How I lost my virginity.

I was a 17 year old spoiled brat. Been called a “princess” all my life and had actually allowed myself to believe it. I had been dating DJ since school had let out for the summer. A striking young man, not pretentious but very secure and confident. Down to earth, no nonsense kind of guy, which is what attracted me to him.

One evening we had gone to a party. Typical high school stuff, keg, bonfire and such. I was having a good time and not at all ready to go home. DJ had to work the next morning so at around 11 p.m. he told me to say my goodbyes so we could get home. I started to argue but he gave me a firm, cool glare with his dark brown eyes so I began my hugs and we made our way to the door.

Once in the car I started in. Complaining that I was not ready to go and so on. He looked at me and calmly said, “that’s enough”. That didn’t stop me. I continued bitching. He never said a word. At one time he actually turned the radio up.

Not quite to my house he pulled down a little gravel road. I assumed he had to pee. He got out of the car, walked around to my side of the car, opened the door and held his hand out. I was puzzled but I took his hand. He never said a word as he walked around the front of the car holding my hand, sat down on the bumper and with one quick move he pulled me over his legs and was pulling my skirt up and my panties down and started smacking my bottom. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

When he finally let me go I was pissed, I was hurt but I was so turned on I couldn’t stand myself. I practically raped him. I lost my virginity on the hood of a 1966 Mustang.

After that night we played with a little bondage and spanking quite often until he went to the Marines and I went to college. I miss him.