Kevin, as he finally loses his virginity

After Kevin left Jessica, he made his way down the hall to his locker with a spring in his step. Most mornings he would be dragging his feet and trying his best to stay awake after a late night gaming session, but him passing out early the night before combined with the excitement coursing through his veins made sure he was wide awake. Good thing too, given that there was a lot he intended to do today.

As he put in his combination to open his locker, he couldn't help but ogle two random girls as they walked by, their feminine curves swaying ever so enticingly. Kevin may have had grand plans he wanted to enact, but at his heart he was still a horny teenage boy, one without a girlfriend to even make out with, much less have sex with. It was natural that he would stare, and that his thoughts would swiftly drift to how he wanted to have sex.

It wasn't long before he felt his recently enhanced cock begin to rise, and he adjusted the crotch of his pants in response. Though Jessica's magic had resized all of his clothes to account for his new member, the increased mass between his legs was still something that was going to take some getting used to. In hindsight it might've been wiser to have gone for a smaller or more gradual change, but if it meant having one of the bigger dicks in the school he'd be willing to deal. Still, it was rather distracting...

Kevin opened his locker and started to grab the books for his first period history class, but hesitated. He usually only half paid attention in that class and still got good grades, so there wasn't any point to him going there. Hell, with his new power there was no reason why he needed to go to classes at all, other than to see hot girls... and hot teachers. Mr. Dunham definitely didn't qualify for the latter, and while every class had at least one cute girl, there were now other ways to get his fill of them. In fact, now he had the means to let them get their fill of him.

He left his books sitting in his locker and slammed the door shut. He had wanted to make a big deal about losing his virginity, build up to the moment with some other wishes first so he could truly savor it... but he was getting too impatient. He had been a virgin for 18 years, and he didn't want to wait any longer. Besides, the prospect of finally fucking a real living person was going to be hanging over his head constantly until he did it, distracting him just as it was now. Better to get it out of the way now so he could focus on making other fun wishes.

As the school bell rang and other students started making their way to class, Kevin searched the halls for a good place to do the deed. He didn't want his first time to be in a public restroom, or a cramped janitorial closet. No, what he really needed was... aha! An empty classroom! Perfect.

Kevin tried the door, but found it to be locked. He swore under his breath: he'd have to find another room before a hall monitor caught him or...

Wait, what was he thinking? He didn't need to accept defeat. If he wanted something, all he had to do was say the magic words: "I wish this door was unlocked."

He heard a soft click, and trying the handle again Kevin was easily able to open the door and slip inside. The inside of the classroom was far quieter than the hustle and bustle of the hallway, and what background noise was present was beginning to fade as the foot traffic outside started to thin. Now alone, Kevin had the space to consider exactly who he wanted his first bang to be.

A lot of girls flashed through his head, but he very quickly settled on one in particular: Samantha Mason. The redheaded cheerleader sat next to him in Math class, and though she never really talked to him unless it was to get his help with her work (which could more accurately be described as persuading him to just give her all the answers), he had quite the crush on her, fantasizing often about her being his girlfriend and all the dating and free sex that would entail. If he thought that he even stood a remote chance at scoring with her he would have asked her out by now, but it was obvious from the way she looked at him that she didn't feel the same way. She may not be any good with math, but in pretty much every other way she was far out of his league.

Until today, that is. Ready to make his fantasy a reality, and wanting the time to enjoy it, Kevin considered how he wanted to word his wish, then said with barely tempered excitement, "I wish that rather than going to first period, Samantha Mason and I are meeting in this room to have sex with each other. I also wish that neither of our first period teachers will notice or care about our absence from their classes."

There was no visible indication that his wish worked at first, but less than a minute later the door creaked open and Samantha Mason herself stepped inside, looking damn fine in her lime green crop top and khaki capris.

"Good, you're already here," she whispered, closing the door behind her, "You ready to do this?"

"Uhm..." Kevin muttered, unable to do much more than stare as she approached. Despite himself, he was once more a bundle of nerves being in Samantha's presence. It didn't help that Samantha was one of the tallest members of the squad, and actually had a good several inches over him, forcing him to look up slightly to meet her deep blue eyes. It complemented her athletic figure and killer legs well, but it made standing next to her all the more intimidating.

The toned redhead sighed at the nervousness of her partner, "I'll take that as a yes. God, I hope you're not this weird when we're going at it. Tell me you at least brought a condom."

Kevin blinked, "What? A condom...?"

