Where it happened: my bedroom
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
All I wanted when I was 15 was to get laid. The person didn’t matter, I was just too horny to deal with being a virgin. It never happened and I finally started going out my first real boyfriend whan I was 17; by that time I had decided to wait for someone special since I was still a virgin, unlike some of my friends. By the time that Dave and I had dated for 2 weeks, we were totally in love, our first loves. I gave him my first hand-job and my first bj. Finally, a couple of months later, my parents were out of town, and he spent the nite in my bedroom. This was it. He finally got the condom on with my help, and he slipped inside me. All that was running through my head was “OMG this is how babies are made”. I dont know what he was thinking but he ended up getting soft. Neither of us came. We would have tried again the next morning but his parents called my house and asked to talk to him. Eek! He had told his paents that he was at some friends home, and his parents had tracked him to my house and were PISSED! Nothing else happened that morning, but for the next year and a half, we fucked like bunnies on every single surface in his house…the kitchen counter, his parents’ bed, the living room couch, the stairs.
The thing is that I’m so glad I waited for Love, not just me with him, but him with me too. The first time we fucked, we were both virgins, and it wasn’t just AWKWARD at the time, it was also something that bonded us in a way that will never die. Although we have not talked since we broke up 20 years ago, I know that whenever he thinks of hs first time, he thinks of me. And man, no matter how bad the first time was, the constant kinky sex afterward was amazing, and well worth the wait.
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