Author Notes: The First Annual Westallen Smut Week, written in June, 2015, and I'm adding it here for my readers on FFN for the first time. The challenge was set up as prompts for seven days in a row, but instead of separate stories, each chapter will have a different prompt, sort of like a learning experience into uncharted sexual territory for our couple. Also, I'm basing this on the first timeline not the second one. Barry and Iris are novices when it comes to lovemaking but they're fast learners, so to speak. I'll post two chapters each for the next few days! Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Crush on You

Day 1: Masturbation Monday. In this first part, Barry has finished college so he's home to stay. Iris is still in school. The accident hasn't happened yet. Read on!

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It's the middle of the night and Iris couldn't sleep. Barry had returned home from college for good and, as always, she was thinking about him. Barry was on her mind all the time. It got to the point where she welcomed those thoughts. It soothed her, but now that he was home, she was restless and anxious. She supposed it was because she missed him so much while he was away.

Sighing, she got out of bed and headed for the kitchen for a snack. She stopped suddenly when she heard noises coming from Barry's room. She frowned, placed her ear to the door and listened. It sounded like he was in pain. She was suddenly worried about him.

She slowly opened the door and he was in bed underneath the covers, his eyes were closed, but the television was on. He didn't even realize she was there. She turned toward the television and it was a porn movie. It was two women and they were performing oral sex on each other. She knew about porn of course. She was twenty years old, a woman grown.

She was fascinated by the look of his face. She stopped and realized he was masturbating. She was intruding on a private moment.

He let out a loud moan, and then he turned but before she could open the door, he stopped her.

"Iris!?"

She didn't turn around. "I'm sorry, Barry."

"No, don't go." He hadn't finished yet. He heard the door open but waited and wondered what she would do next, but he couldn't let her go.

"Barry?" She slowly turned to him. He was sitting up in bed, the covers were gone and he was completely naked. And he was still hard.

She gasped and covered her eyes.

He jumped out of bed. "Don't be afraid. It's just me."

"But, I shouldn't be in here."

"But you knew what I was doing, didn't you?" It was a statement.

She lowered her hands. "I'm not a child, Barry."

His heart was pounding, and then he whispered, "No, you're not." She seemed interested and very mature to his eyes. Then he decided to go for it.

The air was thick with tension. They stared at each other. "You know, Iris, there are ways to make love without having sex."

Shocked he would say that, her eyes widened. "I know that," she said, but now she was curious.

He was surprised at that comment, but it pleased him immensely. He took her hand. She didn't pull away. "Here, sit down for a minute." He shut the door then locked it. He squatted down in front of her. "Iris, you know I desire you, don't you?"

"Well, I guess," she replied and lowered her eyes, but she couldn't help but notice how big he was.

"Take off your gown." He helped her get undressed. "Lie down."

"No, you lie down," she said and stared at him.

He raised his eyebrows. He lay down and waited. "Iris?"

She didn't say a word. Then she touched him. His erection was firm and hard and then it twitched when she squeezed him. "Am I doing this right?"

He chuckled. "I'll show you." He placed his hand over hers and moved it up and down. "Like this," he managed to say. He ran their hands over the tip. It was wet.

Then he let go of her hand she continued as he had instructed. She was so turned on that she touched herself. Then she lay down beside him. She then lifted her leg and continued to move her fingers over her body. She touched her breasts as well.

"May I," he asked. He reached for her.

"Ok," she said and turned to him. She touched him and he stroked her nipples and then he went lower.

They closed their eyes and let their feelings take them into a world of sexual experimentation. His hips moved back and forth and up and down and so did hers.

"Iris, you're so warm and soft and so slick," he whispered, enjoying himself.

Her fingers moved over the tip of his erection. "You are too."

No more talking for next five minutes.

"Oh my, Oh," Iris moaned moved her hips in rhythm with his hand. His fingers slipped inside of her, moving in and out in and out.

Her hand moved over his erection faster and faster. "I'm coming!"

They came at the same time. After a few minutes, he pulled his hand away and he couldn't help himself, he licked his fingers enjoying the taste of her.

Iris was shocked and so excited. His cum was all over her fingers and so she did the same. For the next few minutes, all you could hear were lips smacking and fingers licking.

"Oh, my," she whispered enjoying it, lapping up every drop.

After that and both smiling, he reached for a towel beside the bed and cleaned her up and she did the same for him.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, he left the bed and slipped on his pants.

Iris slipped on her gown. He came over to her and pulled her close.

"That was incredible," he whispered loving having her in his arms like this.

She released a breath. "It was; wasn't it."

"Our secret?" He whispered in her hair.

"Yes, our secret," she replied.

He pulled away and stroked her hair out of her eyes. Then he leaned down.

Iris froze. "No, Barry, we can't complicate things like that."

"It's just a kiss, not a big deal."

"But I don't know about kissing."

His eyebrows rose. "You've never been kissed?"

"Of course, I have."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"By whom?" He wanted to know.

"At my prom; it was Jeremy."

"I see, well, that doesn't count."

"Of course, it does."

"No, it doesn't, because," he hesitated.

"Because?" She prompted.

"He didn't care about you, not the way I do."

She froze again. He took that moment to try and kiss her. She closed her eyes and he did the same. Then they kissed, sweetly at first, and then more kisses were exchanged.

After a minute, he pulled away and rested his forehead against hers. He could still taste her. It was so exciting, he was getting hard again. "You know, Iris, what we just did, it was entirely natural and you shouldn't feel ashamed of it."

"Do you mean when we touched each other or the kiss?"

"Yes, both were natural, and I have to say that I totally enjoyed myself."

She bowed her head. "I did too."

He raised her chin. "It's late, good night, Iris."

"Good night, Barry."

