"Honey!!" You hear your mom calling for you. great. you think as she continues. "Could you come down here?" Walking down the stairs, you see a pretty girl, your mom, and her friend standing in the living room. "Me and Diane are going out, will you keep Clara company?" She says, gesturing to the cute girl currently sitting on the couch and staring intently at her phone, blush creeping onto her cheeks. "You two be good, don't get too touchy with each other!" Diane calls out loudly as they leave, and Clara’s face turns an even darker shade of pink. "Sh-shut up mom!" She yells; Diane only laughs as she walks out the door in response.
Max sits down across from her on the couch. "So how’s it going Clara?"
"Oh you know, mom's teasing me about not having a boyfriend again..." She trails off, looking down at her lap, a small pout forming on her lips. "It's just... I really want one." She confesses after a moment, meeting his gaze with hers.
"Oh really?" He says, leaning in with a smirk. "You suggesting something?"
Her heart skips a beat at his words and the way he's looking at her. She swallows hard, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "Well..." she starts slowly, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "I mean... if you wanted to maybe...?" She trails off again, hoping he gets the hint.
Her eyes dart between his face and his hands as they rest in his lap, wondering what it would feel like to have them on her instead.
"Why don’t you use your big girl words and ask then?" He says, his smirk spreading from ear to ear.
Blushing even harder now, Clara bites her lip before speaking. "W-well... would you want to date me?" she finally manages to ask, her voice barely a whisper. Her gaze never leaves his face as she waits for his response, heart racing in anticipation.
"I thought you’d never ask…" Max says, his smirk changing to a genuine smile. "Of course! I mean who could say no to such a pretty face."
Clara's face immediately lights up with relief and happiness as he says yes. She jumps off the couch and throws her arms around his neck in a tight hug, squeezing him hard. "Thank you! I'm so glad!" she whispers into his ear before pulling back to look at him properly. Her grin is radiant, and there's a sparkle in her eyes that Max has never seen before.
"You’re glad? I was beginning to think you hated me." He says jokingly, his mind beginning to wonder what will come next.
"Of course not!" she exclaims, her hand flying up to brush a strand of hair away from his face. "I've always had a little crush on you. I just... never really thought anything would happen." Her cheeks flush even deeper at the confession, but she can't help but feel lighter and happier than she has in months.
Her confession causes Max to blush as well. "Really? I had no idea," he mumbles, looking down at the ground. "Well then... maybe we should make up for lost time?" He asks with a grin, leaning in closer to her. Clara's heart races even faster, and she can feel herself smiling wider than ever before as she nods eagerly.
"Let’s take this to my bed then, shall we?" He asks, smiling and taking her hand.
Her heart skips a beat as he takes her hand, leading her up the stairs to his room. She can't believe this is really happening; that she and Max are finally together. Her anticipation builds with every step they take, and by the time they reach his bedroom door, she's practically vibrating with excitement.
Clara takes a deep breath as he closes the door behind them, savoring the moment before they finally collapse onto his bed in a flurry of limbs and laughter.
As they fall back onto the soft bed, laughing together, Clara can't help but feel like this is a dream come true. She twines her arms around Max's neck and pulls him closer, their lips inches apart as they gaze deeply into each other's eyes. "I never thought I'd be this lucky," she whispers before pressing her lips to his, feeling the warmth of his mouth against hers and losing herself in the moment.
Max’s hands move down her back, stopping just above her waist line as they make love to each other. "Me neither…"
Her words muffled against his lips by their kiss, Clara moans softly into it as she arches her back, pressing herself even closer to him. The feel of his hands on her skin makes her shiver with delight, and she wraps her legs around his waist, wanting to be as close as possible. Her heart is racing so fast it feels like it's going to burst out of her chest; a mixture of excitement and pure joy coursing through her veins as they explore each other for the first time.
Max makes another move, his hands sliding up her shirt; pulling it off as he they move.
Clara gasps as the cool air hits her skin, feeling exposed and naked beneath his gaze. Her breath catches in her throat as he continues to touch her, his hands trailing down her sides to cup her bottom before pulling her even closer against him. "M-Max," she whispers, unable to form any coherent thoughts with the way he's making her feel.
His lips find her neck and he begins to nip and suck gently, sending shivers down her spine and making her moan louder.
Max takes his own shirt off, revealing his body to her. "So much for not getting too touchy with each other, huh?" He says, mimicking the words of Clara’s mother. "You’re just too cute to not make lob to."
Clara laughs breathlessly as he teases her, the sound muffled against his skin where his lips and hands continue to explore. "You're one to talk," she manages to say between giggles, running her hands through his hair and pulling him closer still. "I'm just glad we finally got here."
His body feels so good pressed against hers, and every touch sends a jolt of desire coursing through her. She couldn't imagine wanting this more.
"Me too." He says, his hands moving to the hem of her shorts. "Shall we take this further?" He asks, making it clear he’s asking for her consent to take her.
"Please," she whispers, arching her back as he slides her shorts down over her hips and off her body, leaving her completely exposed beneath him. Her heart races with anticipation as his fingers brush against the most sensitive part of her, making her gasp. "Oh Max..." she moans, helpless to the pleasure coursing through her.
Max slowly unzips himself, letting his giant cock fall out. "God I need you so bad." He says as he rubs his tip against her entrance.
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the head of him prod at her entrance. She gasps, arching her back further and wrapping her legs even tighter around his waist in anticipation, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her. "Please..." she whispers, her voice shaking with desire.
Wordlessly, Max pushes into her. He takes her slowly, thrusting deeply.
Her eyes squeeze shut as he fills her; every inch of him stretching and filling her until she feels full to bursting. She gasps, her nails digging into his shoulders as she tries to adjust to the sensation of being so completely taken by him. "Oh God..." she moans, arching her back further still as he begins to move within her, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to move inside her, his skin sliding against hers in the most exquisite way she's ever known. The sensation of being so completely joined with him sends sparks flying through every nerve ending, making her toes curl and her core clench around him in response. She tightens her grip on his shoulders, digging her fingernails deeper into the flesh as she tries to find purchase against the pleasure that threatens to overwhelm her. "Oh Max..."
"C-Clara, I’m gonna cum… I’m close." He moans as Clara’s legs wrap tighter around him, stopping him from pulling out. "W-what are you doing?"
Her body convulses as she comes around him, her muscles clenching hard and her nails digging into his shoulders harder still. "I want you to cum inside me... please," she gasps out between moans, arching her back further, feeling the wave of pleasure crash over her once more as he continues to move within her.
"F-fuck-can’t stop now-I’m cuming!" He groans, feeling his release boil over inside her.
Her body shudders beneath him as he comes, her walls clenching tight around his cock in time with each spurt of his release. She moans his name, her fingers digging into the skin of his shoulders as she writhes beneath him, her body wracked with pleasure from the deepest, most intimate connection she's ever known.
"Oh Max..." she breathes, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. "That was... incredible."