Note: This story isn't wild or crazy. It is simply a first time story. If you are looking for a wild first time story (as in, rough fucking, gangbang, lesbian, etc), this isn't for you. It is a slow story based on a real first-time experience from a friend of mine- just a guy and a girl. I hope you all enjoy it!
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When I went to college, I had just turned 18. I was a virgin in practically every sense of the word- never smoked ANYTHING, never partied, never drank alcohol, never had a boyfriend, never been kissed- and never had sex.
I was away from home, living in the dorms and independent, for the first time ever. So when my roommate and floormates wanted to go to a party, I said "Sure, why not?"
The first couple of times were somewhat uneventful. I drank, tried the jungle juice that they had at the parties, did the BYOB-thing. Somewhere in this time I had my first kiss. It was a mistake, and it was just a peck on the lips, but I'll count it as my first kiss.
Anyways, I partied, when I didn't have homework or other commitments. I grinded with some of my floormates, I generally stuck close to them.
Generally.
Until one night, a couple months into college, I went to a party with them. It was kind of sketchy, a lot of the parties in town were. I was hoping to meet a guy who I DIDN'T see all the time in my building, and so I wandered off towards the side of the room that the party was in.
I was kind of dancing by myself, awkwardly. To give you a better picture of myself, I'm about 5'8". I'm curvy. I have medium length brown hair, C or D cup breasts. It depends on the company I buy them from. I have glasses, and sometimes wear earrings. I am extremely pale, and have green eyes. I don't really know what else to say about myself.
Anyways, there I was. Dancing awkwardly. All of a sudden, I feel someone come up behind me and start touching my hips. Suddenly, I feel a guy rubbing himself against me and dancing with me...grinding with me. A guy who wasn't my floormate?! Cool! I didn't care what was going on, I was finally attractive to someone!
So I went with it. I started grinding with this mystery guy, feeling his hands move over my body. Feeling his hips thrust into me, feeling him push me over a bit to grasp me better. It was fun.
Then he turned me around, and I saw him. He was tall, extremely tall. And black, very black, even though the room was already dark. Whatever. He leaned down, grabbed me, and started kissing me. Except for the first time in my life, it wasn't just a peck on the lips. It was REALLY kissing, his tongue was in my mouth, and he was still thrusting into me. We were making out, and apparently everyone saw. I don't remember a lot of the other details; I was pretty drunk.
All I remember is that we exchanged numbers, and said we'd meet up another time. I went home, excited about finally doing something wild at a party. That's not who I am.
After his kiss, his tongue probing my mouth, his body pressing against mine, his erection pressing against my body...it awakened something in my body. A primal "I want to fuck" feeling that I have never felt before. I had never masturbated, I had never really been kissed- so I had never felt the urge to have sex before!
I told my story to my friends, and my roommate...everyone was shocked that I, an innocent girl, had gone so far so publicly so fast! They also cautioned me to be careful about moving faster with him, since I was so new to everything.
I ignored them, because I was horny. Hornier than I have ever been. I texted him, he said his name was Trevor. We arranged to meet and get dinner on a Wednesday evening.
I was psyched. I wanted to just have sex already. Then Wednesday afternoon he texted me, saying that he might be busy. I was upset at the sudden cancellation, so I went out and grabbed dinner myself. Then he texted me and said he was free. We decided to meet up anyways. It was an awkward dinner, both of us had already eaten in the confusion. We made awkward small talk. 5 years later, I don't remember any details about him. I don't remember what I said. He was cute. Literally, tall, dark, and handsome.
Towards the end of our awkward date, he asked if I wanted to go back to his place. Yes!! That's what I was hoping for. I jumped at the chance. We got rid of our food and plates, and walked to his dorm.
When we went to his room, he asked what he told me his name was. What the hell?