Nancy's First Time: Preparations

Warm water leaked down Nancy's young body, her damp black hair falling over her shoulders, pushed down by the stream, her skin shining under the droplets.

Her right hand was caressing her crotch, having a last moment of innocent intimacy with her sex before giving her virginity away.

She was horny, thinking of how events would develop, how her first time would be, and every scene she imagined was hot as hell.

Her fingers absently reached for her crotch, where they danced almost daily, and, before she realised, she was massaging her clit, pleasure darting through her body.

She needed every last drop of self-control to stop herself from reaching an orgasm. Although she loved to masturbate, if fucking felt nearly as good as fingering, she wanted to arrive absolutely ready for it.

She closed the tap, her hair dripping and her slick body shining, and reached for a white bathrobe. Her terse body was getting rubbed dry when she raised her gaze and found her naked reflection in the mirror.

She was eighteen, at last, the age her boyfriend was waiting before fucking her. They had had some sex since then, but wasn't until today that her boyfriend's house was empty, finally giving them a private space for losing her virginity.

Her big brown eyes shone in the mirror, her petite face glinting with an innocent smile, but her body was definitely a woman's. Her breasts had always been the biggest in the group, and she had found plenty of classmates staring at them.

Her boyfriend loved them, too, and he grabbed them every time they kissed. And she loved it. It was not only for the pleasant sensation of the caressing, but for the effect they had on her partner's underpants.

Nancy enjoyed making his boyfriend hard as it made her happy and aroused. However, what absolutely turned her on was touching his stiff manhood, making him moan and shiver in pleasure.

She checked herself in the mirror one last time, smiling at her curved, beautiful body, stretching at hips and breasts and thinning sharply at the waists.

She was astonishingly sexy, even sexier with the shining of her wet skin, which made her confident enough to send her boyfriend a picture of her nudity.

Instead of wanting a response, she ranged her whole young body with the bathrobe, drying her legs, ass and breasts, and getting her face ready for the make-up she would wear.

The first thing she did, was to pick a blood-red nail polish, the one that turned her boyfriend on the most, and paint her fingertips cautiously.

Any man would get hard watching her slim hand and long fingers wrapping his manhood, wanking it up and down in a fluid and hypnotical motion. The coloured fingertips only made it better, glittering with each twist and whirl, making them erotic, sophisticated and slutty.

Nancy loved wanking him, too, the hardness of the cock a reassurance that her work was good, and its twitches a happy remembrance that she could provide a pleasure like no other. The last spams were the best, the dick swelling and lengthening to maximum capacity before unloading the sweet, warm cum.

That was what threw her horniness over the top, his seed leaking down her hand and arm as she squeezed him dry. It was glorious, and her insides opened in welcome even if he hadn't touched her down there.

She had only experienced one thing better than feeling the cum down her arms, and that was feeling his cum on her belly.

That didn't happen as often as Nancy desired because, when they were in a hidden place or in a park at night, she would just put her boyfriend's pants down, unleash his erect cock and stroke it shamelessly, his ejaculation unaimed and landing on the floor.

But when the heat rose during the day, on a bench or in the parking lot, she would just unzip him, take his manhood out and use her own top to hide it from view. She would work on it until he released on her, providing more constricted movements that worked just as well until it launched its full load on her stomach.

Her lipstick matched her nails, and she got some black mascara for her eyes to look bigger and naughtier. She hadn't done it yet, but she had had some fixation on blowjobs lately. She had watched some amateur porn pictures where swallowing seemed much hotter than merely wanking, and where dick-sucking girls were such arousal that she was looking forward to trying it herself.

What she had noted, was that most actresses wore lipstick, like she would, and they looked the man in the face while blowing them, just as she planned, so her make-up was built around the idea of giving the best first blow job ever.

The time was coming, and she had nothing else to do, so she combed her hair, put on a new blue g-thong she had bought for the occasion over her shaved pussy, and decided against wearing a bra.

She had played with her boyfriend multiple times, but he had not played with her nor seen her fully naked.

That had been a bit of a disappointment. However, Nancy was determined to show him that she was not a kid anymore, so she took some really tall pink-high-heels that would push her legs and ass up as a cheap slut, and covered her young smooth body with a very revealing white dress with a deep rounded neckline that didn't even cover half her breasts.

When the time came, she sneaked out of home, not wanting her parents to see her naughty outfit, and walked to her boyfriend's house.

Men stopped to stare at her cleavage, and even women turned around to check her ass or breasts, which was so damn arousing that she imagined all those random strangers fucking their wives while recalling her half-naked body.

She was going to be a woman today, and she would lose her virginity in the most memorable of ways. She stopped a few blocks before her destination, feeling sexy, powerful and hot, so she took the last picture of her virgin self.