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I (19F) lost my virginity at the age of 18, a bit of a late bloomer compared to most girls. My family is quite senior in the local church community, and good Christian girls didn’t do it until they married.

The fair was in town over the holidays as I hit my 18th birthday. I went with some friends and got chatted up by one of the fair people, a guy named Manny. I never asked his age, he was probably mid 20’s. The second night I went back alone. He was there and I got to ride on all the rides free, plus he bought me a few beers.

We ended up back at his caravan. I’d never been kissed like that before, tongue in the mouth. I then felt his hands all over my body; I’d let guys feel my boobs, but never anything below the waist. He was rubbing the front of my pants and I felt like I was floating. When he touched my pussy, it was just pure pleasure. He then went down on me, and I had my first orgasm with somebody else; it was so lovely. I didn’t stop him when he took my panties off and got on top of me. He rubbed his penis through my labia. I almost screamed when I felt him enter me; it was magical. There was no pain, just pleasure, and I had another orgasm moments after he had fully penetrated me.

Even at 18, I knew Manny didn’t have any feelings for me; he just wanted to use my body, especially my pussy, for his enjoyment; and guess what? I didn’t care. I adored the feeling of a man’s cock in my vagina; it was a wonderful sexy feeling. Halfway through the sex he started sucking my breasts; this has become a lifelong love. I recall he started to groan and sped up, his dick going in and out of me very quickly, I felt him cum inside me. He wasn’t wearing any protection, and when I stood up, he laughed at the look on my face as what felt like a gallon of his spunk came rushing out of me and down my legs. I had assumed that the stuff stayed inside the woman’s body; I was so naive.

He asked me to stay for a drink, but I told him I needed to go as it was late. He said no issue; he would drive me home so I could stay a bit longer. I can’t remember what I drank, but it was laced with alcohol. Around half an hour later, I ask him to take me home, and he said sure after another fuck.

Manny then takes my jeans off and bends me over the couch, and enters me again. I was a little sore at first but soon got back into it. This time he was fast and furious; I again sensed I was being used and loved the sensation of my body being used by a man. Afterwards, he drove me home.

I woke up the next day terrified I was pregnant! I remember thinking I would have to commit suicide or run away if I was pregnant. All the previous night’s enjoyment left me in a wave of fear. I decided to go into town to get the morning-after pill I’d heard of. I then went to the bathroom to discover I’d come on during the night! I’ve never been so grateful for making a mess in my pijamas.

I don’t regret what I did at just 18 years of age; I had a brilliant first time and got away with it. It’s unfair that if I was male, I would have bragged about losing my virginity within days of becoming legally able to have sex, but due to my circumstances and the times it happened, I had to pretend I was virtuous until I was older. Manny, in the unlikely event you read this, sweetheart, thank you.

NSFW: yes

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