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Note: This is a little different than my usual, less non-consent elements, but please be warned there is definitely some dubious consent here. If that's not your thing, go no further.

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Cass was lying on her boyfriend's bed considering whether to go all the way. They'd been dating for several weeks now, and it had gotten more heated of late. Take now, for example. His face was buried in her neck and his hands tangled in her hair. She'd thrown one leg over his hip and was writhing against him as he pressed her closer with a hand on the small of her back. All that was in the way of real sex was their clothing, as far as she was aware.

She sighed with pleasure as his lips moved against her throat, firm but slow, the occasional lick making her shiver. His hand left her hair and came to cup her jaw as he moved his lips back to hers. She felt cherished when he held her like this, loved the way he looked deep into her eyes before covering her mouth with his. She softened against him and gave a little moan so he would know he was doing it right. It's what the magazines said she should do to train him to please her.

He trailed kisses along her cheek then, working his way over to her earlobe and taking it gently between her teeth. A little swirl of butterflies moved from her stomach down to her groin at the sensation. It was almost enough to distract her from the way his hand was now smoothing down the column of her neck and along her clavicle, then a little lower to skim along the collar of her blouse. It was a silent question, Cass knew, one he'd asked before. It had never seemed like the right time before now, but in this moment everything felt so good, she couldn't think why not. So when his fingers closed around the top button loop on her shirt and tugged once to see her reaction, she didn't stiffen or move his hand. Instead she tilted her head to give him better access to her ear and pressed her pelvis against his.

His hand froze and he pulled back to examine her face. She smiled at his surprise, and then laughed as he raised his eyebrows and grinned. Not breaking eye contact, he slid the button out of its hold. She just continued smiling as he moved to the next button and the next, finally reaching the bottom of the shirt. He cocked his head in a challenge then, daring her to keep going where they'd never been before. She leaned forward and bit his lip and he groaned, then finally opened the leaves of her shift to expose her bare torso. She wasn't wearing a bra. She never did, her small breasts, so close to the body, just didn't need the support. Jeremy dropped his eyes to her bared chest for the first time. She stretched a little as his eyes roved over her, reveling in the feeling of power as he let out a shaky breath and swore quietly. She'd never felt so sexy.

Eager to keep up the momentum, she reached for the hem of his t-shirt. He bolted upright so he could pull the shirt off, and she shrugged her own open shirt off her shoulders. They both paused, topless and entranced. Jeremy shifted his seat after a moment, kneeling back so that he could swing her legs on either side of his hips. She smiled at the new position and held her arms up to him, beckoning him to join her back on the bed. Obligingly, he leaned forward and covered her body with his. They both gasped at the warmth as their skin met, and she pushed his hair off his forehead.

Their lips met and moved together as they grew accustomed to the feel of bare abdomen pressed together, the way the muscles contracted under the skin, the feel of their chests rising and falling in tandem with quickened breath.

Jeremy had initially hovered over her, balancing on his elbows so his skin barely brushed hers, but incrementally he lowered himself till Cass bore his full weight. She wrapped her arms around his broad back and pulled him closer, encouraging him to press her into the bed. He smiled against her lips and took the hand that was no longer supporting him to rest it on her waist. His fingers stroked the silky skin there, lingering for long moments. Then, finally, it began to move higher, and Cass shivered at the foreign sensation on skin that had never been touched by another person, at least not since she'd hit puberty. Less hesitant now, Jeremy slid his hand fully over her breast, palming the warm flesh. Cassie's nipple hardened against and he squeezed with excitement. Cass grimaced a little at the pressure but didn't complain. His touch gentled as he began exploratoring, brushing the hardened peak and finally giving it a little tug. Cass arched her back and felt heat pool between her legs.

