The Virgin

With a sigh I turned my head and faced the wall. Despite my terrible need, despite my fear and anguish, my intense humiliation at lying there naked before him stubbornness rose up within me. Unondidii, if I refuse again? I asked the wall. Ah pride! What happens to me this time nhai kabiyasi? Inzwaka, IF you refuse to suck my dick, you will be rewarded, rather than punished. I snapped my head around to stare at him. "Rewarded?" "Yes. You will be fucked." You wouldn't… you know I'm a virgin! Yes I do. But it's seldom a lifelong state. I don't hold it too much against you. It can be cured. It's time you kicked the virginity habit. "You wouldn't D A R E!" He smiled. I will NOT touch your filthy nasty smelly thing with my mouth!! He bent over and slapped me. Then he released one of my arms and held my wrist while I drank some of the brandy. It stung and burned… and it was gone. Then I wriggled free and jumped for the door. "Owwwww!" Damn he was taking this roleplay way too seriously! 6 times I tried to "flee". 6 times he slapped me. This was supposed to be a game, but he was now way more into it.

I believed him. I couldn't help it. I put up my hand for the brandy, which he handed me, and I let more of that burning stuff run down my throat… and, since I had gone so long without eating, straight to my head. I sagged to one elbow, staring balefully at him. Then, slowly, I stretched on my side. Then I turned over onto my back, aware of the naked jobbling of my bare breasts. He sat down on the edge of the bed.

Shall I try to blame it on the brandy and my empty belly? Shall I try to blame it on my desperate need for tenderness after my "captivity" and severe mistreatment? Or… shall I merely say that by then I knew I am a very sexy girl, and be honest? It was wonderful.... His hands stroked and caressed my naked sides, the softness of my belly, rose to cup and tighten about my trembly breasts.... The nipples prickled, becoming stiff and hard and longer, when he took those thickening spires between fingers and thumb... I sighed and glowed in the sensation... little snaky trails of heat that radiated from the tender hemispheres and down into my belly.... He bent his head over my bosom. I quivered at the feel of his breath, his tongue on the tip of one hard standing brown crest. It was all I could do to keep from surging it into his mouth. I moaned, quivering and feeling flicker after flicker of warm rising sensualism while he squeezed and rolled and pulled my… my big hot tits! The soft flesh gave, trying to squirt away from his fingers. He squeezed them harder, holding them firmly in place for the moist warm attentions of his tongue to the brown buttons that surmounted them. His lips closed about one tender little mushroom of flesh, and fire flickered in my chest. He tongued my grateful nipple, sucked and licked it, adoring me with his mouth. Electrifying thrills tickled my inner tissues and made a rapturous feeling glow and grow in the depths of my unprobed nook of love while he rolled the fleshy morsel in his mouth and titivated it with his tongue... The panting globes felt swollen to twice their size. The nipples seemed as long as thumbs. And fat, terribly tight and swollen. I was afraid to open my eyes to see. Mmmmmmm-mmm-mm, I cooed, unable to hold back my smile. His beard tickled as his lips moved down from my breasts over the flat plane of my stomach. His tongue teased my navel, briefly, and went on..... Down. Down! I shuddered ecstatically. Every nerve and sinew was coming hotly alive, throbbing and quivering with sensual response... My abdominal muscles twitched in exquisite delight when I felt his chin touch my lightly-furred love-mound....dhemeti... "AAA-aaaahhhhhhhh!" He had run his tongue long and wet down those pursed lips, then dipped it into the tight hot cleft, to swish it from side to side just within my soft outer gates! I had started to pick up the brandy bottle to "bash" him over the head… now my fingers quivered away from it. I couldn't stop him! I didn't want to interrupt him! I had never before felt anything like it. Nothing I had ever dreamed of could be so good! His expertise made my hot flesh quiver and shiver and twitch under the clever strokes of his tongue. Fiery jolts steamed through me. My thighs twitched in little involuntary spasms... Suddenly he withdrew his tongue, licked upward, and… He applied a violent suction to my clitoris that jolted me with helpless thrills and shivers and made me convulse! Amaaaiiii! I cried out. Ahh! Oh… uh… uh-uh-uh… I could only grunt and groan and feel my body, as if it were far beyond my control, as though it were an animal independent of my brain. It responded by hunching to his face... His tongue darted like a flame. It scorched where it touched, on my clit, on the soft lips, on the inner softness of my twitching thighs. My breathing rose and increased in tempo. My legs moved restlessly, uncontrollably, falling and drifting apart despite my fear of parting them for him. Their smooth-fleshed inner surfaces and the ripeness of my sexual bulge formed a helpless invitation to his burning lips..... "Oh! O-o-ooo-o-o-o-h-h-h-h-hhh ooohhhh… Go-God-d-d-ddd… ummm… umhm!