"White seems too virginal, sooo pink it is," I declared, throwing the white dress back into the never ending, unorganized abyss of my closet, "Okay, now black sandal, nude, or white? Oh God, I'm never getting out of here," I huffed, tossing the dress away from me and plopping down cross legged to the floor.
Today I was going to make the biggest decision of my life and I couldn't even get dressed. I'd gotten as far as my undies and black boy shorts, but that was it.
You see, after talking with all my girlfriends at school, reading the stories on the bathroom walls and hearing the lunchroom whispers, I'd come to realize that I was the only seventeen year old virgin in my entire town. And after some deliberation I knew that I needed to get laid.
I say this in a joking tone but back then I thought my being a virgin was a death sentence. It was like some disease and the only cure was for some guy to put his penis inside my vagina. Then I would be a woman, not a 'young lady' but a real woman.
Losing my virginity was like the time my family and I went to a restaurant and the waitress gave me an adult menu instead of the little kid one. I still remember that swell of pride in my chest and thinking, 'Oh my God, everyone must think I look like a grown up! This it Paige, you're not a kid anymore and you have the adult menu to prove it.'
Not that an adult menu is equivalent to becoming intimate with another person for the first time. What I meant was it was that feeling of accomplishment and independence that I will never forget. Of knowing that I will never be able to duplicate how I feel in that moment and it would stay with me forever.
I took a deep breath to calm myself, 'Okay listen, just calm down, you're over thinking shoes. Just go with black, it'll match your panties and be cute,' I told myself.
I stood again and slipped my feet into the sandals, grabbed the dress and pulled it over my head. I grabbed my cosmetics bag and decided to wear light makeup, only wearing mascara to accentuate my brown eyes and a smudge of lip gloss. I gave a deep sigh as I looked myself over in the mirror.
I looked good, my breasts were a bountiful C cup and they stood high on my chest. My mom would be angry that I wasn't wearing a bra but she would get over it. Because I was in ballet, I had an obscenely strict diet and an equally insane workout plan. And because of this my body was somewhat frail but still feminine.
I passed my fingers through my waist length brown hair and turned, grabbing my purse from my bed and leaving my room. As quietly as I could, I tip toed to the kitchen and picked up Dad's keys from the hook next to the fridge. I was almost to the garage door when out of nowhere my dad spoke from behind me.
"Where are you going?"
"Oh my God! Dad, don't do that!" I screamed, spinning around to see a suspicious look on his face.
"Where are you going?" he asked again, crossing his arms over his chest.
Think, think, think!
"I'm meeting my friends at the mall," I lied reaching for the handle of the door but my father put a large, strong hand against it, delaying my escape.
"Usually you ask me when you want to borrow the car, and here you are sneaking it. So obviously you're not going to the mall. So I'm going to ask one more time, and don't even think about lying. Where are you going Paige?"
I huffed a breath and cocked my hip.
God, I can't tell him I'm going to go and try to convince my friend's brother to take my virginity. Think girl, and make it good this time!
"Okay, the truth is, and I'm sure you've noticed, my breasts have been growing mad crazy and I need new bras before I literally rip them open. I'd take mom but she's always trying to get me to buy old lady bras and she's starting to annoy me. I didn't want to tell you because I know this stuff makes you uncomfortable and it grosses you out so I decided to go alone. I also wanted to get some thongs but-"
"Alright enough!" my Dad said, his face red in embarrassment. I didn't like making him uncomfortable but I couldn't tell him the truth, and talking about my body was the only way to make him back off, "Just go and be careful driving alright? Do you need any money baby girl?"
I smiled, my sweet Daddy, "No thanks Daddy I'm alright," I reached up on my tip toes and kissed him on his cheek before going into the garage.
My Dad grabbed me by my elbow and with a red face told me, "Hey sweetie? No thongs please," he whispered, not meeting me in the eye.
I giggled nervously, "I won't buy any thongs Dad, I promise. Now can I go please?"
He released my arm and opened the car door for me and closing it behind me said, "Be careful sweetheart. I love you," before opening the garage and going back into the house.
I turned the key in the ignition and reversed out, put the car into drive and drove down the street. For some reason I started sweating like a pig and the a/c wasn't cutting it, so I put the top of the car down. I gave a sigh of relief as the cool spring air whipped through my hair and cooled the sweat beading on my neck and forehead.
