[MF] Red’s first time

*This is not a recent story.*

Once upon a time, Red decided that it was time to lose her virginity.

If the name Red is familiar to you, it may be because I’ve already shared the story of [when she fucked me in the woods outside my favourite art gallery](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/txwhbo/mf_a_cute_art_gallery_date_turned_into_a_filthy/). This story comes earlier than that one – at the beginning of what would become a hot, hot summer fling before I moved out of the country.

It was a sticky hot day, the kind of day where your clothes stick to you instantly. I had just finished work and was lying on my couch, a layer of sweat coating my body, a glass of cold water pressed against my forehead. Nothing can get me to move from this spot, I remember thinking.

Well, that was wrong.

Red texted me. “Can we talk?” Those words have the power to send you into a panic no matter what the context. Red and I had gone out twice by this point, but the farthest we had gotten was taking her shirt off. Both times we’d made out, dry-humping each other over our clothes, which was fun – it made me feel like a precocious youth again. All that to say, I had no idea what she wanted to talk about.

I called her. “What’s up?” I asked. “Is everything alright?”

“I’ve been thinking…” she said. Oh boy. This wasn’t shaping up to be a good phone call.

“Yes?”

“I’ve been thinking, and I’m pretty horny right now, so if you wanted to come over that would be pretty nice.”

Oh, ok. Nothing was going to get me off that couch… except for a booty call from a ginger.

Half-an-hour later I was at her apartment. It was early evening, and the sun was just starting to set, thankfully promising to break the heat. Cicadas were chirping outside. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky.

She opened the door and I couldn’t help but smile. Red was tall and rail thin, with deep orange-y copper hair and gorgeous green eyes. In classic ginger fashion her skin was almost translucent. She was wearing a light floral print shirt that didn’t quite cover her midriff when she raised her arms and simple khaki shorts. It was a very standard getup but looked incredibly cute on her.

Redheads, man, they’ll get you every time.

She invited me in and offered me a glass of lemonade. She sat beside me awkwardly, not knowing what she wanted to do or how to go about it. For me, I didn’t want to start anything in case it wasn’t what she wanted.

“Let’s take a shower,” she blurted out, standing suddenly.

“Together?” I clarified.

“Yes, I think it’s a good idea,” she said. And she marched off to her bathroom.

She was halfway naked by the time I got there, her shirt off to reveal her tiny, perky tits. Down came her shorts and I got my first look at her bare ass: it was small but had a nice shape, with just a little jiggle to it. Her bush was neatly trimmed but still present, with a smattering of light orange hair.

Then she stared at me staring, looking at me pointedly, and I started getting undressed, too. She stopped me when I started to pull down my shorts. Fingers shaking slightly, she undid my fly herself and let them fall to the floor. I was getting harder by the moment, and was forming an impressive bulge in my underwear.

“Can I see it?” she asked, timid as a mouse. It occurred to me that this was the first cock she had ever seen in person.

I nodded and she slowly pulled my boxers down. She let out a tiny gasp – almost lost in the sound of the shower behind her – as I sprang forward. She gently reached out and felt me, wrapping her fingers around me, looking at me for approval.

I led her into the shower and our hands immediately started exploring each other. One of my hands found its way up into her copper hair, pulling her into me for a kiss.

She let out a little whimper as I bit her lip and she melted into me. My other hand found its way to her ass and I grabbed and squeezed one cheek. One of her hands was still on my dick, and it started to slowly move up and down, up and down…

“Does… does that feel good?” she whimpered, and I spanked her ass in reply. It might have been the water, but it might also have been my hand. Either way, she started blushing and she kissed me harder than before.

We were pushing each other into the walls of the shower, taking turns to press into each other. One of her hands pulled my head down and she whispered in my ear, “I want you.”

I pulled away and looked at her properly. She seemed so small, but was gaining more and more confidence in herself by the moment. I wanted her to think about what she was asking for. I wasn’t opposed to taking her virginity, but I wanted to be sure that that was what she wanted, too. “I’m leaving in a few months,” I reminded her.

“I know,” she replied. “I don’t care.”

We got out of the shower and did a five-second dry, practically running naked into her bedroom. I noticed she’d laid out a towel on top of her sheets already – good thinking.

“Hold on a second,” I said, dashing back to my discarded pants. I grabbed the condom that was in my pocket and tossed it on her bedside table.

We grabbed each other and tumbled onto the bed, tangling ourselves together. I was on top of her and her legs were on either side of me, and we just wanted so much of each other. We devoured each other, and when one would come up for air the other would attack, sucking and nibbling on ears and collarbones and necks.

My hands moved slowly down her naked body, lightly pressing down her chest and tummy and down below to that pretty little ginger bush. My fingers touched her for the first time and she gasped with the sensation. I rubbed her slowly, reading her body as she squirmed beneath me.

I felt her shudder at my touch as she came on my fingers.

“Please…” she whispered to me, her face flushed. “I need you inside me.”

The rubber went on and I was between her legs again, those long legs stretched open, inviting me forward. I slowly entered her, and her hands pushed against my chest to stop me as she adjusted to the feeling. Then she looked up at me and smiled and said “You feel so fucking good.”

It was like a switch had been flipped inside of her. I grinned back at her as I moved the rest of my cock inside of her tight, dripping wet pussy. Her eyes closed and she whimpered with pleasure, but soon enough she was looking me in my eyes again.

“Go ahead,” she said. “Fuck me.”

Well, ok then.

I had had this idea of slowly and sensually making love to her, but that was clearly not what her body wanted. Already deep inside her, I could feel her body arch into mine. I started to move faster and faster. Her legs twisted around me, holding me in place, not letting me leave her even if I had wanted to.

I was getting close to bursting and I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want any of this to end. I wanted to continue to fuck this wiry, sexy redhead, to unlock her further. I pulled myself out of her. She protested a bit, but then giggled as I selfishly flipped her over so that she was laying on her stomach.

She lifted her tight little ass in the air and I took that as a sign to proceed. I slammed into her – easy at first but not for long. She gasped out “Oh. Fuck. Yes. FUCK.” with each of my thrusts, and I grunted and groaned in pleasure above her. Her hands were grabbing at and tangled in her sheets; mine were gripping her ass and her hips, pulling her into me, leaving red marks on those pale white cheeks.

Despite our shower a thin layer of sweat coated our bodies, sticking us together as our bodies moved with each other. Her pussy felt amazing, and I moved fast within it, feeling it adjust to me in real time, learning to take my cock as it thrust into her and turned her into a woman.

I felt the familiar feeling building. “Fuck, Red, I’m close,” I groaned out.

“Tell me when you’re cumming,” she replied, half out-of-breath. “I want to feel you cum inside me. I want you to cum so deep inside of my little pussy.”

With a final groan of “I’m cumming,” I thrust into her for a final time, my seed pouring out of my cock inside her. She moaned in animal pleasure, feeling me convulse inside of her.

We collapsed in a mess on her bed, still half tangled together, gasping for breath, sticky with sweat and bodily fluids, both testaments to our passion.

“Was that good for you?” I asked. She nodded, suddenly sheepish again, and nestled herself into me. The switch had been flipped back. The setting sun poured into her room, illuminating us sprawled out together, igniting her coppery hair. The cicadas chirped outside in the last heat of the day.

And that’s the story of Red’s first time.

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