My life is a miracle.
I was browing websites today. Ahh..What a luxurious life I lead!
When I came to the PostSecret website I smiled and begin to investigate other people’s secrets. There was one secret there that read: I want to lose my virginity in an elevator.
Huh?
Girl, no you don’t!
Which led me to share the story of my deflowering. LOL!
This is a rated R entry. For mature audiences only.
I remember the day like it was yesterday.
I was 17 years old and completely in love with my highschool sweetheart B. After two years of off and on dating I decided that I wanted to get it over with and give up my virginity. It wasn’t a sexual hunger, it was just a decision.
I saw him at school that morning and I went up to him and said, “I want to do it.”
“For real?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Alright. Let’s go.”
We caught the bus back to his house in the projects. No one was at home that day and I was glad. He took me upstairs to his mother’s room and we undressed and took a shower together.
Then he spread out a sheet on the bed and I laid down on top of it. I stared at the ceiling thinking, “I can’t believe I’m going to do this. I can’t believe I’m going to do this.”
I can’t even tell you what happened. Maybe half an hour later he was finally “in” and I just laid there frozen. That was all.
We didn’t do anything else because I was in shock.
I got up and got dressed saying, “I’m tired I don’t want to do anything else.”
I went downstairs and beeped Anna to tell her what happened.
When she called back I said, “I did it and then my period came on.”
“Don’t tell your Mama,” she advised me.
I’m glad she said that. A few hours later my “period” was gone.
A week later B and I tried again. This time his brothers were at home in the living room but we didn’t care.
We went up to his room and I boldly undressed, hoping for the real deal this time.
“Ok Tee. We’re going to do it this time,” he said.
He took off his clothes and reached over to the stereo and put in a tape. You’re probably thinking it was a slow jam compilation, right?
WRONG!
It was a 2 LIVE CREW mixtape!
“Aiight Tee,” he proclaimed as he flipped me on to my stomache. “Face down, ass up, just like the song says.”
“Are you sure this is how it goes?” I muttered.
I did it.
“Ok, Tee. Now you see how I’m pushing forward, you have to push back too. This is called throwing it back.”
“Like this?” I asked.
I could hear him laugh, “Just like that.”
“Aiight Tee. Now this is called hitting corners,” he explained.
“Ok, Tee. Now I’m going to lay on my back, right. And you get on top.”
“On top?”
“Yeah. Just slide down and then just dance to the music like you would at a party.”
“Doo Doo Brown?”
“Yeah just do the Doo Doo Brown.”
“Like this?” I asked as I danced.
His eyes closed and he whispered, “Just like that.”
This “lesson” went on for the entire length of the mixtape. I stopped dancing suddenly when I felt something funny happening to my leg.
I paused and looked down at my left thigh. It was vibrating by itself.
“B. Look at my leg.”
We both watched as my leg vibrated as though it was battery operated.
“What’s going on?” I asked him. “Why is my leg doing that?”
“I don’t know Tee. Are you okay?”
“I am but I don’t know why my leg is doing that? This is crazy.”
“Ok let’s stop and see if it stops then,” he suggested.
It didn’t stop. We both sat and stared at my thigh, trying to understand what was going on.
We never did figure it out.
Three months later I was watching Def Comedy Jam and a comedian made a joke about having an orgasm. “All that oooh, ooh, ahhh shit is fake!” she said. “You wanna know if your woman is cumming for real? You gotta check that left leg. It start to shakin…and shit!”
My eyes grew wide and I grabbed the phone to call B.
“B!” I exclaimed. “Guess what this lady on Def Comedy Jam just said?”
After I told him the joke he couldn’t stop laughing. We were both on the phone cracking up.
I’ll never forget that experience of course. B and I are still close friends to this day.
He called me about a month ago and said, “Tee, I love you.”
“You do?” I laughed.
“Yeah. I realized the other day that you are my oldest friend. All those other people from highschool and round the block, none of them are my life anymore. You’re the only one that lasted this whole time. I love you for that.”
“Thanks B.”