The First Time

Hi,

Here's part 3.

On Monday I was scared to death that he would try something while we were in school.

Because after everything that happend on Saturday we talked for about another hour via Whatsapp and literally talked about it all, what we wanted, what we felt and how we were gonna make it work. This conversation is way to long to put in here but believe me it was eye opening, really honest and reaffirming. But back to Monday thank god he didn't do anything. The rest of the week went by normally, I was busy with my sister her wedding so didn't have much time. On Friday I got home, my dad was laying in bed sick and he was in emo mood because he was listening to "Wish You Were Here". I got an idea and recorded a bit from the song and texted it to Him. Because Pink Floyd is his favorite band. That was the catalyst of me being a owl between him and my dad about music. Apparently they have the same music tastes. Who Knew? At one point my dad dissed him, because he had all the albums of The Alan Parsons. Then out of the blue dad said that he could have them if he came over with an usb stick. Low and behold after Diner he came over. Funny thing I told him that weekend that he wasn't allowed in my house by my mom. Mom wasn't home so he was lucky.

Well back to the story. He came inside and I gave him a small tour downstairs. Then he introduced himself to my dad. He was looking very dapper because for some reason he was wearing the blouse again but this time with a cardigan over it(note: no cap). When he and my dad started talking I zoned out. The talked about all kind of random music and stuff. At one point I thought he would get in bed with my dad. So funny. After half an hour my dad finally started transferring the music. So I gave him a tour of the rest of the house while it was transferring. I am still debating if I should show him my room but I did it(Boy did I regret that #JK). He first tripped over my closet size and how much stuff I have. Then he entered my room en literally looked through everything, opened every drawer and looked in every box. He even found THE box I got for my 18th birthday. He took everything out of the box and examined it. He wasn't impressed with it contents. Then he sat on my bed en started complaining it was to hard. At this point I was pretty fed up with him. So I decided it was safer for me on the ground in front of my bed than on it with him. We watched American Dad. All of a sudden he scooped my hair away and started his usual torture on my neck. I stood up and walked to the other side of the bed and said "Hell no we're not going there". "Ow Hell we will go there"was his response. "You'll have to catch me first, Sir" He walked up to me but I ran across the bed. He couldn't follow because he was still wearing his shoes. This round of "catch me if you can" went on for a bit until he said "Screw it I'm taking of my shoes" After that I didn't stand a chance. He got me, threw me on my bed and sat on top of me while restraining my arms. I could go anywhere he won. But getting me wasn't enough for him. He wanted to play and I knew it. His hand found my neck and he started his torture. He put his hand around my neck, right where my collarbone was and restrained me. Almost painful but I didn't want him to stop. He lowered his body on top of mine. His hands went in my hair. Then he slowly thrusted up against me. Holy Shit that felt good. He repeated it. I knew at that point I was way to far gone. He picked up in a slow maddening pace. I tried to take it as best as I could. First the zipper, then the warm hard flesh and then the distance. Everytime his zipper pressed against me I was on the edge of pleasure and pain. Which made me even more bothered. He pressed kisses over my collarbone. Slowly going down to the top of my breast and back up to my face. I wasn't capable of talking anymore. He kissed my nose. Al the while keeping up his slowly torturing thrusts. Then I heard his breath speed up as fast as mine. Hahahah he couldn't keep up his pokerface. He ask "Can you look at me?" "No" "Why not?" in the most innocent voice ever. "You know damn well why not"


That's all I can type for now qq

Lots of Love,
Xoxo
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