The Ugly Ducklings (Closed for Desperado 1089)

This time when Sam kissed her, Miri allowed herself to enjoy the moment more. She wrapped her hands around his neck and allowed him to pull her much closer than the first kisses they had shared only hours ago.

As they separated, Miriam met his gaze, studying his gentle brown eyes. She could sense his nerves, which surprised her considering he had only shown confidence since he started training her in the storage room this afternoon.

As he started speaking, Miri took Sam's hand in her own giving it a gentle squeeze, trying to return the confidence he gave her this afternoon in the back room. His words tumbled out so fast she barely caught them, but this time her full attention was on what he was saying. "Get to know", "Love", "Fuck" and "Girlfriend" all came through loud and clear to her, as she found herself holding her breath. When he was done, there was a slight pause and she recognized the familiar fear in his eyes as he waited for her to respond.

"Yes!" Miriam blurted out, beaming only taking seconds before leaning back into Sam, taking his face in her hands and kissing him deeply.
 
Sam moaned happily into the kiss, groping her ass as he did so before pulling away reluctantly. "Alright, fuck walking. I can't wait 20-plus minutes. Get on." He swung his leg over the saddle; the bike did have a sort of 'bitch seat' but he wasn't sure if she'd be okay with it. There were pegs to put her feet, at least. He buckled his helmet on and pulled an extra from one of his saddlebags, handing it to her with a smile.
 
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Miriam climbed into the seat behind Sam, placing her arms around his waist. She pressed her chest into his back, enjoying the closeness of his body to hers.

"As long as you know I may be holding on for my life. I have never ridden any kind of motor or electric bikes."
 
"It's not that fast." Sam eased off at about ten miles an hour, slowly cruising along towards his apartment. He gradually brought their speed up to fifteen as he merged onto the street, then twenty.

Soon they were in front of his apartment building. It was one of the higher-end places just off of campus. He put his bike in one of the bike lockers in the parking garage and took her hand. "You ready?"
 
Sam was right and it wasn't that fast, but she still held him tightly and squeezed her thighs around his legs. She wondered if he could feel her heart beating against his back.

She looked up at the building as Sam put his bike away. The apartment complex looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't remember why.

"You ready?"

She figured it was some kind of déjà vu moment, and shook it off as Sam returned and she took his hand.

"Lead the way."

She followed her legs jittery and her body buzzing. Miri subconsciously sensed that her life was about to change with every step she followed behind Sam to his apartment.
 
As Sam drew up to the door to the elevators, he brought her hand up to gently kiss her knuckles. "I noticed you seemed a little off when you first saw the building. You all right, babe?" Miri was the second woman he'd felt like he could use that name with, and it felt right on his lips. The elevator arrived but he held firm, not wanting to step inside until he was sure she was okay.
 
Miri held his hand a little tighter as he kissed it, and gave him a soft smile.

“Yes, just a weird moment of déjà vu. I feel like I have been here before for some reason and can’t place it. I’m good. All good,” she emphasized the second good to make sure he knew she meant it. She followed him into the elevator, eager to see where he called home when he wasn’t at the bookstore or classes.
 
"Oh? We'll have to look into that...later." Sam opened the elevator with his fob and pulled Miri into it and into his arms, pushing her into the corner with the camera so she would be in its blind spot as he fiercely made out with her and slid his hand down her bottoms and underwear.
 
Miri let out a gasp as Sam unexpectedly pressed her into the corner of the elevator. She caught her balance placing her hands on the silver railings on either side of her. His hands found her waist helping to stabilize her as his lips collided into hers. Unlike the previous kisses, this time there was a frantic intensity and chaos as their lips parted and their tongues met for the first time. Sam moved one hand down the back of her pants and she felt him grab her ass cheek firmly. Miri let out a small whine, as they were interrupted by the sound of the elevator ding as they reached their intended floor.
 
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Sam let out a frustrated groan and practically dragged Miri down the hallway towards the door to his apartment. The door had another sensor like the elevator where a keyhole would normally be. "Thank COVID for these electronic locks," he said by way of explanation as he waved his fob in front of the sensor and the red light turned green, it beeped, and a click could be heard as he pulled the handle down and opened the door, pulling Miri inside. As soon as the door shut he was making out with her again, pulling her shirt upwards and kicking off his tennis shoes at the same time.
 
Miri helped Sam with her sweater, as he took it and tossed it to the floor haphazardly. In between kisses, he unbuttoned her blouse, sliding it over her shoulders so that she was once again in her green and blue bra. Reaching for the bottom of Sam’s shirt, she found the bottom hem and began lifting it up. He moved his hands swiftly to help her, crossing his arms and taking his shirt off in one swift motion not paying attention to where it landed. Sam continued to guide her backwards further into his apartment, his hands holding her naked waist firmly.
 
