This is gonna take a while to get to the sexy part. If you’re just interested in that, I’ll have a label in ALL CAPS RIGHT BEFORE IT STARTS.
In college, I worked at a toy store at the local mall. The job was boring but it paid for my food and alcohol for my junior and senior year.
I was the only guy in a store full of women. If someone needed help moving a display around the store, or they needed some tools that we didn’t have in the store, they called me. It was nice. I was like Hercules to these women.
Among them, two were married, two were engaged, and one had a boyfriend. Our boss was recently divorced and her mother, the assistant manager, was widowed. I’ve never been the type of person to knowingly go after someone who is in a relationship. With the pressure to make myself be desirable to them off, I actually made good friends with everyone.
Then Lynn was hired.
Lynn had just finished her first year of college and was barely nineteen, and she ticked off all of my boxes. She was short, about 5’1’’, and weighed no more than a hundred pounds, if that. She had her nose pierced and several tattoos (some of which I didn’t know about until later). Her fashion sense was out of this world. Every time I saw her, her outfit looked like she spent hours going through her wardrobe to find the perfect match. To say this girl was attractive would be an understatement. She was a god damn bombshell.
The first time we worked together, I was an awkward, bumbling mess. It was like I forgot how to talk. I had a hell of a time making conversation with her. I stuttered when I spoke. To see me, you’d think I’d never spoken to a girl before. I was trying hard to get Lynn’s attention, but she was completely disinterested in me. I left that night after we closed dejected, thinking I blew my chances with my dream girl.
Fast forward a few months. Lynn and I had gotten comfortable with each other, I thought. I’m no longer the stuttering mess I was when we first met, but I still got the feeling that she would rather be anywhere but in the same room as me. I voiced my concerns to one of our coworkers at the bar one Saturday night. She laughed at me when I told her I thought Lynn hated my guts.
“No you idiot,” she told me, “she thinks you’re cute too. She just doesn’t know how to act around you.”
Oh.
It took me all of three nanoseconds to have my phone out to drunk snapchat Lynn a picture of all of us at our booth. I immediately got a snap back from her of her laying in bed in a skin tight tank top and short shorts saying she wished she was old enough to join us. Our conversation continued through Snapchat until I asked what she was doing the next day. Then silence. I didn’t snap her again out of fear that I’d screwed it up or that I’d bug her, so I left it sit.
I woke up to a snap from her, saying she was free all day. We made plans for her to come to my apartment and watch a movie. When she got there I opened the door to a sight much like the one from her snaps the night before. She was wearing a blue tank top that clung to her body like cellophane. She had on a pair of gray and pink short shorts that barely covered her butt. Her hair was up in a high pony tail. All of the blood drained from my face and into my penis.
I showed her around the house, she met my dog, I offered her a beer, which she declined saying she only drank wine. Then I showed her something she’d never forget. The most impressive thing I have. She gasped when she saw it. Something so huge it would shame lesser men: my movie collection.
After marveling at the size of it, she dropped to her knees in front of it and went to town, her finger tracing the spines of each movie in search of the perfect one. She landed on The Conjuring. We put on the movie and she was immediately curled up in a ball. She told me she was terrified of scary movies. I, being a dumb guy, thought “well why did you pick it?”
HEY THIS IS WHERE THE SEX HAPPENS
So here’s what you’re here for right? The part where I sex her real good, right? Cool. So you know that part in The Conjuring where to mom is on the steps to the basement and the hands come out behind her and clap? Yeah that’s the part where she screamed, jumped, and buried her head in my chest. Really, she flipped completely and was practically laying on me. I was laughing, she told me to stop laughing at her, and lifted her head up. She was smiling. I may be oblivious to girls ninety nine percent of the time, but I knew what this meant. I kissed her. She kissed me back.
My hands went from her waist to her hips to her ass as we made out. Her butt was tiny, like the rest of her, but it was firm. I squeezed it and she let out a giggle. Fuck if that isn’t the sexiest thing. Still kissing me, she reached back to my hands and pulled them off of her ass and pinned them above my head, asking me what I was going to do now.
I showed her.
I flipped her over onto her back and pinned her arms down. My lips went from her lips to her cheek, from her check to her neck. Her legs kicked a little bit when first started on her neck. I opened my mouth and let my tongue touch her velvet skin. Then I bit her lightly. She let out a moan and fucking melted under me. I started kissing a trail from her neck to her stomach. When I got to her belly button, grabbed her tank top with my teeth and pulled up. I kissed her bare stomach and pulled her shirt the rest of the way off to reveal a plain black bra. I kissed my way back up to her breasts. I bit one through her bra. She sat up quickly and managed to get her bra off in one motion. I looked up at two perfect, firm A-cup boobs, her nipples perky and ready to be sucked.
My tongue swirled around one of her nipples. Her breathing started getting heavier. I grabbed her other boob and squeezed it. I pinched her nipple as I softly bit the other one. Her breathing became moans as my mouth closed around her hard nipple and sucked. She grabbed the sheets so hard a corner came undone.
When both of her nipples had been taken care of, I crawled down to her shorts and looked up at her. She gave me a nod and I pulled them down to reveal a pair of black panties that matched her bra. I kissed along her thighs until I reached her vagina, then I kissed around it. I could fucking smell how excited she was. Her panties were soaked with her juices. As I peeled them off, I noticed that she had shaved just before she came over, something I’m not normally into but in that moment was the sexiest thing. She was so fucking soft.
I stuck my tongue out and licked her pussy for the bottom to the top and then back down again. I paid attention to her lips and licked around them. I was purposefully avoiding her clit for the time being, trying to tease her as much as I could with little flits to it every now and then. Every time her legs would buck. I slid a finger into her pussy. She sat up and moaned. With my other hand, I pushed her stomach and made her lay down. Again. With a come hither motion from one finger, I put my thumb on her clit and gently rubbed it in small circles. Her moans were driving me crazy. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wiped my mouth off and kissed her on the lips, telling her I needed to fuck her. She grabbed my face and looked me dead in the eye and said “I’m a virgin.”
Oh.
“I want you,” she told me, “but I need you to go easy on me.”
No problem. She lifted my shirt off while I took off my pants. I pulled a condom out of my night stand and slid it on my penis. I’m a fairly average guy in the size department, like as average as they come, so when I tell you she was right, I fucking mean it. I got on top of her and slid just the head in. I pumped in and out of her softly, each time working myself a millimeter deeper than before. When I was about halfway into her she moaned “ow.” I stopped to ask if she was okay, but before I could say anything she told me “keep going. I like the pain.” I started pumping a little faster this time until I was fucking her with my full length, slowing down a little each time I heard what I thought was pain. Finally, she put her hand on my chest and told me she wanted to change positions.
I pulled out of her and she flipped on top of me. My hands ran the gamut of her body from her face to her ass as she slid me back into her. When I was balls deep into her, she sat there and rocked back and forth on me. I tried to thrust my hips up a little more but she put her hand on my chest again. “No. Don’t move. This is for me.” Her hips rocked back and forth faster and faster. She was picking up the pace and bouncing her ass up and down gently on me. I tried to hold it but I could feel myself being pushed over the edge. There was no stopping it. I was coming. I grabbed her hips and pushed myself as deeply inside her as I could as I came.
We lay there together for a while, neither of us moving or talking. Finally she rolled off of me and kissed me. We talked in my bed for a few more hours until she decided she was ready to go home. We saw a lot of each other behind our coworkers back for a few months after that.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8n687o/the_one_where_i_took_her_virginity_mf
Very hot story!!