It was February 2008. It had been a while since my friends' 15th birthdays had started, I would turn 14 in April, so by that date I was 14, but like my friends, I was at an age where one is on fire. What happened with the boys of our age, 14 or 15 years old, was that they talked a lot and didn't do much. In general, they were, at least our classmates, very innocent. Well, then we would go to the 15-year-olds' parties and in the little dances we would squeeze each other a bit, but nothing ever happened and we would leave feeling half-disappointed because at that age we wanted more but didn't know what was going on or how it was. But they didn't help anything for things to happen. One of my friends had her 15th birthday party in a rural club near the village in February 2008.
That club I had gone to several times with my parents to eat on Sundays and knew well, it had a big hall where parties were held, then a kind of annex where you could go to eat, a large and beautiful garden, and two or three types of sheds where tools and other things were stored. There was also a kind of cabin where the caretaker of the place was.
That night we went together in several groups, there were like five couples, in a minibus that our parents had rented for us to go. Well, we arrived and the party started and we were all having fun dancing and trying to squeeze each other a bit with the boys who were coming. I was 14 at the time and had a boyfriend my age, also 14, who was very good, so good that he didn't even touch me. At a moment of the party when it was getting hot, I thought about going out to the park. I went out alone and there I saw some couples kissing, since the place was a bit darker, and I started walking in the park.
At one point, a boy appeared, very handsome, like 20 years old, I thought, and asked me what I was doing. I told him, taking a deep breath, and he said it was the party's security guard and that he didn't I went away from him. I kept walking and saw that he was looking at me the whole time. Then I returned to the party. A little while later, I left again and at that moment there was nobody, just the guard and I started talking to him. He told me his name, that he was 22 years old, and so on. I was burning and he noticed right away and started talking to me and told me to walk a bit. Like someone who doesn't want it, he took me to a small shed from where you couldn't see the door of the party hall, and there he gave me a kiss and told me this is what you need. And he kept kissing me. I was like crazy and followed his lead. I don't know if it was 5 or more minutes, but when I wanted to come to my senses, I was being touched down there. I was all wet and he told me while kissing me, shall we do it? And I said what? When I came to my senses, I was against a wall and he lifted me up a bit, took off my underwear and put something between my legs, very hot and started applying pressure. I was about to come, I think, and let myself be carried away. He told me have you done it again? And I said no never. Then he passed his fingers down there and put one in, moving it a bit. It didn't hurt but it was a strange sensation. After that, he put something on his penis, which I later found out was a condom, and started putting it in while kissing me. I felt like I was being split in two, but after he got in and started moving was the most divine feeling of my life. He kissed me and moved until suddenly everything ended. He kissed me a bit more and told me see you tomorrow and gave me an address written on a little piece of paper. I ran out and went back to the party hall. I couldn't dance much more because I was very nervous. I didn't know if anyone would notice anything. When the party ended, we got back in the minibus and I looked at everyone to see if any of them were looking at me with a weird face. Nobody noticed anything, not even my boyfriend, who was really sweet, I think, because he had taken some beer and that made him happy. Almost didn't sleep that night. I was touching myself and didn't know if anyone would notice, I mean, my mom might find out. I don't know, but almost didn't sleep. The little paper had been saved in the shoe because I didn't have anywhere to put it and the next day I saw an address that was quite close to my house and a phone number and a name Eduardo. It was Saturday afternoon and when my mother slept her nap, I called the number and someone answered who said his name was Eduardo and I said, I'm me, the one who was with you last night. He asked how I was and if I wanted to go to his house because he was alone and we could talk about it. I said yes but that I couldn't stay more than an hour. I went and he was waiting for me at the door. We looked around and there was no one, with that heat and Saturday afternoon, everyone was napping. When I entered, he started kissing me again and said, let's finish what we did last night. In a couple of minutes we were both naked, and we started touching and kissing each other and then...he put me on my back, opened my legs, caressed me a little below and then penetrated me again with great sweetness and we did it until it ended... I got dressed and ran home. When I came back, I realized it had only been half an hour but for me it was a lifetime. Eduardo was gone. My first lover, my first man and we did it about four times, after mutual agreement, we didn't do it again. When I turned 15 in April, it had already been a month since I hadn't seen him. Sometimes I still see him around the city. He's married and has two little twin girls, I think, he never knew I was 14. After turning 15, I did it with my boyfriend and he lost his virginity there. According to what I learned later from confidential conversations with my friends, none of us did it with our boyfriends. They would warm them up and the prize would take someone else.
