This is the first time I've ever done anything like this. I'm usually not a bar person, but at 30, and still a virgin, I figured, what do I have to lose. I wasn't very popular with the guys. At least not with the ones I was interested in. I usually ended up with geeks and losers. For once, I wanted to get a hunk, and tonight I was determined. Most of my friends were already married. They married years ago and had kids of their own. I wished I had gotten married young like them, just so I could have cute kids like they did.
All this time, I was saving myself for that special someone. I finally realized that someone may never come, so I was going to fuck someone tonight. Last weekend at the mall, I bought the sexiest red, low-cut, strapless dress you have ever seen. Today was Friday. It was the last Friday night before New Year's Eve. Perhaps the hottest night of the year, and I was going to go out with a bang.
Right after work, I went straight home and put on that dress. It said, "take me now," to all those men who dared to look. When I got into the bar that night and took my coat off, I turned quite a few heads. It was the first time I ever did that, and I was happy about it. At first, I was a bit self-conscience and blushed, but then I stood proud and walked confidently to an empty table.
I ordered a chocolate liquer. A real ladies drink, and one of my favorites. Less than 5 minutes later, a real hunk sat down at the table with me. He was 5'10" tall with black wavy hair and muscles on his arms and chest that were screaming at me to touch them, caress them, and kiss them. "May I join you," he said. I had no objections. In fact, I was surprised and extatic that this fine stud muffin was interested in me. I never in my life before tonight got such attention. My jaw dropped for a moment before I realized I hadn't yet answered, and he was staring at me. I stammered, "yes, sure."
We sat there for over 2 hours talking about movies, books, poetry, music, celebraties, work, and just about everything else that came to mind, while we had a few more drinks. He told me he was the vice president of marketing in a company in the neighboring state. He usually doesn't come here, but he got tired of seeing the same faces in bar of the small town he's from. He wanted to meet someone new, and hoped that someone was that someone special. He was divorced. He walked in on his wife sleeping with his best friend, and nearly killed them both. He had given her the best years of his life, and she treated him like this. He was only grateful that there were no children involved, so there was not custody battle needed.
Oh, I was in love. We had everything in common. I majored in marketing in college, and was slowly working my way up in my company's marketing department while he was already the V.P. of his company's marketing department. We both loved poetry, the same movies and books. Ok, so we disagreed on who was the sexiest celebrety out there. He said it was Angelina Jolie, and I think it was seven of nine from Star Trek: Voyeger. I was still a prude and didn't think of anybody with tattos as sexy, but he didn't agree. He told me I had to learn to look past those things. Maybe I had, and looking into those beautiful blue eyes of his, I wasn't about to argue.
While we spoke over the past 5 minutes, I hadn't noticed that he had inched his way closer to me. I just couldn't keep my eyes off of his baby blues. Before I realized what was going on, he was leaning in toward me. By the time I realized how close he was, his lips were on mine in a gentle kiss. I was so taken aback by this guy all evening, I couldn't do anything to resist. I was under his complete control. It's as if he hipnotized me.
When he saw I didn't mind the kiss, he leaned in again, this time kissing a little stronger. This time, I kissed back. It was the best thing in the world. I had kissed before, but I never knew it could be this could. Little did I know, it would get better. My body went into automatic. My hand went to the side of his face. As we kissed, I started to caress his cheek. His soft skin felt great under my hand. I slowly moved my hand to the back of his head. When it got there, I pulled him closer to me. Like I said, I was on automatic. Before I knew it, my tongue was stretching into his mouth. As my tongue searched for his, his came out to greet mine. It was pure euphoria. We frenched for a few minutes, exploring every part of each other's mouth.
A few minutes later, his hand rested on my right thigh. I didn't think anything of it at first, which is unusual for me. I'm usually so reserved, and wouldn't let anyone touch me in a remotely sexual way. But between my determination to finally lose my virginity tonight, the drinks we shared, the things we have in common, and his terrific looks, everything just went out the window.
