A Life of Love - I. First Time - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

After that first taste of real sexuality, the couple couldn't keep their hands off of each other.  They met every afternoon in various spots to make out.  When Severus and Bethany were in class together they had to tone down the sexual tension.  Still, they always laughed and winked at each other or passed love notes.  Their attraction to each other was so great they found it almost unbearable to be so close and not touch.  It was difficult just to get through all the classes in a day so they could finally meet in private.

Finally, Summer was nearing.  There were only three weeks left of school.  The bond between Severus and Bethany was the strongest it had ever been.  The thought of being separated for the summer only increased their desperate desire for intimacy.

One day, as they were lying snuggled together beneath their favorite copse of trees, idly watching the clouds go by, Bethany said something surprising.

“I keep thinking about it,” she mused, at first not directing her words particularly to Severus, but more at open curiosity.

“What's that?” he asked, always eager to hear her thoughts.

She turned on her side and looked at him.  “You and I,” she said with childlike delight.  Bethany walked two fingers from Severus’s chest up to his lips and paused there so he could kiss them.  Then in a sultry whisper she leaned in and said, “Finally making love for the first time.”  She flashed him a naughty smile as she pulled back to watch his reaction.

First, she saw his eyes widen in surprise.  Then an involuntary smile flickered across his lips. He propped up on one elbow and looked at her with a charmingly amazed expression.

“Have you really?” Severus asked, unable to mask the excitement in voice.

“Mmm-hmm,” she hummed, placing the tip of her index finger coquettishly between her teeth.  “Haven't you?”

He almost stumbled over his words.  “Of... of course.  For a long while now.  I just didn't want you to feel I was pressuring you, like those pushy guys you told me you went out with before.” Severus said the last part in a growling, defensive tone.  He had to shake off the grisly images of what he would like to do to them.  Then, he remembered the provocative topic and continued.  “So I never said anything about it.  But, yeah, it's definitely been on my mind quite a lot.”  He paused. “Uh, when... where were you thinking it should happen?”  Severus knew that he wanted it to be special and knowing how sentimental Bethany was he figured she had a whole romantic layout planned.

Instead, she climbed on top of him, sitting on his pelvis with the skirt of her dress flowing over them both.  “How about here... now?” she said smiling and beginning to grind against him.  

Severus grinned and lay his head down to enjoy the stimulation.  Bethany bent down to kiss him as she felt him getting hard very quickly at the thought of what was on offer.  She sat back up, still riding him, and started to pull down the strap of her dress and bra.  Her naked shoulder inflamed his lust but he still had some presence of mind.

“Wait,” he said suddenly, reaching up to stop her from pulling the other side down.  “Not yet.”

“What do you mean 'not yet'?”  She sounded confused and heart-broken.  “What's wrong?  Don't you want me?”

Severus’s eyes gleamed deep in their dark centers.  “Yes,” he said.  “More than you could know.”  He shivered at the powerful image of them together that flashed through his mind.  “Almost enough to forget something very important.”

“What could be more important than this moment?”

“Our futures,” he said calmly.  “You don't want to get pregnant, do you?”

“No!” Bethany said horrified.  “I mean, at least, not for many years,” she said, her voice shaken.

“Good, then.  Come with me.”  Severus grabbed her hand and helped her off of him.  He held the same hand as he led her back to the castle and down to the dungeon.  

“Where are we going?” Bethany asked.  “What are we going to do to ensure I don't get pregnant?”

“Don't worry.  I've had this planned out for a long time.  Ever since the possibility arose that you and I may... consummate our relationship, I have been researching and developing a reliable method of protection.”

The couple had reached the empty Potions lab.  Severus went to a corner of the room and rummaged around.  He pulled out a vial from amongst a jumble of stuff no one ever disturbed.

“This,” he said triumphantly, “will prevent any chance of pregnancy for up to a week.”

“Where did you get the recipe?” Bethany asked suspiciously.  “And how long since you made that potion?”

“Oh, don't worry.  I found the instructions in an aged but dependable book in the library's Restricted section.  And this potion is not that old.  I, uh, well,” he began to blush.  “I sort of make a new batch every week, just in case.  It doesn't activate until it is heated up.  So it's still viable.”

“How long have you been making these?” Bethany asked incredulously.

