Where it happened: My dorm room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Just to begin, all names in this story have been changed to protect the innocent, namely me. For purposes of this names have been substituted (duh).
So I was somewhat of a late bloomer when it came to sex. I went all through high school drooling over girls, never having the balls to ask any of them out or make moves on girls desperate enough to be with me. I had a little class. My first kiss came senior year of high school, but when I got to college I thought I would be going at it all the time. Sorry to let you know, that didn’t happen. My roommate would return home drunk from his frat parties blasting about how he got laid and how the girl had the most amazing tits or ass. All I had was unlimited internet access and my right hand to keep me company. I made it through my first semester without any type of action, and halfway through the second semester of my freshman year when one night my friends invited me to come over to their room to hang out and drink some beers. Of course, I said yes. And there she was. Now I would love to tell you that it was love at first sight and that after we met we dated, eventually married and had 2.5 children, 1.3 animals and a white picket fence. But then, that wouldn’t be very exciting now would it.
The movie we were watching was Gladiator, the beer, Miller Light. The girl, Jordan. She was a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of one of the guys. No one really knew her, other than she was obviously kind of a freak in the sack. Sitting there, drinking my Miller Light, I didn’t think anything of her, she wasn’t particularly hot or interesting, until she sat next to me and asked me my name. “Mike” I said. “Where’s your room Mike?” “Right down the hall.” “Let’s go there.” My only thought at the time was that “I’m going to get laid… I’m going to get laid!” Down the hall to the left, there was my room. My roommate, John was gone, so the room was mine. “Bunk beds?” she asked. “Yeah.” I said. “Which one is yours?” “The top.” I replied. And before I knew what was happening, there was this girl on the top bed of this unstable bunk bed stripping. I barely had enough time to close the curtains before I turned and she was naked. We made out, barely, and then she started to go down on me. Honestly, I didn’t know much of what was going on, it was all happening so fast. But she seemed to know what she was doing, so I just let it happen. Next thing I knew, I had a condom on, and I was inside of her. I was so nervous. Was I doing it right? What if I came too soon? Then she replied “Are you even hard?” Great, now I was nervous, and my ego took a shot before I even knew what was happening. I wasn’t comfortable, but we went at it for a while. In my mind I thought, might as well get my money’s worth, and I said, “I want to taste you.” Romantic right? So now here we are caught in this 69 position with her on top of me going down on me and me on the bottom of her licking up. It was actually my favorite part of the whole experience because she seemed for once to be enjoying it. It was around this time that the the most embarrassing and funniest moment of my life happened.
Now you remember those “friends” of mine that just let me go back to my room with this girl from before. While I was busy losing my V card on my wobbly bunk bed, they were busy planning on how to make this the most memorable moment in my life. With a video camera, my roommates key, and a little planning, they decided to capture the moment forever on tape. It was actually quite funny, here are a bunch of college guys talking about how they are going to enter my room and surround me and this chick and catch the whole thing on camera. It was like a military operation the way they planned it. “This is Alpha position, and here is Beta. We plan to catch them right at Omega” So while I’m in the middle of enjoy my first 69 position, I all of a sudden hear this click on my dorm room door. “John! Don’t come it!” I scream. “It’s not John!!!” And five of my buddies pour into the room, one with camera in hand. Lucky for me I was on the bottom, and pulled Jordan down on top of me to cover myself up. Mad as I was, when I watched the film I had the biggest smile on my face. Luckily the camera guy wasn’t very good, and nothing of my bits and pieces could be seen, and he zoomed in too much so within a matter of seconds my first time was nothing but a complete blur. When they left the room after a few seconds, that’s when enough was enough. I got down, got dressed, she did the same. Now was the uncomfortable part of this whole thing. “So, how old are you?” “Old enough” she said. Conversation wasn’t very good, and she left a minute after that. I changed my bed sheets, took a shower, and completed my English homework due at 7 the next morning. No roses, no candles, no music in the background. I didn’t even have an orgasm, did it even count? Intercourse is intercourse I guess.
Next day I watched the video with the guys. I laughed, we joked, no hard feelings, except Jordan turned out the be the worlds biggest slut. After leaving my room, unsatisfied as it appeared, she went back to watching the movie, stripped down, and asked any one of the guys that were left to have sex with her. It was embarrassing yet again to witness that the girl that I lost my virginity to was a complete and total whore, willing to fuck any guy that was in that room. Looks like I was the only one who didn’t know this and the only one willing to say yes. The video was erased (at least to my knowledge) and we only jokingly talked about it after that. I never saw that girl again, and I don’t want to. So much for first times.
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