Evan

I felt her go entirely still in my arms and froze as well. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned it, but it was hard not to miss. I’d been dating girls for the past three years, and by now, it was easy to spot when a girl didn’t have any experience. While the idea had me hot, and I really didn’t want to scare her off whatever mission she was on to lose her virginity, I worried about hurting her.

At the same, it was kind of hard to believe a girl this sexy hadn't been fucked before. I mean damn, my dick had been hard the moment I laid eyes on her. How could she be a virgin?

“Does that turn you off?” She asked, voice low and subtly anxious.

“Not one little bit,” I promised, and leaned back in for a kiss.

She was stiff for a second, before she returned the kiss as best she could. I swirled my tongue in her mouth, pressed myself against her to let her know just what she was about to get and guided her tongue and her hands as she grew bolder. That she had no idea what to do, that she needed me to teach her, satisfied something primal inside of me, and my hands slid over her hips and around to cup her ass. The girl let out a squeak as I rocked my hips against hers, letting her feel me again, and I grinned.

I was so fucking hard for her, I wanted to rip off her skirt and panties and fuck right into her, but she was a virgin. I had to be a little more careful than that, or it wouldn’t be good for either of us. With that thought in mind, I went down on my knees.

She gasped. “What are you doing?”

I grinned up, thinking it was cute, how her voice went up in alarm, even as she struggled to be as quiet as possible. I could have told her not to bother. The guys on the other side weren’t waiting for us, they were having their fun waiting for us to finish, and with the loud music and how hammered everyone was getting from the spiked drinks, they wouldn’t hear us, unless she outright screamed.

“Can you let me try something?” I asked.

My hands held the sides of her hips, sliding her skirt up. She bit her lip and didn't say anything, and I took that as agreement. My eyes dropped in interest. I could see her panties in the dim light. They matched her bra, dark pink fabric with a lot of lace. I kissed the top line of her panties, slowly moving lower. She gasped above me as my hands touched the insides of her thighs, nudging them apart so I could get to where I wanted to the most.

I groaned at her feminine scent. With my thumbs rubbing the insides of her thighs, just at the edge of those panties, I kissed her harder through the fabric and heard her whimper as her body shook. I quickly grew impatient, though, and pulled her panties down her legs. I had her lift one leg to take it off, and left it at that, diving back in between her legs, this time with nothing in my way.

My tongue parted her folds, exploring her sex. She made a sound and shuddered, and I looked up to see her covering her mouth as she breathed hard, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. The sight was so hot; I had to reach down and adjust myself in my pants. Then, thinking over it, I undid my belt and opened my fly, palming myself as I went back to what I was doing.

I kept one hand on her thigh as I played her with my tongue. Little muffled whines left her as I flicked the tip of my tongue on her clit, over and over, before pressing flat and licking in broad swipes. Then, lower, teasing her entrance before pushing my tongue inside. I fucked her with my tongue, fisting my cock at the same time, and imagined what it would be like when I had her against the wall.

Just thinking about it wasn’t good enough for me. I slid one finger inside of her with my tongue on her clit. There was resistance, but she was wet enough, and I was too excited. I squeezed my cock around the base, before I stood up. I lifted up her thigh as I rose, bracing her body with mine against the wall.

“Hey,” I called to her softly.

She looked up at me, hand falling from her mouth. Her eyes were wet; cheeks flushed, lips bruised from my rough kisses, her expression dazed. I pushed aside the pride I felt because I was the reason she looked that way.

“Tell me you want this,” I said.

I waited, a little worried she would say no. In the next second, I was relieved when she nodded quickly.

“I want this, please, just make the ache stop.” Her words were like a balm to me and I sighed in relief.

“It’s going to hurt a little,” I warned.

Her hands clutched my shoulder, and I reached a hand down to position my cock. Just to tease us both, I rubbed the head of my dick on her clit. Then, I pressed against her entrance, and I paused. I ducked down my head, kissed her, the hand not holding my dick caressed one of her nipples to distract her. She slowly relaxed against me, letting out a groan, as her arms came around my shoulders.

