EXPECTATION:
A bed with white sheets full of red rose petals and candles all around the room. The petals form a heart or maybe they spell out "I love you." It's your first time, so your significant other was considerate and decided to make this night a special night, because I mean, this is THE night. He comes from behind you and starts whispering how beautiful you are and how much he loves you. You start feeling... something. Then, the good stuff begins. He is sweet and you love it. He's driving you crazy for making you wait but you low-key dig it. Out of nowhere you hear a wrapper open, yes! he's being responsible. Now the time has come. He slowly inserts his...thing inside. How nice of him, slowly but surely.
REALITY:
You finally feel ready. This guy has been with you for quite a while plus, you've felt a tingly feeling every time you guys make out and you just don't know if you can hold back any longer. He invited you to his house because his parents aren't around, should you wait until he makes a move or should you just do it. DAMN IT! why is he taking forever in the restroom? Is he thinking the same thing? Boy! you better hurry up! Oh okay, he's back.
"So what do you want to do?" he asks. Uhm.. you. I want to do you. "I don't know, what ever you want" you say instead. Then, like if you both were thinking the same thing, he starts kissing you. But this time it's different. You feel something change in the air and, oh, he took his shirt off. Ohhh...okay. He took off everything in less than 10 minutes while still kissing you. Alright. You hear the condom wrapper open and just want him to get it over with. He puts it in slowly, but then he puts it in all the way and damn it hurts like a bitch. But you're not going to cry because mom raised no bitch. After a minute it starts feeling different. Good different and you don't want it to stop. You start getting this feeling in your stomach and its building...and oh damn you're close. "Why'd you stop?" you ask. "I came" he says.
No, just for clarification, that is not how my first time was. It wasn't romantic nor...unromantic. It was just, sex. Nothing too fancy, but yes completely disappointing. I was so naive to think it was going to be full of flowers and all but it wasn't. Oh well. It happened. That's that. On to the next session or should I say person.
I'm just messing with you all. On a different note, you will never forget the first time you gave yourself to someone. Unless you were drunk and licked. Licked is an expression my friend used to describe a person drunk AF. And i don't really know if people ever remember EVERYTHING they do when they're at that level of drunk. As I was saying, your first time may or may not be what you expect. I bet we all wished our first time was cute and romantic, or maybe you're freaky and wish it was rough and loud. My point is, expect the unexpected. I've always said the best things are unplanned. So maybe the first time isn't too good but there will be something about the time which will make it unforgettable. In my opinion, just have fun, relax, and enjoy. 😉
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