I’m leaving this here for next month
TW smut, if you don’t want to read it yet ❤️
shy!subby!reader losing her virginity to trent and letting him have all the control
Hello!! I love this so much I seriously hope you like it!! I’ve been dreaming about this😩
Warnings: SMUT!! Soft Dom, loss of virginity, innocence kink and idk I write this before I start writing😭
You had been dating Trent for a while, exactly 7 months, and as much as you wanted to think of him as this great man who was okay with your constant shallow touches, you knew that was a man, a footballer, a man who probably needed to let out so much energy and you couldn’t push it any further.
Trent was a man sculpted by God, the way his body looked and the way his body operated was something you never dared to not admire. From his broad shoulders, to his abs, and his legs and his toned arms, it was all too much, you were convinced he was God’s apology for creating the other specimen of hooligans.
Never in a million years, would you have thought a premier league footballer was going to be an issue of yours, but there you were, standing in front of your mirror, giving yourself a harsh analysis. You liked the way your body looked in the close to nonexistent white lace lingerie you were wearing. You wanted to send a message, and as much as you knew you had to say it, you didn’t want to tell Trent that you were a virgin, you just wanted him to get it.
You had called him prior to your little session, and told him to come spend the night cause you missed him, an excuse that usually works with him effectively. He knew the drill, you were going to watch a movie, abandon it and start making out, your hand would guide his to your boobs then you’d jump up and go get something to wear cause ‘it got cold’.
But not tonight. Tonight, you had plans of making Trent the happiest man, with your little knowledge from your wattpad years, and your vague ideas of what you’ve watched, you knew one thing for certain, no man wouldn’t love being your first. Men were naturally territorial, and as much as you wanted to group Trent differently, he was much like these men, someone who probably would lose his eyeballs if he knew you were letting him be the first man in your bed.
So you got ready, lathered up in coconut lotion, angelic no make up make up on, hair done just how he always liked it, white silk nightgown that covered your white lingerie, it was a planned attack. Your nerves almost ruined your body, but the fact that he was going to be your first, assured you that he’d love the idea.
You waited in your kitchen, debating whether or not to go into your room and spray the entire bottle of your perfume on your head, scared of the tiniest details not fitting Trent’s liking. You were pulled out of it when the doorbell rang, indicating Trent’s arrival. You took a deep breath, choosing to play it safe and move the same way you’ve always move when he came over, to not ruin the surprise. You opened the door, watching his smile grow wide as he looked down at you, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning forward to peck your lips.
“Hey baby.” He said as he walked into the house with you in his arms still, closing the door with his foot.
“Hi baby, I missed you.” You pouted as you silently begged for another kiss.
His plump lips fell on yours softly, and you gracefully held back a moan as you thought of his lips kissing other parts of you. You took his hand and moved him to the living room, wanting to keep it normal and out of any forms of suspicion.
“You look good in white.” He said as he slapped your ass that was moving in front of him.
“You think?” You pulled him to the couch, giving him a tiny kiss as you laid curled into his side.
“I’m sure. Almost as good as you do in red. Angelic.” His arm wrapped around you as he started flicking through the shows.
Half an hour passed by and your body was getting hotter by the minute, the way Trent’s tongue kept poking out as he focused on the show playing, and the way he looked, it was too much and you could barely understand what was happening to you. You mindlessly started drawing patterns on his chest as you laid your hand on his shirt, acting like you were too lost in the show as well.
“Trent.” You wanted your voice to sound hotter and lower, but your nerves were kicking in and you ended up sounding quite instead.
He hummed next to you, waiting for you to speak up. You wanted to scream, the pressure of needing his tongue on your core was crushing you, and there was no way of letting him know other than saying it.
“Aren’t you bored?” You asked him as you continued to draw patterns on his abdomen.
“Not really, but you seem like you are, what’s up?” You moved your head to look at him, his attentive eyes looking down at you waiting for an answer.
“I was talking to my friends the other day, and I’ve got a question for you.” You were lying, but he didn’t need to know that, just like you didn’t need to know the answer to your question. He nodded, urging you to go on, now clearly intrigued.
