Where it happened: Sacramento, California
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
My parents divorced when I was two and that left me and my mom living in an apartment all through my childhood. We went to church in south Sacramento and there was this one couple (Steve and Laura) who didn’t have kids and who treated me like I was their daughter. It was really sweet.
When I was 12 the wife got breast cancer and I started helping out at their house doing chores and stuff when she was sick on chemotherapy. She eventually had radiation and surgery and was all laid up from it so I moved in with the couple in the summer I was 13 to help. Just before my 14th birthday Laura died from pneumonia and it was very, very sad.
I kept on with helping at the house and Steve was paying me $500 a month which my mom really needed so she liked me working for him. Around this time my mom got into meth and things at home started to get pretty bad. By the next year she was using most of our money for meth and I think she was turning tricks to pay for drugs.
After I turned 15 was when she stabbed a guy she was with and they said she was trying to rob him. I stayed with Steve the whole time she was on trial and she signed a bunch of papers to have him be my guardian in case she got sent to jail. The trial was just about to start when the guy she stabbed died in the hospital from an infection and then her felony assault charge became murder. She ended up getting sentenced to 25 years to life. She won’t be up for parole until 2027.
I hate to say I didn’t miss her all that much and living with Steve full time was so much better. He got me back to school and had me getting tutored to improve my math and English skills and then he was also buying me clothes, got my teeth fixed, and made me into a whole new person.
We also started cuddling a lot.
This one time on December 18, 2005 he let me have a lot to drink and we got into our pj’s for the night and were watching the rest of some movie when he kissed me. I kissed him back. The rest of it was a blur as he kissed me and undressed me and then took me up to his bedroom. It was pretty cold and it felt nice to be in the bed with him.
He didn’t waste much time kissing me in the bed before he got between my legs and started pushing at me. I told him I was scared and he kissed me as he finally pushed himself into me.
It hurt a lot but I don’t think I had a cherry because there wasn’t any blood or anything. We made love for a while and then he moaned and held himself in me and I could feel him throbbing inside me. He didn’t use a condom and I knew what that meant.
I was off school for Christmas vacation and we spent the next two weeks walking around the house in just bathrobes and pj’s and I seriously lost count of how many times we had sex. It was March when I came up pregnant and Steve took me out of school saying he would home school me and basically kept me at home all the time after that.
It is now eight years later and we were married when I turned 18 and we now have three children, Emma is the oldest at seven, Sally is four, and Nick is going to be one soon.
I’m really happy but if I had to do it all over again we would have used condoms.
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