Where it happened: My Bedroom Floor
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
My boyfriend and I had been dating only a couple of months. Two to be exact, and we both thought it was the right time for us to become sexually active. He was 2 years ahead of me in school, but almost 3 if you count the days. My mother never left us alone in the house for fear of what might happen, “He is two years older than you” I can almost hear her say as I write this. Well, one day she left to make a quick run to the grocery store so he and I thought that this would be the perfect opportunity because neither of my brothers were at home either. We ran upstairs, I unzipped his pants, he was already hard, and he unzipped mine. I took my jeans and panties off and was about to remove my shirt, when all of a sudden his just grabbed me, started kissing me, and dropped me to the floor. I layed there thinking about how much it was going to hurt. He started to go in me, but he didn’t get halfway in before he started freaking out on me. He pulled out and said “oh my God, you’re going to be pregnant… what have I done!!!” and he began to pace around my room like a crazy man. I told him to calm down and that everything was going to be fine since he was wearing a condom. But he would have none of that… he made me call the planned parenthood hotline and discuss with them when the most fertile time a woman would be, the chances of me becoming pregnant, and stuff along those lines. What a jerk! I thought that my first time would be sweet, romatic, everything that I dreamed of, but it was none of this! I felt so horrible afterwards too. I don’t even know if I would consider this sex either. So perhaps this should be known as my kind-of-half-first-time since he never really entered me. I got rid of him after a couple of months (and a couple more calls to the Planned Parenthood hotline) and found myself a real man to take care of business and I’ve been much happier since!
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