Where it happened: His apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
I was dating my first boyfriend, Pete. He was a graduate
student I had met while taking summer school; I was an
undergraduate. We had been dating a couple months in the
Fall and gradually worked our way through the making out
phase. Eventually there came a time where we consistently
reached the limit of having our tops off. I couldn’t touch
him down there very much because he would always come in
his shorts. Being the take charge gal, I decided it was time
to lose my virginity. He had only been with one other girl
a year before. One night we took all our clothes off (I
remember deliberating over my choice of underwear that night,
I think it was Jockey for Her ribbed). He had a condom and
rolled it on. He was having a hard time getting inside me
so he rolled me on top of him. I remember wondering if that
was the right way to do it. Anyway, he penetrated me and then
he came right way. I felt a slight popping sound but there wasn’t
any blood or anything. Didn’t hurt much. He tried touching
me afterwards and I faked an orgasm. Then he got up to use
the bathroom, came back, turned the lights off, and we went
to sleep.
I had my first orgasm three months later by myself while reading
some erotic books. I never showed him. We continued to have sex
sporadically over the next 6 months. He consistently prematurely
ejaculated. It was only when I met my second boyfriend that
I learned about oral sex and that there was much more to the
act than a single thrust.
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