Erin Leaf: The First Time is the Sweetest

“Would you like a demonstration?” he murmured, low and deep. She shivered, feeling the warmth of his breath on her face. “Strictly for teaching purposes,” he continued. She could only nod her head dumbly since she didn’t trust herself to make any sort of coherent answer at this point.

“Okay, then,” Jimmy said, cupping his right hand on her cheek. His palm warmed her face as she felt the first delicate touch of his lips just before she closed her eyes. She shook so hard that he reached his other arm around her, gently gripping the loose hair at her nape, immobilizing her head. He held her steady as his closed lips slowly rubbed back and forth over hers. Heat rushed through her. He coaxed her mouth apart so gently that Sabrina jerked when she felt his tongue lick her top lip.

“Steady,” he whispered, as she hesitated. “This is how a real kiss ought to go.” This time, his tongue brushed against her lower lip, and she opened her mouth slightly. He slanted his face over hers, fitting his mouth against her lips, brushing lightly against her with his tongue. She felt him suck at her, then he licked into her, sending a hot rush through her body. She shook, then tucked her arms helplessly around his neck, rubbing her aching nipples against his chest as he continued to dip into her mouth, tasting her teeth, her lips, and finally her tongue. She couldn’t believe how soft he felt, how sweet and minty he tasted. He must have been eating a peppermint , Sabrina thought absently when he pulled back. She moaned in disappointment, dazed. She couldn’t believe Jimmy had actually kissed her, a real kiss. She never expected him to touch her like this.

“If you want to learn how to kiss, you have to kiss me back,” he murmured as he released her hair and ran his index finger around the swirls of her right ear. “You taste like strawberries, sweetheart.” Jimmy dragged his hand around her throat and then pressed it against his cock. Sabrina watched as he tried to adjust himself. He looked uncomfortable, but in control, his movements careful as though he didn’t want to scare her. She looked up and trembled. His eyes were dark, more serious than she’d ever seen him. It was like he wasn’t the guy she thought she knew, as if Jimmy were a complete stranger. It struck her then that he might be as affected by this kiss as she was.

“Okay,” she whispered and leaned in. He tilted his head, opening his mouth. She reached out with her tongue to taste his lips. He was sweet and warm as his tongue met hers, sliding over and into her mouth again. She returned the favor, slipping into him and exploring, seeking out the slightly crooked tooth that she’d always found so attractive. Jimmy shuddered and gripped her shoulders, tilting her head back until his tongue moved hotly into her, meeting hers again and again. She lost track of everything as he pulled her closer, running his hands up and down her back as she clutched at his shoulders. Suddenly, he tore away, tucking her face into his neck and holding tightly as he breathed harshly into her ear. Dimly, she realized that she was panting, too, gripping the fabric of his shirt in her fists.

“You caught on pretty damn quick, Sabrina.” Jimmy pulled back after a minute, looking wrecked.

Sabrina let go of his shirt, watching as the wrinkles she’d pressed into the soft material bunched up over his biceps. She licked her lips, wishing he hadn’t stopped. He looked at her, eyes intense, then smiled as his face relaxed. He was still breathing hard when she snuck a glance at his lap, where his firm cock still strained against the seam of his jeans. She looked up and caught him watching her peek. She flushed, trying to pull herself together.

“Wow.” She smiled tentatively. “How could my date have been so icky, and you be so yummy?” She hoped he would kiss her again. She tried to ignore the heat of his thighs where they pressed against her legs, and clasped her hands together, wishing they were still wrapped around his shoulders.

“Experience counts for something, you know,” Jimmy smirked. She rolled her eyes, and he chuckled.

“So, can I really ask you anything?” She rubbed a hand on her knee, the thought of their mind-blowing kiss spurring her on.

“Anything,” he stated. “I’ve often thought it silly that our society has such taboos about sex that people grow up confused and knowing nothing. Some people never figure out how to please their partner, and others come to expect that sex will never be very fulfilling.”

Sabrina nodded, squirming in embarrassment but still wanting to hear what he had to say. There was so much she didn’t know.

“Ask me anything, Sabrina.”

Of course, as soon as he spoke, her mind went completely blank. She knew what the technical details of sex entailed, but she wanted to know how it felt. She dropped her gaze to his bare feet. Even his toes were sexy. She sighed, wanting him to kiss her, touch her, show her how to touch him back. How could she ask him for that?

“Um, I’m not sure what to ask,” Sabrina stammered, feeling completely ridiculous. “Isn’t it easier to just, you know, go with the flow?” She waved her hand in a circle.

Jimmy nodded. “That’s true, but on the other hand, most of what I know I learned from a very good teacher.”

“A teacher?” Sabrina asked, surprised.

“Not a teacher like you’re thinking.” Jimmy smiled at her again. “I was about your age.” He settled back into the couch. “I’d just realized that I was attracted to people of both sexes, and understandably, I was a bit unsettled about that. I mean, figuring out you’re gay is one thing, figuring out that you’re bisexual is quite another.” Sabrina nodded, thinking about how difficult that must have been for an eighteen-year-old guy.

“The summer after my high school graduation, I went to Europe for the summer for a writing scholarship award. It was a two-month trip, so my dad went with me, along with the second and third place winners of the scholarship competition and their parents.” She nodded, remembering. Her dad and Charlie, Jimmy’s father, were good friends. They’d all hung out a lot together before that trip, and she remembered missing the barbecues and movies they used to watch together in the summer. Then, of course, Jimmy’s dad died and Jimmy went away to school. They never got to spend time together again until now.

Jimmy continued, not noticing her distraction. “I loved it, the scenery, the food, the history of the land, and the people were fascinating. Then, two weeks before we were due to go home, my dad had to leave early to deal with some work emergency. I was eighteen so it wasn’t a problem, but it was still the first time I was on my own.” Sabrina couldn’t imagine how that must have felt. She would probably have been scared to be alone so far from home.

“I was a little frightened when he left, but it was only for two weeks. We were in Edinburgh, Scotland, staying in rooms over an old pub. It was really cool. The bar was owned by a local family, and the son of the owners worked there on the weekends. He was five years older than me and absolutely gorgeous. By the second day, I had such a crush I couldn’t stop stammering.” Jimmy smiled, his eyes soft.

Sabrina shook her head, knowing exactly how he felt. “I can’t imagine you that shy,” she said. Jimmy chuckled, picking up her left hand and idly stroking over the back of her fingers, sending a tingle up her arm.

“Oh yeah, I was a mess,” he said. “His name was Brodie. He liked to wink at me. I didn’t know what to do. Theoretically, I knew I was attracted to guys, but I’d hung out with girls so long I thought that maybe I was mistaken. Then, boom!” Jimmy laughed. “Brodie happened. I had the hots for him immediately.”