“Oh, uh, that doesn't really matter, does it?” he said as he began heating up the potion.  “I mean the important thing is I have it on hand now that we need it.”

“I suppose so,” she answered.  Suddenly, she burst out, “Why Severus you really have been thinking about this seriously for a long time now!  How long?  Please tell me.”  Bethany made a sulky face.

“Uh, since the first time we really fooled around seriously,” he said, meticulously keeping his eyes on his work and off of her.

“But that was over two months ago!  You didn't think I'd be that easy, did you?  I mean we had just said we loved each other for the first time.”

“True.  But with the way things went that night, I thought if we hadn't been so tired already, it might have gone that far.  I had no idea what was on your mind.  Women are notoriously hard to read,” he added.  “Besides, it took me a few weeks to get the potion's information and ingredients.  Then, I had to be sure I was making it exactly right. ”

Severus held up the potion.  “It's done.  Here, you'd better drink it quickly before it cools.”

Bethany took it from him and, with a deep breath, swallowed the potion.  

“Hmm,” she said.  “It doesn’t taste too bad for a potion.”

“The instructions said you could add a certain amount of chocolate to flavor it.  I know how much you like chocolate.”  Severus looked down at the floor, a little embarrassed to admit all the thought he had put into the potion and what it represented.

Bethany was smiling at him when he finally looked up.  She stepped forward, put her arms about his neck, and kissed him.  “So how long do we have to wait before it takes effect?”

“Just a few minutes,” he said, looking at her seductively.  “The effect is almost instantaneous.  But I figure it's best to wait a couple of minutes just to make sure.”

“Well that's not a problem.  Our foreplay better take more than a few minutes.”  She gave him a mischievous wink and began backing up to one of the tables.  “So what do you think about on the table in the Potions classroom?  I know this is your favorite class.”

His eyes lit up.  “That would be so wrong,” he said with a deep laugh.  “But it would certainly be memorable.”

“Yes,” she said.  “And just think, every time we come to Potions class we will know, but no one else will.”

“You make the most irresistible offers,” he said, picking her up and sitting her on one of the long tables.  

They began kissing, which quickly turned frenzied.  Soon clothes were starting to be pulled off—his shirt, the top of her dress.  He was kissing her neck hotly as she giggled and wrapped her legs around his waist.  Then he began nibbling his way down her pale neck over to her bare shoulder, which he kissed reverently.  He did the same for the other side.  She in turn began to suck on his neck passionately, enough to leave a mark that could be hidden by the collar of a school uniform.  It would serve as a memento of the occasion for several days.  

As she sucked, then bit and sucked again, she ran her hands through his hair in a wild, almost groping fashion, even tugging a little bit.  This excited him but the clincher was when she began nibbling on his ear lobe, then licking and blowing, finally giving a hard tug with her pressed lips.  That shot fire straight to his loins.  He groaned and grabbed her in a tight embrace, breathing hotly in her ear as he pushed her down on the table with the forward thrust of his body.  Yet, he was cradling her head and back with his hands so that she would not hit the hard surface of the table.  

He was on top of her and pushed them both up the length of the table so their feet weren't dangling off the end.  Then he began a passionate kissing of all her exposed flesh.  This was so ardent as to make him seem insane with the pleasures of the feel of her, the smell of her, and the taste of her.  She reveled in it.  

He pulled one side of her dress and bra down with force, exposing her bare breast.  The flesh was delicate to look at in it sheerness.  It was milky white, except for the slightly darker, flushed pink of the aureole of her nipple.  Crowning the gently rounded hill of her bosom, her dainty nipple stood up like an ornamental embellishment—the finishing touch to a perfect landscape.  Severus fell upon the serenity of that scene like a thirsting man might on a ladle of water, sipping ravenously and pell-mell until he felt, not sated, but spurred on to more action.

Severus pulled himself up level with her, keeping himself raised with his arms, while his loins pressed against hers.  He gave a wicked grin which she returned as she wrapped her legs around his thighs.  He looked down at her with soft affection but also with an anticipation he could not hide.  Bethany's eyes mirrored his feelings.  He bent down and kissed her softly but fully.  As he did, he began pressing himself rhythmically against her, his hardness pushing into her soft femininity.  He watched her intently as she rolled her head to the side, moaning.  

