How I Lost my Virginity (Part Three)

Mother did not warn me about girls

Read part one here.

I woke up the next morning to a sore in my vagina, a good sore. Memories of last night came floating in and I drowned in them, feeling my cheeks flush and my nipple arouse. I turned to my side and saw Andre snoring lightly beside me.

I traced my hand on her chest, my, she was hairy. I liked.

She stirred.

“Good morning,” I whispered and planted a kiss on her lips. “Last night was amazing,” I added in a breath.

“Yeah?” she asked, lazily opening her eyes.

“Want to find out?” I said in between kisses as I began rubbing on her.

As I climbed on top of her, something caught my eye.

A red stain on the sheet.

“Fuck!” I screamed wide-eyed and lay back down immediately to hide it.

“What?” she asked, her attention suddenly alert.

“You have to go.”

“Why?” she asked, tracing my breasts.

I slapped her hand off. Not that I didn’t want it, I couldn’t let myself get tempted.

“Go. NOW!” I screamed. “I have a video call with my mother, she’ll ask too many questions, she’s…