Just The Tip

Literotic asexstories – Just The Tip by ExpatInParadise,ExpatInParadise
This is a work of fiction, though some experiences may have actually happened. This story involves a Muslim high school senior unexpectedly losing her virginity to a Christian boy, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are always very welcome.

My philosophy is that a story should be like a woman’s skirt. It should be long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to keep it interesting. I try to do that in my stories. You may or may not agree with me as to where I should end a story, but know that I end each story where I think it should end.

Nobody in this story was under 18 when they had sex.

Farah and her parents had moved to this city in the US from their home in Syria three and a half years ago. Her father had been held captive by terrorists for two weeks, and he had been lucky to escape with his life. He knew that sooner or later, the terrorists would catch up to him and his family, so they fled across the border into Turkey, where they applied for refugee status with the US embassy. Amazingly, they were accepted, and they were soon on a flight to the US.

After a short stay in New York City, where they were under the care of an NGO that provided aid and training to refugees, they were driven to this new city and set up with an apartment and work for her father. They were all given lessons in English, and Farah started school in the new city. For the first three years here, she went to a special school, where she could come to grips with American culture and the language, as well as catch up with her studies. Her teachers were very impressed with her intellect and drive to succeed.

Farah and her parents were thrilled to have a new chance at life. While they had all been devout Muslims in Syria, her father’s capture and detention by radical Islamists showed them that there was also an extremely dark side to their religion. Therefore, he was hesitant to join the local mosque when they arrived in the new city. He was also willing to listen to other religions. This was one more thing that Farah had to get used to, since her father had always been very strict as to whom she could associate.

Now, she was going into a new high school, with a mixed population, as a senior, and her father wanted her to make as many friends as she could. That wasn’t really too difficult for her, though. Farah was extremely smart, and because she had missed a year of school their last year in Syria, she was a year older than many of her classmates. That meant that she had already developed into a woman, which the boys in her class found very attractive. She soon had many friends, and had even dated a few boys during her senior year.

At the same time, Farah was still quite conservative, since that was how she had always been raised. She still wore a hajib whenever she was outside of their apartment, even though her parents had told her that she didn’t have to. That set her apart from most other girls in her class. For some boys, that was a turn-off. For others, it made them even more curious about her. The fact that she would NOT just let them into her panties meant that most dates didn’t opt for a second date.

That all changed when Bill Thompson asked her out. Bill was a well-known Christian boy in their school, so it surprised her when he asked her out. She knew that Bill had a job as a mechanic and owned his own car, but she had no idea at the time what his plans were for the future. Nevertheless, he was a perfect gentleman during their first date, and he only gave her a soft kiss when he brought her home. The kiss made her tummy tingle, and she fell asleep that night thinking about him.

When Bill texted Farah to ask for a second date, she happily agreed to it. They dated for a few months, with one or two dates each week, and soon they were known around the school as a couple. Bill solidified his position as her boyfriend when he started to hold her hand at school and then started driving her to and from school every day. Besides that, Farah’s father really liked Bill, and he even went to Bill for mechanical work on his car. One time, when Farah and her father were talking, he called Bill a real keeper.

Of course, as time went by, they were showing more and more affection for each other, both in public and in private. One night, Farah went to Bill’s house to watch a movie with him. When she realized that Bill’s parents were out of town, and that they were alone in the house, it worried her a little, but she trusted Bill, so she figured that everything would be okay. Lately, they had been getting more and more intimate, and they were ending up in less and less clothes when they were in private. That didn’t really concern Farah, though. Bill had always stopped whenever she had requested a halt.

They were lying on Bill’s bed watching a movie on his TV, but they weren’t paying much attention to the screen. They were kissing passionately, and they had both lost a lot of clothes. In fact, Farah was down to just her panties, and Bill was completely naked. Farah was on top, so she thought she could still control the action. That would prevent this from going too far. She wasn’t on any form of birth control, and she didn’t want to have a baby until she was married.

