Where it happened: His mothers basement
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
It was my sophmore year in high school and I had this tremendous crush on, let’s call him, Jeff. Anyway, it was a toss up between I and another girl that he wanted to go out with. Basically, as I recall, it was sex that would lure him, so I nervously agreed. We went to the drive-in for alittle bit and eventually ended up back at his place. Keep in mind it was his mothers house, but he had the whole basement to himself. Anyway, it started out very passionate, kind, sweet, and gentle. Lots of holding, hugging, kissing, and touching. Everything a woman likes to have done to her, or atleast I thought it was, what did I really know, it was my first time and all along I had told all my friends that I wasn’t a virgin. So, I suppose I played it all well. Anywho… we finally were completely and utterly nude, our bodies pressed against each other as if we were one. He slowly leans up, gently grasps his penis and begins to find his way to my warm, supple and awaiting virgina. The head of his pulsating manhood feels its way around the moist lips and finally “intercourse.”
Yeah, right!! I wish I could only remember the last part that way. To make a long story short, he stuck that damn thing about half way inside me, I let out a small “yelp,” if you will, and at that point, I startled him. Or atleast I like to think I startled him. Hell, I actually think I may have scared the shit out of him. Why? You ask. Because he totally lost it. He went completely limp on me. Then he had the nerve to yell, I mean literally yell at me. “What in the hell did you do that for?” “What in the fuck were you thinking?” With an assorted list of name calling amoung the already humiliating and snide comments. Needless to say, our night of passion was over. We got dress and he dumped me off at the drive-in. I really mean he dumped me off. I had to get a ride home from a good friend of mine, whom I told the whole demeening story to. And after all was said and done, he went out with the other girl. Who turned out to be a belemic. It didn’t last and neither did their friendship. I can say though, that I still hang out with “Jeff” and his wife. It was one of the most terrifying things in my life, but 10 years later, it really doesn’t matter. Another life lesson to write down in the history books. Or in this case, to plaster all over the internet for others to learn from.
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