Chapter 11 – Virginia
Carl was shining a bright torch into my eyes to check if I was concussed. I was feeling fine, other than a dull throbbing ache at the side of my head. He was fussing over me. He had made me a pot of tea and forced me to drink two cups of it and now he was sitting in front of me on the carpet, while I remained stretched out on the couch.
“I’m fine, nothing is broken,” I said to him with a smile. I could feel myself melting the more he looked at me. His nose was long and sharp, his thin lips were firmly set, and he had been running his hands through his shaggy dark hair.
“Did he hit you?” Carl asked in a soft voice and I shook my head.
“No, he didn’t have time for that. He just threw me in the car. I must have hit my head against the window or something when we spun out of control,” I replied and he nodded his head gently.
“Do you need anything else? Are you hungry?” he asked. It was the middle of the night and I could hear the cold wind blowing outside. Carl had wrapped me in a thick blanket and lit the fire to keep me warm.
“No, thank you, I’m not hungry or cold. I’m fine,” I said and looked into his eyes. I had never seen him worried like this before. Carl had always seemed like a man who was so sure of himself.
“Okay,” he said and there was a silence of a few moments between us. He was staring at me: at my features, at my neck . . . his gaze dropped to my heaving breasts and I knew that I wanted to see him naked. I wanted to see that part of him that I’d always fantasized about.
“Carl . . . ” I said his name breathlessly and I watched as he gulped. I knew that we were both thinking the same thing. “I want it to be you,” I continued and his brows furrowed for a moment. He wasn’t sure what I was talking about.
“I want it to be you; my first time, my first real time,” I tried to explain. Carl’s face darkened suddenly and I thought that he was going to be angry with me. He had told me explicitly that nothing could happen between us again. He had made it very clear to me that he didn’t want to talk about it again. But circumstances had changed. I had nearly been abducted. We were both relieved that I was safe now.
“Are you sure about this, Virginia?” he asked, to my surprise. I licked my lips nervously and nodded my head.
“Yes, I am sure,” I said. I had never been so sure about anything else in my life before.
Carl moved towards me, until our faces were aligned. I could feel his hot breath falling on my nose as I stared back at him with anticipation. My heart was beating wildly in my chest. I saw his hands reaching out and he placed them on my shoulders and then pushed.
I fell back on the couch, craning my neck to look up at him as he straightened himself over me. He was going to kiss me! I parted my lips as his mouth grew closer to mine. Our lips fused in the next instance and his tongue was inside my mouth.
I gasped when I felt his tongue slide into my mouth. He had taken possession of me again and I could feel the wetness spreading between my legs.
Carl kissed me deeply, making me breathless as his tongue explored my mouth. His hands traveled from my shoulders, over my breasts, over my belly, till he had found the elastic band of my shorts and he pulled them down. I wasn’t wearing panties. My pussy was exposed to him and Carl’s fingers were on my clit.
I arched my back, thrusting my hips towards him while he kissed me and nibbled my lower lip. He pulled himself away from me, and I stared up at him expectantly. I was so afraid that he might stop this at any moment; that he might suddenly change his mind.
But Carl was undressing.
My exposed pussy throbbed, I could feel my wetness, the sticky juices between my thighs. Carl was pulling his jeans down, then his t-shirt off and now he was standing in front of me in nothing but his boxers.
I had never seen a man this naked in real life before. I could feel the heat emanating from his body. I could see his muscular thighs, his bulging biceps, his tattoos. No guy I had dated was like Carl. Nobody was strong or masculine like him. Nobody had been able to make me this wet just by stripping off his clothes.
I gazed down at his boxers, while he looked at my pussy. I could see the bulge where his cock was and I could feel my mouth salivating.
“Take off your t-shirt, Virginia,” he said gruffly and I did what I was told. I didn’t take my eyes off him while my t-shirt came off, and my heart thudded in my chest while Carl pulled down his boxers.
We were both naked now, and he was standing in front of me, with his fully erect throbbing cock, for my eyes only.
I could feel my eyes widening as I gaped at the thick cock hanging between his muscular thighs. It was big . . . .so big! How was it going to fit inside me? It seemed insane, and yet it seemed like my pussy knew exactly what it wanted. I could feel the anxious throb between my legs, the wetness. Even though it seemed impossible to me, my body seemed to be ready for him.
