Virgin Teen Story

Kriste looked over at Darleen’s empty bed, and wondered what her roommate was

doing; if she was having sex with the group captain again. If Darlene had been in

their room as she was supposed to be, the attack she had just been subjected to

probably would never have happened. Her thoughts were bitter, as she rocked back

and forth still sobbing, unable to control the feelings of lone- liness that

washed over her. She could still feel the pain and humiliation so recently caused

by the hands that had invaded her body.
Slowly her sobs quieted, and a determined look trans- formed her pretty face. Her

thoughts turned to home, to friends at school, a longing for friends and family

swept through her. She looked over at her roommates empty bed again and thought,

‘no I’d rather die than take the easy way out like Darleen has, I just have to

take it.’

She understood why her roommate had taken the captain as a lover. It had stopped

the other men on base from hitting on her, like the continued advances that she

still had to thwart. She thought bitterly, ‘all I want is to become a combat

pilot, not to date the whole damn squadron! Why couldn’t they give me a little

respect? What’s wrong with me, why don’t they like me?’

What had occurred only moments ago, was retaliation for her continual rejection

of her male classmates advances toward her. At first she had tried to explain why

she thought it wasn’t a good idea to become romantically involved with anyone.

Then when that didn’t seem to work, she became more abrupt any of the medical

services for her entire term. She wasn’t all that happy about doing so now, but

she had to talk to someone other than Darleen about her fears and anxieties.

Lt. Beal turned to be an old war horse with over 25 years in the Air Force.

Kriste was disappointed to find that she would get no sympathy there. Lt. Beal’s

solution was simple; “Girl, you sound to me like you’re just a little up tight.

When I was you’re age, I’d have paid to get a bunch of handsome cadets to feel me

up. I suggest that you consider giving some lucky young man a little gift of that

up tight virginity of yours. You just need a some good sex, and you’ll be right

as rain.”

As Kriste walked to Logistics class, the phrase “give some man a gift of that up

tight virginity of yours,” kept running through her head. At nineteen Kriste,

hadn’t had any kind of sex with another person. Could ’she’ be the problem. Was

’she’ the one who was strange, could she have brought on the events of the other

night because she was so up tight about sex? The problem prayed on Kriste’s mind

all day. She had re- mained a virgin because she didn’t want anything to get in

her way, she knew what she’d wanted, and boys just weren’t important enough to

jeopardize her dream.

She couldn’t believe it, here she was at the threshold of realizing everything

she had worked for, and it was turning out to be a disappointment. None of her

class- mates liked her, she was unable to make friends, maybe she had her

priorities wrong after all. . . .

At dinner that evening as Kriste sat alone eating, still with an distracted look

on her pretty face, a young cadet sat down beside her. “Mind if I sit here

sweety?”

Normally Kriste would have said something like, “Hey, don’t call me sweety, I

have a name!” But that evening she just looked at him and gave him a wan smile.

She noted that the man was John Davenport, the guy with the rich family from

Boston. Kriste had never really liked him, he was a loud-mouth as far as she was

con- cerned. And ever since they’d started actual flight training, she had done

much better than him, and he’d been less than gracious about it.

On an impulse, Kriste said, “Would you like to go out with me tonight?”

Johnny for once, didn’t have a smart comeback. He sat there with his mouth open

and stared at her for an awkward moment, then smiled and said, “Sure honey I’d

like that just fine. What made you change your mind about dates?”

Kriste took a deep breath, leveled a stare at the young man and said in a

determined voice, “I’ve decided to have sex with a man, and I’ve pick you; so how

about it?” She almost fainted she was so nervous. Making the decision to have sex

with one of her classmates had taken all her courage. She had ignored sex all her

life, now here she was trying to get a man to make love to her. She could almost

hear her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for him to answer her.

For the second time in rich Johnny Davenport’s life he was left speechless. All

he could do for a moment was stutter, “. . .s. . .se. . .sex. . . with me? I

don’t get it?”

Kriste stood up with dinner tray in hand, and said in a voice that she hoped

sounded sexy, “You’ll ‘get it’ tonight, I promise you. But do me a favor and keep

this a secret will you?”

She stood staring at the young man until as if breaking a trance, he jumped to

life and said, “Ah. . . sure sweety, I promise. . . our little secret. . .”

Kriste stood a moment longer then turned to go, saying over her shoulder, “I’ll

meet you in town at the Blue Bird, why don’t you get a room for us.”