When Bill pulled her up on his chest, she lost the lock she had on his lips, but then he started to kiss and suckle her nipples. It was positively the best feeling she had ever experienced. She gasped in pleasure, and her legs straddled his waist, rocking slowly against him as she was overcome by these new sensations.

She barely even noticed as he pulled her panties down, and she even assisted him in sliding one of her legs out of the leg hole, which left her panties dangling on her other leg. Farah continued to rock her pelvis against Bill’s pubic bone as he suckled her nipples. She thought to herself that, although she was pretty much living at the edge now, she could still control the situation as long as she was on top.

Farah could feel Bill’s cock sliding along the wetness in her vulva. She loved the feeling it gave her every time his cock bumped into her clitoris, and she loved the feeling every time the tip bumped across her vaginal entrance, as well. Even though Farah didn’t want to actually have sex, she was okay with anything else. When Bill felt the tip of his cock bumping across her vaginal entrance, he told her, “It feels wonderful to me,” and asked, “Could we play “just the tip” for a while?” Farah had never heard of that, so she asked him to explain.

He told her, “With you on top, you can control how deep my cock goes into you, so it won’t really be going all the way unless you want it to. However, it will feel very good for both of us to have the tip of my cock slide in and out of your vaginal entrance.” Farah thought about it for a moment, but as Bill went back to suckling her nipples, she just decided that she would give it a try. Like he said, how far they went would be up to her, so she could stop the action at any time.

Farah lined Bill’s cock up with her vaginal entrance, and then slowly pressed against it, letting the tip sink into her entrance until it was tight against her hymen. Then, she pulled back a little, causing his cock to slide back out slightly. She made sure that his cock never lost contact with her vaginal entrance. He was right, this felt really good to her, and if his moans were any indication, he liked it as well as she did. Once again, she pressed herself against the tip of his cock until the tip stretched the hole in her hymen out a little, and then she once again backed off.

This whole time, Bill was suckling her nipples, sending wonderful sensations through her body, and after several cycles of pressing and withdrawing, it seemed like it was getting easier. At first, it caused a stinging sensation as the tip of his cock stretched her hymen more and more, but after about ten times of the tip of his cock pressing into her, there was no more stinging.

She felt like there had to be more than what she was feeling, so after a while, she decided to go just a little further and press a little harder against his cock. The result would have been predictable, if she had actually been thinking. The tip of Bill’s cock slid right through Farah’s hymen as it stretched to accommodate him. She knew this feeling was different, but it still felt good, so she continued to slide up and down on his cock. The only difference now was how deep his cock was sliding into her vagina.

It didn’t enter her mind that she was actually having sex, but she was enjoying the sensations so much that she wanted to keep going. Each time she pushed down against him, Bill’s cock would slide a little bit further into Farah’s vagina until the tip was repeatedly pressing against her cervix. She couldn’t believe how good all of this felt. The sensation of him suckling her nipples and his cock sliding in and out of her combined to overwhelm her senses. It felt like a giant wave building up inside of her.

Finally, the wave crashed over her, filling her with pleasure as she pressed down against Bill’s cock. He could feel her vaginal muscles milking his cock, and he lost control. Spurt after spurt of his seed shot through her cervix and into her womb, which caused her orgasm to get even stronger. She knew what was happening, but she couldn’t stop. It all felt too good.

Farah realized that she had, indeed, made love to Bill. There was no denying that she had gone all the way with him. However, she was worried that she was now pregnant. Counting back, she knew that she was probably ovulating when they had sex, and that worried her. There was no way that she could have an abortion, but having a baby before she got married would ruin her life.

Bill’s cock was still deep inside of Farah’s pussy, and it was still hard. It felt good inside of her … to both of them. When his cock twitched inside of her, it made her jump a little bit, but then she pushed down against him. “I guess we went a little bit further than I said we would,” she said.

