Marcus and Amber first time Part 1

Amber & Marcus’s bond grows to the point they’re close to losing the heterosexual v-cards to each other.

It’s been six days since I’ve spoken to my little sister Ally. We had a very decent conversation with each other. We were both very happy that the other was thriving in their new homes. We missed each other so much and I realized that maybe us living together again is not in the best interest for either of us. Ally understood my concerns and told me to think about it. However, she said that she hopes that we can still at least visit each other.

I met my therapist Holly. We had a pretty good session and she helped me with developing coping skills. She listened and did not pass judgment. She accepted my sexuality and my relationship with Jacob. Holly told me that Bucky and Tori believe that emancipation would be better for me. She explained that I would legally be considered an adult. However, Bucky and Tori would still make sure that I’m making the right decisions. Holly described it essentially as an adult still living with their parents.

She also understood why Ally & I shouldn’t be living with each other. She agreed that taking her away from that home or taking me away from Tori and her family could do more harm than good. However, she believes that it would be in both of our best interest if we could visit each other. Overall, it was a very insightful meaning.

Once I got in my car, I realized that I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. I figured it made sense for me to swim & walk around a lake while listening to tunes. I returned home and saw Amber on the bench swing. She could tell I was upset. We just sat together and relaxed. The rest of night was uneventful.

Bucky was working & Tori left for late bingo. Kyla & Kyle were sleeping. I enter Amber’s room. We give each other a deep and passionate kiss. I took a step closer, my voice low and gentle. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, Amber. I just want to be close to you. To explore, together."

She takes a deep breath, looking into my green eyes."I want that too," she admitted. "I'm just...nervous."

I smile warmly, taking her hands in mine. "Me too. But we're in this together, remember? We can take it slow, explore at our own pace."

She nods, feeling a sense of calm wash over her. "Okay, let's start with something simple. Come sit with me?" I follow her to her bed and we sit down together, our hands still entwined. Amber turns to face me, her heart pounding in her chest. She reaches out, tracing the line of my jaw with her fingers.

Amber looks at me and she realizes that she is the one that needs to take charge. She needs to dominate me, her sissy boyfriend. She needs to place handcuffs on me and grabs her 10 inch strap on. She needs to gently do it so she does not scare me away.

She does not want to be too harsh on me so she needs to make it a pleasurable experience for both of us. I follow Amber's gaze, my eyes widening slightly as I took in the sight of the handcuffs and the strap-on lying on the bedside table. I look back at her, a mix of surprise and curiosity in my eyes.

"I thought we were taking it slow," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Amber smiles softly, her fingers still tracing the line of my jaw. "We are. But I want to try something new, together. I want to explore every part of you, Marcus. And I think... I think you want to explore me too."

i look into her eyes, my expression thoughtful. I take a deep breath, nodding slowly. "You're right, I do. I want to know every inch of you, Amber. I want to make you feel good."

She feels a warmth spread through her at my words, a sense of trust and connection. She picks up the handcuffs, dangling them from her index finger. "I trust you, Marcus. And I want you to trust me, too."

I swallow hard, my Adam's apple bobbing in my throat."I do trust you, Amber. With everything."

Amber smiles, her heart swelling with affection. She places
the handcuffs gently on my wrists, fastening them loosely. She wanted me to feel secure, not restricted. "Good. Now, lie down for me, Marcus."

I comply stretching out on the bed and looking up at her with those green eyes that seem to see right through her. She picks up the strap-on, her fingers brushing against the silicone. She has never used this one before, but she has done her research on how please a guy. She knows what she wants to do, how she wants to make me feel.

She wants to explore every inch of me, to bring me pleasure in a way she hasn’t explored before. She straddles me, her hands resting on my chest as she looks down at me . "I'm going to make you feel so good, Marcus," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry.

I look up at her, my eyes filled with trust and desire. "I know you will," I replied, my voice barely a whisper.

Amber leans down, her lips brushing against mine in a soft, gentle kiss. She felt a thrill run through her as I responded, my lips parting slightly to deepen the kiss. She takes her time, exploring my mouth, her tongue gently teasing mine. I moan softly, pressing up against her, and she smiles against my lips, feeling a sense of power and control.

