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[Tan70]

Virgin No Longer

Janet stepped out of the shower and smiled. Her friends had been right: it had felt natural. She brushed back her hair from her eyes and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her face beamed back. Her heart fluttered. She was no longer a virgin: it had felt great!

The door bell rang. Janet stood up from the couch and paced over to the door. Her knees quaked, her stomach churned, she opened the door. There he stood, looking tall and strong. His face was rigid, his chin pointed, his shoulders broad, and his stomach taunt; he was a year older then she was, and he looked it. Adam was, at least in Janet's mind, the idol of every girl at the school.

"Please come in, w-would you like something to drink," Janet blurted out and stood out of the door. He crossed the threshold with one strong step and gazed around the room. He looked at the couch, the walls, the ceiling, and then eyed his host. Janet shuddered as he looked at her, his eyes wandering over her short green dress which she had gotten for her eighteenth birthday, and her well hidden breasts.

"You said your parents were away," he stated.

"Yes, yes they are," she replied quickly. Blushing slightly she turned away from him and walked into the family room, her heart beating faster. Her mind whirled: what was she doing; why did she invite him here; did he like her? She gestured and sat down her legs crossed. She added quickly, as he sat down next to her, "so how was your day?"

He sat back on the couch leaning into it, and spread his arms out. He wrapped one around her shoulders and pulled her a little closer. "About to be much better." he replied.

Janet shivered, her body tense as he pulled her towards him, his rough, firm hands. Her hands twirled together on her lap, her eyes locked on her feet, her head turned away from him.

She tried to get up but he held her close, and whispered in her ear: "Shh." He moved his hand and swept the thin dress from her shoulders, his hands caressing her skin. She trembled.

Janet didn't move. She looked at the ground. His hands. Such strong hands. She blushed and squirmed a little, as he undid her bra. His hands ran over her back, pulling her dress down to her waist. They reached in front of her and cupped her breasts. Janet's body tensed: afraid. His hands lightly touched her breasts.

Her mind warmed. Her body melted. Those strong hands lit a flame in her chest. She stood up. "Turn around," he commanded, as her dress fell to the floor.

She turned slowly. She pulled off her bra from her arms and let it fall to the floor with her dress. She looked at him, biting her lip, he leered back.

The seconds passed. Then more seconds. Then a minute. Her legs started quivering, and she moved her feat. Her gaze drifted down form his face to his groin. "Your turn," he said stating the obvious.

She stooped down, kneeling before him and worked at his belt. She bit her lip harder, and fumbled at it's clasp. He looked down at her, and put his hands against hers. Those steady hands. And helped her undo his belt, then helped her unzip his pants. He guided her hands into his boxers, and then they left her. Her head panicked. Her hands felt something warm and hard. Her heart thundered. Her legs quivered. Her back shivered. She was holding his penis.

She pressed his hands against him and stroked up and down. Slowly, she moved one of her hands away, and pulled down his shorts. The other grasped onto his pole like a traveler walking across a stream would hold onto his walking stick. She looked at it as his boxers fell down to his ankles. Her heart trembled. It was huge.

She started to stroke it with both hands, pumping it up and down. Her hands moved awkwardly, slipping and sliding. His hands grasped her head, and pulled it down. She pulled back, and slowly inched closer to his throbbing member. She could smell him. She could see his pubic hair, saw his veins throb, and his head grow. She felt him in her hands, then she felt him with her mouth.

She put out her tongue and gently ran it across his head. His hands pulled her mouth father, and steadily she was licking up and down the first inch of his shaft, going deeper and deeper. Her legs stopped quivering. Her groin felt moist. Her head was pushed up and down, and she sucked his shaft. His hips started pressing up and back against her. The penis flew in and out of her lips, pressed tight against them. His hands held her close as he fucked her mouth.

