She makes Joe use a condom

Joe's cock throbbed against her, a thick pearl of precum glistening at the tip as he locked eyes with Wendy. Firelight flickered in her dilated pupils when she gave a slow, breathless nod. But Wendy suddenly stops Joe and says do you have condom?Joe says “ shit I forgot” Wendy says that’s ok hand me my purse, and she reaches in a pulls one out. Wendy opens the condom and grabs Joes hard fat cock and rolls it down its thick shaft. Now we are good Wendy’s says to Joe you may continue. He pushed forward with a groan, the swollen head of his fat thick cock stretching her virgin entrance in one relentless glide.

Wendy gasped sharply as Joe’s thick cock sank deeper, her nails digging into his shoulders. A mix of pleasure and pain flickered across her face—her tight, untouched walls stretching to accommodate him. "Oh fuck," she whimpered, her back arching as he bottomed out inside her, his heavy balls pressed against her.

Joe groaned, savoring the slick heat clamping around him. "You feel… *perfect*," he gritted out, grinding his hips in slow circles to ease her tension. Wendy’s breath hitched, her thighs trembling as she adjusted—every inch of his cock a delicious burn.

Joe shuddered as Wendy clenched around him, her body trembling with the overwhelming sensation of her first time. His breath came in ragged gasps against her neck, his hips rocking in slow, shallow thrusts—careful not to overwhelm her despite the **** need burning through him. Wendy whimpered, her fingers tightening in his hair as she arched beneath him, every inch of his thick cock sending jolts of pleasure mixed with the sharp sting of stretched flesh.

A soft moan escaped her lips as he withdrew slightly, the condom glistening with her wetness before he pushed back in, deeper this time. Her legs hooked around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer as she adjusted to the fullness. Joe groaned as he thrust back into her, his thick cock sinking deep as Wendy gasped beneath him. Her full breasts bounced with every movement, the firelight gliding over her flushed skin as she arched into him. He gripped her hips, fingers digging into soft flesh as he set a slow, deep rhythm—each withdrawal making her whimper, each push forward wringing a breathy moan from her lips.

Wendy’s nails raked down his back, her legs tightening around him as she rolled her hips to meet his thrusts. The wet slap of skin filled the room, her slick walls clenching around him as pleasure coiled tighter in her belly.

Wendy's tight walls fluttered around Joe's thick cock as her body gradually relaxed, the initial sting fading into a throbbing fullness. She whimpered as he withdrew almost completely, the condom clinging wetly to his shaft before he pushed back in with a slow, deliberate roll of his hips. Her breath hitched—each inch sinking deeper now, her virgin pussy yielding more easily, the slick friction drawing a shaky moan from her lips.

Joe gritted his teeth, his balls tightening as her warmth gripped him, her hips lifting greedily to meet his next thrust. The wet sound of their joining filled the air, her thighs trembling where they hugged his waist. "Fuck, I’m close I want last much longer ,"

Joe groaned through clenched teeth, his entire body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Not yet," Wendy pleaded, her voice a breathless whimper as her fingers dug into his sweat-slicked back. "I'm just about there... please, Joe, I'm so close—" Her words dissolved into a gasp as he rolled his hips in a slow, deep grind, the thick ridge of his cock dragging against her sweet spot. Wendy’s back arched off the bed, her thighs squeezing his waist as pleasure coiled tighter, her walls fluttering around him. Joe swallowed a curse, his thrusts turning shallow and controlled—just enough to keep her teetering on the edge without pushing himself over.

Wendy’s cry shattered the air as her climax tore through her—her back arched off the bed, her fingers clawing at Joe’s shoulders as her body convulsed around him. *"I’m cumming, Joe—"* Her voice was raw, breathless, her walls fluttering wildly around his cock as pleasure wracked her in relentless waves. That was all Joe needed.

With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt, his hips jerking as his release surged through him. The condom swelled with each thick pulse of cum, his cock twitching deep inside her as he emptied himself.

Joe collapsed onto Wendy, his weight pressing her into the mattress as their sweat-slicked bodies clung together. His breath came in ragged gasps against her neck, his cock still twitching inside her as the last aftershocks of pleasure pulsed through him. Wendy whimpered beneath him, her thighs trembling where they still hugged his hips—her own climax leaving her limbs heavy and her thoughts hazy.

For a long moment, neither of them moved, the only sounds their shared breathing and the crackle of the fire. Then, slowly, Wendy shifted beneath him, her fingers trailing up his spine in a shaky, absent caress. Joe lifted his head just enough to meet her gaze, his dark eyes searching hers.

