Losing my Virginity [M/F] [virgin] [fantasy]

N.B. This is my first story I’ve written as I’ve just starting writing. If it gets a good reaction then I’ll make a part 2!!

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I stared at myself in the mirror. This is a moment I’d been waiting for for a long time. I didn’t know how it would eventually play out but I knew this would be one of my possibilities. It was the evening before my 21st birthday. I’d made a deal with myself that if I hadn’t lost my virginity by the age of 21, this was how I was going to lose it. So I’d prepared
myself. I’d just had a hot, steamy shower and the warm massaging of the water over my body was enough to get me in the mood. I’d had my pussy waxed cleanly so it was now silky soft and by looking at it in the mirror I could see my tiny pink slit poking out between my thighs. I looked at my perky nipples pointing out over my small smooth breasts. They’d poke right through my dress. The dress I’d chosen for tonight was a classic little black dress. It hugged my curves and made me look elegant when paired with my black heels and nude jacket. My hair hung in loose chocolate curls down to my waist. I hoped he liked what he saw. At 9pm exactly, ready to go, I anxiously peered out of the window. Sure enough there was a sleek black Mercedes pulled up outside. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse and headed out.

I’d read the instructions clearly. I was to get in the back of the car and place my blindfold over my eyes and answer the questions honestly. I’d then be asked at the end of the interview when we arrived our destination if I was sure I wanted to go through with this. The car was luxurious on the inside. In front of me sat a tall glass of champagne and a silk blindfold. I placed it over my eyes to ensure I wouldn’t see where we were going.

‘Alessandra Edwards is it?’ asked a voice coming from the drivers seat.
‘Yes.’ I replied, taking a gulp of champagne to ease my nerves.
‘Okay. Can you confirm your age, height, weight and cup size please?
I took another sip and crossed my long legs.
‘I’m 20. I’m 5’11 and I weigh 130lbs. And I’m a B cup’
‘Thank you Miss Edwards. Now, are you on any form of contraception?’
‘Yes. I’m on the pill.’
‘Excellent. Next I’m going to have to ask you some questions about consent. We care about your safety and well-being so please give your honest answers to these questions. Remember, you’ll get paid either way.’
I poured the remainder of the cold fizz down my throat.
‘Okay I’m ready.’
‘Miss Edwards, do you give consent for oral sex, both giving and receiving?’
‘I do.’
‘And do you give consent for full penetrative sex, vaginally and anally?’
‘I do.’
‘Do you give your consent to be handled roughly in a way that may cause pain.’
I paused at this one. I’d thought about it a lot. Although I was a virgin, I’d watched enough porn of girls being spanked until they’re red raw with tears streaming down their face. And I’d wished that was me.
‘Yes.’
‘How about in a way that might be verbally degrading or humiliating?’
I was being a slut tonight, so I might as well have someone call me as such.
‘I give my consent for that.’
‘And finally…how do you feel about being presented with a fantasy and asked to play along?’
I was living out my personal fantasy. I saw nothing wrong with this.
‘I’d like that.’
‘And you’re 100% sure you want to go through with this?’
‘100% sure.’
‘Wonderful, thank you for your cooperation Miss Edwards. We’re not too far away now.’
The rest of the journey was silent. My mind ran over all the possibilities that might happen. I was in a steamy daydream and jumped a little when the car stopped and my door was opened for me. The cold air from outside hit me and I felt my nipples stand to attention and tiny goosebumps form up my arms. The driver found my hand as I kept my blindfold folded over my eyes.
‘This way please.’
He lead me along until eventually we reached a door where the warmth immediately hit me and brought a flush to my cheeks.
‘You may take off your blindfold now’.
I removed it to reveal a dimly lit seating area. It reminded me of the kind you might find in a modern, expensive hotel lobby. I handed my blindfold over.
‘This is where I leave you Miss Edwards. Please head through that door down the corridor. I’ll be here to take you home later. Please enjoy.’
I looked around. There was a huge, heavy set of double doors in the direction he’d pointed in. The butterflies flitted in my stomach. I hadn’t come this far to quit now. This was it. I confidently strode over to the doors. And gave a clear knock. After a moment the door opened. And there he was.

