1 comments/ 56441 views/ 10 favorites The Accidental Virgin By: TE999 Hello and welcome to my readers. Thanks for your votes, PC's and comments on my previous stories. In this tale, a mistake increases a couple's pleasure in one evening. Enjoy. ---------------------------- Glenn's car rolled to a stop in the driveway and he ran to Susan's front door. Dancing with excitement, he rang the doorbell. She had sounded so sexy on the phone. They were finally going to go all the way. They had brought each other off many times by mutual masturbation and oral sex, but tonight they were going to fuck. He put his hand in his pocket to make sure the condoms were there when the door opened and Mister Douglas stood glowering at him. He had tried to be friendly to Susan's father, but the man simply grunted and returned to reading the newspaper. "Good evening Mister Douglas, is Susan home? We have a date tonight." Mr. Douglas motioned him in, waved towards the living room sofa and walked away mumbling. Glenn stared at him in disgust. What's up with him? It's not like we're kids. He still acts like we're teenagers. What a dork. Glenn perched on the edge of a cushion and waited for Susan to appear. The house was quiet except for the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway. After what seemed an hour, he heard the tapping of Susan's shoes on the stairs. His heart skipped a beat as she strutted into the room. She was so hot! A blue skirt barely covered her crotch, and her long lovely legs were bare. Her ample breasts bobbed under a white t-shirt, erect nipples prominent behind the thin cloth. Thong sandals displayed her scarlet painted toenails. Susan's sultry smile of welcome inflamed his lust and his cock rubbed painfully against his jeans. Glenn stood up and took her in his arms. They shared an open-mouthed kiss and rubbed against each other. Susan took her purse from the table by the door and they left hurriedly, anxious to be alone together. Glenn sped along Quarry Road toward a secluded parking spot they had discovered one afternoon. The first chill of autumn was in the air, which meant they would make love in the car instead of on a blanket, but that mattered little in their excitement. Susan took Glenn's left hand, kissed the palm and rubbed it on her cheek. "Guess what I did in the shower this morning. I shaved my pussy just for you. Here, feel." He almost drove off the road as she spread her legs and put his hand between them, stroking her wet slit as she moaned in pleasure. Glenn's cock ached and he clenched his teeth trying not to come in his pants. Susan saw the strained look on his face, leaned over and unfastened his belt and pants. His cock sprang free and she sucked it into her mouth, tongue licking the velvet head. Glenn saw the gravel road leading to their spot and swerved down it, the car swaying and scattering gravel as he fought to keep from skidding into the ditch. Susan never stopped deep throating him; humming happily, she filled her mouth with rigid flesh. Regaining control, Glenn drove more carefully into the woods and parked in a clearing. His fingers tangled in Susan's long blonde hair, he fucked her mouth. She made choking noises, but never stopped sucking as he thrust harder. He erupted down her throat and she swallowed greedily, drinking the last of his warm cum and licking him clean. Stripping off their clothes, they climbed into the back seat, wrapping their legs together as they hugged and kissed. Susan could never get enough of Glenn's hard body and stiff cock. He always satisfied her, but she still lay in her bed after he went home, playing with her pussy and imagining he was doing it. He began sucking her nipples while she moaned in delight and spread her legs. She knew what would happen next. He left a trail of kisses and licks down her body until he reached her pussy, stopping for a moment to inhale the scent of her arousal then burying his face in the wet pink flesh. Susan screamed as his hands gripped her ass cheeks and his long tongue explored between her labial lips. She crossed her legs around his back, pulling him tighter against her pussy. Her moans were as loud as shouts as he devoured her, filling his mouth repeatedly with her plentiful juices. Susan shook uncontrollably when her orgasm rose and burst within her. Holding Glenn's head, she ground her pussy on his face and came in his mouth. His fingers wiggling inside her coaxed forth a second orgasm and she lay gasping on the seat, her head spinning. Glenn kissed her tenderly as she calmed. He never ceased to be amazed at the duration and intensity of her orgasms, pleased with himself that he could bring her such pleasure. He reached into the front seat and retrieved the condoms from his jeans pocket. Susan molded herself against his back, stiff nipples poking him as she stroked his cock. "Need some help putting that on?" she purred. "Sit back, let me do it." He leaned back against the door, his cock twitching in anticipation. Her warm mouth took him in again, covering the hot flesh with saliva. Susan tore open the foil packet and slowly rolled the condom down until it was snug. "It's slippery," she said, wiping her hands on her legs. "They're pre-lubed for easy entry," Glenn replied. "It was on the package." Susan lay back, spread her legs and fingered her pussy. The drops of cum on her skin glittering like