I still miss him. part 1

To save from a long sad story I'll try to get to the point. 30 year old Chinese man was with me for about two months. We cared about each other so much and he never moved onto me. I'm 18 and native american cree. I liked him so much. Maybe even more than that. And it wasn't until after two months of dates and constant talking and texting that we slept together.

We were nestled onto my couches pushed together to make a nest of sorts and trying to sleep. Of course being so close together and with how hot it was in my apartment we were both sweating and just pretending to sleep. I just laid my forehead against his arm innocently and we laid like that for who knows how long.

Eventually awkwardly shuffling and moving around he finally put his arm over me his hand holding onto my side and my legs resting over his. It felt so nice finally having his arms around me and I remember how happy I was.

His fingers kept moving against my side and I could feel against my leg how much hotter his thighs were then the rest of him. I could feel him pulsing softly and I started letting my legs start to push on his slowly pressure getting harder.

Finally after several moments his hand travelled up my side as our faces turned to each others resting against the others. We kissed quickly and gasped as the tension boiled over. Suddenly his hands were all over me and he was pulling off my shorts and pulling his off.

He was small but I didn't care because it was him and I wanted him. We made out and felt each other's skin over and over and he kept whispering that he had to be dreaming, that this couldn't really be happening.

And I was happy. I was so happy. It was my first time and I couldn't be more happy that it was with someone I trusted and cared about so much.

And that's when it went wrong. I'm not sure what went wrong. Maybe I was too nervous. Maybe I wasn't wet enough. Maybe I should have said something. He wasn't going in and he kept saying what's wrong with me I'm so sorry. It hurt whenever he tried then he would just fall out.

I felt so awful. And I knew he felt just as bad if not worse. So we gave up and settled down to sleep. What I did next I regret.

While he slept I played with his cock until he got hard. I don't know what I expected. I guess I was curious. But he woke up and once he figured out what I did he rolled me over me tried again. I should have said something. I wasn't ready, I was just playing. But when he did it it hurt so much. It took everything not to cry. And I was immediately afraid.

And suddenly he finished and I didn't notice. I was too busy trying to figure out what I was feeling. After that we fell asleep. I woke up happy early in the morning seeing the sunlight on his face.

The next day I realized that he had cum inside me. Being so wrapped up in pain and shock I hadn't even thought of it. He panicked over text and sent money so I could buy plan B.

I bought it and took it.

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