Where it happened: church camp
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
Ok, first of it’s taken me a while to deal with this but I have. I’m not going to hell for loosing my virginity before marriage. My first time was at a church camp the summer I turned sixteen. I was raised a very strict Christian and sex was the fobidden proverbial fruit. The word was hardly ever spoken around my house and when I did it for the first time it was a moral battle. My parents had unknowingly shipped me off to supposedly a safehaven against things like this but what they didn’t understand is what happens when you get two hundred teenagers with an overwhelming amount of horniness bottled up. It didn’t take me long to fing the cutest guy there, a tall swedish looking guy, very lean, blond with the deepest blue eyes. Marcus was his name. We started spending a lot of time together, and we really enjoyed talking to each other. Now comes the part you’ve all been waiting for. One night Marcus and I snuck out of our cabins and took a canoe out on the near buy lake. We started talking about sex and how neither one of us had come anywhere near it. It was such a warm romantic night, pitch black with no moon, but lots of stars. We started kissing each other passionately, and he kept checking to see if I wanted to stop but I didn’t. When I do something I do it all the way, so we did. I told him I wanted him to kiss me all over, and I took off my shirt and my bra. At first he didn’t believe me but he quickly got the picture. He started rubbing my breasts and kissing them and my nipples got so hard, I had no idea how hard they could get. I was sure they were going to start spewing milk. We adjusted ourselves on the boat and I reached for his cock. It was about normal size, not huge but big enough to get the job done. He’d had a hard-on for a good ten minutes and I could tell it loved the attention. There was an intense pain when he entered me and he was worried and started to stop, but I shifted a little. I wasn’t going to give up yet. I told him to keep going and he did. Rocking back and forth we really got into it. So much so that the boat was making ripples all over the lake. When I came I came so loud that I think even God heard me, and today I don’t care. I experienced so much passion that night, I think it might have been worth burning in hell which is where some might think I’m going. Oh, well those people that think that don’t get laid enough.
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