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Your First Time -(Paul George)-For @mindlessly_spiffy *Explicit* *Very Long*

Paul got on top and planted wet kisses on your neck. The kiss began to grow heated, making soft moans come from you. You put a hand on his chest, pushing him up slightly. You knew where this was going. 'Should you tell him?' "Do you have a condom?" you asked. 'What would he do? Laugh?-No, Paul isn't like that..' Paul, without even looking up, reached into the dresser next to his bed, and pulled out the small foiled package. He reached under your skirt, his fingers pulling at your thong. Your whole body tensed up. 'Now is the best time to tell him' you thought, 'before things go too far.' "Paul, I'm a virgin" you sputtered out finally after minutes of debating. He pulled away from your neck. "Go ahead, make fun at me" you said, diverting your eyes. "[Y/N], I'm not going to make fun of you. If you're not ready to this, I don't want you to feel pressured. I understand if you want your first time to be special." "It will be special with you." "[Y/N] are you sure?" "I want this Paul. I'm ready." Paul lowered his head back to your chest to suck and kiss on the tender skin. "You're tense" he noticed. You took a deep breathed as he kissed you just above your chest. You felt incredibly anxious. Fingers slid under your shirt, palming your breasts under the material of your bra. You felt yourself began to grow wet from his touch. He felt the skin all the way down your shoulders, to unclasp your bra. He took it off your body and tossed it on the floor. Moving back down to your breasts, he began to suck on your left nipple, flickering the hard nub with the tip of his tongue. Shivers ran down your spine. This had to be one of the best experiences you ever had, and you weren't even done yet. His smoothly slid a hand down to your underwear, his hand creeping under the fabric.

You gasped as he rubbed your most delicate and intimate area. Carefully, he slid a finger inside you, being cautious that it might hurt if he was rough. It felt so uncomfortable as his finger sunk deeper and deeper, trying to loosen you up to prepare you. Paul watched your reaction, stopping if you didn't want to go on. He leveled his face with yours again, and smashed your lips together, gradually deepening the kiss. Parting from the long kiss, Paul stands up taking off his clothes, his boxers had a few wet spots from pre-cum on them, showing you that he was ready also. You took off your skirt and thong and tossed them onto the floor. He went back to your lips, turning the sweet kisses sloppy. Paul rolled the condom onto his thick member. It was time to get down to business now.  Paul crawled on you, straddling your waist. Leaning down, he kissed your forehead. "[Y/N], are you sure you want this?" "Yes, Paul, I want this." "If anything hurts baby, I want you to tell me and I'll stop. I want you to feel  pleasure from this too." "I will." You took a few deep breaths to help yourself calm down. Paul reached down and ran his member up and down your folds, to get lubricated. He slowly pushed the tip in you, watching your face. "More?" he asked. Gripping onto his arms, you nodded. "More." Inch by inch Paul began to push himself deeper into your passage. You felt your hymen starting to tear inside you as he pushed deeper. "This is going to hurt" he informed, plunged into you, tearing the hymen in an instant. You gripped his arms as hard as you could, leaving nail marks over his tattoos. "Just tell me if you want me to stop." "Keep going Paul." 

Finally, Paul was all the way insideyou and you could feel the pain between your legs. "Okay, you can move now" you instructed, "slowly." Paul complied, as began to move to move in and out of you at a steady, but unhurried pace. You had a need for more now; the pain was fading, the hard part was over with. Paul let out at groan at how tight you were. "Go faster" you begged. You moved your hips against him, your legs wrapped around his hips, locking him in place. "I love you so much" he grunted, looking down at you. Sweat droplets accumulated on both of your foreheads. Paul flipped over so that you could ride him, he angled your hips to make himself go deeper. His engored cock throbbed inside of you. His movements began to get sloppier and less directed. "Paul I'm going to cum-" "Me too!" he cried, throwing his head back as you both were thrown over the edge. You collasped on him, your sweaty body against his. You moved off off him and laid your head on his chest. "That...was..amazing" you panted. "It..was..more..than amazing."

-Not really a plot to this preferrence, but, ayy I liked it! Votes? 👌👌

Oh, and can someone please tell @QveenKaep that Derrick Rose is sexier than Carmerlo Anthony? 😒😒