Where it happened: home
Langauge: english
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Many many years ago, my parents hosted a foreign exchange student. I don’t know if such things even exist today, but they were fairly big things when I went to public school.
The foreign exchange student came to America to experience the American culture.The student would live with a host family for a full school year, attend the local school, and participate in normal family activities.
Our foreign exchange student, Maria, was from Spain. She was a beautiful 12 year old. Nice tanned body, sculptured face with high cheek bones, deep brown hair, small breasts and big brown eyes. She also had an attitude.
Everything was wrong with America. We were just backward, undeveloped children. Spanish kids were soooooooo much more grown up.
Maria didn’t drink milk. She drank coffee. Milk was only for babies. She smoked. An my parents were so archaic for not letting her smoke. They drank wine in Spain. She considered our attitudes on sex completely backwards. Told us the age of consent in Spain was 12 and that her sister became a mother at 14.
Needless to say, we didn’t get along at first. Maria had to sit with me when we rode the bus to school. She teased me, made fun of me, and embarrassed me in front of my friends.
We started bickering and fighting over things, everything, like siblings. My parents sat me down several times and insisted that I had to treat her nicely. Maria was a guest in our house. And I did treat her nice when my parents were around.
But she was a feisty little thing. She instigated. She would throw a random punch or kick in passing and took great pleasure in my punishment when my parents caught me retaliating.
About two months after Maria joined our household, things settled down into a somewhat normal routine. We ran the neighborhood after school with other kids till dinner time. After dinner, we would go to our rooms and do homework.sometimes separately, sometimes together.
We would still fight, but it degenerated more into a wrestling match with lots of physical contact.
Afterwards we would cuddle and watch TV together in my room. At nine thirty,or so, our bedtime, mom would come by to run Maria out of my room for the night.
One evening, after the house got quiet, there was a soft knock at my door. There was Maria, in her sleep shirt and panties. She crawled under the covers with me and we kissed for a while. After a while she took my hand and drew it into her panties. I felt her.She was soft, hot and damp. It was electrifying. She showed me how to massage her clitoris. After massaging it for a while her breathing changed, and she started whimpering. My erection was trying to push through my pajamas.
I’m glad she knew what she was doing. I was all awkward and hesitant. She slipped out of her shirt and panties and helped me out of my PJs. Then she pressed her body against mine and rolled over on her back with me on top of her.
It took about 10 minutes for me to push into her, Ten minutes of fumbling around awkwardly. When i finally got in, i was so excited and out of control, I immediately ejaculated. And it was only a little dribble. I was so humiliated and embarrassed. But she was understanding. She hugged me and told me that we needed to rest a bit then we would try again.
The second time, It worked a lot better. The precum/cum from the first attempt, was still sticky and somewhat slick and made it easier to slide into her. This time I lasted almost 5 minutes before i ejaculated. maria was a good liar. She told me how good I was. She told me how she orgasmed. she played to my ego. thenshe curled up and we went to sleep.
Maria got up at 5 am that morning. She got clean sheets and had me help her make the bed so she could get rid of the bloody sheets. After that we showered and got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast with the family, like nothing unusual had happened.
After that night, Maria would come to my room almost every night after mom and dad went to bed and stayed till about 5 am. She started calling me her “little one” or “mi nino”
One morning we overslept and didn’t make it to breakfast. Mom came looking for us and found us in bed together.
all she asked us was “How long has this been going on”. then she said “get your clothes on and get to school. We will talk about it tonight”
It was a tense conversation that night. Mom and dad threatened to send Maria home. Maria begged not to be sent home. She said that is was not unusual for teens to have sex in Spain at that early an age. After more discussion, mom and dad decided that Maria could stay.
That night, Maria moved into my bedroom. The rest of the school year Maria and I lived together like a couple.I had grown to love her, and was really sad to have her go home at the end of the school year.
When we took her to the airport for her flight home, just before boarding, she whispered that she had a secret to share with me. She said she was 3 months pregnant with our child. i must have shown shock because she told me she wanted me t be happy about it for her and for us. She promised to write often and send pictures of the baby.
After a final hug she turned and boarded the plane.
That was the last time I ever saw her or heard from her. I was heart broken. She never wrote or sent any pictures. Letters I sent to her were returned with no forwarding address.
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