Hanging By A Moment

Hanging By A Moment
Chapter 8: Pillow Talk And First Times

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After their exhausting sex session the previous night, Scott and Jean slept well into the next morning. They were both too tired to even wake up at the glow of sunlight creeping through the windows. Outside, clouds were gathering in the distance, hinting that rain might be coming. Neither of them had anywhere to be on this serine Sunday. Classes were scheduled to start tomorrow for the both of them and they would have to rest up in order to be prepared for the rigors of college life.

Scott was the first one to stir. He gradually came out of his sleepy state, awakened to the warm feeling of a sleeping naked redhead next to him. Looking over towards her, he couldn’t help but smile as he relished the soft feeling of her warm skin against his. He soon found himself gently stroking her back, looking down at her beautiful sleeping form. He still found it hard to believe that after only a few days here in Bayville, he managed to meet a truly unique and amazing person. From their simple flirtations in the beginning to the passion of the previous night, it had his head reeling from so much happening so fast. In the span of a few days, he managed to do more with her in terms of connecting on a personal level than he had with anyone else in quite a while. He had been in the war zone for so long now that part of his mind was just begging to find something to connect with that didn’t involve the tension or strain of his harsh, complicated life…And he had found that in Jean.

He still couldn’t believe that he actually told her about what happened to his family last night. Scott was such a private person and he seldom ever let people know his deep secrets…But last night he had felt comfortable telling her. It had been so long since he had been able to vent that with somebody and Jean had not only been able to listen, but she also managed to understand on a significant level as well. Along with his secrets, she had told him some of hers…And they had most certainly not been easy for her to talk abouts. He remembered how emotional she got when she talked about Annie, her parents, and the time she spent in a mental hospital as a child…But in many ways, he could relate in the same way she understood him. And in the end, that was the greatest gift she could have given him…Understanding.

As Scott simply continued to relish the moment of holding the sleeping naked Jean Grey, she slowly began to stir. Letting out a gentle groan upon awakening, she slowly opened her eyes to see that she was still in bed Scott. She managed to give him a warm good-morning smile as she sifted her position and lay more flat on her back.

“Good morning sleepy…” said Scott as he watched Jean’s expression gradually return to one of full consciousness.

“Good morning soldier boy,” she said in a groggy voice, “What time is it?”

“Almost nine,” answered Scott.

“Mmm…Too early,” said Jean as she sunk back into the pillow.

“Do you always sleep in like this?” laughed Scott as he looked back at her with his more alert expression.

“Only when I get worn out after a night of long, passionate sex…” she said in a soft, sultry tone with a slow smile spreading across her face.

Scott couldn’t help but laugh as he took in the playful grin on her face. She didn’t look as though she was willing to go back to sleep. The sun was up and the light was shining into the room, illuminating their exposed naked skin. To both Scott and Jean, it was the simple afterglow effect of a night that had been so fulfilling for the both of them. And now that they had rested and regained their strength, they were free to simply relax in comfort of morning.

“Do you want to get up?” asked Scott, laying back in a more comfortable positions.

“Nah…I just want to lay here in bed,” said Jean, now feeling more awake as she snuggled closer and began running her hands down the firm, toned muscles of his chest, “Besides…I’m still a little ‘sore’ in some areas.”

“Well…Sorry if I got a little caught in the moment but…”

“Don’t be sorry Scott,” said Jean with a light laugh as she cut him off, “I meant sore in a good way.”

“Oh…I knew that,” replied the ex marine quickly in response.

“Yeah…Sure you did,” chuckled Jean in an unbelieving tone.

They continued to lay in silence as Jean kept gently tracing patterns down Scott’s chest while he gently rubbed his hand down her back and along her sexy hips. Moments like this where time itself seemed to become all but meaningless were few and far between and both youths wanted to absorb the feeling of such a moment…Treasuring it for however long it lasted.

Jean felt warm tingles in her body as she felt the soft traces of Scott’s talented hands on her skin. If she wasn’t so tired from the previous night, she would have most certainly thought about having another little romp. But she shook the want off easily, knowing it was better to simply wait and save those feelings for another time. Having just met and connected with each other, it was wise not to overdo it.

In the span of three days, both their lives had taken an unexpected turn upon meeting each other. They had established a good solid foundation for a friendship or a relationship…But neither of them wanted to classify this just yet. It was still too soon and there were so many uncertainties and unknowns with each other. But such a thought was far from their minds as they remained engrossed in a simple lingering moment where problems were non existent and life seemed so much simpler.

“So what do you think the record is for lying in bed from afterglow?” asked Scott, sinking comfortably back into the bed as he felt Jean’s toes wrestle slightly with his.

“I don’t know…Wanna set one?” grinned Jean in response as she lay against him, wide awake now even though she was still somewhat tired.

“Well, we can try,” he responded as he rested his hand on her lower back and simply let himself relax into his soft mattress.

