Slowly, I began riding him. I was taking it slow and easy, as I didn’t want him to cum too fast. It felt so good to have his cock inside of me. The thought of finally taking his virginity was too much. He had barely entered me when I immediately began having an orgasm. I shook and quivered as I began riding him faster.
OMG, it was me that was pre-ejaculating and not him. Terry thrust deeply and pulled on my nipples as I let out a deep moan.
“Oooh yes… don’t stop,” I whimpered, finally letting out my built-up sexual frustration.
I was still deeply implanted on top of Terry as I regained my voice. He was still rock hard, so I continued to ride him. Soon, I was riding him like crazy. I was wildly bouncing on him as he had a tight hold of my hips, thrusting me down on his cock. He was giving it right back to me. I was riding him so hard and violently that I was pretty sure something was going to break. Was it going to be the bed or his cock?
I couldn’t believe he wasn’t ejaculating. I was so aroused about taking his virginity that I came once again. This time, it was even more powerful than the first. My whole body shook as I had violent spasms. I let out a loud, deep moan as I had an orgasmic eruption. In my twenties, it was very rare that I climaxed, so having two orgasms on the first go was incredibly rare for me. My juices were flowing. I needed a good fuck after going without sex for so long, and he was giving it to me.
Then it hit me. What’s going on here? If he really is a virgin, why hasn’t he ejaculated yet? I was convinced he had done this before. This couldn’t possibly be his first time. Was I being doped? He just kept fucking me hard and fast. Eventually, I had to stop. I was confused, and yes, maybe even a bit angry for being lied to.
“You said you were a virgin. Why aren’t you cumming?” I demanded to know.
He apologized and explained that he was used to masturbating, and this felt different. It felt great, but just different.
I suppose that is possible. I could tell by the look on his face that he was telling the truth.
After a bit of hugging and kissing, I went back to work and started with a nice long blowjob. I was determined not to stop until I swallowed his load. I got him to stoke his cock while I sucked him and manipulated his balls. With his assistance, he finally came in my mouth and gave me a huge load to swallow.
Hurrah, success at last! I was proud of myself. I sucked and swallowed every last drop, and I even licked him clean. This was his first time, and I was being extra nice to him. I was making it special. I wanted to set the standard high for all future blowjobs. A standard that every other woman he slept with had to be compared to. Yeah, I gave him a great first blowjob!
Once he recovered, he mounted me missionary style and watched as he slowly entered me. We both began moving in rhythm as he fucked me. I began coaching him to fuck me harder; I could tell he was getting worked up, and it wouldn’t be much longer now. As he was getting close, I told him to cum inside of me, saying that I wanted to feel his warm cum deep inside of me. He came hard and fast. I screamed out “yes, OMG, yes” as he filled me up with his warm virgin cum.
He made me work for it, but his virginity was finally mine. I will always be remembered as “The One.” I think I was more thrilled than him.
That weekend, we had sex 22 times. Yes, I kept count. We were like newlyweds. Terry just couldn’t get enough, and I never refused him. There was no way he would ever forget me after that weekend.
When I got home on Sunday night, I swear I was walking bowlegged. I was exhausted and sore. I couldn’t wait to tell Jenny. I felt such a sense of accomplishment.
I was hooked on the sense of power, control, and adrenalin rush I had felt. The anticipation and buildup of finally taking his virginity. The epic orgasm I felt when I finally had his cock inside of me. The psychological pleasure I felt knowing I was forever special to someone. This memory will never be forgotten by either of us.
I wanted to do it again; I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I wanted to experience another virgin boy.
Since then, I have experienced several virgin boys. Read my other stories.
PS: I continued to date Terry for a couple of months afterwards. During that time, he became quite proficient at sex. I was thrilled to be the experienced woman who taught him all about sex. It was quite a rush.