jewels in the moonlight. "I think this'll be wet enough baby. Fuck me Glenn, I want you in me." Glenn twisted around, positioning himself to thrust into her. They knew there would be pain when her hymen was broken, so they wanted it over as fast as possible. She sighed as he rubbed his cock over her pussy lips and raised her hips towards him. A stabbing pain in his right thigh made him wince and shift on the seat. A leg cramp. A goddam leg cramp. Why now? Jeez it hurts. I can't stop now. I won't. He pushed into her and she cried out in pain. The cramp was making his eyes water as he penetrated further. She was so tight! His cock felt as if it was in a vise. Trying to ignore the ache in his leg, he began slowly stroking into her as she gasped and moaned. It was difficult to see in the dim light, but his mouth found her breast. He sucked and licked one stiff nipple then the other as she pulled his head against the soft flesh. Glenn felt cum building in his balls as his cramp receded. He jabbed into her rabbit like, wanting her to cum with him as they did when they did a 69. Susan's moans gave way to a high-pitched wail as her back arched, body jerking as orgasmic ecstasy consumed her. A red haze obscured Glenn's vision as he came explosively, feeling as if his entire body was spurting out his cock. Susan cried out and fell back on the seat, whimpering. The cramp seized his leg again. Glenn opened the car door and scrambled outside, trying to walk it off. The dome light illuminated Susan curled up on the seat, not moving. Glenn called to her but there was no answer. He walked around the car several times until the pain subsided. He saw Susan sitting up and joined her. They embraced and kissed tenderly. Her eyes were wet and a half smile was on her face. "I'm sorry I hurt you," Glenn said. "I didn't know it'd be so painful. But you're not a virgin anymore." Susan raised an eyebrow. "I am and I'm not, baby. You fucked me in the ass." "I did what? Holy shit! Are you okay? Damn, I'm so sorry. I really am." "It hurt like hell at first, but then it started to feel good, and you were out of your mind balling me. I barely touched my clit and I came all over the place. It was intense." "You were so tight I could hardly move, then you loosened up and I felt like I was gut punched when I came. That explains no blood on the condom. The leg cramp must have thrown me off and I…" Susan placed a finger on his lips. "I'm still a virgin Glenn. Want to try again?" He nodded and Susan laid back, her knees up and her legs spread. Rolling on a condom, he settled between her thighs and Susan guided his cock in her pussy. One thrust, a moan and he was all the way in. Locked in an embrace they moved in a smooth rocking rhythm, her pussy muscles rippling against his stiffness. "Mmmm…I love you fucking me. It's better than I ever dreamed." "I love you so much, baby. I never want to stop." Susan's hips moved faster and Glenn matched her tempo. The car rocked and bounced as they pleasured each other. Glenn sucked on Susan's thick nipples as her hands gripped his ass pulling him harder into her pussy. Gasping and moaning they came, then Susan had a second orgasm. Snuggled together in the afterglow of satisfaction, Susan nibbled Glenn's ear making him shiver. "Let's try that ass fucking again," she purred. "I was getting to like it." She rose up on all fours and wiggled her ass at him. He gripped her hips and worked his cock in her puckered hole while she moaned in delight. They began slowly, Glenn giving Susan light, shallow strokes still afraid of hurting her. Her sphincter muscle tightened on the intruder and Glenn moaned in pleasure. She's so tight, Damn, I could cum right now. Gotta hold off… Susan pushed her ass onto Glenn's thick meat, impaling herself fully, moaning and panting as his balls swung against her sopping pussy. She braced herself against the car door and Glenn clung to her back, hands capturing her swaying breasts and rubbing her nipples. Crazed with lust they pounded against each other, the car rocking and swaying as they climbed the orgasmic peak once again. "Oooohh, fuck me baby. Cum in my ass." "Ahhhhh, I'm close, I'm close, I'm…Ughhhh…!" Glenn's body tensed and he loosed a torrent of cum into Susan's gripping ass while she rubbed her clit bringing on another back arching orgasm. The car's interior rang with their screams of delight and they slumped together on the seat, his semi-hard cock popping out of her slippery asshole. In a moment, they fell into an exhausted sleep. *** The morning sun shone in Glenn's eyes awakening him. Damn it! We slept here all night. Her dad's gonna kill me! We are so fucked… He shook Susan gently. "Susan. Wake up. We slept here all night. Your dad probably has the cops out looking for us. We're screwed!" "Good morning to you too," Susan replied sleepily. "Where's my wake up kiss?" Tongues dancing, they shared a long open-mouthed kiss. Glenn's cock began to stiffen as they rubbed against each other and Susan felt it against her thigh. "Mmmmm…a morning fuck. Just what I wanted." "Baby we can't. I have to get you home. Your dad's gonna have my ass on a stick." "Don't worry about my dear father. I caught him and Mrs. Simms fucking in the guest room while mom was out shopping. I let them finish and then hollered 'Boo'. They almost pissed themselves. I can pretty much do what I want