A homeless man saves Britney from possible death after a crash, then takes her virginity without knowing.
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Finally...another day done.
"Alright Mr. Thompson, I'm out for the night. See you Monday!" I yelled to my boss who was in the backroom doing the end of day reports.
"Have a good night Britney!" He yelled back.
I walked out of the building into the cold December night air. It seemed to be much colder than I anticipated, as I only brought a sweater to keep warm with. It would be no big deal though, as the bus would be well heated like normal. I walked just a block away and within minutes the last bus of the night arrived and I hopped on. Nice and warm, thank God! I sat down and pulled out my phone, beginning to doom scroll through social media to pass the time while I head home. Just turning 18 a few weeks ago, I was still trying to save up for my own car so I wouldn't have to depend on this bus 5 days a week. At least I had my license already though.
So there I was, scrolling away as the bus stopped then went again at each stop. I was unfortunately the last stop on the route every night. The one other guy that is usually on the bus that lives in my same apartment building isn't here tonight, so I'll be the last one on the bus, besides the driver, of course. While looking through my social media, I came across a good friend of mine who was posting pictures of a party she went to last Friday night. I was always jealous of her. I'm not a lesbian or anything, but she has a great body. My breasts only being a large B cup and hers always seeming to fill out her body perfectly. She's 5'8 and I'm only 5'2. Not to mention her personality seems better than mine too. I guess the only thing I'm proud of is my petite, but filled out butt. None of this really even matters since I don't currently have a boyfriend and all my previous relationships didn't go beyond kissing. But still...self confidence I suppose.
I don't even really know how it happened. The bus was cruising along, we just finished the stop before mine and now we were heading down the semi-long stretch of road to my apartments, the last stop for the night. It was only me left on the bus. I was just getting bored of scrolling my socials when the bus veered a hard right and it all seemed slow motion from there. My phone flew out of my hands to God knows where, the bus flipped onto it's side, then rolled just once more into the freezing cold river by the road. It was a massive shock to hit water that cold so fast. A window I was near broke during the rollover and I climbed out of it and poked my head out of the freezing water. I knew I had to get to shore as soon as possible because of how ridiculously cold it was. So I swam, got to shore, and collapsed. Only seconds later, the driver made his way to shore as well. Thankfully, we were both mostly uninjured, but we were still a slight distance from my apartments and any businesses between here and there were closed at this time of night.
We sat on shore, shaking terribly from the cold for a brief few moments before two men ran up to us. They quickly began asking if we were ok, to which we both nodded while shivering and teeth chattering. I didn't realize it at that moment, but they were two homeless men who live under the bridge only about 50 yards away. They seen the accident and came to help if possible.
"Let us get you guys at least somewhat out of this wind to avoid getting very sick." One of them said.
One of the men helped the driver to his feet and the other helped me up. That's when I actually realized how disheveled the men looked and I could tell they were most likely homeless. At that moment though, I didn't care who was hugging me close, trying to keep me warm. We got to the bridge and it was actually slightly cozier than I would have imagined. It seems only the two men were living under this specific bridge. Two tents were set up. The driver went into one with one man, the other man took me into his tent. The tents were actually decent sized too. A small solar powered light was on and only a few other things were in the tent.
"You really need to get warmed up, miss. I don't want you dying on me." The homeless man said to me, as he straightened up his sleeping bag. He clearly seen the concern on my face, despite my freezing temperature.
"Don't worry. This is a brand new sleeping bag. A nice older lady gave us these earlier today. Never used yet." He said, with a friendly face.
Admittedly, that did ease my nerves a little bit. I wasn't trying to attract bugs into my apartment, but I didn't want to openly say that to the man who was trying to help me.
"I...thank...you." I said, through chattering teeth. "Who are you?"
"My name is Alex." He said, with a friendly smile.
"Britney." I responded back.
"Well, Miss Britney, it's a pleasure to meet you, though I wish it was under better circumstances. I don't have a phone, obviously, but we will get you guys warm then go for help. You really need to get into that sleeping bag to warm your body. But...um...I think you need to get rid of those soaking clothes." He said.