Breaking the kiss, she trails her lips down my neck, nipping and sucking gently, feeling the goosebumps rise on my skin. She could feel my heart racing under her touch, and it sends a rush of adrenaline through her. She wants to take me to the edge, to makes me feel things that I’ve never felt before.

She moves lower, her hands exploring my body, tracing the lines of my muscles, feeling the heat of my skin. She pauses at my nipples, teasing them with her fingers, smiling as I gasped and writhed beneath her."You like that?" she asked, her voice a low purr.

I blush and nod, my breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, Amber. Yes, I do. On, yes, yes, I really love what you’re doing to me, baby.”

She grins, her eyes gleaming with amusement and desire. Because I'm just getting started." She trails her fingers lower, hooking them into the waistband of my shorts. I lift up my hips, helping her to pull them off, along with my aqua colored thong. She blushes and tosses them aside, her gaze locks onto my erection.

She could see the flush of arousal on my skin, the bead of moisture at the tip, and she feels a surge of satisfaction. She wants to take her time, to savor every moment of this. She reaches out, her fingers wrapping around my length, and I let out a low groan.

"Amber," I murmur, my voice thick with desire. "You're driving me crazy. You really are making me crazy. Mistress, please continue to tease your sissy.”

She grins a wicked gleam in her eyes. "That's the idea," she said, her voice playful. "I want you to feel good, Marcus. I want you to feel everything," Amber replies, her voice husky with desire. She continues to stroke me, her touch feather-light, teasing me. She watched my reactions, the way my body moves, and the sounds I make. She was learning me, exploring me.

She leans down, her hair brushing against my thighs as she takes me into her mouth. I gasp, my hips jerking slightly. She looks up at me, her eyes lock onto mine, as she takes me deeper.

She could feel my hands, restrained by the handcuffs, flexing, as if I wanted to touch her. But I didn't. I let her set the pace, let her control the moment. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper, her tongue swirling around his length. She could hear my breath coming in ragged gasps and feel my heart pounding beneath her. She pulls back, looking up at me with a wicked smile. "You taste so good, Marcus," she said, her voice sultry. "But I want more."

She sits up, her gaze locked onto his. She reached for the lube on the bedside table, her fingers slick with the cool liquid. She coated the strap-on, her eyes never leaving mine. The anticipation was palpable, the air thick with desire. She slips the harness on, adjusting it until it fit just right. I watch her, my breath hitching as she stands up, the strap-on prominent against her. "You okay?" she asks, her voice soft yet commanding.

I nod, a small smile playing on my lips. "More than okay," I admit. "I've never seen anything so...sexy."

Amber grins, feeling a flush of pleasure at my words. She climbs onto the bed, positioning herself between my legs. She could see the mixture of nervousness and excitement in my eyes, and she takes a moment to lean down and kiss me softly. "We're in this together, remember?" she whispers against my lips.

I nod, my hands flexing within the handcuffs. "Together," I agree.

She sits up, looking down at me as she positions the strap-on at my entrance. She takes her time, letting me get used to the sensation, the cool lube a sharp contrast to the heat of my skin.slightly, my breath hitching, but she could see the trust in my eyes. I tense up slightly has there’s a huge difference between Jacob and other guys in me in comparison to the strap on.

She leans down, her mouth brushing against my ear. "Relax, Marcus," she murmurs, her voice soothing. "I've got you." She presses gently, the tip of the strap-on pushing slowly against me. I let out a soft hiss, my body tensing, but I didn't move away. She watches my face, my expressions, giving me time to adjust.

“It feels so big, bigger than a real penis that I’ve taken" I whisper, my voice breathy.

She smiles against my ear, her heart swelling with pride. "You can take it, baby. I know you can." She pushes further, inch by inch, her eyes lock onto mine. She could see the slight discomfort in my eyes, but also the trust and the desire. She leans down, her lips finding mine in a soft, gentle kiss. "You're doing so well, Marcus," she murmurs against my lips.

"I trust you, Amber. I trust you to take care of me."

She feels a rush of warmth at my words, a sense of responsibility and power. She takes her time, letting me get used to the sensation, the slight stretch and burn. She keeps her movements slow and steady, her hands stroking my chest, my sides, and my hips. She wants to make sure I was comfortable, that I feel safe. She leans down, her breath hot against my ear. "How does that feel?" she whispers.

I let out a soft sigh, my body relaxing slightly. "It feels... full. Different. But good. Really good."

