Where it happened: Living Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My first time happend quickly. I was 18 and visiting a high school friend and a neighboring college. He lived with two other guys who were both really nice – I had an instant attraction to one of them. The first time we met, he had a girlfriend, so our flirting was harmless. I never though I’d be the kind of girl he would be attracted to. Fourth of July weekend he joined my high school friend on a trip back to the city we were from. A large group of us partied at a home owned by one of our parents, but the house was ours for the weekend. The number of people outnumbered the bedrooms that were available and he indicated he would be bunking up with me. I was excited and nervous – not for what might happen, but for what my high school friend would think. He and I had been good friends for years and I didn’t want to be a part of an awkward triangle of lust. That weekend, we kissed and I jerked him off with my hand and that was it. He acted strange toward me for the next few weeks (although he was quite satisfied that night). A few months passed and when he returned to college, I visited one weekend for a football game. Everything seemed to return to normal, the flirting was back and I was just happy to have moved on from our crazy night at the house. It was time for bed and I would be sleeping on the sofa in the living room. He and I were the only two still awake and watching TV and we started kissing. After our experience at the house where he acted strange the next day I was a little removed from him emotionally, and instead of being completely turned on by him, I was turned on by the power I had over how much I could make him squirm. I knew this would be the night, and I thought it probably wouldn’t hurt to have my first time be with someone who I really liked, and called a friend, but who I knew couldn’t break my heart. After kissing for a while, we ended up naked and he got up to get a condom. When he came back, he had fumbly lowered himself onto, then into me. He began thrusting and remember thinking, is this it? It seemed very tiny and pointed very upright. At the time I thought it felt like one of those little cocktain weiner sausages you eat at parties. I wished it had lasted longer, and on a few occasions it did but we were a product of poor timing. When I wanted him, he was busy and when he wanted me, I was not interested. We’re both married to other people, but the night lives on in my memories every couple of years.
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