Prom Virgin

I loved my boobs. I loved them even more now. I couldn't believe I hadn't learnt to get this excited with them before. I thought I knew my body better than anyone. Turns out an experienced old man knew more about my boobs capabilities than I did.

When Lewis finally used his mouth he gently traced little circles around my areola with his tongue. I was breathing so heavily and stroking my belly I thought I was going to climax. He flicked my nipples with the tip of his tongue and gave my boobs another little squeeze.

Forget the Southern Comfort, I was spinning out on nipple and breast sensory overload, as Lewis progressed to nibbling on my nipples. If that wasn't enough, he progressed even further by gently sucking a nipple into his mouth. The sensitivity increased and then he sucked on the other nipple. I wondered if he'd heard it screaming not to be left out.

The entire time I had been moaning and writhing beneath this forty-five-year-old railway worker, as he pleasured my eighteen-year-old boobs. I was then starkly reminded of my virginity.

Lewis held, squeezed and kissed my boobs before kissing his way down my belly. Just when I thought he was going to cross down over my shaven pubic mound, he moved left and kissed along my thigh. He then moved inside my thigh and crossed over the left. All this teasing was torture. Amazing, but torture.

"Mmmmmm!" Lewis moaned, with his head between my legs. "You have a very beautifully neat pussy, Pippa," he said, before his tongue the flat of his tongue licked right up the centre of it.

As soon as I felt him lick the soft folds around my vaginal opening, I arched my back and sucked a deep breath into my lungs. I then started moaning uncontrollably when his tongue pushed inside and licked my inner folds. It felt amazing. Truly amazing.

Lewis moved his tongue up and down a few times, and I instinctively opened my legs a little wider to give him more access. My eyes were closed but I felt his tongue slide up higher. It reached and spread my clitoral hood before it started flicking my favourite part of my body. My clit. My bud. My best friend before bedtime.

By now I was groaning and gasping. Lewis was making slightly different noises. It sounded like hungry moans and grunts. His hands moved from my thighs up my body to my boobs. He cupped and caressed my curves for a while, stimulating two of my most sensitive parts of my body. It definitely felt better having a man doing it to me. Especially one who knew what he was doing.

My hips started to buck and I was suddenly panting. Hoarse cries of 'yes' breathed from my lungs over and over again. The heavier I breathed the faster Lewis licked my pussy and flicked my clit. His hands pushed my boobs together and then he started playing with my nipples. They were still hard and aching from when he last touched them. It added to the powerful sensations engulfing my body.

I suddenly became aware of some deep feeling sneaking up on me, and then on impulse, I gripped the bed covers and shuddered the words 'I'm gonna cum'. I could feel the rose petals in my hands as Lewis groaned into my pussy and sent me on my way.

Then bam! My body exploded and I experienced a powerful climax. It came in tremendous waves, which travelled through my body. "Fuuuuck!" I gasped.

"That's next," Lewis chuckled, before grinning a little arrogantly and asking if I had enjoyed the orgasm. I smiled shyly and whispered 'yes' nervously. He then pressed his lips against mine and kissed me.

I winced at the thought that I was kissing him straight after his mouth had been down there, but I didn't taste anything on his mouth or tongue, so I relaxed and found it actually turned me on even more.

Once my intense orgasm subsided, I could have quite happily rolled over and gone to sleep, keeping my virginity for the next 'someone special'. That was just fantasy thinking, and I knew it. Lewis was ready to claim my virginity, and I was ready to give it to him.

"Do you have a condom?" I whispered, still recovering my breathing.

"I don't sorry. Do you?"

"No." I suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"But you set all this up to have sex tonight?"

"Yeah, with my ex-boyfriend, not some guy I met in a bar," I laughed, before a fleeting moment of guilt containing Alex whizzed through my mind.

Lewis chuckled and lay between my legs. "So, you're on the pill?" he asked, rubbing his cock over my clit.

I gasped and nodded, about to say I'd rather we still used a condom as well, but the sensations he was causing with his cock, stopped the words from coming out.

"You'll be fine, Pippa. I'm clean and you'll enjoy it more without a condom. We both will."

I wasn't sure I agreed, but all I could think about was the feelings pulsating between my legs. I moaned and my body started moving again.

"It feels good, doesn't it," he smirked, pressing into my vagina.

Whether or not his cock was big in comparison to other men didn't matter, he was big for me, too big, I thought, as I felt him pushing into my vaginal opening, letting me know I was about to become a woman.

