The Night I Lost My Virginity
I had been dreaming of this night for years, ever since I had hit puberty, the night I’d finally manage to lose my virginity. It had always been a goal of mine to get out there and make it happen. I had finally plucked up the courage to seek out someone who could help me make it happen.
I’ve never been a huge risk taker, so I decided to play it safe by hiring a professional escort from an online service. This was a decision I’d thought long and hard about, but in the end I decided it would give me the best chance of experiencing something that was controlled, safe and most of all, unforgettable.
A few days before the big night, I nervously made the call and arranged for a woman called Rose to come and visit me at a hotel near my house. When I opened the door, my heart skipped a beat. She was even more stunning than her photos had suggested. Her curves were extraordinary and her beauty was breathtaking.
As she walked into the room I could feel the electricity between us. We may have been strangers, but it was almost like a connection was forged the minute she stepped over the threshold. We both recognised the power of the moment and embraced it.
Rose sauntered towards me and took my hand. She led me to the bed and asked me to lie down on my back. I complied, my mind racing with anticipation of what was about to happen. Rose then commenced what would become the most extraordinary evening of my life.
First she touched me. Her fingertips softly gliding over my body, exploring my curves, paying particular attention to my most sensitive spots, like my nipples and my inner thighs. She licked my neck and my chest, sending shivers of pleasure through my body.
Rose then moved her lips down to my stomach, alternating between soft kisses and gentle nips at my skin, before making her way towards my crotch. With incredible skill, she proceeded to give me the most amazing blowjob I have ever experienced.
With every move of her lips, I felt my inhibitions melt away. I felt my body change in response to her touch and I could feel the pleasure slowly rising up inside me. I remember thinking to myself, this is what it must feel like to be loved.
Rose was an expert at her craft, teasing and tantalizing me until I was ready to explode. With one last lingering kiss, she left me quivering in pleasure then rolled onto her back. She motioned for me to come towards her and I complied, eager to experience the same pleasure I had just provided her.
Lying between her legs, I felt my heart start to race with anticipation and excitement. With trembling hands, I slowly moved my body, ever closer to hers, until I was fully inside her. I expected it to be incredibly uncomfortable, and it was, but there was also something incredibly satisfying about finally being in the position of a man, making love to a woman.
We moved together, our skin slick with sweat as she softly moaned in pleasure. My body felt like it was on fire, and I remember thinking, “This is it, this is what it feels like to lose your virginity,” and it felt amazing.
I rocked my hips in time with her, and our pleasure intensified with each thrust. She screamed in ecstasy and I felt myself spiralling out of control. I allowed myself to be consumed by the moment and just enjoy it as we both reached our peak certain completion.
We lay in each other’s arms, afterwards, both exhausted but fulfilled. Rose asked if I was happy and I grinned and nodded. I thanked her for making that night one of the most special nights of my life. We bid each other a fond farewell and our paths never crossed again, but that night will always stay with me.
That night showed me just how powerful and beautiful sex can be. It was a beautiful moment that I cherish and will never forget. Most of all it was a night that showed me how important it was to love and be loved in return.