Casey wasn't a virgin. She didn't believe in the hype that losing your virginity had to be this exponentially romantic moment. Well, that wasn't entirely true. She once thought that she would have sex with only one man in all her life and that it may not be perfect the first time or the fifth or even the fifteenth, as it proved with Jessie, but that it would be special between herself and her partner. That notion quickly faded as her relationship with Jessie flowed out of its honeymoon period.
But at that moment, with Derek, it was far more real. The pretty words and fantasy melted behind his touch and caress. Casey could feel warmth pooling at her core and kissed his lips fervently. Derek ran his hands up and down her sides, stopping every so often to squeeze her waist. Casey trailed her fingers up Derek's back, hitching up his shirt along the way. They parted for a moment while Derek finished taking off his shirt,, and Casey's quickly followed. So she lay bare from the hips up for him to drink in the sight of her. Derek kissed her firmly. He ghosted his fingers over her nipples,, causing her to gasp. Derek moved his mouth across her jaw and down her neck.
"Casey," he breathed and gently squeezed her left breast. Derek's thumb circled the peak, once, twice, and three times before taking the tip between his lips. Casey's breath hitched as she arched into him. Derek's right hand began to slip down lower and lower until he was beneath the lace underwear. Derek smiled slightly at the dampness felt there. Derek pulled back from her breast to kiss Casey fully on the lips. Her heart was racing in her chest and her ears. Derek slid his hands down her hips, hooked his thumbs into the fabric, and pulled down the lace underwear. He lifted one knee and bent it towards her chest. He kissed her inner thigh, and he nipped lightly at the skin there, and Casey gasped. Derek trailed his kisses retreated lower and lower. In reaching the apex of her thighs, he gave a single, agonizingly slow lick up her slit. Casey bucked against his tongue, and Derek paused. He looked up to Casey's flushed face and searched for any signs of pain. Instead, Casey let out a moan.
"D-Derek," She murmured and looked down at him with heavy lids. She nodded and parted her legs invitingly. He gave her a half-smile and trialed down her abdomen again. There was a building pressure that Casey had never experienced. Sure, she had felt desire with Jessie. But the tingling was nowhere near as intense. There was a pleasurable static pulse that spread up her torso and down her toes. Derek paid particular attention to the underside of her clit where Casey bucked with pleasure. Derek kept flicking her clit with his tongue as he traced her labia with his index finger. A gentle heads up and a welcome to back out, but Casey felt ready; she wanted to feel the wholeness of him.
"Yes," She breathed as her legs trembled. Derek eased in one finger and watched her face. Casey bit her lip but in anticipation and not a grimace. He continued his ministrations, and Casey gripped onto his shoulder the static sensation was pulsing harder now, and Derek was now thrusting his finger in time with it. She clasped her own hand over her mouth to stifle her scream, and Derek watched her ride her organism into his palm. He could tell she was still rolling and tested a second finger. Casey jolted at this point, and Derek stopped.
"You okay?" Derek asked, and Casey nodded.
"I- I just have to adjust," Casey said, and Derek slid his fingers out.
"Case, we can stop." Derek reminded her, but Casey shook her head and reached back to her side table nestled next to the couch. She quickly retrieved a prescription lubricant.
"I planned ahead." She smirked and flashed the product. Derek smiled at her before she pulled him into a kiss. She continued kissing him while she uncapped the product and smoothed the lubricant onto the outside of her vagina before dipping her own fingers inside. The lubricant was numbing but also cooled and tingled her skin. She shivered and tugged at Derek's waistband. He had to stand to continue taking off his pants.
"Keep touching yourself," Derek said and slid off his pants at an agonizingly slow pace. Casey had never had anyone watch her masturbate. She could feel the heat rising off her skin as she stroked herself. Derek stood in only his boxers before her and watched her writhe on the couch; his eyes were darker than usual.
"Come here," Casey demanded, and Derek finally freed himself from the tight material of his boxers. He hovered over Casey and looked into her baby blue eyes, and stroked the side of her face. He kissed her gently before lining up against her damp labia. Just the feel of her on his tip was enough to make Derek groan. Casey held his face with both hands and stroked his high cheekbones with her thumbs.
"I trust you," Casey said once they had parted to take a breath. Derek kissed her forehead, then her temple, then her neck before slowly thrusting. The lubricant helped the condom glide deeper without the tearing pain, so Casey only felt the sweet buildup of pressure. When Derek was fully inside, he looked up into Casey's eyes, and she smiled.
"Is that all you have for me, Venturi?" Casey teased and rolled her hips experimentally. Derek chuckled and gripped her hips.
"Not even close, MacDonald," Derek said and ran his right hand up to squeeze her bottom and the left to hold the small of her back. Casey arched into him and met his thrusts. They panted and moved in beautiful synchrony. Casey wrapped her legs around his waist, and Derek took the opportunity to lift her and carry her to the bedroom. He was nearing his limit, and Casey was rolling on her second orgasm, but he wanted to make her he left her boneless and satisfied. Derek reached down and rolled her clit until she squeezed him tight enough for Derek to see stars. Casey buried her face into Derek's shoulder to muffle her scream until her body relaxed into the bedding, and she was exhausted. Derek kissed her once more before heading to the bathroom to throw away the condom before curling into bed with Casey. She rolled into his chest.
Derek passed his hand up and down her spine in a soothing manner.
"Was it worth the wait?" Casey asked while tracing over his collarbone.
"You seemed pretty pleased," Derek said smuggley, and Casey glared up at him, causing Derek to laugh at her adorably annoyed expression.
"You have just lost your nose privileges," Casey announced and played at taking his nose and left Derek shocked.
"I can't lose my nose privileges; it's a right!" Derek announced, and Casey shrugged before rolling away, so her back was facing him. Derek began tickling at her sides. "Give it back, Casey," He demanded, and she laughed.
"No chance, Der," Chasey said between fits of laughter. Once they settled, it was only a manner of moments before they settled to sleep. There were no fears of what was to come, only what could be lost. Derek and Casey only just begun university and had plenty more adventure to come. Such as holding down a steady job and surviving their first rager together.
Hey there everyone! I promised you all a saucey entry, and I hope I delivered. :) I will say that this will probably be the most detailed Mature scene I will do for this story and shoot to cut away Sexy time from now on to focus on the plot. What is the plot? I have no idea. Surviving college? How to Maintain a long-term relationship? Familial pacification? You guys decide. I cannot thank you all so much for your reviews and kind words, and hope not to disappoint in the future. Let me know what you guys want to see in the next upcoming episodes. It has been a minute since I was in college, and could use a refresher.