A Church Girl’s First Time Having Sex ♕

A Church Girl’s First Time Having Sex

Forced to hide my ever-growing sinful desires, I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I gave in to them. As a senior in high school, I’d sneak glances at the full perky tits of my classmates. I’d watch as we changed in the locker room at school together. And I never missed a chance to catch a glimpse of the ever-growing bulges of the guys in gym class. Of course, I was watching those cocks strain against their sweatpants and basketball shorts.

All of these images would replay in my mind as I lay in bed at night. Admittedly there was a part of me that felt guilty, after all here I was praying to God knowing that He knew what was really on my mind. Regardless, my guilt didn’t stand a chance against the increasing yearning that I had for sex. It was all I could think about. And as my fingers made their way into my panties night after night, exploring my wet tightness it was all I wanted. I’d envision what my first time having sex would be like, letting scenarios unfold.

Fortunately, I soon learned I was not alone in these desires.

A fellow churchgoer attended the same high school that I did. We had several mutual friends. As a result, it wasn’t long before he and I started to get to know each other more. Flirty conversations in the cafeteria turned into late-night phone sex from underneath my covers, knowing I’d get into trouble. After all, “dating was only for when you were ready for marriage”  or so the church taught. Granted we were both 18 and of the same faith, but marriage was definitely not in the near future for either of us.

The closer we got, the riskier our texts became. For instance, I’d send him nudes from the stall of the church bathroom. Lifting up my skirt I’d snap picture after picture of my tight virgin pussy. Accordingly, I’d write paragraphs full of longing. I’d confess to him how badly I wanted my first time having sex to be with him. And in turn, he’d send back photos showing me how badly he wanted me too. Later, I’d lay in bed scrolling through the pictures of his hard cock, imagining how it’d taste to lick the precum that I’d seen dripping from it.

I thought I’d known what it meant to long for something but this was different. All I could think about was how good he’d feel inside of me. After all, I’d yearned for this forbidden pleasure before but this was much more. Therefore those former fantasies didn’t compare to this hunger I had for him, it was enough to make my pussy throb. Finally, there was an actual person for my mind to add to those scenarios wherein I fantasized about what my first time having sex would be like.

Since he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him, we knew we couldn’t wait any longer.

Having known that my parents would be at work, we decided to skip school and go back to my place. I decided that I wanted my first time having sex to be in my parent’s bed. After all, it was the biggest and most comfortable.

I still remember the smell of his cologne as I lay back on the bed, parting my legs as he positioned himself over me. Leaning down to kiss me, his lips met mine. Our tongues intertwined as he reached down and rubbed the head of his cock against my swollen clit. I moaned into his mouth as he ran his hardness down the length of my wet slit. “I want you inside of me” I pleaded, raising my hips as he teased me with his cock.

He paused for a moment, his eyes meeting mine as he reached for my face brushing his hand over my blushing cheek. “I love you” he whispered. I felt my eyes water, “I love you too” I replied.

Lowering his face closer he pressed his lips to mine again. As he did I felt the head of his cock pushing its way into my tightness. Amazed by the feeling of him stretching me, I moaned deeply and wrapped my arms and legs around him. His moans matched mine as he thrust deep inside of me. Again and again, he filled me with his hardness as he pumped in and out. My hips bucked with every stroke of his hard cock as I continued to cry out in pleasure.

The sounds of our moans accompanied by the sound of my wet pussy filled the air.

Panting as my virgin pussy gripped his throbbing cock, he cried out suddenly pulling it out as thick ropes of cum sprung forth. Quickly getting on my knees I placed my mouth over the head of his cock feeling it twitch in my mouth as he orgasmed. I looked up at him, my brown eyes shining with joy as I eagerly swallowed his warm creamy load. I continued sucking even after he’d emptied himself giggling as he tried to pull away, overcome with sensitivity.

“That was amazing!” I said sighing contentedly as I collapsed back onto the pillow.  Pulling me into his arms, he kissed me on my forehead.

“I know,” he replied.

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