Jeremy pressed harder against her in response, and Cass rocked her hips against his. They found a rhythm quickly then, with Jeremy pulling on her nipple and their hips rocking together, their jeans providing much needed friction. Finally though it became too much and all too little. Jeremy reared back with frustration and Cass whimpered at the loss of contact. güvenilir bahis Not hesitating this time, past the point of wondering if she would object, Jeremy quickly unbuckled his belt and stripped off his jeans, standing before Cass in only his cotton boxers. She watched him, limp with desire. He joined her back on the bed without pause and went to work on the snap of her jeans. She knew she could push him away now, maybe should, but it felt too late for that. She lifted her hips when he began to tug at the waist band, allowing him to draw the tight fabric down over her hips and peel it off her legs. She lay under him in just panties and ankle socks, legs splayed around his hips. Just two little scraps of cloth separated them now. So close, she thought. Did she dare?

Jeremy didn't give her time to doubt herself, just laid back down on top of her and pressed his mouth hard to hers, plunging his tongue in when she gasped. Her hands came up to dig into his back as he curled over her, pushing her legs up as he got closer and angled their hips together. They found their rhythm again, but this time Cassie could feel the hard length of him pressed against her, gliding along her sex with just her soaked underwear as a barrier. It felt dangerous and exciting, but Jeremy was clearly further gone than her. His hips were starting to buck and he'd tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling it as he continued to plunder her mouth. She tried to relax into it, but he seemed to be getting rougher in his eagerness, forgetting her in the moment. She finally let out a little whimper when his teeth closed on her lower lip and his hips bucked hard against hers, his erection hitting a tender spot at a bad angle.

He seemed to come back to himself then, slowing his movements and relaxing his grip on her hair. *quot;Sorry,*quot; he whispered, *quot;I got a little carried away.*quot;

*quot;It's okay,*quot; she said, stroking his back and pressing up against him to show that he shouldn't stop. He exhaled slowly as if to gather himself, then pressed his lips softly against hers. As they sank into the kiss he moved back to let her hips come back down onto the bed and release her legs from the intense spread they'd been holding. He moved his hands back to her waist then, skimming them lightly over her skin and cupping her breasts for a moment, flicking his thumbs over her nipples. Then he laid back down beside her, hooking her leg over his hip again and moving his hands in soothing circles over her back.

Cass felt the muscles in her lower stomach tightening now that the discomfort had eased, and she relaxed into his embrace. She felt deliciously molten, heated and heavy-limbed, as their skin glided together. She'd never felt so silky, she loved the velvet feel of the close cropped hair at the nape of his neck. She longed to rub her thighs against each other but Jeremy's body was in the way. As if sensing her need, Jeremy brought his hand in between them, stroking her inner thigh. Carefully, he brought his caresses higher and higher, finally tracing a finger over the dip where her leg met her pelvis. Cass held her breath and rolled back a little to provide better access. She wasn't sure what he was doing, but it felt too good to stop and ask. Jeremy's hand turned then, and instead of stroking her inner thigh, his palm was cupping her over her panties. She blushed at the thought that his hand must be getting wet, but the embarrassment fled when he thumb found that sensitive spot right at the top. She moaned and pressed into his hand, burying her face in his shoulder. He experimented with that spot, stoking at different speeds and pressures but never letting up. Cass had never felt anything like it, this sweet ache in her core and hot-cold burning in her legs. She wanted to push him away, to make this overwhelming feeling stop, but she found she couldn't bear to back away from his touch. Instead she sank her teeth into his trapezius muscle and clenched her thighs harder around his hips.

Instinct took over again and they began to move against each other. Cass's breath was coming fast and she lost track of time. She clung to Jeremy and kissed him open mouthed, careless of the rough movements now. When Jeremy moved his hand to the waistband of her underwear, it felt like a natural progression. She barely considered protesting before allowing him to slide them down her legs and off her sock clad feet. Totally naked now, she waited as he made quick work of his own boxers.

Blood rushed to her face as she glanced down and saw his cock for the first time. Naked. They were both naked, and they were about to go all the way. Refusing to back down now, she wrapped herself around Jeremy and let his pelvis line up with hers. His erection was shockingly warm, pressed against her slick flesh. The molten feeling from before redoubled and she let herself relax completely. They moved together, the head of his cock quickly finding a track where it could slide over her clit, and she shuddered at the pleasure. So this was türkçe bahis it, she thought. Sex! She was finally having sex. So far it seemed to be living up to what she had read.

