


First Love

by devle



Category: Romance
Published: 2004-06-03
Updated: 2004-06-03
Packaged: 2017-05-11 00:19:54
Chapters: 1
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/first-love-15
Author URL:
https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=218176&page=submissions
Summary: Is this their future?
Erotica Tags: Deep Inside, Green Eyes, Hand, Love, Make Love, Sweet Cunt,
Taste Sweet, Wanted Forever
Average Rating: 4.5






        First Love


I remember you.  
  
That intensely passionate first love. I've never felt about anyone the way I
felt about you. You woke me up from the dead and called me to you in sibilant
tones that hinted at safety, love and permanence.  
  
I was 23 and I had never wanted a significant relationship before nor had I
ever fucked anyone before. The first time I saw you in my house I fell in love
with you. I wrote you a letter and I started our relationship.  
  
But you ended it.  
  
I wanted to be with you forever, to love you, please you, fuck you till the
day I died.  
  
My beautiful love with green eyes, the soul, the love that I prized you let it
all blow away, slip through your fingers like sand. When your family expressed
doubts about us you at first scoffed them but eventually you weakened and you
let me go.  
  
My first love, my first lover. You cast me aside like I was nothing.  
  
Everything ends. Nothing lasts forever.  
  
But just once I wanted to believe that I could have forever with you.  
  
It has been now seven years.  
  
Seven years of work, homes and new men. Men to hate and men to compare to you.  
  
You linger in the edges of my mind, you took a piece of my soul and you never
gave it back.  
  
So now my sweetness, my little love, I've found you after all these years, all
these years of torture, all these years alone.  
  
I've found you and I'm so close.  
  
If you can believe it I still look the same. Same height and weight, the same
long brown hair and brown eyes.  
  
You have a lovely home I remember when we talked about the house you wanted to
build and where you said I would live with you. This house could have been
mine.  
  
As I walk up the asphalt drive I see three small children shrieking in the
late afternoon sun chasing a brightly colored ball across the drive. I smile
indulgently at them feeling a pain in my heart. Those children could have been
my children.  
  
Secretly I hope you have changed maybe gained a lot of weight and turned
haggard so that when you open the door I can look at you and thank god that we
separated.  
  
Nervously I walk up to the carved front door pushing the doorbell with one
black polished nail. You answer the door and the gods have truly spit on me
because you look the same too, just more muscular and filled out, your green
eyes widen slightly as you look me up and down not saying a word.  
  
Oh yes, you remember me too. I bet the sweet taste of my cunt is even now
filling your mouth. You step aside without a word holding the door open and I
enter hearing the door close behind me.  
  
I look around for a moment taking in the intricate wood carving along the
walls, the windows that sparkle. I always knew you had real talent. I turn to
face you.  
  
We stare at each other for a long while greedily soaking up the vision of the
other. Have I haunted your dreams as you have haunted mine?  
  
Before I can say a word you come at me backing me up against a wall placing
your lips hotly on mine. Oh god, this is the kiss that I have desired for
seven years, this is what no one else could ever give me. I raise my knee up
to your hip and you slide your hand down the outside of my thigh to my ass
which you grab hard.  
  
I place my hands on either side of your face, looking into your eyes.  
  
"I love you. I'm so, so sorry I never should have left you. I never loved
anyone the way I love you."  
  
Your words stun me as much as your passionate kiss. I move my hands down your
cheeks and your neck to your hardened chest and stomach down further where I
wrap my hands on your big cock.  
  
"Do you remember me?" I whisper stroking your length up and down through your
jeans feeling you push yourself against me.  
  
"I could never forget you. The way you taste, that sweet, sweet cunt, the way
you moaned so softly when I touched you. I remember the way you loved me once,
probably more than I loved you at the time. I never forgot you and how you
were the best I ever had." He kissed me softly on the lips whispering against
my mouth. "You're the one that got away."  
  
"But I'm here now. Just one more time, one more time for old time's sake. Just
one little taste of you to take away with me."  
  
You kiss me again hotly and taking my hand you lead me up some stairs and into
what appears to be your bedroom, the place where you fuck your wife. You close
the door and I move to sit on the bed watching as you begin to strip for me, I
remember another time when you stripped for me, when I asked you to masturbate
in front of me and you did it, no hesitation. I loved the way you came in my
panties and how I held you close afterward until you fell asleep.  
  
When you're naked I can see that huge cock of yours and I think again how much
it both hurt and felt so good to have you deep inside me. I recall our first
time together how I came to you a virgin with a black ribbon about my neck
letting you untie it and then take me. You kept that ribbon when we were
together, I wonder if you have it now?  
  
You walk over to the bed and begin to pull my tank top off of me marveling
once again at my breasts, you always liked them, to suck on them and you bend
your head to do just that. I arch up wrapping one hand about your back and the
other around your neck stroking your hair and nape. You move to the other
breast and I feel the familiar sparks of pleasure run down my spine.  
  
You kiss down my stomach undoing my jeans, pulling them down my legs as you
whisper. "I want to taste that sweet cunt once again. I've been dying for one
taste, I've been dying for you."  
  
At the first hot lick I arch my hips up to your face moaning, you are all I
ever wanted, this was all I ever wanted. You don't stop, you were always
insatiable when it came to licking my pussy. You find my clit and work it
until I cum and you swallow every bit working your tongue in my cunt.  
  
You slither up my body and I kiss your cum-flavored lips, our tongues
tangling. I can't wait to have you deep inside reaching down I take your
throbbing cock and place it against my dripping cunt.  
  
"Please." I whisper.  
  
And you push in gasping at the feel of me once again beneath you. Oh, you feel
the same, the same feeling of heaviness, the same pleasureable pain of having
you be one with me. When you move I thrust my hips to yours hearing you cry
out in agonized pleasure.  
  
You're throwing it all away just for this one taste of me after all these
years.  
  
I gave you everything when we were young and you took it all.  
  
You gave me everything and I always asked for more.  
  
Sliding my hands to your churning hips I kiss your mouth our tongues entwined
as I flip you over riding you as you always loved bringing your hands to my
breasts.  
  
What I love the most, besides your lovely scarred hands, are your eyes. Your
luscious green eyes and the look that you give me when we make love with your
lids half closed, you look at me so intensely as if you hated me.  
  
There was no love without hate for us. I hated you for not being a part of me
and you hated me because you couldn't live inside me.  
  
This was what I had wanted, what I will always dream of when this is over.
That hard, thick cock in my tight cunt, you loving me, being one with me. I
feel the hot burst of cum inside me and I hold you close to me as I lay on
your chest lacing your face with kisses. "You're so fucking hot." I whisper
just as I always did.  
  
"Pretty, pretty princess, the only one I love."  
  
"I love you, Geary. Just you, forever."  
  
I feel a warm hand caress my back and I open my eyes to darkness. I turn into
your warm arms and I see you in the dim light from the blinds. We're in your
room and I'm 23. I had fallen asleep next to you in your bed and I dreamt this
dream that I remember clearly.  
  
"What's wrong, pretty?" You whisper pulling me closer.  
  
I rise up then over you taking your hands in mine as I straddle your hips
feeling your fingers slip between mine.  
  
My first love, my only love.  
  
All I ever wanted was a first love that lasted forever.  
  
Will it really all fall apart? Will you really cast me aside and be just how I
know you to be? You are the only one I have ever wanted to try for and I can't
help loving you, you make me love you.  
  
Pretty kaleidoscope, if it all goes to shit. I don't think I'd ever want to
see you again.  
  
"I love you, Geary. You are the only thing that makes me happy."  
  
"I love you too. Happiness is you."




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