Jean shifted her body slightly, still feeling the twinge of after effects that Scott had left on her body from the previous night. It wasn’t one of discomfort thought…It was simply her body remembering the pleasure it felt and the exertion it had put on with Scott. Memories of how they moved together and how Scott managed to please every possible nerve in her body made her wonder how it was possible for them to move with such passion and pleasure.

In all her years of being sexually active, Jean had developed her own unique style of attaining pleasure from one of life’s most basic acts. She didn’t like to be dominated, but she didn’t like to have to do all the work either. She preferred sex that was thorough, passionate, and long lasting. It wasn’t the kind of sex people like Betsy, Warren, or even Rogue to some extent relished in, but it was just the way she was and it was rare at best to find someone who actually shared that same sexual style. However, Scott had shown that he could go the distance. Not only did his style match hers nearly perfectly, but he also had this strange…Almost supernatural ability to hit every nerve that brought pleasure to the sex act. Such ability could not be gained overnight so she had already long assumed that he probably had some experience with women. In addition to such skill and experience, add to that his very fit and attractive looks and wonderful personality and Jean couldn’t help but think she had found someone who was almost too good too be true.

But despite this, Jean relished every moment she got a chance to experience this man’s mystery. And as she felt the lingering tingle in her body, she couldn’t help but wonder…Where did he learn to do this to a woman? Was she the only one who had felt what he had given her…Or was it something more that went further than just their attraction to one another? Did all girls he slept with get this same feeling from him? Part of her had to know…Was this typical or was she just a special case?

“Hey Scott…” she said, breaking the comfortable silence as clouds outside caused the sky to darken somewhat.

“Yeah?”

“Where did you learn to do that last night?” asked Jean.

“Do what?” asked Scott curiously, not knowing what she was referring to.

“Everything…” she said, “Not just last night, but the night before. All those moves, all that stamina…I don’t want you to get too egotistical on me, but you were very good. And I don’t tell a lot of guys that.”

“I’m honored,” said Scott with a light laugh, “And you weren’t so bad yourself. Normally, no girl wears me out to the point where I sleep this late.”

“Well I guess that’s because I’m just really ‘energetic,’” she replied with a sultry grin, “I’m not going to lie to you Scott, I’ve played the field. I’ve had sex before and I enjoy having sex.”

“Yeah, I figured that,” laughed Scott.

That earned him a playful swat from Jean, but she continued none the less, “It’s true though. Guys don’t often believe it, but women think about sex almost as much as men…Most just aren’t willing to admit that. Women can say what they want, but sex is a natural desire that everybody is programmed to have and you can’t deny that it does feel good and it is healthy for the body. And I’ve been with my share of guys…Some good, some not so good. I’ve had experience. I know what I like and what I don’t like.”

“Well you’re not alone on that issue,” said Scott, “I’ve had experience too. But you probably already knew that.”

“Well it’s not like you hide it!” laughed Jean.

“I don’t see why I should,” said Scott as he smiled back at her, “I’ve always been good at listening and I know that what you say is true…Women are just as sexual as men. They’re just better at hiding it when they choose to because they have more will power. I’ve been with plenty of girls, some in relationships and some for simple fun. But like all guys, I enjoy sex too. It’s a natural, healthy part of life as you say. And since high school I’ve made sure that I’m informed about it.”

“Informed? How so?” asked Jean curiously.

“Well besides safety, with lots of things,” said Scott, “My foster parents were always very liberal when it came to sexuality so I learned about it from a fairly young age. Their philosophy was if you’re old enough to ask the question, you’re old enough to hear the answer. And they didn’t hide anything from me. They told me what sex is, why it’s important, how to do it right, and how to be good at it.”

Jean couldn’t help but laugh at the notion of a parent actually going into that much detail about sex with their child, but Scott seemed every bit as serious about it as possible as he continued.

“It’s true, my foster mother said it’s a gift from nature that should be enjoyed and not tabooed,” he said, “She gave me a lot of insight on how women think and how they communicate differently. And my foster mother is very wise and to this day I haven’t been able to disprove anything she’s told me. People like to think that men and women are from different worlds, but in reality…They are very similar when you get right down to it. And if you can understand that, you can make better relationships. As for my foster dad…Well, that’s another story.”

“Oh this I have to hear,” grinned Jean, evoking another laugh from Scott.

“Make no mistake about it Jean,” said Scott, “My parents may be aging, but they still act like they’re in high school or college. They love fun just as much as the next person and my dad is no exception. He taught me the intricacies of listening to women, deciphering the hidden messages, and learning how to respect them. He also told me that no matter how many girls you can get into bed…It is your duty to make sure that they are satisfied and pleasured in a way so that they’ll never forget about you even if the relationship doesn’t work out whatever it may be.”

“I like that advice…” said Jean, already feeling that Scott’s foster parents had one upped her in terms of likeability.

“And my sister got the same lecture and to this day she’s just as sexual as I am,” said Scott, “I remember the boys she brought home, but she was never afraid, ashamed, or regretful about it and she was even open with her parents about it. She was smart about what she did and I learned a lot from that. To this day, I know that my foster parents still hump like high school sweethearts…But it isn’t as sickening a thought as it is to most people.”

