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Keeping It Secret From Her Family (Part Two)

Kate was rubbing my now husband’s cock through his trousers, whilst trying to suck his tonsils out and clean his teeth with her tongue. When she thought his cock was hard enough, she broke away from the kiss, leaning back a little to look at him, still rubbing his covered cock whilst he played with her nipples. With her other hand, she stroked down the side of his face. Almost ashamed to say it, she whispered “I’m a virgin”. He leant in, gently kissed her, then leant out and said in a soft and gentle voice that she wouldn’t be for much longer and that her cherry would belong to him. She smiled. That was all she wanted to hear.

She got up out of her chair, gently pushed him backwards onto the bed and started undoing his belt. As she unzipped his fly, his cock sprang out, hard to the touch. She grabbed hold of it with both hands, rubbing them up and down his length (making him get harder with every stroke), before leaning in, making her tits swing away from her body and sway tantalisingly as she moved. She opened her mouth a little, then in one steady motion, she pushed her mouth down over his cock, her lips ending up nudging at his balls.

She had never had a cock in her mouth before, but she had seen girls do it at parties, so she had a decent idea. Running her mouth up and down his cock, with not just her lips surrounding it, but her fingers forming loops around it and working up and down as her mouth was nearly empty. He got very hard very quickly, and she suddenly had a panic that he was about to cum in her mouth. She’d do that soon, but today, she wanted him to cum in her virgin cunt.

She released his cock and clambered onto him, lifting the showy skirt up to reveal her cunt to him for the very first time. He noted her pantyless state and she was glad she had taken the trouble to shave her pubes into a very neat and precise triangle (and to clear her armpits, which she felt was important for the impact of the hair brushing).

She gave him a few seconds to stare longingly at her cunt, before she finished her repositioning, her right hand grabbing at his cock whilst her left steadied herself on the bed. She always wanted her first fuck to be cowgirl, and this was perfect.

She felt him lift the front of her skirt up, and she held onto his shaft and rubbed his glans against her cunt lips, spreading his pre-cum out across the exposed parts of her cunt. She loved that sticky feeling, but almost immediately, his glans nudged into the right place, and she was able to slide her body right down his cock. Oh, it felt so good to finally have a cock inside her, and she was looking forward to feeling him cum.

As he held up her skirt to enjoy the view of her cunt being impaled by his vertically standing cock, her pert unleashed hanging tits were moving rhythmically. She let go of his cock and put a hand on either side of their bodies and started sliding up and down, increasing speed a little as she gained confidence.

He knew he wasn’t going to last long. She had him really worked up, but she was in a position where his cock was rubbing up and down the top of her cunt, a glans rub that he knew was likely to bring her to orgasm imminently. He was just willing her to not change positions, and she didn’t, her body tensing not many seconds later. Here was her first cock induced cumming, and he lifted his hips off the bed to carry on the strokes, as she had stopped moving almost as soon as she started to cum. His little strokes kept the orgasm coming, whilst as soon as her body relaxed, he thrust in deep and she felt his cock spurting cum into her several distinct times.

She looked very happy, as she sat on him, cock slightly softening, but still buried in her cunt. After his cock shrank sufficiently, she climbed off, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her face down towards his cock. She got the idea; his cock, which was coated in their combined juices, was soon back in her mouth, her tongue cleaning their taste off his cock and her mouth and fingers slowly bringing his cock back to life. Over and over, she ran her mouth down and up, her fingers following close by. Towards the end, her mouth and tongue were starting to ache, but it was worth it, as that magnificent cock was getting back to peak hardness. She wondered if he had any cum left. She had to find out.

By rubbing the tip of her tongue down the underside of his shaft, she seemed to be able to milk a tiny pearl of precum out with every stroke. She liked the taste of precum, even more than the taste of their combined juices.

But obviously, he decided enough was enough as he gently slid her mouth off his cock. Then he got off the bed and manoeuvred her round, her ass now being in the centre of the bed and her lying down on her back on it. He climbed onto the bed, repeatedly kissing between her nipples (her glorious tits were still pert and hadn’t disappeared into her body) and her mouth. She found his cock again with her hand and began working it up and down with looped fingers. She didn’t want him to lose any of that hardness.

He helped by folding back the front of her skirt, to reveal her cunt to him once again. Now, the poor innocent girl was about to get one of his hard fucks, and with him having cum already, he knew it would be long and physical. He didn’t think she realised how long he would be able to last. She’d soon find out.

