How I Lost My Virginity

I was an 18-year-old student. Two months after I got into the university of Thessaloniki… The truth is that porn always turned me on and I watched it often when I was alone at home… however, I had never completed anything with any boyfriend of mine since I was afraid of penetration. Very often I dreamed at night of being torn apart by well-built boys with huge dicks….

Despite my hesitations, however, and after a lot of thought, I decided to go to a sex shop with a friend of mine where we bought a vibrator… nevertheless, I never dared to use it because as I mentioned above, I was afraid it might hurt…

In the apartment building where I lived, the manager was a very handsome and elegant man, around 45, who as I later learned was married and had 2 children. As a new tenant in the building, I saw him for the first time after two months, that is, when he came to collect the common expenses. As soon as I saw him, I remembered all those dirty thoughts I had at night and decided that this was the kind of man I wanted to fuck me and tear me apart mercilessly. The one for whom I would become his little slut.

He was very polite with me and his gaze was penetrating and seemed full of promises… At the end of each month he would come and collect the common expenses and each time he ignited me more and more with his seriousness and his penetrating gaze. I wanted him to put me down and tear open my hungry pussy. Until last month when he knocked on my door, I told him to come inside so I could express my complaints about the tenants on the floor above.

I walked ahead and he was coming from behind… At some point as we were walking, I felt his hand sliding between my little legs and groping my pussy. I was startled but I liked it a lot and didn't pull away. Finally, the moment I had been waiting for so many months had come.. He pressed against me from behind and started groping me everywhere, telling me "I want to tear your pussy open and lick your little tits." I sighed and went to pull away…. But with one move, he laid me down on the couch, tore my blouse open and started sucking my little tits with frenzy.

This move of his drove me crazy and as turned on as I was, I grabbed his cock outside his pants. He turned and told me, "From the first moment I understood what a big slut you are," and with a move he turned me face down, lifted my skirt and forcefully tore my underwear and started licking my pussy with mania…
I was moaning loudly and begging him to tear me apart like a whore. Soon his cock started pounding my pussy forcefully… I liked it a lot and begged him not to stop.. He kept tearing into me with mania and in the end he came on my face.

Then he shoved his fingers into my little ass and that sent me flying… I wanted him to tear me from behind too and to experience what I had missed the previous years because of my inhibitions…. However, that didn't happen since his phone rang and interrupted us. He got dressed, gave me a hurried glance and left without saying anything to me… I knew that what happened that day could hardly have a continuation since he was married.
But since then, I've been waiting for the end of the next month for him to knock on my door again and tear me apart again…