I was in 6th grade at a catholic school. For the last couple of years I had been carpooling with an boy who 2 years older than me. He was about 6 feet tall with brown hair and blue eyes. He was in 8th grade and the way the school worked, he would never have knwn me except that we were carpooling. About this time the school gave the class in Sex ed. and of course really didn’t explain much except the mechanics of the thing. I decided to find out more about sex with the boy in my carpool. I started by passing him a note in the morning to meet me at lunch in the church youth group room. We snuck in and I told him I wanted to learn to kiss. We spent the next two days during lunch making out on a couch in the room. We were getting bolder and I got up the nerve to touch his penis. It felt wierd, both soft and hard at the same time. He meanwhile had put his hands on my breasts and by the second day he had his hands under my blouse but that’s as faras we had gone. I now desperately wanted to find out about sex with him. The only problem was I did not want to get pregnant which could happen no matter if I was 12. Lunch was over and I told him to come back tomorrow. I asked a friend about how not to get pregnant and she told me about condoms. She said not to worry and that she could get one for me from her parents bedroom. The next day she gaveme the condom and told me that it went over the oy’s penis and kept his sperm from entering my body. It sounded easy so at lunch time I was ready. He arrived as usual andwe started kissing. I stopped him and told him that I wanted to try having sex. He was worried about me getting pregnant too, he had the same sex ed class. I showed him the condom and told him how to use it. We quickly got undressed, he insisted on taking off my bra even though I was only a AA cup and there wasn’t much to see but he seemed to like feeling my breasts anyway. I got to see his penis, fully hard now sticking up and ready. We opened the condom and put it on his penis. He made sure it was on tight and took me in his arms. We started kissing and laid back onto the couch. He tried twice to find the opening into my vagina until finally I took his penis and guided it tothe place. He pushed it in and at first the condom didn’t seem to want to slide in but finally it let go of whatever it was suck on and his penis started to go in. It was a tight squeeze andit hurt a little especially when he went through what I now know was my hymen. But it was only a little discomfort and then he was inside. It was a very strange feeling having his penis inside me. I couldn’t tell for a little bit where I ended and he began but then he started moving it out and in and there was no mistaking the feeling of his penis sliding back and forth on my vagina walls. It felt wonderful. I knew this was something I was going to want to do again,and with condoms, we could feel this good as often as we wanted without risking pregnancy. He said that he was about to finish and I wondered if we could try again before lunch was over but then I knew something was wrong. He groaned and pushed his penis in deeply and suddenly I could feel something warm inside my vagina. I felt as if a hot liquid had been sqirted in and his penis became very slippery. He saw my shocked expression and asked what was wrong. I told him I thought I feel his sperm inside me. He pulled his penis out and we saw the problem. The condom had broken and was bunched in a ring at the base of his penis. I panicked at the thought of the millions of his little sperm now swimming up into my body and tried to remember when my last period was. He said that he heard that girls did not get pregnant the first time but I still worried. We put on our clothes and left the room. My period did not come that month but I had skipped before. Then when I started getting sick to my stomach I knew that it had to be true. I told him that he had gotten me pregnant. He apologized and said he would help however possible which I thought was sweet. There wasn’t much he could do being only 14 but he was there when I told my mom. Being catholic I kept the baby. I had to leave the school and got home tutors when I got too big to hide it. I wasn’t capable of being a mother at 12 so we put the baby up for adoption. I did not dare try to have sex again knowing what risk even safe sex is. I lost touch with him when he went to high school but I will always remember him.
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