It was finally his school break, he had waited weeks maybe months on end for it to finally arrive and he couldn’t be happier. As he and his best friend Manolo slowed down in the hallway as they shot their paintball guns around campus, they decided to talk more about a vacation. They had decided to travel to Paris for a few days then move on to Spain, it sounded like a perfect idea.

Really the only reason that Jonathan had wanted to go on vacation was to travel, enjoy himself on his break and to finally lose his virginity. The girls on his college campus were horrible, they wouldn’t give him the time of day even when he was merely asking to take them out one day. He had enough, he wanted to talk to new people and so that’s what they did.

A couple of days later, him and Manolo both packed their bags for the airport, ending up in Paris the next day. After a tedious cab journey and being scammed out of their money already, they had finally arrived at their hotel. It was a bog standard room but they couldn’t care less at that point, picking their beds and unpacking their cases. They agreed to go out the following day to look for women as well as check out the sights.

The following day, they went out together in the direction of Louvre Museum, having a look around when Manolo decides to chat up a young Swedish girl. On the Place du Carrousel, he succeeds and tells Jonathan to continue looking around alone as he’s going back to their hotel room to be with the girl he’d met, her name was Heidi.

A little frustrated and lonely, Jonathan finds himself reaching a small cafe so he can get himself a drink. He looks among the other tables after (failing) ordering a drink and his eyes fall upon you. You were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, he used all his courage to go over and speak to you in his terrible attempt at French in which you told him you spoke English. He embarrassingly sat back at his table when you came over and did the same exact thing he did, you ended up sitting opposite him and chatting away.

After this, you agree to head back to Jonathan’s hotel room. He was absolutely smitten and was adamant with himself to get everything right since he had never done this before. You were slightly older than him: you being 23 when he was 18, you were both comfortable with that. His words “I would kill or die to make love to you” wouldn’t leave your head as you walked back with him, he was adorable and you knew he was a virgin.

As soon as you get to his hotel room and see his friend leaving, you do so. It was gentle, it all came naturally so you both and you truly felt loved. You both felt like you were experiencing a high, it was incredible.

You both begin teasing one another as you lay on top of him gently, playing with his long soft blonde hair.

“Was I uh.. okay for you?” Jonathan smiles, his arms still wrapped around your bare back. “You were great.” You reply, kissing him gently. “Because I didn’t really.. know.. what I was doing.” He replies nervously.