This is a story about my first sexual experience. The girl's name was Sophia and she was the most incredible girl I had ever met. She had dark brown skin, a few tones darker than mocha, black eyes (thanks to her 100% Filipino heritage), smooth legs, and B-cup breasts. We were both 18 years old, and had known each other since preschool. She had always been a good friend, someone you count on to talk to the first day of school, someone that would loan you fifty cents for lunch money, and someone who signed their name on your cast when you broke your arm. During the summers, we would be over at each other's houses like they were our own, running around, eating all the food, and generally tearing things up. Of course, by time we entered Middle and High School we had both learned about sex. Not from first-hand experience, but from second-hand accounts of older brothers and sisters, and porn. Naturally, of course, we learned separately, from within our own gender circles. Needless to say, that would change during the summer we both turned 18.
Summer was always a happy time. I would stay over a friend's house most of the time, play video games, watch TV, and find new ways to break something new. Being the 18 year old I was, I usually just invited myself over and rang the doorbell. As I was always friendly, and on good terms with everyone, nobody seemed to mind. That is, until a hot day in mid-June when I decided to go over to Sophia's house for the afternoon.
As I walked up the steps to her house, I realized that both cars were gone, but Sophia's bike was still there, which meant neither of her parents were home. It didn't strike me as odd, as both of Sophia's parents worked ten-hour days, five days a week at a office downtown. Which usually left the two of us plenty of time to raise hell and tear stuff up. Still, I had an eerie sensation go into my stomach as I neared the door at the thought of me and Sophia at her house alone.
Still feeling the little tingles, I reached for the doorbell and pressed it for a short time. No answer. Again I pushed the button, this time a little longer. Again no answer. The third time I rang the doorbell for about 15 seconds straight. Sophia opened the door, looking quite hassled. Her eyes widened when she saw me, and suddenly she blurted out, "I have something to show you! Come on! Hurry!"
Not knowing what to make of things, I quickly followed her into the living room. She sat me down on the couch, then placed a brightly colored tape into the VCR and turned on the TV. I started to say something about how boring midday TV was when she placed her hand on my inner thigh and began to slowly rub. "Just watch.", she said.
