I knew as I dressed in jeans, a polo and my best pair of sneakers that my date with Nova was going to be incredible. How could it not be? She mesmerized me just by existing. But I hadn’t known, as I checked my teeth at the last minute to make sure there was no food in them and spritzed on a spray of the cologne a saleslady at Sephora had recommended, that it was going to be the best night of my life.
“Oh.” Nova’s eyes widened as she digested the news.
I hated admitting I was a virgin. It was like a giant neon sign blinking over my head that read “nerd alert”.
My roommate Dirk had convinced me to go a strip club once. After about a third of a lap dance, I came in my pants. That was about the extent of my experience with women, unless kissing counted. I kissed Claire Kemp twice in high school.
“Yeah.” I sighed heavily, embarrassed.
“That’s ... kind of nice,” Nova said, a smile slowly spreading over her face.
Kind of nice? I didn’t think so. I furrowed my brow and asked, “How so?”
“Well, I mean ... are you waiting until marriage?”
“Not by choice,” I said with a laugh. “I’ve just never met anyone I wanted to ... who, you know, also wanted to.”
I pushed my glasses up on my nose, wishing we could talk about something else. Nova liked me—actually liked me—and I didn’t want to ruin it.
“Want to go get some sandwiches?” I asked. “I know of a great place.”
“What about me?” Nova asked.
“Well, of course, you too. I’m not going to just get a sandwich for myself.”
She laughed lightly. “No, I’m still on the other conversation. I’m asking you about sex. With me. Do you want to?”
I got hard and my throat went dry. What was the right thing to say? I didn’t want to say the wrong thing and ruin this. The most beautiful woman I’d ever seen was asking me if I wanted to have sex with her, and I was about sixty percent sure she wasn’t joking.
“Of course?” I said, clearing my throat. “But I mean, I respect you and just want to spend time with you. I don’t expect anything like that.”
“You’d enjoy it, though.” Her voice had a new, sultry note, and it was seriously sexy.
Think about anything else, Seth. Anything. Don’t come in your pants like a teenager. Think about ... the Pythagorean theorem. That’s not remotely sexy.
Nova put her hand on my thigh, and it felt like fireworks were exploding in my chest. This unbelievably amazing woman was into me. How could I be so lucky?
“We could always have dinner later,” she said sweetly, sliding her hand higher.
The sum of the squares on the legs of a right triangle is equal to the square on the hypotenuse. A2+B2 = C2.
“Unless you don’t want to,” Nova said, moving her hand away. “I didn’t mean to assume--”
“I want to!” The Pythagorean theorem disappears from my mind. “I just don’t want to disappoint you. Maybe I should read a book about it first.”
Nova laughed lightly and put her hand back on my leg. “You don’t need to do that, Seth. You’ve got me.”
“But I want to be good at it. I want you to enjoy it, too.”
Her eyes softened as she said, “I will.”
“But I don’t know--”
She put the tip of her index finger on my lips, silencing me. “Start by kissing me, Seth.”
My heart pounded harder than a drum. Nova wanted me to kiss her. I wasn’t going to question my luck. The timing, though ... that was another issue.
“Now? You mean now?”
She leaned toward me and I followed her cue, meeting her halfway. I gently touched my lips to hers, cupping her cheek in my hand. She moaned softly and parted her lips, her tongue brushing over mine. Her mouth was warm and sweet, and my whole body tingled with excitement and anticipation.
Within a minute, we were kissing deeper, both of us trying to press ourselves as close to each other as we could. The more I kissed her, the more I wanted. Reluctantly, I pulled back.
“My apartment’s not too far,” I said. “And my roommate is playing video games at a friend’s house, so he’ll be gone most of the night.”
Nova’s eyes sparkled and her lips were slightly swollen from our kisses. “So what are we waiting for then?”
I could hardly concentrate on driving. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined a woman like Nova would want to sleep with me. Somehow, I remembered to stop by a drug store, where I slid a bored clerk a $20 bill for a box of condoms and ran out of the store before she could even give me my change.
“Your eagerness is sexy,” Nova said with a smile as I pulled into my parking place at my apartment complex.
“Everything about you is sexy,” I said in return. “But I want you to know that if you change your mind, at any point, it’s okay. I want this to be something we both want.”
Leaning over and sliding her hand across my thigh, she said, “I definitely want it.”
When she touched my crotch, I groaned and willed myself not to come. But it was ... hard, so to speak, with a beautiful woman touching me.
“Oh my God,” she said, her mouth dropping open. “You’re enormous.”
I looked down at her hand, which looked small and delicate on my swollen erection. “Yeah, I ... I mean, if you don’t want to because I’ll hurt you, it’s okay.”
My hopes just came crashing down around me. I should have known a gorgeous woman like Nova wouldn’t want a bumbling virgin with an extra-large penis.
“Oh, Seth.” She smiled and cupped my cheek. “You just get cuter and cuter somehow.”
“Cute is better than nothing.” I shrugged, trying to hide my disappointment. “We could watch a movie instead if you want to.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Oh.” I sighed softly. “Do you want me to take you home?”
“I’d rather you take me inside so I can ride that massive dick for the next several hours.”
