My First Love

The first year after high school, I left town to go to college. I struggled through the whole semester, Finding out I wasn't as smart as I thought I was. I had virtually no social life due to the extra study time I needed just to keep up and I had very little cash anyway. I have always been rather shy and I just couldn't find a way to make any new friends at school. The school year just dragged on and on and I was spending all my time in my little room or in class. I left campus on the day of my last class not even waiting for my grades, which I knew, were dismal.

I was so glad to be home where I had family and friends, within a couple of days it was as if I had never left. I went to see my friend Rick that lived by my first love and I felt a pain in my heart as I drove by her house. I couldn't help but think that if we were only still together college would be a lot better. I lied to my buddy about college, telling him how great it was and about the girls I was meeting. He told me he wished he could go but he had to help his father at his business and I wished my father had a business I could go into. My friend told me my old girl friend had been asking about me. I tried to act nonchalant but just the mention of her made my heart race. I asked what she had to say about me and he told me she hadn't known I was at college and said she was impressed.

"Oh yeah, she wanted you to call her when you got back to town."

I still tried to act cool but on the inside, I thought I might pass out. I asked what he thought she wanted and he said he had no idea. He said every time he saw her she seemed to be with a different guy, some of them looked like gang members.

I went directly to her house; it was Saturday so I knew she would be home. As I knocked on her door, I suddenly realized I should have called first, what if she had another guy there. My stomach started to churn as the door opened

"Well if it isn't the pussy boy, did she call you up to go buy her tampons?"

It was her sister Dorothy, god what a bitch. I asked if I could see Rita, she sneered at me but let me in. She yelled at her sister that someone was here. When Rita saw me she screamed then ran and jumped into my arms,

"My Boo Boo I'm so glad to see you, I've missed you so much."

She was in her typical Saturday outfit, pink baby dolls, hair up in rollers, and no makeup. I thought she looked heavier and tired but it felt so good to have her in my arms.

"Come in my room, my sister is leaving. I can't wait to talk to you."

I saw the smirk on her sisters face as I said goodbye, then I followed my true love to her bedroom. When I entered her room, she already had her top off exposing her large breasts to me. Boo Boo my boobies have missed your tinder kisses, come sit by me. I did as told and as I leaned over to kiss her nipple, she held my head in place.

"I've been so lonely without you, my little Boo Boo."

All of a sudden, it was back to our old Saturday routines. She had me kiss and lick her pussy, while telling me where to lick, as she liked it,

"Yes right there lick harder, now put my little clitty in your mouth, yes just like that, suck it, yes keep sucking."

When she was finally finished with her orgasms, she would have me lie on the bed as she mounted me. Also just like old times when I finished she would straddle my face to have me clean her out.

Just like that we were back together, I never asked her about all the other boys she had been going out with, I just didn't want to know. However, that didn't stop me from hearing about them from my friends. I even got into a fistfight with Rick when he called her a slut. Even her sister who had no respect for me told me I was a fool for going with such a slut. I yelled at her,

"How can you call your own sister such a terrible word?"

She just laughed at me,

"Because she is, that's why."

Within two weeks, I was her servant again, every Saturday morning I would be at her house bright and early helping, her with her chores and whatever personal service she desired. I stopped by one evening to pick her up to go out. Dorothy answered the door after letting me in she asked me to sit.

"Rita had to take mom on an errand, she'll be right back. John I know I give you a hard time, but I think you are really good for Rita. When you were gone, she was a wreck. I know she went on a lot of dates but she couldn't find anyone to replace you. You know you could never be for me, I need a real man, but I have to tell you I am jealous of Rita, you take such good care of her."

I was shocked at Dorothy but I thanked her, I told her I knew I was just a wimp but I loved Rita so much I wanted to do anything she asked. Just then, Rita walked in and soon after her sister left. Rita told me we had the house to ourselves and her mother would be gone for hours. I raced her to the bedroom.

We didn't talk about it but Rita had learned some new tricks while we had been apart. She taught me 69 but wouldn't let me cum in her mouth. She liked to be on top of me where she could direct where she wanted my tongue. This now included her ass, she liked to spread her huge ass cheeks with both hands and put my face right in the middle. She would direct me to stick my tongue inside of her urging me to go faster and faster. Sometimes I would have my face so far in her ass I couldn't breathe; she liked the power it gave her over me and would tell me I couldn't breathe until she came. She would furiously diddle her clit moaning the whole time until she would climax and collapse, leaving me gasping for air. Other times she would have me put my tongue in her pussy and my nose in her little rose bud. Meanwhile she would suck me but stopping every few seconds to warn me not to cum in her mouth. When I was ready I would pat her back, then she would rise up off me and watch me spurt on my belly. She would rub my cum into my skin with her fingers and then lean back putting my nose further up her ass, she would have me clean her fingers. She definitely had learned a thing for anal, she would even have me fuck her back door. She would sit her ass on my face until I got her nice and lubed, then slide down, and put me in her ass. She would have me watch her play with her pussy while we fucked, and then of course she would slid back up to give me her ass to clean up when we were done.

We were parked in our usual parking spot, we were in the back seat, and she was mounted on me. After I came, she put her breast in my mouth as she tenderly ran her hands through my hair she spoke quietly,

"John you know I love you and always will and I know you love me. I think we should get married, I mean why should we wait. I want to get married."

This all came as a surprise to me, we had never talked about getting married. I took my lips off her nipple; I think she almost moaned in disappointment.

"But I'm still in college, I don't even have a job anymore, I mean how could we survive?"

