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A Virgin Slut (Tyr & SexyChick)

Tyr

Tyr

Pulsar
Joined
May 17, 2009
Location
California
Mark had been dating Amber for several months, and things were going so well, except he’d never gotten into her pants. Oh he wanted to so badly, hell he was eighteen and with all the hormones flooding his brain, he had trouble thinking about anything else. The only problem was, she’d made it clear from early on that she was saving herself for marriage. Which he thought was the stupidest thing, given that everybody was doing it, and why shouldn't they be having fun too. Mark didn’t think they were going to get married nor did he really want to, they weren’t even in college yet, but they’d been together long enough that they should be doing the deed. Yes, they’d done some other things, but it wasn’t the same, with a girl like her around, a guy couldn’t help but have a constant hard on. The more he was with her, the more the unsatisfied desire built.

They were going to go to the spring dance, the weather was great, and Mark had high hopes that just maybe he could convince her to change her mind. Having borrowed his dad’s car, he was dressed all nice, and he had a bouquet of flowers and a corsage for her. They weren’t expected back early, so it had all the perfect elements for him to get lucky, though at some level he doubted that would happen. He even knew a few couples that had hotel rooms rented and planned to cut out of the dance early to have some fun. Parking the car, he made his way up to the house, and knocked on the door. Her father a rather formidable man answered the door, and gave him a hearty welcome. Mark knew if he was ever to bring up his concerns with her father, he’d probably be dead soon after. Still he smiles and took a seat on the couch and waited, it appeared that Amber was still getting ready.

His hands nervously brushed the suit that he rented for the occasion. The outfit looked good on him, or at least that’s what his mother said, but then again she wasn’t a neutral party. He was just over 6’ tall and lanky, though he was in good shape as he played on the high school rugby team. Brushing his long brown hair out of his blue eyes he waited for Amber to come down.
 
Amber was expecting her boyfriend to arrive any minute to take her to the dance, and she was just about ready to go. Terribly excited, she was all dressed up in a short black dress, the hem of it cutting off just a bit above her knees, showing off her sexy, toned legs. The front was a bit low cut as well, giving a fairly good view of her cleavage. Looking very good, while not overly slutty, she put on her matching black heels, as well as a bracelet on each wrist that went nicely with her outfit. She had decided to keep her hair down for the occasion, figuring it looked best that way and didn't want to worry about some fancy hairdo. Besides, she had a pretty good idea of what her boyfriend Mark liked.

Checking herself in the mirror, the girl smiled, satisfied with her look as she grabbed her purse, slinging it on her arm and heading from her bedroom and down the stairs, finding Mark waiting on the couch. Sneaking up quietly on him, she stepped behind the couch, leaning down to wrap her arms playfully around his neck.

Ready to go?

She asked with a grin, kissing and nuzzling at his neck now. Despite her usual affectionate mood, Amber was determined, much to Mark's frustration, to
save herself for marriage. She had plenty of urges, her hormones affecting her just as much, but her self-control was just a bit strong than his, or so she concluded.
 
Mark heard the footsteps as Amber came down the steps, and as she always did, she took his breath away. For Mark and probably any other guy under the age of a 100, she exuded something that spoke to a man at an instinctual level, an aura of sexuality that screamed for his attention. Still Mark smiles and rises up holding out the corsage for Amber.

Wow! You look great Amber.

A large grin plastered across his face, he tried to help pin the flower on her, his hands a bit unsteady with her so close, and her ample chest protruding out. If it wasn’t for her dad lurking nearby, Mark was sure he would have had an erection. He loved the way she dressed and yet it only made him want her more, she had such an amazing body, that he found himself staring at times. Why did she have to keep that stupid promise?

Robert Amber’s father lurked at a distance watching his daughter greet her boyfriend. He trusted her, and yet he remembered his own urges at that age, and felt he knew exactly what the young man was thinking about. As much as he tried not to think about her, but Amber had grown up, and grown up in such a way that it even affected him, something he wasn’t going to let anyone know.
 
With a grin, Amber helped her boyfriend pin the corsage on the front of her dress, playfully fixing and loosening his tie a little. He looked very handsome and it brought a smile to her face as she brushed off the front of his suit.

