Cielo Riveros, and I want to tell you how I lost my virginity
Hello everyone, my name is Cielo Riveros, and I want to tell you how I lost my virginity, with my psychologist a month ago, in fact, he was the one who spoke about this page and I write the story at his request. After that first meeting we have had many others, really from that first moment I am at his disposal to be with him when he asks me and I let myself do what he wants, and in each encounter I learn new things about sex that I did not know.
Although the first meeting was a month ago, it all really started in April 2022 when for some family and personal issues I had to go to a psychologist and my dad was recommended to him. It is worth clarifying that my father knows nothing about our encounters. I agreed to go to the psychologist because I really needed it, I was very disoriented in the things of my life and a little help is what I was going to need, and especially because, psychology is the career I always wanted to study. I'm not going to focus so much on how our sessions were because it's beside the point, I'll just say that from the first moment I saw him (I was 18 at the time and now I know he's 37) something changed in me. The truth is that everything was always very professional, there was never a bad comment, a hint, a bad look, but I needed to go to his sessions, I never missed any of them and I feel that the way he made me understand life had a drastic change in me. Did I fall in love with him? No, of course not, or not that kind of love in which one dreams that he is going to be my partner, and we are going to get married and have children and live happily ever after, no, I just couldn't get it out of my head and I needed more and more of his presence and what better than his sessions.
This is how time passed between April and October 2022, where we saw each other without fail once a week. There were sessions where I cried a lot because of the topics to be discussed, and he always ended up inviting me to hug him and gave me a long silent hug, he didn't say a word, he just hugged me tightly, and I with my head on his chest, his aroma intoxicated me, I never wanted him to let go of me, until he gave me a kiss on the front and told me "we're done for today".
Those hugs became my addiction. The worst thing is that due to my family and personal conditions that led me to the psychologist, I have never had a boyfriend, I had never dated anyone, that is, I had never given him a kiss, feeling him so close with those hugs produced sensations that I had never felt and that at night made me sweat and take away sleep.
In October the sessions ended, as I say, he was always very respectful and professional, and that implied precisely finishing the sessions according to his work plan, which was a sadness for me. However, he always told me from the first session that when I needed something and he as a psychologist could support, that I should simply write to his WhatsApp and so I did, from time to time I would write to him to tell him some thought, some idea, some sadness and he was always available to answer me. Also from time to time he was the one who wrote to me asking me how I was doing, how the family messes were going, or other things, and my heart always beat a thousand when a message from him came in, but I resigned myself to it being that way. There was really no reason to go back to the consultation and he did not propose or insinuate it to me, and I only fantasized about his hugs and caresses and everything he made me feel in my body.
2023 began and our dynamic was the same. I remember that he wrote to me in mid-January as usual and we talked about my birthday in a few days. I felt very sad that that day he arrived and he did not write to congratulate me, I thought he was going to keep it in mind, in addition to that same day another event occurred and that is that it was not only my 18th birthday, but my high school degree, and I had no news of him all day.
But my surprise was greater when he wrote to me 3 days later. His message that day was strange, he had never spoken to me like that. He did not greet me in the formal and professional way he always did, but his message was excusing himself, with a lot of shame for having forgotten my birthday, according to what he told me, he thought it was that day, but before congratulating me he checked my medical history and realized that it had been 3 days ago. That made me change all my sadness because then I did have my birthday in mind, but I had confused the date and not that I didn't have it in mind. I also realized that he didn't know about my bachelor's degree because we hadn't talked about it, so that's when he found out about both things, and that's where everything began to change.
After the respective super congratulations for both my birthday and my grade, he told me that he wanted to invite me to lunch to celebrate both. He had never made me any proposal, I didn't know what to answer, my heart and my thoughts were racing, I had never dated a boy, much less someone so old, but full of joy and fear, I said yes.
He told me to choose what I wanted to eat, that I would indulge in any plate of food, and I told him that I didn't want an exotic restaurant, that a pizza or hamburger would be fine, and so it was, two days later he took me to the best pizza and burger restaurant in town. Very few times I would have been able to go to this one because of its cost that did not allow me to go, but there I was with him. I also thought it would be a problem with my dad, because he is very jealous and careful with me. I thought he wouldn't let me go, but to his surprise, he agreed. Like every dad, he gave me 270483289420 recommendations and made me demand that he tell him the restaurant where we were going and what time we would go, I didn't like that very much, but it was my chance to see him again.
