It's maybe not as exciting as lots of the stories posted here, but I wanted to capture my first sexual experience as it was unsurprisingly a pretty momentous occasion which really helped my self-esteem! I was a late bloomer and hadn't even kissed a girl before, I didn't have much confidence and the events below happened when I was 21 at uni. Unbelievably I can't remember all the details now, but this is my best recollection!

I was helping out with a play, which required a few weeks of set building, and that was when I first met Emma who was also part of the crew. She was very attractive, completely out of my league and I barely spoke to her at first because I found her intimidating! But gradually I relaxed and we began to chat and get on.

At the afterparty everyone was merry and riding that high that comes after a big group achievement - people were being very touchy feely, lots of hugging and contact. As the party went on, Emma and I spent more time together just being silly and enjoying being drunk. When the party broke up I offered to walk her back - I normally wouldn't have been so forward but i was pretty relaxed and I guess a part of me had picked up the signals.

We went back to hers and she invited me in to watch a TV show that we had earlier realised we were both big fans of. We chilled on her bed lying together but not really touching and watched a few episodes. I think we both knew at this point that something was going to happen, but I couldn't make the first move. I think my lack of experience was a big factor, but also I couldn't really believe that she was actually interested, it felt a bit dream like.

She turned things up a notch when she announced that she was uncomfortable in her tights and was going to take them off. She was wearing a cute summer colourful dress which showed just a bit of cleavage. She must have been a bit surprised when I still didn't make a move because she decided to take charge and leant in to kiss me. I was in a bit of a dream-like state, it almost felt unreal as I enjoyed my first kiss ever but my body was reacting and I felt the adrenaline rise, along with that amazing fluttering feeling in your chest. I think it was then that I fessed up that I'd never done anything with a girl before. I think she wasn't surprised (!) and actually I think it excited her in retroapect.

I would have been content with that for a while but it was clear that Emma was pretty keen to get going - perhaps she didn't trust me to actually move things on at all! She looked me in the eye cheekily and asked if I wanted to take her dress off - I nodded eagerly and helped pull it off her. Her body was beautiful - so slim, slender and elegant, something still seemed too good to be true! But I barely had time to take it in before she asked if I would take off her bra. I actually think I was fairly smooth getting it off considering it was my first time with one and I felt like I was enacting a fantasy.

I took it off and just stared at her boobs - the first ones I had ever seen. I really was just in awe (I'm definitely a boobs guy) and I think she enjoyed my childish reaction. They were smallish but perfectly round and with beautiful dark pointy nopples. I enjoyed running my hands over her naked skin and gradually up to touch her boobs gently. She let me play with them a bit before lying down on the bed and pulling me down with her.

That was when she started to undress me and whilst I know I had the time of my life, this is where it starts to get a bit fuzzy. I know that we were lying down facing each other and she started to touch me and then jack me off, and that I was just running my hands all over her and then at some point started to finger her and took off her knickers which were very lacy and exciting.

The next thing that I do remember very clearly is she got me to sit up kneeling and she sat up and gave me a blowjob. It was amazing but quite quick - she lay back down and asked if I wanted to have sex - I realised she had been getting me ready to enter her, although I was already fairly hard. I was a bit flustered, things had been moving quite fast, I'd bad a string of firsts all in the space of 15 minutes or so and I was worried we were rushing although I think in retrospect she was just so horny at that point she just wanted sex. I was worried that we hadn't had enough foreplay and she would think that I wasn't paying her enough attention, so I offered to eat her out.

I did that for a bit and really enjoyed it, although not sure I had the right knack for it. She was shaved apart from a small strip, very neat, and I remember the feeling of closeness and intimacy at being allowed contact with somewhere so private and protected. She did moan a bit and hold on to me nicely, but she didn't let me do it for too long before she lifted my head up, looked at me and said 'I want you inside of me'. It was so sexy and powerful, I loved the way she spoke and how keen she was, even if it is maybe a bit of a porn cliche!

I asked if she had a condom, I had never thought it necessary to carry one around before, but she said that as I was a virgin and she was on the pill, she was OK without me using one. I got into position above her and she helped me in. The feeling was incredible, it was a very special moment partly because of the physical feeling but also how she was helping, encouraging and pulling me in, and I think at this point I had realised how keen she was and that it really was genuine that she wanted me - I'd never felt desired in that way before.

Now I think I probably did a pretty poor job at the sex itself - I thrusted a lot but don't think i got into a good rhythm or did it hard or fast enough, but it was still nice I think. I asked of we could try a few positions - her on top was fun, I enjoyed the view of hee boobs, and of seeing her lower herself down and gradually envelop my dick and the weight of her body on my hips. We also tried doggy with her on hands and knees but she gradually lay down flat on the bed and I found it harder with that angle.

It became clear that I wasn't going to cum - I was still nervous and I was on medication at the time which didn't help matters. I offered to finger her again and after some more chilled, slow fiddling she came. She told me 'you made me cum' again in a bit of a porn cliche way, but I loved it.

We lay next to each other talking for a bit - I was just so happy, and I told her all about how good I felt about myself right now, and how I'd never had that feeling of desire. I think now that she was also more insecure than she let on and although I was clearly just a bit of a charity case to her, just the best thing available at the time, I think she did really enjoy the attention and my appreciation and we had a really good heart-to-heart.

We tried having sex another 2 times but I still wasn't able to cum. She tried another blowjob with me sat on the side of the bed ansner kneeling on the floor - this time for much longer, but I still didn't cum and she wanted to stop eventually, so I did feel a bit guilty.

At one point she had to go to the loo - she put on a robe to go to the shared bathrooms and when she came back she stripped out of it so seductively, i wanted her all over again.

I didn't get her to cum again unfortunately and by this point it was lunchtime the next day and I had to leave. We kissed and cuddled again and I left.

We stayes in touch and I saw her a few times afterwards but didn't have sex again. I felt a bit guilty because I knew there was someone else who she really liked, so didn't want to get in the way with all of that and eventually they did date.

But I have very fond memories of the event and am not sure i could have asked for much more from a first experience - we had fun and it was all very friendly and we laughed a lot and had really great chats in between. I wish I had given her more pleasure (I feel I've learned a lot since) and it would have been nice if I had cum, but overall I was so happy and grateful. It did make me feel different about myself and gave me the confidence to get a girlfriend 6 months later, so was pretty key for me I think.

I do think back every now and again, occasionally when masturbating. I'd like to get on touch with her again, to see how she is but also just to reminisce about that night - but I think that would probably be quite a creepy thing to do! I hope she also has fond memories of it, even if the sex wasn't that great, I hope she enjoyed taking my virginity and the wonder/amazement that I had at the whole experience!

If you enjoyed my story, please message and let me know, or if you'd like to share your own experience or ask any questions, am keen to explore further! 🙂