He sat up and rubbed his glans against her sticky, slightly shuddering cunt lips, and pushed past them with ease pushing in as far as he could get. She gasped as she felt his cock in further than it ever had been, and he gently kissed her before starting long strokes in and out, each time pushing in a little harder, until eventually he had built up a good speed and was slamming deep in full flight. Her gasps had morphed into screams as the speed built up, and her face had gone from amazement and pleasure to a gritted teeth determination to hang in there. She didn’t want this over too quickly, yet she knew she was close. His cock felt so hard and so big, and his speed and thrust showed no sign of reducing. But her control of her orgasm was fading, and she knew she was mere moments away. She decided to squeeze on his cock, using her muscles to tighten around his cock. As the dam broke on her orgasm, she involuntarily clamped down hard on his cock, and that was all he could take. She felt the throb of his cock again and again as he squirted cum even deeper in her cunt. So, he did have more, and she started to fear she had already become addicted to it. Losing her cherry, feeling a man cum in her, hadn’t sated her appetite at all – in fact, it made her want cum more.

Keeping It Secret From Her Family (Part One)

Kate wasn’t stupid. She knew when her brother asked one of his friends to keep an eye on her, to look after her, there was a chance her exploits would get back to her family, and that was the last thing she wanted.

It was her first week at university, where her brother’s friend had been for three years. Her brother’s friend was my now husband. Kate was still a virgin and had gone to university with the aim of quickly losing her virginity, ideally to someone who was a good fuck with suitable experience, and ultimately to get fucked as much as possible. Her family would strongly disapprove, and she didn’t want the repercussions, but she did want to be allowed to fuck in peace.

Not that he had shown any sign of telling them anything. She knew him from before, and he seemed nice. He didn’t seem like a spy, but she didn’t really know him particularly well. It was nice however to have a friendly face, and she had met with him a few times and he had been helpful in getting her settled into university life.

And things were relaxed whenever she met up with him, and she actually enjoyed talking to him, but she was always guarded about sex. She was at university to lose her virginity and to get thoroughly fucked. She didn’t want that getting back. She had to deal with this, and she wasn’t sure how.

And then an idea came into her mind, and it was a ridiculous idea, total madness, and yet it made perfect sense. If she lost her virginity to him, and if it was him that regularly fucked her, he’d never be able to talk about it with them, and her secret would be safe. She talked herself into and out of it several times during the day, but decided she needed to work him out more before making the final choice.

She made a casual throw-away remark to him about him having sex, and he didn’t really reply, but did have a certain glint in his eye. That encouraged her to go fishing several times for more information about his sex life, and one evening after buying him a few drinks, she found out that he was quite rampant in the past, and that all but one of his previous uni fucks had left university at this point, and the one that was still there was now in a serious relationship and didn’t allow herself to be fucked by him (no matter how much she wanted it). Kate was quietly pleased, as she thought he might be craving a fuck and that made her in with a chance.

She wasn’t interested in a relationship, just in being fucked, and the more she saw him, the more she felt comfortable with him, and the more she found herself wanting him to fuck her over and over. She got the impression he was the same as her, both in not wanting a relationship and being comfortable with her. She wasn’t any good at this hooking up game, so, despite meeting a lot of others in those early weeks, she decided that he really was the best option, that she really wanted him to take her virginity.

She decided to twist her own arm in a way, forcing herself to get on with it. She really needed that fuck, really craving it, and in a horny state, she saw him one afternoon in a corridor. Without leaving herself time to think, she asked him to pop to her room later, as she needed some advice. They agreed a time, and then off she went to both regret her actions, and get even more horny at the possibilities.

Good as gold, he knocked on her door at the allotted time, and with a deep breath, she opened the door to him. It was clear from his face that he liked what was in front of him. There was Kate, topless wearing only a short but quite showy skirt, brushing her hair. She was really nervous in case anyone else in the corridor saw her or in case he totally rejected her.

His cock didn’t reject her. She could see how hard it was within seconds. She invited him in and carried on brushing her long brown hair, her arms over her head perfectly framing her sizeable yet pert tits, her totally hairless armpits in full view.

He closed the door behind him and went to sit on the edge of the bed (the only chair in the room was deliberately filled with clothes). His face was now at tit height, and she was in no hurry to finish brushing her hair. The discussion was innocent, yet here she was with her tits out and tantalisingly swaying as she moved. To him, she seemed totally at ease with her exposure. He couldn’t take his eyes off her tits for long, only briefly looking at her face as she was talking. She could see that and was secretly loving it. Now she had to pluck up the courage to move to the next stage.

Eventually she put the brush down. He was waiting for her to put some clothes on, but she didn’t. She offered him a drink and made it, gave it to him and sat down opposite him (in the chair, sitting on her clothes), all with her pert tits proudly visible.