He picked me up in his car at the door of my house, greeted my dad, told him where we were going and at what time we were returning. He barely looked at me, opened the passenger door for me and turned around to get in. When he got back in the car, he greeted me with one of those hugs that I missed so much that it made me go blank, I don't know if it was 10 seconds, 10 minutes or 10 hours, it was what I needed, what I had waited for so long for months, until he gave me a kiss on the forehead that meant the end of the hug, And he told me "Happy birthday and happy graduation", I melted when he also gave me a gift, a gold chain, which he himself put on me and told me "so that you always remember that I will be waiting for you to achieve your dreams". Since then that chain has been a treasure for me and I never want to take it off.
The lunch was delicious, we talked very absentmindedly about how these months had been without seeing each other, and he as always, very professional, very decent, and I with a thousand fanciful ideas in my head, that I was even embarrassed, thinking all this and that he was not thinking the same as me.
At the promised time, that is to say exactly 2 hours later, I was already at the door of my house, and my dad at the window waiting for the issue to be fulfilled, he said goodbye to me with a new hug of those that I call hypnotist, and told me "I hope this outing is repeated". His words rang my ears and my heart with emotion. Did he really want to see me again? I replied that of course when he wanted. And he told me. Next time it won't be in a restaurant, next time, I'll cook for you. God, I couldn't believe what he was telling me, I felt that tears were going to come out, but as I could I restrained myself, and I said goodbye with a goodbye and got out of the car. He lowered the window and waved goodbye to my dad.
Two days later came the message I was looking forward to. They were two days of not sleeping well, of anxiety and despair for not having news from him. I didn't focus on my things, I didn't want to do anything, but to be aware of my WhatsApp so that he would write to me, and that's how it was.
Again, very formal and professional as always:
Ps: Hello Cielo Riveros, how are you? How are your things going?
D: Hello, very well and you, here in the house.
Ps: I'm glad, very much. Cielo Riveros, I told you that the next time I saw you, I wanted to cook for you, and that's serious, and I want it to be tomorrow, at noon. Do you have any objections or impediments?
His way of talking to me, of reminding me of the subject, was a real short circuit for me. No one had ever spoken to me like that, I didn't know if it was an order, an invitation, a question, I was confused, but, full of happiness and emotion and I answered:
D: Sure, I don't have any impediments, but where are you going to do it? (I asked him the question because, I knew he was married, and maybe I was making thousands of crazy fantasies with him, maybe he wouldn't with me, but, something told me that he wouldn't go to his house)
Ps: The important thing is that you have no objection or impediment, I take care of everything.
D: Well, on second thought, if I think there is one, my dad! It's one thing for me to tell him we're going to a restaurant and it's one thing for me to tell him you're going to cook for me. I honestly doubt he'll like that idea and won't let me go.
Ps: I understand. Solve it, and tell me, I hope you confirm today at 5:00pm if you were able to solve it, otherwise we will have to leave it for another day.
Again his words short-circuited me. The way he spoke to me was electrifying. They were orders, but they weren't, I wouldn't know how to explain it, but I felt that I had to do it, I wasn't asking myself, I was informing myself.
I talked to my best friend. I wasn't able to tell him the whole story, I just needed him to cover me. I had never done anything like this in my life, it had never occurred to me to lie to my dad, and I had never had any secrets with my best friend, although I had never told her about my fantasies with my psychologist, but I did know that I had gone to sessions. I told her "Friend, I need to ask you a favor that I have never asked you for, I need you to cover me with my dad in something very important to me, but that I cannot tell you now, I promise you that later, you will be the first to know everything, absolutely everything, but now cover me without questions". My friend's surprised face I had never seen before, but her eyes fixed on me through the video call, I think she imagined where the subject was going and when she knew that she had never dated a boy, nor had she had a boyfriend or anything, she put a smile from ear to ear and put the only condition that I had to be the first person to find out everything, and so I promised him.
I told my dad that I would go to my best friend's house in the morning, that he knew perfectly well who she was and where she lived, and that I would have lunch with her and her family and return in the evening. I repeat, I had never lied to my father with these things, ever, so he had no reason to doubt.
D: Hello, how are you? (I wrote to my Psychologist at 4:45pm). I have already resolved the issue, you have to pick me up at this address, there will be no problem.
Ps: Hello Cielo Riveros, nice to greet you (He replied) I'm glad you were able to solve it. I understand that then your dad won't know anything, don't worry, maybe the important thing is to have a good time and that I'll cook delicious for you. You deserve it! Tomorrow at 11am I'm in that direction. Have a nice afternoon!
That was all he wrote to me, I didn't know what to answer, or what to say, I just managed to write
D: It's worth great, mañana see each other.
