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• First Time : Mark •

Only dressed in a pair of underwear and an oversized shirt that belonged to your boyfriend, Mark, whom you've been dating for a little over a year now, you reached up into the pantry to grab yourself a sweet late night snack. You could feel the plastic package of your favorite treat touch the tips of your fingers, but it was suddenly snatched away.

You turned around to see Mark, shirtless and in sweatpants, holding the snack, a bright smile on his face. "Give that to me!" you demanded. "I didn't hear a please, so no," he grinned. "Why do I have to say please? It's mine." You stood on the tips of your toes to grab it, but Mark only held it up higher.

"Give it!" Mark started running away towards the bedroom, and you quickly followed. He turned around and scooped you up, falling back on to the bed. You took advantage of the situation and began to tickle his sides. Mark squirmed, causing friction between both of your lower halves. Leaning forward to try and retrieve the snack caused a low groan to come from the back of Mark's throat.

You smirked and repeated your action in hopes that he would eventually give up and let you finally eat, but boy were you wrong. Mark sat up, dropping the package of food on the floor, unexpectedly connecting his lips with yours. At first it was soft and tender, but it soon heated up as Mark's tongue brushed across your bottom lip.

You weren't exactly sure what to do, since you were new to this. Mark's hand ghosted up your shirt, causing you to gasp, and he took this as an opportunity to get what he wanted. Mark's tongue massaged yours, thumb swiping across your right nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through your body, and you hummed against his lips.

He eventually stood up and took you to the upper part of the bed, setting you down and getting on top. His kisses traveled down your jaw and to your neck, where he took the tender skin between his teeth, harshly sucking and creating a dark bruise that was a mixture of red and purple hues.

Mark didn't realize he was steadily grinding against your clothed core, but you certainly did. You let out a breathy moan, resting one hand on the back of his neck and the other on his left shoulder. He took ahold of the hem of the shirt you had on, about to discard it, but Mark looked you in the eyes and asked, "Are you sure you're ready to do this?" "Yes, I'm sure," you smiled.

That smile though quickly disappeared as your shirt was done away with, leaving you only in your underwear, and Mark attaching his mouth to one of your nipples, massaging the other in his hand. Mark's hand mirrored the motions of his mouth until he transitioned, giving them both an equal amount of attention. You whimpered, intertwining your fingers in his soft hair.

He then began to pepper your stomach with kisses, stopping once reaching the hem of your underwear, hooking his fingers through, and pulling them down. He sat up to look at you. You felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment and avoided eye contact by averting your gaze to the ceiling. Mark cupped your cheek in his hand, gaining your attention.

He placed a passionate kiss on your lips. "Don't be embarrassed. You're beautiful." Mark left open mouthed kisses all down your chest and stomach, eventually kissing down your right inner thigh, his hot breath washing over your core as he went to kiss the left side.

Mark's tongue finally connected with your center, causing your back to arch off of the bed, and a moan to escape your lips. His tongue danced around your clit until eventually applying pressure to it, earning Mark another moan. A finger was soon added to the mix, entering inside without warning. "Mark," you moaned. You could feel him smirk against you, his finger curling upwards.

Instinctively, you clamped your legs shut due to this new feeling of pleasure, but Mark used his free arm to wrap around your right leg and keep them spread apart. Another finger was added, and you let out a louder moan this time. After a few minutes of this, an unfamiliar feeling crept upon you. It was as if your diaphragm was tying itself up in knots, and Mark could feel you tightening around his fingers.

"Mark, I-I," you stuttered. "It's alright, baby. Cum for me." Your back lifted off the mattress, the sheets wrinkling in your grasp as you hit your high, moaning Mark's name. Mark licked his fingers clean and sat up to remove his pants and briefs. You were shocked when his erection sprung free. You didn't expect to see something so big.

After rolling on a condom, he enveloped his arms around you and lined himself up with your entrance. "I'm sorry if it hurts, but it'll get better. I promise." You nodded as Mark sweetly kissed your lips and slowly pushed into you. When the tip was in, both of you moaned into each other's mouth before he caught your bottom lip between his teeth, giving it a gentle tug.

After a few seconds, he continued to push himself inside you. You cried out as you felt a sharp pain in your lower area, a small amount of blood trickling down on to the sheets. Tears welled up in your eyes, one escaping, but was quickly wiped away by Mark's thumb. He kissed your forehead and continued pushing until his full length was being caressed by your tight, wet walls.

After you had been given some time to adjust, Mark rolled his hips back and propelled into you, pain turning into pleasure. You moaned into his ear, exciting Mark even more and causing him to speed up his thrusts slightly. He rested his head in the crook of your neck, his moans and groans making your stomach do flips.

Several minutes later, as the once quiet room was now completely filled with the sounds of moaning, Mark's thrusts became sloppy and that pressure in your stomach started to build again. "Mark, I think I'm gonna-" you started, but couldn't finish due to the overwhelming sensation you felt. "Not yet, babe. Just a little longer." You weren't sure how you were going to do that. "Mark, I can't," you whimpered. With a few more thrusts, you were ready to burst.

"Alright, baby. Let go," he breathed, giving one last strong thrust. You threw your head back, moaning so loud that you were pretty damn sure the neighbors heard you. He gradually slowed his pace, riding out both of your orgasms. Mark stilled inside, giving you a quick peck. "I love you," he smiled. "I love you too," you replied.

After the two of you caught your breath, he pulled out and ridded himself of the condom. Your stomach grumbled, and you pouted, remembering that the snack you wanted before all of this happened was on the floor. You also knew you most likely weren't going to be able to get up and get it, since your legs felt like jelly at the moment. "Hey, can you do something for me?" you asked. "Sure. What is it?"

"Can you get me the snack you stole off of the floor?" Mark laughed, shaking his head before getting up off the bed. "Thank you," you smiled. He tossed you the snack before crawling back under the covers and pulling you into him. "You're welcome."

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