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Day 51
Chicago
It wasn't a dream.
I am not alone.
I felt an arm around me. I felt warmth from the body behind me.
I looked round, tentatively. Yes, my Dave was still with me.
We had kissed for what seemed like hours before fatigue overtook us and we fell asleep in each other's arms. I had never felt happier and I had never slept better.
I had my Dave.
I kissed him, gently, on the lips. He stirred, slightly, and smiled. I blushed and felt warm all over.
I thought about what I wanted. I wanted Dave. Dave had been my first kiss. Should he be my first, for the next step? Despite my complete sexual inexperience, I understood that this was a serious decision to make. Last night was the first time I had ever been kissed by a guy. Last night was the first time I had ever made out with a guy. So far it had only been kissing and light petting. I could feel Dave was excited, though! That thought made be smile.
I still wasn't sure if I felt comfortable with Dave seeing me naked. Oh, my God, I was shy! No-one had ever seen me naked. No-one had even seen my breasts. I felt that Dave was the right guy for this, but, I had to be sure. Once it was gone I could never get my virginity back. But I felt that Dave was special. He was special to me. I think I am special to him. I wanted him. I closed my eyes and thought of Dave.
..._...
I must have fallen asleep.
When I woke up, Dave wasn't there. I panicked. I sat up and looked around. I heard the shower running. Dave was in the shower! That was an immense relief. I was not going to let him go that easily.
I got up to make some coffee and I checked the clock on the microwave. Eleven o'clock in the morning. We had been together for nine hours, nine glorious hours.
I had just finished making two coffees, when Dave came out of the bathroom.
"Hi, Megan!" Dave called with extra emphasis on my assumed name.
He had a towel wrapped around him - only a towel! Just the thought of Dave in only a towel made me warm all over. I blushed.
"You're so cute when you blush." Dave teased.
"I am not!" I replied indignantly, but it made me happy inside all the same.
We sat at the table in the kitchen and drank our coffee. There was a nervous atmosphere. Neither one of us wanted to be the first to say anything about what happened last night.
"Dave! I..." This was going to be embarrassing. "I want you to stay. I want you to... I want you to be my first..." I couldn't continue, I was blushing, furiously.
Dave seemed surprised, but understood what I was trying to say.
"Huh? That's a big decision to make, Mindy. Are you absolutely sure? I definitely wouldn't say no, I love you, but that is why I am asking, because I do love you."
I blushed again. I felt all warm and tingly inside. That confirmed it for me. Dave was the right guy. He cared. He really cared. He really cared about me! Dave was the only person alive who didn't care if I was Hit Girl or Mindy Macready. He cared for me whoever I was.
"Dave. I love you. I need you. Now."
I pulled him towards the bed. We lay down. We started kissing, deeply.
I broke the kiss and nervously pulled off my top. I started kissing Dave again to hide my nervousness and grabbed his hands, placing them on my breasts. I hoped he wouldn't be disappointed, as I knew they were small. I also knew he was used to much bigger breasts on both Katie and that Night Whore.
Just the feel of his hands sent electric shocks through me - they hit every part of me. Nobody had ever touched me there, skin on skin. I yelped. Dave's fingers were massaging my nipples. I couldn't breathe. The feeling was, I don't know, I have never felt anything like it before in my life, but it feels right. I fucking like it. Damn it, Brooke was right: 'Its biology bitch. Don't fight it.' I was not going to fight it. I fucking loved it.
I looked into Dave's eyes. I could see happiness. I could see love. I could see desire. Desire for me!
I squealed.
I have never done that before! Dave looked a little surprised at that squeal, he broke the kiss and smirked at me.
I giggled.
I have never done that before, either! This is definitely a day for firsts! Dave started to kiss me on my breasts, then he took a nipple into his mouth and... I gasped. Electric shocks again went through me. I put my hand between my legs. My shorts were soaked. Just having my hand down there sent more shocks through me. Dave kissed his way down my chest and across my stomach. I was starting to feel nervous and not a little shy. I felt his strong hands across my stomach. I couldn't control my breathing. Every touch was torture, but in a very pleasant way. He teased the top of my shorts before slipping his hand underneath. I squealed, again, with nervous emotion as his fingers went where nothing, but a tampon, has ever gone before. If his fingers could do this to me, what would something else do? I was losing control. There was nothing I could do. I couldn't have stopped him even if I wanted to. I didn't want this to stop, ever!
I had a weakness and Dave had found it. He definitely knew which buttons to press. I never knew the buttons were even there! I reached out and fumbled under Dave's towel. It had fallen open. I grabbed - wow, it was both very hard and very soft at the same time and the heat coming off it, wow! I felt Dave shudder slightly when I grabbed him. I wanted to make Dave as happy as he made me.
Suddenly I froze.
The electric shocks between my legs were out of control. I couldn't focus. What was happening? It felt so good. I was on fire. But... I brought my legs together. I let go of Dave and grabbed my legs and tried to ride it out. I couldn't breathe. I felt like I was suffocating. Finally I screamed and sucked in a lung full of air. It was over. What the fuck was that? I felt as loose as a rag doll. All I could do was lie there. I opened my eyes and saw Dave smiling down at me with a surprised look on his face.
"You looked like you enjoyed that!" He said cautiously.
My first orgasm. Fuck me, it felt like a fucking seizure.
"No Shit, Dumb-ass! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I shouted.
I was just starting to get feeling back below my waist. I lifted my left hand and I looked at it, it was shaking. Dave laughed. But I didn't care. I was just enjoying the moment. The moment Dave gave me.
"I love you, Dave," was all I could say.
As soon as I could move, I pounced on Dave and kissed him as deeply and as long as I could. Then... I don't know what came over me, but I wanted to make Dave as happy as he had made me. I always swore I would never do this. I always thought of it as gross.
I slunk down on Dave and grabbed him. Within a moment I had him in my mouth. Dave shuddered. I ran my tongue around, it tasted strange, but good. I think I like the taste of Dave. I always thought of this as being somehow degrading or subservient, but right now this had been my choice and I could stop any time. I wanted to do this for Dave. I could hear Dave muttering, "Fuuuuck!" over and over, breathlessly.
A sudden thought came to me - no pun intended! I tried to smirk at that. Not easy to smirk when your mouth is full. What do I do when he came? No. I was not ready for that. Not yet. I stopped and Dave pulled me up his body and kissed me, despite his breathing heavily.
"I Love you, Mindy. I'm glad we found each other." He then flipped me over and sat on top of me.
I was suddenly nervous again. What was he about to do? Dave smiled at me reassuringly. He started kissing me from my lips, down to my breasts and kept going south. I felt my shorts slide down my legs before falling to the floor, I had never felt so exposed, I had never been so exposed. I felt his lips start to kiss above my pubic hair. I started to panic. My heart was fluttering. Electric shocks started again. Suddenly I felt his lips... I squealed again. His tongue started. It hit the right spot almost immediately. I felt my hips starting to buck. I was losing control again. My hands balled into fists. I pounded the bed.
It happened again.
Minutes later - it felt like an hour - I could move again. I felt like I had just run a marathon, twice. I bit my lip to help get over the sensations coursing through me. I couldn't take these orgasms. Hell, they felt great and what caused them felt even greater. Dave kissed me.
"Are you OK!" He laughed.
I couldn't say anything.
"Cool. A speechless Mindy. That's a first! I like it though."
I smacked him, or at least tried to. It must have felt like a fly had collided with his arm.
God. What has Dave done to me? I enjoyed it, but fuck, was I wiped out.
I fell asleep.