Where it happened: Dorm room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
Wishes. I wish I had been in love. I wish she had been someone else. I wish I had waited.
I canÆt say that I believe all the stories IÆve read here. Some of them sound as if they were written by a single person spewing out his fantasies, but I can tell you that this one is true.
I was 19 and in college. I had only had one real girlfriend up to then and she moved to another school after our freshman year and so by the beginning of my sophomore year I was still a virgin although I donÆt think I was really bothered by that. It was no big deal although I an sure I would like to have slept with a woman or two. I just had not met the right person. Now that I am a lot older I realize that I could have slept with my freshman girlfriend if I had only known how to make the first move. Oh well.
About the first or second month of the fall semester I met L. She was an odd looking woman and few years older than me. From the waist up she was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Long brown hair, powerful gray eyes, beautiful mouth. But her hips belonged to a woman three times her size. As I talked to her I found we had a lot in common and after a few days we went on our first date. Eventually we kissed and did some heavy petting but never getting undressed
Shortly before Christmas she stayed overnight with me in the group house I lived in and for the first time we were naked. I can still remember the smell of her perfume and her hot skin against mine but I was not ready yet. At the moment I was about to enter her I asked if we could wait a while. She finished me off by hand and it felt really good. It was the first time someone else had done what I had been doing for years by myself.
Then a couple of weeks later I moved back on campus and into a private room in a dorm near hers. At the end of the semester after school was officially over and the dorm was just about empty. I was the only person on my entire floor. She invited herself over to stay the night. We kissed, touched and piece by piece removed our clothes. I was really excited and I liked the feeling of being alone in the dorm and having a woman stay the night. As I was kissing her and playing with her nipples she asked if I would ôgo downö. I had read about it and was more than willing to try but I quickly found out that reading and doing are quite different. But I did my best. Years later I learned that the smell and taste of a woman you are passionate about are wonderful and intoxicating. That night I was just doing what I thought I was supposed to and trying to give her as much pleasure as she had given me the times she had sucked me. After a while she said she wanted me inside and so I moved up the bed and slid between her legs. Her hand slipped between us to guide me in and in a moment I was no longer a virgin. Big deal. It felt good. I liked the feeling of slipping in and out of her. I liked the feeling of being on top of her and feeling her breasts against my chest and her quickening breath in my ear.
But just as memorable was the moment I turned my head to look out the window and realized I could see the drive-in movie screen from my window and that ôSlaughterhouse Fiveö was playing that night. As I pumped away trying to match her rhythm she whispered in my ear ôGod meant for us to be like thisö. I almost choked. I wanted to run away. If it had not been my room I might have gotten dressed and gone home without even coming. What in the world was I doing there? I wanted to do this with someone I loved. Someone who made my very soul vibrate. Someone with whom I wanted to spend every waking moment. Someone with whom this was an act of love, not just a sweaty spilling of my seed.
The following semester I ended it. I knew that I could have gone on having sex with her but after that first time in the dorm room I developed the deepest fear, a dread, that she might have gotten pregnant and that I would have to marry her. I would wake in the middle of the night sweating with the fear of her having my child and being trapped forever. But a month went by and I got lucky. No kid.
A couple more years and another lover or two and I met someone. The right someone and I learned what is was supposed to be like. It was everything I had ever dreamed it could be and more. And even though it only lasted a few years and I was devastated when it was over it was still everything I wished I had waited for.
After that there were a few more missteps before I found another mate with whom I can share my life. Still as I look back and know in my heart that all that I have done and learned has gone into making the man that I am today, I really wish I had gone on being a virgin a while longer.
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