Wendy's lips parted as she drew a shuddering breath, her body still pulsing with aftershocks. Joe's weight pressed her deeper into the mattress, his softening cock still sheathed inside her as a bead of sweat traced down his temple. She could feel his heartbeat hammering against her chest—wild and unsteady like her own.

His thumb brushed her lower lip, smearing the bite mark she'd left there moments before. "You okay?" His voice was rough, strained from holding back so long. Wendy nodded, her fingers trailing down the tense muscles of his back. The condom clung to him, still stretched tight around his spent length as he finally—slowly—pulled out.

Joe exhaled heavily as he carefully pinched the swollen tip of the condom, his thick fingers trembling slightly from exertion. The latex clung to his still-sensitive cock as he peeled it down his shaft, the warm weight of his release sloshing inside the rubber reservoir. A pearly drop escaped as he reached the base, glistening on his flushed skin before he swiftly knotted the top with practiced fingers.

Wendy watched through hooded eyes as he tossed it aside, the spent condom landing with a soft *plop* on the wooden floor beside the bed. Her thighs were still spread, the musk of sex heavy in the air as she traced idle circles on her damp stomach.

Wendy's lips curved into a dazed, triumphant smile as she reached up to brush damp strands of hair from Joe's forehead. "We *did*," she whispered, her voice husky and full of wonder. Her fingertips traced the stubble along his jaw, her touch feather-light yet electric against his oversensitive skin.

Joe exhaled a shaky laugh, his breath warm against her collarbone as he shifted just enough to cradle her hips against his. The heat between them hadn’t faded—her thighs trembled where they still bracketed his, her skin flushed and humming. Joe’s lips found hers in a slow, languid kiss—hot and sweet with the lingering taste of shared exertion. His arms tightened around her, pulling her deeper into the cradle of his body as the firelight flickered gold across their tangled limbs. Wendy sighed into his mouth, her fingers curling into the damp hair at the nape of his neck, every nerve still alight from his touch. The crackle of the fireplace filled the quiet between their breaths, embers popping softly as warmth seeped into their bare skin.

Wendy's fingers suddenly clenched in Joe's hair as her body went rigid. "Shit—what time is it?"

Joe groaned against her throat, his lips still trailing lazy kisses along her damp skin. "Mmm... like 1 AM, why?"

She shoved at his shoulder in sudden panic, her nails digging into his bicep. "Joe, *move*—my mama said not to stay out late! She's gonna *kill* me!" Her legs thrashed beneath him, sticky thighs peeling apart as she wriggled free. He rolled off with a grunt, his spent cock twitching against his stomach as she scrambled upright.

Joe barely had time to blink before Wendy was on her feet, her bare skin glowing in the firelight as she snatched her discarded panties from the floor. The lace scraped against her thighs as she yanked them up, her fingers fumbling with the clasp of her bra.

"Shit, shit—where's my dress “she hissed, spinning in a frantic circle, her hair wild around her flushed face.

Joe pushed himself up on his elbows, still half-dazed, watching as she stumbled over his pants in her hurry. The warmth of her body still lingered on his skin, but the panic in her voice snapped him back to reality. Joe caught her wrist as she spun past the bed, his grip firm but gentle. "Wendy—hey, look at me." His thumb stroked the frantic pulse at her inner wrist as he sat up, the sheets pooling around his waist. The firelight caught the sweat still gleaming on his collarbone. "Breathe. I’ll take you home. It’ll be okay."

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, the lace of her bra digging into her ribs as she sucked in a shaky breath. The warmth of his palm grounded her, even as her toes curled against the cold hardwood.

Joe’s calloused fingers tightened just slightly around her wrist, his other hand rising to brush a sweat-damp curl from her forehead. The scent of sex still clung to them both, mingling with woodsmoke as Wendy’s frantic pulse thrummed against his palm. His thumb traced slow circles over her racing heartbeat, his voice a low rumble. "Dress is by the fireplace—left side. Smell like smoke, though."

Wendy’s breath hitched as she spotted the crumpled fabric half-hidden by the hearth’s shadow, one strap dangling precariously close to a glowing ember.

Wendy lunged for the dress, her bare feet slapping against the hardwood as she snatched it from the hearth’s edge. The fabric was warm from the fire, the delicate straps tangled in her trembling fingers as she shook it out with a frantic snap. A whiff of woodsmoke clung to the chiffon—musky and sweet beneath the sharper scent of sex still lingering on her skin.

Joe rolled off the bed in one fluid motion, his muscles taut as he reached for his discarded pants. His pants rasped against his thighs as he yanked them up, the button digging into his still-sensitive stomach when he fastened it.