Where it happened: His apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Well one weekend, i left work and went to meet my family at a restraunt. I got there first and sat in the bar section. While I was waiting, I got pretty bored. I looked around and locked eyes with a waiter. He was very cute. He was exactly what I liked. Natural black hair, tall, tanned, beautiful eyes, and a great smile.
We kept making eyes the entire time. We wasn’t even suppose to be in the bar section. It wasn’t even his section. I knew something was up. I loved it. What 16 year-old wouldn’t? It was deffinately a confidence booster.
Soon my family arrived, and I shared my thoughts on the cute waiter. I explained that he must be at lest 19 cuz he was serving alcohol. My family knew I was into older guys. Around 19, 20, 21 is what I mean. They understood.
Now my uncle and I tease each other all the time. He’s really funny. So he ended up embarrassing me by telling Eric, the waiter, that I had been checking him out all night, and said that he should give me his number. He gladly obligied.
A few days later, I got the guts to call him. We ended up playing phone tag a bit. It was kinda interesting. Then we finally got to hang out. I had to lie to my mother to get out of the house. But Eric came and picked me up and we drove off to his apartment. We hung out a lil, watched a movie, and he expressed his strong desire for my body. Soon after, he started kissing me. Even telling me that: “We don’t even have to have sex, I just wanna go down on you.”
Which I thought was romantic. I told him that I wasn’t there for that at all. Any kinda sex was outta the question. I wasn’t like that at all. He respected that.
I spent the night and he was sooooo intimate and sweet. He took me home in the morning. He didn’t call all rest of the day. Then on thursday, I ran into the friends that came over to his apartment the previous day, but left shortly. (There was a bunch of drama bullshit going on)
One of the girls called him and told him to come downtown and hang out not explaining that I was there. We hung out a lil that night. Everyone decided to go to a hotel party, but as everyone drove over there, Eric, said that if I was serious about “this” we could just leave. For some reason, i decided to leave.
We got back to his place and immediately he jumped all over. I was just gonna let him go down but things got carried away. We ended up having sex. The deed was done. We did it two more times after that, surprisingly, since it hurt like a bitch the first time. I’m still sore and it’s now Saturday.
I couldn’t believe what i had just done. I had all my firsts that night. I’m anti-slut, yet i just gave up my first time to this guy I hadn’t even known for a week!
Ironically, after everything he tells me that he’s happy with his set up sick of girls fucking him over and doesn’t want a gf right now. I tried to think of something to say that would make him believe that I’m different from that Havasu Whores. Cuz I am. I don’t wanna play games, just give my love. Nothing could be said that would do me justice so I kept my mouth shut.
After that I heard rumors that he wasn’t gonna call me back, was just gonna use me for sex, and was trying to get with other girls that night. I wanted to believe it but then again i was hearing it from his crazy obbssessed ex gf.
I always say that I never regret anything cuz everything happens for a reason, but the one thing i might regret is who my first time was with.
Turns out I was right.
I regret it. Oh my God, do I regret it. If I could, I would go back and change it. I’ve read some of these stories on here and some girls say they regret it and i should have heeded their warning. I wondered when I’d be writing mine.
I know why I did it though. With the type of spring break town I live in, every guy is shallow as hell. You have to be perfect. And, well, me I’m very attractive in the face. But my body is inbetween. I’m not fat but not thin. It’s a shitty place to be, but Eric was in love with my body. He likes thicker girls. Being wanted and desired so much made me wanna give in and give him what he wanted. Yes, that’s not a good excuse or reason, but it’s the truth.
Wait, girls, wait. Please. You’ll just know when it’s right. There’s signs. Be smart. You might not end up doing anything with a guy one day and think I wonder if I should have. I wonder if I missed out. Listen, it’s better to be safe than it is to be sorry. I promise you that. If he is worth it, if it’s worth it, the whole situation will wait.
Love Always,
Heather
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