I think I have no need to assure or prove that this is something that happened in my life. I will just say that it happened, that every word in this text is true and that I will mention no names because that is a part I want to keep just for me. Suddenly an old feeling came back and I just want to share it with all who get to read this lines.
A couple of months ago this girl and I had broken up. She said that I was too young for her and that she was looking for a real man. By that time she 2, only s older than me. It’s not that I like older women, actually I like younger women, but by that time I was just trying out anything that got in my way.
About one week before new year’s eve she called me and invited me to spend some days at her place. She said that she was not trying to make it up, it was going to be just a get together among our friends. I said it was ok, and went ot her place the following day. I swear I still don’t know why things did not come out the way they had been planned, at least not for her. The other guys and girls that had previously said they would go called the day I arrived at her house to say they were sorry but other plans had gotten in the way, etc…
I told her that it was ok for me to go home if it bothered her having only her ex-fiancee at home… and no one else!.
But she said that she did not want to be alone and depressed when the end of the year, and the beginning of the new one, came up.
So I accepted her invitation to stay again.
During that week we laughed and joked, watched TV, or took walks out in the afternoon. By the way, in my country we only speak spanish, but since she was trying to learn english, I was helping her with some homeworks and hints.
One day, she said that she wished she could meet someone from USA, fall in love and when in bed with that guy, talk to him in english in a romantic and intimate way. Then I wrote some silly sentences about love, tenderness and some things that now I don’t remember. It was a paragraph of about seven lines, all making sense.
Eventhough we had been dating before, all we had done was french-kissing and carezza (with clothes on) and no more. Maybe sex had been just around the corner but then it was when she got disappointed by my age and then we broke up.
So as you can see, I never got a glimpse of her naked body at all. And then, one night, almost midnight, I was still up and in the living room that was pitch dark. However my eyes were already used to the darkness and I could see everything. Suddenly she walked into the living room and I could see that she was totally naked. I did not make the slightest move or sound, but my dick grew hard as a rock in a . Her tits were small but well shaped, she had a tremendous ass with gorgeous ass cheeks, her tummy was flat and her legs were so sexy and firm. She walked accross the living room towards the dining room. Then she went all the way back and I enjoyed the same show again.
I don’t know if she saw me or not, I say she didn’t. But the next night, when I was already in bed, she opened the door and entered the room, walked over to me and planted a french kiss in my mouth without saying a word. I tried to get up but she pushed me back, told me to keep silent by putting her finger on her lips and left the room.
The next day we did not talk about it, but when it was the evening, as I was watching a program on TV, she came by, sit beside me on the sofa, threw her arms around me and french-kissed me again. This time I kissed her back while my hands explored her body all over. Suddenly she stopped, got up and left me. I did not say a word because I almost could see what was coming and I did not want it to go away.
Anyways, later on that night, I was taking a shower when suddenly I heard that the door was being forced. I could see the lock moving and I knew who was on the other side trying to open it. So I decided to help her in and I unlocked the door from my side. She noticed it and said that she knew I was helping her. When she opened the door I was in front of her, naked, with a hard on. She did not expect to find me like that, and left the bathroom after that surprise. Later that night, she was taking a shower and while we were talking. I was on the outside but the walls were thin enough for us to hear each other. Suddenly she said that she wanted to bet something. I said ok, let me know what it is about. She said that I could not take my clothes off and get naked in front of her without feeling embarrased. I told her that it was no problem for me, but then I asked what my prize would be if she lost. She said said she would let me see her naked, but if I lost then I would have to pay her 5 bucks. We agreed and when she opened the door the first thing she saw was me totally naked right in front of her. I told her that I was feeling no embarrasment at all, but an urge to make love to her.
Then she took her towel off her body and I could see her gorgeous body. I took her in my arms while my hands explored her private places all over for the first time. We french-kissed for about one half hour and as we kissed, holding each other we walked to her bedroom. Her parents and brothers were out of town and would be back until new year, some day during the first week of january. So we had a house for us and our bodies to enjoy with no limits. Then, when we were already in bed, she stopped and said that it was not right, that she did not feel fine and that she thought she was making a mistake and getting carried away. And then she left me, went to her room and locked the door.
I was planning to leave her place the next day, but there was no transportation because it was already new year’s eve. In my country, specially in that day, it’s so hard to travel from one city to another and you have to look for other means of transportation, other than regular bus service, and those other options in that place were already sold out. So I went back to her house. She was sitting in a bench in the garden, and the first thing she asked was why I had left, that she had not kicked me out. I was not going to answer but then I felt that I had to get rid of all my anger and disappointment, and then I told her that being older and experienced did not give her any rights to play with me as though I was a toy, take-me-now-leave-me, and I told her that I already knew that she felt disappointed because one of her invitees was her new boyfriend and since he had refused her invitation, now she was trying to make it up with me. She said that she just felt it was not right and said she agreed that she had been playing with me and said she was sorry. Then she said that she just could not imagine herself making love to someone younger than her. That was when I really got pissed off, and I told her that she had a terrible problem, a complex about getting older and she just could not handle it. I told her that she already knew my age when we started dating, then we broke up and now she was playing with me and stressing over and over the age issue. The last thing I said was that I wanted to be 18 forever ’cause now I could see that when I 2 I was gonna be a age-psycho like her. And then I left. I looked back and saw that she had gotten up and entered the house, maybe she was crying or just angry, I don’t know.
I spent the whole day walking around the small town. I went to the market, then to the park, then to a fast-food place, then walked some streets, and when it was already getting dark I decided to go back to her house. It’s not that I had no place to stay, there were a couple of small motels where I could stay the night. I just felt bad about my last words to her. After all she had been kind enough to let me stay at her place for a few days and besides that, even now that we were just friends, I really felt that we had a true friendship and we both let our feelings play with us and we said things that just hurt each other. I really felt sorry for her and the things I said and that made me go back to her house to apologize. I swear I was not looking for my first fuck, I just wanted to take all I had said back.
