He's my first

He's my first

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Genre: Non-Fiction

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Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction

Summary

the true drunk story of how i lost my virginity to my fuckface of a "best friend"

Summary

the true drunk story of how i lost my virginity to my fuckface of a "best friend"

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Submitted: May 27, 2016

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We decided to invite the boys, Brandon and White Boy, over around 11 that night. Tiffany and I had already had a few drinks by the time they got there, and like the dumbasses we were we decided to bleach my hair. Brandon helped me put the bleach in and as we waited for the timer to go off we had a couple more drinks. Once I had rinsed the bleach out it was around 2am. 

The boys couldn't go home because it had gotten so late so we snuck them down to Tiffany's basement were her parents wouldn't find them. Once we were down there we proceeded to play a drinking game in which the boys took 3 shots of fireball whiskey each and Tiffany and I finished off the wine coolers. 

Now before I say anything else you should know Brandon is my best guy friend and he had been trying to get me a fuck buddy/ boyfriend. White Boy was his latest suggestion. His real name was Braydon but we all called him White Boy for some reason. He has blonde hair and is about 5'6". 

White Boy, to say the least, can not handle his liquor. He was passed out by 4 despite both Brandon and I's try's to have take some, action. Anyway there we found ourselves. Tiffany, Brandon and I all of us drunk and slightly horny. Somehow I found myself leaning over Brandon as he pulled my ponytail dragging me down so he could kiss and suck on my neck and breasts. Leaving me in a hot mess.

The next thing I knew he was straddling me and asking if I still wanted to be fucked. As he pulled my hair again all I could do was bite my lip and nod. As he unzipped his jeans he leaned down and in the sexiest voice whispered that no one could know. He didn't even bother with our clothes and just decided to push them out of the way as he positioned himself. "Are you sure about this?" He asks one final time. I barely give a nod before he drives into me. I gasps and he covers my mouth so no one will hear waiting for me to adjust to his size. 

Slowly he removes his hand and silently asks if I'm ok. I give a nod and slowly he starts to move. As he picks up the pace he begins to whisper dirty little things in my ear. I bite my lip to keep from moaning to loudly. With each thrust the feeling of him inside me keeps getting better and better as he drives me closer to the edge. Suddenly he pulls out and tells me to flip over so I can be on top. I, being a bigger girl found this nerve racking but he just grabbed me and helped me adjust to the new angle. Slowly I became more comfortable with this position and he incouraged me to move. This gave me an even better feeling than before.

But these feelings were to shortly lived as Tiffany came running back from where ever she had disappeared to saying her parents were coming and the boys needed to get out of there. I hurried to get up and straightened my clothes and Brandon did the same. Tiffany opened the window as Brandon and I struggled to wake White Boy and get him up. Finally we were able to push the drunken boy up and through the window. Brandon turns to me and pulls me close to whisper a reminder not to tell and kiss my neck. Then he turned and pulled himself out the window. Tiffany and I watched as the two drunk boys staggered down her driveway. 

We hurried up to Tiffany's room just in time for her parents to walk down the hallway to the bathroom. Not long after that I realized what I had just done. Who I had just done. Brandon, my best guy friend, Tristan's boyfriend, the only guy that really got my bitchy humor. I had fucked up! Hell I had fucked him! And I can't say it wasn't the best night/morning of my life.


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