It only takes us a few minutes to get to Luis' house. We get out of the car and walk to the front door. Music hits my ears as we step through the threshold.
"Is someone here?" I ask, taking a look at my surroundings.
The living room is connected to the dining room giving the home an open concept. The walls are all painted a soft yellow, and the light brown color on the couches make the room pop.
"No," he says, looking at me with a weird expression on his face. "Oh, the music? I forgot to turn it off when I went to get you."
My mouth forms an O, and I nod my head taking a step closer to an end table next to the couch. The table holds a picture frame of who I assume is a younger Luis with a much older man. Maybe his dad? I sit on the couch and …show more content…
I want you to be comfortable."
I do as he says while he puts the movie on. Once finished he lays next to me on the bed, waiting for the film to start.
Halfway through the movie Luis manages to be a few inches from me. I can feel him take a breath and release it. He moves his hand to my shins, and I shiver. Not because it turns me on, but because it doesn't feel like his hand should be there. Then again, I have never done this before, so I don't know what I am supposed to be feeling. His warm breath hits my shoulder as his hand keeps moving up, almost touching my dress. Wet lips graze my neck, just below my ear and that actually feels good. I turn my head to the side to give him more access, but he stops.
"Wh- Why did you stop?" I turn to him.
He smirks and wets his mouth. Then his lips steal my first kiss. I don't move my lips because I am shocked at the feeling of... nothing. That is what I feel as his lips move against mine. Nothing. No sparks like in movies or books. No electricity running through my body. I try my hardest to relax. Maybe it feels like this because I am nervous. I move my lips to the motion of …show more content…
It will probably be easier now," he walks me to the unmade bed with beads of blood on the sheets.
Luis put on a condom again, and I lay down. The burning pain begins as he enters me once more. I remember to breathe and close my eyes when the rippling sensation of my flesh stretching starts. Once I open my eyes, I see Luis on top of me with drops of sweat on his forehead. I look around the room and see his cell phone on top the t.v with the back facing us. Mhm, that is weird.
All I wanted was to lose my virginity and experience sex. But now that I have, I don't know what all the fuss is about. As his thrusts continue, all I keep thinking is, I hope I don't have to do this again.
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We are outside my house on the driveway. "Luis, can you delete the video you took of us?"
He scoffs and furrows his eyebrows, "What are you talking about America?"
"I know you recorded us, and I am asking you to delete it," I say looking him in the eye. "If you don't delete it, I can't see you anymore."
"Fine." He takes out his phone and deletes the video.
"Thank you."
"Will I see you tomorrow?"
"I don't know. We could see each other on the weekend though."
"Okay. I'll text you," he leans forward and kisses me on the
"Is someone here?" I ask, taking a look at my surroundings.
The living room is connected to the dining room giving the home an open concept. The walls are all painted a soft yellow, and the light brown color on the couches make the room pop.
"No," he says, looking at me with a weird expression on his face. "Oh, the music? I forgot to turn it off when I went to get you."
My mouth forms an O, and I nod my head taking a step closer to an end table next to the couch. The table holds a picture frame of who I assume is a younger Luis with a much older man. Maybe his dad? I sit on the couch and …show more content…
I want you to be comfortable."
I do as he says while he puts the movie on. Once finished he lays next to me on the bed, waiting for the film to start.
Halfway through the movie Luis manages to be a few inches from me. I can feel him take a breath and release it. He moves his hand to my shins, and I shiver. Not because it turns me on, but because it doesn't feel like his hand should be there. Then again, I have never done this before, so I don't know what I am supposed to be feeling. His warm breath hits my shoulder as his hand keeps moving up, almost touching my dress. Wet lips graze my neck, just below my ear and that actually feels good. I turn my head to the side to give him more access, but he stops.
"Wh- Why did you stop?" I turn to him.
He smirks and wets his mouth. Then his lips steal my first kiss. I don't move my lips because I am shocked at the feeling of... nothing. That is what I feel as his lips move against mine. Nothing. No sparks like in movies or books. No electricity running through my body. I try my hardest to relax. Maybe it feels like this because I am nervous. I move my lips to the motion of …show more content…
It will probably be easier now," he walks me to the unmade bed with beads of blood on the sheets.
Luis put on a condom again, and I lay down. The burning pain begins as he enters me once more. I remember to breathe and close my eyes when the rippling sensation of my flesh stretching starts. Once I open my eyes, I see Luis on top of me with drops of sweat on his forehead. I look around the room and see his cell phone on top the t.v with the back facing us. Mhm, that is weird.
All I wanted was to lose my virginity and experience sex. But now that I have, I don't know what all the fuss is about. As his thrusts continue, all I keep thinking is, I hope I don't have to do this again.
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We are outside my house on the driveway. "Luis, can you delete the video you took of us?"
He scoffs and furrows his eyebrows, "What are you talking about America?"
"I know you recorded us, and I am asking you to delete it," I say looking him in the eye. "If you don't delete it, I can't see you anymore."
"Fine." He takes out his phone and deletes the video.
"Thank you."
"Will I see you tomorrow?"
"I don't know. We could see each other on the weekend though."
"Okay. I'll text you," he leans forward and kisses me on the