Loving Memories

A true story written by request from my best friend. It is not much about sex as it is his life. This was not an easy one for me but one I was happy to write. Today, the day I wrote this, was Mark's 67th birthday.

You came into my life during my sophomore year in high school. I had been in a bad wreck and missed the first semester of school going through rehab and home schooling.

My first day when I got my class assignments you were there to help me carry my books and show me around school because I was on crutches. You were working in the office because you kept leaving the school yard during your free hour before lunch. You argued you should had been allowed to go home for lunch. They made you work in the office to keep you from leaving.

We became good friends quick and went out together throughout high school. Our senior year we both turned 18 in January, our birthdays were 6 days apart. We were born in the same hospital.

You were the first to introduce me to sex. We bought a bottle of Boone's Farm Wild Montainberry wine and after drinking the bottle, you performed oral sex on me and we laughed all the way to your parents' house because you choked on my cum and threw up. You never let me fuck you, but you always let me enjoy having my cock sucked. You never let me touch your pussy until we got engaged.

We dated on and off for 3 years and one night I decided to stay at home and after thinking about it, I called you asking if you wanted to get a pizza and a drink. I asked you to marry me. You laughed and said marriage was 50/50, you make the money and I'll spend it. 6 months later we married. I finally got to fuck you and it was amazing. We were both virgins when it came to fucking. Your pussy was so tight and the experience for both of us was so new, we both orgasmed in minutes.

You kept me up all night and called me names when I kept falling asleep. We had sex as much as I could. You called me a whimp, but all in fun. I slept in the next day and you went swimming and shopping. You bought some very erotic lingerie.

You modeled them all for me and teased me dearly. Our sex was torrent that night.

Our first 4 years of marriage was working together, shooting pool, dancing, camping, swimming, fishing, and plenty of sex. You wanted to try it all so our sex life was awesome. We had three ways with ladies and men we would meet at the dance clubs. We joined Fet Life to experiment with wilder sex experiences.

Our 5th year, we were blessed with a daughter and then 2 years after that a son. Our party time diminished greatly but our personal sex life stayed vibrant.

As our children grew you always wanted them to try all kinds of things, dancing, camping, fishing, scouting, karate, and band. We were always doing something and you became a school mom. We had a successful business so you had the time to spend with them.

In our 9th year of marriage, I broke my back and you were there for me every step of the way. I was confined to a bed for 4 months and you took care of all my needs and still raised our children. It was funny how you snuck in after the children fell asleep one night, climbed on top of me for sex and wet my bed with your squirting. We discovered large dog puppy pads after that night. Before, we could just change the mattress pad and sheets.

We were lucky and got to watch our children graduate from high school and college. We went through two fine weddings and one nasty divorce with our children but always you stayed true to them and me.

We got to spoil two grandsons and you even went to stay with them when their parents needed someone to take care for them while they worked until the grandkids started school.

On our 35th anniversary, we went on a cruise aboard the Queen Mary and found a couple we enjoyed spending time with and we let nostalgia enter our lives once again. We fucked and sucked each other for 4 days and had all new experiences when it came to bisexual sex. We decided to meet again next year on the same cruise.

I caught a bad cold and stomach aches and after fighting it for 2 weeks went to the doctor. After tests were done, it was found I had pancreatic cancer and had about 6 weeks to live.

Once more, you rose above all the despair and made sure we spent as much quality time as we could with family and friends until I couldn't go anymore.

You were there to my last breath and I loved you more in the last moments I remember more than any other time I could ever remember.

Since you always loved reading Literotica, I asked a friend to write this story for you before I got too sick. I hope you enjoy the memories as much as I did recalling them.

Thank you for a wonderful life. I will be waiting for you. I love you.