Losing the Seal at the Debutante Party

My friend Yasmin was technically a virgin; her first and only sexual experience happened the week of her 15th birthday. At that time, she was a freshman in high school and was dating a girl from the same classroom. However, days before, she got involved with that school's catcher of the moment, a third-rate cat. She asked for a time for her boyfriend, the girl wanted to be available, because she was dazzled by the harassment of Don Juan brasuca. It was not difficult for him to seduce her, since her friend's hormones were in the millions and losing her virginity was almost an obsession, even more so with that cat that was contested as a trophy by most of the young girls at that school. For the next week, the teenage couple kissed and fondled each other more intensely: hands invading the insides of their T-shirts and massaging their naked, numb nipples. Retribution followed with delicate fingers slipping through the open sleeve of their jeans, sliding into their underwear and holding a stiff, warm pinto. The libido exponentially increased the young woman's desire to have sex, and everything happened naturally as if it were one of the disciplines of that educational institution. On Thursday everything was already prearranged, they would stay on Saturday, the day of the debutante party that would take place in a club together with other birthday girls. The big day arrived, and as the party rolled on, her friend could not disguise the feeling of pride that she had won a kind of battle between the girls. She compared the party to a wedding. Her palpitations increased with the passing of the hours. After savoring every moment of those moments of fun and imagination in the company of her "enchanted prince", she felt as if she were in a fairy tale. A few minutes remained before the end of the party, her heart raced almost suffocatingly, as it was time to leave for the "Nuptial Night". Everyone was leaving the club for their homes, including Yasmin's parents, they allowed her to go with the boy to his house to give a kiss to his parents <unk> it was their wedding anniversary and there was a family party <unk>. The recommendation was for the girl to come home before 11 pm <unk> they would have around 40 minutes, more than enough time to <unk> have a hard time <unk> at this age <unk>. The boy had borrowed his mother's car and took my little friend to the park that was near the school. The girl who can't afford a motel or Drive-in gives some pussy in that dark corner during the night. At the hour H he painted a little bit on the girl and she withdrew, but the cat was good at talking and Yasmin yielded to his requests and caresses. She was unpleasant because it was her first time, however, it was over too and she would give herself to him that night, in that park and in the back seat of that car. And you used a condom? No, of course not, Mila. Having cleared up my doubt, the friend continued: Even though I really wanted to, at the time I stopped, since it wasn't quite how I imagined it would be my first time. We didn't make love, it was almost a rape with him lying on the back seat and almost tearing my panties with his desperation and hurry to eat me. <unk> Didn't even roll a foreplay, like he sucked you? <unk> I asked interested. <unk> No, I was the one who sucked that deal, at his request, when we were still in the front seat. When we were already in the back seat, he put the condom on and came over to me. I was very uncomfortable and scared, he put my legs open and up, supported on his shoulders. He treated me like I was a whore, I was very ashamed and asked him to stop when he tried penetration ... Too late, his penis invaded my vagina and was penetrating it and tearing me. It reached my hymen. Feelings of regret and discomfort when he continued to force. I cried from pain and could not hold a whole scream when he brutally went inside me. After the screams and groans of the wounded, I momentarily stopped resisting and accepted that I had no way back, I had just lost my virginity, and I was still trying to relax and enjoy the most intimate moments I'd ever had with anyone in my life. The pain became bearable. I caressed his body over mine and the soft smell that emanated from our sexes... it all remitted sin and made me feel female and superior to the other girls in the school. He dropped his weight on me bending and made my knees almost touch my face. He pumped his penis inside me like a maniac. It was a strange feeling, it hurt a lot, but it was nice and I didn't want it to stop anymore. Suddenly I felt a fright when he screamed like an animal with his face very close to mine, I even thought he had a seizure, at the same time something warmed my vagina even more, it was his fucking filling the condom. Then came the disappointment ... He stopped moving and came out on me seconds later. I was very frustrated. "Was that all?" I thought. Until I was relieved that it was over, but I wanted him to continue, because I started to feel pleasure and soon I would reach orgasm. He, with the face of a predator who had just slaughtered his prey, still had the face of a stick to ask if I liked it. I lied so that I could get out of there as soon as possible, said that I liked it, although I felt pain. He took me home, and that was the end of my first and last love affair. End of period