Where it happened: The guy's house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
The first time I had sex was not something I really wanted to remember-had a relationship not stemmed from it. I was at my cousin’s house when she declared that we were going to a party. First of all I came from a very traditional background, that made no room for teenaged parties, nor for the relationship between guys and gals other than school related. So, I never had a boyfriend. I always had guy friends, and many invites for a realtionship-but i sheepishly declined stating that it would go against my families beliefs. Anyway-to make a long story short…my cousin insisted that we go to the party-it would be my first party!! I was kind of excitted. I didn’t have to answer to my parents, because i was planning a sleepover at my cousin’s house that night. I was a freshman in college (an early high school grad) and all the people at the party were college kids. The house that we were going to was a older guy’s house, Dan. He was 25 and simply gorgeous. We had two classes together and he constantly told me how much he dug my cousin, so i figured at least we’d be buds. At the party-it was mainly couples night. My cousin brought a her date. And literally everyone had a date, except the host and myself. Then someone busted out with some pot. I was appalled…here i was with school hot shots…who were smoking. Then the peer presure kicked in. I didn’t know how to smoke the joint….but what i did inhale (yes i inhaled)…affected me. Later, when the drinks were passed around…i accepted with less guilt. Many couples started to go their seperate ways until four people were left, dan, myself, and another guy and gal. We played a round of strip poker. Dan, being the first to remove his shirt to reveal a beautiful chest. Next myself, to show off my bra. Then when the girl took off her top-the other guy and her started making out. Thats when Dan turned to me and kissed. We started rubbing each other-i loved the feel of his soft skin. His hands stroked my bra covered chest. I felt soo good, although we were in a room filled with illegal drugs, underaged drinking and rampant sexuals appetites running wild. I do remember making out with him. The next morning i woke up to something smooth under my hand (Get your mind out of the gutter) it was his chest. I jumped up. His apartment was empty of people, except him and I. we were in his bed, and when i peered under the sheet-we were naked. I woke him up and he jumped asking why i was in his bed. Then he remembered, “oh shit”. He apologized swearing that he never meant this, he didn’t plan this. I got up, wrapping the sheet around me,and went to the bathroom to try and put all of this together. I had but the sheet still wrapped around me when he called me. I followed his eyes to the bed, there was a blood stain. I started balling. I didn’t want to lose it this way. I didnt even remember anything. He hugged me as i cried…apologizing every second he could. Then he made it a point to start seeing me, in between classes, driving me home, kssing me in the halls. He said he really did like me. When i asked why he asked about my cousin all the time, his reply was so beautiful, “because i wanted to hear you talk. I knew you would say no if i asked about you,so i figured that if you liked me, i would make you jealous and you would change your mind.” Two weeks later, after being what could be considered a couple, we had sex again…it was beautiful. Something i wanted my first experience to be. Dan and i became quiet serious, even moved in together for a few months (only after my family relocated to a different country-literally). But, although we see much less of each other today-we do stay in contact. He swears one of these days he will make me marry him, and that he loves me….but then again-thats another story!!
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