Fireworks and Tears

I was 22. While I had gotten used to sharing showers and being mostly naked, he never really touched my girl bits unnecessarily. It was always because we were in the shower or he was getting me naked or helping me get dressed. I imagined I was a nymph.

One day it was just different. He asked me to sit on the bed naked. I played along thinking it was just another game. He knelt before me and kissed me deeply. His hands found my breasts and I wondered why it didn’t feel wrong. He lowered himself to the floor and on his knees, looked up into my eyes. Aah, the glazed look he gave me. Like he was drugged on my nakedness. But that might have been my imagination mingling with my pride.

I was raised in a strict Catholic environment. In school, nuns told us to never let a boy kiss us beyond the face and the hands. At 14, I was still convinced that I could get pregnant if someone kissed me on the mouth. So you can just imagine my shock with the next request he made.

“Please part your legs for me.”

But you know I did, and without saying a word he held my knees and lowered his face into my sex. I felt him inhale deeply as he buried his face into that part between my legs. When his lips touched my flesh I almost jumped. The shock of it, the heat and the electricity reached all the way down to my toes. I could not breathe.

And yet that was not all of it. He opened his mouth and licked. It was wet and warm and good. I felt a hot wetness inside me. It started building up as he kissed and licked and probed. The heat was nearly intolerable, and when I felt I couldn’t hold on anymore it happened.

I exploded. OR at least I think I did. I felt a gush of something and it felt like fireworks coming out of me. Fireworks.

And so I lay, exhausted and unsure of what it was that just happened to me. He joined me. Looking into my eyes he asked me if he could try entering me. I said yes. We talked about it many times over and I was sure I wanted him to.

He positioned himself on top of me with his legs on either side of mine. He parted my legs and one by one moved his, so that he was rightly between by legs. My sex was swollen. I did not see his as he lowered his torso and began the attempt. I felt the smooth round tip touch my opening. I was so very wet. He slowly pushed inside of me. I think it was an inch in there (which is really nothing) when I screamed. I felt something tear and I panicked.

I pushed him off and curled up into a ball of tears.