You never forget your first. [MF]

I really enjoy sex and I thought about starting a journal or a blog many times to store some of the sweeter memories but never got around to do it. Since I’ve recently joined reddit and have enjoyed reading the gonewild stories I thought this could be a good place to start. And what better place to start that the start – losing my virginity. I’ve tried to put as much detail as my memory can serve… apologies if it turns it to a long post (it probably will). This is a pretty vanilla story but it was one of my most memorable and special being the first time and with someone I loved. If you want to skip background go to *****.

Monica and I had grown up together our teenage years. We had grown pretty close over the years but I’d never really seen her in a romantic way. We’d considered each other to be best friends – we used to talk to each other every night online (msn back those days) about all kinds of stuff from our homework to music and people were thought were hot and everything else under the sun. She wasn’t like most of the other girls I knew – she knew how to joke around like a guy and I felt really comfortable around her. I’d never really seen her in a romantic way because of this and we used to talk about who our crushes were late into the night over the phone, strategising on what to do etc. Most of my friends used to give me shit because we were kind of inseparable. They’d always try and convince me that she was into me, but I would always tell them that we were just really good friends and I was pretty sure she didnt feel that way about me, and neither did I.

The summer after we both graduated from high school, we both ended up working at a bookshop in the city – it was always busy because because it was on the main strip in town. It was heaps of fun and there was a whole crew of us that had just finished school and got along really well. The pay wasn’t great but we’d go out pretty much every night after work and hang til late. So Monica and I ended up spending a lot of time together, always as friends. There were a couple of guys in the group who were keen on her but she didnt seem to show any interest. Because we lived pretty close, we’d often end up getting the bus home together where she’d tell me about them and we’d kind of both laugh it off. Because I lived closer I’d usually hop off the bus before she did to go home, and then she’d text me when she got home and we’d pretty much chat on msn or the phone for the rest of the night. Needless to say, all the time spent together was starting to make me wonder whether there was something more happening. For years I had been adamant that I had only platonic feelings for her but I couldnt help but feel a little something stirring when she’d ocassionally rest her head on my shoulder on the way home or fall asleep in my lap at the back of the bus.

It was approaching the end of summer and we’d be parting our ways going to different colleges in the same city. We were on the bus (again) both talking about how we’d miss seeing each other every day and that we’d probably end up forming new friendship groups once college started. I felt kind of emotional thinking that we’d grow apart so I offered to stay on the bus and walk her home that night. When I dropped her off at her place she flung her arms around me and gave me a big hug. Time seemed to stand still as we embraced and I squeezed her closer to me as if letting go would mean we’d never see each other again. When we let go we both looked at each other as if to say something more of how the lingering hug meant perhaps more than just friendship. I walked home feeling confused. This girl who I’d known for ages and always considered to be just a friend felt like she was becoming to mean more to me. Did she feel the same? Was it just because we’d spent the summer together? Did I actually see her that way? Hadn’t I been saying all along that she was just like a really good guy friend who happened to have long hair?

The next day on the bus ride home, we again were talking about how we’d miss each other. She started playing with my cheeks (I have dimples) telling me how she’d miss my smile which turned into her somehow playfully biting me on the neck, joking that she was hungry. I was strangely kind of turned on as my neck is an erogenous zone for me. We decided to get off the bus a bit earlier to go eat. When we got off the bus though we found ourselves in a secluded shelter hugging again. This time, she pulled herself close to me and for the first time I felt desire stirring as I felt her young taut body up against mine. I brushed her long black hair to the side as we embraced again and kissed her on her neck which resulted in a deep sigh. I slipped my hand under her loose summer singlet to run my fingers along her back, up and down and then eventually pulled her towards me for our first kiss. We spent over an hour there kissing and grinding up against each other and never made it to dinner. I walked her home, and we held hands for the first time.

On the bus on the way home I was panicking. WTF had just happened. I called on of my friends to tell her what had just happened to get her advice on what she thought it meant and she hit me with the truth bomb. “Duh… I saw this coming from ages away, you clearly like each other. You’ve pretty much been each others boyfriend and girlfriend emotionally for a while now, why do you think she never got with any of those other guys? This is pretty much just the physical manifestation of what is already true emotionally”
She called me that night asking what it meant and me (the asshole) unwilling to accept the truth I told her I needed time. For the next few months as I was trying to come to terms with the truth we became “make out buddies”

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For the rest of the summer, we’d often be found making out in every secluded place we could find. We became experts in finding spots around the city to meet up during our lunch breaks or after work. Whether it be behind the large roman columns at the library, in the store room upstairs at work, in the alleys and laneways of the city, one the grass under the shady trees at the nearby park, you’d find us passionately making up for all that lost time. Because we weren’t officially going out and we didnt really want our friends to know, we did a lot of sneaking around which made it more exciting. We’d try to time lunch breaks together and come back pretending as if nothing had happened even though we’d pretty much been dry humping on our break.

