To the Apartment

“Not here” you managed to moan out and the man took his hands off you. You turned around and watched him tuck his dick back into his pants before grabbing your hand and leading you away. He took you to his speeder and you noticed the bench seat in the back of it. Upon seeing this you are tempted to just say ‘screw it’ and fuck him here in his car, the throbbing need in your loins so great that even a short drive seemed almost too much. You rub his cock through his trousers as the speeder took flight before lazily floating towards a landing platform on the side of a nearby building.

“See? Close by after all” the man says, grinning as he hopped out. You follow the man, both of you practically running as you pet each other. You arrive at his door and, while he’s busy with the door code, you stick a hand down his pants and stroke his cock. The door slides open and the man pushes you in, keeping his hands on you so you don’t fall. You undo the strap on your blaster’s holster while the man rips your jacket off. You tug your trousers down, taking your panties with them as the man rips his own clothing off.

The man is done undressing before you could even start on your shirt, striding forward and picking you up. You giggle as he carries you to his bed and drops you on it. The man climbs in after you and grabs the hem of your shirt, pulling it off you along with your bra and leaving you naked before him. He lowers his mouth to one breast and begins running his tongue around your areola. You moan as the tingles run through you, snaking an arm around his head and sending another down between your legs. The man pulls back and grins, grabbing your hands and pulling them away, pinning them to the bed. The man kisses you, lodging his tongue down your throat and rubs his cock against your snatch. You moan into his mouth and the man takes this as a sign, pulling back and letting go of your hands. The man grabs your legs and spreads them, taking the time to observe your snatch as you lay there panting. You whine at the man’s lack of action, letting him know you want him inside of you. The man chuckles before positioning his shaft at your entrance. You feel the pressure against you as your folds stretch to accommodate him. As the man begins pushing in, you wince, your snatch stretching too far. You screw your eyes shut and wonder at that, he didn’t seem thick enough to make you feel like a virgin on entry.

“Fuck me you’re tight!” the man grunted as you realise what has happened. “Wait, you’re a virgin?!” the man asked as he slid in, the pain was replaced with an electric thrill as the man finally **** his way in causing you to moan at the sensation of fullness.

“Not any more” you say with a grin, bucking your hips in the hopes it jogs him into action. The man chuckled before moving, pistoning his shaft into you slowly at first, but building up speed. You grab your breasts, tweaking your nippiles as the man plowed you, moaning from the tingles shooting through you and the build up of pleasure in your core. Finally, you reached the threshold, the build up of pleasure having reached its zenith. You stumble over into orgasm, crying your euphoria out as the electricity shot through you. A short eternity later, you settle back into the bed, the throbbing cock still inside of you and pumping away, albeit slowly.

“Looks like someone’s on a hair trigger” the man grinned.

“It’s my first time, give me a break” you mutter tiredly. You could fix that issue but decide against it. The man started back up again, but it didn’t feel quite so good this time, perhaps because he’d already stretched you out enough. “Wait” you call out and the man stopped with a frown. You make to turn yourself over and the man pulls out. You almost moan at the loss of fullness but managed to stifle it long enough to turn over onto your stomach. You get your knees under you and wrap your arms around the pillow, sticking your arse in the air while pressing your tits into the bed. A chuckle from behind you tells you that the man understands. You spread your legs out as much as you can while still keeping your arse in the air, a feat helped along when the man grabs your hips and takes their weight. You feel the pressure on your snatch again, this time there's no pain as you are stretched out, just an electric jolt running through you and a sensation of fullness, greater this time, now that you are stretching inner folds out from a different angle. You moan as the man hits your G-spot and you are lost into a sea of pleasure as the man begins pumping away. You could only moan as the intense pleasure built up, electric shocks jolting through your spine on every thrust as the man hit your sweet spot. The build up was rapid and intense. Soon, you were at the edge of euphoric release once more, tiding over the edge with a scream of ecstasy.

When you came down from your high, you noticed that again, the pleasure in your core was building up. You are moaning again in mere moments as the man carried on. Thoughts went out the window as you focused on the sensations, the throbbing shaft stretching you out, the shocks of your sweet spot being hit. You managed a brief moment of clarity and got an arm underneath you. You began rubbing two digits against your clit and the thrills immediately sent you over the edge once more, this time the pillow muffled your cries.

When you had finally come down from your orgasm, you noticed the loss of support on your hips. Your tired legs slipped out from under you as something hot and wet splashed against your back.

“That was hot” you heard the man comment from above you. “You looked like you really needed that” he added and you suspected he was grinning. You didn’t respond, you just closed your eyes and let the afterglow take you.

It was only an hour that you spent sleeping off your ordeal. You got up and stretched yourself out with a moan, getting the kinks out of your muscles before searching for the man’s shower. You didn’t bother checking to see if he was awake or anything. A nice hot shower after such an activity was just what you needed, loosening everything up and easing that dull, satisfying ache you had from losing your virginity. You returned to the man’s bedroom where your clothes were scattered about and noticed the man laying on his bed and watching you. You put a hand on your hip and cock it as you watched the man blatantly check you out.

“Like what you see?” you ask with a smile.

“Very much so” the man said, his member hardening in agreement. You think about that for a moment, an extra round wouldn’t hurt but you did just have three or so orgasms.

Stay for round two? Or head on out?