After that first time, Julie and I became full-time lovers. I stopped accepting dates with boys, all they wanted to do was try to get into my panties and bust me open. I had enough dates turn into groping sessions that felt like I was being molested by an octopus, and all the horny guys trying desperately to shove their fingers, not to mention their pricks, up my pink hole, I was tired of that scene.
Julie was soft, gentle, working me up to blazing lust, and always making sure that our pleasures were equaled. The cries of orgasm, the feel of her taking me over with her, and the sight of Julie's nude body shaking in orgasmic pleasure, her face a study in bliss, had sealed the deal.
We pushed our beds together, and I was always tingling when I would be awakened by Julie cuddling against me, the soft morning kisses, becoming hotter and more passionate, hands roaming eagerly, hungrily, the soft wet sounds as eager fingers plunged into soft, wet holes. The loving 69 as we licked and sucked each other, drinking deeply from the copious flows of juices pouring forth, as we shuddered and writhed together, voices crying out in orgasmic ecstasy.
We also liked to recreate our first time together, making it a part of our regular foreplay, Julie told me that my orgasm made my pussy taste extra sweet and juicy, and she told me that pressing down on my hips and ass as I masturbated, while her nude body rubbed against my naked backside really drove her to a shaking, shuddering explosion of pleasure. It made me feel extra hot, to don one of my G String panties, eager to feel that thin strip against my asshole. When she straddled me and pressed her nude body against mine, the feel of her bare breasts against my back, her hard, stiff nipples rubbing against me, and the feel of her nudity pressed hotly against me, really powered me towards the climax. The rubbing against me, her whole body working against mine, always made me howl with pleasure, making me cum to a glorious explosion, while my lover would be close behind me, rubbing and pressing down as she followed me over the edge. The sound of her voice crying out, and the gush of juices against my ass as her pussy wrenched and pulsed in orgasm was so erotic.
We were lying in bed, sprawled out, totally satisfied after another loving 69, and I felt like I wanted to lose my virginity, and I wanted Julie to take it. I was not interested in some horny guy who'd make me just another notch, and fuck me like some cheap slut while I pleaded with him to be gentle with me. We had gotten to know each other since we had become college roomies, so we knew that we were both virgins.
I was just about to bring it up, when Julie beat me to it, as she said, "Brenda, you know how we are both virgins?" At my nod, she continued, "Well, I don't see any good reason to hang onto it," she said, as she ran her fingers up and down my thigh, she continued, "You know how we get to told to wait for someone special, but I was tired of waiting, and I was working myself up to bust it open myself, but that someone special is here at just the right time. That's you, Brenda, would you like to deflower me, and take my virginity? I can't imagine anyone else that I would want to take my cherry."
I smiled, and I could feel my face light up, as I replied, "You have been reading my mind, haven't you? I was just going to ask you if you wanted to pluck my cherry."
She grinned at me, and said, "I would love to do the honors for you baby. I'm ready right now, and I have the perfect tool to do so."
She hopped off the bed, I enjoyed watching her sexy naked body, her high, tight ass, a little whiter where her bikini lines showed as she went over to her closet. She reached up, rummaging around the top shelf. She turned back towards me with a wicked smile, and my pussy started to heat up as I saw what she was holding. It was an 18 inch long double-headed dildo, midnight blue in color, and just the thought of that huge shaft splitting me open, inspired both fear and horniness.
Julie was blushing, as she said, "I bought this a few weeks ago, to bust my virginity open. I was going to wait until a weekend when you were visiting your folks because I was still working up the nerve, and the privacy, to use it. I could imagine the look on your face if you walked in on me, with half of this monster stuffed up me! Now that we both want our condition remedied, why not now? How about if you do me, then I'll do you? I am very ready, but, like the old joke says, please be gentle with me."
I reached out, stroked her face, and whispered, "I shall be very gentle with you baby."
She lay back and pushed a pillow under her rump. This lifted her hips up, which in turn presented her pussy, up-thrust and ready. I started to stroke her, her pussy was well juiced, my fingers swirled in the wetness, teasing over her labial lips, teasing at her clit, until her pussy was syrupy and extra slick, practically gushing juices.