Just pull out

You hear yourself say, "Just pull out."

He grins at you; he obviously likes what you had to say. He responds with, "I will, babe," and kisses you softly on the lips. His hand travels down to his cock, pressing it against your pussy. "This is going to feel great, trust me." You nod almost imperceptibly, your gaze then falling from his face down to where his hand is. He swabs the head of his dick on your pussy a few times, shocks of pleasure shooting through you each time it passes over your clit.

He lines himself up with your opening, and immediately slides inside. There's almost no resistance at all as he starts to enter you, aided by your abundant lubrication leading the way. He stops with only just the head inside of you and looks you in the eyes. "I wonder," he says softly, "if you have a hymen." You hadn't even thought of the possibility until now.

"Be gentle," you say. "Doesn't it hurt the first time?"

"It does," he said, pausing for effect. "If your hymen is intact!" He didn't even wait to finish his own sentence. As the word 'hymen' escaped his lips, he thrust in hard, burying himself to the hilt inside of your as-of-yet unviolated vagina. You feel the fullness of his cock suddenly, just before you feel something else entirely.