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My First Lover

When I was 13, I had gotten raped. For some reason, I could not have a relationship with any male. I looked to females instead. When I was 14, my friends set me up with Jessica. We fell in love soon after we'd met. About 2 months after we'd met, we went back to her house after a fun day at the carnival. As we unpacked, she tapped me on the shoulder and kissed me deeply as I turned around. She had never kissed me before this way, and I was getting sweaty and aroused. We made out and touched each other for a little while, and she led me upstairs by the hand. When we were in her bedroom, we continued to kiss as we had on the way up. She slid my clothes off slowly. First my top, then my jeans, then my bra, and eventually I was completely nude. I had never voluntarily done anything like this; my nipples were hard and there was a tingling between my legs. She put me on her bed and got on top of me, fingering me, licking my nipples. The rest was a blur of pleasure. It was pure bliss. By the time we were too exhausted, I had lost count of my orgasms after they reached had double-digits. We enjoyed three more wonderfully blissful years together. There hasn't been a day when I haven't thought of my first lover, God rest her soul. I have since found another woman whom I love dearly, as she told me she would have wanted me to do. But I will never forget the love, pleasure, and good times Jessica had brought me. God bless you, and I hope to see you again someday...


Posted on: 2003-06-23 00:00:00 | Author: