Venus
We've been standing in her stairwell on the 2nd-floor landing, near the window, kissing for about 20 minutes now. We're kissing passionately and insatiably; my tongue is like a crazy thing sliding around in her mouth, intertwining with her playful little tongue. In the breaks between kisses, she tells me that her family is in full swing preparing for the wedding, buying up all sorts of scarce goods wherever they can. I listen to her, agreeing here and there; she has soft, warm, slightly puffy lips, feverish breath that's not very clean, but I'm no longer paying attention to that. My right hand has long been under the collar of her blouse and, having moved her bra aside, is resting on her small, firm breast. We're in love, as she believes, even though we've only known each other for a week.
It all happened spontaneously; I didn't promise her anything, but for some reason she decided we absolutely must get married. She's short, quite slender, she's 20 years old and studies at the local pedagogical institute. We met on a train, and I live in another city, 200 km away. But I periodically come to visit her on weekends. We walk around the city, then kiss for a long time in the stairwell, and afterwards we go to her place, where we drink tea with her grandmother, after which I'm put to bed in the next room, and she sleeps under the watchful eye of her vigilant grandmother. And today, after our walk around the city, we secluded ourselves in her stairwell and are kissing, and not just kissing; I'm holding her by the butt with one hand, pressing her to me, and with the other I'm caressing her breast. But that's not enough for me, and today I decided to put an end to our strange relationship. Silently, I scoop her up by the thighs and, lifting her, sit her on the windowsill; she gasps in surprise, but that's not all. I throw her legs over my shoulders, place my hands on her hips, and with a sharp movement pull her towards me, simultaneously diving my head under her skirt and pressing my face into her crotch. Into the warm darkness of the girl's inner thighs. She's wearing simple knitted stockings with elastic bands; my lips touch the moist crotch covered by white panties, and I inhale the slightly sharp and pungent smell of her pussy. She convulsively tries to push my head out from under her skirt and close her widely spread legs."Why?... don't..." But I hold her firmly by the hips, continuing to press my lips into the thin fabric of her panties, beneath which I feel the bulge of her pubis, the fragrant intimate moisture, and the hair framing this exciting place.
I loosen my grip a little and, pulling my head out from under her skirt, say:
"Listen, darling... we're getting married soon, and I have a question... which I've been hesitant to ask, but which needs to be voiced anyway."
"What question?" she says in a trembling voice. Venus. Sweetheart, darling... you... are you a virgin, or was there something before me?"
"Of course I'm a virgin! Let me go, what are you doing, you shameless man!"
"Sorry, sorry! But I love you and I have to make sure."
"You can make sure after the wedding!"
"I want to now..."
"Don't even think about it! I won't give it to you before the wedding...!"
"And I'm not asking you to give yourself to me. I'll just check that you're a virgin, that's all."
"Well... please... darling... understand me?" She hesitantly remains silent for a while. Then she says: "Okay. And how do you imagine that?"
"It's very simple; the main thing is you're not afraid of anything, trust me, I love you and won't hurt you. Just sit still." I lift the hem of her skirt higher, exposing her crotch, and move the edge of her panties aside. Before me is her bare pubis and two burgundy folds framed by black hairs. I inhale the intimate aroma of the girl's pussy, tart, slightly sharp, and warm. A wonderful bouquet, impossible to resist. I press my lips to this honeyed cleft between Venus's legs, kiss it, run my tongue along the slit, enjoying the aroma and taste of virginity. She gasps and suddenly, wrapping her arms around my head, presses it to her crotch. My tongue slides deeper and reaches the hymen. I firmly squeeze her
thighs and continue to caress Venus's intimate charms with my tongue. A fine tremor shakes Venus's thighs; her pussy releases an abundant portion of intimate juice, which moistens my lips and face. I wipe my face with the hem of her skirt and let Venus down to the floor. She hugs me tightly and, burying her face, asks: "What was that? I'm so ashamed."
"Well, what, darling... it's natural, you just came, or as they say, had an orgasm."
"Does that really happen? I thought an orgasm was when a man has intercourse with a girl."
"But here you were kissing me there... between my legs... and at some point I almost lost consciousness."
"Did you like how I checked your virginity?"
