The drive was agonising. My heart was pounding like a drum and my palms were sweaty. I had to force my attention onto the road and away from the stunning woman sitting beside me.

I glanced at her for a second and her eyes met mine. I saw the desire burning in them and couldn't look away.

"The road," Laura whispered, "don't crash."

I tore my gaze from her and tried to keep my attention on the road. The throb just below my stomach was extremely distracting, almost more so than Laura herself. To make things worse every bump on the road generated friction in my jeans. I could barely hold myself together. I'd never been this horny in my life.

"Lilly," Laura said, her voice low and ragged, "do you think you could speed up?"

"Um... yeah," I pressed down on the accelerator until I could shift up a gear and keep going at that pace.

My heart was now going so fast I was scared I would pass out. My whole body was tense as I tried to keep my instincts under control. Laura was suffering from the same dilemma, her fists clenched so tightly they were turning white. I looked away from her again, not wanting to push myself too far.

Luckily for both of us we were drawing near her street and would soon be pulling up to her house.

The fluttering of nerves began in the bottom of my stomach but I chose to ignore them. It wasn't hard. Perhaps later it would be but for now I could forget about it and I was glad. I was sick of everything embarrassing me and stopping me from doing what I'd wanted to for so long. Well it would no longer. I was going through with this, no matter how nervous it made me.

What was she going to do to me though? Would she expect me to do something back? That was a stupid question, of course she would. What if I couldn't do anything? If I couldn't turn her on or make her feel anything, what would I do then?

'Stop thinking like that!' I told myself, firmly. I would be fine. She'd show me what to do, and, even if I couldn't touch her properly, she would do it herself. See, nothing to worry about.

My stomach clenched painfully but I ignored it. I was going through with this, no matter how awkward or nerve-wracking it was.

I pulled up outside Laura's home and shut off the engine. We sat in silence for a second, then she unclipped her seatbelt and reached over to unclip mine.

"Come on," she said gently, as though she understood, "let's go inside."

I smiled over at her and got out of the car. She took my hand as we walked and squeezed it comfortingly. I smiled again, and felt very grateful. I wasn't sure if everyone would be as understand as Laura, especially when they were desperate. And I was pretty sure she was desperate. I hoped she was at any rate, that would make this all much easier.

Once we got inside we took off our shoes and coats and Laura led me, still holding my hand, to the bedroom. My heart pounded so hard I was certain it would come flying out my chest at any point.

Laura sat down on the bed and pulled me down into the space beside her.

I was tense, sitting stiffly and trying to get my nerves under control. Laura noticed and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me against her so the sides of our heads were touching.

"Don't worry, you'll be great," she whispered. "Everyone's like this the first time."

I didn't know what to say, so I simply sat there and listened to her breathing. After a while Laura spoke again.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Because if you don't, we can wait."

I looked across at her, her face only an inch or two from mine. Her eyes were burning with a fire she was apparently fighting to keep under control, and as I viewed it I felt my nerves slip away. I wanted to do this, I really did.

"No, I don't want to wait."

She tucked my hair behind my ear and asked, "you're certain?"

"Yes."

"Good," she breathed, pushing me back so I hit the bed gently. I wriggled up so my legs weren't hanging over the edge and smiled at her. She smiled back and slide up beside me and lay there, not doing anything.

"Um... are we going to do something?" I asked.

Laura propped herself up in her elbows and smirked at me.

"Eager are we?"

I blushed, understanding how that had sounded. Then I scolded myself and pushed back my natural reaction.

"Maybe a little."

Okay, so I didn't go all out, but I felt rather proud of myself. I had managed to say something when normally I would have blushed too much to manage any words at all, never mind ones that were, kind of, bold.

"If you're not sure then we'll lie here until you are," and with that, she lay back down.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her back up, being careful because of her wrist.

"I'm sure."

She stared into my eyes, as though checking to see if I was telling the truth, before she slipped her arms around my torso. I rolled over so her broken wrist wouldn't be crushed and she lay on her side opposite me.

