First times, of sorts.

Nick swings the doors of the master bedroom open, and stops, his jaw dropping in surprise. The room is huge, the center taken up by a specially made bed bigger than any king-size he's ever seen. It's surrounded with a discreet metal and oak frame in which secured rings are based, tie points all around the bed, at every angle you could ever desire. There are at least a dozen pillows at the head of the bed, where a hand-carved headboard of red maple chased with leather looms overhead. There's other furniture there, but Nick's attention has been seized by the other centerpiece of the room.

Tommy has changed into a new outfit, a tight lacey white nightgown, almost see-through, garter belt and white stockings, her hair tucked back under a white hairband, no panties, her cock hard, the tip already leaking. She's standing, her hip cocked, smiling lustily at him, her arms out, welcoming him. His cock roars into full stiffness, and before she can talk he rushes her, grabbing her by the waist and lifting her up. Her legs curl around him, her hips grinding against him as she throws her arms around his neck and kisses him. He hefts her up and then drops her down under him onto the massive bed, the sheets soft, smelling of flowers. Tommy pulls him down on top of her, his body between her legs, her thighs sliding up on either side of him, hooking her ankles into the backs of his hips, locking them together, her cock rubbing against his crotch, kissing him over and over; he feels her hands curl in his hair, and he pulls back long enough to pull her head back so he can bite her neck softly. His girl moans, then sighs his name, trying to pull him closer any way she can. Her hands drop down his back and sweep around to his belt, unbuckling him and pulling him out of his pants. They're kissing again, suckling on each others' tongues, and Tommy begins to move to roll onto her tummy, but Nick stops her.

"I want to see your eyes, love," he murmurs, reaching down to lift her bottom off the bed. She blushes, then licks her hand and reaches down, slickening his shaft, tugging him and getting him wet. He presses wet fingertips down along the crack of her ass, teasing her asshole. They're staring into each others' eyes, their breathing heavy, excited, breaking off their kissing long enough to adjust their angle, and then he feels the head of his cock brush against her, and she spreads her legs wider, his arms pushing them back above her head.

"Yessssss," she hisses as he enters her slowly, and he feels her hands grip his ass through his partially removed slacks. Nick can feel her tightness around him, his shaft being squeezed as he slides into her. Tommy is kissing his cheek, his lips, his throat, the top of his chest, anywhere she can reach, her legs quivering as he begins to move inside her. "Ohhhh, Nicki," she breathes huskily, her head tucking into his chest as she holds onto him. He begins to thrust, slow and steady, taking his time, bottoming out inside her, the tip of his cock bumping her prostate. She's gulping for air, a little happy whine escaping her throat each time his balls touch her bottom.

"Tommy," he groans, feeling her body responding to him, feeling her ass pulling at him each time he begins to pull back, and opening to accept all of him each time he thrusts in again. They're both hot, sweat beginning to build where their bodies touch. Her skin is slick, her smell heady, cinnamon and honey, and he's looking down at her, his eyes locked on hers, her pure sky blue eyes on his, so much love and desire. Her hands are pulling him into her, lifting herself to take everything he can give her, her legs on either side of his torso, her stocking-clad toes curling in pleasure as he hits the right spots over and over.

He loses track of time, lost in the incredible sensation of his lover's body. Her head falls back, and her back bends, a long gutteral moan causing his body to shiver as he begins to go faster, each thrust driving her ass down into the soft sheets, and Tommy's hands are running up and down his back, alternately pulling him in and holding him tightly. They're both close, Tommy's legs beginning to thrash, her head now leaned forward, resting her forehead against his. With a loud groan, Nick drives into her, one last hard thrust, feeling the sticky heat of her orgasm spattering onto his abdomen and hers, her crying out in sheer bliss as he cums inside her, whispering her name. As he falls sideways onto the bed, still inside her, her leg over his hip, her body still quivering post-orgasm, he hears her whisper "welcome home."