Where it happened: at my cousins house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
My first time was not how I hoped it would be. I was staying at my cousin Courtney’s house because my mom, in all her infinite wisdom, had gotten drunk and hit a cop so she went to jail for three months. My cousin lived in a trashy trailer park and hung out some guys a little older than us, they were sophomores in high school. Being my naïve self, I thought that made them cool. Anyways, one of them, a guy named Chris, kept staring at me in a creepy sort of way, but Courtney said that’s just what guys do when they think you’re hot, so I went with it. Chris wasn’t exactly a good kid; in fact he had been expelled from two different schools and had even spent time in juvie. Unfortunately, I found that exciting at that age and began flirting with him. Courtney was “in love” with Chris’s friend David and she had already had sex with him (that winter she found out she was pregnant with his kid). Chris and David came over in the middle of the afternoon and asked if we wanted to go for a walk. My aunt and uncle were both at work, so Courtney asked if they just wanted to chill there which they immediately took her up on. We spent the afternoon stealing shots from the enormous collection of alcohol my aunt and uncle kept on top of their refrigerator. We mixed vodka, whiskey, gin, and everything else we could find up there with kool aid, thinking if we just took a little from each bottle, they would never know.
So after just four drinks I was drunk for the very first time and I was feeling quite nauseous. I had never drank before and I didn’t want to look stupid so I drank another drink, then another, until I could not drink anymore without puking. I really had to pee by that point so I stood up which was a mistake because I felt even worse. I managed to get down the hall to the bathroom, but I accidentally pissed my cut off jean shorts before I could pull them down and sit on the toilet. I was so drunk that I wasn’t even embarrassed; in fact I can remember standing there with pee running down my leg and laughing. At least Chris hadn’t seen it. I stumbled to Courtney’s room (which we were sharing) to find some dry clothes. I shut the door and peeled my sopping wet shorts and panties off then tried to walk toward my suitcase in the corner, but my knees felt weak and I had to sit down so I sat down heavily on Courtney’s bed. The room was spinning and I was too dizzy to even sit up so I laid back, pants less with my legs hanging off the bed.
I laid there for a while and let the world spin around me then I heard the door open and I suddenly realized that I was laying there without any pants on. I was able to lift my head and see Chris standing in the doorway looking directly at my crotch, which was pointed right at him. I pulled my legs together and forced myself to sit up. He walked in, shutting the door behind him, and sat down on the bed next to me. Part of me liked that he had seen my cootchie, but at the same time I was embarrassed and a little angry that he just barged in.
Chris asked if I was okay, and with a slur even I noticed I said I was fine. He looked me up and down and told me I was indeed fine. I felt really vulnerable at that point and asked where Courtney and David were. He told me they had walked to the gas station to see if they could steal some cigarettes. Then he leaned in tried to kiss me. I say tried cause I had never kissed a boy before and I was drunk so what he got in return was a sloppy, open mouthed dog kiss. He then asked if I had ever kissed before, and I lied and said yes. He informed me that I didn’t need to lick his tonsils when I kissed him. He leaned in and tried again. This time I let him do the work and I was pleasantly surprised at how good it felt. As we were kissing I felt his hand touch, then rest, on my bare knee. I wasn’t sure what to do. I liked kissing him, and he wasn’t being forceful so I just continued making out with him. I wasn’t completely innocent at that time, I had experimented with masturbation several times and had even given myself a few orgasms, and as we continued to make out I began to tingle all over, but especially down there. Chris put his other arm across me and laid me back on the bed where he continued to kiss me. He pressed his body up against my side and I could feel his hard on through his jeans. By this time I was slippery with my juices and the alcohol had taken away any inhibitions, so when he started moving his hand up my inner thigh I didn’t stop him. I wasn’t sure where things were going, but I didn’t want him to stop kissing me. Then his hand reached my cootchie and I stiffened. He must’ve sensed this because he quit kissing me and looked at me. He asked if I was a virgin and I didn’t know what to say. Obviously I was, but would he still like me if I told him I was? Again I lied and said no, I made the excuse that his hands were cold, which they kind of were. He came right out and asked if I wanted to “do it” with him. I told him to kiss me without answering because I didn’t know if I did want to have sex. He kissed me again, with the same soft and sensual touch, but with a little more eagerness this time.
I just getting back into the kissing when he slipped a finger between my pussy lips, but he didn’t enter me. My clit was throbbing and my cootchie was so wet it was dribbling down my butt crack. I pulled back from the kiss and looked him in the eyes. I told him that I did want to have sex, but he had to be gentle. He promised he would and stood up. He undressed with furious speed and I got my first look at his penis, which was big and stiff as it stood at attention. It didn’t feel that big when he was pressing it against me, and I was wondering if it would hurt and how bad. Thinking back now I think his penis was around 7 or 8 inches and quite thick. I remember thinking it looked like a giant, crazy mushroom with a purple head. He crawled on the bed and began kissing me as he pressed his meat pole against my tummy. Then, he grabbed his penis and put it on my opening. The look in his eyes was wild as he tried to push it in me. It hurt like hell and I squealed and recoiled feeling like my cootchie was being torn wide open. He looked down at me with a flash of concern in his eyes which quickly vanished as the wild look came back and he grabbed my shoulder to keep from pulling away. He pushed harder the second time and I felt like I was being split in two as he pushed his penis up inside me. I felt him hit bottom and he pulled back then pushed back in. I was in too much pain to scream and I laid there breathless as he pulled back and with a moan he pushed in one more time and I felt him squirt his sperm inside me. As he came in me he tensed up and his face contorted into a grimace of intense pleasure. He pulled out as soon as he was done squirting in me and rolled over on his back next to me. I was hurting too much to move let alone get up so I just laid there. I could feel that the bed under me was wet and I put my hand down and gingerly touched my cootchie to see if it was still there. When I pulled my hand back up it was bloody with some of his cum mixed in.
I never told Courtney or anyone else about my first time, but I didn’t drink for several years after that….
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