I'm in my early 20s and have hidden to everyone that I am a virgin. But that is no longer true as I have lost it recently. I have that story here. It's a little NSFW since it goes into detail.
I went to the capital city to party and I met this girl a couple months back. We made out and danced and what not and I got her number. I was with a friend and she was with a friend and my friend was with her friend. But I didn't do anything else with her that night. Also, turns out her friend hated my friend. Good start!
We continued to chat the next few weeks, via text. I live a couple hours away, but I decided to head back to the capital and we planned to hook up. This was my chance guys!
Well, nothing happens Friday as I go out with my friend and she does something else. Saturday she invites me over to her place. I ask her if I can bring wine and she says she doesn't drink wine, that she likes Smirnoff Ice, goddamnit. How can a 28 year old woman not like wine? Furthermore, Smirnoff Ice? Oh well, I get her that and some beer for myself. Get in a taxi and head on over.
So I arrive to her place and I go up and we sit on her couch. It's a little awkward at first because the only time I had spent with her was when I was somewhat drunk. Not a big deal though, I'm a jokester and jokes help lighten a situation right up.
Anyway, she drinks her Smirnoff and me my beer. I feel very hot though. My face was burning up. I was getting a cold. I took a couple sips of beer and that's all. I became incredibly tired as we sat on the couch and watched some stupid reality TV show. We also talked about stuff, such as how she doesn't believe in religion but that she believes in a higher power. That's a first.
I ease my way into intimacy, putting my hand on her thigh and then I look her dead in the eyes ready to pounce but awkwardly back away. This happened a few times actually and she giggled nervously in reply. Help a virgin out girl!
Eventually I man up and we start making out. Her breath is a little rotten from the sweet tinge of Smirnoff Ice. Bad breath is a real turn-off, but not so much for me to stop what I was doing; besides, it only popped up once in a while.
So I dunno, we kiss for like 40 or so minutes on the couch. I tried to get my hand between her thighs and into her groinal area but her thighs were too damn tight. She made no effort to accommodate me and certainly no effort to turn me on. I mean, I'm no sex expert, but this was very vanilla.
After the kissing we just stop kissing and go back to watching whatever was on TV. At this point I suspect that maybe sex isn't in the books and I don't care because I'm feeling very tired at this point and I could've been close to falling asleep right then and there. But then when all hope was lost, she says, "do you wanna go to the bed?" I briskly pop my slightly slumped head up and reply affirmatively. I realize my overt enthusiasm and tone it back down with, "I mean, well, sure. That sounds alright."
I really don't feel great at this point but I put that aside so I can pop my flower and get it over with. We make out some more and I cope some feels here and there. You know how it goes. Eventually, I rub her through her pants for a minute or so and then I make a bold move and remove her pants. I was really stepping out of my comfort zone here. Actually I think I take her shirt off first, I dunno.
I had googled "where is the clit" prior to this meeting and basically it's a little flappy thing in the upper region there in the vagina. I'm kissing her as I try to locate it and bingo! Well, at least what I thought it was. I kept readjusting my fingers on it because I keep falling off of it, with my fingers. It was a little dry at first and I hadn' t licked my fingers but I was too shy to pull em out and lick them.
In some way, I was practicing my acting capabilities here because I hadn't told her I was a virgin. Basically my role was to act as though I knew what I was doing, and well, let's just say I'm no leading man.
Anyway, she starts moaning. I couldn't tell if she was faking it but I just assumed she was while simultaneously believing it to be genuine. I accepted she was faking not to give her the satisfaction that she believed that I fell for her fake out, and I accepted it to be real because it's my first time and I'm doing it well, goddamnit. Also she was wet guys, so it must've been working.
I take her bra off next. That went smoothly. Also be aware that she is on her back the entire time and never once makes a gesture towards me. She doesn't grab my dick. Also, she doesn't help me with my clothing. I don't know if those are things you do but it sounds right. I just take off my shirt somewhere in the act.
So I keep rubbing for like, 15 minutes I guess, while I kiss her chest and neck and her lips and whatever. I didn't know what the etiquette was here, so I just decide to pull my penis out. I put on a condom, pull my pants off and in I go.
Some technical difficulties occur.
For starters, I wanted for her to get on top of me. Let her have control to better guide the virgin through his first act. But she sorta refuses. Like, I try to indicate to her by slightly pulling her but I guess she doesn't get the message. So now we're facing each other on our sides, and I decide to try putting it in. I can't figure it out. I don't think this is a position that works, or maybe it does and I just don't know how to get it to work. I quickly get her back on her back and figure missionary is the best bet.
I have trouble locating exactly where to put it. I mean, it is dark and I have yet to develop muscle memory for this stuff, so please understand that I prodded her vagina's exterior a couple times before I found the entrance. I actually had to look down to see where the fuck to put my dick. And when I'm finally in, I don't realize I'm in! I start thrusting and the feeling is very slight.
I deliberated over the lack of feel later on and I just dunno. Is it the condom? Is she loose? Am I small? Is it because of the masturbating? Have I been eating too many GMO foods?
I expected that I'd cum the instant I put it in as everyone says virgins do but that was very far from the truth. Maybe it was the lack of feel, or that I was getting sick, or that I just wasn't very into it; but it took me a lot longer than I expected. Half an hour maybe? I even lost a little of my erection halfway through and had to think happy thoughts. Some very beautiful lovemaking at play here.
But I prospered and came. I threw the condom in the toilet and flushed. Later I come on r/sex and see everyone saying not to flush condoms down the toilet.
Anyway we spoon and then I wake up in the morning with a sore throat and she's telling me, "don't you need to get back to your friend's house?" I figured it was just as bad for her as it was for me and she wanted me out, or maybe she just had a tough time sleeping because, as I realized, it's tough sleeping with someone else. I didn't care either way.
I had a horrible time and I felt repulsed afterwards, but it could've been much worse. Probably.
I didn't expect to hear back from her.
The next day I get a message from her. She's very bubbly. She wants a picture of me. She wants me to come back and stay with her a weekend. She also has a secret she wants to share.
"What's that?"
"You were my first. <3"