Thanks, so do you. Sorry I don't have anything for you.

She apologized, folding her hands neatly in front of her. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed her father watching them and just rolled her eyes, taking her boyfriend's arm and before long they were out the door and out to Mark's car.

Bye, Daddy!

She called with a wave, seeing her father at the doorway of the front door as they left. Climbing in the passenger seat, the girl fastened her seat belt and shut the car door, smiling over at Mark, brushing some of her long black hair out of her eyes. [/color]
 
Bye Sir!

Mark said to Amber’s father as he headed out the door, happy to be out from under his stern gaze. God she looked hot, Mark tried not to stare, but Amber had such an awesome body, and like now knew how to show it off. Still he got in the car, fastened his seat belt, and was soon backing the car out of the driveway. Mark was careful and made sure he was out of the neighborhood, before he did anything, concerned Amber’s father might find out.

So are you ready for this dance?

The conversation was nothing but causal chitchat, as Mark drove to the dance. Staring at Amber would only have him in a car accident. He does reach over while at a stop sign and put his hand on her leg, giving it a casual rub.

I think everyone will be there. If you get bored, you know we could always cut out early, your dad doesn’t expect you home till late.

Mark was trying to find a way to get her alone, and not have time run out, so he didn’t have to hear the excuse she needed to get home. Not that it was an excuse, but he wanted to spend quality time with her, and for Mark that meant the fewest clothes possible. Still he was prepared for yet another turn down or reason for not getting together.
 
Amber smiled a bit as Mark's hand moved to her leg, rubbing it gently. She rested her hand on top of his, looking over at her boyfriend. They had been together quite a while, and she really liked him, maybe even loved him. (Despite the fact she'd said it before, she wasn't sure.)

Don't get any ideas, Mark. I'm not going to sleep with you. We're going to a dance, remember?

The girl remarked flatly with a playful grin, noticing his intention to get her alone by leaving the dance early. She gently intertwined their fingers after a moment, brushing back some of her hair with her free hand.

Not that I don't want to spend time with you, or even be alone with you.

Amber said after another moment or two as Mark kept driving. Although she wouldn't sleep of him, she did have other things in mind that could be just as good.
 
How many times had they had this conversation? How many times had he tried to explain that he wanted to be with her? They were almost to the dance.

I know, I know, and I want to be with you. I don’t want to pressure you, but I can’t help thinking about it.

Mark made the turn into the parking lot, lots of other of their classmates were parking, and making their way to the building. People were hanging out and talking and maybe doing other thing, it was hard to tell as the sun had set. Mark found a place to park.

Even if we don’t you know, why don’t we cut out on the dance early and well… hang out.

It wasn’t probably the most subtle of approaches, but he’d give up a whole dance if it meant he could make out with her, and if he got really lucky well that would be perfect. Mark just felt they were so close, just a little more and they would reach the promised land. Everyone else was doing it, why couldn't they? Still Amber was special, and he didn't want to lose her, so he would wait if he had to.
 
They had talked about it a lot. Many, many, many times.

Okay, well, I'll think about it. Promise.

Amber smiled as they arrived and Mark parked. She noticed a lot of other people there already, some talking and lingering outside and while others headed right inside.

Opening the passenger door, she stepped out and waited for him to get out of the car as well before hooking her arm in his, leaning against his shoulder a little as they headed up towards the school. The girl did consider cutting out early so they could have some alone time, it would be nice and if she just kept a level head things wouldn't get out of control.
 
Mark opened the car door, and helped Amber out, closing the door behind her. The metal double doors to the large building were wide open and the music could be heard blaring through out of them. The dance had begun, a teacher or chaperon at the door checking for liquor as they approached. Mark slipped his hand around Amber’s waist, just because he wanted her close, and was so proud she was his girlfriend.

There was various banners and stuff hanging representing some lame theme, a table with refreshments, and people just hanging out talking. Mark moved up to the checkpoint, they didn’t have anything on them so it went quick, and they were inside. More people waved or acknowledge Amber then him, and a few didn’t even acknowledge him at all. Still he knew lots of guys that couldn’t help but envy that Amber was his girlfriend.

