As the title suggests, reader discretion advised.

Virgin no more

Sara and I went on a couple more dates after the double date. And looking back to the day I told my parents I wanted a job, I now understand what they meant by 'certain outings.' They honestly believed I was putting the moves on some girl back then and even before I corrected them, they didn't seem that upset about it. Maybe I should have taken that as their implicit approval? Either way, things were progressing nicely with my… whatever Sara is to me so one thing led to another and eventually we we're taking things a step further.

"I checked your game schedule and saw there was nothing planned for Friday." Sara takes out a binder and textbook from her locker and turns to me with a smile. "You know what that means?"

I return the smile. "No, can't say that I do." But I can hope though.

"I think you do."

"Nope. Spell it out for me." I prompt her.

"I was thinking you could get on my bus and, you know, come over for a little while?"

Yeah, Lucio likes this suggestion. He likes it a lot.

I've been entertaining the idea of there being some conspiracy to keep me a virgin for as long as possible. It was a joke at first but it really does have some support; parental permission held me back for years and when I finally get that and a consenting partner, time and logistical constraints pop up.

Both Sara and I are students so most of our day is taken up by school, I don't need to explain why trying to hook up during those hours is a bad idea. After that I have basketball practice and by the time that ends, my parents are back home. Game days take up even more time and can be erratic. Sara has a little brother in middle school who she supervises on weekdays and then she works on weekends when her parents are home. Altogether, there are few opportunities where we can be completely alone. Not none, but few. One of those being the window of time where we don't have anywhere to be and the parents and siblings are away. So Friday afternoons before little Max comes back from school. And the best use of that chance calls for us going to her place or she'd have to rush back in order to beat Max.

About an hour and some change worth of time per week where we could realistically do something without feeling like we're putting on a show. Without taking drastic measures that is.

So like I said, Lucio very much likes this suggestion. Assuming Sara is thinking along the same lines.

"A little while huh? How exactly would we pass the time?"

Her smile turns hot then, hotter than it had already been. "Hmm, I just remembered that a certain someone owes me a good time. Ringing any bells?"

"Let me think… nope. You're oh for two today cause I don't recall anything." I challenge and she steps up to respond to it.

"Oh. Maybe this will jog your memory." With a quick look around she reaches between us to touch the crotch of my pants. She easily finds the growing bulge and gives it a quick squeeze. "Remember now? That favor you said you would return?"

"You know, now that you mention it, I do remember something like that." I finally admit. I hadn't forgotten of course but I know how she is and was wondering how she'd react if I pretended I had. Giving me a boner in public is so her.

"Good. I'm cashing in. No excuses." The bell rings then and with a final grope she winks and walks away.

I watch her and I can't help but smirk in anticipation. The things I'm going to do to that girl… I literally can't wait. But I will, even if only for this hardon to go down.

…

Time does not fly when you have plans with a hot girl at the end of the week. Or that would be the case for someone without gamer's mind. Instead of letting myself be distracted, I find my inner peace and complete my daily objectives without fault. So I make it to Friday afternoon and sneak onto her school bus easily enough. We get off at Sara's stop and make the short trek to her place.

She pulls out a key and shortly after we're in.

The door closes behind us with an small thump. To my ears it's like a gong.

"So this is my place," Sara notes, more to fill the suddenly pregnant silence. Okay, maybe that's a bad choice of words.

I cast around for something to say, "Putting up different decorations or something?" Some of the family pictures I've noticed before are no longer hanging on the wall.

"Uh, yeah. Something like that." She shrugs before giving me the eyes, "We should take this to my room."

"Lead the way." I'm really thankful to gamer's mind right now as it leaves me aware of the nerves I'm feeling but it lets me act around them. Means my voice isn't cracking like it otherwise would. Doesn't prevent my boner from trying to drill through my clothes.

Sara takes my hand and guides me to her room which is neat enough that I'm sure she cleaned before leaving for school this morning; it's what I would have done. She has a full sized bed with baby-blue comforters, a desk and chair to one corner, a dresser with a TV on top in another, and various posters on her wall. Pretty sure one of them is from Vampire Diaries.

