The First Time (Dirty)

It was almost prom time, and I had no date. Everyone was running around with their boyfriends and girlfriends except a few of us. For me, it was because I took school seriously. I had no interest in a love life that would fall apart when I went to college. Still, this was prom, and I did want to go...

I saw one chance, but I didn't think it was much of one. There was a girl one year younger than me. She was the school slút. No one knew for sure, but most people guessed that she had slept with no less than 400 guys. She already had 2 kids at 17, and most people thought she had had an abortion as well. She smoked, drank, did drugs, and wasn't terribly attractive. She was thin and tall, very lanky, and she had long black hair. She never wore makeup to cover her pimples, and she had a pretty bad case of acne, but she was hardly the only one with that problem.

However, she was never around at any of the more romantic events. She was hardly seen at any events, normally prefering the parking lot or under the bleachers at the school games.

I wondered if she would even think of saying yes of going with me, but I had decided it wouldn't hurt to ask. Just as I imagined any love disappearing after college started, the same would be true of any embarrassment from being turned down by the school's "easiest" girl, Jessica.

I don't remember well exactly how it went, but I'm sure I fell all over my own words. I remember her staring at me for what seemed like an eternity however, and her saying, "ok, I'll pick you up."

I wasn't looking for anything too spectacular, but I was really excited getting ready on the night of the prom. I got my hair cut earlier in the day, I showered three times, I made sure not a single button on my rented tux was out of place, and I waited..and waited...and waited. She didn't come. I was glad my parents were out of town, so at least I could make up a story about how I went.

I laid in bed at about 1 AM, unable to sleep, thinking about why she hadn't come. I nearly had a heart attack when I heard a knock on my window. I grabbed my lamp as a weapon, though it wasn't a very good one, and looked. There she was. I was thrilled to see her, forgetting for a moment that prom was already over. She smiled and started laughing, and I realized that I wasn't wearing anything. I opened the window and invited her in.

"Sorry for being so late," she said.

I hesitated. "It's ok, I didn't think you would come at all."

"I just didn't know...if you were serious. I mean, you...with me? I have a reputation to keep. I can't be embarrassed by you in front of half the school!"

I smiled and replied, "I was dead serious. I wanted to go to prom with you. I mean, neither of us had anyone, so..."

"I'll make it up to you," she smirked. "Are you a virgín?"

I nodded, but I wasn't exactly after séx. I still hadn't dressed though. In the moment, I had forgotten. "Do you parents keep any beer around here?" she asked.

"Yeah, in the fridge," I told her.

"Go get me one," she commanded. I did as she wanted, going though the dark hallway I had been down so many times before. It felt strange, different. I opened the fridge and noticed, in its dim light, that I was really hard. Talking to her, knowing what could happen, I was getting really hornéy.

When I got back, she was already undressed, sitting on the side of my bed, smoking a cigarette. My room was dark except for the light from the streetlamps outside, but it provided enough light to see that she was really wet. Much more than I had imagined. "Open it and give it here," she said. I had almost forgotten that I was holding a beer, but did as I was told.

"Before I do anything for you, you're going to give me oral. It's your first time and I don't want you going off before I have my fun," she explained. "get on your knees, take your time, and don't you dare bite me."

I got on my knees and looked at her smooth pússy. I noticed her smell, somewhat tangy, and gently put my tongue on her. She was gentle, not rushing me, but I knew I had to slide it in, so I took a deep breath and did just that. The juice in her was so thick and there was so much I felt like choking. It had such a strong salty taste, not what I had imagined, but I went on with it, and soon, I started to even like it.

She started to moan and rub herself, and even pushed my face into her pússy. After a time, which was much too short for me, she had an órgasm. She was so loud that I thought my neighbors might call the police. I kept licking, but she pulled my head away.

She looked down and smiled. "Wanna know a secret?"

"What?" I asked eagerly.

She put her lips up to my ear and whispered very slowly, "you aren't the first guy I've been with tonight."

My heart skipped a beat. It was another guy's cúm that I tasted in her. And I had even enjoyed it, which must have been obvious to her. "I have another 'date' in about 30 minutes, so I needed to get cleaned up," she told me smiling. "But I made a deal. I'll be back in an hour." She picked up her clothes and ran out while I was still shocked.

I waited for her to come back, resting on my bed. I just laid there, thinking of her. I doubted she would come back, but two hours later, there she was again at my window. I opened it again for her, and she climbed in while saying, "late again, but the party was bigger than I thought, and they had so much beer. How could I leave hot guys and beer?" She had come in náked, but this time I wasn't fooled by her being so "wet" that it was runnnig down her leg. She sat down, opened her legs, and said only "eat me."

"You've had séx with other guys, I know it this time!" I said.

"Six," she replied, showing me 2 100-dollar bills in her hand. "Seven after you, if you do a little cleanup first."

I don't know why I was attracted to her, but she looked beautiful sitting on my bed, so I got on my knees, and licked her. There was even more than last time, but I kept going, untill she had another órgasm. Without a word, she pulled me up and pushed me on the bed. She slid herself own on my hard díck and smiled. I was so hornéy that I hardly managed to ask, "don't you want a condom?" I was moaning so much I wasn't sure she understood.

She shook her head. "Never, I love the feel of cúm in me."

With that, it happened, I had an órgasm in her. She stopped, got off me, and said, "What a night, I'm so tired." She took a pillow from under my head and threw it on the floor. "You sleep there, I want this bed and no way you're sleeping in it with me."

I started to say ok, but as soon as I opened my mouth, she said, "you don't speak unless I say so." I got out of bed and laid on the floor. She took my bed and was snoring in less than 5 minutes.

Over the next weeks, she came over several times normally after, and sometimes even for, her "dates." The real dates were with me. We became boyfriend and girlfriend, even though we were total opposites.

However, soon after, it was time for college, and she was there to see me off. "You go get good grades and stay away from the girls," she said. "I want a good loyal husband that will make enough money to support me, my kids, and my hobbies."

I smiled, "Your hobbies? I suppose that means you won't be staying away from the guys, then."

"Nope," she said bluntly. "Doing guys is my hobby after all." She smiled and gave me a kiss. "At least you don't mind."

I shook my head to let her know it was ok. "I'll be back for you." I said.

She smiled with a tear in her eye, we said our last goodbyes, and I left for college. I still see her when I can, and I still wait for her. My first time was a taste of my future, and I wouldn't trade that future for the world.