My first time was quite memorable. It was the third of January and my girlfriend and I decided that after 11 months and 16 days, we should have sex. Needless to say, we were both worried and anxious. We'd both built it up in our heads to the point that we became overwhelmed by the consequences of our actions. She wasn't on birth control or anything yet, but we did use a spermicidal condom. She came over to my house, which had grown to become the place where we fooled around without freaking out about my parents finding out. We talked for a bit and sort of got comfortable (and naked, which parallels comfortable...) and decided that it was time, i suppose. I put on the condom and she got on top of me and put it in. She'd popped her cherry before by way of my fingers, so i don't think it was AS painful to her as it could have been, but she still cringed when it went in too far or too fast. Soon we worked up a rhythm and switched positions to missionary and spooning and it started to feel really good on both parts. It seemed she was enjoying it as much as I because she was breathing heavily and her eyes were closed in concentration. We moved faster and her hips met mine at each thrust. It was amazing and i love her very much and i will never forget my first time with her.
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