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How My Cherry Popped | The Horny Post | 6/8/24
🕑 Added 2024-06-08 19:00:03 +0000 UTC
It has come to my realization that these Horny Posts have become a sort of public diary. I can look back on what I wrote half a year ago and reflect and think. In that vain, a diary often contains one's first time in the bedroom. This is the story of how I lost my virginity.
I turned 18, a year older than the age of consent in Texas, and my grandmother thought it was time I had a smart phone and a phone plan. She gave me her old Android and 3 months of coverage. As she was looking at the details of my coverage plan I was downloading the queer dating app Grindr. I was so excited that I now had free reign to go and date without any restrictions.
"Hey," was the first message of Luis. (Pronounced LUU-EES for all of you non-Spanish speakers) I had received many dick pics from other guys and he was the first not to. We started talking about our hobbies, our career goals, and our families. After a week, he asked if he could see me.
We met up at a small breakfast restaurant near a large park. He was so nervous. I was too, but he could not tell. I came into the building with my once long hair all prepped and premed. Spinning my vocabulary to the best of his ability. When I am at my peak, I am quite the linguist. A reason he liked me was my use of language, so I felt I had to keep using high-value words to impress him. He was fumbling over his words as he had not been on a real date before despite not being a virgin.
After we finished eating, he asked if I wanted to go the nearby park. We went to the Japanese Garden, the rolling hills, and kissed at the top the Arboretum. The kiss was mid.
He asked if I would like to see his home. I had grown to trust him, so he drove me to his 3-floor town-home where he lived with his moms and two younger step-siblings. Nobody was home.
I had never been in such a luxurious homestead before. It was clean! There was no dirt anywhere, the dishes weren't piling up, and the walls weren't brown. On the 2nd floor was the living room where we sat a good few feet apart. He presented me with a letter he had wrote before our date. The contents of which was a sappy love letter. He had fallen in love with me within the week of talking to each other. I liked him, sure! But love? Already? Without even meeting each other? I must have been high on something because I took it as romantic. Oh, to be 18 againπ₯°! Never again!
I decided right there and then that I would give my virginity to him.
We went downstairs to where his room was and he asked me if I wanted to top or bottom... LMAO
We were naked, but he needed a condom. He stored his condoms in a locked box, but he lost the key. So there I was laying naked on his giant bed, a virgin, watching him scatter around his room looking for the key. Eventually, he left the room in search of the key still naked. Thank Chuck we were home alone! I felt so awkward sitting there with this guy I barely knew who had declared his love for me searching for many minutes for the key to his condom-chest. He never found it. BANG! A loud metallic sound echoes through the halls and he returns with the open box.
He laid me down on my tummy. And here comes the 1-inch Warrior! Everybody watch out! It wasn't literally one inch, but it was small as heck. Still big enough to hurt me π₯Ί Pop! There it goes! I have a cock inside of me for the first time. I had had toothbrushes and water bottle tips in before, but this was a real cock!
It sucked. It sucked sooo hard. It was cold. I wish I told him to stop, but I didn't. Just like so many other girls π I mean boys! Gay boys! Gay bottom boys! Losing my virginity was as empty as my lack of an orgasm.
I think he came in me. He then asked if I would top him π
Have you ever heard of those sensory deprivation tanks? Where all of your senses are blocked and you feel absolutely nothing? And you're just left there trapped inside your head thinking about life?
I left soon after that. It was so weird. I was no longer a virgin. In either regard. As I was going home, he texted me asking if we were boyfriends. I said yes. And that's how I lost my virginity and got into my first relationship.
Next month it will be the 5 year anniversary of my cherry being popped. How time flies...
