My name is Molly and this is how I lost my virginity to an older guy.
My days ran together since my sexual experience with Joseph.
I was haunted by the images of what we did in his car that night. His eyes on me as he stroked, The way my whole body felt on fire, Watching him cum all over himself… I loved imagining how far it could have gone.
We had sent sexy messages to each other here and there. I didn’t want to come off as too needy. But I needed him and was aching to see him again. He planned to pick me up tonight and I told my parents I was going to hang out with Alice.
“Are you spending the night?” Mom always sounded like she was accusing me of something when she asked me questions.
“Probably not. But, I’ll let you know if we drink too much…” I laughed and gave her a snarky smile.
“That’s not funny, Molly Ann.” My mom was not much of a joker. One night when my dad was out in the garage working on his bike he had been drinking and let slip that in their teens she had been quite a wild child. Apparently she used to mix her antidepressants with tequila and they’d have sex…