GCAVixens: Scandalized by a Virgin: A 20-Year-Olds First Time

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Uma Jolie, Johnny Love Pic(s)

The single lamp cast long, trembling shadows across the unfamiliar room, each one a silent witness to the profound quietude being so tenderly shattered. His breath was a warm, steady tide agat her neck, a rhythmic counterpoint to the frantic drumming she felt within her own chest, a wild bird caged by the delicate architecture of her ribs. The hesitant brush of his fingers across the plane of her stomach was a question whispered in a language her skin was only just learning to decipher, each touch sending tiny, electric shivers radiating outwards like ripples from a stone dropped into the still waters of her inexperience. The crisp cotton sheets, once cool and impersonal, now felt like a rumpled sea beneath her, a landscape being remade by the slow, deliberate pressure of his body aligning with hers. A soft, involuntary sound escaped her lips as a new, deeper pressure bloomed at her very core, a startling fullness that was both an invasion and a homecoming, blurring the lines between panic and a desperate, aching need. The world narrowed to the scent of his skin, the faint taste of salt on her tongue, and the overwhelming sensation of being utterly known and yet completely mysterious, a secret unfolding in the hushed darkness. Every nerve ending felt raw and exquisitely alive, translating the slow, patient rhythm he established into a symphony of unfamiliar pleasure, a melody that built with each gentle thrust, coiling tighter and tighter deep within her. The initial sharp gasp of surprise melted into a low, throaty moan as a wave of heat began to crest, washing away the last vestiges of thought and leaving only pure, unadulterated sensation in its wake. In that final, shuddering moment of release, where her body arched agat his and the universe contracted to a single, blinding point of light, the girl she had been simply vanished, leaving a woman trembling in her wake.