He was our neighbor, he was young single and made very good money for his age, was never really sure what it was, but it was something to do with computers back in the early 90's. Anyway my parents both worked, and my older brother and I would sometimes go to his house if we needed anything until our parents got home. This went on for a few years and not a single thing ever happened, then one day, as I hit puberty things changed. By this time my brother was beyond the age where he needed to be "watched" and eventually he went off to college.
So by this time I would often end up there on my own. Of course my hormones were starting to rage and I had a very strong crush on him, I guess part of him may have sensed this. It all started very innocently, he was a smooth operator and did not go too far too fast. ya know stupid girl crush stuff, he told me that he had feelings that he should not, and that I was a very special girl, and all that. He would take me on "dates" and buy me stuff, I would tell my rents that I was going out with friends and then walk down the street and then sneak back and go to his place. Finally he got me drunk, not super drunk, just a little tipsy, and then told me that we would be taking things to the next level. This is the first time I performed oral sex on him, It was gentle and not forced, until the "finish", at which he grabbed my head held it down and made me swallow it. He told me that is what people did when they loved each other.
This went on for a little while, and he no longer felt the need to ply me with alcohol, all it took was for him to return the favor to me and I was sold on the deal, I felt that his junk in my mouth was fair price to pay after I had my first orgasm. He would be down there doing his thing for me and sometimes his tongue would slip to my ass, and this would drive over the edge. He told me if I thought that felt good wait till I do this..., and that was the first time that he put it in my butt, It hurt, but again he was gentle and took his time and used plenty of lubricant.
After that he had me, he told me that if people found out the things that I did no one would think of me in the same way again, and that if I told even my closest friends rumors would start to spread and all the boys in school would never stop trying to get the same things from me. He told me my choice was limited, keep pleasing him, or tell on him to try and stop it, and it may stop form him, but my parents would think less of me and all the boys would think I was an easy mark.
So this went on for most of my high school years, it lasted until something he did made him a real lot of money and he would not have to work anymore, he told me that he was going to be moving Asia, He offered for me to go with him, I almost did, but I wanted to finish school and I had dreams of going to college, I still thought I loved him in some abusive Stockholm Syndrome type of way. In my older years I can now assume why he moved where he did, for all the underage girls he could have access to.
In all those years he never had sex with me vaginally, he had told me that my virginity was something that he would not take from me, he had said that if we were to get married he would have sex with me the normal way, but not until then, and if things did not go to that point that would be a gift I would still be able to bestow on someone of my choosing. In the end it was not so bad, he was not controlling, allowed to see friends and still go out and be a normal kid and all, just a few times a week I had to do what I had to do.
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17 Sep 2011 11:52PM