She started to gag as the thing hit the back of her mouth, and then all of a sudden he stopped. He lifted her mouth off his cock and brought his hands to her chest. Roughly her picked her up and laid her against the couch. With on hand he tore off her panties, and threw them into the pile with her dress. She pressed her legs close together, as he towered over her. With a savage ferocity he licked her breasts, his hips pumping into the open air. A warm pleasure flooded over Janet's body. Her legs loosened stretching out. His cock penetrated her.

She gasped. His hips pounded into her. Her body ached, and her vagina hurt, but her mind grew warm. He pushed into her again and again. His hands supporting his body over her as his cock thundered into her. She raised her hips to meet his thrusts. Her body rolling with his rhythm. Her hands shock and then clutched onto his back, pressing him closer to her. Her breasts heaved with her breathing, and his thrusts grew more rapid. He came.

A warmness filled her up. His hard cock warm in her tight body. Her hands clenched tightly against him, her mind numb. He poured his warm cum into her, before laying down beside her panting. She lay there. He lay there.

A minute passed. Then another minute. Then yet another. He got up and dressed. She lay there speechless. He went out the door, she felt up and down her body. He drove away, she gingerly touched her aching breasts, her swollen vagina. Her was quiet.

An hour passed. She got up, stepped over her discarded clothes, and went into the shower. The warm air rolled down her hair, her back her hips. It purified her body, and cleared her mind. She felt great. She left its warm embrace and looked into the mirror. Her face beamed back. Her heart fluttered. She was a virgin no longer. She felt great.

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Virgin Party Girl Ch. 01
I don't know why I did it. I just got caught up in the moment I guess.

I had been dating Steve for almost six months and while we had fooled around we hadn't gone all the way. I started out giving him hand jobs, and let him cum on my breasts, but soon began sucking him off. The first time I gave him a blow job he even came in my mouth. From then on, he really liked doing that. I wasn't ready to swallow, so I always spit it out in a towel. He had rubbed my pussy a lot and even went down on me a couple of times. I really liked when he did that because he'd usually make me orgasm.

My birthday was fast approaching and I wanted it to be special. I had decided to give myself to Steve.

The afternoon before it was to happen, I had my blonde hair permed. I painted my finger- and toenails a bright red and got matching lipstick. I had decided to wear my white cotton panties, but no bra, and a short white dress.

On the night of my birthday, my parents were out of town for the weekend so we had a big party at my house. A lot of people showed up and couple of them had even brought kegs.

Before too long, Steve and I were really wasted. I lead him back to my bedroom and we lay on the bed making out. Soon, his finger was rubbing my clit and I had his cock in my hand. It all felt so good. We got undressed and, since I wasn't on the pill, I rolled a condom onto his erection.

We continued making out, touching each other, but Steve seemed really out of it. He said he had to lay back for a minute. A moment later, he had passed out! I was so disappointed and still horny!

So I stretched out, shut my eyes, closed my legs a bit and slipped my fore- and middle- fingers between my legs. I began rubbing myself with fast but steady strokes. I wanted to cum so bad.

Then I heard a noise so opened my eyes slowly, looking toward the bedroom door. There was somebody standing in the doorway, I could see him lit by the hall light. I thought it was kind of hot; not even Steve had watched me masturbate. I closed my eyes and continued.

As I moved my hand up and down over my clit, I could hear the door opening, then the sound of somebody moving around! This really turned me on. Whoever it was wanted a closer look!

But soon I felt a hand push my hair back behind my ear and a warm tongue was then slipping into my ear. A hand cupped one of my small breasts and I opened my eyes immediately to see it was Darnell, a really built football player from school who I was crushed on since like 9th grade! I couldn't believe this was happening. Steve was great and all but Darnell was so hot. It got me wet just thinking about him -- and me together. I caressed his face with my hands and we kissed.

Soon, I felt his hand against my pussy. It was his fingers now working my clit. He was telling me how hot I looked, how much it turned him on to watch me masturbate. How badly he wanted to fuck me. I looked down at his hard-on and so knew I was going to be fucked that night, but not by my boyfriend. Maybe it was the alcohol or the fact I was so crushed on Darnell or maybe I just got caught up in the moment. I don't know.

