Roxanne

Well, I was in a really screwed up situation. Losing my v-card kind of seemed inevitable, considering I was practically dating a male prostitute.

His name was Alex, short for Alejandro. Spaniard. Five years older than me. I met him through my older sister. He played guitar, had smooth dark hair, muscles, beautiful eyes, Latino charm…blah blah blah. My sister was friends with him through her work, and he soon became close to my entire family. He drank wine and talked about books with my parents, played video games with my brother, and he taught me how to play guitar. I liked him, but from afar. I was afraid of him, really. He made me nervous. I was a very shy girl, but I learned to match his wit.

I asked my sister often, especially before he began teaching me, if she was dating him or if she had had sex with him. You see, my sister is a little bit on the…promiscuous side. I was worried about her, almost protective, because I had heard what Alex does to girls. Namely, has sex with them then walks away. She denied it every time.

He and I were growing closer. He would stay at my house until the wee hours of morning, just playing guitar and talking. I was growing dangerously fond of him. I tried to step back, but several inevitable things were pulling me to him. He was dangerous and charming and all of that jazz, and I had never been with a guy like him. My one boyfriend before him was a geeky band nerd like me. He made me feel…sexy, I guess. On top of that, he told me he didn’t want my sister. That was a big deal to me because when it came to guys, my sister was always better than me. She looks like a freaking porn star. No joke. Blonde hair, big lips, huge boobs, the whole nine yards. But Alex watched me grow up. He had been friends with my sister and my family since I was 14. He told me he thought I was much prettier than her, with my dark hair and my tan skin and my long legs. I was falling into him, regardless of what I knew. I knew he had swooned more girls than I had fingers to count. I knew this was what he did. I didn’t care.

Alright, on to the juicy bits.

He was at my house and no one else was home. I’ve been living in my parent’s basement, which came in handy for this…occaision. We were sitting on my bed, playing guitar as usual. I asked if we could take a break. So we started talking, and soon began making out. Now I did have some sexual experience on my belt- we had gotten physical before on a few occaisions, and I had given him oral before. I personally don’t count that as losing my virginity, but bleh, whatever.

I guess after the making out ensued it was a typically v-card losing moment. I started giving him head and found myself really turned on, so I started getting a little more…sloppy, I guess. He was getting into it, a lot more than usual. He had a lot of stamina. I think that’s the right word. It took a lot of work to get him to finish. I was already shirtless, but he undressed me the rest of the way and kind of layed me back. He started to kiss me again and played with me a little bit, then asking me if I thought I would be okay with him inside of me. At first I said I wasn’t sure, but after a few more minutes of fooling around I thought I was ready.

I was still laying on my back when he entered me. He sat up, very slowly pushing in. It hurt…terribly. He was maybe a quarter of the way inside of me and I still almost felt like I was going to cry. I’m not sure where the myth came from that Latino men are not well-endowed, but I wish that was the case with Alex. He continued going very slowly, kind of easing his way in and out while I could still only hand a little past his head. I held on to him really tight while he layed on top of me, still careful. After about a minute the pain started to ease up little by little, and he pushed harder. I tried to relax, thinking naughty things to keep myself wet. I almost felt a little numb as he started to quicken his pace. I had to be very careful how I moved under him, but at just the right angle it started to feel bearable. I moaned into his ear and held his body still while he slid in and out, until I felt him grow a little bit harder. His body tightened and he let out a deep “Oooohhh”, whispering into my ear if he could go a little faster. I let him, bracing myself while he pumped deeper into me. The pain seared deeper, and I closed my eyes and tried to bear it. I was still very careful, holding both of our bodies still while he thrusted into orgasm. I let him cum inside of me. It actually felt good, his member still in me and pulsating while he continued to cum. I hadn’t take more than half of his cock until a moment after he came when he pushed deeper into me, about 3/4 of the way. He got up and kissed me and gently ran his fingers around my opening, I guess trying to ease me back down.

Alright, end the juicy bits and on to the scandalous part.

My sister started noticing how close he had gotten. She avoided bringing it up that it obviously bothered her. She did, however, manage to fill me in on a little secret of hers.

She had sex with him, too. Just a month ago.

I literally had to hold my tongue for five minutes then go outside to throw up. Both she and Alex denied every being together. Numerous times. To my face. I was furious, disgusted, traumatized. You can only imagine. My sister has had sex with over 15 people.

I tried to hide what had happened, but she found out through a friend of his after about a week. I remember her phone call, crying and screaming at me and calling me all kinds of names. She told me that they were dating, that she was still in love with him, that she hated me and accused me of choosing him over her.

So I had to make a decision- stay with him, supporting myself on the thought that she brought it upon herself. Because, really, she did. I knew she was angry that for the first time someone found me more desirable than her, and I wasn’t backing away from it.

Or I could swallow my first fleet of freedom for the irrevocable love of my sister.

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