Where it happened: Home
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
M and I met in high school–He was older by a couple years. We actually met one summer night at an evening/summer league swimmeet. I remember when we first saw one another and caught one another’s glance and smile–I just remember feeling something move go through me that I’d never felt before. That first night after the summer swimmeet several of us decided to go for something to eat and met up at an outdoor restaurant. My heart was in my throat when I saw that M and a friend had decided to join us. And it was incredibly sweet when he came over and started to kind of chat and asked if I’d like something–I offered up my ice cream–He sat down and we talked and laughed and looked at each other as if we’d known each other forever. And as silly as it sounds–when he reached across to take a little tiny bit of ice cream that was on my lip and then sort of licked his finger–I just melted–There was this little “yahoo” that shivered right through me…was such an innocent yet sensual kind of little move and I loved it without even realizing why…So, I took my finger and scooped a little ice cream from my dish and slipped it to his mouth–and I just remember my mind going blank as he held my hand and sooooo slowly sucked that ice cream from my fingertip. And from that very sweet moment came a one year relationship that was very sensual and sweet and difficut and fun and sexual and passionate and volitile–and tho we never had intercourse over the time we were together it was pretty incredible, the ways we could make each other feel so very good…Tho as most everyone reading this knows falling in love at that age is more bittersweet than anything because you feel and know all that passion–all so intense and brand new but being so young and with lives changing, you move on and always remember…
There were so many incredible things that we tried and did–I think the one time that makes me smile the biggest would be the summer night of his 18th birthday–We had mutually decided to break things off…that we would date other people–He was leaving–going away to school soon–I knew that the decision to date was right but it was so sad–For all the ways we had made each other feel so good, this hurt more than anything and at the time I remember wondering how I would ever survive. My parents
surprised me with a trip to Hawaii–A diversion and their rationale was that just maybe I would check out the university there. It was a hard decision because it meant leaving M even earlier but I talked myself into it. We said our goodbyes and I made my way to The Islands w/ a family friend who was already a student at the university. I arrived and midst everything sooooooo beautiful I was soooo unhappy–I couldn’t appreciate it–I didn’t really eat for days–tried to smile and do the touristy things but I just ached…wanted to be home.. parents were leaving for a long weekend. It was the night before M’s 18th b’day and I made up my mind…I called him and we cried a little and he told me he was having a party the next night– that all he wanted was to see me. 24 hours later I called, I think it was about 10p…He got on the phone and sounded so upset–he thought I hadn’t called earlier because I just forgotten his b’day…So, I let him go on and then I finally said…”I’m sorry I didn’t call earlier–but could you do me a favor?’ He said, “Annnnnnnnnything” I said, “Well, I’m here at LAX and I don’t have a ride–could you come get me?” He made record time to LAX, Ithink. We went back to my house… there was a late summer storm…thunder and lightning and pouring rain. We were absolutely soaked when we got inside. We turned out every light and opened every window –wide…undressed each other and spent the entire evening kissing, tasting, touching, crying, laughing… made each other cum over and over. It was the only night that we ever got to fall asleep holding each other in each others’ arms. Was the sweetest birthday gift I ever shared…
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