Subject: Farewell to Steve, My First Boyfriend (mf, oral, exhib)
Diary Date: January 8, 2000
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
reality, get professional help - FAST!
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Although I wrote this to stand on its own as much as possible, it might help to
understand things better if you read my previous diary entries at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly85/. The "About Me" directory also has a
lot more information about me as well if you're interested.
Summary:
In a shocking turn of events, Steve's Mom took a job out of town and now they
were moving! At our final night together I said goodbye to the first boy I had
sex with.
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 � The Bad News
Chapter 2 � The Hotel Room
Chapter 1 � The Bad News
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I was fourteen the summer that I gave my virginity to Steve, the sixteen year
old brother of my friend Sharon. It was an experience I�ll never forget and
even more important, it lit an insatiable flame within me for sex that has
driven my actions ever since. At the time I had no idea what this new chapter
in my life was going to turn out to be and I undoubtedly would have been shocked
had I known just how much it would impact every aspect of my life. Since Steve
I�ve been fucked by dozens and dozens of men (and boys) but he (and his dick)
will always occupy a special place in my heart.
As I mentioned, once the door was opened to my inner sexual nature, I couldn�t
seem to get enough of it and for the next six months I begged Steve to fuck me
every chance we had. In that time I have no idea how many times we did it but
it had to be hundred times or more since it seemed we did it almost every day
and sometimes twice or more if we had the chance. There were many times when we
couldn't fuck but I could usually at least suck him or give him a hand job.
Along the way I did do his brother � ONCE, but otherwise Steve was the only boy
I had sex with during this entire time.
To say I was in love with Steve meant that I loved how he made me feel �
physically and emotionally. Both of us were perfectly matched when it came to
being willing to do anything naughty. We did it in movies theaters, stores, our
homes, playgrounds, parks, even at school and church. At my age, every
experience was new and exciting and I was always trying to think of something
different to try. My parents were great, supporting me every step of the way.
They knew everything throughout this period starting from when I told my mom
about my first time � the first person I told.
Not many girls are as fortunate as I am when it comes to being raised in a
loving home with such supportive parents. Once I started having sex with Steve,
my parents encouraged me to have fun with my newfound skills but at the same
time they emphasized safety and respect. My mom ensured that I was on the pill
from the start and my dad even encouraged me to have sex at home, figuring it
was safer than parking in some desolate location. Sometimes he would peek in
and watch but I knew he was more worried about my safety than any sense of
voyeurism. Besides, I thought it was cool that it turned my dad on to watch me
as soon afterwards my mom would be very happy as well!
As for Steve�s parents, it was an entirely different story. At first we kept
things a secret from his divorced mother, or so we thought, until one day she
caught us and told us she knew all about what we were doing. To my amazement
she joined in and I witnessed my first instance of incestual sex. It was the
first - and last time, she joined us and we never even mentioned it afterwards
but I have always wondered if Steve and her did it again. Sharon, his sister,
was one of my closest friends and knew everything we were doing. She confided
in me that she would have loved to have him fuck her as well but to her chagrin,
Steve never seemed the least bit interested in her in that way. Out of respect
for her, I never told Sharon about the time with her brother and mom and
evidently neither did they since she never said a word about it and we shared
everything else so far as I knew. I was so happy during this time as it seemed
my sexual nature grew even more every time I was together with Steve.
All this went on for about six months until one day a week after New Years Eve
after Steve had fucked me in my bed and we laid together in each other�s arms,
We were just enjoying the feel and scent of each other as my room and bed
smelled strongly of our sex. I so loved being with him! I felt so complete
when we were together, especially when our young bodies would join together as
one. It was all I could do some nights not to cry out in frustration as I lay
in my bed, wishing he were in me and masturbating hard as I imagined him fucking
me. So it should come as no surprise that I was floored at the news he had for
me.
�Kelly,� he started out slowly. He hesitated and then continued on saying, �I
just found out my mom�s been promoted and we have to move to be at her new
office sometime at the end of February.�
My whole body went rigid with shock. This was a cruel joke, one he would live
to regret! It simply couldn't REALLY be true. I mean, how could he leave me?
I closed my eyes as if when I opened them everything all right again. Nope, this
wasn't happening! It couldn't be happening!
