Our first time together

We both waved goodbye as my parents pulled out of the driveway and drove down the street leaving us alone for the night. It was gonna be me and my girlfriend of 3 years, Emily. We'd spent the night alone together before, and on few occasions had slept over at the others house for whatever reason it was at the time, but tonight would be special. Tonight we were planning on celebrating our three year anniversary.

Tonight, we were gonna have sex.

I know people have had sex in what could be measured as infinitely less time than we are, but we both wanted to make this special. We were both ready, and we both trusted and loved each other enough to finally "do it".

As we saw the car disappear into the distance we both turned and looked at each other before embracing in a deep kiss. Once she pulled back from it to look at me I wanted to pick her up right then and there and carry her up to my room.

Unfortunately, I'm not in shape. I'm actually far from it. I'm 5'8" and weigh 240 pounds, or at least I did last time I checked. I've always been insecure about my weight, and that's one of the reasons I love Emily. She never made me feel uncomfortable about it.

Once she pulled back from the kiss I took her hand in mine and led her into the house. It was only 4:30 p.m. and the sun was still up, so we decided to watch a movie to kill some time. This, unbeknownst to her, was perfect, as earlier in the day I'd set my room up with candles that would look better lit at night rather than late afternoon.

We settled on the couch snuggled next to each other as we channel surfed to find a movie. We finally settled on some chick flick that I knew shed wanted to see. She was paying attention to the movie, but I was paying attention to her.

She was absolutely gorgeous. She was 5'6" and weighed somewhere between 170 and 190. She has a natural bleach blonde hair color which only accents her skin complexion. She was white, but because of where we lived she had a slight tan that made her just a tiny bit brown.

I guess she saw me staring (it was probably hard not to) and without looking away from the screen she grabbed my hand, scooted closer, leaving no space between us, and she rested her head against my arm. After that I just smiled to myself, and started watching the movie.

Once it was over the sun had barely started to set. I told her to put a movie on while I went to make her a special dinner. Half an hour had passed when I finally brought out her plate of food. I'd made the both of us a couple of burgers each, knowing it was her favorite food as well as mine. I was worried I hadn't cooked them right, I would die if I had. I wanted this night to be special.

It wasn't her first time having sex. She'd been honest with me about that. It was one of the reasons we'd waited so long to finally "do it". She rushed into it in her last relationship, and she didn't want to make the same kind of mistake again.

It's not like I took offense to it. One of the other reasons we waited this long was because it was my first time. I was completely nervous, like every other guy before me. This doesn't mean I hadn't done anything sexual before. I'd gone down on a girl a few times, and I've gone down on Emily before. But this was the first time I'd actually have sex.

Once we were both finished eating I took our plates and washed/put them away. I came back and sat down next to Emily without saying a word. She looked at me and straddled my lap. We sat there making out and feeling each other up for what must've been 20 or 30 minutes.

I noticed that the sun was almost down. I told her I'd be right back and I ran to my room and lit the candles I had placed earlier. I made sure the lights were off and I made sure I had a condom in the nightstand next to my bed.

I closed the door behind me and ...


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