DISCLAIMER:- The following text is sexually explicit and contains depictions of sexual acts that have been classified by the surgeon general as potentially dangerous and unhealthy. You must be a broad minded adult to read the text, and you must not make this text available to minors or to any person who does not wish to view it. Unprotected sexual relations with unknown partners is hazardous and we urge the use of condoms and safe sex at all times.

I remember my ex-girlfriend who was my first love back in the early 80's for four years when we were both teenagers. She was a bit on the big side, but she had a very beautiful face with long, blond hair, and huge breasts with large, pink areolae and protruding nipples that were the size of a dime. I absolutely loved fucking her, she never used the pill, would moan with these long gasps that drove me abolutely wild, and I would almost always come inside her pussy. We'd have sex anywhere, in a gym, behind a building in an alley, even on a public bus! Obviously since we never used any protection, she would wind up falling pregnant (one time was a result of coming inside her seventeen times within three weeks.) The first two times resulted in abortions, but each time her breasts would have milk in them and I would delightfully suck the milk out. Memories!

I still remember the final two times that we had sex. The next-to-last time, she was right in the middle of her cycle and she warned me not to come inside her as she didn't want to have a third abortion (she stated to me that the next time she falls pregnant, she's giving birth to the kid.) But when she got on top of me, with her huge, beautiful breasts in my face, and her sultry moans, I couldn't help myself and launched a huge load into her cunt. I knew that this would pretty much render me a father, but when you're a horny teenager, you don't care about these things, you just do what you feel like doing. Obviously, she was not happy with me, but the funny thing was that the very next day, she wanted to have sex again, and we did it again with the same result. That would be the final time ever that we would ever be physical with one another, and it was on Valentines Day too! About two months later, she dumps me for my then-best friend who had a job that paid very well while I was still in financial limbo, and wound up marrying him (we were going through some tough times at the time, but it still came as a total shock to me when it happened.) I heard that she had fallen pregnant through the grapevine (and let me tell you, that grapevine was very rarely wrong) and wound up having a baby boy in November. Absolutely nothing dawned on me other than the fact that I missed her terribly.

Fast forward about three and a half years. I was walking in the park and had to go use one of the payphones located inside the park. Just as I'm about to hang up the phone, I notice sitting to the left of the phone on a park bench my ex-girlfriend, her husband, and a little boy walking around and enjoying the park. I said hello to my ex and she said hello back (both in a rather formal, curt manner) and then introduced her son to me. I was absolutely stunned as to what I had seen. When the little boy turned to me, he looked exactly like me! I swear to God, it was like looking in a mirror; it was like looking at myself when I was three years old. I was flabbergasted, and she knew it too. I could've pressed the situation, but she looked happy and I didn't want to cause her any more stress than when we were together.

All these years later and she's well-off. They've got a lot of money (that never would have happened if she had stayed with me,) the child goes to private school, and seems to have done very well with his studies (I try to find any info on them via the internet.) Me? I'm doing very well (not as well as my ex obviously,) have a drop-dead gorgeous wife, but we have no kids yet. Nonetheless, there isn't a day where I do not think about my son, my ex and what could have been.