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Subject: {ASSM} Dance of a Lifetime 11--Feels Like The First Time (011/100+) (mf rom oral m-first)
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Dance of a Lifetime 11
Feels Like The First Time
by Frank Downey
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Warren approached Sophia's house and took a deep breath. He had
spent a completely unsettled day at school. He couldn't stop
thinking about that note. His only saving grace was that Biology
was last period, and he had calmed down a bit, knowing that the
day was almost over, and aced the quiz. Then he went home, and
ate. Now he was here.

He opened the door. Except for one light in the entranceway, the
downstairs was dark. The steps, which led up from the entrance,
were lit. Ah well, he thought, here goes nothing.

"Soph?" he called, just to make sure.

"Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo?" he heard from the top
of the stairs. He couldn't help but smile at that, and bounced up
the stairs. To the right, first door on the left. There it was.
He went in.

......and stopped dead in his tracks.

Sophia was sitting on her bed, propped up on a pillow. Her hair
was down, loose around her shoulders**2014**she didn't often wear
it that way, but knew Warren liked it. She was wearing a pink
babydoll teddie that was just about see-through, and barely
reached her hips**2014**and nothing else except for a pair of
pink panties. 
Her breasts were clearly visible through the slight fabric. She
was slightly flushed, had an endearing twinkle in her eye, and a
slight smile on her face.He could see her nearly porcelain skin
on her legs and arms, framed on her arms by her jet-black hair.
She wasn't wearing any makeup, which to Warren enhanced the whole
effect.  Warren felt a little out of breath.

"WOW," was all he could get out.

"You like?"

"That's an understatement."

Well come on over here and show me how much you like!"

"Waitaminnit. I'm in shock. Let me catch my breath." He took a
deep breath and looked around. "I've never been in your room
before." He looked at the posters on her walls. "Hmm. Paul
McCartney, Nomar Garciaparra, and Bourne and Kraatz. Goodtaste."

Sophia smiled at him. "Who's on yours?"

He smiled back. "John Lennon, Pedro Martinez, and Nicole Bobek."
They both laughed.

"Well," Sophia said, "We've firmly established we both like
Beatles, baseball, and figure skating. So. Got your breath back,
yet?"

"I think so."

"Then GET OVER HERE!" He did, and sat next to her on the bed. 

"Sophia Daniels, you have got to be the most beautiful creature I
have ever seen."

"So, Warren Kelleher, tell me. Do I turn you on?"

"Most of me is very turned on."

"Only most? What about the rest?"

"The rest.......is terrified."

"Terrified?" Sophia laughed softly. "Why?"

"Because I'm completely inexperienced at this. I knew this day
was coming, and part of me has been dreading it. I don't have a
clue what I'm doing. I......I'm worried that I won't know what to
do, how to do it, that I won't be able to make you happy. And
saying this is very embarrassing."

Sophia laughed again. "Silly boy. Just the fact that you are even
worried about making me happy proves to me that I have nothing to
worry about. Most guys couldn't give a shit. Warren, with or
without this, I love you. I love you soooo much. That's why I
knew I wanted to do this."

Warren smirked at her. "That, plus you're horny."

Sophia laughed. "There is that. Don't for a minute tell me you're
not."

"Well, if I wasn't before-which I was-I most certainly am now."

"Look, Warren, you want to be a doctor, right?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sure you have a firm grasp on the anatomy."

"Well, yeah, but........."

"And, knowing you, you probably have a good idea on which
specific parts of the anatomy that I might like you to explore a
little bit, right?"

"Yeah. But that's all abstract."

"Time to practice in real life, then. Warren, I'm all yours.
That's the bottom line. I'm yours, to do what you want with. And
I know it'll be wonderful." She grabbed his head and pulled him
in close, and kissed him. Then he whispered in his ear, "Romeo,
my dear heart.....just go on instinct." And kissed him again.

They held the kiss, and Warren made a decision. He snaked his
hand underneath the teddie, and let his fingers run all along
Sophia's left breast. As the kiss got longer and deeper, Warren's
hand was touching and prodding Sophia's breast and nipple. Warren
moved his lips from Sophia and lightly kissed her neck, while he
continued his ministrations on her breast.

