Where it happened: Parents House
Langauge: english
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was 20, a virgin with not much self esteem. I had an ok job that I’d gotten right out of high school. One of my coworkers was a beautiful young woman from Romania named Sanda. We worked together for a couple years and I was totally infatuated with her. I’d fantasize that she’d be my first and couldn’t get her out of my head.
After awhile she quit to work somewhere better but I still thought of her all the time. Then she came back part time and I was certain that fate had meant us to be. Of course I never said anything and after a few months she left again. A friend got me her address and I wrote her a letter saying all the things I thought and felt but couldn’t say out loud. I gave her my phone number figuring I had to man up at some point and if she didn’t call then I wouldn’t suffer any additional embarrassment. She called!
We went to dinner and a movie and back to her place but nothing happened. It was my first date ever and I had no idea what to do or interpret any signs she may have been giving me. The next time we talked she said she wasn’t ready to start any kind of relationship and I was devastated. Eventually I wrote her another letter and we went out again but this time things must of been better cause we went out several more times.
We were up in her room watching a movie and when it finished we kissed, it was my first kiss and it was amazing. Things progressed and I got her shirt off, she had very small breasts, so small she rarely wore a bra. I don’t know how long we made out like that, each of us topless but eventually my uncertainty caught up with me I asked what we should do next. That’s when she told me we couldn’t have sex yet cause she’d just found out earlier that day that an ex had given her an STD and she was on antibiotics and couldn’t have sex for a month. To be clear she was on the pill and would be considered contagious for a month, that’s why we couldn’t do it.
Things went on like that for awhile, although it did progress to the point where she gave me an exquisite hand job. One night we were back in her room doing the usual when I asked why we couldn’t just use a condom. She said we could but sex was so much better without one. It was decided, I’d get some, then I’d “get some”!
The next time we got together was at my parents house. We watched a movie in my room then started kissing and undressing each other. I told her I had a condom and she told me to get it. I did and when I turned back around she was totally naked, it was the first time I’d seen a naked women not in a magazine. She took the condom from me and I took off my pants. She had me lay down on the bed and put the reservoir tip in her mouth and expertly rolled the condom down my hard cock with her hand. She got on top and slowly lowered herself down onto me. I remember thinking that finally I wasn’t a virgin anymore as she started riding me. It went on for I’m not sure how long but eventually we changed positions and I was on top. Not really knowing what I was doing I held my self in kind of a push up position and just thrust myself in and out of her until I came. We did it two more times that night, all starting with her on top then either doggy style or me on top. The next day was the day Princess Diana died, I don’t know why I’m writing that but it just kind of marked that moment in my life. Eventually I learned better motions and she got off the antibiotics and the non-condom sex was incredible. Two to three times a night we’d go at it every time we got together.
Of course she dumped me eventually saying she didn’t want a serious relationship. I doubt that was the real reason though since she got engaged a year later to the guy she started seeing after me.
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