SPECIAL WEEKEND

Rating: NC-17; very explicit

Disclaimer: This piece and its characters belong to ChosenOne.

Summary: Explicit view of a couple's first time.

Author's Warning: This piece contains very graphic scenes of consensual heterosexual sex. Children under the age of seventeen are not allowed to read this. If you are still reading this piece and are under seventeen, please go away.

Helen opened the door to her father's apartment and walked in, with her boyfriend Scott in tow. Both were exhausted from having had to carry their luggage up the building's stairs. Apartment buildings without elevators, Scott mused to himself, weren't exclusive to Patterson after all.

As Helen set their stuff down, Scott looked around and examined the apartment. She came up behind him and put her arms around his chest, gently nestling her head in the crook of his neck.

"This is it," she said softly. "How do you like it?"

Scott smiled. "It's perfect. A weekend like this, all alone with you…" He tilted his head to hers and kissed her softly, but passionately. They parted and stared closely into each other's eyes.

"I know what you mean…" It wasn't long before her imminently practical side took over, though, and she stepped away from him, surveying the apartment. "Well, we're gonna be here all weekend after all, aren't we? I guess we should get to know the place a bit better."

"I guess. But that's not the only thing I want to get to know better while I'm here…" Scott said suggestively. Helen smiled back in her usual mischievous manner.

"Down, tiger! We have two whole days for that. Besides…" she added with a sly wink. "They say that the slower we go, the better it gets… Now, come on, let's check this place out!"

Smirking, Scott let her lead him further into the apartment. They took only a few minutes to get acquainted with the apartment. It had a spacious, nicely furnished living room, an impeccable clean bathroom, a cosy single bedroom and a modern-looking kitchen, separated from the living room only by a mahogany island. The apartment had a typically second-home feel to it.

Later, Scott closed the bathroom door after he finished admiring the white-tiled walls. He turned just in time to notice Helen emerging from the single bedroom. She came over and kissed him.

"You know what, honey? I think I just fell in love with this apartment. Maybe we should get one of our own when we get back", she intoned in her vibrant, youthful voice.

Scott stroked a lock of hair away from her deep green eyes and smiled. "Wouldn't be such a bad idea, huh? Yeah, maybe you're right. It's time we started thinking about living together."

Feeling comforted, she rested her head on his chest. Words weren't necessary between them to convey their feelings. Not anymore. He hugged her delicate body, pulling her closer to him.

"I love you, honey," she stated softly. It was simple, but enough.

In less than a second, they were already kissing. He wrapped his arms further around her and chewed delicately on her lower lip, knowing how it would drive her crazy.

Helen's lips parted in a sort of silent plea, letting him slip his tongue into her warm mouth. Both their tongues clashed and coiled around each other like snakes, each wrestling for control and tasting the sweet flavor, tangy of each other's mouth just like so many times before.

Their hands roamed the other's already familiar body with total freedom. She started running her hands over his muscular arms and then proceeded to his back, as if gently massaging his rough muscles. He himself had his hands tangled in the beautiful mess that was her long golden hair, while he kneaded the back of her neck and kept her parted lips as close to his as possible.

Scott's mouth left hers, gasping for air, and she whimpered in complaint. But then his warm lips trailed a line down her soft, pale neck, stopping to nibble on her collarbone, and a small moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Scott proceeded slowly down to the silky skin between her breasts.

Helen cupped his head in her hands, cutting his foreplay off abruptly, and brought him up to be eye-level with her. As he looked into her emerald eyes, she gave him a quick kiss and smiled.

"Why don't we go into the bedroom?" she asked in a seductive voice.

The two lovers stumbled into the bedroom, still locked in a passionate kiss. By now, night had already fallen outside the apartment building. Adding to the atmosphere of the scented candles that Helen had previously lit, a gloomy darkness was starting to overcome the bedroom.

The setting was just perfect for what was about to follow. They broke apart from their kiss and Scott noticed the candles. He praised Helen's thoughtfulness, and only then did he see the bed.

"Uh, honey, I'm not sure you've noticed, but there's only one bed…" he said, looking at her.

She smiled. "Yeah, I'm aware."

It took him a few moments to catch up. Then he smirked widely, displaying wrinkles all over his face as he did so. Helen loved it when he did that. "You mean you want us to… have sex?"

