Subject: Losing My Virginity
Story Codes: mf f-solo oral first Diary
Date: August 2, 1999
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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EVERY girl remembers losing her virginity. After all it's not just your
first time, it's your ONLY time. I can still remember that day like it
just happened yesterday. I was fourteen and horny so what more do I need
to say? OK, a LOT more, LOL. In the past month I'd gone from my first
real kiss to sucking my boyfriend's cock. Now that I've rounded third
base, I was heading for home!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Getting to Know Steve
Chapter 2 - The Great Debate
Chapter 3 - Steve Gets Impatient
Chapter 4 - Masturbating For Steve
Chapter 5 - Steve Finally takes My Virginity
Chapter 6 - Telling My Parents
Chapter 1 - Getting to Know Steve
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Note by Kelly: If you've already read my previous diary entries you
might want to skip this chapter. It's just meant to help
those who haven't to better understand the events of this
memorable day.
19990704 Fooling Around on the 4th of July
19990716 My First Blowjob
It all started about a month ago when I spent a weekend camping with
Sharon and few girlfriends along with her mom and brother Steve. I'd
never really spoken to him much as he would be a high school junior and I
was just entering high school as a freshman. At sixteen, he seemed so
much older and mature than the boys our age, not to mention he was quite
a hunk as well. All of us flirted shamelessly with him. He pretended
to protest saying we were too young and immature but that only caused
us to be even more outgoing towards him. Personally I couldn't help
but feel a little jealous when his eyes would lock onto one of my
friend's growing boobs, feeling a little embarrassed that I seemed to be
the one getting the least attention from him thanks to the cruelty of
Mother Nature. Steve seemed especially interested in my best friend Beth
who was already ready for a C cup with a curvy figure I would've killed
for. Looking down at my tiny boobs, barely qualifying for a training bra
if I had chosen to wear one, I would wonder why my couldn't look like
more like hers. Life certainly wasn't fair!
Considering Steve hadn't given me so much as the time of day over the
weekend I was almost speechless when he called about a week later and
asked me if I would like to go out with him. Thank god we were on the
phone so he couldn't see my face flush with excitement. Of course I
accepted his invitation without hesitation. I'd been out with groups of
friends and gone to parties with some guys in my class but nothing that
really constituted a "date", especially with a boy as old, not to mention
smoking hot, as Steve.
Steve took me to a Fourth of July carnival where we had all sorts of fun
on the rides and playing games. Later that night, as we laid huddled
under a blanket watching the fireworks I felt his hands for the first
time on my chest. My heart was racing as he reached into my halter top
and played with my boobs, the first person ever to do that to me. It was
even more exciting considering we were doing it in the middle of a
crowded field packed with families and others there to watch the
fireworks. Well, they had no idea of the fireworks going off inside of
me as Steve fondled me!
Whether it was because he liked my bubbly personality or I that let
him play with my boobs all he wanted, whatever the motivation he asked me
out a few times after that. Although I let him touch my breasts that was
as far as I would let him go. Of course I knew he wanted in my pants and
I could tell he was getting frustrated more and more each time when I
would push his hand away from my jeans or shorts. From the look on his
face and the tone of his voice when he dropped me off at home I began to
worry that maybe he wouldn't call me again if I didn't start putting out
like the other girls he dated.
Although I was the one responsible for keeping him at bay, to be honest I
wanted to go further around the bases just as much if not more as he did.
Here I was, fourteen and hormones raging. I'd started masturbating a few
years ago and my mother often commented wryly about how often I was doing
it but it was nothing like what I was doing after I started dating Steve.
OMG, I was fingering myself every night and usually a couple of times
during the day as I would dream about his hands exploring me, touching me
all over. My attention was especially drawn to a large bulge in his
pants that magically appeared whenever we were making out. There were
times when it took every ounce of willpower for me not to reach over and
unzip his jeans, freeing what I was sure was the most marvelous cock in
the world. The problem was simple in that while I was hot and horny, at
the same time I couldn't help but be a bit scared. Like every girl in
school, including his sister Sharon, I knew Steve was certainly no
virgin. In fact, he had quite the reputation for putting the moves on
every girl he dated as verified by my best friend Beth. It was also well
known that girl who didn't put out didn't get to date him for long. I'd
never even so much as touched a boy down there (well, actually I had once
a long time before but that was a totally different thing) and I was
deathly afraid I would embarrass myself by not being as good as the older
girls he'd been having sex with.
Of course in my dreams as I masturbated I was giving Steve head and
riding his cock as well if not better than those whores in the porn
movies my dad loved to watch. I would lay in bed at night and finger
myself while squeezing what boobs I had as I dreamed of how Steve's
swollen dick would feel in my mouth. What would it be like to feel him
in my pussy? I would push my finger as deep inside of me as my hymen
would let me, then two and even three, wondering if a cock would feel the
same way. My eyes would close and my hips would raise up off the bed as
I came while dreaming that it was Steve's dick inside of me filling me
with his hot teenage sperm until my pussy overflowed and it drained down
my butt and soaked into the sheets under me.
What was sort of funny was that I think my mom got more of a kick out of
my "problem" than anything. She seemed quite amused by the fact that
since I had started dating Steve my masturbation time had gone off the
chart. Sometimes she would come in my room after I was done and we would
talk about Steve. We had some long talks about what my first time would
be like and what I could do to be better prepared. While she never
openly encouraged me to have sex with him, I got the feeling sometimes
she wondered what was holding me back. She certainly never discouraged
me!
Finally after lying in bed completely exhausted after yet another entire
morning spent in bed masturbating, I decided that I'd held out long
enough. Next time I was determined to learn more about what was
creating that bulge under those pants - a LOT more! Somehow I didn't
think Steve would mind.
On our next date Steve took me to a movie theater and to make a long
story short by the time it was over I'd not only touched my first cock,
I'd sucked it and swallowed my first load of cum as well. The swallowing
part was more by accident than design. I had him in my mouth when he
came without warning and so I ended up with a mouthful whether I really
wanted it or not. Even so I think I loved it even more than he did!
Some of my girlfriends had already blown their boyfriends and a few of
them had complained to me how disgusting their cum tasted. Well, maybe
it was just Steve's particular flavor but all I knew was I was addicted
to cum from day one. My only regret was I'd waited so long before
finding out how great it was.
After that I took advantage of every opportunity to suck Steve's magical
cock. We often did it in my bedroom, often while my parents were
home. It wasn't liked they cared but Steve didn't know that they knew
exactly what we were doing because I would tell them about it afterwards.
Maybe it was best he didn't know as he seemed to really get off knowing
that my parents were right below us while he was stroking his dick in and
out of my mouth.
The more I sucked my boyfriend's dick the more I found myself dreaming
about what it would be like to have him fuck me with it. One thing I
knew for sure was that there wouldn't be any problems getting Steve to do
it. He had made it clear many times that he wanted to fuck me sooner
than later. Again, I was starting to get the feeling that I might lose
him if I didn't put out more.
Chapter 2 - The Great Debate
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Under the circumstances it was just a matter of time before we did IT
but it WAS a big step for me to take and I didn't want to rush into it
until I was absolutely sure. I mean when you come down to it, sucking
cock is no big thing really. Heck, if anything I was probably one of the
last in my tight circle of friends to do it. Unlike a BJ though, letting
Steve fuck me would mean I was having SEX, something that most of my
friends were NOT doing although a couple had started already. Beth was
the first of our group to do it and Steve had been the one so it was sort
of ironic that I was looking to have him take mine as well.
Another thing I had to take into consideration was that while most people
didn't take blowjobs seriously, once a girl my age gets a reputation for
REALLY putting out she's immediately tagged with the title "slut". Based
on his reputation I had to assume that if I let Steve fuck me that he
would promptly go out and do what he did after fucking all of the other
girls and tell all of his friends about it who would likely tell all of
their friends. Not to mention that I knew full well how the girls at
school talked about other girls who were "easy" and I wasn't so
sure I wanted them talking about ME that way. Then again I had to
admit that it sort of turned me on to think that they would talking about
ME, probably even jealous that it wasn't them getting laid by a hunk like
Steve.
Actually, getting a "reputation" wasn't really a big concern for me.
Judging from what people wrote in my mom's high school yearbook she
obviously wasn't the class virgin and she certainly turned out great.
No, what bothered me the most was fear that Steve was just looking at me
as yet another notch on his belt. Would he dump me once he bagged my
fourteen year-old virgin pussy? Once I started dating her brother Sharon
had filled me in with all the details about the older girls he'd dated,
some of them even college girls, so I wasn't waiting for him to proclaim
his undying love for me or anything silly like that before we had sex.
Simply put I didn't want to be used, at least not my first time. Like
any girl I wanted my first time to be special, hopefully even a little
romantic and not just getting fucked in some uncomfortable dark back
seat.
