Jack Barakat Imagines
Virgin Smut!
Jack’s POV
Tonight was finally the night that Y/N and I were finally going to have sex. Thank god. I was beginning to wonder if she found me sexually attractive at all. I mean it’s not like sex is the most important thing ever, but I thought that we’d do it by now. Usually that’s how my relationships start, but I couldn’t help myself when I saw her standing there at the bar. She was so beautiful standing there. I had to ask her to come to my place.
But it turned out that we just talked. We sat down on my bed, and I made awkward small talk. But she didn’t do small talk almost like it wasn’t in her vocabulary. She answered every small question with an elaborate story. I couldn’t stop talking to her, her voice was addictive. I just had to hear more. We had been going out on dates for two months, and each night that we went to either her or my house, it never ended sexually. We just talked. It was amazing. But last night, the topic of sex came up.
“What are we?” she asked me.
“More than friends, I hope,” I responded. We have kissed several times, and the way we flirt could hardly be described as friends.
“Well, yeah, I know that.”
I exhaled.
“But are we like, dating?”
“I would say that’s the next step up from friends, skipping the whole friends with benefits step, because we kind of ruined that when we didn’t have sex the first time we hung out.” She laughed nervously and quickly looked around the room.
“Do you want to?” she asked quietly.
“What?”
“Do you want to have sex?” She looked up at me, her cheeks were flushed, and she was hiding behind her hair.
“Of course I do.” I looked at her, clueless of what she was saying.
“With me?”
I laughed a bit. “Hell yeah.”
She blushed and flopped down on the bed. “D-do you w-want to.. tomorrow? You know.. To give me time to.. Prepare.”
I chuckled and kissed the top of her forehead. “Of course, babe. Wouldn’t want anyone else.”
She blushed deeply and all I could think was how fucking adorable this girl was. She was literally asking me to have sex with her. I couldn’t help but smile the rest of the time I was there. She didn’t need time to prepare, but that doesn’t bother me any. Whatever makes her happy, makes me happy.
I was getting ready for tonight. Cologne sprayed, not too strongly. My hair was soft for once. Everything felt right. This was going to be perfect, like it was worth it to wait this long. I was driving to her house, and on the way singing my favorite Blink 182 songs. First Date definitely fit the situation here.
When I arrived, I walked to her front porch. I didn’t really know what to do, whether to knock, ring the doorbell, or to just walk in. Thankfully, she opened the door right when I got there.
“Hey, babe.” I kissed her cheek as she let me inside. She wore her hair up in a ponytail and sweat pants along with a long sleeve shirt. She didn’t make any stops along the way. She sure as hell was determined. Maybe she liked it rough. She was so serious. She brought me into her room and sat me down on the bed.
“Don’t go anywhere,” she whispered to me. I was already getting hard. Her voice gave me a weird sensation and I wanted more than anything to rip her clothes off, no matter what she was wearing.
She walked off into the bathroom and I sat there with my awkward boner, waiting patiently to do what I’ve been fantasizing about for months. I’m sure, this is the longest I’ve gone without sex, but it sure as fuck is going to be worth it.
She came back in, but this time, her sweatpants and shirt were replaced with white lace lingerie. Only making her look even more sexy. She walked slowly over to me, removing her hair from the constricting ponytail. I couldn’t handle what I was doing anymore. I got up and lifted her up to place her on the bed. She giggled a bit at my dominance and blushed again.
I kissed her more passionately than any other kiss we had shared. It had been small for too long, I was ready to do everything for her. She kissed me back, trying to keep up with the pace things were going. I could tell that she was getting overwhelmed by my tongue exploring her mouth like that. She wanted it though. She did the same with me.
I took off my shirt and I saw her smile. It was one of lust, and I could tell I was losing more and more of my control of not just sticking my dick in her right now. But it had to be perfect. I wanted our first time together to be unforgettable.
I took off her top with a bit of difficulty in the process of my excitement. She blushed when she saw me gaping at her boobs. I never saw her figure in all its glory, and I was having a hard time concentrating on the situation at hand. To keep me going she grabbed my face and continued kissing me.
I took off my pants and wiggled off her panites so that she was naked in front of me. She blushed a lot, and I couldn’t stop looking at how beautiful she was. Once I got off my boxers and we were both bare in front of each other, I put on the condom. She smiled and I smiled back. I couldn’t keep myself away from her. I felt around her, and she was wet enough for me. So I went in and went hard. I couldn’t go slow, I was so eager. I went hard and fast and she was panting fast. I kissed her as I went making small noises. She was moaning, making grunting noises. I took it as going faster.