"We've been together for a whole year now," she leaned in and purred into his ear. "Know any better way to celebrate?" Scott shivered when her hot tongue brushed his earlobe.

She pulled back to look at his face. "So, what about it, stud? You game?"

Instead of replying, he simply resumed their deep kiss. She took his reaction as a 'yes' and slid her hands under the blue shirt he was wearing to stroke his taut, well-defined chest in regular motions. He moaned into her mouth when her fingers brushed over his nipples along the way.

Helen's left hand wandered down past his perfectly toned abs until it reached his inner thigh and gently stroked him through the dark denim of his jeans. Scott moaned again at her touch.

They broke apart and she helped him pull his shirt over his head to completely reveal the tight muscles of his bare chest. His upper body was impressive, tapering down from wide shoulders into a narrow waist. Not an ounce of fat was to be found on his firm, manly physique.

Allowing her gaze to fall upon the front of his jeans, Helen grinned. She looked up into his eyes again with a mischievous glint in hers. "Looks like you could use some help with that…"

She was kneeling down in front of him and starting to work on his belt when he stopped her by gently grasping her wrist and helping her to get back up to a standing position.

"Let's take turns undressing each other, ok?" he suggested. She nodded in agreement.

His hands went behind her head to gently tilt it forward and encourage her to taste his lips again. She did, deepening the kiss even further and feeling dizzy from the heat of his mouth and the closeness of his body combined. Just as the dizziness threatened to overcome her, his hands came up from her slim waist and travelled up her stomach to cup her supple young breasts.

Helen was lost in the sensations as he kneaded them with perfect familiarity and technique. Her olive-green top was gone before she even had a chance to notice it, and so had her skin-tone bra, which Scott had learned to unclasp so easily the first time she had let him get this far.

As soon as her breasts were freed from their confines, he latched onto one with his mouth and sucked gently on its creamy white skin, feeling it ripple under his lips, flicking her hardened nipple with his tongue. He turned his attention on her other breast and gave it the exact same treatment, until she was moaning his name and clutching at his hair to keep his head in place.

Their mouths met again, swapping warm saliva and drinking each other in while they explored every crevice and moist space beyond their partner's lips. Helen was groaning in delight.

Her hands turned to the belt buckle of his jeans, and she managed to undo it after a moment of awkward fumbling. Letting his jeans pool around his ankles, she gave him a quick peck on the lips and dropped to her knees in front of him, getting eye-level with his hard male member.

Teasing Scott by caressing his waist and inner thigh with a feather-light touch, Helen took her time before pulling his black boxers down over his hips to free his large erect cock.

It was as impressive to her as the rest of his body, nearly nineteen centimetres in length and two centimetres thick, slightly curved upward and topped with a rounded head that was glistening with a translucent sheen of lubricatory pre-cum. Dark pubic hair peppered the skin all around and underneath his cock, and well as over the full, round testicles that drooped from his body.

She had seen it plenty of times before, but the sheer size of it had always made her gasp. It was an almost mesmerizing sight. She started stroking his uncircumcised penis by pulling back his foreskin and licking slowly along his hot, throbbing length until she reached its swollen head.

Her tongue now curled around him, and her hot lips closed over, starting to build up an intense, pleasurable suction. He almost stumbled backwards, but the back of his legs hit the bed behind him and decided to lie down on it before his knees buckled from the intensity of her blowjob.

She smiled, repositioning her body so that her elbows rested over his thighs and her mouth was again poised over his pulsing erection, and then resumed her sensuous teasing, taking his length back into her warm, wet mouth, sucking on it as though it were a lollipop, savoring the heat, hardness and taste of the taut erect skin in contrast to the softness inside her own mouth.

All the while, his hands were tangled in her hair as he grabbed the back of her head, trying to get her to take more of him into her mouth. When she grasped his shaft with her one hand and started pumping as she fondled his neglected balls with the other, he let out a moan of pleasure.

After only a few minutes of this, Scott felts his heavy testicles start to tighten as the pressure in them rose to a climax. Helen herself felt his glans throb in her mouth and stopped.

"Not yet, you don't," she said, her lips still upon him. The vibration of her voice made him shiver as it went over his hot, hard skin. He propped himself up on his elbows to look at her.

