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Melissa’s First Time

Age when it happend: 13
Where it happened: "Lover's Lane"
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight

My name is Melissa and my boyfriend Jimmy just showed me this web site and had me read some of the entries, including one from him, one from his brother Joe, and one from his stepsister Nancy. After I read them he asked me what I thought. I said, ôCool. Did you want me to write about MY FIRST TIME?ö Then I added, ôIt isnÆt the same as yours, you know!ö

ôI know, but thatÆs ok,ö said Jimmy. ôI just wanted you to read our entries. Go ahead and write what you want. You will anyway.ö He was right. So here goes.

First of all, if you havenÆt read those entries, JoeÆs is #21481, NancyÆs is #21561, and JimmyÆs is #21594. You might want to read them now. It will help you to better understand what I am about to write. You will also enjoy reading them, I think. I know I did.

If you have read them, you may recall the part in JoeÆs entry where Jimmy and I walked in on Joe and Nancy having sex. Then Jimmy and I joined them for a hot, sexual foursome. First Joe wrote about it. Then Nancy mentioned it. Then you heard from Jimmy. Now youÆre going to hear from the fourth member of that foursome. But IÆm not going to rehash what theyÆve already told you. This site is call MY FIRST TIME, and thatÆs what IÆm going to write about.

And speaking of ôhot,ö in both JoeÆs and JimmyÆs entries, I am referred to as ôHOT!ö I suppose thatÆs how a lot of guys see me, and thatÆs ok. Physically, I am 5 feet 4 inches, weigh 122 lbs., and my measurements are 36-24-34. (36C, to be specific.) I am blonde, (really blonde, as you know, if you remember JoeÆs description of me without any clothes on), and I have been called attractive, even beautiful at times. If that makes me HOT, so be it. But be warned. IÆm more than just a hot body! Just because IÆm blonde doesnÆt make me stupid!

I think the ôhotö thing started because I matured so early. I began having my period at age 11. By age 12 I had a fully developed figure (not quite the #Æs above, but close). And by age 13 I was ripe for plucking, if you know what I mean. (My present age is 17.) Now to my first time . . .

It was when in 8th grade and still in Jr. High School (though I could have passed for a high school senior at the time), when I first started ôdatingö Allen. He was a freshman in high school, and although he also looked older than he was (he was nearly 15), he was not very mature in lots of other ways, now that I look back on it. I met him through a friend on a hay ride in the fall.

Our first ôdateö was not until the Christmas dance at his high school. Of course, his dad had to drive us there and pick us up afterwards. And that sort of set the tone of our ôdatingö for the next few months. IÆm not sure you could even call it dating. It was more like being together every so often. First of all, since we went to different schools, we didnÆt actually see each other all that often. Second, Allen played basketball that winter, and that sure took a lot of his time! When we did manage to be together, it was usually with other people. Our makeout sessions were few and far between, and not always in private. Still, by April, we had managed to explore each otherÆs bodies pretty thoroughly, if only with our hands and fingers. We had never actually seen each other naked. I did manage to jerk him off a couple times in the movie, while he was fingering me with one hand and rubbing my breasts and playing with my nipples with the other hand. I donÆt know about Allen, but I was now ready to move on. Believe me, I was ready!

One warm April afternoon Allen called me to say we were going to a party that weekend if I was free. His sister, who was a senior, and her boyfriend, also a senior, had invited us to go with them. (I think AllenÆs parents sort of forced his sister to ask us, but Allen and I had doubled with them before, so it was no big deal.) I was really excited about going. I was sure we could find someplace private during the evening where we could take our makeout sessions to another level. I thought this could be the night when Allen and I finally lost our cherries! Like I said, I was ready!

The minute we got to the party it was obvious that most of the people there were older than either Allen or me. I knew absolutely no one, and I donÆt think Allen knew very many people there, either. There was booze all over the place, mostly wine and beer, and although I was not a drinker (still not one now), I did manage to drink a couple of glasses of wine fairly quickly and soon felt a buzz. Allen, on the other hand, began to really pour down the wine. He drank it like a thirsty man drinks water. So it wasnÆt long before Allen was feeling no pain. I tried to get him to stop. A drunk boy canÆt rise to the occasion, if you know what I mean, and I still had hopes of losing my virginity that night. I was RIPE!

But Allen continued to guzzle down the wine, and pretty soon he was not only drunk, he was getting sick. When he came up to me and told me he was ônot feeling wellö and had to go to the bathroom, his face looked pale green. I knew he was going to blow chow in a matter of minutes. I looked around for his sister.

