I had met my boyfriend over the internet, on a chat programme.We had talked for months on the telephone and net before we met, and when we did, it was an instant click. We got along so well, trouble was, he lived four hours away, and had come up to visit his grandparents before leaving again. When he did leave we continued talking and became the best of friends, and before I knew it, we were somewhat an item. Christmas swung by that year and he asked if I would like to join him at his house with his parents, my mother agreed, so it came to be. I was down there for three weeks, and he really respected me, not going any further that I wished him too, and always being more than happy to hug and hold me. My birthday was coming up, Jan 13, and I found myself still at his house. He felt bad I wasn’t with family for Birthday and made the whole day special so I would feel better, taking me out for a picnic and a boat ride, even breakfast in bed that morning. After dinner, his parents went out, and I fast began to feel myself falling more in love with him than ever. We sat in his room making out before I allowed him to lie me down. I knew what was happening, and it didn’t feel at all wrong or uncomfortable, because I knew this was special. He was also a virgin, whose other girlfriends had never really lasted long, because none had ever captured his heart like I had. Before any more words were said, both of us were naked on his bed and simply enjoying each others touch to much yet to carry on. He kissed me, smiled and asked if I was comfortable. I nodded and he whispered he wouldn’t care at all if we stopped here, because he respected my wishes and didn’t want to think he could lose me if he went further, but I urged him on top of me, and slowly but surely the love making act took place. I’m not going to lie, it hurt, but those feelings of pain soon subsided with nothing but love as he thrust into me one last time and lay beside me panting, smiling and talking.
Now a year down and we’re still together and everything is great. We’re not afraid to talk about what we like and what we dont, and never afraid to try new things. We still live far apart, but it only makes our love grow strong, and those nights we’re together more enjoyable because of the distance. We are never tired of making love to each other. I know what I did was right for me, because it was someone I loved and took his time, never preassured me and always gave his support. I have never regretted it, even when the parents did find out, but they knew it was more than sex.
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