I sighed contentedly and smiled as I relished in post orgasmic bliss. Thinking about the dropped towel, the discarded T-shirt and steamy foreplay in the bathroom earlier. The bathroom foreplay involving a lot of hands on action before moving into the bedroom.

In my brief sexual history, these moments of post orgasmic bliss had already become my favorite. I felt so loved. So wanted and so very satisfied. I looked over at Ryan lying next to me and saw he also had a soft smile on his face.

My sexuality had been fully awakened. It was so much more than actual sex. Ryan had just gone down on me for the first time, and the experience was nothing short of phenomenal. I had no idea just how good it could be, and was. I lost track of the number of orgasms he had given me. I needed to return the favor but didn't know where to even begin. He was clearly in no rush though, perfectly content to have brought me to ultimate satisfaction and to just lay here, his fingertips lightly running up down my lower spine, leaving me tingling from his touch. Just knowing what those fingers were capable of, not to mention his tongue, had me feeling all warm and tingly inside.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked.

"Honestly? I was thinking about the first kiss we ever shared, way back when." He replied, with a smile.

I couldn't help but laugh. "What were we? Like fourteen or fifteen?"

"Hmmm. Something like that. Maybe even younger." He smiled again at me.

"Truth or dare right?" I laughed again, the memory of the stupid, childish game running through my head.

"Yep. I believe it was you and me. Chase, Alyssa. Maybe a couple of others. I can't remember for sure."

"And Chase dared you to kiss me." I couldn't help but blush remembering just how awkward we were back then. Ryan was so shy. I was only slightly more outgoing.

"I have a confession to make. Well, a couple of confessions." He grinned.

I raised my eyebrows at him. "And what might those confessions be?"

"I asked Chase to make that dare."

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to kiss you."

"Then why didn't you just do it? Why make it a dare?" I asked.

"Because I was this shy dorky kid and you were so pretty. I just had no idea how to go about doing it, so I had Chase make the dare. I had a huge crush on you."

"I was crushing hard on you too." I admitted. "What was the other confession?"

"You were the first girl I ever kissed."

"You were my first kiss too. Well, my first everything actually, but you know that."

"Do you remember that time when I was living next to Dale Jr and was helping you babysit for him and Amy?"

"Of course I remember. Not that you were much help. You nearly threw up over a dirty diaper and you made me change it." I laughed.

"I almost kissed you then. Well, not while you were changing the diaper, but that day."

"Why didn't you?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Because you got a text from that guy that Jeb set you up with. I figured y'all were dating. I didn't want to overstep."

"Oh. I forgot all about him. I met him once, a blind date thing, and he was a complete jerk so I never went out with him again or even gave him a second thought. I wish I never would have responded to that text."

"I didn't know. That's what I get for assuming, I guess. I figured I was in the friend zone. You and Alyssa were so pretty and popular. Even though y'all are identical, I only had eyes for you."

"It wasn't so much that we were popular, it's just because we were the only girls in our age group. It seemed like everyone thought of us as just a part of the group. Alyssa had it bad for Chase, but he thought of her like a sister. I figured everyone, including you, friend zoned me."

"Well, you were always one of my best friends. I would have liked to be more, but I just never spoke up. I wish we had realized all of this sooner and not wasted so much time."

"I think everything worked out the way it was meant to. The circumstances certainly could have been better, but I truly believe the outcome would have been the same. We both had a lot of growing to do. We were young and had no clue what love was. We just needed to be in other relationships and with other people to really know what true love is."

"We'll, now that I have you I'm never letting you go."

"I'm counting on it."

One thing I never counted on was just how much stamina Ryan had. Not that I'm complaining though. We're all men like this? It wasn't like I had anything to anyone to compare to, but all this heart to heart talking and confessions led to a long, slow, deep, passionate kiss. He had so completely awakened my sexuality that I had repressed for so many years. I then got an idea.

"I want to try something." I said, sitting up and pulling my knees under me.

"What do you want to....ohhh." He moaned, as I wrapped my hand around his now hard cock.

His breath hitched as I kissed a trail down his chest and across his stomach until his member was right in my face, a drop of precum glistening at the tip. I had no idea what I was doing, but didn't hesitate to swipe my tongue over to precum and taste him.

"Yes." He moaned again, and I could see his hand fist the sheet beneath him.

Now what? I slowly dragged my tongue along his hard shaft from base to tip and watched him quiver. I felt like I was off to a fairly good start, but I was still hesitant.

"What's wrong? If you are not comfortable with this, you don't have to do it." He said, and my heart nearly burst. He was so patient with me.

"I want to, but...what if I suck at it?"

