Time: Some time after Bilbo's birthday party.
As Froda was sitting in her room she thought happily about the nice evening she and Frodo had had in the Green Dragon Inn, sitting hand in hand in a corner among friends. They'd all been friendly to her and she got the feeling that they really liked her, asking her about her journey and being interested in her and her interests.
Some people had said that she and Frodo formed a nice couple, something that had really made her smile! And she totally agreed with their opinion; they were a nice couple! Frodo was perfect for her and much better than Dan. She hoped that she would never have to see Dan again; he had sometimes looked at her in a way she couldn't stand, as if he would go to her and make out with her on the spot. She didn't dare to think of what he would do to her if she would refuse him.
The thought of sharing bed with Dan made her feel sick; she'd never wanted that! She wanted her first time to be nice and romantic with someone she loved. She would never love Dan and she would do anything to prevent sharing bed with him.
Sitting on her bed she thought she wasn't tired enough to sleep and too many thoughts were making her mind busy, thinking. She and Frodo had been very close this evening and she'd seen the way he looked at her; with love and care and it had made her all melted over. She knew she loved him and she knew he was the one she wanted to be her first. And she was ready for him, she knew. And he was ready for her too.
She dressed herself in a white little night dress and it stood her lovely as her long curly hair fell over the silken fabric. After one last look into the mirror she took a candle and walked out of her room.
It was after midnight and Bilbo was probably fast asleep, snoring and unable to hear any noises. She quietly walked to Frodo's room, in a way only hobbits could walk. She noticed that there still came some light from under his door and he wasn't asleep yet. She felt her heart beating louder and she also felt a bit nervous, wondering what would happen when she went into that room. Standing before his door she sighed and quietly knocked on his door.
A few seconds later Frodo opened the door; he was already in his nightwear and looked surprised and delighted at the same time when he saw her, watching her as she stood there in her white little nightdress.
'Hi sweetie, you can't sleep?' She met his vivid blue eyes and smiled, for she melted again under his kindly gaze. 'I felt a bit alone, there in my room.' She explained and she softly touched his cheek. He took her hand and held it in his hands, rubbing it softly and it seemed that he was considering something, looking both happy and concerned. But Froda kept smiling at him and after a while he softly pulled her in his room. 'Come here then.' He said, 'I rather won't be alone either.'
She placed herself on his bed and Frodo went to light some more candles. His little room looked cozy and Froda always liked to be there. When Frodo was finished lighting the candles he came to sit beside her on the bed, putting his arm around her and caressing her arm. He looked at her in that way again; like she was everything for him and as if he would hold her and never let her go. It made the butterflies in her tummy jump and she felt the same way; she wanted to hold him and never let him go. She wanted to be with him, always, and share everything. And this night she had the need to give herself away; she wanted him to touch her, to feel her body and share it all with him. And she wanted to touch him as well.
She looked deep into his sapphire eyes and again she thought how beautiful they were. And his face, his skin, it was like silk, so soft. She often touched his face, just to feel how soft it was, different from most lads. And his hair was full and soft and she loved to stroke her hands through his curls. She touched his lips with her finger and moved her hand to his hair, caressing it while she moved her face to his mouth and their lips met. Their kisses were sweet and tender and they cuddled against each other, while she kept caressing his hair.
After a while their kisses went deeper and more passionate and she felt that he kept holding her closer and closer against him, moving his hands over her body, exploring her shoulders, back and hips. She moved her hands over his shoulders to the buttons of his blouse and she undid some of them to expose a bit more of his soft skin, as she entered his blouse with her hand. She touched the skin of his chest and it felt like silk and she wondered again about how soft it was.