“Yes,” he replied. “Are you on any kind of birth control?”

“No,” she sighed as she shook her head. “I hadn’t intended to go this far.”

“Okay,” he said. “What do you want to do about that?”

“I don’t know,” she responded. “A baby would destroy my future, but my parents would never allow an abortion.”

“Have you thought about the morning after pill?” he asked. “It isn’t an abortion, and it isn’t 100%, but it’s better than nothing. I would get it for you if you want. I don’t think either of us is ready for a baby, but I will stand by you no matter what.”

“Bill, I love you,” she replied before kissing him. “Could you get that for me in the morning?”

“Yes, of course,” he responded. “And, if you still get pregnant, I will marry you. You won’t be ruined.”

She pulled him in for another passionate kiss. She could still feel his stiff cock deep inside of her, so she started to rock her pelvis to cause it to slide in and out of her pussy. “Are you sure?” he asked.

“What harm could it do?” she replied. “Any damage that could be done has already been done. You are still hard inside of me, and I want to make sure that you are completely satisfied and happy with me.”

“Okay,” he said. With that, he started to really thrust his cock up into her pussy again, trying to reach as far as possible into her body. Farah loved the feeling of his cock pressing repeatedly against her cervix, deep inside of her vagina, but she wanted him to be in charge. Therefore, she rolled onto her back, holding tight to him as she rolled.

That put Bill on top, and Farah wrapped her legs around his waist as he continued to thrust into her. “Oh, Bill,” she moaned. “Fill me with your seed. I still want you to get me that pill, but we will leave it to God as to whether I get pregnant with your child.”

Bill couldn’t have stopped if he had wanted to, which he didn’t. Nothing in his life had compared to the feeling of being buried repeatedly deep inside of Farah’s pussy, and he knew that he would be there as much and as often as she would allow. His thumbs and fingers tweaked her nipples as he repeatedly thrust his cock into her. The tempo and strength of his thrusts increased until it felt like his cock must have been a blur.

When he felt his seed start rising, he thrust deep into her and held the tip of his cock against her cervix. When the first spurt of his seed shot through her cervix and started filling her womb, the sensations took her into her next big orgasm as well. She pressed down against him, wanting to capture every drop of his cum in her womb.

When Bill finally collapsed on top of Farah, she didn’t even feel his weight. All she felt was his warmth and his love. She honestly hoped that the morning after pill wouldn’t work, and that he would marry her. With only a couple of months before graduation, they could get married long before she ever started to show.

Bill was as relaxed as he had ever felt in his life. No matter what happened because of their coupling, he wanted to be with Farah forever. Unbeknownst to Farah, Bill was thinking the same thing she was. He was hoping that she would get pregnant. He thought for a while, and then he asked, “Farah, will you marry me after we graduate? I want you with me the rest of my life.”

Farah’s eyes filled with tears as she smiled up at him. “Yes, Bill,” she replied. “I will marry you. Do you still want me to take a pill?”

“No,” he stated. “I want you to have my babies. Is that okay?”

“It is more than okay,” she responded. “I want the same thing.” With that, she reached up to once again kiss him passionately. When they broke the kiss, she asked, “Will this mess up college for you?”

Bill laughed. “I’m not going to college. I want to be a certified mechanic. It pays better than what I am doing now. I already have an ‘in’ at the local Ford dealership, so I know that I can get a job there. College costs a lot of money, and there is no guarantee that you will even get a job afterwards.”

Farah replied, “You are a lot smarter than most of the boys I know. I had never thought about whether you can get a job after college. I will be happy to tie my future to yours. Have you thought about religion? You know that I was raised a Muslim, but we haven’t really been active since we came to the US. I would be happy to let you choose our religion.”

“Okay,” replied Bill. “I am most comfortable as a Christian, but I feel it’s more important to act on your faith and to be kind to others than it is to attend any specific church. If it is okay with you, let’s just let religion slide for a while.”

Farah kissed him.