Where it happened: His house on his mom's bed
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
Okie then (I don’t know WHY I am doing this u know:).
My “First Time” and the heavens rejoice
I was a mere 15 yrs of age and all throughout my life I was strongly against the sex b4 marriage thing (I was a reaal devout little mischievous catholic girl) but my very unholy friends (mainly one) constantly pressured me, willingly or not. And well speaking for HIM….he was horny as hell (as 16 yr old boys are usually). We sustained the relationship for a looong while without actually puttin the peeeenis in the vagiiina (just doin all of whatever oral we could think of) but eventually it happened. It’s really not a nice thought for me but I’ll say it anyway. It was August 28th 1997 (our 4 mth anniversary I believe)and I snuck over by him, travelling the hundreds of miles and going through hell to get there (ducked lessons over the summer). We were up to our usuall thing…and then I’m not quite sure HOW, but he pulled out the condom and I was like ‘oh kool’….just to look at it and stuff (never really expecting him to go though using it any time soon). Then he took it out and stuff and SOMEHOW convinced me to let him put it on. I was just kinda fed up of him constantly begging and harassing me so I was just like……steuuups….fine. He put the towel below me on the bed and then we proceeded with the procedure. It was HELL to get it in. Boy oh boy…..it took like a good 5 mins to get started. And it hurt LIKE HELL!! After the excruciating pain and it started to move around better it started to feel good….but I always remember him saying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” because of how much it hurt and because of the fact that he knew I didn’t really want it and that I was like sacrificing all that I strived to keep. It was good….not great but OK and I remember wanting more and more of him inside me and I had to hold on to the bed head. We sweated alot and it lasted for like an hour and 15 mins because he kept pulling out to check the condom. When he came it was reaaal funny. I laughed:) He looked sooo funny …he groaned and moaned and kept repeatng how great it felt….and I was just like….uuuh huh, ok then…then I laughed like hell…but I also wanted him to get the hell out of me…just in case. We then bathed and I was reaal limp and swollen and ting and afterwards when we found out how long it took and we saw how pink we were (faces) we cracked up. I stayed a little while b4 I left and I remember walking down the street and saying,”OK, so…this is it?! No heavens rejoicing or anything?…I feel the same…just physically uncomfortable” Then I said, “OK so what day did I lose my virginity…hmmm…” and I realised that it was our anniversary and I ran back to the house, called him and told him. He was shocked and surprised and happy all at once and he gave me a kiss, said he loved me and I travelled back home.
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