Chapter 2-Fern's First Sexual Encounter
Professor Martin-John-invited Fern to his apartment. It was small but Fern liked it. She made herself comfortable on his couch. He turned on the ECU football game on TV. He sat next to her. He put his arm around her. She pulled him closer.
"I've never felt this way about a girl before, Fern, a young woman," John said. "I've never felt this way about a man before," she said. They kissed. It went longer than usual. Fern felt his hand move. Then it was on her breast. He massaged the entire breast before rubbing his finger over her nipple. She moaned.
"You don't have much experience," he whispered. Fern shook her head, "No, but it's okay that I'm a virgin. You'll be good to me?" "Always," he nodded, kissing her again. Fern leaned forward. He used the hand he felt her breast with to unhook her bra. He kissed down her neck to her breasts. He gently kissed them. Fern moaned.
"This isn't too fast is it?" John asked, kissing her mouth again. Fern shook her head. She felt a burning in her loins. She wanted him. She knew from stories it might hurt, but she was ready. She wanted him.
John took off her shirt. Fern took off his. They kissed and rubbed each other's bodies. Then they stood and kissed. They helped each other take off their pants. Now they were just in their underwear. Fern noticed a large bulge in his underwear. It was the first time she'd see a penis, but she slid his underwear off anyway.
"Wait, let me get a condom," he said, walking naked to the kitchen. Fern slipped off her panties as he returned. An odd-looking white thing now covered his tan penis. They lay on the couch. He was on top; Fern was on bottom. They kissed more before he put his hand between her legs.
"What are you doing?" Fern asked. "Getting you ready," he said. Fern nodded. It felt strange for him to have fingers in her. The pressure hurt her but the sensation felt good. She moaned and leaned her head back. She felt something pop. She looked down and saw him wiping blood on a napkin.
"Don't worry, it's normal. Do you want to do this?" he asked. Fern thought for a moment. She hurt inside, but her heart pounded. She wanted him inside her. She pulled him towards her. They kissed hard.
Suddenly, she felt something large trying to enter her. She bucked. It hurt her but she moaned loudly: He was in. He stayed in the same position, still kissing Fern, until she said she was ready. He moved his hips gently. His penis slid back and forth within her. She liked the sensation but his size still bothered her. She let him thrust faster. It hurt but his face told Fern he was happy.
A moment later, she felt his penis make strange movements within her. John's face looked strange. He'd had an orgasm, and he collapsed on top of her. He put his head on her breasts.
"It's normal that you didn't have an orgasm. You'll get used to the size. I suggest masturbation to help you," he said, panting from the hard work. Fern nodded, sniffing his hair. "I really like you, Fern. I might even love you." "I might even love you too," she whispered, kissing his forehead.
They watched the football game naked on the couch. Fern still hurt but she liked it. She liked John. And she wanted their relationship to continue.