-uhh… Lapping, probing expertly with his snake-like tongue, he sent me soaring and quivering and soaring, and I squealed and groaned incoherently as I felt a continuous coursing of hot thrills all through me. Spasms seized the muscles of my trembling loins and shook me. In a sudden undeniable urge to wantonness, I thrust myself up against his face, joining my moist sexual lips to those of his face.... Then, at last, I screamed and moaned and yowled out my driving orgasm, squirming and humping and tossing wildly. I rolled, awash in endless, continuing waves of jolting climactic lust-fulfillment.... After that I lay there as though dead, gasping and staring at the ceiling. It seemed to glow and swim before my misty eyes..... His hand pressured apart my thighs while he stared at my wide eyes. I kept them on the ceiling, but even then, after all he'd given me, my lips formed a silent word: No….. But he ignored that soundless plea. The only sound I made was a tremulous groan of exhausted, sated, servile acceptance and submission to him: the marvelous bringer of the most thrilling experience of my life. Never had my own fingers sent me soaring so high.... He opened my thighs as he would have pulled apart those of a suddeniy coy whore..... He gazed down at the fine lacework of my sparse black pubic fleece where it framed the pulpy caramel flesh of my labia..... They were only barely divided, pressing each other firmly in soft protective folds.

He peeled them apart.... I lay still, sighing, while he opened and examined me. There was no semblance of protest or resistance left in me as he slid one finger along the pliant lips, barely spreading the narrow pink line between them. I lay soft and sated and conquered, submissively cowed, while he took his time in his examination of my most intimate parts. It was as though he owned them… and as if, after the incredible pleasure he'd brought to my body, it was very willing to cede ownership to him! He teased me, stroking the pulsing slash while I choked back my unwanted sobs of outraged shame… and tried to conceal my moans of pleasure! I was, after all, a naked, captive, conquered… virgin! But I was broken, utterly cowed and unresisting. Resigned and… ready.... My eyes flickered to the hugeness of the cruel erection that he intended to drive into me, to burn, me into a pile of wispy gray ash. I shivered. My thighs tightened in fearful anticipation..... Removing his ardent finger from the softness of those scalloped brown lips, he laid his hand flat on my up-thrusting mound. The warm pressure wrenched a moan from deep in my guts.... "Open wider," he ordered, and watched the flare of my nostrils as helpless tears of frustration flooded my eyes. Sudden, swift "rape" was better than this slow building, giving me time to think and to be nervous and ashamed… and he well knew it. I obeyed. My thighs parted still more, making an obscene display of the reddish blossom of my unexplored pussy . He gazed down at it as my movement exposed more openly my vulva's padded seam. The sight of it, the thought of its hot interior, brought a responsive jerk from the long thick menace that throbbed up from the curly bush of his thighs... His fingers slid over the delicate lips, parting them lightly, moistly, to display the wet reddish silk and satin, just inside. I chewed my lip, shivering out a fearful little aaaammmmmu-u-u-ummmmmmmmmm, while he examined the raw inner lips of my tight virginal channel.... He eased a finger into the fluttery vestibule, and flame rekindled in me. I groaned, hating the teasingly narrow little cleft of my body for wetly and lovingly enfolding his finger. He pushed and I grunted and shuddered as though struck with a blast of cold air. I felt the pressure. His probing finger had found and nudged the delicate tissue-barrier that had so long protected my warm, damp, secret inner depths...... "This," he said, prodding it with his stiffened finger so that I jerked and groaned pitifully, "was placed here for one reason, Lyn for me to destroy. For me to ram, and pierce, and tear through, into your tight little pussy. It's been waiting for me, me, all these years." "Ummmm… uh… unnnnnghhh… p-p-pl-e-e-ease…" I twisted my head to one side, conquered and trembling. I knew the sudden terrible, unassuagable fear of being ripped asunder by the unwanted invasion of my naked and open and defenseless body.... Unwonted? Unwanted? Kneeling between my well-parted thighs, he eased forward. His anticipation hardened