Jaira, a Highschool Senior

You grab your bag as you walk out of the locker-room. Volleyball practice got over and you just finished showering and are about to head home. You're wearing some black leggings that hug your ass just right and an oversized hoodie that makes you feel comfortable. Your long brunette hair goes just past your neck and shoulders and is still wet from your shower. As you're walking past the guys locker-room which is on the way to the exit of the school, one of the senior boys walks out. "Hey Jaira, come over here," says Brett with a wave. You and Brett had been in the same class for years and you both knew each other decently enough. "Hi Brett, what's going on?" you ask.

"Lift up your hoodie," he says. "What are you talking about, I don't have anything on under it." you say, a bit flustered. You see him bring his fingers together and snap. Your arms move even though you don't want them to and you feel yourself lifting your hoodie up until your pert teen breasts are completely exposed. They're not huge by any means, but their C-cup for sure and they don't sag at all. You watch in horror as Brett pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of your pink nipples standing out rock hard. The air in the hallway is chilly and you wish Brett would just allow you to put your hoodie back on. You're completely shocked when he reaches out with one hand and starts groping your sensitive mounds. He flicks your nipple with one hand as he rubs your crotch with the other hand. "You like this don't you?" he says staring deep into your eyes. You actually were completely shocked that he'd have the audacity to do this to you in the middle of the hallway and all you wanted to do was leave, but as he snapped his finger again, you felt your worries drift away and his fingers on your flesh started feeling kind of warm and tingly. "Yeah, I really do Brett" you moan as he hits a sensitive spot as he's rubbing you through your leggings. "I wish you would rail my tight pussy" you find yourself saying.

At this, a look of shock briefly appears over Brett's face. You were known as one of the most innocent girls in the school. You'd never had a boyfriend and this was the first time any boy had ever touched you sexually. Maybe he didn't make you say that you wonder in the back of your mind. "Oh you're definitely coming home with me now." Brett says with a wink and a snap. You feel no inclination not to follow him as he gives you back your hoody and leads you to his car. The next thing you know, you're in his room sitting on his bed. You've never been alone with a boy in his room and you're feeling quite a few emotions going through your head. Fear, excitement, nervousness. You aren't sure how you got here, but you can feel the inside of your sweatshirt rubbing your nipples and there is a damp spot on your leggings.

"Jaira, you're not going to get pregnant from this." Brett says with a snap. You don't feel any physical change, but deep down you know that no matter what you do today, you won't be getting pregnant. Brett lays you down and you spread your legs as he and you start making out. He slides one of his hands up and starts fondling your breasts and slides the other under your leggings. He starts massaging your pussy over your thong but it's not good enough for you. You start thrusting your hips up every time his finger hits a certain spot. "Someone's excited." he says as he pulls your panties aside and slides a finger inside of you. You are a virgin and having him inside of you stirred up a new feeling, even if it was just one finger. You felt a new kind of pleasure building, one that you had never experienced in your life. He slowly started pumping his finger in and out of your pussy. The new sensation caused you to arch your back in bliss as you moaned and writhed. He was going to make you a woman today you decided. Even if you hadn't wanted it earlier, here you were now, and it did feel good. Plus you were helpless to stop him. It seemed like every time he snapped his fingers, you had to do what he said, or things just happened.

He slowed down with his finger and you started whining in need. "Please, I need it," you hear yourself saying as you try thrusting into his finger. He stands up and pulls your leggings off along with your white thong, which is completely soaked at this point, before taking off his own pants. You're shocked when you see his dick. "It's so big!" you hear yourself saying, although you only meant to think it. His cock is huge, it has to be 8 inches long at least and it was big and veiny as well. Compared to his finger, it was massive. He lowered himself back on top of you and pressed the tip against your wet pussy. You feel yourself moan as he presses it even harder. Something inside of you seems to tear as his massive cock slides its way into your virgin cunt. At this point you started feeling pain, but it was a good kind of pain, the kind that signaled you becoming a woman. He seemed to be enjoying himself, he had barely stuck the tip in but he was already gasping in pleasure.

You don't think you could get much fuller by the time he is halfway in. He was so big, you can't help but moan and scream as he makes your body his. He started thrusting in and out slowly which was an all new sensation for you. It was like what he did with his finger, but it hit places that you don't even know you had in yourself. He pulls your sweatshirt off and starts sucking on your tits as he fucks you. You don't know how long he will last, but you feel yourself getting closer and closer. The tip of his cock kept hitting something that gave you immense pleasure when his whole cock was inside of you. You feel a weird feeling building inside of you as he speeds up, almost like you have to pee. The next time he slammed into you, it feels as though a damn breaks. You start screaming and moaning at the top of your lungs as you feel a huge wave of pleasure overcome you. You wrap your legs around him as he thrusts in again and you feel your whole body pulsing as your pussy convulses and quivers around Brett's cock. You hear him moan as he presses himself as deep into you as he can. As rope after rope of hot sticky cum coats the inside of your vagina, you feel like a different person. He made you his, your no longer the innocent girl you were before today.

***I've got a few ideas for the next branch. Once again I'll be taking votes from the comment section, so here are the options. 1. Brett erases her memory of this and the story moves on. 2. Brett leaves her changed, no longer innocent and pure. 3. Brett falls in love with her and their story continues. As in other chapters, I might write multiple of these ideas, but the one that gets the most votes in the comments will be what I write next (As well as the thread that will be expanded upon most). Feel free to send me direct messages if you have some specific ideas, and as always your welcome to write your own chapters as well. Thanks!!!***