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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 53
How I Met My Wife.
When I was 17 and a senior in high school there was this sweet adorable freshman I had the hots for. She got on the bus just after I did in the morning and got off just before I did on the way home. She wasn't in any of my classes being three years behind me. So we didn't really have a lot in common or anything to talk about and most people would have thought her way too young for me or rather me way to old for her.
In mid October I noticed she had just gotten on to the bus and was standing just in front of where I was standing. I had the very bad habit of staring at her delicious ass every time I could get away with it. On this occasion I noticed a dark spot form on her pants right about at the crotch. I could barely make it out but being her pants were white I could see it and it was red. I took off my sweatshirt which was under my jacket and I leaned in and whispered into her ear that she had a stain on the back of her pants and I offered her my sweatshirt to wrap around to cover the spot. She reached behind her and touched the spot then looked at her finger and had a terrified look on her face. I told her my sister told me about such things and that she was safe and nobody would ever know if she wore my sweatshirt around her waist. She still looked a little afraid but took my sweatshirt and followed my suggestion. Then when we got to school I escorted her to the nurse's office (she wasn't sure where it was) and told her that they had what she needed there. My sister had told me that two years earlier when she was a senior. My sister had been my source of information for all things related to the female body as it had been her mission to make sure I was educated in such matters. The nurse thanked me and later that day at lunch the girl came up to me wearing brown pants now and handed me back my sweatshirt and thanked me. There was a slight spot of red on it. I never washed that sweat shirt again.
From then on she always sought me out on the bus and stood or sat next to me and when I had the last seat (which was often) I offered it to her. Any time someone tried to bully her she sought me out as her protector. I became a sort of mentor to her.
In November I was shopping with my mother when we bumped into her and her mother. She introduced me to her mother as the boy who came to her rescue. My mother had a surprised look as I never told her about the incident. The girl's mother told my mother that she had raised a true chivalrous gentleman. I was a bit embarrassed as I really don't like drawing attention to myself. Her mother invited us over for dinner and at dinner hinted that she wouldn't mind if I was dating her daughter. I looked over to the girl who had a hopeful look on her face and that did it for me. The girl of my dreams, my fantasy girl, wanted me and her mother gave her blessings and all it took was one simple kind act that took almost no effort on my part at all. Throughout the rest of the year we were pretty much joined at the hip. I took her to prom as my prom date. We went to every school event together. I ignored the teasing I got for dating a freshman. For Christmas I got her a pair of red flannel pajamas. Everyone thought they were just for Christmas since they were red but my new girlfriend said it was very thoughtful for me to give her something red to sleep in. I hadn't even thought about the color only that they were comfortable and warm sleep wear. It actually took a few minutes for it to register what she meant.
From then on, every Christmas I gave her something red to wear on Christmas as sort of a running gag.
So until February we never did anything beyond making out and some mild groping. Then one day we were out on a date and she had a look on her face like she was sad about something and I asked what was wrong and she told asked me if I really liked her and I said "of course I do why do yo think I'm dating you?"
It turns out she thought I didn't like her because I hadn't tried to have sex with her. I hadn't because she was only 14 and I was about to turn 18 and to me that would make me a monster. I told her that was how I felt but that I certainly wanted to very much as she was the sexiest and most beautiful girl in the universe. She blushed and smiled and then kissed me for a while. Then she told me that sometimes little girls wanted their favorite monster to do bad things to them. Well I tried really hard. I used every bit of self control I had. The next weekend I was over her house for dinner again and we stayed up late to watch a movie and her Mom suggested it was late and that I should stay the night. It was Friday and around ten at night. I didn't think it was that late and it was a short drive home but her Mom insisted. Then she blew me away by suggesting her daughter's bed was very comfortable to sleep in and that I should give it a try and that the sofa was very uncomfortable and she didn't want any stains on it. She did everything but guide my cock into her daughter's pussy herself.
