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Abby

Ve returns on time. He’s back before ten. He launches himself at me as soon as he crosses the door, slamming it shut behind him with a kick. I lock it before he manages to take me to the bed. The energy of his passionate kisses reaches all the most sensitive points inside me, making me burn white hot. I can feel myself getting wet.

“Wait,” I say, trying to catch my breath. I get up and walk over to the hi-fi, put the CD in, and light some candles. “Me Muero De Amor” by Natalia Oreiro flows from the speakers. “We need the proper ambiance,” I say.

“You always think about everything,” he replies, shifting closer and leaving a wet stamp of a kiss on my bare shoulder.

His hands softly glide down my arms. I have goosebumps. Our fingers lace. He places dozens of kisses on my neck, cheeks, and shoulders. His thumbs sweep along my collarbones. He takes my face and lifts my chin. I submit to this, lay my cheek on his shoulder, losing myself in the moment. Ve presses a wet, passionate, lustful kiss on my open lips. On the spur of the moment, I face him and throw my arms around his neck. Without releasing my face, he kisses me deeply, deeper with each kiss. He draws me closer, pressing my hips to his. I can feel the impressive erection through his pants. His cock is ready to go.

He raises my shirt without breaking the kiss. My lips long for more of his touch. I raise my arms as he pulls the tank top off and tosses it to the floor. I do the same with his T-shirt. My hands reach to the buckle of his belt and unclasp it, undoing the buttons of his trousers, one by one. They drop down. He doesn’t hurry. He’s taking his time, facing me with nothing but his boxers on. Then it’s time for my shorts. I’m in my underwear too. He watches me for a long while and says, “You’re so beautiful. I missed you so much.”

He grabs my ass and lifts me up in his strong arms. My legs wrap around his waist as I kiss those gorgeous lips. Our tongues twist around each other in an erotic dance. My heart is racing.

“I want you so bad, baby girl,” he says with a growl.

Very softly, he lays me on the bed and removes my bra. He takes one breath in his hand, then the other, kisses both, blows gently, takes the nipples between his lips. They harden instantly, growing, sensitive to the touch. Connor bites on my breast, then the other one, sucking greedily. I’m losing my mind. I’m all his, forever and ever. He kisses my entire body, skimming it with his lips, running his tongue up and down the hot skin. His mouth wanders as he breathes in my smell, delighting in it. After a while, he spreads my legs, placing delicate kisses so close to… A shiver of pleasure runs down my spine. My back arches in anticipation of what is to come, pushing my pulsating, swollen pussy up, closer to him. Each and every touch causes more shivers. His fingers spread my labia as his tongue flicks at my clit. He slides his fingers inside me.

“You’re so wet,” he says, kissing my aching pussy.

He’s wonderful. He keeps on licking, inside and out, sliding in and out with his slim, deft fingers. I squirm in ecstasy beneath his caress, and my muscles contort rhythmically, gently shaking on the brink of orgasm. I can feel the wave rising. It’s going to crash on the rocks of lust. I can’t take it anymore. I come abruptly, moaning and desperately trying to catch my breath. My body is trembling, overcome with sensation. Through the fog covering my eyes, I see Ve pushing himself up with a proud expression on his face. He covers me with himself, reaching for my lips and kissing me deeply with a mouth still smelling of my juices.

“You’re perfect, Ve. You make me go out of my mind.”

“You ready, Gail?”

“Gail?” I ask.

“You told me yourself I can call you Abby or Gail. I never heard anyone calling you that, so I like it even more. It’s my own word for you.”

“I like it too. Sounds sexy when you say it. And yes, let’s do it.”

He stands up and reaches for his pants, pulling a condom from the pocket, ripping the package open, and passing the thing to me.

“Want to do this?” he asks.

“No. I don’t think I can now. You do it, please,” I say, still unable to move. I’m still trying to come back to my senses after the cataclysmic orgasm he gave me.