His free hand reached down and pulled the teddie up, and Sophia
helped him get it over her head and off. He kissed down from her
neck, down her chest, and started gently nibbling on her right
breast while his hand continued on her left.

Sophia's breathing got more and more labored. The blush on her
face, readily apparent because she had a very pale complexion,
spread down to her chest. And Warren kept gently sucking,
nibbling, and touching.
Her breasts had never, ever, gotten this much attention.

"My God," she said softly in a low voice, "I could get really,
really used to this."

"I'm doing OK, then?"

"Look at me. You have to ask? Shit, you've been at this for
twenty minutes. I'm used to being done in twenty minutes. Wham,
bam, thank-you-ma'am. No, dear heart, this is heavenly."

"I'm not going too slow, am I?"

"I am not complaining. Oh God am I not complaining. My boobs are
on fire right now. You just keep doing what you're doing. I told
you-go on instinct."

He did. He continued his magic with his lips on her breast, but
she noticed his  hand gently slipping down her stomach and  over
her hip. And then under her panties. She quickly reached down and
threw them off, provoking a giggle from Warren. He slipped his
hand in between her legs.

Slow. Oh, he was deliciously slow, thought Sophia. He was still
paying attention to her breasts, but his other hand was gently
tracing and slipping around her pussy lips. Sophia could not
believe how good this was. She was sopping wet. Then he slipped
two fingers in-still slowly, still gently-and snaked them into
her dripping pussy. And then he curled them, and hit her g-spot
dead on.

Sophia gasped, sharply. Warren chuckled and said, "Got it right,
I'd take it?" All Sophia could muster for a reply was a long
"Ooooooooooohhhhhh". Warren continued massaging her pussy, and
then took his thumb and started rubbing her clit.

Sophia jumped. "Ayeeeeeeeeeee!" Warren started his fingers in and
out, slowly, gently, making sure to keep her clit underneath his
thumb. Sophia's breathing grew more and more labored. The labored
breaths turned to groans, which in turn changed to strangled
little yelps. And they gave way to a low, keening wail:

"OhGoddon'tstopdon'tstoppleasepleasepleasedon'tstopdon'tstopohGod
ohGoddon'tstopdon'tstop....."

Warren didn't stop.

Sophia's wails became sharper, and higher, and then-she threw her
head back into the pillow, arched her back, ground her pussy into
Warren's hand......and SCREAMED.

And kept screaming, for a good twenty seconds, while her pussy
spasmed violently around Warren's fingers. She finally stopped
screaming, and fell back on the bed, desperately gasping for
breath. Warren withdrew his hand, and lied down beside her. He
had nicknamed her Wild Woman some time ago, before they fell in
love, in reference to her crazy lifestyle. As he looked at his
flushed, gasping, glowing girlfriend, he found a whole new
meaning for the name.

"Oh my God in heaven," Sophia finally gasped. "What did you do to
me?"

"You like?" he teased.

"Warren. Oh my God, Warren. I came."

"Yeah, I figured that, considering you shattered three windows
and damn nearly broke my two fingers."

"Warren. You don't understand." A pause, and then more softly,
"That was the first time."

"Excuse me?"

"The first time I ever came. Well, with another person in the
bed, anyway"

"You're joking."

"Nope. You just gave your vastly more experienced girlfriend her
very first non-self-induced orgasm. And this one beat any of
*those* all to hell."

"Wow."

"Wow, my dear Romeo, is the understatement of the century.
How.....what....I mean, how did you do that? How did you learn to
do that? You sure you've never done that before?"

"No, I've never done that before. And you guessed right,
before-anatomy textbooks."

"That's the where, not the how."

"Actually, there's something you don't know about me."

"What?" Sophia asked warily.

"I'm a musician. I sing."

"OK." Sophia said, confused.

"I also play guitar, and a little piano."

"OK."

"I'm a good guitar player. Good dexterity, nice touch-just all
around good hands."