“So basically, Sally told me that her boyfriend told her he wished she was a virgin, so that he’d be her first. I don’t think all men think like that, but, what do you think?” You kept your doe eyes, looking up at him, begging him silently to understand.
“Depends, are you a virgin?” He spoke so nonchalantly, almost as if he was sure you weren’t. You kept silent, trying to weigh out the possible answers you could give. His eyebrows furrowed, looking down at you with a puzzled expression.
“Are you a virgin, Y/N?” His voice was soft, trying to see your reaction. You looked at him, trying to keep a soft gaze and hide your anxiety, debating how you’d confess to that. You nodded slowly, watching how his pupils turned a shade darker at the realization.
“Baby, don’t play with me right now, is it true?” His hand brushed some strands away from your face, resting on your cheek. You nodded again, keeping your stance as innocent as you could. He groaned, obviously the idea of you being an innocent virgin worked it’s wonders like you expected.
“I want you to be my first, would you want that?” You dropped your voice, speaking so softly barely above a whisper as you looked into his eyes.
You knew the game you were playing was very expected, but you didn’t think he’d be as responsive to all of your assumptions, and sadly, he was just like any other man, but in every other aspect, he wasn’t.
“Very much. You don’t know how long I’ve been doubting myself. But don’t let this pressure you or anything, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, okay baby?” He leaned in to press a kiss to your forehead, still holding your face in place delicately.
“I know, but I don’t want you to doubt yourself, I want you.” You moved his hand from your face, standing up to look at him fully.
You extended your arm, holding out your hand for him, ready to walk him into your room so you could show him. Once he hooked his hand into yours, you pulled him towards the room, quietly trying to steady your breathing and calm yourself.
“Wait, you do want that, right?” You stopped, looking back at him and waiting for his answer. You smiled upon seeing him nod vigorously, clearly excited to have you. Once in the room, you sat him down on the edge of the bed, and stepped back, ready to lose all of yourself for him.
“Okay, I can’t promise to know a lot, but I do know you like white on me, so I just want you to take me and do whatever it is you want. I trust you T.” You spoke softly, slowly scrunching up your night gown as you tried to give him a sexy strip show.
It seemed to have worked, cause the groan he let out once your night gown was thrown to the side gave you an undeniable boost of confidence. You were getting coy under his gaze, but the more he stared at your body with hungry eyes, the more you understood how hot you were to him. He motioned for you to come closer, and when you were standing in front of his figure, he leaned in to kiss you.
The kiss was slow at first, just him testing the waters, and his lips were moving slowly on yours, loud smooches filled the room and were interrupted by your whimper when he slapped your ass. The way his lips worked on yours almost made you dizzy, you wanted to beg him to touch you elsewhere with his lips. He stood up and turned you around, switching places with you, his fingers were holding your cheek as his lips devoured yours.
“I’m gonna take good care of you, I promise. Anytime you feel like anything is too much, let me know, okay?” His fingers brushed against your cheek as he spoke softly to you.
You nodded a bit too enthusiastically and he chuckled at your excitement. You didn’t know why you were so shy at first, what could he possibly say that would make you blush in embarrassment?
“Okay baby, now, have you ever had your pussy eaten?” His low voice sent shivers to your spine, the way he spoke almost too much for you. Your face heated up, and eyes dilated a bit as you heard him chuckle at your reaction. You shook your head no, too shy to even speak up now.
“Do you want your pussy eaten?” He spoke so close to your ear, you could feel his breath on your skin and it ignited your fire. You nodded but he didn’t seem too interested.
“No love, you’re going to have to speak up.” He hooked his finger under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
You hesitated for a moment, feeling your face heat up to a new level, but you knew that was probably the easiest thing to say and that whatever was coming next would be too hard to ignore, so you swallowed and looked at him.
“I want my pussy eaten, please.” You kept your eyes as innocent as you could, the way you spoke adding to the effect, you watched the way his lids got heavy for a moment, clearly processing what you said.
