At last he stood up straight again. “Help me off with this?” He unbuttoned the top button on his shirt.
“I insist!” She kissed him again, and their lips stayed engaged while she undid all the other buttons and untucked his shirt from his pants, and unbuckled his belt. While she was at it, she felt him pulling her panties down. Though she found it a delightful rush to be naked while he was still almost fully clothed, she lost no time in pushing his shirt off around his shoulders and then pulling his t-shirt over his head. He embraced her again, and Faith was introduced to the delight of skin-on-skin. The sensation took her breath away.
Presently they were both wearing only their glasses. Faith couldn’t help laughing when she realized that. “To think I almost wore contacts tonight!”
“I’m glad you didn’t, you look beautiful with your glasses,” James said.
“Thank you! But I think it’s time we both take them off, don’t you?” She placed her hands on the legs of his glasses and, when he whispered his consent, she lifted them off. He responded in kind, and Faith somehow felt even more wonderfully vulnerable than she had a moment before. She gave some thought to telling James she was a virgin, but opted to keep that to herself unless he happened to ask.
He didn’t ask. He kissed her neck gently and cupped her buttocks in his hands and rubbed them playfully. His erection bobbed around between her thighs and she loved the fleeting touches so close but yet so far from her pussy, which he hadn’t touched yet. With every nibble on her neck and every brush with his cock, she was longing more for him to do so.
When Faith was persuaded he wasn’t going to go any further on his own, she pulled back from him and lay back on her bed. “Don’t be shy,” she said, and she spread her legs wide and held out her arms.
“You make it hard to be shy,” James grinned.
“Looks like I make it hard, period,” Faith snickered.
James joined in on her laughter and climbed onto the bed and onto Faith. “To think you looked so innocent downstairs!”
“Aren’t we always the most dangerous ones?” She took him in both her hands and guided him inside her. In the heat of the beautiful moment, she let it slip. “Oh, that’s even better than I imagined!”
“You’re a virgin?”
“Not anymore!” She hoped that would be the end of it.
And it was. James went at it slowly at first, and Faith found herself responding in ways she’d never imagined. She’d seen enough movies to know women always seemed to make a lot of noise, but since when did Hollywood get anything right?
Evidently they had in fact gotten that much right, for Faith found herself utterly unable to resist moaning and gasping out loud with the sensation. The loss of control only made her want even more.
James saw to it that she got even more. He picked up the pace, and the rising intensity had Faith gasping for breath and grunting loud enough to worry about being overheard next door — until she remembered her neighbors were up to the same thing. The realization that some of the others probably weren’t doing it at all flashed through her mind. But with James’ gentle touch on her and in her, Faith couldn’t bring herself to care.
“Are you close?” James’ own voice was as lusty as Faith sounded.
“I think so!” She could barely get the words out.
With that he flailed at her even harder and faster, and to her surprise she loved every thrust more than the last. When she felt her orgasm nearing, her moans grew rhythmic and more intense. “Oh. Oh! Onhhh…Ohhhhhh…” At the big moment she went silent and threw her arms around him, and squeezed him for dear life as she came. “Thank you!” she whispered when she could catch her breath again.