Where it happened: My Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Ever since even before I started high school, I knew that out of my 3 best friends and I, I would be the first one to lose my virginity. And on Thursday, September 5th, 2013 I was right. I met and started dating my boyfriend in May, 4 months earlier. I’m currently 15 years old and a sophomore in high school and he is 17 and a senior. A month after we started dating, we hit 2nd base together, which was expected, and a few weeks after that, we finally hit 3rd. The most I have ever done before was up to 2nd base, so it was a new experience for me and him. But clearly, I was a virgin and he wasn’t. He has openly told me that he’s had sex with a few girls, but he always told me he would never force me to do anything that I didn’t want to, although he sure as hell wanted to do it. We’ve had many conversations about my virginity and I told him that I wanted my first time to be with him, but I just wasn’t sure if I was ready yet. Physically, I was ready and wanted it, but the pressures of people finding out and judging me really bothered me. Knowing that it was bound to happen sooner or later, I at least wanted to wait until I was 16 years old, in December. Anyways, it was during the school year and we had Thursday off because of some holiday, so we planned on him coming over to my house and just hang around in bed all day like we usually do. So come Thursday night, we were just in my bed and we started making out, which led to him taking off my pants, which led to me taking off his pants.. and he fingered me and then I sucked his dick for a bit, but it returned to making out while we were both pant-less. We were both laying on our sides, and my leg was resting on top of his leg, so our private parts were very close to each other and exposed on top of that. As we continued kissing, we started rubbing our naked lower bodies against each other and teasing and he even stopped kissing me a couple times to say “This goes to show how much self control I have right now” and “This is so hard to resist” or something along those lines. Then, he took his dick and started actually rubbing it on my vagina, but not in a way like he was trying to put it in. It felt really good and was extremely tempting to me, so I started grinding my vagina on his dick even more. He then said “It’s all up to you” and just like that, somehow I shifted and his penis began to start going into me, so he flipped me on my back and hovered on top of me. We continued kissing and he carefully inched his unprotected penis in about half way and then started moving in and out, without breaking the kiss. It started at a slow/normal speed, but as I continued breathing harder and harder with every thrust, he began picking up the pace and going a bit deeper, but still not all of the way because he was too big for me. Luckily, I didn’t bleed at all and it didn’t hurt much except for when he thrusted deep into me. I can estimate that it lasted a total of no more than 3 minutes because we had already had a lot of foreplay beforehand. Continuing on, I knew he didn’t have a condom on and was just about to tell him to get one, but he pulled out of me and came onto my stomach, and cleaned it off of me afterwards. The whole experience itself was completely unexpected and so sudden I can hardly remember it for it was such a blur. Afterwards, we were cuddling naked and just talking and I go “Did that really just happen?” and to this day, almost a week later, I’m still asking myself that.
EPILOGUE
The next day, Friday, he came over after school and we did it again. It was similar to the first time but longer, a tad bit less gentle, and protected. But what was the fun part was Saturday. He came over Saturday evening and we laid in bed the whole entire time. We starting kissing, and that’s where it all began. He took off my shorts, then his, and put a condom on. He then got on top of me and began thrusting, but deeper this time and with more aggression. A minute or two passed and he said “Your turn” and laid on his back and motioned for me to get on top of him. I slowly hovered over him as he directed his penis in me and then BAM he thrusted into me so fast and deep that it actually hurt. I couldn’t completely sit all the way on him because of the slight pain, but he continued thrusting not so gently. We then got called to dinner, so we had to get dressed and go “eat”. Then we rushed back into my room to finish what we started. The same beginning process reoccured and I was on top of him again. Like I said, I couldn’t sit up straight, so I laid on top of him and kissed him and his neck as he mounted his feet to my bed and thrusted in and out of me quicker than ever before. This position felt so good, which I made clear, which then made him go even quicker. Soon, he came into the condom and we were back to cuddling. Not even an hour later and we did it again. This basically went the same way except we were a different direction on my bed. Laying on top of him while he went into me was the best. After round 2, we were cuddling sideways on my bed, and he started getting really touchy while we were kissing and I said to him, “What, are you trying for round 3???” and he just smirked and kissed me again while he took off my pants. I then got up to get the last condom we had, and we were at it again. We started with him on top, then me on top. At this point, I started riding and grinding on him while he thrusted in and out of me. After a few minutes of me biting his neck and lip so I wouldn’t be so loud, he flipped me over and grabbed my hips and put them in the air. Then, he mounted himself behind me, put it in and starting going in and out all while grabbing my butt and hips. This was interesting because I could look under me and watch it while it was happening. All of a sudden, he pulled out and stopped and said that the condom broke because there wasn’t enough lubrication. But, since there was no cum in it, and he pulled right out, we were okay. After that, he was already running late since it was 10:30 and he had to be home by 11. After a crazy night like that, I was ready to go to bed.