Then a fierce light sparked in her eyes.  She leaned up and took his left arm in her hands and began biting the tensed muscles of his upper arm.  She liked to do this often, as a release for her tension and because her roughness excited him.  She loved the lean muscles of his frame.  She obtained great delight in tracing the musculature of his arms, chest, and abdomen with her fingers or tongue.  She also enjoyed having her mouth full of her lover's firm flesh and being allowed to bite down over and over again in different spots with varying pressure, leaving a trail of marks up and down his arm.  This made Bethany feel feral and Severus truly enjoyed when she unleashed her lust to the point of abandonment.

Severus felt proud that he could elicit such a strong animalistic response from such a normally bookish girl who often seemed tense from school work.  Though Bethany was always head-strong and up front, she generally had difficulty relaxing right after school.  It often took a deep back rub or a few heartfelt kisses, loving words, and some cuddling to soothe her enough to arouse her interest in more intense activity.  Then she would throw herself headlong into this delicious form of escapism.  Still, rarely did she get so excited that she bit and clawed him as she did now.  Her primal behaviour brought out the animal in him as well.

He pulled her close and rocked her in his arms.  As Bethany let her head and hair fall back, he seized the opportunity to bite her neck as well.  Severus had to check himself from letting his restraint fall too far away because her flesh was tender and easily bruised.  But she sighed and made throaty noises as she felt his teeth rake over her skin.  She shivered a moment.  

Severus breathed out his slightly savage impulses to grab her hard and bite her sumptuous flesh over and over until she screamed with a mixture of pleasure and pain, then to rip her dress away in his hurry to see her completely naked body, and lastly to take her suddenly and forcefully with all the primal instincts of possession that man has hidden deep within his soul.  Of course, these almost frightening impulses were easily set aside as he reminded himself of how much he loved this woman.  

Severus wanted not to take her hard, although his body ached to do so, but to slowly and gently make love to her, being as tender as possible since this was the first time for both of them.  So, naturally, the act was even more special and memorable than any time in the future.  'Unless it be our wedding night,' he thought unexpectedly, and the idea both surprised and pleased him.  He smiled at Bethany and that thought, grinning irrepressibly.  He had stopped all his movements to admire her for a moment.

She opened her eyes and saw his radiant face. “And what is that elated expression for?” she asked in a bemused tone.

“Just imagine yourself as me right now, where I am, who I'm with, what we're about to do.  Think about my awful past being completed washed clean in this transcendental moment.  Envision the grand possibilities of our future together.  Then you won't need to ask that question.”

Bethany smiled so wide her face cracked and a couple of tears began to roll down her cheeks.  She felt so euphoric and so blessed.  She did give thought to what Severus said and to her own past too.  She felt privileged to be there in that moment, in the arms of the man she loved so completely, about to give herself body and soul to him and receive the same offering in return.  Severus brushed one of her tears away with his hand and she laughed and grabbing it, kissed his hand tenderly.

“I love you so much, Sevy,” she said in a trembling voice.  “No one could ever make me feel as special as you do.  And I don't want anyone else to, ever.”

Severus's heart skipped at these words and he responded.  “Even though you can guess at how deeply I love you, Bethany, you will always fall utterly short of the mark.  I can't even fathom it myself sometimes.  It seems to be infinite.”

“Then let us finally fulfill our love in a finite way.  Let us become one in flesh as we are in spirit.”  Her eyes took on an otherworldly gleam as she spoke, sitting up and moving towards him so that he had to back off of the table.

She stood up and loosed her dress in a slow, deliberate fashion, until it fell from her slender figure and pooled on the floor.  She was standing on pale legs, in a white cotton bra and panties, the smooth curves of her sides and her stomach exposed.  She stood a moment, letting Severus admire her and become stimulated by thoughts of what was to come next.  Bethany took off her bra to reveal the sumptuous orbs of her breasts.  Then, she leaned forward to slip off her panties.  

Knowing the view that was to come and seeing the virginal white undergarments paralyzed Severus, except for the instant response of his manhood which grew hard so fast it was almost painful as it strained against his pants, larger and readier than ever before.  When Bethany finally stood back up straight, Severus could see that her long golden hair had covered a surprise as she bent forward.  Her nether region was shaved smooth and bare.  He was struck mute.  In all their myriad dalliances, she had never shown her whole body to him like this.  She had always had a shirt or pants, or simply a bunched up skirt covering some part of her and breaking up the stunning elegance of her entire uncovered form.  Severus's lips parted in awe.  She looked like a Renaissance painting of Aphrodite, even down to the palette of her skin.

