Where it happened: resort cabin
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
Somebody wrote in asking some woman to give Darlene some advice. I don’t think Darlene is ready for advice if you ask me. I sounds to me like this was Craig’s first time and he was a lot older than Darlene. What doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out is Craig is a loser who doesn’t deserve a girl friend.
How a guy treats his girl in general will be some indication how he will treat her in bed. I also think too many girls lie down and roll over just to keep a relationship and that is a mistake. You shouldn’t have sex with him if he won’t be your boy friend without sex. I include fucking, messing around, and even kissing in this. If he won’t be your boy friend without kisses then you shouldn’t be kissing him. You shouldn’t go all the way unless you’re in a relationship that’s leading to marriage. That means senior year of high school if you’re getting married that summer and not until college if you’re going to college. Sixteen year old boys and girls might know how to do sex but they don’t know how to do love. If you don’t know how to do love, your partner is going to get hurt. As for thirteen year old girls, they are being injured no matter who fucks them, period and end of discussion. Well that’s my advice for whatever it is worth.
As for me, my boy friend put the screws to me to screw him for my 15th birthday. I said someday but not now. Frankly, I was scared of the pain and getting found out. The day after my birthday he said it was put up time and I told it him it wasn’t going to happen which is when he stopped calling me. What do you know, he showed his face thirty four days later when he found out I went on a date with someone else. He also had a bad surprise when he found out that I wouldn’t pet his cock and I wouldn’t let him pet my pussy. I told him I was dating other boys and I was no slut. That which went down before is only for steady boy friends. Talk about one sad puppy. He continued to date me and but he never got back his previous privileges. I would have liked the petting but it felt so good being in control. What is better than sex is taking charge of your life and calling the shots the way you want things to go.
I didn’t do any of the inside the pants stuff again until I at senior prom and 18 years old. You really do get better treatment if you don’t come across. If the guy won’t hang around, then you know that he cared for your pussy a lot more than you.
No, I am not a virgin. I went away for spring week to a housekeeping cabin for a week of fucking and fishing in my sophomore year. I dated casually in my freshman year with Sugar Bear being just one of several I went out with. Sugar Bear is his actual pet name when we’re alone. S-B began to monopolize my time by the end of freshman year. We went off to summer jobs in different cities and he wrote me two or three times a week in hand writing. That’s what showed me he cared. The first time we got into each other’s pants was when he took me home to meet his folks at Thanksgiving. S-B also wrote a very nice letter to my parents introducing himself and came home with me for Christmas.
After second semester began, while he was walking me to my dorm S-B asked how I would feel about intercourse. I asked him how he felt and he showed that he had been giving it thought and not just wishing thought but caring thought. He thought we should decide what this relationship was all about and he said as far as he was concerned having sex with a girl means you are considering her as a future wife though it is too early to make a commitment yet. His only promise is that this is no longer a casual relationship with him. We had to decide about birth control. We had to decide when and where. He was willing to wait until there was opportunity for complete privacy and plenty of time. He suggested going away for spring week which was two months away. We should have some other activity planned which gave us the chance to talk privately and his best private talks was fishing with his dad so how did I feel about trying fishing. He said we had to talk between now and when we left about our pasts and how we felt about sex. This was too much for me to adsorb so S-B said that was fine. We had two and a half years before we graduated and he would hope I would tell him if I didn’t consider him a applicant husband. He wanted a definite understanding by the beginning of senior year. I got into my room and my head was spinning. This was a guy I wouldn’t be ashamed admitting I slept with. I invited my mom to come up the next weekend to ask her what she thought. My roommates were all for it but I wanted a contrary opinion. My mom said she wouldn’t have done it but she would accept whatever decision I made. She couldn’t say this was flat out wrong. She thought S-B was a worthwhile young gentleman and she would understand if I did go away with him. My mind was already made up but I felt very good my mom couldn’t say no with any sort of strong feeling.
I should mention I popped my own cherry when I was fifteen with a candle. I got larger candles and even molded them into the shape of a penis. There just isn’t anybody who will be more gentle than yourself. Put me down as a control freak if you like but I did what is right for me. Girls get horny just as guys do so why shouldn’t they have sex with the person they love the most which is themselves just like guys do?
The first time for S-B and me was the morning after we arrived at the cabin. We drove all day and we were tired and I gave him relaxation with my hands the night before. We were in agreement that our first time should be when we were rested. There was no blood, no discomfort, no embarrassing bloopers. S-B was giving and sweet for well over a year and he is just like that in bed. By the way, fish that we caught and cooked within the hour is the second most delicious thing I ever enjoyed.
Driving back to school, we realized that if we broke up it would be particularly painful now that we had this week together. Therefore, we are careful to put our relationship first. We thought long and hard about living together. Our decision was to live apart until the beginning of our senior year when we would be formally engaged.
We are now living together in an off-campus apartment. The last semester was paradise and our final semester is more of the same. We fuck every night even when I have my period. (The pill is for preventing babies and the cervical cap stops the flow long enough to avoid the mess.) There is nothing more restful than post-coital slumber.
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