TBC!

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Song Inspiration: Just for Tonight, Vanessa Williams.

Chapter 2: I Care for You

Day 2: Sex and Food or Tasty Tuesday. Here's the second part. Iris and Barry have been experimenting with oral sex, but they hadn't done the deed yet. Iris was ready. She told him so a few days before he started his job with the police. I hope you enjoy it. Read on!

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Barry and Iris were no longer virgins. Their experimentation and successful foray into masturbation, of course lead to other things, and so now it's full steam ahead!

This time they decided to go to a motel. Barry arrived early to get things set up, like pulling down the covers, checking the wine, and the food was ready to be consumed along with other things.

All he needed was his girlfriend. She was that and so much more, no question about that. It wasn't official, but it would be after tonight. He was so excited about confirming that fact that he couldn't think straight. Their love was still a secret to their friends and family, but it wouldn't be for too much longer.

There was a tentative knock at the door. "It's her," he whispered then opened the door. There she stood looking a bit shy with a small smile. He glanced out the door then shut it quickly. "Oh, Iris," he whispered throatily.

"Barry," she whispered and then he pulled her to him. He kissed her passionately, slanting his lips across her. They both moaned enjoying their kisses. He helped with her coat kissing her all the while. Then they were kissing a bit desperately.

Barry was in love with Iris. It had always been that way. He hadn't told her yet, but he would someday. He pulled away. "We should slow down." He took her hand and walked over to the bed. He felt uncomfortable for a moment, but he had to know. "You're still on the pill, right?"

"Yes, Barry, I am," she replied and shook her head at him.

"Good," he said and released a breath. He poured the wine. "Toast?" He handed her a glass.

"Toast, to what?" Iris asked.

"A new beginning?" He asked and raised his glass.

"Yes, a new beginning." She agreed then she stared at him for a minute. "I love you, you know."

He almost spits out his wine. "Oh, yeah, I know, and I love you too."

They both gulped down the wine. "Another?"

"Sure," she replied. He poured more wine. Then they were staring at each other. "So, this is it, Barry? We're truly a couple now?"

It was if she could read his mind. "You better believe it." He smiled at her and she returned his smile. No more words were needed after that look.

They put the glasses down and she couldn't help but notice the food. "Wow, all my favorites: whipped cream, chocolate, strawberries, bananas, and the roses are lovely." She leaned down, took a whiff and smiled at the lovely fragrance. "It looks like you thought of everything."

"Yeah," he whispered barely able to think. "Well, do you want to talk or?" He started and held his breath.

"No, I don't." She began to slowly undress and so did he.

She climbed into bed. "Bring the food."

"Oh, Ok," he replied and did as she said. Using sexy food during sex was her idea, but he was game.

Both naked and sitting up in bed she licked her lips and dipped a strawberry in the cream and took a bite. Staring at her lips and unable to think, he snapped out of it and did the same.

"Delicious," she whispered and picked up another one. This time she held it out to him and he took a bite.

"Delicious," he said and then they both leaned in and kissed enjoying the taste of cream and strawberries.

"Yummy," Barry whispered when he pulled away.

"Lie down," he instructed.

She lay down and waited. He picked up the cream with a spoon and dropped a bit of cream on each breast. Iris' chest lifted up and waited for his mouth and hands. Her nipples seemed to move up as the creams dripped from each one. The tight buds were ready and so was he. He pushed the food aside and his tongue and lips were all over her breast except the nipple, kneading her breasts driving her mad with wanting him.

"Please," she begged for it.

He had to tell her. "Living in the house right down the hall from you is driving me mad." He paused. "I've decided to move out," he said and waited for the inevitable blow up.

"It's hard for me too," she said surprising him. "You need your own space and I can come over and," she whispered stroking his hair. She couldn't finish because he lapped up the cream with his tongue, pulling and tugging a bit firmly. Iris squirmed about to scream it felt so good.

"Open your legs." She did as he said. After taking a bit of soft chocolate on his fingers, he moved to the foot of the bed, dropped a bit of chocolate between her legs and then he began to eat her out.

"Oh yes," Iris moaned and then her hips lifted but he held her in place with his hands. She felt herself slide into a world of pleasure unfamiliar to her. It was incredible and Barry was moaning and shaking too, but he refused to relent or stop. His lips and tongue swirled and licked all over her sex, driving her crazy with need. The sounds she was making drove him to the brink of insanity. Barry thought he may come at any moment, but he wanted to be inside her when that happened.

He slowly moved up her body, kissing her thighs, her legs, her stomach, her breasts and then her mouth. Iris had to smile at the chocolate all around lips. She helped him clean up by licking his lips and his cheek. The taste in her mouth was driving her over the edge but not just yet. Her arms moved over his shoulders and pulled him closer. He kissed her deeply loving her to distraction.

He pulled away, she opened her eyes, and then he thrust home completely embedded without her body. Iris reached for the cream and swirled it around her breasts. It was invitation he couldn't ignore. Her nipples swelled and tightened aching for his touch and when he drew a hard peak into his mouth, she moaned with relief. As he flicked and sucked her breasts, he began to move in and out of her lush heat. He closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of being inside of her once again. A few minutes later, he stroked her little-hardened peak and then she screamed, shaking and moaning that he felt the bed shake.

He collapsed on top of her breathing in short gasps. After a few moments, he kissed her throat and her ear. He moved over to her cheek and kissed that as well.

He was about to speak when she pulled his head down and kissed him, tasting their lovemaking which turned her on even more. He pulled away. "Easy."

"Come here." Iris was still turned on.

"Iris, I want something from you."

"What is it?"

He reached for a banana. Her eyes twinkled.

TBC!

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Song Inspiration: Feel the Fire, Peabo Bryson.