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I attempted to put the first few inches in, but Imani placed her hands on my abs, stopping me with her small fist.
“Baby, you not gon’ feel it if you don’t let me go. Move your hands. Let daddy handle that pussy,” I said, looking down at bae, and I could tell that she was in pain. Shit, I wasn’t about to sit here and brag on my dick, but I will admit that my shit was indeed big as fuck. Eventually, she moved her hands and I was able to get a little bit in.
“Shh…Shhaarrdd!” Mani screamed, trying to push me back again, but I was able to catch her arms this time and place them over her head. This was the part I hated, trying to break them in. I had taken plenty of girl’s virginity, but this was different. This was my future wife, so I had to be gentle with her.
“That’s it baby, take that dick for daddy,” I said, putting the rest of my dick in her. Her face was drenched in tears, but the hard part was over now.
She gasped real loud and once she felt my entire dick fill her up, she released a satisfied sigh. I wasn’t about to show her lil ass no mercy anymore at all. Her tight walls were squeezing down on my dick in the process, so I plunged my dick back inside and she tried to remove her hands from the grip that I had on them.
“Shard...you’re hurting me baby,” she cried.
After that, I gave her slow, deep strokes because I didn’t want to hurt my baby. Next time, I wasn’t going to be so gentle, though. I cuffed one of
her legs in the crook of my arm and tried my best to go deep into her, while I leaned over to suck on her nipple. Imani was so fuckin tight, so I had a hard time trying to break her ass in, but the feeling that I was getting was fuckin great. Inside of her was so wet, warm, and tight. Her pussy got wetter, and I was able to slide the whole thing back inside of her. I started picking up my speed while holding onto both of my small ankles in the air. Imani constantly dug her nails in my chest and tried so hard to get away, but I wasn’t letting her move. Imani had my head gone. The pussy was way too good, and it made me even horny to know that I was the only one to get between that gold between her legs.
“Fuccckk baby, I’m gonna cummm,” she moaned, looking up at me with those sexy ass eyes.
“Shit baby, gone head,” I said, watching as her face contorted as she released that big ass orgasm that released cum and some blood as well. She came, and I pulled out and nutted on my shirt that I had on the floor.
“Shit girl,” I said, pulling her up and placing my pajama pants up under her.
“A nigga just popped your fuckin cherry girl,” I said, amazed. I really couldn’t believe that Imani had given up the pussy. I swear, I planned on hitting this for the rest of my damn life.
“I know and I’m embarrassed,” she said, seeing the blood that had fallen onto the couch.
“Girl, I ain’t tripping off that,” I said, going over to her and picking her. I carried her upstairs and we got into the shower together.
“You know what this means right?” I asked, kissing the top of her head as she stood up under the water.
“What?” she asked, smiling at me.
“You my girl now. Any nigga you was talking to before, dead that shit. I don’t want to hear no shit. It’s all about you, if you just let me do my job,” I said seriously.
“Well, I wasn’t talking to no other niggas, but the same applies for you! No bitches calling your phone Shard, and I’m serious. Respect me like how I’ll respect you,” she said, standing on her tip toes so that we were face-to-face.
“I got you, lil one” I said, smiling.
After we finished washing each other up, we got out of the shower and dried off. I kept my towel wrapped around my waist while I went inside my drawer so that I could give Imani one of my shirts to throw on. After she put it on, I slipped on a pair of Nautica boxers and we climbed in the bed together. Shit, a nigga could get used to this!
“So much for you saying that you weren’t going to fuck with me and that I was going to sleep in the guest bedroom. I ended up getting my cherry popped,” Imani joked, lying her head on my chest.
Laughing, I said, “Wasn’t now way in hell I was gon’ sleep tonight without breaking your ass in,” I said, pulling her closer.
When I looked down, I noticed that her lil ass had fallen asleep. A nigga couldn’t even have pillow talk with her ass because she had tapped out. I reached over on my dresser and retrieved the blunt that I had sitting there. After lighting it, I inhaled that good shit for the next ten minutes while Imani slept peacefully. She didn’t stir once. I finished off the blunt, turned off the lamp, and pulled her close to me. This was only the beginning for Imani and Shard.
Chapter 17: Imani
I woke up the next morning feeling like a new woman. I had just got my cherry popped last night, and I was on cloud nine right about now. I swore up and down that I wasn’t going to do nothing with Rashard last night, but I ended up giving him something that I could never take back. and I honestly didn’t regret it at all. I experienced every bit of pain that I could possibly imagine in the process though, but I felt that it was all worth it because in the end, his dick going in and out of me was the best feeling in the world. I’m not going to lie, I was a little embarrassed from crying like a little punk but shit, I bet I’m not the first to cry while losing their virginity, and I damn sure won’t be the last. When I would hear Breesha’s loud ass in the room at night, fuckin with Dontae, I would always feel as if she was just doing the most, but hell no, good dick will make your ass hit high screams that you never thought that you would be able to hit before. I looked over to the left of me, and Rashard was still asleep. I quietly got out of the bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
I stepped back inside the bedroom, and Rashard was up now. I had the towel wrapped around my waist and I was walking with a slight limp, due to the way he handled my pussy last night. I was so sore while I was taking my shower, and I had to be very careful while I was cleaning my vagina. When I got home tonight, I was going to soak with some Epsom salt.
“Come here,” Rashard told me.
I walked over to him and stood directly in front of him. He pulled me by the front of my towel and sat me down on his lap.
“Where you going this morning? You trying to leave daddy already?” he asked. I gave him a kiss on his lips and shook my head no.
“I have class this morning, baby,” I said.
