[FM] Losing my virginity in a hijab

Hi! Me again! This follows on from my hijab BJ post ([part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/idj39v/fm_i_gave_my_first_ever_blowjob_in_a_hijab/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)), so be sure to read that if you want to know how we got to this stage.

The second time I met him after class was when it became clear he would take my virginity. I didn’t know much about what I liked, but I did know I liked confident, athletic men, and let’s face it – it was hard to get noticed as a 5’3″ Muslim girl in smart clothes and a hijab. The jocks didn’t go for girls like me, why would they? They had everything on display for them by the bimbo girls at college and they wouldn’t be able to see past them. So as class finished and he suggested grabbing Maccy D’s I was excited beyond my imagination. I think at that point we both knew what was about to happen but we didn’t talk about it. I really wanted to know if he’d brought protection, but couldn’t bring myself to be so forward, so we jumped in his car and went to the drive thru talking about everything other than sex.

We went back to the same spot on the moors to eat. It was a typical January day for our area, the rain lashing at the car windows, cold and windy – the chances of being seen were zero, not even dogwalkers were out. As we ate I watched him and felt that familiar tingle between my thighs, he even looked sexy wolfing down his second burger as I imagined what that mouth would do to my pussy. We finished and wiped up the grease and sat in silence as the rain continued to sweep across the moor – I think he said something remarkably lame in the end, like “We gonna do something or what?” and I wasn’t going to complain at his lack of charm at that point so I smiled, moved closer and we proceeded to make out. Some girls have it better at 18, and a small, steamed-up car smelling McD’s is not the most romantic setting, neither was his grease-laden kissing, but for a few minutes I suppressed the details and just enjoyed getting to express my passion and having those greasy, clumsy hands work their way into my bra and then into my already-soaked sensible pants. I wasn’t exactly dainty either as I unfastened his jeans and extracted his long pink cock from his boxers and began to jerk him, that long soft foreskin again peeling back to reveal his angry red teenage gland. As we kissed deeply and I felt his sheer bulk against my diminutive frame, his dry fingers pushing impatiently into my body slightly painfully, and his cock hardening in my hand, I just struggled to believe all this was for this mousey little Muslim goody-two-shoes….

He suggested we move to the back seat so we began the awkward process of squeezing between the seats as it was too foul to get out of the car. I went first and felt incredibly vulnerable and self-conscious as my trousers were around my knees and he got to inspect my wide ass up close, my pussy and asshole perfectly on display for him for one critical moment. I had shaved my fur into a thin landing strip and was smooth underneath – partly for him but also because of my religion. I actually quite like my pussy – its full, caramel coloured peachy outer lips and slightly protruding dark brown inner lips open up to reveal my tiny pink clit and tight entrance – but no-one had ever seen it before. It certainly appealed to him because as he squeezed through next, his cock was even harder and he sat down next to me with it visibly trembling as it poked out of his boxers and drops of thin, clear precum rolled down his shaft into the blonde hair of his balls. He pulled off his tshirt and got out of his jeans and boxers, and I finally got my hands on his wide athletic chest, hairless and toned, and those amazing abs with not an ounce of fat on them, all for me! He busied himself unbuttoning my shirt and after a fumbled attempt to unfasten my bra clasp he got his hot mouth on my soft, brown, slightly droopy C-cup boobs with their dark nipples like bullets under his tongue. I had to fuck him there and then and he appeared to read my mind, thankfully producing a condom and rolling it somewhat nervously over his erection as I removed the remainder of my clothes – minus, of course, my hijab as I knew it turned him on.

By this point, although it was clear no-one was around outside the car, I wouldn’t have cared if they were. The windows were totally fogged up so just our forms would have been visible, but as I straddled his legs and kissed him, my small brown hands on his powerful pecs, I felt so lucky and almost *wanted* to be seen, that this shy, studious girl was finally getting her moment. I was also incredibly nervous. I knew I could take his 6″ and my pussy was soaking wet, but I didn’t know if it was going to hurt – nothing that size had been inside me before. He placed a guiding hand on my hip, and placed his tip between my lips as I looked into his wide blue eyes trustingly. He nodded reassuringly and I began to lower myself onto him. I was right – I was so wet that his average girth was easy to take after the initial sharp intake of breath as the rim of his tip passed my lips – but the pain was slight and even quite nice. He encouraged me as I began to very gingerly fuck him, telling me I was doing well and it felt amazing for him, and little by little I began to adjust to his body and built up a rhythm – this was actually fun! It felt… amazing! His cock stretched me just the right amount and I lost my last inhibitions, as I stopped worrying about my boobs and belly jigging right in front of his eyes, my hijab brushing his face as I muttered swearwords at him; words I’d never used before – I told him his big cock felt fucking amazing in my tiny brown cunt and I felt him twitch and jump inside me. His beautiful body and the way he fit inside me so well and held me tenderly actually brought me to a small orgasm about 10 minutes in – I’m one of the lucky girls who actually experienced one on her first time – although it was very slight. He came into his condom a few minutes later, his handsome face contorting as I milked it out of him with my tight pussy muscles, immensely proud of myself.

I climbed off him and he pulled off the condom and knotted it, and we held each other and made out – I played with his wet, rapidly softening dick and held his balls and ran my fingers through that soft blonde pubic hair, feeling out bodies chill as the sweat dried enough to put our clothes back on. It might’ve been a clumsy fuck in the back of a smelly car but I don’t think I’d change the experience for anything.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifxg5b/fm_losing_my_virginity_in_a_hijab