Deion takes my virginity

I pee then see a drop of blood on the toilet paper. Maybe your fingers popped my cherry, if I had one, and I don't need to worry about that now. I really don't want to bleed on you or hurt too much if I go through with this. I love that you guys are treating me like an experienced woman and not some virgin girl.

I clean up down there, then see in the mirror that I am glowing and look very happy. That face tells me what I need to hear.

Don't chicken out. You're ready.

You're on the bed, smiling at me. Your cock has simmered to a semi, but there's a fresh drop of precome to validate your desire for me. I cock my hips to the side to accentuate the curves and spread my legs slightly so the lips show. "Well that was unexpected and incredible!"

Deion is facing away, fiddling in the bedside table. His butt is so cute. Your stoic eye contact fails; you're staring at my pussy. You are wonderful men, but you have needs, and I'm two orgasms in your debt.

"Are we treating you well?" you ask.

"I've never felt this sexy thanks to you guys. There's nowhere I'd rather be."

"I'm happy for you. And it's about to get a lot more fun," you say, glancing at your friend.

Deion turns. He's down to a semi also, but still huge in comparison. He lifts his cock and pumps it twice, bringing it to full mast. I stare as he rolls a condom down the shaft. It's tight on his skin and doesn't even make it to the base of the long unit. My face flushes red.

He comes to me, touches my shoulder, his erection pokes my thigh, and my heart pounds. "Stretch out on the bed, love."

You pat the pillow in the center of the bed.

"Oh," I say. "Um... Okay." I lie back on the bed, my bum on a clean pillow and my head propped up by another one. I spread my legs to make space for Deion.

"You ever had a dick that big?" you ask.

"No," I scoff.

You lift my leg, drawing back the knees, and Deion does the same with the other and kneels in front of me, that massive cock pointing down due to its mass despite being hard. I'm trembling.

You hold my hand with your other hand. "Claire," you say softly. "Claire?" I look away from the giant dick, into your eyes. "Are you still a virgin?"

I see the kindness in your eyes and trust you with the truth. "Yes."

"It's okay. Deion will go really slow for you and make sure it feels good."

I look up at him, and he adds. "I'm a gentle giant." He squirts some of the gel onto his cock.

"Okay, good," I laugh nervously.

"Be honest, you want him to fuck you, right?" you ask with a grin.

"Yes."

"Good." You squeeze my hand. "It might have to hurt a little just at first, but you know that. If you need a break any time, just let us know."

I nod and exhale.

"Reach down, love," Deion commands in a sexy, deep voice. "Guide me in."

I obey, clasping Deion's slippery penis just behind the head. He's high against my clit. I steer him down to the bottom of the pursed slit, and I feel the tug of one of my large labia that is folded across. I jiggle the head, parting the lips to seat him at my opening. Deion gives it a gentle nudge, and my lips envelop most of the head as the tip slips in the wet hole. "Woah."

"You'll feel some pressure," he coaches. He's kneeling upright so you can see and connect with me too. I let go of my grip on the penis as he begins to penetrate.

The large head pushes in my vulva as pressure builds against my tightness. My body yields, and I feel the crown of the head as it passes into me, into the heat and grip of my tight pussy.

It's an incredible stretch, and it hurts like hell. I stifle a squeal. I want to be brave for you.

More pressure. My big lips jut out and hug the shaft as it begins to slide inside. Fiery pain rocks me as I tear more to open for him, and a couple of inches behind the head disappear inside me. My legs shake, my abs tense, I groan, my chin quivers as I fight off tears, and I can't hide the pain. I squeeze your hand.

"It's in you. Relax your pussy. You'll stretch to fit him," you say.

"Okay. It's really big. Oomph," I groan as pain spreads deeper into my channel.

Deion closes his eyes as the heat and my tight squeeze welcome more and more of him. "Good girl," he coaches as over half his long dick is in my pussy. He pulls back, slowly until just the head is embedded.

"Uhhhhh!" I let out a forceful exhale, pent up energy from the nerves. My grip on your hand tightens as Deion pushes in again. Thickness fills me, deeper this time. He pumps my pussy two more times, then he drives in all the way, reaching the deepest parts of my core as his balls flatten against my butt cheeks.

I'm fully penetrated, stuffed to the max. The stretch and fullness are more overpowering than I expected. But I've done it, I've taken him all! Deion seems surprised I could do this, and I like the look of intense pleasure on his face. He's already fighting the urge to come, and knowing I'm giving him this pleasure spurs me on. Two tears stream down my face. It's from pain, relief and accomplishment, even shame from losing my virginity, all strong emotions jumbled together.

"Oh God, that's stretching me," I whisper.

He grins and lowers himself closer to me, supporting his weight with his hands next to my head. You guys release my legs, and they fall to the bed. I let go of your hand and put both of mine on Deion's shoulders and stare into his eyes. He pulls back slowly, then drives in again, all the way. He pauses deep inside me, leans down and kisses me. "We're fucking now, love. Do you need a break?"

I shake my head no and groan. It hurts like hell, but I'm way too horny to stop. I already love this.

"Yeah! You're doing great, Claire," you say.

