Thread: Culture Clash (DaddyIsHere and TerraFirma)

terrafirma said He seemed to enjoy it too. Only a few seconds after I came, I heard his raspy grunt as he emptied a new load of his cum across my face. I gasped, but was smiling. Poking out my tongue, I licked around my mouth then sighed contentedly. And there I lay, spent from the first orgasm I ever shared with anybody, covered all over in Max's cum and relishing the feeling of...everything. Click to expand... MAX So, I keep saying all of these superlatives 'most amazing', 'hottest', 'most beautiful', but you know what, all of those are true. I won't take one back one word that I say about Ambreen. That first time was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. So - to use the term 'hottest', watching Ambreen pleasure herself or 'jill off' as I've heard it put was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. I could have watched her doing that for hours, days even. The way her body practically rippled with pleasure, the look on her face, the way her fingers worked her clit and pussy... Oh - My - God! And then when she turned into a wild thing, grinding herself on my leg and sucking me off again ! Oh my god. I didn't get soft. Not one iota. My cock was fully at attention and reporting for duty right away. I was so tempted to just take her right there on the floor, but it just felt wrong. This was about to be our first time - the first for both of us. If I had a choice, it would have been in a fancy hotel room with canopied bed. Since we didn't have that, I took her hand and pulled her up to the bed. I let her lay down on her back and then I placed myself in between her legs. Laying down on top of her felt so right. I took her hands in mine, sort of pinning them gently back against the mattress, and I kissed her tenderly. I moved my hips up and, surprisingly, found my way to her hot, moist opening. I say surprisingly, because it was my first time, but Ambreen and I have always had this amazing chemistry. We just move with each other in a natural way. Whether it's the way her arm slips into mine when we're walking, or my fingers find hers when we hold hands, or... more stuff. But, I'm getting a little ahead of myself, I think. So, I was there , ready to move into her. I kissed her tenderly. We looked into each others' eyes, me into her brown eyes that were like timeless, endless, bottomless abyss I wanted to fall into and never leave. She was looking into my blue eyes that I hoped reflected how much I cared about her at that moment. We hesitated then, stunned at the meaning of what we were about to do. Are you ready? I whispered. She could only do the nod again, her lower lip caught gently between her teeth. You tell me if it's too much, I said. I pushed slowly. I think, as a guy, there's that idea that the hymen will be like this brick wall or something, but it wasn't like that. I could feel it resisting, but also slowly giving away. She winced a bit but gave a tiny nod for me to keep going. I pushed a bit harder and felt the first real resistance but I kept going and then 'pop' , my cock suddenly slid all the way in as her maidenhead gave way. Ambreen gave out a tiny cry and her back arched from the pain. Her hands gripped mine fiercely as she gave another pained moan. I'm not going to lie, it was STUNNINGLY arousing. I'd just been given her most precious thing. To feel her body shuddering in pain as I took her virginity and hear her pained gasps is an experience that will be burned into my mind forever. I was concerned, too. Are you alright? I asked. Too much? I just... she whispered. Just stay there for a little while, and yes it's too much, but too much of everything . Too much hurt, but too much wonderful too. Oh Max, you feel so good inside of me. There were a couple of tears rolling down her cheeks. I didn't want to let go of her hands, so I did the only thing I could think of. I kissed away her tears. Even today, I can still taste her salty tears on my lips. I stayed there without moving for a while and kissed her tenderly. Our fingers were still locked together and I felt almost like we were suspended there. One part of us was laying there in a simple dorm room bed, the other part of us was somewhere else... suspended in beauty and frozen in a perfect place in time. We couldn't stay frozen forever though, and it was Ambreen who broke the reverie. Her hips slowly rolled and caused my cock to slide a bit inside of her. Oh my god. We both said it at the same time. Then we both laughed. God, do I remember that laugh. The reason I remember it is because I was inside of Ambreen. I'd never felt someone laugh, not like that. Her tight, hot walls were wrapped around me and I could literally feel her laughing through my cock. We both smiled and I kissed her again and it was my turn to move. There are no words to do justice to the way her moist pussy felt around me. Like any teenaged guy, I'd certainly done my share of masturbating and fantasizing about what it might be like, but my imagination could not have concocted the bliss I had just entered. I began moving slowly and I moaned from the ecstasy of the sensations bombarding my body. Of course, her tender warmth wrapped around me was perfect, but it all added up. Her hands in mine, her big tits squeezed