A Catholic Girl Succumbs

I will leave it to the reader to decide what is true and what is fiction. I have been around long enough to know that each person decides what is true or not based on their own experiences, and NOT based on what is actually true. Therefore, I'll leave it to your imagination to decide what (or who) was real and what (or who) was not. This story involves an innocent young Catholic woman losing her virginity to her boyfriend on the seat of his convertible. If any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the whole story to the end before you comment.

My philosophy is that a story should be like a woman's skirt. It should be long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to keep it interesting. I try to do that in my stories. You may or may not agree with me as to where I should end a story, but know that I end each story where I think it should end. If you haven't already figured it out from the previous chapter, Rob (one of the main characters) is really only interested in the sexual side of these girls, so don't expect much in the way of background.

Nobody in this story was underage when they had sex.

I grew up as an Air Force brat, our family moving from base to base on a regular basis. My dad was a pilot, mostly in bombers and transport planes, so while being an officer's daughter had some privileges, it didn't help at all with school. We went to the same schools everybody else did. When I was in high school in the early-sixties, we were stationed at an Air Force base in the Nebraska.

My parents wanted to send both me and my oldest brother to the local catholic school, but because my brother had such a bad experience in catholic school at our last assignment, he was allowed to go to a public junior high school in Lincoln, while I attended the catholic high school. While my brother hated his catholic school experience, I loved it. Of course, both of us had to ride school buses to and from school.

I was just completing my junior year at the Catholic high chool when I lost my virginity (my mother had started me in school late, so I was the oldest in my class). My boyfriend, Ronnie, had 1958 Chevy convertible, and we went to the drive-in theater a lot. That was back when drive-in theatres were very common all over the country. Of course, we would always park in the back row away from the gate, so nobody ever came near the car.

Ronnie was a senior at the same high school when we started dating, and he had already had sex with other girlfriends before he met me. As a matter of fact, he had a bit of a reputation as a lady killer at our high school (which is funny considering that it was a strict catholic school). I think that was part of what attracted me to him. He was a bit on the wild side.

Before I met Ronnie, I had never even kissed a boy. We kissed on our first date, and I loved it, but it took him several dates before he was getting even close to his goal of seducing me. I had told him "No" many times when he would try to remove my clothing or touch some part of my body that made me uncomfortable.

He would comply with my wishes, but not without any whining or pleading. Ronnie was constantly trying to convince me that it would OK to go a little bit further. Gradually, he got me accustomed to his touches, and also to being in various stages of undress with him. I guess Ronnie finally wore down my resistance over time.

At the time, even though I was only a junior in high school, I thought I was in love with him, and that we would eventually get married. We had many dates and he took me to prom my junior year. I thought it was a serious relationship even though I hadn't given up my virginity to him yet.

I guess I was still in that stage where girls aren't quite sure if they are little girls or women. I wanted to be considered a woman, but I still wanted to hold on to my childhood romantic fantasies. Boys are able to use these uncertainties to get girls to do as they wish, and Ronnie did exactly that.

This particular Friday night, we had a drive-in movie date. It was early summer after the school year had ended. We kissed through the first half of the movie, he had opened my blouse and bra, and had slid my panties down over my feet. He had been suckling my nipples for a long time while rubbing my clit, and I was feeling very excited and tingly. I wasn't sure exactly what he was doing when he started kissing his way down my stomach and into my pubic hair, but it sent chills through my body.

I tried to tell him, "No," but he said he wanted to make the girl he loved climax. He had often gotten me close to climax before, but had never taken me all the way. The love word was enough to convince me that I should let him do what we wanted. When his tongue touched my pussy lips, it was like an electric shock touching me there. Lubricating juices immediately started flowing out of my vagina, and I felt several minor tremors in my pussy.

His tongue found my vagina, and he dipped it into me. And then he found my clit. Oh my God! There can't be a better feeling in the whole world. I was squealing and moaning to the point where he got worried that security would come to check out the source of all the noise. In the end, nobody came to our car, and he continued stimulating me.

He greedily sucked at my clit for a long time while using his fingers to loosen my vagina, and I was having my first real full-fledged orgasm. My whole body was shaking with the most pleasurable feelings I had ever experienced. I was almost drained, and I thought I couldn't cum anymore, when he kissed his way back to my breast.

He continued rubbing my sensitive pussy with his fingers while he sucked my breasts again, and he was reaching up to kiss my lips when I felt his cockhead entering me through my vaginal entrance. I wanted to buck him off me, but all I ended up doing was push back at him as he forced his cock deeper into me.

It soon became apparent that his cock was completely buried in my pussy. I was in a little bit of pain, but I knew there was nothing to be done but accept it. My virginity was gone forever. There was no severe pain, only a slight sting of my pussy being stretched out a little to accommodate his cock and a wonderful feeling of being filled, along with the new sensation of his cock sliding back and forth inside of me.

The lack of real pain was probably due to the fact that I had switched from sanitary pads to tampons about a year prior. As tampons swell with menstrual blood, they stretch whatever hymen is there. It may have also been partially due to the fact that his cock was only about five inches long and not very thick.

His cock felt really good inside of me (apart from the initial sting), and my vaginal muscles squeezed down on his cock as he pistoned it in and out of me. As a result, he only lasted a few minutes before he unloaded what seemed like a very large load of sperm into my womb. It felt good inside of me, and made me want even more.

