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This is the story of how I (Male 19) lost my virginity. And it begins with two gorgeous words, “Drama Class!”

It was my first semester at school, and to make my time there less depressing I signed up for Drama class (theater). I was at all times a drama geek, and loved to perform in Improv and plays. It’s still my dream to become an actor, but back to the story.

To my surprise, one of my old classmates (Female 18) from high college was also joining. We’ll call her Donna. I had taken a year off after graduating high college to get my financial situation in order, which is why she was able to catch up academically. And she is god damn beautiful. A petite girl a little over 5 feet tall, a solid 8-9 out of 10, while I was a 5-6 at best. And given that I am 5’3, it helped ease my short complex. It was very nice catching up, and of course we did acting duets that made the whole class lose their minds with laughter. She was such an awesome person.

The final comes around, and we have to perform a short play for the professor and a small audience (roughly 50 people). I was in a panic because me and Donna were cast as the love interests for the story. I had zero experience with romance in my life, never even kissing a girl before. I only confessed this to her so if she wanted, she could request being partnered with someone else. Her response was:

“It’s theater, if we kiss, it doesn’t count because it’s a performance.”

Regardless of the logic, I was swayed super easily with that response. The weeks that followed we rehearsed with the class, but would take personal time to rehearse in private because I’d blush like hell every time she kissed me. We’d usually do it in the college theater because people were rarely there unless there was a class going on. She gave me tips on what to do, how to hold her, how to position, and so forth.

One day though, something came over me. After we recited our lines, kissed, I didn’t pull away. What was supposed to be a brief 5 second connection, I pushed it further. I placed my hand behind her head, gripping her hair, and my other hand around her waist and pulled her hips close. I didn’t want it to end, and I found myself putting my tongue in Donna’s mouth. She made a light moan, which scared me and made me snap back to reality. I was dead silent thinking I had just fucked up, but her immediate reply made my heart race.

“So I take it we’re not rehearsing anymore?”

As a 19 year old virgin dumbass, you can imagine I didn’t have a good one liner for that question. Whatever came out of my mouth afterwards, was enough for her to drag me into the dressing rooms under the theater.

Several times on our way there we couldn’t keep our hands off one another. We’d begin making out before reaching the stairwell, her nails running through my hair, the tingling sensation made me restless. I’d have my hand on her thigh while her leg was wrapped around me. Over and over we’d take these detours to keep the heat off the moment going. Again, I couldn’t withstand pushing things to escalate the moment. Just as we’re about to enter the dressing room, I pin her to the wall. My left hand cusping hers above her head, and lifting her leg to even height with her curvy hips. While it started as more wet tongue action, I unconsciously found myself dry humping her. I slow myself down so I can see if her reaction is positive or negative to my advances.

“Don’t tease me like that,” Donna tells me, pulling me closer and dry humping me faster.

We rush ourselves into the dressing room, lock it, and we’re already stripping one another. Sitting on a counter, she guides my head down to her underwear. Even before my tongue is inside her, she’s wet. I instantly became hooked on hearing her moans, I wanted to put on an incredible performance so I could listen to her sounds of pleasure more. I made mental notes on the motion, the speed, and how deep she wanted my tongue to move in her.

Finally, after the foreplay, she strokes my cock in her hand. Donna guides the tip to her pussy, and I’m literally shaking both out of excitement, and nervousness. She brings me in for another kiss to calm me down, and things become incredibly warm down there as she lets out another moan. Her whole body is wrapped around me while I thrust into her. I couldn’t tell which of us was louder in the moment from the pleasure. Her nails were digging into my back, and teeth into my neck while I fucked her. In addition to the warm details of her vagina on my cock, the ambiance of her sounds, and our hands feeling each other all over, I couldn’t help but hold her close to vigorously plow into her.

Sadly, I didn’t last very long, and I ejaculated on the floor. I ended up finishing her off with my fingers. The way she moved as I played with her pussy really made me want to go again. Her hips and voice matched the motions of my strokes. It was a proud feeling having her orgasm on my hand.

I couldn’t have wished for a better first time, and I was glad it was enjoyable for her since I was very inexperienced. We made out a bit longer, and despite my doubts, she said it was a great experience.

We hooked up a couple more times throughout the semester, but nothing more came out of our time together. We’re still friends even though we don’t speak to each other that much anymore. We’re both currently in different relationships, but I cannot help but think back to these moments with her.

NSFW: yes

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