Where it happened: his house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I had been keeping my virginity for nearly 17 years when it happened. I believed in the whole fairytale romantic first time stuff. I knew it wasn’t true but I wanted to believe it anyway. And then I met Danny, my 24 year old stud.
We had been seeing each other for just under 2 weeks. I had spent the night at his house a few times in those 2 weeks.
Nothing really happened the first night.
The second night I gave him a handjob.
The third night is when it got a little crazy for me. I had never been touched below the belt, so to speak. I felt that if anyone felt that area that I wouldn’t really be a virgin. I know, a bit dramatic. But anyways, I let Danny finger me. It was fantastic. I didn’t know it could feel so good. I had been playing with myself for a couple years now, but it was so different with someone else doing it. I loved it.
So the fourth night, after our usual foreplay of kissing and me jerking him, he fingered me again, but this time he went down on me too. At first I objected. I didn’t want to rush anything, but once he got down there it was hard to say no. When my friends talked about their sexual encounters I never really believed it to be as great as they said. I felt that I’d be self-conscious of my body and would worry too much about what he thought and how I tasted to enjoy anything. I was so wrong. I was grabbing the sheets and arching my back. His stubble rubbed me just the right way. This definitely wasn’t his first time pleasing a girl. Well, needless to say, I was quite amped up after that. I was just ready to go all the way. So I told him I wanted to do it. He asked if I was sure, and I hesitated a little bit before saying I didn’t know. He told me that we should wait then. So we cuddled for a bit, just stroking each other and kissing every so often. We started to get horny again. So after some hard kissing I told him that I wanted him to be my first time. He asked if I was sure this time. I said yes. So he got the condom on and inserted slowly. It didn’t hurt as badly as expected, but it still hurt. So he gradually got all the way in and stopped to let me adjust. After just a few seconds he started to thrust a little. It felt much better. He started to get a little faster, then faster. Until finally he had to pull me further down the bed because we began to bang the headboard against the wall. He lasted only a couple minutes and I didn’t come, but that was fine with me. We laid down for a while before he asked if I was okay. I said yes. He explained how he had been in a dry spell for 6 months and thats why he didn’t last very long. I thanked him for accepting my virginity, kissed him, and we fell asleep. Maybe it wasn’t perfect, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
I had waited so long to lose my virginity expecting to regret the first time. I didn’t want to be some cliche of a sexually active teenager. The next day, I awaited my inevitable doom of sorrow and shame, but nothing happened. I felt fine, I didn’t feel like some slut as expected. I mean, geez, I had only been seeing the guy for 2 weeks! It wasn’t like me at all to do something so…sexual and slutty. I wasn’t the type to have long relationships or even boyfriends. I had a few but nothing very serious. Yet, I had sex with a guy I had only known for a little over a month.
All I can say is, it was a very rare and special exception. I would never advise someone to share something so intimate with someone they don’t know very well. I am very lucky to have someone like him. I have continued to sleep at his house every so often, but do not plan to have sex again soon. We are slowing things down to avoid any complications.
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