Losing My Virginity
written by:
Rayanne

Some of us get fully involved with sex later than sooner. I was one of those holdouts that started later in life. Except for Clara, the class nerd, I was the only other girl in my high school senior class that was still a virgin. Topping that off, I was the most beautiful girl in my class and believe me, I had no trouble getting guys because they were all coming to me. However, I wasn't putting out and I was accused by some that I was a lesbian. Truth be told, I was afraid; for one that I might get pregnant, for another that it would mar my reputation, and for yet another was my overly protective father who watched over me like a hawk.

So onto college; it wasn't until my junior year, shortly after I turned 21 that my time came. Up until then, the only sex I was having was between me and my middle finger behind a locked door. Then Johnny Melton entered into my life. Johnny was a senior at the time we met, or rather bumped into each other during a change of classes. He knocked the books out of my hands and sent me flying to the floor. Of course he apologized and helped me pick up my scattered books and at the same time he asked me to go out with him. It was all really sudden and he was the popular tight end on our football team, and so being kind of star struck I accepted.

After we started going out together a few times we started really liking each other, and he wasn't pushy about sex. He understood my position when I told him that I was a virgin and I wanted to stay that way. He liked me for my bubbly personality and because (from his own words) I was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. But there was one negative factor hindering our relationship. He was African-American and I had to keep him in the closet, meaning I couldn't ever take him home and introduce him to my parents. My father would blow his top and my mother would faint to see me walking through the door with a 6'4" black man at my side. Get the picture?

Well, setting that aside, I did have sexual feelings for Johnny which caused me to have reoccurring dreams of having him in my bed, kissing and touching. As always; I would awaken from these dreams just before he was ready to penetrate me, and this would leave me feeling somewhat frustrated. Lately, during my quiet moments when I was alone with my middle finger, it seemed I thought more and more about having sex with Johnny. As we continued dating, I started taking birth control just as a precaution that things might go further than they've ever gone before.

What convinced me of that was how I felt one night when Johnny and I were making out in his car and he had unbuttoned my blouse and I let him play with my breasts. He was sucking my nipples when I felt him rubbing my pussy through my jeans and I thought I would die because it felt so irresistibly hot. Again, I strained against letting him go further and I could tell that it was frustrating him terribly. I knew that sooner or later we would have to consummate our relationship and now more than ever, I was thinking that it should be sooner.

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At 7 PM sharp, Johnny pulled up outside of my dorm and I came outside to meet him. We had a date to see a movie, and as soon as I got into his car with him I reached over and kissed him hard and passionately.

"What's gotten into you?" he asked with a rather delightful look of surprise on his face.

"I don't want to go to a movie tonight," I answered.

"Well, where do you want to go?" he asked, looking across the seat at me.

"I want to get a hotel room," I answered.

"You want to what?" he asked, not believing his ears.

"A hotel room. I think it's time that I discover the real meaning of life, and I want it to be with you."

Johnny's smile got wider than his face. "Okay, to hell with the popcorn. Let's do this!" he said with a sound of laughter and started the car.

We drove to a nearby hotel and Johnny parked the car into one of the darkened spaces away from the hotel lot lights.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked, pushing his own desires aside and making sure that my decision was right for me.

My answer came through a pursuant engagement of lips after I undid my seat belt and threw myself on him, and my lips met his hungrily, open and probing his mouth with my tongue. I put a hand behind his head to pull him close as he reached to touch the skin of my belly, and goose bumps broke out everywhere on me between my halter top and my shorts.

As we continued to explore each other's mouths, Johnny eased his fingers under the stretchy material of my halter top to cup the bare flesh underneath. As his touch hardened my nipple, I plunged my tongue deep into his mouth and reached to put my arms around him. Although things were awkward with the armrest between us, Johnny managed to fondle my breasts as I kissed him fiercely. While Johnny was enjoying the feel of my nipples firming up to his touch, I was running my hands down his chest and under his shirt. I ran my fingers over his chest and touched his nipples, and they were as hard as mine.

Johnny moved his hand from my breasts to touch the inside of my silky smooth thigh. As he did, I stopped kissing him and pulled away a little to look into his eyes. As I looked at him, I invitingly spread my legs further, and Johnny ran his hand up and touched me through my white shorts. The moment I felt him touching me there, I closed my eyes and tilted my head back in pleasure. But then I opened my eyes and pulled his hand back up to my breasts, and said, "We'll save that for the room."

"Damn," he laughed, "I was really starting to enjoy that."

"I know," I whispered back. "You felt wonderful." I kissed him again. "Ready?"

Johnny chuckled. "I can't go yet, babe. I got to wait until this goes down."

I responded with a giggle when I realized what he was talking about.