Although I had several friends with whom I felt comfortable discussing
most things, my best friend Beth being my favorite and most confidential,
my ultimate confidante was my mom. I never kept ANY secrets from her and
whenever I had a problem or question that I couldn't tell anyone else I
knew my mom was always there for me. As I already mentioned, she and I
were already discussing sex in general with several coy references to
Steve and she'd given me quite the lesson in preparation for my first
blowjob date so after I'd been sucking Steve's dick for some time I
decided to ask my mom what she thought I should do so far as letting him
fuck me.
The next morning after my dad had left for work I slipped under the
covers with my mom in bed. We were both nude as that was how we always
slept but with the covers over us we couldn't see other anyway. Even
without them it wasn't like we would've been flaunting ourselves or being
kinky. Except when she was making love with my dad our family practiced
an open-door policy. Unless we had visitors our bedroom doors were never
shut. The only reason they shut the door during sex was my mom just felt
that was something intimate between her and her husband, not that they
hiding anything. For that matter neither of my parents hid anything from
me so there was nothing for me to be ashamed of or be shy about. Why
does everyone make such a big deal out of nudity anyways? Heck, my mom
had even helped me learn to masturbate better! Now don't run off with
any perverted ideas. Mom demonstrated everything on herself, not me.
Ewwwww, now THAT would have been a bit weird to say the least!
"Hey baby girl, what's the problem?" she asked as she rubbed the sleep
from her eyes. My mom worked shifts as a nurse at the hospital but she'd
gotten a good night's sleep and was just being lazy so I didn't feel
guilty waking her to discuss something so important.
"Oh Mom, I just don't know what to do," I started out. No sense beating
around the bush so I just asked her straight out saying, "Steve wants to
fuck me and I don't know if I should let him."
My mom just chuckled, rolling her eyes and then she asked, "Well Kelly,
EVERY teenage boy wants to do his girlfriend so what makes this situation
any different? You know you don't have to do anything you're not
comfortable with."
Well she had me there. My mom had a knack for drilling straight to the
core of an issue and in this case she asked the exact question that was
nagging me.
"You know Kelly, I think the question you should be asking yourself is do
YOU want him to fuck you? "
I flopped over onto my back and thought for a moment. "Well I guess I
do," I answered albeit rather lamely.
My mom frowned at me. "What do you mean you GUESS you do? This is quite
a decision for you to make so you better not just be guessing."
Of course my mom was right, wasn't she always? In reality I knew the
answer, I just needed her confirmation. Taking a deep breath I responded
with, "OK, I WANT Steve to fuck me."
My mom turned on her side to face me and leaned up on her elbow at that
and smiled at me knowingly. "Ahhhhh, I see what's going on here. It's
not really about Steve, is it? I think someone's just horny and wants to
get laid. It's not like it hasn't been obvious to your dad and me the
past few weeks since you started blowing the boy."
Believe it or not I blushed! I'd never been shy about masturbating in
front of my parents but I hadn't really given thought to how much more
I'd been doing it recently. Why hadn't they said anything before now?
My eyes involuntarily glanced downward, my body language betraying me and
she knew she had me cornered so she continued, "You know, there are two
ways to give up your virginity. You can either give it to someone who
loves you and respects you or you can give it away just for the sake of
having sex. Somehow I think you just want to get laid. Am I right?"
"Well...," I stammered. I hadn't planned on putting it quite THAT way
but essentially she was right. How do mother's read minds anyway?
Still it wasn't quite THAT bad, was it? Sure I was horny but I DID want
to be respected after all.
"Oh don't try denying it, that's just part of being a normal teenage
girl," she consoled me, putting her hand gently on my arm, "I'm just
surprised you've been blowing him this long without doing it already."
Blushing again, I bit my lower lip nervously as she continued, "Actually,
I'd be a lot more concerned as your mother if you came in here and tried
to tell me that you did NOT want to have sex. It's perfectly natural to
want it, especially with all the changes you're going through now. The
only question I DO have to ask is, do you really want this boy to be your
first?"
I looked at her quizzically, wondering where she was going with this. Of
course I wanted Steve to be the one, who else?
"What I'm trying to say Kelly, is do you want to just throw away your
virginity to some high school boy who simply wants to add you to his
scorecard? Have you ever considered that maybe there might be someone
else out there who wants your virginity who might be more concerned about
YOU than just getting laid, someone who loves you?"
I shook my head in total confusion. Sometimes my mom could be a little
too philosophical for me and this was definitely one of those times.
Like I had absolutely no idea what the heck she was talking about! I
mean like who did I know that loved me who would want to fuck me? I may
have been fourteen and horny but I wasn't so naive as to think for one
minute that Steve loved me in a romantic sense. I mean, we enjoyed each
other and had some good times and I knew he loved me blowing him. Even
so was under no delusions that if I stopped putting out for him that he
would drop me like a hot potato. Of course my parents loved me but not
like THAT! Was she hinting that maybe I should wait then?
I looked at my mom with a questioning face but she dropped that line of
discussion without further explanation realizing that I hadn't a clue
what she was talking about.
***************
Note by Kelly: It wasn't until a couple of years later that I recalled
this conversation and the proverbial light bulb went off
brightly over my head. To this day I wish she'd have
explained it to me better but at the same time I
understand that she felt she was protecting me at the
time by not revealing anything. Of course now I know
that she was talking about my own father! She knew he
loved me and wanted to be my first but they had a pact
that if anything like that ever happened it would only be
because I initiated on my own, without any encouragement
from either of them. Had she told me it would have been
a shock for sure as I had no clue he felt that way about
me. At the same time I loved my dad and adored him as my
father so I would've gladly given myself to him if that's
what he wanted. As it was it would be two more years
before I learned the truth. Oh well, I guess better late
than never although I will feel guilty about it for the
rest of my life.
***************
In the meantime, my mind was focused on Steve so her cryptic suggestion
went in one ear and out the other and I didn't give it any further
thought. OK, I'm a brunette so no blonde jokes about it being a clear
path from one to the other!
"Well then Kelly, if you're all set on it being Steve then all I can say
then is that I hope you have enough common sense to use protection. I'll
be happy to take you to your doctor next week if you're really serious
about this," my mom said. "I guess I should've seen this coming and had
you in with her already."
Pardon me if I explain the obvious.... she meant that I should go on the
pill BEFORE I started having sex. My heart sank at that as even if I got
started immediately it would be at least a couple of months before it
was 100% effective. She probably had thought that since I'd waited over
fourteen years for this then what was another two months? Well SIXTY
days, that's what and I didn't want to wait sixty days. At the same time
I knew better than to argue with her. There were some things my mom and
I just didn't agree on and I guess this was going to be one of them.
We hugged after that and as always I felt so secure in her warm embrace.
The warmth of my mom's nude body against mine always made me feel close
to her in a way nothing else did. At times like this I really
appreciated that we could be so open with one another. I remembered how
as little girl I would crawl in bed with my mom seeking her love and
attention like a little puppy. She would stroke the backs of her
fingertips all over me and run her fingers though my hair, soothing and
relaxing me while at the same time goose bumps rose all over me. There
was just something about being with her that way that felt so natural,
like it was meant to be. Then we kissed as only a mother and daughter
can. It felt so natural, so right to kiss my mom especially after
sharing our most intimate secrets and thoughts.
"OK then, I really don't know what else to tell you baby," my mom said,
rolling over on her back after we finally parted, stretching her bare
arms out as she tried to stifle a yawn. "We've talked about this a lot
before so you know what to do. Of course if you ever have any more
questions you know you can always ask me or your father."
As horny as I was right then thinking about being with Steve, I didn't
really want to get into another generic discussion on sexual techniques
at the moment so I shook my head. My mom had already told me a lot about
what it would be like my first time. She even used one of her dildos on
herself to help me understand what would happen and how to best do it the
first time. It was fascinating and a little frightening even to see her
take such a huge thing all the way inside of her and I shivered a little
with anticipation contemplating what it would feel like the first time
Steve entered me. In the end I assumed most of it would be instinctive
anyways but her motherly advice couldn't hurt.
As I lay in my parent's bed naked pressed up against my mom I found
myself thinking about Steve fucking me. OMG, I suddenly felt SO horny
that I simply HAD to touch myself. Wow I was so wet! My mom must have
felt me moving as she looked over at me to see what I was doing. She
just rolled her eyes and sighed softly.
"Sheesh Kelly, why don't you go to your own room if you're going to do
that? Last night was a rough shift and I really need some extra sleep."
I thought about teasing her that my dad never sent me to my room when I
masturbated but she looked so tired I didn't have the heart. Back in my
room I laid on my own bed and toyed with my pussy with my fingers,
imagining they were Steve's, imagining his hands all over me, maybe even
his mouth on my pussy. Wow, what would it feel like to have his tongue
on me? As many times as I'd blown him he still hadn't eaten me out, not
for lack of trying I might add. I couldn't even imagine how it would
feel to have Steve suck on my clit the same way he did on my nipples but
I was ready to let him have a good try if it made it easier to fuck me!