Another night without sleeping well, not even before my sessions I had so many sleepless nights, this was already making me desperate, my body felt strange from the tips of my toes, to my hair, my vagina sweaty and burning, my erect nipples were crying out to be touched, and my lips super dry. As I had already mentioned, my relationships with other male people were null. Well, of course I had friends and I shared with them, but none of them ever hinted at me and I with thousands of family and personal problems, I never thought about that either. I had never masturbated either, that day, that night, my body asked me for something that I didn't know how to give it to it, it tried to touch me everywhere, but I couldn't calm down, only a shower at 3am, made me calm down.
The next day my psychologist very punctually picked me up at 11am at the address of my best friend. In fact, my dad took me there (he never let me go out alone) and told me that he would pick me up at 5pm.
My psychologist got out, barely looked at me, turned around, opened the car door for me, I got in, turned around to get in and again... That long and great hug my head on his chest, smelling his aroma, (that day he had a different cologne), his silence that said a thousand things to my head, and after I don't know how long, a kiss on the forehead.
Ps: how are you?, he asked me
D: A little nervous, I had never lied to my dad, but I knew that telling him the truth was not being here, so, yes, a little nervous.
Ps: Don't worry, you're safe with me, and you'll be back in time before your dad picks you up. I agree?
His words were of total peace. Telling me that I was safe with him was superfluous, I knew it, I wasn't afraid of him, I was afraid of my dad, but with him, everything was perfect.
Ps: I have booked an AirBnB where I have already prepared the things to cook for you. I hope you like it.
What? Of all the times I killed my head thinking about how he would cook for me, it never occurred to me that possibility. Really this man had everything coldly calculated, and we went to the place.
We arrived at a nice apartment in a good neighborhood of the city, it had an entrance to an underground parking lot and since he had already gone, they knew the car, its tinted windows did not allow the outside to see who was inside, and the advisor took us to a 7th floor, where we did not meet absolutely anyone at that time. On each floor there were 3 apartments, he opened one and we went in.
It was a very small apartment, it had a bar that differentiated the kitchen from what was the living room and dining room at the same time, and a door that led to a single room. In the space that wasn't the kitchen, there was a 4-seater square table and a large sofa and sliding bay window that led to a small balcony overlooking the city. Inside the room was a double bed, a closet, a 50-inch TV and a bathroom.
He told me to make myself comfortable, that the food would be ready soon, he had already started to prepare something, which he suspended to go pick me up. I will not focus now on the details of the lunch, I will only say that this man cooks like the gods, a dish that was exquisite for him. During lunch we talk about banal things, laugh at others, etc.
When we finished lunch, I helped him clear the table, we set up the kitchen, and he said, "Come, let's go to the room for a while, " and he took my arm and pulled me.
I was paralyzed, I got nervous, my heart was racing, I didn't know what to do, I didn't move, I wasn't able to articulate a word. I wasn't afraid, I knew that nothing bad was going to happen to me, nothing I didn't want, but I had never been in that situation and a thousand and one things were going through my head.
He was a little surprised that I did not move, and he looked me in the eyes, a fixed and penetrating look, and said again: Come, let's go to the room for a while and he pulled me a little harder and more insistently, but never hurting me.
I walked as if on autopilot.
When we entered, he closed the door, he had the air conditioning on, the temperatures of the city are always high any time of the year, but for me, that was the hottest day of my life.
He sensed my nervousness, he wasn't stupid, so he approached me very slowly and didn't hug me like before, like I liked, or like he had always done. He put my head on his chest, and he rubbed my hair and said to me, do you trust me?
My head on his chest gave my ear directly to his heart, he was calm, he was relaxed, he was at peace, how could I not trust someone like that?
D: Yes, I told him. I don't know why I feel nervous, and why I can't move freely, but yes, I trust you a lot.
Ps: Thank you, today will be a very special afternoon for both of you.
After that he separated himself a little from me and sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at me, for the first time, or at least that I noticed, he looked me up and down, without any qualms, he caressed my arms going up and down them in a slow, gentle way. Then he caressed my face, ran his hands over my eyes, nose and mouth, and said to me
Ps: Eliminate from your mind any thoughts you have, of whatever, I just want you to think about yourself and enjoy
My heart was racing, I could hear him, and I was sure he could hear it too.
She went down very slowly with her hands to my blouse, it was a white one, tight to my figure.
Here it is important to describe myself. I am 156 in height. I'm thin, 48kg, I've always been told that I have a very nice face (although I don't believe it and it was one of the things to work with the psychologist in session), normal breasts, somewhat striking yes, type b cup, flat stomach, legs shaped by nature because exercise and I are not friends, and a butt that although it is small, It has a small oval shape that I've always felt catches my eye, along with my face.
With his hands he went down very slowly to my blouse, and one by one he did not take out the buttons, there were 6 in total. My breathing was agitated, he told me not to think about anything, but impossible, I thought about a thousand things. What was happening? Why were we here? What was about to happen without ever talking about it?