As we left his car we walked briskly to the lobby of the hotel. When Johnny went to the front desk I waited by the elevators, feeling nervous and excited at the same time. The ride up to the 5th floor was quiet as I was dealing with feelings that I was unused to, but there was no doubt in my mind that I wanted him to be my first man.

Hand in hand we walked down the corridor to the door of Room 510 and Johnny slipped the key card through the lock and opened the door to a nice looking room with two double beds. He let me walk in and he followed behind me and when we were in the center of the room, his arms came around me and he kissed the back of my neck, which was bared with my blonde hair pulled into a ponytail. I squirmed around in his arms to kiss him. In a tight embrace, we nearly tumbled onto one of the beds. We both laughed and Johnny told me to have a seat on the bed and then he sat beside me.

After he sat, I snuggled closer and kissed him once again. "I'm glad we're here," I said to him.

He kissed me back and then replied, "Me too."

My mouth opened to Johnny's warm and silky lips and I tasted his tongue in my mouth as I swirled my tongue around his. He pulled away and looked into my eyes while running his fingers down my arm. When his hand reached mine, he took it up to his face and kissed the back of my hand before kissing the tips of my fingers, one by one. After kissing each finger, he gently sucked on my thumb, and then he licked the tips of my fingers. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation, so loving and enthralling.

His lips did not stop with my fingers. He kissed the inside of my wrist and slowly worked his way up my arm. His lips aroused the goose bumps along my arms to spread all over my body. Kissing his way to my shoulder, Johnny noticed that the goose bumps on my flesh weren't all that was rising. He noticed the pert of my nipples were showing a bit more obviously through the thin material of my halter top. He moved his hand over my breast. I shivered at his touch and pressed my chest closer to his hand. Through the thin cloth, he touched my nipple, which caused me to arch my back. As I opened my eyes to look into his, he kissed me again.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

"A little bit, but I don't want to stop," I assured him.

I had never felt anything like the feelings that were now coursing through my body. I felt warm all over, my face was flushed, my pussy was feeling wet and within; well, within, I felt an incredibly strong desire for this man. Still looking into Johnny's eyes, I pushed away a little and removed his hand from my breast. A quick look of disappointment flashed through his eyes. The look disappeared as I began to unbutton his shirt.

Johnny had one hand braced against the bed with the other now on his lap as I worked my way down the buttons of his shirt. He was again as hard as he was earlier in the car, enjoying the soft touch of my fingers as I undid the buttons. With the last button undone, I ran my hands over the smooth chocolate colored skin of his chest and touched his nipples. He took his shirt the rest of the way off and tossed it to the floor. Looking into his eyes, I ran my hands over his staunched chest and broad shoulders, enjoying his silky smooth skin and those hard muscles of his chest, his shoulders, his arms, and his washboard stomach as well. Now it was Johnny who gave an involuntary shiver.

Now that Johnny was totally turned on, he looked at me and moved to touch my halter top. "Do you mind?" he whispered quietly.

I stopped touching him and looked into his eyes. "Please," I whispered, barely audibly. As Johnny gripped the material of my top more firmly, he eased it up my body as I raised my arms over my head. The feel of the air conditioning hit my nipples and caused me to shiver again, but what added to my shiver was the look of Johnny's face as he feasted his eyes on the creamy white skin of my full, firm breasts tipped with my fully aroused nipples. At that moment of watching him gazing at my breasts with lustful eyes, I discovered what feeling sexy really felt like.

He took me in his arms and pulled me tightly against him. With my breasts pressing against him, his chest felt like a fireplace warming them. It was such a wonderful feeling to have his skin next to mine. We sat for some moments, embracing as we ran our hands over each other's back and neck.

Johnny felt that it was now his turn to take charge. Believing in me to be ready for my first time, he slid out of my arms and knelt alongside the bed in front of me, and he again marveled at the beauty of my breasts; which to his eye-level view were full and perfectly symmetrical with fully erect brown-eyed nipples looking right back at him. He could tell I was really hot for him when he also noticed my breasts rising and falling more quickly due to my quickening breaths. He placed his hands on my knees and I allowed him to gently spread my legs apart.

Glancing at Johnny's bare chest, and then to the bulge in his shorts, I knew with absolute certainty that I was ready for my first real experience with sex. If he wanted me, I was his, and I had no doubt as he crawled forward slightly on his knees, between my legs, as I sat on the edge of the bed and put my arms around him, pressing my breasts to his face, that he wanted me.