Steve held me tightly to him such that my tiny breasts were pressed tight
against his hairless chest. Normally this would give me a chill and I would push
my hips forward to press myself against his cock. Well, not this time. The
last thing on my mind at that moment was sex, probably the first time I could
say that when I was with him. I started to cry, tears streaming down my face as
my body trembled from my sobbing.
Steve tried to console me saying, �We�ll figure something out Kelly, don't get
so upset. It�s not the end of the world.�
How could he say that?! It WAS the end of the world so far as I was concerned.
The end of the world as I knew it at least. I�d given Steve my virginity for
crying out loud. Although I couldn't say that I �loved� him yet, I figured that
our relationship would mature as we grew older and I just assumed someday we
would marry and I would bear his children. I had the whole thing worked out,
our engagement, the marriage, everything! No, he couldn't just screw it all up
this way, I wouldn�t let him! All these thoughts were racing through my mind as
I cried in his arms. No matter what he said I knew in my heart that once they
left I would never see him again. They were going too far away and probably
never coming back. It was over, really over, and my life was over with it.
That night we just stayed in my bed for hours, just holding each other and
snuggling together. We didn't have sex again that evening but instead just
caressed one another and I closed my eyes as his hands slowing wandered over me
and played with my hair. His cock stayed hard though (Steve was still a horny
teenage boy no matter what the circumstances!) and I held it in my hand, never
wanting to let go of the one thing that brought me more enjoyment than anything
ever had before.
Steve eventually had to get home and my mom came in my room afterwards and saw
that I was crying. I lay on my stomach and between sobs told her the bad news.
She was wise enough to know that nothing she could say would help right then and
so instead she just ran her hand lightly over my bare back and ass, tracing her
fingernails gently over my soft skin. This was something she had done since I
was a little girl whenever I was upset or troubled and it always seemed to help
soothe me and calm me. Tonight it took a little longer but eventually the
tingling sensations I would get as her fingers would run from the top of my
spine to the bottom of my butt and then back up again did its work and I finally
fell asleep.
Steve and I had five to six weeks left before he had to move and we didn't waste
a second. We spent every moment we had together and he fucked me dozens of
times. I don't think a day went by in that period when we didn't fuck. Knowing
we faced a deadline, we threw caution to the wind, doing it in places we hadn�t
dared before knowing if we didn't we would miss one more opportunity that could
never be recovered. We even did it in school, sneaking off to some area where
we hoped not to get caught � the stage, custodian closet, and so forth. Then
after school we were at it again. My parents knew Steve was leaving and how
much it meant to me so they just put up with me during this time, not
complaining if I was out on a school night or came home late. I felt such
gratitude for their understanding � I have the greatest parents in the world and
there were times I wondered how I could ever repay them for everything they did
for me.
Chapter 2 � The Hotel Room
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Finally the night came, the last night before Steve and his family were to
leave. Steve picked me up in their car and before we left the driveway, he
turned in the seat and faced me saying, �Let�s go somewhere tonight private,
somewhere we can be alone and be just the two of us. What do you say Kelly?� he
asked.
�Sure Steve,� I answered, �Anything so long as I can be alone with you tonight.�
We decided to do something that we had never done before � use a hotel room.
There really was no need for us to in the past as we could do it in our own
bedrooms anytime we wanted. But tonight was special; tonight we wanted to be
alone and say goodbye in a more intimate way. When we got there Steve checked
in while I stayed in the car. He must have been using his mom�s credit card and
I was worried at first they may not let him even get a room. He must have been
good enough for the clerk because in a few minutes he was back in the car with
the key card to a room. We drove around to the closest entrance and walked in.
As he fumbled with the card in the lock, an older couple passed by us and I say
them looking at us a little strangely. I certainly didn't look eighteen, heck a
lot of people didn't believe I was fourteen even though I was only a week away
from my fifteenth birthday. To my never-ending annoyance, I was a late bloomer
compared to many of my friends. I was always embarrassed in the locker rooms
seeing their big boobs and curvy figures while mine barely filled a training bra
and I was skinny and barely had a figure going. Steve got the damn card to work
finally and we disappeared into the room, leaving the couple outside to shake
their heads at what they assumed was going on between what in their view was two
teenagers fooling around.
