rudolph-50321462 @rudolph-50321462
The day I turned 18 was like any other - except for the overwhelming excitement in my stomach. The anticipation of being able to finally have sex with him had been building up inside me for what felt like an eternity. I still remember his fingers tracing the lines of my body, as he guided me through every move I made. Every time we met, it was like a new world opened up before us - full of unexplored territories and forbidden pleasures.
When I finally felt him deep within me, all the years of waiting just melted away into the sound of his heavy breathing in my ear. We were so connected that I could feel every pulse beating through his veins - our bodies moving like a single machine working towards one goal: release. It was then I realized the true meaning of love - it's not just about sex, but about being there for each other when no one else is.
My German accent often gave me away as I tried to talk during those times. "Ja, ich bin so scharf auf dich," (Yes, I'm so hot on you) I would whisper into his ear - the words barely audible due to my heavy breathing. He loved hearing it and always made sure I knew he was feeling the same way by his responses. With every kiss we shared, I felt myself getting more and more attached to him.
Our bedroom became a playground where we'd test the limits of our desires. We were like two wild animals in heat - exploring each other's
