I was going out for my 21st birthday and told my friends to meet me at a certain bar in town ..let's call the bar Todey's(for anonimity purposes). They hadn't arrived yet, so I had a couple drinks waiting for them. The bar tender who saw my ID congradulated me on my birthday and asked why I was drinking by myself. I reassured him that my friends would be arriving soon. A couple of drinks later, when they hadn't shown up, I thought of all the reasons why they might not have made it. It made the most sense that they may have misunderstood the bar name for the bar way over on the other side of town named Toderoff's(some similar name). I wasn't able to call the because my cellphone was dead. I thought "what great luck, everything is going wrong" and and I started getting into a bit of a mood. It was only around 11 so I decided to wait a little in case they showed up. They were supposed to drive me home and since I was already pretty tipsy, I ordered something to eat. I soon began having a conversation with the man next to me who was also a little tipsy. He was a short, charasmatic guy probably in his 40's. He was kinda husky with dark hair and strong features. I thought he looked italian. I told him this and he said that he was actually Greek. That's when he started elaborating on these amazing adventures he had in Greece with his buddies from college ..how he went diving in underground caves off the Greek islands. I was for some reason, very intrigued. He boasted about this unique drink that was popular with the natives there and offered to order me one. I accepted and must have lost any inhibitions while the drinks kept coming with conversation because I had a few. I had never been so drunk. Somehow I ended up at his place listening to records and smoking a joint. I've smoked before but for some reason it made me rediculously horny. Maybe it was a mix of that and being smashed but after that it got kind of sketchy. He put on some porn that was in a different language and we ended up copying what was in the porn. It was anal porn and I don''t know how I got there but before I knew it I was on all fours getting pumped up the ass, grunting. He had my hair in one big handful as he thrust, using the other to spank me. Then he began yelling things that seemed out of character like, "Your such a nasty girl. You like having your little corn-hole stuffed with my big thick sausage? Yeah.. you like that meat." ..Things like that. I remember thinking "I can't believe this!" ..But then I felt the biggest orgasm coming on and I must have been really loud because I remember him telling me nicely(in contrast)that we needed to be a little bit quieter. I woke up and didn't immediately recognize where I was. I froze for awhile, reminiscing on what had happened. I was bent over the couch bare-bottomed, a blanket thrown over me. I got up with a huge headache and immediately started throwing on my clothes. My pants were soaked in beer. I noticed he hadn't picked up from last night. There were beer bottles everywhere, a spilt ash-tray, HIS underwear and clothes scattered about, a used condom on the rug, an OPEN bottle of vaseline with a huge hand-dip taken out of it! Then there was a semi-formally written note set on the table saying something like: "Good morning, I enjoyed our time spent together. blah blah ..Here is my number, I will return from work at 5:00 if you would like to have another go. Cerial is in the cupboard, milk in the fridge." On the way out the door, I got a look at a picture of him and his friends on the wall. A bunch of older men at the beach holding up beers. I got out the door, reognized where I was and had to walk almost a block to my car, which was the only one left in the parkinglot. I drove home in a state of shock. When I got in the door(I was home from college and staying at my parents for the summer)my mom was making lunch sandwitches for my little brother who had friends over. "Oh, god! You reek of alcohol. Had a little too much fun last night did we?" she said. My eyes got big, then I realized she would never suspect. "Oh, no.. Kenzie got wasted and spilled her beer all over my pants. I ended up taking care of her. It was nice to see a lot of people I haven't been in touch with for awhile." I took a thorough bath and slept until that evening. Later my friends explained(as I had suspected) that they had waited for me at the bar across town. I kept my story consistant by telling them that my cellphone died and I ended up leaving the bar with a party of older highschool friends I hadn't seen in awhile. They proposed that we do it the next weekend and meet at the bar I had been to. I decided to pass.
That is the story of how I lost my anal virginity. It is far out of character for me and no one would believe me if I told them. That's ok because I don't plan on telling. -EVER.
That is the story of how I lost my anal virginity. It is far out of character for me and no one would believe me if I told them. That's ok because I don't plan on telling. -EVER.
