Remembering My Anniversary

It's my anniversary. On this day 27 years ago I lost my virginity. I was 19, full of it, living the college experience. Summer school was over, in a couple of weeks I started my sophomore year, already accumulated 42 hours after summer school. Unlike me I felt that these kids were so immature. It was still hot, late July in central Texas. I had on a pair of gym shorts and a tank top. That day I walked out of the dorm braless, stepping out as a woman for the first time. When the blanket of heat surrounded me, I could feel each and every thread rubbing against my nipples.

I walked across the commons to meet my friend Julie. We had met in Freshman English, she was from up near Dallas, her father worked for Walmart. She stared first, then as we were walking, 'need a bra, I can loan you one'. When we stepped into the pizza parlor my nipples went full high beam. Happens all the time, but that day I really noticed and all of a sudden I was self conscious.

We ordered and the waiter, a senior Biology major, made my first ever lude comment experience. 'Let me see your tits, don't hide them'. Talk about being embarrassed. Later, I went to the restroom. It was one only, boy girl, and old building. I locked the door, fixed my hair and noticed how big my nipples were in the air conditioning. I heard a knock, and a giggle of the handle, I yelled occupied, then the door opened. It was our friendly waiter, saying that sometimes people walked out and left the lock on. But the door behind him was closed. I was alone with him in the bathroom.

He sat on the toilet seat, he had me by my hips, my gym shorts around my ankles, kissing my pussy through my bikini panties. I was nervous and embarrassed, wetter than I had ever been, he was biting at my swollen clitoris, grabbing my ass cheeks in his hands. The big O struck me, I almost fell to the ground but he caught me. With his hands under my arm pits he turned me around to hold onto the wash basin. My panties pulled down, halfway down my thighs, his erection inserted, I steadied myself as he did his fucking.

I returned to Julie, away a long time but not so long she felt the need to look for me. She asked me if I had been crying, mistaking my just got fucked look for a personal breakdown. I waited until we graduated before I told Julie that I had lost my virginity to that Biology major.

Life has put me under a mam's controlI many times, but none can compare to that night in the pizza parlor bathroom. It's just not the same, it can't be.

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