|Posting Date||2008-03-24 22:02:52|
|Author||NgaireNZ - click link to view profile|
|Category||slept with a boy/girl|
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My boyfriend and I started going out when we were quite young and began fooling around when we were about 13. Anyway it started getting serious one afternoon when we'd been swimming at the lake and we had gone into the bushes where no one would interupt us and then to make a long story short his horny shaft had gone into my vagina sufficient (perhaps an inch or two) that it broke my hymen, and it had frightened me so much I made him stop, but he was climaxing anyway and he ended up squirting his stuff all in my pubics.
It was a mess. We both regretted it, particularly I supposedbecause we had previously agreed to wait till we got married, which we thought would happen one day.
We never went that far again, but anyway after watching a porn movie one day we decided to try it out and go down on each other and he then licked my clitoris as I sucked off his cock and had him ejaculate in my mouth. He loved it. I also liked the power that I felt it gave me over him. It became our regular thing instead of having sex as some kids did. So far as we were concerned, although my hymen had been broken and I was technically not a virgin, we never did have sex, and would wait until our wedding night for that to happen.
The problem was that he also had an older brother, who I really thought was cute, perhaps even the cutest guy I knew; but because he was five years older and could likely have had any girl he wanted it didn't seem to be a threat. He would kid with me and treat me like a younger sister.
I was walking home from school one day when his older brother came by in his old pickup truck and had stopped and offered me a ride. I accepted. He worked as a handyman and said to me that he needed to stop by at one of the cabins by the lake and fix something. Did I mind? I said I didn't, so we drove down there and went into this cabin, and then went into this bedroom where we started making out.
I didn't really gather the seriousness of it all until suddenly his hand went underneath my skirt and then into my panties where he felt the wetness of my crotch inside. His finger then went in me. The kissing was intense. I made him promise not to tell his brother. I promised, and then felt him pushing off my panties as I realized what it was that was about to happen.
I pushed his hand and told him we should stop. He was pushing off his jeans and I could see his cock already, so much bigger than his brothers! I told him no! I was trying to get off the bed, my panties on the floor. His knee was in between my thighs, now forcing them apart. I was crying now, and telling him to stop. He forced my knees apart, his cock now pushing up against me where it shouldn't, seeking for the entrance to my sex! I couldn't stop him! Suddenly I felt it going in. He was calling me a slut and filthy names. I cried, and let him fuck me. It wasn't what I wanted my first time!
We finished. I told him that I needed to go home. He drove me there. He promised me he'd never tell his brother.
I had lost my dignity and every reason that there had been not to have sex with my boyfriend after that. We started, once or twice a month. I took the pill and turned sixteen a month later and have been sexually active since. Such is the true story of my first time.