Hello friends! First, happy 2012 to all of you here! I'll start with the fact that the story I want to publish now is from 4 years ago ... with All this was experienced by me and was written then (2008) ... I accidentally dug up yesterday and found a document in my computer with name: "my story" and a link that took me to it ... I read it and cried like a little child ... I remembered everything as if it were happening to me now ... and since then a lot of things have really changed .. and I decided that I wanted to share it with you friends again, as I had written it then, in its full original ... I don't want any reproaches or positive opinions ...
I just want to keep it alive ... Thank you! Here is my story: "I was 16 then ... An age when everything looks rosy ... beautiful ... and we're damn curious and naive ... I'm beautiful, I was also beautiful at 16, well-developed, with a nice bust, tight body ... I'm not complaining that men don't notice me ... I did a strange thing then ... Judge whether it's a mistake or not ...
The story began so: I come home from school one day ... dreamy and smiling ... I walk on the sidewalk and stop at a traffic light to wait for the green color ... At one point I hear a hellish shout and someone hits me with force from behind, in me ... I turned around and saw two men fighting. I cried out in fear, but it was a little late I think ... One ran away and the other was lying next to me, literally at my feet, all covered in blood! Trembling, I called a hospital (I won't mention names) and called an ambulance. I don't know what made me do it, but I knelt next to this man ... I took his hand and told him in a trembling voice: The ambulance is coming calmly! And he answered with much pain in his eyes: Thank you !! and shook my hand. The ambulance came ... they took him and the doctors asked me what happened, who I was and if I wanted to accompany him to the hospital. Without thinking much, I don't know AGAIN why ...
I got in the ambulance with him! He was holding my hand the whole time by the hospital! We entered the hospital, the doctors examined him and placed him in a room on the 7th floor, saying that he had minor abrasions, bruises and several wounds on his head. For the next 2 days he had to stay with them in the hospital ... After they left him in the room and left, I stayed alone with him and decided to leave ... I just opened the door with the words: Bye ... and he said: look wait ... I know you did well by calling the ambulance for me ... but please call my mother and tell her where I am because my phone was stolen ... There was no way I could refuse him ... I called his mother, she came to the hospital and I left ... All the time next to us, and all night thinking about him ... I don't know what made me think about him like that ... The next day at school, I shared the story with a friend ... she told me:
Go to him again! I thought a lot but said to myself: so what, I'll go see him how it is! I bought fruit and went to him ... When I entered the room he was alone ... He was sleeping. I sat next to him, felt very close to him, I don't know why, and stared into his face. These blood clots were gone ... the swellings had dropped a little ... I was overwhelmed and kept watching him sleep soundly ... At one point he opened his eyes and I stepped back, slightly frightened. He said in a very different voice from the day before: I'm not that scary darling ... am I? I just smiled and said nothing. I left him the fruits and left again ... I was disgusted that we didn't know each other, and I went to see him! He got up slowly from the bed and started to send me away ...
We met and he asked me what I had come for ... I pretended not to hear and I was silent ... Just before I got on the elevator, he told me: Can you give me your phone? Write it down for me on this sheet please! -and handed me a sheet of the pen.
I replied in astonishment: But why is it to you? And he: Well, I'm grateful for everything you do, I'll be happy to go out to a cafe or restaurant one day. I wrote down my number and got on the elevator ... The next day my phone rang ... It was him ... We agreed to go out to a restaurant ... There were no problems for me, my mother and father were also at dinner and I decided to go out too ... We met ... We even hugged when we saw each other ...
We went to a restaurant ... we ordered ... and we stared at each other ... I didn't even feel when our lips touched in a tender kiss ... It was great ... I was already in love ... I liked it ... After the restaurant, we decided to go to a park in the center of our city, which is very big and very well maintained ... We sat on a bench there and stared at the stars ... I was fine ... I had a strange feeling I don't even know how to do it he called ... I turned to him and started kissing him slowly and tenderly ...
