I asked to meet up with her, but she said she had to go with her mom somewhere so I would see her the next day. The next day I asked her what happene... and she said nothing. They just drove around catching a buzz and then he dropped her off. I could tell she wasnt telling me everything, but that was all I got out of her. It wasnt until several years later, when we had moved on to a relationship of sharing her, that she told me what actually happened. She said that they did indeed drive around. She looked into my eyes. They were filled wit lust. She smiled at me n askd, “wat r u lookin at Tanvi, huh? U naughty gal!!” I cud speak nothin. Thn I tried to b bold n in a few seconds I replied, “Wat u doin down thr? Thts wat I was lookin at ofcoarse.” she giggled n said “even u r doin the same.” I felt embarrassed n pulled my hand out. But she still continued for a couple of seconds. Thn looked at me again n gave me a kinky smile twinklin her one eye. Now she started comin closer. I was. We hugged, cried, and talked. Over the next few hours Mom came to understand me more, as I definitely came to understand her much more. Everything seemed to be falling into place.After a couple of months I began dating a few guys and finally found the guy that I wanted more than anything. He was actually my best friend. I never realized I loved him so much until one day he kissed me when we were talking about something non-important. I kissed back. We had sex right on the couch in our living. ’I guess everyone’s a bit fucked up, deep down.’ He positioned himself behind me before rolling his hips forwards, forcing his hips against the back of my own until my pelvis connected with the duvet and my entire body was flat against it and resting on my forearms, with him fully inside of me.He reached such unimaginable depths on each penetration that I thought I might scream. My legs quaked on each slow, hard thrust; lips pressed desperately into the pillow to keep me quiet.“Good?” he.