Sex story of the day
The first time I had sex with my boyfriend was October 31, 2007, Diwali. I remember it clearly – he had gotten jumped earlier that day, on the way home, and he beat both of those boys’ asses (not lying, I saw it). My family had just moved out of our old house and rented it out to my boyfriend and his family. For some reason my mother decided to let him spend the night at our house.
We had already experimented with oral in our old houses, so after everyone went to sleep we got up and locked my bedroom door. He took off all my clothes (we had done so much already that I wasn’t nervous) and he started fingering me. Then he put on a condom and slid his dick inside my pussy.
Everybody else made sex out to be the best thing ever and they tell the story as if it was great from dick-in to dick-out. Well, that shit hurt! Anyway, we kept doing it until he came. I didn’t come the first time because, like I said, it hurt! It was the same for the first five (give or take) times, which sucked for me. Now we’ve just had our one-year anniversary. I have orgasms now – do you think I would still be doing it if I didn’t?
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February 13th, 2009 at 8:37 pm
i liked this story very much. it is very interesting.
February 21st, 2009 at 9:29 am
Everybody else made sex out to be the best thing ever and they tell the story as if it was great from dick-in to dick-out. Well, that shit hurt! Anyway, we kept doing it until he came. I didn’t come the first time because, like I said, it hurt! It was the same for the first five (give or take) times, which sucked for me. Now we’ve just had our one-year anniversary. I have orgasms now – do you think I would still be doing it if I didn’t?
February 28th, 2009 at 5:35 pm
how lucky you both are when your home empty 4 rent again lol by the way enjoy ur life time nevér comes again its like a bullet which never come back after fire