Once inside I took a look around the room. I had never been in a hotel room
like this one before. My parents rarely traveled except to visit relatives and
when we did my dad preferred to stay in fancy suites that were almost like being
at home. Tonight there was just a king size bed, a little round table with two
chairs, and a dresser with a TV literally bolted to the top. Definitely nothing
fancy but the bed was all I cared about! Steve was carrying a bag with and I
was a bit surprised when he pulled out a video camera. I gave him a questioning
look. Although I had recently let his sister take some sexy photos of me nude,
we had never video taped us having sex and I was a bit nervous about it which
Steve was quick to pick up on.
�I hope you don�t mind Kelly,� Steve said, obviously a little embarrassed by my
reaction, �You�ve been so special to me I wanted to remember our last time
together.�
I thought about this for a while and debated what to do. On the one hand I
worried about anyone having a video of me having sex as my dad would be furious
if he ever found out. He was always warning me about giving anyone anything
that could someday come back to haunt me, a warning I remember to this day. Yet
on the other hand the idea turned me on. I could imagine Steve watching the
tape later, masturbating furiously as he remembered what it was like to fuck me,
and I found that the idea started to get me horny. What the hell, why not? I
shrugged my shoulders and jumped up on the bed and sat cross-legged in the
middle while he set up the bulky video camera on a tripod and aimed it at me. He
started the camera and turned to me with that look of lust I knew so well.
Whenever I saw that I knew I was going to get a good fucking before much longer!
�Hey guy,� I said in a seductive voice, �Quit fooling around and get over here
and fuck me.�
We didn't waste any time. Both of us stripped off all of our clothes as fast as
we could and we laid on top of the bed naked in each others arms, not even
bothering to pull down the comforter. Steve kissed me and out tongues met,
teasing each other and then I sucked on his tongue. His hands ran through my
hair, sending shivers through me as his fingers played with it. I reached down
between us and grabbed his hardening cock. Mmmmmm I loved his cock! From the
very first time I tasted him back in that darkened movie theater I knew I wanted
it as often as I could get it. I ran my fingers through his pubic hair,
twisting it around my index finger and pulling on it gently. God I wanted it
soooo badly! My pussy was tingling with anticipation and I could feel the
wetness between my legs growing. My other hand involuntarily reached between my
legs and I jumped as I touched my clit, already swelling and growing more
sensitive with each passing moment. I loved my pussy and played with it all the
time but it was even better when I had a cock in my mouth at the same time so I
looked at him and whispered, �I want to suck your cock. Let me taste you hard
dick.�
Steve laid on his back while I went down on his cock. He was about 5 or 6
inches long when he was hard which was the perfect size for me as I could easily
take him all in my mouth yet he still felt great when he fucked my pussy. I
licked him just enough to get him wet and then took him in my mouth quickly
dropping down into his crotch until I had all of him in my mouth. God he
smelled so good! I loved the taste of my pussy and often when I played with
myself I would lick my fingers or dildo. A cock tasted so much different though
and I loved it as much as I did my pussy. Sometimes I wondered what another
pussy or cock would taste like. I figured someday I would find out but for now
I was happy with ours.
I laid to the side of him, my head resting on his stomach as my legs wrapped
around his, pressing my cunt against his leg and humping his leg so as to rub my
clit which was crying out for attention. Steve was moaning and groaning louder
as I worked his cock. He was always easy to get off the first time, sometimes I
barely had to kiss his dick and he would shoot his wad. That was OK with me
because I loved knowing he was getting that horny because of me and besides, at
his age he was ready to go again right away. Tonight was no different. I had
only been sucking him for a couple of minutes when his hips raised up off the
bed and he gasped for air. I held his cock in my mouth, sealing it with my lips
as his cum squirted into my mouth like a toothpaste container that had been
stomped on. Mmmmmm it tasted so good! I loved his cum, especially the process
I had to go through to get it. He jerked with each load and I almost let him
slip out of me but held on as his last eruption came to a close. Only then did
I let his cock slip from my mouth and I turned my head up to look up at him,
opening my mouth to show him the creamy white cum pooled inside. He smiled and
I spit just enough of it out to form a layer on my lips and then licked it back
into my mouth again, I knew that he liked seeing his cum in my mouth and when I
eventually swallowed it a big grin came to his face.
�So how do I taste today Kelly?� he asked. The smile on my face told him
everything he needed to know. Well, now that I had my taste of him, it was time
for him to fuck me. His cock was still standing tall, making for such an
inviting scene. I straddled his hips and rubbed my pussy for him to see as he
laid back staring at me.