"You silly!" She blushes. "To be honest, it was something unusual. My legs are still shaking."
"Get undressed," I whispered, "please."
She stood up and began to take off her skirt, then pulled down her panties in one motion. She was left only in her stockings. I pulled Venus to me. We started kissing, standing by the sofa; our hot breath filled the room. I caressed and touched her everywhere.
"Venus, do you want to see my cock?" I asked. "I don't know, I'm afraid," she whispered, her lips trembling.
I took her words my own way. I jumped up and hurriedly, getting tangled in the legs, took off my trousers. Then decisively, as if jumping into cold water, I dropped my underwear.
"Wow," Venus said quietly and in amazement.
"What?" I asked guiltily.
"Why do you need one like that?"
"For you, come here," I whispered and took her hand.
"Igor, what are you doing, it's impossible, I'm afraid. We shouldn't..."
"Just a little, darling, you'll see, just a little, I'll only be on top..."
I pressed the girl to me; her naked stomach pressed against my naked stomach, and my hard, heated cock was between her thighs. I pulled her onto the sofa, and we lay down again. I began kissing her neck, breasts, warm, firm tummy, went lower to her crotch, to the convex triangle of her pubis framed by curly hair, and the moistly glistening pink lips of her vagina with the protruding pink tongue of her clitoris. I pressed my lips to her mound and began licking the moist folds and the tongue of her clitoris. The mind-blowing aroma of Venus's intimate charms was driving me crazy. The tart, slightly sharp smell and salty taste of her virgin pussy mixed with the sweetish, cloying smell of a girl's sweat created a unique bouquet of depravity.
"Igor, you're crazy, what are you doing," she whispered feverishly.
"Please, Venus, please, I won't do anything bad to you."
"No, no, I'm afraid, Igor, don't, let's wait until the wedding." I still spread her legs and wedged myself between Venus's thighs.
"Well, don't squeeze your legs so tight, sweetheart, well, please, I want it so much... Spread them..."
"Don't, mommy, oh, don't!"
"Venus, don't be afraid, I'll just rub my cock on top, like this, don't be afraid, like this."
"Oh, Igor, Igor. Oh!"
"Darling, well, don't be afraid, I promise, I'll only be on top, like this, it feels good for you, right?" I moved the head of my cock along the lips of her pussy.
"Yes! Only like this. That's probably okay, right? Oh, oh, Igor! Oh!" I thrust my hips and my cock pressed a little into the narrow opening of her vagina. She jerked, trying to push me away, but I grabbed her shoulders more firmly, pressed Venus harder to the bed, and increased the pressure with my hips, trying with short thrusts to push my cock deeper inside her body, overcoming the virgin barrier. Ooh..oo.. oh. Oh...a.a.a.
"Venus, my girl, I... Aah! Venus! Venus... Darling... Aah! Aah!" It hurt me, but the sensation of the cock head relentlessly spreading the narrow walls of her pussy compensated for all the discomfort. And then my cock entered completely, and my pubis rested against hers.
And silence fell. And peace. Only our breathing was still noisy. I was blissful being inside Venus's body. Her pussy tightly squeezed my cock.
"God, Igor, what have you done?" I heard her muffled voice. And I began to move rhythmically inside her vagina; my cock, like a powerful piston, rammed her narrow hole, widening it. Her pussy had already secreted abundant juices and became slippery; my cock entered between Venus's legs freely and faster and faster. Finally, a spasm shook my hips, and I with relief discharged a tight stream of sperm, irrigating Venus's depths. Breathing heavily, I lay on her, burying my nose in her neck, inhaling the slightly sweetish aroma of her heated body. Finally, my cock went limp and, with a smacking sound, slipped out of the girl's wet vagina. I rolled off to the side and lay on my back next to her. Venus got up from the sofa and headed to the bathroom; I noticed traces of blood and my sperm on her thighs. And on my cock, there were also streaks of blood. I broke her virginity. The first one. Two more remain. That's the ass and the mouth. I can't delay; since things have gone this far, I need to claim all the holes today. Venus returns from the bathroom and lies down next to me. I hug her, kiss her on the lips.
"Now I'm your woman," she says. "What will we tell our parents?"
