Last night I spent a lot of time reading all sorts of the confessions on here. I identified with a lot of them, like a lot of people who lost their virginity early, I lost my virginity when I was 12, before puberty. It wasn't consensual. It was an older man. I wasn't undressed, he just got my pants off. It wasn't in a house on a bed, it was outdoors beside the lake where I went to sit. It wasn't anyone I knew. He smelled bad, the smell I remember, it made me gag when he kissed me the first time, his breath was so bad, his whole body smelled bad and while he was fucking me he was sweaty and I could see his face really well and his hair wasn't combed and his hair was greasy. After he pulled his penis out he pushed my head into his lap and I had to suck his penis. It tasted really strange, I didn't realize then that I was tasting my own pussy. His penis, I focused on his penis, sucking him and he was stroking my hair. His penis got hard again and my mouth wasn't big enough anymore, when it was soft I could put it all in my mouth, but it was big and hard and I sucked him and after a while he pushed me back on the grass and got on me again and fucked me again, only this time he took a long time. His eyes were blue and his hair was blond, he was being really slow with fucking me, I could feel his penis as it went in all the way and he pulled it out slowly, and then he would thrust it back in. For some reason my butt started to itch, I needed to scratch but he was on top of me and I couldn't reach the itch. I tried to put the itch out of my mind and concentrate of his penis but I would lose my concentration and the itch just got worse and worse. He finally came again in long drawn out pumps. The itch was gone and he got off and he pulled his pants on and left. I lay there on the grass for a few minutes, collected my pants and shoes and put them on and went home. I thought it would hurt to walk but it didn't, except for a soreness on my left side. I walked slowly, I felt like I had messed my pants, may pants were getting cold where they were wet. When I got home I snuck upstairs and took off my pants. My panties were stained from the grass and mud so I wrapped them in a some school papers. I washed out the crotch of my pants and hung them in the closet to dry. I combed my hair and put on a new outfit and went down stairs to the kitchen and offered to help my mom get dinner ready. When I am asked about my first time, all I can say it is embedded in my mind, every smell, the sound of the trees, his kisses that stopped tasting bad, and his penis, I remember his penis in my mouth and the taste of my own pussy, I can taste it now, if anything will make you want to fuck, it is a penis with pussy taste on it, and a big man who gets on top of you and his penis slides into you and you can feel it all, that is what I remember of my first time.

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by Anonymous on Feb 17, 2017 at 10:34 AM

Hopefully, you have moved on to more interesting sexuality than
a r**e by a homeless man. We'd probably be surprised to discover
all too many first such experiences are r**es of children.

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