My hips rose up and I bucked as my orgasm swept through me while I imaged
Steve finally fucking me for the first time! I came so hard that
afterwards I thought it was probably a good thing my mom had shooed me
off to my own bed. She never would have been able to sleep through that!
Chapter 3 -Steve Gets Impatient
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Steve and I dated a few more times after my talk with my mom and I could
tell he was getting more and more impatient with me. For sure he didn't
complain about the blowjobs I gave him but each time I pushed his hand
away from trying to get to my crotch under my clothes I could see the
frustration growing in his face. One night we were up in my room fooling
around and as I was sucking his cock he tried to pull my shorts down for
the umpteenth time. I firmly took his hand in mine and pulled it away
but this time it must have been the straw that broke the camel's back and
Steve expressed his anger and frustration with me.
"God dammit Kelly, what's your fuckin' problem anyway?" he said with a
loud huff, "That's it... are you gonna let me fuck you or not? I'm
tired of playing your silly teasing games. You really need to grow up!"
Well I was shocked to say the least. Teasing games? And silly ones at
that? Was he implying I was some little immature girl? I knew he'd
wanted to fuck me since our first date but as my mom observed, what boy
doesn't? I was only fourteen so it wasn't like I was holding out for
marriage or anything. For crying out loud I wanted it just as much as he
did! But unlike him, for me it was going to my first time. It was MY
virginity and it meant something to me so I didn't want him to just take
it and run, leaving me behind like a stupid girl he'd used and abused.
Fortunately my courage failed me before I said anything I would later
regret and I shrank back from him, tears starting to form in my eyes.
"I want to Steve, I really want to. I'm just.... afraid," I said in a
low voice that he probably could barely hear. Steve looked at me and it
finally must have dawned on what was going on, the internal struggle that
was tearing me apart.
"Oh Kelly, Kelly," he said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me in
close to him.
I was just wearing a white pair of denim shorts as my top had long since
been removed while he was wearing just a short sleeved shirt, his pants
and underwear also long since history. My small bare boobs rubbed
against the soft fabric of his shirt, tickling my sensitive nipples.
Even with all that was being said I was still holding onto his stiff
cock. Nope, no matter what I wasn't letting it go for anything if I
could help it!
"Don't worry Kelly... I know what I'm doing... you've got nothing to be
afraid of, I would never hurt you." he assured me.
What I wanted to just scream , "YOU IDIOT!" but I knew better. He
obviously didn't have a clue about how I was feeling and I guess it
wasn't his fault that he was a guy. Instead, I just nestled up to him
and said softly, "That's not what I meant... I'm not worried about how it
feels doing it. What I'm afraid of is that you won't want me anymore
afterwards."
Steve let out a long breath and a sigh. I knew what he was probably
thinking that I was some silly emotional little girl and the things he
had to put up with to get a piece of fresh pussy! But I had to give him
credit as he at least TRIED to be a gentleman.
"Oh Kelly, how could you ever think that? You know I care a lot about
you. I don't date you just for the sex."
Yeah right! I mean like I might wish that was true but I wasn't THAT
stupid! If I hadn't blown him on our first date I knew there wouldn?t
have been a second. Yet there WAS something in his voice that at least
sounded sincere. Maybe he DID care about me at least just a little
Bit more than just a piece of ass. In the past few weeks I found myself
growing fond of him as well and it wasn't just my infatuation with that
wonderful dick between his legs. Steve was actually a pretty good guy
once you got to know him. Maybe he WAS taking me out for more than just
sex. After all it wasn't like all he was always the one pushing me to
suck his cock. Often it was me that was took the initiative to start
unzipping him before we even left the driveway!
"Tell me Steve... would you still take me out if I didn't suck your cock
every time?" I asked him in a low voice. As soon as I'd said it I
regretted it. What a stupid question to ask!
"Of course!" Steve replied, "Now don't get the impression that I don't
LIKE you blowing me but that's not the only reason we go out you know."
Well, it may have been 99% bullshit but even if it was only 1% true it
was music to my fourteen year-old ears. I looked at him with big red
eyes and stroked his cock slowly as I whispered to him, "Just give me
some more time... please?"
Steve smiled at me and then joked or at least I think he was joking. "OK
then, but I expect one hell of a blowjob tonight!"
Like how could I resist? It was easy to agree since it was the same
thing I'd been wanting since we entered my bedroom so we were both happy
that night. As usual he came in my mouth and I greedily swallowed it,
now hungry for his cum. After about a dozen or so BJs I no longer
cringed when he came in my mouth and I was even starting to enjoy the
taste of his cum.
Immediately after Steve left I headed down to the basement family room
where I told my parents what had happened. It helped me to feel better
that they supported me and told me that I had done the right thing. I
was so happy that I jumped on my dad's lap to give him a big kiss him but
he pulled away the moment he saw some of Steve's cum on the corners of my
mouth. Gee whiz, fathers can be so silly some times. On the other hand
my mom didn?t have any issues. I wondered to myself how my boyfriend's
cum comparted to my dad's as our tongues met and she tasted the remains
of Steve's sperm. I'd only tasted Steve's so did all men taste the same?
Hmmmmmm, maybe I should ask her next time we were in bed together...
OK, so maybe I was being a bit generous in my feelings about any romantic
feelings he might have for me but I was willing to rationalize if need be
if that's what it took to satisfy the ever growing hunger in me. After
all, Steve wasn't the only one getting frustrated over not having sex!
Chapter 3 - Sucking Steve's Cock
================================
As luck would have it an opportunity arose sooner than expected when my
parents decided to go away for the next weekend on some sort of "date" of
their own. As their daughter it was comforting to know my parents were
so much in love and could still be romantic. Just as they were about to
walk out the door my mom turned back and whispered to me, "Promise me
you'll be careful if you decide to fool around this weekend, you hear
me?"
Mothers! Like any fourteen year-old daughter I rolled my eyes sighing,
"whatever!". No sooner were they were out of sight than I was on the
phone with Steve. "Hey sexy! My parents just left for the weekend.
Wanna come over?"
Not that it mattered really if my parents were home or not. They had
told me when I first started dating that they'd rather I fool around in
my bedroom than in some back seat or worse. This way too they were
always there in case things got out of hand and I know my dad would check
in on me periodically to make sure everything was OK. Steve's mom was a
little more conservative so he sort of freaked out the first time I
started sucking his cock with my parents downstairs but I assured him
they wouldn?t bother us. I didn?t dare tell him I left the door cracked
open so my dad could keep an eye on his little girl! Blowing him was one
thing though and I knew Steve would probably never have the courage to
fuck me the first time if my parents were home no matter how much I
insisted it was OK.
As for asking him if he wanted to come over, it was a silly question
really as of course he agreed instantly. As I eagerly waited for him to
drive over I checked myself out in the full length mirror in my bedroom.
Seeing the reflection of my naked body, for a moment I wouldn?t help but
wonder what Steve saw in me. I didn?t have the boobs of girls like Beth
and while my butt wasn't too bad my legs were still skinny and pony-like.
My pubic hair wasn't curly and long like my friend's, more fuzzy and
short although I enjoyed running my fingers through it. Turning around
and twisting my head over my shoulder I couldn't help but smile. Yeah,
my ass looked good! Little wonder I preferred running around the house
bottomless with a T-shirt or something up to cover my all but flat chest.
Turning back I tried to imagine standing completely naked like this in
front of my boyfriend, offering myself to him. Closing my eyes, my hand
seemed to have a mind of its own as it moved between my legs. I found
myself thinking of whose hand I was hoping would be there before too much
longer. Oh wow I was so excited! For the past month I'd been playing
with myself imagining Steve running his large hands all over me, dreaming
what it would be like for him to take me naked in his strong arms. I
imagined feeling his nude sixteen year-old body tight against mine, then
the feel of his manhood entering my most private place for the first
time. Oh yeah, I wanted him so bad!
Turning from the mirror I thought about how Steve's sister Sharon and I
had been talking about my dreams for her brother almost every day. One
day she confided something shocking to me.
"You know Kelly, you're so lucky. I wish he would fuck me too."
Sharon had joked about this sort of thing in the past and all my friends
would tease her but nobody took it seriously. My eyes widened as I
realized this time that she was being serious!
"Really?" I gasped, "You want your own brother to fuck you? Like
really?"
"Well, you want him to fuck you and so do half the girls in school so why
wouldn't I?"
As often was the case with Sharon, her logic escaped me. "But Sharon,
he's my boyfriend so of course I want to fuck him. Steve's your BROTHER
for goodness sakes. That would be incest!"
Sharon didn't seem to care what I was saying. Then again I didn't have a
brother so I guess I couldn't say really how I would feel in her case,
especially if I had an older brother as sexy as Steve. Still, for her to
fuck her own brother would be like having my own dad fuck me. Ewwwww...
So weird!
Sharon shrugged like it was no big deal and maybe it wasn't. "Well, it's
not like he ever would. Shit, he won't even look at me when I'm naked."
As tempting as it was to pursue that line of thought I didn't go there so
I was left wondering when Sharon was letting her own brother see her
nude. If you asked me Steve seeing his sister naked was no different
than my dad seeing me nude but Sharon's family was a LOT more
conservative than mine. Probably the last thing I would EVER expect
would be to see them all naked together.
Then I had another thought. Maybe Sharon was actually living vicariously
through me which would explain why she insisted that I tell her every
detail after a date with her brother. She especially seemed interested
when I would describe how his dick look and tasted. As my only close
friend with her virginity intact I just assumed she was curious about
boys in general. Oh well, if things went as I was planning she was
REALLY going to be horny when I told her about what we did later today.
A naughty idea came to me then and I picked up the phone while I watched
for Steve to arrive. I dialed a familiar number and Sharon answered.
"Hi Sharon... do you know where your sexy brother is?" I asked her in a
teasing tone.
"Noooooo," she replied, "Ummmmm.... something I should know about?"
I giggled like the schoolgirl I was and teased her again. "Well he's on
his way over to my house right now and guess what I'm gonna let him do to
me?"
A gasp was clearly audible from on the other end of the line. "No!
You're not gonna let him... or are you?"
All I could do was giggle even more and Sharon got the message loud and
clear. "Damn you Kelly, that's not fair!"
Just then I heard Steve knocking and so I said, "Sorry girlfriend, he's
here. I'll call you after he leaves... AFTER your brother fucks me!"
Before she could answer I hung up the phone feeling positively naughty
For teasing my boyfriend's sister so badly. I wondered if she would be
masturbating now at home as she thought about what me and her brother
would be doing soon. It wouldn?t be the first time we'd done it as I
recalled one of our dates. She must have been so jealous of me now! I
loved it!
Steve was at the front door looking sexier than ever in his denim cutoffs
and tight ribbed tank top. He was sporting a great tan and was so
muscular from working on a farm during the summer. Oh my god I would
always get so wet and horny every time I saw him in that shirt! I
had nothing on but an old frayed T-shirt and not a very long one at that.
I'd chosen it as it showed off my tanned legs as well as all of my butt,
not to mention providing an unobstructed view of my fuzzy pussy from the
front! Well if he had any doubt what was on my mind it would be erased
the instant he stepped in and I greeted him.
"Hi Steve," I said softly after opening the door, trying to act the part
of the shy schoolgirl even though I dressed like the slut I was hoping to
become. "I've been waiting for you."
The thought that for a moment anyone walking by would see me never
crossed my mind as I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Steve looked me
up and down and smiled a lecherous grin. "Wow Kelly, that is one hot
outfit!" He reached around me and palmed my bare butt. "Mmmmmmm, god I
love your tight little ass!"
I grinned at the compliment and turned to walk away while making sure I
wiggled that tight little ass he admired so much. Then I turned back and
took him by the hand, leading him to the living room couch. Standing in
the middle of the room, we kissed for a long time, each of us anxious do
more but both of us too nervous to make the next move. It was like for
all his bravado, now that he knew he could have me it was a different
story. Om my, was Steve actually a little intimidated by me? Sharon
told me once that I would be the youngest girl he'd ever fucked. It was
true that he'd fucked Beth a few months ago but she was also older than
me, enough to offset the time lag. Did my age that have anything to do
with his desire for me despite my lack of boobs?
It didn?t matter as Steve's lips pressed against mine, our tongues
meeting and toying with the other's. His bare arms around me were so
strong, reaching completely around me and pulling me tightly into his
chest. His hands ran through my brunette hair, just the way he knew I
loved it. It was warm in the house yet I was shivering with excitement.
As tightly as he was holding me, surely he must feel the beating of my
heart as it raced with anticipation. God I wanted him so bad! At that
moment I felt a hunger for him, almost an animal-like lust like I was a
female animal in heat begging to have my urges met in the only way they
could be truly satisfied. Even in my wildest masturbation fantasies I'd
never felt so horny. It was like if Steve didn't fuck me and fuck me
soon I was going to explode!
Steve seemed just as anxious and restless as me. Finally I was putting
out for him! I could see his crotch bulging with the surging of his dick
as it hardened with his lust for me. Neither of us uttered a word,
instead letting our hands and lips do the talking. Steve put his arms
around me and began to rub my back, working his way under my T-shirt onto
my bare back as our kissing became even more passionate and unrestrained.
Then he gradually worked his hand around until finally he was caressing
me just under my boobs. My sexual desire overwhelmed me and I couldn't
take his slow pace anymore so I held his hand and moved it up onto my
tiny right breast.
"Touch me Steve," I whispered fervently, "I want you to touch me all over
my body. You can touch me anywhere... everywhere. Today you can do
anything you want with me Steve."
Steve didn't answer verbally but instead began to massage my boob slowly
as my heart raced even faster. Finally, he grew frustrated with the T-
shirt so he raised my arms and then pulled it up and over my head,
tossing it to the living room carpet in a heap which left me now totally
nude in the process. It was the first time I'd ever been nude with
anyone other than my family (not counting the school locker room). We
had been almost nude before so it wasn't like it was the first time he
had seen most of my naked body yet there was something different this
time, something more sensual... more erotic. Maybe because we each knew
that this time there no bounds, no limits, no saying "no".
Steve sat there smiling widely as he took a good long look at my little
breasts with their rock hard nipples poking out at attention. Despite
myself, as always I was shy at first and started to pull away, worried
that he would think my breasts were too small. Steve had been through
this with me before though, and he knew what was bothering me.
"Don't worry Kelly, they're beautiful," he assured me, "Besides, look at
how they fit perfectly in my hand. Now stop worrying about them! They're
perfect... just perfect."
"Oh Steve, it feels so good when you touch them like that!" I sighed,
head leaning back as I closed my eyes and concentrated on nothing but his
hands on my sensitive boobs.
I loved to play with my boobs when I was alone, sometimes even when I'm
not, but somehow whenever Steve touched them it just felt so much better,
like a completely different experience. Steve leaned over and gently
kissed my neck and then worked his way down until he reached the gentle
swell of my breasts and then even lower until he was sucking on my
nipples. It made me tingle from head to toe as I closed my eyes again
and thought of nothing but how good he was making me feel.
"That's it Steve, suck them... bite them gently... that's it... pull on
my nipples with your teeth." It felt so good that my back arched
involuntarily and a sexual moan escaped from my lips. "Now do the same
to my other breast... give it some attention too."
His tongue swirled around my hard nipples as he sucked on both of my
breasts. Alternating between them, he grabbed the nipples between his
teeth and pulled on them, stretching them out and then releasing them to
snap back, making me groan out loud each time. His hands squeezed them
together, pushing them out and making them look so much bigger than they
really were as his mouth went back and forth between them.
"Oh god Steve! Don't stop!"
I could see his dick pushing into me through his jeans, wanting to be set
free as Steve used his wonderful mouth on my boobs. Then he stood up
again and we kissed, allowing me to feel his dick against me like a hard
piece of wood pressing into me and driving into my flesh. God he was so
hard! Yes, he wanted me! Yes, Steve wanted to fuck me! I knew this
more certainly than I could possible know anything else. And I wanted him
to fuck me, more than anything else in the world right then.
"Fuck me Steve," I said breathlessly, "Please fuck me... Oh god Steve, I
want you to fuck me so bad!"
There, I'd finally said it! The words spilled from my mouth like I was
channeling for some spiritual prostitute. Even though I heard them I
couldn't believe I'd actually said them. It was like a dam had been
broken inside of me, releasing my pent up lust in a flood of emotions
generated by hours of masturbation and fantasy that had been building up
inside of me as I had waited for this moment to arrive. Suddenly I
didn't care anymore what I said, it was like I'd been replaced by some
whore in heat.
"I want your dick in my pussy... fuck me Steve, fuck me with your hard
dick... fuck me... fuck me... oh dammit fuck me Steve!"
Steve's face lit up. I could only imagine what must have been going
through his mind as this petite fourteen year-old suddenly developed the
filthy mouth of a street prostitute, a virgin begging to be deflowered, a
young girl completely lost, drowning in the floodwaters of erotic
emotions that were overwhelming her, begging for him to rescue her as
only his cock could.
Steve glanced around and through the living room window at the street
outside.
"Let's go to your room. People might see us in here!"
I could have told him that it wasn?t likely as I knew that while you
could see out well enough, during the day it was almost impossible to see
inside from the sidewalk. Even if someone DID, who cared? We were so
close and I didn?t want to interrupt this moment but it wouldn?t work if
he was nervous although his dick didn?t seem to mind.