"Hey," he protested. "Why did you stop?"

She smirked at him. "Don't want you coming too soon. We're not through yet."

He smiled too and bent forward to kiss her. "Okay. It's my turn now."

Their positions on the bed reversed, Scott nibbled on a sensitive spot of Helen's collarbone until she had closed her eyes and bitten her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning.

He was teasing her, and she loved it. "Scott… please… keep going…" she begged him.

She could feel her body reacting to the sensations he was creating, like a primal call echoing from deep within. Moisture had already started to dribble from her sex and was now beginning to soak her black-lace panties. Her intense arousal was getting very obvious, at least to Scott.

Thus, his mouth began trailing a deliciously slow path down her body.

It started at the hollow of her neck, went down over her ripe, supple breasts, paused to pay due attention to her stiff nipples, skimmed across the creamy expanse of rippling skin that was her firm teenage-girl stomach, and finally came to a stop at her recently pierced belly button.

He dipped his tongue into it, causing her to raise her hips from the bed as if pleading desperately for him to give her some release. He noticed her eagerness and decided to end all the teasing.

Scott took very little time to undo her belt and remove her jeans, unveiling the even more attractive lower half of her body. Her slim, shapely legs and narrow waist were a striking sight.

When he was done admiring them for the umpteenth time, Scott returned to the task at hand. He planted kisses all over her legs as he made his way up towards the tempting region of her crotch. He kissed the soft exposed skin on the inside of her thigh, eliciting a small moan in response.

Smiling widely at her eager response, he hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. Her young sex was swollen, the outer lips slightly parted like the petals of a blooming flower, oozing love juices. He pulled her panties totally off and discarded them.

Helen reclined on the bed and parted her legs to allow Scott better access to her center. With his fingers, he gently spread her open and darted out with his tongue to lap at the hot skin on the inside of her sex, savoring the bittersweet taste as if it were the first time he was doing this.

He prodded her slippery sex open even further and dove his tongue deep within her as he drank of her hot, tangy essence. Looking up, he saw her exquisite chest rising and falling which each movement of his tongue, her eyes shut in ecstasy, a small smile of delight playing upon her lips.

She was more turned on than she had ever been. It was time.

His mouth retreated from her wide-open sex and she whimpered in complaint. Just as she was about to protest, he entered her tight hot channel with two of his long, thin fingers. Her moans filled the bedroom as he started moving them in and out of her body in lengthy rhythmic thrusts.

Helen's extreme arousal now joined with the strong fiery sensations that radiated from Scott's fingers inside her, and made her ache for some sort of completion. She was sweating profusely, both from the heat inside the bedroom, and from the fire emanating from between her legs.

Scott added a third finger to the first two within her, stroking her throbbing clitoris with his thumb as he drew her body up from the bed to be level with his. They kissed fervently, eager for each other's presence. His fingers moved their target, the special spot inside her sex, and moved in gentle motions in, out and around it, making her groan even louder and tense up completely.

"Oh, God! Yes, yes… Oh, God…" She cried out at the moment of her orgasm, which shook her to her very core and was triggered by one last caressing of her clitoris. Scott kissed her hard and passionately, tongues clashing, his moving in her mouth just like his fingers between her thighs.

"Come on, Helen, come for me…" He said, his hot breath on her neck.

Her inner muscles clenched over his fingers hard while she rode out her orgasm. Scott held her in his strong arms as she breathed against his chest, tremors still coursing trough her lithe body.

When she finally spoke, her eyes were still closed. "Scott… Touch me…"

She guided his hand down between her legs and dipped his fingers inside her again, letting them soak in her oozing fluids for a moment before finally taking them back out.

She then went on to suckle on the fingers that had been inside her sex, maintaining seductive eye contact with him, as she tasted herself on them. They kissed again, and Scott had the chance to savor some of the moist essence of her adolescent sex that lingered on her lips and tongue.

His hands went to her back, running down her spine in tender motions. Upon reaching the small of her back, she moaned yet again and her body too started to respond to his ministrations.

"Stop that…" she managed to articulate, breathless.

He was teasing her intentionally and deliberately. "Stop what, honey?"

