A girl's very first time

This is the tale of a girl's first time...
('First time what?' You ask, well, here's an answer...go figure!)

She was 16
Fresh outta school...
Ready to tk on the world
(Oh and might I add that she studied within the college for Queen's in the gidi metropolis)

So, like I said, she WAS ready to take on the world

She had heard so much...I mean, literarilly HEARD so much.
She had seen a number; on TV, through the key hole, through a window...she had seen quite a number

Armed with her 3rd party experience, her wild crazy imaginations, her expectations, a bottle of red wine and most importantly, her 20yrs old 'mate', she set out for her 'very first time!'


She had heard it wld hurt; so she figured a few swigs of red wine (the kind that's good for the heart) would help numb d pain....so, a few swigs she took...and then another few swigs...and she was good to go.

He touched his lips to hers (not for the first time)...she loved d taste of tobacco in his breath (or so she thought...at least dats wat the ladies in d Mills and Booms books said all the time)

He moved his hands all over her body and she started to countdownn to the moment wen her cloths wld magically come off her...alas, dat magic never came!
But the cloths did get off. She stopped his hands n took them off (I guess d books didn't 'document' this part right, ai?)

He's hands begun to wonder again...(She was sure he wld perform the 'one hand' trick and unclasp her bra without her knowing...afterall, he was a 20 year old in d university...he must know the skill)...he's hands wondered still, and luckily (or so she thought) found her wet crutch just b4 she started to worry about him.

His fingers skillfully slipped thru the band and found her little wet place...he's fingers went all d way (oh, his fingers had ALL d skill)
She wasn't inclined to, but den she remembered d sounds she had heard b4 and started to echo dem...uh uh uh ah uh mmm ah...every single 1 she cld remember...she kept at it, till he said "but I've stopped na!" and she realised d sound only went with the 'in-the-wet-place-action' (how silly)

All dis while, her bra was still safely claspped on her back...she still anticipated the 'one hand' move...

So, he resumes...with his hands...and den she notices he's down to his under pants...she doesn't know when or how that happened (I guess dats one 'magic' thing in d whole deal)...
Then her panties are riding low (she knows exactly how that happened but wld rather not...so she forgets)...she den wonders if her bra is gonna stay claspped all through...but she dare not ask (she just couldn't let words spoil d 'magic')

He's hands wonder to the bra clasp(this is it)...they move over to the small of her back(ah..damn!)...they move to her belly n hips and up again to the bra line (o, this IS it)...they caress the mounds on her chest (tiny little mounds)...they move to her face and then down to the bra clasp (this is definately it).
Yes, it was it, but it took him 10 seconds to realise he needed her to turn around and when she turned, it took another 3 seconds to get if off (so much for the magic moment)

She remembers d phrase she had read: 'his rock solid hardness'; and another: 'ram rod stiffness' and she reached out to know for sure...

Uh uh uh uh uh

She knew it wasn't her making the sounds (she had forgotten about them)...she knew there was no tape playing (or was there?...definately not!)...it was so close...and den she realised it was him.

Ah ah arrrrrggggghhhh

And just like dat, she felt the 'spit of the stiff snake'
He had a weird look on his face...den he smiled and lay on his back.
She called his name. He's eyes fluttered...the smile stayed on his lip...the 'spit' stayed on her hand.
She looked on...watched d once stiff snake retreat n turn to a minuscle knob.
She called his name...he snored.

She whiped her hands on his pants. Gulped down d rest of her wine. Got dressed. And walked home.

So ends the tale of a girl's very first time.