Bethany stood there, taking in his mute adoration for several seconds.  Then she said low and seductively, “Well, here I am ripe for the devouring and waiting on you.”  

He was still frozen, staring for a moment until she added, “I've shown you mine, now it's your turn.”  Secretly, she couldn't wait to see him completely naked.  

When Severus finally shook himself free of the spell of her unclad and free beauty, he realized that he still had his pants and shoes on.  He kicked off his shoes, peeled off his socks, and started to take off his pants.  Suddenly, he felt very self-conscious and he didn't know why.  It was because she was staring at him so intently and silently from a short distance, rather than helping him undress or at least being pressed against him.  

“Could you maybe not stare so unabashedly at me?  You're making me nervous.”

“I can't help but stare at the man I find so attractive that it gives me a thrill in my veins just to watch him.  After all, I undressed for you.  And since I've seen it before we both know you have something to be proud of.  Why don't you show it off to me right now?”

Bethany's encouragement and obvious enthusiasm made him bold again.  He had been looking down at what he was doing, but he glanced up at her and winked, giving her a sexy half-smile.  He dropped his pants and underpants, stepping out of them as she looked at him mesmerized.  His body was so tall, and straight.  His posture was confident.  She could see the ripples of his lean muscles when he moved.  Most compelling was his aroused state which was so intense that his organ was slightly bigger than usual.  Her eyes danced over him approvingly.

She opened her arms for him to come and embrace her.  In an instant, they were holding each other naked in the state of love and in the flesh, mouths open and tasting each other.  Their chests were pressed together, heart to heart, and lusts mingling, sex to sex.  The feel of this last was divine but unbearable.  It inflamed their passions to previously unknown heights.  

Still holding her, Severus backed her up against the table again.  Bethany hopped up on its chilly surface, which made her shiver slightly, but she trusted what he was doing.  Severus climbed on to the table like a jungle cat moving confidently towards its prey.  Bethany kept scooting back as he climbed on.  Finally, they were both completely on the table.  She lay back and let him continue stalking up her body.  He positioned himself where he had a hand on either side of her head and was looking down at her—a very dominant position.  

She just reached her arms up and wrapped them gently around his back.  Then she gathered him down to her.  He did not resist, rather lowered himself slowly until they were chest to chest, bodies aligned.  Their hungry mouths found solace in each other again.  But soon the fusion of lust's spark died to a languid, distinctly loving kiss.  When Severus pulled gently away, they looked deeply into each other's eyes and knew that it was time.  

Severus gave Bethany's forehead a light kiss.  He moved down over her neck sensuously and stopped to give each breast the attention it deserved.  He had learned that she enjoyed most when he stimulated both nipples at once.  So he began rolling one between each hand's fingers.  She gasped and wriggled a little.  Then he bent his head down to each in turn, suckling, and nibbling.  Finally, he made her jump and cry out by lightly grazing one nipple with his teeth as he circled, pinched, and lastly pulled lightly but firmly on the other.  She released a shivering breath.

Severus lay his head on her chest, while he moved his hands down across her taut belly, over her now smooth and naked  mound, down to lightly stroke the insides of her thighs.  He circled round and round the most sensitive, soft upper parts of her thighs.  When she was sighing and beginning to breathe irregularly, he lightly moved his fingers over her even softer lips.  She inhaled deeply.  Severus was turning himself on as much as he was her.  So he decided to stop wasting time.  He moved his finger between her outer lips and up and down over her clit a few times, at first lightly then with more emphasis.  

He knew she needed to be highly aroused to accommodate him comfortably for the first time.  She already seemed very wet as he dipped his finger down into her little well.  He knew she had to relax and loosen up first.  So he pushed one finger inside her gently and began the rhythmic motions of thrusting, occasionally stopping to curl his finger and press her senstive spot.  When he felt she was ready, he added a second finger.  This turned Bethany on even more.  The wet, fragrant area was incredibly appealing in its tightness.  He imagined what it would feel like in a few minutes to slide his sensitive member into the warm grip of her body.  This aroused him so much that he worked her harder, with longer, deeper strokes.  

