How I lost my virginity… to the “wrong” guy. [cheat/cuck] [MF]

When I was 15 I got into a serious relationship with a wonderful guy. His name was Max. He was everything I would have hoped for in a man. He was kind, loving, caring, sensitive, he’d put me first all the time, he’d listen to me and he’d ultimately always be there for me. On top of it all he loved my friends and my friends loved him. As far as looks go I would say he was about average. He didn’t stand out physically, wasn’t into sport which was a bit of a downside for me, I love sport, I’m a tiny girl but I love running and taking part in sports with my friends. He made up for it though, supporting me through my volleyball games, basketball and track races. It was a dream relationship, or so I thought.

Despite his many great qualities Max had a few downsides. He was a shy, awkward guy when it came to other people. He could talk to me without a problem but when it came to other people it was very difficult for him. I would push him to be a little bit more confident but it was very hard for him. It led to intimacy issues. He couldn’t kiss me in public, hold me in public. Nothing ever got very sexual between us and it became a problem for me as I got older.

We’d been dating for two years at this point. I had turned 17 three weeks prior and my friends were starting to get to me about being a virgin despite having a boyfriend through my sweet sixteen. Max had never mentioned wanting sex, ever. I decided to take the lead role and try to instigate something between us. It didn’t feel right and it didn’t feel proper to be with my boyfriend and not have sex.

So I decided to do it with him at a party held by my friend Logan. Logan was a big guy. He was 18, an athlete and a ladies man and always gave Max trouble. Nothing crazy just poking a bit of fun here and there, Max let the teasing get to him a lot of the time and I wished he would just let it go. It also bugged him that Logan would only be nice around me. Max was already in a bad mood as we got there. He didn’t like parties and he didn’t like Logan. I was desperately trying to get Max to be outgoing. We mingled for a little while, mostly with my friends, I didn’t meet Max’s friends at parties very often. We met Logan quickly into the party and he gave me a hug and Max a quick noogie. I couldn’t help but laugh, it was a funny sight, couldn’t really help it.

I did my best to get Max as drunk as possible. He wasn’t really a drinker, so I thought that I would help him by doing shots with him. I got drunk extremely quickly but Max had to stop drinking after his first shot and beer. I was relentless however. I felt it had to happen tonight. I pulled him into a kiss, a deep one, which he immediately broke and told me I was drunk. I was close to tears. I pulled him close and whispered in his ear. I told him that I didn’t care if he had a small penis, or if he was worried he wouldn’t be good, or if he was worried I wouldn’t love him anymore I just needed to have sex. If not now then when? When we’re married? I’m not religious, I’m not going to wait around forever. “I’m horny and I want you.” Those are the words I can remember saying when he pulled away from me and ran away. Leaving me dumbfounded and on the verge breaking down.

I’m at a pretty secluded part of the house crying when Logan turns the corner while giving the tour to some friend. He got down next to me and didn’t say a word. He put his arm around me and said “I’m going to fucking kill him”. I calmed myself down and explained the situation in great detail with particular attention to the parts where Max is a fucking idiot. After finishing my story I look up to his face and he had a big smile across his face. He said he couldn’t believe it. Max had no idea what he had. He called him a fucking pussy for not fucking me and he said a lot of other nice things but I can’t really remember on account of being drunk as hell.

We agreed quickly that there was no way that I was getting home that night. I asked him where I could sleep and he looked at me slyly and said “Why don’t you come into my bed? I’ll show you what you’re missing out on” I don’t know what it was but his words woke something deep inside me. I knew at the time it was wrong, he wasn’t the “one” for me and all that jazz but I needed to unleash the urges that were screaming at me to bang the hot football dude that bullies my boyfriend. I kissed him. Logan kissed me back, it was different than with Max. It was more powerful, there was passion and desire. It was extremely hot. He held me close to him, pressing his erection into me. It was the first time feeling a hard cock against my body. I melted to his touch. He picked me up with ease and pressed me against the wall, carrying me to his bedroom, I was possessed with lust. Running my fingers through his hair and over his muscular back and arms.

Suddenly I was on my back on the bed, staring up into Logan’s gorgeous eyes. My brain told my body that this was wrong, I shouldn’t be doing this, it would kill Max. But my body had a mind of it’s own, under the influence of something more powerful than alcohol. Logan worked his way down slowly. “I’m going to make you forget about that twerp and his needle dick.” That turned me on more than I cared to admit. My dress was long gone at this point. He peeled away my beautiful black panties that I hoped my boyfriend would have seen that night and dove into my untouched pussy. He took great care despite being extremely drunk. He kissed me in all right places, rubbing up the inside of my leg. He licked me while rubbing my clit and I just died. I was begging him to not stop while running my fingers through his hair. He was determined to make me cum and boy did I cum. I came hard on his mouth, screaming for all the house to hear.

Once I had finally come down off my orgasm he had his cock in his hand and he had removed the rest of his clothes. He had the most chiseled body I had ever seen in real life. He looked like a model and his penis looked absolutely magnificent. Standing tall at 8 inches. I quickly scrambled over to him to take a hold of it and get a feel for it. It was quite intimidating. He reassured me that it wouldn’t bite which I was thankful for, having never seen one before in real life. He lay back on the bed and told me to suck it. “Use those beautiful fucking lips and take in as much as you can, but don’t bite or I’ll have to punish you, and you’re too innocent for my punishment, trust me” God he knew just what to say to make me wet. Determined to prove myself to him I started licking his head, mirroring what I’ve seen in porn and been told by my friends. His cock barely fit in my mouth and I did my best to take it all but I could only get halfway. He was loving every second of it, constantly telling me what a good girl I was, telling me I was becoming his dirty little slut. I couldn’t believe the things he called me. I tried and failed to deepthroat and nearly choked, He laughed and told me not to push myself. That’s when I looked up into his eyes and said “But I want to be a good slut for you” with a evil smile on my face. He laughed and said “Come here sweetie, I’ll show you how.

He lay me on my back and started to slowly push his massive cock into me. It hurt a lot but it also felt amazing, I could tell it did for him too. After a while I started to get used to it and began really enjoying it. I wasn’t ready to take all 8 inches but I managed to take a fair bit inside me. He asked me what I was and I responded “A good little slut” on instinct and he was very pleased with that answer. I was becoming his obedient slut with every thrust and every extra inch he got inside me. Soon I was taking his entire glorious cock in me. At this point he made me sit on his cock and talk to him. He constantly made reference to Max, saying how the little bitch wouldn’t ever have the balls to fuck me and how he could never satisfy me. To which I agreed. He told me all the dirty things he had done with my friends. How he fucked them, where he fucked them. He then asked me if I wanted him to make me cum again. I nodded but he wanted more. I said “Yes please sir, I would like to cum again” He mentioned that he couldn’t believe I had become this much of a slut so fast. He turned me doggie style and started fucking me, hard. He reached around and started rubbing my pussy as well. It all became too much and I started cumming violently on his dick. He then whispered in my ear; “Emma, you do know that all good sluts take their masters cum in their mouth right?” And so, under his spell, I knelt beneath his huge cock, hands behind my back and eyes closed I took his huge load right down my mouth and throat. The taste threw me off guard and I nearly lost my composure, it wasn’t very nice but he loved it, so I took it all. He rubbed my hair and said “Emma, you’re going to make a fine slut” as I cleaned his cock. We kissed a little bit more and I fell asleep in his arms thanking him for taking my virginity. Little did I know what had just awoken in me.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/54tont/how_i_lost_my_virginity_to_the_wrong_guy