shaft of hard, hot flesh bobbed before him. "Look," he said, and I fearfully obeyed. My eyes widened and my fingers clutched convulsively. It looked so HUGE! The last moment had come, and I stared at an organ of male sexuality that surely most women, maidenly or not, would find difficult to swallow and encompass within their soft bodies. And mine was an unentered body! "This," he said, "goes into you. Way up into you." I tried to calm myself, knowing that he was working very hard to frighten me, that he was enjoying my tense fear. Setting the dark, swollen knob of it against the puffy lips, he smiled at me… and fell forward! I groaned, jerking convulsively. His organ jerked, too, forward. Hurling aside the tender folds, it buried itself between the juicy lobes of my vagina. Both of us felt it thump against the taut-stretched inner barrier, and my face contorted as I tensed and stared wide-eyed at him..... My mouth emitted a final trembling, protesting plea. Then I was silent. I was defeated. I was no fighter. I was a woman. I already knew that I was a sensuous one. They had proven that to me. My conquest and my shame and humiliation were accomplished. I had been proven to be other than what I had always thought and pretended. I was already defenseless; already my soft protective outer lips were breached and thrust aside, framing a throbbing great knob of hot flesh. Already it was pressed against the tissue-thin emblem of my girlhood. I was now waiting only to be perforated and pained, used, ravished, and then discarded as the whim took him, my conqueror.... I thought: a woman? No! Still a girl! That little piece of skin kept me a girl. And he was enjoying this teasing of me, pushing at my maidenhead making it stretch, deliberately giving me flashing smarting pains and heightening my fear. Soft, fluted lips enfolded him like a glove lined with silk, but he was still, intent on raising my fear and pain still more by keeping the crown of his cock tight-pressed against that inner curtain.... "It's time I became a woman," I thought, and I was suddenly very proud of my strength in that resolve. I sucked up a deep breath and clenched my teeth. I planted my elbows and forearms and palms flat against the bed. Then… I rammed myself forward onto his cock! My maidenhead resisted for only a moment, in lancing pain. "Mhaaiiiiiii!!" It ripped asunder! My scream wavered in the room. My wide, pain-filled eyes returned his astonished gaze. I had taken my own maidenhead! I had impaled myself! Now I lay gasping, with most of the feverishly-inflamed length of his fatal foe of virginity buried within my bleeding, unused pussy. Extreme heat and constriction assailed his imbedded organ and made it jerk within me. I was a little surprised to feel it there, knowing that I had opened and spread and been spread until my mossy little nest completely surrounded the head and most of the shaft of his throbbing cock! I had done it myself, and I was proud. But that did not stop me from knowing simultaneous pain and nausea. I felt the hot slipperiness. I knew I was bleeding! Suddenly he jerked it out, slapping his hands onto the yielding mounds of my breasts and shoving, thrusting himself back. Again: PAIN! "Ah… aaarrrggghhhhh! Ah… uh… ah… ah… ahhhrrr…" Now he came lancing back, and out again, thrusting and ramming, shoving and agitating his dick in my uncharted channel, working to probe and plumb and widen it, forever.... Frenziedly, as it gripped him tightly, he fucked my virgin cleft. He shaved and withdrew his cock, streaking it in and out.... His hard dick smeared with scarlet, he shoved again to bury it to its hairy hilt within me. He hunched and groaned with the absolute overwhelming delight of not only deflowering a virgin, but of having teased her into doing it herself. His male ego rose and stormed and thundered over me. He drove hard, perversely enjoying the shallow tightness and yet thrusting hard and jerking his hips, to widen the straitened passage as he sought the very bottom of my belly. He watched the contortions of my face with an obvious delight, gouging and boring into my never-probed vaginal sheath.... Tears trembled in my eyes. The mounded brown halves of my chest heaved and shook like jelly. My loins and my buttocks under me quivered beneath his burrowing strokes. His head came forward and down to my nipples, licking and sucking at those firm fountains of chocolaty desire. He nibbled and licked, burrowing and burrowing inside me.... Pleasure rose to begin to blend with my pain. Pleasure equaled the pain. His cock was way inside me and I could feel it pushing deeper and deeper into the softness, into my belly. Pleasure flared higher than the pain! I was panting. I shuddered and moaned helplessly, feeling all my inner emotions and thoughts and feelings change. Pain vanished. Pleasure reigned!