I began thinking of how I was going to ask Will to take my virginity. How would he react? Would he say no? Oh my God, he could say no! He probably didn't even like me like that. I realized I hadn't really thought this through. The thought of rejection was making me hyperventilate and I had to pull over. Car horns blared at me as I cut several people off to get to the side of the road.
I took deep breaths to try to calm myself down. I wanted Will to take my virginity because I wasn't attracted to any of the boys at school and even though I was desperate, I didn't want to sleep with someone I didn't like. And Will was just so hot with his muscular six-foot-four frame, brown hair, piercing blue eyes and his killer smile. Plus I'd heard that older men were a lot more experienced in these things and they really knew how to make love.
Oh God, that's another problem. Will is ten years older than me! He probably doesn't want to sleep with some inexperienced teenager. I decided the only way to find out was to go to his house and ask.
I started the car again and advanced down the road. Ten minutes later I pulled up in front of Will's modest one story home. I knew he was here because earlier I texted him to see if I could come over to talk and he said it was cool.
"Are you really doing this? You know if you do this and he says no, he'll probably tell Nick and you'll never hear from him again," I told my reflection in the rear view mirror, "And if he says yes...," I bit my lip, contemplating what to do.
If I went in there I would be risking my friendship with Nick, Will's little brother. And if I don't I'll probably be a virgin for the rest of my life. I opened the car door, deciding that at least asking would be worth Nick's anger.
I slowly walked to the door, holding my hand over it and trying to make myself knock but failing. I was just about to turn and leave when the door swung open in front of me and revealed Will standing there with that 1000 watt smile he always wore. He looked so cute wearing just a green tee shirt and khakis.
"Hey, I heard you pull up, come on in."
He stood to the side and I brushed past him, feeling my skin tighten as his spicy cologne wafted to my nose. He led me to his living room and sat me on the couch next to him, our knees touching lightly.
"So what's up? You said you wanted to talk," he said, flopping back on the couch and crossing his arms behind his head.
I sighed and began plucking at the hem off my dress, my eyes looking at everything but him.
"Um yeah uh, I need to ask you something very, very important. Promise me you won't laugh or get mad, okay?"
"I'll try, but I can't promise. Are you okay? You're getting all red."
I put my hand to cheek, God I'm burning up, calm down girl!
"I'm fine um, can I get a glass of water?" I asked, trying to buy time.
He stood and padded barefoot to the kitchen and a few seconds later came back with a water bottle.
"Sorry it's not cold but other than tap and beer this is all I have."
"Thanks," I said, taking the bottle and unscrewing the top and taking several huge gulps.
I took a deep breath and set the bottle on the coffee table, wondering if I should make a run for the door.
"Are you alright? Do you want me to call your mom or something?" he asked. His blue eyes were filled with concern and he leaned forward and put a large hand on my shaking shoulder.
"No!"I yelled, surprising him, "No, I'm just a little nervous, I'm sorry."
"Paige, what is it you want to talk to me about?"
He looked at me expectantly, his eyes wary. God, he's so damn cute, I wouldn't be able to handle it if he told me no.
I closed my eyes, "Okay I'm just going to come out with it. Okay, here I go. I'm going to tell you right now-"
"Just spit it out!"
I squeezed my eyes tighter, "I want you to take my virginity!" I yelled, my heart pounding in my chest and I was sure he could hear it.
He wasn't saying anything and it was scaring the crap out of me. I opened slowly my eyes and looked at Will. He was just sitting there with his mouth slightly open and staring at me with a look of complete shock.
"What?" he yelled, standing up from the couch.
"I just want to get it over with already. It doesn't have to be today and you don't have to be my boyfriend or anything and-"
"What the hell are you talking about? Why are you even asking me this? I'm a decade older than you! A fucking decade!" he exclaimed, and began pacing back and forth, running his hands through his hair and over his face.
"I know. It's just that I don't like anyone my age and I wanted it to be someone I trust and I like and that's you," I whispered looking down.
"Paige, I am a grown man! I can't have sex with you alright? You're only seventeen, you're still a fucking kid for christsake!" he yelled continuing to pace.
I felt myself start to cry and I couldn't control it. I began sobbing like a baby.
