• Pushed To The Limit
    Goth_Flyleaf_99

    It started with a kiss. Fiery and passionate like his blood. I did not care that we were in the backseat of the bus for my mind went blank as he took the spot next to me. We connected instantly and were stupid and reckless. It was when we reached his stop…
    He had invited me to get off with him and chill for awhile. Me being a stupid teenager I got off with him. And that was how our story begins…

    It was the final day of 8th grade for me. I was only a selfless 13 year old. I was no virgin. I decided to get off the bus that evening with him. Some say it was the biggest mistake of my life but others including myself say it was a blessed miracle. He had just graduated high school. He was 17 years old at the time. He invited me into his grand mansion. It was the most beautiful home I’d ever seen in the thirteen years I had lived. He had briefly left the room and when he came back he was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. He was wearing no shirt and only had on a pair of khakis. He had the most perfect body I had ever seen on a guy. Absolutely flawless. The next thing I knew, he was embracing me and slowly working my tank top off. It seemed so unreal. I didn’t know what to say or do so I decided to let him continue. His lips brushed my stomach, which sent chills up my spine. He laughed gently at my silly reaction but I knew what was coming… He then picked me up and carried me upstairs to his bedroom. It was dimly lit with thousands of scarlet candles. He laid me down atop the bed and started to pull my skirt off. Unexpectedly he made no move. I sat up and shot him a questioning glare. He glanced at me apologetically and ran into the bathroom. About five minutes later he came out of the bathroom and just stared into my eyes. It was like liquid gold that was burning and fiery. He then whispered to me “I love you”, and kissed my nose. I felt a little lightheaded and dizzy. I had to remember to breathe, but how could I when I was in a thong and bustier on a seventeen year old man’s bed? It was so strange. I was used to only being around guys between 11 and 15. He caressed my face and I could feel my skin burn under his touch. He lay down next me and rolled me onto his chest. I was so embarrassed. I had never had a perfect body and this beautiful man wanted me for some alien reason. He whispered, “Do not fear my love, I would never hurt you”. At that moment he began untying the ribbons on my bustier. My body felt like a live wire and I shivered when his lips touched my breast. He tried to keep me covered under a blanket but it was overheating me. By now I was completely naked in his bed, as was he. I waited for him to attack me like all of the other guys did. But for once this was different and was so gentle. It actually felt like love. An emotion I had never felt around anyone except my younger brother. We majestically became one on the bed and it was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. For the first time in my life I actually had an adrenaline rush aka butterflies in the stomach. It just felt so right. We were interrupted by my cell and it was a call from my mother asking where I was. I lied to her and told her I was at one of my girlfriends’ houses. My mom told me to spend the night. So I went to him and said,” I have nowhere to stay tonight. May I stay here with you?” He said yes. We got dressed and he escorted me down the stairs and asked me if I was hungry. I told him I was so he made me a full course gourmet meal. It was such delicious food. When I was finished eating he requested that we did something other than make love. We ended up singing a duet together at the piano. He had a beautiful voice and was so very talented as a musician. He asked me out that night. Of course I accepted. We had already shown too much of ourselves to each other for me to decline. Besides with him being 17 and I being 13 Lord only knew what he could do to me if I declined. When we went to bed that night he threw a wad of black silk at me and told me to wear it. I did what I was told and was impressed by his clothing selection for a delicate flower like myself. I climbed into bed with him and within five minutes getting changed was pointless for we already had each other fully undressed in that short time period. The next thing I knew it was 3am and I had to pee so I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I never went. Sadly I took one of the razor blades out of a brand new razor. I slowly slid the blade across my arm and wrapped a towel around it. When I felt the bleeding had slowed enough to go back to bed I heard the alarm clock go off and footsteps beyond the door. He entered the bathroom to see me lying in a puddle of blood and picked me up and inspected my cut. He wrapped it up for me and then assisted me in the shower because of my arm. He made me something to eat and I barely touched it. He demanded to know why I felt this way. I just simply told him I was extremely nervous being with an older guy. He took me back upstairs and had me sit on the loveseat. From that moment all I felt was intense pleasure. When I went home I had missed my period so I took a pregnancy test and it came up positive. I went back to his house and showed him and he proposed to me right then and there. 9 months later he was 18 and I was 14 and I was in a hospital bed squeezing my internal organs out. We had a beautiful son. 3 years later I was 17 and he was 22 we got married. August 13th, 2009 is the official date even though we had several shotgun weddings before then. We are a happy couple to this day, September 12th, 2009. He Is 23 and I am 18. We have a beautiful three year old son.