Something New

ZENDAYA/READER. Based on Crave You Series.

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"Just keep relaxing...okay?"

Zendaya should probably take her own advice because the hand guiding the strap to Y/na's entrance was shaky. She was more nervous than her girlfriend who was the one about to be fucked. She takes a deep breath and focuses her vision on the head of the toy poking at Y/na's sex. She struggles to concentrate because it's just so hot; her girlfriend on all fours and her pussy slightly spread open waiting to be fucked. If Zendaya was one of these stupid boys on campus she certainly would've blew her load by now. But, luckily she can save herself some grace. She insisted on taking Y/na from behind for that exact reason. She's slightly embarrassed about being inexperienced in this department and doesn't want Y/na to see her face. She thinks Y/na is nervous too -- well, she's not too sure. Y/na seems a bit more confident than her, but she doesn't know because she isn't in that head of hers.

This is their first time using a strap-on, something Zendaya bought on a whim when browsing online. Well, the idea had popped in her head a few times when she would idly watch twitter porn at night. She always imagined the two people in the videos as her or Y/n no matter what the people looked like. She felt a bit lame saying that she picked up on some ideas of things to try with Y/na but it was the truth. However, using a strap-on seemed intimidating. That is until she decided to bite the bullet and use the few extra dollars she earned from tutoring the freshmen on campus.

She was nervous to bring it up to Y/na since the two would only use their hands and mouths to pleasure each other thus far. The strap-on sat in its packaging for quite some time before Zendaya worked up the courage to say something to Y/na about it.

*"Did you really? Let me see."

Zendaya was surprised by Y/na's curiosity that day. She didn't really know what reaction to expect from her though. She was so nervous showing Y/na what she bought and waiting for her reaction. Her fear was that Y/na's face would scrunch up and she would say she wasn't ready to use it. Not only would the rejection hurt, but it would be a hassle to send it back to the company and try to get a refund. But, luckily for Zendaya, Y/na was very open to the idea of using it. So they picked a particular weekend where none of them had to study or write a paper. Zendaya had wanted to make this day really romantic by buying some of Y/na's favorite things but it all felt like it was going to shit. The school store didn't have anymore of those candle melts that Y/na likes, nor did they have any of her favorite candies. Zendaya felt more stressed than excited and she wondered if Y/na felt the same.

Y/na was better at hiding her nerves. She could see her girlfriend fretting and decided that *she is going to have to be the one that remains calm. She is nervous, but she doesn't think it's that big a of deal (her first time fucking Zendaya was when she had no clue who she even was, this feels like nothing compared to that). Zendaya was understandably nervous because she never used a toy like this, but Y/na was nervous because she's never been penetrated with something this big. She wanted to be able to take it and had been "preparing" herself since the very night Zendaya showed it to her.

Zendaya had prepped her nice and well, making her cum by eating her out and remembering to stimulate her in other ways. Zendaya most certainly looked at sex guides online, some of the information very fluffy and some of it actually helpful. It's not rocket science but the girl is making things complicated for herself by worrying for absolutely no reason.

"Babe," Y/na whimpers. Y/na was worried that Zendaya was about to crack under pressure. She could barely breathe as Zendaya kept the head of the cock pressed against her wet petals.

"Shh, shh, it's okay," Zendaya whispers in an attempt to calm Y/na down, but really what she needed was to calm herself down.

"I want it inside...can you fuck me, baby?"

Y/na giving her the go-head made it obvious that Zendaya has to go forward with this and that Y/na very much wants this. This takes a deep breath before pushing her hips forward. One hand is prying Y/na open while the other is holding the strap.

"Oh my god!!" Y/na gasps.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes...just -- yes, I'm okay. Just keep going."

Y/na struggles to speak as she's speared open, slowly and inch by inch. She tenses up for a second, but when Zendaya lets go of the strap and places her hand on Y/na's back, she relaxes again. This helps her to be able to take most of its length without much of a problem. Zendaya probably gets a good 5 inches in before pulling out.

"How does that feel?" She holds her breath as she waits for Y/na's answer.

"Good...good so far. Keep going," Y/na encourages her. Zendaya nods her head and obeys her girlfriend's words.

She pushes back in slowly, getting in 5 inches again before slightly pulling out. She concentrates on building up to a steady rhythm while also making sure Y/na is okay. Small moans and sighs escape her girlfriend's mouth and she uses that as a way to guide herself.

For Y/na, it takes a little bit for the pleasure to *really set in, but when it does it feels heavenly. She's never felt something so good before and feels like she's going to cum already. Her hand flies to her clit and even just a few rubs is too overwhelming while the strap is buried inside of her. Her pussy almost pushes Zendaya out, but Zendaya pushes against the resistance and wins. Her rhythm and pace is too steady to shake now and she almost feels proud of herself. As Y/na's moans get louder, her confidence grows and she begins to pick up in speed.

"Fuck, it's so good!" Y/na cries out. The motion causes her tits to swing, nipples grazing Zendaya's bed which adds to her pleasure. She can’t explain how amazing it feels. She feels slightly embarrassed at herself getting lost in the moment but she cums so hard that she becomes incoherent. Zendaya is almost shocked by the reaction, but loves it at the same time. She thrusts one more time into Y/na before just keeping the toy satiated inside of her.

“You okay?”

Y/na doesn’t respond, just groans. Zendaya panics a bit so she pulls the strap out. She flips Y/na onto her back and notices her clinging to her.

“You okay?” She asks again.

“Yea,” Y/na responds weakly, “just feels too good.”

A drunken smile spreads across her face and Zendaya mimics her before kissing her forehead.

“As long as you enjoyed it.”

“I very much did, baby.”