He was doing the same ... It was so nice ... not long after I felt wet ... I wanted him! (Here is the moment to note that I was a virgin)! I had many moments, but there was no sex ... I always felt unprepared ... We kissed ... and at one point I sat on top of him ... I was ready for him! I knew it would be him! He looked at me and said: Darling, are you sure you want it? Don't you regret something later? Think, please. I replied: Yes ... I want you ... here ... I was wearing a mini skirt, he was stroking my thighs slowly ... he was driving me crazy ... I unbuttoned his jeans and felt through his boxers, his member ...
He kissed me on the neck, unbuttoned my shirt and started kissing my breasts ... I was flying with pleasure ... He ran his hand over my thigh, and I took it from him and put it between my legs ... He pulled my thongs slightly. aside ... and took off his boxers downstairs ... He told me to get up slightly ... I made him ... And he touched his cock in me ... Now was the time to tell him that I was a virgin .. I told him ... And he replied: I just want to make sure you want it ... I smiled and told him to continue ... He was guiding me ... He told me to sit on it a little and if I was in pain I would stop ...
I watched movies, I read in magazines that the first time there was pain and there was a lot of bleeding ... No, it wasn't like that with me ... They were hellishly aroused and the pain was minimal ... He penetrated me, I moaned slightly ... we did it very gently ... I had the feeling that he was my husband, and I never want to let him go! The evening ended wonderfully ... He sent me home, kissed me, and said: I love you!
I came back to us and I was in the 7th heaven ... I'm going to school ... I didn't fight with my parents anymore ... Our relationship was quite good, emotional, it lasted 2 years, ... until 1 month ago when something fatal happened ... We were inside, drinking coffee and watching movies when I decided to ask him if he had serious relationships until now and if he had ever loved before? (he was still 26) ..
He bowed his head slightly and said: I will tell you something bad ... Really bad ... I knew it would ruin me, I saw it in his eyes and in the tone of his voice ... He began: I hope it's not too late, but I can't hide it anymore ... I've been in a relationship with another woman for 6 years. .. !!! I really love you, I'm used to you, I only want you for me ... I interrupted him: STOP! I cried I didn't want to listen anymore, I said: How are you not ashamed to tell me in 2 years? Are you making a fool of me?
You think I'm small, I don't understand anything ... Do you know how much I love you and what it means to me? Do you know that I have had countless opportunities to be with other men, but I refused because I wanted you? You were my first real love! I wanted you! I want you now! But apparently the lies were a lot ... I don't know how I was such a fool and I didn't feel ... How did you cover everything? GO AWAY!
I do not want to see you! I don't want anything to do with you! I cried, cried loudly, and shouted ... He also cried and reached out to kiss me on the forehead ... I pushed him and said again: GET OUT! I do not want to see you again! I bent down and barked even harder ... I just heard the door close ... I cried all day and all night ... I changed my phone card, I even changed my phone, I didn't want anything to connect me to it ... !! 2 weeks ago an unknown number called me ...
It was him ... He was telling me how he missed me ... how he broke up with the other one and how he wanted me with him again ... I bent down and with tears in my eyes, I pressed the red receiver on my phone ... It was an interesting thing ... This happened exactly when I was at the same traffic light where I had seen him covered in blood before, and where it all started ... Now, 1 month after the separation, I wonder. .. "
1 sensualkooky answered
Your story is good, at least I like it. You will get a lot of reproaches here, even some will say that it is "fabricated". Do not be impressed by who will say what, but rejoice that you have experienced this feeling called "love and affection". Because few experience it, and most die without even knowing what it is to experience that feeling. In life we are hurt by the people we care about the most, and they mean a lot to us! The fact that one made you a fool, you are not guilty here, and you are not obliged to return it to the males after him! But if a second one makes you a fool, it's your fault. Life is a moment of eternity, today you are there, tomorrow you are gone, it is very interesting, as long as you know how to experience it, experienced love, although lost much better, than the unshared, or the one you have never met.