Wren’s Virginity: Bullied Guy Gets the Popular Girl [FM]

Lately I’ve been reading the stories posted by u/Flimsy-Pear-7212 and it often gets me reflective of my own Steven, so I thought I would share a story of my own. I hope the back story isn’t too much and I hope y’all enjoy!

My name is Corrine, Wren for short to those closest to me. I was always the popular girl in high school. Cheerleader, Ballet Dancer, Prom Queen, and Valedictorian. I was in the popular crowd, but mostly by association rather than choice. But typical high school anxieties and needing acceptance kind of made me stay. It’s not that I didn’t like the people, but I didn’t like some of the things they did.

You see, my parents were self-made and lucked out in life, but taught me to be humble. I was a “miracle baby,” and though I had access to anything I ever wanted, I had to work for it. Additionally, I was raised in the church and while my family is open-minded, I held firm to saving myself for marriage.

It was one of the worst parts of my high school, honestly. It became almost like a challenge or contest to take my virginity. Sure, they may have been joking, but I also know that the r/bustypetite girl’s virginity would be a trophy to most. It hurt me almost as much as their bullying of other’s. Steven was one of their favorite targets.

He was awkward and goofy, but I found it funny and charming mostly. Sometimes weird, but they’d chastise me for laughing. I wish, knowing what I do now, I had stood up to them. Hindsight is 20/20 I guess. We went to the same church, but sadly high school social rankings affected us both.

Everyone graduated and split up. Steven and I ended up at the same college, along with a couple of people from my social circle. Early in freshman year, one of our professors paired us together for a long-term project and we really meshed well and began hanging out together outside of class work.

It was later that year, as we watched the Simpson’s in my single dorm room that I finally opened up completely to him. We were discussing how Nelson went from complete bully to just the class jerk, so it was a natural progression. I’ll never forget the conversation.

“Hey. I’m sorry for how my so-called friends treated you. You never deserved it.”

“Thanks, but you were always cool. I heard you defending me sometimes. It’s not your fault, Wren.”

“Well, I wasn’t immune either. Being the tiny, busty, innocent Christian girl made my virginity a poking point. Pun not intended.”

“Wait. But you dated quite a few guys, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, but sex is for someone you love. Maybe not marriage, but not for a high school relationship that won’t last. I know, it’s weird.”

“Not really. Not to me. That’s the way I see it, too, actually.”

“You mean you never slept with any of the girls you dated?”

“Nope. Nothing more than heavy petting.”

Although we didn’t jump into sex immediately, I began to realize that there was something different. The attention from previous boyfriends was great, but I truly enjoyed spending time with and talking with Steven. We moved into the talking stage immediately, though, but it took weeks before we became a couple.

As things progressed between us, we would slowly explore or spend the night together, but he always respected my boundaries unlike any guy before. I knew on that last night on campus freshman year that it was time. The next day we’d return to our hometown and the old groups would return. I invited him to my room.

“I’m ready” I told him in a shaky voice.

“We…we don’t have to.” He responded.

“But when we go home…”

“Wren, it’s fine. I love you. I know what to expect when we’re back in town.”

“That’s part of it, but I also want it to be with you. Someone who gets me, respects me, and loves me.”

I moved to his lap and began to kiss him. I could feel his manhood growing hard against the fabric that separated us. We kissed deeply and passionately, touching each other through our clothes, before removing them and exposing each other fully for the first time.

Steven began to kiss all over my body while rubbing my wet slit. I moaned from his touch as he explored my body. With Steven, I had learned to let go and embrace my sexual side. I didn’t protest when his fingers were replaced by his mouth on my clit, as he teased and licked until I orgasmed.

Steven repositioned himself on top of me. Pausing briefly, looking over my body with wonder.

“Oh. Shit.” He broke from his reverie.

“What baby?”

“What about protection? I don’t have anything.”

Admittedly, I hadn’t thought of it either. I was on the pill though and didn’t want to wait. I took his dick in my hand and guided him to my entrance. Steven slowly entered me for the first time as I winced and cried. He gazed at me as he slowly thrusted in and out of me, waiting for me to stop him. I allowed my body to take over and as the pain subsided, my hips began to meet his. My pain turned to pleasure and I moaned as we rode the waves of passion.

My hands ran over my body as we thrusted our hips together. We struggled at first to find the proper pace, but soon Steven’s breathing changed as our bodies met. Never before had anything entered my body down there and it was exhilarating each time he filled me. I began to find myself biting my lip and grabbing my large breasts as the pleasure mounted and his thrusts became faster.

“Wren…love…I…I’m gonna…”

He couldn’t finish before my toned legs wrapped around him, holding him into me. I’ll never forget feeling him twitch inside me that first time before feeling the warmth of his cum shooting inside my body. His thrusts slowed before he collapsed beside me, panting.

We didn’t speak, but laid there cuddling as his seed leaked onto my leg. Eventually, we drifted off to sleep. I still remember smiling at the thought of the bullied kid getting what the popular guys wanted but couldn’t have.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x6vvc9/wrens_virginity_bullied_guy_gets_the_popular_girl