"Yeah! A condom!" Samantha replied in irritation, "I know you're like a virgin and stuff, but the last thing I want is to get pregnant with your nerd baby! Hold on, I think I have one in my purse..."

Dammit, he hadn't thought of that! He didn't want to lose his virginity while wearing a condom! He had to think fast.

As Samantha started digging through her purse, Kevin said, "I wish you hated condoms and were on 100% effective birth control pills."

Samantha looked up at him with confusion, then pulled out a pill case, "Well, duh. Why would I ever use condoms? Pills are way easier to deal with, and less risky."

She opens the case and takes a pill from it, popping it into her mouth and swallowing before putting the case back in her purse, "Okay, let's get this over with. Get your pants off and lie down on the floor."

"What? Why?" Kevin asked.

"I don't want to break a desk, and no way in hell am I laying down on that dirty floor! You want to bang me, we're doing it cowgirl style or not at all."

"Fine with me," Kevin said with a shrug, unfastening his jeans.

Samantha kicked off her shoes, then started doing the same with her own pants. She pulled them down shortly after Kevin got his own pants off, then pulled her white panties down as well and stepped out of both. She picked them up (giving Kevin a brief glimpse of her firm ass as she bent over) and set them on the desk. Turning to face him, she said, "Alright, are you ready to..."

She stopped as her eyes drifted down to Kevin's package, "Oh don't tell me you're stuffing down there."

"Nope," Kevin said, getting a cocky grin on his face as he pulled down his underwear to reveal the truth, "It's real."

Samantha's eyes went wide, and she let out a low whistle, "Wow... I didn't expect someone like you to have anything noteworthy down there. I'm impressed."

"Thanks," Kevin said, too amused by how amazed Samantha was by his dick to care about the backhanded compliment. He laid down on an empty spot on the floor, pants and underwear still bunched around his ankles, as Samantha approached him. From his position on the floor, he could see her pussy lips peeking out from between her legs, framed by a neatly trimmed landing strip of red hair. His first good look at a vagina in person was enough to make his dick go rock hard in the span of two seconds.

"Whoa there, big guy," Samantha said with a slight chuckle, "No way you're putting that monster in me dry. Hold on a second."

Kevin was about to make another wish to fix that, but to his joyful surprise, Samantha knelt down and took his dick into her mouth, engulfing the top half of it with her pretty pink lips. Her lips and tongue traveled up and down his shaft, getting him nice and wet with her saliva, and the process was like nothing Kevin ever felt before. He imagined getting a blowjob from Samantha before, along with several other women, but he never thought it would feel so damn good.

He let her do her thing for a bit longer, but just when he was starting to get into it, the cheerleader pulled herself off with a wet 'pop', smacking her lips a couple of times as she sat up.

"Hope that's good enough," she said, planting her feet at either side of his waist and positioning her crotch over his own, "God, I can't believe I'm about to do thiiiiis..."

Then the moment Kevin had been waiting his entire high school life for finally happened. Samantha Mason grabbed his cock, pointed it at her slit, and slowly lowered herself onto Kevin's shaft.

The feeling of entering her was indescribable to Kevin. Warm soft flesh enveloped his dick and held tight, making the prior blowjob pale in comparison. He was in heaven. And judging from the face Samantha was making, the experience wasn't exactly horrible for her either.

"Oh fuck..." she gasped as she started bouncing on his cock, "Holy shit, it feels even bigger than it looks!"

"You like?" Kevin said, trying his best to make his half-sentence sound like the result of confidence rather than a mind short-circuited by pleasure.

"Mmmmm..." Samantha whined, biting her lower lip and rolling her hips, "Hate to admit it, but yeah! Fuck, you're probably even bigger than Chris."

"You had sex with Chris?" he asked, "The football player Chris?"

"Yeah, what other Chris would I be talking about?" she asked, "Until... until now, he was the biggest dick I ever... mmm, fucked."

As much of an ego boost as it was to have confirmation of how large he is, Kevin was starting to feel a bit 'late to the party', as it were. Not sure if he wanted to know the answer, Kevin asked, "How many guys have you slept with before?"

It took a few seconds (and a couple more thrusts) before Samantha answered, "Let's see... there was Chris... and, oh fuck, Gerald, and... Nathan. So three... four if you count Henry, but he barely lasted five seconds before he blew his load so I don't really count him. Mmm, but none of them filled me up quite like you."

"So I'm your... your fifth?" Kevin asked with a frown.

"Yeah, but don't worry, they were all clean," she assured him upon seeing his face. When it didn't change, she smirked and said, "Unless... unless, fuck, did you really think I was a virgin?"