I took her hands and put them above her head. I held them there as I went fast and hard, and sweat was pouring down my head. She grunted and I let her hands go, unable to decide what to do. I held her close, still going fast, and scratched her back in pleasure. She moaned loudly. and I moaned. I found her G-spot and hit it over and over until I saw her face tighten up and felt her walls clench. When she released, I released, and we came together. I collapsed beside her
“Jesus fucking Christ, Y/N,” I breathed. “That was fucking amazing.”
She said nothing, just laid there, breathless.
“Did you enjoy it?”
She nodded and cuddled up close to me, lost for words. I smiled and put my arm around her, our sweaty bodies stuck together.
I slowly drifted off to sleep with her by my side, and I didn’t want it any other way.
Your POV
I couldn’t believe it. I’d finally had sex. Jesus Christ it hurt like a bitch. I didn’t expect it to be that hard. I thought it’d be gentler than that. Guess I was wrong.
I was sure that Jack would be the one I wanted to lose my virginity to. He didn’t have to know I was a virgin. But damn, it hurt. After he told me that he wanted to have sex with me last night, how could I just leave him hanging. With the way he was going and didn’t stop for so long, I was sure that he’d had sex before. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and love. No one had ever looked at me that way. He makes me feel special., like I’m the only one he wants. I didn’t really know that was possible.
I told my friend that I thought I was finally going to have sex. That Jack would be the right choice. She insisted that I couldn’t do it unless I had a night to prepare. I needed the right lingerie, the right time to shave, I needed to do everything right. I was so focused on tonight that I didn’t do anything else. No dinner, no movie, not even foreplay. Does he think that I’m a slut?
I sniffled a bit, feeling the tears well up in my eyes. Oh my god, it hurts so much. Having a first time being that rough is not a good idea. I hope it was good. I hope I didn’t suck. Oh shit, what if I sucked? Oh my god, what if he breaks up with me because I’m not good enough?
Jack’s sleeping noises quieted down, and he sat up. I quickly turned around so that he couldn’t see my face. I’d been crying pretty hard, and I couldn’t cover it up. “Babe?” he said quietly. “What’s wrong?”
I couldn’t help but let a cry slip out at his sincere voice. If he doesn’t hate me now, he sure as hell is gonna hate me after this conversation.
“Y/N, oh my god, are you crying?”
I didn’t say anything.
“Y/N, look at me.” He brought my face towards his. “You are..” he breathed. “Why?”
I hid my face under the blankets, not wanting to face him.
“Hey, it’s okay. You can tell me anything.”
“No,” I mumbled. “You’ll hate me forever.”
“I can guarantee you that I will never hate you.”
I sighed. I peeked up from under the blankets and saw his face smiling down at me. It gave me the same feeling I got from the first night I was with him. And every other night after that. Just his face does this to me. If his smile gives me the melting feeling, how the hell was it possible that I actually slept with him.
“Well?” He urged me, nudging my head. “Go on.”
“I-I’m a v-virgin. Well- not anymore..”
“Really?” He stared.
I nodded.
“Wow, I did not even guess that. Wait, how is it possible that no one has ever slept with you? Look at you, you’re fucking adorable as hell.”
I blushed and hid under the blankets again.
“Hey, it’s okay.” He smiled. “You were great, I loved it. Did you love it?” Suddenly his smile fades as he remembered how it went. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.”
“Jack its oka-”
“I’m so sorry, it was your first time, and I went really rough and oh my god you must hate me by now.”
“No, Jack, I-”
“I’m such a terrible boyfriend, oh god, I’m so sorry Y/N.”
“Jack!” He stopped rambling and looked at me. “It’s fine, I didn’t tell you. It was my fault it hurt. I just didn’t want you to think I was weird.”
“I’d never think that! You are easily the cutest girl ever and you’re sexy as hell. I couldn’t have found somebody better.”
I smiled at him and cuddled up close to his chest. “Thank you, Jack.” I whispered. I felt his arm go around me and his shoulders finally relaxed. He pet my hair and kissed my cheek.
“No need to thank me, love,” he whispered back. “Anything for you.” We both fell asleep, holding each other close to ourselves, not wanting to let go.