"What is this, why are you crying?" he stopped in the middle of the room, looking at me in confusion.
"I came here because I trusted you and all you're doing is yelling at me!" I cried furiously, wiping the tears from my eyes.
He came over to me and put an arm around my shoulder but I shoved him away, "Hey, I'm sorry Violet! It's just that-"
"You think I'm ugly don't you?" I said accusingly.
"What?"
"I knew it! I'm not your type is that it? I'm not pretty enough for you am I? You just think I'm so ugly," I whimpered the last part and began crying harder.
"Hey stop it, no I don't! I think you're a gorgeous young lady, but this is just wrong. Hey stop crying, come on Paige I'm sorry," he grabbed me by my shoulders and brought me to his chest and wrapped his arms around me.
"Get off of me!" I yelled, pushing at his chest.
He wouldn't let me go so I leaned back and smacked him right across the face as hard as I could. His head snapped to the side under the impact and he slowly turned his head back to face me. He glared at me, his right cheek reddening with each passing second. I realized what I'd done and immediately regretted it.
"Oh my God, Will! I'm sor-"
Suddenly he smashed his lips to mine, gripping my body tightly to his. I gasped and he shoved his tongue inside my mouth, running his tongue over my teeth and teasing my tongue with his. I knew I probably should've resisted since he yelled at me, but when he sucked my bottom lip in his mouth I was putty in his hands.
I thought it would be awkward because I'd never tongue kissed anyone before and didn't know what to do. But it was like my body had a mind of its own and I wrapped my arms around him and slid closer. Our tongues danced against each other, our teeth banged together as the kiss became more passionate.
My lower stomach clenched as his tongue flicked across my lips in a way that I knew meant a promise of something naughty to come. I moaned and let my head fall back as he began kissing down my jaw and neck. I never knew my neck could be so sensitive, and it seemed everywhere he kissed the sensation shot straight down to my vagina. I moaned as he kissed up my neck and took my earlobe between his teeth.
"You are so fucking sexy," he hissed into my ear, the feel of his moist lips on my ear making me shiver.
"Thank you," I whispered, moaning as he chuckled and began kissing along my shoulders and collarbone.
I shuddered in pleasure as I felt him smooth his hands down my back to cup and mold the cheeks of my ass. He gripped me tightly and sat back against the couch, taking me with him and urged me to straddle him. This position caused my dress to hike up around my waist and I became embarrassed that my panties were showing.
These thoughts were pushed from my mind as Will took the bottom of my dress and pulled it over my head. I gasped as my breasts were now exposed for him to see and I quickly tried to cover my nakedness with my hands.
But Will beat me to it, taking both of my breasts into his warm hands. I moaned loudly and arched into his touch, forgetting my embarrassment. He groaned and molded my breasts into my body, lifting and pushing them against my chest. I moaned and placed my hands over his, not to stop him, but to keep him there and make sure he would continue.
He could never stop this, the feeling was so amazing. I sank down further into his lap and yelped as I felt his erection press against my pussy. Instinctively I rubbed against him and gasped at the sensations that followed.
"More. Do it again," Will groaned against my throat, pushing himself up against me.
I moaned and began to rub my pussy against his erection at a steady pace. I panted as my body urged me to go faster, rub harder. My clit cried for attention and I had to fight the urge to shove my hand down panties and finger myself to climax.
But Will gripped my hips and positioned me so that my slit molded to his erection in the most delicious way. I was moaning and humping myself furiously on him when he grunted and grabbed me by my ass and stood. I wrapped my legs around him and hooked my arms behind his neck as he practically ran to his room.
He gently laid me on his bed, the soft duvet feeling cool against my heated skin. I toed off my sandals then scooted back and watched him as he stood at the edge of the bed and stripped. My pulse quickened as he took off his shirt, revealing his muscular lightly haired chest and flat six pack abs. I licked my lips and felt myself redden as he took his shorts and briefs off in one shove. His giant cock bobbed in the air, its angry red tip seeping moisture. Veins ran up and down the massive shaft and it seemed to jump under my curious gaze.
His cock was huge! Its mammoth size looked almost comical compared to the rest of his lean, toned body.
