Where it happened: my house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My parents moved around alot. We finally found a house in the Western part of the US. I was 12 at the time. The new girl in school. I have an older sister, 1 year older then I am. She was the shy one and I was the out going one. I met a boy who lived down the street from us. We became friends overnight. From the 7th grade until the 9th grade we were the off and on couple. I made friends easy. I was the party girl at the time. During one of the times we had broken up I had the chance to make out with many boys. I never went too far with them. I let most of them feel my boobs as we made out. I guess you could say I was a tease.
It was the summer between the 9th grade and 10th grade. Our parents had their own business and were gone alot. My sister and I did everything around the house, we cleaned and did the cooking. Always having dinner for our parents when they got home, which was usually around 10 or 11 at night.
Like I said before, the boy who live down the street, he and I had one of our blow outs and were not seeing each other. One afternoon I was at his house talking to his sister and she told me he wanted us to get back together again. I thought about it and shortly after that we were a couple again. Since my parents were gone, he would come over to my house and we would make out. I am blond, with blue eyes and I weight, at the time 95 pounds. He is blond, with blue eyes also. He at the time was 16.
We had talked about having sex with each other, but I was scared, being a virgin. After some thought I decided to try. Over a 5 day period we tried 4 times to have sex. I guess I was so nervous and too tight he couldn’t put his penis in me. It was early May when we finally was able to have sex. We were able to get ahold of some beer. We drank until we were quite drunk. We started to make out and got undressed. I had seen his penis before so I use to seeing him naked, as he was use to seeing me naked also. We had the house to ourselves. We weer laying on my bed touching each other all over. He made me get on my back and got between my legs. I could feel his hard penis on top of my pussy. He was going back and forth on top of me. I felt him move his penis down the slit of my pussy and he found my hole again. He pushed his penis in me. Since this was our first time he pushed hard until he broke my cherry. Sex was never talked about in our house and the subject of protection never came up. The pain I had was too much for me. I asked him to take his penis out of me. He told me ‘no’. He started to pump me and in no time he came in me. After he came, he pulled out of me and his cum came leaking out of me. He got up and got dressed, telling me he had to go home. After he left I went to the bathroom and noticed I was bleeding and his cum was dripping out of me. I got cleaned up and went to my bed and noticed the sheets had blood on them. I changed the sheets and washed the soiled ones.
When I woke up the next the morning I was sore. My pussy lips hurt and my legs were sore. I went to the bathroom and on my panties there was more blood on them. I got scared and started to cry. He and I avoided each other for 3 days. He called me and ask if he could come over and visit. As soon as he was there we were back in my bed. It still hurt when he entered me. He lasted a litte longer this time and I started to enjoy his penis going in and out of me. I had my first orgasm and it felt good. When I came so did he. This time I felt his cum enter me. It was hot as I felt him cum. He kept his penis in me for awhile and then he got off me. We lay next to each other for awhile being quite. Finally I told him he felt good being inside of me. We lay there for kissin each other when the phone rang and it was my mom. She told me they were coming home and be ready for the dinner we had planned that night. He got dressed and I walked him to the door. I got cleaned up and there was still more blood coming from my pussy. Even though I liked the sex we had I had to stop. I wanted to try another boy I had my eyes on. We broke up 2 days later.
It was late June and I missed my period. I was pregnant with his child. I went over to his house and told him I was pregnant. He offered to marry me, but I was 15 and didn’t want to be married. I went to the school prom pregnant. I did go to bed with the other guy I wanted. He asked me if I want to use protection, but I told him I was already pregnant so there was no use to using anything. The new guy did me and it was the only time I had sex with him. He penis was a little larger then the first one I had. It still hurt but this time I didn’t bleed. I had given birth to a baby boy 2 weeks before I turned 16. I gave the baby up for adoption.
I wanted to have sex all the time and I did. My mom put me on birth control and by the time I got married, at 17, I had sex with 7 different guys.
My first time was not that great. I didn’t enjoy it and it might have been the first night that I got pregnant. I never saw the boy who took my cherry and gave me his baby again. His parents were too embaressed by his actions that they moved. I’ll never forget him as being my first. He was the one who started me on my great sex life.
I often wonder how my first child is doing. If I could do it all over again I would have used some kind of protection.
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