#1 : Stacy – Post 11

So it was January, and I had just turned 19. Winter break was almost over. Stacy had come and stayed at my parents’ house for a couple nights. The rule was that she couldn’t sleep in my room. We had a guest room for her upstairs right next door to my parents’ room, and my bedroom was in the basement. But we would hang out in the basement living room until it was time for bed.

After everyone else was asleep, we moved to my bedroom and started fooling around in my bed. We had to keep it quiet, as my parents’ room was right above mine and it was an old house, so you could hear everything.

Just like telling her I loved her that first, time, I was impulsive again. I didn’t plant to have sex for the first time in my life that night. But we did. We were naked in my bed, fooling around. Touching each other. And then I just asked her, “Do you want to have sex?”

She replied, “Really? Are you sure?” And I was.

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