�What do you want Steve?� I asked him innocently, �I�ll do anything you desire,
just ask me.� Well, I knew full well what his answer had BETTER be.
�Oh my god I want to fuck you so bad Kelly,� he whispered, never taking his eyes
off my hand which was rubbing my soaking wet pussy as I masturbated for him. �I
want you to sit on my cock and take it all inside of you.�
I smiled and ever so slowly lowered myself down to his cock which was still hard
as a baseball bat and pointing upwards like a rocket poised for takeoff. My
pussy was so damn wet I thought it was going to start dripping as his head
easily parted my lips and he slipped into me like I was made for him (which I
guess was technically true!). I let out a loud moan as I felt him in me,
filling my empty pussy, feeling every inch of his smooth shaft as it disappeared
into me until I was finally sitting on his lap with my bare ass resting on his
hairy crotch. I looked down between my legs and enjoyed the view and felt a
chill as his cock was nowhere to be seen. Only the base of it was visible as
the rest had disappeared into my hot pussy. Seeing him in me and feeling him
inside of me always helped to create one of the most incredible sensations I
have ever experienced. It was one which I never got tired of and couldn't
imagine that I ever would. I leaned forward and kissed him, feeling his cock
starting to pull out of me a little bit as my ass tilted forward. I raised my
butt up until he was just barely in me and then dropped back down on him again.
We never stopping our kiss as I started humping him faster and more forcefully.
All I had to do was lean back and forth while I was on my knees straddling him
and he automatically slid in and out of me, fucking me wonderfully. We kissed
long and hard with a passion only two people in love for the first time can.
Once in a while I would get carried away and lean to far forward into him and
his cock would slip from my pussy. One of us would reach for his cock and put
it back in me, the quicker the better because my pussy would feel so empty
without him!
Steve pushed me back until I was sitting up straight and then he raised himself
as well. I swung my legs forward so instead of kneeling I was sitting in his
lap keeping his cock in me the entire time. We both looked down to watch his
dick moving in and out of my cunt as we rocked back and forth. As before it was
so erotic watching it and feeling it in me at the same time. He seemed to enjoy
it as much as I did and we both looked up at the same time and giggled a bit as
we realized we both were getting into it.
�Oh Kelly, look at us.� he whispered. �Fuck I love watching my dick move in and
out of you�.almost as much as I love how it feels!�
Well, that made two of us as I moaned again and answered, �Oh god yes Steve, I
love being fucked by you. Fuck me Steve, oh my god fuck me�.fuck me�.. oh
please fuck me more!�
Steve lifted my hips up and moved up with me as he got on his knees. He laid me
on my back, with my hips up in the air as his glorious cock drilled me like an
oil well going deep. Steve held me up with his hands under my ass, pushing and
pulling while he humped me such that his cock made the deepest strokes possible
in and out of my pussy. I loved the feeling I got when his cock rubbed in me
the way it did when he was in me this way and I could feel my pussy throbbing.
My hands squeezed my breasts as they also began to tingle and I cried out with
joy as my orgasm began. Oh sure I could make myself cum when I masturbated but
nothing beat the orgasms I got from being fucked. Damn, I would fuck a dozen
times a day if I could just to experience this. How do I even begin to explain
these feelings to a guy? It would be like a man trying to make me understand
how he felt when his cock erupted. I know it must make him feel good because he
will do anything for it but I have no idea how it really feels. It is the same
for me in trying to describe an orgasm. When I cum my entire body feels like it
is on fire but in a wonderful way. I tingle from my toes to the top of my head
and my pussy feels like it is going to explode as my pussy cum gushes out like a
thick flood. When I close my eyes it is like being in my own world, a sensual
place filled with nothing but sheer pleasure and ecstasy. It is a world I never
grow tired of visiting and one I wished I could never leave. As Steve fucked me
I arched my back and lifted my hips, trying to draw his cock into me even
further. A final moan escaped from me and dragged on as my orgasm peaked and
then slowly dwindled. I slumped down onto the bed as Steve kept fucking me, my
pussy still throbbing.
