Wiltha-Mae's Whore House.

My first.

My name is Wiltha-Mae, and I am a whore. Now when I say this, it's not to be funny or give myself a cute little nickname. I'm being serious. I'm a whore. I don't really know when it happened or when it sparked, but I became an individual who craved the feeling of sex. I feened for the touch. The grip of someone's hand digging into my hips as they go deep inside me. I needed the intimacy along with the touch. I craved the intimacy more than anything. I wanted the affection during intercourse. I craved being passionately in the moment with someone. I didn't crave for my release as much, only others. Honestly, because no partner has fulfilled that for me. I fulfill that for myself. To understand who I am now, you have to understand everything I've went threw to get here. Starting with my first ever. It was bad... like really bad. It was the summer right before I started high school. I was at my "aunties" house a lot (she wasn't really my auntie, just a fun family friend for years.) She let us do almost everything, so me & my friends were over there a lot. I had just started doing drugs that summer so I was very intoxicated. Everyone was too. It was late at night, and everyone else in the house had gone to sleep. It was just me & him in the room.. along with his unconscious sister in the same bed. In my defense it was a big bed... We were talking at first, just about life. Then eventually there was this unspeakable but understandable silence between us. Instantly, we started kissing. As it proceeded to get more passionate, he gripped & rubbed my thighs. The touch felt good. He began to suck on my neck & that felt really good. I was turned on. She was turned on. I proceeded to go in his shorts and feel what he had...& I felt nothing. There was nothing to feel. He laid back and pulled his shorts all the way down. The goods we're about 4 inches.. Now I understood that we weren't grown ups. We were still going threw puberty. Maybe he didn't peak yet.. Plus I was very high so my "idgaf" percentage was about 95% . So I sucked on the 4 inch goods for about 2 minutes. Guess he really enjoyed it, because he kept moaning. Damn near woke his sister up. There was hardly anything to suck, so this was easy practice. I felt pre-cum release in my mouth. My virgin ass thought he came already. So I stopped. He said he wanted to put it in.. So I let him. I didn't quite know when I was suppose to feel it. I didn't want to ask either. I looked back and he was already thrusting... I couldn't feel anything. Only the pounding of his abdomen hitting my ass. It was terrible & I wanted it to be over. So I faked it... After, I got up and went to the bathroom. In the mist, I tried not to have a whole breakdown without him noticing. This is not how I wanted to loose my virginity. But it happened and I couldn't take it back. I immediately regretted it right after. He didn't even pop my cherry. I was embarrassed & ashamed, I told myself I would never do that again.. I cleaned up, went back in the room, laid down and turned on Netflix. He slid under me, starting to kiss my neck, and asked.. "Wanna go again?" The nerve to even ask that.. "No, I'm tired now." I said... I was lying of course. I wanted to go again, just not with him. It's like I got a sneak peak into this new world, that seems like it has lots to offer, but all I got offered was trash.. I turned on the sitcom friends, set my phone up, flipped to the opposite side of him, and went to sleep... After this incident, I chose to keep my distance from him. I tried to slowly fade him out of my life, but he was persistent on staying. So I had one more moment of weakness.. A couple weeks later his sister invited me to this kickback she was having. The day of, plans got misconstrued, & I ended up being 3 hours late to the party. When I pulled up it was his sister, and 5 other people with her. They all decided to go to the pool, since it was only a small amount of them now. So everyone was on their way out. "Um I didn't come prepared to swim." I said. "Oh, that's fine boo. You can borrow one of mines." Said his sister. She started walking to her room, so I followed. She pulled out a 2 piece from her draw, threw it to me, & said "You can change in my room." On her way out, she knocked on the bathroom door and said "Alright, were gonna be at the pool. Mae's in my room changing though." Then walked out.. I didn't know who she was talking to but it was quite obvious in my head. I quickly started changing to avoid any conflict of conversation. I was halfway there. Bottoms was on & I just had to snap my bikini bra together. Until I heard a knock at the door.. "Can I come in?" By the sound of the voice, I already knew who it was. "Hold on, I'm getting changed." I quickly tried to snap my bra together, but my hands started sweating and I started fidgeting more than focusing. "So is that a yes?" He asked. As he was asking this, he let himself in.. My left hand was holding my chest & my right hand was trying to snap the bra. "I didn't say come in." I said with attitude. I stepped back to the vanity to sit, so he couldn't look at my body. "My bad, I had to get sum right quick." He said. I ignored him and went back to fidgeting with my strap. Honestly it was worse this time, because all I could think about was him being in the room with me ALONE. So the fidgeting was more of a shake. Suddenly, I feel his hands removing my hand away from the strap. He connects the straps, then straighten ups my bra. I clear my throat, "Mhm, thank you." He doesn't respond. He doesn't say anything. So it's back to that unspeakable, understandable silence. He flips my hair to one side & starts kissing my neck. (This is where he got me last time.) Then he began to rub on my chest while kissing my neck. He kept moving his hands downwards. He aggressively turned the chair around to him, got down on his knees and started kissing my thighs. Kiss by kiss he gets closer to her. When he got close enough, he took 2 fingers and slid them in. Slowly going in & out, he moved my bikini to the side. Still going slow, he switched from 2 to 4 fingers. He had skinny fingers, so It kind of felt really good. I started to moan, and grip onto the chair. Once he saw that 6% of pleasure released, he- went- in.. All of a sudden he started going harder & faster. Just pounding endlessly at an enormously fast pace. To the point where it started to hurt. I tried pushing him away, I tried pulling his hand out of me. But he just saw that as signs of me "wanting it more", So he kept going. The harder he went, the more he thought it was pleasuring me. It was all pain at this point. Unpleasant, non-kinky type of pain. "STOP." I yelled.. "This doesn't feel good, so just stop." He quickly took his fingers out. When I sat up from the chair, there was blood everywhere. All on the seat, all on my thighs, and all over his hand. "I just thought you were really wet. I'm Sorry Mae." He said as he started cleaning me up with a towel. I took the towel from him, to clean myself up. Then asked, "Why didn't you stop?" He dropped on the floor & replied, "I thought you liked it, thought it was feeling good. I'm really sorry Mae." We sat there in silence once again. I finished cleaning myself up, then threw him the towel. "Tell your sister, I'm sorry." I said to him. I began to gather my things. "What you mean, sorry? What am I suppose to tell her?" He slightly started raising his voice. I quickly put my clothes back on, on top of the bikini. "Tell her I owe her a new bathing suit. You can explain the chair." I grabbed all my things & rushed for the door. He got up & started after me. "Look I said I'm sorry. Don't you think we can get past this?" He weeped.. "I really don't think we can." I said looking in his eyes. I closed the door & left. I never saw him again after that day. His sister never asked me about the chair or bathing suit either. I guess he came up with some lie to cover it all up or told her the truth... Either way I learned things from my first experience. Mainly 3 things,
1.) Figure out the size before coitus.
2.) Don't ever "fake it" for anyone.
3.) Do not engage in sexual intercourse until you've learned how to function with drugs in your system.