Where it happened: His Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I had never had very good luck with guys. I was always pretty shy with them, and let’s just say I’d keep my distance from any guys who showed the slightest bit of interest in me.
Then I met Paul. We had been in the same school for several years and I always knew who he was, I just never took interest in him. But at the beginning of 8th grade, I had a huge crush on him and I began talking to him. He was in the year above me, but we saw each other a lot.
One day we swapped clothes at school because we’re cool like that =] THEN he came over to my place to change back. He kissed me for the first time that day, then he asked me if I wanted to get together. I said yes, of course.
After about a month of dating he fingered me for the first time. It was a cold rainy day and we were both drenched and freezing from being outside. We lied on my couch and he felt me up and unbuttoned my pants. He inserted one finger into my pussy and started to finger me. I squeezed him and breathed really heavily to show him that I liked it. He started to finger me with two fingers. It felt absolutely amazing, I was so wet. As he started to slow down, I faced him and started to unbutton his jeans. It was the first time I had ever touched a guys dick before and I wasn’t very sure of what I was doing. Nonetheless, I started rubbing his hard dick. He was breathing heavily and holding me tight. I had to stop just after a few minutes because my mom called me on my phone. She said she’d be home in a few minutes, so Paul and I put our pants back on and he hugged me until my mom got home.
We continued doing things like that for a few months. Eventually I gave him head for the first time and he ate me out. I decided to shave my pussy for him.
After about four months of dating, he told his best friend that he wanted to have sex with me. His friend told my friend and she told me. I talked to Paul about it and after a few days of thinking, I decided I was ready. I really loved Paul and I saw myself with him for a long time.
It was a Wednesday after school. We went to his place as usual and he called his step-mom to ask her to come home later. When he got off the phone, he came up to me, and we started making out in the hallway. He was already putting his hand up my shirt and everything, but I just took his hand and led him into his room. I stood next to his bed and he started kissing me again, gently laying me down. Once I was on his bed, he got on top of me and I pulled off his shirt. I got on top of him and pulled off his jeans, then he started to pull up my shirt. I took it off completely for the first time, and attempted to take off my bra. IT WAS STUCK. My bra would NOT come off. I fiddled with it for a few long seconds then just took it off like a shirt. Paul just laughed, then started to kiss me again. He cupped both of his hands over each of my boobs and I started to pull off my jeans, then his boxers.
Him completely naked, and me with my panties still on, we got under the covers. He got on top of me and started to finger me and I ran my fingers all over his cock. After a few minutes of fooling around, he smiled and went: “Condom?” and I said “You better go get one.” We both laughed and he got out of bed and ran to another room to get it. By the time he got back my heart was racing. I was so excited. He set the condom on his bedside table and started to make out with me again. Whilst kissing me, he reached for the condom and ripped it open. He had a bit of trouble getting it on at first, but once he got it on, I felt this deep sensation inside of me. I’m actually feeling the same exact thing right this moment whilst typing this. I was so ready.
I opened my legs and felt his hard dick against me. He started to attempt to enter me, but I stopped him and told him I loved him. He smiled and said he loved me too.
I guided him into me and gasped as he broke my hymen. He started off slow, pumping his dick in and out of me, whilst kissing me. We were both breathing so heavily. It hurt a bit at first, but after a few minutes it felt absolutely incredible. I moaned and shuddered in plesure.
Then, he began to turn over so I’d be on top. I started to ride him. I slowly moved my body up and down and squeezed my pussy on his dick. I bent back over and pushed my breasts against his naked chest and kissed him while humping him. I absolutely loved the faces he’d make when I’d attempt to pleasure him.
I turned back over, and he made love to me for a bit longer. He started to thrust really hard and he held his breath for a second then let it all out really heavily, he came. He stayed inside of me for a few minutes and kissed me. He lasted 45 minutes.
He held me in his arms after that as we just cuddled. He whispered in my ear :’I love you, you mean the fucking world to me’. I was so happy just lying there naked with him. He told me it made him feel ‘complete, as if nothing could go wrong’
And nothing did. It was a perfect first time. We were ourselves, and we joked and laughed together after. It wasn’t at all awkward.
We were together for 4 more moths [8 months total]. He broke up with me because apparently I had changed and was jealous of other girls.
It absolutely broke my heart to let him go. I still cry about it, even though I have had other relationships since him. But nothing has been as good as him.
I love you P.B., I’m seriously crying right this second. Letting go of you was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I want you back. So many guys have been asking me out, but I’ve been turning them down because deep down, I still have a gut-feeling that we’ll get back together. Because we said forever. I’m really enjoying hanging out with you now. It’s been so hard not to just THROW MYSELF on you like I used to, and I’m always getting lost in your eyes…
You make me smile, no one understands how I can still love you, but I do. And I lied, I DO remember our first time, here it is.
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