I’m eagerly waiting for the moment I finally feel him inside me. I want him to fill me and make the two of us closer to each other than ever. I couldn’t focus on putting the condom on now. With glazed eyes, I watch him pull the thing over his beautiful, enormous hard cock, ready to push itself into my pussy and take me to the stars. He leans over me, and I feel his manhood at the gates.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he commands. “I want to see you.”

I can barely open my eyes. Our stares meet, and we lose ourselves in it.

“I love you, Gail!” The words said in this specific moment work like an aphrodisiac. I can feel myself melting. It’s marvelous.

“And I love you, my Ve,” I whisper.

My pussy is still throbbing, which only intensifies the sensation. Ve places the tip of his penis to my hole, which is when “From This Moment On” echoes from the speakers, with Shania Twain singing about how life has begun and you are the one.

“Perfect timing.” He notices it too.

He’s looking straight into me with those eyes full of goodness. There’s love there, making them shine. I clench my fingers on his ass and pull him closer. An instant later I feel him pushing inside me, slowly, softly. The inside of my vagina submits, fitting perfectly. I raise my arms above my head, and he laces his fingers with mine, kissing me, taking my virginity. His movements are slow. He’s so gentle and caring, celebrating each thrust. His eyes never waver from mine.

“Don’t close them. I want to see you,” he whispers.

I do what he says, even though it’s really hard. The intensity of the sensation is sweeping through me, making it difficult to control my other senses. All of them are now focused on loving Ve—each touch, look, sound, breath are his. Everything is subservient to the ecstasy of our connection. The way he enters me causes warm waves of energy to course from my pussy to the brain. I’m literally losing my mind. It’s the most beautiful experience I have ever had. Nothing can compare to this moment. It’s as if love has filled each and every cell of our bodies. I’m happy.

He keeps kissing me. We’re body to body. Body in body. I arrive at the gates of heaven. I love this man more than anything in the world. He’s my everything. Before the song comes to an end, I see him wracked by shivers. His body goes tense and his manhood pulsates inside me—rock-hard and so big. He moans and collapses onto me. His heart is beating loud and fast, his breathing is quickened and shallow. Oh yes, I was his first. That is evident now.

Ve lifts himself up, looks me in the eyes, and kisses me on the lips.

“I’m so happy I waited for you,” he says, coddling my heart.

“I’m happy too,” I say breathily, barely recognizing my voice.

“How are you feeling? Did it hurt?” he asks, his voice full of concern.

“No, it didn’t. It was incredible to feel you inside me, to have you so close.’

Ve says nothing more, instead just hugging me with a kiss on the brow. This is the way we stay for a while, naked and embracing each other. The used condom is on the floor. He strokes my belly, and I cannot wait until I can feel him inside again.

“So… Do we go again?” I ask shyly.

“You’d like that?” He props himself up on an elbow, staring at me in shock.

“Sure I would. I’d like to make the most of this night. I’m so horny now!”

“Look at it! Look at what you’re doing to it!” he exclaims, pointing at his dick, which is instantly hard, ready for another round.

This time I put the condom on, laughing and having too much fun. When it’s on, Ve pushes me on the mattress and spreads my legs with a knee. The motion itself makes me hot and wet. Now he enters me with more confidence, and I move to his rhythm more surely. After a while, he spins us, so I’m on top.

“If it’s too much for you, we can go back to the last position,” he says.

It’s a bit uncomfortable, but he helps me find a better angle. I steady the tempo and ride him like a pony. He lifts his torso, drawing closer to me. We kiss tenderly. I wrap my arms around him and he grasps my butt, setting the pace. Then, he stands up, pushing me to my knees and positioning himself behind me. I can feel the warmth of his hand as he smacks my buttock. We’re doing it doggy style, and he’s smashing into me with so much strength, I can practically feel his cock ramming my stomach. I let out an uncontrolled, primal moan.

“Everything alright?” I hear him asking.

“Yes, don’t stop. It’s intense, but it feels so good,” I cry out and I’m sure now this is going to be my favorite position.