At that moment, I didn't know exactly what to do. I was so freaking cold, but...I couldn't disrobe in front of this homeless man I just met. Though I will say, for a small homeless encampment, the smell wasn't too bad, just slightly off. And despite this man's rough beard/hair look, he truly does seem like he's trying to help. I didn't know what other choice I had right now. I took off my soaking wet sweater and tossed it to the ground with a wet smack. Alex could tell I was hesitant on going further, so he nodded and turned around, making sure to not look at me. He truly seemed like a nice man, it actually made me feel even more sad for his circumstances. I took off my work t-shirt, and tossed that to the ground as well. I slid off my shoes and socks. I wiggled out of my jeans, which being soaked was not easy and they clung to my ass and legs all the way down. So there I was, standing in a homeless man's tent in just my bra and panties, but still wet and freezing. I unclasped my bra, letting my perky boobs free. I then slid my pink panties off and tossed them in the heap of wet clothes as well, bearing my smoothly shaved womanhood.
Little did I realize, while I was taking off all my clothes and Alex was turned away, he did happen to catch a glimpse of me through the broken piece of mirror he had in the corner of his tent. I caught it at the very last moment, and seen his head quickly turn away from the mirror. I was quite upset, but he was saving my life so I wasn't going to make a big deal of this right now. I slid into the sleeping bag, which still felt super cold on my skin. Alex made some small talk with me, discussing his life and mine. His whole homelessness issue was thankfully not caused by drugs, but simply a family issue that he got the bad end of. I was definitely slightly warmer, but he noticed I was still shaking.
"I'm still worried about you. I think you're still too cold, but I don't have any other blankets in here right now. Though, I don't think you'd want to use those anyway. I could probably warm you up a bit more...if you would be ok with using my body heat. I promise I would never try anything against you, I am just trying to help. Alex said, nervously but honestly.
Many thoughts were going through my head right now, despite my bitter coldness. I still didn't know if I could truly trust this man. He really wanted to get into this same sleeping bag with me while I was naked?! I've never been in bed with anyone in my life naked. But...the cold. It was so damn cold!
"Ok, I guess. But...don't try anything." I reluctantly said.
Alex nodded and took off his battered coat and shirt, revealing a slender physic underneath. He kicked his shoes away and started to pull down his pants.
"Woah. I'm not sure about all that..." I said.
"My pants are a bit wet themselves, also admittedly quite dirty. I don't think that will help the situation very much. If it helps, I have boxers on, and they are also fairly new. I swear I'm just trying to help." Alex said.
It was honestly hard to think with how cold I was despite feeling a slight bit warmer in my current position. So I just nodded. He took off the pants, revealing what did look like fairly clean boxers. I was thankful for that, at least. He opened the zipper on the side of the sleeping bag and slid his body in. I turned my back as I was very uncomfortable having my bare front facing him. We barely were able to squeeze together in the bag, but we made it work, then he zipped it up, which was on his side. He was rubbing my arm with one hand, while our bodies were smashed close together. Admittedly, I was slowly starting to warm up. There was no conversation between us and I was exhausted from the tough week already. Between that and this disaster, I slowly faded to sleep.
I don't know how much longer it was, since I didn't have any kind of clock or watch, but it couldn't have been more than 30 minutes when I woke back up. Alex was breathing calmly right behind me, his body still close to mine. I was actually feeling quite warm now, finally. I moved my legs as much as I could, which was barely any at all in the cramped sleeping bag. That's when I noticed something between the bottom of my ass cheeks and at the top of my thighs, right against my mound. My face grew very hot because it didn't take me long at all to realize this was his penis. I didn't know if he took it out on purpose, or if it somehow just happened, but it was out of the front of his boxers, laying right up against my womanhood. And from what I could tell, he was very hard.
Many thoughts were going through my mind, but the one that calmed me down was he never actually did anything to me while I was sleeping, so maybe this truly was a strange accident. I slightly adjusted my body, again not much though because it was so cramped. But that slight adjustment made his penis slide against my pussy. I would never admit it, but my nipples were rock hard right now, and not because of the cold. It wasn't my fault. My body has a mind of it's own sometimes. I felt myself getting wet. How embarrassing. I felt so ashamed, that I couldn't even bring myself to wake Alex. I laid like this for probably about 5 more minutes. I was so turned on by this situation that the wetness was very noticeable now. I hated myself. Again, I started cramping up in the tight space, so I slightly shuffled my body again, and slid up against his rod. It felt so good. So I did it again, and again. I was eventually using my own wetness as lubrication and was very slowly sliding up and down his hard shaft.
