Is this destiny?

Ron froze at Zula's words. She just told him (again) that she is OK with him touching her.

Ron told himself to wait, that he just got out of the sticky situation, that he messed up that same morning and Zula forgave him only a few hours ago, that he should not rush, that there is a vacation he will plan for later… but he is an eighteen years old boy and his adorable girlfriend is topless in the bed by his side, her back is pressing against his chest, and he is aroused, and she said that it's OK.

Ron's hands moved slowly around Zula's waist, and over her abdomen higher and he cupped Zula's breasts. They are palm-sized and firm, and Ron felt the pressure in his groin increasing.

He kissed Zula's neck from the back and murmured close to her ear: "Let me know if you disagree with what I'm doing and you want me to stop. And if I am too dazed to listen, feel free to smack me."

"OK." Zula breathed.

Zula closed her eyes and relished Ron's kisses and his hot breath on her neck and around her ear. She enjoyed the way his palms kneaded and teased her girls. She wished to hold onto him, but he was behind her, so she reached with her arms above her head and laced her fingers in his hair.

Zula felt his right palm gliding down her abdomen, and her breath hitched when his fingers made their way inside her panties and between her folds.

Ron hummed in satisfaction when he felt how wet Zula is, and he was delighted when she spread her legs, to give him better access.

Zula was surprised how quickly electric sparks charged her veins and her mind was filled with a need for more. Her hips moved to meet his hand, shyly at first, but then with more force as her body got completely overtaken by lust and her need for a release.

Zula gasped when his finger slipped inside her and in less than a second, his hand was out of her panties.

In her haze, Zula realized that Ron froze and that he probably interpreted her gasp as disapproval. She turned halfway and grabbed his face. She kissed him on the lips once, twice…

Zula took his hand which hovered above her and guided it back toward the cradle of her thighs.

"Don't stop…" She pleaded before kissing him again.

It didn't take more than a moment for his hand to return where it was and to continue stroking and teasing and his finger got inside her again.

Ron used this new position to get a taste of her breasts.

Zula fisted his hair while he sucked on her nipples, one at a time, and her body moved on its own to meet his hand.

Ron was grinding on her hip and he knew that he needs more than that, but his hands were busy, and he was unable to remove his pajama bottoms without stopping his actions. And Zula's ragged breathing told him that this is not a good time to stop.

Zula was trapped in a whirlwind which was getting stronger by the second and electric charges which accumulated in her core burst through her body as he pushed her over the edge. Zula whimpered between gasps for air when she came apart in his hand.

And just like that, with few shivers of her body, it was over. Well, it was over for her, because Ron felt that he is going to burst if he does not get a release.

He was contemplating between removing their clothes completely, asking her to touch him, or maybe just removing his clothes and grinding himself on her (it worked the last time)… or going to the bathroom to give relief to himself. He was leaning toward the bathroom option because in that way he is not pushing Zula beyond the boundaries they never crossed before, and also, his hand never failed him.

Before Ron voiced his decision, Zula stuck to him and kissed him greedily.

Ron shivered at the feeling of her breasts pressing on his chest and he hugged her tightly, to increase the area of that amazing skin-to-skin contact. 

Zula's core was throbbing, and she was consumed in lust and the emptiness his finger left behind. She was thinking that if his finger can make her feel so good, how it will feel when it's the real thing? It must be a thousand times better and she really wanted to confirm that. With Ron.

A few months ago, Oni and Nala told her that making love is wonderful, and since then Zula really-really wants to go all the way with Ron. And the way his hips are moving while he is kissing her is telling her that he is ready but reluctant because he is considering her wishes.

"It's OK, Ron…" Zula whispered into his lips. "I want it… with you… if you want me…"

Zula's words unleashed a kissing frenzy and a minute later, both of them were naked.

Zula felt pressure and a stretch before piercing pain shoot from her core.

Her nails dug into Ron's back and her cry was muffled in his neck.

"It will get better…" Ron murmured close to her ear while making his way inside her slowly. "Relax… it will get better…"

Zula hissed and shut her eyes tightly. Nothing he said reached her. How on earth is this wonderful? It hurts like hell! Why would people look forward to doing this? Why would anyone want to do this? And who said that this should be done with the person you love? This is torture! It should be done with enemies!

"Zula… look at me…" Ron whispered.

Zula opened her eyes and blinked her tears away so that she can see him clearly. Ah, at least he stopped moving. That's it, right?

Ron leaned closer and sucked on her lower lip and then bit on it and Zula gasped. But not because of the pain in her lip, he was moving again and going deeper! How much more is left?

Ron kissed Zula in an effort to stay present. Her wet heat clutched him tightly and he never felt anything so good in his life. He knew that he should not go deeper before she relaxes but staying still was torturously impossible.

Ron's hips inched away from Zula and then returned. Once, twice, trice…

For Zula, his every movement was agonizing. She was aware that he is murmuring something, close to her ear but she was unable to focus on what he is saying. The only thing she wanted was for him to stop but the pain made her body practically non-responsive and she could not form a word.

Zula is not sure at what point the pain was replaced by a numb sensation and a couple of more trusts later, she felt a glimpse of those sparks which make her lose herself.

Ron smiled when her hips moved to meet his, and he knew that he can go deeper, all the way, just how his body demands. It was a new feeling for Ron, enjoying the pleasures of the flesh with a girl. And not just any girl, this is Zula, the best girl in the world. And every moment was divine.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. Ron was fired up and craving for a release, and Zula was hot and tight, and Ron was unable to hold back.

Zula heard Ron let out a set of unintelligible sounds and then his body stiffened, and she felt his shaft pulsating inside her as his juices filled her up.

"I'm sorry…" He breathed as he pulled out. "I am supposed to make you come first."

Zula didn't respond. Well, she would like to come as well. The pain was gone, and she felt the charges in her core building up, but then it was over and now she feels empty.

Zula reminded herself not to blame him. He touched her and she came before they removed their clothes.

"Are you OK? Are you hurting? Are you regretting?" Ron started raining questions on Zula when he observed her silence.

Zula lowered her head so that he can't see her expression. "It's fine. I am just processing everything, but I'm not regretting it. How are you feeling?"

"I am… happy. But I would be happier if it was good for you as well."

Zula was touched that he is thinking about her. She lifted her gaze and met his. "It was good. Next time it will be better."

Ron smiled. "I get next time?"

"Don't you want one?" Zula asked playfully.

Her playful smirk fell when she felt Ron teasing between her folds.

"This time, it will last longer. Much longer…" Ron murmured as he made his way inside her.

Zula was happy to confirm that the sparks are still there and increasing with his every thrust.

Ron moved carefully at first, and when he confirmed that Zula is not uncomfortable, he adjusted his position and started thrusting vigorously.

He was delighted to hear her moans and gaps, they were music to his ears. And it didn't take long until he heard the grand finale when Zula's body arched, and she cried his name to the heavens while he pounded himself inside her mercilessly.

Ron slowed down and relished the feelings of Zula's insides tightening around his shaft. It's a glorious confirmation that he didn't fail to satisfy her.

They kissed and caressed each other and then Ron started moving again, pushing them both to the edge where ecstasy awaits. And this time, they plunged off that edge together.

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