I started to fall for you as time progressed. My feelings grew from the point that I accepted you as my boyfriend. What I felt for you was more than I imagined I could ever feel for anyone. You somehow managed to turn my whole world upside down.
In the beginning I hadn't even wanted a relationship. I had completely fallen head-over-heels in love with you. You had given me feelings I didn't understand. I was new to this game you called a relationship and you somehow had managed to avoid my sexual advances for the first 3 months. To say the least, I was frustrated.
You knew what I wanted but you wouldn't allow me to get that close. I was 18 and a virgin and when you held me in your arms I felt my wants grow. I wanted a future, us to be happy, and most of all, I wanted you.
You took me outside on a hot summer night. My parents didn't care what we were doing. They trusted you more than they ever trusted me.
It was all the better that they didn't come looking for us, I told myself. They had never caught us making out but they would more than likely make fun of us if they did. I was born when my parents were very young so the rules were always relaxed.
You took my hand and walked me to the middle of two vehicles in my yard. We were protected from anyone's gaze here. You bent down to kiss me. I closed my hands around your face.
You moved your hands to mine. You remembered your mistake of letting me take control of our first kiss. You were fully aware that I wanted you and it was your goal to not let my innocence be spoiled.
I didn't feel innocent. You were the innocent one. I knew that in the past you had been with another girl before me.
I knew you had slept with her. You said she took advantage of you. Every time you brought it up I could see your pain.
I didn't want to cause you the same pain but every time you touched me I could feel my desire. It was the most intense thing I had ever felt. You said you wouldn't make any mistakes with me, but I didn't want that to be true. I didn't want to hurt you, but you, son of a preacher, made thing so difficult for me when your only response to my advances was no.
As I kissed you, calmly, you slowly moved your hands away from mine and to my back. I let my hands slowly wander as my mouth danced on yours. I pushed against you a little harder and you took a breath. My kisses started slow and as they progressed I became more aggressive.
I could see the slight glazing of your eyes. I rubbed my hand down the crotch of your jeans and I felt your stiff bulge. You put your hand on top of mine and closed your eyes. Surprisingly you didn't move it.
I continued to rub your rod and felt my own breath begin to become heavy. This time you opened your eyes but I could see a willingness that, until this point, had been unknown to me. I was taken aback when you grabbed my breast.
I took a step back and found that I was against the car. You pushed yourself against me and you stole my breath. Your hand slowly moved from my breast down.
Your index finger came to rest on the button of my pants. You had never touched me this way. You had never lost control.
I felt my heart pounding through my ribs and the fiery sensation was back. I felt like I was burning. I wanted you to touch me. Without so much as thinking I pushed your hand down.
You didn't resist me. You let your finger tips slide slowly down to my clean shaven mound. You went lower still and ran your fingers up and around my entrance.
I felt like I would fall. You cocked your head back and slowly withdrew your hand from my pants. You let your fingers slide between my lips and I could feel my own moistness being drug along my skin.
I moaned as you pulled away and grabbed your hand. I was about to start begging you not to leave when you grabbed me and began a fierce kiss. I went limp in your arms unable to understand why your actions were so different tonight.
You began to lower me to the ground and I went down to my knees willingly. You unbuttoned your pants. I started to sweat in anticipation but you stopped and looked at me. Don't leave, I thought, don't leave!
You didn't leave, though. You just stared at me. Then looked down at your still zipped pants.
I reached toward the zipper and my fingers trembled in the darkness. I fumbled for it. When I pulled it to the very bottom your cock sprung free.
I jumped back. I had never seen a man exposed before. Your flesh looked strange and new to me. I couldn't stop staring at it. "You like it?" you asked jokingly.
I nodded. "Have you ever done anything like this before?" you asked. I trembled a little at the thought of something as big as you entering me.
"No,"I said shakily. "I'm a virgin. You know that."
"I knew you were a virgin. I just didn't know how inexperienced you were."
You took both hands and wrapped them around the length of your cock. Your head still poked out from around the top of your curled fingers. "Do you think this could fit in your mouth?" you asked smiling.
My eyes widened. I didn't know. I didn't answer, either. I leaned forward and slide you into my mouth. I let you withdraw and then drug my tongue up and down your shaft.
You shivered. I put a little bit more of you into my mouth and I could see I was only half way down. Anymore and I would throw up, I thought.
You grabbed my hair and slowly pushed yourself into my face. I felt you go farther and my throat started to tighten around you. I felt like I would gag but I couldn't get any air to. You pushed me off and I gasped for breath.
You looked down at me guiltily. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," I said a little winded.
