Of course, we never get to choose who we fuck for the first time, it’s always the males who decide. My boyfriend planned to fuck me tonight, the last Friday the 13th with a full moon for several years. I was thankful that I had turned sixteen a few months ago, as I only grew hornier day by day.
I felt my pussy become wet as I thought about the positions Brenden would fuck me in: missionary, doggy, cowgirl… any would do as long as he fucked me long and hard.
I watched the sun go down outside the classroom window, giving way to the beautiful night of the full moon. There was only a few minutes until school finished and we were free for the weekend.
My teacher, Mr. Link, was handsome, and young. He stood at the front of the classroom now, pointing at something he had written on the board, but I wasn’t paying attention; my mind was already at home fucking Brenden.
I suppressed a moan as my fantasy developed, and I could see a few other girls grow restless as the end of the day approached agonizingly slow: there would be a lot of sore pussies tomorrow. I clenched my thighs together, trying to get some friction on my clit and silently groaned in frustration when I could not.
The bell finally rang, signalling our release, and everyone started to pack up with small cheers of joy and anticipation.
Just as I was reaching the door, I heard “Ruby!” and turned around to see Mr. Link looking at me, beckoning me over.
“I just wanted to talk to you for a moment, if that’s okay,”
“Of course, sir,” I stepped away from the door, letting it swing shut behind me, and sat on one of the desks at the front of the room. “Is everything okay?”
“Oh, everything is fine,” he laughed, “I just have to talk to you about something important.”
“Yes, sir?”
“Well, as you know, tonight is Friday the 13th, and it is also a full moon.” He seemed almost nervous, as if he was selecting his words very carefully. “And that it is a very sacred night for our people. I know you are of age now, but I just want to make sure you’re not going to do something you’ll regret.”
“What are you trying to say?” I was confused by the words coming out of his mouth. Why would he care who I fucked? Me, of all people?
“I’m trying to say…Brenden, are you sure you really want to have intercourse with him? Tonight?”
I felt a flare of anger burst through me. “Of course I do! How could you say such a thing? He’s my boyfriend, who else am I going to fuck?”
He didn’t seem to care about my cursing. “I am aware that you and he are involved, but all I am asking is, do you really think he would be a great sexual partner? The father of your child?”
“What do you mean?” I started to breathe heavily as anger coursed through my veins.
“A partner is great, sure, I’m not going to deny that…but, sometimes, a little extra on the side doesn’t hurt either,” He had a glint in his eyes, one that I couldn’t quite place, but it seemed almost…naughty. “Why have your first time be with someone who is inexperienced, and probably wouldn’t pleasure you right?”
“You have no right to-”
“I have every right to say this to you, I am your teacher, a member of your clan, and it is in my best interests to guide you on the right path. And Brenden is not the right path.”
“Oh really?” I said, loading my voice with sarcasm, “well who else am I going to fuck on such short notice if not my boyfriend?”
“I have an idea,” he murmured, and in an instant he was in front of me, arms wrapped around my body.
I tried to squeal, to make any sound, but his mouth crashed into mine, invading it with his tongue. His arms circled my waist, and I tried pointlessly to push him away, but he only held me tighter. I could feel his bulge press against my thighs, and felt wetness spread between my thighs.
He started to moan and rub against me, his hands snaking under my top, sending shivers down my spine as he traced it with his fingertips. He unhooked my bra, pulling it away and discarding it on the floor. My arms instantly reached for his top, pulling it off him and tossing it next to my bra.
I broke the kiss to look at his body: he was perfectly toned, his muscles standing out, and he reminded me of a perfectly chiseled statue. His blonde hair matched he gentle green eyes perfectly, eyes that never left mine as I raked over his body.
He kissed me again, but this time deeper, pulling my top off. My breasts were now exposed, and I was proud of them. He gripped my DDs in his hands, gently massaging my tits until they were hard little buds in his fingers.
“Ruby,” he moaned, “your tits are magnificent,” he pushed them together and jiggled them before going to back massage them.
My hands pulled at his jeans, pulling them down from his waist, to discover he had gone commando.
What stared at me now was nothing short of a monster cock. He was only semi-hard, yet he had to already have been at least twelve inches long, and five inches wide. Vampires really were extremely well endowed.
My pussy pulsed at the sight of his monster, and I momentarily worried if he would fit inside me, but the thought was gone when I felt my skirt being shoved down my body, revealing my bright orange panties.
He knelt in front of me, his hands gripping my waist, as he pulled my panties down slowly with his teeth, getting a full view of my freshly shaven pussy. I knew my wetness was visible, and his cock grew a few more inches and fully hardened.
“Oh baby,” he moaned, running his hands up and down my legs, “you smell so good,”
He made a show of sniffing my womanhood, closing his eyes and moaning.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back when I felt his fingers split my pussy lips open, revealing my hard little clit and sopping cunt.
He teased me slowly, first tracing his fingers around my labia, tickling me and making me moan.
“Please,” I gasped, “don’t- don’t tease me,”
He ignored me and continued for a few more minutes, drawing frustrated gasps and sighs from my body.
I jerked when his finger brushed over my clit, sending tingling sensations through my body.