I felt an orgasm approaching. Not having many thoughts go through my head in the short amount of time, but I was so ashamed of myself. I'm getting myself off on a homeless man that was literally saving my life. The heat hit hard and I bucked my hips slightly harder than the sleeping bag would even allow as my orgasm hit. I didn't realize it, but this actually made Alex stir, just enough so that his crown was put just inside of my puffy pussy lips. My orgasm subsided, and I was breathing heavily. It took me a few more moments before I realized his cock had found my entrance. I started to worry, as this was now way too close for comfort. I've never had sex. I've never had a dick anywhere near my vagina. I began trying to scoot up, but this was impossible in the cramped situation and I didn't realize all I was actually doing was massaging the top of his cock. It went slightly deeper until I felt it hit my hymen.
What the shit was happening?! I had to wake him up. I had to end this. It was way too serious now. But before I even muttered words, he stretched and in the same moment, pushed upwards. I felt a tear inside, then felt his cock go further. The pain hit hard and tears welled up in my eyes. I just lost my virginity. To a sleeping homeless man. What the fuck?
I actually couldn't form words now. My mind wasn't even working. I just needed to get out. I tried pulling upwards again, but failed. Then again, failed. At this point, I was basically just riding this man's dick. A mumble and a shift on his part, and the next thing I knew, his balls were shoved up against me. He was fully inside of me. I was impaled on his cock. What a fool I was. I did everything wrong. After a few more minutes of this, my body was responding again. I shamefully needed to get off again. The pain turned to pleasure and I was soaking down there now. We've already went this far, what harm could there be in doing it one more time?
With the little room I had, I was now intentionally driving him in and out of me. Each entrance until his balls touched my lips. It felt so good. Every now and again, I would hear him let out a slight moan behind me, clearly still in a deep slumber. How he hasn't woken up, I would never know, but that wasn't my issue right now. I felt it coming. A massive orgasm approaching. I was now sliding my body against his, making his shaft go as hard and deep as possible. It was absolutely bouncing off my cervix. It almost seemed as if Alex was having a wet dream in his sleep with the occasional moans. I was there. It was bliss and the orgasm was about to hit me like a truck...
"Ahh....mmm...baby..." Alex very faintly mumbled in his sleep.
Baby? Babies! What?! Shit! Shit!! He was not wearing any protection! I was riding this homeless man raw! He can't cum! I need to...I need to...
He moved up, I shoved down and a blast of warmth filled me. I felt it. Spurt after spurt exploding inside of me. Covering my cervix in his sperm. At the same time, the orgasm hit and I shook uncontrollably. The most extravagant moment in my life hit while this homeless man was filling me with his baby batter. I swear, a gallon was shot into me. His tiny swimmers trying to do it's job and give me a baby. Between that and my own orgasm, it was never ending...until it finally did end.
My heart was beating so fast, my head was spinning and I was full. So...full. I couldn't take it. I blacked out...
I awoke again. Unsure once again how much time had passed, but I was still out of it. Alex's soft cock was still embedded in me, keeping all the semen inside. The worry of being impregnated by this man was overwhelming...but sleep was even more so...
*ALEX POV NEXT MORNING*
Alex awoke at the crack of dawn, feeling way warmer than normal for this time of year. It took him only seconds to realize why as he was still snuggled up against the woman he had helped last night. He moved and that's when he realized his cock was stuffed in between her legs. Not only that, but he could clearly tell a sexual interaction took place. He was terrified. This was an issue for him in the past, twice a past girlfriend told him he had sex with her while he was sleeping. Of course, they were together so that was not a big deal. This though? This situation is MUCH different. He knew he could be in massive trouble.
He slowly slid out of the sleeping bag and zipped it back up to make sure she stayed warm. He felt the stickiness and dryness of sexual fluids on his shaft. She was a beauty, gorgeous, but he would have never taken advantage of her like that. He quickly dressed and exited the tent, planning to find her decent clothes to at least wear home since hers were still wet.
*END POV*
The next time I awoke, Alex was no longer in the sleeping bag. It was starting to get a bit lighter out. I unzipped the sleeping bag and reached down and felt my sore pussy and only a bit of the sticky remains. I was still full. Full of his sperm. But I was still so turned on. I groaned as I slowly sit up naked. Alex entered the tent at that moment and I tried to poorly throw the sleeping bag over my chest.
"Oh! I'm sorry Miss! I didn't realize...I'm sorry!" Alex's face burned red as he quickly turned away. "I just went out and got you some mostly new clothes, only a baggy shirt and some pants that may be too big for you, but better than your wet clothes." He said.
I could tell he was embarrassed even more than usual. I knew he knew something took place between us last night. But damn was he still the kindest man alive.
