Where it happened: Home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
When I was nineteen I received a football scholarship and left home and went to College. When I returned home that summer for vacation at age 20 my 14 year old sister’s friend obviously had a crush on me and would flirt with me every chance she got. I responded, and after she had phoned me at the house several times when she knew my sister wasn’t home I asked her if she wanted to come over. I said that I was at home by myself and that my parents and sister were away all of that weekend. Fifteen minutes later she arrived on her bike and was ringing the front door bell.
We went into the living room and then into my bedroom to listen to some music and then were soon lying on my bed and making out. I felt her up and discovered that she was still a virgin. I knew she had a boyfriend and by the way she dressed and acted I had thought that she might not be.
It hardly took us time at all before both of us were naked in my bed. I couldn’t help myself for I knew there was no question why she’d come. Her p*ssy was a soaking wetness as she straddled me, holding to my p*nis as she guided it inside the nest of hair and rubbed it up and down against her cl*toris, and then a moment later I was holding to her buttocks as she got herself so h*rny that my c*ck just slid right in! I gasped, holding to her buttocks as she f*cked it, savouring each stroke as we made love.
The experience of that first event was erotic in every sense and was such that I can not forget it! It might have hurt her. I was gentle. We stayed in bed together for several hours having sex three times before we’d done. By the time that it was over I thought I was in love with her, her face as beautiful as any girl there was, her breasts, though smaller than a more mature woman, were definitely the nicest I had seen!
It was not until she left the house and I watched her ride off on her bike that I began to feel remorse for what had happened. She was definitely the nicest f*ck I’d ever had but I felt hugely responsible for being the one who had deprived her of her virginity and thought about my sister and how I’d feel if an older guy my age did that to her.
I now regretted coming home instead of taking summer courses back at school. I wondered if I’d ever tell my girlfriend back in college? Would I ever tell anyone that I had deprived my little sister’s friend of her virginity? I was ashamed for what I’d done. I had deflowered her, though she was willing and wanting me to do it with her, and as we live in Canada she was of the age that consensual sex was legal at her age. There was nothing wrong with what we did, not legally, but morally I was a mess! My conscience overwhelmed.
Sadly it would occur again, not once but several times throughout that summer. I knew I’d go to hell for what we did, an innocent young woman with a crush on an older guy. She still continued going out with her boyfriend, and though she promised me she wouldn’t f*ck him there was no way for me to know. It was all so very secretive, others unaware of what occured between us. My sister only knew because she had caught us once and promised she would never tell.
September came and I went back to college, my girlfriend happy just to see me and wanting to get married so that we could live together on campus! We got engaged just three weeks after, and then got married that December.
This all happened nine years ago. My little sister got married just last month and that was when I saw her again, the young vixen whose virginity I had taken, together with her husband and three children. She seemed happy. We talked privately over a drink together discussing old times. I said that I was sorry. She told me that I shouldn’t be. She’d come over to the house that day and planned that it might happen as it did. She said that she’d matured much since then, and then she pecked me on the cheek and said she loved me, but not as much as how she loved her husband. She was beautiful, a lady almost as pretty as my wife.
This story that I tell did much to change my life. I would hope, that given those same circumstances again I might resist the temptation. I will always regret it, always. I am so sorry for what I did!
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