"N-No..." Kevin stammered, pleasure mixing with a growing sense of melancholy. He wasn't really one to judge a girl based on how many guys she fucked, and ordinarily it wouldn't matter much to him, but in this case... the part of him that fantasized about losing his virginity to Samantha had it be a loving affair, one where the two of them lost their virginity together in a moment of passion. He was fine with how in charge and direct she was in reality due to his own lack of experience (and how amazing it felt so far), but he wanted at least some part of this moment to be under his control. Thus, when he had the faculties to, he added, "...but I wish you were."

He felt a odd rippling in the pussy currently latch onto his dick, one that he'd like to say was it getting tighter but was really just... odd, and not really identifiable as much else. It passed after only a brief moment, but once it did he noticed that Samantha's bouncing seemed less precise, almost as if she had suddenly lost her rhythm and was unable to get it back. To his surprise though, Samantha proudly said, "Well sorry to disappoint, but this girl gets plenty of action, not just from you."

Kevin frowned. What the hell? Why didn't his wish work? She was supposed to be a virgin now! Unless...

Through the haze of pleasure and trying his damnedest not to blow his load yet, Kevin noticed that Samantha was averting her eyes from him, and was blushing more, not to mention breathing heavier than she was a second ago. Acting on a hunch, Kevin said in a deadpan tone, "You're lying."

"What? N-No I'm not!" Samantha said incredulously, still unable to look him in the eye, "I totally... mmm shit, totally had sex with all those guys!"

"Really?" Kevin asked. Noticing that she was getting distracted by her arousal, he decided to take the chance to press her, asking, "What were their names again?"

"Um..." she said, looking less sure of herself, "There was Chris... and Martin... and Kev- Harry!"

"You mean Nathan," Kevin corrected, "And Henry. Who I thought didn't count."

"Uh, yeah..." she said, "So two guys. I did it with two guys."

"Thought it was three," Kevin said with a teasing grin, "Not counting 'Harry'. There was Chris, Nathan, aaaaannd..."

Samantha furrowed her brow, then let out a whine and plunged herself down hard on his waist, "Fine, fine! I'm a virgin, okay? Your cock is the first real one I've ever had in me and it feels amazing! Happy now?"

"Very," he said, his cock throbbing in the now virgin cunt it was splitting.

"You better not say a word about this to anyone!" she hissed as she resumed her bouncing, "If people found out I... fuck, lost my virginity to Kevin Fucking Scott, I'll never live it down!"

"Of course..." Kevin said, before getting an idea and adding, "...as long as you let me grope with your tits."

Samantha groaned, then after a moment stopped her bouncing again and started working her top off, "Alright, fine. But I'm not taking off my bra."

Kevin wanted to argue the point further, but his protests died in his throat as he saw those perky tits jiggle out of her top, coming to a rest just over her toned, ever so slightly tanned midsection. Barely able to control himself, his hands shot forward and gripped her chest, squeezing the soft mounds of flesh happily through the cotton bra.

"Hey, not so hard!" she squealed, "Boobs are sensitive, you know."

"Sorry," he said, "I just wish you liked me playing with them."

Samantha trembled as he squeezed again, the vibrations feeling pleasant on his body, "Fuuuuuuck... okay, yeah, it does feel good. Keep going!"

"With pleasure," he said, as Samantha resumed her bouncing yet again. Kevin could feel her boobs bouncing in the palms on his hands as he continued to massage them. Her needy snatch was eager to return the favor, twitching on his shaft as Samantha moaned in pleasure. Though she no longer had any of the technique she was showing off earlier, it had been replaced by a passion for the act that wasn't present before, a trade-off that Kevin was more than happy to accept. She barely even noticed (or cared) when his hands managed to slip under her bra, finally feeling her boobs directly. Soon the swearing and expletives that the redhead was peppering her speech with before gave way to indecipherable noises of pleasure, and at the sound of this Kevin couldn't hold back any longer. With a mighty shout, his dick unloaded its sperm into the cheerleader's pussy. Samantha gripped Kevin's shoulders tightly and spasmed as she had her own orgasm, milking his cock even further. Shortly after her orgasm, she collapsed on top of him, her soft red hair brushing against his cheek.

The two of them just laid there for several long moments, in a sort of odd embrace as they both recovered from their intense experience. Samantha was the first to eventually speak, saying in a hushed whisper, "That was... wow. Way better than I ever imagined it'd be."