He was trying to work out if she was being as blatant as she appeared to be being, or was she ridiculously innocent and not realising what she was doing? After all, this was a good friend’s sister he was thinking of fucking. In those few weeks, he had gone from being a helpful friend, to so wanting to feast on her magnificent tits (it has been too long since he’d worship Rebecca’s tits), and finally to really wanting to really fuck her, not just once, but over and over. But there weren’t any signs she was interested, until now, until her magnificent tits were out and so close to him.

The innocent conversation continued whilst they each tried to work the other out. She was cursing herself for being too shy to simply ask him to fuck her. Heck, it was amazing she was here with her tits out at all. In fact, at one point, she had almost just put her blouse on, talking herself out of it just in time.

He was worried about reading the situation wrongly, and him trying something and her holding it against him. But she started it with having her fabulous tits out for him to enjoy, or was it for him at all?

He knew she had seen his cock; she’d been looking down at it. Just as he knew she’d seen him looking adoringly at her tits. He decided those two things were enough, and he had to go for it.

Her hands were resting in her lap, bent at the elbows to ensure her tits were still totally visible. He gently picked up her hands in his and said that there was something he wanted to do that he hoped she would enjoy. She gently nodded and smiled, relieved he had taken the lead, and he leant in bringing his face towards her tits, letting go of her hands as he needed to steady himself as he gently kissed on her left nipple. She giggled slightly and twisted her body slightly to offer him better access to her nipple.

This time, she felt his tongue swirl round her nipple, almost caressing it as it went round and over. She closed her eyes to really feel his tongue but opened them again shortly afterwards, as she wanted the visuals of him working her nipple. She felt her nipple swelling and getting harder, but all too soon, he shifted position, her body on instinct moving to offer him her other nipple, which he caressed with his tongue and mouth.

Once that was as hard as the first, he leant back, using a thumb and forefinger to tweak each nipple. As he gently pulled her towards him by her nipples, he leant in to give her a soft kiss, almost a lip nudge, and as he leant a little back, she leant further in for a longer kiss, her tongue starting to nudge between his lips, to little resistance, and his lips parted and their tongues met, touching at first before turning into a full, long, proper snog with tongue jousting. Now she was on familiar ground. She knew how to kiss well.

Her confidence grew as their kiss continued, the tips of their tongues almost constantly in each other’s mouths, whilst all the time her nipples were being worked by his fingers. They were so large, they were almost painful, but there was no way she was asking him to stop. Eventually, their lips broke and he looked into her eyes, wondering where to go next. She nervously looked into his eyes and just gently, almost hesitantly mouthed “Fuck Me”. He kissed her passionately, to give her a chance to change her mind, but she didn’t. She simply rubbed her hand against his cock, at this point still within his trousers, showing that she absolutely did want a fuck. He hadn’t fucked in some weeks, and he had been thinking about her quite a bit, dreaming about working her body and lusting after tasting her and filling her cunt. He wasn’t about to say no to her.

A Good Girl Gets Her Rewards

My university fuck seemed well practiced at licking cunts. His tongue was darting deeply inside, flicking round my clit and over my cunt lips. He was building me up very slowly and I just knew when I came it would be massive. But this wasn’t going to be over quickly. He seemed to know just how slowly he could go and not let me get bored. He kept looking past my tits towards my eyes, and he knew that I wasn’t going anywhere, he knew that I was rooted to the spot for as long as his tongue was working me.

I have no idea how long it took. It was a long time though, and eventually, his tongue got my hips bucking and braying, with him having a job to keep in contact with my cunt as my body moved. But he managed it enough, and the little cries that started emanating from my lips all merged into one and eventually he made my body shudder as he gave me my first orgasm at the hands (or tongue) of a man.

My body collapsed onto the bed, and he sat up on his heels looking rather pleased with himself. He commentated how lovely my cunt tasted (something I had never really considered before), and he laid on the bed next to me and pressed his mouth to mine, giving me a kiss with strong taste of my cunt. It was the first such kiss I had received, and I thought my cunt tasted lovely too. When he stopped kissing me, he spooned me, telling me that I would be getting his rock-hard cock tonight, and I slipped off to sleep happily in his arms.

When I awoke, he was still cuddling me. That was lovely. We got dressed and went out for some dinner, and we were asking lots of questions about each other. It turns out he missed a lecture because he was cuddling me. Naughty Mira for making him miss a lecture.

