From an IAB Associate,
We have been friends for five years and I have been visiting him from
time to time especially during weekends to cook his meals for the
following week. It has always been friendly visits with no strings
attached. We had met at a supermarket while shopping and we became friends with the understanding of "No strings attached". He is thirty four.
At twenty four, I am yet to be with a man and I have been dreaming of
all the stories I have read about the "First Time" and how painful it would
be but I really felt something strong for him.
Sometimes I deliberately dress seductively to his house in a
bid to stare up the man in him but he would just say "you look cute" and
that would be all. While growing up my mother used to say that it is
only a loose girl that would ask a man for s*x. So I have waited for a
day when he would pull me closer and touch me like he desires me but that never happened. One day he was having his bath while I was cooking and
it struck me to tip toe towards the bath room and I did. I peeped through the side of the door because it was not locked and I saw that
which made me desire him even more.
I saw a tall
guy with firm masculine features who was fair to behold. I saw from behind him
and the woman in me was awakened with burning desire. I stood there
watching with rapt attention and thought of undressing and walking in
to the bath room for a surprise dose of a "quickie". As I was trying to
unzip my skirt with my eyes still glued to him he turned around to pick
his towel and what I saw made me scream and I fell to the floor right in
front of the door of the bath room.
I could not move I just laid in the position of the fall. He came to help me up and cleaned me up. He was so sober that I could feel his heart beat and for
the first time he kissed me so passionately that I forgot what had happened.
He explained to me that he had been
restraining himself from touching me until we were married and that he has always noticed all the passes I had been making at him but he did not
want to get in to any s*xual relationship with me so he would not get
tired of having me.
While he talked he started fondling some
"grey" areas and I urged him on. He was so massive and energetic that "you
could not take him just lying down". He drank my wine while I blew his
trumpet. It took a While for me to remember that I had never had a man
before. While he drank my wine he discovered I was a virgin and he stopped and proposed and I said "yes". Then he continued until I felt
an electrifying surge of passion and I let out an uncontrollable cry of joy and a feeling of "fulfillment". He stopped and I could see him smile. He then pulled me up
and did the "maiden insertion" with a slow rhythm. I felt a sharp pain
and a subsequent mixed feeling of pain and sweet sensation with every thrust he
made. He said a lot of sweet words to me and suddenly he let out a
sharp momentum and stopped, holding my hips firmly with both hands while muttering some incoherent words. He
would not let me move for some minutes. Then he released my hips
gradually, laid beside me, held me closely and slept off almost
immediately.
I did not notice I was bleeding.
