Where it happened: his bedroom
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I meet Mitch at a ski resort that we always went too. We really hit it off but we lived in different states. It was different with us – I was 16 and he was 18 so there was the age difference but there was this bond that linked us. We tried to keep in touch but the sands of time work to pull you apart. I was shocked but overwhelmingly excited when I found that he was studying at a college not far from mine. It crushed me when I found out he had a girlfriend. In my second year a shocklingly handsome guy walked into the cafe I was working at. We nervously chatted for a while – but then the next week he came back, and the week after that. We made plans for dinner. We went on a couple of dates then when he went to drop me off – I told him I didn’t want to be alone tonight. It was electric. The tension that had building for years mounted to an unbelievable height. He threw me onto the bed and started covering my body with his mouth. I trembled as I felt wetness filling my panties. He slowly moved down my body stripping off the layers of fabric that covered me. Grabbing my hands he glided me over his cock feeling how it was rock solid. We kissed as he opened me, gently at first then harder with his fingers. Moaning with desire I craved his cock inside me. He (being experienced) led the way gliding his cock inside me. It tore my insides it was so big but the pain eased into blissfull unimaginable pleasure. He used slow thrusts – shallow at first then deeper and deeper – tearing my insides to pieces and filling it with all of him. He rocked me to my first mind shattering orgasm finishing simultaneously with me. Quivering I lay underneath him. I wanted nothing more than to be left alone – yet I didn’t want to be alone. Torn by my mistrust of everyone I left and showered. He came in while i wa crying and wrapped me in his arms. we stayed that way for a long time. He carried me back to his bed where we stayed, interlocked. His love for me scares me sometimes but its always there – twisting our lives into a tangled knot.
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