"Ah," Sophia said with a smile, getting it now.

"So, I figured-G string, G spot, what's the difference?"

Sophia laughed. "Whatever, it worked. Oh BOY did it work."

"That was really the first one?"

"Yeah," Sophia smiled sweetly. "If you had stopped, I would have
strangled you."

"How could I stop? You were wailing `don'tstopdon'tstopdon'tstop'
at me."

"My goodness, was I saying that out loud?"

"You sure were."

"I'm very glad you listen to your girlfriend."

"Well you threw in a bit of `pleasepleaseplease' in there, too.
So you were polite about it."

They both laughed, and then Sophia sat up and looked at Warren in
mock exasperation. "And look at you, now! I'm all ready to pay
you back, and you've got entirely too many clothes on!" Warren
laughed and reached for his pants. "No, darling, you get the
shirt. I will take care of what's in here." She unhooked the
button, unzipped his pants, and pulled them down. Then she
quickly discarded his boxers-and Warren sprung to attention.

"Wow. Warren, you're big."

"Am I?"

"Oh, yeah. I definitely like this. Payback time," she said.
Whereupon Sophia proceeded to give Warren his first blowjob.


After the blowjob, Warren's member needed a little rest, so he
went down on Sophia. "First time for that, too," Sophia
commented. "Lots of guys think it's gross."

"I'm not lots of guys," Warren replied, and proceeded to lick,
suck, and nibble the dumbstruck girl to her second orgasm.

Warren climbed up beside her and held her against his chest while
she caught her breath. "Oh my. You are magical. I can't believe
this, I just can't believe this." Sophia closed her eyes, and
then looked into his, with a little smirk on her face. "And
you-you were worried about satisfying me. Little did you know."

"I didn't know. It's all instinct."

"Your instincts, dear heart, are gold plated." She inched her
face up to his, looked into his eyes, and said, "Warren Kelleher,
I want you in me, and I want you in me right now."

"Ah. This is the worrisome part."

"Why? I'm on the pill, you know."

"You mentioned that at one point. But that's not what I meant."

"Hey. Follow your instincts. They've been just fine so far."

"My instincts fail me."

Sophia chuckled. "OK. You've done all the work so far, anyway. So
I'm going to follow my instincts. OK?"

"OK."

"You aren't the type that always has to be in control in bed?"

"Since this is my first time in bed, how would I know?" They both
laughed. "Try me."

"OK." Sophia swung her leg around and climbed on top of him so
she was straddling him. "I've always wanted to try this." She
lifted up, and lined the tip up with her opening. "I've never
done it this way." She started to ease him in her, and then sank
part way down. "Oh my. You are bigger than I'm used to. I'm going
to have to get used to this." She stopped for a minute.

Warren groaned softly. "You like?" Sophia asked. Warren nodded.
"You don't mind, me taking over like this?"

"No. Not at all."

 "Good" She sank all the way down, and groaned. "Oooooooh. Oh
my," 

Warren reached up, put his arms around her neck, and pulled her
in. "Congratulations, dear heart of mine," Sophia whispered,
"you're not a virgin anymore." Then she lifted up off of him, and
brought herself back down. 

Fifteen minutes later, desperately close to another orgasm,
Sophia realized something. In a breathy moan, she said to Warren,
"Not...supposed....to last so long.....on first time!"

Warren, who was equally close, blurted out, "Blowjob took the
edge off....."

Sophia giggled, then plopped down hard on him. Her legs were
almost completely gone, but it didn't matter**2014**she came,
magnificently, with another careening scream. Her spasming,
buckling pussy was enough to bring Warren to his own orgasm.

A long few minutes later, Sophia was curled up in Warren's arms,
sprawled out on top of him. Warren had finally got his breath
back, and he had quietly slipped out of Sophia. He was just
holding her tight, lost in the moment.

And then he realized something.

She was crying.

"Soph?"

She just snuggled into him tighter.

"Soph, are you OK?"

"Oh, I'm more than OK," she sniffled.

"Are you crying?"

"Yeah. A little. This night has been a
bit.....overwhelming....and I suppose I lost it a little bit."

