Chapter 13: Sex

A couple of weeks later, and it was the half-term holidays, Wendy and James knew that the weeks after that would be intense as they would be sitting their exams shortly. They knew that for the time being their time together would be strictly limited; they had some serious revision to do.

James called at Wendy’s house at nine-thirty in the morning as she’d told him to do. He thought they were going to hang out at the park or maybe go into Bury or even Manchester, but Wendy had other ideas.

James was surprised to find Wendy still had on her dressing gown when she opened the door to him. That didn’t stop him from wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into a hug, and kissing her passionately.

James felt Wendy relax against him as she kissed him back before she suddenly broke away saying, “Gotta get ready, stay here for a mo,” before she ran up the stairs.

“James, will you come upstairs please, I need you to help me with something.”

What on earth could Wendy want now, he thought as he made his way up the stairs and walked into Wendy’s bedroom. “What do you want n... “ James nearly had a heart attack at the sight that met his eyes.

Wendy was standing there in a pale pink, baby-doll nightie of gossamer-thin material. So transparent he could see the outline of her breasts, and the dark shadows of her nipples as they poked through it. The nightie was so short it barely covered the firm cheeks of Wendy’s cute little bum. Her long and sexy legs were made even better by the pink kitten-heeled mules she wore on her feet.

“I want you to help me take this off,” Wendy said in a hoarse whisper full of sexual meaning. James’ mind refused to allow itself to think what it wanted to.

The light was soft and diffused as the curtains were partly closed as James closed the gap between them, pulled Wendy into a loving embrace and kissed her.

After a few minutes of kissing, Wendy backed away, and instead of waiting for James’ help, she reached down, took hold of the hem of her nightdress and lifted it over her head and dropped it onto the floor at her feet. Although she had instigated things, Wendy felt very exposed and bare as she stood before James, desperately wanting to cover her nakedness with her hands. Forcing herself to hold still, she stood with her hands at her sides, allowing James to feast his eyes on her youthful nakedness.

James’ mouth was opening and closing like a fish out of water, gasping for breath. His cock, which was already hard, and rampant, seemed to stiffen even more as it made a bulge in his pants. “Beautiful,” he eventually managed to whisper in a voice that croaked and crackled with pent-up lust.

The word was both encouraging and made Wendy feel more embarrassed at the same time. Embarrassed, because she was naked and letting James look at her body, encouraged because he so obviously adored the way she looked. As a teenage girl, of course, she was flattered by that simple expression, but she was also torn by self-doubt. James had seen Wendy’s boobs and pussy before, but he had never seen her completely naked, not like this. She was openly showing herself to him, gifting the nakedness of her body to him.

Wendy looked at James until he finally got the message and began to undress. As soon as he was naked, he did the same as Wendy, even though he was equally embarrassed as she had been. This wasn’t like changing for sport, this was something else entirely. His cock was sticking straight out from his body. As she looked, Wendy could see it pulsing.

“You got some ‘Johnnie’s’ with you?” Wendy enquired as soon as James had finished undressing, praying that the answer was yes. James nodded his head, now convinced of what was going to happen. He’d been carrying some for months, hoping to get the chance to use one with Wendy.

“Well, I think you’d better put it on.”

James’ hands were trembling so much that he dropped the packet, when he finally managed to get the Durex out he struggled to get it on his cock. Wendy wanted to help him but was afraid to do something wrong. After what seemed like millennia James’ cock was sheathed in a protective cover.

The pair climbed onto Wendy’s bed, lying on their sides facing one another and started to kiss. At first surprisingly softly but then with more force as their passion grew. James’ hands were caressing Wendy’s body as she twisted her hands in his long hair. James kissed his way down Wendy’s neck, along her shoulders and then lower until he was kissing and sucking on her boobs. Wendy could feel her pussy becoming wetter and wetter by the second, maybe it was what James was doing to her boobs, which always seemed to have a link to her sex, or maybe it was the anticipation of what was to come. She could wait no longer. Now was the time.

Rolling onto her back and spreading her legs wide, Wendy pulled James with her, so that he was lying on top of her, with his lower body between her open legs. James inched upwards until he sensed his cock pressing against Wendy. Then her outer lips seemed to open and the head of his cock was pressing forward more urgently, seeking the entrance to the heaven that would be Wendys pussy.

Wendy pushed a hand between them and guided James so he was in a perfect position and smiled at him, not without a little bit of fear and trepidation showing in her eyes as she said, “Now, do it now, but please be gentle.” As if by magic James eased his hips forwards and penetrated Wendy. He saw her grimace and bite down on her lower lip as she gave a little gasp of pain as he felt the pressure of her virginity straining against his intruding phallus before parting for him, and he slid fully home, his balls coming to rest against Wendy’s tight and perfect little bum cheeks.

The pair held themselves perfectly still as looks of awe and amazement echoed in both of their eyes. A single, silent tear ran out of the side of Wendy’s eye. This felt so good, so right, she felt full and stretched and they were just lying together coupled. What would it feel like when they actually did something? Why had she waited so long?

James eased his cock part way out and then back inside Wendy, gradually building up a steady rhythm. Wendy matched him by humping her hips. Now the initial pain had dissipated, she was matching James stroke for stroke, and more so, she was urging him onwards as she wrapped her legs around him. James looked lovingly into Wendy’s eyes, forever imprinting on his memory every change of her expression.

Suddenly and without any warning, James came, his balls contracted and ejaculated a blast of cum that filled the condom. Then another and another, James’ eyes had rolled back, and he was silently screaming. Despite this, he kept on pumping into Wendy and had only softened slightly. Wendy was soon on the verge of her own climax and her eyes glazed over. Waves of heat pulsed and spread through her, and she pulled James’ face down so that she could kiss him. Her body shook and trembled underneath James as her pussy continued to clench and release him.

The new lovers separated at last and once again lay together. Wendy lay half across James as she stared at his face as he gently and lovingly rubbed her back.

“Thank you,” James whispered, then to Wendy’s surprise continued, “not for what we’ve done, but for making me wait. This was perfect, so much better than it would have been earlier. I love you even more now.”

Wendy’s eyes filled with tears. James wasn’t saying he loved her more because they had had sex. He was saying he loved her full stop.

Having now experienced full sex for the first time Wendy was soon ready to do it again. She acknowledged to herself that it was brill’ and groovy and that she liked everything about it. The feel of James as he was on top of her. The fab feeling of his cock as it moved in and out. The way her pussy gripped and released him. The way her pussy tingled and her whole body went hot and then cold when she came.

Yes, she was sore, well not exactly sore, but tender, but she was certain that she could easily do it again.