My Virginity Got Stretched Real Good

I’m 18F, Texas, still a virgin or I was until last weekend. I watch a lot of porn deepthroat videos, rough fucks, cumswallows and masturbate every night, fingers deep while imagining getting stretched by a huge cock. But real life? No experience. Guys my age are idiots, and I’ve been too shy to make a move.

Uncle (dad’s best friend) was over for the
weekend helping Dad fix the garage. He’s the family clown loud laughs, bad jokes, but handsome in a
rugged way: tall, broad, salt-and-pepper hair. He’s always teased me about
boys: “Still no boyfriend, kiddo? Waiting for Prince Charming with a tiny
prick?”

Saturday night Dad and Mom went to a movie.
Uncle and I were alone watching TV. Beers for him, soda for me. Conversation
turned to dating. He teased again: “You’re 18 now. Still a virgin? Bet
you’ve never even seen a real cock.”

I blushed but fired back: “I watch porn. I
know what I’m doing.”

He laughed. “Porn ain’t real, sweetie. Bet
you couldn’t handle a real one.”

I felt bold (or stupid). “Wanna bet? Let
me give you a sloppy BJ. See if I can handle yours.”

He froze. Eyes darkened. “You’re
serious?”

I nodded, heart pounding. “Dare you.”

He stood up. Unzipped. Pulled it out.

Holy fuck.

Nine inches. Thick as my wrist veiny ropes bulging along the shaft, head
flared wide and flushed dark, already leaking a thick bead of precum. It curved
slightly upward, heavy balls low and full. The kind of cock that makes your
mouth water and your pussy clench just looking at it.

I stared. “Jesus…”

He smirked. “Told you porn ain’t real.
Still wanna try?”

I dropped to my knees. Wrapped both hands
around the base fingers barely met.
Stroked slow, feeling every vein pulse. Leaned in, licked the head salty, warm. Took him in my mouth jaw stretched wide immediately. Only the first
third fit. I sucked messy, spit dripping down the shaft, tongue swirling the
underside. He groaned low, hand gentle in my hair at first.

I bobbed deeper, gagging hard eyes watering, throat convulsing around the
head. Spit ran down my chin, onto my chest. He started thrusting gently “Good girl… take more…” I gagged louder, but
didn’t stop. Moaned around him, vibrations making him buck.

Then he pulled out. Lifted me like I weighed
nothing. Threw me on the couch. Ripped my shorts and panties off. Spread my
legs wide. Rubbed the head along my slit I was dripping. “You ready for this, virgin?”

I nodded. “Do it.”

He pushed in slow. The head alone stretched me
wide burning, intense. I gasped. Inch
two, three the thickness forcing my
walls to yield, veins dragging along every nerve. Four, five so full I could feel him in my stomach, the
curve pressing my G-spot. Six, seven pain mixing with pleasure, my pussy clenching
hard around him. Eight, nine finally
buried, hips flush, balls against my ass.

It hurt sharp, deep but so good I moaned. He stayed still a
moment, letting me adjust. Then started thrusting slow at first, letting me feel every inch pull
out and slam back in. The burn faded into pure pleasure. I wrapped my legs
around him, pulled him deeper. “Fuck me harder…”

He did hips snapping, balls slapping my ass, hand on
my throat lightly. I came hard shaking,
screaming, pussy pulsing around him. He kept going fucked me through it, pace brutal. Flipped me
onto my stomach, ass up. Slammed back in deeper angle, hitting my cervix every thrust.
I came again legs trembling, soaking the
couch.

He tensed. “Gonna cum…”

“In my mouth,” I gasped. “I want it all.”

He pulled out, flipped me around. Stroked fast
over my face. “Open.”

I did tongue out. Thick ropes hit my cheeks, lips,
chin warm, heavy, a lot. One landed on
my tongue; I swallowed. More followed I
kept my mouth open, letting him empty everything. Swallowed every drop, not
wasting a bit.