I lost my virginity when I was seventeen years old, to the boy next door, literally. His name was James Hume. I met him when I was fourteen, and to this day he holds a special place in my heart. He was really tall and wirey, with huge, icey blue eyes and sandy blond hair.
One balmy summer afternoon we were sitting around his house playing computer games, and I looked out the window just in time to see my parents leaving the house to go to some business function.
Guaranteed to be gone for at least a couple hours. I took my opportunity, and slid into his lap, straddling him and blocking the computer screen. He looked at me, with more than a trace of surprise, and I could feel him underneath me becoming instantly hard. I looked out the window across the street, and back at him, flashing a huge grin.
He knew what I was thinking.
We practically ran across the street. Once inside, he sat in one of the living room chairs and I got back into his lap. He started gently stroking my arms and got that dumb look on his face men so often get when they know they're going to get laid. I can still remember the way he smelled.
He whispered to me that if I wasn't ready he would wait. I told him I always wanted it to be him. So I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom, and we layed down on the bed together.
It was awkward and sweet, the way we were trying to undress each other and mask our embarrassment at the same time.
He was not a virgin, incidently, and the only thing I'd done before that day was suck a little cock and heavy petting. When we finally got to that moment just before he entered me, I asked him to be gentle, and he did just that. It hurt a little, but not nearly as much as the horror stories I'd heard led me to believe.
It didn't last very long, but I was so excited that I'd finally done it that we did it two more times before my parents pulled up outside. I think we would have kept going if they hadn't shown up and we weren't on my last condom. We dressed as fast as we could and rushed into the living room, pretending to be absorbed in some random TV show.
We continued to explore each other that entire summer, before I finally moved on to other boys and places.
There were a few other memorable people in my sexual history...
There was Lucas, who was very sexy in that sort of bad boy way, but as soon as we got it on he proceeded to try and stick his finger up my ass. I wasn't ready for that just yet.
And then there was Fred, who was DROP-DEAD GORGEOUS and had the hugest erection I'd ever seen in person. THAT night was lots of fun.
I met a rockabilly guy named Greg while on vacation in San Francisco who gave me my first experience with toys. It was just a cock-ring, but it opened the door to new possibilities for me. He was also the first guy to talk dirty to me, saying things like "That a girl, give it to Daddy" when I did something he liked.
When I moved in with my husband, we had a one night experience with group sex, in which my best girlfriend and I fooled around while he fucked me from behind, and another male friend of ours sat and watched. It was my first time tasting pussy, and I dug it.
I don't really consider myself bi-sexual, as I don't become attracted to girls very often, I think it's just that I adore sex and am up for almost anything now.
I got married in September of 1999, and outside of that one night, I've been totally and completely faithful to him for over five years.
A while ago our sex life started to get dull though, as it does. We started having fights a couple years ago, and I think we were both wondering if we'd made a mistake.
On top of all this, at the moment we're staying with my parents until we find an apartment. It has nothing to do with our sex life, we do have our own room, but there's not enough space for all of us, so it tends to get stressful. We also have an 11-month old daughter, and there's nothing short of all-out abuse that could sepperate us now.
So what to do?
We started talking about possibilities, and we decided to open our marriage. I'd been actively fantasizing about other situations for a long time, and wanted to try it out.
And really, what man wouldn't like the idea of being able to go out and still have sex with cute girls?
We've been at this for just over a month now, and it's incredible how much happier we both are. I guess you really can have your cake and eat it too!
Next time, I'll tell you all about my lover. He's simply incredible.