Chapter 14: The Party and The Quickie

Adrian's eyes never left Jeanne as she descended the stairs. He felt an unspoken longing to be near her, to reach out and take her hand, to dance with her under the stars and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. It was a feeling of young love, a feeling that was pure and innocent.

As Jeanne reached the bottom of the stairs, their eyes locked again, and a shy smile played on Adrian's lips. He felt a rush of courage, as if he had the power to conquer the world, driven by the feelings that had awakened within him.

Adrian found himself drawn to Jeanne like a moth to a flame. He couldn't help but seek her out in the crowd, eager to be by her side, to share in the joy of her special day.

The night further unfolded with Jeanne at the center of the whirlwind of joy and celebration. She danced with her friends, her laughter filling the room, surrounded by the love and adoration of those who had gathered to celebrate her birthday. The excitement in the air was electric.

Their eyes met as her moved nearer to her, and she danced towards where he was. Jeanne held Adrian by the hand and led him towards the kitchen.

She was giggling and running, and he followed her like a lamb to slaughter. They passed through the massive, opulent kitchen into one of the inner rooms behind the pantry.

She pushed him against the wall and crushed her lips on his.

"What are you doing," he managed to say.

"I want you," she said naughtily.

"Here?" he asked, scanning the empty room. He had hoped their first time would be special.

"Why not?" She said, going on her knees and proceeded to unzip his trousers. She brought out his dick and exclaimed, "Whoa…you're huge!"

She shoved his member in her mouth and put it all the way in.

The sensation was wild and he grabbed her head. He was surprised that she didn't look shy but seemed experienced, but his brain was in his balls right then.

Her warm mouth on his dick felt so good. She was slurping and licking while she held his balls and her hands, caressing them. She definitely knew what she was doing.

"Take off your jacket," she said.

He did as he was told.

She removed his trousers and boxers. She collected the jacket from him and laid it on the floor. Furthermore, she sat him down on it with his back against the wall.

She lifted her dress up and opened her legs, facing him to take in his shaft, but she wasn't wet yet.

She took his hand and put two of his fingers in her mouth, sucking on them for a little while before proceeding to guide his fingers to her clit.

She didn't have any panties on.

She moved his fingers against essence.

She made soft moans and it excited him. He moved his fingers faster against her vulva, curious, exploring. It made her moan more. He felt an entrance and his fingers slid in.

That set her off as she removed his fingers and glided his long hard shaft into her wetness.

The warmth was implausible.

He was about to go out of his mind when she went up and down on him. The caress of her delightfully warm walls overwhelmed him.

He felt something soft should be in his hands, like her breasts, but her tight dress had them hidden. So he grabbed her arse.

The strength in her legs made the ride fantastic, and she took all of him inside her with every movement, plunging him hard and furiously. The sensation was insane. It made him come fast.

He held on to her, shook as he climaxed. He was excited and had a bit of nervousness. The natural experience was unreal.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it," he said.

"You have to make me come," she said, her nose up in the air.

She guided his hand back between her legs and instructed him on how she liked it. What she found most pleasurable was the pressurized circular movements on her clit ball.

Adrian observed her sounds to his touch, and he learned fast how to please her. After a little while, he felt her body stiffen as she let out a delightful moan.

He felt thick liquid gush on his hand and he stopped caressing her. At first, he thought she peed on his hands.

But the liquid was a thick, whitish fluid resembling very diluted milk. He wiped it off on his socks.

They got up and he got dressed.

"Did you like the quickie," she asked as they made their way back to the party.

He nodded.

His first time with her was a quickie.