Her body was trembling and her moaning was punctuated by an occasional involuntary scream.  Severus was satisfied with his work thus far but he knew his organ was much larger than two fingers.  So he slowed down the pace and slid out his fingers.  He lifted them to his face to smell the aroma, then sucked the essence of Bethany off his fingers.  He heard her make an approving sound.  Then he sucked on his ring finger to make sure it would be slick.  Pressing the three fingers together he lowered them again to her sex.  He heard her making little worried noises.

He said, “Shhh,” in a calm, deep, steadying voice.  “You can take it.  I know you can.  I'll be very slow and gentle.  Trust me.”

He felt her relax at that.  And just as he promised he put one finger in letting her get use to it, then did the same with the second.  When it came time for the third, he looked up and asked, “Are you ready?”  

She nodded tentatively, biting one finger.

Very carefully, he slid the third finger inside her and felt her tense up for a moment, then the walls around his fingers stretched to fit all three of them inside.  Bethany gave a deep sigh and Severus knew that she liked the new feeling.  Very slowly, he began to push in and out of her.  He felt her pelvis move a little like she was uncomfortable.

“Are you alright, Sweeting?” he whispered, checking for signs of stress on her face.

She didn't quite look at him immediately.  When she did she seemed composed, but he could tell there was some falseness in it.

“I can stop now if you want me to,” Severus said, realizing that Bethany may be willing to take pain without mentioning it if she thought it was what he wanted.  “I'm just doing this to prepare you.  I mean, I'm obviously bigger than three fingers, so I thought it might be good to work up to that point with this exercise.”

Her eyes widened.  Apparently, she hadn't thought of the logistics of the actual penetration like he had.  She had painted over some of the uncomfortable details with rosy thoughts of love and union.  Now, she seemed to remember a few realities.  Bethany's look gave away that there was something she recalled that she didn't shared with him.

Then the look vanished like someone had drawn the shades on it.  “Please continue,” she said.  “You're right.  I have to be prepared.”

She seemed determined, so he nodded.  Through this whole exchange he had left his fingers inside her, unmoving so she could accustom herself to their girth.  She seemed to be less constricted now, so he began to slowly move his fingers in unison again.  This time he heard her moan slightly with pleasure.  He hesitantly picked up the pace in small increments.  

Finally, he felt her really enjoying his work.  She writhed on the table and made sharp, staccato noises or hummed in her throat.  Apparently, the new girth was finally accepted and found enjoyable.  He was able to thrust not so fast but more deliberately, again taking long strokes.  Finally, he felt everything around his fingers constrict and he knew she was about to orgasm.  He gave three great thrusts and felt her body clamp down on his fingers hard as a new release of wetness covered them.  Severus knew she was climaxing.  

He waited for her grip to release then thrust his fingers forward once more.  Again he felt the sweet crushing pressure of her body and heard her give a laboured moan.  He played the game—waiting for her to let up before he moved again, which only caused her to peak another time.  After this, he stopped, knowing the wave of spasms that was to follow.  He left his fingers where they were until her moans became weak sighs.  Then he gently slipped his fingers out of her.  As she lay almost helpless, he leaned down to look at her sex which was now open like a blossoming flower and looking ready to take on something bigger.

He smiled as he stretched back up to Bethany and kissed her softly on the cheek.  He noticed her eyes flutter a moment then rest.  Her head was laid to the side but he attempted to kiss her mouth anyway.  It was only half successful, but his lips brought her back to this world.  She looked at him, her attention rapt on his face, as she smiled lazily then pressed her lips together to blow kisses at him.  He bent down and kissed her lips very tenderly, despite that his body was electrified with sexual energy.  

He knew what was next and his excitement could be felt against her thigh.  He wanted her to be as alert and fevered as he was for their final step.  He moved his body into position over hers, holding himself up by the elbows.  Finally, for the first time, his sex touched hers.  The touch not only thrilled him but also animated her.

Bethany's eyes grew wide and clear as she realized what was happening.

“Good.  You're back,” Severus said.  “I know you are a little spent but do you remember the whole point of this little expedition?”

She nodded, eyes ablaze with lust.  “To become one with you,” she answered.

“And do you still want that now?”

“Sevy, how can you doubt me?” she pouted.

