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Deflowered by Nina
« on: 26-Jan-17, 10:57 AM »
New Story -- I was picturing Nina as looking like Skylar Rene, but there's no rule that says you have to:

The summer after my sophomore year of college, I suddenly found myself living with a girl so hot I could barely stand it. See, when classes ended in the Spring, my roommate Chuck took a job back in his hometown, and decided to sublease his room while he was gone. Chuck was a jock, who played club rugby, which is where he met Nina, the only female in the league. When he told me he was giving his room to the a female rugby player, I expected Nina to be some giant, short haired lesbian, with broad shoulders a mustache. That’s why, when she showed up on the first day of summer, looking like the front page of a cosmo magazine, I didn’t really understand what was going on.

“You’re Todd, right,” she said, standing in the doorway, carrying a box in her arms.

My jaw dropped. She was stunning, in a tight blue t-shirt that hugged her perky c-cups. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples protruded under the fabric. She had on equally tight pink short shorts that showed off a perfectly round ass, an ass that looked like a heart when she bent over to set the box down.

“I’m Nina” she said with a bright smile. Nothing about the way she looked and acted said “rugby player.” She wore makeup, and I could smell some fruity conditioner wafting from her hair. She was as girly as any cheerleader I’d ever met.

“I’m…I’m Todd,” I said.

“I know,” she giggled. She looked me up and down for a long moment, as if evaluating me.

“Yeah, you’ll do,” she finally said after a minute, “So most of my stuff is coming later, but I’ve got a couple boxes downstairs. Could you get this one,” she asked, motioning to the box she’d just put down outside my doorway.

“I uh…sure,” I said.

“Thank you so much,” she said, as she turned and bustled back down stairs, and that’s when I noticed the one part of her body that didn’t fit the standard magazine cover model body type — her legs. They were massive and thick with muscle. Definitely thicker than mine. Probably thicker than Chuck’s. I started at them until they were out of sight, and then realized I was drooling a little. I went to pick up her box, and almost threw my back out. It was small but it was heavy as hell. I had to lift with my legs and even then, I strained to get it as far as the living room, where I plopped it down and heard something metal inside clang on the ground.

As I caught my breath, I heard “sorry, those are some of my weights,” from behind me. I turned to see Nina, carrying another stack of boxes. She put them down, picked up the weights I had just been straining to carry with one quick motion, threw them on top of her stack of boxes, and carried them all into Chuck’s room. In the room, I heard her unpacking.

“So, Chuck said you’re a great cook,” she shouted from inside the room.

“I uh…yeah I guess,” I said.

“Well that’s good, because I can’t crack an egg. You don’t mind if I use the living room for my morning workouts, do you? I’m usually done by 7.”

“Sure,” I said.

“I’m gonna go to the river. You wanna come,” she asked.

“N…no thanks,” I said.

“Fine, your loss. But could you do me a favor?”

She emerged from her room, her t-shirt and shorts now replaced with a baby blue bikini. She approached me and turned around, giving me a glimpse at her backside.

“Could you tie this,” she said, referencing her bikini straps.

I froze for a second, my heart pumping fast.

“I…um…”

Then I just turned and speed-walked out of the room and into my bedroom, closing the door behind me.

I should probably explain that I grew up in a super-religious household, in an even more religious small town where the boys and the girls where kept separated or chaperoned at all times. Before I got to college, I’d never seen a girl in a bathing suit in person — in fact, even sleeveless blouses where still pretty exotic to me. At 19, I still had never kissed a girl, or held hands with one, or watched porn. Of course I wanted to do all those things, but something about the habits I’d been raised with still stuck. And now, the idea of living with this gorgeous, uninhibited, mostly naked amazon goddess had apparently been an overload to my senses.

There was a knock at my door.

“Todd?”

“Sorry, I’m not feeling well.”

“I’m coming in,” Nina said, opening the door.

“Please don’t.”

She ignored me and walked right in. Now she was wearing a t-shirt over her bikini top, but still no shorts.

“Look, I’m sorry, that was kind of forward of me,” she said, sitting on my bed, “will you please sit,” she asked.

“I’ll stand, thanks,” I said.

“Sit down,” she said calmly but firmly, pointing to my bed.

I complied, rigidly planting myself as far away from her as I could while still sitting.

“Chuck warned me you were kind of…old-fashioned. So I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what” I said defensively, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,”

“Listen,” she cut me off, “I really like my body. I really like my sexuality. And I think you do too. You just don’t realize it yet. But if we’re going to live together for a bit, I think you need to get used to it.”

