My cock was harder than ever, as I felt Monique straddle me, gripping my cock, and nudging it against her hot, wet opening, holy fuck, the idea of Monique thrusting her pussy down onto my cock, and ending my virginity...then another thought entered my mind. Dee, oh damn, Dee and I were going to lose our virginity to each other. My cock was painfully demanding the release, but I felt like I'd be letting Dee down, if I lost it right at this moment, even though my iron-hard prick demanded that I pay attention to it, and not what my thoughts were going through at this moment.
Monique noticed the expression cross my face, and she said softly, "What's wrong Kev? Don't you want me to take your cherry?"
I babbled, "Oh god, it sounds awesome, but you see...well...it's like this..."
Monique was ahead of me, and said, "This is about your girlfriend, right? You're both virgins, and you want to lose it to each other, right?"
I nodded, and said, "Yeah, Dee and I...well...we both..." and trailed off.
Monique gave me a knowing smile. She eased back a bit, lifting her entrance off the top of my cock, but she didn't climb off my body, she stayed where she was.
"I'm sure it sounds all romantic, but let me tell you about that. My husband and I were both virgins when we got married, and our wedding night was nothing to write home about. He was so excited, he rammed it in, I wasn't even warmed up yet, and my not-ready pussy being suddenly violated with 7 inches of hard cock was not the deflowering I had dreamed of. I'd been full of romantic crap, and now I was seeing and feeling what it was really like. I was letting out pained cries, feeling my cherry bursting, and having him ram every last bit in. My cries of pain excited him even more, thinking I was making cries of pleasure, he grabbed my legs, pulled them around his waist, and humped at me like a dog, and it took 10 seconds for him to cum, grunting and thrusting at me. I felt dazed as his cum flooded my pussy, and he growled at me like he thought it was sexy! He yanked himself out, kissed me on the cheek, told me how good it was, rolled over, and in less than 5 minutes, he was snoring away."
She paused, then continued, "I tried to get him to change, different positions, foreplay, but he wouldn't hear of it. He believed that as the man, he was the boss, and as long as the boss got his rocks off, then all was well with the world. Every night, after he'd gotten his, and was snoring away, I'd head into the guest bedroom, and with my trusty rabbit vibrating away inside my tunnel, the spinning beads massaging my lips, and the ears tickling my stiff clit, I'd get the release I needed, god, it felt so good to feel the waves of orgasm."
"After 4 months, I threw in the towel, kicked him out, and got a divorce. Then, I could pleasure myself in my own bed, and I did, every night. Thank god I was still on birth control while I was married, the idea of having a child and keeping me tethered to that poor excuse of a man for the rest of my life would have been horrible. So you see Kev, it sounds romantic, and stories puff it up as how great and loving it is, but it's not. She'll appreciate that you will know what you're doing, not fumbling around, hoping you don't blow your load all over her pussy before you even get it in."
My Mom, her eyes bright, joined in, "Moni's right baby. Your Dad and I were both virgins, and like Moni, our wedding night was a 1 or 2-minute ride, the gush, then the rolling over and going to sleep. I told your Dad how I felt, how I needed to be warmed up, like a car, before he could hop aboard and drive me."
"Fortunately, your Dad was eager to learn how to please me, and on our second night, he learned foreplay. I taught him where to kiss and lick me, how I liked it, what felt great, what felt good, and what didn't feel good. Your Dad was a good learner, when he had me all warmed up, I was aching to get his cock inside me, and our second night was true lovemaking, not some frenzied rabbit fuck."
"I was so ready, I reached orgasm first, and the gleam of heated lust in his eyes as he watched me in the throes of orgasm, my pussy clamping and unclamping around his shaft, took him over the top right behind me. I could feel his river of heated sperm pouring into me, and that brought a second orgasm roaring at me, and I could feel my tunnel tight around him, milking his stiff, wonderful cock for every drop."
