Someone starts in sex with petting, someone with oral sex, and I started with anal, but also mediated. That also happens.

I am a prominent girl, the guys stare, but 18 I noted not only not fucked, but also not examined by the gynecologist. With the first relationship further kisses did not go, and the second virgin unnecessarily. It would have continued further if medical office didn’t need to work.

I was not familiar with the peculiarities of free medicine, so I went to the clinic three days before departure. They yelled at me, they said that they only made a record a week later and they sent me to a paid medical center next door. They all quickly organized: tests, a crazier psychiatrist, a feline narcologist, a cardiogram and a bottle of water to do an ultrasound before a gynecologist.

Their uzist is a lovely sight: tall, broad-shouldered, buttly pumped, and even curly little cap does not spoil light curls.

- Lie down, he says, on the couch, lift the dress.

My stomach ached, my chest hardened and it became wet inside. This was not even when the guys offered sex. Ask him to undress and surrender - she would have gone without looking.

He carries the sensor on the stomach, and from every movement I have a hot wave almost to my throat. Only I would not notice, I think, and he looks at the screen and frowns.

- There is an incomprehensible spot, go to the toilet, we'll see vaginally.

- What is it like?

- Through the vagina.

Blushing and babbling that I can not.

- What are you, a virgin?

- Yes, - I am embarrassed even more.

- In your age? With your looks? Lesbian or what sect?

- Just a virgin, - I could hardly whisper, - as now?

Through the ass, laughing nurse - went on an enema.

I am hobbled on cotton feet in the next room.

I can put the usual fine tip. Forty minutes you will lie. It is possible to rinse the device in 3 minutes, but there the tip is thicker and the tube is longer.

Wash, I say, to the institute in an hour and a half. Lushe would have missed. She put me on cancer and the device shoved with all the proletarian hatred, as much as a spark from her eyes. And then a bomb exploded in my stomach. It filled abruptly, rounded, it became warm inside, and I swam. So it was when I rubbed the clitoris or jetted a hose through the vagina. I gasped for air. The nurse misunderstood: be patient, this is not for long. Then the machine began to suck and a pleasant shiver ran through the body. In the second cycle, I finished and bit my lip, so as not to scream. The third run went past my mind - I rather did not feel it, but heard the nurse take out the device - the anus squeaked plaintively and shriveled coldly.

I returned to the ultrasound room. The doctor laid me on my side and took out another sensor. I was delighted that he was not thicker than the tip and the condom for him was very tiny. Naive fool.

No, he entered, thanks to the ultrasound gel easier, but then, the doctor began to wave them, as if fighting with a band of Vikings. Each centimeter inside was given abruptly by pain, the aftertaste of which was a wave of pleasure. I myself did not understand why it screamed. At this handsome smiled and forced to turn on his back right with the sensor inside. Surely he noticed that I was wet. A few sharp movements and I was agitated by all the insides. Even a wide uniform blouse did not hide his reaction to my orgasm in the monitor.

That's all, - he said, put his hand on my pubis and abruptly pulled out the sensor.

So - the first man I wanted fucked me right away ... with the sensor ... in the long-suffering ass. I was hot and ashamed, my hands would not obey, I put on my underpants on the third attempt, dropped the printout of the results.

Praise to heaven, there was a queue to the gynecologist - I managed to catch my breath, put myself in order and replaced the wet daily.

In the office was waiting for another surprise. I understood that the registrar’s question: “Only Gasparyan accepts, agree? “- had nothing to do with nationalism. The man. A short, dark, beautiful large brush, nose straight, lips full, eyes so black that the pupils are not visible.Well, who could know that men take in gynecologists? Leaving late and stupid, and help is needed.

Gave printouts. She sat down on a chair - the anus was outraged, apparently, even then he smelled trouble.

- Are there any complaints?

- Not.

- What is true, a virgin?

- Yes.

- I'm late, it's already bad for you.

- Eh?

- Regular sex is important for women's health, there are strange spots on the ultrasound ... Take off your bra, look at the chest.

I took off my dress and bra. He began to knead and examine my chest.

- Big, high, dense, smooth areola, large nipple, dark-colored ...

It did not hurt, it was just a shame to stand in some shorts and it was strange, as I thought, gynecologists showed another place.

- Let's go to the chair, look at the bottom and take a smear.

Uh, I think at least some kind of clarity.

The doctor puts on gloves, I crawl, raskoryachivatsya. I lay naked and red with shame. What is it for women?