While he was asking me all these questions he continued and when I realized, he finished taking out my blouse and remaining in a bra in front of him. I had never been like this in front of anyone, in fact, nor did I like my dad seeing me like that, but there I was, breathing heavily, but confident.
His hands ran over my body, he put them on my breasts, erect and warm as well. He pulled me from behind towards him in such a way that, when I was sitting on the bed, his head was just below my chest and my stomach and he began to kiss it very slowly. He did it with total softness that I began to feel in the clouds. While one of his hands was attached to one of my breasts and the other to my butt. Clearly, at that point, he had no qualms of any kind.
He made me turn around and sit on his lap. I immediately felt his erection. It is true that it was my first sexual experience or any contact with any man, but I was not naïve either, my dad talked to me about sex, at school they talked about sex, on the networks they talked about sex, and there sitting on his legs I felt his erection on my butt. It felt hard, like a saber, I had never seen or touched one, and there I was feeling it for the first time.
He continued with his hands running over my body, putting his fingers in my mouth, while kissing my shoulders and back. Then it went to the neck and ear, and began to tell me: You are very sexy Cielo Riveros, very beautiful, I like you very much, and I am going to turn you into a woman, today you will be mine, solely and exclusively mine. He said this to me by reaching into my bra cup by touching my breasts directly with his hand for the first time.
Every syllable of hers was a shiver in my body, I felt like I was in the clouds, in paradise, and I only managed to tell her "make me a woman, make me yours"
He massaged my breasts for a few minutes while he kissed my neck and dark circles and I sat on his legs feeling the tremendous erection I had. After this he took his hands out of my breasts, took them to the back of my bra and unbuttoned it at once, kissing every corner of my back and neck while his hands grabbed my two breasts without any modesty. The feeling was very pleasant for me, I didn't know much what to do, I just let myself be guided by him. Instinctively I moved on his legs rubbing his penis on my tail, while I gave myself over to pleasure.
At one point he stood me up and turned me around, for the first time he saw my breasts, which were red and hot and hard from his massages, he looked me straight in the eyes, his face was one of total lust, almost unrecognizable, the desire he emanated was indescribable, it scared me a little, but I still let myself go.
Looking into my eyes he put his hands on my belly and went up very slowly, he landed again on my breasts, which he massaged delicately making me moan a little, and then one of his hands continued up passing through my neck and reaching my face. With one hand he rubbed my left breast and with his right hand he ran over my face and inserted his fingers into my mouth, then he began to descend again all over the body and when he reached the waist he brought me closer again to him than sitting on the bed, he was at the height of my breasts, which he began to kiss and suck. It was an incredible feeling, the rushes I felt all over my body were indescribable, and it was such a unique sensation, that I didn't notice the other things he was doing, I didn't notice when he unbuttoned my pants, I only noticed when he started to pull them down. That made me come out of the trance I was in, and I got nervous again. That is, I did know what was happening and above all what was going to happen, but everything was new to me, from being with a man for the first time in every way, including getting naked.
My pants fell little by little, while he continued kissing my breasts and with his hands he ran over my legs and my tail. There I was in front of him, alone in my panty and my tights. He stopped kissing my breasts to start going down on my belly, he turned me around again and sat me on his legs, while he kissed my back and shoulders again, one hand rested on my breasts again and another ran my legs, which I instinctively opened, and he took the opportunity to touch my vagina over my pantyhose. My excitement was total, my pantyhose, totally wet, went through the fabric and he made a gesture of approval. Then he directed his hands inside my pantyhose, a part of me wanted to stop him instinctively, with my hand, but he very nimbly prevented it.
His fingers got lost in the fabric of the panty and reached my little slit in a sea of fluids, but being touched for the first time. He asked me in my ear if I masturbated when I was alone. His question caught me off guard, and I replied that I had rarely done it, that when I felt so excited and wanted to touch myself, he would give me a cold shower.
He was playing with his fingers inside me for a few minutes, he did it hard sometimes by rubbing my clitoris, and other times gently. That combination drove me crazy and I had my first orgasm. It was brutal, it was something I had never felt before in my life. If I hadn't been sitting on his lap, I probably would have fallen to the floor because everything was shaking and panting with excitement. My breathing was very agitated, I didn't know what to do or say. He ran me in such a way that I was sitting on the bed and he was standing staring at me, I couldn't look at him out of grief, the orgasm I was still feeling had me out of my mind completely. He took me by the chin and made me look at him and said "Welcome to the world of pleasure, and what you just felt is just the beginning"...
The beginning? Those words turned me around in my head, my breathing was agitated by itself, I panted with pleasure, and I wasn't putting a finger on me at that moment, but, in short, I was not the owner of my body, nor my mind.