now." "Your next door neighbor? She's not bad looking for an old woman. I just can't picture her and your dad…" "Do you want to talk or fuck? I say we fuck." "Here it comes, baby. Pussy or ass?" "Pussy, for starters." Hidden in the sun-dappled glade, the car began rocking once more. The Accidental Virgin Thank you to my editor, grumpyg. I couldn't have done it without him. This story isn't about losing my virginity. That happened a long time ago, hurt like hell and was humiliating. I was lucky to meet some very experienced, careful men after that. By the time I was 28 I was entirely comfortable with sex. I loved fucking and did it a lot with many different men. You might say I was a slut but I prefer thinking I was just a healthy young woman with a healthy body and a healthy libido. I developed quite a reputation actually. I loved seducing men; initiating the first contact, encouraging them, giving myself to them. Pretty much, if I invited you over for coffee you were going to get fucked. It was a bit of a joke among my friends. I had a friend Rachel who was several years younger than myself. She had a boyfriend and was quite happy with him. Somehow a fellow even younger than her and still in college joined our circle of friends. This guy, Travis, flirted with her continually. Finally Rachel had to tell him his attention was unwanted. He quit after her admonition but, still, everything that came out of his mouth was about sex. I figured if he talked about it so much, he wanted some. So I decided to seduce Travis. I had a tiny apartment at the time, a little studio. My couch faced the side of my bed. They were about 4 feet apart, a convenient arrangement for seduction. There was a sheepskin on the floor in case things went that way. I put on perfume and changed into some sexy but low key clothes: tight leggings, a soft, short tee shirt. No panties to create a distracting line, no bra to inhibit enticing jiggles. When I answered the front door of the apartment building, Travis' eyes wandered taking in my clothes and body. Normally I wore much less revealing things and definitely always a bra. His face changed from expectant friendliness to surprise as he ogled me. He was, as usual, a bit scruffy. I liked his lankiness and his genuine, open nature. He couldn't hide anything if he wanted to. "Good," I thought, "He knows what I'm after." So I brought him down the hall to my apartment and opened the door. It was a rainy day and the light was cool and soft. I had relaxing music on. He sat stiffly on the couch, on the edge of his cushion. In an odd voice, Travis asked, "Where's Rachel?" Now it was my turn to be surprised... Didn't he know what was going on? "She isn't here. Do you want coffee?" I asked. I went to the kitchen, which opened off just to the left of the couch. By turning his head he could watch my every move as I boiled water for coffee. I bent over rather far to get the spoons out, stretched up very sensually to reach the coffee jar on the top shelf, giving him a good view of how tight my leggings were, how thin the material of my shirt was, how erect my nipples were, how my ass moved. My shirt rode up as I worked; exposing my soft, trim stomach. To loosen Travis up a bit I tried to chat about music. "Are you going to see Dirty Dozen this Saturday?" I asked. "Umm, I think so." His eyes were riveted on my body. "Are you going with Henry and those guys?" I prodded. "Yes. I mean no. I-- I-- have exams. I can't go." He was stuttering now. I brought out the steaming cups. Travis had retreated into the corner of the couch looking terrified. His cup shook and coffee sloshed into the saucer. He stammered, "Thanks." He spilled more coffee, apologized. I could barely hear him now. Then he started talking rather at random about our mutual friend. Did he not know why I'd asked him over? Again he asked, "Where's Rachel?" this time almost desperately. Realizing he wasn't aware an invitation to my house was an invitation to my bed, I took charge. I brought my hand up to stop his shaking, took the coffee from him, scooted closer and snagged his darting blue eyes with my own. "Rachel isn't coming," I purred. This should have made my intent clear, but he looked wildly about as if ready to bolt. I had kept my hand on his. I squeezed it gently and carefully guided it to my knee. Scooted even closer, so our legs touched, looked into his eyes again. "It's just us," I said. Realization dawned on him at last. His gaze locked onto mine. I bent forward to kiss him. I was very gentle at first. We kissed softly, slowly. I didn't use my tongue but put my lips to serious work. (I was taught by a master of soul-kissing). His hand was still on my knee. In time, I encouraged him to rub his hand up and down my thigh. His large warm hand was tentative, unsure. He stopped far short of my ass. He seemed to expect me to protest. To encourage him more I broke our kiss and put my legs on his lap. I placed my hand on his, urged it up into the danger zone. He took over as I kissed him again, exploring the outside of my thigh, running his hand up to my ass. I rubbed my legs together sensuously to let him know he was doing well. Now he was stroking the tops of my thighs. I spread my legs a bit and his hand fanned down to the inside of my thigh. "Yes," I whispered. I wiggled some more, widening my legs. I let him touch me as I deepened our