The Not So Virgin Islands

I don't feel regret or guilt, nor do I understand why I did what I did.

It happened the day before my older cousin got married. It was a destination wedding in the Virgin Islands. My mother took me, I had to take three days from school, it was my senior year but a trip to the Virgin Islands was just something my parents felt I should do.

The wedding and dinner and party was on Saturday. On Friday I was out by the pool and this older man spoke to me. He told me he owned a sail boat and he was provisioning for a week at sea. He offered to show me the sail boat and I just asked to let me change and we met in the lobby.

We took a car from the hotel to the sail boat. It was big, I had never seen a sail boat up close. It had three rooms, one was a master with its own bathroom. There was a salon with a dining area and a sitting area. He told me that on Saturday he was being joined by three friends. But that Friday he was free.

Why my mother didn't object to me having dinner I don't know, but she said he looked like a nice man and hey we were in the Virgin Islands. After dinner we went for a walk on the beach, he invited me to his room, he kissed me and asked if I was a woman yet. What better place to lose your virginity than the Virgin Islands? He held me by my hips rubbing his nose in my crotch, telling me I was smelling like a woman.

My pants and panties were pulled down to my knees, his face pushed into my crotch, kissing me, pulling me to him grabbing my butt. His tongue shooting into me, I was no longer sure what was going on, he pushed my pants down until I stepped out of them. Now he put what seemed to be whole hand in me. I was turned around and on the bed, his hand still inside of me he said it was time, I was going to be a woman. He undressed, finished undressing me, kissing my breasts, smiling asking me if I was going to be his woman.

After straight sex, over and over again, some oral sex, and a round of anal sex. Now I was his woman, he had all my virginities. I woke up with him, he offered to go to my mother's room to get some clothes, then we decided to call my mother and have her bring me a change of clothes. My mother looked at me in a way that made me feel small. Then she looked at me and said she presumed I wasn't a virgin. She told him that she held him responsible.

I went to the wedding that night, he went with his three friends on their week if sailing. I graduated and git a job at the country club for the summer. He came the week before I was headed for college, he was there for his woman. In the end that's what it was all about, my cousin may or may have not given her virginity on her wedding night, she was now her husband's. I did give my virginity that Friday night, and I was now his. And he had come for me. I went to college, and I got married too.