He kept his hand on my chin and made me look him in the eye, and he told me "it's time for you to do something, take off my clothes".
His tone of voice is soft, but direct, again that feeling of "he's giving me an order, but it doesn't sound like one".
I automatically got up, he didn't move an inch, so our bodies were very close together, I was almost naked only with my pantyhose and my stockings, and he with all his clothes on, a black long-sleeved shirt, a dark blue jean and his shoes.
He took my hands and brought them to his chest, I understood that I had to start undoing the buttons of his shirt, I did it one by one, while he stared at me and told me that he was very happy to be my first man and the person who taught him everything about sex, but also that I allowed him to. His words made me blush a little, however, I continued with my task. I discovered that under his shirt he had a white stretcher, to which he raised his arms and I understood that I had to take it off.
Once shirtless, he continued to stand and took off his shoes, took my hands and put them on top of his chest, told me "touch me everywhere, it's hours for you to explore too".
I didn't know if I was doing it right or wrong, he didn't say anything, he just stared at me with a slight smile as if of pleasure and evil at the same time. Then he told me "take off my jeans".
My hands automatically went down to the right place, I unzipped his strap and undid the button and unzipped. For the first time my hands felt the hardness of his penis as I unzipped the penis. Black boxers peeked out as a result of the large bulge that his penis made, I had never seen one live and direct. A video or two out of curiosity no more, but nothing as close as this. He stepped forward which made me fall up sitting on the bed because of the closeness of our bodies. My face was a little higher than the height of his erect penis and he told me "lower the jeans completely", so I did and he finished taking it off between his legs.
Now we were on equal terms, I in white panty with pink and tights and he in his black boxer shorts with a large bulge in my sight, but without tights, which he took off when he finished taking out his jeans.
Then he took my right hand and brought it directly to his penis over the boxer and said, "take it out too." My hands went to the elastic of his underwear, and I pulled it down. His penis bounced and there I was seeing an erect penis for the first time. I didn't know what sensations it provoked in me, it was a total excitement mixed by curiosity for the first time of everything, and at the same time to think that that penis was too big for my 48 KG of muscle mass. It looked long, imposing, pointing to the ceiling. He had the circumcision done, which made him look much thicker, with some very small hairs around him.
He took my hand again and put it directly on his member, and gave me "enjoy and explore". I didn't know directly what to do, I had never done it, nor had I even imagined it. He noticed it and guided me, he did it slowly and seemed to like it, then he told me, "open your mouth".
I didn't know what to do at that moment, I hadn't thought about any of that, of course I knew about oral sex, but were you going to do it?, he, as if guessing my thoughts told me, "trust me, everything we do today, you're going to like it, open your mouth"... He finished that sentence in that tone that confused me, that ordered me, but did not force me but that completely broke with any will of mine for anything, and I did it, closed my eyes, opened my mouth and approached his huge penis.
He told me "just suck slowly, and don't rub with your teeth, the rest will be your instinct". He got a little closer because he put one foot on top of the bed, which made his penis enter practically all over my mouth, leaving half a penis outside, while I sucked as he had indicated. He just made a push and pull motion while I sucked and licked, which he said "it's not bad for the first time, how delicious you make it, I thought it would be worse, but I love how it's your first time". I didn't know if that was a compliment, but I turned red, I wanted to finish that task, but he didn't allow me, on the contrary, he made me grab with my hand the part of the penis that didn't fit in my mouth while he continued to make the movement of pulling out and putting in. In those we were I don't know how long where he gave me different instructions, such as kissing him at the base of the penis or guiding him to my cheeks, in short, it was I think more than 10 long minutes in that first oral sex experience for me, until he told me "don't stop for any reason or take it out of your mouth" and everything in him changed. He began to move faster, his breathing was agitated, I sensed something, but I was afraid to think, or maybe I didn't have time to, because when I least expected, my mouth was flooded with semen. Yes, he had a voracious ejaculation in my mouth, 3, 4, 5 powerful jets filled my oral cavity and he wouldn't allow me to take his penis out of my mouth, while he gasped with pleasure, and tears welled up in my eyes... Then he finally took his member out of my mouth and instinctively I coughed and spat out sperm, but what was left, a part I swallowed and I even felt another part come out of my nose as happened with some drinks sometimes.
