⊹₊⟡⋆ 𝐎𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑, 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄
⋆˙⟡ virgin! teddyboy! john lennon x virgin! reader [pre-established relationship] tw; smut!! virginity loss!! afab&fem reader!!
genre: fluffy smut oneshot
summary: you lose your virginity to your teddyboy boyfriend john.
a/n; i started this 6 months ago but stopped cause my situationship said he was uncomfy w me doing whatever w fanfiction even tho it was unfair and silly chat.
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your boyfriend john, whom you’d been with for awhile, had been getting really touchy recently. he’d been testing how far he can move his hand up your thigh during your make outs, trying harder to get you to make the pretty sounds he loves without directly touching you. john had always been cheeky but he was pushing limits on things you’d never done before. and though you loved it, you were getting worked up and just wanted to get to the point and find out what his odd, particularly teasing behaviour was about.
john had just gotten back from rehearsal for his band the quarrymen before calling you on his house's rotary phone. hearing your own house phone ringing you begrudgingly get up to pick it up, assuming it’s a work associate of your fathers or something.
“hello ?” i answer with a flat, already bored tone.
“y/n?” the other line responds, and my heart flutters recognizing that voice from anywhere.
“john ?! how was practice hun ?” i smile, playing with the phone cord.
“it was fun,, can i come over darlin’ ?”
“i’ll see you soon then dear.”
ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ
i practically skip to the door to answer it after the knocking echoes through the house.
john immediately pulls me in for a kiss, closing the door with his foot, i melt in his arms, then suddenly he squeezes my ass.
“just had to get a handful of my best gal after a long day.” he smirks with mischief in his eyes.
“oh lord, john.” i sigh, cheeks flushed. i take his land and lead him upstairs.
“eager babe ?” he giggles.
“mister and missus home ?” he asks realizing how quiet the house is.
“nope.” i smile at him and he smirks back.
he pushes me against my bedroom door closing it, kissing me feverishly, his large hands already exploring my curves. it takes all my mental will power to push him away.
“wait, john, we have to talk.” i say while lightly catching my breath, face flushed.
“uh oh.” he nervously chuckles “you’re not leaving me, are you darlin’ ?”
“no! no, no. just,” john sits on my bed while i find the words “i’ve noticed you’ve been, really, touchy.”
“just showing my top bird affection, love. unless, does it make you uncomfortable ? i can stop if,”
i cut him off “no! i actually love it, but that’s the thing john, it’s not just being affectionate. i just wanna know why you’re.. doing that, i suppose.” i put on a record to softly play through the room.
“well, i don’t know..” i had never seen john get flushed from just a conversation “i guess i just, wanted to see if you’d wanna maybe, take our relationship further love.” he timidly smirked.
i smile, blushing just as much. “oh john, i’ve been waiting for you to say something.” he pulls me down on the bed with him and i giggle before he moves in between my legs, and passionately kisses me, his large hand cradling my face and i instinctively lean into his touch. i melt into the kiss, feeling his soft lips against mine. engulfed in his musk. smelling cigarettes he shouldn’t have been smoking, whiskey he shouldn’t have been drinking, blending with england rain on him. i feel his touch which I’ve been craving, tasting similar to how he smells, playing moving against mine. i run my hands through his soft brown hair, messing up the style i know he spent his morning curating but neither of us could care less. feeling heat starting to build in my core, i try rolling my hips up, whining into the kiss, john takes the hint and grounds his growing bulge against my dampening core, and i gasp before lightly moaning.
“you like that, doll ?” john breathily asks.
“more, john, please.” i beg, tugging on his clothes.
“mm, im taking my time love.” he smirks. but nonetheless, he grinds against me again.
i moan, my body on autopilot spreading my thighs for him more. john smirks at how needy im getting, as he sees how my skirt is raising up to expose my panties, of which appear to have a damp spot. he starts kissing my neck, finding my sweet spot, digging his teeth into the sensitive flesh just to sooth it with his wet tongue. i shove his leather jacket off his shoulders and he tosses it somewhere in my room. as he leaves love bites on me, he starts rubbing me through my panties, which he’d never done before, i gasp and grip his arm reacting to the sudden contact.
“john.” i whine, nervous.
“do you want this, pretty girl ?”