Even then, I wasn't thinking of consequences. His cock sliding in and out of my pussy simply felt too good for any worries. After he came, he started going soft, so I kept rocking under him and against him, and soon his cock was rock hard and sliding in and out of my pussy again. The feeling inside of my pussy was getting better and better.

He lasted a lot longer the second time around, and in the end, Ronnie unloaded an even bigger load of semen into my belly. Pearlescent semen was running freely out of my pussy when he finally slipped his cock out of me. Ronnie pulled some tissues out of his glove box, so we could both clean up.

I thought for sure that I would get pregnant, but somehow it didn't happen. I had my mother get me a doctor appointment for the next Monday and got a prescription for birth control pills (thanks Mom). I was so happy that he hadn't impregnated me. Eighteen is too young to have a baby.

We continued to go together through the summer and winter, and we had sex numerous times over the next year until he got drafted and left to go into the army. He never once offered to wear a condom the entire time we were having sex, and he said he never wanted to wear one because it just didn't feel right to him. Most of the time, these couplings occurred in the front seat of his convertible Chevy. It was fun while it lasted, but it turned out he was just using me for the sex and never had any plans for a long-term relationship. I never heard from him again after he went off to the army. He didn't even come home on leave or write me a single letter.

One thing I have noticed about reading about people's first times on the Internet is how many people seemed to have fresh condoms in their pockets and bedrooms when the big moment arrived. The best ones are where they steal a condom from their parents' bedroom... like married people use condoms. Right.

I don't believe any of it! I have never met a guy that would voluntarily put on a condom to have sex with a virgin (or most of the time even a non-virgin, for that matter). A girl may get a guy to put a condom on if she refuses to have sex without it, but even then, it won't be easy. Most guys will just want the girl to get on the pill (which was what I did right after my first time) or get an IUD implanted. They don't want the hassle or discomfort of wearing a condom.

So, if you want to know if a first-time story is fantasy, just see if they whip out a fresh condom to slide on before sex. If they do, the story probably came from someone's imagination. At best, a guy might have an ancient condom that he has kept in his wallet forever. It probably won't even last through the first use because it has been damaged or is just too old.

Girls... don't expect a guy to put on a condom unless you provide it and force him to use it. Even then, he will possibly try to get it off during intercourse when you can't feel it all that well so he can shoot his semen into you. Deep down, many guys want to get the girls they have sex with pregnant. It's a basic human instinct.

Second, if an author says the guy's cock is longer than about 7 inches, the story is probably fantasy. The average sized erect cock is 5 1/2 inches long, with the vast majority of cocks in the world being between 4 1/2 and 6 1/2 inches long fully erect. Less than 5% are longer or shorter than that. According to a scientific study done in 2015, the odds of having an 8-inch cock are about 1 in 2149. The odds for having a 9-inch cock are about 1 in 15,787. The odds for having a 10-inch cock are about 1 in 506,797,346.

Additionally, most vaginas are built to accept an average sized cock (maybe up to seven or so inches), not a one-in-ten-thousand monster. Sex with an overly-large cock will likely be very painful to a normal woman. It will probably tear the walls of her vagina and possibly damage her cervix. OK, so some women enjoy overly large cocks, but they seldom want them more than once. Girls, I know all cocks look big the first time you see them, but get real! I think most of the stories with guys hung like a stallion are written by twelve-year-old boys who have watched some porn and think that is normal.

Third, few of us girls are able to climax the first time we have sex. If it does happen, as it did with me, it will generally occur before actual intercourse. But I have talked to a lot more women who had painful or even very painful first times that they just wanted to be finished.

Most women don't climax due to penetration until after several times having sex, if they do then. Some women never have an orgasm. Most women can't actually climax from penile-vaginal penetration alone (maybe 20 to 30 percent can), but can get off from clitoral stimulation or combined clitoral and vaginal stimulation (like I did).

There is a lot of variation in the female anatomy. Some girls naturally don't have a hymen (they aren't born with one) or may break it without intercourse (I don't know for sure what the case was with me, but him going through my barrier was barely noticeable). The absence of a hymen to break (or a very minimal hymen that stretches out of the way rather than breaking) is about the only way a girl can possibly have a climax the first-time having sex during vaginal intercourse (even if she is able to have an orgasm).

If a hymen is present, even if it is only a thin crescent not covering the entire vaginal entrance, the act of tearing it and the continued abrasion of the fresh wound is often painful enough to prevent total pleasure and almost certainly will prevent an orgasm during the first-time sex. The thicker and fuller the hymen is, the more painful and bloodier the first penetration will be. Some hymens are so thick and tough, they can't be penetrated by a cock and have to be broken (cut) by a doctor using an extremely sharp scalpel.

So, if you are a young boy or girl who is thinking about writing fantasy on this website, please don't. Oh...and learn how to spell before you write. That thing in your mouth that you use to taste food is called a "tongue," not a "tounge" or a "tung" or whatever. Oh, and the part of a woman's pussy that you can see is called the vulva. It includes the clitoris and clitoral hood, the inner and outer labia, the urethral opening and the vaginal entrance (which is usually tucked away). The vagina is internal to the woman's body and leads from the vulva to the cervix, which is the entrance to the woman's womb (uterus). You can sometimes see the vaginal entrance (if a woman is highly stimulated), but not the vagina itself.

Wait until you really have your first time and then write about what really happens. Sometimes, a first time is good, and sometimes it isn't. In most cases, it doesn't really seem that memorable at the time, and may even be a bit disappointing, or painful, or horrifying, but you will probably always remember it.