When I got there, there was no one inside. I had no key to enter but I knew that the backyard door was kind of damaged and all I need was the tip of a knife of anything as hard to open it. This only I knew, besides she and her family. At first I tought that she was locked in her room and just did not want to see me, but once I was inside the house I confirmed that there was nobody. So I went to my room, and then I took a shower. After that I went to the living room and watched TV for about two hours. There was nothing interesting to see, just ads and news from all over the world about the end of the year. It was already nine, just three more hours for 1990. I was feeling a bit weary and decided to get some sleep. After all, when I wake up tomorrow morning, I thought, she will be here and then we will talk.
Last thing I remember is that I felt so good and relaxed to be at last in bed, I was so tired… and the next thing I knew was that there was someone in bed with me! I really got alarmed in a but the next I realized that it was her. I had gotten up, but she was still in bed, smiling at me. I glanced at my watch and it 0 minutes to midnight. I had been sleeping for over two hours, so I asked her how long she had been there with me and she said that it had been the nicest twenty minutes of her life.
I began telling her that I felt sorry for what I had said, that I was sorry if I had made her cry, that we were friends and that we should not let other confused feelings cloud our friendship… suddenly she got up and I could see that she was naked. I was going to say something but she put a finger on my lips and then she kissed me. Then she told me that she had been thinking about it and she said that I was right about her insane concerns about age, that she really wanted to make it up with me, ’cause now she saw she had a true friend and only a true friend could have made her oper her eyes. I told her that it had been anger what made talk like that, and she said that it was a good anger ’cause it made me say things straight to the point and not just bitter insults like the rest of the guys, including “the idiot I chose to replace you”. Then she threw her arms around me and french-kissed me. I kissed her back and caressed her all the way down to her bare ass cheeks. Then I stopped and asked her if this was another game and she said that there were no more games, that this time she was sure she wanted me to be her lover, for as long as it could take, and that she was going to give her best, starting that very night.
I undressed and got in bed with her. She opened her legs and told me to finger her, which I did joyfully. She was enjoying it so much, she told me to do it faster, then she told me to slowdown, then she asked faster again… then she came. I took my fingers out and she told me to lick them, which I did. They tasted fine, and I told her that I wanted to eat her pussy, which she allowed. I sucked her clit a bit hard. She was panting and moaned every time I sucked. While I was tasting her womanhood, my hands were holding her small tits and pinching her already hard nipples. Then she pulled me up and I got in position to enter her but then she told me to stop. In that I thought the game had come to its end, but then she looked at the clock and suddenly we heard music and shouts and the fireworks. 1990 was just beginning. Then she told me, “sorry, I just wanted us to start a new year with a new relationship.” Then she opened her legs wide and told me to ram my cock into her pussy. Outside the rest of the town was celebrating the end of 1989 and the beginning of 1990. But in our room, we were beginning a new relationship. I was fucking my girl, I was fucking a woman for the first time. I could feel her juices and her warm and wet hole holding my cock tight, her hands caressing my back, her soft moans, her smell. I will never forget her loud moans while I was coming for the first time in her, as I pushed my cock even harder all the way in her pussy.
Later when the sun was alredy shining, we woke up, still in each other arms. She gave me the sweetest smile a woman can give her man. She told me “I don’t mean to start it over again, but I never expected to have such a good time from someone younger and specially virgin as you are… I mean were.” I told her that I already had an idea of how things had to be done, that I just needed some field-practice. Besides, I had a generous teacher in her.
We frenched-kissed and caressed each other. For the first time I could see her body in day light, her tits were nice, small, well shaped and firm. I sucked and licked both nipples, my mouth jumping from one nipple to another, then I nibbled her neck and her earlobes, then I locked my mouth in hers, and we waited no more. I got in position again and pushed my cock to the tilt. She let escape a loud moan, almost in pain, but then she told me to move it in and out of her, which I did. Her soft moans were the sweetest music I could hear in that moment, her smell, her wetness, her body under mine, moving and responding to my movements. Suddenly she started moaning real loud, and I knew she was coming, which was enough for me to burst my juices straight in her lovehole.
That same day, in the early evening I asked her if she was on the pill, and she said yes. I felt a relief but then I remembered her fiancee and she kind of read my thoughts and said that she began taking the pill just in time to start fucking her new boyfriend on that week. But since he had not showed up, she called him in the afternoon, on the day we had had our little fight. She told me that he’d said he already knew that I was there and that he did not feel like going to visit a bitch like her, told her to get a dildo, and some other nasty things.
I noticed that she looked thougtful, but then she told me not to worry about “that asshole”, that it had been a lesson for her, that it had helped her open her eyes and see that a true man is not one in an older body but one that is a man at heart. Then she kissed me and we just stayed there in the sofa, holding each other as the stars began to appear, one by one.
Over a year later we broke up again, this time we both agreed that it was the best for us to look for the right person. She wanted a family and that was something I could not support yet. So, we stopped seeing for about s or so.
A few weeks ago I met her in my city. Now she lives there, she is married and has three kids. She looks wonderful, even after three maternities and some passed years. I told her that I got married too, that I have two kids, and that I felt glad for her that her marriage was going just fine. And I really do. I confess that I wish I had been hers for the rest of our lives, but things are just the way God wants them to be, regardless of our plans. We didn’t talk about what happened back in 1990, just exchanged addresses, phone numbers, e-mail addresses, tried to update each other as much as we could in the short minutes we spent after long years.
s have gone by and now I have the chance to see her again, my old lover, my friend forever.
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