It's been a long time coming, but here it is...finally.
Tori slams the door behind us and there's a predatory gleam within her chocolate orbs. She leans against the door, reaching behind herself and flicking the lock to the door. The click of the lock is music to our ears. Suddenly the air feels like lead as Tori lowers her gaze and her eyelashes cast thin shadows down her perfect cheeks. She takes two long steps towards me, before reaching down and dragging my shirt over her head.
The material slides away and the toned perfection of Tori's body comes into my line of vision. Not for the first time, it robs me of my breath. I'm a spluttering mess as I realize that she hadn't been wearing a bra downstairs. As Tori walks towards me, her hips compose a siren's melody that paralyzes me. All of my thoughts seem to drift out of reach and I swallow thickly as the distance between us evaporates. She clasps my shirt in her hand and lifts it up, as a devilish smile appears on her lips.
"This…this is a problem." Tori comments, wetting her bottom lip with her tongue as she tugs at my clothing. I shiver slightly as her hand dips beneath my shirt and leaves a burning trail in its wake. Swallowing nervously, I peel the shirt away from my body and drag my pants over my thighs. A few short seconds skip past us, and we're both standing face to face in nothing but our underwear.
"Tori!" A shrill voice slips under the door and wrenches Tori's eyes away from me. The door rattles slightly as the person on the other side tries to open it and a groan of frustration erupts beside me. The lust smoldering within Tori's eyes explodes into an inferno as irritation carves its way into her usually soft features. My eyes dart between Tori and the door as she turns away from me. My fingers twitch slightly, and I'm on the edge of my toes. It's not that I want to open the door, it's that I'm going to have to move quickly if Tori opens it. I get the distinct impression that she might try and tear Cat limb from limb if she answers the door.
"Please go away Cat. Whatever it is, I'll help you in the morning." Tori finally allows herself to speak, having taken control of her emotions. I breathe a sigh of relief as the words pass through her gritted teeth, safe in the knowledge that I won't have to prevent a massacre. Stepping towards Tori, I skate my fingers over her hips and slide up behind her. The tension slides off Tori's face as my hands begin to roam, brushing over her ribs and playing her like a delicate string instrument. As I caress her lightly, Tori conjures a wondrous sound from deep in her throat and leans into my chest. All thoughts of the girl standing outside of our door seem to slip to the outer edges of our minds.
"Kay kay!" I'm dimly aware of the forgotten voice as it slips an answer beneath the door. With the faint sound of retreating footsteps drifting in alongside it, we're finally alone again. I brush my lips over the crook of Tori's neck, and a low moan slips through her lips. In an instant, she spirals around in a cloud of chocolate tendrils and the sensation of her chest pressing against me floods through my body. Tori's hips roll against mine, and I feel the blood rushing away from my brain instantly.
"Looks like somebody is happy that we weren't interrupted again." Tori comments, throwing her eyes past my waistline, towards my crotch and smirking. I gasp sharply as her fingers brush against my abdomen before trailing past my bellybutton and dipping between my underwear and my skin. Her slender fingers encircle my manhood and she gives an experimental tug, causing another gasp to clatter through my throat.
"I'm ready…i-if you are?" Tori whispers, leaning into me and exposing her vulnerabilities once again. Peering into her soft chocolate orbs, I recognize the nervousness that's drifting restlessly through them, because it's reflected in my eyes too. I'm reminded that I'm not the only one that's new to doing these kinds of things. I guess that Tori's natural confidence just seems to seep into whatever she does sometimes, even this. A smile hitches itself to my lips, and I nod lightly before sweeping Tori into a tender embrace. She melts into me, expressing her delight through her wandering hands and her increasingly confident caresses as I grin against her lips.
We're a hurricane of hormones as we spiral towards the bed. Tori untangles one hand from my hair before reluctantly dragging her other hand from my underwear as she steps away from me. The protests that form on my lips die as Tori leaps at me and wraps her legs around my waist, sending us tumbling backwards. We fly onto the bed amid a mess of limbs and laughter. All of the flames on the sun pale in comparison to the searing passion that's coursing through our veins. Tori rolls her hips above my crotch and searing desire seeps into our embrace.
