Virginity Lost

I spread my legs a little and kissed him back hungrily. His kiss intensified and now his entire hand slipped inside my bikini and covered my pussy. 

Suddenly, a sobering taught of my mother blasted my mind and I tried to jump up. “We can’t do this,” I said, breathing shallowly. 

“Just a little bit,” he said, his body keeping me from getting off the couch. I gave in to his kiss again and his hand pressed against my crotch, pushing down on my clitty, sending a shot of pleasure inside my tummy. He massaged between my legs for a few moments and then all of a sudden pulled his lips off mine, his hand out of my bikini and slid onto the floor, kneeling in front of me. 

Gently, he reached for my bikini bottom and started pulling it off. I tried to protest but he just leaned over me again, kissing me deeply, while his strong hands continued to pull off the little piece of garment. When he slipped it off my arse, he straightened into a kneeling position again, pulled the bikini all the way down my thighs, over the knees and off my ankles; all the while he was looking into my eyes. This time, I looked back. Small grin on his face seemed to fire me up even more and I could feel the wetness between my legs. 

Now, he grabbed under my knees and pulled me towards him, so that my upper body was lying flat on the couch seat, my head uncomfortably leaning against the propped up cushion, my arse half-off the couch altogether. He spread my legs and pushed his face between them. 

I could feel his fingers prying between pussy lips, opening them and then, I felt the heavenly feeling of a tongue rubbing against my clitty. The feeling of pleasure so foreign and yet so familiar. I moaned and for a moment taught of my mum again, but Neil’s tongue pressed against my clitty and those thoughts evaporated. He licked around the bud and pressed with tongue over it, pushing it down and every time he pushed, my legs twitched uncontrollably. 

I heard the unmistakable sound of pants being unzipped and was well aware that this is the last moment when I could still save myself from the catastrophe that I was about to plunge into. His lips enveloped my clitty and he started sucking, gently at first and then harder, my legs twitching even more. I forgot about having to stop him, I enjoyed his tongue and lifted my legs, placing my feet onto his shoulders, completely spreading myself into his face. 

His sucking intensified and my hands reached under my bikini top, squeezing my own rock hard nipples. All of a sudden, I felt a finger enter a place that has never been entered before and the pain made me jump. He sucked a little harder and pushed the finger deeper. I was ready to scream and cry. Then, he pulled the finger out, encircled my thighs with his strong arms and started sucking so hard, that I thought I was just about to loose my mind. Ripples of pleasure were shooting from my clitty to my tummy, over my breasts all the way up my neck, blinding me with the new sensation. 

All of a sudden, I felt a huge wave of tingling literally explode inside my little bud, I squeezed the muscles inside my pussy and the wave swept over my entire body, just like the smaller waves have before, but this one has made me moan very loudly, almost scream. I squeezed my eyes shut and could see the flickering dots dancing in front of me. My body shook and trembled, while Neil continued to suck my clitty. 

Finally, he pulled his lips off my clitty, his face split in two by his smile. He leaned away from me and I could see his cock, big and hard, pointing between my legs. I was still dazed from the pleasure that I had just endured and couldn’t protest, no matter how much I wanted to. 

Neil pushed my ankles over his shoulders so that my knees took their place and positioned his cock on my pussy. 

“No, no…” I tried to tell him hurriedly, but he leaned forward and thrust his tongue inside my mouth again. For the first time in my life, I tasted the juices of my pussy. Tarty and yet very sweet. 

“I’ll be quick,” he said apologetically and smiled. “You’ve got me all crazed.” 

I opened my mouth to protest again, but my mouth remained open in a silent scream as his big cock invaded my virgin pussy. He pushed inside and I felt as if something huge has just ripped me in two. He pushed again and again, and I could literally feel him breaking my hymen. The burning and searing pain left me speechless, I couldn’t even scream. Then he finally broke through and buried his entire cock inside me. 

“So, tight,” he gasped and grabbed my ass, while starting to pump in and out. Later on, as I was having sex with boyfriends, I learned that the way he fucked me, usually came at the end, hard and furious pounding on the verge of orgasm. 

I hurt immensely, doubled over, pushing my hands against his chest as if to soften the blows with which he was assaulting my pussy. The previous pleasure of orgasm has completely diminished and all I could feel was his big cock ripping me up. 

Blessedly, it took him good ten or fifteen thrusts and then groaned, pushed deeper inside of me and slumped down on my body. I lay there for a minute, tears welling up in my eyes. 

It has taken bare seconds to destroy my romantic dream of losing virginity in the glow of candlelight, in soft bed, with someone that I loved, and more importantly, with someone who loved me.

Finally, he lifted his body off mine, leaned back and I felt his cock slipping out of my aching pussy. He smiled and ran his hand through his hair. “I always knew you were a wild one,” he said still grinning stupidly. If I felt turned on before, now, I felt utterly stupid, lying in front of him with my legs open wide, my neck killing me from the uncomfortable position of my head, still tasting my pussy on my lips. 

He looked down and I saw his face cringe. “Oh, Sam!” he half-yelled. “You should have told me you’re on!”

I reached between my legs, brushing the palm of my hand against the wetness. As I brought it back up I could see traces of blood. 

I shook my head. “I’m not on.”

“No,” he said, still refusing to understand. “You should have told me you’ve got your period.”

“I don’t have my period, you wanker!” I screamed, for the first time letting my lungs push out the air that has been building up since the pain ripped through my body. 

He looked at me for a moment, not quite understanding. Then, his eyes grew wider, looking as if they were ready to pop out of his bewildered face.

“Oh my God, Sam!”

I nodded. “I tried to tell you,” I cried, tears finally slipping down my face. “I tried to tell you,” I whispered, covering my face with my hands. 

“Oh, Sam,” he whispered back. “I’m so sorry, Sam!” he tried to hug me, and I finally found enough strength to push him off, push myself off the couch and head for the bathroom. I had to pause for a moment, as the pain in my tummy was burning. 

“Sam!” he yelled.

“Neil, please, just go away.” I said calmly. “Please!” 

I walked up the stairs and entered the bathroom. I peeled off the remainder of my clothes and entered the shower. I have calmed down somewhat by now, letting the water run over my body, washing away the evil deed. I heard the front door slam and I knew Neil had finally left. 

Minutes later, as I was getting dressed, I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. My insides were still hurting, but, I have finally achieved what I had been yearning for. Virgin no more! You wicked, wicked thing. 

Neil never came round again. He met my mum at the pub that night, from what I gathered he picked up a fight with her and they broke up there and then. She was very upset at first, not understanding what had caused him to fly off the handle for no apparent reason. But, my mum, the survivor, had another young stud pounding her within a month. However, I never sat on the stairs listening again.