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FIRST TIME ━━╋━　 mdni .ᐟ dex being as gentle as he possibly can with you, soft sex, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie, cockwarming, clit play, messy makeout, praise, lwk nervous dex...

“just take your time yeah?”

dex lays back, staring up at you carefully, his dilated pupils filled half with worry, half with awe. you sat over him tense as ever and stuffed to the brim with his pulsing cock. you shiver squeezing him with your already tight cunt, hands balanced on his broad, solid chest, taking in the feel of his warm skin and just how full you felt.

dex wasn't exactly the most sexually active guy, he didn't fuck just anybody, so when you proposed the solution to your complete lack of experience it made sense. in your head at least...

he hisses softly, “i told you baby— we don't have to do this—”

“i know— i know—”, you pant out softly, whispering a little embarrassed, pouting out your bottom lip softly.

“but i really want to dex— c'mon please…”

he swallows, rolling his jaw while you felt his chest rise and fall as he took his time. dex could feel his cock twitch at your soft plea, watching the nerves on your face, the slight shake in your voice, making him tighten his grip around your hips. dex can't help but give into your need as you bit your lip giving him that sweet look with your tits pressed together for him, how could he refuse ?

“m’gonna go slow ‘kay?”, his voice is low and comforting in the dim room, eyes staring up at you like you were the centre of his world, and truly you were.

you nod, feeling him begin to lift you over his cock, moving you with ease, his big rough hands holding you by your waist as his muscles flexed. he tried to be gentle with you, watching your face scrunch up while he helped you ride him at that slow sensual pace.

“feels good?”

he offered a little smile, a faint quirk of his lips in that familiar smirk.

“uh huh— so— so good—”, you let out a breathy moan, running your hands on his torso and the smooth of his abs for balance all while he kept his steady pace. dex carried on, acting as if you were fine china, one wrong move and you'd crack under his touch. he focused on the feeling of your warm pussy, letting his hips thrust up into you gently, groaning as he held himself back from fucking you harder. his brow creasing with restraint on his focused face, he watched your lips, swollen from nervous chewing, your eyes darting over him, how your tits bounced slightly with his pacing, dex noticed everything about you. he was obsessed.

“mhm— that's it— taking me so well baby…”

he kept going and going as you felt your body tingling with pleasure and that tight feeling blooming inside your stomach. he watches your face, waiting carefully for the right time to move.

suddenly the tip of his thick cock hit a spongey spot deep inside you, making you gasp out and clutch at him, nails pressing into his tough skin.

“shit— m'sorry—”

worry fills him and he expects you to cry out, to ask him to stop but instead you arch into it, moaning out softly, all breathy and pretty sitting on top of him. he lets out a huff watching your hips bounce over his cock, trying to emulate the feeling.

“keep doing that— please—”, you whine, making him let out a breathy sigh of relief and a meek smile as he pumps you over his cock with a more steady pace.

dex loved this. watching you fall apart on top of him, crumbling so softly, so beautifully. all for him.

“so pretty like this…”

“look at you angel…”

hes muttering to himself, hypnotised by you and the sloppy connection where the base of his cock met your cunt and the lewd, wet sounds emanating from it. he feels every delicate flutter and squeeze of your cunt around his thick cock, he knows exactly where to aim, how hard and how much, he feels you getting closer and closer. dex knows you better then you know yourself. he can feel how close you are to your finish, the hot band pooling in your lower half about to snap.

another thrust, and another, the lewd noises getting louder between the two of you, he grunts pulling you closer. one of his big hands grabbing for your hair, tugging slightly, and suddenly his mouth is on yours swallowing your loud moans. his tongue is warm and he tastes like sweet coffee, dex nips at your lips, licking and kissing you in a mess of spit and want. while he sucks at your tongue his other hand gropes at your ass, kneading the plush curve of it while effortlessly moving you up and down the length of his cock.

to finish you off he drags the hand that was on your ass over your hip and between your legs, leaving the skin with burning hot trails of his touch. his thumb reaches for your clit, nudging its way down and pressing hard. sirens go off in your head, you practically see stars. dex feels your mouth hang open, half dumb and gasping out pleas for god knows what. he rubs a tight circle over your clit, pressing his face against your cheek before he found a solid pace, feeling your muscles twitch and force your legs to squeeze around him.

when you cum it's messy and sudden, you gasp out his name into his mouth, leaning forward into him. dex holds you tight against him, letting you shake softly into his skin while you screw your eyes tighter letting out little soft whimpers.

“that's it, just— fuck— let it happen—”

dex grunts softly, chasing his own finish. after glancing at your face, seeing the fucked out look gloss over your eyes he cant help cumming deep inside you, fucking you gently through your both your highs. he held you tight against him. he felt how your pussy creamed around his now limp cock with overwhelmingly warm pleasure.

the aftermath is warm and achy. he's stroking your skin gently, the side of your face then moving his palm to rub comforting circles into your back.

“did so good—”, he mumbles quietly, feeling you relax on top of him mumbling something shakily while your eyes flutter shut.

dex runs his long fingers through your hair watching you lay your head over his chest, spent and tired as ever. he lets you rest while he was still twitchy and spent inside of you.

“did so good f'me angel— so good—”, he mumbles tiredly feeling his own eyelids grow heavy.

those greasy bangs were literally everything