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By Margaret F. (mfg556034@aol.com)

One evening, a very good friend of mine called. Margaret and I were playing cards and looking for something to use for a bet. It was decided that the one who lost at the end of the evening would write a one page document on how they lost their virginity for an internet newsgroup. As you can see my friend Margaret lost so here is her story as she had to write it down that night.
Johm M.

How I lost my Virginity
A few years ago when I was 18 years old, on a night I don't particularly wish to remember I was invited to dinner at a hotel. There were four of us. After dinner and wine we went to the lounge for liqueurs, it was the first time I saw someone drinking a flaming liqueur - coffee was served in the other guy's room. We danced and chatted and drank. The other couple started cuddling, and so after a while we left them and went to my dates room for drinks. I wanted to go with him and yet I knew I shouldn't.
It was winter and cold so I was wearing some- thing warm - an off white long sleeve winter dress, big panties (that I used to wear), bra and pearl earrings.
Drinks were ordered and we sat on the bed and talked. He had his arm around my shoulders. After awhile we started dancing - the radio was on - he was a lot taller than me and I enjoyed it. At first he was quite formal. He pulled me closer and held me against his body so that I could feel him moving. His hands slipped down onto the back of my thighs - and then up again to the top of my zipper. I could feel him pulling it down slowly as if he didn't want me to know. - He dropped his hands again and slowly lifted the dress up over my head. We continued dancing - I still had my bra, panties, pantie-hose & shoes on.
The bedside light was on. I felt his fingers unhook my bra - he slipped it off and threw it onto the chair. He hugged me close to him and took the rest of my clothes off - he left them in a heap on the floor. I didn't want to look at him. It felt strange and I wanted to leave. We danced slowly - After a while we sat on the edge of the bed - I was on his knee -I asked him to turn out the light - He didn't want to but he obliged anyway.
The only light in the room was what was coming from outside - the flicker of the street lights. Lying on the bed we kissed and he touched my whole body I wanted to touch him but couldn't bring myself to do it. His body was warm & close to mine -his hands caressed and where he touched my body it seemed to come alive.
Then he became too excited and eager and I got scared. He touched me and kissed me some more then he pushed into me. When he made love to me and touched me I felt as though I was two people my body enjoying him, and my mind telling me to go home. It was lovely until my thoughts started to take control - what I was doing was wrong and not only that - I could get pregnant. He kept on wanting me to come - I didn't really know what it meant so after a while I pretended I had - he didn't really believe me. He tried his best to make me come that night, but couldn't last long enough. Instead he orgasmed, and the ass didn't even pull out, but did it in me.
Afterwards he lay next to me and slept for a while. Then he got up we dressed and took me home.
Margaret.