She moaned one more time when he started kneading her round, smooth-skinned buttocks and inconspicuously dipped one finger lower into her velvety sex. "Stop… I want…"

"Yes? What is it you want?"

Her arms suddenly went around his muscular body and pulled him closer for a passionate kiss. "You… Inside me… Right now…" she purred sexily, before kissing and nibbling his earlobe.

Scott simply smiled and nodded his consent. Always the one to be in charge, Helen slowly lied back down on the bed, taking him with her and poising him between her spread legs. She guided his member to her sex and gasped when it came into contact with it, pressing into her outer lips.

"Ready?" he asked her.

She nodded. He slowly penetrated her, inch by inch, filling her and stretching her up inside. The moment his member went past the ring of muscles at her entrance had been the most pleasurable for the two of them. Unlike what she'd read in girl magazines, it wasn't painful at all. She was actually thinking that making love was quite an exquisite sensation. It had been worth the wait.

Then his cock came up against a barrier that blocked his way, and they both tensed up, knowing what was coming. Scott looked into her deep green eyes. They were a bit welled up with tears.

"Helen, this is going to hurt a little, but I promise…"

She cut him off, swallowing her fears. "I know. I'm ready."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Just do it, Scott."

He reared his hips back a bit and then plunged into her in one long, hard thrust which ripped her hymen and buried his cock up to the hilt in her hot, eager flesh. She winced slightly as his hard member tore past her barrier and whimpered, shutting her eyes closed. He frowned in concern.

"Honey, are you alright?" he asked her, studying her face intently.

As the pain that the she was feeling gradually subsided and started to turn into an intensely raw, carnal kind of unprecedented bliss, she opened her green eyes to smile reassuringly at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she answered.

He smiled in relief. The wrinkles she found so lovely came back to his face, and she smiled too. The enticing feel of their union was now taking over their bodies and they were completely shut off from everything else. All they were aware of was of their partner's proximity and warmth.

Even Helen's discomfort for ripping her hymen had quickly subsided, and she instead relished in the sensation of having Scott fully sheathed inside her warmth. He was large and hard, his whole length filled her completely, surging heat from his body to hers in a purely sensual way.

Scott himself nearly glazed over at the grip of her tight inner muscles around his member. He couldn't even begin to move. The warmth and wetness inside her sex were almost unbearable.

When he at last managed to gather his composure enough to speak, he did so looking down at her, his face scrunched up in ecstasy. "You're tighter than I imagined…"

"That's because I'm a virgin, you silly." She replied. "Or was," she corrected herself.

He had had very little time to adjust to the feel of her hold around him when Helen, always the impatient one, kissed him and nibbled on his earlobe again to draw his attention.

"Scott, honey… Care to start?"

Making his best efforts not to come too soon, he decided to start thrusting in and out of her ever so slowly, still afraid to cause her any further discomfort. The way she moaned each time he plunged into her soon convinced him that there was no danger of that happening, however, and he increased the swiftness of his motions. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she groaned.

The friction he was causing between them was delicious. Plunging into her, then retreating until his glands was just outside of her tight ring of muscles, and gyrating his hips to penetrate her yet again. The tightness of her entrance gave a unique stimulus to the hot tender flesh of his glands.

It was like being tickled there, only far more intense and pleasurable. Helen could feel his heavy twin balls scraping her outer lips with each thrust. They were just as large as his member, and as he penetrated her up to the hilt, they trailed behind it, slamming against the outside of her sex.

So large was the length of his member and so tantalizing was the feel of having his hard male body poised over hers, that more than once she had resort to biting her bottom lip to keep herself from crying out in a mix of slight pain and extreme bliss. She was in heaven with him.

With their eager lips locked in a passionate kiss, in which they gasped into each other's mouth more than anything else, they rolled around on the bed and Helen ended up on top of Scott.

She caressed his broad muscular chest and whispered in his ear. "Scott."

He stopped his thrusts, looking up at her.

"I'll stay on top," she declared, giving him a squeeze him with her inner muscles.

"Okay," he replied, far too enraptured to think straight.

Now was her turn to move her hips, bouncing up and down on his large, thick member while his hands found tentatively their way over to her perfectly round butt, which he started kneading.