“You just seemed very relaxed and satisfied, like perhaps you were done.”

“I believe I could go ten rounds or more with you, My Love.”

Severus nodded, smiling at her touching words.  “Well then?” he asked, moving his body so that their lower parts had even more contact.

She shivered.  “Well then, I think it's your move.”

He nodded, leaning down to kiss her once more.  She returned his kiss with fervour, making him all the more ready.

He reached down to align himself with her.  When he pressed forward slightly, his organ slipped upwards because of her wetness and the head slid over her clit.  She moaned loudly.  So did he.  He took his cue and began rubbing the head of his cock up and over her clit.  They were both driven passionately mad by this contact and it made them want more.    

Finally, Bethany gasped, “I want to feel you inside of me.”  She felt an aching emptiness within that she knew could only be filled by him.

He nodded, eyes half closed as though drugged.  He lowered his member, running it down over her clit and tracing still further down to her opening.  He circled it a few times, which made her rake her nails over his back.  He groaned.  Very carefully and slowly so they both could enjoy the moment, he entered her.  He heard her gasp as she began to fill with him, her body stretching to accommodate his size.  Half an inch at a time he moved inwards.  His eyes were closed but his lips parted as he became subject to the exquisitely indulgent sensations of her hot, tight tunnel squeezing him and diffusing warmth over his member.  He wasn't even all the way in yet but already his mind was lost.  Suddenly, as he pushed he came to an impasse.  He wasn't completely inside her and he was pretty sure she was deeper than that.  He decided he had gotten the angle wrong in his euphoria and hit an inner wall so he readjusted and kept pushing.

There was still resistance and he heard Bethany whimper.

He looked down at her.  She was biting her lower lip with her eyes closed tight.  She looked almost as if she were in pain.  

“Bethany?” he said in a voice laden with concern.

“Push harder,” she said in a strained voice. “And do it fast.”

He was more than a little confused but determined to give the lady what she wanted.  So he pulled back a little way and thrust forward hard.  Suddenly the resistance was gone and he slid the rest of the way in.  At the same time she sheathed him, he heard Bethany stifle a scream by biting her hand.  Severus was overwhelmed with sensations beyond his wildest dreams.  His eyes rolled back in his head which he let drop as he felt her bear down hard.  But even this did not stop him from thinking about Bethany's well-being.  

He sensed something was wrong.  When he looked at her again, he saw her biting her hand hard.  Her tightly shut eyes were leaking tears and she was trying to mask pitiful little noises in her throat.  Bethany bore down again against him and a delicious new wetness covered him.  Still, he tried to ignore that.  Something was terribly wrong.  

“Bethany?  Bethany?” he called to her.  

No response except for muted sobs.  

Severus became fearful.  “Bethany, what's wrong?” he insisted as he pulled her hand away from her mouth and turned her face towards him.

At first, she wouldn't look at him.  She squeaked, “Nothing.”  Inhaling deeply, she said with significant strain, “Just keep going.  I'll be fine.”

“No damn way!” he shouted.  “You're in pain.  Is it physical or emotional?  Please let me help.”

“Then pull out now,” a force against her will seemed to drag the words from her.

“Of course,” he said, suddenly remembering their lower regions.  He pulled out and as he did he saw to his horror that his organ was covered in blood, and even worse a few drops were spilling out of her.  “What the hell?” he said, his jaw dropping in confusion.  He looked again at her salt streaked face. “Forgive me.  I have no idea what happened.  This is horrible!” he said beginning to feel ill, not at the sight of the blood, but at the thought of her pain and his guilt.  “Bethany,” he said, ignoring the blood and leaning forward to touch her scrunched up face.  “Do you know what this is?

She nodded, her face relaxing somewhat.  “It's nothing unusual.  You just took my virginity, that's all.  It happens to every girl her first time.  I knew it would happen.  I just didn't think it would hurt this much,” she whimpered.

Severus suddenly remembered his anatomy.  Oh, how could he have forgotten that he would have to penetrate her hymen when he was planning their perfect first time?  Apparently, he had painted roses over some important facts too.  

Severus was angry and ashamed that he had physically torn away a part of Bethany when all he wanted was to bond with her.  He felt like a villain who had recklessly broken something irreplaceable or intentionally stolen something precious.  He wanted to make amends but wasn't sure how.  The worst thing was that there had been no way for them to have a first time together without hurting her.