An image of me split in half popped into my mind and a wave of fear passed through me. How was that thing going to fit in me? I could barely fit two fingers in myself. He climbed onto the bed towards me, his cock tapping against his bellybutton. Will came over me, and for a quick second I saw a flash of shame pass through his handsome features.
He took a deep breath and reached up to tuck my hair behind my ear, "Oh God, I shouldn't be doing this," his eyes focused on my forehead.
I chewed on my bottom lip, hoping he wasn't backing out now.
"Are you sure you want this Paige? We can stop right now, I won't be angry. I promise."
I took a shaky breath. I was scared but I knew that I wanted this more than anything.
"Yes. Make love to me please."
"It's going to hurt, you know that right?" his eyes searched my face, and I knew he saw my uncertainty but I was determined to be brave.
"I know."
He sighed and pressed his lips to mine, one of his hands coming up to tease and fondle my nipple. I whimpered against his mouth, pressing my breast against his hand, wanting more. As if he read my mind he dipped his head and took my nipple between his lips and gently suckled.
I moaned and arched my back, thredding my fingers through his hair and pressing him to my chest. He swirled my nipple with his tongue, gnawing on it with his teeth and making me whimper. I began pushing my hips against him and he slipped a hand between our bodies to cup my panty clad crotch.
"Oh my God!" I gasped, pressing my thighs together to trap his hand between them.
He chuckled against my breast, "Calm down baby, I haven't even started yet."
He rubbed my pussy through the soft fabric of my panties, pushing his finger between my pussy lips and forcing some of my panties into my slit. His finger stroked between my pussy lips several times before circling my clit, causing a shuddering moan to emerge from my throat. He swirled his tongue around my nipple in time with the circling of my clit. I moaned and gasped continuously, pushing my breasts and hips closer to his touch, needing more of him.
"You're so wet," he groaned, lifting his head from my breast and began kissing down my quivering belly.
He placed wet kisses along my ribcage, making me moan as he softly bit into my side before licking away the sting.
The lower he went, the harder the quivering in my thighs became. He dipped his tongue into my bellybutton before placing a kiss to the mound of my pussy. My hips shot up from the bed and he took the opportunity to slid my panties past my hips and down my legs. I quickly covered my pussy with both hands, I'd heard that men liked the shaved look, but I hadn't even trimmed lately let alone shaved. So I was working with a healthy bush down there.
He sighed, "Paige, look at me."
I lifted my head from the pillow and looked past my quivering belly to him between my legs. It was so strange seeing him naked and his face so close to my vagina, and I was becoming embarrassed again.
"What?" I whispered.
"You know what," he said, not bothering to hide the irritation in his voice, "Move your hands."
"But I'm hairy down there."
He smiled a little and said, "And where is 'down there' Paige?" a mischievous look in his eyes.
"On my vagina," I said quietly, my face on fire.
He laughed aloud, "Oh come on! I know you talk like a sailor on a regular basis! Now tell me, where is 'down there'? Where are you hairy? "
I looked away before answering, "On my pussy. I have a hairy pussy because I haven't really trimmed in a while and I know men don't like that. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry! And you think I care about that? I don't mind a little hair baby. You're beautiful all over."
I looked at him hopefully, "Really? "
"Yes really," he said smiling, "Now move your hands, please."
I bit my lip as I slowly removed my hands, exposing myself to another person for the first time. His eyes didn't leave mine until I placed my hands at my sides. He lowered his gaze and licked his lips at the sight of my furred little pussy. He reached a hand up to play with my curls, telling me in a husky voice how silky it felt. My confidence was slowly building and I spread my legs wider, opening myself to him.
He groaned deeply, "Good girl. You're so pink and tiny. You're going to be a nice tight fit."
He kissed my inner thighs, softly biting the crease where my leg met my hip. I shivered in anticipation as he neared my eager sex. I tensed as I felt his warm breath creep over my soaked flesh. As he used a flat tongue to give a strong lick to my swollen lips, a moan burst from my mouth and my hips shot up. My hands clawed at the bed sheets, God, it felt so good and he was just getting started.
"You're so sweet," he groaned into my weeping flesh, his tongue making quick dashes into my slit, "And all mine."
He licked me again and my back arched from the bed. I felt him smooth one of his hands up my body and press me back to the bed. He stroked my ribcage and teased the undersides of my breasts as his tongue delved deeper into my slit.