Where it happened: Motel Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
My boyfriend and I have been going out for over a year and a half now. Last month, we finally decided to have sex. He went out to a local motel and reserved a room. Then he called me, and I drove over and met him there. Of course, we started out kissing on the bed, and then we were totally naked (though I don’t remember how we got that way – too much booze). Then the awkward chaos began. First, we couldn’t get the condom on. Finally, with the fifth one, we were successful. At this point, with all of the attention down there, he was rock hard. Then he lay me on the bed with his dick poised right outside of my pussy. He told me to count to three. I did so, and on the count of three he thrust himself in. I don’t think I’ve ever been in so much pain. I almost screamed! So we stopped for about five minutes before trying again. This time was easier and soon we had a wonderfully steady rhythm going. It was heaven. It went on for about 15 minutes. Then we stopped and lay there for an hour before having sex again. At the end of our wonderful night, we realized we had a small problem – the blood all over the bed, which had soaked through the mattress. I’d have to say the most embarrasing moment of my life was standing there at the check out, waiting while my boyfriend tried to ecplain away the reason that the room service would find blood there. I was mortified. Then he drove me home. I fabricated a story about some little brats singing along to the “Titanic” theme at the movies, and my mother was thoroughly convinced. Even though there were a ton of screw-ups (litterally!), I have to say, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that night. Peace out!
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