I was 12 at a religious retreat when I went through the loss of my virginity. The man held me tight from behind by my breasts and he penetrated from behind. After he was done he wrapped me his arms and held me and kissed my mouth until I let him just kiss me and I let him put his tongue in my mouth and I put my tongue in his mouth.

He ate me the next day and I sucked on him before we had intercourse missionary style. We had intercourse every day while I was at the retreat.

When I returned to school I met him either immediately after school or some times escaped for a quick fuck during school, but mostly I met him after school and we fucked in the Chemistry lab's storage room. I was cock crazy and I was very jealous, any attention that he paid to another girl made me get very upset.

I grew up to be a painter/sculptor and as a young adult I moved in with him and took my place in his house. I am 30 now, not as cock crazy, but still just as jealous. Of course no one knows about how I got together with him, they just know that I first knew him as a student. As an artist type I get a lot of license for being with an older man, and being such a jealous type. That I worship him is seen as having found my yang for my yin. I have had many comments from women about how lucky I am to have found the man in my life, especially older women who are in his age group.