“mm so badly john.” i roll my hips into his touch.
“then you’re gonna be ok baby, trust me.”
he looks for my clit through my panties, only knowing what it was from magazines a buddy stole and stories he’d heard around. he finds what what he believes to be it and he starts rubbing it in circular motions, feeling relieved when i loudly moan and arch into his touch.
“ahh !! j-john, mm, be c-careful,”
“you’re safe with me, love.”
i throw my head back as he speeds up, my moans getting even louder, and i desperately grasp onto his shirt.
“off!” i mindlessly whine while tugging his shirt, he realizes and rushes to take it off. i admire the sight, running my hands up and down his bare chest, feeling the soft hair sprinkled among it.
“you’re so beautiful john, my beautiful boy.”
john actually blushes and smiles.
“can i take off your dress, y/n ?”
“please.” i plea, arching so he can get to the zipper on the back, and in one swift motion I’m under john in just my undergarments for the first time.
“geez love.. i knew you were beautiful but had i known you were this beautiful i wouldn’t have been able wait this long.” he says, looking me up and down. my face flushes, and my hands rest on his belt.
“c’mon love, it doesn’t bite.” he breathily chuckles. my hands shakily undo his belt, before undoing his pants, he takes them off, and i see the huge bulge in his tighty whities.
“are you alright, love ?” he notices my nervous demeaner.
“y-yeah, just..” i intertwine my fingers with johns and look away in embarrassment “how am i supposed to fit that- you, it, um.. in..me..?”
john smirks at how flustered i am and his chest puffs out with a fulfilled ego.
he squeezes my hand “love, i told you I’m taking my time and i meant it, I’ll be slow and gentle, unless you want something else.” he winks “but I’m gonna take care of you, you’re gonna be ok pretty girl.” he kisses my face all over, and i giggle, feeling relieved and loved.
“um..can..can i touch you, john ?”
“can you ?” he laughs “please.”
i nervously wrap my hand around the shape through his thin underwear and start softly stroking him.
john softly groans “you uh.. you can go a bit rougher if you want,”
i listen, and he starts heavily breathing.
“love,” he places his hand on mine “i wanna keep touching you first, if that’s ok, or I’m gonna explode.”
john starts passionately kissing me, it’s more wet and sloppy now and just filled with need, i feel his strong arms and run my hands through his hair. he starts leaving sloppy kisses down my neck, and down to my bra clad breasts, just like he had heard from his buddies to do. his hands are shaking this time as he tries to undo my bra and messes it up atleast four times first, i giggle. he finally gets it and gently pulls the bullet bra away, revealing my plump breasts.
“good god, y/n, you’re bloody gorgeous.” his cock twitches in his underwear while he gazes at them.
“john..don’t just stare..” i go to cover up but john stops me.
“no no, im sorry, just, wow darlin.” his hands go from my hips up to my tits and he starts playing with them. “they’re so, warm..and soft. more then i imagined.”
“john,” i whine, embarrassed, but still arch into him, craving his touch.
he suddenly starts sucking one of my pert nipples while gently tweaking the other. i arch into his warm wet mouth and cradle his head.
his clothed cock grinds into my soaked pantie clad heat, only thin materials separating us.
he switches and gives equal treatment to the other breast.
“mmm, john, please, please, please,”
“please what, love ?” he lifts his head, squeezing my breasts.
“just, more, john, please,” i needily whine.
johns hands rest on the waistband of my panties, he’s lightly shaking, never having done this before but trying really hard to act suave.
i put my hands over his. “hey, it doesn’t bite.” i giggle, he smiles back. he nervously pulls them off me, taking pride in how wet they are, before tossing them somewhere. his hands still shaking, he gently parts my plush thighs, revealing my pink glistening slit, i shiver at the sudden cool air on my sensitive core. john stares, he had seen diagrams in science and photos in his buddies magazines, but this was different, this was yours, and it was utterly divine to him.
“wow, love, you’re so just, gorgeous.” he licks his lips, you notice his still clothed cock twitch and blush even more.
“mm john,, can, can you, take these off please ?” i timidly ask, toying with his own waistband.
“yeah, yeah, right.” he chuckles, slipping them off, his large cock springing out, littered in brown curls.
i pull john back down and passionately kiss him, running my hands over his back, through his hair, wrapping my legs around his waist. soon enough his hand finds my bare clit while his soft lips work against mine. i moan into his mouth, arching into his touch which I’m so desperate for more of. my hand wanders down his chest and i start stroking him. he groans and starts kissing my neck again.
“fuck, love. mmph,,” john groans.
he looks at me with lidded lustful gaze while he sucks his fingers. he runs his fingers up and down my slit, collecting my natural wetness.
“have you ever touched yourself ?” he bluntly asks.
face being aflame “n-no, i mean, I’ve never like, gone in, or whatever,”
“i was gonna say you could show me how you like it but apparently pretty girl doesn’t know” he smirks.
getting inspired, among other feelings, by him I lick my hand, and start stroking him harder, faster.
“bloody hell y/n..ahh, fuck,” his head falls into my shoulder while he sinks two digits into me, thumb resting on my clit like he had heard from his buddies.
“ahhh!! j-john,, mmm,” i arch into his touch and throw my head back, my grip on his cock tightening.
he groans loudly and starts moving my hips, then suddenly,
“ahhh!! oh my god, john, mmm!!”
“mm i found your g spot love,” he says, proud of what he accomplished with the newfound angle. he then sloppily kisses me in a fit of passion.
i start feeling a odd yet amazing knot in my stomach, before,
john pulls his fingers out.
“no!! john, please, please please please,” i almost cry out of frustration, my hand coming to a hault.
he licks his fingers clean.
“you taste divine, love.” he smirks.
i get flustered despite how frustrated I am.
“john..” i whine, i try rubbing my thighs together but not only is it not the same but john just pulls them back apart.
“i wanna try something I’ve heard about, is that alright love ?” he looks into my eyes, searching for any uncomfortability.
he reassures me while crawling down, between my legs. he starts leaving warm wet kisses on my inner thighs, his large hands lighting my skin aflame under his touch, as he grips my plush thighs, spreading them. he leans in to gaze at my glistening, puffy pussy. parting my folds with his fingers, he drags his tongue through my wetness, groaning at the taste of my arousal.
i softly moan at the sudden foreign contact.
“you are addicting y/n.” he groans.
he grips my hips, holding me still as he devours my pussy, sucking and licking my clit harshly.
“mm john!! ow, gentle, please,” i pull away a little.
“fuck, sorry love,” he then sucks my clit gentler, swirling his tongue around the bud of nerves, soothing it. he always was a quick learner. he pushes his tongue inside me, fucking me with his mouth his hands slide up to grope my breasts, tweaking my nipples.
i moan loudly, running my hands through his hair while his mouth sloppily works on me, arching into his face. how enthusiastically he’s going down on me only making me needier.
“mmm john, ahh, feels so good,” my pussy walls flutter round his wet muscle.
he alters between curling his tongue to hit my g spot and sucking my clit between his soft lips, flicking with his tongue. i pull his hair, feeling the soft tuffs through my fingers and he groans against my pussy, intensifying the sensations. that tension in my stomach from before returns.
“john, john, ahh, please, please, mm!!” i incoherently beg, not really knowing what for, but desperate nonetheless.
then suddenly; john groans, feeling my arousal squirt, coating the inside of his mouth. his tongue feeling my pussy spasms around it, my cries of pleasure music to his ears. john pulls away with a satisfied groan, around his mouth glistening.
“you taste so good...” he smirks.
“w…where did you..learn that ?” i ask between huffs, pulling him up.
“uhh, little bit from stories, little bit from magazines, a lot just seeing what you like and listening to my best girl.” he smiles.
pull him in and passionately kiss him, feeling weirdly aroused at my own flavour on my tongue.
i look into his eyes, nervous.
“can it be my turn now ?” i smile, looking down at his throbbing cock.
his face gets flushed, “it’s all yours sweetheart,” he chuckles, leaning back.
i position myself between his legs, gazing at his large sprung member. i lick up from the base and swirl my tongue around his pink tip, lifting my head to spit on it.
“you are so bloody gorgeous.” john sighs, running a hand through my hair while hes half sitting up, leaning on his other elbow.
i take more into my mouth.
“fuck, y/n!!” john sharply gasps, gripping my hair a bit harsher, i whine and john feels the vibrations. i suck even harder, hearing him whimper as his shaft twitches in my warm mouth, tasting a little salt.