"You're so beautiful," I whispered, dropping a kiss on her lips. I'd only planned for it to be a quick peck but she nibbled on my bottom lip and swept her tongue inside my mouth, and I couldn't resist. I'd never want to.

My heart swelled with happiness as her fingers massaged my hip. My body ran with tingles and I felt myself grow wet. Uncomfortably so.

I was shocked. I mean I got horny, like any other girl, but never like this. And she hadn't even touched me yet. At least, not in the way I'd expected would have to happen in order for this feeling to come about.

I'd never, in my entire eighteen years, felt any sort of urge to touch myself. I knew other people did, and I'd even tried it out once or twice but it didn't do anything for me. Yet in the car, and right now, I was aching so badly I felt I had to do something.

I didn't want to seem obvious, but I didn't want to wait either. I slid my hands down to the bottom of her t-shirt and tugged at the hem, showing her I wanted it off.

Laura trapped my hand with a smile.

"Patience. It makes it all so much better."

"But I don't want to be patient," I whined, "I want to now!"

Laura chuckled at that.

"No, wait, babe, we have all the time in the world."

I sighed and grumbled under my breath but went back to kissing her with little hesitation.

Her uninjured hand trailed across my back while one of mine found it's way into her hair, and the other rested in the little dip in her lower back. Her thumb still rubbed my skin through my jeans, her cast half resting on my hip, half hanging in mid-air.

Kissing her was like a drug, and I was absolutely addicted. I could kiss her for the rest of my life, and still not get enough of her plump lips, those biting teeth, or that wonderful tongue.

I was happy. Lying there, making out with her, I was so happy I felt like I was floating on a cloud.

A thought came to me suddenly, and I pulled away from her.

"What's wrong?" Laura asked, a little breathlessly.

"Nothing, I was thinking. You were my teacher, so this should be weird."

"Why?" Laura asked, frowning.

"Because you were my teacher." I repeated, "I think it ought to make me feel a little bit odd."

"Does it?"

"No," I said softly, "not at all."

"Then there's no problem," she said, and pressed her lips to my cheek, kissing down my jaw then back up again. She licked my earlobe and sucked on it gently. My eyes closed of their own accord as the wonderful sensation hit me and I felt her lips twitch with a smile.

My heart fluttered as her lips moved from my ear down to my neck. She kissed my pulse and licked across my vein, her hand holding the back of my neck so she could reach without too much effort.

She nipped the skin lightly and I twitched as a wave of heat went straight from my neck to the throb that pulsed through me. When she bit down harder my back arched and I couldn't hold back a low moan. She sucked hard on my neck until I was sure she'd leave a huge bruise, then kissed the reddened skin.

My hands moved down to the bottom of her t-shirt and this time I was not to be stopped. I pulled the piece of clothing up over her head and worked it over her broken wrist, being careful not to hurt her.

Once it was off, I threw it somewhere. I wasn't sure where. My attention was focused elsewhere.

I'd seen her abs a couple of times before, but I'd never had chance to stare without looking like a creep. And I wasn't going to pass it up.

Her skin was smooth and creamy and it tightened over her gorgeous muscles defining them perfectly. When she breathed they contracted then released again, and I watched them fascinated.

Laura had noticed me staring and chuckled.

"You can touch them, if you want?"

I glanced from her to her torso and grinned, sliding my hand over her stomach. She shivered slightly as I touched her and I felt a rush of satisfaction. I was glad I could affect her just by touching her, despite how little I knew about all this.

My fingers trailed lazily across her soft skin, running through all the dips and crevices, feeling the firm rise of the muscle. I felt a strange urge to lick them but I didn't mention it, thinking it was too weird.

I pressed down on her stomach, only wanting to see what it felt like, and she pushed her body up against my hand. I grinned and looked up at her. My breath caught in my throat when I saw her.

She was biting her lip and her eyes wide and burning with desire. I hadn't noticed how her hands had clenched into fists and now I could see it I felt bad.

"Sorry," I whispered, pulling away from her.

"What?" Laura asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I didn't mean to," I indicated her fists, "do that."