As Sam guided her towards the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes along the way, they were getting more and more heated. Finally he couldn't even wait until they got to the bed. He pushed her back against his closet door, mercifully free of anything that might be ruined in the process (the apartment's second bedroom was his "nerd cave") and nestled his cock against her entrance. "I don't know if I'll be able to stop, and I don't have condoms. You on birth control?"
 
Miri leaned back against Sam’s closet, looking up at him through her glasses suddenly at a standstill and feeling her heart pounding against her chest. The blur of arms, lips, hands, and fabric from the last five minutes had made her dizzy. The feeling of his bare skin against hers for the first time had left her delirious and unable to focus on anything else.

With both of their bodies momentarily paused, Miri was able to process Sam’s hard cock pressed just below the space at the top of her thighs. She could feel him hot and throbbing against her thigh, causing her to ache at her core. They were both trying to catch their breath when Sam’s throaty voice brought her back to reality.

"I don't know if I'll be able to stop, and I don't have condoms. You on birth control?"

“No - “ She took a deep breath, her hands grabbing on to him for balance. “No… I am not– I’m a - Since I’ve never… I didn’t think… uh, plan for… “ Even though she had read dozens of erotic stories, birth control was not a common plot point. Shut the fuck up Miri, way to ruin the moment and make things awkward.

She felt her breath in her ears as she waited to see what Sam would think.
 
"We'll worry about it together, after." Hopefully the way he said that  we would worry about it would reassure Miri that he was interested in her for more than sex. Without further ado, Sam slowly began filling her with his cock, aware that there was a possibility she might still have her hymen intact. If she did, he would pause before proceeding; if not, he would waste little time in filling her completely.
 
Miri just gave Sam a small nod, her eyes never leaving his. She kept her hands on his shoulders, as she felt him guide the tip of his cock just inside her entrance. Miri let out a gasp, gripping his back with her fingers, as he slowly moved further inside her and she felt his thick shaft stretch her open. She felt a small, quick sharp pain as he pushed in just past her entrance. Behind his glasses, his warm, liquid eyes continually were checking in with her to see how she was holding up with each movement.

After the initial pinch of pain, Miri realized she had been holding her breath. She tried to relax and let out all the air she had been holding. In that moment, she felt Sam take advantage of her body’s momentary release as he pressed even further into her walls.

“Oh my god…” Miri’s breath hitched as her walls gripped him tightly.
 
Sam pressed his forehead to hers and said, "Tell me if I'm hurting you," before starting to fuck her--he was too pent up, too hot for Miri to take it slow and sensual. He wouldn't go straight to pounding her as hard as he could, but his pace was solidly a five out of ten. His hands gripped her ass and partly held her up. If he was stronger, he would hold her in midair and use her like a living fleshlight.
 
“Ok,” was all that Miri managed to get out. There had been a little pain, but not nearly what she had anticipated.

Miri wrapped her arms around Sam’s neck as he began to increase the speed of his thrusts. Her ample breasts were crushed against his chest. Each time she thought he would be fully inside her, but each time he somehow seemed to go deeper.

“Tell me when… you are all the way in…” Miri’s words came out broken through uneven breaths.

She could tell Sam was trying his best to not jump in full force, but wanted to give him the go ahead as soon as she knew what she was dealing with.
 
Sam nodded and gave one final push to get all the way inside, and didn't move afterwards. "God, you feel so good wrapped around my cock," he groaned out as he pulled her into a kiss. When he broke apart, he ground his hips so she would really feel him. "I'm all the way inside...I can feel your cervix. I can't fucking wait to breed you properly." The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could think, and he both flushed in embarrassment and gave a mighty twitch of his cock as it sat inside her.
 
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Miri let out a small cry as he pushed all the way inside, followed by a low moan as she took the moment of stillness to feel all of him. His hands were still gripping her ass cheeks and she guessed he would probably be leaving handprints by the end of their session.

As her pulled her hips into his, she felt every single movement as he moved slowly, rocking against her.

"I'm all the way inside...I can feel your cervix. I can't fucking wait to breed you properly."

Miri loved that Sam just said what he was thinking. He was transparent and candid, which was refreshing. She hated mind games and mixed signals, but Sam was authentic and felt like someone she could trust implicitly.

As his cheeks reddened, Miri simply pressed her lips back to his. Her fingers moved from neck to rake through his soft hair. After a moment, she pulled away to look at him, her sparkling eyes unwavering.

“I want you to fill me up. Make me yours,” she whispered without looking away.

While she hadn’t done this before, all the books and fantasies she had played in her head over the years weren’t for naught. Before he started thrusting into her again, she felt her core squeeze his cock in response to the twitch she felt.
 
Sam moaned at her words and didn't waste any more time, starting at a relatively slow pace but picking up speed and intensity as he went along. "You feel so good, Miri. Your pussy fits my cock perfectly. Oh God, you're gonna make me cum so hard!" The whole time he kept pounding her, the closet door rattling as he railed her against it.
 
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