There is a first time for everything is what they tell me. I didn't chose to wait, I just did. I wish that I could say that I was saving myself for marriage, but that wasn't the case. My daddy intimidated most of the boys in my neighborhood where I grew up. Everyone knew my dad. He worked at the State Pen. To make matters worse I was adopted by the Munoz family next door. The Munoz family consisted of six boys and one girl. Liz was the baby and also my best friend. So they treated us like little kids most of the time and the boys were also afraid of the Munoz'. So back then I didn't have a chance in hell of getting my cherry popped. My dad and the Munoz' made sure of that.
I grew up a chubby girl in Albuquerque. Yes there are black people there. That is usually the first question I get when I tell people where I am from. We only make up about 3% of the population. Growing up there is hard on black females. Most of the black boys dated the Mexican girls. I grew up thinking that I wasn't cute. Hell I was chubby simple as that. Being a chubby teenager does nothing for ones self esteem. I moved to Texas when I was 20. My eyes were wide open. I was living in a place where every where you looked there was someone that looked like me. It was great! Suddenly I wasn't just another fat black face in the crowd. People were actually noticing me. I loved it here.
As you may have read in a previous story I woke up one morning and just had to have "it". I was working in a big company with tons of men. I had been here for close to two years. Everyone was hooking up. I had my eyes on Johnny Clyde. I was in love with him. He was tall and bald just like I like em. I admired him from a far for a long time. I was pretty shy back in the day. We became friends, he was my buddy. I would make it a point to where my Heather Locklear business suits then sashay by his desk. He wanted to go out for drinks one night. After the drinks we sat in my car and made out. He could have had me that night if he wanted to. Telling him my secret ruined that idea though. I told him that I was a virgin and wanted him to be my first. Who knew that would be a mistake. Not me or I would not have told him. He told me that he wouldn't do it. He was going through a divorce at the time. He told me that it needed to be special. That he didn't want the responsibility of taking my chastity. I can understand it now, but at the time it hurt my feelings. Then somehow the word got out. Everyone knew my dirty little secret. That is what is funny about a secret. Once you tell one person, it's no longer a secret. It was so obvious that I was now a moving target with these bastards. I didn't trust any of them. I actually over heard 2 of them bastards discussing which one of them were going to "get me". Neither I cussed their asses out right then and there. They were both attractive men but they were also a couple of the many office hoes. We were cool after that. Just had to clear the air...bastards. There was no way in hell any of them was going to be able to say that they "had me".
So my search continues...My best friend is from Shreveport, LA. We would burn up I-20 going back and forth between Texas and Louisiana. It's only about a three hour drive. We would go to these little hole in the walls Lacy's and Mable's. Lacy's played hip hop, and Mable's played old school. There were many a drunken night in those clubs. They were right next door to one another. My best friend is 10 years older then me so she would spend most of her time in Mable's, and me in Lacy's. I would hop back and forth between the two all night. It was on yet another drunken rendezvous that I met him. His name was Willie. Sparks were flying. I caught him staring at me. After awhile of our eye locking he walks over to where I was. The saying is true or it was in this case. I knew within a few minutes that I wanted him. It was odd to me then. It could have been the tequila. Whatever this feeling was, it was awesome! He asked me to dance and I guess you could call it that. The old folks would call it dry hunching. I have never been big on public sighs of affection, but we couldn't keep our hands or mouths for that matter off of each other. We closed the club that night as me and my friend did on quite a few occasions. My friend found us lip locking against the wall. I had forgot all about her. Willie and I exchanged numbers and promised to call each other.
Over the next few weeks we talked on the phone everyday. We talked about the sparks we felt for one another. We laughed at almost having sex against that wall. About a month or so after our first meeting there I was burning up I-20 again. This time I was on a mission. I was on my way to get me some. Oddly enough I wasn't nervous. I wasn't in love with this man. I wasn't delusional it was what it was. I wanted to have sex. That was what it was about and I was driving 3 hours to get it. I didn't tell Willie I was a virgin because I didn't want him to back out of the deal. All of my girl friends back home were rooting me on. They couldn't wait to hear the details. I couldn't wait to tell them.
