Where it happened: his apartment
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
We had been dating for a little while, but casually. He was only a few years older than me, but not by too much–only in the things that counted, like knowing how to handle an adult relationship. That night, we were sitting in his apartment with a few of our friends, passing around a joint, and when they left we decided to go to bed. We had been sleeping together for about a month, but we still had not had sex, even though every night he asked and every night I said no. I didn’t believe in the concept of virginity, and still don’t, because I’m an atheist and believe that everyone makes their own moral code, but to be completely honest, I was terrified.
That night, I finally said yes, and—I don’t remember it at all. At all. Maybe it was just that bad, but I think it had something to do with the beer and the weed. Who knows. I do remember the next morning, and all the times after that, and from what I recall, I wasn’t missing very much. 😉
Although, I have to say, I sometimes have the crazy urge to sleep with him again now that I actually know what I’m doing, and see if the rather lackluster sex was due to his fumbling or my inexpereince. I have a feeling it was him.
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