We then went to the bar and had a fun night. I noticed he wasn’t drinking alcohol, which was very unusual for him. I mused that he was keeping my fuck in mind when making his drink choice. I was really hoping it would be a good fuck.

Finally, at about 1am, the group split up and he said he’d walk me home. He must have seen the look on my face, as he leant in and whispered that he’s going to fuck me there. That made me happy, and we set off towards my room.

When we got inside, he locked my door and pulled the bed away from the wall “unless I wanted my neighbours to have an hour of my bed banging on the wall”. I didn’t mind if they knew, but my neighbours were lovely, and I didn’t want to annoy them.

He systematically stripped me, first my top and bra, taking time to lick and suck on each nipple for a while. Once he was happy with how they had grown and how hard they were, he undid my trousers and slipped them and my panties to the floor. He lay me back on the bed and gently nudged my legs slightly apart. Then he stripped off, his eyes not leaving my cunt whilst he did it. By the time he released his cock from his boxers, it sprang up fairly hard.

He knelt on the bed between my legs and told me to finish getting his cock ready. I moved both hands to it and started moving them up and down, fingers wrapped around his shaft. I really wanted to put it into my mouth, but clearly by where his body was, he only wanted me to use my hands. Still, it didn’t take much to get him really hard, and so he told me to open my cunt for him. As I held my lips open with my forefingers, he took an admiring look at my pink vulva, before rubbing his glans against it whilst asking me what I wanted him to do. I was squealing “Fuck me” like a crazed pig until he slowly started pushing his rock-hard length into my cunt. I let go of my lips and stretched my arms back above my head, so my electrolysis cleared armpits were on display to him.

I can’t tell you just how good it felt, just feeling him slide inside me. It was amazing. Once his cock was all the way in, he asked me if I was OK, and when I confirmed I was, he started his rhythmic sliding in and out, very slow at first building up speed. I looked down my body at him concentrating at keeping his rhythm, his eyes flicking between my filled cunt, my strained nipples, and my hungry eyes.

His stamina was impressive. He was in no hurry to cum. Instead, he carried out a rhythmic fuck, each time almost removing his cock completely. I really noticed the difference between my cunt being filled by his rock-hard cock, and the gap where his cock used to be. He wasn’t really building an orgasm, but I was loving the feelings of his cock inside me. I looked down past my tits to see the occasional glimpse of his cock on its way out and back in again. The visuals just added to the physical sensations, especially when he grew even further, and I felt him stretching my cunt just a little.

He somehow managed to place my hand to my clit, and he told me to work it like the slut he knew I was. Filthy talk. I liked it. Made me feel like a slut (in a good way). I started (quite roughly) rolling my clit and tugging at it, as he slightly sped up his robust strokes.

I was instructed to “tell me when you’re close, slut”, which made me giggle, but I was still a fair way off. I started gritting my teeth, which no doubt he picked up on, as he raised his speed again. Eventually, he knew I was close, and I knew he was close. A few more strokes and I declared myself as near.

With gritted teeth, after telling me to keep tweaking my clit, he demanded that I “cum for him, bitch”, and a particularly powerful slam in of his finished me off. I realised my orgasm was being mixed with his, his cock spewing cum into my wanton cunt.

He looked down at me and left his shrinking cock in my cunt. I decided that was the moment to tell him that he’d just taken my cherry, something about which he looked remarkably smug.

As his cock slipped out of my slick cunt, he adjusted his position and spooned me, and we drifted off to sleep with him wrapped around me.

The following morning, he said that was the best fuck he’d ever had, and I’m not giving anything away to tell you that there were many more fucks with him over the time I was at uni. And he was great for me, as we often discussed the women we’d each like to fuck, and he was happy to carry on fucking me whilst I explored my pan side with some of those women. But I was his slut, I liked it and he liked it too.

Anya’s Cherry

During lockdown, to while away some of the long winter evenings, we decided to discuss various sexual adventures the three of us had before we got together. Some women get very jealous of previous partners of their partners, but I really get off on such talk. I mean, sex is sex and therefore exciting, and as some of the adventures are interesting, I thought I’d share some of them with you.

The first one concerns Anya. Every school has an Anya. She was the most gorgeous female specimen you had ever seen. Silky glossy long dark hair, bright blue eyes, tits that were large enough and flaunted enough to get the devotion of every heterosexual male within a ten mile radius (28G so it turns out).

Apart from my husband. Because to my husband, Anya was trouble. She was a bitch, who used the other boys for her own ends. He didn’t fall under her spell, and that seemed to drive her wild.

