My First.

Naive is the girl who's virginity story is filled with adore. 

I wanted adventure, something of a whore. 

They craved a story of love, I wanted no parts. 

A tale of lust couldn't leave me with a broken heart. 

My peculiar mind set didn't include tradition. 

Anywhere but a bed would consent my permission. 

At a party where free booze was flowing, 

I ditched the scene with a guy who was easy going. 

His eyes piercing and his body perfect.

Requested I show him how I kissed as he grew erect. 

Sex in a car seemed too cliche. 

He parked by a random house, "Too scared to go outside and play"? 

I stepped out of the car as to accept the challenge. 

Stripped us of clothes, too much baggage. 

Kissing me, he held my hands over my head tight. 

Spun me around, from my bottom he took a bite. 

Excitingly he bent me over the hood, 

With a gentle slide in that didn't feel so good. 

He moaned as I felt a tear. 

Gliding in and out, he pulled my hair. 

Consistent strokes left me at ease. 

Intensity growing, I begged for more. Please. 

Turned me to kiss me hard before throwing me to the grass. 

Spreading my legs, he ate from the front to my ass. 

Thrusting back in I felt the same pleasure as he. 

Stroke after stroke, rhythm was key. 

Reaching climax at the same time. 

He threw himself next to me, "Popping your cherry. The pleasure is mine." 

Sex. I want to have this for the rest of my life. 

What I would've been missing if I awaited becoming a wife.