The exgirlfriend's virginity

Hi, this is a true account of the first time I had sex with an ex-girlfriend.

We had met in hospital accommodation over a year earlier. We were both virgins at the time we met and as so had decided to keep it that was looking for a romantic moment for the both of us. We had only dated for about a month or so and it all ended when I moved away for my next placement. Even though we did sleep together during that time, but without sex, just almost naked caressing. Essentially she left her panties on.

I had seen and kissed her breasts on our first date and used to regularly get her topless and play with her firm, almost perfect B-cup breasts and nipples, but had never actually gone as far as fingering her whilst we were together. Rubbing her clit and lips, dry humping through her (or my) pants, but never actually put anything inside her at the time.

After I moved we remained good friends and used to meet up regularly but just for an afternoon or evening until 6 months after we split when she stayed over and I gave her the first orgasm of her life. That night I did put my fingers inside of her. I can recall being really proud of myself by how powerfully her orgasm ripped through her body. Those perfect breasts shimmering as her back arched and the screams of bliss that left her mouth. Neither of us had any condoms that night or else we might have gone further still.

As it was, that night really messed her up for a while. I still didn’t want a long distance relationship (well medium distance to be honest) and she still wanted me. Giving her the first orgasm of her life just reinforced the bond from her perspective. For me, I realised I was surprisingly good at pleasuring a woman and wanted more. It also made me think about sex a lot more. The following weekend I lost my virginity to some stranger called Jennifer and had her screaming with delight too. So much so a cute asian girl living about me commented on the sounds from below over the previous two Saturdays!

Anyway a year after that, we had managed to save our friendship, I’ve moved again, as she had too, and she invited me over to stay for a night. So on the Saturday morning I got the train to the city she had moved to and after dropping my bag off at her student shared flat we had a lovely afternoon in the neighboring countryside before heading home, getting showered and going out for a lovely meal in her favourite restaurant.

After dinner we went to a few bars and found a late bar where we danced. As we danced, we got closer and closer until the inevitable. We kissed. From that moment we were all over each other. Just like the night I gave her an orgasm. Still, at that point, the only orgasm she’d ever had. It was the dance floor where we gave in to temptation last time.

As our kisses and caressing became more passionate she suggested we go home for some privacy. I agreed but stated I needed to use the facilities before we leave. In the gents I purchased some condoms in the hope that sex would be happening. We’d talked about sex several times over the last year and she knew that I’d already been there since our last close encounter.

We got a taxi back and rushed to her bedroom. Where we rapidly undressed and caressed each other. The caressing lead to heavy petting. I repeated my success from the previous year and brought her to another orgasm. She reached for her handbag and pulled out a pack of condoms, “Look what I got when you went to the toilet”. I reached into my jeans and pulled out my pack and replied, “Thats’ the real reason I went to the toilet.” We both laughed and I slipped a condom on.

“This will be my first time WITH a condom,” I declared having lost my virginity without one available, but also without actually ejaculating. “My first time at all”, she added.
“It will be the first time for me with someone I really care for”, I admitted, “Plus you will be the first girl I’ve ever came inside.”

She pulled me close kissed me and whispered, “Fuck me”. “OK”, was my reply with slight confusion as this girl very rarely swore.

I gently eased my tip between her lips. She whimpered slightly. Then I pushed all the way in and she gasped.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes”, she said,”It’s just that is the first time and it feels really tight, be gentle.”

So I gently thrust her slowly and tenderly. After several thrusts I checked she was ok and then increased my pace. When I reached a good rhythm her perfect breasts were bounding up and down her horizontal chest wonderfully. The sight of those breasts just made me even more turned on. After a few minutes I felt my cock and balls starting to tense. And then... I bucked into her hard as my orgasm drove me to bliss. After I’d finished pulsating I kissed her, slipped out of her wet pussy and asked, “Was that ok?”

“Yes”, she smiled. “It was good, I just feel a little tender down there right now”.

“We can go again in a few minutes.”

“I don’t think I can that soon,” she replied, “I think once is enough for my first time, I enjoyed it, but feel too tender to do it again tonight. You made me come earlier so I’m fine.”

After disposing of the condom we went to sleep cuddled together.

In the morning she admitted that she’d bled a little after we’d had sex and that’s why she didn’t want to go again at the time, or in the morning.

Her flat mate had a knowing smile on her face that morning and stated that we’d hadn’t disturbed her too much over night, just a little....