As she spoke, she inched closer to me.

“Todd, I think we can have a lot of fun together this summer, but first you have to get over this.”

I moved to stand, but Nina grabbed my arm, pulled me back down and placed my hand on her massive thigh. It was even more impressive to touch.

“See, that’s not so bad, is it,” she said.

“No,” I said, my eyes locked on the floor.

Next, Nina took off her t-shirt and tossed it aside.

“Good. Now I want you to move your hand up onto my chest.”

“Okay, I gotta go,” I said panicking and lunging for the door. But before I got there, Nina was in the way.

“Nope,” she smiled playfully. She walked slowly towards me and I backed up.

“Oh God, yes,” she said, “let’s do a little cat and mouse.”

I headed for my window, put before I could even unlatch it, I felt too hands clamp onto my shoulders and whirl me around. Nina was an inch shorter than me, but in her confidence, she seemed to tower over me.

“Do you think you could lift me,” Nina asked, “because I bet I could lift you.”

Then slowly, she backed me into the wall, and put her cheek against mine, smelling me, like a predator, sniffing out its prey. I felt paralyzed. And slower still, she began to wrap her arms around mine, locking them at my sides. She pulled me into a bearhug and started to squeeze. Now I tried to pull away but I was helpless.

“Good, struggle little mouse,” she whispered into my ear.

“Please, I can’t handle this,” I protested.

“Sure you can,” she said, “you just need me to teach you a couple things.” Then she lifted me up off my feet and carried me over to the bed, laying me down, and straddling herself on top of me.

I moved to get up, but she easily shoved me back down with one hand on my chest.

“First rule,” she said, “no more shirts or pants in the apartment. Take them off.”

“Nina, please.”

She took her hand off my chest, and put both her hands around one of my ankles, twisting it.

“Take it off,” she said, again.

I yelped in pain and did as she said, and while I did, she pulled off my shoes and pants.

And once I was stripped down to just my boxers, she said “oh this is so great,” running her hands up my bare legs, “I’ve actually never gotten to take someone’s virginity before, so this will be a first for me too.”

This is not how I’d ever thought this would go. Part of me was loving every second of this, but part of me was desperately fighting to keep control over my own body.

“No!” I shouted pulling away from her and rolling onto the floor.

She was mounted on top of me in half a second. I curled up and tucked my head in like a turtle. I felt her hand snake underneath me and grab hold of my balls.

“Come out to play, mousey,” she coaxed.

I rolled over, trying to get her hand away from my privates, which gave her all the opening she needed to pin me on my back, with my hands once again locked at my sides, this time by her powerful legs. With my arms locked in and all her weight on my chest, I was helpless to do anything but lie there, as she reached behind and undid the bikini top she’d asked me to tie a couple minutes earlier. She tossed the bikini top aside.

“Lesson one. These are boobs.”

Then she leaned down, putting her hands behind my head and shoving my face into her chest.

“This is what they feel like.”

For a few minutes, she kept me there, rubbing her gorgeous tits all over my face.

“Get to know them. You’re gonna be spending a lot of time with them.”

I tried to pull away multiple times. Sometimes she’d let me, just so she could shove me right back in, giggling as she did.

“Suck on them,” she instructed, “they like to be sucked on.”

I wouldn’t do it. It just felt like a line I couldn’t cross.

“Todd, I told you to suck on them,” she said patiently.

I didn’t.

Finally she sighed, cocked a hand back and slapped me hard on the cheek.

“You have to listen to me honey,” she said gently.

The right side of my face went numb.

“You ready to obey,” she asked.

I did nothing.

“Okay she said,” slapping me again. Even though it was an open hand slap, I started seeing stars.

“I need you to do what I say, or I’m gonna have to stop using an open hand” she said, without a hint of anger or frustration in her voice.

I finally gave and took her right nipple in my mouth, gently suckling at it.

“Oh good boy,” she said, sounding genuinely delighted. “Now the other one….good. This is one of the ways you can show me that you want to please me. I like it, and you like it too. Don’t you?”

I didn’t answer, but only because now I was now consumed with sucking greedily at her left breast

“I’ll take that as a yes,” she giggled, “okay, enough for now,” she said, pulling me away and then scooting up until she was sitting straddled across my face. I was engulfed in darkness and sweat.