I felt his hands on my thighs and my pussy was very wet now. I enjoyed the feeling of Johnny being so close to me and I wondered more deeply of how it might feel to have him inside me. My wonderment was led astray when Johnny pulled his face from between my breasts and gently licked my nipples. I watched his tongue circle my rosy buds, going from one to the other and I placed my hands on his shoulders and I sighed as I enjoyed the wet and tingly feel of his tongue. As Johnny began sucking my nipples and touching me through my shorts, waves of desire shot through my body and I threw my head back with enjoyment.

"Oh God, Johnny," the words shot from my lips as I breathed in response to him sucking a nipple and running his hand over my heated crotch.

"Lie back now," he whispered. "Relax and enjoy."

As I eased my back against the mattress, Johnny leaned forward to again take a nipple into his mouth. As he did so, he pressed the warm lump of his erection against my mound and gently ground against me. My panties became soaked and I held his face between my hands, luxuriating in his tongue that tirelessly pleasured my nipples. I hadn't given much thought to how hot and turned on Johnny had become in pleasuring me the way he was until he whispered in my ear.

"Rayanne, baby doll, I want you so bad. You're so beautiful, your body is so incredible and you're turning me on like you wouldn't believe. My cock is in agony right now!"

Thrilled by his words, I responded by pressing my crotch against his. "I want you too, Johnny. I really do want you. I need you. Oh Johnny...please."

With no further encouragement needed, Johnny settled back on his haunches and again moved his fingers over my mound, feeling the wetness that was now seeping through my shorts. I lifted my head enough to watch him undo the button of my shorts and pull the zipper down. I watched him move back a little and push my legs closed.

"Lift your bum up," he said to me.

Pressing my toes against the floor I pushed up high enough for Johnny to pull my shorts and my pink panties down my long legs to where he finally slid them over my feet. I was bare ass naked now, with no shoes on my feet. I never felt so naked my life, especially with Johnny now showing a gleam in his eyes for my fair colored skin. And looking at my now completely naked body, he murmured, "Wow, baby, your skin is so milky white," as he ran his eyes over me.

I looked at him as he took in the way that nature created me and I said, "Take off your shorts Johnny. I want to see you too."

He moved my legs apart once again and, in the light of the room, he took a gander at the folds of my glistening pussy and the trimmed patch of blonde above it. As he looked at me in this way, I could actually feel the nature between my legs calling for him. If there was any fear left inside of me, it was overtaken by my growing carnal desire.

He rose up on his knees again and I couldn't take my eyes off him as he undid the button on his shorts and unzipped the fly. I could see his huge bulge in the light of the room and felt an unyielding anticipation to see his manhood exposed, and at that moment as Johnny slid his shorts and boxers down, his thick black penis corralled my line of sight. My eyes took in the engorged head protruding from the foreskin of his thick shaft, which stood out proudly from the tight curls of his pubic hair. I never imagined that the sight of a man's nature could arouse me any more than I already was, but to see his member stretching out from his body, long and thick as it was, made me tremble to think of having that inside of me.

Still between my legs, Johnny pulled my bum to the edge of the bed, and then got down on his hands before me. He moved his face closer and I could feel his warm breath against my crotch, and then the gentle run of the tip of his tongue over my folds, tasting my wetness. This nearly took my breath away and I moaned with pleasure.

"God, baby, you look like a beautiful orchid," he said and he licked me again. "Really, your pussy looks like a flower, with lovely petals, inviting."

He kissed my clit, sending a pleasurable shock wave through my body. And then pushing his tongue between the soft wet petals of my pussy, I felt him go inside my vagina. I squirmed and moaned as he continued to kiss and run his tongue all over my pussy, on the inside and outside. This was the first time that anyone had ever kissed and licked my pussy and it felt so hot and delicious I nearly forgot all about Johnny's waiting cock.

I moaned loudly and, with my feet firmly on the floor, pushed my crotch up against his mouth, wanting more of his wonderful tongue. I placed my hands on his head, sinking my fingers into his matted hair and pulled him to me as I writhed with pleasure.

"Oh my God...Johnny! That feels so good, I can barely lie still!" My back pressed against the mattress and my head turned from side to side as I gave myself fully into the pleasure of Johnny's lips and tongue. But soon, way too soon, Johnny pulled away and rose on his knees. I opened my eyes, which had been closed tightly in bliss, and looked at him.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing is wrong. I just need to be inside you baby. My cock is aching for you. Are you ready for that?" he asked.

I lifted my head to look at his thick, erect manhood with a glistening drop of pre-cum on the head and I knew I wanted him inside me. "Yes. Yes, I want you, Johnny."

"All right. Just hang on."

