Chapter 8 Dripping Dreams

• Chapter Seven: Dripping Dreams
• Luca's POV
• ***In the beginning of our relationship, I was content with kissing, necking, and heavy petting, never letting him touch my privates or see me naked. Never before had I even touched myself! Arnold, though, was a typical horny guy confessing to me that he looked at porno movies and magazines almost daily and he masturbated to the thought of having sex with me.
• Arnold coaxed me into opening up sexually as time went on, telling me his fantasies and what he longed to do to me, saying he wanted to give us a family and be with me forever. One day, we were at his place on the couch when he started rubbing my crotch through my white cotton panties. His sudden touch surprised me at first, but began making my juices start flowing. We locked eyes in a heated gaze.
• “What are you doing, Arnold?” I asked.
• “I’m rubbing your pussy, Lucas. Tryin’ to make you feel good…” he said to me, cupping my pubic mound in his hand. “This is your pussy, it belongs to me.”
• “My D***k?” I said, giggling.
• “Your fuckhole. Come on Lucas, we’re not at church right now… You should allow yourself to be pleasured. You should tell me everything you can think of that could possibly bring you pleasure, and I will see what I can do,”
• Arnold said as he continued rubbing me through my white cotton briefs . I smiled at him. He was making my panties wet, for sure! I could feel the viscous fluid making my sparse pubic hair moisten against the fabric.
• “That feels good, definitely,” I replied.
• “I can do so much more, Lucas … Why don’t you let me?”
• “Well, I don’t know, I don’t think I’m ready to go too far…”
• “What, you don’t trust me?” Arnold asked, looking somewhat hurt. I looked back at him, smiled, and spread my legs open a little wider for him. He continued rubbing along my moistened slit through my panties. Suddenly I felt his finger slip inside my briefs making me jump a little.
• He began kissing me as he rubbed my pubic mound and up and down my slit, slipping his fingers in and out of me to feel my moistened sex. I kissed him back, feeling his manhood bulging in his pants, pressing against my belly. .
• He took his other hand and began rubbing my small, budding breasts with it as he kissed me. His efforts did feel good, I can’t deny it! Then, to my surprise, he took one of my hands and placed it on the bulge in his pants! On his hard penis! It felt like steel in his trousers. He smiled at me, asking me if I’d keep touching it. I gulped and nodded reluctantly — I didn’t know how to properly stimulate a penis!
• Arnold guided my hand all over his throbbing bulge, kissing my neck passionately as he continued fingering me. It was hot! I didn’t want to go any further, so I stopped him soon after. He was very frustrated, to say the least. I watched, shocked, when he unzipped his pants and proceeded to take his cock out anyway, even though I told him I didn’t want to do anything else!
• My eyes were wide as he stared back at me, his hard meat in his hand. He began jerking himself off steadily while locking eyes with me. I have to admit, it was pretty hot seeing a cock for the first time. The tip of it was all red and dripping pre-cum, veins bulging throughout it. He had a pretty good sized cock.
• “Come o, let me cum on you,” Arnold said through gritted teeth.
• “What? Where?” I exclaimed.
• “Let me cum on you,” he said, breathlessly pumping his meat next to me on the couch. I was hesitant, but eventually laid back and hiked my skirt up a little. Arnold stepped up in between my legs and continued pulling hard on his dick. His eyes were gazing hard into mine.
• I jumped as I felt him pull my briefs to the side and press the head of his cock against my wet lips.
• “Arnold, what are you doing?” I said, confused and a little nervous.
• He grunted, continuing to pump his cock as his cockhead was pressed right up against my wet slit. I moaned involuntarily as he rubbed his meat all up and down my my asshole. His balls hung low and jiggled with his dick-pumping efforts. Never before had a penis touched me. His rod was slick and hard, veins coursing throughout. It looked to be about 7″ or so.
• His face contorted and he groaned loudly, his cock touching my clit as he pumped it over me. Suddenly I felt streams of liquid coating my slit, all up and down my gash! He was cumming on me! Arnold continued grunting breathlessly, pumping his meat a few more times, rubbing his semen into my cuntlips with his hard cock. His prick was still touching my wet slit as he bent down and kissed me hard.
• Eventually I let him go down on me, and he eagerly ate me out while fingering me hard. I had never had an orgasm before, and Arnold was determined to give me one.
• I decided to return the favor, and he taught me to give him head and praised me as an “excellent cocksucker” and “a natural, with perfect dick sucking lips!” We would sixty-nine each other, but I didn’t want to go any further than oral sex. Arnold wanted to teach me the pleasures of sex, going on about the joys of vaginal and even anal sex! Apparently he have ha dotehr relationships.
• Arnold was constantly trying to persuade me to have sex with him. He wanted my gay virginity, badly. I had wanted to save myself for marriage, but shortly before graduation I eventually gave in to Arnold’s incessant begging for my cherry. It took place in his bedroom, with me laying quietly on my back as he rutted away on top of me, taking my innocence. I wasn’t on birth control, so he had to pull out and cum on my belly. The first few times weren’t very pleasurable– Arnold didn’t last very long. He eventually got better the more we had sex, and I grew to enjoy it more, too!
• I told him I didn’t want to have anal sex, and made myself very clear about it. A year or so after graduation, we were at his place drinking some of his dad’s alcohol and having a pretty good time when I guess I fell asleep. I must have been pretty tired that night, as I had only had a couple drinks. The last thing I remember is talking to Arnold out on the couch as we drank.
• When I awoke at some point later, I was in the bedroom, on my back on his bed! My eyes opened clearly, widening with surprise as I realized I was naked. Arnold was on top of me, I suddenly realized, and his penis was inside me! He was fucking my ass!
• I felt so groggy, so heavy, I couldn’t even move my limbs or speak. My eyes were teary, and they stared up at Arnold’s, pleading for him to stop. He smiled down at me. After a few minutes I was able to squirm around on the bed, but Arnold was stronger than me and kept pounding my ass as I lay folded up beneath him. The pain in my ass was like a searing iron surging into my guts. I began whimpering and moaning as I lay prone, weak and tired.