Where it happened: His room.
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
About two-thirty in the morning, I heard my phone vibrating. The text read “Are you up?” As the conversation continued, he asked if I wanted to come to his house. Considering I wasn’t sleeping, I jumped out of bed, got dressed and ran to my car. I wasn’t planning on having sex, but I was dying to see him. He was 25, I–18.My mind was racing and it was raining outside. On the way, my car slipped and side-swiped a pole–taking off half of my front-right headlight, which is still missing. I called him to tell him what happened and he told me I had to come over. I arrived within thirty minutes of my accident, since I was driving with extra caution. He met me outside and walked me into his house. His bedroom was dark, as it usually is, and I sat on his bed immediately–since there is nothing else to sit on his room. He suggested we smoke. Unfortunately, I took a little too much and all I could feel were my knees and toes. He put on Radiohead. We started kissing and progressed quickly into our usual nude entwining bodies. A certain song, I am not sure which, reminded me of Edward Scissorhands and snow. I started shivering uncontrollably, because I was seeing snow. His room, regardless of the immense heat I felt radiating from his body, was freezing cold. He thought whatever he was doing was giving me pleasure. “I’m cold,” I whispered. He looked at me like I had three heads. “Are you kidding?” he replied. “No.” Reluctantly, he pulled a blanket over as a shifted myself so that his penis met my entrance. I needed something inside of me, I was so cold, I thought that would help. He stopped and put a condom on, then inserted. At first, I felt nothing. All I felt was a sudden blast of heat in my knees and toes. The heat hit me so hard I thought I would scream, but I silently lye there. He continues and, I guess, my high wore off because I could suddenly feel what was going on. The snow disappeared, my entire body was sweating–not just my knees and toes– and I was in pain. So. Much. Pain. I let it go a bit longer, and then I made him stop. He did not understand why I made him stop, but I thought I was going to cry. The last thing I wanted was for this beautiful older man to see me cry. I cannot be a child to him. We tried again. I still felt the terrible pain. He got frustrated and cuddled into me and fell asleep. I spent the night lying next to him wide awake. I was late to work the next morning..
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