There were numerous people on the dance floor gyrating and grinding to the music. Mark wasn’t a bad dancer, and getting Amber onto the dance floor was something he wanted to do. Still he was polite and offered her some refreshments first. Mark’s normal tentativeness still comes out.

Do you want something to drink, or do you want to dance?
 
As they entered, Amber waved to many of her friends, and received many interested looks from most of the guys, although she stuck close to Mark, just as proud that she was with him, even if he wasn't the most popular guy. She liked to think that she loved him, and that they had something that would last a long time.

Well, dancing is why we came, so let's do that.

She answered with a polite grin, taking his hand as they went out to the dance floor. Although she was not the best dancer, she still knew some good moves and of course they was also the simple occasion where they would slow dance, but for the most part she could just grind on him. Not that she meant anything deeply sexual by it, or that her goal was to arouse him.

Once they were out there, she started to move her hips, standing fairly close to Mark as they danced, gradually getting closer, her arms soon reaching and wrapping around his neck, her body moving a bit against his in a gentle sync.
 
Mark was happy to dance; it meant that he wouldn't have to share Amber that she would be his alone.

Great let’s do it.

He said as he went with her to the dance floor. The moved, touched, twirled and ground with the music. Their bodies undulating with the beat of the music, and for Mark it was as close as he seemed he would ever get to sex with Amber. So he took his pleasure where he could get it, and forgot about his frustration and just enjoyed the moment. His hands on her waist and hips, though he never went as far as some of the guys did and dry hump their girls or slap their asses. He respected Amber, and he wouldn’t do that to her in any public place, because he just didn’t want to embarrass her. There were even a couple or two that were basically groping each other on the dance floor, and though he envied the guys, he realized that Amber just wasn’t that kind of girl.

The music changed with each song, and finally a slow song came, and Mark naturally pulled Amber into a simple embrace, holding her close as they moved in a circle.

Thanks for coming to the dance with me, I really appreciate it. You’re just the best girlfriend any guy could have, and the most beautiful too.
 
And you're the best boyfriend a girl could have.

Amber smiled, murmuring in his ear as Mark pulled her into a gentle embrace as a slow jam came on. Her arms loosened around his neck as she moved close into his arms, leaning in to kiss his cheek, then nuzzling playfully at his neck.

Glancing around a bit, she noticed a lot of the other couples, although she weren't showing much of the same tenderness. She was glad that Mark respected her unlike most other guys and their girlfriends.[/color]
There's no one I'd rather be here with.
 
She was so close, so perfect, and Mark felt the undeniable need to be with her. Was he so unattractive that she didn’t want to sleep with him? What was wrong with him? The normal self conscious issues of any teenager whirled through Mark’s mind as he danced. The words and touch so soothing, that he was able to push his irrational fears to the side and enjoy the moment. Maybe this was it, this was the turning point. Mark knew he didn’t have the self confidence that some guys had, but he tried to show that he was strong. Still he wasn’t going to be some ape, and treat his girlfriend like an object, or demand that she service his needs, he was a far more caring, loving, and gentle person than that.

Thanks, and I know there is no one I’d rather be with.

The matter seemed settled, and he just held her close as the music played on. He picked her because she was so beautiful, cute, and nice. If he wanted an easy girl, he could have gone after one of those sluts that so many of the other guys enjoyed and were so popular. At some level he wanted that, but understood that you couldn’t have everything it just didn’t work that way.

So he leaned his head on her shoulder and enjoyed the dance, knowing at some point it would come to an end.
 
Amber smiled to herself as the slow song played, relaxing in Mark's arms as they danced. She rested her head on his shoulder as he rested his on hers. She savored the moment but before long the song ended and she retracted slightly, but still stood close to her boyfriend.

That was really nice.

The girl remarked simply, folding her hands in front of her. She considered cutting out early, even if they hadn't been there very long, just to get some alone time with Mark, which she knew he wanted anyways.


What do you say we get out of here?