But then Frodo stopped kissing her and looked her in the eyes, a bit concerned, but she saw it took him a lot of effort not to go on. 'Frodo.' she whispered, 'I want you.' She kept touching his soft silken skin. 'Sweet Froda. Dear girl.' He said and he kissed her forehead and after that her hair and he held her head against his chest and Froda closed her eyes, feeling secure with his arms around her. 'I want you too.' He whispered, 'But are you sure you want this? Isn't it too early?' She pulled back a little so she could look into his blue eyes. 'I really want this.' She whispered, 'More than anything else in the world. I feel so much for you, I don't want to live without you; you're everything for me and I want to share this with you.'
She kissed him deeply, exploring, moving her tongue through his mouth and he kissed her back, exploring her body with his hands, feeling her soft skin through her white dress. And as he moved his hands down he felt her thighs and the opening of her dress, moving his hands under it, feeling her bare skin. She breathed deep as she felt him moving up, shoving her dress up as well, to her neck. He paused kissing her so he could pull her dress over her head to get rid of the piece of clothing.
Froda never wore a bra under her nightwear so the only thing she now wore were her panties. She looked into Frodo's beautiful eyes and he gave her a sweet little kiss on her left cheek, moving his mouth to her neck, tickling her with his lips. She giggled and gasped, unable to proceed to uncloth her lover, feeling weak from the tickling. He laid her on her back on the sheets of the bed and started kissing her mouth again and Froda undid the rest of his buttons till she could pull his white blouse from his body and continue exploring his body.
She touched his nipples with her fingers and felt the skin around it and she pulled him above her, feeling a hardness against her leg. She gasped as she suddenly felt his mouth moving down to her neck again, feeling the tickling again, where after he continued his way to her breast, kissing the soft skin around her nipples, making her body tingle all over. He made his hand explore even lower till he reached the area between her thighs, where he stopped descending to explore.
Froda made a moaning noise when he moved his fingers, trying to find a place where he could enter her, forgetting the piece of cloth she still wore. As he stroked her there, Froda managed to pull Frodo's pants out and continued undoing him of his underpants, revealing his private parts and Frodo undid her of her underwear too, gasping as Froda stroked with her hand over his balls, moving to his hardness.
She held his member in her hand and started massaging it and she felt that Frodo entered her with his fingers at the same time, feeling her inside and finding a sensitive spot. Her body shuddered and she moaned, kissing Frodo's hair and moving her hand over his member.
Frodo moved his tongue over her nipples and she felt like she couldn't hold it any longer. They were both gasping and she thought that Frodo couldn't hold it for long either. 'Frodo. please.' she gasped, 'I want it to happen.' He pulled his finger out of her to make place for something else and Froda guided him to her entrance. 'Please tell me. if it hurts.' Frodo whispered, 'I'll stop right away when it hurts.' 'I will tell you.' She promised and she spread her legs a little wider as he positioned himself to enter her. Then he softly entered her and it didn't hurt; it only felt a bit weird in the beginning and she was surprised of how deep he went in. But then it felt like the most wonderful thing and they both made moaning noises as they started moving against each other and their mouths met again, kissing deeply, licking each other's lips.
Froda felt her body shudder and tingling as they built up a rhythm and they both didn't notice that the bed had started to make noises as well. The pleasure increased as they moved faster until they both shuddered as they made their way to their climax, gasping and moving their hands around their lover's body until a heavy sensation came. Frodo groaned and Froda wondered for a short time whether Bilbo could have heard that or not, but then she moaned as well, getting her climax and feeling warm moisture entering her body when Frodo came.
When the pleasure had finished they kept lying still for a few minutes, enjoying the touch of their bodies against each other and the rest that had come over them. Then Frodo put his member out of her and looked her in the eyes. 'Dear Froda.' he whispered, 'My dear girl.' and he kissed her forehead. 'Frodo.' she said, 'I love you. I love you so much.' She stroked his cheek, staring in those kind blue eyes. 'Froda, dear sweetie. I love you too.' he whispered and he softly kissed her on her mouth, where after he blew out the candles and laid his head on her shoulder and she held him in her arms. And as they laid this way they fell asleep, both feeling happy.