The doctor climbs between my legs and spreads my lips. Hard but not painful.

- Really a virgin ... Nothing can handle.

Directs me with a magnifying glass backlit. I see hairs in his nose. I tickled, twitching.

- Hush you, and then we tear, while we take a smear.

Feelings are new, not something unpleasant, but alien. I try to lie down. He finishes and removes the magnifying glass. I exhale. Stupid.

He feels his stomach, asks about his periods, and then abruptly and without warning he puts two fingers in his ass. This is not a sensor. If it were not for the ultrasound gel inside she would have died of pain. The doctor presses on the stomach, probes from two sides. Sobbing loudly.

- Well, it happens when you look at a big girl like a little girl. Get used to it, so every 3 months will be.

- Three months? - I jump up and immediately fall back. It seemed to me that inside he spread his fingers to the crunch in the joints.

- Medknizhku need to update.

- It hurts ...

“If you lose your virginity, it will be easier immediately,” he squeezed even deeper. - Women just look mirrors ...

- Where am I to lose it? - I ask with despair.

“It can be here,” he bent his fingers, “it is expensive in hardware, but naturally in the OMC, only sign the consent.”

“Yes,” I agree with everything, so long as this torture is over. The anus burned as if a hot poker had been thrust there.

He smiled and pulled out his hand. So good in life I have not been. Clicks of gloves, cotton bucket covers, sounds of water ... A tablet with a document lay on my chest. Signed without looking. So you can buy souls for the devil. Any sell.

- Lie so, now the doctor will come.

- What for?

- Solve your problem.

I obediently lay a few minutes. Then came the ultrasound scan. I sat down and tried to hide behind. Anus flashed.

Clicked the latch on the door. And then it dawned on me: the loss of virginity in a natural way ...

- Choose.

- What to choose?

- Armchair or couch; penis, hand or mirror, with or without clothes, posture in the end. The contract only stipulates a condom and that's it.

- Undress!

He hung a blouse on a chair. There is almost no hair on the chest, nipples are blond. Trousers and white boxers flew there. Belly lean, burgundy member pressed to the pubis. I ran my fingers over it, he started and became even harder. Long with a palm, but thick, fingers around barely close. While we were kissing, I felt it on my stomach. I hurt downstairs. For the first time in a day this was not a shame. He laid me in a chair and began to stroke his lips and clit. I tried to squeeze my feet reflexively, but they did not give me support. Then he sank into a chair and began to caress me with his tongue. I groaned. It was wet and pleasant, the body vibrated from the inside. Rustling packaging. Then his hands began to walk all over the crotch, as if looking for an entrance. Sometimes wet fingers would cool the anus. It was nice. And then he broke a member barrier. The pain sounded with a broken string and just as quickly faded away, giving way to a new feeling of fullness, heat and tickling inside. With each push, the tickling intensified and soon fell upon me with a wave of orgasm. I arched and skipped this discharge through the whole body. I was slowly let go. The member inside began to seem superfluous. He felt and pulled out. Juice flowed on the anus. I wanted so much, as if I would die without it.

- Come on below!

- Are you sure?

- Yes!

He lowered my legs, turned his back to him and laid his stomach on a chair.

A few circles with cool fingers and I was ready to tear off the trim from the chair. First I slid inside, then the second, and then I felt the head. She played for the edge of his penis. It was tight. He helped himself with his hands: he rubbed the clitoris and moistened the anus, but inside it was cramped. Every millimeter gave me new sensations on the verge of pain and pleasure. It seemed that I was opened and turned out. It lasted for an eternity, no, two, and then the member slid sharply inside, and I finished again, no longer restraining myself in groans.

- Hot girl!

- Come out!

He offendedly snorted and pulled out. I turned around. Member sticking up. The condom was slippery and sticky. Touch a member without him more pleasant. He sat on the edge of the chair and pulled off the gum. I began to stroke the head and protruding veins. He laid his hand on my head.

- Come on, baby, lose all your virginity!

Indeed, what a trifle. I touched his lips and tongue.

- Deeper!

Kaja was tender and pleasant to the taste. I pulled the head.

- Even deeper!

I began to move cautiously lower. He pressed my neck and after a couple of convulsions poured down my throat.

- A small fee for the operation.

I was not offended. I caught the first in my life orgasm, which fell, and did not rise. He didn’t hide from him: “I immediately understood that such hot in virgins is bad. Fly, bird.

And I flew. Ahead were 2 couples at the institute and full of joys sex life.