"What do they have to do with it? I'm your future husband! And you're my wife, future, and the fact that everything happened earlier is even good!"
"And how is that good?"
"Today we'll get to know each other completely, feel each other."
"You want to continue?"
"Of course!"
"But everything still hurts down there."
"Just listen to me, and everything will be wonderful."
"Turn over on your tummy. I'll caress your little butt..."
Venus lay on her stomach, presenting her luxurious ass to my gaze. I pressed my lips to the cool hemisphere, began kissing and kneading the firm hemispheres of Venus's ass with my hands. I spread her buttocks with my hands, revealing the pink rosette of her sphincter, licked the wrinkled rose with my tongue, sensing the subtle aroma of a girl's sweat mixed with the barely perceptible smell of anal secretions. My cock tensed and hardened. I wanted to play a little more. Just kneading her ass was no longer as interesting. I took my erect cock in my hand and, pressing, ran its tight, burning head over the silky skin of her buttocks, along the deep vertical groove between them. And over the little rosette just below its center. "But... that's perversion..." Venus whispered.
"Who told you that?" I pretended to be surprised.
"Do you really want to go there?" Venus asked quietly. And after a short pause.
"Well, okay... only, be careful... okay?"
"It's my first time... there..."
A hot wave washed over me. I began kissing her buttocks, then touched the sphincter rosette with my tongue and began licking it, generously moistening it with my saliva.
She shivered with a chill:
"It tickles. ... but it's nice!" I gently pressed her to the bed, covering Venus's back with kisses, and immediately went on the assault on the exposed white hemispheres of her magnificent ass; my finger easily slid into the generously saliva-lubricated hole of her anus. Venus jerked but remained silent, and I inserted a second finger into her ass, began twisting, pushing in and pulling my fingers out of the tight anal.
"This is so your butt gets used to it a little," I whispered in her ear.
"I understand..." Venus exhaled.
Then I took the hard shaft of my cock in my hand and tried to direct the head into the sphincter opening.
It didn't work right away. I told her to relax. She whispered that she was trying. But everything was still tight there. The head of my cock slid along the slit and didn't want to get into the narrow hole of the virgin sphincter. Finally, her muscles relaxed, and I began to press the head of my cock into the anal opening. She jerked, moved forward. But I was already there. Digging my hands into her tensed rear, I rushed after her. Leaned on her. And pushed deeper. The head, and then the entire shaft of my cock, began slowly sinking into her tight virgin ass. Venus moaned. "Does it hurt?" I sympathized, though not thinking of letting her ass out of my hands.
"Yes... No... I don't know..." she babbled.
"It's unusual..."
"Can you feel it?" suddenly burst out of me unexpectedly.
"Yes..." she exhaled after a pause.
"What's it like?"
"It's... warm... hard... big..." she said in a strained, breaking voice.
"Moving..."
"Are you comfortable? Does it hurt?"
"It's okay... yes..."
"Good... okay... I'll move like this... gently"
"No... thing..."
"Now you! Yourself!.." And I repeated, "Yourself!"
For a minute, I only heard her heavy breathing. Then Venus's milky body
trembled and slowly moved back, impaling itself on my cock, which glistened from the secretions of her rectum. The mixed smell of a girl's sweat and the secretions of her sphincter created a unique aroma of anal depravity.
"Further!" I said when the obedient Venus stopped halfway. Her rear noticeably trembled.
"Move further! More!"
I again dug my hands into the girl's flesh and noticed with surprise that the girl under me was trying to move her hips, moving her ass to meet me. Moaning, she continued to impale herself on my cock. And then I, feeling a thick portion of sperm about to burst out, discharged all the power of the charge accumulated in me. I lay on her, my cock buried to the balls, and shaking in sweet convulsions, I poured out sperm, filling Venus's tight ass with thick, sticky fluid. My cock went limp and, with a loud smack, slipped out of the girl's anus; I wearily fell back onto the sofa, and Venus rushed to the bathroom at a run. Naturally, I followed her. She stood in the bathroom and, slightly squatting, washed her ass and pussy. I also climbed into the bathtub with her and washed my cock of the remnants of sperm, shit, and blood.
"The hole in my butt has gotten big!"
she said in surprise.
"It'll soon become like it