I'm a small redhead. I didn't have all that many friends, but when I was 14, I got my first real boyfriend. He was 16 and always kept trying to do stuff I didn't feel I was ready to do. So, mostly I could keep him calm with a little suck off now and then.
But, finally I guess he couldn't take it anymore, and at his birthday, he tried to get me drunk and do it with me. After I sucked him for a while, he finally came and he told me to swallow it. Then 2 of his friends were at the window yelling and cheering, I was so embarrassed. He looked at me and said "that felt great, but he needs a girl he could fuck, and it wasn't me. It's over".
I was crushed. I was like super sad and cried a lot but never told my parents anything. My mom started making me go to youth group at my church. We'd meet on Wednesday nights, read and talk, then go to Denny's. The youth leader was young, like 26 or 27. After like 2 months, after we were all done, everyone was heading over to Denny's like normal, but he asked me to stay behind and talk to him for a moment.

I said I'd meet the others there and went into his office and we started to talk. After a little while of talking, I finally told him what had happened and asked him not to tell my parents. He agreed and asked why I hadn't if I liked his so much. I told him that I was nervous, and just wanted to make sure the timing was right. We wound up talking for over an hour and he called my mom and said we were still talking and that he'd bring me back home in a little bit.
He explained that it's okay to try new things now and then, totally played it up but I knew what he was doing. I did kinda like him, and he kept laying it on thick like saying 'you just need to find a friend I could trust, not to tell, who'd be gentle'.

On the drive home, he asked 'if I trusted him, what I thought about him, did I like him?' I was so fed up with my ex and my mom pushing me to find something to make me happy again, my friends telling me to move on, I guess I was just like whatever.

I told him I thought he was cute, and I did trust him, but I was scared to do anything. We drove past my house to the end of my street. There was a pond there and he parked in the parking lot. He turned the car off and put his arm around me and was telling me I was so pretty, and that I shouldn't be afraid of it. That he would, and I quote, "as a friend I could trust, let me experiment on his, to you know, see what it feels like, if I liked it, but just between us. To help me".

We sat there and he kept scooting closer, rubbing my arm, like trying to coax me into it. Finally, after forever of thinking about it, I agreed. Man I was so turned on just thinking about him being older, was this actually going to be it, my first time, I was so wet.

He told me just to start, just to sit on his lap facing him. I climb on and he held me by my hips. His hands were so strong and warm, it made my clit tingle. He started to grind me and I started too. He asked if he could kiss me, I shook my head yes, and we kissed. But not like a first little peck, he held me so firm, I felt so excited, and he actually slipped me some tongue too lol.

He asked if he could unbutton his pants cause he wanted to feel me more. He said I should just take mine off. I climbed back into my seat and undid mine. He leaned over, slid the seat all the way back then leaned it back. He climbed over the center console and got on top of me. He smiled so nice and asked if I was ready yet? I was so freaking nervous, but I shook my head yes. He slid his pants down and I saw his dick. It was already rock hard and it was big too. He used one hand and started sliding my panties down, I lifted my hips to let him, and he quickly slid one arm under my lower back before I sat back down, holding me like kinda up. He leaned forward and kissed me again, and said softly to stay calm.

Then I felt him. He was pressed against me. Now, I have played by my self, alot lol. But when he slid in me, it was bigger and more different than anything I ever put up in me. My eyes were huge as he like just bobbed the head in and out against my lips. I was so wet it went so smooth. Then, he told me to take a deep breath and hold it. When I did, he pushed against me, and kept going. I remember chill after chill shooting up my back. It felt so crazy, inch after inch as he sunk into me. I came right then, and he knew it lol.

I was panting and moaning, and I guess gripping him tight cause he stopped and said I couldn't do that. That it made it too tight and he wouldn't beable to hold back. I asked him if he had a condom on, and he just shook his head no. My stomach got so tight and nervous. I thought he totally would have given the circumstances. He looked at me, then pulled back alittle, and pushed back in. It felt so good.

Then he started going at a slow, easy pace. I had my hands on his shoulders. He pulled my legs alittle higher and was totally hitting my g spot. I felt myself starting to cum again. I told him I was gonna, and he just smiled and started going faster. I came harder this time. Each thrust made it last just another shock longer. He started going really fast. I remember saying softly yes, like that, yes. He kept going harder and faster, it started to hurt kinda, but I just kept quiet, watching him. I was so turned on watching his face. Then he started going so hard and deep, long slow thrust. I told him to keep going cause I thought I was gonna cum again. He was breathing hard, and my clit started to go off again. He gradually slowed down, staring hard at me. Then he just stopped and smiled at me and asked, 'so did you again?' I smiled and nodded. He looked down and then back at me and said, "ya, sorry, me too". Then he slid out. I thought it was just cause I was super wet, but he had actually cummed inside of me.

He climbed off of me and back into his seat. I sat there with my legs open still, feeling it dripping alittle out of me. He said "sorry, i just couldn't help it." i looked at him and he looked almost embarrased, so I told him 'it's ok, it was really good, and I have the pill'. But I wasn't on b/c pill actually.

After I got dressed, he started the car, and took me back to the house. He walked me up to the door and kissed me again. He smiled and headed back to his car. My mom came and opened the door. Of course the first thing she had to notice as i walked by, 'Sera, why are your pants wet?" Lol, fuck my life, I said 'we were goofing off and a milk shake spilled in my lap'. She smiled and said, "well, I'm glad your having fun again."

Little did she know lol. A month later, I didn't think anything of it. My mom asked me, "Hunny, I'm going to the store, do I need to get you any tampons?" Holy shit!!! I got so scared, my period was supposed to be like a week and a half after we did it. I said yes please. As soon as she left, I raced down the block to the 7/11 and bought a box of pregnancy test. I texted him and told him to come pick me up. He did and we went to his house. I was almost a month and a half late. I took two out of a box and took them. We sat on his couch in quiet. finally after the time was up, we checked them. One plus, one minus. FML!!! he said to get another test, that it could be wrong.

I waited another long day and took 2 more. Both minuses.

We still do it now and then, and sometimes when people are at the church, kinda alittle more risky. And we do still not use condoms, just doesn't feel as good, but I have a plan B pill now haha.