"OK, hurry though!" I whispered
Steve reacted wonderfully, even a little romantically. Reaching under my
warm nude body, he picked me up in his strong muscular arms and carried
me upstairs to my bedroom like a virgin bride on her wedding night. I
could feel his large hands under my bare butt and I wrapped my arms
around his neck, snuggling up close to him as he carried me to my
bedroom.
When we got to my bedroom Steve gently set me down on my bed and I laid
back to watch as he stripped off his clothes. Well first he had to catch
his breath after carrying me up all those stairs, his strong chest
heaving slightly. His handsome chest was glistening and as he stood
there in the middle of my bedroom with his hands on his thin waist I
couldn't help but sigh as I unabashedly stared at him. Oh my god he
looked so handsome and wonderful. Steve quickly dropped his shorts and
underwear providing me the perfect view of his beautiful erect cock as it
poked out from his crotch like a thick sausage emerging from a forest of
dark, dense, black pubic hair. In a strange way, he looked so striking
and manly that it was hard for me to believe what he intended to do to me
and that I wanted him to do it!
"Remember that night during the fireworks when I told you someday you
would know every inch of me," I whispered to him huskily. I slowly
spread my legs apart, baring my fuzzy pussy to him for the first time
like a true slut, "Well, today you can do anything you want to me...
anything."
Steve had the look of a little boy entering a candy store for the first
time. It was like he didn't know where to begin! I would've loved to
have been able to read the thoughts that were rushing through his mind at
that moment. What was he thinking as he looked down on me? This was no
eighteen year-old senior, no college girl all grown up and mature. No,
before him now laid a petite fourteen year-old 85 pound virgin who had
just handed him the keys to her immature body, offering herself to him as
she only could do once in her life.
Then again at the time that is what I imagined he was thinking,
everything so wonderful and romantic. Looking back with more jaded eyes
after having sex with a lot more boys his age or close to it, I now know
that the odds were that as a sixteen year-old horny boy the only thoughts
in his head were about how his dick was going to feel in my pussy when he
broke through my intact hymen!
Steve kneeled on the bed next to me and started to run his hands all over
me. It was like he was exploring me, wanting to see and caress every
square inch of me. His hands moved over the rise of my breasts, down
over my tanned flat stomach, then to my thin waist, over my fuzzy pussy
and then along my smooth thighs and legs only to make his way back up
again. Back at my head, he ran his fingers through my hair, making me
tingle and shiver. Maybe it was being in my own bed that made it all the
more erotic but all I knew was that I never wanted him to stop!
Looking down I saw his ultra-stiff cock sticking straight out from his
sexy hairy crotch. When he leaned over me it would push forward and I
could feel the head of it pressing against my bare skin. This wasn't the
first time I'd felt him against me but now that there was nothing between
us it was far more erotic and sensual than ever before. Before I'd let
him see me almost nude but not touch me and I certainly hadn't spread my
legs wide open for him. Actually, Steve was only the second man to ever
see me nude with my father being the other but he didn't really count -
he was my dad after all, not my boyfriend. Of course the biggest
difference was that unlike my father, Steve wanted to fuck me!
Steve looked down at me, hopefully seeing me no longer as his cute little
girlfriend but now as a sexual object, a girl who was turning him on and
making him horny with a willing pussy anxiously waiting to bring him to
orgasm. Oh my God his cock was so stiff! Sure I'd seen my dad's big and
stiff when he was masturbating but Steve's seemed to be even harder and
bigger than my dad's. Of course at the time I was a little biased as I
couldn't wait for Steve's to be inside of me!
My mouth literally watered as I realized that unlike my dad, who was
probably getting off to thoughts of Amanda Tapping on StarGate when he
masturbated, Steve was hard because of ME. All I could think about was
what I wanted to do with his cock, how badly I wanted to suck it and then
have him drive it deep inside of me for the very first time. I could
feel his stiff dick pressing against me again as he looked me in the
eyes, only this time it was his flesh against my flesh with no jeans
separating him from me. He moved up until he was kneeling next to my
head with his incredible cock pressing against my cheek.
"Suck it Kelly," he whispered, "I want to watch you suck my dick."
It wasn't a surprise as he always loved watching me. Steve moved back a
bit to make room for my hand as I reached out and grasped his swollen
cock. With all the practice I'd had sucking him lately I knew just what
to do to make him feel good. Lovingly I moved my fingers around him and
caressed his cock up and down the shaft. Lifting my head up I pulled a
pillow under it to support me as I started by licking him softly with my
tongue. He was totally rock hard and so sensitive such that the
slightest touch caused his cock to jump. Mmmmmmm, I loved it when it
jumped and moved by itself like it had a mind of its own! Then I took
just the tip into my mouth, barely covering it with my wet lips. Ever so
slowly I started to go down deeper on him, taking his cock into my mouth
just a little bit and then pulling back, each time going a little farther
down his smooth shaft. Mmmmmmm, he tasted so good and I loved the musky
scent of his male sex! Finally I was able to take his whole cock in my
mouth without gagging and was stroking him as fast as I could move my
head up and down.
"Oh god Kelly!" he groaned, "You do that so good... Damn that feels
incredible when you do that!"
It wasn't really surprising that my technique suited him perfectly.
After all, my only blowjob experience was with his cock so my technique
had developed to match up exactly to what he wanted. I'd never asked
Steve how I compared to other girls that had sucked his cock before but
he seemed to enjoy what I did. Every time I blew Steve, when I was
finished I felt like I learned a little something to make it better the
next time. How to interpret his reactions, where to touch him with my
tongue, when to suck and when to stroke, it was all part of my learning
process. Sure my mom had tried her best but practicing on her dildo and
watching porn stars could only teach me so much. I knew I had a LOT to
learn yet but my goal was to have a reputation for being the BEST
cocksucker in school. From what Sharon and my other friends told me,
Steve had already been praising me to his friends which made me so proud.
Take THAT and your big boobs Beth!
As my mouth caressed my boyfriend's erection I ran my fingers through his
dark curly pubic hair and gently massaged his balls. His crotch wasn't
nearly as bushy as my dad's but then I only got to SEE my dad's cock
whereas now I was SUCKING Steve's so it was hard to make a fair
comparison. Not only that but I'd never felt someone else's pubic hair
before like this. Sure I brushed up against my dad's all the time but it
wasn't like I ran my fingers through it. My own pussy was covered with
little more than fuzz rather than the coarser hair my mom had. Even so,
I suspected that before next summer I'd be trimming it a lot more than I
did now, especially when it was bikini time again.
Sighing with joy, I reveled in the feel of his pubic hair against my
face; the coarseness as it tickled my cheeks. Steve's crotch scent was
much stronger than mine but it wasn't bad like underarm odor or bad
hygiene. I'd learned that the hornier he was the stronger it got so in a
manner of speaking it was like an indicator of how turned-on I was making
him. With his cock all the way in my mouth my nose would be buried right
in the thickest part of it and I loved to take in long deep breathes as I
sucked him, enjoying the rich scent of his sexuality.
One thing I DID learn with experience was how to better tell when Steve
was about to cum. There were still a few times when he would surprise me
but in general I was developing like a sixth sense for it. It was
similar to watching my dad masturbate. After all these years I could
almost predict exactly when he would cum. It was something that had
become a sort of running joke between and my mom to see who could predict
the best when he would finish. She had a LOT more experience with my dad
so she usually won but I bet I would beat her if we bet on Steve.
Indeed, I could tell now as I sucked him that Steve was about to cum. It
wasn't like a siren went off or lights flashed but more a combination of
subtle hints. The way he would thrust himself, the pulsing of his dick,
the straining of his cock head, even the rhythm of his breathing were all
part of the preparation process for him to cum. Of course, it never hurt
when he announced it as he liked to do sometimes! Realizing he was about
to cum I almost stopped out of fear that if he did then he might not be
able to fuck me right away afterwards. Then I remembered talking to his
sister Sharon about just this very thing a few days earlier. Sharon
couldn't help but laugh when I asked her what I should do if this were to
happen.
"Oh just enjoy it Kelly!" she had said, shaking her head at me,
"Sometimes I really have to wonder about you. Trust me, I've seen him
stay hard after masturbating three times in a row and he has a hell of a
reputation with his older girlfriends for his ability to keep on going
forever. Don't worry, my horny brother is a fucking machine. You're
SOOOO lucky! God I wish I knew how to convince him to fuck me!"
Of course at the time she laughed when she said it so I'd assumed she was
just teasing me and not serious, at least the part about wishing her
brother would fuck her. Well, I guess I'd been a little na‹ve.
With this tidbit of knowledge on my side I held his balls gently in my
hand as I sucked his cock and felt him swelling ever so slightly larger
in my mouth. It wasn?t something I could actually see but in my mouth it
was more noticeable. Steve started to groan which was a sure sign of an
impending explosion.
"Oh yeah Kelly, I'm cumming!" he grunted loudly, giving voice to his
impending orgasm.