against my chest, even the touch of her thighs against my legs was perfection. Every nerve in my body felt like it had been switched into overdrive. Does it... does it really feel good to you? asked Ambreen, almost nervously. Are you kidding? I said. To punctuate my words I thrust a bit harder, a bit deeper. Why aren't there words to accurately describe the sounds we make during sex. Right then, the sound Ambreen made was something along the lines of aannghhff. It was a good sound. I pulled out a bit more and back in. Aannghhff. or something that from Ambreen. My noise was more like just a low breathmoan. We began moving together... it was like a dance, a wonderful, sensuous dance. Our bodies reacted to each other so quickly, I'm still surprised that it was our first time, how well our bodies found the perfect rhythms. I was moving my cock in and out of her and it was like my body knew the point where to go slower, or faster, or deeper. And Ambreen's hips! Can we talk about her hips for a little while? Ambreen's hips move as if they have their own nervous system. The way she rolls them and lifts them. Holy shit! I don't want to be stereotypical here and make the belly dancer reference about a brown girl - but if you've ever seen a really good belly dancer, or the best Bollywood dancers, and the way their hips just suggest so many evocative things. Let's just say that Ambreen's hips could teach the best dancer in the world a lot. I soon let go of her hands and let my hands explore other places. I moved a little to the side and one of my hands was able to find its way to her breast while the other cupped her cheek as I kissed her. Our pace slowed, but it was almost more intense. Oh Ambreen, I moaned. Oh Ambreen I kept repeating her name again and again, it was the most beautiful word in the world to me at that moment it still is, but again, I get ahead of myself. Her moans continued, too. There were several times where her body shook and she gripped at my back - but I don't think it's my place to tell you whether she had an orgasm or not. She'll be honest with you, she'll tell you. Our slow pace grew to a faster pace and we were soon sweating together as I worked my entire length in and out of her with greater and greater fervor. Somehow, I didn't cum, but we did have to stop for a little while, exhausted. Why haven't we done this before? I said. This is really good, this sex thing. It was then that occurred to me that I hadn't yet, quite taken her. Maybe you'd disagree with me, but when I think of the phrase 'taking a woman', I think of taking her from behind. I'd watched my share of adult vids, and there was just something about the sight of a guy pounding a girl doggy style... and of the different look the girl's usually had on their faces. I was a bit reluctant to leave her, but I did. It was a sad moment when I felt myself leave her for that first time, but I knew it wouldn't be for long. Get up, I ordered her. Get on your hands and knees for me. I sure didn't get any argument. She was quickly up on an her hands and knees, facing away from me. This time, I did have a bit of a problem. I tried finding my way, but couldn't quite get my cock in. My beautiful Ambreen was more than willing to help though, and her elegant hand snaked down between her legs to guide me perfectly into the place I was already missing so much. I moved in slowly at first, but the angle... well, I'll just say it was fucking perfect. There was something different about this way. Lying on top of her, I had felt everything, every place where our bodies touched. Now the sensation was much more isolated. Now it was just cock, and pussy. I slid slowly in, deeper and deeper and my god did her tender, tight sheath feel good around me. I was aware of every tiny ridge and nuance inside of her. Then, my hips finally met her ass and she gasped as I bottomed out inside of her. I pulled back and this time I pushed in faster. Hips, meet ass. Holy... Fuck! It felt so good. Back out and back in again. Oh god, Max I remember her moaning. What are you doing to me? I started pounding her in earnest. Somehow, my right hand found its way to her hair and I gripped tight, yanking back on her head and using it for leverage to pull myself back in. She was moaning well, almost screaming with every collision. This was taking her. I was loving the visual aspect of this way. Her body truly rippled with the shockwaves of each collision. I could even see her amazing tits swaying back and forth with our bodies' motions. Oh Fuck! I remember crying out. That's when I suddenly realized it. We weren't making love. There are times that you make love, and times you have sex - but there are often times that there is no other word but 'fuck' to describe the action. We - were - fucking! I loved the idea... and even more, I wanted to hear Ambreen say it. I wanted to hear that nasty word spilling out of the same lips that had sucked my cock. I stopped moving and then fell down, resting on her back and lowering my lips to her ear. Do you like this, Ambreen? Mm hmm, came the soft whimper. Do you like it when I fuck you? She could only nod. It was hot, seeing her nod from above her. Then ask for it, I said. Beg me for it Ambreen. Beg me to fuck you. I'll let her tell you how she responded.