Everything was fine until now.
We had sex, it changed everything. Again.
I was happy with the friendship we were building. I was greateful that he was actually opening up to me. He was beginning to tell me about his worries, what bothered him, what he liked.
Everything was great up until August 5th - our anniversary. It is now three years since we had our first kiss, and began our chaotic relationship. The relationship that changed my life eversince. I celebrate a kiss, and a chaotic relationship with no title.
We were together on August 5th. We were alone. We found a place to hang out. Our chemistry was strong, the desire to be together was inevitable. We debated. I resisted until I finally gave in - I wanted to. He finally got what he wanted. Conscious of my naked body I let him in. We struggled on getting the right position - the place we were at was not a comfortable one. Hedidn't like to have the condom on. He would go limp. He was fustrated.
I was fustrated at the pain and my lack of experience - He has been my only one.
We finally found a position, got enough passion and hunger. I moaned with pain; he moaned with pleasure. He wanted to go deep inside of me - he often did. At the moments where I would feel pleasure, I would grab his left buttock and push him closer to me. I wanted him to be deep inside of me too. But I mostly felt the pain. His penis would hurt me. I would moan with pain, we often heard it. He asked if I was ok. I didn't respond. I knew he would stop if I answered no. I wanted him to enjoy it. He eventually reached a peak, and withdrew from me. Exhasuted, and his body glistening with drops of sweat, he laid on top of me. I kissed him and caressed him. I was proud of my self, for I had put up with alot of pain. I was happy, because he had enjoyed it.
We put our clothes back on. My make up smeared and my hair undone we left the place holding hands.
Our relationship lasted exactly 3 years and 2 weeks.
Now, I have lost an old friend, and a partner.
I miss him. (and the sex !)
The cause of the break up - temptations, no true love, another girl.
I am not the first one, nor will I be the last one.
To be continued ...
We had sex, it changed everything. Again.
I was happy with the friendship we were building. I was greateful that he was actually opening up to me. He was beginning to tell me about his worries, what bothered him, what he liked.
Everything was great up until August 5th - our anniversary. It is now three years since we had our first kiss, and began our chaotic relationship. The relationship that changed my life eversince. I celebrate a kiss, and a chaotic relationship with no title.
We were together on August 5th. We were alone. We found a place to hang out. Our chemistry was strong, the desire to be together was inevitable. We debated. I resisted until I finally gave in - I wanted to. He finally got what he wanted. Conscious of my naked body I let him in. We struggled on getting the right position - the place we were at was not a comfortable one. Hedidn't like to have the condom on. He would go limp. He was fustrated.
I was fustrated at the pain and my lack of experience - He has been my only one.
We finally found a position, got enough passion and hunger. I moaned with pain; he moaned with pleasure. He wanted to go deep inside of me - he often did. At the moments where I would feel pleasure, I would grab his left buttock and push him closer to me. I wanted him to be deep inside of me too. But I mostly felt the pain. His penis would hurt me. I would moan with pain, we often heard it. He asked if I was ok. I didn't respond. I knew he would stop if I answered no. I wanted him to enjoy it. He eventually reached a peak, and withdrew from me. Exhasuted, and his body glistening with drops of sweat, he laid on top of me. I kissed him and caressed him. I was proud of my self, for I had put up with alot of pain. I was happy, because he had enjoyed it.
We put our clothes back on. My make up smeared and my hair undone we left the place holding hands.
Our relationship lasted exactly 3 years and 2 weeks.
Now, I have lost an old friend, and a partner.
I miss him. (and the sex !)
The cause of the break up - temptations, no true love, another girl.
I am not the first one, nor will I be the last one.
To be continued ...