“No way! I could never imagine my parents doing it,” said Jean, trying not to picture it.

“Well if you met mine, you may think differently,” said Scott, trying hard not to laugh at the face Jean had made, “But they taught me a lot about communication and interaction. Even though I’m a pretty introverted person for the most part, it didn’t keep me from being able to meet and be around people and show them that I’m a nice guy.”

“And you do a good job with that,” said Jean as she patted his chest lightly, “So all that sexual prowess comes from your parents huh?”

“Most of it to some extent…” said Scott, “They gave me the confidence, knowledge, and comfort with it in order for me to grow and mature into the man I am now. But much of those skills, like what I did last night, had to be attained with experience. And like everybody…I had to start somewhere.”

“Yeah, I know the feeling,” said Jean, “The first time is always the hardest, but it’s also one of the most important. My parents may have been very prude about sex, but I guess I’m just a sexual person by nature and I don’t regret it in the slightest.”

“It’s good you like who you are,” said Scott, “Even with a troubled relationship with your family.”

“I guess being the black sheep does have some advantages,” said Jean with a shrug, “But it doesn’t make things any easier. My first time may have been significant and it did play a big role in shaping my personality and sexuality, but it wasn’t the most magical feeling in the world that cheesy romance novels often describe.”

“Really? What was it like?” asked Scott, now curious at what she was saying.

Jean let out a sigh as she recalled that fateful moment all those years ago. Like all people, her first sexual experience had been a milestone for her. There were many things about it she wanted to remember…While at the same time, hoping to forget others.

“Do you really want to know?” asked Jean, not sure if he really wanted to hear about the first man she had sex with.

“Really, I do…Call it, curiosity,” said Scott with a grin, prompting another laugh from Jean.

“Okay then soldier boy…I’ll tell you the story,” said Jean, “It wasn’t magical and it wasn’t a terribly memorable experience in my opinion, but it was significant. And it all started with my first serious boyfriend…Duncan Matthews.”

***Flashback***

A 16 year old Jean Grey followed Duncan Matthews, her boyfriend of only a few months, up the driveway of his large upper class home. She had seen his house before, but tonight, Duncan seemed especially eager. The whole house was darkened as the young star football player unlocked the door and led the young redhead inside.

“Come on Jean, hurry up!” said Duncan as he noticed Jean lagging behind.

“I’m coming, hold your horses!” said Jean as she ran up to meet him at the open front door, “So where are your parents? I thought you said they were always home after eight.”

“Don’t worry…They’re gone,” he said in a deep voice as he pulled her into an embrace and shut the door behind him, careful to make sure it was locked.

Jean took in the large, darkened house. There really was nobody else…She was alone with her boyfriend in an unattended house. As Duncan began to pull her closer and move his hands down towards her hips, she felt a slight quiver from her insides. Part of her was scared while another part of her was aroused.

“So…We’re alone here,” said Jean as she felt Duncan began to trail his kisses down her neck and squeeze her hips with his strong hands.

“You bet! We’ve got the whole night to ourselves,” he said, moving his hands from her hips to her butt, “I was thinking…We take advantage of this opportunity. We might not get another chance like this.”

He began kissing her again and she began to kiss back, feeling a warm sensation in her body as his hands squeezed her backside and hungrily gazed at her sexy aura. Jean’s felt her heart rate go up as her mind began struggling to make a decision. Her body wanted so badly to experience the pleasure, but she didn’t want to have any regrets about it. She was still a virgin and Duncan wasn’t. She had spent a few months as his girlfriend, but they were never able to go too far in terms of body contact. Now she had a chance to go all the way…To become a full fledged woman and leave behind the childhood she had always wanted to forget.

Her libido was quickly beginning to overshadow her uncertainties as she let out a gentle moan from Duncan’s trail of kisses. She knew she wanted this. All of her pursuits of boys were all culminating in her head as all her sexual energy was just begging to be unleashed. But still…Part of her kept her from losing control.

“Duncan…Wait,” said Jean as she broke his embrace.

“Why? What’s wrong?” said Duncan, seeing Jean’s face flush a slight red color as she took a moment to catch her breath.

“I don’t know…” said Jean, still obviously conflicted, “I mean…Don’t think that I don’t want to…It’s just that, I want it to be special. I’m still a virgin…You know that.”

“And do you want to stay a virgin?” argued Duncan, “I mean…What’s more special than this right here? It’s Friday night, we have the house to ourselves, we have a full moon shining down on us…What more do you need?”

The hot feeling in Jean’s body was still present and it would most likely not leave her until she gave into her yearning desires. She had never had sex before, but she knew enough about it to understand that it was a big step in one’s life and she didn’t want to stay a virgin for too long, for she knew it wasn’t healthy. And if she had the opportunity to do it now, why squander it? Did she really need anything more than they had right here? Did she really want it to be like those sappy, superficial moments that were so clichéd in movies?

“I just want it to be good for the both of us,” said Jean.

