Where it happened: Ramada
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
All right, all right, so it wasn’t my FIRST time. When I was sixteen I was raped by a man with a four inch dick, he didn’t even break my hymen, so I don’t think he counts. I wouldn’t talk about him anyway, he deserves to have all 4 of his inches cut off for what he did to me. But about a month ago, my highschool boyfriend came to visit me at college. I’ve missed him so much, and my school started way before his, so he came the first football weekend.
I went to pick him up at the train station (how romantic altogether) at like 6 in the morning, and he hardly recognized me. It had only been 3 weeks, but I had lost a little weight (already have gained in back plus some) and was exahusted-looked. He was so cute. Anyway, we went back to my dorm and I got undressed and we actually went to sleep. Like sleep sleep, with a little touchy feely here and there. We had done everything else up till this weekend, so it was just like playing catch up.
The last night he was here we decided to stay at the Ramada, so we could be alone for a night and my roommate wouldn’t go crazy. I think we both knew what was going to happen, and I had brought condoms, just in case. He was a virgin, completely. Like, before he started dating me, he had never even fingered a girl. Well, we sat around kind of awkwardly for a while, and he leaned over and started kissing me. I was almost shaking and he hadn’t even done anything yet. He was already hard, rubbing it a little against me, and he started to unbutton my shorts. We were getting frantic at this point, with his penis rubbing against my belly and him kissing my neck, shoulders, breasts, anything he could get his hands on.
We were only half undressed, and he curled me beside him, rubbing my back, and asked if I was sure. He knew about what had happened to me when I was 16, and knew I was scared. But I love him, and I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. He was always very careful not to hold me down when he kissed me, or make me feel trapped in some way. I said yes, I was sure, I loved him, and so we got out the condoms. Of course, he was a little embarrassed, because he had never seen one before, let alone, put one on, so I did it for him. It barely fit him. I never really realized that he was so large. He said the damn thing cut off his circulation, but I wasn’t on the Pill yet, so we had no choice.
I layed back, shaking, and he got on top of me. At first he couldn’t get the angle right, so finally I guided him inside me. It hurt for a few moments, and I cried out a little and tears came to my eyes, but he whispered in my ear and didn’t move until I lifted my hips to take him deeper. My cries got louder, and I felt so close. He moved slowly at first…I had gone down on him a little before and I knew he was close. I started to orgasm immediately, helping him a little with my own hands, and when I finally buckled, he started to come at the same time.
I was wonderful, all trembly and wet and sweet.
I think I’ll love him forever.
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