1. The first and only time we met


    Date: 10/13/2016, Categories: True Story, Authoritarian, Consensual Sex, Male/Teen Female, Romance, Teen, Teen Female/Boy, Written by women, Young, Author: CantHelpIt, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    deliberately. I kissed him back, without hesitation. My arms moved up around his neck, and I pushed myself against him, and he grabbed on to my slim waist and pulled me in even closer. It was so intense, such an amazing sensation, I can’t even describe it. Like love at first sight, except we waited for it a whole year. Once we stopped, he opened his eyes, looked at my face and said, slowly, “That was even better than what I imagined. No fantasy can be that amazing.” he smiled. “You taste like fruits and honey.” I laughed blissfully, and smiled, still standing in our embrace, I said; “I’ve waited for that a friggin year and let me tell you, it was worth the wait.” he laughed and we let go of each other. “Although, I wouldn’t have minded being able to do that, all along.” he said mischievously. “Oliive, you are amazing. I’m so happy you’re here.” “So are you, Mark. So are you.” I said with an equally mischievous grin. We decided to go for a walk while it was light outside, and we walked around his neighbourhood of parks, beaches and a few shops and houses, talking about everything and anything, just enjoying hearing each others voices without the pause of a message being sent and replied too. No one gave us weird looks, or seemed to think our company was odd, and since I looked older than I was people didn’t judge us. Occasionally we stopped to kiss, or just touch each other to make sure it was all real. That it wasn’t a dream. “So, will you be staying over tonight?” Mark ...
    said, as we sat on a pair of swings in a deserted park, looking out over a gorgeous sunset and the turquoise waters, with large, foaming waves swelling up over the beach below us. “I have to ask my parents. They might not appreciate it so much, but maybe… they’ll let me.” I said, scraping my bare toes against the soft grass under the swing. My shoes lay discarded a couple of meters away. “Where do they think you are?” he said curiously. It always shocked him to know what my parents allowed me to do, so he couldn’t imagine that I’d told them the truth, much less that they might let me spend the night with a 25 year old guy they’d never met. “Here, with you. They got it that I wanted to visit, and they accepted it, now that I was finally so close to you.” I said and smiled at him. “They understand a connection like ours isn’t always easy to come by.” His facial expression made me giggle. “Stop looking so… confunded!” “Do they know… what’s between us?” he asked once he’d gotten a straight face on again. I thought about it for a second before answering. “Yes and no. They know we’re really really close, and that I have really strong feelings for you, but not in what way, I’d say. We haven’t put a label on it, so neither have they.” “Do you think they’d let you stay? You can put them on the phone with me, I can play responsible adult!” he said and grinned at me. “Yeah you sure would need to play, and I’m not sure you’re a good enough actor. The character is so different from the real ...
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