Where it happened: my bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Well, my whole life, people have hated the way I dress, or the way I act, or the way I look, because the town that I live in is rather close-minded. I had never had a boyfriend, or steady girlfriend, (I’m bisexual) and my only outlet for my sexuality was throuth mastobation and replaying events of my pat girlfriends in my head. I was the kind of person who just sat there in my long black scirt and Doc Martins (boots) and wrote poetry. I hated my life, and everyone on the planet because they hated me. Or so I thought. Then I decided to go to this different school in my same town. Technical school. That’s where I met him. I was in auto shop class, and was asigned to help work on a Jeep with him. I don’t know what made me do it, seeing as I was always a very shy person, but I started comeing on to him, like no tommorow. And wow, it worked because we were holding hands and he asked for my number. When he called I was realy hinting at him asking me out, but he didn’t, and explained that it was because he needed to get up some courage first. So, I was like OK, and we kept calling eachother and deccided to get together. He brought me to this beautifull cliff overlooking the sea or a bay or something, along with his step-mom who had to be there, because he only had his learner’s permit, not licence yet. All of this was after RUG SHOPPING? Then we went back to his place, and he lives in the basement. It’s pretty dark down there (his basement!), and he had some music going. We started kissing and hugging, and he tried to take off my shirt, and I said no, because I would be breaking a promice to myself if I had said yes. So, he told me he had alredy broken a promice and I asked him what it was, and kissed him. He told me he had just broken it again. I figured out he had made a promice to himself not to touch me at all. It , however, ended up with me breaking a promice to myself, as he had to himself, by my giving him head (a first for me), and him touching my brests (another first time), and him fingering me (yes, a first time too). But we didn’t go all the way that time. In fact he had asked me out while I was giving him head! It didn’t matter though, because I was in love and so was he, and we had told eachother as much. My first time with him was when we were in my bedroom, my parents were gone, and we were both realy horny, and I told him I was a virgin. He was not surprized. Because I was tight. After talking alot about it, I decided that I was going to lose my virginity, so he went realy slow with me, and helped me put his penis in me. I slowly climbed on, and put his head (yes that one) at the opening of my vagina, and then slowly slid sown on it. It took a few trys, but we hinaly got him in me and it kind of hurt, but it was a good pain, because I loved him. He taught me how to move to a cirtin extent, and helped me discover the rest. I didn’t orgasm my first time, and he pulled out before he cummed, but it wasn’t a bad experience, because we loved eachother. I couldn’t walk for days after, though. I kind of freaked out after, and he was there to comfort me. We had sex a few more times. And then we broke up because his best friend acused me of cheating on him, and I got pissed and dumped him. I talked to his sis, but he wouldn’t talk to me untill a while later, when he said he needed time to think. I tryed to give him time, but when I heard everyone calling me his ex, I stupidly beleved that he didn’t have the guts to dump me, so I moved on, and am now with someone who I don’t love, who is a virgin, and he will have to stay that way untill I do decide I love him (if I ever do), because I beleve that the person who you lose your virginity to is the one who owns a special peice of your heart for all eternity. I know that’s rite, because my ex called me up to tell me he still loved me and I told him that I love him too. It was just too painfull to talk to him ever again. I’m not shure if I’ll ever love someone truely again. One thing is for shure I’ll never be so stupid again as to beleve what other people say. My advice folks is that the secret to a happy relationship is COMMUNICATION. ;)=
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