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Daphne's Crush Pt.1

Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.4, Source: sexstories.com

"Ouch!" I laughed. "I deserved that!" We both took a last sip of our coffees. "Do you really want me to come with you?" Daphne asked after we were done. "If you wouldn't mind," I said seriously. "Okay," she finally said in agreement. "But you'll owe me a big favor." "Deal!" I said happily. "Let's go." We stood and made our way to the door of the diner. Daphne was in front of me and try as I might, I couldn't stop looking at her ass. It was just a little bit larger than what was considered normal these days, but I thought it was perfect. I could feel myself stirring. 'Pervert!' I thought to myself. It didn't stop me from looking. Nor did all the other names I called myself as we left the diner. "You're staring again," Daphne said as she turned to face me with a raised eyebrow. "How did you know?" I asked. "I can feel your eyes on me," she smirked. "I don't really mind, but don't you think you ought to stop before we join your family?" 'Shit!' I snapped to myself. Now Daphne was flirting with me. I kept trying to remind myself that the cute twelve-year old girl I remembered and this young woman in front of me were the same girl. It didn't help. The fact that she was a virgin made it even worse. "Sorry, I guess I'm still a little drunk," I offered lamely. Thankfully, Daphne left it at that. "So, what are your family gatherings like?" she asked. I sighed. It would be better if I warned her. "Actually, a lot like yours," I replied, and then paused for effect before adding, "And ... then again, absolutely nothing like them." "What's that supposed to mean?" Daphne frowned. "Well, like in your family there is pretty much no subject that won't be broached at one of my family's gatherings. We talk about politics and religion, sometimes in the same sentence." "I'm used to it," Daphne shrugged. "Not like this," I sighed as I remembered one of Daphne's family parties I went to while dating Bette. The conversation there were in controlled, calm voices with people giving each other the floor almost formally. "I don't understand." "Well," I said, gathering my thoughts, "Take what you're used to and make it larger, much louder and add an earthy quality to it." "Earthy?" she asked. "That's just a nice way of saying that everyone says what they think and could care less who they offend," I explained. "Oh dear!" Daphne said. "Now you're starting to understand," I nodded. "They'll be no sight of a meditation pool like I remember from one of the parties Bette dragged me to. Basically, it's considered a success if there is only one fist fight and no broken bones." "And you asked me to come with you?" "Oh, I'm exaggerating," I smiled. "There hasn't been a fight in a couple of years." "Thanks! I feel much better!" Daphne said sarcastically. I couldn't help it. I laughed. "Don't worry too much," I continued. "It will be loud and most of my family likes to win arguments whether they're right or not. Some of them make it particularly enjoyable by thinking that the loudest voice ...