So I fucked a virgin
You read that right, a virgin. Ironically it was probably the second easiest lay of my life. Despite the lack of difficulty, the sense of conquest was far greater, just because I was her first. I hope I’ve set her template for what she expects from sex for a long time to come.
Wolf, Boho and I describe predatorial, natural alpha males as wolves. Drawing from the pack mentality and tendency towards animalistic sex (making love is for betas). Wolf’s alias is so because he came up with the idea, but that night I was in wolf mode.
The setting was an 18th birthday party that my band were asked to play at. It was in a community centre but it had a good vibe. The guests were up for a laugh and our songs were well received. A nice feeling when you only do 2 covers in an hour long set. While I was playing (I’m the bassist in case you were wondering), I was scouting the crowd of girls dancing for potential approaches. Thankfully in these situations you already have an opener: “Hi, what did you think of our set?”, and if the response is positive “here’s a free CD”. So after our set I packed my things, got my CDs and a fresh beer, and started approaching.
No blowouts, although one girl who I already knew kept trying and failing at cock-blocking me. I don’t like her at all so I just started being rude until she left me alone. Sometimes harshness is a necessity.
So I was talking to various girls or various levels of attractiveness, and I was thinking of moving in on one particularly attractive, particularly drunk girl, but it turned out she was 16. I know I’m only 18 but something about that is just too young, even though she’s of legal age. Her intoxication was also a bit off putting because she was far drunker than me. So I let the conversation die and upgraded. I started chatting to a tipsy 17 year old girl I gave a CD to earlier.
She was petite and slim with dyed red hair (actually red, not ginger). Her face was about an 7. We talked an flirted, lots of touching and all the other obvious things. Subtle digs, teasing, disqualification, using the band to make me seem like a big fucking deal. The wolf in me was hungry, and could smell his prey.
The music ended (typical community centre 18th), so we went outside and started making out. The first and only negative thing about this girl: bad kisser. She was too aggressive and opened her mouth far too wide, jamming her tongue in my mouth. Although it wasn’t great I calmed her down a and things improved a bit. In a way I was flattered by her keenness, she was only eager to impress.
I started to subtly suggest that she could come back to mine, which led to her asking how many people I’ve slept with. I let her have a few guesses and eventually she got it right: 4. “Wanna make it 5?” I teased.
N.B. Yeah 5 is a pitiful number. In August I came out of a 3 year 8 month relationship with my first girl. So the other 4 were in the space of about 6 weeks.
Then it was my turn to guess, I started with 2, then 4, then 6, she said i was going the wrong way so I tried 1. She blushed and shook her head with a coy smile. “Wait, is it zero?! You mean you’ve never…?”
Yep, she was a virgin.
At this moment I could have done the responsible thing. I could have been a gentleman and explained that she wouldn’t want her first time to be a one night stand, but by now my inner wolf was howling for his dinner. Challenge accepted.
“So you’re coming to mine yeah?” – Loaded question.
“Yeah”, she smiled at me and kissed me, we hopped in a cab to my house.
When we arrived my dad was still awake. After an awkward introduction we went to my room. I went to the toilet before though – never have sex if you need a piss. Just don’t.
We started making out and i went to take her tights down but she stopped me. “Yay, resistance” I thought to myself as she explained that she hadn’t “prepared” because she wasn’t expecting this. I put my hand in: the tiniest bit of stubble. I was expecting her to bitch and moan but as soon as she got my approval she took them straight off. I was excited because she was clearly ready for me to take charge. She wasn’t on for a blowjob without a flavoured condom, which to me confirmed she hadn’t had sex before because that’s a fucking stupid request, but I didn’t mind; I was more excited about the impending virginity theft. After a while I put a condom on,
I got some lube out, her being a virgin and all (I knew I’d need that lube one day!). I put it in, she winced. I could tell it hurt her before she said. It was ridiculously tight; like a tourniquet for your dick.
She eased into it eventually and things were going well. She got the hang of it and had a really nice arse to hold on to. I got close to finishing, so the switch that makes me consider other peoples feelings switched off.
In situations like this I am at my most ravenous. I went for it, and I don’t think the poor girl knew what hit her. I finished, which was great, and made better by her eagerness for instruction. As I was about to cum I told her to grind on me, and by god did she – while she was literally hanging off my body! That shit’s satisfying.
I had run out of condoms so we made out for a bit. She had work the next day which saved me the job of explaining the strange girl in our house to my little sister.
When she left she said “So am I never gonna see you again now?”
I said maybe, partly because straight answers limit your options and partly because I wanted to fuck her again. What she lacks in experience she makes up for in natural talent and enthusiasm.
I don’t feel bad about taking her virginity, because although a one night stand isn’t ideal, she enjoyed it, and so did I. She and I texted for a while afterwards and fucked once more a few days later. If I’ve injected a bit of fun into her life, I’ve done my job.
One of the joys of a player lifestyle is that you only have 3 things to offer girls: adventure, excitement and cock.
And they’d take those 3 over support, stability and consistency any day.