I’m a pastor’s kid…you know what they say about us, right? We’re horny. My first time, ironically enough, happened to be on a missions trip, inside of a church I was helping build in Mexico. I met the guy, Dylan, on the trip, three days before I fucked him. We were flirting a lot and one day he asked me if I wanted to meet him that night to “mess around.” I never turn down invitations like those….
I snuck out of my tent when I was sure everyone was asleep. Dylan had told me to meet him in the church. I looked through the whole building but I couldn’t find him. I turned to go, and he was standing there. The moon was shining outside of the window behind him and I could only see the outline of his body. Without a word, he walked up to me and we began to kiss passionately, his teeth scraping my lower lip and his hands pulling me firmly against him. I was running my fingers through his hair and over his bare skin.
He pulled away and took my hand, whispering, “Follow me.”
He led me to a part of the church that wasn’t finished, and we resumed kissing. His hands slid underneath my shirt and rested on my rib cage as he kissed my ear. “Ana,” he whispered, his hot breath sending goosebumps down my spine, “you’re so beautiful.” He cupped my breasts with his hands, pulling on my nipples. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensations. I felt one of his hands slide lower, down the front of my shorts and into my underwear. He started to finger me, and I held on to him for fear I would fall over.
He brought me to the brink of orgasm and stopped, whispering, “You can go back now, if you want…or you can stay.” I whispered back, “I’m not leaving.”
I slipped out of my shorts and underwear as he took off his shorts. We lay on the ground, he on top of me, and continued to kiss. He sucked on my earlobe as his hands spread my legs apart. I felt his fingers inside of me again, preparing me for what was to come.
The first thrust was painful, and I gasped. He covered my mouth with his hand and leaned down over me. “Shhh, Ana. We don’t want anyone to hear.” He pushed again, and I closed my eyes. “This is your first time, isn’t it?” he asked. I nodded. “Why…why with me? You don’t even know me.” I looked up at him and whispered, “Well, this is a hell of a first introduction.” I couldn’t go into a lengthy, eloquent discussion of why I wanted him to be my first. To tell the truth, I wasn’t really sure. I think it was more that it was time for Ana to lose her virginity.
He smiled and thrust again, this time more gently. It didn’t hurt as much now, and he continued to fuck me slowly. As I relaxed, he picked up the speed, kissing my neck. I kissed his bare shoulder and drug my nails lightly up his back. He whispered, “Ana, I don’t have a condom on…you could get pregnant. Do you want me to come outside of you?”
I shook my head. I had just had my period, and I knew the likelihood of my getting pregnant was very small. I also knew that I was being a dumb fuck and letting my somewhat limited sense of romance override my usually dominant common sense, but I didn’t want any more interruptions to my first time.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Dylan,” I whispered, “I want you to come inside of me.”
My words seemed to spur something inside of him, and he resumed fucking me, this time hard. In a few moments I heard him gasp as I felt him come, and then he kissed me.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
“Thank you,” I replied.
“What did I do?” he asked.
I smiled. “Me.”
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