-=*=-

Kriste hurried back to her dorm room with a vicious case of butterflies beating

around in her stomach. As she entered their room she saw Darleen dressing for her

date that night. “So, Darleen, you gonna meet Ronald in town tonight?” Her

roommate was pulling on one of her short skirts that barely covered her bottom.

Kriste wondered how she could sit without showing everything, but then thought to

herself, ‘well that’s probably the idea.’ Bringing her mind back to the question

she needed to ask, Kriste said, “Could you drop me off in town on your way?”

Darleen shot her one of her ‘Darleen’ looks and said, “What, at the library?” She

was being sarcastic again, but Kriste didn’t mind, she was so nervous and

confused, that she actually said, “No I’m meeting Johnny at the Blue Bird, and I

just need a ride is all.”

Darleen stopped what she was doing and turned to look at her roommate. “You’re

what? You and Johnny? Oh man, now I’ve heard everything. Why’d you pick a jerk

like that?”

Kriste looked hurt for a moment, then trying to sound confident she said, “I just

need to lose my cherry, I don’t intend to marry the man. I think he’ll do.”

Her roommate must have found something funny about that because she just laughed

and said she’d be happy to drop her off at the motel.

-=*=-

It was after 8 by the time Darleen dropped Kriste off in the motel parking lot.

At the last moment, Darleen felt concern for her, and asked, “Do you want to ask

me anything? You want me to come back in an hour to see if you need a ride back

to base?”

Kriste had already steeled herself for the coming event. She just wanted to get

it over with, and her friends questions were distracting, the words demanded that

she think, and she didn’t want to think right then, so she just said, “No thanks

Dar, I’m OK, but thanks.” She squeezed her roommate’s hand as she exited the car.

Darleen watched the Levi clad woman walk toward the motel office. She thought to

herself, that ‘that bastard Johnny better appreciate what he’s getting to-

night.’ But then she knew that he probably wouldn’t.

-=*=-

After inquiring at the front desk, and getting a leer- ing once-over by the

clerk, Kriste headed for Johnny’s room. She was determined to go through with it.

Just like everything in her young life, once she had made up her mind, she went

through with her plans. . .to the end.

As Kriste knocked on the door she felt her heart pound- ing in her chest, and

could feel her pulse thumping in her throat. As the door opened, she looked into

the room and saw a messy bed with the covers thrown on the floor, and the TV

blaring. Johnny was standing in front of her in his underwear and nothing else.

Kriste knew that he was trying to shock her, to make her nervous, so as

nonchalantly as possible she said, “Embarrassed about size, is that why you’re

keeping your undies on?” She smiled at his blank look, then shoved past him to

the bathroom. Hearing the door close in the other room, Kriste leaned with both

hands on the small bathroom sink, looked at her reflection in the mirror, and for

a brief moment wondered what she was doing. Then out of the corner of her eye she

saw Johnny, now minus his underwear standing in the doorway.

She didn’t move, she just keep looking at her reflec- tion, then slowly moved her

eyes to the reflection of the man behind her. Although she had never seen an

erect penis before, she knew what was between a man’s legs, but she was still

surprised at the actual sight of it. He was fully hard and pointing out and up.

A moment of fear flashed through her ‘that he was too big to actually fit inside

her.’ She hadn’t realized that they got that big. Slowly Kriste turned putting on

a brave face she said, “Well lets get it done OK?”

The young man looked at Kriste, admiring her, thinking how pretty she was, her

straight blonde hair framing a pretty tan face. Her wide set blue eyes and full

lips had always attracted his attention. And now he was going to fuck this babe;

the thought sent a sexual thrill thought his body.

They stood in silence facing each other, Kriste’s eyes locked on Johnny’s pulsing

erection. After a minute or so he started to become a little self-conscious and

finally said, “Hey sweety, we can’t do it with your clothes on, now can we?”

She was startled for a moment then quickly began to strip her clothes off. She

looked like someone who was about to go skinny dipping in freezing water, and

just wanted to get the initial shock of diving into the cold water over with.

Johnny didn’t care that she looked nervous, he just wanted to plunder her body.

He still couldn’t under- stand why she’d put the moves on him. He’d tried so many

times he’d finally given up. That’s why he’d instigated the little nocturnal call

on her room the other night. And. . . ummm. . . her tight little pussy had felt

so good, that had been a little piece of heaven. He still remembered the feel of

her pussy lips around his fingers, and the smell of her. He’d fallen asleep in

his bunk with his fingers in his mouth. And speaking of heaven he thought; ‘man

look at that tight body, this is gonna be just too fine.’

