One thing I will readily admit, I was a rather wild girl when I was growing up.
One summer I went to visit my grandparents in Idaho for the summer. 3 months in a town that was tiny compared to where I lived. Talk about dullsville! But I was able to make some friends, and got asked out a few times.
One guy who took me out I will call Mike. Now mike was a nice kid, and a member of the predominant religion in the area. We hung out a few times, and he took me to a local mall (which was a joke compared to what I was used to, but it was better then hanging out with my grandparents), we went rollerskating, and apparently all the usual teen things in Idaho (which is apparently 15-20 years behind what teens do everywhere else).
About half way into my vacation, I was starting to go crazy with hormones. Over a month with no relief other then my own fingers, and then Mike asked me if I wanted to go to the drive-in with him to see the new Harry Potter movie. Now I had never been to a drive-in myself, but of course I have heard of what often happens there so I accepted.
Well, we saw the movie, and I was the one that had to reach across to hold his hand! The movie played twice, and I talked him into watching it a second time and we talked before it started again, I kept moving slowly closer to him on his truck bench seat.
Well, when the movie started again, I leaned over to kiss him. He responded as expected, kissing me back and we were soon making out. Hmmm, this is looking up for the old DevilGrrl! I lightly caressed his chest through his shirt, and he caressed my back. Not great, but a start. I started to caressing his leg, moving up to his thigh, firm and muscular farmboy there.
His hands continued to rub around my back, no lower then my waist, and not moving along my sides at all. Finally I had to feel it, so I started to rub his package.
Nice sized from what I could tell through his jeans, but then he pushed me back! Then came 15 minutes of his telling me he was saving himself for marriage. I cut him off right there, telling him I was a virgin as well (I really was), and I just wanted to have a little fun, not have him fuck me. But he continued with it was a sin, and how he was going on a mission the next year, and he had to resist such temptations until he was married.
And so ended my first and last date in Idaho. And I had the unique experience of being told I was behaving like a sl*t, but a virgin while I was still a virgin as well. And I bet he never believed me about that either, but it was true. I did not give up my cherry for another year or so (even though my hand and mouth were well used by then).
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