She suggested with a small grin, tilting her head at him and awaiting an answer, one which she figured would be a yes.
 
Mark figured she would want to stay for most of dance and be with her friends, talking and such. So when she offered to leave early he was surprised. Still he wasn’t going to turn it down, and smiled as he probably answered too quickly back.

Sure, let’s go!

Mark wanted to bolt, and he didn’t even know where they were going. It wasn’t like he’d rented a motel room or had a van, he hadn’t come prepared. Still anyplace with Amber was fine with him. So he disengages from their mutual embrace, and moved to exit the dance floor. A few other couples were slipping out to, some to drink or smoke in the parking lot, and others to find a place for more adult activities. Mark knew deep down he wasn’t getting lucky, but a little kissing, groping and petting wouldn’t hurt.

So where do you want to go?
 
Amber went off with Mark from the dance floor, and before long they were in the parking lot and back at her boyfriend's car. She climbed in as he did, smiling over at him. Still she didn't know where they would go, she just knew she wanted to be alone with him. Even if it wasn't to do what he wanted.

Anywhere, as long as we're alone.

She remarked with another small grin, folding her hands in her lap. Even if she wouldn't let him go all the way, she did have some other ideas.
 
Mark almost had a bounce to his step as he left the dance with Amber in tow. They couldn’t head home, it wasn’t like his dad would give him privacy, or for that matter her dad. No they needed someplace where they could be alone, and Mark’s mind zipped through the options, discarding one after another, till he came on one that just might work. So as they approached the car, and he went around to open her door, he mention his idea.

Hey we could go park up at the lake, no one is out there at this time, and hang out.

Mark would like to do more than hang out, but still it would be private, and offer him the best chance to spend time with Amber, and maybe have a little fun. He closes her door after she gets into the car, and hurries around to his side.
 
Amber looked as if she was considering it before answering Mark. She smiled, looking over at him, resting a hand on his leg as he started up the car.

Sure, the lake sounds nice. Let's go.

She nodded, withdrawing her hand after a moment, having a little surprise in mind before they even got there. Before long they were out on the road, en route to their intended destination.

When it looked as if Mark was busy with driving, a small grin spread over Amber's face, discretely slipping her hands over into his lap without a word, nimbly undoing the button of his pants and zipping down his fly, reaching in and gently pulling out his thick, lengthy cock, which was surprisingly a little warm and starting to get hard.

Just relax, baby.

She murmured, giving him a couple of quick jerks, getting him a little harder before moving her head down into his lap, starting to tease the sensitive head with her wet tongue before wrapping her lips around it, gradually swallowing his hard length, letting her head bob on his thick member as her boyfriend drove. It seemed harmless enough, and it would keep her a virgin.
 
The traffic was light, and the closer they got to the lake, the less there was. Houses that were closer together thinned, because the lake was a recreational area, and substantially out of town. Everything was going normally as Mark considered how and what he might do to get Amber to consider having sex with him, the options running over and over through his head when a most surprising thing happened. The car almost jerked off the road, when he felt the delicate hand began to work his pants, and not just to rest on his knee but with the very specific intent of getting him aroused. On just a few occasions had Amber ever given him head, and each was marvelous, but this was totally unexpected.

Holy Shit! Oh my GOD!

Was all he could say as one of his fantasies began to come true, getting a blowjob while driving. Mark let off the gas, slowing down, just so he didn’t drive off the road. He wanted to look down, but in the darkness of the car all he could see was the back of her head, as she began to suck on his cock, which had quickly gotten hard.

Oh Fuck Amber that feels so good!

He wanted to close his eyes and enjoy the sensation, but he couldn’t, which probably let him last much longer as the fear of crashing kept him from concentrating on Amber’s excellent blowjob. One car passed, and Mark’s heart almost stopped, but soon they were again in complete darkness only the headlights of the car offering any illumination.
 
Mmm...mhmmm...mmmm...

Keeping her head down in his lap, Amber gently guided one of his hands from the steering wheel onto the back of her head as she continued to suck him off expertly. Despite her refusal to have sex, in an effort to keep Mark in their relationship, she had learned to give a damn good blowjob, and her boyfriend certainly seemed to enjoy it. Although, she knew it wasn't the only reason he stayed with her.