As we continued to kiss, his hand slid up and down my thigh. It gradually made it to my hip, but it always stayed above my dress. Always the gentleman. Even when he wanted sex, he wouldn't take it in that bar like that. His gentle caressing, and the kissing, I would have given it up to him right then and there. He pulls his head away and asks me if I was thinking what he was thinking. As hot as I was, I didin't hesitate. "YES," I nearly shouted over the other voices in the bar.
We walk out of the bar hand in hand. I look at him and can't help but run my free hand through his hair. He was so gorgeous. We walked around the corner, and opened the door to a hot red Ferrari. I was in heaven. He's rich too. I hoped in, nearly breaking a heal. He closed the door behind me just as I pulled my tiny purse in the car. We drove for about 15 minutes before arriving at a local hotel. He registered us for the night as Mr. and Mrs. Smith. That was the first time I ever saw anyone pay for a hotel room with cash, but he did. He had a wad of bills too.
The clerk gave us the key to room number 69, and gave us directions. We couldn't get there fast enough. As soon as we got through the door, he started undoing my dress. I couldn't wait either. I had my hands at his pants belt. Damn those things. We undressed each other as quick as we could, but it wasn't quick enough. I didn't bother pulling his pants completely off. I got his pants down to his knees, then I reached in his underwear and pulled out his dick. It was the biggest thing I had ever seen.
I had seen pictures in Playgirl, and on porno videos, but this was the real thing! This was bigger and better! It had to have been at least 7 inches. I pulled his underwear further down, until it revealed his balls as well. Did I say his dick was 7 inches? I didn't see the whole thing. It was still partially blocked by his underwear. Now seeing it to his balls, I guessed it was closer to 9 inches. And it was thick too! It was the most massive thing I had ever seen. I had wondered how I was going to get all that into me. I was petite at 5 feet 3 inches tall with a small frame. Either he was going to split me apart, or this was going to be the best fuck ever.
In all the pornos I saw, the guys balls were always small golf balls held close to his dick. But this guy, he had big drooping sacks hanging there. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. By the time I had taken it all in, he had my dress hanging down around my waist, and my bra off. My perky breasts began to get hard while I looked at his man muscle. When I realized this, I began to rub my nipples. They instantly got hard and shot out like a pair of rockets. When I realized I got back into the habit of feeling myself, when I could have been feeling him, I took one hand off my breast, and while caressing the other, I went for his big, hard cock. My hand could barely get around that thing.
It felt different than I had imagined it would. I started moving my hand up and down his shaft. As I did this he took off his shirt. I looked him in the face as I continued to jerk him off. He looked back at me and said, "when it blows, I don't want it to get all over my shirt."
I responded, "oh, ok." And I just kept jerking him off. I took my other hand off my breast and gripped his balls with it. I just gently rolled his balls around my hand as I jerked him off with my other hand. After a few minutes, he said, "this is getting us no where. Why don't you suck my dick?" I was astonished. I had seen girl give blow jobs before, but I never though of giving one myself. After a moment, I figured, why not? If I'm going to do this, I might as well go all the way.
He sat on the bed, dropping his underwear and pants to the ground. I got on my knees in front of him, and put my mouth on the head of his gigantic cock. I had never given head before, so I wasn't quite sure what to do. I put my teeth around the area between his head and the shaft of his dick, and started moving up and down.
Right away, he said, "no, that's not how you do it. Not with your teeth. There's not teeth involved in a blow job. You're sucking dick, not biting it off. Use you lips only." So, I tried it. I went up and down a few times. "Yea. That's better," he said. "Now try flicking your tounge around my dick." I followed his instructions. After all, he knew what he liked.