He took Bethany carefully into his arms and held her for a long time.  She clung to him as though she were drowning.  “I'll hold you as long as it takes for the pain to go away,” he whispered soothingly.  “I can't believe that such pain has to be part of a woman's first experience making love.  That's awful.”

“Just another one of those unfair disadvantages Nature gives women,” she said bitterly.   She paused, looking at him imploringly.  “I really do want us to have a wonderful first time making love today.  Once the pain goes away, it won't come back.  I want us to try again in a little while.”

“I don't think that's such a good idea,” he said frowning.

“Please, don't let something physical I can't help stop us from our union.  I couldn't bear it.”

She seemed so distressed, yet adamant.  

“Alright, My Love, anything you want,” he said in defeat.  He loved her too much to argue with her about something as important as their first sexual culmination.  “However, I'm going to make you a potion to help ease the pain.  We are in the Potions lab after all.”  He grinned weakly.  “But first let me clean up the blood.”  

He pulled his wand out of the pile of his clothes on the floor and cast the cleaning spell, 'Scourgify', on the table, himself, and finally her.  He shook his head as he watched her sitting with her legs apart while the spell cleaned the blood not only off her but within her.  Then he went about making the potion, brought it to her to drink, and lay down, holding her tenderly in his arms.

After about twenty minutes, she whispered in his ear.  “I'm alright now.  We can continue.”

“If you're sure . . .”

She nodded and smiled.

“Are you certain you won't be hurt again?”  Severus was deeply concerned.

“Not positive, but what had to be broken has been broken.  There won't be anything to resist you this time.”  

“Don't you think you need some time to mend?” he asked, flinching at the thought of her body resisting him and him tearing through anyway.

“Not according to anything I've read or been taught.”

“Alright, but I want you to be honest with me this time and let me know how you are feeling.  I'll be watching and if I even see you wince, it's over.”

“Alright, Sevy, darling,” she said with eyes full of love.  “You take such good care of me.  Come here.”  She was still sitting on the table, arms wide for him to crawl into.  He joined her and let her wrap him in her arms, but he didn't feel the least bit aroused, even with her kissing him all over his face and neck.  

“What's the matter?  Don't you want to make love to me?”

“More than anything,” he said, “except not hurting you.”

“Well, I'll take your mind off of that,” she said with a wink.  

She positioned herself on her knees and bent down until her mouth hovered above his organ.  She looked up to see his reaction but he was not smiling.  Bethany shrugged and took the soft but still large member in her mouth.  A few strokes had Severus reassessing his position.  She could take his organ all the way into her mouth until it was completely hard.  She had to go shallower once he was fully aroused, but she had been slowly building up a tolerance to deep-throating.  So she gave him one deep swallow all the way to the hilt.  

He moaned and threw his head back.  This reaction stirred her to do it two more times fast without taking a breath in between and she began to choke the second time down.  The involuntary throat closing felt good to Severus at first.  However, when she came up coughing and rubbing her throat, he put an end to it.

“That's enough of that it seems.  What did I tell you about me not wanting to hurt you?  First I tear up your insides, then in the same day you suffocate on my cock.  Oh no, I'm not going to let that happen.  Here now, you wanted to make love.  Now I'm physically and mentally ready.  That whole deal wasn't even necessary.  All I have to do to become aroused is touch you or even just look at you.”

“Maybe, but you weren't doing either.  You were sulking, so I had to get you back in the right frame of mind.”  She smiled devilishly.

“Look at you,” Severus said, “all naked and seductive and wanting me.  You're gorgeous!  I couldn't have resisted your charms for long.”  

As he said this he grabbed each of her legs and pulled her a little closer to him.  Then he leaned in for a long kiss.  Cradling her in his arms he laid her down on the table, continuing the long, sensuous kiss.  Now she was spread out in front of him like a feast.  He was sitting on his knees between her legs and leaning over her face.  He adjusted his body to align with hers.  Bethany felt his arousal as it pushed against her soft femininity, then relaxed, then pushed again, almost as if he were giving her notice or asking permission to proceed.

“You don't have to ask if it's okay,” she said.  “I love you and I want to know what it is like for us to be together in a natural, physical way.”