Scott craned his neck to look towards the point where their bodies met and saw his cock, slick with her juices, slipping in and out of her welcoming wetness as she brought her slim hips down upon him. Surges of a sexual electricity coursed trough both of their bodies when she did this.

His hands travelled up to cup her young rubbery, stroking her aroused nipples. She, on the other hand, slowly started building up a pace and let out small cries of pleasure each time his member brushed against her tiny clitoris on the way in and then hit that special spot inside her just right.

Their positions were reversed again, however, after a short time. He was now back on top, being careful not to allow himself to come all too soon, while at the same time trying to please her.

They were getting increasingly sweatier and finding it increasingly harder to breath as their lovemaking wore on. Soon the heady scent of his male perspiration filled the room and mingled with the aroma of her perfume. Their damp skins slid easily over each other at mutual contact.

With her supple, bouncy breasts nearly crushed under the weight of his hard chest, and sweaty skin being met by sweaty skin with each thrust of his member inside her sex, their hips slammed together countless times, their young bodies merging perfectly into one, surging with pleasure.

Scott managed to hold his own inside of her for quite some time. In fact, it took him a thrust so hard that Helen even scrapped his back with her fingernails, drawing a bit of blood, to get that familiar sensation rising up inside him. His balls tightened and drew back into his body, while his glands throbbed and expanded in her depth, all making way for his imminent ejaculation.

Acting quickly, his right hand found its way between their coupling bodies and stroked her stiff clitoris in gentle motions. Her response was to kiss him hard and whisper throatily into his ear.

"Do it, stud," she told him. "Fuck me harder! Come inside me!"

She then kissed him on the lips again as his thrusts reached their climax. Her lips were puffed up and a bit sore, and he chewed on her upper lip to silence her loud cries of pleasure.

For the second time that night, Helen felt herself about to go over the edge, and her whole body tensed up to get ready for her orgasm. Scott realized it, driving himself into the violently raging fire within her body one last time, plunging completely into her warm, wet sex in a single thrust.

He came violently and shot his load of sperm inside her in short bursts, his member contracting and expanding against the slick walls that surrounded it so that his seed would reach her cervix. Her back arched sharply as his contact with her clitoris was finally reaching its desired effect.

Both of their bodies shuddered violently as they came almost simultaneously, sharing an intense mind-shattering orgasm that carried them temporarily into a world where only the two of them existed, with their sweaty young bodies locked in a dance of sexuality and physical pleasure.

They rode it out together. Afterwards, he rose off of her and lay by her side. They were sweaty, exhausted and both gasping for breath. He slung an arm over his forehead and looked at her.

"Some wild ride, huh?" he asked.

"Yeah… It was great," she replied, turning her head to look into his dark brown eyes with her beautiful green ones. "Wanna hit the shower? I think there's enough space for both of us."

He shook his head. "Nah, you go ahead. I'm not up to it yet, if you know what I mean."

She giggled and kissed him. "Okay."

Bouncing off the bed, Helen headed for the bathroom, leaving Scott behind to watch an amazing view of her attractive naked body, before she vanished into a room at the end of the hallway.

Later, after both of them had showered, got cleaned up and changed into sleeping clothes, the two lovers again snuggled up in bed together, smelling of bath foam and shampoo. She was wearing a thin nightie that left very little to the imagination, and he just a pair of boxer briefs.

She lay her head down on the tan skin of his chest, looking up at him trough a mess of tangled and recently showered blonde hair. He returned her gaze, kissing her forehead tenderly.

"What's on your mind, sweetie?" he asked her.

"I was just thinking how wonderful you are. I'll never forget this day," was her reply.

"Me neither."

They fell silent, basking in the afterglow, and peace took over the bedroom. However, it wasn't long before his fingers discreetly slid down her back and burrowed between her slim thighs until they found their way back to her sex. She squirmed and whimpered under his electrifying touch.

"Stop it…" she whimpered. "You're such a tease…"

He smiled, deliberately moving his hand faster. "Oh, and you aren't?"

"You'll see," she replied, before dislodging herself from his embrace and going down on his body to get eye-level with his crotch. She smirked at him before disappearing under the covers.

Scott smiled when he felt her hot lips and tongue upon his cock. The rest of their weekend was spent making love, living trough a fantasy that they knew would never repeat itself again.

Not when the real world was waiting for them outside.

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