So after she closed her daughter's bedroom door and went to her own room, I turned around to look into the hopeful face of my girlfriend and leaned in for a kiss. About a minute later we were both naked in bed under the covers entwined like we had been lovers for years. it was a couple of hours before we even got to anything oral or real foreplay and we didn't even fuck that night. I know but I just wanted her to like everything and I didn't want to scare her off she is so tiny and young. She was like a little sister I made out with. This was a big step and I was a little self conscious since I had never fucked before and no girl had seen me naked since I was 5 and that was my mother. When we came down for breakfast the next morning her mother assumed we had already fucked by then but that was the only thing we hadn't done. My girlfriend figured out now to give me my first ever blow job and she hadn't cum yet so I had spent a couple of hours licking her to her first and second ever orgasms.
Her mother made an excuse to take off and didn't come back until dinner time so we had the house to ourselves and we spent most of that time in the bedroom picking up where we left off. She began humping my fingers and I wiggled them around a bit but then added some lube but she got herself wet pretty quickly so we really didn't need that. Then she basically grabbed my cock and impaled her pussy on it climbing on top of me. We fucked like that and I held back with every ounce of self control I had until she had orgasm number three. She claimed it was her best one yet. I didn't want the sensation of her pussy squeezing my cock to end so I fucked her very very slowly until I just couldn't take it any more and went at it full rabbit mode like a jack hammer trying to drill a tunnel through her body. She fucked me back and just as I was about to cum she screamed her forth orgasm which sent me over the edge. I was spent before she stopped cumming. She collapsed on top of me and we breathed into each other's face for the next few minutes before turning on our sides and falling asleep.
We realized we had forgotten to close the door when we both woke up and looked up at the door at the same time to see her mom staring down at us with a big grin on her face.
"Dinner's ready!" is all she said before turning around and walking away. We got out of bed and ran naked down the hall into the bathroom to take a shower together to wash off the sex then dried each other and got dressed for dinner. There we found our mothers at the table chatting. We joined them as they went silent smirking at each other.
From that point on our respective mothers referred to me as her husband and her as my wife. Two weeks after she graduated we got married. I had just finished my third year of art school at the time. We are lucky she didn't get pregnant because it was summer of that first year together before her mom put her on birth control. If I didn't know better I think she was in a hurry for grandchildren. Anyways she got them soon enough.
That was over 30 years ago and now it's our turn to be grandparents. We have a son and two daughters. We raised our son to be as nice to girls as possible. While it doesn't hurt that he is good looking, he has more girls chasing him than a rock star. All because from an early age he has been trained to treat women right. His wife is two years older and while I never asked I'm pretty sure she took his virginity when he was in the 9th grade.
In mid October I noticed she had just gotten on to the bus and was standing just in front of where I was standing. I had the very bad habit of staring at her delicious ass every time I could get away with it. On this occasion I noticed a dark spot form on her pants right about at the crotch. I could barely make it out but being her pants were white I could see it and it was red. I took off my sweatshirt which was under my jacket and I leaned in and whispered into her ear that she had a stain on the back of her pants and I offered her my sweatshirt to wrap around to cover the spot. She reached behind her and touched the spot then looked at her finger and had a terrified look on her face. I told her my sister told me about such things and that she was safe and nobody would ever know if she wore my sweatshirt around her waist. She still looked a little afraid but took my sweatshirt and followed my suggestion. Then when we got to school I escorted her to the nurse's office (she wasn't sure where it was) and told her that they had what she needed there. My sister had told me that two years earlier when she was a senior. My sister had been my source of information for all things related to the female body as it had been her mission to make sure I was educated in such matters. The nurse thanked me and later that day at lunch the girl came up to me wearing brown pants now and handed me back my sweatshirt and thanked me. There was a slight spot of red on it. I never washed that sweat shirt again.
From then on she always sought me out on the bus and stood or sat next to me and when I had the last seat (which was often) I offered it to her. Any time someone tried to bully her she sought me out as her protector. I became a sort of mentor to her.
In November I was shopping with my mother when we bumped into her and her mother. She introduced me to her mother as the boy who came to her rescue. My mother had a surprised look as I never told her about the incident. The girl's mother told my mother that she had raised a true chivalrous gentleman. I was a bit embarrassed as I really don't like drawing attention to myself. Her mother invited us over for dinner and at dinner hinted that she wouldn't mind if I was dating her daughter. I looked over to the girl who had a hopeful look on her face and that did it for me. The girl of my dreams, my fantasy girl, wanted me and her mother gave her blessings and all it took was one simple kind act that took almost no effort on my part at all. Throughout the rest of the year we were pretty much joined at the hip. I took her to prom as my prom date. We went to every school event together. I ignored the teasing I got for dating a freshman. For Christmas I got her a pair of red flannel pajamas. Everyone thought they were just for Christmas since they were red but my new girlfriend said it was very thoughtful for me to give her something red to sleep in. I hadn't even thought about the color only that they were comfortable and warm sleep wear. It actually took a few minutes for it to register what she meant.