All this takes a second to observe before I turn back to her as she closes the door and locks it. We just watch each other for a while. Like, I know what I want to do, but I also know not to rush into things. "So..."

"So..." She laughs at that, "Ok, this felt a lot easier the other day..."

"It did. So maybe we should start how we started then?" I step closer and hover inches away, able to see how her eyes grow intense, "Kiss me?"

"…" She moves in connecting our lips and then all of a sudden, we're back at that party. My hands jump to her waist before going south to familiar territory. I can feel her butt a lot better through the leggings than those jeans, I squeeze almost instinctively and she makes a sound against my mouth. Her arms had previously been around my neck but one of her hands moves to grab my own butt. The surprise pinch makes me jolt and push my hardon even harder into her.

I don't see her smirk but I can feel it. The tease.

Several happy moments later we break apart and the confident Sara is back, biting her lip in that sexy way only girls can. "I'm ready."

To show she really is she starts undressing. The winter coat and stylish top come up and off revealing her slender form; my eyes immediately land on her pink bra and the real boobs inside them. I haven't learned cup sizes but I'm pretty sure they would be an A or maybe smaller B. They fit her body type and feel great in my hands.

The leggings are peeled off next. Within seconds she's standing before me naked except for a matching set. Her legs are long and slim like this.

"So how do you think we should do this?" She asks. I pick the fantasy that's played the most when imagining this moment.

"You can sit on the edge of the bed. Or lay down, as long as your legs are over the end." She shrugs and does so, her tight butt drawing my eyes as it shakes a bit. When she sits down facing me I decide to make my move, taking off my upper layers.

"Oh?" Her gaze moves around my fit torso in appreciation, that's what above average physical stats will get you. Not the most muscular or toned body but definitely impressive on a teen. She smirks, "Taking the shirt off? Is there something you're not telling me Lucio~"

"Maybe," I smirk back. "But I'm just trying to keep my shirt safe. Entering the splash zone after all."

"Really? Take an A for thinking ahead, and for those abs." Is her comeback, "I don't squirt though."

"First time for everything." I come closer and kneel between her spread legs. This close I can see the outline of her lips and a small wet spot, something that will grow if I have anything to say about it.

She doesn't comment when I draw back a bit and pick up a foot to start massaging it. Her curious silence turns into little groans as I move up her thighs and slowly reach her panties. I don't touch her there and instead pick up the other foot to do the same thing.

"You really are a tease," She protests when I use both hands to stroke her inner thighs. Her hands grab the sheets beside her and I can feel the muscles in her legs flex as I do my work. She moans cutely, "This won't make me cum you know."

Only because my foreplay skill isn't high enough yet, it's improved a lot from when I first got it but it's nowhere close to what I'd need to finish her off like this. But the crotch of her panties is soaked so I'll consider that a win. I bring my face down to her covered pussy and nuzzle it, getting a good whiff of her scent. Not sure how I'd describe it, though definitely not bad like some face-less online strangers had described it. I grab the hem with my teeth and slowly pull her panties down, she helps or otherwise my supposedly sexy gesture would have failed.

I let her kick them off her foot and focus back on her pussy. She's now bare down there with small bumps which I guess are from her razor. Shaved and wearing a matching set? Someone was definitely prepared for this moment. Her lips are lightly splayed, framing the entrance to her little hole which even now is shining with a clear fluid. Near the top is her clit poking out from it's hiding spot while south of her pretty pussy is a short trail that leads to another hole, one mostly hidden with her sitting down like this.

"Lucio?" Her voice has something in it which clues me in that I might have been staring for too long. I read a lot of articles that talked about how some girls might be insecure about how they look down there.

"Sorry. It's just so pretty. I could kiss these lips."

…Yikes. Did I actually just say that? I'm going to find the nearest hole and throw myself into it. Preferably the one I'm looking at right now.

"I think a kiss might make it all better." She agrees. There's a smile though so mission accomplished.