kiss, becoming more aggressive with my tongue. At last he loosened up a bit, returned my kiss and brought his hand up to touch my breasts. I rubbed against him as he squeezed and explored. The silky shirt felt wonderful as it shifted against my skin. My nipples were rock-hard and he tweaked one then the other, cupped my breasts gently and ran his thumb over the nipples again. I began to breathe faster as he went on, his touch becoming more firm and eager. "OK," I thought, "This is better." Travis seemed more confident now. I stopped worrying that I was scaring him. I pulled my tee over my head and he bent down to suckle and kiss first one breast then the other. I twisted out of my original position and straddled him on the couch. It felt so good when my thighs parted wide and my wet pussy opened up. A strong masculine smell rose from him, hot and incredibly arousing. His shirt was smooth under my hands as I steadied myself. I rubbed against his belt buckle then I ground my crotch against the folds of his jeans where they covered his zipper, rubbing my clit against him. Soon I was gently riding him as his hands and mouth explored my breasts, teasing and stroking and squeezing. I was so primed and ready. This alone was almost enough to make me cum. Eventually I pulled away and took advantage of my conveniently arranged apartment. I smoothly moved us over to the bed, sat Travis on the edge and parted his legs. Kneeling on the floor between his legs I pushed up his shirt. He got the idea and took it off. I pressed my breasts against his bare chest, my skin sliding like silk against his. I worked my way down to lick his nipples, running my hands over his body, shoulders, chest, waist, ass, and legs. As I was kissing my way down his stomach I put my hand on his belt. I looked up with an inquisitive expression. He nodded. I have always found removing a man's jeans extraordinarily exciting. I took my time, deliberately undid the buckle, slipped the leather tongue out of the metal clasp and pulled the lengths of leather out of the way. I unbuttoned his jeans, stroked his cock through the coarse material and pulled down the zipper. He was wearing briefs and I felt the soft weave of the fabric against my palm as I stroked him more. He had a raging hard-on. I kissed and nibbled around the waistband of his briefs, dipping my tongue under the elastic as I massaged his cock through the fabric. We got his jeans and briefs off. He was completely naked without any real consciousness of undressing. I have always tried to make everything effortless for my partner and I was very flattered when a friend told me I was easy. That was always my goal, to make it easy and natural. Now my bare waist was between his thighs. I took his cock in my hand. The girth and the hardness excited me. I stroked him firmly, letting my thumb glide over the pre cum forming on the tip. I bent down to take his dick in my mouth. I love the smell and taste of men and so lost myself in the act, every part of me concentrated into making love to his cock. I slid my tongue around the rim of his head and then gently sucked it into my mouth. I let him feel the silky warm wetness. Slowly I began working my mouth down, down as far as I could go. I worked on him like this, shaft firmly in one hand, teasing his balls with the other hand, sucking harder and harder, taking his cock deeper and deeper till it hit the back of my throat. I developed a rhythm, my head bobbing up and down. With a fingertip I reached behind his balls and stroked that special little spot between anus and balls. He lightly touched my hair, pulled it out of the way. I thought I could have gone on forever... but then suddenly my excitement rose like a fountain. I pushed him back into a lying position, straddling his crotch. I rubbed myself against his cock, kissing him, my frenzied hands ranging over his body, my whole body throbbing with excitement. Skin slid against skin, his cock shoved up against the lips of my pussy. There was just that little bit of fabric between us. This is the part when clothes just melt away. I don't know which of us peeled off my leggings; I was on my back with my legs spread wide. I quickly enveloped his dick in the condom with so little fuss he barely noticed and then he was in me. I wrapped my legs around him, wrapped my arms around him, and we stayed like that for a moment. I am not sure how long we went. Probably not long. But long enough for it to seem like forever, time without meaning, nothing but the pure pleasure of now. An orgasm worked its way up from my clitoris and expanded through my center, a spout of crystal light and pleasure. I cried out. Then he was cumming in me. Groaning, jerking against me. Finally we relaxed and he rolled off me. He seemed to come to his senses after a while. I told him he was great (he WAS great, and I know men like this reassurance). Travis then confessed, "This was my first time." I was very surprised. Sometimes I am a bit slow on the uptake. At any rate, it explained his initially strange behavior. Then I felt proud of myself, I had taken his virginity! And I was proud of him too, for losing his tentative shyness and finally thrusting into me like a full-fledged man. I had seduced many a man, but now I had seduced a virgin. I never did so again. I look back on the experience with great pleasure. I hope Travis does too.