I was curious to see how much of him I could get inside me. I went deeper and deeper, inch by inch. He seemed to get more excited as I did this. "Oh baby, yeah! That's what I like! Yeah," he said in exctasy. I got maybe 6 inches deep. I still had another 3 to go, but I felt myself start to gag as I tried for more. I was also afraid he would cum in my mouth which I didn't want, so I got off him. "Why'd you stop," he asked. I didn't answer him I simply took his balls in my mouth, one at a time. They were so huge, I didn't know if I cold fit them both in. As I did this, I began jerking his cock off, right where my mouth left it wet, so he had added pleasure. I found that I was able to get both his balls in my mouth at once, and he was in instant heaven. At one point, I felt him tense up. I didn't know what to do, so I stopped jerking him off, and stayed still. He seemed to relax a bit. I though that was an orgasim averted. I twisted some with his balls still in my mouth. I reached behind him with both my hands, and squeezed his firm ass. I just couldn't help it. I always had a thing for a guys ass. Especially such a strong guys like him. I had just realized too, I had spent hours talking to this guy, and here we are in a hotel room having sex, and I don't even know his name. Hell, I didn't even care. I was enjoying myself. It was probably all that alcohol talking, but it didn't matter to me at the time
He got up, taking his balls out of my mouth with him. He says to me, "now it's your turn." Then he pulls my dress the rest of the way off, and bends me over the bed. It happens so fast, I didn't realize what was going on until he had the tip of his dick at the entrance to my asshole. "Oh my God!" I thought. "This is it." Then I paused as he started to push his way in. "Wait a minute," I said. "Don't we need a condom?"
"No. Condoms are for sissys. Condoms inhibit sensation. For the full pleasure, we will do this without condoms. You do want the full pleasure tonight, don't you," he said firmly.
"Yes, God yes," I said. I just threw caution to the wind and let him take me up the ass. As he inched inside me, I let out little yelps. As I said, I'm petite, and he's big and wide. He could probably split me in 2 with his dick. He was gentle all the way though. I knew he was all the way in when I felt his balls hit the bottom of my ass, and part of my clit. He pulled out almost as slow as he went in. When he got to the head of his dick nearly out, he started back in a little quicker. It was easier this time. Each time he went in and out, it went quicker, slapping his balls against my clit. I didn't know I could get such pleasure from something hitting my clit. All these years masterbating, I would just rub it. Now this was something new to try on my own later. I was filling up with extecy as he kept fucking my ass. It seemed like it would never end as he went in and out, in and out repeatedly. Everytime his balls hit me, my enjoyment would heighten more, until I just couldn't take it any more. I started to moan and howl like a wolf. I've orgasimed many times when I would masterbate, but that could never compare to this. This took me immensly higher. I wanted more, and he was giving it to me. I had orgasimed, but he kept going.
As I shuttered, and my body slowly returned to normal, he kept on pounding me with his balls. There was no end to his stamina. I was eager for another orgasim, so I though I'd help it along. As he continued to hump my ass, I started to feel my pussy. I caressed my cunt lips until I started to feel aroused. I stuck 2 fingers inside my small hole, searching for my clit. I found it quick enough, and messaged it with one finger on either side of it. I then started on pinch it and pull at it while this great big stud of flesh continued to hump me like there was not tomorrow. I couldn't believe how fast I was getting aroused. Pretty soon, I felt like I was going to explode. Just as I'm about to orgasim again, he gives me one final thrust inward hitting my clit hard sending me over the top, and just staying in there at the same time. He had started his own orgasim. This orgasim I had was even better than the first. I had heard about simultaneous orgasims, but was told they were rare. So I thought it was just a myth. This was not myth. This was the best orgasim ever.
After his orgasim subsided, he pulled out. Mine was still fading, so I stayed there a minute longer. "So," I thought to myself. "This is how it feels to have cum up your ass." I just had 2 of the best orgasims ever, and all I could think of, was how it felt to have cum up my ass? I almost laughed at myself, but had to stifle it. I was afraid my lover would take it the wrong way and think I was lauging at him.