As Froda was sitting in her room she thought happily about the nice evening she and Frodo had had in the Green Dragon Inn, sitting hand in hand in a corner among friends. They'd all been friendly to her and she got the feeling that they really liked her, asking her about her journey and being interested in her and her interests.
Some people had said that she and Frodo formed a nice couple, something that had really made her smile! And she totally agreed with their opinion; they were a nice couple! Frodo was perfect for her and much better than Dan. She hoped that she would never have to see Dan again; he had sometimes looked at her in a way she couldn't stand, as if he would go to her and make out with her on the spot. She didn't dare to think of what he would do to her if she would refuse him.
The thought of sharing bed with Dan made her feel sick; she'd never wanted that! She wanted her first time to be nice and romantic with someone she loved. She would never love Dan and she would do anything to prevent sharing bed with him.
Sitting on her bed she thought she wasn't tired enough to sleep and too many thoughts were making her mind busy, thinking. She and Frodo had been very close this evening and she'd seen the way he looked at her; with love and care and it had made her all melted over. She knew she loved him and she knew he was the one she wanted to be her first. And she was ready for him, she knew. And he was ready for her too.
She dressed herself in a white little night dress and it stood her lovely as her long curly hair fell over the silken fabric. After one last look into the mirror she took a candle and walked out of her room.
It was after midnight and Bilbo was probably fast asleep, snoring and unable to hear any noises. She quietly walked to Frodo's room, in a way only hobbits could walk. She noticed that there still came some light from under his door and he wasn't asleep yet. She felt her heart beating louder and she also felt a bit nervous, wondering what would happen when she went into that room. Standing before his door she sighed and quietly knocked on his door.
A few seconds later Frodo opened the door; he was already in his nightwear and looked surprised and delighted at the same time when he saw her, watching her as she stood there in her white little nightdress.
'Hi sweetie, you can't sleep?' She met his vivid blue eyes and smiled, for she melted again under his kindly gaze. 'I felt a bit alone, there in my room.' She explained and she softly touched his cheek. He took her hand and held it in his hands, rubbing it softly and it seemed that he was considering something, looking both happy and concerned. But Froda kept smiling at him and after a while he softly pulled her in his room. 'Come here then.' He said, 'I rather won't be alone either.'
She placed herself on his bed and Frodo went to light some more candles. His little room looked cozy and Froda always liked to be there. When Frodo was finished lighting the candles he came to sit beside her on the bed, putting his arm around her and caressing her arm. He looked at her in that way again; like she was everything for him and as if he would hold her and never let her go. It made the butterflies in her tummy jump and she felt the same way; she wanted to hold him and never let him go. She wanted to be with him, always, and share everything. And this night she had the need to give herself away; she wanted him to touch her, to feel her body and share it all with him. And she wanted to touch him as well.
She looked deep into his sapphire eyes and again she thought how beautiful they were. And his face, his skin, it was like silk, so soft. She often touched his face, just to feel how soft it was, different from most lads. And his hair was full and soft and she loved to stroke her hands through his curls. She touched his lips with her finger and moved her hand to his hair, caressing it while she moved her face to his mouth and their lips met. Their kisses were sweet and tender and they cuddled against each other, while she kept caressing his hair.
After a while their kisses went deeper and more passionate and she felt that he kept holding her closer and closer against him, moving his hands over her body, exploring her shoulders, back and hips. She moved her hands over his shoulders to the buttons of his blouse and she undid some of them to expose a bit more of his soft skin, as she entered his blouse with her hand. She touched the skin of his chest and it felt like silk and she wondered again about how soft it was.
