Anything But Normal

Chapter 3: How I Got My Bump

4 months earlier

I applied a final layer of lipgloss and adjusted my short faded green skirt before leaving my house. Mum knew I wouldn't be back till 11, but that was fine because she was at one of her friends hen nights.

The night grew colder as the sun set into the horizon. I wanted to stop and take a picture it was so beautiful but I decided against it, I was already running late. I walked up the a long cobblestone driveway to reach Dames countryside house. I knocked on the door, and almost instantly, Dame opened the door and embraced me in a long kiss. When he released me, I was breathless; he'd never acted like that before. I smiled up at him as he scooped me up and carries me into the living room.

His parents has gone away for the night so it was the two of us alone.
He put me down on the squishy sofa, turned the lights off, grabbed the popcorn and turned on the film. I laughed as Miss Congeniality started to play on the big television. It was one of my favourite films; "Dame, did you choose it because you know it's my favourite film of all time, or because you really think the girl from Rhode Island is good looking?"

He laughed and said it was because it was my favourite film, but I just smirked knowingly. As Dame began to cuddle me, I realised how sexy he looked in a black T-shirt and matching jeans.

He turned to me and smirked and began kissing me passionately, laying me down gently on the sofa. He began to kiss my neck.

I knew this was wrong because of how young I was. I was brought up the right way and was told how to say no to sex if I wanted to, but I really didn't care right now.

Dame's hands slid down my waist until they reached the top of my skirt. He looked at me questionably, and I bit my lip and nodded. He slid my skirt down my legs then flung it across the room. I felt annoyed inside because that skirt was freshly ironed and it will be all crumpled now.

He kissed my ear, then made his way to my neck and ended at my lips. We kissed each other hard, our tongues dancing together. I broke the kiss to remove his shirt, and couldn't help but stare. He played rugby at school, so he had amazing defined body muscles.

My hand fumbled with his jeans belt but he stopped me. He removed my T-shirt instead. I tried to cover by chest but he told me there was nothing to be ashamed of.

I then unbuckled his jeans and threw them across the room. He unhooked my bra and I began to feel uncomfortable. He smiled down at me and I couldn't help but smile back. I pulled off his boxers and felt his manhood against the top of my thigh. I froze for a second. I was really going to loose my virginity here and now. I was sure that Dame was a Virgin too, as he is 15, nearly 16. He finished off the job by removing my knickers. I felt totally exposed, but I have never felt more alive. I close my eyes tight, waiting for the pain, and it came alright, in all it's glory. I didn't know what happened next, all I knew was that it lasted for ages and was magic.

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I wake up in a tangle of sheets with a sweaty forehead. The digital clock next to my bed flashes 6:18. 'I may as well have a shower' I think, climbing out of bed and heading towards the bathroom. But the memory still stuck to my head like magnets on a fridge.

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