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Dirty Talks

Michael Clifford- French Love

I’m waiting. Waiting for Michael to return to our hotel room. We made a trip to France, my home country. I made a desicion that took me alot of courage. After being together for 8 months with this amazing guy, I decided that it was time. I’m gonna give my virginity to Michael. Even if I’m just 15. I got everything ready: condoms, nice candles and some red lingery. Let’s just hope he wants it too. The door opens and Michael walk in. He turns out and wants to say something. But he closes his mouth when he sees all the candles lighting up the room. And me in a robe. He walks over to the bed and sits down. “What’s all this for?” he asks. “I’ve decided it’s time. And you’re the one,” I say. “Wait, you’re serious, right?” I nod. Michael takes my hand and says: “I’ll promise it will be special.” He gently kisses my lips. His lips are soft, like always. His hands cradle my neck. With his tongue he asks for entrance. I let him slide in and explore my mouth. One of his hands unties the band of my robe. He slides it off my shoulders. When he looks down, he parts from my lips and looks at me in awement. His hands traces the outline of my underwear. With one hand he pushes me down on the bed and the other one fumbles with my bra strap. With my hands I unbutton his flanel shirt and take it off. I let my hands travel down to his pants. I undo him of his belt. While Michael is busy kissing me all over my body, I unzip his pants and try to take it off. He catches my drift and takes it off himself. He slowly unclasps my bra and take it off. “What a beauty,” he whispers. He starts licking and sucking on my nipple. The way he moves his mouth leaves me gasping for air. As I’m still amazed by what he does to my breasts, he takes off my panties. Once he’s done with my chest, he moves up to my neck. He starts sucking just below my ear, finding my sweet spot. He also starts to roll his hips onto my core, making me dripping wet. If I wasn’t sure before, I am now. I want him so bad. “Please, Michael, do something. I want you,” I whimper. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that.” He takes off the last clothing item, his boxer. I take the condom from the nightstand and give it to him. I’m a little surprised by how big he is. He rolls on the condom and positions himself between my legs. He slides up and down my slit. But honestly, I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled him close by his neck and kissed him with hunger. He took it as an ‘okay’ and gently pushed in. I won’t lie, it hurt a little. But after a moment the pain subsided. I pushed my hips against him, signaling he could move. Once the pleasure set in, my moaning began. Michael lies his head in my neck. His hot breath tickling it. It only turned me on more. His hands are holding me like I’m made out of porcelain. He slides out slowly, only to go back in faster. Holding it like that for a couple seconds. “You feel so good, baby,” he moans. The pace increases. An unfamiliar, warm feeling starts to grow inside me. My hands hold on to his shoulders as I start to get closer. Michael’s breathing becomes darker. His fingers press harder on my sides. The thrusts become harder. I press my lips against his, wanting more of him. And with a stiffled moan, I release myself into a state of pure bliss. While I’m still on my high, Michael throws back his head and lets out a long moan. He starts slowing down, letting us catch our breathes. He lies down beside me. He pulls me close to his body. None of us say anything. And I slowly fall asleep. When I wake up by the evening light of Paris, I find that Michael isn’t in bed anymore. I start to think he left me. That it was terrible. Maybe it was a mistake. That’s when the door opens and my ray of sunshine walks in. He’s holding roses in his hands. “Hey you. I thought you left me,” I say. “Nah, I just went to get you roses,” he says. “Why?” He sits down beside me, pulling me close. “Because it was your first time. And even after we’ve done, I want to treat you like a queen.” I just smile and kiss him with all my might. This trip was going to be fun.

Notes

Aye! What's up guys?

I missed you so much! Sorry I haven't been on, but I thought about writing a story. It's going to be posted soon xx

Should I start Commenter of the week?!

Comments

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