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That’s what happens.

I scream his name.

While his cock slides into my pussy.

Yeah, that’s what his cock does.

It slides into my pussy.

Into my pussy.

I scream his name and cling to his shoulders as pain shoots over me with a level of intensity that’s absolutely breathtaking. It’s so damned overpowering, and I feel tears stinging the corners of my eyes.

And that’s it.

That powerful pain is completely overwhelming. It’s just beyond anything in my experience. It hurts far, far worse than anything that has ever hurt me before. It’s absolutely terrible, completely evil.

And that’s it.

It’s over.

The pain lasts long enough for me to scream, “Clay!” and to cling onto his shoulders. Before I can really wrap my head around the fact that my eyes are filled with tears, the pain is gone. I don’t understand that at all. I mean, it hurt like crazy and now it doesn’t. With the pain gone, I go right back to being glad that I don’t tell Clay I’m a virgin.

Holy shit.

I’m not a virgin.

I’m not a virgin anymore!

I know you must think I’m silly. I mean, of course, I’m not a virgin. There’s a cock inside of my pussy.

Damn, it feels strange. I mean, I’m stretched out! I can’t believe how stretched I feel. I have, of course, no idea if that’s mostly because of the size of Clay’s cock or if that’s just what it feels like to have a cock inside of me. I don’t have any frame of reference for any of it, and…

“Clay!” I scream again. This time, I scream because I realize I’m still cumming. In fact, I’m cumming really, really hard. Now, though, I can feel my pussy clenching onto Clay’s cock. That changes the orgasm entirely. It makes it stronger. I mean, it makes it so much stronger! I want to scream Clay’s name again but there’s no way. I can barely breathe at this point.

And then, Clay starts moving.

It’s kind of surreal, actually, when he does because I realize only a second or two has passed since that first thrust into my pussy. I mean, it’s such a significant and important thing for me that it feels like time stopped or something but I’m only a non-virgin for twenty or thirty seconds here no matter how time seems to stop for me to reflect on it.

But when Clay starts moving…

Wow.

I want to tell you that I turned into some kind of perfect sex goddess, that I move my body like some kind of brilliant, completely sexual, and utterly sexy being. I want to tell you that I move in response to Clay’s thrusts in a way that makes me seem like some kind of a sex goddess.

Yeah, I can’t.

Because I’m instantly paralyzed. His thrusts make my orgasm more powerful, and I can’t take it. Every thrust drives me to a higher height so I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I can’t function. All I can do is experience gripping, overpowering pleasure that takes hold of me, squeezes, and doesn’t let go.

I mean, I don’t know what to do anyway. Well, I don’t have any experience doing it, anyway. I mean, sure, I know I need to move my body to meet his thrusts. I know I should wiggle about and stuff. I don’t have any experience but I’ve seen enough porn videos to know what a guy expects a girl to do. I’ve also fantasized about this moment forever. I mean, you don’t end up a twenty-two-year-old virgin without spending a lot of time thinking about what you’re going to do when you lose your virginity. I mean, I may not have any experience but I’ve most definitely gone over this in my mind. I’ve gone over it time and time again.

None of what I go over in my head involves lying on the bed with my legs spread and my arms around Clay’s shoulders but nothing else.

I can’t help it, though. I can’t move. I can’t think.

Holy shit, I’m not a virgin!

Well, okay. I guess there’s one thing I can think about, right? Clay moves and each of his thrusts seems to make my orgasm grow stronger. I don’t have any real frame of reference for any of this. All I know is that he’s fucking me. I’m being fucked.

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