A story of a girl's first time based on a post by Melon 19

A story of a girl's first time based on a post by Melon 19

Melon19 wrote about her interests and it inspired this story. All of this is fiction.

Melanie was nervous. She was still a complete virgin, had lived a sheltered life under her strict, religious mother. Now she was meeting a stranger she met online.

It had started more than a month ago when she had posted her story online. A man from another state had contacted her. He wanted to make her fantasy into a reality. Now he was flying to Arkansas just to see her. He was much older, more than twice her age, almost three times. But from their chats, she knew he was handsome and fit.

"I can't believe I'm doing this!" She thought as she walked to the nearby park. She couldn't be seen by her mother getting picked up, nor could she drive without supervision even though she was going to college in the fall. So they had agreed to meet there.

It was early Saturday morning. Only a few people were in the park. Melanie stood next to a picnic table. Mister had requested she wear light blue leggings, so he would know it's her. It was also her sign that she consented. Her mother would never let her out of the house with just leggings on, so she had worn a knee length skirt which she unzipped and put in her backpack with the rest of her spare clothes. She didn't want to sit down, there was still dew on the bench. It would get her leggings wet and it would show. She also took off her white button down blouse to reveal a white, spaghetti strap tank top.

She didn't know if it was the cool morning air or her nerves, but her thick nipples were very obvious even though her padded bra.

As a silver, rental sedan pulled up, she was turning red. She felt naked in leggings and a tank top in public. She could already feel her wetness when the man got out of the car. She wanted to run. This was a mistake! But she stayed, shaking.

The man is handsome in his blue suit, with a friendly face as he came towards her, "Melanie", was all he said. It wasn't a question.

As agreed, to further prove her consent, she took his hand and placed it on her D sized breast. His palm could feel her hard nipple poking through the fabric. "Please piss in my pussy Mister. I want to be your whore." She couldn't believe these words were coming out of her mouth. With her nerves and embarrassment she could barely stand and her painties was soaked.

He squeezed her tit appreciatively, then hugged her tight and gave her a brief kiss on the lips. He wanted to devour her right there, but they both knew the risk of anything getting back to her mother.

He took her by the hand, opened the car's door and helped her get in. He placed her backpack on the back seat. Curiously, there was a white, folded hotel towel on the seat. He had thought ahead.

Mister got in and they drove out of the park. At the first stop light, he reached into the back seat and pulled out a gift bag. "I got you a little something", he said handing it to her. Then be put his hand on her thick thigh.

Melanie was in such a state of arousal and nerves, she could only nod and mutely take the gift bag. She pulled out the tissue paper. In the bottom of bag was a pink egg with a short wire tail. She pulled it out but didn't understand.

As they drove, he told her, "It goes in your pussy." Melanie's eyes widened, but she spoke, "Yes Mister."

The man alternated between driving and watching as she slipped her hand into her leggings and under her panties, she made a little moan as she inserted the egg. Melanie was horrified, the crotch of her leggings was already dark with her juices. The embarrassment made her hotter.

Mister continued to stroke her thigh as he drove. Melanie was flushed. Off the highway, there were the usual sort of hotels, big box stores and fast food places.

"We're going to need to be hydrated don't you think?" There was a question mark at the end, but it wasn't a question. He pulled into a smoothie shop.

He opened her door, but she didn't want to get out. Her nipples were hard as rocks, standing far out from her thin top and her crotch was obviously damp. "Come," he said, and she almost did cum on the spot, but he was holding out his hand and she took it.

At the counter, he ordered for her. She couldn't read the menu or think clearly. Two extra large banana, strawberry smoothies. He paid with his phone, or he appeared to. Melanie felt a jolt in her vagina, and nearly crumpled to the ground as the egg vibrated hard from the command from the app on his phone. She let out a wanton moan. The first time she ever came was in a smoothie shop, in public and she came hard. The girl behind the counter thought Melanie had pissed herself and looked away in embarrassment. She thought the girl's father was kind to her though.

