A Stormi Night - chapter 1 - Sex Stories

A Stormi Night - chapter 1

... family member, Uncle Pete. You’re always so good to me, even when I mess up.” I stared as she unwrapped one end of the candy cane and gave it a few licks. “When you caught me smoking with my friends when I was twelve, you didn’t spank me or tell my parents. You just said you were disappointed and made me promise I’d never smoke again. You’re very important to me. Knowing you were disappointed made me cry half the night. I meant my promise, but a few years later other friends peer pressured me and… and it’s really hard to quit.” I noticed her starting to blush in embarrassment and regret. “Thanks for buying cigarettes for me.”

“Everybody makes mistakes. You know I’ll always be honest and kind to you. Just be honest with me too.” We drank a few more sips of cocoa, then I watched her purse her lips close together and blow out the last puff of smoke as a long thin stream.

She said, “My parents would never let me do anything fun when I was a kid, and they still don’t.”

“To them, you’re still their little girl. They’re trying to protect you. Why are you mad at them this time?”

We’d talked about her not wanting to go to college before, but the latter part of her answer was the last thing I expected. “They keep pushing me to go to college but I don’t want to. Mom sent college applications in my name and Columbia accepted me, both of the schools in town, too. Dad says if I don’t go to college I need to have a job by fall, or they’ll kick me out of the house!

I know I’m ...

... an adult and need to be responsible, but… but I don’t want to move across the country for school or be stuck at a boring job all the time! I want to be a wife. I want to raise kids and have a happy family! I’m a good cook and I don’t mind housekeeping. Why can’t I just be a wife and stay-at-home mom?”

I wondered in surprise, “You really want to depend on a man to support you, instead of doing whatever you want?”

Her cheeks started to redden and she lit another cigarette. She moved her right foot and set it on my left one. Occasionally she’d move her toes, until a couple of them rested between mine. “If I can ever find a good man I can trust. One like you, with a sense of adventure that’s still kind and shares things with me. Both my ex-boyfriends were major jerks. Tim dumped me for a girl with bigger boobs after only two weeks. Danny was great at the start, but he was an even bigger asshole! For our three-month anniversary… BAWHAHA!” She hugged me as she blubbered and cried a while.

I pulled the cig from her fingers and put it out as she kept crying. “What happened? Did he hurt you?”

“He… I gave him my virginity. Two weeks later, he gave me a necklace for our anniversary. I didn’t notice his phone was recording us making love that night. At school I caught him showing the video to his friends! My friends found out and said they didn’t want to hang out with a slut like me. Bwahaha!” I held her as she sobbed, wiping her tears on my robe and chest. We cuddled and I ...