“Don’t worry, I know how you feel,” coaxed Duncan as he moved in closer towards her, “I felt pretty scared my first time too, but once I got it over with, it felt amazing. I know this is your first time…And I know it hurts the first time. Just don’t worry about it…I’ll make sure it’s good for you.”

Jean was still uncertain even as Duncan moved in to give her another round of kisses and began groping her chest. Part of her wanted to push him off, but she soon sank into the feeling…Wanting to just do what her basic biological instincts were urging her to do.

“It’ll be okay Jean…I know you’ll like it,” said Duncan, “But if you don’t want to do it then…”

However, Jean didn’t let him finish.

“No…I want to…” she said, “I want to have sex. I’ve been on the pill for over a year and I’ve been waiting to do it for too long now.”

“That’s the spirit!” said Duncan, feeling noticeably more enthused now as he continued to kiss her with more rigor.

“I just…Want to keep it simple…And I don’t want to have any regrets,” she said.

“Then we’ll do just that,” said Duncan as he took her in his arms and began running his hands down her sexy curves.

This time, Jean returned his touches by running her hands along his ridged body that had done so well for the football team, but now it had to do well for her too.

“Come on…” said Duncan eagerly, “Let’s do it in my room.”

Not wasting any time, Duncan quickly let Jean up into his room. Jean’s legs were starting to feel weak, for she knew there was no turning back now. She was going to lose her virginity tonight…And she wanted to make sure it was memorable.

Closing the door behind him, they both resumed their kissing, but this time they became more aggressive as Duncan threw off his jacket and swiftly removed his shirt. Jean felt a sudden dryness in her mouth as she took in his appearance and began promptly caressing his warm, exposed skin in her hands. While she was doing this, Duncan began touching the covered area of her breasts with his hand…Signaling a desire to remove her shirt. After stopping for a brief moment to catch her breath, she let Duncan slide the tight fitting halter top over her head. As soon as it was off, he began to more aggressively rub her breasts, prompting more moans from the young redhead as she felt an increasingly wet feeling in her private areas.

There was already a large bulge forming in the star football player’s pants and Jean could feel it pressing against her. Her body began to quiver at the progress of this heated foreplay as she soon began to feel herself perspire slightly. The scent of this sweat drove Duncan into an even further state of arousal as he undid his belt buckle and unzipped his fly to loosen his pants. Jean gasped at the sight of the bulge in his boxer shorts and felt a little anxious about having it inside her, but such feelings were soon alleviated as soon as Duncan began rubbing her breasts again and hungrily kissing her face.

Unable to contain the hot feeling any longer, Jean started undoing the fly of her skin tight jeans. Upon seeing this, Duncan soon came to her aid as he began to tug on them while Jean shook her hips in a swift, sensual manner to help them both get it off. Once she stepped out of them, she was only in her bra and panties. She was already feeling the nervous sweat trickle down her face as she felt rather shy about being so exposed, but this didn’t seem to bother Duncan as he kept on kissing her and fondling her breasts.

A wet spot was forming in Jean’s underwear as she saw his throbbing erection pop out of his boxers and she moved her hand to tease it slightly, causing the young man to moan in contentment. This greatly helped Jean to ease her jitters and start to enjoy this intimate contact. In response, Duncan’s hand trailed from atop her breasts, to the straps of her bra. Feeling it was time to remove it, the star football player wasted no time in skillfully removing them and letting Jean’s generous breasts fall free from their confinement.

“Oh yeah…” he said upon seeing her breasts before him, “You have great tits Jean.”

“Thanks…And they’re still growing you know,” she grinned, feeling the gentle shots of pleasure that shot through her body as Duncan’s bare hands gave her generous breasts a firm squeeze.

Jean used her free hands to help Duncan out of the remainder of his pants. His dick was now hard as a rock and as Jean felt Duncan roughly tease her nipples, she gave his stiff, ridged member a few light strokes. This helped get him even more ready as he noticed the wet area of her underwear. Duncan then found himself slipping one hand into her panties and stroking the wet private area within, causing Jean to let out a sudden gasp. To her, it felt strange having someone else touch her most private area. He was a little rougher than she would have liked him to be, but it wasn’t at all unpleasant to her. It was as if it both hurt and felt good at the same time. Knowing the time was near, hey both then stumbled to the bed as Jean’s legs refused to carry her any further.

Her mind was still spinning and sweat of both nervousness and arousal now coated her body. She felt herself swallow lightly at the look of intent of the naked man before her. Now all that was left were her panties and once they were gone, she would be fully naked. Duncan didn’t waste any time as he placed both hands on the sides of her sexy, well toned hips and quickly slid the garment down her legs, exposing her moist pussy. She began breathing in short gasps, nervous as to what was going to happen next.

“Please…Be gentle,” she said, mentally preparing herself for what was going to happen next.

“I will,” he assured.

Jean lay back on his soft bed as she felt his weight press upon her. He then gently spread her long, sexy legs so that his hard cock was now at the entrance to her wet virgin pussy. She closed her eyes as she awaited his full insertion into her. Taking the initiative, Duncan firmly grasped her hips and quickly thrust his dick into her warmth, breaking the barrier of her virginity in the process.