Carl stroked himself. I watched as the muscles on his arms clenched as he held his cock and stroked. He was looking into my eyes, at my breasts, and then his gaze traveled to my pussy. He was standing over me, and his cock was in his hands and I felt a tightening in my belly.
“Virginia, you are so beautiful,” I heard him murmur. He had said it more to himself than to me, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn’t imagine being beautiful to a man like him, a man who could have any woman he wanted. Why would he want a silly inexperienced girl like me?
Carl took a step towards me and I bit down on my lip. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do or how I was supposed to feel. His hands reached out and pulled me by my waist towards him and I was suddenly very shy of my body. He had said I was beautiful, but what if he was lying? What if he didn’t like what he saw?
His hands traveled down from my hips to the spot between my legs. He was pushing my thighs aside so he could touch my throbbing wet pussy.
“You are ready for me,” he stated, and his fingers slipped just an inch within my folds. I shuddered and moved my hips. Even though he had been in my pussy before, I was still shy. I was still new to this. I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock.
“I’m going to take it slow, but I want you to tell me if I’m hurting you,” he said in a deep gruff voice. I could see that he was trying to control himself. Had he ever taken someone’s virginity before?
Carl grabbed his cock with one hand again, and half my body was hanging off the couch. With his other hand on my clit, he started rubbing it. That same feeling of bursting sensations washed over me. He knew exactly where to touch me to set me off. His finger on my clit had an explosive effect on me. Suddenly, I wanted nothing more than his cock to be inside me. His big bulging cock that I knew would not fit inside me.
He was drawing himself closer, inch by inch, until I felt the tip of his cock graze the folds of my pussy. I gasped and moved my hips. I couldn’t believe how desperately my body wanted it.
I looked up at him. Carl was staring directly into my eyes, paying attention to my reaction. The head of his cock slipped in.
I moaned and gasped. His cock felt thick and big inside me, even though he had barely put it in. I reached forward and placed my hands on his strong, hard chest.
“It’s okay, just breathe, Virginia,” I heard him say, and then he grunted, while he pushed his cock further in. I gasped again and a low purr escaped my lips. His cock was barely an inch inside me, and already it felt like he had filled me up. His finger remained on my clit, teasing it and stroking it, and I could feel it swelling up with desire.
“Good girl,” Carl said and thrust his cock another inch. I moaned louder this time. The friction of his thick cock against the fleshy wetness of my pussy was a mind-altering feeling. I felt like I was crashing into him. How was this so good? I could feel the knots in my belly tightening and loosening.
Carl grunted again and pushed deeper.
“Just relax,” he breathed and I allowed my shoulders to relax. I took in a deep breath as I felt his cock slide in further. He was half inside me, but I could feel every inch of him in my body. Carl started sliding his cock out then.
“No!” I screeched. I didn’t want him to stop. A smile spread on his face, and his dark blue eyes glittered.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he said and thrust his cock into me again. This time, it felt even better. I could feel every inch of him, pushing against my pussy and pushing aside the folds while my clit throbbed and was ready to explode.
Carl started quickening his pace, thrusting his cock into me as far as he thought he could go and then sliding himself out. His fingers continued stroking my clit and I could feel myself erupting.
“Do you like that?” he asked and I nodded my head. I was panting, I could feel my body rising and falling with every thrust he made. I had never thought it would feel this good to have a massive cock inside me for the first time. He stroked my clit and kept pushing. His grunts grew wilder – his body was shaking and he kept his eyes on me, on my bouncing breasts.
“Come for me, beautiful,” he growled, and he thrust harder. The friction was taking over my body. I had no control over my senses anymore. Carl thrust and thrust and his cock went deeper into me, gaining an inch with every push. He was still not inside me completely and I had no idea what that could feel like, but this was good enough. My pussy felt tight against his cock, swallowing him in with every push, until the tip of his cock was stroking a spot inside me that made me lose all control.
“Carl!” I screamed his name and I knew I was coming. A smile spread on his face, as he watched me come. I was moaning loudly, scratching his chest with my long nails. His cock pounded my pussy, over and over again, until he grunted one last loud growl and I could feel a shooting sensation inside my pussy.
I thought I was about to cry while we came together. I dug my nails into his skin and he growled as he came. I could feel my juices trickling out of me and Carl’s seed was seeping out of me and we were both breathless.
I had my first orgasm with a man inside me and it was Carl. I couldn’t believe how happy I was.