She was sitting on a couch between her boyfriend and a very handsome, but very sad looking guy who looked like he had to be at least 19 or 20 years old. I went over to her and told her that Allen had drunk way too much wine too quickly, and was now paying homage to the porcelain god upstairs. She and her boyfriend immediately got up to go see about him.

I sat down next to the sad looking hunk (he had beautiful eyes) and said, ôMy name is Melissa.ö

He smiled a sad smile and said, ôHi Melissa. My name is John.ö

ôAre you a senior?ö I asked.

ôNo, actually IÆm a freshman in college. IÆm home for the weekend on family business. My friend is the host, and when he learned I was in town, he insisted I come over. I think he just wanted to cheer me up.ö

Now I knew something wasnÆt quite right, here. And even though I didnÆt want to pry, I heard myself asking, ôCheer you up from what?ö

ôWell,ö he said, ôI wonÆt bore you with the details, but my Mom and Dad have split, and it is really tearing up my Dad and me and my brothers!ö

What a strange way to put it, I thought to myself, and then said, ôGosh, that must be tough!ö Then I asked, ôSo you arenÆt here with someone special?ö

ôThatÆs another thing, I guess,ö he said. ôMy girl at school and I had a huge fight over my coming home this weekend, and we finally just broke up. IÆm really not fit company for anybody right now. My girl just couldnÆt or wouldnÆt understand what I was going through with my family and why I had to come home!ö

Just then, AllenÆs sister and boyfriend returned, with Allen trailing behind them and looking like death warmed over. ôWe have to take him home,ö she said. ôHeÆs pretty sick. Will you be ok?ö Before I could answer, John spoke up and said, ôIÆll see that she getÆs home ok.ö

After they left with Allen, I said to John that since he wasnÆt having such a great time, and since I knew absolutely no one, why didnÆt we just get out of there? John agreed, took my hand, and together we walked outside to his car. I have to admit that the minute he touched my hand and lead me toward the door, my heart raced and I felt a real rush. I began to feel that maybe this was going to be the night I became a woman, after all!

As we got into the car, John asked if I wanted to go straight home or drive around awhile. ôLetÆs drive,ö I said, as I snuggled up to him and placed my hand on his thigh, hoping for a reaction. I didnÆt seem to get one, though. We drove around for quite awhile, talking and laughing and generally just enjoying each otherÆs company. We even stopped at a Mickey DÆs for a quick bite. Then we started driving again.

Pretty soon we were headed toward the ôLaneö (you remember ôLoverÆs Laneö from JimmyÆs posting — where he lost his cherry). We arrived, parked, and John leaned over and kissed me ever so gently on the lips. Then he said, ôMelissa, I donÆt want to lead you into something you donÆt want to do. IÆm not very good company tonight, and I know it. I drove out here because I really have enjoyed just being with you tonight. I donÆt want you to think that I came out here just to try to jump your bones! You are like a breath of fresh air. So whenever you want me to turn this car around and take you home, I will. And if you want to go home now, I would understand.ö

My response was to reach behind his neck and pull his lips back to mine. Then John wrapped his arms around me and kissed me with such force that I nearly passed out. His tongue began to probe my mouth. It was the single most passionate kiss I had yet experienced in my short life. It literally took my breath away. I could feel the wetness begin in my crotch.

But after several minutes of swapping tongue, John abruptly pulled back and said, ôMelissa, I had a few beers back at the party before. And IÆm embarrassed to tell you this, but I really have to go relieve myself. I should have taken care of this when we stopped at McDonaldÆs, but I didnÆt. IÆll be right back,ö he said as he got out of the car and headed for the nearest tree.

I used that time to jump in the back seat. Then I removed my bra from under my blouse and my panties from under my mini skirt and stuffed them in my purse. I also checked to make sure the condoms I had brought hoping Allen and I could use tonight were still in my purse. They were! Just then the car door opened and John stuck his head in and said, ôI thought I had lost you for a minute!ö

ôNo chance!ö I said. When he got in the back with me, I literally threw my arms around him and said, ôNow where were we?ö

Again, John hesitated a moment. He asked me how old I was. ôSixteen,ö I lied. He said he wasnÆt interested in starting a new relationship with a sixteen year old girl, and he sure as hell didnÆt want to take advantage of one, possibly leading to an unwanted pregnancy, since he had absolutely no protection with him. ôMelissa,ö he said. ôYou are a very beautiful and highly desirable female, who under normal circumstances, I would welcome the opportunity to begin a relationship with. But, you see, I am not a ôlove æem and leave æemö kinda guy. I believe in building a relationship of love and trust. I just donÆt want this to be a one night stand.ö

