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Cold Day In January

Age when it happend: 15
Where it happened: His home
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight

I was a sophomore in high school and everyone was talking about sex. It’s all we seem to talk about. I mean, considering that no one actually did “it” before, it remain the topic of discussion. At that point, I really wanted to do it just to see what it was all about. Besides my best friend had just informed me that she finally did it and dished out all the details. Living in NYC, you can meet a lot of people in random places. One day, I was taking the subway, coming home from my boyfriend house when I met this guy named Karl. He was so hot. I was even shocked that he would look at a girl like me, not that I didn’t think I was attractive but I just figure he would go for someone else. We started talking and hanging out a lot. The more I hung out with Karl, the less I wanted to be with my boyfriend so we broke up. Once my relationship with my boyfriend was over, I made the decision to give him my V-card but I just didn’t know when.

I was 15 and Karl was 17 but he was no virgin. We talked about it previously. So one day, me and Karl were talking on the phone and we made plans to cut school the next day and meet at his house. That night I decided this was going to be the day that i do it. So in typical girl fashion, I shave all the areas, took an extra-long shower, make up, perfume, and of course the cutest panties a 15 year old girl would have and went to Karl’s house. It was a cold day in January and I remember being so nervous because I knew what I was going to do even though he had no idea that I was planning to give it to him. Once I got there, we started kissing and talking and touching and without saying anything I pretty much gave him the green light to go further. I could see in his eyes that he was a little surprise but he looked like he was so ready for this too. I was laying on the bed and he took off my jeans and panties and he removed his pants and boxer shorts. OMG, it was so huge. I never actually saw Karl’s dick until the day we decided to do it and I remember exactly what I was thinking when I first saw it. The first thought that came to my mind was “OMG, this guy is going to kill me with this thing”. LOL, it’s so funny now but for a 17 year old boy he was really big. He was much bigger than my ex-boyfriend. He was much bigger than most guys. He crawled on top of me and started to try to put it in but it was hurting and I sort of freaked out and told him to stop. He stopped and we sort of just sat at the foot of the bed and he asked me do I want to try again. He was sort of pleading with me. At first I was thinking “No Way”. That thing is too huge and it hurt too much and I remember thinking to myself, I don’t think I’m going to like this whole sex thing. But I didn’t want to be a pussy, besides I made a decision to do this and I really didn’t want to back out so I agreed that we can try again. This time he played with me a little more and then put it in and I felt filled. I mean I felt it all. after the first few strokes, it begin to feel good and he was looking at me smiling. After it was over, I bled a little. I wasn’t worried about the spotting because all my friends told me that’s normal even though they still haven’t done it yet. We dated a few more months after that and then we broke up. Typical teenage relationships I guess.

Looking back I use to regret it because I wish it was someone that I love but then I think about it and I don’t regret it at all. After Karl and I broke up, I met a new guy and he turned out to be great and my first real love. We use to do it all the time but he wasn’t my first and I wasn’t his. I use to think back then that I wish I gave my virginity to him instead of Karl but thinking about it now. I think I would’ve been devastated if I gave my v-card to someone I was so in love with at 15 and then we broke up. I remember being so hurt after my first love and I broke up. Imagine if he took my virginity too. I probably would’ve been depressed. I don’t see Karl around, don’t know where he live or what he’s doing but I will never forget him because he was my first.

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