K.R.

Rebound and "friends with benefits" guy. The first time we ever hooked up was in my dad's navigator. I blew him. Twice. To this day, I was the best blow job he's ever had. It's a title I've lived up to for many guys. Once, I dressed up in my school uniform and gave him a lap dance to show him what a dirty catholic school girl I was. The first fantasy I ever fulfilled. I gave him road head after that. We fucked outdoors by a water tower, against a pole, legs spread. That was one of my favorites. He knows what I like, it drives me insane. We weren't meant to hookup, it was taboo. But we continued anyway. In his car. In his bed. I'll do anything for a guy that smokes me out.

C.H.

We dated on and off for a year and a half. He made me cum and orgasm for the first time. Usually during sex we got stuck in really shitty situations. We got caught by a cop while fucking in his car. We got caught by my mom fucking in my bed. I hated that every time I was horny, and I wanted to fix it, I had that fear that we might get caught by everyone and anyone. It got old fast. He liked getting kissed on the back of his neck. That was his sweet spot. I blew him in the park once, too. I like having sex outdoors. It feels good. I don't remember much because it was so long ago...but old habits die hard. I'd fuck him again.

J.T.

My first. It happened my freshman year of high school. I was 14. He was 17. It happened in an abandoned house next to his with his sister's toys all around us. He got on top of me and pulled my pants down and I told him to just stick it in for a second. I needed to know what his cock felt like. And then it was over. I pushed him off of me and told him I wasn't ready. Did it count? It never happened between us again. It ruined our relationship and what was known as my innocence. That's long gone now.