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My First Time

Another college Saturday night        
Your roommate away for the weekend        
         
Our normal sexual routine suddenly shattered by        
"I want you ... inside me"        
         
Words I longed to hear from the moment we met        
Two and a half years eariler        
         
"What about protection?" I nervously ask        
The boyscout caught throbbing erection, unprepared        
         
That's when you suprise with a rubber        
Produced like a magical gift from the gods        
         
Fully sheathed, I mount you like I know what I'm doing        
While below you guide me in as I tremble        
         
Depsite the latex, I feel you from the inside        
Comparing the sensation to what I imagined        
         
I settle into a routine, start thrusting long and deep        
Then you wince, the flower has been crushed, womanhood achieved        
         
But here is where the story diverges from like most others        
Your pain continues, escalates thanks to yeasty betrayal        
         
I sense your discomfort, ask what's wrong        
You say "nothing" urging me to continue, spill ecstacy        
         
Desperate virginal humping continues till I notice        
Soft tears, mild shaking, and clenched bed sheets        
         
For a moment I have the urge to stop, end your suffering        
But then I became enboldened, forcefully continuing        
         
Harder, deeper thrusts commenced fully aware        
That each pleasurable penetration brings agony        
         
After that it does not take long for me to succumb        
Having the most intense orgasm of my life to this day      
   
Could it be because this was the first time making love    
or perhaps the sadistic perversion that highjacked me      
         
Was it at that moment that this gentle sadist was born        
That I cannot say, all that I know is he has grown so since then        
         
         
 
Written by LeColonel
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