"Last night..." I began saying, but was quickly interrupted.
"Please! I'm sorry! I didn't know, truly. I woke up this morning and realized what had happened." He blurted out, clearly worried that he was going to jail for a long time.
"No. It's...it wasn't all your fault. I also had a hand in the situation, and I was more conscious than you were. I shouldn't have let it happen. I don't know what came over me..." I said, feeling probably just as embarrassed as him now.
Alex laid my like new clothes down and came over and sat down beside me. I just now realized how beautiful his eyes were.
"In my past that happened before. But it's been so many years, I had no idea that could possibly happen again. I guess it didn't help that you are so beautiful." He said.
My heart started skipping again just from that statement. How could this even be happening right now? I gave in to my inner feelings and left go of the sleeping bag, showing my bare self to the man that I just met last night and sat up right beside him.
"You uhh, finished inside of me. That's a bit...worrisome." I said.
"Ah well, I don't think you should worry. I've always had a bit of an issue...making children. I mean, it can still happen, but...very unlikely." He said, trying to reassure me.
That did actually help. Pregnancy was a massive concern for me.
"You were my first. What an awkward way." I said.
It was at that moment we kissed. A real kiss, passionate. I thought to myself I was too far gone at this point anyway, so I climbed across his lap, over his pants as we kissed more.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
I didn't speak. I only reached down and pulled his pants down. His rod already pointing straight up. I pushed him onto his back fully and began lowering myself onto his shaft. It was still sore, but I took it until he was fully inside of me. My shaved sex all the way down to his hilt. We kept kissing as I began moving up and down. It was passionate, it was love, it was...perfect?
I was way too turned on so this time I knew the moment wasn't going to last and I feel that he knows it too. We both only lasted a few minutes before the heat began rising again. We were both wide awake, making deep love. And I have no idea why I said what I said.
"Breed me..." I leaned down and whispered into his ear.
This is what set him off. I went down, his hits came up and met me as deep as our bodies would let him go. Shot after shot of cum blasted up into me. My own orgasm hit and we both shook uncontrollably. Then, I just laid down on his chest, while he was still slowly massaging his dick in and out of me. God it felt so good. I think we laid like that for close to 10 minutes with not a word being said.
"I should probably actually go home now." I finally said.
Slowly I lifted up off of his penis and wobbled up to my feet on shaky legs. I reached down and grabbed my panties, the only part of my clothes that seemed semi dry, and slid them on, up over the thin stream of cum that did escape my insides. I then quickly looked at the semi new shirt and pants and slid them on. Not my type, but it'll get the job done for now. Alex got up and threw on his clothes as well and helped me bag up rest of my wet ones.
"The bus driver is long gone already. Him and my friend went to alert authorities on what happened. They know you're ok." He said. "Want me to walk you home?" He asked, hopeful I would say yes.
And I did. We walked back to my small apartment, mostly still lost in our own thoughts, but some small talk was made. We got to my door and I turned to him.
"Thank you. For everything." I said, smiling.
He reached down and grabbed my hand and kissed it.
"My pleasure." He said.
Then we reluctantly parted ways. In my head, I was already thinking about baking some goods and taking them to him and his friend tomorrow. I definitely wanted to keep in touch with Alex, for multiple reasons now. I headed in and got out of the clothes. I pulled my panties down, as they stuck to my pussy from the cum. I turned on the bath and filled it up. Finally...a hot bath! I felt so relaxed, so good.
I left the bathtub and threw on a robe and headed into my bedroom. Flopped down on my bed and fell asleep. My life continued because of Alex, and at the same time, a new life was forming inside of me...
The next day I baked some food and took a trip down to see him and his friend, but they were gone. Only a few small garbage items remained. I was sad, but I was going to try again tomorrow. For days, weeks, I went down, but they were never there. I never seen Alex again after that day for nearly a year. I was a new single mother. His baby in my arms. Thankfully I had good support from friends during this time of my life, but I never told any of them how it happened. I was walking down the street, browsing store windows, when I seen him again. My eyes lit up, his lit up. He looked more well kept now than when we first met.
"Alex!" I nearly screamed in joy.
"Britney!" He also nearly screamed.
We hugged. It felt so good to see him again.
"I want to introduce you to Jason. Your son." I said, holding out the small baby to him.
Shock on his face, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Let me invite you to my new apartment." He said, pointing down the road.
I was so happy for him. He got his life sorted out and had his own place! Possibly a place for us to start again? And to create a true family...