A- D and I hadn't seen each other in 2 weeks. When we met up, we drove out to a park and parked the car. It was the pouring rain and we immeadiately started making out. Things got heated fast and he reached for the zipper on my pants. We hadn't gone that far before and I was freaked out. My heart started beating out of my chest. "I don't want to do anything you don't want to" D said. I replied "I want it" and he dove right in. It was amazing. He reclined the seat back and laid on top of me. Ever the people pleaser, D would ask me where and how to touch me, what was feeling the best, and telling me how sexy it was when I would moan. I was sweating and arching my back because the pleasure was too much. When it finally built up, I closed my eyes, moaned his name, and was in absolute ecstacy. When we finally calmed down, D and I realized that all the windows had fogged up and the car was literally steaming. We ran outside and jumped on the hood of the car and made out. We got back in the car soaking wet and satisfied.

B- It was like any other night at his house. Chilling on his bed and watching TV or playing video games. Or we'd just be making out. Usually making out, just like that night. Before he'd always try to take my pants off, but I wouldn't let him. I was too scared. This time was different though. We were making out very heavily and I wanted more pleasure. So when his hands went down south, I didn't stop him. He took my pants off and went for it. God, it felt so good. It's sooo much better than fingering yourself. He was fingering me pretty hard and he told me that I was really wet, like almost too wet. He turned the light on and his fingers were covered in blood. My cherry was popped. S is a huge germaphobe. I was expecting him to run around the room screaming, "OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD THIS IS SO GROSS OHMYGOD EW I HATE BLOOD OHMYGODOHMYGOD WHAT DO I DO!!!" He just simply stated, "You're bleeding." No shit. Of course I'm bleeding. He went to the bathroom and washed his hands and then I went and fixed myself. For a couple days, it was sore and I was spotting. I didn't know getting your cherry popped would be such a bitch.

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Best Makeout

A- D and I made out a lot over the 10 months we were together. Seriously, we must have done it over 1,000 times. The best time started out just like most others had. We were sitting cross-legged, facing each other, rubbing our hands all over each other. Out of nowhere, D pushed me down and pinned my wrists to the couch. He started kissing and biting my neck., I swear he was growling too. A sexy growl, not a weird one. Apparently, D's animal instincts were kicking in, and I was loving it. He kissed me more agressively than he had before. He ripped open my shirt, seriously, like we were in a porno. I gasped and he quieted me with another kiss, using his tongue to massage mine. He kissed down my neck and across my collarbone, then started lightly kissed my nipples. Oh. My. God. D was officially the man. My body melted underneathe his, I was in heaven. He buttoned my shirt back up and gave me one last, long kiss before pulling away and smiling at me.
B – I really wanted apple juice that day. I love apple juice. S was at wrestling practice and he was almost out, so I asked him if he could stop by a store and bring me some. I didn’t think anything would happen. Over the months we were together, a lot of things were unexpected. I find that to be the best. He parked outside on the street, which was directly in front of my porch. He told me he couldn’t stay long because his cousin was waiting in the car. We sat in my room for a couple minutes while I drank my delicious apple juice. Sometimes we get horny easily, like we don’t even have to do a damn thing and our hormones are raging. We started making out on my bed and we were all touchy feely with each other. We did that for a few minutes until his phone started to vibrate crazily because his cousin wanted to go home. We got up and then he pushed me against the door and picked my leg up and we began to make out even more heavily. It was so hot. His goddamn cousin ruined the perfect moment again. So I walked him to the front door, but before we even made it, he pushed me up against the porch door and we kissed once again. Remember me saying how the porch was directly in front of his car? Well, his

cousin started to honk the horn a lot. It was kind of really hilarious. That didn’t stop us from making out though. We slowly inched our way to the front door. Once we got there, he picked me up and we made out against the door. That had to be the best 20 minutes of my life. S and I had other great make out sessions, but this had to be the best by far.

 

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Losing It

We can tell the world what we have held inside for so long. A & B aren't virgins. We've had sex and lots of it. We've spent months pretending we weren't to each other and everyone around us, so now we are finally letting it all out. Every detail. Let's start at the beginning.

A- I most definitely did not plan on losing my virginity that day. D and I had planned on waiting for my 17th birthday. Not for any real reason, 17 just seemed much less cliche than 16 for me. He was 18 and horny as fuck, so age wasn't a big factor for him. Anyways, we were just making out. Things started to get really heated and my clothes were off before I knew it. I ripped off his clothes and he began to massage me down there. It felt so amazing and I wrapped my legs around him and pressed my body to his. In that instant, I was no longer a virgin... And not being a virgin hurt like fuck. I put my head in his chest and moaned in pain. I adjusted (a lot) and it began to feel a little better. "I'm going to cum" D whispered. He flipped me over on all fours. Where the fuck did he learn doggy style? That felt a little better for me. "Baby, I'm really going to" he groaned and flipped me again. This time, I was on top, riding him. That felt so good that I was able to ignore the pain. I moaned D's name loudly and he pulled out faster than hell. Once he finshed, he took me in his arms "You are fucking hot, A." I felt like a sex goddess. That is, until I realized my vagina was screaming in pain.

B- I had this crazy idea to go to the gym with S. Why? I don’t know. We chilled at his house beforehand and we were just talking or whatever. I wasn’t expecting sex. I was expecting him to drive over to the gym so we could get sexy. I don’t ever remember if we started kissing or any type of foreplay. I only remember being underneath him and my mind freaking the hell out. Our pants might’ve been off too. I wanted it so badly, I really did. I kept telling him “no” though because I felt like I wasn’t ready for it whatsoever. In it went. I can actually consider it rape. But you can’t rape the willing ;) I never stopped him, but oh my, God, it hurt like hell. It was like a dagger ripping out your uterus. He tried to be slow and gentle, but I kept crying out in pain. He might’ve then said, “Maybe next time.” Something along those lines… 5 whole minutes of slow, painful thrusting. I don’t think I moved an inch. Maybe a few cringes, but I sure didn’t contribute with the thrusting. He did all the work for the 5 WHOLE MINUTES. Anyway, we got dressed and went to the gym. We spent about 15 minutes there until he dropped me off at home. Great day, yeah? Never thought losing my virginity would be so awkward. My vag hurt for like, 3 days. Every step I made I was in pain. His dick is much too big for me…

More to come...

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