Where it happened: My bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I guess 18 is quite late these days to lose your virginity, but I was pleased with the timing. Emma and I had been good friends for about five years, and when she split up with her boyfriend of four years, I was there to comfort her and cheer her up. She was very down about things, but was pleased to have me around and not be trying to get in her pants, like most other friends of hers, by being sympathetic. One day we were talking on the phone and she said to me “I don’t know whether to stop taking the pill or not, now that we’ve split up”. There was something about the way that she said that felt to me as if she was asking me if I wanted to sleep with her. Thinking of myself, I said to her that I thought she should stay on it, because you never know when you are next going to have it. She seemed pleased with this answer, and then had to go and have dinner. By this point, I was already feeling pretty excited, and I had to go to my room and have a wank, to relieve the pressure on my dick.
Several months passed, and then Emma and I arranged for us to meet one Bank Holiday Monday. Imagine how pleased I was when I discovered that my family were going out for the day. So Emma, turned up just after my parents left the house with my brothers and sisters. I made her some lunch and we talked for hours about this and that. We moved up to my roon and listen to some music…at the time we were both into classical music, so we were listening to that. She got curious about my room, which had a walk-in cupboard. She opend the door and walked in, but I started to panic about what she might find in there…some embaressing pics of me as a baby or something, so I tried to pull her out. Eventually after a struggle I did pull her out, but slipped and we fell into each others arms. For ages we didn’t do anything, just lay there, but our hearts were both beating faster, and I knew we were going to kiss. The kiss happened in the end and it felt so nice and right.
Emma eventually moved me to the bed and this was more comfortable. It also meant i could explore her body more easily. I undid her blouse and touched her small, round breasts. She undid my shirt and then my jeans, and started to masturbate me. I was very hard and excited at this point. I told her that it was unfair that she had a lot of clothes on still, and that I was practiaclly naked. She agreed and told me I could undress her. She wasn’t wearing a bra and knickers, just a camisole, and it took me a while to work out how to undo it. I laughingly told her that I thought she’d put it on just to embaress me – cos she knew I wouldn’t be able to get it off. In the end she had to show me how it came off, and I hurridly obliged.
I kissed her breasts while she touched my dick, but something in my head would’t let me touch her vagina. I think it was some hang-up about sex, because my parents had always taught me that sex before marriage was a bad thing. Anyway, I didn’t touch her pussy, but things were steamy enough for me anyway. She asked me if I’d like to make love to her, and of course I said yes. I asked if we should use a condom, but she told me that sometimes, you just have to take a risk and that she was on the pill, and she didn’t have AIDS. She told me it would be easier if I went on top of her, so I did, and tried to stick my dick inside her. Well, there was a lot of fumbling and I didn’t seem to be able to do it, so she gave me a helping hand. I don’t think I was all that good at doing it, because after a few thrusts, I moved my leg slightly, and my dick came out and wouldn’t go back in again. So she had to help me again. As this was my first time, I was very excited and I cam before she’d even had the chance to get warmed up. I stayed inside her for a few moments, until I’d gone totally floppy, and then slid out. I was ecstatic, and she seemed pleased. We kissed and hugged for a long time afterwards, but eventually I had to take her to the train station.
when I got home, I realised that we’d ruined our friendship, and that things would never be the same again. In fact we both agreed that we should have just stayed friends, and we kept a sort of friendship going, until she started to go out with my best friend. This made things difficult between us all for some time, though we seem to have made up over time. We last saw each other at her ex-boyfriend’s and my best friend’s mother’s funeral. I couldn’t stop thinking about what we’d done together as teenages all those years before, and I got the horn just thinking about it. I hope we get to make love again in the future, because I’ve learnt a lot about how to please women in the years between, and I’d like to show her that I’m a better lover now.
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