His hand, which she had guided onto her head, already started to spur her to suck harder and faster. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive head while her soft lips slid smoothly against the increasingly hard shaft that was nearing the back of her throat already.
 
Mark was now driving now with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the back of his girlfriends head. He couldn’t tell which was more thrilling her sucking on his cock, or the thought that the simplest mistake and they would be in an accident. Amber was so special and her willingness to give head was something he appreciated, even if it wasn’t sex, it sure felt good. How she took his cock into her mouth was still a wonder, and just how good it felt was simply awe inspiring. So Mark moaned as they made their way along the access road to the lake.

Oh Amber that feels so fucking good!

The closer they got, the more the pressure built in his balls and cock. Amber was working his shaft with amazing skills and even the threat of driving off the road, was no longer sufficient to distract him. The feeling of her lips wrapped around his shaft as she bobbed up and down was amazing. They went over one of those speed bumps and Mark almost lost control of the car, he was already loosing control of his cock.

I’m so close!

Mark was happy they were only going about 15mph or he might have lost it right there. Still he quickly pulled into the spot, the car coming to an abrupt stop, but that was the only thing that was stopping. Amber seemed eager, and he leaned back realizing his fingers were digging into her hair as the rush of euphoria swept over his body, his cock erupting in orgasm. His body shaking as he came.

Ahhhhhhh YES!!!!
 
Mmmm....

Amber was confident her boyfriend would not crash the car despite the intense distraction she was providing by giving him head. Her head had picked up speed quite a bit as they got closer to the lake. Her tongue and lips, along with her throat, worked simultaneously to bring him amazing pleasure. She could feel his fingers threading through her hair as he was getting closer and closer to his orgasm.

Before long they had arrived at the lake and Mark pulled into a parking spot. As he hit his release, she kept her head down, swallowing his warm release eagerly. Letting the hot cum flow down her throat. Steadily and gently she pulled her head back after a moment, licking and lapping up any excess cum before licking her lips, sitting back up in her seat. Brushing some hair out of her eyes, the girl smiled, tilting her head at him.

How was that for you?
 
With a loud groan, all Mark could see was the back of Amber’s head as she diligently slurped and swallowed his load. He’d heard some girl spit a guy's load out, or would just do a handjob, but Amber was the real deal, a girl that knew how to take care of business. How was he?

Oh that was great!

Still breathing deeply, Mark was amazed, because on one level Amber seemed so sexual and then on another she wouldn’t go any further, he just couldn’t figure it out. Shit if it were just him, they’d be doing it all the time. Why not do something that felt so good doing. Mark wasn’t that sophisticated or experienced so he wasn’t sure if he should kiss her, or something. So he mentions his idea.

Hey it’s a great night out, I got a sleeping bag in the trunk we can layout out like a blanket and look at the stars. What do you say?

Sounded romantic to Mark, but what the hell did he know what a girl liked and didn’t like.
 
That sounds very nice.

Amber nodded with a smile, glad that she was able to please him. She wasn't sure if he would still try to take things further after this, but it wouldn't surprise her. A night under the stars was a romantic gesture in her opinion, but it could just be a ploy to make a move on her. Still, she would go along with it, trusting he wouldn't force or pressure her into anything she wasn't comfortable doing.

Stepping out of the car, she walked back to the trunk, waiting for Mark to get the sleeping bag out and prepare everything.
 
Opening the trunk, Mark had a sleeping bag that was there from a trip he went on the previous weekend. If he opened up the zipper it could make a decent blanket to lay out somewhere. So taking the rolled up sleeping bag, he closed the trunk and took Amber’s hand.

Come on let’s find a nice spot.

With Amber in tow, they started to walk, Mark wanting to find a nice private spot to spend some special time with Amber. Making their way to the edge of the lake, the trees began to thin out and the night sky along with the lake came into view. On a knoll they found a great view. Mark figured this looked good, so he began to unroll and unzip the sleeping bag onto the grass, giving them some nice room to sit.

This looks like a great spot. What do you think?
 
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