My new boyfriend (24m, together about a week) went out for a double date with my best friend and his best friend. We played pool and drank beer, each couple against each other. He “helped” me with the cue stick when I “needed” it, and when it wasn’t our turn, held me by wrapping his arms around me with my back to him. He kissed me sweetly, and at one point, whispered in my ear, asking me to spend the night with him. I had planned on spending the night with my best friend, but tonight I was really tempted.
I had a boyfriend in high school to early college, together about 4 years. We had fooled around, but he was emotionally abusive and pushy, and I didn’t want to lose it to him. My new boyfriend was really hot, and really kind. He always treated me with respect.
At the end of playing pool, my friend and I went to the bathroom and I told her I was planning on going home with him. “You’re going to lose it!!!” We had been friends for 6 years, and she loved “corrupting” me, a sheltered, raised to follow all the rules, religious girl. I was starting to not be that girl anymore.
Back at the apartment M shared with his cousins, we made out from the front door to his room. He unzipped my hoodie and guided me into his bunk bed (yes, a bunk bed…looking bed this wasn’t super hot ;) ) next to him. We made out for a bit…he was *such* a good kisser. His hands roamed over my shirt and bra. He was the hottest guy I had kissed, and I wanted to have sex with him so bad. I had been wet since he asked me back to his place when we were playing pool.
At some point between increasingly-sloppy kisses, he pulled back and looked at me deeply in the eyes. He knew I was a virgin. His hand grazed the crotch of my jeans, making me ache with horniness. “Should I get a condom?”
My mind whirled. I wanted to scream “Yes!”, but I had also been raised in a very conservative family where it was expected that I’d remain a virgin until my wedding night. This was wild and new to me. In my head, I excused away my “yeah, I think so” response as “well, he doesn’t actually have to go in me. He can just get it and we don’t have to use it.” But I knew that was a lie.
He crawled over me to get a condom from his dresser across the room, and I awkwardly laid there completely unsure of what I was doing. I wanted him, but also was nervous about not having any experience (and him being experienced), and not wanting it to be a disappointment to him.
He laid next to me to sweetly and asked me again if I was ok with going ahead with this. I kissed him hard, and pulled him on top of me. I felt his cock hard under his pants, pressing against my crotch. I pressed my hips up and into his, he grinded against me. His hands wandered down and pulled my shirt over my head. He paused for a moment, looking at my breasts in my white lacy bra. He fondled them firmly, squeezing and massaging just the way I liked. His mouth found my nipples after unclasping my bra, and I worked on unbuttoning my jeans and wiggling them down.
M helped me pull them down over my butt, and threw them on his floor with a smirk. I had a lacy pink thong that he admired from sitting between my legs. His fingers traced down from my breasts to my pubic hair, pulling my thong down as me went. He lifted my legs one at a time as he peeled my thong off, tossing it on the floor next to my jeans.
Next off were his clothes, and I admired his 6-pack. He was a delivery driver, and his job was essentially his workout. Hottest guy I’ve ever had the privilege of kissing. And he wanted me?? I was in disbelief. I had a nice body; 5’6” and 135, with 32DDD breasts, but I still felt like the luckier one.
My tummy twinged with excitement and butterflies as he tore open the condom and rolled it on himself. Once it was on, he laid on his side next to me and fingered me gently. Before adding a second finger, he asked if I was doing ok and I enthusiastically moaned a “yes” through a sloppy kiss on his mouth. His fingers dipped inside me, sliding in with them up and circling my clit, then delving back inside firmly. I was moaning and he got the hint that I was ready for his cock.
He rolled on top of me and lined his member up against my virgin pussy. I bit my lip as my legs spread, inviting him inside me. He paused, the tip just against my sweet, wet opening, and I thought “Oh my god, it’s happening. I’m about to have se—-“ and suddenly, his head was just inside my vagina. He stopped right there, letting me get used to the sensation. My mind went blank, but feeling his cock slip from my clit to just inside me was *so. hot*.
He looked at me, questioningly, gauging my reaction to how he should continue. “Can I go deeper?” I grabbed his butt and slowly and gently guided him deeper into me. Once he was halfway in, I gasped. I felt a twinge of pain from him tearing my hymen, and he stopped until I pulled him in all the way. He was so slow. So gentle.
With a few deep breaths and some making out, I was ready for more. He read my body with his, building up some speed (though, “speed” is relative here).
It felt so good to have a cock inside me. It was an unreal feeling. I had fingered myself and fooled around, and had been eaten out once, but this was unlike anything else. Having a dick in me made me feel whole, and complete. Like I had been missing something my whole life up until now. I wasn’t about to let it go.
Knowing this super hot guy’s cock was in me was such a turn on. I couldn’t believe I was losing my virginity. And I wanted to “drive.”
I told him I wanted to be on top, and he gently pulled out. He helped me lower myself on his cock, careful that I wasn’t going too fast and hurt myself.
I caught my reflection on the mirror on his sliding closet and loved what I saw. My hips were grinding against his, I loved watching myself take his cock. Was lying completely on top of him, just thrusting my hips. This kept my clit against his pubic hair, an amazing sensation.
His eyes looked in mine, whispering “careful sweetly, don’t go too fast. I don’t want you to hurt.” I giggled. The pain was over after those first few thrusts. I only felt pleasure now.
I found a way to move so I got the best of clit stimulation against him and the feeling of him pump his hard cock inside me. I soon let myself submit to waves of an orgasm. He heard and felt it coming, and encouraged me smiling broadly, “yes baby, cum for me. Cum, baby, yeessss…” And I came. Hard, moaning loud in his ear.
I laid helplessly on top of him, catching my breath. He stayed inside me. I leaned on my forearms up a bit and kissed him all over his face. “Your pussy….” he breathlessly whispered and kissed, “your pussy is mine.”
My mind spun. I liked feeling claimed. I liked not being a virgin. I wanted more.
I wiggled my hips against him, seeking his pubes on my clit. I found it and kept wiggling.
He started thrusting into me slowly. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. How had I gone 21 years without a dick in me?? I need this all the time. I craved cock.
We kissed with passion, breathing heavy into each other’s mouths as we went, each of us seemingly not getting enough of the other. He whispered again “your pussy is mine…”
He loved my virgin pussy. He never had one, and I felt powerful.
Between kissing and sucking on his shoulder, I whispered back louder than him “I’m yours. Take me.” His thrusts got harder and deeper, and I heard his orgasm rise out of deep within him. His cock started throbbing, and I knew if the condom wasn’t there, I’d claim his thick ropes of cum. He didn’t hold back with his moan, and later learned his cousin could hear him from the kitchen
Hearing him cum was so fucking hot to me. It was unreal that my body could do that to a man.
I rolled off him, a sweaty mess and no longer a virgin. The way he touched me after that for as long as we were together, I felt like a queen. He loved being the first to claim my pussy, and I loved knowing I had that “power” over him.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rtvgjk/losing_my_21f_virginity_mf_24m