Part 11
“Liz are you sure?” I ask.
Liz nods. “I want my first time to be special, with someone that means something to me and that’s you Max,” she whispers honestly.
“But Liz, I’m leaving tomorrow. Is that really want you want, to be with me tonight and then for tomorrow for me to be gone?” I ask her. Although I would love to continue a relationship with her, I’m being realistic. We can’t have a relationship while she is in Roswell and I’m in New York. It just wouldn’t work and I know the right thing to do for Liz is to let her go so she can continue to find her own place in this world.
I see tears fill her eyes at the mention of my leaving the next day. “We’re going to stay in contact though aren’t we?” she asks as she bites down on her bottom lip.
I reach forward and caress her face, “Of course we are” I assure her. “We can email and talk on the phone when we can”
“Just promise you won’t disappear out of my life completely?” she asks me.
“I promise,” I tell her before I lean in and kiss her.
The kiss quickly turns heated again when Liz slips her tongue inside my mouth and before I know it; her hand is once again grasping my dick and squeezing it.
I allow her to push the jeans down my hips and I help her kick them off leaving me in only a pair of black boxer briefs.
“Take them off too” Liz orders me.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea Liz. I’m not sure I could control myself”
“That’s’ the point” she whispers as her hands move inside my boxers and touch my cock skin to skin for the first time.
“Oh” She gasps.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. I don’t consider that my cock is the first one that Liz has ever touched, it just didn’t occur to me.
“You’re so big,” she says with wide eyes.
I smirk; every guy loves to hear their girl tell them they have the biggest cock.
“I’m not that big,” I tell her. I’m average at best I figure. Although as far as I’m concerned it’s not how big the equipment is, it’s how well you use it and I’ve been told I use mine particularly well.
“Have you got protection?” she whispers in my ear as she begins to stroke my cock.
“Y-Yes” I hiss.
Liz tugs my boxers completely off now leaving my cock standing proud for her.
She licks her lips as she studies it and I groan. “Fuck Beauty stop looking at me like that,” I warn her.
“Or what?” she asks.
“Or I’m going to do exactly what you ask” I warn her.
Her small hand encloses around me again and she begins to stroke me again. “That’s what I was hoping you would say,” she tells me. I meet her eyes and all I can see is certainty and I know in that instant that I’m about to make love to her.
I reach over to the bedside table for my wallet and pull a condom out. I always make it a point to carry some with me, you never know when your going to need it and I thank god that I have one on me now.
Out mouths come together as I remove the condom fro the packet and slide it on my cock. Liz tries to help but I quickly remove her hands, “if you keep touching me this isn’t going to last long,” I warn her.
She lays down then pulling me with her and I settle between her open thighs, my cock resting against her entrance. Liz moans at the contact.
I reach between us and I sink a few fingers inside of her and thrust them a couple of times to ensure that Liz is ready then I line my cock up at her opening and begin to slowly inch inside of her.
I close my eyes as her extremely tight pussy takes me in. “Are you ok?” I ask her just as I reach her barrier.
“Yes” she pants.
“This is going to hurt” I warn her as I pull back.
“Its ok” she assures me just before I surge back into her breaking her virginity.
“Ahh” Liz cries out and tears instantly fill her eyes.
“I’m sorry beauty” I apologise as I kiss every part of her face that I can touch.
I stay still to give her plenty of time to get used to me.
“I’m alright now,” she whispers.
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“Yeah don’t stop Max,” she pleads.
I feel her hips begin to move against me slightly so I pull back and gently thrust in. This time Liz moans and I can tell it from enjoyment and not pain so I continue this steady rhythm.
It isn’t long until I can feel my balls tighten and know I’m not going to be able to hold out too much longer. I look down at Liz, her eyes closed, her face flushed as she whimpers over and over again at how good it feels and I know that she isn’t even close yet.
I reach between us and rub her clit hoping to bring her over the edge before I do but it doesn’t work quickly enough and with a savage cry of her name, I come deep inside of Liz.
I fall on top of her exhausted, “I’m sorry,” I pant.
“What for?” she asks.
“You didn’t come” I say as I pull out of her and roll onto my back so that I can remove the condom. I flinch when I see the blood on the latex; I must have hurt Liz a lot more than she let on.
“I came before so it’s ok,” she tells me.
I discard of the condom in the trash can next to the bed before rolling over to my side and pulling her small frame against me. ‘but I wanted you to come around me” I whisper and she shivers at me words.
“I want that too,” she says. “So maybe we should try this again,” she says as she kisses me.
“Are you sure your up to that?” I ask worried.
“I want to” she tells me.
We caress each others body slowly. I tease Liz’s breasts until her breasts are aching before I gently rub her between her legs. At first, she whimpers but soon she’s weeping juices down her thighs.