He moved you to lay on your back and hovered you, leaving kisses on your exposed skin, latching his lips to your neck and softly biting. His lips kept moving downwards, kissing the top of your boobs, sucking a bit on the delicate surface. Your body was still somewhat covered, the white lace barely leaving anything for his imagination, he leaned down to lick your hard nipples, perked up under his touch. He sucked on your left nipple as he pinched your right in between his fingers through the thin material, moving to do the same to your other side as you moaned at the feeling.
“Fuck, I want to give them all the attention in the world, but not now.” He said as he moved his lips lower down your abdomen. His kissed lead him lower to where you needed him the most.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good, the only man you’ll ever need.” He spoke so lowly, a new voice you’ve never heard him pull before. He positioned his lips on your upper thighs, leaving sloppy kisses on your lotioned skin.
He moved your legs, giving himself more space as he opened them wider, placing your calves on his shoulder as he kissed up and down your inner thighs. He moved his mouth closer to your covered core, placing a kiss that sent fire to your senses.
“I can’t wait to hear you screaming my name. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.” He didn’t give you any time to process as he hungrily kissed your core, biting the material away and then snapping it back.
His fingers skillfully removed your underwear, roaming at the skin exposed to him, moving again towards your now wet core. You looked down and saw how his eyes sparkled with desire, memorizing how glowy your pussy looked for him.
“Fuck.” A groan left his lips as he spread you wider with his fingers. He leaned in to lick a straight strip across your exposed core, running his tongue in a circle around your clit. The moan you screamed was so lewd you sounded pornographic, music to his ears is what he told you, licking another strip. Never in a million years would you have thought you’d be bare in front of Trent, letting him lick you up, but there you were, and you were more than content.
“Get these wet for me baby.” He raised his two fingers to your mouth, telling you to lick them. You did as you were told, looking down at his eyes, focused on getting him riled up. You swirled your tongue around his thick fingers how you’d want to swirl it around his cock, looking into his eyes and sucking on them with puckered lips.
He trailed his fingers down your skin and again near your pussy, dragging them across your lips before sliding them into you slowly. He tried stretching you out, watching how your face reacted just to ensure you were enjoying it.
“You ever fingered yourself pretty girl?” You gasped at how good his fingers felt pushing deeper inside of you.
“Answer me angel.” He leaned in with his fingers still pumping in and out of you, to suck on your clit.
“Y-Yes, but it never felt this good T.” You whimpered pathetically, trying to not think of how embarrassing you sounded.
“My good girl. My angel. Look at you, you like getting stretched by me? How does it feel to have my fingers for the first time?” He spoke against your clit as he gave it kitten licks, the sound of his breathing mixed with his fingers sliding in and out of you was erotic.
“So good T, so fucking good. I want more of you, please.” You let out in a begging manner, practically on your knees for his cock to be inside of you.
“Anything you want, anything for you angel.” He stood up, looking down at you as he licked his fingers clean. “You taste amazing. So pure.” He hummed in appreciation, looking down at your shy smile.
You watched him look around the room and then groan, unable to find a condom.
“Y/N, do you have any condoms?” He looked down at you, subliminally begging you to give him a good answer. You nodded, pointed to the drawer next to your bed. “Wow, you really planned this huh?” He said as he walked towards the drawer. You giggled, embarrassed of how well planned you were, when he raised the sealed box at you.
He took his shirt off, fumbling with his pants as he pushed them down revealing his prominent bulge in his white Calvin’s. “Looks like we’re matching baby.” You said as you raised your manicured toenails up his thigh.
“You’re so cute.” He laughed as he grabbed your foot, placing a kiss on your ankle.
He moved your hand to grip his cock, shaking it a bit as he looked at your shocked face. Never have you ever thought Trent was going to be lacking, but the weight of his dick alone scared you. You let your fingers hook under the strap and slide his boxers down, clearly too excited to see what you’ve been touching.
His thick length sprung out, looking way too big for your hands, let alone for your pussy. You were mesmerized and you didn’t realize how long you had been staring until he chuckled.
“Don’t worry angel, we’ll take it slow. I’ve got you.” He kissed your palms before opening up the condom box. He made sure that you were watching him slide the condom over his shaft, silently teaching you for future reference.