"Are you-" The brief moment of freedom is taken from my lips. Before I can finish speaking, Tori's lips reclaim mine once again. My hands skate over her bronzed skin and suddenly whatever I was going to say doesn't seem important anymore. My fingernails graze Tori's skin and her moans reverberate against my lips.
We break apart to breathe again eventually, heaping oxygen into our lungs as we linger just inches apart. Tori's peering down at me through half lidded eyes, and her chocolate orbs are swirling with desire. With a lopsided smile, I push away from the mattress. It's an action that sends us spiraling across the bed, where I eventually finding myself resting on my elbows and hovering above Tori.
My hand flitters away from Tori's hair and traces the contours of her body, drawing a low purr from her throat. She arcs her back, trying to garner something more than the fleeting touches I'm leaving on her skin. It's an eternity before my fingers reach their destination. Brushing my fingers over her panties, Tori voices her discontent with my teasing ways. I smile sweetly in her direction, hoping that the promise on my lips isn't a lie.
Pushing past the doubts that cloud my thoughts, the tips of my fingers brush over Tori's molten hot sex. She rolls her hips against me forcefully, writhing with need and unknowingly boosting my confidence. Tormenting Tori for just another stolen moment, my fingers linger just above the razor thin strands of material over her hips, and a question forms on my tongue.
"If you ask me if I'm sure about this again, I am going to gag you." Tori's voice cuts through the air as soon as my lips twitch, and the words die in my throat. The corners of my mouth lift as Tori's eyebrows tumble over her eyes, and a stern lines run through her features once more. I lean into Tori and pepper her flesh with butterfly kisses. As I place a single kiss on her cheek, the hardness melts away from Tori's features and her threat lays forgotten in the past.
I circle my fingers around the string of Tori's panties, and peel them away from her skin, eliminating the last barrier between her body and night's air. As I stand and toss them in the direction of Tori's luggage, I feel two hands brush over my sternum. Before a word of protest can launch from my tongue, Tori's hands wrench my boxes down my hips and I'm resigned to shifting and allowing her to pull them off entirely. She does so gleefully, rocking herself upright twirling my boxers on her index finger as though they're a trophy.
"Oh stop gloating, you were naked fir-" Tori halts my protest by leaping forth and throwing her arms around my neck as she sweeps me into a kiss. Tori eliminates the distance between our bodies and rolls her hips against me, bringing my shaft into direct contact with her enflamed sex for the first time, if only for a brief second. A shuddering breath tears through my lips as Tori writhes against my manhood for a second time. I'm rolling my hips against her, desperate for that sensation again, when Tori breaks away from our embrace.
"On the bedside…table." The words slip between Tori's ragged breaths, as she waves her hand in what could loosely be described as the direction of the bedside table. I nod dumbly. The part of my brain that's responsible was fried by the electricity jolting through our bodies. My fingers reluctantly retreat away from Tori's body and grope along the table blindly. They skitter over the table haphazardly, seemingly taking an eternity to land on the box that's my golden ticket to ecstasy.
"Let me do it." Tori purrs, shuffling slightly and holding her hands out expectantly. Losing patience as I'm lost in the glare of her beauty, Tori drags the box out of my hands and pulls forth a slither of tinfoil. Watching as she tears through it with her teeth, I feel whatever blood is left in my brain rush south. A low rumble passes through my lips as Tori's fingers encircle my manhood. As her hand meanders along its length, my eyelids slide shut as I lose myself in the pleasure. Tori's hand flitters to the base of my shaft as something warm envelops the head. Not that I've had much experience in the area, but I know that having a condom applied can't feel that way. Hurling my gaze toward the source of overwhelming pleasure, I'm greeted by brown hair spilling over my hips as Tori's lips envelop my manhood. Her tongue flickers over my shaft experimentally, and my toes curl in pleasure.
Tori's tongue twirls along my length, and it feels like I can't breathe. My muscles contract and my stomach clenches as fireworks explode within my nerve endings. I'm sure I'll explode before long when the warmth slides away from me. Tori's fingers replace her mouth and she slides the protective sheath over my manhood. My breath comes in ragged gulps as I recover from a few moments of the most concentrated pleasure that I think I've ever experienced. With her free hand, Tori wipes her lips as she rises to come face to face with me again. Tori's peering at me through her eyelashes and a mischievous grin has swept across her features. She's breathing heavily and her hair is a tangled mess, but I'm certain I've never desired Tori more.