From then on, every Christmas I gave her something red to wear on Christmas as sort of a running gag.
So until February we never did anything beyond making out and some mild groping. Then one day we were out on a date and she had a look on her face like she was sad about something and I asked what was wrong and she told asked me if I really liked her and I said "of course I do why do yo think I'm dating you?"
It turns out she thought I didn't like her because I hadn't tried to have sex with her. I hadn't because she was only 14 and I was about to turn 18 and to me that would make me a monster. I told her that was how I felt but that I certainly wanted to very much as she was the sexiest and most beautiful girl in the universe. She blushed and smiled and then kissed me for a while. Then she told me that sometimes little girls wanted their favorite monster to do bad things to them. Well I tried really hard. I used every bit of self control I had. The next weekend I was over her house for dinner again and we stayed up late to watch a movie and her Mom suggested it was late and that I should stay the night. It was Friday and around ten at night. I didn't think it was that late and it was a short drive home but her Mom insisted. Then she blew me away by suggesting her daughter's bed was very comfortable to sleep in and that I should give it a try and that the sofa was very uncomfortable and she didn't want any stains on it. She did everything but guide my cock into her daughter's pussy herself.
So after she closed her daughter's bedroom door and went to her own room, I turned around to look into the hopeful face of my girlfriend and leaned in for a kiss. About a minute later we were both naked in bed under the covers entwined like we had been lovers for years. it was a couple of hours before we even got to anything oral or real foreplay and we didn't even fuck that night. I know but I just wanted her to like everything and I didn't want to scare her off she is so tiny and young. She was like a little sister I made out with. This was a big step and I was a little self conscious since I had never fucked before and no girl had seen me naked since I was 5 and that was my mother. When we came down for breakfast the next morning her mother assumed we had already fucked by then but that was the only thing we hadn't done. My girlfriend figured out now to give me my first ever blow job and she hadn't cum yet so I had spent a couple of hours licking her to her first and second ever orgasms.
Her mother made an excuse to take off and didn't come back until dinner time so we had the house to ourselves and we spent most of that time in the bedroom picking up where we left off. She began humping my fingers and I wiggled them around a bit but then added some lube but she got herself wet pretty quickly so we really didn't need that. Then she basically grabbed my cock and impaled her pussy on it climbing on top of me. We fucked like that and I held back with every ounce of self control I had until she had orgasm number three. She claimed it was her best one yet. I didn't want the sensation of her pussy squeezing my cock to end so I fucked her very very slowly until I just couldn't take it any more and went at it full rabbit mode like a jack hammer trying to drill a tunnel through her body. She fucked me back and just as I was about to cum she screamed her forth orgasm which sent me over the edge. I was spent before she stopped cumming. She collapsed on top of me and we breathed into each other's face for the next few minutes before turning on our sides and falling asleep.
We realized we had forgotten to close the door when we both woke up and looked up at the door at the same time to see her mom staring down at us with a big grin on her face.
"Dinner's ready!" is all she said before turning around and walking away. We got out of bed and ran naked down the hall into the bathroom to take a shower together to wash off the sex then dried each other and got dressed for dinner. There we found our mothers at the table chatting. We joined them as they went silent smirking at each other.
From that point on our respective mothers referred to me as her husband and her as my wife. Two weeks after she graduated we got married. I had just finished my third year of art school at the time. We are lucky she didn't get pregnant because it was summer of that first year together before her mom put her on birth control. If I didn't know better I think she was in a hurry for grandchildren. Anyways she got them soon enough.
That was over 30 years ago and now it's our turn to be grandparents. We have a son and two daughters. We raised our son to be as nice to girls as possible. While it doesn't hurt that he is good looking, he has more girls chasing him than a rock star. All because from an early age he has been trained to treat women right. His wife is two years older and while I never asked I'm pretty sure she took his virginity when he was in the 9th grade.
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