If you asked Connie, textbook knowledge had turned out to never match up directly to real world knowledge. There were parts that weren’t include or left out entirely, like the emotional aspect that came with holding someone’s hand, or the way her heart would flutter when Steven kissed her. Taking that into account, it was easy to see why they had such trouble with their first time together.
With Steven’s hands pulling at her shirt, Connie pulled away from his lips, a single strand of saliva settling between their lips. She pulled her shirt off, a warm blush coating her cheeks as she pulled it over her head. It was tossed to the side and she glanced at Steven, noting the stars in his eyes and the warm red coloring his cheeks. He kissed her again and she melted against his touch, feeling one of his hands on her chest.
“Steven,” she murmured against his lips, causing him to pull away and smile at her. She smiled back, gently tugging at his shirt. He pulled it off, though he did manage to get his arms tangled in the shirt. Giggling, she was quick to help him pull it off. Before she could do anything about her bra, his gentle hands reached behind her and fumbled for a few moments before it fell to her lap.
“Er. Should we uh, go ahead and strip the rest of the way?” He sounded so nervous, and she’s sure he was, just like she was. She shifted a little, but she’s not sure how it should go. All she knew was what she had got from the textbook spiel her mother had given her about her first time, but this was supposed to be a romantic situation, and medical knowledge did not add up to romantic.
“Y-yeah,” Connie managed to stammer, looking away for a minute before she felt his hands on her shoulders. Glancing back, she caught his warm and inviting eyes and melted a little in his gentle touch.
“Can you uh… lay back? I’ll er… Get it off for you.” His brows furrowed in concentration, but she nodded and laid back for him, regardless of the worry and awkwardness she felt about the situation. Steven’s fingers found her button moments later, tugging it apart and unzipping her jeans prior to him taking them off her and then they were tossed aside. Her panties were all that remained to hide her shame, but before he could pull them off, she held up a hand.
“Maybe, uh, take off your pants first?” she asked cautiously, and he tilted his head curiously for just a moment before nodding slowly, and his pants were scrambled out of awkwardly. Connie barely managed to stop herself from laughing, because that would just make it all more awkward than it was, and he had some how managed to pull his boxers off with his jeans. Not that she minded too much, and he didn’t seem to either.
Her panties were then tugged off slowly, and another kiss was exchanged, before he glanced down at their parts, his cheeks a rosy pink. She looked down and bit her lip, still unsure about the situation. It looked like it was supposed to, right? She had never seen one in person, or any pictures besides in medical books, but… That looked like what she had seen, only maybe a bit bigger, but it was a little unfair to compare drawings to a real life…
“Uh… Is it gonna fit?” He asked after a moment, and she felt her cheeks burning as if she had just ran across the surface of the sun. As if that was plausible. Connie nodded anyways, and he smiled gently, so caring and inviting. “Maybe you should top then. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Oh… Right! Yeah, okay! You sit back against the wall, and- no, I mean… Sit with your back against the wall. Yeah, like that!” She scrambled onto his lap after a moment, nervousness flooding her system. This wasn’t like what she had planned the situation to be like, at all, and the air of awkwardness surrounding them was getting to be too much for her to handle. She couldn’t imagine how Steven was handling the situation.
Their eyes met after a moment and they smiled at each other before she reached between them, grabbing his shaft gently and slowly starting to lower herself on him. What she didn’t count for was the fact that she couldn’t slide any lower after a moment, and their eyes met in panic. Connie didn’t feel any major pain really, but she wasn’t going to push it.
“Steven, I… I think you were right.”
“Huh?”
“You’re too… You’re too wide to fit.”
fUCK LOL