Where it happened: Aunts House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
You might say I am what is called a late-bloomer. Throughout highschool and on into my early twenties I was more interested in writing and filmmaking than women. Not to mention, whichever female I was attracted to up to this point in my life, I became so nervous around them that I usually blundered and, figuratively speaking, fell flat on my face, never to acheive that prosperous male goal of having sex. Until I met Kathy.
I was 25 and she was 17. I was hired at a theatre as an assistant manager and she was a concessions girl. And the FIRST time I ever layed eyes on her I knew: She was THE one.Kathy is 5’4″ tall, dark brunette hair down past her shoulders, beautiful dark brown eyes and a small frame and a great body (In my opinion): 34B,27,36-115lbs. My heart leaped out of my chest and I felt as if I were floating. Probably the most amazing thing was that I wasn’t my usual nervous, jittery self. I was completley calm and in control. Thats how I knew she would be my first love and otherwise.
We started dating several months after our first meeting and discovered that we were both virgins and that we both were looking for someone special to share that first time with. Luckily, we found it in one another.
At the time, I was living with my Aunt and my bedroom was not much bigger than a walk-in closet: A single sized bed, a dresser and stereo. About two months after we started dating we had gone out to a very romantic dinner where I suprized Kathy with a rose already on the table when the hostess seated us (I had gone to the resteraunt earlier and prearranged this), after which we went back to my Aunts house (my Aunt was asleep in the recliner in front of the tv in the living room) and went into my bedroom.
I turned the light out, lit several candles and put a “Journey” cd on the stereo. Kathy and I began to kiss and touch each other and slowly remove each others clothes. To this point, two months into the relationship, I had seen her nude but she had only seen me down to my underwear. Afer about a half-hour of just kissing and touching I stood and finished undressing myself. I had the largest erection I can remember having at the time and Kathy even told me later that the size scared her when she saw me this first time (I’m not terribly huge or anything, but 7+ inches).
After disrobing, I climbed back into bed with her and kissed her again and then slowly working my kisses downward, past her breasts, tummy and to “heaven” (as I called it). I love the fragerance of a womans scent and Kathy not only had a great scent, but taste as well. Her entire body seemed to writhe from the pleasure and she was “wet”. I then kissed my way back up her body and stopped for a moment as I looked into those beautiful brown eyes.
“I’d like to make love to you” I said “You wanna try?”
She smiled nervously and said “yes”
Up to this point the entire evening had been a romantic dream and even though I was a virgin I had been around long enough, read enough, seen enough movies and seeked advice from friends (such as Mike, my best friend, who is my mentor when it comes to woman-but thats another story)to know the basics of what to do.
Penetration was EXTREMELY difficult and painful (even for me), but I eventually made it there and we proceeded to make love. Unfortuneately, it was SO tight and painful that it was affecting my erection and thus, affecting the fun of it for both of us. We both agreed to stop and we simply lay their holding each other without either of us reaching orgasm. But, it didn’t matter, because we were in love and we just loved being together.
Over the course of the next few weeks though, we finally found our groove and it became so much easier and, thus, so much better. Exspecially after she had her very first orgasm, she wanted sex daily. It was teriffic from then on.
Kathy and I have gone our seperate ways now due to problems we both created in our relationship and she is now married with a child, but we are still friends and we still talk on the phone (she lives in another state) at least once a week and we both wish that we could go back to that moment in our relationship and relive it because it was something very special. It may not have been perfect, but theres nothing better than two people sharing that first time with someone your in love with. And thats how we remember it: As a very special and sacred moment.
Processing your request, Please wait....
