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First Time
by HAK (heatherhaks@gmail.com)

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HAK's first sexual experience. (mf-teens, youths, 1st, 
rom)

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Author's Note: I'd really appreciate it if you'd write 
me an email if you liked this story or any of my other 
stories. Thanks!

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It's after school. I just turned 16. My boyfriend is 
here. We're in my room. My door's locked and I moved 
the dresser in front of the door. Not much of a 
barricade, but it'll buy us a few moments. He'd snuck 
in my window. My window is above the garage. He'd 
climbed the junk pile and climbed onto the roof.

We've only got a few minutes. I'd told him during lunch 
what I wanted to do today, so he's excited. I'm scared. 
I'm finding it hard to breathe. Feels like the air is 
thin. He's kissing me. I kiss him back. He tries to lay 
me down on the bed but I'm afraid of my mom managing to 
walk in. She's downstairs cooking. She normally leaves 
me alone. I'm paranoid.

I drag him by the hand to my closet. It's small. We 
barely fit. He has to duck. I can't see anything. I 
kiss him. His hand goes up my shirt in the back. He's 
trying to find the clasp on my bra. I'm too nervous to 
think enough to help him. He instead just lifts the bra 
and my breasts are free. It's not comfortable. I don't 
care. He touches my breasts. First time. He's touched 
them over my clothes, but never like this.

I'm worried. Lots of thoughts in my head. I'm afraid 
we're going to get caught. I'm afraid I'm going to get 
pregnant. I'm afraid it might hurt. What if I don't 
like it? Lots of thoughts. I want to stop but my mouth 
won't work.  He's kissing my neck. My back is against 
the wall, my head is stuck inside a shirt, there's a 
hanger poking me in the neck. It's hot in the closet. 
His hands go to my pants and he fumbles with the 
button.

They're open and his hands are inside my underwear. I 
let out a squeak as I feel him touch my pussy for the 
very first time. I'm wet. I've been thinking about sex 
all day. He doesn't know what he's doing. It feels good 
but he's touching all the wrong places. I don't want 
him to stop so I don't correct him.

He stops and he takes my hands and puts them in his 
pants. They're open, but I don't remember him undoing 
them. I jump and yank my hands back when I feel his 
cock. It startled me. He asks if I'm alright. I mumble 
something and put my hands back in and feel him. I'm 
excited. It feels smooth and soft and a little moist 
and not at all like I imagined.

I ask him if he has a rubber. I'm scared and I want 
this to be over quickly. I'm less scared of the sex 
than of getting caught. My mom could come up at any 
minute. He says yes and he pushes my hands away and I 
assume he's putting it on. I still can't see.

He asks if I'm ready. I nod. I wait. He can't see me. I 
smile and I say, "Yeah." I kick out of my pants. He 
picks me up and pushes me against the wall. My head 
hits the shelf with a thump. It hurts but I don't say 
anything. He kisses me and I feel him press against me. 
His cock is poking me and he's trying to find the spot 
but he can't. I can only think about not being a virgin 
anymore. I'm about to be fucked by a cock, one I've 
never actually seen before.

He reaches down and adjusts himself and then he's in me 
a little. He presses into me and I wince. I expect 
pain. There's no pain. He slides in more and it feels 
like.. I don't know. It feels good. I feel full and 
stretched and I'm more turned on than I've ever been in 
my entire life. He starts thrusting into me and my 
entire world is focused on the cock pushing in and 
pulling out. That and the hanger trying to embed itself 
into my neck.

It doesn't last long. He grunts and presses hard into 
me and I feel him shuddering and I slip down the wall a 
bit. I think he's going to drop me. He recovers and 
pulls out of me and lets me stand up. I open the closet 
and I peek out. There's no one there. I pull on my 
pants and I see his cock. It looks kinda gross with the 
rubber on. He takes it off and he's going to throw it 
away. I make him put it in his pocket instead. I don't 
want my mom to find it.

I kiss him hard and I make him leave. I clean up my 
room and move the dresser back and then I get out my 
shoebox. It's an old one, one of the two dozen or so I 
keep in the top of my closet. My memory box. I put the 
wrapper from the condom in it.

It's more than a decade later. I still have the 
wrapper. I married that boy.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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