But then Frodo stopped kissing her and looked her in the eyes, a bit concerned, but she saw it took him a lot of effort not to go on. 'Frodo.' she whispered, 'I want you.' She kept touching his soft silken skin. 'Sweet Froda. Dear girl.' He said and he kissed her forehead and after that her hair and he held her head against his chest and Froda closed her eyes, feeling secure with his arms around her. 'I want you too.' He whispered, 'But are you sure you want this? Isn't it too early?' She pulled back a little so she could look into his blue eyes. 'I really want this.' She whispered, 'More than anything else in the world. I feel so much for you, I don't want to live without you; you're everything for me and I want to share this with you.'
She kissed him deeply, exploring, moving her tongue through his mouth and he kissed her back, exploring her body with his hands, feeling her soft skin through her white dress. And as he moved his hands down he felt her thighs and the opening of her dress, moving his hands under it, feeling her bare skin. She breathed deep as she felt him moving up, shoving her dress up as well, to her neck. He paused kissing her so he could pull her dress over her head to get rid of the piece of clothing.
Froda never wore a bra under her nightwear so the only thing she now wore were her panties. She looked into Frodo's beautiful eyes and he gave her a sweet little kiss on her left cheek, moving his mouth to her neck, tickling her with his lips. She giggled and gasped, unable to proceed to uncloth her lover, feeling weak from the tickling. He laid her on her back on the sheets of the bed and started kissing her mouth again and Froda undid the rest of his buttons till she could pull his white blouse from his body and continue exploring his body.
She touched his nipples with her fingers and felt the skin around it and she pulled him above her, feeling a hardness against her leg. She gasped as she suddenly felt his mouth moving down to her neck again, feeling the tickling again, where after he continued his way to her breast, kissing the soft skin around her nipples, making her body tingle all over. He made his hand explore even lower till he reached the area between her thighs, where he stopped descending to explore.
Froda made a moaning noise when he moved his fingers, trying to find a place where he could enter her, forgetting the piece of cloth she still wore. As he stroked her there, Froda managed to pull Frodo's pants out and continued undoing him of his underpants, revealing his private parts and Frodo undid her of her underwear too, gasping as Froda stroked with her hand over his balls, moving to his hardness.
She held his member in her hand and started massaging it and she felt that Frodo entered her with his fingers at the same time, feeling her inside and finding a sensitive spot. Her body shuddered and she moaned, kissing Frodo's hair and moving her hand over his member.
Frodo moved his tongue over her nipples and she felt like she couldn't hold it any longer. They were both gasping and she thought that Frodo couldn't hold it for long either. 'Frodo. please.' she gasped, 'I want it to happen.' He pulled his finger out of her to make place for something else and Froda guided him to her entrance. 'Please tell me. if it hurts.' Frodo whispered, 'I'll stop right away when it hurts.' 'I will tell you.' She promised and she spread her legs a little wider as he positioned himself to enter her. Then he softly entered her and it didn't hurt; it only felt a bit weird in the beginning and she was surprised of how deep he went in. But then it felt like the most wonderful thing and they both made moaning noises as they started moving against each other and their mouths met again, kissing deeply, licking each other's lips.
Froda felt her body shudder and tingling as they built up a rhythm and they both didn't notice that the bed had started to make noises as well. The pleasure increased as they moved faster until they both shuddered as they made their way to their climax, gasping and moving their hands around their lover's body until a heavy sensation came. Frodo groaned and Froda wondered for a short time whether Bilbo could have heard that or not, but then she moaned as well, getting her climax and feeling warm moisture entering her body when Frodo came.
When the pleasure had finished they kept lying still for a few minutes, enjoying the touch of their bodies against each other and the rest that had come over them. Then Frodo put his member out of her and looked her in the eyes. 'Dear Froda.' he whispered, 'My dear girl.' and he kissed her forehead. 'Frodo.' she said, 'I love you. I love you so much.' She stroked his cheek, staring in those kind blue eyes. 'Froda, dear sweetie. I love you too.' he whispered and he softly kissed her on her mouth, where after he blew out the candles and laid his head on her shoulder and she held him in her arms. And as they laid this way they fell asleep, both feeling happy.