I turned around and layed on my back on the bed, fulfilled. My new lover laid down beside me. He put his arms around me, and kissed me on the check. I smiled, happy. I had been butt fucked. Now if only he could take my pussy and make me not a virgin anymore. But men could orgasim only once, then they're threw, I thought. As if he could read my mind, he got on top of me. He kissed me full on the lips as he straddled me. I asked him, "what are you doing?"
He almost didn't have to answer. When I looked down, I saw his dick start to get hard again. As this happened, he said, "I'm going to fuck you again. This time in your pussy." I was shocked. He was serious. His dick was serious too. "OK," I thought. "This time I'm getting a condom. I don't want to risk pregnancy." As I reached for my purse to get a condom, he asked what I was doing. "Are you going for mace or something?" "No," I told him. "This time, we're using a condom."
He got furious and said, "I told you, condoms are for sissys. They inhibit sensation. NO CONDOMS."
"OK," I said. "I just don't want to risk getting pregnant," I told him.
He said, "that's no problem. I had a vasectamy when I was married. My ex got pregnant, and was told if she had the child, she would die in childbirth. So, she had an abortion, and we had a choice. Either I had a vasectomy, or she had her tubes cut. We knew if she kept getting pregnant and having abortions, it would destroy her. We also knew if she got her tubes cut, it would mean menopause for her sooner, which meant hell for everyone sooner, and she would begin feeling like less of a woman. So, I volunteered to have the vasectomy."
"Wow," I said. I never met such a kind and caring man before. I threw my purse on the floor, forgetting the condom, believing every word of what he said.
His anger turned into happiness when he saw that. He took hold of his 9 inch cock and guided it to my pussy. When its head touched the soft inner walls of its lips, he let it stop there, then let his hand drift to the bare section right above my pussy. He looked at me quizzically. I looked back shy and excited, happy he had noticed. I bit my lower lip and said, "I shaved it off just before going to the bar. I heard men don't like pussy hair, so I made sure to take it all off. You like?"
He put on a huge grin as he rubbed my bald spot some more. I guess he like it. I knew he liked it when he pulled his dick out of me and put his face to where my pubic hair was. He turned his face to kiss it gently, then lick the entire area. I thought he was going to go down on me right then. Instead, he moved up towards my breasts. He pressed his face into my cleavidge, kissed and rubbed his head there like a kid after candy. I was glad at 30, my breasts were still firm. Now, even the nipples started to firm up again. He noticed them now, and started to rub one. Then he stuck his tongue out and started to lick my nipple, causing to jut out even more. My nipples just kept gettin harder as he licked one and caressed the other. He then took my nipple between his teeth. I thought he was going to bite it off. He gently pulled on it, sending little bolts of electricity through that tit. I nearly squealed with excitement.
As if suddenly remembering my pussy, he sat up, straddling my pussy. He put his dick between my cunt lips again, and this time started to push in. "Be gentle," I said. "This is my first time."
"A virgin?" He was astounded. "I promise. I'll be a true gentleman," he said. And that he was. He eased himself in, inch by inch. I felt his extremely big cock slide down my tight cunt. Part way down, he stopped. I asked him, "What's wrong?" He said, "Are you sure you want to do this? Because this is where you lose your virginity. At this very spot." He sounded so serious, I had to think about it for a moment. My had went to my pussy, feeling it and his dick at the same time. I had to ask myself, "do I want to be relegated to masterbation for the rest of my life never knowing how the real thing feels, or do I want him now?" I knew how a real orgasim felt like because he had already given me 2 through my ass. I wanted the real deal through my pussy too. I wanted it to permeate my entire body. Before I could even finish asking myself the question, I said, "yes. Give me all you've got. Don't hold anything back."
