"its like dinny skipping in the widdle of minter".
I was 17, and he was 20, and I'd met him the week before at a mates house, where he'd told me he was madly in love with her ( my mate that is) and spent all night talking about her. The next day, totally out of the blue he text me when I was on my way to stay with my mom for the holidays,and tells me how much he liked me and how he wanted to see me again. The texts got dirtier and dirtier, then finally, the next week I went to stay with him and decided over dinner that I was going to bang his brains out *wry laugh* ahh,the best laid plans. hours and hours of foreplay and finally, the moment was upon us. (I had neglected to mention the sad fact of my virginity, turns out he didn't even notice) and he reaches for the box of flavoured condoms on what passes for his bedside table. He whips one out without looking at it,shoves it on and goes for it.Without any furthur ado he fumbles about,trying to stick it in me. He finally catches that really painful bit just below my hymen (girls, you know what I'm talking about) and I yell out "OW!What'd you do that for?" he looks a little startled and proceeds with a tad more finesse. It still hurt like bejesus though, but I gritted my teeth and held on. Just as I was getting into it, he got this suprised look on his face and pulled out. He grabbed the empty condom wrapper and squinted to see what flavour it was. "ow" he says "oh,jesus,ow." I sat up, trying to understand what the holy jimbob was going on, when he screamed like a girl and ran from the room. I heard sounds from the shower, and his pathetic whimpering noises "oh my cock,oh god it hurts,oh god owwwwwww!". I picked up the condom wrapper. "mint", it reads, then beneath "new improved flavour,extra strong,for her enjoyment" then it clicks.
Retard put the bastard thing on inside out.


Needless to say we didn't get much further that night,as a result I was petrified of sex and of hurting him without being aware of it. Again, it doesn't take a lot of imagination to figure out that everything went downhill from there and we would have done each other a favour if we'd never spoken again.
However,here I am, nearly a year on, and fully recovered I'm glad to say. However, I recently lost my brown wings, and I must say it hurt worse than anything I ever imagined and the guy i did it with was totally sly about it. We were doggying and he slipped out of me mid thrust, then slipped back in-but into the wrong hole- "totally by accident" he says "i didn't even realise I'd done it!" "i thought you were whimpering with pleasure!" Yeah, whatever bumgay, go tell it to the other rent boys.

Apologise for girth? Why? I didn't get a freaking apology!
(Skarlett_nailz, Thu 3 Mar 2005, 18:01, Reply)