"Oh baby!" Mister said as he helped her up off the floor. "Is your leg cramping up again? I'm glad we got you some bananas"

He walked her with her back to the car. He got the smoothies and they left.
"Do you like your gift?" He asked as he turned on the egg again. All she could do is moan as her eyes rolled back. She knew why he put a towel on the seat of the rental car.

The hotel was in the same plaza. He had already checked in, so they could go directly to the room. He made her carry the smoothies. In the elevator, he kissed her properly for the first time. She could feel his hardness press into her belly as he pushed her against the back wall of the elevator, one hand on her tit, the other at her throat. Her arms outstretched.

They stumbled down the hall and into the room.

Mister opened the door and tossed her bag inside. Melanie followed, as she set drinks on the table by the door, the egg began buzzing on its highest setting. She collapsed, bent over the furniture.

Mister wanted to fuck this teenager hard. His balls ached painfully, he wanted to cum so bad. But he couldn't give in. He needed to savor the moment.

While she was bent over, he groped her legging covered ass, thighs and her soaking pussy. He could feel the outline of her panties undneath. He traced the outline with his fingers, then between her legs. Melanie moaned, her breasts pressed into the table. The first smack came without warning. Between the egg and everything else, the sharp hand on her ass triggered another orgasm. With each slap, she came again and again until it all merged into one.

She felt the cool air on her ass as he pulled her leggings and panties halfway down her legs. The room already reeked of her sex as Mister buried his face between her thighs. He spread her thighs and ass with his hands, at first his lips sucked her clit, then his tongue followed, from her clit, over her piss hole and into her vagina. He tounge fucked her pussy, hooking his tongue up inside her as he pulled out, then he'd suck her clit again and start over. His beard rubbed her lips as his nose was stuck in her asshole.

The egg was still buzzing away and she was drooling on the table unable to function as the pleasure rolled through her.

Eventually the egg was shut off, then removed and she could breathe normally again. He continued licking, kissing and biting her thighs and ass as she came down. Her leggings and panties were completely removed and made a wet, flopping noise as they hit the floor.

Melanie was moved to the bed, on her back, her top and bra removed, her thighs spread wide. She was nude and fully exposed to this middle aged stranger who was fully clothed in a suit. She did notice, there was a strange blanket on the bed.

He pulled out his phone, made sure the sound was on so she could hear the shutter noise as he took pictures. "Grab your tits. Pinch your nipples. Finger your pussy", he commanded and she obeyed as he took pictures and she posed for him. Again, she was humiliated and aroused. She nearly came again thinking how outraged her mother would be if she knew what was going on.

When he had enough and she had recovered. He brought over the drinks and commanded her to drink hers. He sipped his, strokds her hair and fondled her large breasts.

"I need to cum and I am not going to last long. Before I fuck you properly and use you as a toilet, I want you to suck my cock and swallow my cum."

He stood up and held out his hands to her. The clothed man kissed the naked girl deeply, his beard scratching her face in an arousing way.

"Undress me", he told her and she obeyed. She fumbled with his tie and he let her fumble. Next the suit jacket draped over a chair. She had a hard time with the buttons of his shirt, and then his belt buckle. He enjoyed watching her hands shake more and more the closer he was to being naked. Eventually he was down to his black boxer briefs. His bulge obvious. A wet spot of precum soaking through. "Make love to my cock, whore," he told her. She didn't need to be told. She licked the wet spot of the fabric and enjoyed it. She ran her hands over his ass, she rubbed his cock with her face.

As she pulled down his shorts, his cock leveled out in front of her eyes, his balls hung heavy. He had told her it was average sized, but up close and throbbing it seemed very large. Melanie was salivating. "Lick my cock, kiss it, take it in your mouth, suck."

She did. She loved it's smoothness and how hard he was. It felt good in her mouth. "Take it in your throat and swallow."
She did, she gagged at first but became more comfortable. "Run your tongue on the underside."

