WARNING: Some of the content in this next chapter is EXTREMELY graphic. If you aren't into this kind of stuff, I suggest you not read it until the next chapter after this is posted. You probably wont miss that much. However, if you dare, go on ahead and read this one ;)

Chapter Four

I was ready for this. I felt it in my heart. This wasn't exactly the way I pictured it, but I definitely pictured it with Johnny, so I guess that was all that mattered. After this, I will know what true ecstasy is like. I will know...We both got up from the couch. He pushed me into a separate room within the room we were already in, then locked it. We were both completely alone now, and hungry. But not for food...

Johnny switched on the light, and by natural impulse, I drew myself closer to him. That was the moment both our lips touched that entire night. His mouth was like sweet flower petals. Mine were probably all dry and rough. His wet tongue swept all inside my mouth, almost choking me with his saliva. Mmm, Johnny's saliva...

"Baby, get your spit all over me," I whispered as he kissed me. "Oh god, yeah..." His hands went lower on my torso. He placed his hands on my buttocks, squeezing it through my tight jeans. I placed my hands on his hair and ran them through it without me realizing it until seconds later. This sure wasn't enough for me, not at this point. I had reached my pinnacle of sexual desire. Translation, I was insanely horny. I needed him on me, inside me. I wanted all of it now.

"John," I said against his lips. I didn't have to say anything else but his name. That word alone was enough for him. In that same moment, he began taking off his black tank top, his bare chest showing. Johnny was extremely hairy. Jesus lord...

He helped me take off my shirt. I still had my brazier on, though. I hastily tore off my jeans and my underwear. He did the same. I turned around so he could help me with taking off my brazier. He slid it off me, then tossed it somewhere in the room. I'd have to find it later on. I never showed a guy my full body before, but of course, I never had a reason to. Obviously, this was a different circumstance. I felt so calm as Johnny's eyes gazed over me. I grabbed his hand and led him to the bed.

Johnny began by massaging my breasts. He moved them back and forth as I moaned the entire time. Then he lowered his head and sucked each of my nipples delicately, nibbling them a little, but not enough for it to hurt. Next, he took his large hands and forced me to move my legs further and further from eachother. He took his index finger and inserted it into my small vagina. Nothing had ever gone in there before. I never even masturbated, so I was pretty scared. I had no idea what he was doing.

"Johnny," I moaned out to him. "I'm scared. I don't know what this is..."

"I'm getting you wet down there. So when I penetrate you, it wont hurt as much. It'd be easier if we had lubrication though, but this'll have to do." He Inserted his finger deeper, and I squealed out of slight pain. "I'm sorry. This isnt supposed to hurt."

"It's alright, its not your fault. I'm too much of a sensitive wuss."

Johnny continued until it didn't hurt anymore. In fact, I barely felt anything. When he took his finger out, it was wet with my vaginal juices. He put his finger in his mouth and sucked on it. "Oh, that's delicious." He rammed his head in between my legs and the next thing I knew, his tongue took a nice field trip around my hole, licking me everywhere. I had to admit, that felt amazing. I didn't want him to stop, but he did.

"Lay your head back," he said. I did. Then, that was when it happened. I screamed unbelievably loud. Someone from the outside could've thought I was getting murdered, or was about to be. Johnny hushed me gently. "I know, I know...it's alright, Angela. It's alright, babe."

I barely heard him through all the noise I was making. I knew he was trying his hardest to calm me down, but god the pain...I didn't think I'd experienced something so damn painful in my life. Nothing compared to this. "JESUS! Ah, Jesus Christ!"

"I'm sorry, Angela. I know it hurts."

After about five minutes, the pain subsided, and I calmed down, panting for air so much that it looked like I'd give out any second. But I wasn't, I was alright.

"You okay?" he asked me. I nodded.

"I'm fine." Tears came down my face that I didn't know I cried out. Johnny wiped my tears away. He was really a gentleman at heart.

"I'll take it slow on ya, 'k?" He kissed my forehead, then moved back and forth, alomst in a rhythmic beat. About ten minutes passed, and Johnny's facial expressions began to change. He looked more concentrated. I moaned as he moved faster, but then it was his turn.

"Oh, god...I feel it."

"Feel what, John?"

"Oh, man. Oh man here it comes." He sighed. "I'm gonna come." He took himself out of me and shoved his penis into my mouth, then squirted a crap load of salty, delicious, white liquid all the way down my throat. "You like that, Angela?"

"Mhm." I sucked his dick for a while, letting his juices flow into me.

"That's right, baby. Betcha no man can do this for ya..."