He was still, motionless, breathing heavily, but enjoying the orgasm he had just had. When he recovered and saw that he was still coughing, he told me. "Don't worry darling, you'll get used to it, if you want to go to the bathroom and clean yourself or whatever you want, yes, you come back as you are, without covering yourself or putting anything on, we haven't finished yet." Then at that moment something was activated in me again, why did he give me orders and I obeyed without complaining? Who was that man who months before was my psychologist, who always treated me with absolute respect and distance and today I am naked in front of him having my first sexual experience? I didn't have an answer to these questions, I just know that I realized that while I was thinking about this, I was already automatically doing everything he told me, that is, I went to the bathroom, cleaned myself, dried myself and returned to him, looking at the floor, blushing.
He approached me and what he did, returned me to the state of peace and tranquility that he has always made me feel, because he made me put my head on his chest, he hugged me for a few seconds and finished with what he always did, a kiss on the forehead, that which he indicated to me, calm down, everything will be fine.
Without letting go of the embrace, we were slowly turning on our own axis, and he was taking me to the bed, on the edge of it he told me, "lie down", I detached myself from him, and I saw his penis again, it was no longer so erect, I could not say that he was totally asleep, but he had lost hardness, I guess because of the monumental cum that he had deposited in my mouth a few minutes ago. I lay on my back and because I was looking at his penis, I didn't notice that he slowly approached me too, and was totally on top of me, with his huge 95kg body on top of my tiny 48kg body.
Being on top of me he began to kiss my neck, and to rub my breasts again with his hands, that turned me on again, it made me excited and warm a thousand, slowly he went down my chest with his lips, sticking again to my breasts to suck them, which were again hard and erect, then he continued to go down my stomach and belly again, his kisses all over my body made me explode with pleasure, his hands did not leave my breasts even though he came down to kiss me everywhere, then he came with his head to my panty and then his hands left my breasts, and my breathing was agitated at 10 thousand per hour, because I knew what was coming. He stood up a little, just enough to raise his head and look me straight in the eyes, with that look of pleasure and lust that he had and that made me uncomfortable, but it turned me on at the same time and while he stared at me, he was slowly lowering my pantyhose, and in a few seconds with two movements, there I was totally naked in front of him, with my completely shaved vagina exposed to his mercy, even though his fingers have already explored it before.
When I pulled my panty down my legs, he took the opportunity to also take off my stockings and now neither of us had any clothes on top, both just as God had brought us into the world.
When he finished removing the last of my pair of stockings, my leg was at the height of his head which he began to kiss from my ankles and again slowly went through each of the corners of my thin, but well-shaped legs, both with his kisses and with his hands, until his head reached the height of my vagina and I was dead with excitement for what I felt, He couldn't stop panting and moaning. He looked me in the eyes and said, "enjoy", and without taking his eyes off me, he stuck out his tongue and began to lick my slit... God!, what an incredible feeling, I never imagined that this could be felt, I couldn't hold his gaze, I felt that he didn't stop looking at me but my whole body was stirring with pleasure, He had to hold my legs tightly to continue his work, he spent several minutes on that task, more than 10, more than 15, I don't know, I just didn't want it to ever end, but the one who finished was me, while he explored my vagina with his tongue, and sometimes he sucked and sucked on my clitoris and played with his fingers at the entrance of my vagina, I had a new brutal second orgasm, my moans and gasps were uncontrollable, I didn't think about neighbors or anyone, I didn't care about the world, only what I felt was unique and exquisite, never felt before. My legs were shaking, my vagina was throbbing, my breathing and heart at 100 per hour...
At that moment he sat up and I could see his face very close to mine, when had he gotten there?, I didn't notice it, I didn't realize it, he didn't own me, I only saw his gaze very close to mine and the face of morbidity and pleasure he had, while I still couldn't control my breathing, and which I could hardly hear when he told me "you are very rich Cielo Riveros, but now the best is coming"... what, the best? It wasn't seconds, it was thousandths of seconds, I didn't have time to react, to think, to assimilate anything, my body was still convulsed and my breathing out of control, I only managed to realize fleetingly that his penis was once again stiff as a mast, hard as ivory, and I understood what was coming, but I didn't have time for anything, it was thousandths of seconds that I saw him and right there he disappeared towards the inevitable, at the entrance of my cave, of my vagina, that monster of a penis that had barely entered my mouth, was going to deflower me right now; He noticed that my breathing was still agitated, but he realized that it was no longer because of the excitement, or well yes, but with a mixture of fear, and he told me, "relax and enjoy", and I felt how he landed at the entrance of my vagina, and little by little he was making his way, I wanted to get out of there, run, yes, I felt scared, I was excited but fear was already getting the better of me, I knew that I was not going to be able to run, and that I did not have the strength to remove 95kg from the top of a body of just 48kg half convulsed.
His head had already made its way, he stopped moving, and he said to me "forgive me, but then you will enjoy it", and zazzzzzzzz, with all his strength with all his weight penetrated me... God, what was that?
