I leaned over Elizabeth to kiss her again. She held my head and planted the kind of liplock on me that you never really forget. I moved on instinct, feeling her Legs on either side of me while I moved my torso into position. And we were still kissing when the fat head of my cock began pressing at the folds of her pussy Lips.

Elizabeth gasped and threw her head back against the pillow. Her eyes were open but unseeing, all her focus turned inwards to the sensations overwhelming her body. She looked like an angel, with her long, dark hair haloed around her head.

I leaned in and pressed down, fitting the head of my cock into her folds where came to her barrier. I smiled. "My first cherry," I told her.

“I'm very glad I'm your first," she answered. And then her eyes went down to look between our bodies. "I can't believe we're going to have sex."

My dick throbbed with desire to get even deeper.

“There's a lot more to it."

She gritted her teeth and kept staring down.

“Do it.”

I bucked my hips, breaking through in one powerful thrust and sending a sharp cry of pain from her. Her head was thrown back again as she squinted her eyes shut, and I saw a fresh tear bubbling in one corner.

But as quickly as she shrieked she stopped, and then her eyes were back down between our bodies

I lifted my torso to let her look, and all that was visible was my own crotch pressed tightly against hers. She was panting softly, and her shoulders were tight.

I leaned forward and gently kissed her forehead, which was beading just a bit with sweat. I wasn't experienced with this at all, and had no idea how long I should remain still. Elizabeth was extremely tight, but between my idleness and the deadened sensation through the condom, I wasn't in any danger of popping off just yet.

At last, her shoulders relaxed, and she let her head fall back to the pillow once again.

“Okay... I'm okay. Go ahead.”

Slowly, I withdrew until I had almost entirely exited her body. We both looked down and could see the red streaks of her virginity. But rather than disgust us, the sight produced a sense of happy fulfillment. And when I pushed my way back inside, Elizabeth just gasped at the pleasurable feelings shooting through her body.

"Oh, David. Fuck me..." she gasped quietly. "Fuck me..."

We stared right into each other's eyes the whole time. And when my climax came, Elizabeth actually started crying as she watched the emotions fluttering across my face and felt the power of our connection to each other.

Her Legs went up and circled my waist. I held my torso on my elbows above her. And her arms held my biceps while I pumped in and out of her body, spraying out my semen and filling the condom to its limits. And her eyes stayed locked into mine.

I had accepted this date out of friendship. I had enjoyed myself and developed romantic feelings. And I had agreed to take Elizabeth's virginity out of a desire to see her happy. Beginning to fall in love was just a bonus.

Her words had said ‘fuck me', but I knew we were making love.

Vanessa had been ‘fucking’. Monica had been ‘fucking’. Only Ellie before had truly been ‘making love’. But now I had found love again. I hadn't been looking for it, and in fact had resigned myself to perhaps never again find it. But in Elizabeth's warm body and pure heart, I realized that my Life would go on.

PRE-COLLEGE (September 1999)

“Damn. You are just obsessed with my tits, aren't you?"

“Would you rather I wasn't?" I grunted and kept thrusting.

It's amazing what a person can do when properly motivated. In High