Tonight was finally the night that Y/N and I were finally going to have sex. Thank god. I was beginning to wonder if she found me sexually attractive at all. I mean it’s not like sex is the most important thing ever, but I thought that we’d do it by now. Usually that’s how my relationships start, but I couldn’t help myself when I saw her standing there at the bar. She was so beautiful standing there. I had to ask her to come to my place.
But it turned out that we just talked. We sat down on my bed, and I made awkward small talk. But she didn’t do small talk almost like it wasn’t in her vocabulary. She answered every small question with an elaborate story. I couldn’t stop talking to her, her voice was addictive. I just had to hear more. We had been going out on dates for two months, and each night that we went to either her or my house, it never ended sexually. We just talked. It was amazing. But last night, the topic of sex came up.
“What are we?” she asked me.
“More than friends, I hope,” I responded. We have kissed several times, and the way we flirt could hardly be described as friends.
“Well, yeah, I know that.”
I exhaled.
“But are we like, dating?”
“I would say that’s the next step up from friends, skipping the whole friends with benefits step, because we kind of ruined that when we didn’t have sex the first time we hung out.” She laughed nervously and quickly looked around the room.
“Do you want to?” she asked quietly.
“What?”
“Do you want to have sex?” She looked up at me, her cheeks were flushed, and she was hiding behind her hair.
“Of course I do.” I looked at her, clueless of what she was saying.
“With me?”
I laughed a bit. “Hell yeah.”
She blushed and flopped down on the bed. “D-do you w-want to.. tomorrow? You know.. To give me time to.. Prepare.”
I chuckled and kissed the top of her forehead. “Of course, babe. Wouldn’t want anyone else.”
She blushed deeply and all I could think was how fucking adorable this girl was. She was literally asking me to have sex with her. I couldn’t help but smile the rest of the time I was there. She didn’t need time to prepare, but that doesn’t bother me any. Whatever makes her happy, makes me happy.
I was getting ready for tonight. Cologne sprayed, not too strongly. My hair was soft for once. Everything felt right. This was going to be perfect, like it was worth it to wait this long. I was driving to her house, and on the way singing my favorite Blink 182 songs. First Date definitely fit the situation here.
When I arrived, I walked to her front porch. I didn’t really know what to do, whether to knock, ring the doorbell, or to just walk in. Thankfully, she opened the door right when I got there.
“Hey, babe.” I kissed her cheek as she let me inside. She wore her hair up in a ponytail and sweat pants along with a long sleeve shirt. She didn’t make any stops along the way. She sure as hell was determined. Maybe she liked it rough. She was so serious. She brought me into her room and sat me down on the bed.
“Don’t go anywhere,” she whispered to me. I was already getting hard. Her voice gave me a weird sensation and I wanted more than anything to rip her clothes off, no matter what she was wearing.
She walked off into the bathroom and I sat there with my awkward boner, waiting patiently to do what I’ve been fantasizing about for months. I’m sure, this is the longest I’ve gone without sex, but it sure as fuck is going to be worth it.
She came back in, but this time, her sweatpants and shirt were replaced with white lace lingerie. Only making her look even more sexy. She walked slowly over to me, removing her hair from the constricting ponytail. I couldn’t handle what I was doing anymore. I got up and lifted her up to place her on the bed. She giggled a bit at my dominance and blushed again.
I kissed her more passionately than any other kiss we had shared. It had been small for too long, I was ready to do everything for her. She kissed me back, trying to keep up with the pace things were going. I could tell that she was getting overwhelmed by my tongue exploring her mouth like that. She wanted it though. She did the same with me.
I took off my shirt and I saw her smile. It was one of lust, and I could tell I was losing more and more of my control of not just sticking my dick in her right now. But it had to be perfect. I wanted our first time together to be unforgettable.
I took off her top with a bit of difficulty in the process of my excitement. She blushed when she saw me gaping at her boobs. I never saw her figure in all its glory, and I was having a hard time concentrating on the situation at hand. To keep me going she grabbed my face and continued kissing me.
I took off my pants and wiggled off her panites so that she was naked in front of me. She blushed a lot, and I couldn’t stop looking at how beautiful she was. Once I got off my boxers and we were both bare in front of each other, I put on the condom. She smiled and I smiled back. I couldn’t keep myself away from her. I felt around her, and she was wet enough for me. So I went in and went hard. I couldn’t go slow, I was so eager. I went hard and fast and she was panting fast. I kissed her as I went making small noises. She was moaning, making grunting noises. I took it as going faster.
