Where it happened: My House
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
His name is Zac, and I love him so much. That’s why my first time was so special. He moved out of town two years before and when he left we both promised to be each other’s firsts. One day, I got a call from him, and he was returning to town, but just for a day. I think we both knew then that this would be the day. We spent the day together at the park and around town. It was as if no time had elapsed between us, just like old times. Much to my suprise, he was the one who sugested that we make love. He just held me and said, there is just one more thing we could do that would make this day perfect. I was definatly scared. I knew that having sex with him would connect us in a new way, a way that hurt too much to be separated. And that was just what was going to happen in a few short hours. But, I weighed the risks, and my heart over took my head. We went into my room, no one was home, it was the middle of the day. A Tuesday, in early June, with the sun shining through my binds onto my bed. I remember taking off my clothes, and he his and just standing there. It was supposed to be awkward, but it wasn’t. It was special. We kissed for what seemed like eternity, and somehow ended up on my bed, under a soft comforter. I felt him move on top of me, and I knew it was about to happen. I just held onto him tighter and looked into his eyes. It hurt when he entered me, but I think it hurt him more to know he hurt me than my actual pain. But we went on, clumsy in our movements, we made love. He kissed me all over my face and breasts, convincing me not to be shy with him. And we finally found a rythm and moved together. When he came inside of me, I realized we hadn’t used a condom. But I wasn’t scared. Nothing could have ruined what we just shared. I didn’t climax, but that’s not what was important. When we were done, he layed on top of me, still inside of me. Not falling asleep, for fear someone would find us, but just memorizing each other. Holding onto each other. Now he is miles away, but I will always have part of him, and he me. Because, he was my first.
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