I looked over at Steve, he was still out cold. I spread my legs and Darnell knew what to do. He climbed on top of me and slowly pushed his way into my virgin pussy. It hurt a little as he went in but he started with slow strokes and, soon, the pain gave way to pleasure.

I looked into his eyes as he fucked me, my hands clasped around his neck. I spread my legs as far as I could and rested my ankles on his ass. He began going a bit faster and it felt great. He told me how tight I was, how good it felt to be inside of me. I closed my eyes and begin to enjoy the moment.

Soon, I felt his hands grab first one of my arms and then the other. He held my arms down, at the wrists, on the bed and continued to work his cock in and out of me at an increasingly faster rate.

After about ten minutes, I felt the bed move down on the side and opened my eyes to see another cock just inches from my face. I didn't know who this boy was, but he was kneeling on the bed and jacking himself as he looked down at me. Darnell continued to fuck me and the other boy started saying, "I'm close, I'm close..." then shot his cum all over my face. The first shot hit my cheek and lips and I barely had enough time to turn my head and open my mouth before the next few shots hit my chin and landed in my mouth. I instinctively swallowed and thought how I had never swallowed Steve's cum -- much less let him cum on my face.

After cumming, the anonymous boy turned and looked behind Darnell and said, "Your turn."

With Darnell still on top of me, I couldn't see who he was talking to but soon found out when a third boy (no, I never saw him before either!) came around to the side of the bed. He got up on the bed and leaned over and put his cock in my face. He told me to open my mouth. I did. He was so huge I could barely fit it in my mouth, but he leaned over a bit more and began sliding his cock and out of my mouth and Darnell continued to pound away. This was all too much. Here I was being taken by three boys in turn with my boyfriend passed out just a couple of feet away.

The boy pulled out of my mouth after about five minutes and pointed his cock toward my breasts. He was jacking himself so fast. His eyes were closed and he was moaning a little. This was too hot. I closed my eyes and started moaning myself and had the strongest orgasm I had ever had. The boy next to me told Darnell to hold me down tighter, I was thrashing about so wildly. As soon as I stopped shaking, he came across my tits. This only sent me over the top again and I had another orgasm.

I heard Darnell say he couldn't hold it anymore and I tried to tell him to pull out because I was unprotected but before I could get the words out, I felt the inside of my pussy getting sopping wet. He had cum inside me!

The three guys quickly got dressed and they all said what a "hot fuck" I had been. I was so proud. It had been my first time. I guess I was a natural or something.

After they left, I laid there and thought about what I had done. I felt bad about Steve and I'd have to make it up to him somehow. I wiped the cum off my face with my hands and rubbed it and the cum soaking my tits into my hard nipples then down to my stomach. I wiped my face down with the edge of the bed sheet, just to make sure I had got it all off.

I kept thinking about what had happened. It turned me on so much. I soon found myself rubbing my clit again. It didn't take too long before I was about to come again but then I felt the bed moving and looked over to see Steve propped up on his side, watching me masturbate. He had his now hard cock in his hand. He still had the condom on.

"Do you still want me to..?"

"Yes."

He was totally clueless about what had just happened!

Steve mounted me. As he slowly slide in, he kept asking me if it hurt. I told him no, and soon he was fucking me so hard. I talked really dirty to him, telling him to fuck my pussy harder. He only last about three minutes then came, dropping down on top of me after he was done.

I was still pretty sticky and only hoped he'd think the stickiness between us was just sweat.

When he finally rolled over, I reached down and carefully pulled the condom off. I got on my knees, tilted my head back and showed Steve just how nasty I could really be - by holding the condom above my head and pushing his cum out so it dripped into my waiting mouth. Then I swallowed his cum too.

So the second time I had sex it wasn't that great. But the first time rocked.

And, in the course of one night, I went from being a virgin to becoming a drunken slut.