Untouched

“Goddamn it, Megan. You’re a virgin?”

Red blossoms on her cheeks, and she nods her head slightly. I can see little tears start to form in the corners of her eyes, and it nearly breaks my heart.

“Oh God, baby, don’t cry. I’m so sorry.” I feel like an asshole. I should have been gentler. I never thought she could be a virgin with the way she’s been acting, but knowing I’m the only man to have been inside her makes me almost cum on the spot.

I lean down and kiss her cheeks, holding her to me, trying to comfort her and doing my best to keep myself from embarrassing myself by unloading all my cum into her. Fuck, I shouldn’t be doing this. I’m balls-deep in untouched pussy, and I can’t make myself pull out. She’s squeezing me tighter than anything I’ve ever felt, and all I can think about is fucking her hard and deep to try to break her in.

I look into her eyes, and she gives me a little smile. “You want me to pull out, baby? This should’ve been better for you. We shouldn’t be doing it like this.”

Her eyes get big, and she shakes her head. “Please don’t stop. I want this. I want you. Don’t you feel it?” She puts her hand on my heart, and I know what she means. The connection between us is real.

“You’re not on any birth control, are you?” I can’t believe I didn’t remember to put on a condom, something I’d never done in my whole life. Fuck, she has me twisted.

She has the decency to blush again, and shakes her head.

“Fuck.” My dick twitches at that answer, the image of her, swollen with my child, fills my mind. The sudden urge to breed her and make her mine drives me crazy. Everyone would know without a doubt that she belongs to me. But I think better of it and decide not to cum in her. “Fine. I’ll fuck you, but I’ll pull out.”

“I want you inside me. All of you,” she pleads, and I’m not sure she knows what she’s asking for.

“No,” is all I say in response, because it’s all I can say. If we keep talking about me cumming in her virgin pussy, this is going to be over before it starts.

I pull out a little and push back in, letting her feel how much I want it. She tilts her hips up, inviting me inside her tight body, and when I thrust hard, I feel myself hit her cervix. If I push up against that and cum, I know she’ll get pregnant. Cumming right inside her would breed her instantly.

That thought makes me cum inside her a little, and I feel my seed spreading against her virgin walls, making the thought of pulling out that much harder.

Her pussy clenches me so tightly, and I reach down to rub her hard clit, wanting to pull another orgasm from her body. It only takes a few strokes of my thumb and a couple of thrusts from my raw cock before her cunt is singing for me. She squeezes me harder, and I feel a flood of cunt juice run down my balls.

“Goddamn it. I’m gonna cum.” I go to pull out, but her legs lock around my ass and pull me further into her. I could probably break free if I tried, but I don’t want to. I want to cum in her bare cunt. “Megan, I could get you pregnant.”

She moans and pushes me deeper inside her.

“Fuck.” Shoving my face in her neck, I thrust hard, pulling her hips against me with both hands, and I feel the tip of my cock nudge her cervix again. I close my eyes and empty into her.

“You’re mine now,” I say, feeling her nod against me.

I still can’t believe that was only Saturday. She passed out before I even pulled myself from her body, so I had to carry her back to her room. I hated leaving her, but what choice did we really have? I cleaned between her legs before returning to my own room, where I stared down at the bed. Her virgin blood and my cum were mixed together on the sheet. I pulled it from the bed and folded it up, hiding it away in my dresser. What I really wanted was to hang it out the window for all the world to see. It now made sense when I heard tales of kings hanging sheets smeared with their virgin bride’s blood out for all to see.

Glancing over at the clock, I see it’s 1 a.m., and she’s fast asleep on top of me. I came in here to talk to her, but seeing her sleeping like that got the better of me. We both have to be up early for school, and I know I need to talk to her, reassure her of what’s happening here. I’ve been avoiding and ignoring her as best I can.