I lost my virginity when I was 19. Yes, pretty late some would say. But others may say that it could be to early. Whatever, let’s begin. And sorry for my English, it’s not my native language. And if you think that I should add something, tell me.
That happened during summer. I really like summer. A good season. I like warm and sunny weather.
And speaking on my appearance, I had red short hair (a bit of pixie style), a number of freckles, quite fit (while I didn’t do much sport, I wasn’t fat). My height is 171 cm.
But I’ve never thought about being sexy. Well, maybe simpicity can be understood as being sexy for some people. Like I don’t like to colour my nails and I know some men who like that. I didn’t put much make up. And speaking on my clothes, I preferred to wear jeans and some T-shirts.
I met him at park. To be more precisely, it was him who met me. I was on a walk with my friend (another girl) and he approached to us trying to introduce himself and asking for a cafe.
I didn’t like that at first. In my opinion, it’s a bit rude to introduce like that. Well, we didn’t intend to meet anyone. So he left us. Later my friend had to leave earlier but I decided to stay at that park for a little bit longer. And again he approached to me. That time he has some flowers and told me that he was very sorry at first. I like that flowers and accepted his apologises.
We began to talk. It happened that we were both studying the same university. Both in the field of medicine. But he was older, he was 24. And while I was the resident of my town, he was a foreign student. He was from Nigeria. I also should add that I lived in a very white town and let’s say, it wasn’t rare to see some people with very conservatie approach. But I didn’t care.
After talking, we went to cafe. It was placed in a basement of the building. We found some dark corner at it, ordered coffee and continued out talk. There was a great variety of things we were talking about but while doint that he began to touch my back. I was sitting in the corner, he was sitting near me thus hiding me and there were no other people except two of us (don’t know why but people began to come only after we decided to leave the place). At first he touched my back through my T-shirt but then he found an empty space between my jeans and T-shirt and touched me there and after a while his hand was under my T-shirt.
I thought about telling him that it’s not but at the same point I liked his move. After leaving the cafe, I kissed him, I gave him my telephone number and we agreed to meet him the very next weekend.
For two months we’ve been dating. We have kissed, I’ve sitting on his knees while he was sitting, hugging. It was very nice and very gentle. I liked his body. He was fit. Not a lot of muscles but let’s say it was solid. And I felt save near him.
That day when I lost my virginity happened after we visited a рookah lounge. It was funny to try and I relaxed a lot. He asked me if I want to rest, I said that I wanted, he smiled and told me that he predicted that answer. We went to the taxi and went to the hotel.
My heart was bitting a lot at that moment. I wasn’t against trying that, we’ve been talking about that, but it was a bit in joking manner, like some dreams, but not real.
But I decided to finally try it. We went into hotel room, took off our shoes and lied on bed. He began to kiss and hug me. His hands at first touched my back but then he appeared to get them lower and finally he squeezed my buttocks (putting his hands under my jeans and underwear). I did the same thing too. :)
Then he asked me to up my hands. I did that and he took of my T-shirt and then my bra. He told me that he liked my freckles and began to kiss my breasts. Also he bitted my nipples.
I closed my eyes, spreaded my hands and let him to do what he wanted. He took off my jeans and underwear, making me completely nude and began his play with my body. I really liked that and asked for more. Then I opened my eyes.
He took off his pants and I was a bit embarrassed to see the first nude man in my life. And his thing was looking like a stick, he was hard. I like that he didn’t have any pubic hair. I was a bit ashamed of my pubic hair, but he told me that it was accurate and he liked them being red too.
What happened next was a real mix of pleasure and pain. I wanted that and I didn’t want that at the same moment. It was painful to lose but I liked the feeling of being loved. I was lying on my back and he was over me. After he cummed, he stopped and we just hugged for a bit. It was very calm.
Having a bit of a rest, we continued. This time I was on top and he was lying. But his hand kept touching my body. And I liked that.
We didn’t stop and continued our experiments. Bareback, standing, sitting, every pose was a pleasure. The ending of our play was a shower together. Simple but good.
In conclusion, we have been dating for year and a half. But after that he came back to his homeland. Yes, it was sad. But things happen.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8cocs8/f_losing_my_virginity