Where it happened: My Bed
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
Mark and I had gone steady during our Sophomore and Junior years in high school. We spent a lot of time together, and, in fact had been pretty intimate.I’d let him massage my breasts, underneath my sweaters and blouse, when we were at the movies or in his car, and I’d massaged his manhood to erection and beyond a lot of times, but I would not let him have sex with me, as he often wanted to do. I had been taught that it was wrong and that I should wait for marriage.One night we argued about it, and finally decided to break up, because he was determined he wanted me, and I was just as adamant that he would have to wait.
During the last half of our Junior year, I would see him with different girls, and wondered to myself if they were letting him have what he really wanted, and I wondered to myself if I had been too insistent. After all, I knew several girls my age were having sex regularly with their boyfriends, and nobody was critical of them for doing it.
Then in November, just before the final game of the year,I was voted Homecoming Queen, and, not to my surprise, Mark, as Captain of the football team, was named King. It was awkward, because we had broken up, and had not been seeing each other for several months. On the night of the big parade, we saw each other again as we got on board the float. He said “Hi” and so did I, but not much more.
But it was very cold that night. About 25 degrees, with a wind chill of close to 15 degrees. As we shivered on the float, I confided to Mark that I’d worn a pair of long johns, and indicated he had, too. They had provided us with a nice blanket to cover our legs during the 5 mile parade route, but it was still extremely cold, so I decided to snuggle up close to him, just for old times sake and to try to keep warm just a little bit.
That night, after the parade, Mark and his team played the game — and we won. The Homecoming Dance was not to be until the next night, so after the game, Mark caught up with me, and asked me if we could go together — just for old times sake, and I said yes. Then, he asked me where I was going after the game, and I told him, home. So, he drove me home, and I invited him in. My parents were there and the four of us visited awhile, before they headed upstairs to bed, around 11:00 P.m. They told him it was good to see him again. Mark and I stayed in the living room. There was a fire in the fire place, and by now, we were thoroughly warm again, after the ferezing cold earlier in the evening.
We started to fool around again on the couch as we had often done before our breakup. Then we embraced and kissed and kissed and kissed.Then Mark whispered in my ear that he really wanted me and had to have me– NOW! In that moment of weakness, I relented, and invited him upstairs into my room. Once in my room, we undressed each other quickly, and got under the covers — completely naked. I just laid there as Mark made love to my body with his lips, first on my mouth. Then my neck. Then my breasts– for a long while.Then my stomach, and finally between my legs. His foreplay lasted at least a half hour or more.And I enjoyed every moment of it. Finally, Mark asked me if I was ready, and I nodded my head yes, and he slipped his penis gradually into my vagina. The deeper it went the more pleasure I felt, and when he began to fuck me in earnest, I wondered why I had waited so long for this moment.Wondered how anything so beautiful and meaningful could ever be a sin. This was absolutely wonderful. And then he came inside me — several times. He tried to keep his orgasmic groans as low as possible, so my parents wouldn’t hear us. And so did I. I could feel the warmth filling me, and I wanted more and more.
Mark stayed all night, and we had sex three times. Each time better than the other. He left early in the morning before my parents were up, and I’m not sure what he told his parents when he got home.
But, after that, Mark and I had sex on a regular basis for the rest of the school year, from Springtime into graduation that Summer.And after that we got married and went off to college. By that time, I guess,our parents were satisfied that we were meant to e together and that sex between us was inevitable.
During our college years, we fucked incessently. I got on birth control. We didn’t want kids until after we graduated — at least, and while we’d been luckily a lot of times that last year in high school, we knew we couldn’t count on luck all the time.
We’ve got 4 children now — two boys and two girls. And when they get to be teenagers like we were years ago, we will never, ever, tell them that sex is wrong. Because it simply isn’t. But you should love the person and they should love you — like myself and Mark.
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