Horny 'lil Virgin 2

The best part of writing lesbian or even bisexual stories, is sharing them with your partner. If you have a very understanding relationship like I do, sharing stories or even writing them together, makes for some very exciting moments afterwards.

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Horny 'lil Virgin (Part 2)
By Silky

When Sara came home, I was waiting for her on the couch, wearing one of her favorite silk nightie. I had lit some candles and opened a bottle of wine, smuggled into our dorm over the holidays. I was massaging my clit again and was on the brink of cumming when I heard Sara at the door. I quickly crossed my legs and reached for my wine glass.

“You bitch,” Sara growled when she saw me. “You’re wearing my clothes!”

Tossing her purse onto a chair, Sara settled onto the couch beside me, swinging her legs across my lap and lying back against the arm rest.

“How did it go,” I asked, desperate for details. I poured Sara a glass of wine while admiring her silk-covered knees. As I handed her the glass, I noticed a tear near the top of one of her stockings. She took a sip of her wine, parting her legs and allowing my hungry eyes to meander along her thighs and under the hem of her dress. My heart pounded when I saw the tiny blood stains on her white, cotton panties.

“You did it,” I said. “You little slut. What was it like? Did it hurt? Did he cum in you? Tell me everything.”




Sara and Dan had gone to dinner and a movie. Dan was so turned on by Sara’s flirting that he couldn’t keep his hands off her. As soon as the lights dimmed in the theater, his strong hands were on her thighs, reaching under her dress, trying to undo her stockings. She had hoped he would sneak her into his dorm, but he couldn’t wait. On the way back to his car, he suddenly turned on Sara, pinning her against a tree. As his tongue explored her mouth, his hand reached up her dress, pushed her panties aside and guided his dick into her virgin pussy. Her lips were swollen and wet, but his cock was too big. He thrust it hard into her opening, but her tunnel was blocked.

Sara locked her hands around Dan’s neck, lifted her legs and let the full weight of her body impale herself on his pole. Her cherry exploded as Dan’s cock plunged deep into her crevice. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she begged Dan to be gentle. He ignored her cries, thrusting deeper until his cock hit bottom and he withdrew and rammed it in again. Sara’s tight cunt was stretched to its limit, and blood trickled down her thigh, but Dan showed no signs of easing up. The more she cried, the harder and faster he fucked her. Sara wanted to scream, but she bit her lip, and locked her ankles behind his back, squeezing his hips with her thighs as the pain shot through her groin. Slowly her sobs turned to sighs as her orgasm overtook the pain and her hips started thrusting with each stab of Dan’s cock. When she felt his sperm shooting into her, Sara screamed, and her vagina exploded in convulsions of pain and pleasure. They fell together onto the ground, and Dan continued pumping until every ounce of his cum was spent.

“It hurt like hell,” said Sara. “I don’t know how I even walked to the car. I held my stomach the whole ride home. I thought I was going to die.”

She took a sip of wine as I gently ran my hand down her thigh and over her blood-stained panties. As my fingers grazed across her swollen lips, she winced in pain.

“You poor thing,” I whispered, gently parting her thighs. “Let me kiss it better.”

Leaning forward, I brushed my cheek along her inner thigh and pressed my lips against her mound. I could feel her clit swelling as I smothered her panties with tender kisses. My own clit was throbbing as my tongue wandered over the fabric and finally tasted Sara’s sweet flesh. While my tongue teased the edge of her panties, Sara slipped her big toe under my nightie and into my swollen slit. Gripping her silky knees, I sat up and started fucking her beautiful toes, wishing she could plunge her entire foot into me. As my pussy rode her up and down, Sara reached up her dress and gently unhooked the garter straps on one stocking and then the other. Then she hooked her thumbs under her panties and tugged them off her bottom, over her stockings and up to her knees, where my hands waited to slip them down to her ankles and over her toes. Her vagina was open to me at last. She spread her legs and pulled me down onto her chest.

If I had a dick, it would have been deep inside her as our lips met and we French kissed while Sara’s hands pushed up my nightie and stroked my heart-shaped ass. I humped her gently, brushing my silky bush against her mound. I was startled by how smooth it felt. Breaking our kiss, I looked down to see bare, smooth skin. Sara giggled and pulled my nightie over my head, freeing my breasts for her eager tongue. I ground my pussy against her shaved twat as her mouth closed around my nipple. Each suck brought me closer to orgasm.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whispered as the first wave of orgasm hit. “I want you to break my cherry and fuck me, Sara. I want you to be my first.”

She pulled me close and we kissed again, my naked body writhing against her. I rolled onto the floor, pulling Sara on top of me. Straddling my hips, she pulled her dress off, shaking her blonde hair free while reaching back to unclasp her bra. “I’d love to screw you honey, but I don’t have a dick,” she said.

