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:

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
========================

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 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!  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
==========================

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 videotaped 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 other’s 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.  

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 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.  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.  

Mmmmmmm 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. Mmmmmmm, 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.  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. 
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 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 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 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 
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