When she was sufficiently ready, I pushed forward. I felt her tense as her walls parted around the head of my cock. She shuddered, whimpering, as I drove through some resistance until I was completely seated inside of her. Her small cry of pain tore through me, but I knew what I did next would make the slight pain worth it. And she’d never have to feel that pain ever again once it was gone.

I gave her a few seconds to get adjusted. I held myself still until she sighed with a new sound and I started to thrust my hips into her. I might only be 18, but I’ve had a good deal of practice in the last few years. The strokes were deep, slow, as I let her walls get used to the penetration and relax around me. The tension in her body lessened as well. After I made sure she was ready for something a little more intense, a sense of urgency grew in me, and I started to pick up my pace. I rolled my hips, made my thrusts faster, harder, and so much deeper. She was tight around me, and the scent of her perfume intensified as her skin heated up until all I could smell was her sex and the scent of her perfume. For a moment, I faltered as some brand new emotion rose within me. When her walls squeezed around me a shudder ran through my body and the emotion washed away.

“Is it good?” I asked, still trying to be careful.

She answered me with a groan that I took as a yes. I moved a little more languidly, but harder, which made her groan again. I had to press my head into her shoulder to muffle my own groan in response to hers. My cock slid in and out of her, rubbing against her walls slickly, bringing us both pleasure. I could feel some strain in my back and my thighs, and I thought of the two of us finding a room with a bed after this so we could do it all over again in comfort. I’d like to explore her fantastic body a little more, find out what that scent was maybe. With her lips right at my ear, I could hear the little gasps and moans that she tried to muffle as she clung to me with her arms around my shoulder and her leg wrapped around my hips. I was completely surrounded by this mysterious girl, and it added to my excitement.

Then, I felt it. Like electricity had shot into my spine, running up and down, then into my balls. I bit down on the skin of her neck, being careful not to leave a mark as I slammed into her. I felt her body shudder in my arms as she came at last, and I groaned in relief. Her walls were getting tighter and tighter around my cock, convulsing around me, and I gave a couple of sporadic thrusts and came, shooting deep inside of her.

I held her with the palms of my hands under ass as our bodies started to relax. We were still naked; my cock was still inside her. My body felt tired and achy, but the good kind of tired and achy. As she panted against my neck, I thought she felt the same.

I hesitated. I wanted to ask her to leave the party with me and go up to bedroom. I could ditch the guys outside the closet, find my room and continue. I leaned down when she opened her eyes, and kissed her. I was too busy kissing her to notice the noise outside increase until I heard someone banging on the closet door. We both went still.

“Hey! Evan, dude, you better get out of there! Someone called the cops!”

Fuck!

I pulled back, both of us shuddering as my cock slid out of her. Now that I was paying attention, I realized it had gotten very loud outside. I wasn’t sure who it was that had warned us, but I’d have to find him and thank him later.  It wasn’t the first time I threw a party where someone called the cops, and it was always every man for himself.

“Oh crap,” I heard her mutter.

We started grabbing for our clothes, quickly pulling them on. My pants had fallen to my knees, but I was better off. With the dim light, it was harder for her than it was for me. I opened the closet to step outside and heard and saw people running around in panic. My friend stood close by, looking anxiously at the closet and he glared at me when I opened the door.

“Dude, hurry up!” He hissed. “We gotta leave!”

“What happened,” I said back, ignoring him.

He shrugged, looking frustrated. “Who knows? It’s probably one of the neighbors around here, it was getting kind of loud outside, but whatever. You know the drill. If we don’t get out now, we’re dead meat.”

Of course, I knew. This wasn’t my first time running from the cops. I turned around to say something to her, but the closet door was wide open, and I could see she wasn’t inside.

Shit!

I looked around, but I couldn’t see her. The crowd had lessened a bit as I followed my friend out of the room. It was too late; though, I didn’t see her.

She was gone.