Nate revealed his gloriously chiseled torso to me, and I don’t know why the cut of a man appealed to me quite so much but it did.

Reaching under my dress I hooked a finger into my tights and my panties and drew them down, all the way down my legs and off my feet until I was bared to him.

I crooked my finger towards my man, drawing me to him and then gripping and spinning him onto his back. Straddling him once more I slid down his body until I was hovering above him, feeling his cock pressing at my entrance and teasing me.

Everything went silent and quiet and serious. The giggling and the laughter faded away and it was just us isolated on his bed.

I lowered myself onto him, feeling him press into me and spread me open. My body felt tight and tense, my whole being clenching as I felt him slip inside of me and press me apart.

I was being split apart. Gasping and pulling my arms in tight around me I quivered on top of him. Fuck he was big and this all felt like so much to me. I knew this was significant, the first time I was with a man and everything like that but honestly all I could think was how tight my chest felt, how much I felt like bursting as I concentrated on slowly but surely bouncing on him to take more and more of his cock into me.

Then I felt my thighs press against his body and realized he was inside of me. Fully and completely.

Looking down I saw the eyes of a man filled with concern for me. Concerned with his lover. Wanting her to be happy.

I smiled at him, a smile that was relief and pleasure all at once. I had done it, taken the man who meant so much to me inside of me and felt him in me fully. It was the completion of a dream I’d had for so long, a dream that I’d never quite let go of.

His hands played on my thighs, fingertips tracing lines in me and playing with the edges of my dress. I bent down over him, pressing my lips against his and whispering out silent words without my voice but with my body. As his hands slipped under my dress and behind to grasp and squeeze my ass I bore down on him, tightening myself around his cock as I began to move.

I rode my man, feeling him inside of me and feeling our bodies merging into one. I pressed off of him, pushing my palms into the firmness of his chest and kneading the muscle there, feeling it respond as I took him. Up and down, tensing my body on him and letting him tense inside of me.

I could feel us building to something. Something big and powerful. It was pounding up in me, beating like the drums of war. Throbbing in me, my body tensing and releasing only to clench again.

And beneath me Nate was clenching too, the tension in his body fraught and visible, his arms and upper body tightening as he ran his hands up my torso and tugged at the top of my uniform. He drew it down, releasing my breasts and they were in his hands in a moment. Grasping and pulling them, squeezing them as a wave of pleasure washed over me and I bore down on him, pressing as much of him inside of me as I possibly could.