I lost my virginity at 18 when I was drunk…common thing right?
The night started off good. My friends and I scrounged up some money to buy some alcohol. I had asked my next door neighbor if he could go buy us some (since he had before). At the time, he had a girlfriend, but I thought he was hot. He looked like one of those bad boys (the kind moms really don’t like). He looked sexy to me, with his mustache and goatee, his shaved head, even his glasses. He was chubby, but I’ve always loved guys who were chubby. After I asked him to go buy the alcohol, my friends and I waited outside my house for him.
About an hour later, he pulled up to my house, car lights off, and put all the beer and coolers that he had gotten into the trunk of my friend’s car. We were hyped up because we finally had the alcohol and we were getting ready to leave. As I was getting into the car, I heard him shout my name. I looked back and saw him walking towards the car. He asked me if he could come with us, just to drink and chill. I checked with the others, and they said it was cool. So he hopped in with his fifth of Jack Daniel’s and we left to go have a night of fun.
We drove to the store to get a bottle of Coke so we could drink it with the Jack. He was sitting on my left, I sat in the middle, and my best friend sat on my right. It kind of turned me on, to feel him sitting really close to me. I tried not to let it faze me, and a couple times, I caught myself glancing at his crotch. By then, I was wondering how it would be like to have sex with him. I think it was the alcohol that was making me feel that way. I wanted to know how it would feel like to have a guy inside of me and finally losing my virginity. I thought to myself, “I wonder if he knows how sexy I think he is. Yeah right! He knows that I’m just a dweeb who just bothers him. Besides, he has a girlfriend. Stop thinking about how bad you want to fuck him!” So I brushed the thought aside, and went back to drinking my bottle of Smirnoff.
As the night went on, we had to make another bar run. I wasn’t sure why but I knew by then I was tipsy. I don’t remember holding onto him while the car was going fast or when we went over hills. He told me later that I was laughing and holding onto his arm. We met up with some of his other friends, but since I was drunk, I only remember bits and parts here and there.
I remember we went to one of his friend’s house, and there were a bunch of girls there, too. All of a sudden, I got very jealous and I wouldn’t talk to him anymore. They were hot (in a slutty, available way). I kept drinking and drinking, hoping that it would make my feelings of wanting him go away. Soon, we found ourselves driving to another house. When we got there, my friends and I started talking to these guys, and again, I got jealous because he was talking to another girl. By then, I think the alcohol was making me brave, so I cornered him in front of the car. I pulled him toward me and kissed him hard. He pulled away and said that he had a girlfriend. I didn’t get the hint, because I was drunk, and tried to kiss him again. He told me he didn’t want to be with me and he walked away. Instead of asking to go home, I grabbed another bottle and slammed half of it. Then I went to his guy friend, and then asked him if my ass was fat. I don’t remember what he said. I just remember being very flirty. (I don’t know how I did it. I was a tomboy in guy’s jeans and a tee that night. You couldn’t even tell I was a girl in the dark!)
It was 4 AM in the morning. I wanted to go home and get myself away from him because I felt embarrassed. We got dropped off at a place near my house. When we got out of the car, I started walking home. He came after me and I think he asked me why I wasn’t talking to him. Since I was still drunk, I don’t remember what I said. We started arguing some more about stupid stuff that had happened in the night. The next thing you know, we started kissing. It wasn’t the gentle, passionate kissing. It was very hard and rough in a way that turned me on. He reached inside my pants and started grabbing and squeezing my butt hard. He pulled me close to him and I could feel how hard he was getting. I pulled away and told him that we could go to my house, but we had to hurry. We practically ran to my house after I said that.
When we got there, I couldn’t get the key in. I finally did, and stumbled into the dark hallway, holding onto whatever I could to stand up. I heard noises and told him to hide behind the dryer. I ran into my grandpa, who was coming out of the bathroom. He asked me if I was barely coming home and I mumbled yes. Then he shuffled back to his room. I went into my room, took my shoes off, and went back to get him from behind the dryer. He stood up and followed me to my room. Once we got in there, we started kissing hard again. I laid down on the corner of my bed, and he bent down to take my jeans off. He tugged on them and finally pulled them off and then unzipped his jeans. Since it was dark, I couldn’t see how big his cock was. He asked if I was sure about this, and I told him I was. He kissed me again, and then tried to push it in. That first thrust hurt so much. I held onto him as hard as I could. I pressed my face into his shoulder and neck to stop myself from moaning out loud. He spread my legs more and kept pushing it in. We were both breathing hard and moaning. Just hearing him moan and feeling him turned me on even more. His cock was a lot bigger than I had realized which was why it hurt so much. He was ready to stop, but I pulled his shirt off and he pulled my bra and shirt off. Then he spread my legs again, and slid his cock back in. I could feel him pushing a little harder each time. I started to pull on his hips because I wanted to feel his cock go deeper. I started to move my hips but I was afraid of how loud the bed would be. I told him that we should move to the floor. He got up and I led him to a corner of the floor that had a rug. I laid down and he got on top of me again. It was little easier for him to push inside me, since I was already wet. After a minute or two, he turned me over onto my belly, and I could feel his cock slip in between my ass. I really wanted to feel him in me again, so I turned back over. He bent down and sucked on my nipples. It felt really good when he licked each one and squeezed them. I think he started stroking his cock and a few moments later, I felt his cum on my butt cheek. I was ready to pass out so i crawled into bed.
I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. I realized that I was naked under the blankets. I tried to remember what happened, and that’s when I felt him laying next to me. I got out of bed as fast as I could, and put on my clothes. My pussy was so sore and it hurt to move. He had woken up and I was trying to figure out how to let him out of my house without anyone seeing him. Thank god no one saw him leave, but I had to deal with a very bad hangover and my family (my grandpa had told them I had come home smelling like alcohol. I got in major trouble for that).
I saw him here and there, but I was still so awkward to be around him. I finally got up the courage (probably because I was high) to go and talk to him one night. I let him know that I wasn’t pregnant, since we didn’t use any condoms. I also asked him if his girlfriend knew about what happened and he said he hadn’t told her anything. I let it slip that I was scared that she would beat me up if she knew that I had had sex with him. I said I was sorry for that night. He told me it was his fault. That he shouldn’t have cheated since he had a girlfriend. He asked me when I was leaving for college and I told him in a couple of days. We didn’t know what else to say so we ended it at that. Two days later, I went to his house to say bye. I didn’t see him again until I went back home for winter break.
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* Summer 2006: he asked me to go to a concert in another city. That night, we hooked up and had sex in the hotel room. When we returned home, we hung out several times. One night, after we had sex, we decided we wanted to be with each other. It’s ironic how a one night stand turned into a relationship later. 3 years together and sex with him is still great!*
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