“Oh God.” I pictured my grandmother to keep myself from coming just from the sound of Nova’s words.
The next couple minutes were a whirlwind. Nova and I raced inside my apartment, and once inside, I wrapped her into my arms and we resumed our passionate kissing. I finally got to touch her soft hair and feel her warm skin.
Nova pulled my clothes off and my hands shook as I gently eased her shirt off, my heart racing at the sight of her breasts in a lacy white bra.
“You make me feel special by just ... looking at me,” she said, putting a palm on my bare chest.
“You are special, Nova. I couldn’t dream up a woman as amazing as you.”
Smiling, she took my hand and led me through my small living room.
“Which door?” she asked.
My bedroom was kind of a mess, with books and papers scattered across my desk and my bed unmade. Nova didn’t even look at it, though. Instead, her gaze stayed on me as she touched my shoulders and pushed me gently into a sitting position on the edge of the bed.
She took a couple steps backward then, reaching behind her back to unfasten her bra. My blood raced when I got my first look at her perfect, round breasts. She shimmied out of her pants and turned around playfully as she teased me by slowly sliding down her panties.
I’d died and gone to heaven. This was the most blissful moment of my life. Nova’s body was so beautiful, and she was showing it to me. Only me.
When she turned around and I finally saw all of her, I swallowed hard. All I wanted was to please her, but I didn’t know how. Porn hadn’t prepared me for an encounter with a woman I adored.
“Just relax and let me show you what to do,” she said softly, seeming to read my mind.
I nodded as she got down on her knees and tugged on the waistband of my boxers—the only piece of clothing I had left on. Raising my hips, I helped her get them down.
“Wow,” she murmured as my dick sprung out and pointed at the ceiling. “I’ve never seen one this big.”
She ran her tongue around the tip and a guttural sound escaped my lips.
“Nova, I can’t--”
“But I want the first time to be with you.”
She smiled and stood then, and I reached out and wrapped my hands around her waist, kissing her soft, beautiful stomach.
“Mmm, that feels good,” she said.
I kissed her slowly, moving across her stomach and then up to her breasts. Her sharp intake of breath when I kissed her breast made me pull back cautiously.
“Was that okay?” I asked.
“Yes.” She ran a hand through my hair. “It was more than okay. That sound means I like it, and please don’t stop.”
I’d do what Nova wanted for the next week straight if she let me. I kissed her breasts, her shoulders and her neck. Every inch of her was perfect.
“Lay back,” she whispered, moving to rip open the box of condoms.
I scooted back on my bed and laid down, closing my eyes and trying to think of something unsexy in hopes of lasting more than thirty seconds. My grandma’s skin condition came to mind. I tried to think of nothing but that, but when I felt Nova’s hand sliding a condom onto me, all rational thoughts were gone.
“Even the extra large condoms barely fit,” she murmured. “I’m a lucky girl.”
I was the lucky one, though. As Nova straddled me and slowly sank onto my length, I clutched the bedsheets and tried to hold on.
God, it felt so incredible. I’d never imagined it would feel this good.
Her breasts swayed as she started rocking back and forth, and I could already feel myself getting close.
“Nova,” I said, holding onto her hips and trying to stop her from moving. “I can’t--”
“Just enjoy it, Seth.” She put her hands over mine. “Don’t use your hands to stop me, use them to support me, okay? All I want is to make you come. It doesn’t matter when.”
I let out a ragged exhale as she started riding me again. She moaned, and it was all over for me. I groaned hard and she sank all the way down, making me come harder than I’d known was possible.
I felt boneless when it was over, spent in the best way. Nova kissed me and snuggled into my side.
“I just wish you could have enjoyed it, too,” I said, kissing her forehead.
She hummed with amusement. “Oh, don’t worry, I will. We’re just getting started, baby.”
Baby. Nova had called me baby. This was the most surreal, incredible night of my life.
It was just after five a.m. when Nova’s breathing had evened out enough that I thought it was safe to slide out of bed. We were out of condoms, and I was going to buy more.
I planned to let her sleep until she woke up, but if she woke up wanting more of what we’d been doing all night long, I wanted to be prepared. Getting off from sex was amazing, but it didn’t even compare to seeing her get off. I wanted to do it for her as many times, and in as many ways as I could.
I got some water from the fridge and made a piece of toast, then grabbed my car keys and headed for the door. I was about to open it when Dirk pushed it open instead.
“Hey, dude,” he said, yawning. “You want to go to IHOP?”
“I can’t. Nova’s in my room sleeping.”
Dirk snort laughed as he walked into our kitchen. “That woman you showed me a picture of, who looks like Taylor Swift?”
“Sure, bro. Megan Fox is in my room right now.”
“No, Dirk, Nova really is--”
“Holy shit.” Dirk’s eyes bulged and I followed his gaze across the room.
Nova was walking toward us, wearing my worn-out Mario and Luigi t-shirt. It was long on her, but even in an oversized shirt with a ripped collar, Nova looked like a goddess.
“Hey,” she said, leaning up to kiss me. “Good morning.”
“Morning.” I kissed the top of her head and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Nova, this is Dirk. Dirk, Nova.”
Dirk just stared, still not believing his eyes. I didn’t blame him—I still felt the same way myself.