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Dancing
Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster
What had made that one girl so special, I'd asked him. What did he like about her, how had she made him feel? Was it a word, or a touch? I wanted to know everything because I wanted to understand why he did it with her of all people. And I closed my eyes, like I said, maybe wondering what it might have been like to be Nancy for those ten or fifteen minutes, because Steve had been honest. It hadn't lasted very long, he'd blushed. Just a few strokes, and it was over and that had made me giggle. I'd always imagined that sex took like hours and hours. But he swore to me it didn't and he'd been scared, which surprised me. Not only that he'd admit it, but that it was even true. Steve wasn't ever scared, but he had been that first time with his girlfriend. Steve told me that when I did it with a boy, when I made love for the first time, I'd understand. I'd smiled at that, thinking he was probably right, and then I'd promised to tell him about it. Wherever it happened, whenever it happened, I'd tell him right after. Even on my honeymoon, I swore, making both of us laugh. I'd call him in the middle of the night if I had to, just because I loved him that much. He'd shared his first time with me, so I'd do the same. And now I was leaving in the morning, and the sun was going down, and I was already missing him. "Going to see Chuck tonight?" Steve asked me, referring to my boyfriend. "Nope." I smacked my lips softly. "Why not?" Steve sat back on the steps, ... leaning on his arms and I took the opportunity to lean all the way over, putting my head in his lap. "I already said goodbye." I rubbed his thigh, just above his right knee. "Last night. He wanted to do it." "He did?" Stave snorted. "Yeah." I giggled. "That's what I said. I like him, but it isn't love." "Love just hurts anyway." Steve shifted a little, balancing on his left arm so he could pull a strand of black hair from my face. "You're gonna meet another girl." I smiled up at him. "Nancy isn't the end of the world." "I wasn't thinking of..." "There you two are." My mom stuck her head out the back door. "I've been calling you for five minutes." "Sorry mom..." Steve and I said in unison, having had 18 years to perfect it. Then we laughed as mom rolled her eyes and went back in the house. "Five whole minutes...Gee whiz." Steve smiled at me. I sighed, sitting up again. "I was just getting comfy too." It was kind of a somber dinner that night, I remember distinctly because usually they weren't. But this was my last one for awhile, the last time we'd all be together, and so it was a little too serious for my tastes. My b*****r and I could fix that though. "Have you been thinking about a major?" My dad asked me. "Nope." I smiled at him. "She's gonna major in boys." Steve grinned and I kicked him under the table. "Ouch!" "Hmph." My dad ...