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 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
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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 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