Where it happened: my room
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I had been ‘crushing’ on this boy for the longest time. We first met in middle school. My sister and his sister were very good friends so I was acquainted with the family. I was walking home from school and his mother stopped to pick me up. She introduced me to him, Trent, and told me that “if I ever needed any help with school, just ask Trent here.” I shrugged it off. I thought to myself, “I can help myself, why do I need some boy to help me. I bet he thinks he’s so great. Well he’s not.” Well, after couple years, he and I started to mature, both physically and mentally. My freshmen year of high school, I was practically obsessed with him. This continued until sophomore year. He just randomly came to my house and told me how he liked me and asked me to homecoming. I was pretty startled by this. I went with it, and me (being my awkward teenage self) didn’t know what to do with the relationship. He advanced so quickly with me. He wanted me over all the time, and when I was over, he would try constantly to kiss me (in front of his family sometimes). I just retreated into my tiny ‘shell’ nd never talked to him again. I was terrified of myself more than him. I was afraid I’d do something completely idiotic because of my lack of experience. He was my first real boyfriend. Well I broke it off and went out with other guys, but I still always liked Trent. Trent was a senior and I was a Junior and I decided if anything was ever going to seriously happen between us, I’d better do it now before he went off to college. I found out he was going to a ‘friend of a friend’s’ party, so I decided to go with Zsusie, a friend of mine, to the event. I got little tipsy to gain courage, walked up to Trent and told him exactly what I wanted. He laughed with confusion, stared at me with a very intense stare, then asked me if I was serious. “Of course, I’ve always been serious about being with you.” This startled him, understandably. He looked at me for the longest time, without a word being spoken. Then he grabbed me and we drove off from the party. I told him to go to my house, no one’s home. He did. We clumsily made our way to my room, which was dark and comfortable. I sat down with him on the bed, and we talked bout our feelings for one another for a while. When we ran out of things to say, we started kissing. I remember our fist kiss was so awkward, nothing like the kisses we shared now on the bed. I could here myself panting in anticipation. Thank god I was drunk or I would have died from being this close to him. He began rubbing my stomach, and slowly made his way to my breasts. I loved the way he was on top of me, and the faint groans he made as we kissed. It was just all so wonderful. When we were completely undressed (try not to laugh) we turned on some music, I think it was NIN closer XD. We both were NIN freaks lol. His cock was rock hard and I had to guide him in. It kind of hurt when he entered. But after a while, it began to feel good. He was pumping in and out of me to the bet of the music. I felt his muscles pulsate, and watched him as he moaned with pleasure. We both came at the same time. We broke up few months later, but I will never forget him, he was my first kiss, and first love.
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