Where it happened: front seat of his car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
It was prom night-his senior prom, not mine. I was a junior. It was sort of understood that you’d lose your virginity at senior prom if you hadn’t already, but I was still considering saving it for marriage. Well, he got me the corsage and I wore my Mom’s maxi dress, which made me look very built, and we went to a Chinese restaurant first. My fortune cookie said “Accept the next proposition you hear,” whereupon my date whispered “make love to me tonight.”
He tried to make it romantic, but it really wasn’t. For one thing, we were double dating with another couple who were doing it in the back seat. We were stuck in the front, in bucket seats. Two words: gear shift. Two more: not comfortable. It was a pretty big let-down, because we’d been going out for a year, and heavy petting to the point where we wanted to do it so badly the only way NOT to do it was to say goodnight, almost every night. So I thought it was going to be exactly what my body told me it was craving.
I was amazed when we finally did it, that it was so painful, uncomfortable, and unsexy. But he seemed to be having a great time and I didn’t want to ruin it for him. I literally bit a purple circle into my arm trying not to scream, which I let him imagine was because I was in the throes of petit mort, but nothing could have been further from the truth.
We went on to have decent sex later, but that experience taught me that “first love” in general, and in particular virginity, are vastly overrated.
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