My mother and I had just moved to this town shortly after
the death of my father. Mom had gotten a new job, and I was
left on my own, as it was summer vacation. I hadn’t met any
kids my age yet, so I figured that it was going to be a
very boring and lonely summer.
Shortly after we moved in, Mom became asquainted with the
family next door. They had an 18 year old son, Donovan. Mom
decided to hire him to mow our lawn for the summer.
Donovan started mowing the lawn every Friday afternoon.
I had talked to him a couple of times, but mostly I just
stayed inside watching tv.
One afternoon when nothing good was on tv, I went outside
and sat on the porch swing, watching Donovan. It was the
first time I had noticed how handsome he really was.
When he noticed me watching him, he smiled and came over, asking
if he could join me on the swing. I nodded and moved over. I was
very shy, and didn’t know what to say to strike up a conversation
with him.
After a few minutes of silence, he asked if he could use the bathroom
and maybe have something to drink. I nodded and told him to
come into the house.
We sat down at the kitchen table with our lemenade. He was
the first to speak, asking if I had had a boy friend in my previous home.
I shook my head no. He then said he couldn’t understand how someone as
pretty as I didn’t have a boyfriend. Reaching over, he
touched my cheek and I could feel my face turn red.
Without warning, he leaned over and kissed me tenderly on
the lips. It was my first kiss, and it felt so nice. Speechless, I could
only stare at him. His baby blue eyes were staring into my
dark brown ones. He asked if I liked the kiss, and I whispered that
I did. He asked if I wanted to do it again, and I nodded. He kissed
me again, longer this time.
As he kissed me, I felt things that I had never felt before.
Suddenly, I didn’t want the kiss to end. Donovan reached over and
placed a hand on my breast. I knew I should stop him from touching
me in that manor, but I couldn’t. I liked the way it made me
feel.
Donovan asked if we could go to my bedroom. I nodded and led him upstairs
to my room. We sat down on the bed, and I waited for him
to make the first move. He leaned over and kissed me, and as
he did, he gently pushed me down onto the bed.
Donovan rolled over on top of me, and continued to kiss me. As he did,
I could feel the large bulge in his shorts as it pressed against
my stomach. Without hardly missing a beat, Donovan had unbuttoned my blouse
and also my bra, exposing my nipples which were now hard.
Donovan began sucking my breast, and I just couldn’t stop him. It felt
so wonderful. Then he rolled off and unbuttoned my shorts. I
raised my hips, allowing him to pull down the shorts and the
panties.
Then he unzipped his own jeans and dropped them to the floor followed
by his underwear. His penis was large, and stuck straight out. Donovan
took his finger and inserted it into my vagina. It felt so
wonderful, I knew there would be no turning back now. And
I didn’t want to. Not only because it felt good, but also because he was
my first friend here, and I didn’t want to do anyting to
lose his friendship.
I closed my eyes and parted my legs, waiting for what I knew was going to
happen. Donovan asked if I was sure, and I said yes. He told me
it would hurt, and to let him know if I wanted him to pull out. I whispered
that I would.
Donovan climbed on top of me and placed the head of his hard penis at my opening.
Slowly he began to enter me, stopping when he reached my hymen. He told me that this
was when it would hurt the most, breaking thru the hymen. I told him to go ahead and
do it. I grabbed the headboard of the bed and screamed as I felt my hymen give
way to him. He asked if I was ok, and I said yes, even tho the tears on my face
told him differently. I told him to keep going.
Slowly he began to move in and out of me. Then he started thrustting faster
and harder, and I could feel him going deeply into me. I began moving with
him. I put my hands on his bare butt and wrapped my legs around his legs, pulling him
deeper into me.
Nothing had ever made me feel as good as what he was doing now. I started moaning in pleasure, and
so did he. He started going faster, and said he was going to cum. I told him that I was getting
close also. He asked if I wanted to stop, and I said no. We
were both too far gone now. As he let out a loud groan, I felt his warm liquid
flow into me. I could feel my own vagina contract as it
accepted the liquid.
Donovan kissed me tenderly on the lips, his penis still inside me. He asked me how I felt, and I told him
that I felt wonderful, that I liked the feeling of having
him inside me. But then a horrible thought occured to me:what if I got pregnant? I mentioned this
to Donovan, and he said that if that happened, we would do
the right thing.
Luckily, I didn’t get pregnant. The following week I went to the doctor and was put on the pill. Donovan
and I remained close friends. For the rest of the summer we got together several times during the week to have
sex, and every Friday when he mowed our lawn, we would spend
his breaks in my bedroom.
Donovan went away to college in the fall, but we got together whenever he
came home on weekends or holidays. Eventually we lost touch, but I still
think of him often. Because of him, my first sexual experience was a good
one.
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