Virgin Slut Cravings.

I had to know what I was feeling. Chuck of course was all for it. He was hot for me from the start. He was complimenting me on every little thing I did. I hated that he was making a big deal out of trivial things that I said or did. I learned that guys get silly as shit when they wanted to get some ass. I wasn't hating the idea of giving it up. I made up my mind after that last slow dance when he shoved that marvelous penis up against me. Being the object of all that passion had turned me on to unbelievable heights. That was the first time I noticed how good my nipples felt. My man boobs were transformed int two luscious lady breasts thanks to the pushup bra I had stolen from a cousin. I hated to do that, but the anticipation of womanhood drove me to do desperate things.
Chuck and I slipped away from the club and he drove to a side street where we climbed into the back seat. Thankfully, he knew what to do because I didn't. All I knew at that point was that I needed this. He was so smooth. He kissed and fingered and licked me in every spot. All I could do was moan in various pitches. When the moment of truth arrived, he spread some lubricant on his penis and fingers, then ran his fingers inside my yssup. I instantly got a hardon and my penis started throbbing, even though I felt like a girl. I suddenly knew what I wanted, and I didn't care if it hurt or not, I was going to get fucked.
And fuck me he did. Chuck was patient after I told him it was my first time. He promised that he would take care of me. He swore he wasn't going to hurt me, and I believed him. He skillfully removed my dress and shoes and stood gazing at my lacey bra and panties. "Damn, you look amazing. I would never believe you were anything other than the fine female that I'm seeing right now. Damn."
When we finally tried to engage, I was not ready, and I tensed up. He paused briefly and patiently told me to relax and allow him to enter. He then started sucking my cock and then my nipples, and something happened. I was ready. That’s when my anticipation turned from fear to eagerness. I no longer felt the nervous fear that had captured me earlier. I felt wanton, passionate excitement and couldn’t wait to welcome the massive man meat that loomed and beckoned to me.