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definitely making a spectacle of our coupling.
    I kept my head down as we passed the group of hooting and whistling partygoers. The pressure was high and I was regretting my decision to nurse only one beer for the whole night.
    A little bit of liquid courage would have gone a long way. But, I needed to have a clear head. A lot was riding on how this night went and I needed to know for sure that I was making the right decision.
    Taking my hand, Maggie dragged me up the stairs to her room on the second floor. I’d never been up there before and was surprised by how it was set up with the beds each pressed up against opposite walls and the desks side-by-side in the middle making a solid barrier. She pulled me to the far bed and sat me down. Standing directly in front of me, she began kissing me.
    “I’m glad you’re staying, Mike,” she said as she placed her knees on the sides of my thighs and straddled my lap.
    She pushed me back on the bed and pulled her dress over her head so she was left in only a lacy bra and some barely-there panties. My dick was wide awake and ready for more.
    The anticipation of losing my virginity was overshadowed by the conflicting feelings I was battling. But when she reached back and released the shred of fabric that was holding in her large, full breasts, I was back in the moment. I tentatively reached up to touch them and she leaned into my hands, forcing me to fully hold their weight.
    She was soft and warm and exactly what I imagined a naked woman to feel like, but it still felt wrong. I couldn’t help comparing her to the hard muscles I’d felt on Brett’s chest.
    Her pink nipples were tight under my touch and I was fascinated with the way her breathing changed when I lightly pinched them. But, it was only fascination. If she wasn’t grinding up and down my erection, I might not have been able to hold it. But, she was and I did.
    I pulled my shirt over my head because it seemed like the right thing to do and she immediately went for th e button on my jeans. Leaning over me, her breasts crushed into my chest while she attacked my mouth with her own. My ribs were still tender but I ignored the pain, too focused on watching her. The skin to skin contact felt good, but still too soft.
    Once my z ipper was down, she reached beneath the waistband of my underwear and wrapped her fingers firmly around my cock. I groaned into her mouth as I let the sensation of someone else’s hand on me take over.
    I didn’t need to think anymore. I let my hands roam her body and finally trailed my uncasted hand between her legs.
    She was hot and wet and waiting for me to make a move. I slowly followed the seam of her panties to the center and slid my fingertips underneath the thin fabric. She squirmed around on my hand until I felt my middle finger slide into her.
    Gasping at the intrusion, she started to jerk me even harder. I hoped that was a good sign and continued to slide my fingers in and out until she indicated what she wanted next. I didn’t have to wait long.
    “Ugh, that feels so good. I need you now,” she said between breaths. She lifted her weight off of my hips so she could slide my pants down to my knees. I felt a little silly being half dressed but not enough to get fully undressed.
    “Yeah, me too.” I lied. I did want to do it, but I definitely didn’t need her at that moment.
    My mind was elsewhere when I reached down to my jeans pocket and pulled out a condom. I handed it to her knowing that she had probably put them on a time or two.
    She fumbled with the package until it opened and then quickly rolled the latex down my shaft. It felt cool and tight as it cocooned me. Without any further prompting, she mounted me.
    When she pushed my tip against her opening, I held my breath. I didn’t let it out until she slid all the way down and had fully taken my cock into her wet pussy.
    She moaned and kneaded her tits, pushing her left nipple up to her mouth and licking it while squeezing