There is no underage sex in any of my stories.
I think I fell in love at about the age of 9. It was at that time the love of my life moved here. She was seven at the time. We have hung out every since. Our parents were not completely happy with how close we remained. They kept thinking it would run its course. Both of our parents were very good parents who worked hard to raise very good kids.
As we grew up slowly we walked, talked and still remained best buddies. We laughed together every minute and held hands as we grew up together. And as we matured we never pushed the bounds of our relationship. We both knew That our parents would have to react if they felt we were doing anything outside of the lines. So we stayed between the lines until we were both over 18 years old then we became very sexual.
But we still did not take the love of my life's virginity. I chose to wait until I offered to ask Monica to be my wife. We got naked every chance we got once we both were past the age of 18. We learned as much about each others bodies as we could.
And then life jumped up and smacked us both in the face. I worked for two years until we had both graduated high school. And we were both ready for college. Monica chose to go to our local State college near by. For what I needed my school of choice was over a thousand miles east. So we kissed and hugged and I left for most of the next year.
I was gone for just over the next 10 months before I made it home again. I had not heard anything for nearly 6 months now from Monica. So I knew things had changed for us. I was home for three days when the phone rang. I was home at the time alone so I answered. Monica was on the other end.
"David, we need to talk."
"Since I have not heard from you in nearly 6 months I wasn't sure we needed to say anything?"
"I wanted to explain, please. Meet me at our spot in the park."
I walked down to the park and was sitting on our bench when she walked up.
I turned to her.
"There is someone else and it is not casual."
"Yes, there is someone else. And it is not casual."
"But, it is very sexual."
"Yes, it is very sexual. We have done everything that you and I ever did."
"Not much left to say really except, good bye."
"Dave let me explain, please. I haven't had sex with him yet, but I have decided I will as soon as I get back to school. I love him, but there is another white girl and they have a baby. We need to explore sex before he will know for sure I am the one."
"So, he is black with a white girl friend who has his baby. And now you can also have a chance to have his baby. Good thinking Monica, let him put you on his long list of dumb white bitches. Good luck."
I walked swiftly away from my best friend. She called several times that afternoon and the next morning but I didn't answer. And I left that next day and went back to school. It was nine months plus, before I made it home again. I had gotten letters from Monica but I burned them all unopened. I was home three days when someone knocked on our door. When I opened it she stood there.
"Could we please, talk?"
"What is there to talk about?"
"Us!"
"There is no us. You ended us when you took another lover over us."
"You were right, I was wrong he wanted another notch on his belt and I was just another notch. And he didn't want to give up his other white girlfriend. David I love you, and I always have, and always will."
"How long did it take for you to figure it all out?"
"Until two months ago."
"So, you went back to school and became his lover?"
"Yes, a week after you left, I gave him my virginity. I had started pills and he wanted me bare. And I let him."
"You took his cock bare?"
