“Sex was sinful, bad, and something that must never be done or else God will punish you with a baby. Every guy is after sex. It’s all they want.”

This is what my parents told me. They did everything possible to scare me away from sex. In a way, I thank them because unlike many girls, I waited for someone I could trust and depend on. Someone special. My first love.

The first time I had sex, it was January 2, 2009. The first time I had sex wasn’t romantic like in the movies or spontanoues. My first time was the first time my fiance and I were one. We been together for over one year and have waited until we were both ready. Mainly me, since he wasn’t a virgin.

When I woke up that morning, I didn’t know that day would be the day I’d lose my virginity. All I could think about was that it was the last day I would see my fiance for 6 months. He was in the Army and had leave for Christmas break. I hadn’t spent one moment alone with him since the day he left for basic training which was in October.

Before leaving to the airport that day, we went to his house. We went into his room. I sat on his bed and stared at him: He was wearing his ACUS (his Army uniform). I loved seeing him in his uniform. It made me feel so proud. I looked at his almond colored eyes, and my heart sank. I missed him already.

He came up to me and we started kissing. I slowly laid back still kissing him and soon our clothes came off. He stood up and took off his ID tags. At that moment I knew I was ready. I can’t really say why, but I knew it was. It was painful, but he was caring, soft, and gentle. At times it felt amazing. I felt amazing in ways I can not explain. I felt closer to him and I know he did too.

After our goodbye to each other, it was time to say good-bye at the airport. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t. I hugged him, I told him I loved him and that I was going to be here when he came back. I watched him walk toward his flight, I wanted to run and leave with him, but I couldn’t. After my first time, til this day I don’t regret it. Why? Because as I sit here writing my story, I look at my fiance and smile.

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