Jean let out a pained gasp, feeling as though somebody had just shot a hot knife through the core of her body. But she had endured the worst of soccer injuries before and she wasn’t about to let a little pain stop her. She gritted her teeth as she felt Duncan press his full weight upon her. Then, as the pain passed, she slowly spread her legs wider and waited for new sensations to overtake the pain.

“It hurt…” managed Jean as part of the pain of having her virginity broken still lingered.

“The first time usually does for girls,” said Duncan, “But don’t worry…It will get better. I promise.”

Slowly, Duncan slightly drew his dick out of her pussy and thrust it in again. This caused Jean to let out another moan, but this time the pain was less. Then he gave her another thrust, and again it was less. Soon, he sped up his thrusts into her vagina and pain was quickly replaced with a new feeling of pleasure as Jean wrapped her legs around him and began moving her body in a rhythm.

“Yeah…That’s it…That’s good,” said Duncan, absorbing the feeling of having his hard dick in her hot pussy.

“It’s getting better…Getting better…” gasped Jean as her gasps became shorter and waves of pleasure began to pulse through her body.

As Jean’s mind relished in the new sense of pleasure, she began moving more, trying to adjust herself to feel more pleasure. To Duncan, she was a bit more active for a first timer, but he worked around it as he began to grunt with each powerful thrust. His hands began to roughly roam over her naked sweaty body, squeezing and touching her as she remained under his weight. Jean forced herself to adjust to some of this roughness and kept soaking up what pleasure she could before she had an orgasm.

“Oh yeah Jeannie baby…I’m gonna come soon,” said Duncan as he began trusting into her with more rigor.

“So am I…” gasped Jean as she tried to adjust with each thrust.

Then, as Jean felt her inner muscles start to contract, Duncan let out a loud groan as he shot his load into her vagina. Shortly after feeling his warm liquid inside her, Jean came as well…Letting out a pleasured moan that she would forever remember as her first true orgasm.

Duncan managed to keep going for a while longer, thrusting into her and pumping her vagina to his content while Jean adjusted to many new feelings. At times he was a little too rough and a little overbearing, but he still managed to bring himself and her as well to another orgasm. And as they rolled around under the sheets of his bed, relishing in the pleasure of having sex, they finally collapsed, feeling tired enough for one night.

Jean took a few moments to recover from what she had just done, but Duncan seemed perfectly content. Jean knew it was because he had done this before, but it took her a little while longer for her mind to process the new sensations she had just experienced. While some of it wasn’t as she had expected while other parts were, it was still something new that she had immensely enjoyed. And since she was no longer a virgin, she could safely say that she was a woman. While it had been a little awkward at first, Jean was thankful that it had become so pleasurable and it was definitely something she would do again. Duncan may have had plenty of faults, but despite this…He was now and would forever remain her first time.

“So…No regrets?” asked Duncan as he looked at the tired naked redhead wrapped in the sheets next to him.

“No regrets…” she said with a smile as she closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

***End Flashback***

“And that’s the story of my very first time!” proclaimed Jean as she finished the final part of her story.

“Wow…” said Scott, “It sounds like quite a first time. I’ve heard plenty of horror stories from other girls that didn’t end nearly as well.”

“Well it wasn’t exactly the most amazing thing in the world,” said Jean, “The first time seldom is. It was awkward, it was out of sync, I didn’t know what to do exactly, some parts actually didn’t feel too good, I was nervous, and on top of that Duncan wasn’t the most understanding lover…Which was one of the many reasons we broke up. But it was still a good first sexual experience. It took time, but I kind of refined my own likes and dislikes in the bedroom as I had more sex and moved on to different lovers and different relationships.”

“Yeah, I had to go through the same ordeal,” said Scott, taking note of how uncanny the similarities of their sexual development were, “But it got a lot better with time and some very good advice from my parents and even my sister to some extent.”

“I still find that hard to believe,” laughed Jean, “I can’t picture ANYONE in my family ever feeling comfortable dealing out sexual advice.”

“Well you seemed to do okay without it,” grinned Scott, earning him another round of laughs from Jean.

“Yeah, I guess so,” she laughed, “But like I said, I’m kind of a sexual person by nature. It’s a wonderful thing to explore and as long as you keep common sense as a big part of it, the whole experience gets to be one of the most amazing feelings in the world.”

“I don’t doubt that,” said Scott with a grin, “I think I’m a pretty sexual guy by nature too, but like I said, I had help in the beginning so I think I can safely say it was less awkward on the first time for me.”

“Why? What makes you say that?” asked Jean curiously as she rolled over on top of him and rested her head upon his warm, well built chest.

“Well…Do you really want to hear?” asked Scott.

“Hey, I told you about my first sexual encounter,” she said with a grin, “I think it’s only fair you tell me yours. So what was it like?”

“Well…I’ll tell you,” said Scott as he began playfully running his fingers through her long red hair, “Like you, I was very nervous and I was still at a point in my life where I was really shy. But thanks to good genes, exercise, and a ton of heavy lifting from my foster dad I filled out really nicely in high school and began attracting quite a bit of female attention.”

