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It's been years since. I am married now with two children who are growing up far too fast. My wife is beautiful, loving, supportive—everything I could have ever wanted in a partner to have at my side. She humbles me, often, with how much she loves me and the kids and all she does for our family. I, in turn, do my part to be the best husband and partner I can be. Yes, she even knows that my first time happened on an unexpected night years and years ago with a woman I know not whatever happened to her. And while I have everything I could have ever wanted, I do find myself wondering about Sasha and wherever life lead her...and thinking of the night she introduced me to something incredibly beautiful, powerful, intimate, and we created a memory that is filled with brilliant love, kindness, comfort, and safety.
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arrowglassalmost 7 years agoExtremely well done!
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoI like the continued theme of safety and exploration. Descriptions of the female body are authentic and that makes them feel real. Sasha is an iconic character.
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoI feel that even women can relate. Our stories would be different, but would convey the exact same anticipation and release that your story told. I was certainly brought back into some great memories and was aroused by your words, the images in my mind, and the memories they invoked! Keep submitting stories because your words create an awesome, complete fantasy!
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoI can't improve on your words. A brief synopsis of my first time:
I was a virgin in my 30s. Then a beautiful lady I had been fantasizing about declared her love. She brought me along at just the right pace -- over time, I went from kissing her to playing with her enormous breasts to cuddling with her in bed wearing only undies. Then one Friday evening, I emerged from the shower in her apartment to find a naked woman waiting for me in bed. She used contraception to ensure that my rock-hard, virgin cock would feel nothing but the sensual heat of her tight, slippery pussy. I was on top, I didn't last long, and I came to a pleasant climax, but I was too nervous to really relax and enjoy it. In the morning, we made love again. It felt even better -- my confidence was growing. We made love six times that weekend -- and for fourteen more years as husband and wife. She died too young -- but she's my guardian angel now.
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoOne of the best stories, ever. A lot of us have a Sasha in our lives, and sometimes we dream of meeting up with them again. I know I would!
