Note: The stories I submit are split between real life events and fantasies of mine. I never write anything I can't really "feel" anything for because it doesn't show really any passion for my part. I decided for my first story to be a Real Life Event. Whilst I have kept the subject's first name (Alice), I have changed all other full names. Alice being a real person, I have changed my name and others for anonymity in my own right. This is who I lost my virginity to. Enjoy.
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I was always quite a chipper guy as a kid. However I was never able to separate a performance from school. I was bullied all the way through primary school (Elementary to our across the ocean cousins), so I had to switch schools. The switch being so drastic, my middle class mother decided to send me to a private school fourteen miles from my previous school. I was forced to leave the comfort of my sweet semi-detached home.
Well around that time, I found out that I had aspergers. Not full blown shouting at strangers, or causing anyone to really notice, but a minor case. I kind of gave up at that point, but the aspergers became a sort of blessing. I didn't care about anything, and the teachers were sort or forced not to care either.
I could shout in the middle of class, write swear words in my short stories, and answer back if I ever did get in trouble. And it was that moment I got noticed. People laughed at my jokes, I got to play tag with my classmates, or attend the birthday parties! Well that was good, until I got expelled for slamming some pricks head into a desk. Broken nose and a mother from texas who demanded I got kicked out.
So then, I returned to north-west London schooling, attending a state high school just up the road from my primary school. But this time I came prepared. I had one friend already, a guy in the upper year called Henry. We'd known each other since I was five, and had been close since. He was basically my brother.
I made friends quickly, had a couple of girlfriends, and managed to keep a level between class work and pissing about. A set mediocre A-levels and numerous suspensions later, I was out, in a film school studying psychology and directing. And now after that admittedly long intro to my life, I have set the scene of one of the best moments of my life.
I mentioned Henry, and he was literally the best friend I ever had. We lived right next door to each other, and we would always hang out on weekends. Going for a movie, playing video games, or just staying at home. Well, that last one got a bit more common during my winter break from university. Henry lived in the other half of our semi-detached building . I'd go over, and he'd usually be either doing his usual time consuming set of homework, instead of developing the social life he so dearly needed.
But Henry was a perfectionist, so whilst doing his homework, I'd be go back home for a small wait. Usually amounting up to an hour or two. But the best thing I could have ever hoped for one saturday.
My parents had gone on a weekend holiday to italy, and had told me to stay at Henry's due to refurbishing back at the house. I was sent over on friday morning, sending my finger to the bell. Pressing down onto it, I listened out for the familiar ring of his home.
Through the glass, I could just about make out a pair of lean, sexy legs heading for the door, clad in black yoga pants. A hand of a white complexion reached for the door, pulling it open, the woman in front of me smiling warmly to me.
"Oh, hi Luke!" Alice said with an excitement I could only explain with our many years talking to eachother.
"Hey Alice" I grinned to her, dropping my duffle bag to pull her in for a rather tight hug. I tried to make it last for as long as possible, digging my nose into her hair hidden neck, trying to pull her well sized breasts against my chiseled chest.
Moving with her, I pulled back as she did, giving her a warm smile, getting a quick peek at her yoga prepared body.
Alice was wearing a tight white sports bra, fitting over her 34 D breasts like a second layer of skin. It left little to imagine, the top of her breasts slightly popping out, her cleavage practically forcing me to look.
As she turned, I then averted my eyes to trail down her back towards her perky ass. It wasn't big, but it sure was fucking sexy in yoga pants. I was hypnotized, my hand beginning to slowly move towards it. I pulled it back, sighing silently to myself.