ôJohn,ö I said. ôIÆm going to be honest with you. I am a virgin. And tonight I had hoped to lose my virginity. In fact, I had planned to lose my virginity. Now, I can tell you are hurting inside. You are one of the nicest and most sensitive people I have ever met, and I have loved being with you tonight. But I am not looking for a long term relationship, either. IÆm not even looking for commitment. What IÆm looking for tonight,ö I paused and wondered if I should say what I was thinking. But I always say what I am thinking. So I said it! ôWhat I am looking for tonight is about six inches of hard meat inside my pussy!ö

Wow, I hoped I hadnÆt gone too far. But I went on anyway. You know what they say. Fools rush in where . . . well, you know it. I just hoped he didnÆt think I was being too much of a fool.

ôLook at it this way, John,ö I continued. ôIÆm going to lose my cherry sooner or later anyway, so why not sooner? And why not with a kind and sensitive boy — like you — who can teach me the joys of sex, and incidentally, who I can give a lot of pleasure to as well and maybe even ease some of his — your — pain?ö I then reached into my purse and pulled out the condoms. ôYou donÆt have to worry about an unwanted pregnancy tonight, John. I came prepared. Now letÆs see if we both can cum!ö

With those words I had even surprised myself. But I must have been persuasive. John offered no more resistance. And what a gentle lover he turned into. We took our time. He slowly undressed me, then himself, and began to caress every part of my body. His gentle but well placed touches succeeded in bringing me to several climaxes before he actually entered me. He definitely knew what he was doing! And he did it so very well! When my hymen broke, it didnÆt hurt all that much. Just an instant of pain and then pure pleasure. John took me to the heights of pleasure that April evening four years ago. In fact, we took each other to the heights. It was such a wonderful way to lose my virginity. (And to think, I almost gave it to Allen!) Several hours later, when John took me to my door, a much happier and fulfilled WOMAN, I knew as he kissed me good night that we would never again be together in the way we had been that evening. As he stepped off my porch to head toward his car, he turned to me and said, ôGoodbye you beautiful girl. You have helped me much more than I helped you. Thank you, wonderful person. May you continue to bring so much joy to others. Have a happy life!ö I began to cry as his car drove away, but not tears of sadness. They were tears of joy. And I made a promise to John that I would continue to try to make others happy.

John did go back to college and he finally graduated last June. He now lives and works in Chicago. ThatÆs right, my ôJohn,ö the John who was responsible for MY FIRST TIME, is none other than JimmyÆs and JoeÆs oldest brother. But I bet most of you had already figured that out. But thatÆs the reason, Jimmy, I never told you before. And it is also the reason why we returned to LoverÆs Lane when it was time for you to lose your virginity.

So now you know. And I feel better about telling you. It was John who caused me to want to be your first time, Jimmy. John was so good and so gentle and had made sex so special for me, that I wanted to do the same thing for his kid brother. I wanted to teach you, Jimmy, just how wonderful sex can be! And to be honest, especially after that first time with you, I really didnÆt think weÆd stay together. But Jimmy, youÆre a damn fine pupil. YouÆre quick to learn, and youÆre not afraid to try anything. You say I make you happy? Well, the same to ya, bud. And as long as we make each other happy, I expect weÆll continue to enjoy each other.

And to Joe, I want to say how much you reminded me of John. Like Jimmy, I do hope you and Nancy can be happy. And if that means you want to be together, then be together! You arenÆt blood relatives, you know. And to Nancy, I gotta admire anybody who set Joe up the way you did! It was great!

Which reminds me, Jimmy, Joe may be a straight A student, but youÆre pretty smart yourself. You figured out that that threesome with my brother Brian was a set-up. Ever since Brian had hit puberty, he had kept bugging me with questions about sex. One day he actually walked in on me in the bathtub as I was masturbating. He wanted to know what in the hell I was doing, so I told him. I even let him rub me for awhile. Then I taught him how to rub himself to reach orgasm. But he kept wanting more and more, so I finally agreed to arrange for him to join you and me, Jimmy, in one of our fuck sessions. Of course it had to be in my bedroom. But I was serious about not wanting to fuck Brian — at least then. Brian needed to lose his cherry to someone other than his sister.

Well, thatÆs it. Now you know about MY FIRST TIME, and your know that I have fucked three of the ôJö brothers: John, Jimmy and Joe. As for Jerry, well, thatÆs another story . . .




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