Where it happened: on the beach
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
It was the summer of my seventeenth year. My family and I were vacationing in Baja California as an effort to reunite a distancing family. One evening we were having dinner at
the hotel cantina. Mom, drunk on margaritas, let slip that my brother was the black sheep in the family. I, being my brother’s only confidant, defended his honor. My father told me not to speak to my mother with such a disrespectful tone and struck me a blow with the back of his hand. Reeling in pain, both from the blow to my face and my ego, I ran out to the white beach. I needed to be alone. I needed to feel independent. I needed to be a woman.
The phospheros glow on the water provided the distraction I needed until I felt something soft touch my shoulder. I looked up to see a native boy holding a rose to my skin. When I told him I didn’t have any money, he gave me a boyish smile that told me he needed to be a man.
As I rose to my feet, I looked through his eyes down into his soul and I knew he was to be ‘the one.’ Without a word he drew me into his arms and kissed me tenderly.
He entered me as a wave broke on the beach, signifying my rebirth as a woman in lustful ecstasy. As the blood trickled down my leg, I knew I would never be a little girl again.
Hear me roar!
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