BLOOD BATH

IÆll tell you about my first time, but it isnÆt a pretty story.

I was 14, I am now 16. His name was Chris. I had known Chris for five years and had always been attracted to him. At the time he towered over me, standing 6 foot tall and was nearly 16. I am very short, and at the time was only about 4-11, 85-90LBS. Chris had been my boyfriend for about three months before we had sex. It all started when he had come over to watch the movie ôContactö starring Jodie Foster with me. My mother and father were gone for the week on a mini-vacation and they trust me to watch over the house when they go out of town. We watched the movie together and everything was normal. After it was over we started making out, as we often did. Before I knew it things began to get pretty heavy., when all of a sudden Chris said ôletÆs make loveö. I really didnÆt think about it, I wanted to. I had began masturbating just 3 or 4 months earlier and masturbated about once a day. So I said ôO.K.ö. Chris took his time undressing me and soon I was naked. All 4-11 85LBS of me. I was very shy. After all I was only a freshman in high school and didnÆt really have breasts, while many other girls did. Yet Chris was very sweet and kind. He said I looked beautiful and was turning him on. I then began to undress him. He looked very hot. He had pecks and relatively muscular arms compared to most boys in school. Then I got down to his pants. As I was unzipping his pants I started to feel a huge lump in them. I figured it was just his underwear. After I pulled down his pants, I took off his underwear and was shocked. ôHoly fucking shitö I thought. Chris looked enormous. I couldnÆt believe my eyes. If I had to estimate I would say he is about 8 inches long when erect and very thick. At that point I said ôI donÆt know if we canö. I mean, at the time, I thought it would be impossible to fit his huge penis into my small vagina. He told me to relax and that it would be o.k.. Then he went down on me. I was extremely nervous. My legs were shaking and I wasnÆt enjoying it that much. IÆd say he was eating me out for about 10 minutes before he came up. I knew this was it, the big moment I had thought about in my fantasies for the last few months.
Chris put on a condom and that made his dick look even bigger. Then he kissed me and put his gigantic mushroom-head against my labia. I was shaking I was so nervous. He then pushed and I felt pressure against my labia. I looked down to see if it was in me but it wasnÆt. It hadnÆt even cracked the surface. His penis looked like a third leg practically. He pushed again, but no dice. He then spit on his hand and rubbed the spit on the condom. He spit a couple times in fact. Then he tried to enter again. Almost instantaneously I let out a yelp. FUCK, I couldnÆt believe it was hurting so much. It felt like I was being torn in half. When I looked down I saw that only the head was in and that he was not moving his penis. There was a trickle of blood rolling out of my vagina, He kissed me. Then the most painful moment I have ever had in my life happened. He quickly thrusted about 2 or 3 inches into me. This time I screamed loudly. He asked me if I wanted him to stop, but I said ôNoö. I wanted to know what it was like to have sex. He then began to withdrawl his penis and when he did a lot of blood came out of my aching vagina. Then he thrusted about two-thirds of his shaft into me really hard. I screamed again. It was extraordinarily painful. The opening of my vagina felt like it was being cut with a razor-blade. I could feel pressure on my cervix, apparently he could not fit his entire penis into me. When he again partially withdrew I watched more blood leak out. From then on I just tilted my head back and tried to deal with the pain. Every thrust and withdraw felt very painful. It felt like I was being stabbed over and over again. IÆd say Chris went on for about 15 minutes until I couldnÆt take it any more. I started to cry a bit and when I started he immediately began to pump in and out very viciously for about 30 seconds until he let out a long yell and ejaculated into his condom. He then withdrew. He asked me if I was alright and I told him that I was O.K. but that I was in pain. He said he was sorry it had hurt so much and that ônext time IÆll try and be gentlerö. Then I looked between my legs and was horrified. There was blood all over my legs and labia and there was lots of blood all over the sheets. It looked like a crime scene or something. Soon after Chris got up, went to the bathroom, and got dressed. He left about 20 minutes after he was finished. He kissed me good-bye before he left, but hadnÆt said much or done anything else after we had finished. As soon as he left I when into my crime scene bedroom and took off the sheets. Some blood had seeped into my bed, which was gross. I put the sheets in a garbage bag and threw them into my closet, not knowing that the worst part of losing my virginity was yet to come. I then went to the bathroom to pee, but nothing came out no matter how hard I tried. I got up and noticed I was still in pain. It was hurting to walk. I then took a shower to clean off all the blood. After my shower, I tried to pee again, but still no urine. I then walked, in pain, to my bed and turned on the stereo. It was getting late for me, about 11:30 or so, and I ended up falling asleep on my sheet-less bed. I woke up about 3 or 4 in the morning in pain. The opening of vagina was in searing pain and a little bit of blood had leaked out. I then went to the bathroom to pee because I was starting to feel a lot of pressure on my bladder. I was successful this time, but at a cost. It felt like I was peeing razor-blades. It hurt a lot and there was some blood with my urine. I couldnÆt fall back asleep, because of the pain. When 8 oÆ clock rolled around I got dressed, put on a bit of make-up (I donÆt use much), and headed for school. My high school is only about + of a mile away, but it felt like 100 miles. It was hurting to walk. When I got to school, things got worse. I was very sore and it was bothersome to sit down. When I went to the bathroom mid-way through the day I discovered I was ôleakingö a tiny bit of blood. I have always had an extra maxi-pad ready in case, so I put that in my undies. To my surprise it still hurt to pee. It would hurt for the next 3 weeks, I suspect it was a bladder infection. It would also be near unbearable to walk for the next day or two. And I would be sore for the next 2 and half weeks. Worse yet was Chris. He was pretty much avoiding me. He didnÆt call for a week. About the time he called it seemed strange to me that just about everyone in school knew that we had had sex (I told no-one). He called to tell me that things werenÆt ôworking outö. He said that he still liked me and that I was a great girl, but that he didnÆt think it was a good idea for us to keep going out. I hung up on him and began to cry. I began to think about how it was before sex. How we were together. How I loved him. How I wanted to ômake loveö to him. Then when it happened, it was like a nightmare. I guess sometimes fantasy is better than reality.

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