“Lesson two. This is my pussy. This is the new center of your universe. Smell it. Taste it.”

I was short on breath, and having just gone from never having seen a vagina to suddenly having one pressed against my face with 130 pounds of force, I panicked, and tried to turn my head, but it was locked in place between her thighs.

“Don’t be shy baby,” Nina said.

I did nothing.

“Okay, let’s jump ahead to lesson three for a second,” Nina said, suddenly pulsing her legs together with force around my head, and instantly I felt like my skull was under threat of caving in. I tried to scream, but it came out muffled underneath her. She loosened up, and slid back down, until her legs were around my torso. Then she applied pressure there, and suddenly I was gasping for breath.

“Lesson three. This is what happens when you don’t listen to me. I can crush you. I can take your air. Put your hands on my legs.”

This time I did not hesitate to listen.

“I can do all kinds of things with these legs. They can be lots of fun for you. Or they can be your prison. It’s really up to you.”

She loosened up and I gasped for air.

“Aw, I’m sorry I had to put you through that” she said, wrapping her arms around me in a firm hug, “I promise I’m really sweet most of the time. I just need you to understand some things, okay?”

I nodded obediently.

“Aw,” she kissed me gently.

“Was that your first kiss,” she asked.

I nodded.

“Well I’m glad. Now look, not everything I tell you to do is going to seem like something you want to do at first, but you have to trust me,” she said, “like for instance, now I’m gonna pee on you.”

I tried to pull away but she tightened her legs and I was stuck there. She burst out laughing. “Just kidding. I’m not gonna pee on you. That’s not my thing. Geez, you’re nervous. I think we need to wrestle a bit, to work out some of your extra energy.”

She got to her knees. “Come at me,” she said, with a playful grin on her face.

I charged at her with everything I had, but all my momentum was arrested the second I made contact. It was like charging at an iron statue. She effortlessly threw me back in the direction I’d come from and I hit the ground with force.

“Again,” she said.

I charged again, and again, she threw me back in the direction I’d come from. This time she didn’t wait for me to get up. She picked me up in a fireman carry and flipped me over her shoulder. I hit the ground and felt the wind leave my lungs. Still breathing heavily, I felt her pick me up and flip me over again. She put me in a half Nelson, wrapped her legs around my torso, and started squeezing. With what little breath I had left I said in a weak voice, “Nina, please, I’m begging you…”

“Aw you are too cute,” she said, “I think you need some lap-sitting time, to get your breath back.”

She easily pulled me up, onto her lap, where she cradled me with one arm hooked under my knees and one behind my neck. My head rested against her bare breasts as I slowly got my air back.

“That’s it. Let go. Get totally vulnerable, with me,” she said.

I nuzzled my head against her chest. “I’m sorry,” I said.

“For what,” Nina asked.

“For not obeying you right away.”

“Oh, sweetie, that’s okay. You were scared. But there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

“Thank you,” I said.

“You’re welcome.” 

I started kissing her breasts.

“This is my favorite thing in the world,” she said, “a cute guy lying helpless in my arms, paying homage to my body, knowing his place. I just love it.”

Nina kissed my forehead, then stood up, lifting me with her. She laid me down on the bed.

“Now, since this is your first time, I want to make it special for you. We’re not gonna leave this bedroom for days. And when you finally do leave, you’re gonna know every part of my anatomy better than you know your own. But first, I want to take your request; how would you like your first orgasm with a girl?”

“I don’t know,” I said through heavy breaths. “I’m beginning to realize I don’t know what I want.”

“That’s okay,” Nina said, “I know what you want.

She took off her bikini bottom, and slowly sat herself down on my face. Suddenly, I was up close and personal with that heart shaped ass I’d been mesmerized by the first time I laid eyes on her. I kissed it, gratefully. I never wanted to leave.

Then I felt her hands pull down my boxers and I felt her warm lips lock around my stiff cock, working the tip, while her fingers helped it along at the base. Her tongue worked the shaft of my penis hitting pleasure points I didn’t even know existed; it was like she knew my own cock better than I did. I wanted it to last, but I couldn’t. I felt pressure building up inside me like a geyser about to erupt, and when I came, I spasmed up uncontrollably, groaning in unbridled pleasure. For a second, I actually forgot who I was.

Panting, drenched in sweat, I looked up at Nina, my goddess, who had turned around to face me, her loyal servant. She beamed down at me and said “I think this is gonna be a great summer.”