Where it happened: His Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
It was the night before we were both headed off to different colleges. We were 18, and had been best friends(progressed into boyfriend/girlfriend)for as long as I can remember. We had never been away from eachother so long before. He invited me over his house for our last real time together.
We sat on his bed holding hands, legs folded, forheads pressed together. Just like we had since we were young. We didn’t say much. Until my big mouth ruined it.
“(his name here), promise me something?”
“Anything.” he said.
“Promise you won’t lose your virginity to one of those drunken sluts.”
He laughed, and I did to. Until an unsure smile was left on his face. “Well…we could make sure of that right now.”
My stomach swirled, and he leaned forward a bit, touching his lips to mine. I loved him, I was sure of that. But being the goody two shoes that I am, I was pretty much set on waiting for sex until my wedding night. But, like I said, I loved him.
I ran my fingers through his hair and deepened the kiss, accepting his invitation. He ran his fingers down my sides, stopping at my waist. I copied him, and lifted the bottom of his shirt over his head. He continued kissing me, his lips following my jaw. My fingertips drew patterns on his bare chest, slowly moving to his abs. His hands at my waist played with the bottom of my shirt. Pulling it off, he revealed my bra with rainbow polka dots. His mouth at my neck, he chuckled and muttered “only you would.”
He layed me on the bed, reaching behind to unclasp my bra. He struggled a bit (oh, boys) but finally unclasped it. As a reflex, i put my hands over my chest. He took both my wrists and said “what are you trying to hide?” He pinned my hands over my head with one hand, and cupped my breast with the other. He began massaging it, going faster and faster. I moaned quietly. He kissed my other breast, sucking on it as well as massaging the other.
His kissing moved quickly down my stomach, reaching the button of my jeans. He looked up at me, I nodded. He unbottoned my jeans, pulling them down off my ankles. My underwear matched my bra. He laughed again. He kissed just above my panty line, then pulled them down with his teeth. He leaned back up to my face and kissed me, pulling me towards the edge of the bed at the same time.
He spread my legs apart. I was already breathing fast. He kissed my inner thigh, moving closer and closer to my…sweet spot. He was playing around, just inches from touching me, and I had had it. “Just touch me already!” I shouted/groaned at him.
The boy answered my request, brushing my sweet spot with his fingers. I moaned loudly, in relief and pleasure. He brushed back and forth, until I was about to explode (literally). He stood up from the floor, pulled down his pants (not before taking out a condom), and asked if I was ready. As out of breath I was, I managed to say yes. Then he came back up to my face and said something I’ll never forget.
“I’m glad I’m giving my virginity to the same girl who I gave my frosted animal crackers to.”
I laughed at him being so corny and…well…away we went.
I don’t think our parents ever found out about us (until now) and the next day we went to college. We reunited every holiday or day off we had, and we are now happily married expecting a baby girl in a few months.
even though my first time was a plesant experience, I know i was just lucky with the right person. i do wish we could have waited till our wedding night, and it is the best policy to stay a virgin until you share it with your spouse.
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