I don’t know what I’d expected. In truth I had probably been expecting someone older. Maybe someone even a bit creepy. But this man was far from that. He must have been mid-30s. He was wearing a white shirt and plaid trousers that he wore so well they must have been tailor-made for him. He was clearly an athlete. The big business type that hit the gym every day. His long black hair hung in curtains over his faces and his beard had been trimmed to perfection, leaving a sharp stubbly line tracing his hard jaw. And his smell. He had a woody, manly scent accompanied by a clean, expensive aftershave. His dark eyes locked with my big, bright eyes, outlined with delicate cat-eye wings.
‘I’ve been waiting for you Alessandra.’ He said smoothly.
‘What shall I call you?’ I asked shakily.
‘You’ll call me sir.’
I felt my pussy moistening. This was already turning me on. I wondered what his cock would be like. I guess I was going to find out.
‘Would you like a drink?’ He added.
I wasn’t a huge drinker. The champagne combined with the nerves had gone to my head a bit and I started to feel hot. But I needed to loosen up a bit.
‘I think I’ll have a glass of champagne please.’
He wandered over to a glistening bottle of champagne and popped the cork with ease. He handed me a glass and beckoned me to sit down on the sofa with him.
‘So…my first question is, how are you still a virgin? I couldn’t believe my luck when I saw your profile on the website.’
‘Well…’ I paused. Should I answer honestly? Or should I show him that he made the right choice. If I was going to do this, I was going the whole way with my fantasy.
‘I’m a virgin because I was waiting to be fucked by you sir.’
He gave me a smirk and placed one of his huge hands on my thigh. Once again I felt the wetness of my pussy.
‘That’s a good girl.’
I purred from his compliment and took a glance at his lips. The next thing I knew I was leaning in until I could taste his sweetness. Our tongues found eachother and our kisses became more and more desperate. Suddenly, his huge hand had gripped itself around my tiny throat. He stood up, dragging my face up by my neck and looking down into my eyes.
‘Now, i want you to turn around and walk over to the table. Go.’
He released my throat and I went and stood in front of the huge wooden dining table. He came towards me and I could see the bulge beginning to press against his trousers. He grabbed a handful of my dress in both of his hands and grunting, gave a strong yank. The dress ripped in two and fell to the floor, so I was standing there in only my tiny thong and heels, my milky breasts exposed to him. His hand rose to my neck again, but this time more gently. His other hand found the curve in the small of my back and he began to brush his lips against my neck. Slowly, he laid me down on the dining table, so that my legs were hanging off of the edge. My breathing quickened. He leant over me and grabbed my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He circled them, hardening them even more. He traced his finger down until it was teasing my stomach and caressing my inner thigh.
‘Have you even been finger fucked virgin?’ He asked huskily.
‘No sir’. I replied
‘Well then, I hope you’re ready’.
With this he gripped the sides of my panties and slowly pulled them down my legs. He held them to his nose and inhaled.
‘Fuck, you smell so good’.
He ran his fingers over the outside of my pussy, sending waves of wetness down there. He then used his fingers to part me and placed his thumb over my clit. He slid his sticky fingers over the clit slowly at first but then began to build up his speed and pressure. I couldn’t help the moans from escaping me. I was in blissful heaven. I began rocking my hips against his fingers. This was almost a million times better than I could ever imagine. I could feel an orgasm building. My legs started to shake.
‘Please sir, fuck me with your fingers’ I managed to gasp.
‘No. I want my cock to be the first thing that stretches out your tight pussy. But I’m desperate to taste you.’
I groaned just as he got down on his knees. He gripped my calves with his arms and buried his face in my soaking wet cunt. His moist, warm tongue found my clit immediately and he began to lick and suck it rhythmically. I was no longer just moaning but screaming ‘Yes! Yes! I’m gonna cum!’
My hand gripped his hair and locked his face deep into my pussy. The orgasm waved over me and I shook violently, the juices spilling out of me. He stood up and wiped his mouth with his sleeve and ripped off his shirt.
‘Good girl. It’s my turn now.’ he threatened as his unbuckled his belt. As he pulled down his pants, his cock sprung out. My mouth fell open and my hand instantly reached for my throbbing pussy. It wasn’t only long but it was thick and wide. Bigger than anything I’d seen in any videos.
‘Your cock is so big’ I said, unable to hold myself back.
‘I’m going to fuck you in all of your virgin holes with it. Spread your legs. I want to see your face when I destroy your pussy.’
I obeyed. I stretched out my legs straight and held them in the air so he had the perfect view of my naked hole. I then split my legs wide open for his demand. He held his massive shaft in his hand and being to rub it, making it rock hard. His paused his cock over the entrance of my wet hole, used my juices to lubricate himself and held it in position.
‘Tell me what you want me to do.’ He said.
‘I want you to fuck me’.
‘You can do better than that.’
‘I want you to fuck me hard and make me scream.’
‘More.’
I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. Every word out of his mouth was bringing a new wave of wetness. I looked up at him.
‘I want you to fuck me in every hole until I’ve been filled up with your cum and I’m begging you to stop.’
‘Good girl.’
This was all he needed. He pushed himself into me and I felt the walls of my cunt tighten around him.
‘Oh my fucking god. You’re so tight.’
I could barely breathe. He hadn’t even fit his whole cock in yet and it felt like he was tearing me in half. I gripped so tightly around him and it felt like I was being touched in places I’d never felt before. He pushed and pushed until his balls brushed against my ass. I was completely full up. His cock was so deep inside my tiny frame that I could see it pushing up against my stomach. He groaned as he began to pulse in and out, powerfully thrusting into me every time. I was already going to cum again. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure through my body. I even enjoyed the pain. He gripped my ankles and held my legs wide open. My body was already glistening with sweat.
‘I’m cumming again!’ I announced in a fluster.
With this he began slamming his huge cock into me, rubbing it firmly against my g-spot. An unfamiliar feeling washed over me. Instead of the build-up of a normal orgasm that I gave myself, this one gave me the feeling that I was gripping on to something too tightly and I needed to let it go. He knew what he was doing.
‘Cum for me you little whore.’
He gave one huge, heavy thrust into my tiny, wet pussy and then pulled out. As he did this I released and I felt myself cum like I’d never cum before. I sprayed my juices all over him.
I didn’t even know that squirting was real.
‘Have you ever squirted before?’ He asked, slightly breathless.
‘No sir.’
‘And did you enjoy it?’
‘Yes sir.’
‘You’re not a virgin anymore. The next one won’t be as gentle.’
My heart pounded. I wanted more. I looked at his glistening cock, soaking wet from my cunt. I needed to taste it. I wanted to take it deep in my throat until I choked. I slid off the table. Standing with my heels on I was nearly as tall as he was. I looked into his eyes.
‘I’m going to get on my knees now. I want you to choke me with your cock.’
His eyes widened. Maybe he wasn’t expecting me to be so forward? Had I messed up? Did he want me to be acting like his sub? Or did he like that I knew what I wanted. He answered my question for me when he kissed me lightly on the lips and began pulling me towards another room. In this room was a huge bed, with a mirrored ceiling. He went and sat on the edge of the bed. I followed and got to my knees on the floor in front of him.
‘Show me what you can do.’

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