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“Did you choose the dress?” he asked, his voice low as he pulled her naked body against his.
    “No, it was chosen for me.”  She hoped he didn’t think less of her for wearing so little onto a stage with so many men staring at her.  “How many men were there tonight?”
    “Around ten thousand.  Why?”
    She shrugged.  “It just looked like millions of people staring at me!”
    He laughed.  “It wasn’t millions, but it was a lot.  There aren’t many women left, and the ones we have can’t have babies.”  He reached down and cupped her bottom, pulling her into his erection.  “You’re a rare commodity.”
    She stared up into his eyes.  She was small so it was still a good distance up to him.  She was just over five feet tall, and he was at least five feet eight.  Not tall by most standards, but very tall compared to her.  “I don’t know what to do,” she confessed , embarrassed and confused.
    “We know that.  We’ll teach you.”  He took her hand and led her to the bed.  “And we ’re all going to go easy on you tonight.  We know you’ve never done this before.”  He sat down and pulled her down beside him. 
    She swallowed hard, trying to imagine how his shaft would feel as it entered her wet heat.  She was already dripping wet from their time in the van and becoming more aroused by the minute.  She really liked the idea of having him inside her.   She lifted her lips up for his kiss.  She’d only been kissed once and that was by him on the stage.  She wondered how a real kiss would feel, with no one watching.
    He dropped his mouth to hers, kissing her softly at first.  After a moment his tongue stroked along the seam of her lips, and she opened her mouth for his tongue.  Her fingers wound through his hair, and she gasped in surprise at the little sparks of electricity that shot through her and straight to her pussy. 
    Her arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer.  His hands moved to her breasts and squeezed them, his thumbs rubbing back and forth across her tight nipples.  He kissed her shoulder and moved down to suck at her nipple, enjoying the feel of it against his tongue.
    He moved to the center of the bed, wrapping an arm around her and pull ing her with him.  His hands stroked over her body, spreading her legs for him.  He settled into the space he’d created, his hard cock pushing at her entrance.  “Are you ready for me?” he asked patiently.
    She nodded.  “I think so.”  She raised her hips up a bit to press against him, and he groaned. 
    Without another word, he thrust inside her, pushing past her maidenhead and plunging deep.  Once he was all the way inside, he groaned loudly.  “You feel so good around me!”
    She closed her eyes against the brief flash of pain.  “That hurt!”   She hadn’t meant to complain and immediately wished she could take the words back.
    “Look at me, April.”  He stroked her cheek, holding himself as still as he could.
    She opened her eyes, staring into his.  It had started out so beautifully.  Why did it hurt so much now? 
    “The first time always hurts for a woman.  That’s just how it is.  It’s going to get better.  I promise.”
    She nodded briefly, looking up at him.  “We’re done then?”  She hoped he was right and it would get better, because right now, it was a huge let down.
    “No, baby.   We’ve barely started!”  He pulled out and thrust deep again, his cock sliding all the way inside her.
    With his movement, she felt a flicker of pleasure and her eyes widened.  “It felt good that time!”   Would she enjoy doing this after all?
    He smiled.  “It’ll keep feeling good.  Do you remember how good you felt in the van on the way here?”
    She blushed.  “Yes, I didn’t mean for that to happen.”  She couldn’t believe he was bringing that up to her while he was inside her.  Was this really the time to just be having a chat?
    “That’s going to happen a lot