Dating My First Lover
True Story: I adjust my suspender belt and stocking tops. So itās not too obvious Iām wearing the
This is a true tale about my first fella way back when I was a teenager.
I check my face in the bathroom mirror and carefully rub away a little of the blusher. Jim and I will be staying in tonight, so no need to overdo my make-up.
āBye May. We will be back at about midnight, but I expect youāll be in bed by then. Donāt forget to offer that nice lad some of my homemade fruitcake.ā Mum bellows up the stairs.
āI wonāt, mum. You guys have a fab time at the cinema.ā
My parents like Jim. And why wouldnāt they? Heās only eighteen, with a good job and a nice car already. Not only that, he is also very down to earth. Enjoys football and going out with his mates. My stepdad likes chatting with him, and one Sunday lunchtime even took him down to our local for a beer.
I adjust my suspender belt and stocking tops. So itās not too obvious Iām wearing them, and run a comb through my hair.
The doorbell rings just as I am going down the stairs.
āHey Jim. Come on in.ā
He looks cute. Blonde hair falling over his forehead a little, and he has on a pair of those trousers that all the boys have been wearing lately.
Weāve been dating since last year, and I think it may be love. But Iāve never been in love before, so how would I know? Just had a few crushes.
I definitely fancy him, and heās really easy to be with, although I donāt get butterflies in my tummy when I look at him. My friend Jane said that you are supposed to ā if itās true love. But, he is my first actual love. You know. The firstā¦ and only man Iāve been with sexually. I wouldnāt have done the business, if I didnāt have strong feelings for him, would I?
Jimās very adventurous, too. One night he tied my hands to the bed board while he took me. I actually liked that more than I let on. It felt risky and taboo. I am sure my friends donāt do that kind of thing.
To be honest, he seems to want sex all the time. Like now. I can see a definite bulge in his trousers, and heās only just walked in the door. Not to mention, he is ermā¦ big down there!
I am lucky too, as Jimās not selfish. Oh no. He always takes his time, to make sure I enjoy sex as much as he so obviously does. I hope we donāt make any stains on the carpet!
What happens next? I think you can guess.
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