“Oh I can see that…” said Jean with a sultry smile as she traced a light pattern on his chest.

“I’m sure you could…” said Scott with a grin, “But I was still shy and awkward around women. Never the less, I managed to meet someone who helped break the mold. Her name was Taryn…And she was my first time.”

***Flashback***

“Come on Scott! Let’s go!” said Taryn playfully as she dragged a 16 year old Scott Summers up the driveway of her suburban middle class home.

“Damn, you’re a hard girl to keep up with Taryn,” commented Scott as she pulled him into another kiss.

“Well…I thought that was one of the qualities you liked about me Mr. Summers,” she said in a low, sexy tone.

Scott just chuckled as he leaned in to kiss her again. This time, Taryn reciprocated with more intensity as she led him towards the front door and stumbled into the darkened house. It had been a little over a month since Taryn first asked Scott out on a date. He had been plenty shy about it, but she had been in a relationship before and she helped him learn along the way. And after their first date, Scott had used every bit of communication skill and common sense practice that his parents and sister had taught him too get over the awkwardness and thankfully, it seemed to work.

Taryn may have had her faults, many of which encompassed her somewhat overly outgoing and imbalanced personality, but Scott had managed to see beyond the qualities that were somewhat opposite to his and latch onto the qualities about her that stood out. She was a truly sweet and fun loving young woman who knew how to have a good time. She was a cheerleader, a decent student, and an overall chipper girl that helped offset some of Scott’s more solemn side that he always struggled with.

As they stumbled into the house after a fairly nice casual date that had energized their hormones, Taryn began to lead him through the darkened rooms towards the door leading to the basement. Her hands began to roam and caress his strong muscles, arousing her desire from within and causing a warm, wet sensation to form in her lower regions. Scott too felt his body start to get the better of him as he felt Taryn’s hands aggressively maneuver themselves around his body while he soon felt his hands running down to her lower back and near her butt.

“Hey Scott…” said Taryn, breaking the kiss for just a moment.

“Yeah?” he said as she still casually ran her hands along his body.

“My parents are out for the night…” she said in a low, sexy tone.

Knowing what she was implying, Scott felt a sudden queasiness in the pit of his stomach. He tried to swallow his anxiety along with the lump in his throat as he sensed from Taryn’s body language what she wanted from him. His own body yearned to see her out of her clothes and to touch her naked form, but he had never done it before. All the advice and assurances about women and sex from his parents was all about to come too ahead, but he wasn’t sure if he was ready for it.

“Taryn I…Are you sure you want to…Do it?” stammered Scott, trying to stay focused and keep his thoughts together.

“Aww…that’s sweet of you to ask Scottie,” she said playfully as she began to pull him closer and grind her pelvis against his, feeling the slight hardness forming in his pants, “But I can safely say I’m certain that I want you. Why so nervous? Is this your first time?”

“Well…” said Scott, finding himself trail off which pretty much said it all for Taryn.

“Oh my God it is!” she exclaimed, “Wow…I didn’t think you had held out this long with a body like yours. I see the way girls look at you.”

“Well…I don’t know about that…” said Scott, feeling somewhat awkward about such implications given his introverted nature.

“Oh don’t be so humble about it Scott,” she said, not letting him go on, “I know and a lot of other girls out there know that you are a very sexy young man…And you shouldn’t be ashamed of that…You should be proud.”

Scott couldn’t help but give her an assuring smile as her hands moved from his chest back behind him towards his butt. He could tell that she was getting hornier by the second and she definitely wanted him to be the one to fulfill her sexual needs. This being his first time, Scott was still worried that he would do something wrong, say something stupid, or make the wrong decision. But as he felt the tight feeling in his pants and as he looked down at the impassioned young woman before him, he felt confident that this was the right time. It felt right and his instincts were telling him so. Nervous or not, it was now or never for him…Once he made the choice, he would have to see it through. It was one of the many things his father taught him before he died and if this was how it was going to be on the night he first had sex with a girl, so be it.

“So how about it?” said Taryn as she gave him another messy kiss on the face, “Ready to become a man? I think you’re body already knows…”

Taryn then moved her hand over the growing bulge in his pants and felt her self grow wetter at the thought of him putting it inside her. This action evoked a slight moan from Scott and despite the weariness in his legs, he returned her embrace as he trailed a slew of soft kisses down her neck, making her moan as well.

“I’m ready…” he said, “Let’s do it.”

“That’s the spirit stud boy!” said Taryn, feeling the hot sensations in her body surge through her body as she began to lead Scott towards a door near the kitchen, “Come on…Let’s fuck on the couch downstairs!”

Although it may not have been what Scott was expecting, he didn’t argue with her because judging from the tone in her voice, that’s were she really wanted to do it. They both stumbled down the steps and Taryn managed to flipped on the faint light, illuminating the whole area in a soft, sexy glow. Her basement wasn’t much of a romantic setting, but it had its appeal. It was nice, carpeted, and had a long, down couch facing a TV near the far corner.

