shouldered the responsibility and freed me from the embarrassment.
Before I had chance to explain any of this, Tommy had climbed on top of me,
“Are you ok with this, you're totally sure?” he asked.
“Never been surer,” was my response.
His hand disappeared down below somewhere and then I felt the tip of his penis touch the edge of my pussy. I was so wet that despite his size and excitement it entered without difficulty. However, his proportions soon met with slight resistance because of my virginity. I suddenly felt a slight tug and the entirety of him was fully inside. Tommy groaned and lifted himself, as the motions swayed so did my head, I was fast losing myself in the moment, so turned on by the whole involvement, I was starting to feel a rise in my sensations. The technique and the intimacy were creating a cascade of sparks waiting to explode, like a sizzling firework as its touch paper had been lit. I clung onto Tommy for what seemed like dear life and as his body wound itself around me I began my final journey.
Both of us moved perfectly, his penis expanded itself to my welcome and my pussy enveloped his every inch, lifting myself up to his every thrust, it happened. Tommy allowed himself to tell me that he was almost there and we timed it to absolute perfection. My very first orgasm with a penis inside me was, without a shadow of any doubt, was the most amazing event of my life. It was like I'd been injected with a shot of adrenalin.
I'd imagined all kinds of horror stories, I suppose the unknown is always an intimidating prospect but on this occasion I needn't have worried for one moment, Tommy had been kind, gentle and fully supportive and caring of my position, for my first time experience, I couldn't have asked for a nicer person to have it with.
I'd almost danced up the stairs that night and I don't even think my grandparents would have noticed due to the level of alcohol consumed that night but for me, I was high enough on my encounter to care about anything else and that night my dreams were almost alive too.
It certainly wasn't a solitary episode either, following my birthday we had taken to meeting up on regular occasions when we thought the adults weren't watching. Like naughty little garden pixies we would skip off into the night, find somewhere quiet, usually the stables, and delve into the depths of each other's bodies and satisfactions. It was a first, true love experience for me, for Tommy, I wasn't so sure and it was something I never even considered asking him. I'd assumed, due to his level of awareness and guidance that I wasn't the first girl that he'd had sex with. I wasn't even sure whether he viewed it as sex or love. It just happened and I knew how I felt, I loved Tommy and I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life.
We did talk about everything else though; our constant conversations and sharing of opinions allowed us to not only enjoy each other sexually but intellectually as well. Sadly, the one thing we didn't agree on was our own personal, future plans. I was destined for university and Tommy was content with his lot on the ranch. One of us would be spreading our wings and the other would be spreading manure.
Tommy talked with passion about the ranch, I on the other hand talked about meeting new people, evading the long hours and early mornings trenching the farm with pails of water and corn feed. I was ambitious and Tommy was just accepting, he was to follow in his father's footsteps and it hadn't occurred to him to think any differently.
This became our ultimate downfall and so, by the time I reached my decision to leave the security of home and dip my toe into the big, wide world, Tommy refused to accept that it was anything less than him not being enough. Taking it personally we parted on very strong, emotional words, his not mine, and I left Gainsborough to better myself.
It was