Steve used both hands to hold my head firmly on his cock as his hips
suddenly bucked forward, driving his erupting cock as deeply into my
mouth as he could. The first load of cum emerged from his cannon,
splashing against the back of my throat. This was the moment I loved
best when I sucked him, feeling him release himself into my mouth,
discharging his manhood onto my tongue and down my throat. I kept
sucking and sucking him as he released the last of his sperm, drawing
every drop from him that I could while ensuring he maintained his
erection. I wasn't through with this beautiful cock today, not by a long
shot! When he'd finished I let his cock slip from my mouth with an
audible plop and ran my tongue around my teeth and gums, savoring the
flavor of his potent sperm.
Did I ever mention I LOVE to suck Steve's cock?
Chapter 4 - Masturbating For Steve
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Steve moved from my head down to my waist where he reached between my
tanned smooth thighs, pressing them even further apart. My brown fuzzy
pussy hair was barely long enough for him to pass his fingers through and
I lifted my head to watch him play with me. This was the first time
anyone else but me had played with my pussy this way. I'd allowed Steve
to press against my pussy with my shorts or jeans on but never directly
on me like he was doing now. I giggled as he tickled me.
"Sit back silly... watch me do it," I said as I closed my eyes, spread my
legs even further apart and began to rub my pussy slowly for him.
I couldn't believe what I was about to do, masturbate in front of him
like some nasty sex show. It wasn't that I had never been seen
masturbating before. My parents must have seen me do myself a hundred
times but this was totally different. I'd never put on a show when I
masturbated, at least not the way I would now for Steve. Today I wasn't
just doing while one of my parents just happened to be in the same room.
No... this time I was doing it FOR Steve! My pussy tingled as I felt
like a stripper on stage displaying myself shamelessly for her horny
customers. On the one hand I felt like a slut but on the other hand
there was something about the way he was staring at me that made feel
better about myself than I ever had before. For once I wasn't worried
about my little boobs, my thin ass, or pony legs. Steve was literally
staring at my pussy, as if it was the most fascinating sight he'd ever
seen. I couldn't keep my eyes off Steve as I masturbated. I smiled at
him as seductively as I knew how.
"Usually I watch myself in the mirror when I do this Steve," I whispered
As I smiled, "Today I want you to be my mirror."
OK, so it was a line from one of my dad's porn movies. I have no idea
which one but for whatever reason it had stuck in my head and I doubted
that Steve knew I was plagiarizing. In any case it seemed to have the
effect on him I was hoping for though! I watched my horny boyfriend as I
rubbed my wet swollen clit for him. My fingers began to circle around my
clit, softly massaging it as my movements grew faster. My breathing
quickened and my hips began to buck and then arch into the air. I slid a
single finger into my warm wet pussy, slowly stroking it in and out like
a tiny cock, thinking to myself that soon the real thing would be
replacing it. Steve was watching my every move. He gasped slightly when
I pushing my finger a little inside of me. From the way his cock was
sticking out like a tree trunk from his crotch, he was thoroughly
enjoying the raunchy show I was putting on for him.
The idea of masturbating FOR Steve continued to dominate my thoughts. As
I just mentioned, I'd masturbated with my parents around for years so it
wasn't the first time anyone had seen me masturbate by any means.
However, it WAS the first time anyone had deliberately watched me
masturbated, definitely an important distinction. It was like me seeing
my dad masturbating. I knew he was doing it but once I got used to it I
never really stared at him doing it and besides, he was never seemed
interested in me that way either when I did it with him around. After
all, why would a father be interested in watching his own daughter
playing with herself? I was raised that masturbation was a normal
release and nothing to be ashamed of. Why should anyone have to skulk to
their bedroom or bathroom just to do it?
For me it was incredibly erotic to have someone actually staring at my
pussy as my fingers touched my clit and pushed into it for him to see. I
don't know what was turning me on more, the touch of my hands on myself
or the feeling of his eyes boring holes into my pussy. Actually, this
was one of my mom's suggestion for me when I was about to have sex for
the first time. She'd told me that the wetter and hornier I was before
he fucked me then the easier it would be when he first penetrated me.
Well, I was as soaking wet and horny as I'd ever been so I guess that
meant one thing - I was primed and ready to be fucked for the very first
time by my boyfriend! I glanced at the door for a moment, forgetting
that my parents weren't home. I wondered if they had been if my mom or
dad would have wanted to watch their daughter at this special time in her
life. I would've been proud for them to see how grown up their little
girl was now! Oh well, maybe later?
Those thoughts were quickly forgotten when I looked at Steve and gave him
a sexy smile. I gently rubbed my pussy and said, "Did you know Steve
that when I did this in bed last night I was thinking of you? I was
dreaming of you touching me like this when I came."
While I continued to touch myself slowly and deliberately, Steve's eyes
were fixed on my pussy and I don't think he was even blinking at this
point. It made me feel good that he was stroking his cock with one hand
as I knew he was as anxious to fuck me as I was for him to do it. As
much as I wanted him in me though, at this moment I couldn't bear the
thought of taking my hand off me... not just yet at least. I was soooooo
close!
"Ohhhhhh Steve!" I moaned loudly, closing my eyes as I felt my pussy
begin to surge under my fingers. It was like a bomb had been set off
inside my pussy, exploding inside of me and releasing a flood of pleasure
unlike anything else in the world as it quickly spread thought out my
entire body. I squeezed my eyes shut, flashes of light lit up in the
dark as my orgasm wracked my body from head to toe.
"I'm cumming Steve... Oh god I'm cumming!"
My legs pulled up to my chest as I rocked back and placed my palm over my
throbbing pussy, pulling myself back as my hand pressed on my lightning
hot pussy. My chest felt like it was on fire, reddening like a beach
sunburn as I felt my face and upper chest flush from my orgasm. I put my
other hand over the first, gripping on my crotch, pulling back on it to
drive me into an ever deeper orgasm.
Slowly I returned to earth from whatever plane of existence I traveled to
whenever I experienced an especially good orgasm. Opening my eyes, they
focused on Steve who was staring at me with his mouth hanging open,
practically drooling at the erotic display right in front of him. My
pussy was practically screaming as I eyed his hard dick, now pointing
directly at my pussy like some heat-seeking missile waiting to be
launched. I pulled my hand from my pussy, curling my finger to indicate
I wanted him to come closer to me.
"OK Steve, that's enough of me just dreaming about that dick in me... now
I want it for real."
Chapter 5 - Steve Finally takes My Virginity
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Do I have to even say it? Well Steve didn't hesitate for a second. He'd
already been with enough girls so there wasn't any worry on either of our
parts over what he needed to do. I knew that Beth had been a virgin when
he'd first fucked which I thought was pretty cool as now we had even more
in common as best friends. Thus it wasn?t like Steve had never been with
a virgin before and who knows how many other girls he had claimed before
her. I didn't think it really mattered one way or the other, it was MY
first time and that was all I cared about. Steve reached out between my
spread legs, sliding one of his fingers into my soaking wet pussy and
immediately began to move it in and out like he was fucking me with
his finger. I instinctively moaned at the touch of his hand on me.
Suddenly I knew what I wanted... something that had never been done to me
before.
"Lick me Steve. I want you to eat my pussy."
It was probably moot for me to even ask as Steve was already moving
between my widespread legs. I used both hands to pull his face down into
my fuzzy brown bush. As he reached out with his tongue he easily found
my swollen clit and I gasped when his tongue touched me. Oh my god! He
swirled around my screaming clit and then stuck his tongue as deep into
my pussy as he could reach. When he again took my clit in his mouth he
gently bit on it making my entire body suddenly go went rigid with
pleasure and I moaned loudly.
"Oh my god Steve... that feels SO good!"
Nobody had ever licked my pussy before and the sensation was incredible!
My pussy wetness was all over his face as he moved up and down me with
his mouth and tongue. He worked his hands under me, each one now holding
an ass cheek as he lifted my hips up to press my pussy firmly into his
face like he was eating a pussy watermelon. As he ate me, I used my
hands to massage my boobs, tugging on my hardened nipples, tracing my
fingers in small circles around them.
After what seemed a lifetime of this unbelievable pleasure I pulled him
up to me and kissed him with my pussy juices fresh on his mouth and
cheeks. I loved the taste and smell of myself on his mouth as we kissed.
He was too anxious though to just make out so he quickly worked his way
down back to my crotch, stopping to pay respect to my boobs, kissing my
flat stomach yet again which tickling me, and then finally he was back to
my starving pussy. I was in ecstasy! Like why hadn't I let him do this
to me before today?
I could feel my second orgasm beginning to build, first the tingling
sensation in my pussy, then the goose bumps as my body shivered with
pleasure, and then suddenly the explosion of pleasure once again from my
pussy that quickly spread throughout my entire body like an earthquake.
Surges of incredible pleasure pulsed from my pussy, coursing through my
body like waves smashing on the beach. I could feel my cum gushing out
of me, covering his face with my juices as he eagerly licked up as much
as he could.
