Day 34 of 100 NSFW Experiences – [MF] How I lost my virginity, my story.

School was out, college was over. Exams completed.

Every teenager, at this point in their life, balances infinitely between childhood and adulthood. Old enough drive a car, old enough to fuck, old enough to make some serious choices about their future, but still young enough to doubt their choices, feelings and desires.

For Guendolen at least, the transition into adulthood had begun. The next 8 weeks were completely empty for her to fill how ever she chose. The possibilities endless. Her mind buzzed with the things she hoped she would experience; late nights, and late mornings still in bed, booze filled nights out with friends, long walks and meaningful conversations about the future.

That all sounded simply perfect, except she had the complication of the “boyfriend” now. He just took up so much of her time. Although, he wasn’t without certain benefits.

The pressure he was putting her under to come to his house every day was intense. The relationship had progressed from a casual interaction, to a daily summoning. Whilst initially she didn’t see a problem with this, and quite enjoyed the fixation he had with her, it soon became clear that perhaps her time was being too monopolised by him. It was strange however that it somehow became a necessary evil to see him every day. If she didn’t, her equilibrium was off. Almost like an addiction was forming. If she didn’t hear from him, she’d worry, and if he contacted her too much, it annoyed her.

Despite this, the relationship was beginning to have a possessional feel. She wasn’t sure that the way things were going, were entirely right. Her friends had warned her that this wasn’t normal, and she should still see them and not change her social activities. But, little by little, her new normal was all about him, his needs and his desires.

He was always putting her under pressure to do sexual things. This was a completely new experience for her as she was relatively naive and fairly inexperienced in the ways of a mans desire for a womans body.

She had always received attention from boys from an early age at school, most likely driven by her early physical development, which had left her with a substantially sized chest; a curvaceous figure, and a cheeky smile to boot. She, for some, was the ideal school girl first fuck.

Guendolen and the boyfriend had met at college. He seemed to make a by-line for her – singling her out amongst a crowd of many. The attention was flattering, and she was curious about where this liaison could lead her. He made her feel desired. Who wouldn’t want that.

The things that he was asking her to do, the sexual things, were uncomfortable. They were things she didn’t feel ready to do. These sexual things, should have felt completely natural, but her nerves made her stomach churn and lurch each time he suggested they spend some time alone together. So much so that she would involuntarily vomit before each encounter. She didn’t consider herself to have an eating disorder, she wasn’t purging the contents of her stomach voluntarily, it just sort of “happened”. However, once she had vomited, she felt amazingly confident, like she could do all the things that he wanted her to do, without any fear.

Despite the overwhelming feeling that she would be sick each time he touched her, she was pretty sure that this was the guy that she would loose her virginity too. It seemed almost necessary to have sex by a certain age, whether you were ready for it or not. Everyone was doing it. She was very conscious that she was not doing it, and did not wish to be considered weird.

That evening, she agreed to stay the night, and had amazingly so far, got out of doing anything sexual. Excuses were running thin, too tired, feeling sick, headache, etc etc, but she knew the pressure from him would eventually make her do something uncomfortable. The morning arrived, and the expectation from his perspective was intense and no longer a choice.

He wanted her to take off her nightie, and show him her whole body. She didn’t want to. The thought of showing herself to someone else, overwhelmed her. She was embarrassed of her body, reluctant even to look at her own form in the mirror, let alone show it to someone else.

She was a good looking girl, but her confidence levels were at zero. Her hair was neat and well groomed, she had a beautiful hour glass figure, almost out of her time. Curvaceous hips, and a strong physique, with full breasts for someone of that age and a very pretty little pussy, well groomed and untouched by anyone but herself.

He held her hand, and moved it to his groin, insisting that she felt how hard he was. He was clear, and insistent, that he wanted her to make him cum. She really didn’t want to, and the thought of doing that to him made the contents of her stomach rise. But, she knew that she had to move past this, if she was to be considered part of the group of people that were having sex. She wanted to be in that group, it felt important.

He started to put his hands up inside her night dress, and push up her clothing so he could see her breasts. In her head, she protested, but knew secretly, this was what she wanted. She wanted him to touch her, she wanted to get this “first time” out of the way.

He was rough with her, and full of desire. The night of waiting for her to be ready had almost reached an unbearable point for him. He grabbed her night clothes, pulled them off over her head, and threw them to one side. He instantly started playing with her nipples with his mouth, almost biting, pulling at them hungrily. She grabbed his hair, and pushed his face harder into her breasts.

The sensation took her completely off guard. She felt her pussy pulse between her legs, her muscles contract, her weight shift from side to side as she tried to cope with the feelings of desire she was experiencing.

She wanted him now. She was ready. It was now or never, and it was clear that he wanted her.

He hurriedly removed his t-shirt, pausing to kiss her forcefully, only to break off, and begin to remove the rest of his clothing.

