Lost my cherry to an older man.

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I’ll never forget the day I lost my cherry. I was a sweet, innocent teen. I had been sneaking around with an older guy, telling my mom I was going to a friend’s house. We’d go to his place and make out. He’d kiss me for hours, trying to slide a finger into my panties. I’d say no because I was taught that sex was for marriage. That would really piss him off.  He’d take me home and dump me off like discarded trash, saying he was going out to find a girl who would fuck. A few days later, he was begging me to come back over.

But this time was different. He was being a total gentleman. He poured me a glass of wine and I felt so grown-up. A few glasses later, I was super tipsy. I felt hot as he kissed me. I didn’t even complain when his finger slid between my pussy lips. In fact, it felt wonderful and I wanted more. I whimpered as he peeled off my clothes and his. He pressed his thick cock against my lips and I opened them, taking him into my mouth like I was an old pro. He moaned as he poured a salty load into my throat. I wasn’t done yet. My pussy was throbbing and I wanted him. He eased me back into the bed and I felt the head of his cock touch me, pressing into my inner folds. I spread my legs wide, crying out for him to fuck me. He pounded my pussy full of fuck sauce. It never even hurt after the first thrust.

We fucked like horny animals after that day. I couldn’t get enough of his cock and he taught he everything. Call me and I’ll tell you about my first ass fucking. I did fight a little with that one but he rammed it into my shit hole anyway. Losing my virginity to an older man made me into the great phone sex therapist that I am today. For more stories or to share your own, come see me.

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