"Mhmm," I pick up her thighs to lay them on my shoulders, makes it easy to lean in and plant a smooch on her. I kiss all over, laying a few specifically on her clit, and she sighs happily. Her thighs warm around my head as she loses herself to the feeling. The moans get louder when I finally slip my tongue inside her, exploring the fleshy cave with something that isn't a finger for once. The feedback is different; taste, smell, and touch combining.

"Fuck Lucio, just like that," Her position shifts as she falls back onto the bed, her legs pulling me closer while she plays with her boobs. "Oh fuck…"

I pull back a bit to focus my mouth on her little button, sucking and prodding at the thing to really figure out which movement she likes best. Meanwhile my middle and index fingers slip into her and curl up searching for what I know is her-

"Mhmm!" Her sweet spot. I remember when I first used the hook finger technique on her, can't believe it was just a couple weeks ago. And just like those previous sessions, her reactions make me feel some type of way. She's clenching and squirming around me, unable to control herself when faced with this kind of pleasure. A pleasure I'm more than willing to give her, now and in the future because eating her out just became one of my favorite activities. Hers too if her cry can be taken as evidence. "Lucio! I'm cumming!"

I know. Her walls clench on my fingers while her girl cum gushes out. The orgasm runs for a few moments before dying down at which point I wonder if I should stop and give her a moment to recover. Her thighs relax before tugging me again so I figure she doesn't want me to stop so I dive back in. Playing with her clit the way she seemed most reactant to while plunging my fingers in and out. It's then that I think of something that could be a game changer.

Clutch. My skill that amplifies other skills. So far I've only used it with basketball but could I perhaps…

"Oooh, just like that baby!"

I can apparently. Sara just about takes my head off when I activate it, holding me tightly to the point where I almost don't have space to maneuver. I figure it out though. This time she reaches the end much faster and with more intensity. Her hand comes between me and her pussy in a clear sign that she can't take anymore right then. I move to sit beside her on the bed, patting her thigh encouragingly as the aftershocks slowly run their course.

The only thing that would have made me prouder of this is if she'd squirted. Maybe next time I'll find out whether or not that's only a porn thing.

"Fuck that was life changing, I'm literally a believer now." I send her a smile when she finally sits up looking happily satisfied, in comparison I'm rock hard beneath my jeans. "Come here you," Her hand lands on my crotch, squeezing the trouble she'd aroused, "Looks like you could use some lovin' too huh?"

"I wouldn't say no if you wanted to return the favor." I shrug in a nonchalant way that in no way reflects my thoughts. I really want her to.

"If you'll go down on me like that every time I'd happily give you a hundred blowjobs," My now freed dick jumps at that, "But I have something better in mind. Got any condoms?"

"… I do." Five of them actually. My genius plan had been to do such a good job that she'd consider going all the way and to do that I'd need protection. Five was probably wishful thinking though.

"Put it on and get over here," With that she moves to the center of the bed and undoes her bra. I'm distracted between watching her boobs bounce and kicking off my pants; I eventually have to look away to properly apply the condom. "Come on."

I teleport into position over her. 'Make sure she's consenting and aroused, and then take it slowly unless she says otherwise.' That's basically a summary of what I'd read online and after all we'd done so far, I could skip right to the last part.

"I just realized how thick you are," Sara breathes as my dick momentarily slaps against her pussy before sliding back to prod at her little hole. She's giving off a lot of heat from there, her entire body actually. "I'm about to get fucked…"

"You ready?" I ask her one last time.

"Go ahead. Just, slowly ok?" She moves a hand down to toy with her clit and I gently push forward. Despite any concerns, the head parts her lips easily enough and then slowly burrows into her. Sooner than I'd expected my balls bump into her butt, "Ahhh…"

There's no words for how amazing it feels; her wet pussy is so wonderfully hot and tight that I have to pause and simply enjoy the sensation. Sara pulls me down into a kiss which actually surprises me, with where my mouth had been earlier I didn't think she'd do something like that. It does jolt my system and remind me I should probably move inside her so I start up a slow tempo. Pulling back and feeling her body cling to me and then thrusting back in. The sensation better than all my fantasies.

