1. Zoe, my first girl.


    Date: 7/31/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Male / Female Teens, Author: matmemate, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    Everyday during my final year at high school when I walked home I would stop, sit and talk to Zoe, an attractive part Greek girl about my age from a near-by catholic girls school. We met one day while taking a short cut from our respective schools to our homes, through a local horse paddock that was covered with fallen trees, long cutting grass, blackberry brambles, deep puddles and surrounded by barbed wire. Most people gave it a wide berth and preferred to walk around, but to us it became a peaceful meeting place in the middle of the hustle and bustle of suburbia. The resident horse was Tyson, a huge angry chestnut that would make to quite clear to any intruders that this was his domain and his alone. Many people had fallen foul of him in the past and been severely bitten, but he seemed for what ever reason to have allowed us both to share his home. Zoe and I would sit and chat for ages, about our inner thoughts and deepest fears. She was my best friend. I would sit and wait for her or she for me, but never a day would pass that we didn’t spend the after school hours in each others company. She knew that at 18 years old and gay I had never had sex with a woman and so didn’t look her in a sexual way, and that’s what she said she liked most about me. To her I was non-threatening and to me she was just a good friend that I could share my feelings with. Yes, she was very beautiful with long, long ebony black hair, smooth light brown olive Mediterranean skin and the most amazing ...
    Hazelnut green eyes, but still I never saw anything more than just a friend in her. One day she didn’t show and I presumed that she had been taken ill. It wasn’t until a week later that I finally saw her again, sitting on our favourite fallen log under the willow tree feeding Tyson some grass. I was so glad when I saw her, I really had missed her, but as I neared it was obvious that something was very wrong. Her eyes, red from crying kept avoiding mine so I just sat put my arm around her and gave her a hug. “What ever it is it can’t be that bad”, I said quietly. Without looking up at me and still quietly sobbing she finally broke her silence. “My uncle raped me” “What, when, are you ok?” I was confused, I knew her uncle. He was only a few years older than my oldest brother, about 28. “Last week when I was staying at my cousins he came into my room when I was asleep. I woke up when I felt someone pull down my panties. I didn’t know what to do I was so frightened as he pushed his fingers into me. I froze and just pretended to be asleep hoping it would be over soon”, she said between muffled sobs. I was shocked, I didn’t know what to say, so I just squeezed her tighter and kissed her gently on the temple. “I’m so sorry”, I said “The worst part was”, she sniffed, “was that I enjoyed it. The feeling of his fingers inside me, his thumb rubbing my clit and sliding between my lips, it felt so wonderful that after he dressed me and left the room I masturbated until I orgasmed”. I was ...
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