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Drive
Date: 10/3/2023, Categories: First Time Author: byrebelxcarpenter
... happens, I've got Plan B." "But you're a...I mean, you aren't active, I mean..." "I, uh, I take it to regulate my cycle. Have since, well, forever." "Your cycle?" "My period, silly. I used to...it used to be torture, the cramps, the heavy...oh, jeez, I'm sorry." Now it was her turn to blush. "That's a thing?" "What, periods?" Heather raised her eyes skeptically. "Seriously?" Gil snorted. "I know periods are a thing, kiddo. I mean, how does the pill help?" "It regulates...you know, it regulates." Gil's dumb expression must not have changed because Heather went on. "It makes it so that I basically don't have one anymore. Lots of women take it for that, even ones who aren't, like, active like you said. Fucking." Gil grinned like a kid who had gotten away with raiding the cookie jar; it gave him a massive thrill to hear her use profanity. "So, we can, I mean I can..." "Nut inside me?" Heather said agreeably. Gil was going to say, have unprotected sex, but there was a look on Heather's face that he couldn't quite quite decipher. "Yeah, but, I don't know, maybe I watched too much, you know, porn, but I've kinda wondered what it would feel like to feel a load squirt across my back or stomach." "Really?" Gil stared at his lover in wonder. There was part of him that clung to the most backward impression of virginity, and it felt like Heather was banishing his ignorance out of existence. Good! "I like how it feels when it squirts on my face. It's ...
... like...mission accomplished or something." "Heather, you are just..." "Amazing, right? You are too. Can we do it now? Seems like you are ready again." "Have you decided?" "To fuck you?" Heather scoffed. "Where have you been?" "No," Gil teased, his shame forgotten. "Have you decided what position you want to try first?" "Oh yeah!" she exclaimed brightly. "I wanna be on top." "Giddyup, cowgirl," Gil laughed. - As Heather straddled him, Gil studied her face like a referee watching a replay that would decide the winner of the Super Bowl. "Lay flat on me," Gil instructed. After some fumbling and a couple of uncomfortable misses, it was clear she would need some help. She lay down and hugged him tightly. "Spread your cheeks." "Huh?" Gil cupped her bouncy handfuls and demonstrated. "Oh," Heather said as she reached back. Gil grabbed the stick and brought it in for landing. "There, you feel it?" "Kinda." "It's not all the way in yet, just the tip." "Oh, oh...OH!" She said as Gil rocked his hips up, thrusting his cock deep inside her. "Oh!" Gil could only smile at his lover. Her expression was indescribable but would be seared into his memory for the rest of his life, especially how her eyes held him like he was both the best thing and the only thing in the universe. "We're like, doing it, it's happening," she said matter-of-factly. "Yep." "Just like that." "Just like that." "Mmmmm," Heather said as she moved her hips a ...