I was twenty-one years old, an awkward virgin with no experience what-so-ever.
Her name was Jane, she was nine-teen and from what she told me earlier on Tinder; ‘‘she was looking for anything with a cock on it.” First time I encountered such a hungry gal, the words she wrote, she used, were like poems of a nymph, primitive callings with no hints of shame in them;
“Just broke up with my boyfriend, I need cock ASAP.” she texted me after I asked her what brought her on the app. It was surreal to me; my cock began to grow in my pants. I looked more into her profile pictures; she was a pudgy white girl, short brown hair, blue eyes, good-looking. Way out of my league, I thought. Without knowing, I pitched a tent. I responded; “I can provide.” and soon after, we established a rendez-vous in a remote park, thirty minutes from my apartment.
On the way there, I was nervous; this was it, in an hour-time, I would lose my fucking virginity and finally become a man. While I had a terrible gut-wrenching feeling in my belly & my thoughts were going a thousand miles per hour, my cock was rock-hard. My mind began to drift off the road and soon, in my head, I was already with her, in her bed, I tasted her lips, her tongue, her nipples, I was sucking on them, licking them as she moaned. Then, I felt her lips around my cock, her throat griping my shaft as she licked my balls. I imagined myself face-fucking her before nailing her down the bed, fucking her, no, roughing her up, doggystyle, while her pretty face was deep in the pillows, quieting her moans. Finally, cumming in her cunt and then, disappearing into the night. What a thought. Suddenly, I came back to myself, behind the wheel of my Honda, now with pre-cum stained on my jeans, fuck.
Fuck.
Eventually, I arrived in the park’s parking lot. It was empty. I waited. Time got by and nothing. Then, as I was fearing a potential ghosting, an old Caravan pulled up right next to me, on the driver-side. Behind the wheel was a woman, an older woman, smiling at me, that seemed like my Jane, my booty-call. She pulled down her window, waving at me, I did the same & we talked. Jane told me I was even more handsome in person, I thanked her. Even if she lied to me and that she was significantly older (maybe in her 30s), I told her that she was beautiful too, not mentioning her lies. I didn’t give a fuck, I craved her pussy. There was a moment of silence, an awkward silence. Then, she asked me if I was ready, I said yes (even though I felt sick to my stomach due to my terrible stress.) and she invited me to join her in her vehicle. I accepted the invitation right away.
In the back of her Caravan, there was a simple bed. No drapes. She sat on it, spread-eagle, I had my first quick glimpse at her cunt; it was hairy. Jane looked at me with hunger, with madness in her eyes, she told me to remove my pants. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I was nervous and in this moment of fear, the thought of running away crossed my mind. It was so weird, so scary. Was it a good idea to pipe this woman who lied to me? Why the fuck were we in the back of a Caravan and not in a motel? No, no, no, I had to calm down. I had to do this! What if it was my only chance? After a moment, I took back control of myself and began to undress. With excitement in her eyes, Jane pulled out one of her tits from her tank top, playing with it, putting it in her mouth, sucking on it. I felt dizzy, my mind blurred by all my horniness, my desires. She had me in her claws.
Fully nude in front of her, Jane gazed at me, one hand teasing her nip & the other teasing her clit. She asked me if I was fully hard, I said yes. She didn’t seem impressed. I panicked; it’s true, I am not well-endowed, I once measured my cock and it was a little less than four inches but I never thought that it was THAT bad. She smiled, both with tenderness and mischief, like a succubus.
Jane told me to come close to her, to stand right in front of her. I obeyed. I saw her gaze at me, her eyes devouring my soul as I stood there, in front of her, my cock pointing at her cute face. She kissed my tip, softly. I felt a terrible rush, my knees weakening & my young heart taping out. And like a seductive, naughty magician, she made my cock disappear in her wet, hot mouth with ease. Jane sucked my cock, rapidly, licking it, spitting on it, putting my whole shaft in her throat without gagging. Suddenly, I felt her hand on my sack, taking it to just put it in her mouth with all the rest. She did this magic trick for one or two minutes and soon enough, as I felt my soul, my life essence being sucked out off my cock, I exploded into her mouth. I fell on my ass.
Jane looked at me, still hungry. She asked me if I wanted to pay her back, I said yes, of course, even if I was still shaken, dizzy and gasping for air. She commanded me to obey her every word. I accepted. First, she laid on the bed and told me to kiss her neck, I did. I put myself above her, nervous to prove my manliness, and I kissed her neck, I started with soft pecks, then, as I heard her moans, I licked and bit gently, making her gasp. Then, Jane said “lower.” So, I obeyed. Leaving a trail of kisses, I kissed my way to her huge tits, I licked them both, hungrily, Jane’s breathing seemed more heavy, more intense than ever. I sucked on her nipples. Before she could tell me to go lower, I did. Way down to her belly button to even further; her incredibly dense, musky bush. The smell made me go insane, hungry, mindless; slave to my every desire & to hers. Her vulva seemed real shy, the curtains were closed so I opened them and for the first time of my life, I saw a cunt in all of it’s grace. Under it’s hood, the clit awaited me. I kissed it, licking it, until it seemed bigger, harder. Next, I ate it like it was my last meal. Jane was moaning, gasping and sometimes… laughing? At times, I was confused but I continued until she came. But we weren’t done, yet. As Jane came, she cried to me; “Put your finger in it, PUT YOUR FUCKING FINGER IN IT!” and I did. I started with one, hooking my finger to reach the G-Spot, she cried for another one. Two fingers. I finger-banged her with all my strength and it wasn’t enough, she cried for more; three fingers. In and out, Jane was howling like a mad bitch, shouting for more and more, so close to her climax. Putting my fourth fingers in her cunt, I realised it wasn’t enough and that all of this would never end. “MORE, MORE, MORE FINGERS!” she shouted at the top of her lungs as I was battering her pussy. It was red, swollen. Suddenly, I saw an opportunity, I could see that my whole fist would fit so, I just did that. I put my whole fist in her, fisting and fisting and fisting, endlessly, I saw her eyes rolled behind her head, her mouth was wide open but no sounds were coming out. Her fingers & her toes curled into the bed and soon enough, I got pussy juice all over the face as she exploded like a fountain.
The deed done, I laid next to her, tired & naked, as she tried to regain control of her breathing. Jane looked at me, smiling and out of breath, and thanked me with a soft patting on my cheek.
We laid there for awhile.
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