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This is a true story that I don't tell very many people. It happened when I was 18 years old and growing up in Texas.

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Now it's a fact that I go barefoot almost all the time, and when I was that age I was barefoot almost always. It didn't cause all that much interest given where I was growing up, but it did occasionally raise some eyebrows, probably because I was a boy. When I was going through middle and just starting high school some girls started to make comments about it, but I didn't realize they were flirting with me.

Anyway, I was taking piano lessons at the time, and since it was after school I was always barefoot. I would walk there after school and if I got there early I would hang out until it was my time. During the spring of my freshman year a girl my age started taking lessons. She went to a different high school but didn't live too far from the woman giving the lessons, and she showed up to wait for her lesson which was after mine about the time I got there. She was hispanic and very pretty in that hispanic way, with dark eyes and hair and skinny. She was kind of amazed that I walked there barefoot and that led to us talking during the times we waited. We never met or did anything else aside from the 20 minutes or so we had together before my lesson.

After about a month she said she'd like it if I stayed until she was finished, and then we could hang out, or I could help her with her homework. I of course agreed--I was really attracted to her, but was just a kid and had no idea what to do next or what was possible. When the lesson was over we walked to her house, where her mother was gone at work and wouldn't be home until late.

When we got to her place she changed to some short shorts and a tshirt and bare feet of course. I remember she had really pretty feet, with red toes, and she was the first girl I knew who wore a toe ring (back in the early 80s before they were popular). We talked and just kind of innocently fooled around for a while, and she led me back to her room and had me sit close to her on the bed while I was supposedly showing her some algebra while mainly she smiled and watched me.

After a few minutes she started running her feet over the tops of mine. I remember how soft and smooth and warm they were. She moved toward me and kissed me on the cheek. I didn't really know what to do, but of course this whole time I had a huge hard on and was tingling and ready all over. I kissed her back on the lips and that was pretty much all she wrote. She leaned back and I leaned back with her, kissing her and running my hands over her as she ran hers over mine. It was clear we had both never done anything like this but it was clear we wanted to too.

So like all 18 year old boys I didn't waste any time and had my clothes off, my 18 year old cock springing out. She was as amazed as me and didn't know what to do with it so we just took her clothes off. I remember she had beautiful perfectly round brown breasts and I kissed and sucked all over them as I mounted her, or at least tried to. She was pretty much silent the whole time except to giggle and make happy sounds. Somehow we got it together where I was between her legs, which she finally had far enough apart, and going blind I pushed him at her until we both kind of backed off and I saw my first pussy clearly for the first time. She leaned back more and arched her hips and I felt with my fingers and found where to go, and she put her bare feet on my butt and helped me in.

It was the most incredible feeling that I still remember. Her eyes went huge and she bit her lip as he went inside of her. I was just amazed that I was making love for the first time and to this beautiful hispanic girl that I only knew by her first name. The fact that I was bareback didn't really register, or that I could be making a baby at 18. I just kept pushing and bottomed out and then we just stayed there for a while. She held me loosely but lovingly and didn't know what to do with her legs, finally resting her feet on my ass.

After what seemed like a long time kissing and touching I started to pump in and out. I just remember how fantaistic it felt, how soft and warm she was and how tremendously smooth and tight her pussy was. I actually lasted for a few minutes, long enough for her to start making little cries, until I held her tight and came.

I remember being surprised and shocked, once I recovered from the blast of cumming. I lifted off from on top of her and said I was sorry. I meant more that I had hurt her or not lasted long enough, but she just smiled and said, "No, it's ok, I want a baby." I was even more surprised and shocked, mostly from realizing that getting her pregnant was a possibility, if not certain. We were 18 and didn't know anything about fertile times or much practical about contraception, but when you're 18 I guess it probably doesn't matter.

We stayed on her bed naked and she told me she had wanted a baby for a long time, and when she saw me she decided I would be the one to do it. She had talked it over with her girlfriends, and they agreed that I was a good choice, but the older ones warned her that from what she told them about my going barefoot I would probably be really big for her. (I have size 13 feet now and was pretty big even then.) She said it did hurt some but it was nice by the end. She told me not to worry and that she would never tell anybody who the father was, even though her girlfriends would know.

We talked and kissed for a while, even though really I was freaked out, but also totally crazy to have her. We made love again when I was able (not long of course), and it was better. I could tell she was having a lot more fun. She said she would be barefoot and pregnant for me forever if that was what I wanted. She kissed me and told me to give her a boy baby and I came again, it was so hot.

After that she told me her mom would be starting home, so we got dressed and I left. I remember eating dinner wondering if my parents could tell I had just made love for the first time and mabe even made a baby. I never told anybody else about what happened, and if she told anyone it never got back to me or my school.

We continued to meet for the next couple months. It turns out when we first made love it was pretty much the day of her period (it started that night), so for the next month every day after piano lessons we would go to her house and make love. She told me she had told her closest girlfriends what we were doing and they were all excited and praying that she got pregnant. I wasn't thinking anything at the time about either of us aside from the fact that we were making love and she was very happy.

Of course about a month later she missed her period. When I went to piano lessons the next time (before she told me), I met her two best friends, also hot latina girls her age, and they were eyeing me up and down, looking at my feet and giggling. Afterwards we went to one of her friend's houses and she told me she had missed her period and was pregnant. Her friends already knew and thought it was great.

Very quickly after that she was gone. My piano teacher told me that they had gone back to Mexico, and that was fine because she was always late and skimpy paying for her lessons. I was able to find one of her friends and she told me that her parents were tradtional and were going back to Mexico for her quincinera, and she would probably get married to some 30 year old she'd never met.

I kept in touch with the friend, and about a month later she told me that my first lover had in fact gotten married to some guy, and that unfortunately she had lost the baby. The friend told me she had heard through the secret latina girl grapevine that my girl's breasts had just started to change and feel heavy and get sensitive, but then it had gone away and she was having periods again. I was a little sad but mostly relieved. Even though it didn't seem like I'd be pointed out as the father or anything, it was still good that the possibility was gone. But I was torn too--I had liked the girl and was really excited by the prospect of getting her pregnant, a feeling which scared me and I repressed.

I lost touch with the friend after that. She told me she really wanted a baby but that her parents would kill her if she had one, so she would never even kiss me. I still remember the last time we met that when she turned to go she dropped her eyes and took long, OBVIOUS look at my big bare feet.