I lost my virginity in the summer between 10th and 11th grade to a girl I barely knew.
She was a friend of a friend who I had met at camp. I went to a small, private high school and had known my classmates since we were all 5 years old. With only about 45 girls in my grade, the pickings were sort of slim, so it was nice to be away from all that and meet someone new.
But, as I said, I barely knew her. I only knew her first name, which was Anna. I didn’t even learn her last name. We met when my friend from camp invited some of us to his house for a cookout. I did not know any one else there, save a few other campers, but I managed to hit it off with this girl. She wasn’t extremely pretty or anything, but she was new and seemed to enjoy talking to me. We started to text each other every day after that, but it wasn’t serious. Just playful flirting like asking her how her day was. It wasn’t even PG-13 stuff. When she finally decides she wants to see me again, I leapt at the opportunity. I got myself dressed up and drove myself to her house arriving 5 minutes late so she has that extra time to make herself look nice.
I rang the doorbell and she invited me in. She took my hand and then dragged me to her bedroom. Being a stupid 16-year-old, I had no idea what was going on. I was just excited someone was going to see a movie with me. Guess that wasn’t going to happen now. We get to her room and she started making out with me.
Now, Anna was my first real girlfriend. Even I use that term loosely, but still, I thought that making out was a little odd on the first date just based on my knowledge teen romantic comedy movies. Of course, how could I say no to a little tongue action?
It wasn’t until we sat on her bed and she started taking off my shirt did I start thinking something wrong was going on. Then she took her shirt off. Then her pants. Then my pants. Then her bra.
I didn’t even get a chance to really experience the first time some girl showed me her boobs because by the time I saw them she had already managed to pull down my boxers. Little Me was already standing at attention and she wasted no time introducing him to her hand and then her tongue.
All I could think was, “Well, this is interesting.” Pleasure never even entered my mind. I was just worried what would happen next.
After she spent a little time down there, it was time for the big show. She slipped out of her pink polka-dotted panties and asked me if I had a condom. Well, considering I just wanted to see a movie, I wasn’t exactly ready for that moment. I told her no, but she opened her drawer and picked one out. She ripped the package open and began to put it on me. She asked if I was a virgin and I told her I was. Apparently, I was going to be her first time too. So much for the romance. That was clearly not going to happen.
I laid there with my back on her bed and she got in position. 3 2 1 and touchdown. I didn’t have to a thing. She just kinda sat there and wiggled around on top of me. Finally she figured out that sex involved more than just sitting on a penis, so she started to bounce on top of me, hoping that would finally do the trick. I tried to help, but I was still in shock. After a few minutes, I finally snapped out of it and put every porn move I had seen into action, which probably wasn’t the best idea, but it got the job done. I actually managed to last about 10 minutes but she actually had an orgasm before I did. That’s right ladies, not only did I give her an orgasm the first time, but I was not a minute man either. Impressive, I know, especially for a horny 16-year-old virgin.
After she let me finish, we both laid there for a while trying to catch our breath and stop sweating. Then she got up, put her underwear back on and tells me “That was fun. I guess we’re done now.” Huh? I put my clothes on and she took me down to the front door. All she said was “goodbye” and closed the door behind me.
I tried to text her and call her back, but she never responded. To this day, I can’t remember her last name (if I even learned it in the first place) and the one time I tried to friend her on Facebook, I discovered she had blocked me.
As I said, the term “girlfriend” hardly applies here, but it’s better than thinking I was some poor guy she used to sex her up only to ditch immediately afterward. I was just her boyfriend for about 15 minutes. I am not a sex toy.
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