He smiled at me as if he was hoping I would say that. He went further in, popping my cherry. As he went in further past it, I felt a quick sensation of pain, followed by blood oozing past his dick and out my pussy. He pushed his dick further in as if nothing had happened. The blood seemed only to lubricate me. I was still tight, but it was easier now. He started slow, as he did with my ass before. Then he would slowly pick up speed as he went in and out. My hand was still by my pussy, as I felt myself up while he continued to fuck me. Initially, it wasn't the joy I had expected. There seemed to be nothing but some pain. I was very tight, and he was very big. I wrapped my hand around his cock as he went in and out. He slowed to a stop as I held him there. He wondered what was wrong. I told him it was hurting. He pulled out, then started again slowly. He didn't go so fast this time, and he told me to finger my clit while he fucked me, that it might help. I did as he said, and it helped tremendously. I began to feel electricity shoot throughout my body. It was even better than when he fucked my ass. As I orgasimed, I came around his dick making it easier for him to fuck me, and I howled like a wolf at the moon. I couldn't stop myself. It just felt soooo good. I thought the other guests heard me and were going to complain. I'm telling you, there is nothing in the world that compares to this. Chocolate is supposed to be a substitute, but believe me, it doesn't even come close. You could eat a ton of chocolate and masterbate at the same time, and you won't even reach half of what this felt like. It was like someone took my body up to heaven, and left my soul on earth. My body felt all the unknowable pleasures of heaven, then was thrown into paradise for what seemed like an eternity. After which my body was enwrapped in the most delectible fragrances ever, then I was whisked away back to heaven to experience more of its hidden pleasures normally shared only with the soul after death. There is nothing that could compare to that, but that was how I felt during the latest orgasim he gave me.
Just when I thought I could take no more, I realize he is still fucking me, like he did my ass. Only this time, I didn't fully come down off my high. I realized I was still fingering my clit while he was fucking me. I figured with all the cum I sent around his dick, there was enough lubrication so he wouldn't hurt me. I took my hand away from my slit, and told him to fuck me harder. Without question, he started fucking harder and faster. I quickly questioned the wisdom of that because I was still not down from the last orgasim, when I started having another one. Electricity starting from the deepest parts of my pussy, shooting all the way down to my toes, and through every last hair on my head. It didn't miss one single cell in my entire body. I thought I would howl like last time, maybe even louder. But instead, the sound just choked in my throat. It was just too intense for me. I couldn't believe it could ever be this good. "Maybe I should propose to this guy," I thought. "Just so we could do this every day, and he'll be all mine.... and I can't believe his wife cheated on him. If he were mine I'd never cheat on thi-ii-is," she thought as she started to have another orgasim. He had slowed down, so this was a mild one. I couldn't believe having 3 orgasims and he was still going. This guy was some kind of animal. A sex god.
He pulled out after my 3rd orgasim, and started to jerk himself off. I asked him what's the matter, and he told me sometimes he had trouble getting an orgasim the second time around, and the best way to do it was either to get a good blow job, or to jerk himself off. While he jerked himself off, I watched. His hands were nearly as big as his dick, moving up and down the entire length. I decided to give it another try, so I started giving him head again. I still couldn't get past 6 inches, so I put my small hand around the remaining 3 inches of his dick, and started to jerk off that part of it while I sucked the top part of his dick. He stiffened, so I thought he hadn't expected that from me. When he started breathing heavily and he put his hands around the back of my head, I realized he was about to cum. I had never sucked dick before tonight, and therefore never tasted cum, so I didn't know what to expect. I pulled off of him as quick as I could not wanting to find out tonight, but he held my head in place. I opened my mouth wide, and stayed still. He realized he wasn't going to orgasim that way, so he pushed me back on the bed quickly, and rammed his dick back in my pussy while he still had some feel of the orgasim left. He thrust inside me a few times, and before he knew it, he was cumming inside my pussy.
