Where it happened: my house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
I started high school (grade 9) when I was 14. I started dating this guy who was a senior (18) – I’ll call him Pete. We dated for about 5 weeks. My Mom said he was too old for me, so often we dated secretively. After about the fourth week, by which time we were making out pretty intensely, he began to talk about having sex. I told him that I was a virgin, and wasn’t ready. One night the next week we were in his car and things were really intense. He was kissing me passionately, and had his hands up under my blouse feeling my breasts, which made me feel pretty excited. He had unfastened my jeans, and soon his other hand was inside my panties. He could tell I was pretty hot, and suggested we move to the back seat of the car and have sex. I said although I felt like I was ready, I wanted to be sure and not do it without being really sure. He was mad at first, but then I told him that we could set a date for a weeks time, and if we both still wanted to make love then, I would have sex with him then.
We agreed that we’d do it on the following Wednesday afternoon. We’d skip afternoon classes, and my Mom (who is a single mother) works late on Wednesday so we’d have the house to ourselves until nearly 9. He agreed to buy some condoms before then.
I was pretty nervous waiting for that week, but Wednesday eventually came. We’d set it up that I would come home alone first, and unlock the garage door, and then he would sneak in that way so the neighbours wouldn’t see him. I had bought a sleek pink negligee and matching panties. I left notes for him directing him to my bedroom. I kept looking at my watch, trembling there in my bed. But then I heard the door open and then heard his footsteps on the stairs. He smiled when he opened the door to my room. He had brought a bottle of champagne, and we had a cup of that first. He brought me a single red rose.
He was pretty eager though, and soon he was in my bed beside me and we were kissing. Before long he had taken off my negligee and then really sensually he slid my panties from my hips. “You are so beautiful” he whispered as he looked at me. That made me feel good, as I had been afraid that he would think my breasts were too immature.
When he slid his briefs off I tried not to stare, but I was surprised at how big he was. I didn’t know that guys got that large. I wanted him to put the condom on right away, but he wanted to have some foreplay first. He was on top of me and I could feel his unsheathed penis as he pressed over my tummy, and down between my legs. That made me pretty nervous. I asked him again to put on the condom, but he said that he would real soon, but he wanted to feel me just once naturally. He said that it would be more special if we both knew that I was taking at least a little chance of getting pregnant. I told him I was so scared. But eventually I agreed. He promised that after he took my virginity he would put on a condom before having intercourse with me.
He guided my legs apart and knelt in front of me. I could see that there was a drop of early semen on the tip of his penis, and I trembled. But I let him press his penis in me. We looked into each other’s eyes while he did that. It hurt a lot, but I loved him and wanted to express my love. After he had taken my viriginity, he did pull out and put on the condom like he had promised.
Then he entered me again. This was a lot better for me, because I wasn’t so nervous. It began to feel really good to have him inside me. I had never even dreamed it would feel so great. It was pretty intense. After a little while though he came, and then a bit later he slid out of me. I couldn’t wait until next time, but we only did it once that first afternoon.
The next time I saw him at school he said that he didn’t think we were right for each other after all. I cried and begged him not to break up with me. I said that I would do anything to show him how much I cared for him. He said he wasn’t sure, but agreed to date me that Friday.
I knew that I had to make him love me on that date. I dressed up in the most sexy clothes I have, and once we were in his car I sat really close to him and let my hand rest on the front of his jeans. I could feel he was pretty aroused. I suggested we go to a motel, which we did. Once inside I kissed him really intensely. I said “Last time was special because it was my first. Tonight will be special because I want you to make me pregnant.” That made him pretty excited, and pretty nervous.
Before long we had undressed and were on the bed. It was scary but also pretty exciting to feel his penis press into me with nothing separating us. We fucked pretty wildly that night. I stayed with him the whole night, and by morning he had made love to me five times. I was pretty sure I’d get pregnant, because I was at the most dangerous time of the month.
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