It must have done, because for the biggest event of the school calendar for 16 year olds, the school disco, despite having offers from virtually every other boy in the place, she asked my husband if he would go with her. She asked him! She swore him to secrecy and told everyone he asked her, but my husband knew the truth.

I asked him why he said yes, and his explanation was that men chased Anya. Anya didn’t chase men, so he was intrigued where this was going. He was half expecting her to ditch him after they got there and go off with someone else, so he was prepared for anything.

So come the evening, he arrived to pick her up, and she looked absolutely stunning. Totally drop dead gorgeous. I’ve seen the photo from when they arrived at the disco, and they looked quite the pair. And despite what he was expecting, she was attentive all evening, snogging him very publicly and very fully, and only disappearing for the odd toilet break with the girls.

After they’d been there for 2 hours (still 3 hours to go), they were standing in the corridor having a full-on snog and he was groping and squeezing at her ass (like he does to me, a brazen act that makes me feel totally owned). She broke his kiss and asked him if he wanted to go somewhere quieter to “get more acquainted with her body”. He wasn’t about to say no. He was obsessed with naked tits even then, and so they sloped off to a classroom in a quieter part of the school. No sooner had they got into the dimly lit classroom, her shoulders were out of the dress, her bra was on the floor and he was sucking on her tits like he was in one of those high-priced sex shop porn mags he bought off the school black market. And from the noises she was making, he was certainly doing it well.

But after a good half hour of tit worship, she told him he had to stop as she “needed a piss before he fucked her”. He thinks he surprised her by saying her hadn’t decided whether he was going to fuck her yet, as she hadn’t shown him she really wanted him to. She pouted a little and said she had made a careful choice, and that he was definitely the best man for the job.

But then came the bombshell. She told him she was still a virgin, and that she really wanted him to take her cherry and to make her a woman. But he was confused, as half of the school had claimed to have fucked her, but she told him with a wink that it wasn’t just boys who pumped up their sex lives for reasons of prowess and reputation, and that her reputation was enhanced by the lads thinking she was a sex machine. But nevertheless, she was a virgin, and she was desperate for him to fill her cunt with throbbing manhood, she was desperate for him to make her a woman.

He really wanted to, but he wanted to remain in control of the situation, so he told her he would only fuck her if she found a way to convince him that she really wanted him to. She still looked a little pouty as she loaded herself into her bra, and said she’d come up with a way to prove to him that he should fuck her, and she nipped off to the bathroom, putting on a show of bravado as she left about how she wasn’t that bothered after all.

He went into the main hall, and (slightly nervously) waited for her to come back. When he first saw her return to the hall, she was talking in quite an animated way to a couple of her female posse, and then she looked around and left them to come in his direction. She got to him, put her arms round his neck and gave him a very public and long full-tongued snog. That made everyone look, and once they were looking, she broke away from him, held her right fist in front of him, slightly opened it, and her panties unfurled for everyone to see.

Half the crowd couldn’t believe she was giving him her panties, and the other half couldn’t believe how tiny they were. With a smile, he took them off her, put them in his pocket, took her hand and they headed off into the school to find somewhere to fuck.

The classroom they were in earlier was taken with another amorous couple, so they kept going until they found a different room. They kissed for a long time, with him once again revealing her voluptuous tits and squeezing them whilst he was kissing her. Then he leant her back onto the desk behind her, picked up the front of her gown, and flicked it up over her belly. For the first time, he got to look at her cunt, and at the perfectly manicured tiny triangle of hair she had above her clit.

He stepped up to her and put his hand down to her cunt, gently stroking at her lips and slowly burrowing in. He was totally running on instinct; powered by that school black market porn and the early lads mags, he explored a woman’s folds for the first time, and the noises and smile on her face indicated she was enjoying it. He pushed his fingers in deeper and deeper, and her breathing got quicker and quicker. But she stopped him just as he thought he was bringing her to orgasm and insisted on having his cock.

He was rock hard after playing with her cunt, and she was sopping wet too, so with her lying back over the desk with her feet on the floor, and him standing between her legs, he pushed his hard cock gently between her lips and into her cunt, and once he was fully impaled, he grabbed hold of her naked tits and started rhythmically pounding away.

She was already on the edge, and he was excited, so neither of them lasted long, but he remembered her overwhelming tightness as his cock pounded away, and of the squeezing as she came causing him to spew cum into her virgin cunt.

After he shrank out, she sat up and, with tears in her eyes, they cuddled. And it was as they were cuddling, they became aware of the other people watching through the window. Her deflowering was witnessed by two dozen or so people and became legend around the schools.

Anya, sixteen, was his first and he, sixteen, was hers.