He held her head and slowly fucked her face. "You're such a good cocksucker. I'm not going to last long. I've already been coming every day to you for over you for a month."
The dirty words, the approbation, and finally his cum as approval was all she needed. As Mister's cock swelled and pulsed in her throat, as the torrent of cum filled her, she came too leaving a puddle underneath her. He groaned and grunted as the teen finished swallowing his seed. Mister nearly passed out but refused to show it.

He sat down on the bed and brought her up to him, kissing Melanie again. "You did great. I'm proud of you", then added, there are some sports drinks in the fridge. Bring us two." Again he commanded and she obeyed. There was something in how he spoke to her. It made her tingle.

He watched her ass as she walked over, then eyed her pussy as she bent over to get the drinks. Her large breasts swayed on her way back. He openly ogled her and she liked it.

They sat up in the bed, his arm around her. He urged her to drink, but she protested, "I already have to pee", she said and he responded, "not before you get me hard again ".

She set down her drink and moved down to his cock. "Take your time, explore it. Play with my balls. Feel me get hard in your mouth."
And she did. She enjoyed the opportunity to see it up close. She liked watching his balls move when she touched them. The scent of him was intoxicating. It wasn't long before she felt pride as this middle aged man got hard for her again for the second time in a few minutes. He grew in her mouth.
"You did a good job getting me hard, baby. You look good with my cock in your mouth. Now come up here and finish your drink".

She reluctantly let his cock loose and sat back up next to him. She wasn't thirsty and needed to pee badly, but did as she was told. "I really have to pee!"

"Good. I'm glad you're ready. Lie back"

She did as she was told and he positioned himself over her. "Are you ready?" He asked as his penis rubbed her swollen lips. She nodded, but was still unsure. She wanted to feel him piss inside her.

He entered her slowly. She had already loosened up from arousal. Her pussy had been wet for north than an hour and she was extremely ready. He filled her without pain and Melanie was profoundly happy and satisfied by the feeling of fullness. He fucked her slowly at first, looking into her eyes, moving with long, slow, deep thrusts. But the pressure was building inside her. He leaned back, spreading her thighs wide. He put a hand just below her belly button and pressed. "Let go," he said. "What?" Was all she could manage. "Let loose. Let your bladder go", he said as he fucked her. "The bed..", he interrupted her, "the blanket is waterproof."

He sped up. She could feel another orgasm coming and she couldn't stop herself. She came and pissed at the same time. A gout of fluid flooded from her, making a huge mess and a puddle. She was relieved in a way she had never been before.

Still inside her, he bent down and kissed her, the fluid creating friction between their bodies.

He began fucking her in earnest now. Hard, fast. But he stopped, "Turn over", again a command.
She did, she was up on her hands and knees as he entered her again. "Do you still want to be my piss whore?"

It was a rhetorical question. Fucking her from behind he watched as his cock abused her pussy. He let his thumb slip into her slick asshole. It made her cum again. As her spasms gripped his cock, he broke rhythm. He couldn't hold back any longer and let a hot stream of piss fill her hole. Melanie was crying in relief. Between the stress of her life, meeting this man, the humiliation and arousal, it was all too much. She let loose entirely and sobbed as she came. He didn't stop fucking her. Her pussy was making a loud sloshing sound from all the piss and her cum. Her sobs made him harder than they both thought possible and he came. Her cunt was overflowing with fluid as she crumpled with him on top of her.

Eventually they were able to move enough to cuddle in the mess they made. He kissed her and hugged her until she stopped crying. They relaxed, dozed for a while. Showered together. Mister had to pee again and she stood behind him, feeling the urine pass through him as she aimed his cock for him into the toilet.

They ordered lunch in and fucked all afternoon.

Mister dropped Melanie off where they had met. She walked home in her skirt, but not leggings or panties, feeling dirty from being so exposed. Upon entering the house, her mother asked where she had been all day. Melanie didn't answer as the egg buzzed away slowly inside her ass as she climbed the stairs. Her pussy ached with bruised pain and hunger.

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