1. My First Time (Spacing Corrected)


    Date: 9/7/2017, Categories: True Story, Author: firstimewonder, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    he just held steady pressure, asking every few seconds if I was OK. I didn't tell him how much it was hurting, I just nodded my head and continued to squeeze him as hard as I could. Suddenly, just when I thought I couldn't stand another second of the stretching, I felt something give away and he slid in about another inch or two. At the same instant, I felt something warm and wet running down my bottom. My first reaction was that he had come inside me and I might get pregnant. It didn't dawn on me that if he had come, it wouldn't be running down the outside. I told him to take it out quick! I could tell that he was most reluctant, but he did pull out. "Are you OK?" he asked. "Did you come in me?" I asked. “No, you were squeezing me so hard that even if I tried, I couldn’t have come,” he assured me. “Why did you think I came?” “I’m all wet and I can feel something running across my bottom. Turn on the light,” I urged. We were shocked to see a quantity of blood all over his seat and on my bottom. Dean grabbed his handkerchief and pressed it against me. After a few minutes, I stopped bleeding, and we began wiping the blood off the seat. After we determined that I wasn't mortally wounded, we got dressed and drove home. It was late, so I took a hot bath and got ready for bed. The warm water helped to ease the pain, and a couple of aspirins let me get to sleep with visions of having had him inside me if only a little way. The next day, I thought I was going to die! I was so ...
    sore that I could hardly move. I didn't dare let on that anything was wrong because I didn't want my mother to know what we had done. Finally it was time to go to work, so I didn't have to be quite so careful. That eight hours lasted for a week! My job required that I sit at a data entry machine, and every movement was pure agony. Finally the night was over and I was able to soak in a hot tub for about an hour, which provided some relief. By the time I saw Dean again, I was feeling nearly normal once more. The wedding was just over a month away, so we began looking for an apartment. We found one close enough to school so that one of us could walk. The landlady said we could move a few things in, even though the rent wouldn't start until we were married. The following Saturday, we invited our friends over for dinner in the apartment. We spent most of the day shopping for the bare necessities. We were as poor as the proverbial church mouse, so we really cut things close. We spent about an hour in a grocery store buying canned goods, and a few nonperishable staples. Among the purchases was a jar of Vaseline, although I forget exactly why we decided to buy it. We spent the afternoon recording the serial numbers of the cans, then removed all the labels. It was a tradition in my family to take labels off all the cans, so we decided to surprise them and do it ahead of time. Then, we prepared dinner. Larry & Bobbie arrived at the appointed time. We had a great time, visiting with our ...
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