"Did you like that? I er…thought some lubrication might be needed so-" I cut off Tori's babbling by slipping my fingers into the soaking folds of her sex. Tori's lips rattle open and closed, before she abandons speech and leans forward. Her fingers skitter over my shaft again, and Tori's lips brush over my collarbone. The combined sensations wrench a moan from my lips as my hips buck forth. Shaking myself back into reality, I leap forth, and reposition us you that I'm lying above Tori again. Curling my fingers within her, I feel Tori writhe against me as she loses herself within the pleasure I'm trying so desperately to deliver to her.
"You…are…too…good…at that." Tori's words crumble on her lips, getting lost in the midst of her pleasure. I slide towards her face, brushing my body against hers and revelling in the sensations as Tori arcs her back and grinds against me. Drawing my fingers from her depths, the change in Tori is instantaneous. Her eyes blow open incredulously, before she realizes what's happening and the embers in her eyes ignite once again.
"I am so ready for this." She states breathlessly, rolling her hips to punctuate her point. I know exactly what she means. I feel as though we've been building to this for an eternity. Her slender fingers encircle my shaft once again, guiding it towards the furnace of her desire. Words cannot describe the sensation of coming together with Tori Vega. It's as though two worlds are colliding in a firestorm of hormones, lust and teenage love. The moan that rattles through my lips feels like an earthquake.
I slide into her depths hesitantly, coming to a screeching halt as a pained expression carves its way into my girlfriends beautiful features. My pause is a wordless question, an invitation for her to demand I pull away. Tori's head skitters back and forth, and her fingers flitter to my hips as she guides me the rest of the way. We fall into a slow rhythm as Tori's hips begin to rock against mine. Time sails past us as the pain of Tori's first time begins to give way to the pleasure of our embrace.
A whimper rattles through Tori's lips as I bury myself within her depths, and this time it's born of pleasure and not pain. Tori's nails rake across my shoulders as she arcs her back against me. She's peering up at me through half lidded eyes, and I feel Tori's hips buck against mine as she fully begins to enjoy her first time. I try to ignore the sensations racing through me, anything to hold onto this moment for as long as possible.
Leaning down, I nip at her collarbone and revel in the sensations building within us. Tori's whimpers give way to gentle moans as I pick up speed, and it's the perfect soundtrack to our lust. Chocolate orbs peer up at me through her eyelashes, and there's nothing but my reflection within them. Tori's full lips part as I thrust into her again, causing her to quake with desire. Our hips collide with increasing intensity, the sensations beginning to overwhelm us both. Tori's pert chest bounces in time with our movements, a monument to her perfection even in the throes of lust.
I feel Tori's legs tighten around my waist once again, burying me to the hilt within her molten depths as she rides the crest of her first orgasm. Tori thrashes below me, screwing her eyes shut as her muscles contract around my shaft as she loses herself in rapture. The world stands still, and I lose track of everything but Tori. Even in the throes of passion, she moves like poetry. It seems like an eternity, but when Tori finally begins to come back to earth, I slow my thrusts and take a moment to heave a sigh of relief that she got to cum at least once before me. At least she won't recall her first time as a total failure. Her eyes open and I swear Tori's folds seem to draw me ever deeper as her mind re-engages.
A faded memory of a dirty magazine from years past flitters before my eyes, and I push away from the velvet caress of Tori's lips. Her eyes blow open and protests form on her lips, but I dip away from her anyway. Kneeling upright in the cradle of her hips, I lift Tori's legs into the air and in front of my shoulders. She's peering up at me, but the protests have died. As I shift my weight so that we're face to face, it seems like all rational thought between us dies.
Our hips meet and jolts of pleasure crash through us as I loom over Tori. I thrust forth sharply as Tori folds in on herself, her legs framing that beautiful face. As I peer down at her, it's clear that years of dance having gifted her with a flexibility that I could only dream of. With my confidence rising, I build a stuttering rhythm and a loud moan filters through Tori's lips as I roll my hips against her again.
"F-faster…" The words trip hesitantly from Tori's tongue. They just barely slip into the air, as though dulled by the flush on her cheeks. Instead of dwelling on her sudden shyness, I nod lightly and acquiesce her request. Rocking my hips back and forth, that tender moment between us is buried beneath the throes of our passion. As my thrusts build in volume and intensity, Tori's shyness is cosigned to the past as well. Curse words of an increasing color and variation begin to tumble from her lips as her pleasure begins to build once again.