Perhaps sensing my anxiety was on the rise again, Lewis tried to assure me that everything was going to be ok, before kissing me softly. It was a nice distraction for my mind. I was able to relax into all of my sense pleasures which were being triggered simultaneously for the first time.

"I'll be gentle, Pippa."

"Uhhhh... ow! Ow! It's too big! Ow! Your too big! Shit! Ow!"

"Relax, I'm almost inside you."

"Ow! Shit! Uhhhh! It's too big! Ow! Fuck!" I winced, then something popped. It wasn't my hymen, I'd previously broken that all by myself. It was something big pushing inside me.

"Mmm, fuck! Uhhhhhh! I'm in, Pippa. Relax, sexy."

Lewis was inside me. An actual real man was inside my vagina for the first time in my life. He pushed a little further inside before pulling back, only slightly. As he stared deep into my eyes I felt him moving backwards and forwards. It was only tiny movements but my opening still felt too stretched, before suddenly, the pain started gradually turning into something wonderful.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah... uhhhh... ah... uhhh..." I whimpered as the sensation pushed deeper into my and stretched my insides wider.

"Uhhhh... that's it, Pippa. Ahhhh... you're so tight."

"Ah... ah... sorry... ah... ah..."

"Don't be sorry... uhhh... damn... you're perfect... you feel amazing..."

"Ah... so do... ah... you... ahhh..."

"You're definitely on the pill, yeah?"

"Ah... yes..."

"Ok, that's good... how do you feel now?"

"Ah... amazing... don't stop..."

"You've taken it all. I'm all the way inside you," he beamed.

My eyes rolled around. I felt so good. So happy. So full. Were we fucking or making love? I wondered blissfully. I didn't have a clue. All I cared about was for the first time in my life I had a man inside me. I felt no shame right then about how he came to be inside me. I blamed the events that led up to it. All that mattered to me now was I was finally having sex.

Lewis continued to move slowly and deeply. He then kissed me again, probing inside my mouth as I kissed him back. Physically it felt very real, mentally it felt like a wet, erotic dream. Like one of those rare times I'd read erotica before bed but didn't treat myself to an orgasm. I'd fall asleep unbalanced, only for my mind to take me some place like this in my dreams.

I felt the weight of Lewis pressing down on my body. He was gentle but heavy. I put my hands on his back, not quite wrapping my arms around him, just lightly placing my hands on his back as he continued to penetrate me slowly and gently. My moans became louder and I opened my legs a little bit wider, relaxing as best I could.

Then, something happened. I knew immediately what it was but it seemed to come out of nowhere.

"Ah... ah... I'm coming... ah... yes... I'm coming! Uhhhhh... uhhhh... Uhhhh!"

"Do it, Pippa! Let it go! Uhhh... shit that's tight! You feel amazing!"

I'd lost count of how many orgasms I'd experienced at my own hands. I now had the one from Lewis' oral skills in my memory to, but what I experienced with a cock inside me... a big cock inside my tight vagina... was something else...

Muscles throughout my body began to spasm rhythmically and uncontrollably, especially those in my vagina and pelvic floor. Something was going on in my brain before suddenly pleasant sensations began to ripple throughout the body. I felt so warm and giddy. I was flushed, breathless... I was happy and content. I'd just experienced my first orgasm from the big D! Wow! More please, I thought.

"Was that nice?" Lewis sighed, slowly moving in and out of me as my heart rate began returning to some sort of normality.

"I feel amazing," I swooned beneath him, and for the first time I realised, I intuitively kissed him, slipping my tongue into his mouth.

"Would you like to change positions?" Lewis whispered, slowly pushing himself deep inside me. I could have stayed like that forever.

"I don't know," I smiled shyly. I'd read the Kama Sutra before, out of excited curiosity, but I had neither the confidence or experience to say 'yeah, let's try this or that'.

"I want you to go on top, Pippa," he sighed, deep inside me.

Lewis' suggesting triggered my nervousness. The thought of getting on top of him and being in control was too great to comprehend. As exciting as being on top appeared in movies and porn, there was no way I could take the lead.

"Don't be scared. You're so sexy, Pippa. I'll guide you. Just do as I say and you'll enjoy it."

"Can't we just stay like this?" I giggled.

"I need to see your sexy body on top of me. You'll be fine."

With that, Lewis pulled out of me and lifted himself off my body. I felt so nervous now, extremely lacking in confidence.

