Where it happened: near Lake Tahoe
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
My name is Cameron and I go by ‘Cammie’ and I’m 27 now and this happened when I was 15. I grew up in northern California and my parents were not the best people in the world. My mom was usually gone on business and my dad was a drunk and he was pretty abusive. My little brother died when I was eight and things got worse after that. The summer of 1995 my mom was gone to Indonesia for her work and that left me home with my dad and we ended up having a pretty awful fight so I ran out of the house and was walking to the mall just to hang out.
Totally stupid, but this guy stops and asks me if I needed a ride and at first I said no and then he says he was going to the mall and if that’s where I was going I may as well ride with him. He seemed harmless so I got in with him.
Like he said, we went to the mall and I said thanks and went to go hang out. It was maybe an hour later when I was in a bookstore by myself when he walked up and asked me how my shopping was going. We chatted for a while and he asked me if he could buy me dinner saying he just wanted my company. He was kind of plain looking, but charming so I was flattered and said yes.
We went to this restaurant at the mall and I ended up telling him my life story and how I’d ended up at the mall that night. When dinner was over he offered to drive me home and I said I didn’t want to go home just yet. Then he asked if I wanted to come with him and see his place near Lake Tahoe. He looked at me and says I can leave anytime I want. It seemed better than going home so I said yes and two hours later we were at his place in a town called Truckee. It wasn’t a mansion or anything, it was just a nice house set back from the street in a nice enough neighborhood.
His name was Peter and he said he’d lived there with his wife until she left him and ran off with some other guy who was rich and lived in Las Vegas. He said the only upside to it all was that she later divorced him and immediately married the new guy so he didn’t have to pay child support.
He was 32 at the time to my 15.
The first night he set me up in an extra bedroom and gave me one of his wife’s nighties to wear for the night and was a perfect gentleman. The next day he had breakfast ready for me when I got up and we talked some more and he asked what my plans were, did I want to stay there for a while or go home? I asked if he’d mind me staying there and he said not at all and that he was happy for my company. But he did say that there’d have to be a few changes so he didn’t get into any trouble. He was figuring that someone would be looking for me (no one ever did) so we went to Reno before any neighbors saw me and he bought me all new clothes and then he bought some dark brown hair dye to go over my sandy blonde hair. When we got back that afternoon I went and dyed my hair and it really looked pretty cool. The new clothes were the first new clothes I’d had in a long time and I was really happy to have them.
He made dinner and gave me a glass of wine with it and I felt so grown up and independent. We talked for a little bit and then he invited me out to his hot tub. I didn’t have a bathing suit so I just wore my bra and panties while Peter didn’t bother wearing anything. I’d never seen a dick on a man before so it was a new thing for me. He shut off the lights and gave me another glass of wine and we sat there in the cold night in a steamy hot tub just talking.
When it was finally time to go in it was literally freezing out even though it was summer time. Peter had me use the shower first and then he gave me a bathrobe to wear while he took a shower. I was sitting on his bed watching TV when he came out and I figured we’d just talk for a while and then he asked me to cuddle up with him since it was so cold.
I was really nervous about that and he joked and said he didn’t bite and if I wanted to go to my room I could. It was weird because I was just wearing the bathrobe but I went along and got in the bed. He turned off the lights and got in and got next to me and was looking in my eyes as he put his arms around me. I looked at him and said what? and he leaned in and kissed me and told me he was so happy to me have me there with him.
He started just moving his hands on me and I realized that this wasn’t just going to be a cuddle. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be doing this, but there was a part of me that really liked this so when he kissed me again I kissed him back. It was like no time at all that he had my robe opened and then his hands and lips were all over me and I really just loved it. It was the most attention I’d ever had in my life up to that point and he really didn’t have to do much to seduce me.
It did get scary again when he eased me out of the bathrobe and tossed it on the floor but then when he drew the covers up on us and kissed me again the fear was mostly gone. It was kind of gradual as he got between my legs and when he touched himself to me down there the butterflies came back. I remember thinking that my whole life was about to change and it did.
It was uncomfortable but not painful as he entered me and soon we were making love. It was completely amazing to have another person inside me and I really did lose myself in the magic of the moment. I didn’t quite understand it when he started moving faster but when he held himself deep in me I felt him throbbing and knew that I was now a woman.
Peter made love to me two more times that night and after that we always slept together. Things got complicated when I got pregnant two years later, but the baby was born after I was 18 and then we got married to make us official. I’d like to say it was all happily ever after but it wasn’t. Peter got cancer in 2002 and was gone on July 17, 2003. I’ve dated and stuff since then, but so far there was only one man for me.
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