Nineteen year old virgin

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Deena sat in the bar. Alone, mulling over her drink, she sighed. She was supposed to be in London with her best friend, but unfortunately his second cousin or something had gotten knocked up, so he was away in France helping to plan a shotgun wedding. She'd called around and asked if other friends might come back early but they all apologetically said they were still on vacation with family or still working their internships. So here she was, alone for another two weeks until the term started.

In the midst of her wallowing, she didn't notice another patron enter and sit beside her. His introduction brought her out of her lonely stupor.

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"This seat taken?"

Deena sat up with a start and looked over. Sitting next to her was a well-dressed middle aged black man. He had a shaved head, muscular body, and a devilishly handsome smile framed with a well-kept beard. Slung over his shoulder was a camera bag and backpack.

"By all means." Deena said politely. He took a seat next to her and ordered a drink.

"I can't tell you how refreshing it is to see someone your age. You're the first person here under fifty that I've seen all day. I'm liam." He said, extending his hand.

"That's because school hasn't started yet," responded Deena, shaking his hand, "you're early by about two weeks, and until then this town is pretty quiet." She silently marvelled at how firm and commanding his grip was.

"Oh I know. The school hired me to take some promo photos of the campus so they could update their recruitment stuff. I figured I'd come here early and get some before and after shots."

"Oh wow! You're a professional photographer?" Deena's interest suddenly skyrocketed. She was a member of the fashion club and an avid photographer herself. Whatever her career was after university, she hoped to continue to include it in her life in some way.

"Freelance, I like my freedom." Liam laughed. "This job for your uni is more of a 'get some savings in the bank' job rather than enjoyment."

"Oh? So what other stuff do you shoot?" Deena asked curiously.

"Nature, fashion shows, and...other stuff." Liam laughed.

"What kind of other stuff?"

"Nothing you'd be interested in. I was able to shoot in Milan too. ``Liam changed the subject quickly.

Deena quickly took him up on his offer and leaned in next to him. They spent the next hour or so looking over Liam’s work. He also took this time to realise how beautiful this young girl was. She was beautiful enough she only needed a bit of eye shadow and mascara to make her face pop, her white shirt kept teasing what looked like a black lace bralette underneath, and the way her legs were crossed in her skirt made it ride up, leaving him tantalisingly close to seeing more. The girl was dressed like sin... and yet, she seemed oblivious to what she was doing. He was sure she knew she was attractive, but she had no idea how her persona came off.

They spent the rest of the evening together and Before she knew it, she found herself at his door and in his bedroom.


Liam Slowly reached over and Deena allowed him to take her hand, as he placed it gently over the fabric of his sweatpants. She softly gripped as they both moaned. He took her chin and guided her lustful gaze from his cock to his face. They looked at each other only a moment before their lips met. Deena knew she shouldn't, with a man old enough to be her father, but she couldn't resist. His lips felt so good on hers, his tongue felt amazing, plundering her mouth in a passionate kiss. She kept rubbing his cock over his sweatpants, searching for the base as it seemed to continue forever. She kept moaning into his mouth, words lost in their fiery passion.

He reached over and unbuttoned her blouse, as she used her free hand to manoeuvre his shirt off. She moaned again as she saw his well toned muscles, as he slipped her clothes from her body, and deftly unhooked her black bra. They sat for a minute, staring at one another before he lowered his mouth to her nipple as she quaked. Deena had never felt this level of pleasure, a fire running through her body from the nipple in Loam’s mouth right down to her sopping wet core. She moved her hand from stroking him off over his sweatpants to free his cock.

Liam jerked in shock and pleasure as he felt Deena's small hand around him, trying to stroke him under his restrictive sweats. He broke his lips from her breasts and captured her in another kiss as she moaned. As they made eye contact, they both paused, then separated, jumping up from the bed as Liam stripped out of his sweats and briefs, and Deena unzipped her skirt and stepped out of her panties.

They admired each other's nude bodies before Deena's eyes locked onto LIAM's cock. He was so much bigger than he'd felt, if that was possible. His black monster stood an astounding eleven inches, and was thicker than anything she'd seen before. He was at least three times the size of Chris.

She slowly reached her hands down, first running one hand down his entire length as he shuddered, then wrapping both around his hard cock. He shuddered as his cock twitched under her soft, gentle touch. She descended to her knees, almost as if in a trance, coming face to face with his head. The first thing that struck her was the smell. No, not smell, it wasn’t dirty and grungy, Liam awoke something primal in her. She smiled up at him as she inhaled. He was intoxicating. She slowly moved one hand from his cock down to fondle his balls. They both moaned as she felt the heat of his sperm.

Liam leaned back and let out a long groan as Deena explored. He'd had plenty of women, but none compared to Deena. They all either saw him as some cheap porn like conquest to be had after their boudoir shoots, or baulked once they saw how big he truly was. The ones that made it to the bedroom were never able to take his full length. Yet here Deena was, the first girl to be truly curious about exploring him. Other woman who had given him hand jobs just seemed to tug at him like he was some huge dildo, and here was Deena, gently caressing him.

Deena noticed his pre cum as she handled her new toy. She looked up at Liam and saw his eyes closed and mouth ajar. She leaned forward, giving his slit a gentle kiss.

He twitched again in her hand as his eyes snapped open and made contact with her innocent face. She looked at him with those adorable brown eyes, comforting and mysterious at the same time as she gave him another lick, then another, as she continued to stroke him.

Liam knew he was close. He could feel it as Deena tongued his head and continued to milk him.

"Deena, fuck that feels so good. You're going to make me cum."

Instead of backing off, she instead doubled her effort. She started trying to fit him, inch by inch, down her throat, moving one hand off his cock to start coaxing his balls. When she looked up at him with those adorable, innocent eyes it finally set him off. Liam exploded into her mouth, spurt after spurt of his hot cum coursing down her throat.

Deena loved his flavour, loved his scent. He was salty and thick, as she happily gulped down his cum. She gently took his cock and laid it over her face, peppering kisses on his underside.

"Fuck Deena," Liam moaned, leaning back, "You're going to make me cum again if you don't stop with that."

She didn't notice when Liam leaned down to pick her up, tossing her on the bed until it was too late. Her legs spread for him almost instinctively, as he leaned down to capture her in a deep kiss. His cock quickly settled between her pussy lips, sliding in between due to her wetness. He slowly thrust, grinding the length of his cock along her.

Deena came immediately. His entire eleven inches rubbing along her clit, along with the lack of stimulation the whole night caused her to explode. She'd been so wrapped up in making Liam cum that she forgot about her own needs.

“Go slow. You're so fucking big." Deena kissed him as she stopped stroking him and positioned his head at her entrance.

Liam could feel her anticipation as he slowly thrust forward. She was so fucking tight, this nineteen-year-old virgin who he was about to deflower. He felt her breathing become more laboured as more of his cock disappeared inside of her. And they fucked like horny bunnies all night.

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