Between the ecstasy and fatigue, I can feel something building within me. Tori's increasing cries of pleasure are of no assistance in delaying the inevitable either. Far from the former shyness of her voice, Tori's body moves like distilled lust. Every movement is a damnation of my resolve, and pulls me ever closer to the edge. Her arms wrap around my neck as she comes back to earth for a brief moment, or maybe not.
The words that Tori speaks into my ear are incomprehensible. I'm not sure what Tori said, but her breath slams against my skin like molten lava. I screw my eyes shut, trying to hold onto the last moments of this union for as long as I can. Tori's breasts brush against me, the hardened tips of her nipples just another sensation within this cocktail of pleasure.
As Tori writhes against me and cries of pleasure slips through her lips, I realize that I can't hold on forever. Wisps of her matted hair lay against her perfect features, and I try to commit this image to memory for the rest of my life. I've only just sketched the details in my mind before my eyes roll into the back of my head. The pressure with me builds to unbearable levels, conspiring with Tori's moans to rob me of all rational thought. My shaft begins to take on a life of its own, writhing within Tori as my climax arrives.
My muscles spasm, and with one final thrust, I explode.
Seeing stars, I barely notice Tori's legs spread. She lowers her legs away from me and draws me into the valley between her breasts as I heave oxygen into my lungs. Beneath me, I can feel Tori's heart thumping wildly against her chest. It might even match the frantic hammering that my ribs are taking. I'm not sure of how much time spirals past us before we speak, but I'm utterly convinced that it doesn't matter in the slightest. Sometime in the future, Tori's fingers draw small circles on my back and peel me away from my sex induced stupor.
"Te amo, Robbie." Even with my mind still reeling, I hear Tori's words as though they're bouncing around within my own skull. Her pitch wavers and there's a crack in her voice, but I've never heard anything more perfect. I'm not sure if it's the words themselves, or the lips that they passed through, but my heart swells and I don't think I've ever felt more important. Extending my arms and lifting my head, I plant a singular kiss on Tori's forehead. It's a prologue, simply a gesture to calm her as I wait for words to coagulate on my tongue.
"I love you too Tori, more than anything." Sincerity edges my voice and rolls through my exhaustion. Tori's eyes twinkle as my declaration sinks into her skin. Even as a bead of sweat rolls off my forehead and lands on Tori's chest, the perfect moment between us hangs undisturbed in the air. Truthfully, it's almost unnerving. My throat constricts, as though trying to strangle anything capable of disturbing this stitch in time. The sensation of Tori shifting beneath me peels me out of my thoughts as her lips part.
"So…will there be a round two?" Tori asks, arcing an eyebrow suggestively. Laughter bursts from my lips, as the girl I love emerges from the girl I've just made love to. That's before she rolls her hips against me though. The embers of my lust ignite into something more as laughter continues to spill from my lips. It's not that I'm not turned on, or that she isn't the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. It's nothing like that. The laughter tumbling from my lips is the essence of relief. It's kind of nice knowing Tori is utterly incapable of letting a perfect moment linger. She's just got to ruin them somehow.
"I ruined the moment didn't I?" Tori laments, her eyebrow falling back into its regular place. Pursing my lips, I nod my head and suppress the laughter that's still tickling my throat. Brushing a lock of hair from her face, I place a tender kiss on Tori's lips and pour all of my love into it. Tori's eyes light up like fireworks have exploded behind them and she wraps her arms around my neck, sweeping me into her embrace all over again.
"Your ruining these moments is kind of what makes them perfect though." I admit, as we break apart again. Tori's lips curl into a smile and she nods in agreement. That's our relationship in a nutshell, imperfectly perfect. Seemingly, she's content in the knowledge that if it hadn't been her, it would have been me that said something ridiculous. I'm about to say something when Tori's hips shift beneath me, and all of the blood meant for my brain rushes in another direction. Peering down at Tori, there's a lopsided grin on her lips as words form on her tongue.
"Seriously though, round two?"
Well there you have it. First real sex scene, so leave some feedback and whatnot, yeah? Love y'all. :)