His strong and confident thrusts enhance my arousal. I can feel the energy coursing through me, bringing me to the precipice. I moan “Ve, yes, Ve” and my fingers clench on the sheets. I yank at the material, desperately trying to let out this pressure that’s threatening to rip me apart. I cry out, loud, at the same time wanting more and scared that I won’t survive this. He doesn’t stop. He’s fucking me hard, holding my hands and impaling me faster and with more force. I let go. My body explodes. I come like a bomb going off around his cock, reaching the kind of fulfilment I had no idea existed before. I tremble uncontrollably, and my eyes glaze over. There’s barely a thing I register around me. Ve is clearly turned on by what he’s seeing, as I can feel his fat cock swelling inside me and then shooting come so violently, we both topple to the mattress, shivering and panting.

“You’re a god!” I squeal. “Can we do it again?”

“Girl, you’re incredible, but I need a couple of minutes,” he says, and I pretend to pout.

Yes, I knew what an orgasm was before, but not like that. It’s something you can’t describe—two people belonging to each other, deeply in love, feeling it with their entire bodies. They come at the same moment, with their hearts and souls gripped by passion. There isn’t a thing more beautiful than love! I’m sure of that. Absolutely certain. Or maybe I exaggerate. Maybe it’s nothing special. Maybe everyone always feels this euphoria and sense of connection during sex. I think about it for a moment and conclude that the thing that has connected us from the first time we saw each other cannot be ordinary. With every ounce of my being, I can sense that this is a connection of two souls—the bodies are but vessels that needed to find each other so that their souls could merge. I have never, ever felt this way before. This isn’t only about sex. It’s fantastic, no doubt about that, but what counts are our energies—twining, joining, and becoming one. Two bodies, one soul. We found each other to become a single entity again.

I would give anything to know what he’s thinking right now. Does he wonder the same things? Is this as important to him as well? I’m afraid he won’t tell me. He’s a man, after all.

After a moment’s rest, we decide to have a smoke. I’m in his shirt and nothing else, he’s wearing boxers—we go to the balcony, sit on the bench, and light our cigarettes.

“This is amazing. The sex is out of this world. I’m making it my hobby from now on.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself…”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“Well, with it being your hobby and all.”

“That particular hobby I’d like to share with you and no one else! I only meant you.”

Why is he so afraid? It wouldn’t even pop into my mind to think in those terms.

He says nothing more and smiles, leaning on the windowsill and puffing out smoke.

“So what now, my little perv?” he asks when we’re back in my room.

“Wait!” I suddenly recall seeing a magazine with some descriptions of Kama Sutra positions. I rush to the kitchen to find it. “Here.” I smile, throwing him the paper.

“What’s this?”

“Positions. Want to test some out?”

“Sure. Which one first?”

“I don’t know. You choose.”

We have lots of fun practicing the sexual exercises. It’s taking us a lot longer now, which makes it all the more exciting. Three hours in, I’m aching all over. I feel each muscle and bone. To think that I thought myself fit… My pussy is swollen too, but desire comes out on top—we’re insatiable. Ve starts kissing me again. He’s hard and ready to fuck me for the hundredth time. His cock rubs on my ass, making my clit and the entire vagina pulsate with arousal, begging for him to enter me once again.

“Please, I want you inside. I want it with all my being.”

The warmth of his body joins with mine. His every movement causes spasms coursing through me. He’s kissing my breasts, neck, and lips. We’re making love. He takes me to the stars. I let the moment carry me, feeling him grow large and rigid inside me. There’s nothing I’d love more than for him to come inside me. I want to feel it! I need to be his! The thought turns me on so much, I lose myself again. My body is taut like a string, back arching, hips pushing forward, hungry for that final thrust. A spasm runs through me as I explode once more. Ve waits until I reach the very summit. He’s moving gently now, and then, suddenly, he pulls out, rips the condom off, and shoots his load all over my breasts and belly. My eyes are glazed over, but I see his semen washing over me.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, gorgeous.”

He wipes me down and lies next to me, throwing his arm around me. We drift off exhausted and fulfilled.