[MF] Lost my virginity in New York City!

I’m a 25 year old woman. I moved to NYC area in this week for my higher education. In India, I haven’t had any relationship as I was living with my conservative extended family. So being a virgin, I decided to lose it as the first to do thing here.

I created an Okcupid account yesterday, stating that I’m looking for a hookup. I received several messages from good looking guys. Being extremely shy, I didn’t know how to suggest a date, so we kept on discussing other stuff. Then I got another message. It was from Dylan; a 30 year old black guy from Bronx area. He was 196cm tall, which immediately attracted my attention. We chatted for a bit, and eventually we started flirting with innuendos. We decided to make something happen quickly. First Dylan suggested to visit his place, but as I was new to the area, he agreed to meet for drinks in the evening near the university area.

I couldn’t really believed myself. I lived in a culture even frowned on kissing, and here in NY, I’m meeting some stranger explicitly for sex. In the evening, I met him outside a bar that he had suggested. We went into the bar and ordered some drinks, chatted for a bit about India and New York. After a drink apiece, we decided to go. Dylan led me next door to a hotel where he said he booked a room for us. I followed him as we continued to chat. I noticed the bulge in his pants as we made our way to his room.

Once we were in his room, Dylan wasted no time, reaching to pull me into a kiss. We continued to make out for a few minutes. After caressing each other and enjoying the closeness for some time, we laid back on the bed, his hands caressing my thighs and working his way up to my panties. Dylan slipped my panties to the side, and sank his fingers into my vagina, making me moan. Both of us were locked in a passionate embrace, trying to pleasure each other, with our hands. I was rubbing his already rock-hard cock through his pants and then I took it out.

I felt sparks flying when my fingertips touched his penis. I wrapped fingers around the first penis I has ever touched in my life. Then I started sliding my fingers, along the length, up and down. Dylan pulled me in and wrapped his arms around me. I kept pumping his shaft with my hand and I enjoyed the warmth of his body while being intoxicated by his manly scent.

I tried my best to control my moans. Dylan grabbed my face and kissed me hard, sealing his sensual lips with my own, pushing his tongue through my teeth and finding my tongue to dance with. Our moans got muffled by our sealed lips. My loins responded and started secreting wetness to ease the sliding of his fingers. When his penis started to throb strongly, Dylan stopped my hand from pleasuring him anymore.

We quickly undressed each other, and I positioned myself on the bed and invitingly spread my thighs, offering more space for him who was already positioning his hips between mine. I took his face in my hands to etch his face into my memory. Then he descended his face onto my breasts. I drew in my breath when his warm and wet mouth enveloped my erected nipple. I hugged his head and tried to feed more of my soft breast into his mouth and Dylan spent few minutes nibbling my nipples, making me more aroused.

I let him enjoy the sight of my hairy opening as he rubbed my cock against it for a bit, teasing me with the head of his penis. Dylan made sure to slip on a condom before he thrust his hip forward. I arched my back, closed my eyes, grabbed onto his shoulders and cried out, “OH MY GOD!” in pain mixed pleasure. Before venturing further into my wet tightness, he waited for me to open eyes and made sure I was alright and consenting.

Then Dylan started stretching and remolding my walls to suit me his penis. For a moment, his gaze was lost on the swing of my chest as he introduced his thick shaft to me, inch by inch. I wrapped my hands around his neck and hugged him hard, celebrating the feeling of my walls stretching around a new unknown penis for the first time. Dylan started slowly at first, giving me more time to adjust to the thickness of his penis. It was a slow and steady, yet intense sex that both partners engaged with overwhelming enthusiasm. I loved the sight of his penis thrusting into my inviting, warm depths. Thanks to the slow movements and self-control, he had well past the time amount I was thinking he would stay hard.

Dylan knew how to please a woman well. He was using time and effort to rub and push against sensitive points on my squeezing walls while we were staring into each other’s eyes. Sometimes he varied the length he fed into me in each thrust, creating the illusion that I was having sex with several guys. Dylan occasionally buried his face in my neck, letting the breath of his grunts hit my ear while closely listening to mine. Our bodies rubbed against each other and our combined sweat. With closed eyes, I held onto him with my arms wrapped around his neck and moaned in ways that even surprised myself.

After several minutes, I felt the brewing of an orgasm. Feeling my walls grab and throb against his penis, Dylan changed his thrusting to favor depth. I spread my thighs as much as I could to aid his efforts and I humped back at him. After a momentary silence that gave way to the sound of wet slapping, the small room shook from a loud mixture of a moan and a scream which came out of my parted lips. Seeing this Dylan lost all control, started thrusting deep into me, and every time he thrusted in, instinctively, I moved my hips to meet the thrusts, and moaned out my pleasure.

The second orgasm was even better that the first. Lost in passion, my whole body started to tremble and spasm from overloading of sensors. After a moment Dylan told me he was going to cum. I didn’t know what to tell him as it was my first time. He moved up beside me and unloaded all of his cum onto my breasts, splashing across my belly.

From the intense session, both were breathing hard and covered in sweat. I couldn’t believe what had happened; I loved every second of it. There was no regret. With a satisfied sigh, Dylan rolled off of me. We spent the after-glow of our satisfying sex trying to perfect the technique of kissing. We were drenched in sweat and sexual fluids, making our bare skin slip and slide against each other; instead of repulse, I actually found something erotic about it.

We got down from the bed; we desperately needed a good bath in the shower to clean ourselves from the residue of our love making. At the shower, I pulled him into the water stream. When I hugged him, he got stiffened again. We took a bath together, washing each other, kissing, sharing laughs, smiles, and occasional words; a moment of intimacy and bonding.

Then we returned to the bed. Dylan spooned me from behind and I was blushing like a newly deflowered bride on my wedding night. I offered him a wider smile, planted a small kiss on his lips, while whispering, “Thank you”. Then I turned and laid my head on his chest while placing one of my hands on his cheek, and a leg over his still wet but deflated penis. In response, Dylan slid an arm under my head and cradled me to his body, offering the warmth and affection.

We cuddled and talked for a bit before getting dressed. He ordered dinner and we had dinner together because we are starving and need energy. After that, he walked me to the hotel entrance and kissed me goodnight.

It was the most pleasurable and thrilling experiences ever happened in my life. I was only looking for a hookup focused on physical pleasure without any long term commitment, but now I feel like I’m falling for him. It’s 1.30AM now, and I’m not sure if I should talk to him in the morning or forget him only as a one time hookup.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/834t5s/mf_lost_my_virginity_in_new_york_city