"What if I do it wrong? I'm too embarrassed," I complained.

"Don't be embarrassed, and trust me, you won't do anything wrong. You couldn't if you tried. Just follow my instructions. I'm not going to get you to do anything weird."

"Ok," I reluctantly agreed, tense and nervous.

It wasn't that I didn't want to do it, I just didn't know what to do once I was on top. Did I bounce? Gyrate? Wait to be told what to do? What if it hurt? Lewis was too big for me to do cowgirl. I went from extremely horny to tremendously nervous as Lewis laid down and I got on top.

"You're too big," I squirmed, intimidated and exhausted by the long, thick muscle sticking straight up in the air.

"Relax, Pippa, you've already taken it once. Forget what you think you know about going on top. Just relax and straddle my hips. I'll guide you."

"I don't know anything!" I laughed, blushing terribly.

"Then you have nothing to fear and everything to learn. Come on, straddle my hips."

With Lewis lying on his back, I eventually straddled his hips and positioned myself over his throbbing erection. I tensed, taking it in my hand for the first time. I'd performed a few handjobs and a couple of blowjobs on Alex, but Lewis was so much bigger. He was also far more controlled, which I found equally intimidating and hot.

"Mmm, yes, Pippa. Now smear the head between your pussy lips and line me up." I followed his instructions and triggered us both into moaning. "Fuck, which feels so good. Now slide down onto my cock. Take it slow. You're in complete control. I'm not going to do anything."

Holding and rubbing something so thick against my vulva, created another sensation I felt I could enjoy forever. However, after a while I felt a need to lower my body and impale my vagina on Lewis' cock.

"Uhhhhh, that's so good, Pippa. Take it easy and take your time. Uhhhhhh!"

I only went so far down before I came back up again. I was so tight and he so thick. Despite how wet I was, I had to hold Lewis steady in my hand while I gradually fed him into my vaginal canal. The muscles inside were contracting in anticipation, calling for more cock to enter, but knew I had to be patient to avoid hurting myself.

Encouraged by Lewis' soft groans and whispers of support, I eventually let go of his cock and sat down on him. I gasped at how deep he was inside me. I knew vaginas stretched to be able to bring babies into this world, but holy cow, I thought, gasping with wide eyes as I sat still with my vaginal muscles contracting greedily around the throbbing insertion.

Forget the Venus fly trap, I felt like a Venus cock trap. I didn't want to move. I wanted to remain sitting upright on top of Lewis with his big cock throbbing inside me. But something instinctively had me leaning forward over him. I realised it was Lewis pulling me towards him.

"Just because it's called the cowgirl position, Pippa, it doesn't mean you have to ride like a rodeo," he smiled. "You can if you want to, but just do whatever feels right. Whatever feels natural to you."

I nodded and placed my hands on his muscular, hairy chest for support. Lewis looked so happy as my well-endowed boobs swung away from my body to hang just in front of his face. Realising Lewis had a spectacular view of my naked body and face, gave me a sense of power and confidence.

It was conditioned confidence of course, and a borrowed power. I believed Lewis was the one who was really in control. He had the size, strength, experience and real power to do whatever he wanted with me. I was just an inexperienced, fragile, petite eighteen-year-old girl. Barely out of high school. Barely a woman.

I was very naïve and stupid with my openness in the bar. Naively careless inviting a stranger to my hotel room, but also fortunate it was Lewis I had met, and not a sadistic psychopath.

"Take your time, there's no rush, and remember to do what feels natural," he breathed excitedly.

So I did, I took my time and did what felt natural. I came out of my head and into my body once more. Moving away from the nerves and tension, away from the anxiety and fear, I moved my hips slowly and sensually, finding the tempo that felt right for me.

"That feels so good, Pippa. Just focus on yourself. Whatever you do, it will feel fucking amazing," Lewis chuckled, which then made me giggle. "You have control, so be selfish. Don't worry or think about me."

Was this guy even real? Be selfish? But I realised he was right. I had full control of the penetration, the movements, the depth and rhythm. Years of dance classes had prepared me for this. Not directly, but as a byproduct. It was time to move my dancers hips and get jiggy again.

As Lewis held and squeezed my swollen boobs together, I slowly moved my hips. When he started sucking on my hard, sensitive and excited nipples, I involuntarily flicked my hips.

His cock was so big, so deep inside me, and my movements so slow, I began to feel great and truly in control. Randomly, Alex popped into my head again. The thought didn't come with guilt this time. It came with a satisfying sense of revenge taking place.

