Where it happened: In his bedroom
Langauge: some cussing
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Tyler and I had been kidding around about doing it for a long time, probably for over a year going on two. He wasn’t a virgin and thought of me as a goody too shoes I guess you could say. We weren’t going out, actually he’d broken up with me probably 3 different times in the three years I’d known him. He was going out with this other girl(and for that, I do regret doing it, because it ends with me feeling like a whore anyway,) That week he had been boasting about having alcohol (something I had never tried because my parents are strict Christians) and I wanted some, he told me that if I came to him I could have some and maybe a little something else too. So one night, the night/morning of fathers day, I snuck out of my house for the first time and walked down to his house, telling him I just wanted some vodka. Of course when I got there his mom had “moved” it. Anyway, not feeling like walking back to my house just yet I went and sat down on the futon in his room (which was dark, besides the tv) He grabbed my arm and using his “sweet and soft” voice pulled me over to where I was straddling him telling me to come here. He kissed me, and we started making out. He pulled back after a little asking me do I want to, I just kind of avoided the question and tilted my head, asking him do what? He ended up just kissing me some more (probably in an attempt to make me comply,)He asked me again and I did the same thing, I guess he just took it as a yes. I remember him at some point trying to take my bra off, but it took him a minute or so, which I thought was to long so I picked on him this whole time.His hands had been resting near my butt and he pulled back again asking if I could take off my pants, I told him you mean like this? I popped the button of my jeans and unzipped them but stayed straddling him. He said something about his jeans and then said crap, I’m still wearing a belt. Then he asked me to get up and we both ended up taking our pants off before he pulled me back straddling him and kissing, then he asked me to get up and tried to pull his futon out (his bed was messy from his mom piling stuff on it) He failed and then said fuck it before pulling me back down…I think. It’s a blur inbetween that and the undergarments coming off but I was straddling him…again and he reached underneath, holding his “member” saying he was going to try before telling me to move down, I honestly didn’t know what he was doing, but I didn’t feel to much pain when I came down. Later he started laughing about how he wasn’t even hard yet (I was offended kind of….) but I was sitting next to him and he asked me, do you want me to eat you out? I honestly was nervous about all of this, I mean, you hear all those stories…and I was just nervous. He slowly pushed me back, even when I was hesitant. I can honestly say it was weird because he had nails in his lips (he had newly pierced spider bites) and I was just to anxious to enjoy it much. But eventually he urm…finished and climbed back on top of me(which was difficult since we were on a futon -.-) and tried missionary, which I think was awkward for both of us. I remember him talking saying, so who took you virginity? (He saw I couldn’t answer sense I was kind of concentrated on the fact of how uncomfortable it was) Hm…Jenny Craig? I just groaned at that, I think kind of shaking my head before telling him to shut up and kissing him again. After we broke the kiss I put my head near his shoulder and bit. At some point doing this we ended up exchanging the “I love you” type deal I guess. We sat beside each other at some point and I remember a bet we had made, if he could make me moan I would give him a blowjob. I told him I was glad he didn’t remember our bet, and he didn’t know what I was talking about. We ended up straddling again, me bouncing up and down in his lap, his hands under my butt. I remember him saying, Oh did you want me to use a condom? I bit him for that. That is the point at which he finally realized our bet and I ended up proceeding to give him a blowjob, he grabbed my hair, kind of running his hands through my hair while I did so….which I actually liked. I eventually got up, and sat beside him again and I remember him saying, Are you sure you were a virgin? (He later told me that was the best he had gotten so far, I still don’t believe him) We kissed a little more before he pulled away and grinning said, Hey can you bend over and get on your hands and knees? I asked him why, growling. He said just come on, I want to try something, you might like it better. So I turned around, standing on my knees as he got behind me. He ended up pushing me down before slowly entering me from behind. I grumbled and groaned, still not used to it and for the fact, apparently he was now fully hard. He did most of the work honestly, I remember laughing at the squishing sounds and him telling me shut up it happens, though I remember him moving slightly to try and stop them. I also laughed when I felt his balls hitting me. He said at some point, Babe, if I need to unload where do you want me to? I told him I didn’t care as long as it wasn’t inside me. I was still in pain but it was slowly lessening. Eventually, after being rocked back and forth (trying not to hit my head on the wall) he said Oh shit, and pulled out, white stuff over his hand and my legs. I ran my finger across what was on my leg licking that up before I looked at his hand and licked that up to, though I missed a little and he licked that. He said something bout damn, if I knew that I would’ve just unloaded in your mouth. I looked at the time and I’d been there about an hour, I need to start heading home. We both got dressed,kissed, said I love you again and he walked me to the bridge we met at before I walked the rest of the way home and went to sleep. Overall, it wasn’t as pleasurable as I thought it would have been, it was overall quite awkward, a lot less flowy from what you see in the movies but I’m glad I lost it to him. Atleast for now. I liked it because I know somewhat where I stand with him. I knew he had no deep feelings for no one, including me and I knew the I love you’s where more manners than anything. But I could talk to him about most anything and I honestly do love him. Not because he took my virginity because honestly, I forget about it most of the time. I’m happy with myself that I never became clingy or something and that my feelings haven’t changed after I lost it. He’s an ass but I’m happy about it. Probably no one has read this, but it helps get rid of some of the bluriness of that night. Probably not all of this happened in said order but oh well.
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