1. Different Love (re-edit)


    Date: 5/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Drug, First Time, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Romance, Virginity, Written by women, Author: Lilith04, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    Hi, there. This is a re-edit version of a story I wrote back in 2011. It is a revised version with lots of added parts, I hope you like it. I posted it some days ago, but I decided to reactivate my original profile, so I'm posting it again. Sorry if you already read it. Hope you like it ;) Lilith04. ****** DIfferent Love It wasn't the way I expected it to be, but I don't regret it. Sometimes things happen for a reason, good things and bad things. Sometimes they just have to happen, both of them, so you can discover who you really are. Getting older is hard. At first you are obsessed with the first kiss, and then you're obsessed with the first time. But what happens when your friends, all of them the same age as you – just old enough to get a driver's license – have already had sex and talk insistently about blowjobs, styles, orgasms and stuff? At first you think "Damn it, I'm surrounded by whores!" But soon after that, you feel out of place. You have to be there, talking about experiences you had and, for that, you have to be experienced. So my next step was to find a guy to initiate me. To make me like the others and, for a girl like me, that was hard to obtain. Something in me, maybe something my parents did to me while I grew up, made me a different person. My dad a Major in the army and my mother a judge... My life had been ruled and watched until I got to high school, but when I finally got some freedom I was already too "damaged" to enjoy it. I couldn't stand boys of my ...
    own age. They looked so... Stupid... But it didn't stop me. I knew what I wanted. Soon, just as we entered vacations, I dated a boy named Paul. He was a tall, slim guy, with brown hair and had the most serious look I could find. He seemed really surprised with the clear chance he had with me, as if he wasn't expecting a chance like that to fall into his lap that way. Everybody used to tell me I was pretty, everybody. Short (5'2" 1/2), moody and a true brainiac, but pretty. What always made them think that I was supposed to be the first to share a bed with someone, thanks to the number of guys who already asked me out. But it wasn't that way. I was... weird. I couldn't even do the masturbate thing right, for Christ's sake! The description my friends gave of an orgasm simply didn't match with anything I'd ever experienced. One day I came to a friend crying, asking her if I was frigid or something. She said I wasn't frigid, I was just stupid. That's why I love my friends, you know... Anyway, we'd been together for a while, a week I guess, and I never hid where I wanted our relationship to go. Kissing and groping were more than common, and I let him do whatever he wanted, but it didn't help. He was too respectful and I was too polite. He always kept saying sweet things, caressing, taking care of me. And eventually I started to feel bored. Even the good feeling I had while he was touching me was disappearing. All my friends were asking how was it to have sex with Paul, he was one ...
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