Severus smiled at her.  “I love you too,” he said, his face very close to hers.  Then he kissed her and while he was probing the inside of her mouth with his tongue, he slid inside of her.  The entrance was smooth and his saliva-covered shaft pushed in slowly.  She was wet from listening to his pleased vocalizations as she sucked on him.  

In the midst of their amorous kiss, she broke her mouth free and exhaled slow and shuddering.  Severus watched her face intently.  She looked enraptured.  He pushed his way inside of her as deep as he could go.  He could feel his own pulse throb against the tightness of her.  Severus continued to watch her face, though he was nearly delirious, as he began to move slowly in and out of her in long strokes.  She sighed and trembled.  So did he.  

He felt a powerful drive within him to begin thrusting into her quick and hard, but he wanted these moments to be beautiful and romantic for her.  So he continued to move slowly.  He kissed her again, then began licking and nibbling her ear lobes and pressing little kisses against her neck.  

After a few minutes she raised her head and said she wanted to see.  So he lifted himself higher so she could prop herself up on her elbows and watch the beauty of their bodies connected, him still moving in and out of her in a steady rhythm.  She sighed and watched for a long time, recalling how his member felt in her mouth and comparing that to his member now within her.  Then she lay softly back down and soon began to moan.  This was not the regular satisfied kind of moaning.  It was plaintive, as if begging for more stimulation.  It grew higher and higher in pitch.

Finally, Severus asked, “Are you trying to subtly tell me you want more?”

Bethany nodded insistently.  Severus obliged her and began speeding up the rhythm and though his strokes were still long, now he pressed deeper.  She began to cry out.  He felt himself breaking into a light sweat.  His head was dizzy.  Soon he was thrusting as hard and fast as he could.  Severus didn't realize it but he was moaning too, very loudly.  Near the end, he even had to stifle a cry of ecstasy.  Still, it wasn't quite over.  

This divine, almost excruciating rapture was beginning to be too much for Severus to bear.  He could feel himself growing even harder and began to sense all the signs that his release was pending.  This was problematic because Bethany had yet to orgasm.  He thought working her even harder would do the trick, but he knew that would be the end for him.  He was thrusting away at her as the intensity of her vocalizations increased.  He pushed against her so hard that her breasts were bouncing.  He grabbed her breasts and began tweaking her nipples.  This sent a shot of fire through her insides and she moaned without restricting her volume.  

Just then, Severus had a brilliant idea.  He wet his fingers and holding himself up with one forearm, reached with his moistened hand down between her labia and fondled her clit.  She began panting.  After just a minute, she was making beautiful noises that rose quickly octave by octave until there was no sound.  He knew this meant she was at the peak and couldn't speak.  He pinched her exposed clit between his fingers and twisted it just a little.  At the same time he plunged into her harder than he yet had.  That was the end for both of them.  

She climaxed so hard that her orgasm seemed to grasp him in a grip so tight that it prevented anything from flowing within his shaft.  However, it did.  He erupted inside of her, gushing his hot, creamy essence into her.  His orgasm was so violent, that he seemed to be knocked out of his body.  He heard himself scream a cry of release but was so distant for the moment that at first he thought it was her voice.  

Then Severus came back to himself and heard his own guttural cries as a second and third pulse of seismic orgasm swept through his body, dying down slowly.  It was kept up even longer by her continual waves of orgasm that would grip him, causing him to spasm once more.  She had cried out with him at the end, an unexpected yelp of pleasure.  Then she had rocked with him slowly back to sanity, gasping wildly for a long time before her breath began to even out.

Severus lay, spent, on top of her for a few minutes as both of them regained their wits.  During this time, Severus remained inside Bethany.  When he finally pulled out, it felt to Bethany like a dam had broken, for copious amounts of his cum spilled out of her as her inner lips clenched against the void within her. The pearly white fluid dribbled and pooled on the table between her spread legs.

“Sex seems to be a messy business,” he said as he grabbed his wand and performed the 'Scourgify' spell again on the table.  

He started to use it on her but she insisted she liked the idea of some of him still left inside of her like a secret memento.  She then asked him if he wouldn't like her essence to remain on him.  He shrugged and nodded, putting away his wand again.  He moved up to cuddle with her for a short while.  They both found themselves asleep within ten minutes.

Continued in Chapter 4

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