As Taryn dragged Scott over towards the couch, she swiftly slid off her shirt and made quick work of her pants so that she was only in her bra and panties. Scott’s legs nearly gave out as he saw how quick Taryn had stripped before his eyes, but she quickly caught her and captured his lips again as she untucked his shirt and slid it over his head, revealing his well toned body.

Taryn gave him a moan of approval, feeling more aroused at the sight of his exposed upper body as a small spot of wetness in the crotch of her panties began to grow. She began kissing in and around his rough, well toned muscles with increasing passion as Scott trailed his hands around her exposed skin. Her sent of intoxicating arousal heightened his eagerness as he kept his insecurities at bay and relished in the sexy foreplay. Taryn began getting a little aggressive, but she found it hard not to in her state of heightened sexual arousal. It didn’t help Scott’s nervousness, but he allowed her to do her thing while he massaged her exposed flesh and used one of his hands to touch her still covered breasts.

The eager young woman let out a faint moan as she began working on the fly of his pants. Scott didn’t seem nervous to her and she was definitely starting to enjoy this, but that’s only because he hid his anxieties well. He struggled to keep his balance as she made quick work of his pants and pulled them swiftly to the ground, freeing his throbbing erection from its confines.

“Oh wow…” gasped Taryn as she stared at his stiff, ridged manhood, “You’re pretty big!”

She then ran her hands gently along the length, now feeling more excited than ever as she yearned to have his dick inside her. Scott let out a moan of approval, feeling his insatiable biological desire to have sex overshadow all other parts of his mind. As he stepped out of his pants, Taryn led him to the couch, undoing her bra in the process and letting it fall to the floor, but before she could get her panties off and be fully naked, Scott collapsed on top of her and began to kiss her passionately.

“Oh Scott…” she moaned as she kissed back and ran her hands along the skin of the sweaty naked man on top of her, “I want your dick in my pussy so badly! Please…Put it in me now!”

Her dirty talk somewhat surprised Scott, but he could practically smell her heightened state of arousal right before him as he took in the scent of her womanly body.

“Don’t worry…It’ll do it soon,” he assured as his began to trail kisses down her neck and towards her breasts, “But first…”

Then, Taryn felt Scott swiftly remove her panties so that she was now completely naked and exposed to this man. Eagerly, she spread her legs in anticipation for his entry, but before that happened, his face kept trailing down beyond her stomach and past her small patch of dark pubic hair towards the wet folds of her vagina.

“Oh God…” she gasped as she sensed what was going to happen next.

Then, Scott buried his face in her wet pussy, plunging his tongue into her hot depth, causing her to shriek loudly into the dimply lit basement. Scott had been taught from his foster parents that whenever you were with a partner, it was each person’s duty to make the experience as pleasurable as possible and he could tell that Taryn wanted it. She kept letting out moan after moan as she spread her legs wider, allowing him to more effectively tease her warm depths to a greater extent. A few times, she protested, but he quickly picked up on her feedback and did what made her moan in pleasure. Scott may have had no experience in this, but he was slowly learning and Taryn’s wetness now seemed poised for full entry as he removed his face from her pussy and back up to her face.

“That was…Great,” she gasped, not expecting Scott to do that, “Guys usually don’t do that on the first time.”

“Well I guess I’m a really unusual guy,” grinned Scott, now feeling somewhat more confident and ready for the main dish of sexual intercourse.

“That you are…” she said as she began kissing him with a renewed sense of frenzied passion and spread her legs again to draw him against her, “Come on…I want you inside me.”

Slowly, Scott maneuvered his hips and guided his rock hard dick to her wet pussy. Taryn seemed overly eager to get it in her, but Scott fought this and went slow to ensure that he did this right. Finally, as Scott felt the tip of his penis touch the outer warmth of her wet vagina, he carefully slid it into her hot depths, letting out a deep moan as he felt her tightness around his member.

“Oh yes!” moaned Taryn as she encased him with her legs in a tight grip, forcing him into her as deep as it would go.

Scott moved thoroughly, trying to get a feel for this very new sensation. His inexperience showed slightly as he searched for what felt good for both him and Taryn, but once he was in, he felt the hard part was done and now the pleasure could take over.

“That’s it…” she urged him, as she felt his hands rub and caress her breasts, “You’re inside me…You’re dick is inside me…”

Slowly, Scott pulled out slightly and thrust back in, causing Taryn to let out another loud shriek of pleasure. Her hands began to roughly roam around his body with more intensity as they both established a rhythm. Scott began thrusting in an out of her, adapting to the feel of her tight pussy while absorbing the intense pleasure of having sex with a girl. Taryn encouraged him with her frenzied body movements to go harder and faster at near fevered rhythm, sending wave after wave up pleasure up through her body. They both began breathing in gasps as moans of contentment echoed through the room. Taryn slightly squirmed somewhat under the weight of Scott’s naked sweaty body as he kept thrusting into her, making him feel a little awkward as he tried to adjust, but found it hard to think straight because of the intense feeling that were surging through his body.

