Where it happened: Church retreat
I was fourteen and I knew Ben since I was five years old.
We attended the same church in a small town. Our youth group
would travel to a bunch of places, one including a retreat
by a lake. We flirted like crazy every time we were near
each other. In the middle of the night someone suggested
playing strip poker. But only Ben and I knew how to play.
Ben had a deck of cards and to make a long story short, I won.
Ben had to strip down to nothing, exposing his young penis to
everyone in the tent. That made me really horny because I
had a crush on him for years. But it also embarrassed him a
lot. He went out by the dock (after he got his clothes back on)
and was just sitting there. I felt sorry for him and went
to talk to him to make him feel better. I asked him if he
was ok and he told me he was embarrassed because he had a
crush on me. I just about lost it. I asked him why he never
told me and he said he was just too shy. I told him I liked
him a lot, too. We talked for about 1/2 an hour after that,
and, before I left he said he wanted to thank me. He leaned
over me and gently kissed me. It was wonderful. We lost
ourselves in each other’s arms and I felt his hand slide up
my shirt. I thought, “Hell, I don’t care! I’ve been dying
for this moment forever!” I had no bra on and he started
carressing my nipple and rubbing my breast. I moaned in
pleasure and I reached down, unzipped his pants, and started
to slowly stroke his cock. He was so hard, I thought he was
going to bust. We both took all of our clothes off and
I told him to fuck me. I laid down and spread my legs open
and felt him enter me. It felt so good, I wanted it to last
forever. He slowly pulsed in and out of me, speeding up each
time. He went faster and faster until we both climaxed.
We have now been married for six months and I’m pregnant
with our first child.