Steve pulled out of me just long enough to flip me over onto my stomach like an
egg in a pan. He leaned back on his knees and pulled my legs to each side of
him with my stomach off the bed, thus putting my weight on my arms and chest. I
gasped as he slid his cock back into my ultra-sensitive pussy once again. His
hands were on my hips as he fucked me even harder than before. He only did it
this way for a while when he flipped me over onto my back again, this time to
fuck me missionary style. This is actually my favorite position to be fucked in
by him, especially when he was ready to cum which I could tell from the way it
was swelling even more than before was not too far away. He leaned over to kiss
me and I wrapped my legs around him as best I could and put my arms around his
neck as we kissed fervently. He held himself deep in me and ground his crotch in
to mine, his pubic hair rubbing me like a coarse brush.
�Oh god Kelly!� he gasped, �I�m going to cum in you.�
Oh how I wanted him to and I cried out to him, �Yes Steve, give me your sperm.
Fuck me Steve, don�t ever stop.� I was actually in tears I wanted him so badly.
I wanted this moment to never end, to keep him inside me and never let him go. I
wanted to feel him cum in me, to give me a part of himself that would remain in
me afterwards.
Steve came, a massive explosion of cum suddenly burst from his cock and I could
feel the heat of it blooming in my lower abdomen as it shot up into my pussy.
The whole bed was rocking as each of us pounded our hips into the other, ramming
his cum as deep inside of me as we could make it go. As he came so did I and my
pussy clamped down on his pulsing cock, holding him in me in its firm grip. I
don�t know if there was anyone next door but if there was they had to hear us at
this point as we gasped and cried out together like two animals in heat. When
Steve was finally spent he went down on his elbows and he felt heavy as some of
his weight rested on me. I was still feeling the twinges of my orgasm and my
hips involuntarily tried to keep fucking him, even as his cock began to shrink.
I could feel it growing smaller in me and drawing out of me until just the head
and a part of the shaft remained in me. It felt like someone had thrown a
bucket of hot sticky water between my legs I was so wet! We lay like this and
eventually rolled over on our sides with our legs intertwined and arms around
each other, gently kissing and whispering to each other how good we felt.
We both must have dozed off for just a bit because when I opened my eyes I saw
the clock said it was after 11:00 PM already! Damn, I didn't want our last time
to be spent sleeping - I had planned on doing a lot more fucking than this! I
gently worked my way from Steve�s arms and looked at his cock all small and
quiet. It was hard to believe how big it had been not so long ago when he had
fucked me so well with it. I twisted around and laid on my side again but this
time with my leg over his head so my pussy was up close to his face. As I
maneuvered to put my mouth next to his sleeping cock. I felt a dampness against
me and looked down to see a huge wet spot in the center of the bed comforter. I
smiled as I knew where THAT had come from! I wondered for just a second if the
hotel would wash the comforter when we left. I figured they probably didn't
which made me wonder who would be in this bed next? I imagined some lonely guy
lying down in this bed the next night, too lazy to pull down the comforter with
no idea how our cum had soaked it the previous night. Of course, I then
realized the same probably applied to me and for a moment my skin felt like it
was covered with little bugs as I imagined what other people had done on this
bed before us. Well, I was way too horny at the moment to worry about so I just
shrugged it off and started gently sucking on Steve�s flaccid cock. Mmmmmm, I
could still taste my pussy on him!
It didn't take long to get the desired response from Steve as his mouth-watering
cock began to swell in my mouth just the way I loved for it to do. Before long
he was moaning and then I felt his slippery tongue licking me and his hands on
my ass pulling my crotch down tighter into his face. Mmmmmm, Steve knew how to
lick me just right. Well, he should with all the practice he had! To his
surprise I pulled away and Steve looked at me with a �What the hell?� kind of
look.
�Mmmmmm, I want to be naughty!� I said in a teasing voice.
Steve laughed just a bit but he looked at me with narrowed eyes. �And just what
does my horny little girlfriend want to do that is so naughty?� A smile came to
his face as he knew how dirty my thoughts could be sometimes.
I got up and told him to get dressed while I grabbed the terrycloth robe from
the closet and put in on as he put his jeans and shirt back on, a look of
amusement now on his face as he realized what I was planning. Steve grabbed the
video camera, which had long since stopped. I wondered how much it had captured
from our earlier fucking session. I was going to have to wait until later though
as Steve removed the tape and inserted a fresh one. With him armed and ready, I
went out to the hallway and looked around. Nobody was around so I told him to
start taping and as soon as he did I teased him in the robe and eventually
dropped it to the floor and posed for him naked as the day I was born by our
door, curling my finger at him as if I was inviting him in like a street hooker.
