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Kids these days - repost.

Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Incest, Masturbation, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Females, Young, Author: Kit-Kat, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

go was just a peck on the cheek and we would giggle till we turn red with embarrassment. Most guys in the orphanage would encourage me to take things further but I just couldn't - we just couldn't. Monique was a sweet girl, innocent and untainted. She could be compared to a white rose in a world full of crap and she corrupted me with the same virtue. I loved her and I knew she loved me equally. "Will you be my first?" She asked me. "What do you mean?" "I mean like my first." "First to do what?" "To taste my lips." "Do you want me to be your first?" "I want to be my first," she smiled at me, "and last." We were sitting on a bench on top of the roof of the orphanage building. It was a cool evening and the sky was cupped with grey clouds as the cool breeze blew and Monique scooted closer to me. "Cartie?" she called. "Yeah?" "Kiss me," she said with no comicality in her tone. "Monique, are you sure about this?" "I am. Look Cartie, maybe tomorrow I might not see you again very soon and maybe forever." "Monique." "I like you," she gave a gloomy sigh but I saw love in her eyes. "Monique," I called again. "Yeah?" "I like you too." "Really?" She smiled brightly. "Yeah," I answered. She closed her eyes and brought her face forward - she really did wanted us to do this. I tilted my head to the side and brought my face forward and our lips met. I never really knew a thing about kissing but I knew right then at that moment I was feeling love. We kissed like we studied it; not like mavens ... or amateurs, maybe somewhere in-between then she broke the kiss and sniggered as her cheeks starts turning rouge. "We kissed," she looked down at her toes, giggling. "Yeah, we did." I smiled. "Thanks," her head was still bent. "For what?" "For being my first," she finally raised her head and our eyes met. "You were my first too," I said. "It was sweet," she chortled. "It’s getting dark." "Yeah, we should go inside." She bent her head. The subsequent day that followed was a Saturday, we called it Espousal Day. It was usually an expected adoption day in St. Ann's. I had slept in late the previous night and over-slept the following morning. I woke up with a light headache as I heard thumping at my door "Carter! Carter!! Are you in there?" I heard Mrs. Ann’s voice muffle from behind my door. "Uh yes ma'am," I answered as I rolled off my bed. I checked the alarm clock beside the drawer -11:27am. "Some folks are here for you," Mrs. Ann said as she peered into my room. "What?!" I could tell that she saw the expression on my face. "You’re getting adopted. Now get dressed and look smart." She clicked the door close. That instant, I was flabbergasted. The feeling of falling off a cliff would have been nothing equated to what I felt - I was scared and dazzled. Sure all other kids would be happy to get adopted but damn straight I wasn't but rather the contradictory. I purposely spent 15 minutes in the shower, another 15 minutes to freshen-up and another 15 minutes pacing about in my room ...