Kriste had undone her pants first and stepped out of them. As she was pulling her

T-shirt over her head, Johnny decided that he couldn’t wait any longer. He

grabbed the surprised girl around the waist and shoved her onto the bed. Her arms

were still above her head, with the T-shirt obstructing her view, so she cried

out for him to wait. But Johnny didn’t care: he just wanted to fuck her, and he

was ready.

As Kriste struggled with her T-shirt, Johnny climbed between the young woman’s

thrashing legs and pushed his swollen cock into her exposed sex. He pulled out

then pushed back in, fast this time, fast and hard. He felt the impact of her

maidenhead and then it gave way all at once and he plunged in as deep as he

could. His head spun, the sensations that assailed him were momentarily

over-powering. She was so tight! It felt like a living glove surrounding his

straining cock. He could feel every beat of her heart pulsing through the warm

walls of her cunt, throbbing around his cock; like nothing he’d ever experienced

before. He was loving it.

Kriste stopped struggling with the tangled T-shirt as she felt Johnny begin to

enter her. Through the fabric of her shirt she could hear him on top of her

grunting in his effort to gain entrance. Then she felt herself being stretched. .

.more, and more, until it started to hurt, and still he pushed her open.

Lying there hands above her head, legs dangling over the edge of the bed, a man

hunched over her, thrusting into her exposed sex, Kriste didn’t know how to

react. She hadn’t known what to expect, but she had never imagined anything like

this. Then she cried out through gritted teeth as he pushed home all the way into

her. The pain was intense, but her cry didn’t bother Johnny; having reached his

goal he just started pumping away happily, bouncing the young woman’s body

underneath his own.

Kriste’s young body soon recovered from the initial shock, her strong well shaped

legs flexed with each thrust of the horny man on top of her. But it was

uncomfortable for her, the position was an awkward one.

But Johnny didn’t care, he was enjoying the feel of Kriste’s pussy wrapped around

his pumping shaft. He was enjoying it so much in fact, that shortly he began to

grunt with each thrust, until his body went rigid, trembling on top of Kriste’s

as he pushed hard and deep into her and emptied himself into her womb. The only

sound in the room was his gasps for breath as he slumped on top of the young

woman.

After a few moments Johnny pulled out of her and stood up with a big sigh, and

said, “Now that was fun, we’ll have to do that again next week. Or maybe tomorrow

night would be even better.” He was laughing to himself as he wiped his shrinking

manhood with a towel, and began to dress.

Kriste lay still for a moment after Johnny had pulled himself out of her. T-shirt

still wrapped around her face and arms. She wasn’t quite sure what had just

happened. She had lost her virginity, hadn’t she? The slight pain between her

legs confirmed it, his cooling sweat on her chest and stomach confirmed it,

didn’t it? Slowly she sat up on the bed, pulling her shirt back down to cover her

breasts. She watched as Johnny wiped himself and talked about their next time.

To describe the feeling of that unreal moment, all Kriste could think of was it

had been, well. . disap- pointing. She was kind of numb; everything had happened

so fast, and she’d received no pleasure from it. She remembered her girlfriends

talking so lovingly about their men, how good they made them feel. Kriste just

sat there with nothing on but her T-shirt and socks, watching her first and only

sex partner getting dressed to leave.

As Johnny buttoned his shirt, and was ready to depart, he turned to Kriste and

said with a happy smile on his face, “You can stay in the room as long as you

want, I paid for the whole night. And baby, I just want’a thank you for a great

fuck, I really enjoyed it. Maybe we’ll do it again tomorrow night huh?” With that

he pulled the door open and was gone.

Kriste looked at the closed door blankly, totally devoid of any feeling, except

the uncomfortable trickle of his sperm flowing from her used sex.

Not quite sure what to do, the young woman continued to sit where she’d been

thrown only a few minutes before. The thought started to form in her mind, ‘Is

this all there is to it?’ She couldn’t quite believe that that was all, but then

she’d just had sex with a man, and here she was sitting on a bed in a cheap

motel, leaking on the sheets.

A knock at the door startled Kriste out of her reverie. Almost as if in a dream

she got up from the bed, wondering why Johnny had come back, and what he wanted

now. She opened the door and was even more startled to see David, one of her

cadet classmates.