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He said nothing else as he stood and pulled up his jeans in the darkness behind me.
I wondered if Luke felt the same wave of shame in his post-orgasmic slump as I always did. My own orgasm was going to have to wait until later. Anyway, I was dealing with plenty of shame without it.
"Don't leave yet," he was instructing me, as he fastened his belt. "Wait at least ten minutes." Then he was gone. He needn't have worried. I would be in no condition to move, physically or emotionally, any time soon.
***
The next day at school, I had those three classes with Luke. I purposefully avoided making eye contact with him, but I felt like he was pretty much ignoring me anyway. I had always wondered ... how many of the rumors and stories he encouraged were true? But this time I wondered, how many girls at Glenview High School had come to school the day after giving Luke their virginity, ashamed or hopeful, and found themselves totally ignored by him?
And how many boys?
At any rate, my fears that everyone would look at me differently, be able to sense a change in me, were all unfounded. I felt like I was walking a little gingerly, but nothing that anyone noticed. No one was looking at me with a knowing grin and thinking, "Ah, he's not a virgin any more." Much less, "Ah, he's not a boy any more."
Life just went on, the way it does for everyone the day and the week after they have sex for the first time, no matter what gender they or their partner were.
I was still attracted to girls, and I was still too shy to risk asking anyone out. Eventually one of them asked me out. Karen Coleman asked me to the prom.
So, no, I didn't go to the prom with the right tackle from the offensive line. Although a pair of my ivory silk panties did end up hanging from his rear view mirror. But that is another story.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous6 months agoThe nature of the story aside, you are truly a gifted writer/storyteller. Your choice of words, analogies and metaphors are so astute and accurate; the colorful mental pictures engage much of the senses. Such a pleasure to read. I love reading eroticas, and this one was so well-written, but I do hope to come across your other works somewhere someday as well. Best of luck!
Anonymous7 months ago" that everyone would look at me differently" really appealed to me.I knew my arse felt different and I thought I was walking sideways.I thought everyone must know.
Anonymous7 months agoGreat story! I really liked the ending of the sissy just getting fucked and everything just going back to the way it was.
Not the " happy ending"
Probably one of the best stories I read on here in awhile.
Anonymous10 months agoSo good… usually I don’t read 3 pages ones, I just wanna get off but this kept me intrigued. I’d like to know about the silk panties? More stories?
