I was 16, when I first found out the news about my father remarrying I had been happy. He had been lonely especially after my parents divorced a few years back.
My dad adored my stepmother Morgan. She is funny, warm and sweet.
Morgan can a son Mitchell, he would have been 20 at the time. He would often come over and visit. In the beginning I was quite shy around him. He’s adorably sweet and charming. He always made me laugh and always blushed when he came into a room.
He shortly moved into our place after he broke up with his girlfriend. THey had this on/off again relationship.
One weekend Mitch had been home. He was bored and decided to sit down with me and watch t.v.
I answered him often blushing. HE noticed it and smiled. He said I always did when he was around. I thought god he knows I like him.
He just leaned over to me almost touching my lips and said “I think it’s sweet.”
I stared into his dark brown eyes wanting him to kiss me. I felt nervous in my body. My lips trembled. Mitch looked at me surprised.
“Are you alright?” I thought to myself “No I’m not.”
Mitch asked me if I wanted a blanket to keep warm. I nodded my head. He wrapped with a blanket and he shared part of it.
He asked where our parents were. They were out at with friends and be home after midnight. I asked him what was wrong. He said he had another fight with his girlfriend. He was so sick and tired of fighting with her.
As we talked I leaned my hand on his leg rubbing it. He looked at me surprised. “What are you doing?” he said upset.
I gasped. I didn’t know what to do. I ran upstairs to my room and cried. He ran after me. He layed on my bed next me and started to pat me on the back. He asked me to turn around and he gave me hug.
I felt warm in his arms. He touched me face trying to wipe away the tears. He stared at me and I can’t remember who first kissed who but we kissed. At first Mitchell pulled away afraid. I was 16 he was 20. He felt that it was wrong.
I told him how I felt about him and continued to kiss him. We made out for hours lying in each other’s arms kissing.
From that weekend we would secretly hide our relationship. Act normal in front of our parents but we would always spend time together as boyfriend and girlfriend.
But over several months all I wanted more than just kissing and holding hands. Mitchell said he wanted to wait until I turned 18. I agreed. We were in love and he was willing to wait 2 years.
It had been months away from my 18 birthday Mitch and I were making out in his room. I told him to keep sliding his hands between my legs and to play with my pussy. Of course he seemed shocked but I told him I wanted to do more with him.
He began to slid his fingers underneath my undies, I told him to pull them off. He did. he began to rub my clit I was kissing at his neck. He then said it wanted to eat me out. I never had my pussy eaten and wanted to know how it was.
He kissed my thighs, I giggled. He then brought my legs up a bit and he he began lick the outside of my pussy. He felt so nice and I could not stop giggling. He then licked my clit which drove me wild. I wanted to have sex with him badly.
I asked him if we would. He said no. He waited to wait. Instead he continued to eat me out, putting his tongue in and out. Drinking all my juices. I orgasmed so much that I cum all over him. He loved it.
For next few months he would eat me out with every chance we had. WHen i turned 18 we made arrangements to be alone in the house.
We were in my room. COmpletely naked. He had been eating me out again. I wanted my pussy wet and ready. I was dripping over his mouth. I then asked him to finger me. He slid his fingers slowly inside me. It hurt a little it felt so nice and wanted him inside me.
I pulled him towards him. We kissed and told him to put himself inside of me.
He went on top of me. He asked me if this is what I wanted. I said yes i do. I love him.
He placed his penis inside of me slowly. It hurt a little but I told him to just push it in and everything would be okay.
At first it was strange having a penis inside of me. But then I wanted him more. He moved in and out of me slowly, I felt wet and warm. It was so nice. He went slow and gentle. He felt so right. I begged him to keep going. He kept asking how i felt. I told him I loved it. He told me he loved me.
In and out slow and then hard. I asked him to go faster. I wanted him so badly after so long. I was moaning and screaming out his name.
He kept telling me he couldn’t believe he was having sex with me. He waited for so long and he knew it would be good because we are in love.
I couldnt’ believe how much I enjoyed sex when you hear shocking stories. Of course it does hurt in the beginning but having sex with someone you love is amazing.
After a few weeks we told our parents about us. THey were shocked but accepted it espcially when MItch and I were getting married as soon as possible.
We’ve been married for four years and now expecting our second child. Finally things with mitchell worked out.
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