"Same," Kevin said with a similar awe. He did it! He finally lost his virginity! He'd be jumping up and down in glee if he wasn't so happy just resting under the larger girl.

Just as he was about to wrap his arms around her waist in a hug, Samantha lifted herself off of him, then pulled her pussy off of Kevin's deflating member. She shakily crawled over to her purse and grabbed a small pack of tissues. She pulled some out, then tossed the pack to him, "Here. You'll probably want to clean up before you pull your pants back up."

"Oh, uh, thanks..." he said, catching the pack. He pulled out a few tissues of his own, then started wiping the mixture of pussy juice and cum off of his dick.

As Samantha wiped the ooze leaking out of her slit, she said to him, "It was great to finally lose my virginity and all, but I should really get going."

"Huh? Why?" Kevin asked, bewildered at how quickly she wanted to leave, "Don't you want to...?"

"Look, don't get me wrong, the sex was great," Samantha assured him, "But it's not like we can really be seen with each other, right? I might be DTF some other time, but it's not like I'm gonna be your girlfriend or anything. So we can be fuckbuddies, but only in secret, okay?"

Kevin didn't respond, his mood souring a little once again. Of course. It was always about image and popularity with cheerleaders. It was amazing to imagine Samantha as his girlfriend, but even when magically compelled to have sex with him she was still concerned about what everyone else would think. He wanted to take **** on her, but...

...she was right. The sex was amazing, at least to him. And despite himself, Kevin still had a crush on the girl, one that only grew stronger once he lost his virginity to her. If she didn't want to be his girlfriend, fine. She could be his sex ****.

No, not sex ****... that was rather crude, and she deserved better than that for being his first. How about...

"I wish you were my concubine," he said. There, much classier.

To his surprise, Samantha started laughing.

"What?" he asked, feeling a bit self-conscious.

"Nothing," she said dropping the wadded up tissue in her purse and standing up, "It's just... I must have fucked you harder than I thought for you to forget I'm already your concubine."

"Huh?" Kevin said, momentarily lost before he said, "Oh... yeah, I guess."

He stood up as well. Right, people could still hear him making wishes, even if they didn't realize the change. It was fun to work with that while the two of them were fucking, but it could get inconvenient later on. So as he pulled up his pants he made another wish.

"I wish other people can't hear me making wishes... except Jessica of course," he quickly added at the end, not wanting to risk accidentally keeping his genie from granting his every wish due to a technicality.

"What was that?" Samantha asked as she finished pulling on her top and reached for her pants.

"Uh, nothing," he said, "So you're my... my concubine, huh?"

"No shit," Samantha says, stepping into her pants and panties to pull them back up, "Oh, that reminds me, do you want me to come home with you right away today, or can I have a few hours to myself before the evening? Mom's been bugging me to have dinner with the family again for a while now, and I figure tonight's a good night for it."

"Dinner?" he said, brow raised in confusion, "Don't you usually eat dinner with your family?"

"Not since I moved in with you," she said plainly.

"Wait, you what?" Kevin said in shock.

"Moved. In. With. You," she enunciated, before shaking her head, "Man, you're really out of it. I wouldn't be a very good concubine if I didn't live with you and warm your bed every night. Along with... other things."

She smiled seductively at this, and Kevin blushed. Samantha laughed again, and slipped her shoes back on before repeating, "So, do I have the free time or not?"

"Uh... I'll... I'll get back to you," Kevin muttered, his brain nearly fried at this point.

"Cool," she casually said. She walked over and picked Kevin's used tissues off of the floor, putting them in her purse as well, "One you know for sure, shoot me a text or something, okay? I need to go and get ready for my next class. You do still have my number, right?"

Kevin blinked, then hastily dug in his pocket for his cell phone. He clumsily pulled it out, checked his contact list... and sure enough, he had Samantha's name in there, "Yeah, I guess I do."

"Good thing you can't fuck the memory out of a phone, huh?" Samantha joked, before walking up, draping her trimly muscled arms around Kevin's neck, and pulling him in for a deep sensual kiss.

Kevin felt himself grow hot, and even though it was spent from the fuck session they just had his dick twitched when Samantha's tongue entered his mouth to wrestle with his. After a few seconds, she pulled back, then gave him a cheery smile and chirped, "Okay, later!"

She turned on her heel and walked out the door, a bounce in her step that definitely wasn't there when she entered. Once she left, Kevin just sat down one of the nearby desk, reflecting on everything that just happened. His mind replayed the events with Samantha in his head over and over again, always coming back to one simple phrase he couldn't help but say aloud.

"Best. Day. Ever."