“Do you have another condom?’ she asks as her hands plays with my cock which is hard again.
“Yeah” I reply, “But I have to get up because it’s in my suitcase,” I tell her.
I feel her eyes on my naked body as I walk to where I placed my suitcase. I remove a couple of condoms from the pack inside and placed them on the bedside table. A quick glance at the clock tells me its past eleven.
‘What time do you have to leave?” I ask her.
“Don’t worry about that right now,” she says reaching for me. “Just come back to bed and make me come”
I grin at her words. The Liz in my bed has definetely grown from the shy girl I met in a café two weeks ago.
This time I let her roll the condom on me and when she’s finished she straddles my lap.
“Can we try a few different positions?” she asks.
My eyes go wide and my cock twitches. “You want to? Sure” I tell her.
As soon as the words leave my mouth, she’s sinking down on my cock slowly. She winces when I first enter her body and she sit stills as she tries to get used to me. “It feels so different,” she tells me.
“It’s the angle, I’m inside of you a lot deeper,” I explain. “Do you feel ok?”
“Yeah” she nods.
She lets out a small giggle then, “What?” I ask. I don’t see what she would find so funny right now.
“I just never thought that I, Liz Parker, would be riding cock,” she says.
My eyes go wide at her expression. “Why not?” I ask.
“It just seems such a sexy thing to do and I’ve never really considered myself sexy” she shrugs.
I grasp her hips, lift her up my cock, and then guide her back down. We both moan.
“Well your riding my cock Beauty and believe me your sexy as hell doing it,” I whisper huskily as I cup her breasts.
Liz takes over then lowering herself up and down me over and over again. It feels so good. “You feel so good Liz, so hot and tight” I tell her.
“Oh Max” she moans.
When the rhythm isn’t enough anymore I help Liz move up and down me faster and all too soon she is throwing her head back as her walls contract about and she comes, hard, around my cock.
“Yes, Yes, Yes………MAX!!!” she screams.
I grin, male pride taking over. I roll us over then and rise to my knees between Liz’s thighs and pound in and out of her until my own orgasm hits me.
“Wow” Liz cries out as we collapse onto the bed together.
I chuckle as I tiredly remove the condom again.
“Is it always that good?” she asks me.
“Yes” I grin.
“Can we do it again?” she asks.
My eyes go wide. “Not yet beauty, I think little Max has had enough for the moment” I say gesturing to my flaccid cock, “and you must be really sore,” I say.
“It only hurts for a while then it just feels so good” she replies.
“I know but it will hurt like hell tomorrow and when you go to the toilet,” I tell her.
“Oh” she frowns.
We lay talking then about my departure. Liz agrees that a long distance relationship is stupid, especially at our age, so we agree that we’ll keep in contact as friends until Liz hopefully graduates and moves to New York for uni.
“I should get you home,” I say reluctantly. Its past 12 and I’m sure Liz is already in trouble for skipping out when grounded. “I don’t want you to get in trouble” I frown.
“It will be worth it,” she tells me. I grin at that.
I walk her the ten minute walk home then. “Come up?” she asks.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I tell her.
“Just to sleep” she says but I know as well as she does that neither of us will get any sleep if I come up with her. Luckily, I packed another condom in my wallet.
“You have to quiet,” I tell her. “No screaming out when you come,” I whisper huskily in her ear.
I feel her shiver again and I smile. “You’ll just have to find a creative way to keep me quiet” she replies with a devious smile.
“Hmm I can think of a few things to put in that hot little mouth,” I tease.
Liz’s eyes go wide. “You’d like that?” she asks assuming what I’m referring to.
I nod, “I’d like anything you would do to me” I say honestly.
She frowns a little then. “I wish we had more time”
“Me too” I agree.
She sneaks into the apartment then and I wait in the alley for her signal to climb up. It takes her five minutes and she assures me the coast is clear.
We lock her door before stripping of our clothes and after that, I proceed to make love to her all over again. We experiment with a few more positions during our third time and I know that Liz will barely be able to walk tomorrow. But she’s so turned on by what we’re doing to stop.
When the sun rises, I get out of her bed and re-dress. She’s fast asleep and I don’t want to wake her but I do because I can’t bear not to say good bye to her in person.
I write down my numbers and email address and leave them on her desk, and she promises to email me first thing with all her details too.
“I love you,” she admits as I kiss her for the final time.
I smile. “I love you too,” I admit.
I see a single tear fall down her cheek as I climb out her window; I know there are a few in my own eyes.
I’m sad as I make my way back to the hotel. I hate the thought of getting there because then I will shower and I will wash away the last parts of our night together.
When the car picks me up a few hours later to drive me to the airport, I feel sad. I came to Roswell New Mexico for one reason only and as I leave they’re seem like a million reasons to stay.
