I was a 20 year old virgin in the 3rd year at St. Mary's living in an apartment with two other girls that were anything but. While my sexual experience was zero I'd read all the books and seen videos, even some porn which I thought were pretty gross. A few weeks ago I went to a gynecologist to get a prescription for birth control not wanting to get pregnant when I finally did it with someone. She examined me and asked if I was sexually active and I mumbled, "No but someday soon I expect to."
I thought not, your hymen is stretched but mostly intact, you'll have it easier the first time you do it. Everything is completely normal, let's discuss your options.
We talked about the various methods and I choose the pill. After buying the first month's supply I started taking it on my next cycle. It made me feel excited and all grown up. I'd masturbated a little and used the smallest dildos I could find on line which I guess accounted for my hymen being stretched. All of it felt good but rarely did I have an orgasm which was frustrating.
My housemates Becky and Susan had guys in their rooms most Saturday nights and occasionally they came out of one or the other bedrooms together in the morning together so I assumed they were bisexual but they never put it on me. So I simply ignored it. Becky's uncle Mike was spending the fall in Mexico on his sailboat and invited the three of us to come down for Thanksgiving.
We arrived at the harbor but Mike's boat was nowhere in sight. We approached another boater and asked if he knew where Mike was at. He told us that he was anchored outside the harbor and offered us a ride in his inflatable dingy to find him. We left our bags on Larry's boat and the four of us took off for the anchorage. I turned out the Mike and Larry were friends and we spent awhile on the sailboat which already had a few people on board when we got there. As it got late Larry offered to put us up on his boat which was larger and he didn't have anyone else on board. Mike OK'd the idea and we motored back to the harbor. Larry's boat was impressive to say the least with two large staterooms. Larry showed us to the very spacious front V-birth, laid out sheets, pillows and blankets. He demonstrated how to use the marine head and bid us goodnight disappearing into his room in the back leaving us to making ourselves comfortable and muss about why a such a good looking single guy hadn't even given us a hug let alone make a move on at least one of us.
The next morning Larry made coffee and we all went to a little open air restaurant for breakfast. He asked us what we'd like to do today. "Shopping and lay on the beach." Well why don't you shop and meet back at the boat after lunch, we can go to lovers beach. It's near the harbor, popular and can only be reached by boat. This sounded good so he gave us all a quick hug and we took off.
We bought some jewelry, clothes and found a spa. We got our nails done and Becky wanted to get her pubes and pits waxed. I'd always shaved my pits but at Susan suggested that I get waxed down there. We had seen each other naked getting out of the shower and getting dressed. The idea was intriguing and felt a bit naughty so on the impulse I decided to go for it, a full bald look just in case that this trip turned out to be an adventure that was long overdue. It hurt like hell when the girl yanked the wax and hair out but it was brief and for the first time since puberty I saw myself fully. I wanted someone else to see me and the sooner the better.
We headed back to the boat to change into swimwear and Larry took us to the beach. The four of us played in the warm surf and Larry looked really good in his loose fitting shorts. The bulge at his crotch was good sized and hinted that he was well endowed. As the afternoon wore on we went back to his boat to shower and change for dinner. It was a surprise that the hot water was limited on board. Only two of us could shower before the hot water ran out and we had to wait for a while it to warm up again for the rest of us to clean up.
Larry bought us dinner and we paid for the drinks. Larry left us at the bar and went back to the boat alone. DAM, I thought was he gay? Three pretty young girls vying for attention and he left us to do whatever. Much later we staggered back to the boat, drunk and sleepy.