“y/n!! stop,stop,stop!!” john pleads, breathing heavily.
i suddenly lift my head, his sensitive dick leaving my lips with a ‘pop’. i worriedly gaze at him, taking in the sight of him with flushed cheeks, disheveled hair, a flustered expression as his large cock is still switching and leaking precum. the scene before me makes me rub my thighs together.
“j-john ? are you ok ? what’s wrong ?”
“nothing, nothings wrong pretty girl, but if you still want us to go all the way you need to stop or else im not gonna be able to do that, you’re just too good.” he’s still catching his breath, pulling me up to kiss me.
he flips us over, he’s in between my legs. i feel his still hard shaft rubbing against my pussy, stimulating my clit, i whine into the kiss, i feel him smirk and keep rolling his hips.
“ahh, john,” i softly moan, pulling away from the kiss.
“you’re so wet.” he breathes.
“john,,!” i gasp, whining, embarrassed, “i need you!!” i wrap my legs around his waist.
he looks me in the eyes “are you sure ?” he kisses my necks.
“yes, please,” i grind my hips upwards to meet his.
he gasps “ok,” i hold his hand, and i watch him put my legs on his shoulders.
“john, i love you,” i lovingly gaze at him.
“i love you too y/n.” he slides his tip into me and i grip his arm, nervous at the new sensations.
he slowly slides his whole length into me, holding my legs on his broad shoulders, til it hits that spot.
“fuck, love, you’re tighter then i imagined.”
“john!! mmmph, please, give me a m-moment,” i whimper, adjusting to the new pressure.
“how can i help ?” john shakily sighs, looking at me concerned, overwhelmed.
john folds you in half, sliding a little deeper, and starts kissing any skin he can get to. he starts circling my clit with his thumb, and my pussy flutters in response.
“ahh!! mmph,” i loudly moan, arching my back.
“bloody hell y/n! feel so good, you’re so gorgeous.”
my core gushes as a result of his praise.
his eyes light up with excitement and he starts a slow pace, and the feeling of his member dragging back and forth against my g spot is heavenly.
“oh my god !!” i moan higher, grabbing his arm.
“how do you feel, love ?” john pants.
“faster, please, john, need it !!” i beg him.
john smiles and grabs my legs with a better grip. the sounds of my wetness and our skin slapping echoes through the room along with our sounds, for a split second i hope the headboard banging against the wall doesn’t chip the paint but before i can worry too much all my thoughts melt to a mush of mindless strung together sounds.
“yes, yes, john, mmm!! a-ah, love you, please !!” i cry out, his pubes rubbing against my clit, driving me crazy.
“i love you too. gonna take care of you pretty girl, so good for me, yeah ?” he heavily breathes, pounding into me relentlessly. his gaze keeps switching between how my cheeks are flushed and my eyes are watery, how my tits bounce with every thrust, practically hypnotizing him, and how his whole cock can just disappear into me.
i nod my head, struggling to convey words, just running my nails on his back, desperately grasping for him, my moans getting cut off by my own whimpers. i can’t help but admire how his hair sticks to his sweaty forehead, how his brunette hair litters his chest all the way down to his happy trail, the way his brows are furrowed.
“fuck y/n, you’re dripping!” john smirks.
“mmm!!” i whimper, embarrassed and overstimulated, my thighs and hips switching as i start getting close.
john is trying so hard to not cum before you with all his mental will. when he realizes you’re showing the signs that his buddies talked about, his chest swells with pride that he could even get you close during the first time, and he tries really hard not to mess it up.
“so good for me love, so pretty, taking me so well.” he heavily breathes, teasing my clit with his thumb.
“john!!” my voice gets higher, i desperately grasp at his hand again, holding it tightly. my body tenses up, my thighs tremble and my pussy walls flutter around his cock, gushing on him.
“mmm just like that love. so pretty.”
his head falls back, cumming inside me with a almost animalistic groan. he puts my legs down and holds me to his chest.
“j-john,,i,,i love you.” i pant, wrapping my legs and arms around him.
“i,,love,,you,,too.” he kisses my face all over before leaving his head in my shoulder.
the bedroom is filled with soft warm lighting, and we’re finally one.