When I arrive in the city I call Willie and we are going to meet up after he gets off work. He worked at one of the many casinos there. He didn't live alone. He lived with his mamma so naturally we aren't going to his house. He comes and picks me up at my friends house and greets me with one of those sweet kisses of his. No off we go. OK so now I am getting a little nervous. We are driving around looking for a motel. We get to the room and start kissing. I was having an internal panic attack. Willie wants to take a shower because he just got off. While he is in the shower I am thinking do I take my clothes off? I am trying to position myself on the bed in a sexy pose. That wasn't working. Everything I did seemed wrong. We haven't even started yet and I needed this part to be over. I felt so got damn awkward. When he finally gets out of the shower he is standing in front of me in nothing but a towel. I didn't have the first clue on what to do next...so I sit. He comes over to the bed and sits next down next to me. We start kissing and again the sparks. I am grinding against his body when he starts to undress me. Now I am starting to panic again. It is about to go down! I am now completely naked. I didn't know much but I did know I didn't want any got damn kids. I asked him where the condoms were. I thought that was his job. He doesn't have any, so off to the store he goes.
I am laying there waiting for him to get back. Again I thought about a sexy pose. That shit just wasn't working for me. I laugh at the thought. He gets back and we get started again. He puts on the condom when the funniest shit E V E R happens! He was like I need you to help me. His voice was almost trembling. I am thinking to myself that I am the last person that can help you with it. Hell I didn't even know how they worked yet. Flicks were the closest I had been to a dick. He reaches over and turns on the light. Willie had some how gotten his pubes twisted in the condom. He was laying there begging for me to help him. I couldn't help but to bust out laughing my ass off. He didn't thing that there was shit funny at the time. That's when I spilt the beans. I told him that I was a virgin and I didn't know what to do. He was going to have to fix it. Then he shocked the shit outta me. He told me that he was a virgin too! Well I will be got damn. How in the hell out of all the dicks in the world do I end up with a man whose dick had never been in another pussy? That is the kind of dumb luck my black ass has. Now we are both rolling. We are laying there belly laughing. He somehow gets his pubic hair loose from being intertwined in the rubber.
Let's Get Ready To RUUUUUUUUUUUUUMBLE! Yeah right? I heard that the shit was supposed to hurt but not as much as it did. It could have been because there wasn't much foreplay besides kissing. He didn't even try rubbing my kitty. He must have tried for 10 minutes to get his dick inside of me. That shit was not working. That's it I quit! I told him that he should just quit. I had at that instant accepted the fact that I would always be a virgin. The shit wasn't happening. He was like you just need to relax. I mean seriously how could he think that I could calm relax? Get the fuck out of here with that bullshit. I told him that he could try one more time. If it didn't go in he was taking me back to my friends house. I couldn't take any more of this. That must have been what he needed because it went in then.
It wasn't so bad after he got it in. I even rode it for a little bit. It was as if all of the porn and masturbating over the years had paid off. I didn't think that I would be able to have an orgasm either my first time. I did that too. Ol' Willie wasn't so bad. We both fell asleep after it was over. I felt different some how. I'm sure what that feeling was but I know that I woke up with a smile on my face.
Willie and I only seen each other 3 times after our initial encounter. I don't remember now how we drifted apart, we just did. I didn't fall madly in love with him because he was my first lover. He lived too far away. Once I got started it was on a popping. I am still glad that I waited until I thought that I was ready. I don't have any regrets. I didn't have the usual horror story that some women have. My first time wasn't an accident, it didn't just happen. My first time was hilarious. It was planned and calculated. I didn't know who it would be but someones son had to do it. There is a first time for everything.
Thanks Willie.
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