Where it happened: My apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
At Long Last
I was 21 and had been dating this middle eastern guy named Salman for about a year. The first time we did it, he entered me once and it was so painful that we just “dry humped” for the rest of the year we dated. I really thought something was wrong with me and that I was never going to have sex. It was causing major problems for us. Plus the fact that he was sexist pig. It was almost like my vagina closed up for him and wouldn’t dare let him enter me. “It wasn’t a physical thing, a friend had told me, it was a mental block.”
My friend Ron and I knew each other from high school. We had been out of touch for a while. You see, in high school I had a major crush on Rob and because I considered the high school nerd, his friends started bugging him about it, so he and I became estranged for a long time. I was so broken-hearted about it and I had decided that if we did go out and that he would be my first. By the time high school had ended, I had given up on that dream and just dated whoever came my way. I never really loved Salman (middle eastern guy)like I loved Rob, but I was so desperate for physical affection I just dated him to get that.
One hot summer night in August..August 12th to be precise. Rob and I got together at my place for a few drinks. He brought a 12 pack of Molsons over and we listened to Q107–Toronto’s hard rock station. Rob had just graduated from an animation course and was looking for work. He had also just broken up with his girlfriend and I had just had a fight with Salman. So I had picked up the phone and called Ron and said, “Let’s get together, let’s just go see a movie, or go out somewhere” I needed to get out of house!
Just then this song came on that made me emotional. Rob took me into his arms and held me tight..then the hug became tighter and more intense and I thought..”well this is strange”. This was no friendship hug! I pulled away from him and turned the radio down a bit and came back and sat beside him on the bed. He grabbed my hand and held it. My thoughts were racing because I knew there was a question hanging in the air of should I or shouldn’t I on both our parts. But some wise voice inside me told me that if this was going happen..then let him be the one who initiates it. I had never forgotten how he treated me in high school after he found out that I had a crush on him, so I listened to that wise voice and let Rob make the decision. I would have gone with it either way.
Well within seconds his face came towards and we began to kiss, he gently pushed me back onto the bed and we began to kiss. His whole tounge was in my mouth and I was thinking, “Gees he ain’t much of a kisser” Was he going to stick his whole head (the one between his shoulders that is) in my mouth. It went on for a few minutes and then he rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. He whispered that he “always wanted to this with me”. I was very surprised and asked him why didn’t he say something. His response was that he didn’t want to lose his friends. Ron was very much a follower and didn’t have a backbone. Of course you couldn’t tell that to someone who was only 21 at the time and had been in love with this guy since she was 16 years old.
We kissed for a while longer and he rolled on top of me and asked me if I wanted to “do it” and I said yes! However, the first thing that came to my mind was the “issue” I had with Salman with him not able to enter me. I quickly told him and he whispered, “Don’t worry, I’ll be tender.”
I quickly got up and ran to turn out the light and I unplugged the phone and the answering machine. I said to Rob, “I don’t want any interuptions!” He laughed at me.
I came back to the bed and sat down in fron of him. He pulled off my shirt and leaned over to undue my bra. He struggled and muttered, “I could never figure out how these things worked.” I asked if he wanted me to do it, but he said, “No that’s okay”.
Next thing I know we were standing in front of each other and he stepped towards me, but knocked over a beer bottle and beer spilled every where and he said, “Oh shit, shit , shit!” I grabbed a towel and wiped it up quickly. Then he put my hands on to his shirt to get me to take it off. And he asked once again if I wanted to do this and I answered, “Are you kidding!? After five years of waiting, do you think I’m going to say no.” Of course, I said this while I was taking my pants and under wear off.
I got back onto the bed and he sat down and took his track pants and took his briefs off and then took me into his arms and began to kiss me. Then a thought occured to me to grab a condom, so I told him I was going to get one fast and wrapped myself into a blanket. He said, “Uh I think I’ve seen you already.
I was so embarrased and shy because even though I wanted him since I was sixteen. He was still my friend and someone who I’d hung out with in high school. It was kind of weird.
So I got back into the bed and we began to kiss and fondle each other’s genitals. He put my hand onto his cock and I liked the way it felt. He was alot bigger than Salman’s. Then he started feeling me up and he said, “You are so wet.” Then I laid back he and he lifted my legs over my shoulders. The next thing I knew I felt this intense pressure on my pelvis and I thought I don’t know what he is doing, but man does it feel great. I was bouncing up and down and looked down and saw my breasts jigging, and I asked him was he inside, he grunted a yes and then asked if it hurt and I said, “Oh no! please don’t stop!” I couldn’t believe that he was inside, and it was like my friend had told me it had been a mere mental block, it was almost as if my mind had been telling me that I needed to intimate with someone I cared about.
These weird noises came out of my throat almost gurgling kind of…but I couldn’t help it..I felt so wonderful..I felt this rising feeling in me going higher and higher and next thing I knew I was having an orgasm. I didn’t make any noises just arched my neck back and gasped because it was amazing. It was an epiphany moment for me, like now I get it. Why people love sex so much.
After a few minutes of fucking in the missionary position he was sweating all over me and he flopped on top of me and kissed me so deeply and a lot better then before when he had shoved his whole tongue in my mouth, he stopped and asked if I wanted to go on top. I did for a few minutes, but I couldn’t get the hang of it. I got off and he played with my clitoris for a few minutes and cried out, “Oh man this feels so good.” We got back into the missionarya and fucked for a few more minutes and then he came.
We snuggled for a while and I told him that I never knew it could be like that. It was so amazing.
Unfortunately, there is a sad ending because our friendship changed dramatically after that. I wanted to have a relationship with him, but he got back together with his girlfriend. It got ugly and eventually we went our separate ways. I was pretty hurt because for him this was one night stand, but it was much more for me.
I don’t regret it at all because if I learned anything out of this experience is that I’m the type of girl who can just have “recreational sex” for lack of a better description. I need that level of intimacy of knowing the person on many levels before having sex with him.
As for Rob, well I really hope things worked out for him. And I will always credit him with showing me how wonderful sex can be.
And that’s my story..
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