Deflowered

Deflowered

Written by Shania Mack

He runs his hand down my cheek, past my neck, then lightly brushes against my left breast, causing me to breathe in deeply. I’ve never let anyone touch me like this before. I’ve never been naked in front of a man; not even once. I was so nervous. I barely knew this man, yet I was so turned on. My pussy was already dripping love juices. I wasn’t completely naked yet. I still had my bra and panties on, but I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would be. Of course, he was still fully clothed. I noticed his gazed was fixated on something. It took me a moment to realize he was looking at my lips. Oh, how I want to kiss his lips and feel his tongue moving around in my mouth; I want to nibble on his full lips. Subconsciously, I bit my lip and his gaze focused on mine. I can tell how aroused he was. He leans down and I tilt my head up. We clashed together in a deep passionate kiss. I nibble on his lower lip, then begin to suck on it a little. Our mouths moved roughly against one another. Each of us licking, sucking, and biting. He slides his tongue in my mouth and meets mine with his, then I lightly sucks on it a little hard. I hear him cry out a moan.

He wraps his arms around me tight, pressing me against his hard body. I can feel his cock poking me against my stomach and this only made me more excited. Oh, how I wanted to rip his clothes off. I’ve never wanted to try being so bold. I yank at his t-shirt, as if I could pull him any closer than he already was. I reach under, feeling his smooth muscular back and then I pulled his shirt over his head. I stared in awe. This man must be a sex god. He was gorgeous… stunning. I run my finger over his chest. He kisses me again and begins to undo my bra. The bra falls to the floor. My large breasts left in plain view for him to see.

He breathes in deep, “wow.”

“What?” I say.

“My God, Rose, you are beautiful.”

“Why thank you, Michael. I must say you look pretty stunning yourself.”

I can’t believe I just said something like that. I didn’t even stutter. I look up at him and he has a huge grin on his face.

“I have something else you might find stunning,” as he winks at me.

Oh my God! I can’t believe he winked at me. I look down to see a very large bulge.

“Wanna take a look?”

I nod shyly, suddenly nervous.

He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. He pushes his pants down along with his boxers, revealing his manhood. Without saying a word, I reach out to touch it. It was warm and hard as a rock. And big. Really big. I begin to stroke it in slow motions.

****

Who knew I’d end up doing this so soon. I met Michael at this hot new club my friends and I wanted to check it out. As we were ordering drinks, Michael accidentally bumps into me. I wobble and fall on the floor, breaking my heel and twisting my ankle. He towered over, must have been around six feet. He looked to be in his late 20’s. He had these mysterious silver eyes, thick long lashes, and full lips that made me wonder what it would be like kissing them. He had a head full of dark and curly hair. My eyes trailed down his body. He was wearing a grey T-shirt, that fitted his abs perfectly, with a nice pair of jeans. I looked up and he was watching me check him out. He was now taking his turn checking me out. I felt naked, as his gaze moved down my body. I was wearing a short tight fitted black laced dress that barely covered my ass. Which I realized he could probably see right now. He bent over and extended his right hand to help me up.

“Are you alright miss?” he said in this super sexy, deep english accent.

“Yes I’m- ouch!” pain shot up my leg from my ankle. I had sprain it pretty bad.

“I’m so sorry. Let me help you.”

Without hesitation, he bent to pick me up cradling me up in his arms.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

“Taking care of your ankle.”

“But where are you taking me?” I asked as he walked out the club.

“My apartment,” he rolled his eyes, “ I have a first aid kit and my apartment is just one block away.”

Astonished, I say nothing.

“Don’t worry I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.” he winked at me.

“What’s your name?”

“Michael Wayland,” he smiled. “ How about you, beautiful?”

I blushed, “Rose Wilston”

“Beautiful name for a beautiful lady.” He stops and says, “ We’re here.”

He walks up the stairs to the second floor.

****

After that, he wrapped my ankle up and we sat and had a few drinks. Before I knew it, my panties were off and I was stroking this beautiful naked man’s cock. Becoming bolder, I gave him another passionate kiss, then moved down onto my knees. I may be a virgin, but I know how to do this part very well. I started by licking his shaft from the base all the way to the tip. I wrapped my lips around the head and gently suck on it. I hear him moan quietly. I move my mouth down his dick making it really wet. While I do this, I move my tongue in circular motions. As I move up and down I’m sucking him harder; still making sure my tongue is giving him plenty of attention. I go deeper gagging myself. He grabs onto my head making me stay down longer. I manage to come up for air just before he shoves his wonderful dick right back in my mouth. He keeps thrusting in my mouth until he let’s go of a huge load down my throat and I swallow it all. I look at his cock and realized that it was still hard. And that was good because I was far from done. I was gonna lose my virginity tonight. I wanted it. I wanted to know how it would feel. I didn’t care if I never saw him again. I wanted it inside me.

Michael pulled me upright and then picked me up in his arms and carried me to his bedroom. He gently laid me onto his king size bed, still being careful of my sprained ankle, and was on top of me the next second. He pressed his hard body against mine. He kissed me rough and passionately. He desperately tore at my panties and stuck his fingers inside me, moving them inside hitting my g-spot. I moan loudly. Oh God! That feels so good! He moved his mouth to my breast and began to suck hard on them. He was driving me wild!

He removed his fingers and shoved in his big, long dick.

“Ow!”

He paused and stared at me, realizing that I was a virgin.

“Your a virgin?”

“Yes. Or was since you are currently inside me.”

“Should I sto-”

“NO. Please don’t stop. Make me feel good.”

“That I can do.”

He starts moving slowly. In and out, in and out, pushing in so deep inside. I was moaning again.

“Oh, fuck, yes! That feels good. Please. Give me more.”

He starts moving faster and faster. My breasts were bouncing back and forth. I was screaming with pleasure. He flipped me over with my ass in the air. He continued to pound me from behind. He pulled my hair as he thrusted hard and deep. He went faster and faster making me cum. Then he pulled out and poured his hot semen all over my ass. We both collapsed next to each other; we were both exhausted. That was amazing. But I need to leave soon. I have my first day of class tomorrow. I waited till he fell asleep before I snuck out, leaving behind my torn panties.