“You are disturbing us,” Zavier’s voice intruded as he tightened his embrace around Tamara’s waist. “Let’s get a room, baby,” he said as he lifted Tamara off the ground to set her down and walk away.
“No!” Jomari stopped Tamara by holding her arm. “Why are you going with someone you don’t even know?” he asked with a furrowed brow. Tamara quickly snatched her arm back and swiftly slapped Jomari’s face.
“Stop pretending like you care! Focus on your pregnant woman! And I would rather be with someone than you!” she snapped and pulled Zavier away from the table. They returned to the room where they had been drinking earlier. The young man leaned against the wall, gazing at Tamara who was now sobbing on the sofa.
Zavier took a deep breath, unsure of what to do to calm the girl, so he just watched her until she stopped. He moved closer to her and gently stroked her back.
“Everything that has been hurt or pained has a reward of luck and happiness. You may be hurting now, but what if tomorrow or later you find your luck, right? So, I can only say cheer up. Unlike you, I’ve never been in a relationship before.” The young man leaned back and looked at the girl’s back. Unbeknownst to him, Zavier had already lowered her strap dress.
Tamara took a deep breath and questioned herself several times if what she was doing was right. Her mind was full at the moment, and she didn’t even realize she was sitting on the young man’s lap again, sharing passionate kisses.
Zavier had no hesitation and preferred Tamara to initiate this scenario. Because she was wearing a fitted dress, Zavier lifted her skirt to her waist. His arousal was evident again, pressing against her.
Tamara’s breath deepened as Zavier removed her bra. His two full breasts brushed against her face, sending a strong electric current between them. They desired each other’s bodies more and more, and Zavier told himself he wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
Zavier held her two full breasts and gently squeezed them while biting his lower lip.
Tamara lifted herself off his lap as she felt his hot saliva and tongue on her n*****s.
“Ah!” she moaned and involuntarily tugged at the man’s hair. It was the first time she had felt this sensation, as no one had touched her intimate parts except herself. Despite knowing it was wrong, she wanted more.
Even though she knew it was wrong, she wanted more. They had already started, and she had noticed earlier that her panties were cold, that she had been aroused since their earlier kisses.
He sucked and licked her n*****s gently. The girl’s head didn’t stop moving, swaying in every corner of the room.
When Zavier stopped at his chest, he looked at the lady in her eyes. “Do you want to continue this? If you say yes, there’s no turning back. This is just for fun, Tamara, and you will not regret it,” the man said enticingly as his hand caressed her chubby thigh.
“I-I do want to try but it will hurt me,” she said full of shyness. Zavier blinked.
“What do you mean? No one touched you before?”
“Y-Yes.”
Zavier avoided eye contact but did not say that he did not want anything to happen between them. If they allowed this night, Tamara would be the first virgin woman he slept with. He would not forget this if it happened.
“Then let’s make it memorable,” the sensation and desire returned as he sat Tamara on the table where he cleared everything they used for drinking. Tamara bit her lip when she saw him slowly removing her panties. She just threw it anywhere and spread her legs wide open. Tamara screamed as she bit her finger when Zavier did something to her.
Tamara let out a loud moan that filled the entire room after Zavier brushed his lips between her thighs. She was about to close her legs out of shame, but the young man did not allow it; instead, he opened them wider and buried his face deeper into her femininity.
Tamara gasped as Zavier’s hot and hard tongue explored her intimacy. The lady could not help but pull it tightly and bury it deeper into her femininity.
“Y-Yes…” Tamara said breathlessly when Zavier rubbed the tip of his tongue to her hole. She felt a strong tickle inside her and wanted the man to bury his tongue deeper inside her. Zavier placed both of Tamara’s legs on his shoulders to devour her completely. “Please, more,” Tamara begged as she cried while pushing the man’s head into her intimacy. This was her first time, and she realized how beautiful it felt.
A tear rolled down her face as the man slowly inserted his stiff weapon into Tamara’s tight and hot femininity.
“Oh, s**t. So tight!” Zavier groaned and held onto the table to support himself. He could not wait any longer and buried his length inside Tamara, causing her to shout. He did not care if the lady was crying in front of him as he just wanted to release her because her stomach had been hurting since earlier.
“Please stop!” Tamara pleaded when she felt a sharp pain inside her. Zavier shook his head and started moving slowly. The lady immediately felt desire and regretted telling him to stop. "More..." she begged and held onto the man’s arms. Her body was the one moving for the two of them. This innocent lady they knew was now wild and full of lust.
What his ex-boyfriends had longed for was only achieved quickly by Zavier. And that is why he can say he is a lucky man.
As she tasted the heaven that Zavier told so, she didn’t want to stop the night and for her, it was the best decision that she experienced this because it was amazing, it was relaxing, it was giving comfort.