I smiled with my eyes closed, imagining the pain and anguish on his face, as he watched me riding a real man. He'd be horrified at how old the guy was, old enough to be my father. He would burn with rage, too weak himself to slash out at Lewis for shagging 'his girlfriend'.

Then, Alex drifted from my thoughts, replaced with another of me telling my friends all about the night I lost my virginity to a stranger in a hotel. They'd ask for all the juicy details I was experiencing right then, and I'd giggle and blush, before coming alive as I told them all about the experience.

Lewis was groaning and grunting into my cleavage. He had his face buried between my boobs, kissing, licking and biting them playfully. My body was driving him crazy before I fully understood why.

In my selfishness, I had unknowingly released a powerful side to my sexual being that I didn't know existed. As Lewis had insisted upon, and greatly encouraged, I was gradually and shamelessly chasing my own pleasure and gratification. I was undoubtedly using him. His big cock to be accurate.

Being on top felt so good. I was being consumed by triple stimulation. While the thick cock inside me pleasured my pussy and clit, I had Lewis sucking on all the sensitive nerve endings in my boobs, particularly around my areola. So, I continued to be selfish, knowing I wasn't really being selfish.

Something else I realised; I was raising my body higher than when I started. I was able to lift myself up to the tip of his cock, keeping only the thick, dome-shaped head inside me, before I dropped my body and impaled my soaking wet, stretched vagina over and over.

I was learning more and more about myself as I rode Lewis with all that I had. I was pushing those mental boundaries further away from me until I could longer feel them. I was capable of more than I realised.

Suddenly, I had an intuition to switch things up a little. Removing my hands from Lewis' chest, I sat upright, leant back, and opened up space to play with my clit. As Lewis fondled my boobs he groaned and told me to make myself cum on his cock.

I gave him a naughty grin and moved my hand into that space. Completely stuffed with cock, I began gyrating my hips and rubbing my clit. As I started, Lewis unexpectedly added the final ingredient. He held my hips and very gently started moving his. We moved together until we naturally found a rhythm which quickly sent me on my way once more.

I leaned right back and put my arm out between his legs to balance myself. Lewis groaned and said we should come together, but all I could do was rub my clit harder as he started thrusting up into me. I stopped moving and handed the control back over to him. I just needed to come again.

Moaning as Lewis started stimulating my g-spot, I knew I was close. I was actually closer than I realised. Holding my hips firmly. Lewis started raising his cock right up inside me. It started me bouncing as I continued rubbing as fast as I could.

"Yes! Yes! Here I go! Ah! Ah! Uhhhhhhhhh!"

"Damn that's tight! Fuck I'm coming to!"

As soon as my orgasm hit I rubbed my clit for a few more seconds before I had to stop. I flung myself forwards in a daze to meet Lewis sitting up. He wrapped his arms around my body and in a tight grip, he bounced me up and down on his cock,

While my body spasmed uncontrollably, Lewis held me firmly and grunted into my boobs. It felt so good on his cock I started coming again. Either that or I had an amazing double whammy of release from the initial orgasm.

I didn't care. I wrapped my arms around his head and suffocated him with my boobs. He then stopped bouncing me and everything went quiet and still. Only our deep breathing could be heard now.

"That was fucking amazing, Pippa!" Lewis sighed. "Are you ok?"

"It was amazing," I agreed. "Did you come?"

"Yeah. I came alright. The hardest for a long time."

I suddenly screeched and laughed when Lewis very strongly flipped us around, so he was on top and I was on my back again. He then pulled out of me and I cringed at the obvious slurping sound.

"That's gross," I commented, embarrassed my body could make such noises.

"Awesome is what it is," he chuckled, staring between my spread legs.

I felt it and he obviously watched it. Because as I felt slimy fluid slip out my vagina, Lewis' grin grew wider. He then nodded, showing he was a man after all. His cum made its slimy way down into the crack of my arse before I told him to stop looking and closed my legs.

"How do you feel now, Pippa? Did you enjoy your first time?"

Lewis sat beside me and stroked my leg affectionately. His big cock slowly deflated and I smiled. "It was better than I expected."

"I know what it feels like after all the excitement and passion has gone. So, would you like me to leave? Or would you like me to stay with you? It's totally up to you."

"Would you be offended if I said I want to be alone? I'm ready for sleep now," I giggled and got under the bed covers.