Part 1: Her 18th Birthday - Sex Stories

Part 1: Her 18th Birthday

... a moment, and then pushes me away. "NOOOOO!"

"WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!"

"I WANT, but I can't", he howls. "What's the matter, why can't you?" "At the farm where I was before, there was also a daughter. She liked me too. She said she was 19. But she was younger! I didn't know, I didn't know..." He actually starts crying. I hug him, caress him.

"My darling, my dear darling, you can't help it, there are so many young sluts these days." He's crying in my arms. Somehow I imagined it all quite differently. But let's see, I did assume some incident in his past, and apparently, I was right.

"Just take it easy, you're safe with me." I continue to stroke him, brushing through his blond hair. He calms down quickly. My knees are getting weak though, he smells so good, I didn't expect that. I thought I'd have to scrub him off in the shower first, which of course would have been kind of nice too." It was my birthday a few days ago, did you notice?"

"Yes, your mother brought me one of your cream cakes for dessert, it was so good. And she sent me greetings from you."

"And do you know how old I've become?"

"No, but I don't believe anything anymore anyway."

"I can understand that, you've been badly treated. But if you want, I can show you my passport. I turned 18."

"That's nice, I wish you all the best, young lady." He has quite stopped sobbing now, and looks me in the eye with sincere sympathy. God, he's cute, so close. I'm blown away.

"You really don't need to be ...

... afraid of me. And that I like you, I told You before."

"Yes, you were so sweet, but You were much younger than."

"That's right, but surely you've noticed that a lot has changed since then?"

"Yes, I see it."

"I hope so, it took two hours to make myself so beautiful."

"Why, you are always beautiful."

"Ok, no more flattery. I'm sorry you had trouble at that other farm. But it was all this little bitch's fault. You're a good person, I know that. And good people should be rewarded." I give him a big wet kiss.

"When I was in town the other day with my parents, we also passed the town hall. There, at the information desk, I was given an interesting booklet:

'Love and sex, what you should know'."

I get the little brochure and open it to my dog-ear. When I go back to him, I see him looking at my legs. That's how it should be, I smile at him, he grins back. With the red-painted nail of my right index finger, I mark the first word of the all-important sentence. "Now read for yourself the current legal situation in our country, and read it out loud."

He reads aloud: "Cons ... consensu ... sex with per... person... "I end the debacle, take his beautiful face in my hands again, and kiss him gently. Now something is clearly coming back." Honey, reading is probably not your greatest strength, but that doesn't matter. I'll read it for you, will you trust me?"

"Yes, yes, I do. You are so beautiful." "That doesn't mean you have to trust me yet, but still, thank ...