Where it happened: In a tent
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
It was my 18th birthday, and I was celebrating it on a cow field with like-minded persons dressed in medieval clothing.
It was just another day in the life of a Scadian (Society for Creative Anachronism, a medieval society). This particular weekend, I was roughing it with a group not too far from my hometown, when one guy in particular started paying me a large amount of attention.
He was attractive, a military guy (I’m a sucker for crew cuts), and as the evening progressed, so did my affinity for this gentleman. It didn’t help that at the time, I’d downed a fifth of birthday Peach Shnapps, a little orange liqour, a fair amount of Amaretto, topped off with a few doses of Captain Morgan’s Spiced Rum. Of course, can’t blame it on the drink.
This gentleman and I took a walk along a rather secluded forest trail, away from the camp fire and the singing merry-makers, and he offered protection when I heard a branch snap in the woods. It was dark, I was enebriated and ripe for seduction. After a few kisses, we found ourselves on a hard, rocky path; me on my back, and him rather amorous above me. My sense of propriety pushed me to exclaim that I wasn’t going to have sex with him.
He quickly agreed, and suggested that we go back to the tent, simply to make out. The entire way back up the forest trail, he covered me with passionate kisses, keeping me quite aroused, I have to admit. Once we were in the tent, unclothed and exposed, I decided that there was really no reason for me to hold on to my virginity. I think that may have been the drink talking though.
He wasn’t a very tender or caring lover. Not much consideration for the fact that I was naive and that I was in pain. I lay like a board beneath him, and as he finished, dripping sweat and weezing loudly, he placed his head on my breast and thanked me. After mentally asking “Is that _it_?”, I dressed as best I could in a three-man tent, and crawled from the tent without a second glance or kind word.
The next morning, I packed my camping gear and caught a ride home with a close friend of mine, who comforted me.
I realized that I’d left expensive jewelry as well as articles of clothing in that dread tent, but I would never go back.
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