Front-Seat Ellen

I lost my virginity in a car at a drive-in, to a girl that lost her virginity to me that same night.

Ellen and I had been dating for a while, and had gotten hot and heavy a couple of times. We knew that sooner or later we would go all the way with each other, if only to get it over with.

One weekend, Ellen suggested we go to a double feature at the drive-in. What was showing? She said it didn't matter.

During the first film, we began to pet, and finger each other's privates. She pulled her pants down to her ankles and looked at me with a look that said it all...without words.

I'd thought we would wait until the beginning of the second film, but she was apparently impatient. She reached down and grabbed my erect cock and began to gently jerk it, licking her hand and lubricating me with spit. This was something she had never done before. I was very horny. Then she'd lubricate herself with the spit.

She said, "This is good."

She was preparing herself, as well. "Don't you want to wait for the second movie?" I clumsily asked.

I was shaking. The moment of truth was at hand. I asked her if she wanted to go into the back seat, and she said no. Perhaps it would feel too pre-meditated.

Pants around my ankles, I climbed on top of her. It was awkward in the front seat, but I got into her, and she let me fuck her. My cock went into her pussy for the first time.

My knees were on the floor rug, and she readjusted to get me in better.

There was no love there. And there was no fucking. She knew it, and was determined. She held me, and I was sweated like a pig over her, dripping sweat onto her face, as I pumped my cock into her virgin pussy, clumsily, trying to get her to feel something, trying to get myself to feel some transport of ecstacy.

Soon I announced that I was going to cum, as if she would stop me, or tell me what to do next. She didn't, didn't really even move. And I came inside her.

I looked at her and said a stupid asshole thing: "Now can we watch the movie?" We adjusted, and watched the movie in silence for a while, pants still down.

We left at intermission, friends. Perhaps having figured out what we came to figure out. After that we didn't go on anymore dates, even though I called, and tried to get her to come out to play.

About 4 months later, I saw her in a parking lot walking to her car and I stopped to say hi, but she waved me on. Smiling, but in a hurry. I wanted to get to know her better, get to know her again. Try to make it up to her. To show her I had learned. She waved me on.

I never saw her after that.