She started pouting, she covered up her breast, and I could tell she was mad even though I couldn't see her face in the dark.

"You don't love me do you? You're just using me."

She jumped off me and my penis made a plopping sound as it was pulled out. I tried to hold her but she pulled away.

"Rita I do love you more than anything."

"Yeah, well prove it."

She got out of the car as if she was walking home. I jumped out after her; I grabbed her and spun her around. I got down on one knee,

"Rita (I included her last name) will you marry me, and be the love of my life. This is all so fast I don't even have a ring, but I will get one."

"Oh yes John I will marry you, we can go tomorrow and get a ring."

I told my parents I was quitting college to get married, but truth be told I was glad to be out of college. I even got my old job back with full time hours. Her mother sprung for a big wedding and Rita was the star of the show.

It was on our honeymoon that she told me she was pregnant. She was happy I was stunned, and of course, I couldn't help but wonder if it was mine. I decided right then to put those thoughts out of my head. We had our baby boy six months later, others might 'do the math' as they say but I would not. This was my baby and I was going to be his father, happy we were a family. We had another baby the next year, a lovely girl. So here we were both under twenty-one with two children and no money. I finally had to get a second job to try to keep up with the expenses of raising a family. None of this bothered Rita, she took to motherhood as if she had been hoping for this all of her life.

The next year is where our marriage hit a snag. I finally saved enough money to move to a bigger apartment. Rita loved the new place, the kids were in one room and us the other, and this meant privacy for us and more sex. In addition, there was a young girl two doors down who would baby-sit for us. Rita became close friends the couple next door; they were our age with no children. This was the year we both became twenty-one and that meant we could go to nightclubs. Rita loved to go dancing; we would go with the neighbors and dance until closing time. This was great for Rita but it was killing me, I always had to go to work in the morning and I was a terrible dancer. It became more often Rita going out with the neighbors and me staying home with the kids so I could sleep. This also helped money wise because people were always buying Rita drinks whereas I always had to buy my own. Rita would always come home with booze on her breath and waking me up for sex.

The first night she didn't come home, I didn't notice until I woke up for work. I was in a panic but she came wandering in about six-thirty. She said she fell asleep but didn't say where. I was furious but as I was already late for work, I left without saying anything. When I got home that night, the babysitter was there. She said that Rita would call me later. She didn't call, I was a wreck, my stomach was churning, and my nerves were frayed. I tried to take a nap but couldn't sleep I just lie there worrying. I must have finally drifted off because Rita woke me with a kiss,

"I need you baby."

That was all she said, then she sat on my face to feed me her cum filled pussy. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her,

"Oh that's so good; lick it all up for me. I love you so much you're such a good pussy cleaner, yes right there."

She had a huge climax, then saying she needed more moved up and put her ass over my mouth. I could feel the cum dripping out of her back door onto my face. She spread her cheeks apart and put my face between them. It was surreal here I was sucking some strange man's cum out of my wife's ass, and was I mad no, I was getting a huge erection. Finally, she slid down and put my cock in her ass, I looked up at her, and she was covered in hickies. They were on her neck and shoulders and even on her breasts. She wouldn't kiss me (because my face had just been pushed up her ass) but she offered me her hicky covered breast. She told me to be gentle, that she was sore; I didn't know if she meant her breast or her back door. I came almost instantly and she fed me my own cum by sitting on my face again.

When we were finished, I said we had to talk and she had the nerve to ask what about.

"What about? How about that you didn't come home last night and tonight you come home covered in cum and hickies."

"I met this crazy guy at the club last night, we went and parked to talk, and we both feel asleep just like I told you. Then he called me today and I went to his house. Oh John, him and his two roommates just fucked me all day long."

Her eyes started to glaze over; she reached down and took my limp dick in her hand.

"I didn't know I could fuck three guys at the same time and they were all so huge, I felt so stretched. John they had so much cum and when they put it my mouth they made me swallow."

I was in shock but I was getting an erection.

"That turn you on Johnny boy?"

She reached over and put my cock in her mouth, it felt so good her slobbers were running down my shaft. She took her mouth off and started rubbing me again.

"You are so much easier to suck, would like to come in my mouth?"

I just nodded; I was in a trance I couldn't talk. She put me back in her mouth and I just exploded. She swallowed every drop.

"That's funny," she mused "Jacks cum is a lot tastier than yours and he has lot more."

Our lives changed after that night, I became a cuckold wimp husband. Rita couldn't get enough of Jack and his roommates, sometimes not coming home for two or three days at a time. Still she kept telling me she loved me, and didn't want to lose me but she was not giving up Jack. I finally understood that the more humiliation she put on me the more erotic it became.

The first night she didn't come home, I didn't worry I had become used to such things. Then the night stretched into a week and I just couldn't decide whether to worry or just to be mad at her insensitivity. They found her body in an ally; they identified her by the only thing left in her purse. A cleaning ticket had slipped into the lining and had been left by whoever had done this to her. The police told me she had been brutally raped and left to die, they said I had to identify the remains. She was a mass of bruises almost unrecognizable, yet I could tell it was my Rita. The police called it rape but the look frozen on my dear Rita's face was not the fear of a rape victim but of satisfaction.

Society is quick to place labels on people and I know you will call Rita a slut and me a mere cuckold. To me it wasn't the labels but three undeniable facts. I loved Rita too much to deny her anything, She needed more than I could give her and in the end she needed more than her body could take Within two years I had married the babysitter, she was already more of a mother to my children than their mother ever was. I have settled into a peaceful life, yet late at night, I lie in bed and dream of Rita.