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[Romance Story] DIARY OF A VIRGIN BOY – 3.0

“Dave be gentle! Dave be gentle!” It kept on ringing in my head.

Damn! She really thinks I know what I’m doing.

I’ll just pretend I do. She was looking up to me.

My hands found way between her legs as my lips touched hers. Her thighs came flailing apart. I fumbled with my hands. She pulsed shortly.

That had to be her spot! Her clitoris? Maybe.

‘Idiot! You didn’t cut your nails! You’re gonna injure her. You’re gonna injure her.’

My mind was running a marathon around one spot. God! She’s moaning! Is that pleasure or pain? I can’t even tell.

I follow the tutorials as the porn video replays in my head.

The next thing would be to insert. I slide in perfectly. This doesn’t feel weird at all. The warmth and sensitivity sends me off to space. Gosh! I never want to come out. The feeling’s amazing! I thrust in and out.

My throat make a guttural sound that was foreign to me. Gosh! I never want this to stop. Never! It gets hotter, her vagina tightens around me. The pleasure’s heightened. I go deeper. Deeper. Faster! faster!

She arches her back and lifts her head off the bed. She claws at my back. Her body makes seismic movements. She twists and contorts.

And then I shoot!
And then the spray!
I watched as she went limp and collapsed into bed.
I drop off too. Damn! This feels way better than all the years of self-servicing.

And then she asks: “baby, what are we now?”
I ignore. Wait! She was a virgin! There was no blood!

written by Ayomide O’tega 

About Praise

Praise Osawaru is a writer, poet, content developer and entrepreneur-in-training. His works have appeared in Black Youth, Nantygreens, Sprinng Literary Movement and Writers Space Africa. He was longlisted for African Writers Award 2019 and Shortlisted for The Zi Prize 2019. Follow him on Instagram/FB/Twitter: @wordsmithpraise

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