Amber smiles, a surge of satisfaction coursing through her. She continues to push in, inch by inch, her eyes never leaving his. She could see the mixture of pleasure and discomfort in my face, but the trust never wavered. "Keep talking to me, Marcus," she says, her voice soft yet firm."Tell me what you're feeling."

I nod, my breath coming in short bursts. "It's...it's intense. But it's good. I feel... I feel so connected to you, Amber."

She smiles, and her grip on me tightened, her body moving in a slow, steady rhythm. "That's the plan, baby. We're in this together, remember?"

I smile back, my eyes glazed with pleasure. "Together," I agree, my voice barely a whisper.

Amber feels a warmth spread through her at the sight of me, completely open and vulnerable. She continues to move slowly, letting me adjust to the sensation, her hips moving in a steady rhythm. She leaned down, her lips brushing against mine, her breath mingling with mine. "I want to make you feel so good, Marcus," she murmured against my lips. "I want to hear you moan my name."

I let out a soft gasp, my body arching slightly as she moved deeper. "You already do, Amber," I tell her, my voice thick with desire. "You make me feel so good. perhaps, you can go faster and deeper?”

She smiles her eyes lock onto mine, and she picks up the pace, her hips moving faster, her grip on the strap-on tightening. She could feel my body responding and she could see the pleasure building in my eyes.

"Amber," I gasp, my breath coming in short bursts. "You're so... dominant. I never knew... I could like this so much."

She leans down, her lips brushing against my ear. "I knew you could," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I knew you could take control, and I knew you could give it up. And I knew... I knew you would trust me."

I let out a shuddering breath, my body trembling beneath her. "Amber... I'm close. So close."

She leans down, her lips capturing me in a passionate, demanding kiss. She could taste my desire, feel my need, and it sent a surge of power through her. She was in control, guiding me, pushing me to the edge. "That's it, baby," she murmurs against his lips. "Let go. Give it to me." She increased the pace, her hips moving in a steady, forceful rhythm.

She could feel my body tensing, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She breaks the kiss, her eyes lock onto mine watching the pleasure build in my face. "That's it, Marcus," she encouraged, her voice a low growl. I want to feel you come apart."

My breath hitches, my body arching off the bed as she pushed the strap-on in deeper. "Amber... I'm... I'm there," I gasp out, my body trembling with the force of my orgasm.

Amber feels a surge of triumph at the sight of me, completely undone, completely hers. She continues to move, slowing her pace to draw out my pleasure, to make me feel every last sensation. She watches me, her eyes lock onto mine, as I come down from his high, my body limp and sated beneath her.

D-damn, Amber," I finally manage to gasp out, a soft smile playing on my lips. "That was...incredible."

She leans down, her hair falling around them like a curtain, and kissed me softly. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she murmurs, her voice warm and content. She stays like that for a moment, our bodies pressed together, our breaths slowly returning to normal. Then, she pulled back slightly, her eyes soft with affection. —-"I want to make sure you're okay," she said, her voice gentle yet concerned. "That was... intense."

I nod, my chest still heaving slightly as I try to catch my breath. "I'm okay," he assured her, his smile widening. "More than okay, actually. That was... wow. I never knew I could feel like that. Big shocker I never have business excited with Jacob or another guy.”

Amber grins, her own breath slowly returning to normal. "I'm glad," she said, her voice filled with pride and satisfaction. "I wanted to push your limits, to show you what you're capable of. And I wanted to make you feel good, so, so good," Amber states, her voice husky with residual pleasure .

I chuckle softly, my eyes never leaving hers. "Mission accomplished on all counts. I feel like...like I've been on a rollercoaster and seen the world in a whole new light."

We share a smile, and Amber reached up to brush a strand of hair off his forehead. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Truly." She removes the handcuffs. I put on my shorts and shoes, she puts on her dress and shoes and we decide to go outside on the swing and smoke a cigarette.

After we have a huge discussion about an exclusive relationship. She tells me that Ebony and Jacob are discussing having a relationship with one another. However, we should probably be discreet for a while.

She also is thankful that I’m pursuing emancipation while still living in her parents home. If I’m technically, emancipated, people could be more understanding of our relationship. If we were foster siblings, that would be forbidden.

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In the next chapter, Amber and I will take a shower together. Later on, I will penetrate her for the first time.