I was in her, but only part way, and seeing it wasn’t very comfortable for her, I again leaned up, and giving her a kiss I asked, “Are you okay?”
Melissa did smile, but kept her eyes closed, and seeing her simply nod, I kissed her and deliberately pushed hard into her. I couldn’t believe how tight she was, and when I slowly tried to fuck her, she reached up, and pushing on my chest, she hastily told me, “Stop!”
It was obvious that it hurt, and seeing that Melissa had opened her eyes, I stopped, and pulled out a little. She did smile and when she took a deep breath, I asked, “Do you want to stop?”
Of course, I didn’t want to stop, and after a brief pause, she shook her head slightly. Smiling, I gave her a kiss and then told her, “Try to relax.”
Giving a subtle nod, she took another deep breath, and as we kissed, I tried to push into her. I knew it hurt and when she again tried to pull away, I continued to hold her, as we kissed. Melissa again asked me to stop, and looking at each other, I again told her, “Try relax.”
Melissa now pushing on my chest, I knew she wanted me to stop, but realizing I needed to just keep going, I slowly started moving my cock in and out, trying to fuck her. She had moved her hand down and grabbing my sides, it felt as though she went limp. It did worry me, but feeling that she had actually loosened up a little, I knew she was just trying to relax.
Looping my hands under her arms, and kissing her, I pulled her close, trying to concentrate. I wanted to cum and knowing she had never done this before, I tried to hurry before she again stopped me. It really felt good, and almost immediately I was close, but Melissa again reached up and pushing on me, she asked me to stop in an out of breath voice. I tried to keep going, I didn’t want to stop, but when she seemed to tense up, I eventually did.
She continued to push on me, and feeling her squirm a little, I tried to hold her. She was still breathing hard, and looking at her, I asked, “Are you okay?”
It again made her smile, and seeing her blush as we looked at each other, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, I knew she was okay. Smiling, I kissed her, and pushing into her again, she gasped as I started to fuck her again. She was definitely wet now, but was still really tight, and wanting to cum, I tried to hurried, feeling she might make me stop.
I was going to cum, I was close, and when I kissed her, continuing to concentrate, Melissa wrapped her legs around mine, hugging me.
I didn’t say anything, instead I focused on wanting to cum, and after giving a few deliberate thrust, I pushed into her and holding her I said, “I’m gonna cum.”
Out of breath, I held her close and as my cock started jerking inside her, Melissa moved her hands down to my sides, and pushing on me she said, “Stop!”
She must have felt my cock pulsating faintly inside her, and realizing I had cum, she hastily tried to wiggle free. Trying to hold her still, telling her now to stop, I think shocked her, and as I started to again fuck her, moving my cock in and out, she seemed to become a little upset, but it was too late.
It really felt good to cum, and out of breath, I looked at her, and smiling, I gave her a kiss. She still seemed upset and when she didn’t reciprocate, I reached down, and pulling out, I grabbed my cock, squeezing the last little bit of cum out inside her.
Moving my hands to her sides, holding her, I slid down, and leaning back on my knees, I kissed her stomach. I could feel cum continuing to dribble out of me onto the sheets, and looking up at her I asked, “Are you okay?”
I could tell she was troubled about what had happened, and seeing her looking at me wide eyed, knowing that I had cum inside her, she seemed close to tears. Moving up, holding her, trying to console her, I told her, “Don’t worry.”
Giving me a subtle nod, she took a deep breath and as I leaned back kneeling, I looked down. I could see that cum was oozing out of her, and seeing that her pussy was kind of red and her inner lips were pulled out, I thought, “Oh my god.”
Rolling off her, patting her thigh, I again tried to put her mind at ease. Melissa still seemed scared and when I suggested, “Maybe you want to go use the bathroom,” she hesitated but eventually though got off the bed. Covering her crotch with one had, she hurried into the bathroom, and quickly closing the door behind her, I sat there, worrying.
She was in there for what seemed like forever, but eventually as the door opened, I watched her come out. She was wrapped in a towel and as she stepped back into the bedroom I asked, “Everything okay?”
Melissa still looked to be upset and when she said, “I think I need to get going,” I knew it was over.
Getting off the bed, I moved over to where she was standing and when I tried to hug her, she backed away. I didn’t want it to end this way, but realizing it was, I started to get dressed. Melissa in turn gathered up her clothes, and with the towel still wrapped around her, she took them back into the bathroom.
Without hesitation, I quickly finished getting dress and sitting there, I waited. Melissa eventually came out and standing I asked, “Do you wanta get going?”
I knew she did, I didn’t have to ask, but she smiled and nodding said, “Yea.”
Grabbing my keys, and heading out, I gave her some space, but in the car I reached over and touching her thigh I asked, “Where do we need to go?”
Looking down at my hand, she was hesitant but eventually gave me direction. It was dark now, and when I pulled down her street, she had me stop a little ways away. Putting the car in park, I looked over and before I could ask if I could call her, she immediately got out of the car and told me, “I’m going to walk by myself.”
“Oh man,” I thought, but smiling, I said, “Okay.”
She smiled too, and when she told me, “I had a good time,” I reached over, hoping she’d take mine before leaving, but she didn’t.
Staying in the car, she closed the door and as I watched her head up the street toward her house and I saw her head up the driveway, I did a u-turn, heading back to my relatives’ house. Being with Melissa, I felt was an awesome experience, but it was over shadowed by the ending. I hoped we might get together again, but realized it was probably never going to happen.
The next day, on my way home, I did drive by her house, hoping I might see her, but she wasn’t outside and there was no way I was going up to the door. I have continued to think about her, and really hope I’ll run into her again next time I’m up there, but right now all I have is the memory of the time I spent with her.