Where it happened: His place
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
I had been going out with the love of my life (I was 15). We broke up after 4 months but
continued to get with each other every few months or so. I was still very much in love with him so I suppose this made me very confused. After each encounter (which would be magical) he would not speak to me for a while, I would then swear that I’d never let it happen again. Of course I wasn’t that strong.
A few months after the previous hookup we started talking on the phone and were pleased to be chatting to each other. The next day he called and invited me to go to his friend’s 18th birthday party with him. I was drinking at the party and wanted him to come and dance with me. I was pretty horny that nite and was trying to kiss him but he would keep saying, “later”. The party was not that good so him, his friend and I left to go home. His friend stayed at the house for a little while. Meanwhile I was getting very tired. Eventually the friend left and we prepared to go to sleep. His sister was away for the weekend so I was supposed to sleep in her room (which is next to his). Dressed in red flannel PJs and long woolen socks (it was winter and very cold), I walked into his room to ‘talk’. He was in his double bed and I was standing next to it shivering cold. He noticed this and pulled back the sheets to offer me a side of the bed. I got in, he responded with “cool”. I guess he was thinking the same thing as I was cause we didn’t ‘talk’ at all. He moved over to me and started kissing me on the lips. Gently at first and then harder. We were getting pretty worked up. I reached down and grasped his dick and started to rub rhythmically up and down. We had done this a hundred times before when we were going out. The furtherest we’d ever gone, however, was me giving him a blow job and him fingering me.
He unbuttoned my top and started kissing my breasts. I LOVE THIS – second only to ears. Shortly after, he moved his hands down to touch the wetness between my legs. In my mind I kept repeating “I want this sooo bad”. He must have read my mind because he clumsely took off my pants and underpants. I protested saying that “This is not really fair”, so I started taking his pants of too. We contiued to kiss and he moved to put himself inside me. I quickly reminded him to use protection. He got a condom from his desk and put it on himself. I must have gotten a quick preview of what the pain was going to be like from his first attempt cause that made me freeze a little more. He put it all in on the the first attempt. “Holy #$%&!!” Nothing could have prepared me for that pain. It was like none other I’d ever had. I was just about to tell him to get the fuck out when all of a sudden the pain subsided and I felt nothing. Not pain not Pleasure. It was over pretty quick when I heard his mum drive home at 2am from the coast. I sprinted naked back to my room and slept the nite thinking what a disappointment that was. God must be male cause Sex is great for guys come rain, hail or shine. P.S I kept my Socks on the whole time..he thought this was really funny.
He dropped me home the next day and said nothing for the 30min trip. I tried to get him to talk about the event but ..NOTHING. He kissed me on the cheek goodbye and left. We’ve never talked about it since. It made me so confused cause I still loved him and I didn’t know if I was a one nite stand to him or what…He used to be so in love with me and everything was perfect. I hate the morning after syndrome. But I kept my promise this time…NEVER AGAIN.
P.P.S. sex was MUCH better the next time when I had an animal nite with an English guy in Bali.
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