Drawn by Spirale
Story by me
First
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"Are you trying to cum faster?" she inquired, a sly smile playing on her lips.
She was surprised by my sudden dominance, yet her lack of resistance showed silent agreement. She didn't just accept it; she reveled in the excitement. My fingers pressed deeply into her hips, kneading intensely, and she felt an unfamiliar, exhilarating energy ripple through her, embracing it eagerly.
That was the goal. I wanted her first sexual experience to be unforgettable. She said it wasn't necessary, but I was determined. I pulled her close, my hands on her back until she arched into me, following my lead.
"You can let go," I whispered. Her breath hitched, muscles tense, but I moved slowly until our bodies synced. A soft moan escaped her as she surrendered to the sensation, her breath warm and damp on my shoulder.
With each thrust, I sensed the shift in her demeanor. Her initial grumbles, rough and disjointed, transformed into a symphony of melodic moans that filled the room. Her breathing grew more rapid, her grip on the sheets tightened, and I could sense the crescendo building within her, inching ever closer to the peak.
I slowly turned to her, our breaths mingling in the small space between us. We hesitated, caught in the moment, her focus on her rising pleasure as our shared breaths echoed in the room.
Until her climax peaked. She gasped, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. I leaned in, brushing my lips against hers before kissing her deeply.
Her initial hesitation vanished as she surrendered, our tongues intertwining intimately, mirroring our closeness. Her body trembled, shivers coursing from head to toe, and I felt her warmth spreading across my scales, reflecting her delight.
A deep fulfillment enveloped me, having guided her to such ecstasy. Her first experience was pure bliss, leaving her serenely satisfied.
Time seemed to stand still as she lay there, savoring the lingering euphoria. Her breath was ragged as she tried to steady herself. Gradually, her mind cleared from the haze, and she sensed something was amiss.
"Wait...?" she murmured, her brow knitting together above her blindfolded eyes, as she realized the sensation was different from what she had expected. Anticipating fulfillment, she instead encountered the relentless pressure of my aroused member. It pulsed with even greater rigidity, driving within her with deliberate, languid strokes that seemed to claim and conquer every inch of her warmth.
"I'm glad you experienced that, but we're far from finished. This is merely the beginning."