Relieved, he colapsed on me. He let out one big heave, shifted to one side sliding off of me, and slept. Spent, I slept too, his warm body close to mine. For a first time, it was the best time I could ever hope for. It was definately better than I could have thought by a thousand times. I just hoped the next time and every time would be as good. As I slept, I dreamt of floating in white cloads, red petals floating everywhere. I was content. No worries to deal with.
The next morning I woke up with a smile on my face. I remembered the night before. When I went to touch him, I realized he was not in bed. I got up, still naked and went to the bathroom. I thought maybe he went to take a shower, and I wanted to surprise him by taking one with him. When I got to the bathroom, the surprise was on me. He wasn't there, or anywhere else in the hotel room. The contents of my purse were all over the bathroom counter. On the mirror, there was a message for me written in my own lipstick. It read: WELCOME TO THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF AIDS 5 years ago, I fucked a whore on a business trip and caught it. she looked just like you, bitch. YOU SHOULD HAVE INSISTED ON THE CONDOMS
I looked at that word "CONDOMS" right below that word on the counter, were the 2 condoms I had taken with me just for last night. I couldn't believe what had happened. I dropped to the cold floor and started to cry. I didn't know what to do. I had given up my virginity for AIDS.
After about an hour of crying my eyes out, I tried to pull myself together. I went into the bedroom and put my clothes on. I called the police, hoping they could do something. I had once heard that people with AIDS who knowingly sleep with others, can go to jail for murder. She couldn't get rid of the disease, but maybe she could get some revenge, and send him to jail for life. The police arrived at the hotel room 20 minutes later.
She told the cops everything that happened the night before, leaving out the details about how awsome the orgasims were, then she showed them the sign in the bathroom. One of the cops took pictures for evidence. They asked me if I got a license plate number of the car we came in last night. I told them I didn't remember the number, but that it was a Ferrari and the plates were from the next state over where he said he was from.
One of the cops went to check the computer in the patrol car for all owners of Ferraris in that state. He figured it's a high priced car, and there shouldn't be to many owners of that type of car. He was right. There was only one owner of such a car in that state, but he reported it stolen 2 days ago. She was screwed again. And this time, it wasn't pleasurable.
One of the cops, about 32 years old, and on the force since he was 18, saw how upset she was. He tried to calm her down by putting an arm on her shoulder. When she calmed down a bit, he asked her if she had lunch yet, as it was almost noon. "Lunch? I haven't even had breakfast yet, " she said.
He said, "I'm due for a break. How about I take you out for a bite to eat." He felt sorry for her. She seemed like a nice girl who just happened into some unfortunate circumstances. She agreed, and they went to the nearest diner for a couple of sandwiches. His partner felt like a third wheel, but managed. He got used to feeling out of place since he's originally from out of town anyway.
The cop who asked her out, and the girl get to talking, and the cop realized he has seen her before. They start thinking from where, when she realizes they had a few classes together in high school. Neither of them was popular in school, they just never thought to get together back then. They were glad to have had this chance to get together now, but they both wished it was under better circumstances.
They are both so happy that they met someone from so many years ago, that he asks her out for his next day off. She agrees, and they start dating. This time, she makes sure no sex until she gets married. 1 1/2 years later it happens. She walks down the aisle in a white gown, and him in a tuxedo. She's been tested for HIV and has tested positive. Whenever this newly married couple have sex, they now have to always use a condom so he doesn't get sick. She's on medication to slow down the progress of the disease. They know that the medication will only slow it down, but she will eventulally die from it. 5 years after they get married, they decide they want to have kids. They have 2 options. Either adoption, or arificially insemination. They opt for the second choice because they want children which are biologically theirs. During the pregnancy, she takes additional medication which will help the virus stay away from the unborn baby. It's a new experimental medication. It works for her, but not all babies are as lucky.
The guy who has done this to her is never found. He is still out there, infecting others. He leaves similar notes, only for some of them. Those who do not get the note, fuck others not knowing they now have HIV/AIDS. And the vicious cycle continues.