He paused briefly, and took a step back, drawing breath, to look at her in all of her nakedness. His eyes darting from shoulder tip, to breasts, to navel. He grabbed her hand and put it directly on his hard throbbing cock. Moving his hand with hers, to show her what she needed to do.

She was fascinated by this. The feelings of stroking him, watching as they moved with their hands together, made her insanely aroused. Her eyes were wide at the sight of what was before her, she was almost transfixed by it, and hungry for it to be inside her.

Completely taking her by surprise, he spun her around, and knelt. His eyes now at the level of her arse. He traced the curve of her hips with his hands, working his way down to her bottom, cupping it with his hand, squeezing and caressing her soft youthful skin.

She could hear his breathing change, and quicken. She felt every skin cell on her body change, to be hypersensitive to his touch as his hands moved on her skin. She moved her neck and head constantly, as if to try and see what was happening behind her, but he held her firmly in place, making sure he got what he wanted. He kissed her arse cheeks, grabbing and holding them firmly, eventually pushing his hand between her legs to see how ready she was for him.

He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like forever. Her reluctance, he was sure, was just nerves and inexperience. He felt as if he could turn her though, make her want him, make her want more of him if he played this right.

He had been edging for days, in anticipation of this. Nothing would beat the feeling of the eventual sexual release, the prolonged build up, resulting in the explosion of ropes of cum inside her, he knew he wouldn’t last long inside her young, beautiful pussy.

He moved her, so she was lying down in front of him. He could see her pussy lips, god her lips….., so wet, smooth and beautiful.

She was wet, but getting her wetter was his goal, she had to be soaked to make her first time with him unforgettable. Although he wanted to just fuck her tight young virgin cunt, to take her then and there. The primal urge almost overwhelming him.

In that moment, it was just him and her. He needed to make her orgasm, maybe it was his ego, or his desire to own her, or this perfect pussy, he just needed to fuck her, to make her feel amazing, so she’d keep coming back for more.

He crawled up over her naked body, finding her mouth, kissing her, twisting his tongue around hers, pressing his hard cock against her wet pussy. Moving further down, finding her erect nipples. Her nipples were beautifully pink, and pale, her areola’s soft and perfectly in proportion. Perfect for circling with his tongue, flicking them, twisting them with is teeth, listening to her body respond, she was almost ready for him, he could sense it, his cock could feel it, her wetness was all over him, soaking him.

She didn’t know what was going on. She had gone from a shy, unsure woman, to a fidgeting, wriggling horny wet mess. What the fuck was happening to her? Was this how it was supposed to go? When could she get that throbbing cock of his inside her, he seemed to be taking forever, and Oh My God, she wanted it. So fucking badly.

The sensation of his mouth on her tits, oh… it was…. Just so…. Perfect. She arched her back, almost begging for his cock to somehow slip inside of her, it was insane how much he had built her up for this. She had to have him. She could feel how hard he was, how he sometimes pulsed his cock against her pussy, and now, his hand, moving down to touch her, to rub her insanely swollen clit, she wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer, she was afraid she would just cum there and then. She could feel his finger, gently at first, rubbing and circling her clit, making the sensation build between her legs; she felt it deep inside her hole too, fuck…. She was begging him to let her come. She heard the words come out of her mouth, unsure if she’d actually said them out loud. But she had, and he’d heard every word.

Thats what he wanted to hear, he wanted her to beg him, beg him to put his huge hard cock in her throbbing wet teen pussy.

He knew he couldn’t last much longer either. It was now or never, he had to do it. He spoke to her, and told her what he was going to do, and she nodded, telling him to hurry up and fuck her, to hurry up and put his cock in her pussy for fuck sake.

With one swift, smooth movement, he pushed himself into her, finding her hole in one easy movement, sliding in and out, repeatedly, building and fucking the orgasm out of himself into her. He could feel her start to tighten around him, her muscles flexing, making her tighter and tighter, he couldn’t hold back much longer, but he wanted her to cum, to know what it felt like to cum with his cock inside of her.

She felt as if the world had disappeared, the moment he pushed into her. She closed her eyes, threw her head back, and melted, her body fitting perfectly around him, hitting a spot inside that just made her shudder with each thrust. She knew she was about to cum, she could feel the build up, and in a second, she lost control, and felt her body start to pulsate around him, her hips thrusting around his cock, taking what she needed from him, fucking him, using him…. She was loud, and she didn’t care who heard. This was fucking amazing. What the fuck was she scared of? This was electric. He told her he was going to cum in her, and she wanted it, she wanted him to fill her up, to push into her pussy hard so she could feel him explode inside of her. She opened her eyes, and watched him, in his moment of pure pleasure and complete sexual relief, fucking her pussy, cuming in her, looking straight into her eyes, like it was just him and her in the whole world, making a lasting connection, and sinking into an exhausted ecstasy, not knowing where arms ended and legs began.

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