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Chapter 11 by boobboob boobboob

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Make it special! There's only one "first time" in your lifetime!

With a quiet cough, you clear your throat to speak up. After all, losing your virginity to someone is special and unique! If you don't wait until marriage, at the very least it should be memorable and romantic, something that will bring back fond memories for the rest of your life. Perhaps something you can tell your grand-children in fifty or sixty years from now!

"Nnnngh!" he grunts as he shoves his hips forward like a brute, tearing right through your hymen without even noticing its presence, and invading your vagina in a single determined thrust! "Ah-ahnnnn!" You wince, gasp, and bite the soft fabric of your blanket to silence yourself. Holy crap! This didn't feel good at all! You instinctively try to inch your waist forward, but with his secure grip on you, there wasn't much room to maneuver around. The only saving grace -- one you weren't even aware of -- was that listening to Janny's previous encounter with her brother was enough to get you at least slightly wet. Still, it's not like your insides had to stretch even once in your entire life, and now you suddenly accommodated a real penis in there! You cutely wriggle your bum to try and ease the discomfort, but gasp once more as you feel yourself stretched even more severely!

Ryan naturally had no idea what was going through your head. Sure, bit tight, but that just means she needs a good fuck to relax. With that kind of mindset, he tightened his grip on your feminine hips and slammed into you hard, burying the remaining few inches of his manhood inside your cunt and feeding your pussy with his dick meat with no option but to accept it. A generous eruption of pre-cum escaped when his glands made first contact with your tender cervix, but instead of being an intimate special moment, you moaned in discomfort upon feeling that blunt tip rubbing against such a sensitive part within your core.

Even now he didn't ease up, and instead began fucking into you from varying angles, loosening you up and breaking you in. The bed covers moved rapidly around the area where your crotches met, a clear sign to anyone who would observe the spectacle that you were, in fact, sexually active.

It's then that you remember the issue that your best friend had just a few minutes prior! Then again, Ryan seemed to be a whole lot more experienced than either you or your girlfriend, so he is wearing a condom. All you have to do on your end, is enduring it until he's done and satisfied -- and in your debt for 'helping him out'. Similar to Janny's brother, stamina wasn't his strongest point. He's a teen after all. While you continued flinching, gasping, and tightly holding onto the bed covers that you had your teeth sunk into, he's soon starting to speed up even further to jack-hammer into you from behind before groaning into your ear and hilting his manhood inside your snatch. This is it! The most romantic part of having sex! All your senses perk up in an instant as you try to concentrate on that special moment within you!

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You are vaguely aware of a faint throbbing inside you... maybe it was getting a bit warmer too? Or is that your imagination? You kind of expected a massive explosion, fireworks! But instead there wasn't really anything? To ensure he was in fact still inside you, you softly wriggle your bum back against his crotch... but it already felt a little different. He was softening inside you. This is it? Where are the fireworks? Somebody promised you fireworks! Explosions! Things and stuff!

He slowly pulled out, followed by a slippery squelch as his flaccid appendage popped out of your twat. "Thanks, go clean up," came his brief response in a weary, exhausted tone while he rolled onto his back with a pleased sigh and pulled the bed covers closer to his neck. Where's the cuddling? The kissing? Maybe he was still too shy to do that. Or he wasn't sure if you like kisses? Probably.

You're not sure what he meant with cleaning though, so you pull your side of the bed covers aside to try and find the discarded condom. Nope, not in front of your crotch. You raise your bum. Nope, not underneath your body. You look over to the nightstand. Nope, not there either. It's then that you feel a long, sticky tendril of gooey fluid hanging out of your tender pussy, amidst the small amount of fiery pubic hair you had. As you look at it, the tendril simply keeps growing with more remnants of cum that seeped out from within you, and you react just in time to catch it with the palm of your hand! Eww! It was inside you!

Wait, no. It was Ryan's cum, so it's kind of special. And it's probably okay. It's like Gothy explained earlier, this is literally what the vagina is designed for! Still, you cup your crotch and much like Janny earlier begin to awkwardly waddle towards the bathroom, sit down on the toilet and allow the bubbly stuff to leak out of you. At the same time, you grab the container of spermicide and gather a decent glob on your fingertip before shoving your finger into your vag with a pronounced lack of feminine grace. Sticking as close to Gothy's method earlier as possible, you wait a few seconds, pull your digit back out and glance down to make sure a majority of the spermicide remained inside you. Done, and safe. With a short glimpse at the container, you notice that together with your friend, you already used up a good amount of the product. There was around 80% left. Gotta take it easy...

As some more of Ryan's semen dribbles out of you, you also notice the... subtle, but salty scent you noticed a few times before already. This time it came from your own crotch! So that's the... well... smell of sex. Or cum. Or both. Your cheeks brighten up a little, you're one step closer to being a woman. Wicked! Your first time certainly was... something...

Simultaneously, you hear a familiar squeaking of an old and rusty bed frame... Janny is really bad at saying 'no'... at this rate, she'll have drained her poor brother's balls completely empty before the night is over. He must be a big fan of her freshly hairless peach if he keeps on riding her like that. He should take it easy, it's not like that hair will ever grow back...

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