Virginity Stories: I guess you can call me festive?? (PART 1)

***To make a long story short, I lost my virginity on the 4th of July. A true American hero, I know.***

My boyfriend and I were taking our first road trip. We were (& still are almost a year and some change later) in cupcake phase. Giving each other googoo eyes, sharing whispers and kisses no matter who was around. I was a virgin, he was not- and i was TERRIFIED to have sex. Specifically with him after the shocking discovery that he had the longest, girthiest penis I'd seen in my young life. (I was 18, hush) He was sweet about it. Never making me feel as though i had to do anything I wasnt comfortable with and he never ever forced it.

At this point we had been together about 6 months, I'd given him plenty of head(blowjobs, oral, whatev) but nothing past that.

We had went out just as the sun set to watch the firework display. Kissing as the sky lit up, holding hands, and enjoying the view. It was all very romantic.

We made the journey back to my moms place and set up our sleeping quarters. (An air mattress in the dining area just a few inches from the kitchen)

This would be the first time we'd ever slept together and my heart was beating out of my chest as i came to lay down after my shower.

We turned out the lights and settled in for the night.

After a few moments of me awkwardly trying to have a conversation he kissed me 'goodnight' and cuddled me into his arms.

I was totally little spoonin', feeling warm and loved as i began to doze off. Just as my eyes fluttered shut he readjusted so his crotch was pressed against my butt, tightening his arm around me.

He was asleep already as i could hear a light snore in my ear. I could feel his penis through his pajama bottoms and i scooted back a little more out of curiosity. Shifting my weight to press my butt fully across his crotch. I felt him harden.

The feeling of a hard dick pressed against me was... new. It felt oddly good and i found my self gently rotating my hips to feel his hardness.

He moaned a little in his sleep, and i felt an unfamiliar tingle between my legs. 'Is the the feeling other women have? When they want it so bad?' I thought to myself.

I felt a wetness i wasn't used to as i grinded against him. He started to stir awake at me moving around in front of him.

"What are you doing, " he muttered sleepily. I was so embarrassed to have been caught, I felt my face grow hot. It just felt so GOOD and i couldn't help myself.

"I was just readjusting, sorry" i said lamely. I was never a good liar so it came out rushed and high pitched.

He took a deep breath, moving his arms from around me and pulling me so I'd face him.

I hid my face the second he looked at me, the only light in the room was the moon shining in from the windows. Just enough to light up his face.

"Look at me" he said seriously, my stomach flipped at the change in tone. Everything in me wanted to haul ass from the room, never showing my face again.

He gently pulled my hand from my face, using his fingers to tilt my chin so I'd be forced to look him in the eye.

"Don't be embarrassed. If you want it, I'll give it to you" he said, his voice calm. I felt butterflies in my stomach, i had to be red as a beet.

"Do you want it, baby?" He questioned, serious yet patient. Fully awake and attentive at this point.

Before i could even think to be scared, i nodded. Yanking my face from his hand and covering it again, too embarrassed to even look at him.

He sat up immediately, removing his shirt and tossing it to the floor.

"If you want me to stop, tell me. I'll stop. Okay?" His voice was soft and careful.

"And i need you to look at me, baby. Please" he reached for my hands, removing them from my face and pinning them down with his.

"None of this. Don't be scared. I won't hurt you." He whispered, leaning into kiss me. Softly at first then growing more passionate by the second.

He let go of my hands and ran his finger tips over my body. First my neck, chest, belly, and then down to my crotch, feeling me over my pj bottoms.

He broke the kiss and urged me to sit up, pulling my shirt over my head, taking a beat to marvel over my breasts before taking one into his mouth.

He ran his tongue over my nipple lightly, caressing the other with his fingertips. This too, was unfamiliar and a light moan escaped my lips.

He stopped abruptly, took my face into his hands and kissed me again.

"Thats so fucking sexy, baby. Please moan for me again" he said, going back to licking and sucking on my now hard nipples.

I let out a few more quiet moans as he began to trail kisses from my breasts down to my stomach, lingering at the area just above my pants.

He tugged them down my hips, leaving me in my underwear. He placed light kisses over the cotton material before hitching his finger under the elastic, about to pull them down too.

I suddenly became very aware of what was happening, gasped, and covered my vagina with my hands, embarrassed again.

He drew his head back and furrowed his brow at me.

"Do you want me to stop?" He sounded so concerned, it made me feel doubly embarrassed.

I couldnt bring myself to speak.

"Baby," he began, sitting up from between my legs. "We can stop, I'll stop." But i didnt want him to, i was shocked at how sensitive i was. I was very aware of the temperature in the room, the atmosphere, and his hand propped tenderly on my thigh in an attempt to calm me.

"N-no. I want it. I-i'm sorry" I stuttered.

"Are you sure?" the concern in his voice was genuine, making the butterflies intensify in my stomach.

I nodded.

He moved his hand up my thigh slowly, meeting my shaking hand, still covering myself. He took it in his, raising it to his mouth and kissing it, before sitting it to the side.

He went to pull my underwear down again, this time urging me to prop up my hips while he eased them down.

He positioned himself back between my thighs, kissing each one before shifting his attention to my vagina. He took a finger and swiped it across my folds.

"Is this for me, baby? Did i make you this wet" he said, a grin spreading across his face.

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Before i had the chance to answer he gave a slow lick into my wetness. Sending a shiver down my spine.

He spread me and licked deeply, causing me to throw my head back into the pillows, moaning.

He began a rhythm, alternating between a flat tongue and sucking on my clit. My moans got louder and higher pitched as a foreign warmness spread through me. He stopped immediately, a frustrating feeling and put a hand over my mouth, reminding me where we were and the chances of getting caught.

He stuck his finger between my folds again, lightly pumping, causing me to moan, quieter this time.

"Look what you did" he said gesturing to the boner concealed by his pants.

He sat up and reached past me to his side of the bed. Digging in his overnight bag before pulling out a condom.

"Sorry, i wanted to be ready just in case," he smirked before ripping into the package, removing his pants and rolling thr condom down onto himself.

My breath hitched as I realized this was it. This was the moment I'd been so afraid of. He noticed and locked eyes with me. Stroking my cheek.

He bit his lip as he cast his gaze back to the sight before him. He lined himself to my opening, glancing back up to see if i was okay, and slowly pushed inward.

I gasped as the tip entered me, the discomfort was strong. A pressure building as he continued to push in. It hurt, but mixed with the slight burning was a pleasure I'd never experienced.

I let out a half-moan/ half-gasp and he paused, looking up at me again.

"Shh, you can take it baby. It's okay. You're so wet for me." He grunted, sliding in about a quarter of the way more.

I bit down on my lip as he slid in the remainder. I felt so full. It felt like if he moved anymore id be hit in the stomach. Like my guts would be rearranged if he so much as breathed. He stayed there for a moment. Giving me a minute to adjust to him.

A tear rolled down my cheek as he pulled out a little faster and entered me again, only half way this time.

A breathy moan rolled off my tongue, a second tear falling.

He looked up to me mid-stroke when he heard me sniffle, halting his movement all together.

"No no no. Am i hurting you? Did i hurt you, baby" he said sweetly, grabbing my face, kissing my lips softly for a second before giving me a chance to speak.

"It.." i gulped, i sniffled again, trying to find my words "it feels so good" the embarrassment still ever present.

He half smiled, still obviously concerned. He kissed me again, slowly, his tongue sliding into my mouth, making the kiss even more fiery.

(Go to my page for part 2. Post was too long for one 💖💖 same title)