They continued on as they had before, rhythmic rocking, deep kisses, Jeremy's hands moving constantly over her chest. Cassie was drowning in sensation. But she definitely didn't miss when Jeremy adjusted the angle of his rocking, jabbing her right between the legs rather than gliding over her clit. She winced and pulled back, but didn't rebuke him. It was the first time, they were bound to mess up a bit. She tilted so he was better aligned and continued as before. When it happened again though, she whined his name. Why was he changing things when it was going so well?

Jeremy murmured an apology and went back to the way she liked it, circling his fingers around her nipple in apology. Eventually he brought his hand down over her flat stomach and flicked his thumb against her clit again. She dug her nails into his back in approval and he did it again, and again, repeating the stimulation until her muscles tightened into a cramp and she felt she would explode. Right when it almost became too much, he shifted again and pressed his cock straight between her legs. She was too far gone in what his hand was doing to pull back, but she hissed his name in warning. She knew there was an opening there, of course, knew all about tampons, but she'd never been brave enough to try one, and there was no way his penis would fit in there. Yet it seemed like that was what he was going for. What was he thinking?

*quot;Shhh,*quot; he crooned in her ear, rubbing his thumb over her clit constantly. *quot;I'm just making you feel good. Don't you want to make me feel good too?*quot; She couldn't really argue with that, and coherent speech was beyond her at that point, so she tried to just go with it, let him poke her as long as he kept working with his hand. Maybe it was a kink or something.

She started to adjust to the steady pressure after a while, distracted by his lips on her neck and fingers on her clit. Relaxing, she let herself forget his cock and focused on the rest. When Jeremy rolled her fully onto her back though, it came to the forefront of her mind. His weight pinned her to the bed again, and the new position made it difficult for him to reach between them. Cass was suddenly aware, with her legs spread by his hips, just how hard he was pressing against her now. It felt like he'd burrowed into her, and it was starting to burn. Jeremy hushed her again when she started to protest, assuring her this was just part of it, that she had to make him feel good too. It seemed like he was trying to lower his hips to be cradled by hers, and alarmingly he was making some progress. Her eyes widened as she felt the head of his cock part her flesh, stretching virgin muscles that she hadn't really known were there.

*quot;Cass, look at me,*quot; Jeremy commanded as he felt her tense. She was pinned to the bed, it wasn't like she could go anywhere, but the fear would make this worse for her than it had to be. She met his eyes, the anxiety clear in hers. *quot;Just keep looking at me, it'll be okay.*quot; He stroked the side of her face as she stared at him, like a snake hypnotized by a charmer. He sank a little deeper. She was so wet there was very little resistance, but she was incredibly tight and it was proving difficult to pry the tight sheath open. He rocked a little, wedging her open with tiny thrusts as she continued to stare at him with what looked like horror. He tried not to laugh at her shock - he'd known she was innocent, but had no idea until now just how naive she was. It seemed that she had no idea that intercourse was part of sex. Now her reluctance to get naked before made more sense. In her mind, nudity had been equivalent to sex. What a rude awakening it must be now.

He didn't let this deter him though. He just held eye contact as he slid into her millimeter by millimeter. Her mouth fell into a little *quot;o*quot; of surprise*quot; when he pushed through her hymen without pause - she was so tight that the pain of that little tear was probably negligible compared to the burn of stretched muscles, but she'd certainly registered it. The thought of the blood, of the proof of her innocence, was strangely intoxicating to Jeremy and he lost control for a moment, surging forward faster than he'd intended. Cass let out a sharp cry, the first sound she'd made since he'd rolled on top of her, and he froze in contrition. But he was half way in now, and that was progress. Reaching down to stroke her hip, he gave her a soft kiss and whispered encouragements. *quot;Just try to relax, Cass. I'll hold still, just try to unclench, it'll feel better, I promise.*quot;

She noticed he made no offer to pull out. Trapped as she was, she figured at least holding still was generous, but she couldn't imagine this horrible invasion feeling good. Between her legs burned, and she was highly aware of how huge he was as he worked his way inside her. Still, seeing no option, güvenilir bahis siteleri she tried to do as he said. With a deep exhale, she focused on her internal muscles, ones she'd never paid attention to before, and tried to figure out how to loosen them. Slowly, over several minutes, she managed to relax their cramped hold. Loathe as she was to admit it, Jeremy was right - the ache was still there, but it did hurt less.

