Subject: Farewell to Steve, My First Boyfriend
Story Codes: mf oral exhib
Diary Date: February 20, 2000
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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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
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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've been shocked had I known just how much it would
impact every aspect of my life. Since starting Steve I've been fucked by
dozens, even hundreds of men (and boys) but he and his dick will always
occupy a special place in my heart.
As I just mentioned, once the door to my inner sexual nature was opened,
I couldn't seem to get enough sex and for the next six months I sometimes
even begged Steve to fuck me every chance we had. During that time I've
no idea how many times we did it but it had to be as 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
because of time limitations or where we were 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 enjoy 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 stay home
for sex. He told me it was safer than parking in some desolate location
but I wasn't THAT naive. Even so, when he would sometimes peek in and
watch I knew he was more worried about my safety than any sense of
voyeurism. Besides, I thought it was kinda cool that it turned my dad on
to watch me. I had no doubt soon afterwards my mom would be very happy
as well!
As for Steve's parents, unfortunately it was an entirely different story.
At first we kept things a secret from his divorced mother, or so we
thought. Then one day she caught us and told us she knew all about what
we were doing. To this day I still sometimes wonder if it was just all
as dream. To my shock and amazement she ended up pushing me aside and I
witnessed my first instance of incestuous sex. Oh sure I'd seen fake
scenes when my dad watch porn but this was the real thing! It was the
first and last time she joined us and we never even mentioned it
afterwards but I've always wondered if Steve and her did it again. They
both have insisted they never did but somehow I find that as little hard
to believe.
Sharon, Steve's sister, was one of my closest friends and knew everything
we were doing. She even confided in me that she would've 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 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 in my life 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
Year's 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! He made me feel so complete when we were together, especially
when our teen bodies were joined together as one. It was all I could do
some nights not to cry out in frustration as I lay alone in my bed at
night, 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.
"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 my crotch 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,
honeymoon... 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 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 of
course. I mean like Steve was still a horny teenage boy no matter what
the circumstances! Holding it in my hand I never wanted to let go of the
one thing that brought me more enjoyment than anything ever before.
Steve eventually had to get home and my mom came in my room afterwards
and saw that I was crying. I lay nude 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 butt, tracing her manicured fingernails
gently over my soft skin. This was something she'd 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 feel 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 my own bedroom 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've been using
his mom's credit card and I was worried at first they may not let him
even have a room. He must've been convincing enough for the clerk
because in a few minutes he was back in the car with the key to a room.
We drove around to the closest entrance and walked in.
As he fumbled with the key in the lock an older couple passed by us and I
say them looking at us a little strangely. While Steve was sixteen and
looked older, 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 most of my friends. It was always embarrassing in the locker
rooms seeing their big boobs and curvy figures while mine barely filled a
training bra. I was skinny and barely had a figure going making it all
the more painful to look at them. Steve got the damn key 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. Well, if that's what they thought then
they'd have been correct!
Once inside I took a look around the room. I'd 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 big video camera. I gave him a questioning look. Although
I'd recently allowed his sister take some sexy photos of me nude, we'd
never videotaped us having sex and I was more than as little bit nervous
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."
Hmmmmmm, I thought about this for a while and debated what to do. On the
one hand I was 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 looking at the camera, "Quit
fooling around and get over here and fuck me."
We were horny teenagers so we didn't waste any time. Both of us stripped
off all of our clothes as fast as we could, dropping them to the floor
without even trying to keep them neat. Then we laid on top of the bed
naked in each other's arms, not even bothering to pull down the
comforter. Yeah, knowing what I know today that was pretty gross but I
didn't know any better at the time. 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.
Mmmmmmm 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 lush pubic hair, twisting it around my
index finger and pulling on it gently. God I wanted it soooooo badly!
My pussy was tingling with anticipation and I could feel the wetness
between my legs growing. In response 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 Steve. Let me taste your hard dick."
Steve grinned - he wasn't about to make me ask twice. He laid on his
back while I went down on his cock. He was about five or six 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 almost 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 crotch into his leg and humping so as to
rub my clit which was crying out for attention. Steve was already
moaning and groaning louder as I worked his cock. Yes... 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 proving to be no different. I'd 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. Mmmmmmm it tasted so good! I loved his cum but even more the
process needed 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. 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."
Just the words I wanted to hear! 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 missile poised for takeoff. My pussy was so damn
wet I thought it was going to start dripping as his head easily parted my
labia 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 hard shaft as it
disappeared into me until I was finally sitting on his lap with my bare
bottom resting on his hairy crotch. Looking down between my legs I
enjoyed the view and felt a chill as his cock was nowhere to be seen.
Yes! Only the base of it was visible as the rest had disappeared into my
scalding hot pussy. Seeing him inside of me and feeling him within me
always helped to create one of the most incredible sensations I've 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's 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, I don't want you to 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 finally came as a massive explosion of cum suddenly burst from his
cock and I felt 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 in
the room next door but if there was they had to hear us at this point as
we gasped and cried out together like two juvenile 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. Dang it, 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 as 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. Oh well, I was way too horny at the moment to worry about it
so I just shrugged it off and started gently sucking on Steve's flaccid
cock. Mmmmmmm, I could still taste my pussy on him! What better taste
could I ask for than as blend of my boyfriend's cum mixed with my pussy?
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. Mmmmmmm, 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.
"Mmmmmmm, 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.
It was like the courage men draw from as stiff drink only my courage was
enhance by as stiff dick. 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 tape after which we returned to the
room. We watched a few of them through the viewfinder and they were
soooooo 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'll never 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 soooooo 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'll never forget the way I feel when we are together."
Steve kissed me and then somehow he walked away, leaving me sobbing
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'd 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
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