Where it happened: girlfriend's house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Well, this won’t be a traditional entry, but I’d still like to write it. I started going out with a girl when I was around 15, and we dated for about three months before we started having sex. The first time was very strange- more an experiment than anything passionate. She was very forward sexually, even though we were both virgins. I told her she could take advantage of me if she wanted and she did- so, for lack of condoms, we used some saran wrap on my penis and she rode me until she came. I didn’t have an orgasm that time, it was quite some time until I did…many weeks. But, we had sex for years before breaking up.
Now, the real reason I’m writing is to say something to all of you out there…I’m no angel, I did things with this girl that were crazy and I had sex with her many times- once even a little more than a year ago. I would never say that people shouldn’t enjoy sex- but I will say this: Don’t waste it. Don’t have sex with someone you don’t love. Girls AND guys- you tarnish yourself by sleeping around with people you aren’t in love with. I’m with a girl right now, a GREAT girl, who’s been with a lot more people than I have- people she didn’t really love. And it hurts me no end to know that guys who were jerks to her- guys who cheated on her, etc., enjoyed the same intimacy with her that I do. If you have sex with just any person, then you have nothing truly special to offer the person you truly fall in love with someday. That’s why sex is so special- it’s what you give to those you truly love. It’s not called “making love” for nothing, you know. At any rate, I am seriously considering breaking up with my girlfriend because of this- I know the “past should be the past”, but I don’t know if I can handle the fact that she really has nothing to offer me that she hasn’t offered half a dozen guys before me…and that’s not fair. I had plenty of chances to be with girls in college and passed them up- thinking when I met “the one” that she would have been waiting for me, too. And maybe this is god’s way of telling me she’s not “the one”.
I’m sorry if this story was boring and didn’t have enough details about cum, blowjobs, and the size of my dick. None of that is important when you meet the one you want to spend your life with. Just remember this- what if you meet the guy/girl of your dreams (as I am to my girlfriend), and they can’t handle being with you because you couldn’t keep your pants on with people you didn’t love? Would it be worth some half-assed sexual accomplishments to lose your soulmate?
thanks for listening…
take care of yourselves and grow up strong- you’re the future.
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