"No. Baby, I like it. I have to hold myself back, that's all. You can take as much time as you want."

"You're the one who told me to be patient," I frowned, feeling a little insulted.

"I know, that's why I'm holding back."

"I don't want you to hold back."

"So you want me to take you, right now, so hard and fast you wouldn't be able to think?"

I rolled my eyes, "you know that's not what I meant, I just want you to do whatever you want."

She pulled me back against her and kissed my neck, her lips lingering there as she whispered, "what if that's what I want to do?"

"I..." I breathed out shakily, "I don't think I want that to be my first time." I watched her anxiously, half expecting her to push me away.

"That's okay, Lilly, I want this to be perfect for you," she continued to nip my neck, without even a seconds hesitation. "Plus it's hot when you tell me what you want."

I smiled and slid my hand across the bare skin of her back. She was warm and soft, and her muscles tightened under my touch, making me grin.

"What're you so happy about?" Laura asked, and kissed me so I couldn't reply. I didn't mind.

"Being here," I mumbled when we pulled apart to pant, "with you. It makes me happy."

"Me too," she said, pulling me back for another kiss.

One of her hands wondered across my body while the other gently stroked my hair. She tickled my skin with the cloth of my shirt as she pulled it carefully over my head.

She kept her eyes fixed on my face, as though waiting for permission to look down. I nodded my head a fraction, the barest twitch of a painfully shy schoolgirl, and her eyes dropped down like stones.

I blushed when they widened and she glanced up at me with a grin.

"Turquoise suits you," she whispered, referring to my bra. I just grinned back, not sure what to say to that. She stretched a hand towards my body, then stopped and sent me a questioning look. "May I?"

"There's no need to ask; of course you can."

Laura's hand moved closer to my body and my breath hitched. When her hand met my skin we both sighed.

She smiled up at me as she gently ran her fingertips across my shoulder. Goosebumps prickled on my arm and I felt the hair at the back of my neck stand up. If any uncertainty had remained it was now gone and I was completely and utterly certain I wanted to do this. Even the lightest of touches from her made me shiver, and I was surprised to find myself fighting the urge push against her.

"You're so soft," my girlfriend whispered, and her hand cupped my boob and squeezed gently. "So delicate," she unclipped my bra skilfully with one hand, "and so beautiful." She threw the item of clothing across the room and ran her hands up my sides.

My heart raced and I was pulsing for her. I was bordering on being so desperate I'd grind up against her - and that shocked me as well as excited.

No one could affect me, no one had been able to before. A few people had tried, over the years, but no one had succeeded in making me ache like this. The crystal apparently knew what it was doing.

Her fingers played across my nipple, twisting it quickly then running her fingers around the erect point. With every touch I felt myself grow wetter and my body rushed with even more heat.

I bit down on my lip, fighting hard against the moan building in my throat.

"Lilly?" Laura said, her tone questioning.

"What?" I asked, then blushed at how hoarse my voice was.

She grinned, "I was going to ask if you liked it but I think that answers my question. You have to let me know though, don't ruin my confidence." She wasn't smiling anymore, she looked totally sincere.

"I do like it, I promise. I'll like anything you do."

"Then let me hear it," she said, kissing me, then sliding back down my body.

"I don't kn-" I was interrupted by her closing her mouth over my already rock hard nipple. A moan escaped my mouth before I could catch it and I blushed bright red as it echoed through the room.

"Yes," she whispered, and my blush faded as I watched her in fascination. Her whole body had shivered at the sound and I suddenly knew why. It turned her on. Me moaning turned her on. And that made me grin, and made my confidence grow so far that I wanted to do something back.

I didn't though. Partly because I was enjoying this too much, but mostly because I didn't have any idea what to do.

She didn't seem to mind anyway, her tongue flicking across the sensitive tip of my breast. And I didn't mind either, so I decided there was no need to worry. This would turn out fine.

She had moved across to my other breast and tugged the nipple with her teeth, making me groan and arch my back as a wave of fire rushed through my blood.

