A Lost Girl Meets Her Mate. Part 8.
He pushed, and it hurt just a little when my barrier tore. Once he was completely in, it felt good. I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me. I looked up into his eyes, smiled and said, “Ok, you can move now.”
He started slowly moving in and out of me in slow deliberate strokes. I loved looking into his eyes as he felt the pleasures of a woman for the first time.
He said, “Chloe, you feel so good.”
I smiled and said, “You do too.”
He said, “Baby, I am sorry, but I don’t think I can last that long. You feel so amazing.”
I said, “Whenever you feel you need to go just go ahead. The first time isn’t supposed to last a long time. Just cum inside of me as I want to feel it.”
Jason sped up the pace of his thrusts, and it felt so good. He started panting, and I felt his member swell pulsing inside of me. He exclaimed, “I am Cumming!” Only he didn’t speak. It was in my head.
When the pulses ended he pulled out, and I could feel his cum running out of me. It felt warm. I told him I needed to go to the bathroom, and as I got up to walk to the bathroom, I felt it running down the inside of my thighs.
I sat down on the toilet, and I pushed to expel the last of it out. As I wiped, I noticed there was blood on the tissue which I had suspected there would be. I had heard horror stories from my girlfriends about it being painful for some girls, and that there could be a lot of blood. For me, it had just been a little sting, and then it felt good. Still, I had to text my mom and tell her to bring me some pads, and she would know it was not my time of the month.
I came out of the bathroom and said, “Jason, I am going to take a bath.”
He told me that was fine and that he probably wouldn’t be able to watch TV because I was naked in the room. I got in the tub and ran the water. He sat on the side of the bed closest to the tub. We talked about our upbringings, favorite colors, favorite foods and so on. It was so sweet he sat there with me for 30 minutes as I took a bath.
When I finally got out, I dried off and did my hair the best I could with only the small brush I had in my purse. I wrapped a towel around my body and walked out. I said, “Well it sucks not having any clean clothing with me.”
He moved in close and said, “Hopefully, you can endure it until tomorrow.”
I giggled and said, “Your face smells like me.”
He smiled and said, “I don’t think I will ever wash it off. Why don’t you lie down on the bed? I want to give you a massage.”
“Now you are speaking my language,” I purred. I threw my towel off and lied down on the bed on my stomach. He moved behind me, and I could tell he was staring at my ass.
I asked, “Are you going to give me a massage or stare at my butt all day?”
He laughed and said, “I am sorry. Your body just blows me away. You are thin around the waist, but you have these incredible breasts and your butt is amazing.”
He took one of the sample sized bottles of lotion the hotel had put out and squirted some on my back. He started slowly working it into my back. It felt so good to be pampered by a guy. He would take breaks kissing down my spine until he reached my butt crack, and it was so heavenly. When he finished, I suggested he take a shower. I didn’t want my mom to smell me on him when she came by tomorrow.
He smiled and headed off to the bathroom. I looked on in fascination as I could see him undress. He got in the big tub and turned on the shower and then pulled the curtain on each side of the tub closed. I got up and put his button down on so I could cover up. As I lifted it up, I smelt his scent on his shirt. It smelled like cinnamon.