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Brian and Sharon

Age when it happend: 15
Where it happened: anonymous house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight

The first time I had sex was definatly the most awkward. I was a popular teenager in a small high school town. I was over six months into a relationship with a girl who made me feel like I could take on the world. I was in love. It was prom night, I was a sophomore, and she was a junior. We had agreed earlier in the evening that we would make love that night. Things between us physically had neared that point on many occasions, but we both wanted it to be a more memorable time. Looking back now, I would have waited longer. And definatly chosen a better place. After the prom was over we bounced around from prom party to prom party. We ended up getting seperated and I finally found her again after walking about a mile and a half. She ended up being at one of her friends houses. We both would end up spending the night there. It started out like a typical make-out session with your girlfriend. The only difference was we both were shaking badly. When the time passed, and the moment approached, I took out the appropriate protection. I remember the way it felt as our bodys touched for that first time. The way she felt wrapped around my body. I went as slow as I could, we both knew sex hurt the female for the first time. I wanted so much for her to feel as warm and happy as me, but when I looke at her, all I saw was pain. I asked almost twenty times if she wanted me to stop, but she insisted I went on. Finally she began to feel comfortable. The only problem was that I kept falling out of her. I didn’t know how to keep the angle right, plus I’m no the largest guy in the world. So I asked her to be on top. We switched, and she went right back to the miserable pain mode. I’ve always had this thing where I can’t be happy unless the person I’m with is happy. So I couldn’t finish until she was content with me inside of her. So once again she became more used to it, and relaxed. For the next ten minutes I felt like I was in another world. It wasn’t just me in that room that night. It was me and the woman I loved connecting on a level that I still can’t explain. I loved her very much at the time, and for the next three and a half years I loved her even more. Finally I left for college and she stayed at home. She grew away from me, and I miss her dearly. I still love her, and I hope one day I can love someone else the same way. If I see you again Sharon, I’ll be sure to hug you. If for some reason you read this, e-mail me at Making love is a special bond that should be shared between to people to further their relationship. The physical pleasure is only a small part of the actual happiness it can give you. Look for the connections of love before you try to connect genitalia.

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