Sam

We had been dating for two months, but we had known each other since our freshman year of high school. We started dating almost the second we both got to college (in the same city) and we fell in love pretty quickly. We would have slept together sooner, however, I was neurotic about birth control. I realized that I was so neurotic because I wasn’t entirely ready until the moment it happened. I didn’t even think about it, it was the perfect time. My roommates were out and we were alone. He slowly started to undress me as I did the same for him. He kissed my neck and slowly worked his way lower, always returning back to my lips. He went down on me and I came rather quickly. Then I started to focus on him, teasing him into arousal. It was time. We put the condom on and fumbled through a variety of positions until we found what gave us the best angle. He slowly started to push inside me. It hurt. I told him to take it slowly, but to keep going. He moved in farther and farther, and the pain started to dissipate. He kissed me and told me that he loved me as he began thrusting gently. Although there was still a bit of pain, it started to feel really good. I loved the feeling of him moving inside of me, it felt right. It was the natural progression of the relationship. I started to get tired and a little sore, so he let go, and came inside me as he collapsed on top of me. It wasn’t perfect or beautiful or mind-blowing, but it was right and caring. It was my first time.

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