Deion sets up a steady tempo. Slow pumps with the full length of his cock, designed to break me in and get me used to his size. This goes on for a while, and gradually sharp pain turns into dull ache, and that begins to simmer down as well. The pain will never fully go away with him, but my amazing body adapts to its natural purpose, it's destiny.

Deion changes focus to delivering pleasure. A repeating pattern: three pumps, faster but only a little more than half deep, then in all the way, slow, taking my breath away. He connects with me with great eye contact, and he finally settles his chest on mine. My heart races for him, and we kiss and become one together.

I run my hands along the tall, dark man's strong back, then down, feeling his strong butt muscles clench as he drives his massive cock into me. Deion is my biggest fantasy. I'm getting fucked by a black guy! A wonderful gentleman at that. And it's starting to feel really good! The intense stretch still hurts, but it's causing a tingly sensation that works great with the hot friction of his strokes as he lights up nerve endings inside me. The thick shaft tugs at the flesh all around my opening, and as he probes into my tightness, my large clitoral hood gets great stimulation. When he's in me all the way, his pubic bone grinds my clit while the wide head fills my core, nudging the back of my pussy and triggering some kind of hormonal spasm. Then there's the wonderful kissing, and knowing that you are there too, a part of this. It's all coming together perfectly.

In and out, over and over. Pump. Pump Pump. Puuuump. So Deep.

"Does it feel good now, love?" Deion asks as he comes up to his forearms.

"Yes." I grin.

He pulls out slowly and leaves the head just outside my big flaps. Seconds go by. "Why did you stop?" I whine. I playfully reach around and slap his butt. "Come on, fuck me!"

He wanted me to beg for it, and with a triumphant grin, Deion drives in all the way to begin the final act. My pussy farts loudly from air that seeped into my widened hole. He takes advantage, pulling all the way out each time, and my pussy queefs and vibrates.

"That's hot," you say to reassure me, but it's okay, I love the noises.

Deion fucks me faster now, again mixing up shallow and deep thrusts to keep me guessing. I'm getting rocked! My perky, natural breasts heave, their perfect form morphing into gelatinous shapes on the upswing as Deion pounds me, the hard nipples the only consistent shape. It's distracting, and my breasts will be sore tomorrow. But the men love the view, and no way I will stop the flop and deny them. My pussy is noisier now, and every few pumps enough air gets in to make me queef. I love this sign of how his size affects my body.

I'm getting close, and I know Deion is fighting the urge to come to make sure I get there first. "Uh. Uh. Uh. Uhhh!" I'm less inhibited and vocal, in time with his pumps. We don't kiss now, we just look deep into each other's eyes as one person tries to come and the other tries really hard not to.

I glance at you and see a look of adoration, I'm not sure. You're letting someone else fuck me, but I sense you have feelings for me. My emotions are a mess, and even while I am getting railed by your best friend, I imagine a future with you. I reach out and clasp your hand and mouth, Thank you. You smile.

"I think I'm going to come," I say in a low voice. Ten more rapid-fire pumps into my pussy as I stare into Deion's eyes gets me home. "Coming!" Deion loses composure and fucks me fast, erratic as I grip him with my strong legs and ride the waves. My face flushes as warmth spreads though my body, then a vibrating energy radiates out from deep in my core where Deion fills me, and my legs quake from the energy released from my first deep vaginal orgasm. It really hits different, and I'm left a spent, quivering, very happy mess.

The orgasm unlocks space, my pussy opening to a new level for him. He moves faster. I grab my tits to stop the violent flopping.

"I'm close," Deion says.

"Come in her mouth. Is that cool?" You ask me.

"Sure." After that mind-blowing orgasm, I'd agree to anything. Plus it's safer if he pulls out.

Deion pulls out and yanks the condom off. He straddles my midsection, and I lean in with my mouth open like I've seen in porn.

He milks his cock an inch from my face and shoots the first spurt into the back of my mouth. Another volley rockets in. The thick spunk coats my tongue just as I inhale the scent, and I gag. Determined not to let them down, I quickly swallow, and some of the load slithers down my throat as he puts his next glob of semen on my upper lip. I open my mouth again, and he rests the head on the tip of my tongue and pulses, the remaining load on target. I breathe, cough as some of the sticky goo threatens to go down my windpipe, and barely keep my mouth open. One more drop oozes out as he finishes ejaculating. I twirl my tongue around the head and lap it up. The funky smell is stronger than the taste. I swallow, but there's still a lot of semen coating my mouth inside, and the spunk on my upper lip spreads to the lower.

I fall back and rest my head on the pillow as Deion grins and falls to my other side.

I'm **** now. The men have just treated me like a porn star cum dumpster.

"Your face is an adorable mess," you say. "Come here."

Any thought of being disrespected washes away as you press your lips into mine, owning this with me. Your leg drapes over me, and sticky goo holds our lips together. I twirl my tongue in my own mouth to gather some of Deion's remaining essence, and I push it into your mouth. We make out, and your friend's cum flavors our kiss as Deion rubs my back. A few minutes go by as our random swallowing slowly takes his seed away until it's just us kissing. Then I trace a finger on my chin and collect a dollop of spunk we missed, put it in my mouth, then kiss you again.

You're obviously a little kinky, and I think I like it!