Two weeks later I’m back at the studio. The bus ride felt longer this time. My stomach flips with nerves and excitement. The same woman with red lipstick greets me. She smiles and says they found him. The guy I wanted. Tall, strong, good shape. He’s here to take my virginity. I sit on the velvet couch. My hands shake. I can’t wait. My heart beats so fast I feel it in my throat. He walks in. He is bald, warm eyes, and a soft smile. We talk first. His voice is deep and calming. Then he leans in and kisses me. His lips are soft and warm. My body tingles . He undresses me slowly. He peels off my sweater and my jeans. His hands brush my skin. He kisses my neck, my tits, and my lips again. I’m dizzy and breathing hard. He takes my hand and puts it on his cock. I gasp. It’s big and bigger than I imagined. I touch it and wrap my fingers around it. I stroke it. It’s warm and hard. I kiss it with just a little peck and then take it in my mouth. It’s my first time but I try my best. I move my lips and my tongue. He moans and says it feels so good. I blush. I’m proud but nervous.



Lost my cherry

He lays me down and checks me gently with his fingers. He says it’s there and feels my hymen. Then he pulls me close and spoons me. I feel him press against me and then he pushes in. It’s sudden and sharp. I wince but he goes slow after that. I’m not a virgin anymore. We check and it’s really gone. Then he moves again and goes deeper. I climb on top and ride him. I feel every move. Next I’m on my back with legs spread. He’s above me and thrusting. It builds fast like fireworks again. We climax together and shake and gasp. After I catch my breath I say it was so good and smile. Except the first moment hurt and was too sudden. He kisses my forehead. I feel warm and safe.