Where it happened: his room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
The names have been changed to protect the guilty…and innocent:
I lost my virginity September 5, 2010. I was at a “high school clique” themed party at my friends apartment and was dressed as a hipster. After three cups of “bad decisions” and a cup of vodka and cranberry juice, I was officially drunk. I went outside with some of my friends for some fresh air and saw him talking with Trevor, one of our friends. They approached us and, after about a half hour of getting to know each other, It came up that my roommate, Julie, and I had never smoked pot before and he offered to smoke us up at his apartment. So the four of us walked back to his place. David and I were walking a few steps ahead of my friends and we were clearly into each other.
We all went into his room and I sat at his desk chair, Trevor was to my right, David to my left, and Sarah across from me. He taught me and Sarah how to use the bubbler and off we went. Apparently I’m a natural because I was high as a kite. Then I felt his hand one mine and his started rubbing his fingers on my hand. It felt kind of awesome, so I returned the gesture. He then asked if I wanted to shotgun the next hit. I was way too out of it to realize what he was talking about and I didn’t want to seem stupid and ask what he was talking about, so I said no.
After a while he made some sort of comment suggesting it was time for everyone to go, but gave me this look. I knew he was giving me the option to stay. So Sarah and Trevor got up and I said, “I think I’m gonna hang here for a little bit.” Once they were gone, David leaned over me to get to his computer and he turned on some music…John Mayer radio on Pandora to be exact.
He stood up and reached his hand out, gesturing for me to dance with him. I commented on how cheesy it was, but I still got up. We danced. Very closely, and I noticed he was leading towards his bed. I was getting nervous and I said, “We’re not having sex.” He nodded, “Ok.” So we said put for a while, but were still very close. It was the most intimate I had ever been with a guy before and I spoke again. “I’m a virgin.”
“That’s ok.”
I nodded and we made our way to his bed. We made out for a while and then I told him to turn off the lights. He agreed and when he returned, he climed on the bed with me and we laid down. Our clothes came off and he put on a condom. I cringed when he started to enter me and he kept asking if I was ok. All I could do was nod and he went in further…slowly. At some point I asked if he was all the way in and he said no. I let out a gasp. It hurt so much and he asked if I was ok. I said no. He asked if I wanted to stop. I said no.
After a few minutes, I sobered up and realized what I was doing. “Oh my God.”
“What?”
“We’re having sex.”
“Do you want to stop.”
“Yeah.” David quickly got up and got off the bed. I pulled the covers over me and he handed me my clothes and started to get dressed to make me more comfortable. He seemed like he actually cared, but all I wanted was to get out of there. I went to walk out of his room but before I could, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into a hug. “I want to see you again.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“What?”
“Say you’re going to text me to make me feel better.”
“I’m not.” I nodded and programmed my number in his blackberry and didn’t give him my number. I didn’t want to be tempted to text him. So I left.
He texted me the next day. We ended up dating for about four months…until I found out he was cheating on me. I honestly don’t know if I regret it or not.
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