Then right as I was getting comfortable with that position he made me get on top. He instructed me to dance and bounce my butt on his thang. When I sat on him I could feel it in my stomach. It damn near felt unnatural for him to be there. He was stretching me so far that I just knew that he had torn something.
“Bounce.” he demanded as he smacked my ass.
I wouldn't move. The pain had me traumatized. Deciding to get it popping, he moved in and out of me. He controlled my hips' movements, until I decided to work my hips on my own. Eventually, I found a rhythm that worked for me, and it started feeling good again. I could feel my center thumping. Right when the center was thumping, I felt him jerking while he was still in me. I didn't know what that was, so I kept bouncing until he was soft.
“Damn, girl. If I hadn’t just broken you in, I’d swear that I was fucking with a pro.” he laughed, as he squeezed me tightly.
I looked over at my alarm clock that read 2:59 a.m.
“Aint the club over with?” I panicked as I rolled off him, and onto the bed.
“Yeah, but they always go to the after-hours and your daddy likes going out on the north side, so they always get here around seven or later.” Jah explained.
“Oh.” I sighed, still feeling a little nervous, as we lay in bed naked.
“We stank.” he scrunched as he sniffed the air. “Let’s take a shower.”
I was not crazy about that idea. I had never been completely naked in front of any boy before, and now he wanted us to bathe together.
I slowly eased out of bed, feeling a little sore. I glanced back at the bed, and noticed blood on the sheets. My friends had mentioned that a few of them bled their first time, but I can't lie. It freaked me out a little. There was no turning back from that.
“It's okay. That supposed to happen.” Jah broke into my thoughts. “Come on.” he grabbed me. He didn't even give me time to protest, as he pulled me towards the bathroom. He was comfortable, as he moved around naked. His thang was swinging all over the place. Even though, it was smaller than it was a few minutes ago, it was still big as hell and I could not believe that I had had all that up in me.
“Get in, Sexy.” he instructed, as he slapped my butt, after he turned on the shower. He let me get in the front, as we both stood in the tub. He then grabbed me by the waist and kissed my neck. I was beginning to love his kisses. They were soft and juicy. He then placed both hands on my breasts and palmed them.
Seconds later, he had me leaning against the shower’s wall, headfirst. He went in me from behind, and I could feel his balls slapping against my coochie. He pumped inside of me for what seemed like forever. He was filling me up, stretching me out. I could hear my own wetness, and the sound was foreign. I thought that it was nasty, but he didn't care. He kept sliding in and out.
After almost an hour, I could feel him jerking again as he went soft.
“This is my pussy now.” He moaned softly in my ear, before he released me.
After that session, we bathed each other before getting out of the shower. I still couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that I was in a shower with a boy. He acted as though what we were doing was okay. I was a little more relaxed about my body at that point. Then I looked in the mirror and saw some huge problems staring me in the face. I had about five red marks on my neck and chest. He even managed to put one on my thigh, right near my coochie.
“Look what you did.” I told his ass, as I turned to face him.
His eyes roamed my body. “Damn, I didn’t mean to go that far. But it’ll be alright. Just put a cold spoon on the ones above your chest and wear your hair down.” he laughed, before he wrapped his arms around my waist. “Come on. Lay down with me for a minute. I wanna show you something.”
He led me back to my room where he gave me two more orgasms, and a huge stain on my sheets. With little effort he'd changed me in one night.
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I slept like a baby after my first time. My dreams were filled with images of Jahrein and our new-found relationship. I had to be smiling in my sleep, as I held my pillow a little tighter. I didn't even get out of bed, until three the next day. Even though, I had used a cold spoon on the passion marks, the ones on my neck werestill visible, so I unwrapped my hair and let it hang. I made sure to let some fall in the front of my neck.
I then walked into the living room where I saw this light-skinned girl, with shoulder length hair, sitting on the couch. I was thinking that maybe she was Red's cousin or something.
“Hey, sleepy head. You finally up, huh.” Red spoke.
“Yeah, I was tired.” I yawned, taking a long stretch.
Red started squinting her eyes then said, “Come here, Raven.” I walked closer to her. “Girl, your daddy gon kill you. What little boy you had sucking on your neck?”
My heart started beating extra fast. I didn’t know what to say.
“Um umm. Come on let us go put some make-up on this. I aint trying to have your daddy tearing up this house and going off on everybody in here.” Red said as she pulled me in the bathroom. I was thinking that she was gonna preach about the dangers of messing with boys, but she just put on the make-up and told me to be more careful.
When we walked back out the bathroom, I could hear the light-skinned chick talking. “Boy quit. I’ma tell your mama.” she whined, as Jah tickled her.
“Boy, leave that girl alone.” Red teased. “Oh Raven, this is Jah’s girlfriend, Ciara.”
