Dead Romantic

I think everyone's scared during their first time. That something will be done or said or done that will completely and utterly deflate the mood, but the overwhelming fear (especially for a horny teen boy) is that we'll die virgins.

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I never imagined my first time would be like this, in complete darkness. I couldn't get a good look at her face much less her body. She ran her hand down my body, cold chills already long formed. Her breath was warm and sweet as it swept over me. The buttons on her shirt making small popping noises as she un-did them one by one, her clothes making that silent fall to the floor.

Her hands traced the inside of my leg, from ankle to groin slowly. I could feel her hand between my legs, first on my scrotum then on my shaft slowly working it up. If a grin could be audible, her's was. She gently stroked me till i was in the "at full attention" position.
In the dark i could make out her crawling on top swinging a leg over me. Tentatively she pushed herself against me, making herself wet. Her hips picked up speed as she took me into her, "let me do all the work" parted her lips in breathless gasps.

This must have been her first time as well. Soon i could tell she was close to climax. Her gasps came in quick short breaths making a whinnying sound almost begging for more. She bent forward her face mere inches from mine, and i could make out a little bit of a grin. Her teeth met my neck and she started to tug fiercely almost instantly leaving a mark.

Warmth ran down my shaft, spreading over my groin and legs. She sat there breathlessly before using her mouth to clean me off. But she stopped suddenly, somewhere in the distance a door closed and a voice was heard.

who could it be? Parents? Whose parents? So many questions came into my mind, me being unable to answer any of them. Where were we and who was this girl on top of me?

She was off to the side now, hurriedly trying to dress herself as the lights came on bathing us in bright florescence. A teacher and his scrubs wearing class came in. My partner caught a few seconds shy of completely having her bra on. The teacher wasn't has in the least. I'd never seen anyone so disgusted in my life.

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The teacher returned shortly after escorting my friend off the premises, now it was me and the class all-together in this room of cold metal. One of the students had thankfully pulled a clothe over and now even that was removed as the teacher instructed his students to equip their face shields. They said a small prayer (something about my family) and thanked me and them for our contribution. Soon the silence of the college's "morgue" was broken by the high pitch squeal of a electric bone saw.

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I may have died a virgin, but I didn't stay one for long.