Where it happened: His parent's house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
I was 17, he was 19. We had dated for almost 7 months, and it was the first time for both of us. It was by far the lamest sex I’ve ever had (and thankfully only my first time was so awful). I had come home from a summer college program in New York, so we had a few months of missing each other building up. His parents had left the house, so we were just making out in his bed. I’d planned on doing it, so I had hidden a condom under his pillow. After we had been kissing and touching for a while, I pulled the condom out and handed it to him. He just looked at me and put it on, kind of surprised looking.
It didn’t hurt, and I didn’t bleed. I had been very athletic, and also pretty sexually experimental on my own, so I didn’t expect to bleed. Once he was inside me, I think it took like 45 minutes of awkward, serious thrusting. I cycled through more positions than I ever do now. My first time having sex, I decided that I do not like sex that takes forever. The pain came from being sore, not from losing my virginity. It got better after that, but he was never a stellar partner in the sack.