No arguments here

True to Gavin's pet name, Victoria puddled under his intent. Her pussy quivered around him, edging the tip inwards like a submarine caught in a whirlpool. Gavin simply went with the flow, applying a gentle pressure as he sank.

The stray thought concerning exactly how improbable this situation was appeared in his head, quickly outpaced by a level of guilt about having sex with his best friend's crush. But then said best friend happened to be screwing another blonde nearby without remorse even though he clearly should be. If he didn't, then why should Gavin bother with such feelings? No, no, all that mattered was the situation at hand, and Victoria needed help that he could easily provide.

I'm going inside a girl, Gavin's first thought process meekly observed. A gorgeous, sexy girl, the new one intoned. I'm going to... fuck... I need to fuck her...

His cock pounded with his heart, the sensations just too fantastic. Just as he descended further though, he met a benthic pressure of resistance.

Victoria suddenly bared clenched teeth, and Gavin realized that both of them were in the same category. He flinched retracted himself, but Victoria's entombing legs prevented that. Though her eyes watered, she met his gaze and nodded. Gavin gulped, stretching her slowly. She dug into the flesh of his shoulders, but Gavin ignored the pain. No matter how that felt, it definitely paled in comparison to the new strain of muscles never before used.

"Slow..." Victoria hissed. "Please Gavin, please... slow, I..."

"Shh, I understand," Gavin said reassuringly. Despite the torrent of new emotions and stunning surprises, a resolve he didn't think he owned kept from being washed downstream. "I'm... new too."

"Gavin..." she breathed, lessening her grip a bit and sliding her lithe arms about his neck. "Fuck..."

A deep, overflowing warmth encircled him. His instincts sought it out, sending him deeper into his lover. Part of him concerned for her comfort monitored Victoria for any adverse reactions, but she only appeared to encourage him by using him as a crutch. He responded by cradling her to the best of his ability, trying to concentrate on something other than enjoying the slick squeeze of a girl for the first time. He swore loudly, catching his lover's attention.

"It's good," Victoria said. Her muscles inexorably released some pressure, but she still had a form hold on Gavin. "Okay... keep going."

Gavin followed her instructions and soon reached her abyssal plains. Victoria squeaked happily and allowed a smile to creep onto her face. He contagiously returned it.

"This feels right," she sighed. Gavin sawed slowly out before plumbing her again, with more certainty. "It... must be right."

"My nymph of water," Gavin replied, a particular brand of desperation entering his voice. He again moved into her, in something resembling a thrust. "Let's see how far that feeling goes."

"Oh, Gavin," she breathed. Victoria matched his motions, gently bouncing her famous asset into his pelvis. Soon, they rolled like ocean waves, with Victoria lapping onto Gavin's shore.