Even while I'm fucking her I get the notice of a sex skill, seems vaginal penetration is the only thing my ability counts as 'sex' so far. I don't focus on that too much but I do pay attention to how it tries to guide me in my movements. Instead of a simple back and forth it pushes me to add some twists here and there to get the better angles. She seems to love this so I go with the flow and fuck her as best as I can.

I can't tell how much time passes before the urge to cum approaches. I have enough blood in my higher brain to activate Clutch and the urge recedes just a bit while my final sprint increases in power and speed while not sacrificing technique. I cum with a strangled groan and over the rush in my ears I hear her own cry moments later.

Only after I've given the condom every last drop do I pull out and roll over, pulling her into a hug while our bodies cool down for a long moment. I'm pretty sure she starts it but soon we're both laughing for some reason.

"Wow…"

"Yeah…" I can see why sex seems to be all people think about now a days, it's honestly pretty amazing. Didn't know I could cum like that. And thank God this didn't happen half a year ago when I had a pathetic three in endurance. That would have been embarassing.

"There's no way you were a virgin before that." Her hand strokes my chest and dips down to my abs. "You've been holding out on me."

I laugh, taking that as the ultimate compliment. "Believe me, you were my first time. I just learn fast."

"Of course you do. You're BS, you know that right? Top athlete with good grades and now you have good dick too?" The leg she'd thrown over me nudges something, "And this too, still hard. If you're not the luckiest guy in the world…"

"I definitely feel like the luckiest right now." I flirt back, hand moving south from her boob. She grabs it just before it reaches her mound.

"No, nuh-uh, not gonna work on me mister. You're trying to kill me Lucio, I'm too sensitive to go again."

"Ugh, fine. I'll let you off with a warning this-oh?" She pushes my legs apart and settles down between them, peeling off the condom and handing it to me. "Didn't I say I was the luckiest guy in the world? You're amazing Sara."

"And don't you forget it." She responds before diving down and taking me into the familiar warmth that is her mouth. I relax back into the bed, not holding back as the pressure builds up and then eventually overflows. And for the first time Sara actually lets me finish in her mouth. The face she makes lets me know her thoughts on the taste but she swallows anyway before coming back to snuggle. "Could be worse I guess."

I've never tried it, and have no desire to, so I have no input on that. What I do want to talk about is something else entirely, something that I contemplate for a good while before finally broaching.

"Sara?" Her eyes open to focus on me, "What are we? What do we call this?"

"I was kinda hoping to push this off." She says making me wince a little.

"Me too. But at this point I really want to know. So…"

She sighs, adjusting herself for maximum comfort on the human sized pillow. Aka me. "Do we have to call it anything? Like, maybe we're better off without a label?" I just look back at her in thought, she takes that to mean I want her to explain. "We like each other right? Like spending time together? Can't we just be two people enjoying ourselves in the time we have left? No labels and no regrets?"

Sara's eyes are always so expressive; letting me know her general mood whether that be horny, amused, or bored. And right now her expression is pleading with me to understand and not demand more from her. So I don't. Both because this is what I expected from our relationship and because this is what she wants.

I hug the girl closer and smile gently, "Don't worry Sara, I understand. And to be honest, I have nothing against that, it's what I wanted really." I'm also happy that she acknowledged the limited time we have together, removes the need for an unpleasant conversation and should theoretically diminish the hurt when we separate. I likely shouldn't even be surprised she noticed; Sara is pretty insightful about social cues and although not necessarily book smart, she has a good bit of street smarts.

"I'm glad." We lie there for a while longer before I have to leave.

And that's how my first time having sex ends. Didn't leave her bowlegged or fucked stupid but she certainly enjoyed it and we had some quality pillow talk. If I ever talk about how I lost my virginity, I'm telling everyone that she came multiple times before I did. And that I tired her out. They don't need to know how.

We're approaching the end of my backlog. One or two more chapters.