Where it happened: His Mom's Living Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I guess you could say that it all began my Senior year. I had virtually no experience with sex other than being kissed. My mom is from the old
school and since her mother didn’t tell her anything about sex and she waited till her wedding night, I think she just assumed that the same would be
for me. During the first semester of my senior year, I met a guy through my best friend–actually, it was her boyfriend, but from the beginning there
some attraction between us, and after a kind of messy ordeal that we all worked through, he and I began going steady, and she began dating his best friend.
My parents never approved of him because he was a high school drop out, with no job, and he had an earring and tatoos, etc…he didnt really come from
a very good family, so they just didnt like the situation they felt I was getting myself into. One night, we got in a huge fight and I called him to come
get me. His mom picked me up, and after a shouting match in my driveway between his mom and mine, I left, scared and in tears. He and I had never gone “all
the way”. We had performed oral sex on each other till one or the other was begging to “finish the job”, but he knew that I really wanted to wait until
either I was married or I felt it was the right time, so always one or the other of us would come to our senses and say No…let’s wait. On this night, his
mom wouldnt let him sleep in the same room with me, so I cried myself to sleep alone. It was Christmastime and my mom couldnt bare the thought of me missing
Christmas with the family, so finally on her urging she had my dad call me to his office to try and work things out. Soon after, I moved back home, and they
set the ground rules for me seeing this man. At first, I was just as dedicated as always to him, and I really tried to make things work, but as time went on,
it got harder and harder to see things working out in the long run. It was during this time that I met someone special.
I was working in a pizza parlor as a waitress, and we were having some kind of special grand reopening or something and my bosses had rented a helium machine to
blow up balloons. My bosses name was Jim, and he was crazy as all get out, and he and I would take turns filling the balloons with helium, sucking all the air out
of them, and then trying to talk recognizably. It was too fun. Anyway, one night, a guy comes into the resturant. He was average height with blond hair and pretty
blue eyes, and he was looking for Jim. Jim came to the counter and it ended up being an old friend of his. They went to sit down at a table and I did my work but not
without noticing that he was watching me. After he left, Jim told me that he liked me and told Jim that one day he was going to marry me. I told Jim he was crazy, but
then I noticed that a picture I had taken with santa claus that was hanging on the bulletin board by the cash register was missing. This guy had taken it!
Several weeks went by without me seeing him, and I didnt dare ask Jim about him because I didnt want Jim to think I was interested in some guy I didnt even know! So, one
night Jim told me that he was back in town–that he worked on an offshore boat and came back to town every 2 weeks, and it just so happened that not only was he back in
town, but he was determined to see me before he left again. I was very flattered.
Sure enough, a few days later he came in the resturant again, this time to see me. Jim gave me a break and he and I sat down and talked for a few minutes. He was a very
sweet man–about 20 or so. He was glad I was 18, because he didnt believe in dating anyone under the age of 18. After work that night, he and I stood outside talking till
one in the morning! When he left, he gave me his phone number and asked me to call when I got home. I did, and we stayed on the phone till late that night. I was really
beginning to like this man!!
As soon as he could, he made a date for us. He drove me out to a secluded picnic spot and we talked and cuddled and held hands. It was under the stars that he kissed me for
the first time, and I swear the tingles started from the top of my head and ended at the tips of my toes. He felt it too, and I think right then, I fell in love with him.
Breaking up with my other boyfriend wasnt easy, but I managed to do it, and me and Dean began going out on a regular basis when he was in town.
After we had been dating for several months, I asked my best friend (who was definately not a virgin) when it was right to “go all the way”–you know, when it was the right
time. She told me that if my heart was sure that that was what it wanted, then it was time. So, the next time he was in town, I told him that I was ready to give myself to
him completely. He knew I was a virgin and had never pressured me into doing anything–this is what made him so different and so special. We both agreed that protection was
key, because my parents were deeply religious and I knew I could never come home and tell them I was pregnant, and he was only 20 and not ready to be a father. So he told me
not to worry, he would provide the protection.
Our first attempt at a rondevous, got messed up when the day before we were to consumate our relationship, I badly sprained my ankle. I was so upset,and just coudnt believe that
I could be so stupid, especially since he had managed to get his entire family out of the house for one day only. That day arrived, and I called him on the phone that morning,
and to my suprise he wanted to know if I still wanted to come over under the guise that we were babysitting for his mom. My parents agreed and he came and picked me up. I was sooo
nervous!! On crutches I clumsily climbed the stairs to get in his house, and once we were there, he really tried his best to make things special. First he sat me down and told me
that he had talked to his mom about us. She told him that if he was going to take a virgin that he had best be sure that he was willing to marry me, for that was the greatest gift
ever given to a man. He told me then and there that he was willing to marry me–that he loved me. His mom also told him how emotional it would be for me, and how it would hurt, and
I would bleed, but that that was normal. He showed me that he brought protection and then we unspokenly got started. He first turned on the radio and desperately tried to find a
romantic song to listen to–to kind of keep my mind off how scared I was. To this day I still laugh about that because all he could find was Paul Harvey’s Comentary on the radio!!
He figured that was better than nothing and left it on!!
We slid to the floor and he gingerly removed my pants and panties–remember, I had my leg all bandaged up from the fall. I dont remember much foreplay but Im sure he tried some just
to get me in the mood and loosen me up. It didnt work much though when he began to put it in. It hurt sooo bad! And I didnt think it was ever going to get all the way inside me!
Finally, he told me that it was all the way in and it should get better. It didnt much, but he was trying so hard to make me feel better, even though I was crying. After a few minutes,
he put me on top of him, and this did feel some better than the other position. I can’t say I got any pleasure out of our first experience but I rode him until he came, and that meant
alot to me. I really wanted it to be an okay experience for him, even if it wasnt for me. Afterward, he told me he had a suprise for me. He finnished undressing me, and carried me to
the back of the house where his mom’s bathroom was. There waiting for me was a huge garden tub full of bubbles. His mother had also told him that I would be sore, so he had made me a
bubble bath to soak in to make me feel better. We took a bath together and it was sooo sweet!
Finally we got out and got dressed. We cleaned up our mess and had just walked back in the kitchen when we heard his mom and the kids pull up! Talk about close calls!! He and I stayed
together for over a year and a half, and even in the end, got married. It didnt last long, and he eventually left me for another woman after we had been married only a few short months, but
I can honestly say that my first time was done at the right time with someone I was in love with, and because of that, I will never regret it and always cherish it.
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