I didn’t want it to hurt and after a short pause I thought to myself, “Is she on birth control, I better ask,” and after I did, she was hesitant at first but then quickly said, “No, I’m not.”
I did have a condom in my wallet so I leaned forward kissing her and leaning over the edge of the bed, I grabbed my pants to get it. As I knelt in front of her, Taylor watched as I opened the package and placed it on the head of my cock. She continued to watch as I rolled it down, covering my cock. I could see she was watching in awe and as I finished, I again asked if she was doing okay. Smiling, Taylor leaned up to kiss me, and after she shifted a little trying to get more comfortable, she nodding and said, “Yea, I’m okay.”
I smiled at her and leaning forward we kissed again as I moved up and tried to slow push my cock in her. I tried wiggling the head of my cock in her slit as I slowly pushed into her but I could see she was uncomfortable as my cock pressed into her. I needed to do this so I pulled out slightly and asked, “Are you okay, do you wanted me to stop,” and when she didn’t answer right away, I figured that was it, but eventually Taylor said, “Just be careful, okay, go slow.”
I knew I had to be careful, I wanted to fuck her, I didn’t want her to stop me and as I started to push into her again, I told her to relax. She nodded but continued to push on me as I slowly tried to push my cock into her. “Oh yea,” I said to myself, I was in her now and as I started to fuck her, I could see she was holding her breath and grimacing a little now and then.
Taylor was so tight and as I started to move my cock in and out of her, I could still see she was in some pain, with her eyes closed. I kissed and told her to relax, and as Taylor stopped pushing on me, I felt she must be trying to relax, but could see she still had her eyes closed.
It felt so good and it wasn’t long before I was close to cumming; I didn’t want her to stop me now, and when I again said, “I’m going to cum,” and when she didn’t respond, I felt that either she didn’t hear me or maybe she didn’t know what I meant.
Kissing her on the neck and holding her tight, I tried to focus my thrusts as my cock went in and out of her, wanting to cum, needing to cum. I again said,”I’m going to cum,” she said, What!” and when I didn’t stop, Taylor again started pushing on me, trying to get me to stop.
I wanted to cum, I couldn’t stop, not now, and as she started to plead with silent tears she said, “Don’t, I’m only …,” but before she could finish, I pushed my cock deep into her, which made her stop in mid sentence and blurt out, “Ow!” as she pushed me to stop.
I kept my cock in her even though she continued to try to pull away and push me to get off her. Out of breath, I told her to stop and tried to hold her so she wouldn’t move.
My cock was jerking inside her as my cum spilled out, filling her pussy with warm sticky cum. It felt so good to have cum and when I slowly tried to move my cock in and out of her again and I happened to look at her, I realized she was upset. She had teared up as she continued to push me to get off her and so immediately I took my cock out of her and quickly rolled off her.
I asked if she was ok but could see she continued to be visibly upset as I knelt in front of her. Taylor leaned up, wanting to see and as she did, I too looked down. The condom was hanging off my semi hard cock, heavy with cum and as she watched, I pulled it off my cock and held it up. Cum now dripped for my cock and as Taylor continued to watch, I reached down and squeezed more cum out, letting it drip on her bed.
Taylor asked, “What’s that?”
I was shocked and as I held the condom full of cum, I told her it was my cum. Taylor continued to be upset; I didn’t know why, but thought that she must have felt that I had cum in her. I watched as she reached down fingering her pussy and as soon as she did, she realized how wet she was and looking at her fingers and seeing her own cum, she immediately looked at me. I could see Taylor was distraught and in a confused voice she said, “What’s this.”
I was shocked that she had to ask, and wondered to myself, “How old are you,” but after a pause I smiled at her and explained it was her cum not mine as I held up the condom again.
She was frantically trying to piece things together in her mind as to what happened and in an attempt to calm her I asked, “Are you okay.”
Taylor leaned forward and said, “I don’t want to get pregnant, I didn’t want you to cum in me.”
I was shaken, and looking at her said, “I didn’t, all my cum is in here,” showing her the condom again.
I quickly she got off the bed and hurried out into the hallway and into the bathroom.
“Oh my god,” I thought to myself, as I flushed the condom down the toilet and I went back to her bedroom, but she wasn’t there.
I sat there worried, until she eventually came back and sitting on the edge of the bed. I tried to tell her not to worry and said, “You don’t have to worry, okay.” Taylor seemed to be thinking about something but nodded her head in agreement. It was obvious that she was worrying about something and after a pause, she again got up and said she’d be right back. She again hurried out of the bedroom and into the bathroom out in the hallway.
I was really nervous as I sat there thinking about what had happened, eventually deciding I should probably get going and as I got up, and started to get dressed, Taylor came back. She had a towel wrapped around and as she came closer she said, “What’s wrong?”
I didn’t know what to say but as I continued to get dressed I told her that I should probably get going. Taylor now sat next to me and as I finished putting on my shirt, she leaned over kissing me on the cheek. When I didn’t respond right away she asked, “Are you mad?”
I wasn’t mad, I was scared and after a pause, I looked at her and said, “No, I’m sorry,” and continued by saying, “I don’t want you to worry.”
Taylor leaned into me, hugging me and said, “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”
I nodded my head and kissing her on the head, I got up and I told her that she should come over to my house sometime. Taylor smiled and as she nodded her head, she stood up and walked with me down the stairs. I quickly got my dog on the leash and headed toward the front door. Taylor opened the door, and as I stepped out, I turned, took Taylor’s hand and told her thanks for having me over. I turned and quickly looked around to see if anyone saw me leaving, and headed back to the park on my way home.
I continued to walk my dog around the park, hoping to run into her again but for a long time now, I haven’t seen her. I continue to worry about her, wondering just how old she really was, but really wanting to be with her again, to the point of obsession, but for now, I have my memories about being with her, and continue to hope that I will run into her again.