My mouth was open like never before, I wasn't screaming, I couldn't, I couldn't get out, I was totally motionless... did it hurt? A lot, yes terrible, but did I like it? God, I didn't understand, how could a pain like that be so pleasant? No, it wasn't, did I have to live it? I think there was no choice. He didn't move, he just looked at me, he looked at my gestures, my reaction, then, when I could half control my breathing and close my mouth, he told me... "Sorry, some men try to do it slow, but it would have hurt you just the same, and I preferred this, sorry, but now, you will see how you will enjoy it more than ever"...
Tears came out of my eyes, I couldn't articulate any word with what he was saying, he just settled a little and pushed again with force which made his penis finish entering completely into my vagina and break any trace of hymen or virginity that remained in me and again my mouth opened like never before, but without emitting any sound or scream.
At that moment, something happened that was totally unexpected for me, something new, could something new happen in these circumstances? Yes, and this man had everything coldly calculated and I could not anticipate. When I slowly closed my mouth, he came up to me and kissed me... did he kiss me? I had never kissed a man in my life, my lips for the first time touched another man's lips. We had done everything we had done before, but without kissing? Yes, that's what had happened, and I understood that he did it on purpose. I knew that his penetration was going to hurt, I had already calculated it, but when he kissed me and made me take my attention to this, he made the pain disappear, and the best thing was that I loved it!, of course when his lips met mine it took me by surprise, but I reciprocated immediately, I didn't know if he kissed well, I had never done it, But I think he didn't care, he just kissed my lips while he started a constant pelvic movement in my vagina that made all traces of pain disappear for one hundred percent excitement, he took his penis out of my vagina a little without it coming out completely and came back and entered with force, one, two, ten, Twenty, a hundred times, and I could only see the sky. Who was this man? How could he make me feel all this in one go, in a single day, in a first time, how had he become the right person who had never made a bad comment to me, not a hint of anything, to suddenly give me orders and end up losing my virginity to him? He was married, he knew it, we would be nothing after this, he knew, how did I get here at 17 years old and he was 37? Who was this man? I didn't know it, but I did know that what he was making me feel was unique and I didn't want it to ever end.
While my mind was in those philosophical thoughts, my body was in a sea of excitement and he was the same, how much time has passed?, I don't know, impossible to calculate, I only know that he stopped kissing me to get up and put both his hands on my breasts and that made the penetration more intense, so much so that it was impossible to avoid cumming again? For the third time? Was that possible?, God, what an incredible feeling I was having.
He noticed that my orgasm had come, because his face changed to total satisfaction, he knew that I had achieved it, he knew that I was devoted to him, and that I could do with myself what I wanted, and I would oppose nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing.
He took advantage of that and said "it's my turn", and stopped having his hands on my poor and crushed breasts, and with his penis still inside my vagina, he put both my legs on his shoulders and told me "hold on to what you can"... I opened my eyes wide like never before, the sensation of penetration was maximum, and his thrusts were strong and brutal, but terribly exciting and suddenly, zaaaaaaaazzz I felt that just like my mouth a few moments before, my vagina was filled again with cum, 4, 5, 6 jets flooded me, he bellowed with pleasure, of lust, and that undoubtedly made me end up in a new and 4 totally unimaginable orgasm.
A few seconds passed and he finally left my vagina, his penis was flaccid again, and he had mixtures of what was undoubtedly his semen with blood from my shattered hymen, and he lay down next to me, stretched his arm so that my head is between his arm and his chest and hugged me...
PS: You are an incredible woman Cielo Riveros, because that is what you are now, a woman. how are you feeling?
D: Apart from a little sore in my vagina, and my heart still at 10 thousand per hour, I think it's fine. I still can't describe or decipher everything you've made me feel today, but everything has been great. thank you!
We melted into a big kiss, strong and intense, where it ended up even on top of me; I even thought that he would penetrate me again, but he didn't.
What time is it?, I asked suddenly. He looked at his watch and said, "It's 3:40pm."
My dad picks me up at 5 at my friend's house, and you know how punctual and suspicious he is, and lest he arrive and I don't find myself there. His face smiled slightly, and he removed his 95kg from my light weight.
He lay on the bed totally naked, while I got up and started to look for my clothes, when suddenly he asked me:
PS: Do you want it to be repeated?
His question made my body start shaking again, it was hard to describe the sensation and I told him
D: Everything you have made me feel today is special, I never imagined living all this, but outside this apartment, there is a reality that is not exactly what I want to live. You have your family, and I, well, you know what my life is like...
PS: Do you want it to be repeated? He said again
D: I don't know what to tell you, it's not right, besides, what do I do with my dad?, I can't be lying to him every time, sooner or later he will find out, and you know about his past, he could do something to you.
