Where it happened: David's House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
It was absolutely the most overstimulating incredible experience I had ever had, but I would learn about 20 years later how sick it was. And I still remember it like it was yesterday.
I was 13, in 7th grade, and I was over at David’s house spending the night. David was popular at school and most weekends he’d have a friend over. His parents were loaded … the game room alone had a pool table, ping pong, a pinball machine, and a pong video game called “Telstar”, which was cutting edge for 1981.
So we were playing the video game when Kathy came in. Now Kathy was 16, already a high school senior, and immensely attractive. She was the kind of girl that was hard to not stare at: she definitely had the Farrah Fawcett hair going as well as great legs, big tits, and tonight she was already in a one-piece nightie (it was probably close to midnight, and their parents had already gone to bed).
She came in and asked David to help her move some furniture in her bedroom. David, who had never looked away from the TV the Telstar was connected to, said no. Then Kathy said, “Chris will you help me?” And she smiled at me.
It worked. I told David I’d be right back and not to run up his score. I followed Kathy up the stairs (the gameroom was in the basement) into her bedroom. When we got there, she shut the door.
“Chris, do you like me?” she said, bending toward me so that the nightie fell away from the top of her body, exposing more of her breasts to me. “Yeah” is all I could come up with.
“Do you think I’m attractive?” At this point she was only a few inches from me, staring right into my eyes.
“You’re, uh, beautiful.” I really hadn’t figured out what she was doing yet. The only thing I had done before that night was kiss a girl on the lips; I hadn’t even french-kissed yet.
In a few seconds, I was. She kissed me; it kind of took me by surprise but I quickly kissed her back, and our tounges were in each other’s mouth. My 13yo virgin dick shot up like a rocket, and she had only kissed me, and held me tight.
I was afraid she would feel it. She did. “Oooh … that feels big.”, she said. I really didn’t know if I was big or not, but it made me feel great to hear her say it.
She moved her hands down my back to my waist and untucked my shirt, then slowly her hands went under my shirt and up my back. I had never felt anything like this before, and it’s like I went into primal mode.
Now some of what happened next is a bit of a blur, because everything that I had never done was being done to me. I know I got to feel her breasts, first with the nightie, and then without the nightie and the bra; I know she pulled my shirt off, kissed my neck, my chest, and then started licking my nipple. I hadn’t even discovered yet how touching my nipples could feel so awesome. She got my pants off and I was in nothing but socks and tightie-whities, which had never felt so tight before. And she was in nothing but her panties.
I know she moved me over to the bed, pulled down the covers and sheets, and guided me into her bed. We were still kissing passionately and touching all sorts of places I had never touched or been touched by anyone else except myself, which she reached into my whities and started rubbing my balls. It was so awesome to have someone else touch me there.
She took my hand and guided it into her panties and I felt my first vagina. It smelled awful to me but it was really wet and I was loving it. I had been sweating for several minutes now, so intense was what was happening to me. My wet dreams were never as good as this.
I finally came up for air, after several minutes of only moans and not words, feeling I had to tell her, and hoping it wouldn’t kill the moment. “Kathy, I’ve never done anything like this before. Nothing.”
“Well, there’s more to do” came her reply.
Now, up to this moment, I was not even thinking about sex. I was mostly into all the new experiences I was having with Kathy but when I was able to have a thought it was something along the lines of “I can’t believe this is happening to me! I’m finally making out! And it’s with KATHY!!!”
But now, suddenly, I actually started to feel a little fear. I thought she was talking about having sex with me, but I wasn’t sure. And I wasn’t sure I was ready to lose my virginity.
But I got the courage to ask. “Are we going to have sex?”
She laughed. I was confused for a moment, and was almost getting angry, when she kissed me and then said “What do you think we’ve been doing?”
And with that, she opened up the nightstand and pulled out a condom. I had never put one on before. Under the covers she pulled off my whities, and rolled the condom onto me.
She slid off her panties and said, “Come here.” I got on top of her and was trying to go into her but I couldn’t find her vagina with my cock. Then she said, “here”, took her hand, and guided me into her.
Now I knew I was inside her, and it felt incredible, but I did not know what to do next. I didn’t know to thrust in and out; I just thought I would stay there and eventually I would come. After about a minute, she said, “are you scared?” and I said “Yes”. Then she said, “let me get on top.”
I pulled out slowly, not knowing that it wouldn’t hurt her. We both rolled over and she got on top of me, those boobs looking even larger with the help of gravity. She took my cock in her hands and slid herself down on it until I was all the way in her. Then she started bouncing up and down on me.
About five seconds later, I said “I’m cumming!”. I wanted to warn her because at the time I thought people always came at the same time. And I did. OH MY GOD IT WAS SO INTENSE!!!! I was afraid I was going to scream but I didn’t want David to know that I had just lost my virginity with his sister. And I sure didn’t want their parents to know. But I know I moaned pretty loudly.
It seemed like she knew when I was done cumming, because she said, “How was that?” I just looked at her, unable to say anything. She said “this might hurt a bit but don’t worry about it” and she slowly rose off my still-hard dick until I was out of her. I felt like I had left my dick in her; it had been so intense my cock was nearly totally numb.
I don’t remember the rest of the night; I remember telling David that I had gotten tired and I was going to bed. I went to his room and fell asleep (he had bunk beds) and I don’t think I had ever slept better.
I do remember the next morning, waking up without a hard-on for the first time in years.
Well, I started this story by saying there was something sick about my first time. I have to fast forward from 1981 to 2000 to explain why.
It was the Christmas season. Kathy, now 35, and David, now 33, were visiting their parents. The police were called to the house Christmas morning by a neighbor who thought she saw some blood through a window, and no one had come to the door despite four cars in the driveway.
The police believe Kathy shot her father and David strangled, then sliced her up until she bled off. One of the kids had cut their dad’s penis and balls off. They found the lifeless remains of David and Kathy hanging in the attic, and ruled the whole thing a double-murder, double-suicide.
I found out about it a few days later, when a package arrived in the mail. Inside was a copy of a thick journal in Kathy’s handwriting, and a video tape.
When I had finished reading the journal and watching the tape, I just sat down and cried for about an hour. Me, a 32yo man, bawling my eyes out. I was crying because what I had just learned.
Kathy claimed that both her and David were ritually and regularly raped by both their parents until they left for college. I had no idea. Since they couldn’t take revenge on their parents Kathy decided she was going to take the innocence of as many boys as possible, and David agreed to help her. Turns out, according to Kathy, David liked to watch his friends get naked and having sex with his sister, through a peephole in Kathy’s bedroom.
The whole night I remembered as the most excellent and intense night of my life had been a setup.
The journal ended with a list of boys that Kathy claimed to have seduced, all with the rouse of them going over to spend the night with David. There were over a hundred names on it. I recognized dozens of them as friends. And I recognized mine.
No one that I knew had figured out that Kathy was doing juts about all the boys in the school; apparently no one wanted to talk about it and risk losing David’s friendship.
The video tape was of a grown, overweight David, crying, apologizing to all of us for setting us up but promising to make amends by the time we got the package.
I wondered why David kept saying “us” and “we” on the tape. Turns out every guy on that list of then-boys got a copy of the journal and the video tape. And that’s how we all found out that David’s and Kathy’s childhood was a living hell.
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