Taryn wanted more and squeezed him with her legs even tighter, forcing him in and out of her pussy with increasing rigor. She felt an orgasm coming on fast as Scott’s strong arms and body continued too thrust and pump her body with his dick. She urged more and more frenzied thrusts and was starting to shriek at a level that was practically hurting Scott’s ears.

“Oh yes Scott! I’m coming! I’m coming!” she yelled, grunting as she used her leg muscles to slam his dick into her harder.

“I’m…Coming…Too,” said Scott, struggling to work with her wailing, chaotic body language a bit.

“Yes! Come inside me! Feel me up with your come! Fill me up!” she urged as she felt her inner muscles tighten over his dick.

Knowing she was safely on the pill, Scott began to gasp as he let his dick throb in her tight warmth and with one last hard thrust, filled her vagina with his semen. Shortly afterwards, Taryn came too, the inner muscles of her pussy triggering her desperate release as he let out another loud moan.

Such powerful orgasms only heightened their desire for more pleasure as Scott let Taryn take the initiative and changed to another sexual position with her on top this time. Her energetic sexual drive once again triggered her frantic movements as she moved her body with his, taking every bit of pleasure from his dick that she could muster.

While she did squirm somewhat and their bodies didn’t always agree on the right movements, they still managed to absorb a great deal of pleasure from this sexual act. For Scott, he had finally gotten past one of life’s most pivotal challenges and he was now a man. Some of it may have been a little awkward and Taryn’s style was somewhat more loud and frenzied than he would have liked it to be on his first time, but he felt he had done his part with her and the pleasure he felt was definitely every bit as wonderful as he had hoped.

They kept their sex session going for a while longer, wanting to get as much pleasure out of it as possible. And as Taryn now grinded and gyrated her hips against his into one last powerful orgasm, she let out a loud yell just as Scott let out a contented moan. Then finally, their sweaty bodies collapsed and Taryn fell upon Scott’s chest in a frenzied gasp for air.

“Scott…That was…Great,” she said to him with a smile of fulfillment as she watched the young man struggle to catch his breath over the intensity of his first time.

“It was…Amazing,” he said, as he ran his hand along her sweaty naked body.

“You’re a man now Scott…And boy what a man you are…” she said as she gave him one last deep kiss on the lips.

Scott, despite his exhaustion and weary state of mind, managed to smile back at her as he relaxed into the soft couch with a sleeping naked girl in his arms. The advice his foster parents had given him had been every bit as useful as he had hoped. He now had opened the door into the sexual world. And for him, he couldn’t help but feel happy and confident that he had turned this new corner in his life. It was a great and exciting time…And he would move into it with no regrets as he soon fell asleep and let his tired body rest.

***End Flashback***

“And there you have it…My first time,” said Scott as he looked down at the smiling Jean.

“Not bad…” said Jean in a mildly amazed tone, “Definitely sounds better than mine.”

“Well I guess it’s just different for guys,” he said.

“I guess so…” she laughed as she rolled off him and slipped out of the sheets.

“Hey, where are you going?” asked Scott as he watched her stand up and stretch her still naked body.

“I think I’m ready to get up now…” said Jean with a smile as she stretched her limbs, “All this pillow talk has definitely woken me up.”

Scott couldn’t help but laugh at that, given the topic of their discussion and slipped out of the sheets as well.

“Well how about I make you some breakfast?” asked Scott as he picked up his boxer shorts from down on the floor and slid them on, “You seemed to enjoy my cooking last time.”

“That’s really sweet of you Scott,” said Jean with a smile as she walked over and gave him a nice kiss in exchange for his kindness, “And after what you made last time I’m sure I’ll like whatever you make this time.”

“Well we’ll just have to see about that,” said Scott in response.

“That we will, so do you mind if I take a quick shower beforehand?” she asked still feeling sticky from the sweat of the previous night.

“No, not at all,” said Scott, “It will give me time to prepare.”

“Good,” she said as she grabbed one of the towels on a nearby rack and began making her way towards the bathroom just outside of his room, “Just give me some time to refresh myself Scotty boy.”

And with one last smile towards him, Jean closed the bathroom door and started a nice hot shower to help bring her into a new day. Scott still remained still in his dazed position even as she disappeared into the bathroom. He just couldn’t stop himself from smiling at the fun and enticing young woman that he had connected with so well since their first encounter. And no matter what he did or how he tried to rationalize it, he didn’t think he could ever get enough of that smile of hers as it stuck with him in his mind as he began to prepare a nice breakfast for two.

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AN: Well, that’s it for now! I know this chapter was a little longer than previous ones, but that’s because of the inclusion of two full smut scenes! I wanted to do this in order to shed some light on Scott and Jean’s individual romantic and sexual history. And I still have more about them to reveal with the next chapter so stay tuned to see more! There’s plenty of fun, romance, and smut to come! So what do you all think? Please tell me! I’d love to know! Send your feedback and reviews to me via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post them on the fanfiction website! Thanks for reading and I wish you all the best!