Prologue – Age 15
So, here is the thing, I’m fifteen, and I know what I’m
doing. Well I think I do anyway. I have watched how it is done, a million and
one times, studying the most effective way of getting us both through this,
with an end result that pleases us both.
Josie is perfect, everything I could need and want in this
stupid world, she is kind, considerate, beautiful and Jesus does she drive my
cock mad. We have tried everything, but there is just this one thing hanging
over us all of the time.
Sex. Yes, I said it, we have not had sex and we are both
suffering the Goddamn consequences of it. I have a constant, raging boner,
every fucking minute, of every fucking day, interfering and fucking with my
work, my dad is on my case all the time about why my aim is lacking and Josie,
well she has to put up with me hassling her about letting me inside her.
She is a virgin as well, being only sixteen.
We have known each other forever and a day, friends since
children. We have grown considerably close as we hit teenage years and well,
now, we are in love, I know, I’m soppy as shit, but I love the girl with
everything I am. In this entire world, through all the fucked up, cruel things
that have been thrown my way, she has been there, healing me and keeping me
strong.
I have had the pleasure of feeling her juicy pussy with my
fingers and tongue, driving her insane, but now it is time, both of us are
ready and rearing to go.
I have made this perfect, knowing that it is the way it
should be done. I have set up the outhouse in the many acres behind my house,
lighting candles, spreading rose petals, having a nice dinner made for the both
of us. Setting a comfortable bed area on the floor where I will join with her
for the first time.
I'm sitting here, on one of the seats, fiddling constantly
with my thumbs as I wait for her. My dark jeans and pressed shirt lay tight
against my toned body, my groin already tightening on me as I think about her,
what she will look like, what she will do, how we will be, if she’ll enjoy it.
A small tap sounds at the wooden door, my heart rate speeds
up dangerously as I draw a staggered breath through my lips.
I manage to pull myself to my feet, walking across the
romantically lit room, to the door. I draw another breath in, smoothing myself
down, before turning the handle and opening it.
“Baby.” I say breathlessly, as I take in her outstanding
form. She is beyond words, beyond anything I can even imagine. Her long brown
hair lay atop her breasts, trailing to her shapely waist. A beautiful summer
dress, coming mid thigh, flows in the August breeze flitting through the
outhouse. Her eyes, a piercing blue, twinkle at me beautifully. “You look
incredible, Angel.” That is what I call her, and in my eyes, there is not a
woman on this earth who I could even compare to her, no body I will ever call
that word again. In my eyes, she is me, in its entirety, where I begin, what I
consist of and where I end. One day, I know with everything I am, she will be
my wife, the mother of my children and my soul.
“Leighton.” She speaks quietly, her soft voice singing the
words like an Angel.
“Close your eyes.” I tell her, watching as her lids fuse
together. I wave my hand in front to test her vision, with no reaction from
her.
I take her soft hand, the tiny thing drowning in my own. I
pull her towards me, and then manoeuvre myself behind her, using my hands to
cover her eyes.
I press my lips to her neck, her body relaxing back into me.
Her head falls back onto my hard shoulder as I caress the sensitive skin by her
ear. “Josie, you are my world. You are whom I start with, everything I consist
of, everything I want to end with. There will never be a day that passes me
that I will not think of you, be with you or love you. I want you completely
and entirely, mine forever. I want you to be my wife, to mother our children,
to be by my side when I take my last breath. I love you,
So, here is the thing, I’m fifteen, and I know what I’m
doing. Well I think I do anyway. I have watched how it is done, a million and
one times, studying the most effective way of getting us both through this,
with an end result that pleases us both.
Josie is perfect, everything I could need and want in this
stupid world, she is kind, considerate, beautiful and Jesus does she drive my
cock mad. We have tried everything, but there is just this one thing hanging
over us all of the time.
Sex. Yes, I said it, we have not had sex and we are both
suffering the Goddamn consequences of it. I have a constant, raging boner,
every fucking minute, of every fucking day, interfering and fucking with my
work, my dad is on my case all the time about why my aim is lacking and Josie,
well she has to put up with me hassling her about letting me inside her.
She is a virgin as well, being only sixteen.
We have known each other forever and a day, friends since
children. We have grown considerably close as we hit teenage years and well,
now, we are in love, I know, I’m soppy as shit, but I love the girl with
everything I am. In this entire world, through all the fucked up, cruel things
that have been thrown my way, she has been there, healing me and keeping me
strong.
I have had the pleasure of feeling her juicy pussy with my
fingers and tongue, driving her insane, but now it is time, both of us are
ready and rearing to go.
I have made this perfect, knowing that it is the way it
should be done. I have set up the outhouse in the many acres behind my house,
lighting candles, spreading rose petals, having a nice dinner made for the both
of us. Setting a comfortable bed area on the floor where I will join with her
for the first time.
I'm sitting here, on one of the seats, fiddling constantly
with my thumbs as I wait for her. My dark jeans and pressed shirt lay tight
against my toned body, my groin already tightening on me as I think about her,
what she will look like, what she will do, how we will be, if she’ll enjoy it.
A small tap sounds at the wooden door, my heart rate speeds
up dangerously as I draw a staggered breath through my lips.
I manage to pull myself to my feet, walking across the
romantically lit room, to the door. I draw another breath in, smoothing myself
down, before turning the handle and opening it.
“Baby.” I say breathlessly, as I take in her outstanding
form. She is beyond words, beyond anything I can even imagine. Her long brown
hair lay atop her breasts, trailing to her shapely waist. A beautiful summer
dress, coming mid thigh, flows in the August breeze flitting through the
outhouse. Her eyes, a piercing blue, twinkle at me beautifully. “You look
incredible, Angel.” That is what I call her, and in my eyes, there is not a
woman on this earth who I could even compare to her, no body I will ever call
that word again. In my eyes, she is me, in its entirety, where I begin, what I
consist of and where I end. One day, I know with everything I am, she will be
my wife, the mother of my children and my soul.
“Leighton.” She speaks quietly, her soft voice singing the
words like an Angel.
“Close your eyes.” I tell her, watching as her lids fuse
together. I wave my hand in front to test her vision, with no reaction from
her.
I take her soft hand, the tiny thing drowning in my own. I
pull her towards me, and then manoeuvre myself behind her, using my hands to
cover her eyes.
I press my lips to her neck, her body relaxing back into me.
Her head falls back onto my hard shoulder as I caress the sensitive skin by her
ear. “Josie, you are my world. You are whom I start with, everything I consist
of, everything I want to end with. There will never be a day that passes me
that I will not think of you, be with you or love you. I want you completely
and entirely, mine forever. I want you to be my wife, to mother our children,
to be by my side when I take my last breath. I love you,
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