Anniversay

Today is the anniversary of the day I lost my virginity. It was the last few weeks of eighth grade and I thought I was ready. My boyfriend’s parents were going to be gone so I planned on surprising him on Saturday. It would be the first time we could spend the whole day together. I told my parents that I was going to a friends and then to the mall and would be home for dinner. I was a “good girl” do they never doubted me. Instead, I caught a bus to my boyfriend’s neighborhood. He was 16 and in high school. I remember how nervous I was. I was do excited that after today I would no longer be a virgin. I told myself that I would do whatever he wanted. Up to that point we had kissed, I had given a hand job a few times, he had fingered me once and the week before I gave my first BJ in his car. I must admit that I didn’t really enjoy it that much but I loved him or so I thought. When I got to his house and nocked it took a long time for him to answer and when he did he I could tell he just woke up. His hair was messy and he didn’t have a shirt on. What caught my eye however were the hickeys he had. I had never given a hickey in my life and he had several on his neck. Then I heard a girl call out asking who it was. I was hurt and angry and he just laughed and said if I wasn’t giving it up then he had to find someone who would. He said we could still be together and even asked if I wanted to join them. I screamed at him then left crying. I was do upset that I didn’t pay attention to where I walked and ended up lost. I was mad, hurt and now lost. I sat on a bench and cried. I was crying when I heard a familiar voice call my name. I looked up and saw Sam, my dad’s best friend. He had been running by when he saw me and stopped to check in me. Sam had been in my life as ling as I can remember. When he sat down next to me I just hugged him and cried then told him everything. He said he could take me home if I wanted but I didn’t want to face my parents and asked if I could hang out with him for awhile. He said sure then walked me to his house which was about a mile away. As we walked, I told him what I had planned and how foolish I had been. He listened and reassured me that everything would be fine. Once at his house, he excused himself to go shower while I turned in the TV I sat on his couch thinking about everything. Sam was my knight in shinning armor and the more I thought about it, the more I realized I wanted Sam to be my first. With that in mind, I went into his room and waited sitting in his bed. When he came out, wrapped in a towel, he was surprised to see me there. I told him that I wanted him to be my first. He stuttered saying that I was confused and hurt and didn’t know what I was saying. So I stood up and pulled my dress over my head and said again I wanted him. He said he could get into trouble and that it was wrong but he didn’t look away. When I removed my bra and panties he stopped talking and just stared at me. I could see his erection under his towel and said so. He looked then at me and asked if I was sure. I just nodded and laid back on his bed. He came to me slowly then dropped his towel. When I saw his erection, a small part of me worried it was too big and a larger part of me giggled because I realized that my now ex-bf had a small penis. Sam joined me on the bed and spent the day making love to me. It was an amazing first time and after that we had a sexual relationship that lasted several years. We had sex off and on until I was out of college. Now, I am about to get married in a few weeks and since my father passed away Sam will be walking me down the isle and giving me away. What my fiancé wont ever know, is that the man giving me away was the man who took my virginity.