She responded with a quiet moan, and a gentle rocking of her hips. This time my mind was so clouded by desire I didn't smile at her actions. I was going to go crazy if she didn't touch me very soon, and I wasn't prepared to take the risk.

"You know how I said I didn't want hard and fast," I began, my words sounding a little husky.

"Yes," she whispered.

"I take it back." I said simply, with a small smile.

Her eyes widened and I swore I saw her pupils dilate as she took in my words.

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely."

She wasted no time in ridding both of us of what clothing we still had on and moving down the bed so she was kneeling between my legs.

She ran her fingertips across the inside of my thighs, and I shuddered as her cool skin drew near my roasting heat.

I whimpered when they moved away again and she smirked.

"A little desperate, are we?"

I tried to glare at her but the expression disappeared when she pushed my thighs apart and moved forward, so her face was a hair's breadth from me. She was so close I could feel her breath on my wetness and if I moved my hips forward just a tiny bit, her lips would be on me.

She stayed there for a long time. Or it felt like that to me anyway. I didn't rush her though, despite how horny I was. She could take as long as she wanted, because I knew she wasn't going to back out, and that'd I'd finally find out why everyone was so obsessed by sex.

"Will it hurt?" I asked suddenly, expressing a fear that had only just come to mind.

"A little," she said, "but I don't have to go inside if you don't want it."

"I don't know if I've broken that thing, what's it called?"

"Hymen," she said with a chuckle.

"That," I nodded, "does it hurt?"

"Just a little," she said, "it's gone within a couple of minutes, if that."

"Oh. Can you be careful though, be gentle?"

"Of course."

"Thanks," I lowered my head to the pillow then lifted it again. "I haven't ruined the mood have I?"

"I still want to do this, if you do."

"I do."

She kissed the inside of my leg, letting me know I really hadn't ruined the atmosphere, then with one quick glance up at me she licked along my heat. And it wasn't a tentative lick either, she pressed against me with determination.

It was the most amazing feeling in the world. I'd never in my entire existence imagined one touch could feel so good. Especially with her tongue - which I'll admit had sounded slightly disgusting before now. My opinion on that matter was the complete opposite now, I was in love with it.

Her tongue lapped at my wetness and I moaned. I moaned so much I could barely tell where one ended and the other started.

I pushed my hips up against her and she took the hint, licking faster and with more force. Her hands gripped my hips and she moved both of us slightly, presumably to make it easier for her to reach me.

Her tongue brushed across my sensitive clit and I squirmed. It felt strange being touched like that. It was nice, it felt really good but it was almost too good. It was so good it almost hurt. I didn't know if I was crazy or that's how it's meant to feel. To be honest I didn't really care. As long as Laura was doing this to me I didn't care about anything.

She was driving me crazy with her tongue, and I wanted this to last forever, but I didn't think it would. I was feeling a strange pressure building up down there and I was pretty sure I knew what that meant.

"Laura," I gasped.

"What is it baby?" She asked, her voice ragged, her words muffled against my skin.

"I think... I'm going to..."

"Jesus," she moaned softly, "that quickly?"

I simply gasped and pressed her face roughly into me.

"Faster baby," I begged and she obeyed, her tongue moving across me with furious speed. "Inside!" I commanded, needing to feel her deep inside me before.

She pushed her tongue inside roughly and explored me firmly. She pushed inside me as far as she could go then withdrew.

I groaned in annoyance and pushed her head against me desperately.

"Fingers," Laura mumbled and pushed back against my hands until she could slide two of her fingers inside me.

The instant she was inside me I began to shake, and the most amazing feeling in the world pounded through me. Waves of pure pleasure pulsing through my body.

I lost track of my body, all I could feel was how fantastic I felt, and all I could see was Laura, watching me with half lidded eyes that were filled with joy.

When it was over I felt weak, and warm, and full of happiness.

Laura cuddled up against me and rested her chin on my collar bone.

"Was that your first one?" She asked.

I smiled and nodded.

"And what did you think? Was it good?"

"It was alright," I shrugged and she rolled her eyes.