1. The Deflowering of Daisy Jackson


    Date: 4/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Black, First Time, Virginity, Written by women, Author: Wetdreamer68, Rating: 87.9, Source: sexstories.com

    uncontrollably to the beat of the headboard hitting the wall. “Don’t fucking stop,” I commanded. “Fuck my pussy. Make that pussy come!” As he continued to dig out my now deflowered pussy, I wondered what exactly was happening. Am I being raped? And if so, why do I like it so much. All of this time, I had been waiting for Mr. Right when in truth it was Mr. Wrong who was turning me out. I was so ashamed. The things that I was saying and desiring were deplorable. What would my family and friends say? Little Miss innocent Daisy Jackson who looked down on all of the non-virgins was now getting the shit fucked out of her and loving every minute of it. I guess karma is a bitch, huh! “Fuckkkk!” I screamed as his balls slapped my ass while his horse dick assaulted my stretched twat. All I could hear was the sounds of his balls slapping my ass and the sloshing sounds of my pussy juices as he rammed his dick up inside me over and over again. “Noooo!!” I screamed out in pleasure as he lifted my ass off the bed, pushing his rod deeper inside of me. It wouldn’t be long now for either of us. We were both about to explode. “Oh Gawdddddd, I’m fucking cumming!” I yelled as I released yet another load of pussy cum onto his meat stick. My body shook like I was standing in the midst of an earthquake as my eyes rolled back into my head. I was no longer coherent but in a place of orgasmic delirium – if there is such a thing. Perhaps orgasmic bliss is a better analogy. All I knew was that I was ...
    being fucked and being fucked well. Apparently, I passed out. I don’t remember what happened after my last orgasm. Hell, I don’t remember my last orgasm. I don't even remember when he stopped fucking me. All I know is that when I woke up, it was daylight and I was outside on the porch of the abandoned house. I wondered if it had all been a dream. Had I really just been fucked by a complete stranger? As I stood, my sore, swollen pussy let me know that it was not a dream at all. It was real. I had lost my virginity to a man I didn’t know and had never seen. Could I cry rape? Maybe, but who would I say raped me? As it stands, this house is abandoned. No one lives here. No one would believe my story. Hell, I wasn’t sure if I believed it. I, Daisy Jackson, had just gotten turned out by a faceless and nameless dick! What’s more is that I enjoyed every moment of it. But I needed answers. I needed to know who had done this to me. I wouldn’t go to the authorities. I couldn’t. What would I say? Besides, they’d never believe me. Nobody would; not my family or my friends. If I were going to find out who this mystery man was, I would have to head up this investigation on my own. They say you never forget your first fuck. This man’s cock had left an indelible mark on me. He had done things to me that I never thought possible. And because of this, I needed to find him. But how? Seemingly the only way to find him was to fuck every dick that came across my path. It was the only logical answer i ...
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