Rotating her body till her ass straddled my breasts, Sara leaned down and kissed my toes and the arches of my feet. I spread my legs as she kissed her way toward my pussy, backing her wonderful ass toward my face. Soon my lips and tongue were buried in her cheeks as Sara licked and bit my pussy lips. I kissed and licked the backs of her thighs while cupping her smooth, round cheeks in my hands. I ran my tongue over her pink asshole and slipped my lips and nose through her moistened slit, sucking her clit into my mouth. Sara moaned into my twat as I gently sucked her off, sliding my thumb and finger into her pussy and ass just as she started to cum. The taste of her cream squirting onto my face triggered my own violent orgasm, and we rolled around the floor, smearing our faces in each others’ cum. We stayed up most of the night licking, stroking and finger-fucking each other.

Despite the intense pleasure and the love I felt for Sara, I couldn’t help feeling disappointed the next day. Even though I’d spent the night making wild, passionate love, I was now the only virgin left in the senior class. I couldn’t get my mind off my cherry. I could feel it throbbing in my loins like an over-ripe fruit. All through my first class, I couldn’t stop daydreaming of boys ramming their hard, throbbing cocks between my legs. I was afraid I would grab the first guy I saw after school and fuck him till his eyes popped out.

Walking through the corridor after class, I was tempted to sneak into the washroom and masturbate when I heard Sara’s voice. I turned and saw her running toward me, her arms reaching for a hug. As our arms closed around each other, she kissed my cheek and whispered: “Do you still want me to fuck you?”

I stepped back, my heart pounding in my ears and in my groin. Sara winked and patted her purse. “See you after school,” she said. “Don’t dawdle.”

Never has a school day dragged on so long. I felt every tick of the clock. When the bell finally rang, I ran from my class, across the courtyard and up the stairs to our dorm. When I burst through the door, Sara was waiting for me. Her long hair was pulled back in a tight bun. She wore a see-through white cotton blouse with no bra, and there was a sizable bulge in her trousers.

“What took you so long?” she asked, pulling me close and smothering my face with kisses. As we necked, Sara backed me toward her bed, unbuttoning my blouse and unclasping my bra along the way. she pushed me down on the edge of her bed, and I came face to face with her bulge. With trembling hands, I unzipped her fly and freed her enormous cock. It was rubber and hard and I leaned forward, licking its shaft and sucking its giant head into my mouth. I looked submissively up at Sara and said “There’s no way you’re sticking that in me!”

“Shut up,” she hissed, shoving me back against the mattress and reaching her hands up my skirt. I kicked frantically at her chest and arms as her fingers grasped the waistband of my tights. I grabbed her forearms and tried to loosen her grip, but she freed her hand and slapped me hard across the face. I lay back on the bed and surrendered. I let my body go limp as Sara stripped my nylons off my legs, exposing my virgin pussy. My lover leaned forward and, resting one hand beside my head, opened my blouse, squeezing my breast and pinching my hard nipple. Her hand traveled slowly down my stomach, lifted my skirt and stroked my bush. Then, grasping her rubber dick in her hand, Sara guided its tip between my lips.

I gasped as she fucked it gently in and out of my opening. She was teasing me, knowing I craved a good, hard screw. I reached up and pulled Sara’s face down to meet my lips. I could feel her breath quickening and I begged her to fuck me. She grunted in my ear, and pain shot through my vagina. As Sara backed slowly out for another thrust, I knew my hymen wasn’t broken. Tears streamed from my eyes. Sara’s thick cock was stretching my cunt till it hurt, but she couldn’t seem to get it in deeper than its head. I wrapped my legs around her hips, and I could feel the strength of her thrusts, but she just couldn’t get in.

Sara withdrew her cock and gently stroked its head up and down my slit, from my asshole to my clit. It felt wonderful, I wished she would keep doing it for hours while I watched her beautiful tits bounce inside her shirt. I was drifting into a pre-orgasmic trance when Sara suddenly spread my lips and drove her huge prick deep inside me, ripping my cherry and filling me at last.

“Oh god,” I yelled.

I lifted my knees to my chest to let her cock penetrate me to its hilt. “You fucking bitch, you’re killing me,” I yelled. “Fuck me harder. Fuck me till I cry! ...Fuck me Sara....Fuck me Sara!”

I could see her shaft sliding in and out of my pussy as blood trickled onto Sara’s sheets. The pain was incredible. My lips were stretched, my hymen was bleeding and Sara’s knob was pounding against my cervix. Each thrust pushed the base of her cock against her clit, and I could see Sara was about to cum. I wrapped my legs around her ass and ground my clit against hers, matching the rhythm of her thrusts. As her tempo quickened I started to yelp and whimper, knowing my pussy was about to explode. When I felt Sara’s hips quake in orgasm, I could no longer control myself. “Yes...Yes....Yes!” I yelled, my pussy gushing cum and blood. “You horny fucking bitch...I love you!”

Sara collapsed on top of me, kissing my breasts and mouth while I stroked her bottom, her rubber dick still thrusting gently inside me. I was physically and emotionally spent...but Sara was just getting started.

The End
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Silky