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I was a freshman in high school. I had met the man I was
to marry on my third day of school. I was fourteen and he
was a seventeen year old senior. We had to get to know
each other first. He had a girlfriend at the time, so we
began to play flirtatious games behind everyones back. We
would chase each other in the parking lot, met between
classes for quick hugs, and secret looks, sneaked private
notes to each other in our lockers. He set my heart racing
everytime we were near each other. He had asked me to go
with him to a school dance, and I sad yes. I spent all day
preparing myself, we had spoken many nights,for hours,
detailing how ‘our’ first time would be. He was by no means
innocent, but I was, so he wanted to be careful.

I shaved my legs four or five times, made sure to
moisturize every secret part of me and perfume myself
lightly, I was sure this was going to be the night. A
friend of his had to drive us around, because he did not
have a car yet. We sat in the back seat. The entire night
went by and he had not made a move, I was confused. As we
drove dropping people of he moved his hand that was around
my shoulder down the v part of my dress, and slowly began
touching my breast, then his other hand went up my dress,
and I felt his finger outline my soft curls in small gentle
circles. He then went inside my panties and pantyhose and
felt my warmness, and began probing and exploring every
fold with his fingers. My hands found their way to his
pants. I unzipped them and felt his erect manhood. We had
reached my house… I had to gather myself an walked to my
porch, he pecked me goodnight on the cheek and left.

We continued that week graping and groping each other as if
there was a need to melt our two bodies together. We did
this every chance that we could find alone. There was a
hunger, a lust that was overwhelming. We needed each
other. There was no place that we could find, that would
provide the amount of time we wanted.

During spring break he came to my house. It was the day
before his 18th birthday. We went for a walk and ended up
in our high school. I only lived seven blocks away. We
were trying to find a secluded area. The back of our
schools library had a stair case that went up to the roof
of the four story building, and so there we went.

He started touching and grabing and kissing and holding all
of me and all I could do was let him. I knew that the
moment had finally come. I awoke from my clouded haze and
began reciprocating all his advances. Our soft sweet love
amking became fierce and wild. Our heavy breathing could
not hide the urgency and the want. He took of his shirt
and placed it on the concrete floor beneath me. I had my
flag girl t-shirt on and a pair of jean shorts that were
haplessly arounds my ankles over my white ankle socks and
tennis shoes. He kissed my naval and moved downward, he
kissed my throbbing, wet, hungry lips and suckled every
hidden spot, I twisted and turned under him as I grabbed on
to his hair. When his face came to meet mine and kissed me
gently, I could taste myself on him, it was akward, but it
down not slow down our haste. he looked at me and I knew
that it was time. He put his manhood so close to me that I
grew scared all of a sudden. He played with me for just a
moment and in one quick movement he pushed hard into me,
and just as quickly I let out a whimpering yelp.

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