"I thought I might have hurt you."

"Oh, God, no. Just the opposite, dear heart. You should be very
proud of yourself. Not many guys get to make their girlfriends
scream and cry during sex. And in the same night, even."

Warren laughed. "There's a song I like, by Dire Straits, very
beautiful song. And one of the lines in it is, `When we made
love, you used to cry.'"

Sophia giggled. "You'll have to play it for me sometime. What's
it called?"

Warren grinned broadly. "Romeo and Juliet."

Sophia looked at him. "Really? Well that seems to be the theme of
the day, doesn't it?"

She fell silent for a second.

Then she said, "Warren, do you regret this?"

"What? No. Not even a little bit. Why?"

"Well......now that it's over......I'm kind of feeling that I
rushed you."

"You did, a little. I would never have made this move, this
early. But understand one thing; if I didn't want to be rushed,
if I didn't agree with being rushed, you never would have been
able to rush me."

"OK. But...well.....did you enjoy it?"

"Oh you betcha. Are you kidding? I just don't scream as loudly as
you do."

They both laughed. Sophia said, "I must say, that I felt a little
guilty. Never had an orgasm before, and then I end up having more
than the guy I'm with!"

"Don't sweat that. Wee Willie down there wouldn't be up for
another go-round even if the rest of me were. Actually, I
thoroughly enjoyed watching you get off. Good to know that I'm
good at it."

"Oh, dear heart, you are way more than merely `good at it'. I
feel thoroughly shattered." She paused. "You know what? It's a
really, really good thing that I was madly in love with you
before we ever did this."

"Why?"

"Because I might otherwise be tempted to convince myself I was in
love with you, even if I weren't, just to get more of this!"

"You know what? I might be a hopelessly inexperienced Prep Boy
naif, but I know this-it wouldn't have been anywhere near this
good if we weren't truly in love."

Sophia thought about that one. "You don't think sex and love are
different things?"

"Yeah, they're different things. But if you keep them separate,
neither is as good. That's what I think. Look, I didn't have sex
tonight. I had sex with you. You've had other lovers. Tell me
that didn't make a difference."

"You might be right. Look, I know I love you. Sex doesn't change
that, unless it makes it better. But I don't know if what
happened to me was more because I love you, or more because
you're just good."

"You want to know a secret? The first time, with my fingers?
Towards the end, my hand was just about to fall off. It still
hurts. I have guitar muscles in my fingers**2014**they're in a
different position with what I was doing tonight. Different
muscles. They were screaming at me."

Sophia looked at him, wide eyed. "Why didn't you stop?"

Warren smiled. "Because you were moaning,
`don'tstopdon'tstopdon'tstop'!" Sophia looked a little sheepish.
Warren continued, "Heck, I might be inexperienced, but I'm not
hopelessly clueless. I knew why that was coming out of your
mouth. I knew you were close. And I was going to stop? Because of
a little pain in my hand? No fucking way. But that wasn't just
sex, or just good technique on my part, that was love. I didn't
know, at the time, that it was your first-but I knew you were at
the edge, and I wanted to see you go over it. Because I love
you."

"Oh."

"And it was worth it. I will keep a picture in my mind, for as
long as I live, of the look on your face when you came. I will
treasure that for a long, long time. And that's love, too. And, I
don't care how good I am-I don't think just good sex would have
made you cry."

And Sophia sank into Warren's arms and started crying again.
Warren went on, "And you know what? Before we made love, when you
offered to take over for me because I was apprehensive? That was
love, too."

Sophia looked up at him through her tears, and smiled. "You're
right. Yes, I wanted you because I wanted you**2014**but all I
could think of was making this easier on this dear, sweet love of
my life.And the crying, too. And now I can't stop crying."

"Y'see? Sophia, I love you so much. I have never loved you more
than I do right now."

"I love you too, Warren."

"Thank you for an absolutely perfect first time."

Sophia looked at him, smiling. "Thank you for my first time. Sort
of!"

They stayed there, kissing and cuddling, for quite a long time.

--end of chapter--


 







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