12:31

Hallway, Country Club

October 13th

"Are you sure?" Kemp asked, as he felt his hardness growing against her thigh.

"Yea." She whispered back.

"Not here." He said in her ear before grabbing her arm and leading her to the women's bathroom around the corner. He'd chosen the women's bathroom, simply because they were equipped with plush couches and he didn't want Kris's first time to be up against age old wallpaper in some hallway. Locking the door behind them, he pressed his lips against Kristen's once more before peeling away her silk, purple dress. He felt like a discoverer, so proud of himself for finding what lie beneath the dress. A red bra and pantie set that made him, if not already so,erect. Slamming her lips against his, Kristen took some control over this process. Peeling off his suit jack, which she artfully noted was Armani, she sucked on his collarbone, nearly driving him over the edge.

"Damn Kris." he breathed as he felt her hands graze his nipples as she unbuttoned his shirt.

"You like this?" she asked seductively as she peeled the shirt off of his shoulders.

"Uh huh." he breathed before grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to him roughly. He was the expert, and when it came to this, he wanted to be the one in control. Rubbing her stiff nipples through the material of her bra, he kissed the tops of her breasts before unfastening the clasp like a pro. As her milky white breasts spilled from her bra, his breath caught in his throat. He had only dreamed of this moment. Attacking her mouth with his, he fondled her breasts while exploring her mouth.

"Uhh. Fuckk." Kristen moaned from under him, her hands working quickly to undo his belt buckle.

"Uh, uh, uh." Kemp said with a smile.

"No touching." He said pulling her hands away from his hard-on.

"Uhh. Kemp. Please." She moaned in his ear, trying to close the gap in between them. It was torture for her not to have him completely filling her up. Looking into her eyes, Kemp kissed the dip between her breasts and then licked patterns down her stomach and he paused briefly at her panties. Hooking the tops with his fingers, he pulled them down slowly, kissing the patch of hair that covered her center. Licking her folds briefly, he began ravashing her clit.

"Oh my fucking god." Kristen moaned as she felt his tongue enter her wet opening. "Don't stop." She breathed before pushing his head down farther and holding the sink for support.

"I'm going to-" As soon as she said that, Kemp stopped, licking his way back up to her lips.

"Not yet." He whispered at her lips before taking her by the hand and leading her to the couch.

"Will it hurt?" She whispered to him as he lay her head down on the couch pillow.

"I'll go slow." he promised before removing his own pants and unveiling his dick.

"Kemp. That won't fit in me." Kristen whimpered as she took in his size. She hadn't seen many before and this was the biggest so far.

"Don't worry." he reassured before slipping a finger into her so that he could get her ready for him. "Oh God." Kristen groaned as she felt a second, then third finger be inserted.

"You want it?" he whispered in her ear.

"Fuck yes." she begged as his fingers probed her center.

Replacing his fingers with his dick, he felt Kristen's walls tighten around his length. He only slid in the head, because he knew his three fingers hadn't stretched her enough for this. "Are you okay?" Kemp asked before he pushed in anymore.

"Yea." Kristen replied, the initial feeling of her walls stretching subsiding. Sliding in inch by inch, Kemp got half way in before he felt as if he'd broken something. Reaching down in between them, he touched his hand to her center and saw the blood coating his finger.

"You're officially not a virgin anymore." He said to himself before sliding all the way in.

Under him, Kristen wriggled in pleasure and pain. She felt her walls adjusting to his size and her body began responding to his, angling her hips to better accommodate. "I love you Kris." he breathed to her as he pushed in for the second time.

"I love you too." She said back, a new sensation hitting her as she felt him press in deeper.

"Ahh. Fuck!" She screamed as he hit the spot again. "Want me to do it again?" He asked her as he sat inside her, unmoving.

"Yes!" She breathed urgently, waiting for him to become "mobile" again. "Beg." He said seductively, wanting, no needing her, to yell his name.

"Kemp. Please." She begged as she felt the sensations begin to die away. Pulling out completely, Kemp slammed into her,hitting her spot again, the impact causing her to scream out.

"Harder." She breathed raggedly, unable to form many words. "You sure?" Kemp asked, not wanting to hurt her. "Yes! Damn it. I'm not fucking delicate!" She nearly screamed at him.

"Ok then." Kemp said with a smirk. It was nice to know that his girl liked it rough. Pulling out completely, then slamming into her as hard as possible. Burying her to the hilt, Kristen yelled out, feeling her body almost ready to reach the limit.

"Turn around." He commanded, making sure she was leaning on her elbows with her backside high in the air. Entering her from that angle, he slammed into her, getting satisfaction as he felt her body quake from him hitting her spot for the third time. Getting a steady pace of in and out, he could feel himself nearing the limit and he was almost positive that Kristen was on her second.

"I'm about to--" Kemp warned before spilling into her. Pulling out, he turned her over gently to see the look on her face. She looked beautiful, sweaty, and the smile on her face would be unforgettable. "You were my first." She said with a faint smile playing on her lips. Kemp smiled at her and kissed her lips gently.

"I think they'll notice we're gone." he said to her, helping her sit up.

"Yea. We should get out of here. Do you know where you put my underwear?"

``Back in the Ballroom...

Jenna stood with Claire, Massie, Alicia and Dylan, who were in search of their beloved 6th member. "I've been texting her for like five minutes straight." Massie said annoyed, wondering why Kemp AND Kristen were missing. Of course, she had a few choice suspicions, but, she wanted to give her best friend the benefit of the doubt. Thank god for Massie, Kristen showed up a few seconds later, green sidekick in hand.

"What's up?" She asked as she stood in front of the girls with the most innocent look possible on her face.

"Why haven't you been answering our texts? I was trying to tell you that this party's a COMPLETE bore, and my mom said we could leave." Squinting her eyes, Massie stared at Kristen.

"Where have you been?"

"Uhm...bathroom?" She said, trying to create a cover story.

"Don't lie." Jenna pressed. She was a human BULLSHIT detector. Sighing, Kristen looked at the girls conspiratorially.

"Do you swear on your Chanel 2.55's, Visa's, AND every pair of Seven's you own?" Alicia widened her eyes, knowing this must be big.

"No Gossip points." Kristen said pointedly.

"Fine." Alicia said, rolling her eyes.

"Tell us." Dylan pressed.

"Limo first." Kristen demanded, crossing her arms across her chest.