Filling up the Virgin(72)

“I can only wonder what you’re thinking. I’m sure that you never thought that you would be in this position, but you were the one that asked me to be your first. I did tell you that I was a strict taskmaster and that I would turn you into a woman. That was only to get you ready and I have to say that I was sincerely impressed with how you handled yourself.” I looked up with this shocked expression on my face and wondered how he could say such kind things to a complete slut.

“How can you look at me the same way after…after…I…I can’t even say it without being sick to my stomach.” I was trying to show him that I was not that kind of girl, but underneath I wanted to attack him and make him see me as more than this sniveling little bitch wallowing in self pity.

“I know that I pushed you into doing this, but I didn’t see you complaining. I thought that I was going to have to coax you, but you took to it like a fish does to water. You only needed the right encouragement and incentive to take off the veil of naiveté. Underneath it all, you were waiting for this moment and didn’t even know it. You showed me that you were ready when I found you with John on that football field about to do the honors of blowing him. I brought you here in hopes of cementing our bond. I was going to seduce you slowly, but it was like you were giving me the keys to your purity by asking me to be your first.” I had walked a fine line and crossing over into this world of debauchery and decadence was not as hard as I had imagined.

“I would like to sit here and tell you that I am appalled by my behavior and I think on some small level I am. I don’t want to think about it anymore. I don’t want to give it that kind of power over me anymore. I’m through playing with kid gloves and it’s about time that I enjoy what sex can be like with someone that I care for and trust with all of my heart.” My arms came loose from around my knees and my legs spread to show him that I was ready for more than just talk.

“We can take some time if that is what you want. I told you before that I’m a patient man. I don’t have to fuck you right now, but it will happen.” I didn’t give him a chance to back out. I jumped into action, grabbing him by the back of his head and pressing him down into the mattress in a more compromising position.

“Less talk…more action.” I got that feel of his mouth on me and I had to reach for the headboard and hang onto it for dear life. “Yes…fuck me with your tongue and make me cum and then give me that cock.” The words that were coming out of my mouth seemed unnecessary, but it was also something that made me feel ready and willing to take that final step.

My body was in his grip with his hands underneath my ass to apply a certain amount of pressure to his tongue stabbing within me. He was really loosening me up, but my wet pussy remained as tight as possible. He showed special attention to my clit, bringing his mouth over top of it and inhaling it with his tongue manipulating it into submission.

“Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me.” He must’ve taken me literally, because his tongue vacated its position and was replaced with the spongy tip of his knob`. “Do it…fucking do it and let me see what I have been… MISSINGGGGGGG.” His body joined with mine and that sensation of my virginity being taken was painful at first, but that didn’t last for long. He did me the courtesy of waiting for a moment for me to catch my breath and to get accustomed to the size of this invading presence.

“I hope you know that I’m not going be able to keep this up for long. I’ll do what I can, but it appears that your pussy is very greedy to get to the source of my climax.” I had my arms up in the air and my hands are wrapped around his neck. I brought him down for a kiss as he started those movements that began to push me to the edge.

“This is exactly…what I’ve wanted from my first time. I found a man…that knows how to do this the right way. A man that isn’t just after my body. I don’t think that I could’ve gotten any luckier than to have you to be my first. Joseph… Oh god….Joseph… Yes… I can’t even believe that I’m doing this with you. I can’t believe that I’m doing this.” I thought that I knew what an orgasm was, but what he was stirring to the surface was a magnitude of a climax that was going to take my breath away. “Fuck me… Yes… Yes… YESSSSSSS.” Everything seemed to be moving very slowly and I could feel every inch as my walls closed around him in a rhythmic fashion that really was something to experience.

I saw his face change from pleasure to euphoria and that mask of lust was now punctuated with short jabs of the pleasing package between his legs. I could feel those veins getting more pronounced and the knob expanded like a flower blooming. I was lying there like a limp doll with my arms outstretched to either side and my face pleading with him to take me like a real woman.