PS: What if I have a way to solve it, do you want it to be repeated?
Did he really have a plan to repeat all this? Who is this man and why does he have this power to influence me in this way?
D: How would you solve it? I asked
PS: Until you answer me if you want it to happen again or not, I won't be able to tell you, because maybe you don't want it and then it wouldn't make sense.
D: How do you do it? I finally asked him straight up. It's been several days that I'm not able to resist anything you say or ask me, none of this is right, I don't know if it's how I would have wanted my first time to happen, I just know that I can't.... I don't want to refuse anything you tell me and therefore, yes, I do want it to be repeated.
PS: Cielo Riveros, I don't do anything that you really don't want to do, that's the secret. Yes, I know how to read you, I know how to read your non-verbal expression, that is, your body language. I knew you wouldn't resist, and this is what I can offer you, pleasure and knowledge, and knowledge, not just sexual, you want it?
D: You're crazy, and out of the blue, curious for a psychologist, but yes, I love him, I love him very much, happy?
His face was a poem of happiness and pleasure, and he said to me.
PS: I know you also want to be a psychologist, and because of the things in your life, I know that for now you will not study a professional career, but what if I have you as my assistant every day and you learn from what I do?
What? My god! This man was crazy to the end, but the worst thing is that he had everything coldly calculated from the beginning, how could I refuse this?
D: Your madness has no limits, right? My only concern is my dad. He's not stupid, and you know more than anyone how he takes care of me from any outsider, he's not going to like that I'm so close to you and he can't control you.
PS: I've already thought about that and I also have a solution for that.
Is there anything in this world that this man does not have under control? I'm even a little scared...
D: And how will you fix that? I told him with my poem face and incredulity
PS: Simple, I have a colleague who works in the same place where I have my office, we are only separated by a couple of offices, and she will not be able to refuse to do me a favor, she owes me a few. What we will do is that she will contact you, (in fact I have already talked about it with her and she is just waiting for me to confirm it), and she will offer you to be her assistant, and being a Psychologist, your dad will not be suspicious. I'm sure your dad will take you to the door of work every day, and he will surely pick you up, but he won't stay all day, much less be able to know everything that's going on inside. I offer you the opportunity to start knowing more things about the profession, and about sex, because yes, if you accept this, you will be mine whenever I want at the time I want and how I want. Do you want it?
My face was a mixture of happiness and nervousness, everything was coldly calculated, everything, without any qualms. I would be at his disposal whenever he asked me, and as a bonus, I would learn many things about psychology, much more than any university can ever teach me, so I accepted.
We finished getting dressed and she took me to my friend's house. On the way he was telling me what the dialogue with his colleague would be like, and the schedules we would manage. He also told me something that I hadn't even thought of, but once again, he had it calculated; He told me that despite not having used a condom, I had nothing to worry about, because he had the vasectomy done with controls every 6 months, so there would be no problem with pregnancies. I was surprised by all this and especially by his ability to control everything.
We arrived at my friend's house at 4:45pm, we saw on a street that my dad was already walking in that direction so he took a detour so that he could not see the car, but obviously we arrived first. He called me to let me know that he was already close, when I was about to get out of the car, so I had to do it in a hurry, and he only gave me a big hug, but this time, not a kiss on the forehead, but on the mouth. My face of amazement mixed with happiness could not be described in any way.
Since my father had just called me, I couldn't go up to my friend's apartment, I called her and told her that I had just arrived, but that I had to tell her everything on video call later. He didn't like it, but he had to accept it.
Two days later, I received the call from the psychologist, this call was in the presence of my father, which smells to me that it was also premeditated. She told me that she needed a full-time assistant, and that she had the best references from me. My dad Googled the name of the psychologist and realized that she was very recognized in the city. He asked me if my psychologist had anything to do with it, and I told him that I didn't know, because I hadn't spoken to him for days, but surely he should have recommended me. (We planned this answer when we were on our way to my friend's house.) Given this, my dad accepted and since it was Friday, I had to wait until Monday to start my new experience.
Since then, I arrive every day at the office building with my dad, he says goodbye to me at the reception and I go upstairs, but instead of arriving at the psychologist's office 1005, I arrive at my psychologist's 1011.
He teaches me many things about psychology and lets me participate in some sessions, where I can only take notes, and never give an opinion, but we discuss it after the sessions, we always ask the patients for authorization before that. Then at times when there are no patients, we have sex days in all the existing positions that he has taught me and that I will probably tell you in future writings how those encounters were. Sometimes we just leave the office for the AirBnB and the same thing. Simply what he tells me, I gladly do it, like writing this experience and telling it to you.