Thread: first time stories

My first time. I was a freshman in high school , there was this cute guy that graduated a couple years prior that would always come pick up his little brother up from school. I am guessing he was 19 or 20. He drove a porsche and was very popular even after not being at the school for 2 years, people knew who he was.

One day I was at the mall with a friend and he approached me, I was so excited I couldn't believe he was actually paying me attention. He asked for my number and I gave it to him.

He called me and told me he thought I was so cute but that I was probably too young for him, and I told him I was grown up enough, he asked me how grown up and if I'd had sex yet, etc.. I told him no and he seemed pleased. He was so sweet and told me he wanted me to be his girlfriend.

The next day he picked me up from school, it made me feel special we went and got something to eat and he took me home. Barely gave me a peck on the cheek. I was ecstatic and thought I had a boyfriend, you know the writing his name across your notebook feelings.

He'd call just about every day and would pick me up and one time even brought me to his house after school. He had his own apartment, and being practically a kid I was so impressed, he'd kiss me but went now further and I wanted nothing further so I was really happy that he didn't push me.

That went on for a few weeks then one day he was having a little party at his house he said to say I was sleeping at a friends so that I could stay late, which I did. He gave me wine coolers, I think I had all of 2 of them and I was drunk. He said he wanted to take me some place quiet so we went down to the weight room/gym of his apartment complex. It was late and dark and he kept the light off and the door locked. He told me not to worry no one would be coming in.

He told me that it was time for me to show him how much I liked him. When I understood what he meant I said I didn't think I could do that. He said that he KNEW I wasn't mature enough to be with him, and acted so annoyed and cold. So I changed my mind and told him I would do it.

It all happened so very fast and cold and empty and painfully. I wont be explicit, it lasted about 45 seconds, I was just greatful it was over. He threw his clothes on and walked to the door, he said stay here a few minutes before coming back, that way no one suspects anything if we come back together. I was scared and confused and he just walked out leaving me to dress alone in the dark.

When I got back to the apartment I couldnt find him anywhere, his friend came up to me and told me that he would drive me home because he went to bed already. I was so confused again. Went to bed? He didn't even say goodnight? I didn't understand. His friend wrapped his arm around me and told me he'd explain everything in the car.

On the way home he told me his friend did not date girls after he had sex with them. Its just not his thing. I started balling and crying in the car I couldn't believe what I was hearing, it felt like a bad dream. I was so ashamed and hurt. He told me not to take it personally thats just the way he is, he only dates virgins and only until they have sex with him and then its over.

To make matters worse he started rubbing my leg in the car and I couldn't have felt more dirty and worthless. When he parked in front of my house I just ran in, it was about 3 am, I had no key and I was banging on the door. I made up some excuse of what happened at my friends house that I was supposed to be sleeping at and ran to my room.

I thought that his friend was maybe lying so for the next few days I kept calling him. His phone would answer and would hang up as soon as I said anything. Back at school I'd see him come and pick his brother up, one time I made it a point to stand where his car goes and when he drove up he ignored me. I was a complete stranger.

I never told my friends what happened, I said oh we broke up (we were never really a couple obviously) and just kept it all inside. I never really had a "boyfriend" after that, I would just fool around with guys I liked but I couldn't bring myself to trust anyone that said they liked me.I never wanted to be anyones girlfriend and didn't develop feelings for the guys I'd date occasionally until now (many many years later).


Over the years after that incident happened and I matured I thought about all the things that I would say to him given the chance, how much of bleep he was. I finally got my chance. I was on the phone with a friend I went to high school with , they just so happened to be good friends with his little brother. He told me they were BOTH over at his house.

I asked if I could speak to him, when he got on the phone it took me 20 minutes to explain who I was. Here he had so much impact on me back then, but for him I was faceless, nameless body among the many. When he finally remembered, he appologised for how things went and that he was just immature and sorry for hurting me. I wanted to call him names, I didn't. I said okay then and got back on the phone with my friend. I guess that was my closure to it. I never really thought about the incident much more after that.

And when I do, when someone talks about first times, I only recall mine as being so very stupid, so very trusting and naive and quite the waste actually.

Thanks guys, yeah lol... i got conned out of my V-Card. It wasn't til later I realized the guy was like borderline creepy pedo , 20 years old and dating 7th-9th graders exclusively. I think he just knew who could be taken advantage of easily, nothing was ever forced only coerced with mind games an adult women would roll her eyes and laugh at but for me at that time I thought it was sincere :\

Things are SO much better now, my self esteem was crushed and damaged long before I met that guy, he just added to the mess that was already there. I gave up on guys for a very long time after tiring of flings and still not feeling like I was ready to be in a relationship.

Fast forward years and years later, meeting the most awesome guy I could ever imagine and being trully happy for once in my life. I thought that I was happy alone, and I sometimes was. I think that people dont NEED someone in their life to be complete but man, it sure does make everything a little bit sweeter. Especially when the person you let in is amazing.