AUDIO: [M4F] Bad Boy Takes Your Virginity

Title: “The Bad Boy and My Virginity”

The first time I met Derek, I knew he was trouble. His eyes were a piercing hazel, his chiseled jaw seemed to scream “warnings, red flags, do not approach,” but I found myself drawn to him nonetheless. There was an aura of danger around him, a promise of dark and dangerous nights that had me craving more. I was only 18, fresh out of high school and aching with a desperate need for his touch. I was a virgin, untouched and virginal, a fact I had never found as embarrassing as it felt now, in front of Derek’s hungry gaze.

“Name’s Derek,” he said, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down my spine. “You got one, sweetheart?”

“Amelia,” I replied, feeling my cheeks flush as I met his intense gaze. “Most people call me Amy.”

“Well, Amy,” he said, stepping closer, his presence overwhelming me, “I’m gonna give you a nickname. From now on, you’re mine. My girl.”

I felt my breath catch in my throat, my heart pounding in my chest as I looked up at him, trapped by his dark gaze. “Yours,” I whispered, the word escaping my lips before I could stop it.

Derek grinned, a wicked expression that made my knees weak. “Good girl. Now, let’s give you a tour of the motorcycle. It’s my other favorite ride.”

I followed him obediently, admiring the sleek lines of the motorcycle as he pointed out the different parts. “She’s got a lot of power,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “Just like me.”

I felt my face flush, heat building between my thighs as I imagined him taking me for a ride, his strong hands on my waist, his breath hot against my neck. I had never been with a man before, but Derek made me feel desperate, aching for his touch.

“I want to be yours,” I whispered, the words tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them. “I’ve never been with anyone before.”

Derek’s eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger. “All the better,” he growled, reaching out to cup my face in his hand. “I’m gonna make you mine, baby. I’ll teach you everything you need to know.”

I shuddered at his touch, my body responding with a needy ache that made me press closer to him. “Please,” I whimpered, “please take me.”

Derek chuckled darkly. “All in good time, sweetheart. First, you gotta prove to me that you can handle what I’ve got to give.”

He led me back into his workshop, the scent of oil and metal filling my nose. He pushed me down onto the old, ratty couch, his hands roaming over my body as he claimed my mouth in a searing kiss. I moaned into his mouth, my hands fisting in his hair as he took possession of my lips.

“Strip for me, baby,” he demanded, his voice rough with desire. “I want to see all of you.”

I trembled as I stood, slowly peeling off my clothes, revealing my curvy figure inch by inch. Derek’s eyes raked over me, his gaze like a physical caress as he took in every inch of my virgin body.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, “you’re so fucking sexy. I’m gonna ruin you for any other man.”

I shivered at his words, a mixture of fear and desire coursing through me. I wanted him, I needed him, and I knew that after he was done with me, I would never be the same again.

Derek took my hand and pulled me down onto the couch, his hard body pressing against mine, his lips trailing hot kisses down my neck. I gasped, arching into his touch, my nipples hardening as the rough denim of his jeans rubbed against my sensitive skin.

“I’m going to take your virginity now,” he rasped, his breath hot against my ear. “I’m going to make you mine.”

I nodded, my eyes wide with anticipation. “Yes, please,” I breathed, “take me. I’m all yours.”

With a growl, Derek pushed himself inside me, his thick length stretching me wide. I cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure as he filled me completely. He was big, so much bigger than I had imagined, and the feeling of him inside me was overwhelming.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he grunted, his thrusts slow and steady as he gave me time to adjust. “So fucking tight and perfect.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer, needing to feel every inch of him. He picked up the pace, his hips slamming against mine as he took me harder and faster. The couch creaked beneath us, the old springs screaming as he pounded into me.

“Come for me, baby,” Derek commanded, his voice rough with pleasure. “I want to feel you come on my cock.”

I felt myself teetering on the edge, my body tensing as the pressure built inside me. “Yes,” I moaned, my nails digging into his back as I clung to him. “Yes, I’m going to come.”

With a final thrust, Derek pushed me over the edge, my body convulsing around him as I came harder than I ever had before. He grunted, his own release following mine as he filled me with his seed.

We lay there for a moment, both of us panting and spent, our bodies tangled together on the ratty old couch. Derek pulled me close, his arms wrapping around me as he dropped a soft kiss on my hair.

“Sleep, baby,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “You’ve had a big day.”

I closed my eyes, feeling safe and protected in his arms. I knew that I had given him a part of myself that I could never take back, but I didn’t regret a single moment of it. Derek had taken my virginity, but he had also given me something that I had never had before – a sense of belonging, a feeling of being wanted and needed.

As I drifted off to sleep, I knew that my life would never be the same again. I was Derek’s now, and I had never felt more alive.