“As much as I want to see your tits bouncing, this white lace is doing something to me.” His fingers circled your nipples as he spoke, touching the skin through the fabric.
“Angel, if there’s anything you don’t want, let me know, at any time we can stop. Please.” His tone was so soft as he spoke to you, giving your heart a warm hug of care.
“I want you. Please T, I just want you to fill me up.” You shook your head, speaking in a sultry voice that you knew was going to do wonders on him. His head was thrown back, somehow fighting not breaking you in half after your confession that rushed blood to his other head.
“Fuck baby, I’ve only wanted to do that for so long.” He ran his hand along his length, pumping it a few times.
“Baby, can I blow you?” You didn’t know where this sudden burst of confidence came from, but you couldn’t resist the sight of him. He chuckled, looking at you and trying to resist your eyes. “No angel, it’s all about you today, we can do that another time. I just want to make you feel good.” He spoke as he lined himself with your entrance, hooking your leg up his hip.
“Ready?” He spoke as he teased you, rubbing his head across your core. You nodded, biting your lip at the intimacy you both were sharing. “If anything hurts, let me know and we can stop at any time. Clear angel?” He spoke with an assuring tone, giving you an evident message that he only wanted to make sure you enjoyed it. You nodded, muttering a tiny clear as he propped himself and pushed his tip in.
The pain of being stretched out for the first time was cruel, but as his lips kept distracting you, leaving kisses on your chest and your neck, it disappeared slowly. He pushed in as slowly as he could, careful not to hurt you.
“You alright angel?” His lips hovered over your jaw, laying kisses on the skin.
“Mhm. Stay still for a moment please.” You whispered, trying to keep the pain of being stretched out at the back of your mind. After a moment, you told him to start moving, and slowly you felt your pain turning from a stinging push to a more pleasurable one, and soon enough, you could feel him pumping in out of you. The way his hands held you and the way his lips latched onto your covered nipples was exaggerating the pleasure, a new series of noises was heard, your moans were erotic and loud, bouncing off the walls and sending him into a frenzy.
His hips were snapping at yours, skin making lewd sounds that could only be heard in the filthiest of pornos, his grunts made your brain fog, all of your senses picking up Trent. The way your skin felt and the way your body was full, it was because of Trent, the way his scent was filling up your nose and the way your ears only picked up his sounds, it was all Trent in your brain.
“You’re being so good for me angel, so good.” He spoke so close to your ear, placing a kiss on the soft spot under it. His body started going at full speed with the moans and the ring murmurs you gave him, determined to give you a great time. His fingers firmly pushed your face that was resting on it’s side, to straighten it, looking right into your eyes before he laid his lips on yours. The way he kissed you was so amusing and he feverishly bit your bottom lip. It drove you crazy, his tongue roaming in your mouth and his cock pounding in you, it was too much.
“T, I think I’m close.” You whispered against his lips.
“I know baby, me too, come with me angel.” His lips again hooked onto yours, swallowing all of your moans and whimpers. You felt your abs clench, the walls of your pussy tightening around him, sending a message of how close you were. The pleasure you felt was impeccable and beyond impressive, so much of your own thinking was busy with the images of you both doing the same over multiple other surfaces in your house. Your nails dug into his back, feeling all his muscles tighten as he held you in place. The relief washed over you both at the same time, loud sounds leaving both of your lips as you sloppily tried to kiss each other silent.
It was too much but it felt too good, his breath on your neck as he sloppily pulled in and out of you, climbing down your orgasms. He finally pulled out, leaving a kiss on your cheek as he rubbed your skin lovingly. He moved around the room to throw the condom away.
“You did so well beautiful.” He kissed your forehead and laid on the bed beside you. “I’m so happy you were my first, I trust you so much T.” You leaned in to peck his lips, smiling against them.
“I’m glad. I hope you know next time will be a lot more better, less pain and I’m gonna make sure you feel more relaxed.” He kissed your forehead again, looking at you with a promise in his eyes as he brushed his fingers against your arm. You nodded and gave him a tiny smile, still too tired from the shenanigans. “Let’s get you sat properly angel.” He said as he moved your body in a more comfortable position on the bed.
