Yes

Our eyes met one final time before Corrine reached down to the crotch of her delicate panties—pulling them aside to allow my **** cock access to her willing cunt.

I knew this was only her second time having sex, so I let Corrine go at her own pace as she fed the tip of my cock up inside her folds. Inch by inch, she took me, her blue eyes growing brighter and happier the deeper I went. When I disappeared completely and our bodies met, the sheer joy of it brought tears to her eyes.

We sat there for a moment, unmoving, relishing the feeling of being joined together for the first time.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Then we went at it like wild animals.

The pounding rain just urged us onwards, like the cracking of a whip, until we were both screaming with delight.

“Yes! Oh, yes!” Corrine shuddered, slamming her hips down against mine.

She arched her back—thrusting out her chest—and reached both hands behind to release the catch on her strapless bra. I fucked her even harder, the expectation growing unbearable. I was about to see her tits, finally revealed in all their naked glory…

After what felt like an eternity, Corrine slipped the catch and cast the awful, constricting garment away into the darkness. The enormity of her breasts exploded into view, inches from my face: supple, round, spectacular. Each one practically the size of my head.

We were fucking so fast that they bounced out of control, a blur before my eyes. My hands quickly grabbed hold of her tits, greedily groping them like there was no tomorrow.

Corrine closed her eyes and a smile crossed her lips—she knew the effect those things had on me. We were so far past the point of foreplay that I didn’t even bother being gentle with her. I rubbed and pulled at her thick pink nipples while she screamed my name.

Then I wrapped both my hands around her left tit (there was still room to spare, if you can believe it) and directed it into my mouth. I licked a spiral around her nipple, teasing and taunting, drawing it to full attention before clamping my lips over it and smothering the thick, pink nub with the meat of my tongue.

She fell forward into me, pressing her breasts down onto my face as I suckled. Her fingers clenched at handfuls of the wet grass beneath us. I switched my mouth to her other tit, surprising the poor girl by going right for her nipple this time.

Throughout all of this, we never stopped fucking. My cock thrust harder and harder into the tight, volcanic inferno between her legs. She shoved her hips back down onto me with **** abandon, slapping her clit against my pelvis each time I filled her with my shaft.

We were on fire, throwing everything we had at each other. I was getting light-headed; could scarcely catch my breath. God, she’s tight!

“You’re my best friend, Ian,” she managed between breaths, “You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.”

I could see she was right on the edge, saw the serenity in her eyes, knowing it would all be over soon. I let her breast fall from my mouth and I answered, “You’re mine, too.”

Then she came, screaming into the night sky. Bucking her hips like a madwoman. I could feel her whole body shaking against me, and it was too much to bear: the screaming, the shaking, the softness of her body and the view of her tits…

But mostly, it was the anticipation. Months of daily teasing and nightly fantasies, building and building upon each other until I thought I was losing my mind. I had felt like nothing without Corrine, and now, inside her, I felt like everything.

She fell limp atop my body, spilling the entirety of her cleavage across my face. Her high-pitched, post-orgasmic whimpering filled my ears as I continued to thrust my cock—

I grabbed her ass with both hands and erupted into her, showering her heated core with my own white lava.

In the aftermath, as we lay together on the grass, Corrine kept caressing my face and muttering “Thank you,” over and over.

“Corrine? Do you have any idea how long or how badly I’ve wanted to do that?”

She giggled and gave a cute nod of her head. Then she turned serious for a moment, like she wanted to say something but was too embarrassed. I told her to just come out with it, and she whispered, “Can we say that this was my first time, even though it wasn’t? Can we say this was how I lost my virginity? With you?”

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her reassuringly. “This was your first time. Whatever happened between you and Steve the other night didn’t count.”

That made her so happy she started crying again.