Where it happened: Deer Camp
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Where I live in northern Wisconsin the woods are dotted with what we call deer camps. These are usually basic little cabins, with bunks and a wood stove, where guys gather each November to drink beer, play cards and occasionally shoot a deer. It was in one of these deer camps that I gave up my virginity.
Tim and I were the good kids in town- honor students, athletes, class officers, active in our churches. Our fathers were the town’s two pastors, my dad at the Lutheran church and Tim’s at the Church of Christ. I think we were the only kids in our school who weren’t sexually active. There isn’t much else to do in a backwoods little town. Tim and I took our Christian faith seriously and had resisted temptation for the three years we dated. We had done nothing more than kiss until two days before my eighteenth birthday. That evening Tim and I rather mutually decided to try making love.
A small town doesn’t offer many romantic venues for two kids and I wasn’t going to have my first time in Tim’s backseat or out in some field. Tim suggested his family’s deer camp. We drove the few miles out to the camp and found the key. The place smelled of beer and old socks and who knows what so we opened the windows to air it out. The generator was gone but we scrounged some candles. The late spring evening was cool so we built a fire in the stove. Tim got a blanket from his trunk and we put a mattress on the floor, covered with the blanket. I remember sitting at the table, looking at that mattress on the floor and thinking My God, I’m about to be deflowered on that. Soon Tim and I began kissing and making out, then undressing each other. I’m of Asian descent, having been adopted from Taiwan as an infant. I’m proud of my heritage and love my straight black hair and almond eyes but I don’t love my tiny Asian bosom. Today, middle aged and with three kids, I am an A cup but in high school I had nothing on top. Nothing but flat. Two dime-sized nipples on an acre of flat. Of course I was teased about my mosquito bites in every gym lockerroom and was very insecure about them. So when Tim removed my padded bra and was all over my tiny breasts, telling me how lovely they were, I loved it. They were the first breasts he had ever seen and I guess he wasn’t fussy. We continued undressing in the candlelight and when I reached the point of pulling down Tim’s shorts my heart sank. I had never seen an adult penis before and Tim’s was quite large. I looked at that big grotesque thing and wondered how I could ever take it inside me. I had never even had a tampon inside me and now that ugly purpleheaded menace was going to be the first thing to penetrate me? My older sister and best friends Jenny and MaryBrooke had all had painful, bloody initiations and had told me their horror stories. (Poor Jenny had been raped by her mother’s drunken boyfriend when she was twelve. Talk about horror!). I was expecting to suffer the Torments of The Damned when I laid down naked on that mattress
Tim returned to my breasts (or lack thereof), suckling on my little brown nipples. Then he kissed his way down my body and began perfoming cunnilingus on me. I hadn’t expected that from a guy as inexperianced as him but I loved it! Tim’s lips and tongue felt wonderful as he ate me out like a veteren. I didn’t orgasm (at that point I had never had an orgasm) but I thoroughly enjoyed the new sensations he was creating for me. Next Tim moved up and asked me to return the oral favors. For me, fellatio was a bigger hurdle than intercourse. A decent Christian girl didn’t suck cock and she certainly didn’t let a guy ejaculate in her mouth. To me it seemed totally slutty but my friends had all told me you have to do it for the guy and it seemed only fair after Tim had gone down on me. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. For a minute or two I choked on the thing, wondering how it would ever fit in me and scared that Tim might ejaculate. Then I managed to extricate him and whispered that I wanted him inside me. That was far from true- I wanted him out of my mouth before he came and I wanted intercourse before my nerve failed.
Tim mounted me and I braced myself for the ordeal I knew was coming. To my surprise, it didn’t happen that way. There was a twinge of pain as Tim pushed into me and we later found a spot of blood on the blanket but it certainly wasn’t the searing agony I had anticipated. The pain I did feel was more from being stretched in unused muscles rather than tearing tissues. Maybe my hymen wasn’t intact but I took him inside me with very little suffering- just a new feeling of being so full and stretched to the limit. Tim held still inside me for a moment as we kissed and giggled, savoring our accomplishment. When my discomfort had diminished a little he began thrusting into me. I clutched at the sheets and gritted my teeth at the feeling of being ripped open by him. It wasn’t really painful but more very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Tim was like most virgins , I suppose, and didn’t last long. After a minute he groaned as he ejaculated deep inside me, completing our initiations.
This fall my son Gunner will be going to his first deer camp with his father. Maybe he will get his first deer but, either way, I know he will come back with many memories. I’m sure he and his father would be surprised to learn that Mom has her own fond memories of deer camp.
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