*quot;Good girl,*quot; Jeremy said. *quot;That's it, just try to stay like that, okay? Just focus on staying as relaxed as possible. Spread your legs a bit, that's it.*quot; Cass's thighs shook as she tried to widen them for him, and she couldn't help but tense up as he started to move forward again. Reminding herself that it would hurt less if she didn't fight it, she focused all her energy on relaxing, on opening up to him. Jeremy kept up stroking her hip and praising her as he inched forward and she screwed her eyes up against the pain, breathing hard. Finally, he stopped moving, and she realized his hips had met hers. She felt his balls resting against her ass.

Jeremy grinned down at her, clearly pleased. *quot;There, you did it! High five!*quot; She scowled at him and he laughed, kissing the tip of her nose. *quot;You did great. It'll feel good now, you'll see.*quot; Cass didn't believe him. She'd never felt so full in her life. She wanted to clench down to squeeze him out, but knew by now that any tightening would just cause her pain. So she held still as he rested there, letting her adjust to his girth. Sensing her tension, he leaned down to kiss her neck then suck on her earlobe gently, the moves she normally loved. He nuzzled her tenderly and brought a hand up to stroke her breast and play with the nipple. Despite herself, Cass could feel herself starting to melt again under these ministrations. He kept at it for a long while, kissing and petting her until she'd started to regain some of the pleasure she'd felt earlier. Jeremy felt her soften around him, still insanely tight but not straining to push him out anymore, he thought. Finally, she started to move a little, panting as he tugged at her nipple and circling her hips infinitesimally.

He grinned against her neck and wondered how she would react when he started to move too. Testing the waters, he pulled out just an inch and heard her sharp intake of breath. He knew she must be sore, but the only way past this was to get through it. So he pushed forward again, reclaiming his lost ground, and raised up on his elbows so he could watch her face. He wrapped his hands around her rib cage, so tiny and delicate, and used it to anchor her to the bed as he dragged halfway out of her then slid home again. With smooth motions, he thrust in and out of her, watching the play of emotions on her face as she went from fear to confusion to grudging pleasure. Encouraged, he moved a little faster, leaning down to kiss her, wondering if she would kiss him back. Miracle of miracles, she did. He reached down to wrap his hand around her knee and draw it up to his waist. He felt her gasp beneath his mouth at the new angle and knew it was the right move. She was getting used to it now, and he took the opportunity to press just a little deeper on the next thrust so he could grind his pubic bone against her clit. He was worried the extra depth would set them back, but it seemed the pleasure outweighed the pain this time, because Cass jerked at the feeling and gave an involuntary little groan. He smiled and did it again, feeling her ribcage expand against his spread hands as she breathed deep.

He did his best to keep his head about him, to make this good for her, but he was losing the battle at the sight of her enjoyment. She'd brought her other leg up now to rest against his waist -- he figured it was the closest she'd come to wrapping her legs around him this time -- and she was letting her head fall to the side, her eyes fall closed as she focused on the new feelings. He watched as her back started to arch and almost lost control as her pretty breasts rose, presented to him like a gift. Unable to resist, he bent down to kiss each tip, wrapping his lips around one and lathing it with his tongue. He heard Cass whimper and her hands came up to his head, holding him there. He wrapped his arms around her tiny torso and continued to suck on her nipple, all the while thrusting in and out.

Cassie was still in shock. She'd had no idea this kind of thing existed, still wasn't sure they were doing it right. But it had certainly started to feel right. His cock moving inside her had started to feel more like a caress than a stabbing sensation. She couldn't help appreciating the rhythm, and the way her legs fit around his waist made it seem so natural. When Jeremy's lips closed on her nipple she finally gave up the fight and allowed herself to enjoy it.

Jeremy picked up speed then, feeling her responding in earnest. He tried to remember to be gentle, but it was too exciting. His thrusts came faster and he kneeled up for better leverage, curling around Cass again so he could drive deep. He felt her tense with each thrust and knew he was hurting her, but he also knew she was enjoying it, on some level, and he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to.