Because we both came from pretty conservative upbringings, both of us were kind of reluctant to go any further, but we were always pushing it. We’d go and watch movies and always book seats up the back. I’d always try to pay attention to the plot but we’d end up kissing and she loved giving me hand jobs while people around us were trying to watch the movie. I loved slipping my hands down her jeans too my fingers finding their way down to stroke her pussy lips and finger her. She would get wet really easily and I remember one time she had to borrow my sweater to tie around her waste because she was completely soaked through her jeans after a hot and heavy session.

Our bus rides home turned into make out sessions too and we’d always find ourselves at the back of the bus later in the night making out. I used to always slip my hand down to her panties, pull them to the side and finger her, while she tried to keep a straight face and gasped under her breath. Id just sit there facing forward, smirking while I furiously fingered her pussy. I’d always look at the driver guiltily as I got off the bus and left her there, panties soaked. We were quite the exhibitionists, as she’d love pulling my cock out behind the seats and stroking it while trying to illicit the same response in me. More than once cars next to us realised what we were doing and either gave me a wink and thumbs up or drove off in horror.

After a few months we finally accepted that we were more than just friend or make out buddies and started going out. We had a really tight friendship group and spent a lot of time with our two of my friends David and Alex from high school – Monica used to refer to our group as the awesome foursome. We pretty much spent every day together and occasionally if we’d been out late we’d sleep over. Monica and I would usually take the couch and end up falling asleep spooning, but on this one occasion, our David brother happened to be overseas so we took his bed. We’d always been conscious of getting caught getting hot and heavy by our friends so now with a closed door, the making out became much more passionate and ended up with me feasting between her thighs and eating her out for the first time. I didn’t particularly enjoy the taste but I just found it so hot how she would writhe and moan as I ran my tongue up an down her lips and darted it in and out of her pussy. Her juices were flowing and she came multiple times (Monica has a gift/curse of cumming quite easily) we were somewhat embarrassed the next day when we realised Monica’s pussy juices were stained all over the sheets.

A few weeks later we were at Alex’s house watching horror movies. We were all getting pretty sleepy and he told Monica and I that we could sleep in his grandma’s flat out out the back (it was a separate house). We told him we’d sleep on the floor to assure him we wouldn’t defile his dear old grandma’s bed (somewhat embarrassed by the incident a few weeks ago) so we put out some blankets and pillows on the carpet to make ourselves comfortable. We turned off the lights to give the illusion that we’d gone to sleep, but were again making out in no time. This time, Monica took control, and our clothes were off in no time. It was the first time we’d been fully naked together. The feeling of her smooth skin brushing up against mine for the first time was incredible. We explored each others bodies for hours as we kissed, and ran our hands and fingers all over each others bodies. She was getting extremely went and was stroking my rock hard cock excitedly, moaning and sighing. She climbed on top of me, and I felt her dripping wet pussy juices on the shaft of my bare cock as she started sliding her lips up and down on my shaft. It felt amazing, and I cupped her small tits, rolling her nipples between my fingers as she slid up and down on it. I wanted to take control so I flipped her on her back and began to tease her with my cock, rubbing the head of it against her pussy lips and the entrance to her hot wet pussy. I could tell she was getting really turned on as she grabbed my ass and tried to pull me in, but I with held, instead sliding the long shaft my cock up against her glistening pussy pressing harder and harder against them as I lifted her legs apart. She broke our furious kissing gasping “God I want you inside me so bad”. I rubbed the head of my cock against her clit a few times, teasing her a bit more. We had’t planned on this happening so had no protection, but we were both so intoxicated by the moment and I couldnt take the moaning and begging anymore. I slowly inched my throbbing hard cock into her bare tight young pussy. She was incredibly wet and warm inside, almost as if her pussy was welcoming me in. I pushed my cock all the way deep inside her and she gasped. I asked her if she was okay. “It feels amazing’ she said. And it was amazing – all those years of friendship and closeness were finally manifesting itself in that moment.We took our time as I entered her pussy over and over again, making love slow and sensual. Her slippery pussy walls felt amazing around my cock and with every stroke I’d try to push even deeper until our hips were grinding and my pelvic bone was rubbing up against her clit, and she’d grip onto my arms as I moved in and out of her, kissing her and running my hands through her hair.

We spent the entire night in that one position, two teenagers, kissing, stroking and touching endlessly until the sun rose but neither of us climaxed. Despite this it was strangely it was satisfying because we knew we were both in love and that our first times had been with someone special. We’d both always expected our first times to be awkward and painful but it had ended up being one of the most beautiful moments of our lives with little regret. The only caveat being some stress and angst he next day as we had to rush to grab a morning after pill. But needless to say that day was the start of what turned out to be and adventurous and lively sex life for the rest of our three year relationship. Much to my fortune, Monica turned out to be quite adventurous and insatiable and I hope to share some of our more exciting and memorable sexcapades in the future.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9ee9a7/you_never_forget_your_first_mf