Where it happened: Bed in a bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
Gee, nobody on this page seems exactly overburdened with writing ability. Oh well! Anyway, this is a true story. Ever since it happened, I have been haunted by– well, my conscience, I guess, trying to figure out if it was right or wrong. At the time, I was 25. A friend introduced me to some of their friends, who I then started running around with. One guy was named Alex. Everyone in the group was in their early twenties. I assumed Alex was, too, and so did all of MY friends who he met. What I found out after several weeks was that Alex was fifteen. I literally could not believe it– I mean, I was truly shocked. What happened shortly afterwards– well, I don’t really know if it was justified or not. I’d been going out with Alex for over a month and was very attracted to him. So, AFTER finding out that he was fifteen,, we had sex. It was his first time, but, of course, FAR from mine. We were just lying in my bed one evening and… it sort of happened. I had this awful mixture of lust and guilt the entire time. Certainly, he DESPERATELY wanted it to happen (had brought condoms, etc.) so he was hardly arm-twisted into anything. He was incredibly gentle and sweet and appreciative. Also had a NATURAL talent for eating pussy, and had an ENORMOUS cock. The only drawback was that he lasted about two minutes, but there reallly didn’t seem to be any limit to the number of times he could have sex in one night. I sort of introduced him to the entire world of sex (well, not sort of– I did!) and as much as he wanted it I don’t think he would have had sex for quite a while yet but for me. The relationship lasted several months, and then we went our separate ways. I know a lot of people would think this was strange, because it really did happen (unlike the “babysitter fucked my brains out” fantasies on this and many other pages.) I wish I knew if I did the right thing or not by initiating Alex.
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