Where it happened: his house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
It was the most anxiously-awaited day in the history of the modern world… the day that would determine the furture of life on this planet as we know it… January 1, 2000. By some freak miracle, our parents agreed to let me spend the night at my boyfriend’s house for New Years. Perhaps they realized how important it was for me to be with him on New Years, if for nothing else than the sake of tradition. When I got there, we ate hot wings for dinner, then cuddled on the couch watching movies. I distinctly remember that we watched “There’s Something About Mary”… it was the first time — and only time up until now — that I had seen it. We stayed in the living room long enough to watch the ball drop. I thought it was lame, but then I usually do find things like that completely overpublicized and moronic. His dad went back to his bedroom to make a phone call, so we were left in the living room by ourselves. We had a few bottles of sparkling cider (another first for me). He poured some into his mouth then kissed me with it. Then it got a little more inventive. He trickled a few drops onto my breasts and sucked the cider off. He then offered me the bottle, so that I could use my creativity and act upon it. After making sure that his dad would not walk in on us, I took out his penis, poured some cider oonto it, and began to slowly lick and suck it off of him. He told me that later he’d like to try and drink it out of me. We decided that he would come into my room and visit me after his dad went to sleep. His dad told us to go to bed at around 1:00 AM. I went into the guest bedroom, which is directly across from my boyfriend’s bedroom, and he went into his room. I fell asleep, since he had mentioned that his dad probably wouldn’t go to sleep until early in the morning, and he assured me he’d wake me up. He can’t get to sleep very easily, so it wasn’t a big deal for him to stay awake. At about 3:00 AM, I was awakened with a kiss, and opened my eyes to dimly make out my boyfriend leaning over me, gazing dreamily at my face. He had put two extra cider bottles in the room before we went to bed, one empty and one about halfway full. After I repositioned myself so that I was laying on my back across the bed with my feet hanging over the side, he grabbed the empty bottle and worked it into my vagina to make sure it would fit, then he found the other bottle and out it in there. He tilted it up a little so that some of the cider would flow into me, but we just made a big mess really. I guess it was enough to saturate the tissue inside of me though. He set the bottle back onto the nightstand with the empty one and licked the cider off of me. After he had licked it all off of me, we started dryfucking, sort of, except that we didn’t have clothes on, so it was more like he was rubbing his penis against my vulva. He was leaning over me while standing on the floor, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, mostly to get them out of the way. We weren’t expecting it, but suddenly it slipped in, so we figured since it was already in, there was no point in taking it out. We made love for about ten minutes before he ejaculated… right onto my hip! That kind of grossed me out — I don’t know why, I just really didn’t like it. He wiped the semen off of my hip with a blanket, then sat on the bed with me for a few minutes. He had to go back to his room before his dad woke up though. He felt pretty low about having to leave me, since he knew how bad I wanted to fall asleep holding him. He said the sweetest thing I have ever heard anyone say before he went back to his room: “Even though you can’t fall asleep in my arms, remember you’ll always fall asleep in my love.” It made me cry to hear him say that, because I was so happy. I felt so content at that moment, basking in his love, even though it only lasted for a short time. Honestly, it didn’t do anything for me physically the first time. I think it had something to do with the angle and also how much he got in. It’s a good thing it didn’t get a reaction out of though; since then I’ve found out that I scream and moan ear-splittingly. I would have woken up much more than just his dad. We have found out since then that there are many other positions that are much more effective and practical. Anyway, that is my story of when my boyfriend and I lost our virginity to each other.
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