Johnny quickly reached for his wallet in the pocket of his shorts and pulled out a condom, ripped the foil wrapper with his teeth and removed the rolled up condom from the wrapper. Although I had told him that I was using birth control, he decided it was a step further in preventing pregnancy to use it. He let me hold the condom and he asked me if I would like to put it on him. With my excitement of wanting to touch his penis anyways, I carefully aligned the condom at the end of his rooster and rolled it down his shaft while giggling as I have never done anything so strange before.

Now that he was safely tucked inside the condom, Johnny moved on his knees toward me once again. He reached under my bum and pulled me toward him, so that my bottom was resting at the edge of the bed. I watched him as he took his penis (which was the term that I normally used back then) in hand and pushed the head against my pussy. Feeling his warmth touching my most sensitive area, I gulped as he spread my legs wider to open for him.

I lay bracing up on my elbows to watch him gently push into me. He eased forward slowly, not wanting to hurt me and ruin my first time. As the head of his penis disappeared, I felt it now inside of me, stretching me and it felt nice enough to make me moan even though I didn't mean to.

Many feelings ran through me when he pushed deeper; most particularly of how strange it felt to have something so alien invading my body. The air escaped my lungs and I couldn't breathe to take more in. I fell back against the bed and finally took a deep breath when he stopped submerging.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Oh yes, that's wonderful, Johnny."

"Do you feel any pain or discomfort?"

"No. Just a little at first, but now it feels like you belong inside of me."

"I'm glad, because I'm all the way inside you, all nine inches," he crowed.

I raised my head up enough to see that he was telling me the truth. We were totally connected. I looked up at his eyes as he pulled slowly out, and then pushed back inside me. He kept moving in and out of me slowly, using the full length of his penis.

"Oh yes, Johnny, that feels better... better... better... Ohhh," I moaned as my head rolled back against the mattress. I hugged my breasts for something to hold onto and curled my legs back and rode his hips against my pointed toes. Every stroke he gave me sent a growing sensation of pleasure that felt like a glowing warmth spreading from the depths of my pussy throughout every part of my body.

My eyes focused on Johnny, the big, muscular, handsome black man who had taken my virginity and my virtue this night and replaced it with pleasure that reached far beyond my girlish imagination. I rode with him with my feet bracing his hips; my legs moving back and forth like linkage connected to his rotating hips, to which I discovered helped my crotch to rock with his thrusts.

His hands massaged my calves and my thighs as he fucked me. And then they roamed further up the sides of my torso and take possession of my breasts, to which he enjoyed the feel of my hard nipples; teasing them and rolling them with his fingers in ways that made his cock somehow connect with his hands, completing a circuit inside of me that made my pussy literally drip with desire.

When his hands left my breasts and grabbed hold of my sides, he talked to me. "Oh baby, I love fucking you. You feel so hot and tight. You move real good with me, like we're dancing. Can I go faster, babe?"

I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm building and I moaned loudly. "Mmm, yes. Fuck me baby. Make me cum."

As Johnny sped up, I closed my eyes to better focus on his manhood pumping into me. He kept going full length with more force that sent my breasts rocking like two large bowls of jello with the motion of his thrusts. After several enthralling moments, he had my moans growing in length and pitch until I was giving a moaning response to each of his thrusts. I was so close that I thought I would climax at any moment, but the tension within me continued to climb beyond anything I ever experienced when I rose to my climax through masturbation.

Johnny was getting close too. He told me that he was going to cum and he wanted me to be there with him. After a few more long strokes, I clenched my pussy tightly around his cock as waves of pleasure spread through my insides and washed over my flesh, and I cried out, "Oh my God...Oh my God!"

Johnny came as well, and although he was wearing a condom, I could feel the warmth of his semen spreading along my walls. I thought that maybe his condom had broken and his semen was leaking into my pussy but I was too filled with passion to feel any concern about that at the time. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the feel of Johnny still moving slowly inside of me, and I didn't want him to stop. With him still inside of me, I squeezed him with my pussy...and I began to cry quietly as an overwhelming feeling of joyful emotions washed over me.

Looking down at me, Johnny was horrified to see tears rolling down my cheeks. He stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Rayanne? Are you alright? Did I hurt you? God, I'm sorry."

I looked at my first-time lover and saw him so full of concern for me, and I giggled and pulled myself up so I could put my arms around him.

"It's nothing. I'm fine," I whispered into his ear. I hugged him close, crushing my breasts against him, and wrapped my legs tightly around him, not wanting him to pull out. With my head on his shoulder, I let my tears flow; tears of joy, the tears that only a woman can understand when she feels she had reached the peaks of her heaven.

My back felt cool, while the rest of me felt like I was burning. From desire or what, I didn't know and didn't care. I had never felt so close to another person as from the way I was feeling with Johnny. So this was my first time, and after experiencing the true meaning of life, I knew this wouldn't be my last.