I took her hands and put them above her head. I held them there as I went fast and hard, and sweat was pouring down my head. She grunted and I let her hands go, unable to decide what to do. I held her close, still going fast, and scratched her back in pleasure. She moaned loudly. and I moaned. I found her G-spot and hit it over and over until I saw her face tighten up and felt her walls clench. When she released, I released, and we came together. I collapsed beside her
“Jesus fucking Christ, Y/N,” I breathed. “That was fucking amazing.”
She said nothing, just laid there, breathless.
“Did you enjoy it?”
She nodded and cuddled up close to me, lost for words. I smiled and put my arm around her, our sweaty bodies stuck together.
I slowly drifted off to sleep with her by my side, and I didn’t want it any other way.
Your POV
I couldn’t believe it. I’d finally had sex. Jesus Christ it hurt like a bitch. I didn’t expect it to be that hard. I thought it’d be gentler than that. Guess I was wrong.
I was sure that Jack would be the one I wanted to lose my virginity to. He didn’t have to know I was a virgin. But damn, it hurt. After he told me that he wanted to have sex with me last night, how could I just leave him hanging. With the way he was going and didn’t stop for so long, I was sure that he’d had sex before. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and love. No one had ever looked at me that way. He makes me feel special., like I’m the only one he wants. I didn’t really know that was possible.
I told my friend that I thought I was finally going to have sex. That Jack would be the right choice. She insisted that I couldn’t do it unless I had a night to prepare. I needed the right lingerie, the right time to shave, I needed to do everything right. I was so focused on tonight that I didn’t do anything else. No dinner, no movie, not even foreplay. Does he think that I’m a slut?
I sniffled a bit, feeling the tears well up in my eyes. Oh my god, it hurts so much. Having a first time being that rough is not a good idea. I hope it was good. I hope I didn’t suck. Oh shit, what if I sucked? Oh my god, what if he breaks up with me because I’m not good enough?
Jack’s sleeping noises quieted down, and he sat up. I quickly turned around so that he couldn’t see my face. I’d been crying pretty hard, and I couldn’t cover it up. “Babe?” he said quietly. “What’s wrong?”
I couldn’t help but let a cry slip out at his sincere voice. If he doesn’t hate me now, he sure as hell is gonna hate me after this conversation.
“Y/N, oh my god, are you crying?”
I didn’t say anything.
“Y/N, look at me.” He brought my face towards his. “You are..” he breathed. “Why?”
I hid my face under the blankets, not wanting to face him.
“Hey, it’s okay. You can tell me anything.”
“No,” I mumbled. “You’ll hate me forever.”
“I can guarantee you that I will never hate you.”
I sighed. I peeked up from under the blankets and saw his face smiling down at me. It gave me the same feeling I got from the first night I was with him. And every other night after that. Just his face does this to me. If his smile gives me the melting feeling, how the hell was it possible that I actually slept with him.
“Well?” He urged me, nudging my head. “Go on.”
“I-I’m a v-virgin. Well- not anymore..”
“Really?” He stared.
I nodded.
“Wow, I did not even guess that. Wait, how is it possible that no one has ever slept with you? Look at you, you’re fucking adorable as hell.”
I blushed and hid under the blankets again.
“Hey, it’s okay.” He smiled. “You were great, I loved it. Did you love it?” Suddenly his smile fades as he remembered how it went. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.”
“Jack its oka-”
“I’m so sorry, it was your first time, and I went really rough and oh my god you must hate me by now.”
“No, Jack, I-”
“I’m such a terrible boyfriend, oh god, I’m so sorry Y/N.”
“Jack!” He stopped rambling and looked at me. “It’s fine, I didn’t tell you. It was my fault it hurt. I just didn’t want you to think I was weird.”
“I’d never think that! You are easily the cutest girl ever and you’re sexy as hell. I couldn’t have found somebody better.”
I smiled at him and cuddled up close to his chest. “Thank you, Jack.” I whispered. I felt his arm go around me and his shoulders finally relaxed. He pet my hair and kissed my cheek.
“No need to thank me, love,” he whispered back. “Anything for you.” We both fell asleep, holding each other close to ourselves, not wanting to let go.
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9/19/16