Where it happened: by a bridge
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
This isn’t a particularly romantic first time, in fact it’s not romantic at all but when I think back on it, it always makes me feel sexy.
I had been on a clubbing night out with a group of my sister’s friends. I think I only got in because the rest of them looked 18, I certainly didn’t.
My sister’s best friend Jessica was getting my drinks for me and I was having a great time, but getting massively drunk on tequila.
I had been dancing with this really cute looking guy and thought he was really into me, but later on in the night I saw Kimberely, another of my sis’s friends kissing him.
I was gutted and stormed out to go home.
It turned out that I didn’t have enough money for the taxi fare and I was a lot more drunk than I had realised in the club.
I started to walk home which meant crossing the High Level Bridge into Gateshead, staggering along swaying all over in these 3 inch heels and a tiny little black and gold dress (I still have it, but it doesn’t fit me anymore). I must have been quite a sight.
I stopped in a doorway, feeling a bit sick but it subsided and i remember going through my bag for something when this guy came along. he must have been in his mid 30’s. He asked me if i was alright and if I needed a taxi. I said no because I really needed the fresh air and the thought of a car made me feel queesy again. I asked him if he could walk me along a bit, and despite how much I was slurring my words he seemed to get it and put his arm round my waist.
I don’t know why I did what I did next but it was just as we were about to start over the bridge. It has footpaths on either side of the road and to the side of the footpaths are these really dark dingy overhangs with columns and stuff. I asked him if he had a cigarette, even though I wasn’t a smoker, but he gave me one anyway and we sat down again. I remember feeling rebellious and i clearly remember seeing his eyes on my thighs (my dress was very shirt haha) and saying to him,
‘do you want to fuck me?’
That was all he needed. he didn’t even say anything, just grabbed me and started kissing me. He pulled me up and over to one of the columns, hidden from the road. His hands went straight up my dress and dragged my knickers down and then he was undoing his belt and pulling out his dick. My friend Amy had told me that when her boyfriend first penetrated her he thrust in really hard and it hurt, this guy did the same, he just guided his cock to my hole and thrust up hard. Maybe it was the alcohol but it didn’t hurt. He called out ‘Oh god’. or something like that and I screeched a little but in pleasure. He started thrusting up into me hard and fast right from the off. he had one hand up my dress squeezing my tits through my bra and the other wedged between my ass and the column I was up against.
I was in absolute heaven, his cock felt like the most fantastic release of all my anger and all of the virginity stuff I had been going through. I would honestly have let him do anything he wanted to me back then.
He was grunting away like crazy and mumbling but I couldn’t make it out until he pulled out and turned me round. He bent me over and I now had my hands on the column and he was taking me from behind, both hands on my hips and thrusting in just as hard as before.
Now I could hear him calling me a slut, Every few thrusts came with a ‘dirty slut’ or ‘fucking whore’ or something similar but I didn’t mind it, it felt so good. The whole thing must have lasted only 5 or so minutes but it seemed like much longer when he came inside of me. He was shouting out ‘take that cum’ over and over and it was a fantastic feeling to have that wash of hot semen blasting into me for the first time ever.
We took a few minutes to cool down and i remember seeing a mixture of blood and cum on the tops of my thighs when I pulled my knickers back up.
It’s funny but we didn’t really say much on the rest of the walk back. He actually walked me all the way home and saw me to my front gate before making his getaway, haha.
The next morning I was sore, VERY sore. I realised later when I was properly sexually active that he had really taken me hard that first time, but it’s still my favourite sexual memory and I’m so glad i didn’t give my cherry to some 3 thrust wonder.
Thanks mister, wherever you are. x
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