Simply put, I was in heaven. I was now so horny that any inhibitions
that may still have been within me simply disappeared. My pussy was as
soaking wet and ready as it would ever be. Out poured the words again
that I knew he wanted to hear. I looked Steve square in the eyes and in
a firm and unwavering voice I said to him, "Fuck me Steve... fuck me
NOW!"
Sure I'd said that to him before downstairs in the living room but this
time it was different. Down there it was just something I wanted him to
do eventually. This time it was something I wanted him to do to me NOW.
No more games. No more teasing or flirting. No more masturbating. No
more oral sex. I wanted my sexy boyfriend to fuck me and I wanted him to
know it in no uncertain terms.
Steve looked up at me from his position between my thighs. Wow! I will
always remember how he appeared to me at that moment, an image that is
forever seared into my mind. He looked so damn sexy as he laid there
with my bare my legs on either side of him, his face glistening wet with
my pussy juices. My fuzzy pussy was just under his chin as he looked
upwards at me with a grin.
"Are you sure Kelly? Is that what you really want?"
Good grief, what the hell did he think I wanted? A massage? Here I was
lying on my back in my own bed, stark naked after having just sucked his
cock and swallowed his cum. I'd masturbated until I came right in front
of him and now after eating my pussy and having orgasm again I was
asking, no begging him to fuck me. After all that, NOW he wanted to know
if I really meant what I said? All I knew at the time was that if he
didn't do it soon I was going to explode from the unbridled lust that was
building up in me more every second, like a ticking time bomb nearing the
end of its countdown.
Whatever he might be thinking as far as I was concerned there was
absolutely no turning back now. I may have been only fourteen years old
but I was plenty old enough to knew at that moment I wanted nothing more
in the world than to be fucked! I wanted to scream as I couldn't hold
back anymore, I HAD to have him in me. I just didn't WANT Steve to fuck
me, I NEEDED him to fuck me!
"Will you just quit with the stupid questions and fuck me!" I finally
blurted out, "Dammit fuck me Steve... PLEASE oh PLEASE fuck me now!"
Well, I guess he finally got the message as Steve moved up until his hard
naked body was hovering over mine. I felt so small under his large body,
like he would crush me if he should slip and fall on me. Reaching down
with my hand to grab his stiff cock I used my other hand to spread my wet
swollen pussy lips apart, just like my mom had shown me to do on herself
using her own hands and a dildo. I could feel the smooth head of his
dick pressing against the wet opening of my pussy, just one hard push
lacking for it to enter me. Instinctively I lifted my hips upwards to
try to push him into me and he responded by pressing back against me.
Damn, he wasn't going in! It was like I was too small, too tight to
allow this intruder to violate me. Steve pressed harder and I could
literally see his cock, even as stiff and hard as it was, bend slightly
with the pressure. I prayed silently for divine intervention, anything
that would allow him to penetrate me.
Steve pressed harder to where it actually hurt a little and then suddenly
without warning I felt myself spreading apart for his cock, not the
little push I feel when I insert a tampon or drive a finger up into
myself. No, this was like the difference between taking a small candy
cane into your mouth and trying to push a large cucumber in whole except
in this case it was Steve's cock pressing into my pussy forcing it to
open up wider than it had ever stretched before. It was like my crotch
was being split wide open as my pussy widened to accept him. The best
part was that while it hurt a little, somehow or another it also felt so
damn good!
As Steve continued to push relentlessly into me, I was glad that I'd
gotten myself as wet as I had beforehand just like my mom had told me to
as it made it a little bit easier for him to enter me. It felt like I
was stuffed yet when I looked down I saw that it was just his thick head
in me now. I marveled at the incredibly erotic sight of the first cock
to ever enter this most private part of my body. He wiggled himself in
and out, never going in any further but driving me crazy as his head
stimulated the nerve endings that seemed to abound just inside my pussy
hole. I gasped as he started to press inward again.
"Ready?" Steve whispered. I nodded, afraid to trust my voice and he
continued, "OK, let me know if it hurts too much."
Academically I knew what was coming but you may as well say you know
how it feels to jump out of a plane by reading a book on skydiving or
watching a movie. Steve's sixteen year-old cock was as stiff as any
could be as he pressed inward until I could feel him pressing up against
my hymen, my virginity's last stand against this invader who threatened
it as none had never before. In the end it was all bluff and bluster as
it wasn't even a close call. With one final surge Steve groaned and I
felt his cock rip through my cherry like a German panzer division! I bit
my lower lip hard, fighting back the tears as I felt a sudden sharp pang
of intense pain. He didn?t stop but pushed until he was buried inside of
me, the base of his dick now pressing up against my crotch.
"You OK?" he asked anxiously. It made my heart surge that he cared so
much for how I felt and didn?t just rut me like a whore.
"Just stay like that for a moment please," I said with my teeth gritted,
the pain ever so slowly subsiding.
OMG, I'd done it! My virginity was history, never to be recovered. I
closed my eyes and concentrated on the unique feeling of being joined
physically with another human being. He felt so big in me! It was like
I could feel him in my belly! I'd dreamed for so long of this moment and
it was everything I'd ever imagined... and so much more. Steve's dick
was actually INSIDE of me! It was like we were one body now, joined
together in the most intimate act a boy and girl can perform.
"OK... keep going," I whispered huskily as I finally reached the point
where the pain was being overridden by the pleasure of his cock inside of
me.
Without another word Steve began to fuck me. I saw that there was a
little blood on his cock as he pulled out for another thrust and then
began to stroke himself slowly in and out of me. I tensed up as he
fucked me. As much as I wanted it to feel good I couldn't ignore the
return of the searing pain as his cock rubbed against what was
essentially an open wound inside of me.
As painful as it was to give up my virginity, at the same time there was
a sensation of pleasure that began to rise to counter the pain. I have
to admit that at the beginning pain was winning out by a wide margin.
Then as my boyfriend continued to thrust inside of me, stimulating me as
only a real cock in your pussy can, pleasure began to gain on pain and
finally took the lead. Even so, it wasn't like the pain just surrendered
and disappeared, it was just masked by the incredible new sensations his
dick was producing inside of me. When he was buried inside of me it was
like I just had to stop and allow my mind catch up to my body. He'd
fucked me for a few minutes when I felt like I needed to just take a
moment to yet again try and absorb what was all happening to me.
"Just hold it still in me Steve. Let me just feel your cock in me for a
moment," I whispered.
It wasn?t later when I was telling my parents about it that I realized
how wonderful Steve reacted in that moment. They both seemed surprised
that Steve had the willpower to stop at that point. I remember my mom
nodding to my dad, commenting on how it was best for a girl to be with a
boy who had done it before. I'm sure had it been Steve's first time he
would have just kept fucking me until he came without any concern for my
feelings.
"Are you OK Kelly?" Steve asked with a look of concern on his face.
He was so worked up it was impossible for him to be completely still as
he lay on top of me, holding most of his weight off of me as he leaned on
his elbows, grinding his hips ever so slowly into me. I nodded, my lips
pressed together as I squeezed down on his dick with my pussy to hold him
tight. I tried to concentrate on nothing but him fucking me, trying to
sear an image of this moment in my mind so I would always remember this
defining event as clearly as I could. As he gently rocked inside of me
the pain was gone now and I was able to enjoy it more. Steve's cock was
literally throbbing in me, pulsing with the hot blood engorging it.
As we laid on my bed, Steve on top of me with his cock buried inside of
me, I closed my eyes tried to imagine how we would've looked to anyone
coming in my room right now. They'd see a fourteen year-old girl with
her legs spread apart with her sixteen year-old boyfriend laying in
between, his hairy crotch pressed against her little pussy with his
cock nowhere to be seen. Once again I wished my parents could see their
little girl now. Then I thought of Sharon and how turned on she would be
to see her older brother fucking me like this. I knew she would be
jealous of me as she would be wishing it were her in my place. Yep, it's
amazing how many thoughts can run through your mind in just a short few
seconds!
"OK Steve, fuck me now," I whispered softly to him, "You can cum in me
now."
Steve smiled broadly when he heard me and lifted himself up. He to
stroke himself again in and out of me. I raised my head again so I could
look down and watch myself being fucked. It was fascinating to witness
his cock appearing and then disappearing as he thrust himself into me
harder and harder, faster and faster. It amazed me to realize that as
his dick disappeared from sight, I could actually feel myself filling
with him at the same time. God, he really WAS inside of me! I could
feel him growing even bigger in me, then he swelled even more. I knew
from blowing him what that meant and in a way I was happy he was cumming
so soon. My poor pussy simply wasn't going to be able to take much more
abuse today!
"Almost there!" he gasped as he thrust into me again and again.
