Chapter 6 Desire (2)

" Perverse, call me perverse sir." He leans down a bit and two of his fingers enter inside my vagina, I bite my lips holding back a moan of pain. Open your legs." He inserts his fingers again and I bite my lips again, the sensation of pain has changed, I squeeze my hands on his muscular arm and rest my head on his shoulder. I love your pussy, so wet and tight." He takes out his wet fingers and runs them over my clitoris, starting to massage and I get lost in the new sensations. Open your eyes." As I do, I am surprised to see that we have turned and our image is reflected in the mirror of the room." ¡Oh Dios! I can't believe that I am that completely naked woman, with dilated pupils, erect nipples, mouth and legs slightly open, and that I am lost in the arms of a stranger, in a suit, who is biting my neck, squeezing my breasts, and forcefully massaging my clitoris. I must be dreaming! The perverse gentleman inserts his fingers again, then takes them out, massages my clitoris, and hits it hard. I feel the fire rising through my body and the hot liquid running down my vaginal walls, getting lost in my legs. I scream, because the sensation overwhelms me. My legs tremble and I can't breathe. I have reached an incredible point, but I need something more. I focus my gaze on the mirror and watch as the Perverse Gentleman continues to calmly massage between my legs. He leans in a bit and inserts his fingers inside me again. I startle, caught by surprise, and reach my arm back, grabbing onto his hair. I am so wet that his fingers slide easily inside me. He takes them out and I watch with parted lips and extremely dilated eyes as he brings them to his mouth. "Exquisite," he whispers in my ear without stopping his gaze in the mirror."I could get lost in your taste." I feel myself ignited once again. Am I normal? I haven't heard any of the girls talk about any of this in their first times. Well, it hasn't happened to me until now, but it's the first time someone has touched me like this. The Perverse Gentleman steps away and I remain standing, watching through the mirror as he disappears into a corner of the room that I can't see. My breathing is heavy and shallow, and the only sound is the soft music. "Lie down on the bed," I hear his voice again. I try to turn to look at him, but the sound of his voice stops me."Now!" I head towards the large bed with black sheets and sit on the edge, then let myself fall slowly onto it."In the center of the bed," he instructs. I move until I am positioned as he wants, looking up at a large round mirror where I can see myself completely. What am I doing here? I ask myself again. I feel his soft steps approaching, focusing my gaze on him as he comes to the edge of the bed. My eyes are fixed on his bulge, my mind wanders, and my cheeks heat up. The Perverse Gentleman is completely naked, and his phallus is so large that I start torturing myself imagining how a woman could take it. If I felt a little pain with his two fingers, what would happen if I let him finish and take my virginity? Actually, I think I just asked myself a stupid question. I am on his bed, naked, after having my first orgasm with his fingers. It's clear that tonight I am going to lose my virginity. I bring my hand to my face and hear his smile. " Open your eyes! Look at me!" I slide my gaze over his body, he has a glass in his left hand again and drinks from it, he is tall, slim but muscular, his black hair and bushy eyebrows make a strong contrast with his slightly bronzed white skin, his completely defined abdomen and muscular, long legs make me swallow hard." I hope you like what you see, because I love what I have tasted." I bring my hands back to my face and close my legs, feeling tingles and a void in my stomach that I need to fill, immediately." Touch yourself!" I lift my face a little and stare at him. I have never touched myself, not because, contrary to what everyone thought, I am not a virgin saving myself for marriage, but because I have not wanted to give my virginity to any boy from the neighborhood, only to end up stuck or pregnant, so despite knowing in theory everything that happens between a man and a woman and sometimes having the temptation to throw it all away, I have restrained myself and been very strong, and never, not even when I had the greatest temptation, have I touched myself. " I don't know how to do it." I respond in a sigh and close my eyes again, bringing one of my hands to my stomach and holding my breath. This man must think I'm a failure! He's going to ask me to get up and leave. " You don't know how?" He asks me and I nod, mortified." Look at me!" I open my eyes and watch him raise an eyebrow before taking a sip of his glass and then bringing his free hand to his member. What is he doing?" I'm going to show you, just follow my movements on your body." Oh God! I bite my lips and do what he does, he touches his member gently and I do the same with my vaginal lips; he moves up to his glans and squeezes and I do the same with my clitoris, moaning. I watch him bite his lips, run his hand with the glass over his neck and down to his nipples, while still massaging his member, I do the same, sliding my free hand to my breasts and squeezing my nipples, continuing to massage my clitoris, he keeps watching me and slides his hand up and down his shaft, spreading his legs more and slightly opening his mouth, leaning in, leaving the glass on the floor and continuing to pleasure himself, I follow his movements, getting stronger each time.