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"Jane Saunders says you've got a big cock!" Blurted my sister Sally as she burst into the kitchen.
"What?" I exclaimed reeling in shock as I had never heard my sister talk of anything sexual.
"You screwed her didn't you?"
"Who told you that?" I stalled playing for time trying to find my bearings in unknown territory. Was it really little sister saying this?
"She did, she said you gave her the anti-virginity booster jab injection and fucked her brains out!"
Every time Sis used a word like fuck, screw or cock it was as if she were smashing me between the eyes with a verbal spade. I stood there speechless.
What had happened to my prude, coy sister who always got up to make a cup of tea anytime anything slightly sexy started on the TV?
"So?" Sally urged.
"So what?"
"Do you have a big cock?"
Again I staggered to speak, what the hell was I going to say to that? Even being modest these days was like a confession of inadequacy.
"That's none of your business," I weakly defended.
"Show me your cock?"
"Hey! Enough!"
"Oh, go on, just a peek?"
"What's got into you, last week you were iron-clad pantie wearing virgin and now you're talking like a streetwalker?"
"Its Jane, she's telling everyone about the poke you gave her in graphic detail."
Jane had surprised me, it was only a week ago she had called me around her house to have a chat. She was an attractive dark redhead, petite in build with sweet chipmunk face and flawless skin.
When I arrived she was dressed very smartly in a light grey skirt, white blouse, white stockings and black heels. Strange dress for a casual chat, I thought.
She invited me in and she sat opposite me on the sofa, always changing position and always giving me a delightful flash of her red panties and white stocking tops.
I didn't know if she was being a tease or it was just an accident but as our conversation moved on the answer soon came to the fore.
"I'm a virgin," she announced out of the blue.
"So?"
"I'm twenty years old and still a virgin and I hate it," she sighed.
"It's not a disease," I joked, "wait for that someone special, you don't want to just do it for the sake of it."
"I do, I'm just so horny, I'm sure its this road we live in, all girls and all virgins at our age!"
It was true, our little cul-de-sac was isolated with an abundance of bookish girls who had never been seen with a boy.
"Is my sister a virgin?" I mischievously asked.
"Of course she is! We all are, Me, Sally, Gemma and Ann-Marie all grown up and never been nailed!"
I laughed at her honesty and mewed over the reason why so many attractive girls had kept their honour intact.
Ann-Marie was a tall willowy blonde, flat-chested and very shy; Gemma was a pocket rocket, all curves and bouncing boobs; My sister I had never really thought about. She had all the assets, big boobs, long legs and long black hair. They all dressed sexily; heels, short skirts, plunging necklines and sexy lingerie.
Why none of them had managed to get laid was beyond me. They were all rather bookish and must have kept to themselves at university.
"Why do men always have to boast about the girls they bed?" Jane asked seriously, "I wouldn't mind doing it but for them telling all and sundry that bothers me."
"Its just male bravado, they have to tell all to prove they're' a man."
"You never tell," observed Jane as once more she opened her legs giving me an enticing glimpse of her red panties.
"I was lucky the girl that took my virginity, got me up, got me in and even grabbed and rocked my bum back and forth to give a rhythm," I elaborated as Jane once more moved her legs giving me another panties flash.
"All I did was give a sperm donation at the end, hardly anything to brag about." I joked as Jane came to rest with both her feet parted and her knees pulled up under her chin.
This time I got a long look at Janes red panties as she gave me a sultry look over the top of her knees.
"Does your bra match the colour of your panties?" I asked.
Jane spread her legs slightly wider and brought her hands down to her hips,
"That's for you to find out." She teased.
I slowly stripped Jane in the low light of her bedroom, unbuttoning her blouse, button by button, kissing in her ever plunging neckline.
"Oh come on," she protested, "just fuck me," she snapped in anxious desperation as she roughly pulled off her blouse. She stood up and quickly unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She looked magnificent standing in her red bra and matching panties with white stockings desperate to be screwed.
She was in a hurry and so I hurried with her. I picked her up in her sexy lingerie and laid her on the bed. I stripped off and saw her size me up with a hopeless poker face. She was frightened and was already biting her lip.
I got between her legs and pulled her panties up and off her legs. She had a neatly trimmed virgin pussy ready for my cock.
I opened her slit up pushing my hard cock head up along it, caressing her between her pussy lips and clit as Jane tensed up. I pulled back and lowered my hardhead to her opening and slowly pushed in. Fuck she was tight and not ready. She cried out.
"Are you okay, just take your time and stretch around me," I implored.
"No, just fuck me," she rasped.
I pushed on in, my foreskin stinging as it was fiercely pulled back in Janes tight pussy. I painfully inched in, Jane wailing out with every minute move in her. Are you okay? I kept asking daringly only to be reprimanded by her saying, "Just fuck me!"
Every move into her feet like I was going to rip my foreskin off making me rasp in her dryness.
I eventually took her to the balls, both of us making squeals of pain by my arrival at the station.
She was incredibly tight and I stayed deep in her and started to kiss her neck while she opened and moistened up.
"Come on fuck me!" She cried.
"But you're not ready."
"You're in aren't you, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" She frantically begged.
I had tried to play the gentle lover but it wasn't what she wanted and so I changed tack and went to give her a swift fuck.
I pulled back and slammed into her and she cried out loud. There was no stopping me this time, she was going to get what she had asked for.
I beat away at her tight virgin gash and she bit into my neck to ride out her pain.
She screamed into my neck with every shunt before I had to shake her off as her bite was too painful. Once her mouth was off she screamed into my ear. I looked up and stared into her gnarled waterlogged face crying out with every poke of my cock.
"Are you okay?" I asked foolishly.
"Yes!" She yelled! "Fuck me," she cried out loud.
Her nails scratched at my back as the tightness of her pussy quickly brought me to the brink. I accelerated down the home straight, pumping her hard and fast and she screamed and cried, tears rolling down her cheeks as I piston fucked her at speed quickly exploding into her.
Droplets rolled down her faces from her closed eyes, she grimaced face tightening every time I shifted into her. A face of pain squealing and struggling to ride my inserts.
As soon as I ejaculated I slowed down to empty into her not wanting to cause any more pain.
