I’m a Muslim girl who lost her virginity to a longtime crush [MF]

Before I go any further into explaining this story I just want to say I didn’t really ever plan on exposing myself to anyone before marriage. And honestly I didn’t think I’d ever share this story but looking back on it I suppose I’d like to “vent” about it.

I was always a pretty good girl. I grew up in America but my community did have alot of Arabs like me so talking to guys wasn’t impossible but if you wanted to maintain a good image it was better if you kept it on the low or didn’t at all. I for most of my life. Didn’t at all. Not to brag either but I was always hit on a lot in high school and cat called. But I was quite and usually paid them no mind. Throughout high school though I only had one crush. He was a non Muslim but to me he was the most handsome person ever. 6’3 and not necessarily ripped but had an athletic body. I won’t use his real name but we’ll call him James. James was always nice to me but I always knew he was just attempting to hit on me. Despite my crush though I held on strong. I reminded told myself how much of a man whore he was and knew that if I even showed him attention every Arab and/or Muslim in my school would talk about it and assume the worst. So throughout 4 years in high school, I managed to keep my feelings in check.

Till after high school, James reached out asking me what was up. At this time we were both 19 and well out of high school. Now there were no people around but I still didn’t have intentions of doing anything.

However, when your crush hits you up it definitely peaks your interest. I started indulging in conversations with him and as time went on I began to let my guard down. He’d send me pictures of himself shirtless after the “gym” to show his progress and I loved every minute of it. Sending himself shirtless with his bulge popping out practically drove me crazy. Still, I was a smart girl not to send pictures revealing back. The most revealing pictures he got included me in like a tank top or shorts.

Eventually he continuously begged me to hangout. I told him I wasn’t that type of girl and wouldn’t be the type to have sex before marriage . He began telling me things like we can hangout as friends and he wouldn’t try anything. Now I’m not going to sit here and say I believed him necessarily, but it was enough of an excuse for myself for the time being.

For the first time in my life I was alone with a guy in his bedroom. Nobody was home and it started off casual. Then he began getting playful and started getting more touchy. I didn’t stop him though. I thought it was mere innocent play till he eventually went from poking and tickling my stomach to pulling me in and kissing me. He pretty much towered over my 5’4 stature and pressed his lips onto mine. Despite being overcome with guilt I couldn’t help but keep it going. This was my first kiss. I rested my arms on his shoulders while he gripped my ass tightly. It was an unbelievable moment. I had daydreamed about this moment for years on end. And here I was kissing him, still absolutely conflicted with myself through it all.

Most of that was a blur. Before I knew it I was on his bed butt naked and he was eating me out. I couldn’t believe the feeling. All I could do was let out moans of joy. Guilt still there but slowly fading away. He clearly was well experienced while it was all my first time. Eventually he reached in his drawer and pulled out a condom . Every fiber in my body wanted to say no . But the words couldn’t utter out of my mouth. I wanted this.

He pulled down his pants and underwear . He stood there naked with the condom in his hand. I couldn’t help but be absolutely amazed by the size of his cock. He was a big boy everywhere else and his dick was no different. Had to be over 7 inches. Thick and white. Now I had never seen a dick in person other than his till this day but I know this would be considered huge. He then asked “do you wanna suck it before I put the condom on”? I nodded reluctantly. So many thoughts raced. I didn’t come here to do anything and now I’m about to have his dick in my mouth? Before I could say anything else he grabbed my hand and sat me up to the age of the bed.

There I was sitting on the edge of the bed and while standing moved closer with cock inching toward my face. Without even hesitating I opened my mouth and did the best I could. To put it blunt. I was horrible. I pretty much gagged and choked the entire time unable to fit more than a few inches in. It got so bad tears began flowing to my eyes. He eventually reached for my hands and put them on his butt. He thrusted forward a few times and held his cock in my mouth as deep as he could for a few seconds repeating the process. He kept saying things like “that’s a good girl” and I don’t know why but it drove me mad and made me even hornier. He pulled out his dick and I let out a huge sigh of relief. Breathing heavy, he then asked me if I wanted to suck his balls as well. Now at the time I didn’t want to but I didn’t want to disappoint. But the minute my mouth made contact with his balls I was in love. Sucking them and licking them with my tongue getting them nice and wet. I was surprised to love it.

Eventually he laid me back down and ripped open the condom. He put it on and pinned his body against mine. He began taking time to pleasure my body by kissing me and tonguing my mouth. He then sucked my nipples a bit and eventually, well. Fucked me. Not much to report there however. I was pretty much still the entire time and he did all the work. I let out loud screams until he came. Once he was done, he went and showered while I laid on his bed naked processing what had happened. I felt extreme guilt building inside me. I nearly cried out of guilt. However. I absolutely loved it.

We ended up being together for 3 years until I was 22 and he pretty much had his way with me. He did things to me that I never could imagine even doing with my future husband.

It’s been 4 months now since I ended things. He changed into a person I definitely couldn’t see myself with. Also he is not a Muslim so I can’t marry him anyways. I won’t tell my future husband about my past relationship as it would probably create problems.

But fuck, that sex was good.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t6np84/im_a_muslim_girl_who_lost_her_virginity_to_a