Where it happened: in a car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I met my first love when I was 11. For years we flirted and talked, but since we lived on opposite ends of the country nothing ever really happened. He was my cousins best friend, and I went down to NM to visit my family often. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. Months before hand we had talked about it, we were both virgins and knew that we wanted our first time to be with each other. One night mid summer, he came to pick me up from my relatives home. We drove around for what seemed like hours, talking and trying not to show each other how nervous we actually were.
Finally we pulled into a vacant Target parking lot. We climbed into the back seat and sat and talked for a little while, neither of us knowing what to do, or wanting to be the first to do it. Thankfully he pulled me close to him and reminded me that we didn’t have to do anything that I didn’t want to do. Finally I worked up the courage to sit up and pull my shirt off. then I got up on top of him. It was fairly awkward sitting in a car for my first time but I truly loved him (and still do) so none of that mattered.
I remember the pain. After a minute or two it stopped hurting, but at first it hurt so bad that I actually cried, but that is not completely because of the pain. When C felt me flinch, His only concern was my comfort and feelings. The whole time he wanted to make sure that I was okay. His only concern was me. He was much larger and lasted much longer that I’d thought.
Afterwards, We layed together in the back seat of his car. I felt like a thousand pound weight had been lifted off of my chest. Here was this guy that I had loved since I was 12 years old, This guy that I could only dream about. and there I was, laying in his arms. I was the happiest that I’d been in a long time.
C and I were together on and off until I was 17. It became just too hard to try and keep something going when you live 1500 miles apart. Shortly before I went down to NM to visit, I met my current finance. He was understandably angry and hurt. We had plans, we had something special that almost no one else I knew had. But, in the end both of us realized that ending our physical relationship was for the best. We started 8 years ago as friends, and there is no reason we couldn’t end it as friends. I still talk to him and see him when I go down to visit my family. I still love him, but its different than it once was. Now, I love him like he’s a member of my family. I was his first love and I know he was mine. I wish that everyone could have as beautiful of an experience as we did, even though it was in a target parking lot!
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