"Sucking is kind of the point." He chuckled.

That made me laugh, and helped to lessen my nerves a bit. "Okay, but what if I'm really bad at it?"

"Highly impossible, but like I said, if you're not comfortable doing it, you don't have to."

"No. I want to." I repeated.

He took my hand and wrapped it around his shaft. "Just take it slow and easy. Only go as far as you are comfortable with. I promise I will never push you any farther than you are willing to go. If you don't like it, just stop. It's fine. You are in control."

"Okay." I nodded. I really wanted to do this.

I swiped my tongue across his tip again, and opened my mouth, taking the mushroom shaped head between my lips, using my saliva as lubricant to make it easier to take more of him in. Oops. Too much. I gagged a little so I pulled back.

He buried his hand into the back of my hair, not pushing me down, but more or less massaging my scalp, encouraging me. I slowly bobbed my head up and down, going only as far as I dared and was comfortable with, but his moans and grunts told me that despite my lack of experience, he was enjoying it.

"God you look so hot with your pretty pink lips around my cock."

I felt a clenching in the pit of my stomach and dampness between my legs over his words. Was I supposed to be getting off on this too? Because I was. The more he moaned, squirmed and pressed his fingers against my scalp, the wetter I got.

I needed to take a breath, so I released him from my mouth and ran my tongue along his shaft. Up and down, from base to tip until it was completely coated in my saliva, then I resumed taking the head into my mouth, going a little deeper than I had previously, but not deep enough to trigger my gag reflex. Maybe with practice, I could take more in.

"That's it. Just like that. You are doing so amazing, baby." The words of praise being uttered under ragged breath made my confidence soar. I took him in just a little deeper until I had to stifle a gag as his tip hit the back of my throat. I was learning my limits, with full intent on surpassing them next time. And I was certain there would be a next time. And a next, and a next.

His grunts and moans were fueling me further and I found myself really getting into it, so I was completely surprised when he pulled me off of him. Did I do something wrong?

"C'mere." He said in a raspy voice, and pulled me to where I was now straddling him.

"Why did you stop me?" I asked. I was a little taken back. I had wanted to see this through.

"Because I need to be inside of you." Oh. Well okay. Maybe another time then. "I think you enjoyed that as much as I did." He grinned, as his fingers found my entrance. I knew I was soaked. He pulled his fingers away and I could see the wetness of my arousal glistening on his fingertips. He then popped his fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them. My insides clenched. Why was that so hot? "I need you now." He murmured.

I raised my hips and lined him up with my entrance, allowing him to fill me completely. This was an entirely new sensation as I could feel every inch of him stretching me in the most fantastic way. He placed both hands on my hips, slowly moving me back and forth and my toes curled in pleasure and I couldn't help but throw my head back and release a long, deeply satisfying moan.

"Good?" He asked.

"Ohhh yeah." I muttered under my breath.

I felt so powerful in this position. I loved how I control the depth, the speed and the different sensations. Sitting straight up, I could feel every inch of him buried deep inside of me, his tip teasing that magic spot that had me quivering. This also allowed him to caress my breasts. To wrap his lips around my taut nipple enough to make my clit throb and pulse in response, but when I leaned forward to press my lips to his, his crown brushed at my entrance and rubbed against my clit in a way that had me seeing stars. Then, he raised his hips off of the bed, and all the sensations combined to give me an orgasm that rocked me to the core. Toes curling, eyes fluttering and rolling back into my head, thighs shaking and that rush of warmth that consumed me. I rode the waves of it till the very end, the breath robbed from my body.

I took a few moments to recover, my body flush against his as my lips nibbled along the side of his neck. I may have marked him as mine. I kissed along his stubbled jawline, finally making my way back to his lips, our tongues twisting heatedly together as my hips slowly moved against his, feeling so full with everything being stimulated and sensory overload kicking in. I felt myself falling into the glorious abyss once again.

My mouth fell open with a moan when he placed his hands on my hips again, moving me at a faster pace and he thrusted up into me. "I'm close baby girl." He spoke in that raspy voice. Him calling me baby girl was enough to push me even closer to the edge as his movements picked up speed and I was just along for the ride.

He moaned loudly and grunted as he released into me, my own body a quivering mess as I reached my own peak, shaking and shuttering as my orgasm overtook me.

I clung tightly to him, never wanting this feeling to ever end, yet I knew we couldn't stay like this forever. Reluctantly, I lifted my hips and released him, feeling the loss immediately. I didn't care about the mess, I just wanted to keep clinging, so I did.

"I love you." Ryan said, kissing my forehead.

"Mmmm. I love you too." I replied. I was truly in my happy place.