My eyes widened as suddenly I remembered that despite my mom's warnings
and lectures I wasn't using any birth control yet and he wasn't wearing
a condom. Oh my god, he was about to cum in me and I had even encouraged
him to do so! I had to stop him! At the same time though I didn't want
him to stop. I didn't want his dick to leave me. I wanted him to stay
in me and never pull out. I didn't care about anything at that moment
but having him fuck me and cum in me. Thoughts of condoms and birth
control disappeared as I felt yet another orgasm surging in me. The hell
if he was going to pull out of me now, not with another orgasm about to
take me to the moon this time!
"That's it Steve, cum inside of me," I moaned to him, "Stay in me... cum
inside my pussy! I want your sperm in me!"
No doubt a less experienced boy would probably have done just that,
allowing our sexual lust to substitute for prudence and responsibility.
I'm sure had it been his first time Steve would've done just as I begged
him to and unleashed his seminal load deep inside of me, resulting in god
only knows what results. Fortunately for both of us, this wasn't his
first rodeo and he knew how to ride. Even so, whether it was the thrill
of banging a girl so young or the feeling of my super-tight virginal
(well, not any more) pussy surrounding his dick, Steve wasn't 100%
successful.
"Oh fuck Kelly, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" he cried out loudly as he
pushed himself hard into me.
Suddenly I felt a strange sort of warmth inside me and my own orgasm took
off as I realized what he was doing. He was cumming inside of me! Yet
Steve did pull out of me after the first load where he released the
remainder of his warm sperm like water from a firehouse all across my
stomach and breasts - a bit even reached my face. I was amazed that he
could produce so much so soon after the huge load he'd dumped in my mouth
earlier but then that was one of the things I loved about his sixteen
year-old cock. Steve's dick was like the Energizer Bunny of cocks - he
just kept cumming and cumming. I took my finger and wiped some into my
mouth. I scooped up the rest from my body and slurped it down as well.
When he was finished Steve lay down next to me, completely drained both
physically and emotionally. I rolled over and put my head on his heaving
chest, draping my arm and one leg over him as I tried to be as close to
him as I could. My warm wet pussy was pressed against his strong leg as
I felt a mixture of pleasure and just a bit of stinging inside. Even
with the pain I was already looking forward to the next time. If it felt
this good the first time, even with the sharp pain of my virginity being
ripped, I could only imagine how it was going to feel later! I craned my
neck to look up at him.
"Well, you know what this means now don't you?" I said seductively.
"Ummmmm, what is that Kelly?" he responded, as if he had no idea what I
was about to say.
I smiled sat him and said, "Well, since you're the one responsible for
getting me started, from now on you're going to have to fuck me whenever
and anywhere I ask."
Steve just laughed and then grinned. Needless to say he wasn't arguing!
Before we finished there was one thing left I wanted to do. Steve was
resting so I moved myself down his body until my head was on his stomach
and his cock was only a few inches from my mouth. I licked my lips in
anticipation as I gazed at it. It was hard to imagine that just moments
before it had been inside of me, penetrating me and violating my virgin
pussy.
Steve's dick was still glistening from a mixture of our cum so I bent
down to taste it. I usually tasted my fingers whenever I masturbated
since I love the taste of my pussy. This was different though, a mixture
of feminine pussy and male cum served on a warm smooth cock. It actually
tasted pretty good and so I sucked him gently for several minutes. He
may have been tired but his cock had a mind of its own as it quickly
returned to its erected state. Finally I let him out of my mouth and
just held his cock in my hand with my head still on his stomach, tracing
my fingers lightly up and down his perfect teen boy body.
We must have stayed that way for almost an hour, kissing and rubbing up
against each other. I think he would have fucked me again had I asked
but I knew it would be better to give my poor pussy some time to recover.
Eventually though we got up and he got dressed while I stayed in bed
naked. When he was ready he leaned over and I gave him a passionate
goodbye kiss and then he left to return home.
After he left I got up and looking in the mirror. Wow, was this the same
girl who I'd seen just a few hours earlier? Wow, I was a total wreck!
My hair was a disaster and my face was still so flushed it looked like I
had a fever. The girl I'd seen before was an innocent fourteen year-old
virgin ready for high school. Now I had my first look at my future as a
cock-hungry freshman slut and I smiled. How long would it take for
everyone to know? I had a feeling it wouldn?t be long knowing Steve.
Chapter 6 - Telling My Parents
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That night lying naked in bed unable to sleep I relived the experience
over and over in my mind. My pussy was feeling much better now and so I
masturbated thinking of Steve's wonderful cock and the things he'd done
to me earlier with it. I finally fell asleep, lying on my side with my
hand planted firmly on my pussy, dreaming of how wonderful it had been
when Steve's dick was inside of me. Mmmmmmm, I wished he could have
stayed in me forever!
My parents returned early the next morning while I was still in bed in
virtually the same position I'd fallen asleep. I was rudely awakened
when my dad slapped my bare bottom! I rolled over to see who it was and
he greeted me with, "Wake up Kelly, you lazy bones. Time to get up!"
My father leaned over me and I gave him a big hug. I couldn't wait to
tell both of my parents what had happened the day before. I sat up in
bed and crossed by legs Indian style under me. I'd been sleeping nude
since I was twelve, same as my parents and we never wore anything in the
hot tub so neither of us was embarrassed or turned-on by the fact that I
wasn't wearing anything.
"Hey dad, glad you're home. You'll never guess what I did yesterday!"
Yeah, like the messy sheets and the powerful scent of sex that still
permeated my bedroom wasn?t a hint. While I'm sure my mom had clued him
in my dad played along answering, "Well, it must have been good to get
you this excited. So what's the big story?"
I straightened up my posture, brushed my hair back with both hands, stuck
out my chest and with a big smile proclaimed, "Well, your daughter's now
officially a woman!" I giggled and waited anxiously.
Actually I was a little surprised by his initial reaction. He seemed
upset for just a moment, maybe even disappointed? Then he quickly smiled
and gave me another big hug. He looked at me and said just one word,
"Steve?"
I nodded and he smiled. "Well, sounds like you had a good time. I'm
really happy for you baby! Maybe later you can tell me about it but I
have a feeling you want your mom to hear about it too."
I nodded vigorously and he held up one finger to tell me to just hang on
for a second. He went downstairs to fetch my mom. She soon came up to
my room to join us and I was practically giddy with excitement.
"Your dad said to hurry up here but you're not even dressed!" my mom
laughed, "Goodness sakes Kelly, what's gotten into you?"
I burst into laughing when she said that. It was the perfect question to
respond to whether she realized it or not!
"Steve did," I answered simply.
"What do you mean?" my mom replied. Then it hit her and she reached
forward to hug me.
"Oh Kelly baby! That's wonderful!"
She turned to my dad and smiled. "So our little girl is all grown up
now." Then She sat down next to me and put her arm around me.
"Ok then, so tell us everything that happened! And I want details girl."
Neither of them never interrupted me as related the events of the
previous day although I knew they both had to be bursting with questions.
After their reactions to my telling them about my first blow job, it
didn't surprise me when I saw they each were getting turned-on as I
described what happened. My mom's face flushed and she subconsciously
started to rub her breasts through he blouse, especially when I got
to the part when Steve first entered me. My dad of course was busting
out of his pants and I was a little surprised when he unzipped them and
started to stroke himself in front of me! Wow, my dad was turned on
listening to how Steve fucked me. Hmmmmmm, I could just imagine what
he'll think when he gets to watch!
After I finished my dad left ? probably to masturbate in their room,
leaving me with my mom. Alone, we kissed and hugged, both of us excited
over my new status. Then it got a little serious as we discussed birth
control. While she hadn?t said anything earlier with my dad there, she
wasn't exactly thrilled that Steve had cum in me, even if it was just one
burst. She promised to get me to the doctor the next day for birth
control pills. Then she gave me another hug and we kissed for several
minutes before she stood up to leave. The smile on her face was
priceless! I hadn't seen my mother this happy in quite a while.
When she reached the door she turned to me and said, "Oh Kelly, I can't
tell you how proud I am of you. Your dad and I were just talking about
you last night, wondering if you would do it. Well, I guess you don?t
have to rely on masturbation now!"
With that she left and I reached for the phone to call Sharon. I
couldn't wait to tell her what her brother had done to me! Then I put
the phone back down. Nope, this was one time I wanted to see her
reaction. She was going to be so jealous!
Postscript
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Although I've been with literally hundreds of men and quite a few women
since my first time, this was a day that I will remember and treasure for
the rest of my life. Steve was the only boy I had sex with until his
family moved away later in the school year and we lost touch shortly
afterwards. Who knows, maybe if they hadn?t moved away I might have
stuck with him and not have become the slut I was? Can't say I regret
what I did but just a thought...
After his family moved I was sure I'd never see him again but God works
in mysterious ways. Remarkably over ten years later his mom was
transferred back to Pittsburgh and Steve chose to move back with her. To
make a long story short, we reconnected, got married and now have two
wonderful daughters. I think it's so romantic that I can tell people
that I married my first love!
THE END