That club I had gone to several times with my parents to eat on Sundays and knew well, it had a big hall where parties were held, then a kind of annex where you could go to eat, a large and beautiful garden, and two or three types of sheds where tools and other things were stored. There was also a kind of cabin where the caretaker of the place was.
That night we went together in several groups, there were like five couples, in a minibus that our parents had rented for us to go. Well, we arrived and the party started and we were all having fun dancing and trying to squeeze each other a bit with the boys who were coming. I was 14 at the time and had a boyfriend my age, also 14, who was very good, so good that he didn't even touch me. At a moment of the party when it was getting hot, I thought about going out to the park. I went out alone and there I saw some couples kissing, since the place was a bit darker, and I started walking in the park.
At one point, a boy appeared, very handsome, like 20 years old, I thought, and asked me what I was doing. I told him, taking a deep breath, and he said it was the party's security guard and that he didn't I went away from him. I kept walking and saw that he was looking at me the whole time. Then I returned to the party. A little while later, I left again and at that moment there was nobody, just the guard and I started talking to him. He told me his name, that he was 22 years old, and so on. I was burning and he noticed right away and started talking to me and told me to walk a bit. Like someone who doesn't want it, he took me to a small shed from where you couldn't see the door of the party hall, and there he gave me a kiss and told me this is what you need. And he kept kissing me. I was like crazy and followed his lead. I don't know if it was 5 or more minutes, but when I wanted to come to my senses, I was being touched down there. I was all wet and he told me while kissing me, shall we do it? And I said what? When I came to my senses, I was against a wall and he lifted me up a bit, took off my underwear and put something between my legs, very hot and started applying pressure. I was about to come, I think, and let myself be carried away. He told me have you done it again? And I said no never. Then he passed his fingers down there and put one in, moving it a bit. It didn't hurt but it was a strange sensation. After that, he put something on his penis, which I later found out was a condom, and started putting it in while kissing me. I felt like I was being split in two, but after he got in and started moving was the most divine feeling of my life. He kissed me and moved until suddenly everything ended. He kissed me a bit more and told me see you tomorrow and gave me an address written on a little piece of paper. I ran out and went back to the party hall. I couldn't dance much more because I was very nervous. I didn't know if anyone would notice anything. When the party ended, we got back in the minibus and I looked at everyone to see if any of them were looking at me with a weird face. Nobody noticed anything, not even my boyfriend, who was really sweet, I think, because he had taken some beer and that made him happy. Almost didn't sleep that night. I was touching myself and didn't know if anyone would notice, I mean, my mom might find out. I don't know, but almost didn't sleep. The little paper had been saved in the shoe because I didn't have anywhere to put it and the next day I saw an address that was quite close to my house and a phone number and a name Eduardo. It was Saturday afternoon and when my mother slept her nap, I called the number and someone answered who said his name was Eduardo and I said, I'm me, the one who was with you last night. He asked how I was and if I wanted to go to his house because he was alone and we could talk about it. I said yes but that I couldn't stay more than an hour. I went and he was waiting for me at the door. We looked around and there was no one, with that heat and Saturday afternoon, everyone was napping. When I entered, he started kissing me again and said, let's finish what we did last night. In a couple of minutes we were both naked, and we started touching and kissing each other and then...he put me on my back, opened my legs, caressed me a little below and then penetrated me again with great sweetness and we did it until it ended... I got dressed and ran home. When I came back, I realized it had only been half an hour but for me it was a lifetime. Eduardo was gone. My first lover, my first man and we did it about four times, after mutual agreement, we didn't do it again. When I turned 15 in April, it had already been a month since I hadn't seen him. Sometimes I still see him around the city. He's married and has two little twin girls, I think, he never knew I was 14. After turning 15, I did it with my boyfriend and he lost his virginity there. According to what I learned later from confidential conversations with my friends, none of us did it with our boyfriends. They would warm them up and the prize would take someone else.
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Me llevaste a esa edad gracias💦