Virginia is for lovers? part 2

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She called me and told me she’d be by at 7am the following morning. They were told they were getting their passes early. I didn’t want to get my hopes up considering the people in charge seemed to be on major power trips and enjoyed being assholes.

I didn’t sleep well that night. I went to bed early and was awake again a few hours later. I remembered the time change, so I knew it was going to be an even longer night. I woke up at 7:07am, not knowing if the time on my cell was right. I powered it off and on and I made a quick call to see if the time would change on the display. I got up and potty’d. I was only in my bed for 5 minutes before I heard a knock at my door.

I peeped through the peep hole and saw my Baby. My first thought was that she was seeing me first thing in the morning, before I had the opportunity to wipe the sleep from my eyes. I should have tried to beautify myself when I first woke up, but my eyes didn’t even glance at the mirror. And now, here I was in front of my Baby with my hair flat and lopsided with white crust in the corner of my eyes. Then I looked down…

I had on a really thin, fitted v necked white tee. Thin, like a beater, but thinner. And pair of girls boxer briefs. Not bad. I was hoping this would make up for the eye crust.

I let her in. She wrapped her long arms around me in the warmest hug. I walked back to the bed and pretended not to feel her eyes watching me. I climbed back under the covers and she got in next to me. Fully clothed.

Her body was freezing. I rubbed my hands along her arms in an attempt to share my body heat. I told her she’d get warmer quicker if she’d get out of her clothes. After a few minutes, the clothes disappeared and we laid curled up together, with one of her long legs thrown over me. I handed her the remote knowing she hadn’t seen tv in forever. It ended up on some movie station.

She diverted my attention away from the tv with her roaming hands. It felt good, but I was nervous. I’m not usually nervous when it comes down to the physical stuff.

I remembered that I felt stinky. I got up and took a shower. When I returned, the tv was blasting ESPN. The Baby didn’t miss a beat. She was on me again.

This is my first time, since my very first sexual experience, that I was having my initial sexual experience with someone after I was already in love with them. To say that it was satisfying, would be an understatement. I underestimated her. Even with her being admittedly inexperienced, she was able to do exactly what I needed without me having to tell her.

After a couple of hours, it was her turn in the shower. I had left a few tampons out hoping she would take a hint. She came out of the shower completely naked. I was on the phone and had to pause. I lost my train of thought. A big grin covered her face when she saw my reaction. I immediately started giggling and had to end my phone call.

She ended up putting on underwear and the biggest pad I have ever seen. We continued to mess around with me getting frustrated with the pad. Every time she moved, I could her it rustling, like a plastic bag between her legs. She kept looking and checking to see if she was doing anything. Then she told me she had a tampon and a pad on. Why didn’t she tell me sooner? I yanked the offensive-giant-pad-holding panties off.

I don’t think that my performance was the best. I had to swallow my pride to admit that. She was constantly moving which made it that much more difficult to get in my groove. Between her moving and flinging her legs all over, I’m not sure if I accomplished anything. She was doing so much moving, I couldn’t pinpoint an orgasm. I had to ask her, she said yes, I said no, she said “no?” Then she laid her haid down to take a nap. Yessss!

We pulled ourselves together and went to lunch. I really didn’t want to leave the room to be honest. I only had her until 4pm that day. Time went by fast. She packed up the few items she had brought with her and stole my tee. We shared a teary goodbye. Even though I was going to her graduation the next day, I wasn’t sure that I was going to get to spend any time with her.

I laid down on a pillow that soaked up her scent. It made me sad. I reflected on our hours together…I got a text from her: I really love you and I wanna be with you the rest of my life.

*to be continued*

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