Where it happened: A Hotel
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I usually don’t submit stuff to sites like this, but after the incredible amount of bullshit I have read, I feel compelled to tell the truth.
I mean, give me a break–one kid claimed to have fucked for “1 hour and 23 minutes.” What is that bullshit? And besides, I thought a gramatically correct entry would be a refreshing change–illiterate folk shouldn’t be having sex.
Enough ranting and on the the story…
It was the summer after my junior year in high school. I had never had a serious girlfriend and was curious about sex. My freshman year I met a girl, Christina, whom I clicked and became good friends with. We flirted a lot, but she usually had a boyfriend and we had an unspoken understanding that we were just friends.
That fateful summer, we both attended a marching band camp with kids from different high schools in the area. Since she was the only other person I knew, we hung out quite a bit together and I gave her a ride home most evenings.
On occasion we would talk about sex and how far we had gone with our respective partners. She was amazed that I had never had sex. I explained that I hadn’t had the guts to pressure any girls for sex and basically that I hadn’t found a willing partner. She exclaimed that she would gladly have sex with me. I told her that she was crazy and that I didn’t believe her. This went on for a couple of days. Finally, I conjured up the courage to ask her, “If I get a hotel room will you sleep with me?” She said she would. I told her that I would pick her up that night at 8 p.m. to go have sex.
I went and picked her up and I was nervous as hell. I drove around for about 45 minutes trying to locate a suitable hotel. After finding one we went in and asked for a room. The clerk had me fill out a registration card and I filled in false information. He then asked for my ID and made a copy of it, thereby getting the contact information I didn’t want him to have. I was sure that he was going to call my folks or the cops or something. Boy was I embarassed.
Iwas such a loser that when we got to the room we watched TV for about a half an hour before I finally got the courage to kiss Christina. After a few minutes of kissing our hands began to wander. I gently kneeded her breasts while she rubbed my chest. Next we focused on each other’s crotches and began to dry fuck. Finally I asked if I could remove her shirt and eventually we were naked.
We crawled into bed and began touching each other getting pretty hot and bothered. I pulled out a condom, had her put it on, and slipped myself inside her. I was amazed at how easy it was having heard about how tight most girls her age were. As it turns out she wasn’t a virgin.
We litterally fucked for about 45 minutes. First missionary and then her on top. I remember thinking how cool it was that I was actually getting laid–I was almost in shock. While it felt great I was nowhere near orgasm.
I was so surprised at how easy it had been to bed her and how incredible this all was that I didn’t enjoy the feeling and warmth surrounding sex. As a result, I didn’t even come. It was embarrasing and unsatisfying. I had sex built up in my mind to be this great forbidden fruit and the ultimate in terms of pleasure and I didn’t even come!
It was kind of like turning 16, 18, or 21 years old–you think you’re going to wake up and everything is going to be different or better somehow, but it isn’t; you’re just another year older with a license, pack of smokes, or beer.
Luckily, sex has gotten much better. I’m married to a beautiful woman who is my personal slut and is willing to try anything with a little coaxing. We have gone in directions I never dreamt of that night when I was 17.
My story my be dry and perhaps sad, but it is readable and totally true.
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