We goofed around in the relative safety of the doorway as my courage grew. From
there we went to various locations around the hotel and Steve took more naughty
movies of me as I played around. The first place was the little area with the
ice machine and Pepsi machine. From there we hit a couple of stairwells, the
elevator and even spent some time in the parking lot. A few times when we heard
people coming I would throw on the robe and we would hang around aimlessly until
they passed by. More than once someone would see me in my robe and Steve
holding the video camera and smile at us as they realized what was going on. I
bet a couple of guys were wishing they could have stuck around!
We did this until Steve ran out of tapes after which we returned to the room.
We watched a few of them through the viewfinder and they were soooo hot! I
couldn't wait to see them on our TV. Steve was hard as a rock again by now
after watching me posing in all the hotel public areas and I was horny myself
from the excitement. Well, no sense in wasting a perfectly good hotel bed! THIS
time, however, I pulled back the comforter and vowed I would never again lie on
or even touch one again.
We fucked again for over an hour, this time more slowly as we tried to capture
forever the pleasure of being in each other�s arms. I loved the feel of Steve�s
youthful naked body pressed mine while he played with my hair and run his
fingers lightly up and down my spine. He grabbed my ass in his hands and
squeezed it playfully, rubbing it and running his hands down between my legs
until he could slide his fingers into my swollen pussy, rubbing the inside of my
cunt and then wetting the outside my asshole with my pussy juices. Finally it
was just me laying on top of him, both of us exhausted. His cock was still in
me from our last fucking but only barely as it had shot its final load in me and
had finally softened up for good and no more sucking or fucking was going to
revive it any time soon. My pussy was throbbing intensely from the multiple
orgasms it had given me and even now when his cock would move just enough for me
to feel it a shiver would run through me. Despite the wondrous feelings in me I
couldn't help but burst into tears.
�What�s the matter babe?� Steve asked me, confused as to why I was crying.
�Oh Steve I am so sorry,� I sobbed, �it�s just that I know that once your cock
comes out of me this time I will never again have it in me again. Oh my god it
feels so wonderful in me; I don�t want to let it go! I don't want it to ever
come out of me. Oh I�m going to miss you soooo much Steve.�
Steve just hugged me and pulled me tightly against him. We lay like that for a
while, two lovers embracing each other, joined for just a little while longer as
one. My tears gradually subsided and I realized it was really over, that this
was the last time he would fuck me and I had to let him go. Reluctantly I got
up off of him and stood by the bed, gazing at his sexy body while he lay there
nude before me. He got up then as well and we dressed in silence, neither of us
knowing quite what to say at a time like this. Steve packed everything as we
left the room I looked back at the bed, tempted to run back there and beg him to
fuck me again, plead for him to give me his cock just one more time! I sighed
and turned away, my heart heavy but yet feeling a sense of fulfillment as I felt
his cum started to drain from me. We got back in his car and he drove me home
without saying a word.
When we got to my home he walked me to the door. He held my hands and gazed
into my eyes in a scene straight out of some romantic love story. My heart was
pounding and I had no idea what I to say so fortunately he broke the silence.
�Goodbye Kelly,� he whispered in a voice that seemed on the edge of breaking,
�I�ll always remember you no matter what. You are so special to me and I will
never forget the way I feel when we are together.�
He kissed me and then somehow he walked away, leaving me in tears again, unable
to even say goodbye. I watched him with tears streaming down my face as he
drove away, wondering if I would ever see him again, ever feel his arms around
me, ever feel him filling me the way only a man can do.
Steve�s family left early the next morning. Although Steve and I exchanged
letters and telephone calls, over time they diminished as we both came to
realize their futileness. Each time I heard his voice it was like starting all
over again as my pussy would cry out for him and I would masturbate afterwards,
wishing he would suddenly appear at my door again. About a year after he left I
realized that I had been not been in contact with him for a while and debated
what to do. I started to pick up the phone and then with a feeling of
determination I put it down. It was finally over between us although he will
always be in my heart and I will never forget the boy to whom I gave the one
thing I can never get back, even if I wanted to - my virginity.
In case you�re wondering, I never saw the videos or pictures Steve took. I hope
he enjoyed them and kept them in memory of me. I wonder if he ever showed his
mother them � or Sharon?
THE END