First Time Jitters

It wasn't supposed to happen this way, Hector thought as he repressed the urge to beat his head against the wall. If she'd been the nervous one, all he'd have to do was say a few sweet words and comfort her and they'd be at it in no time. He was Hector of Ostia, if a damn dragon didn't scare him, sex with a woman should've been a piece of cake. How lame was it that he'd panicked and fallen off the bed?!

"Sorry," he muttered. Florina just sat there in shock, her skirt hiked up and her breasts exposed. I never thought anything could make him nervous, she fretted. This is going to be even scarier than I thought! She wanted to cry, but if she cried it might upset him even more.

"I, um...it's not your fault, this bed is pretty small," she mumbled, timidly extending a hand to help him back up. He turned to look at her.

"No smaller than my bed at home," he said. Her other arm was wrapped protectively around her chest, shielding her naked breasts from his eyes. Great, I'm such a dolt I made her even more scared. He sighed, pulling himself up and sitting down beside her on the bed. "So! Where were we?"

Florina suddenly turned away and sniffled. Hector groaned inwardly.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"I...y-you fell off the bed when I went to undo your pants," she said tearfully. "I-I'm just not good at this sort of thing, always being so scared of men and all, I'm so worried I'm going to turn you off, and..." Her shoulders shook and a few tears rolled down her cheeks. "I-I'm sorry."

Without thinking, he drew her into his arms and stroked her hair.

"Hey, come on now. You know I hate seeing you cry," he said softly. "Just calm down a little, okay? You didn't turn me off, you're not gonna turn me off." She trembled against him, trying to stop the tears.

"I...I'm just scared."

"So am I! Florina, I've never been with a girl like this before, when Eliwood and I were growing up he was the one who attracted the ladies while I stood in a corner with my bad manners," he laughed. "Look, you've just gotta relax and trust me, okay? And I'll relax, too. No more falling off the bed."

She smiled a little.

"I-I do trust you, Lord Hector..."

"And knock off the 'Lord' stuff. I'm just Hector for you."

"All right," she laughed. He kissed her and gently lay her down on the bed, quickly removing his pants and kicking them across the room.

"You just lie back and let me make you feel good..." He lowered his head to her right breast and captured the nipple between his lips, while his fingers delved into the wet softness between her thighs.

Florina closed her eyes and moaned softly at the sensations, only tensing up a bit when she felt his fingers part her folds and slide into her. She spread her legs a bit more, her chest quickly rising and falling as the speed and intensity of her breathing increased. He switched to her other breast, this time licking circles around the nipple as his thumb found her clit and flicked clumsily against it.

She was so warm and snug around his fingers, he wondered if his cock would fit. He began to scissor his fingers a bit, hoping to stretch her without hurting her.

"Hector...!" She was arching into him now, beads of sweat rolling down her face as her climax approached. Grinning, he lifted his head and withdrew his fingers. "Oh...! Why did you stop...?" she managed between pants.

"I don't want to tire you out," he said, moving himself back up to kiss her lips. Florina then felt his erection against her thigh and had a sudden idea.

"...could you...um, lie down? I want to try something," she said shyly. Hector did as asked, and Florina moved down until her face was level with his cock. Wanting to avoid living the oral sex virgin's horror of taking in too much too fast, she gave the head a quick, tentative lick.

"Yii!" Hector's eyes widened; he'd heard men talk about getting oral from women all the time, and it sounded so slutty and depraved, he'd never imagined Florina doing something like that. She certainly seemed unsure, her tongue's movements were shaky and didn't make too much contact. But after a few minutes, she'd fallen into a comfortable rhythm. "Oh, that's good..."

Finally, Florina felt brave enough to open her mouth and take him in a bit. She had to re-positon her head and slip him in and out of her mouth a few times before she found a comfortable position and was sure he wouldn't poke her gag reflex. Her hands braced his thighs to keep him from thrashing about as she moved; after a while he had to stop her before he came.

"Are you ready now?" he asked as he stood up, still shaking a little.

"Yeah..." Florina lay back on the bed and opened her legs. Hector slid his fingers inside her again to make sure she was wet enough.

"This is when you've really gotta relax," he said.

"I know...um, about my-well, since I've been riding Huey so many years..." she stamered.

"I know," he said. "But there's still stretching involved."

"Okay..." Florina closed her eyes and tried to relax as he positioned himself. "I'm ready..."

He thrust into her, and she buried her face in his shoulder to stifle a groan of discomfort. He was indeed big, not too big for her as she'd feared, but still big.

"K-keep moving," she gasped.

His thrusts were slow and clumsy and awkward at first as he tried to keep from putting all of his weight on her, but after a while neither of them cared. Florina's legs wrapped around his waist and her nails dug into his back as they moved faster and faster, climbing towards that peak of ecstasy with each thrust. She came first, and he kept her in waves of orgasm until he had his own.

Somehow, he'd ended up on his back with Florina slumped against him. When she calmed down, he'd already fallen asleep.

"Oh...I wore him out," she sighed, feeling a bit disappointed and guilty. "Oh, well..." She snuggled against his chest, fingers running lazily through his hair. "We can have our pillow talk in the morning..."