She led me into a bedroom and guided me to a bed. Then she kissed me for real. She kissed me hard and long and deep and I returned it fully, though with some hesitation. Her hands flashed all over my body and finally settled on my shirt. She pulled it over my head and began kissing my neck and chest. Then her kisses dropped down to my stomach and I suddenly felt her hands unbuttoning my pants. I sighed in the darkness. This was going to be wonderful.

“I want you to know that you are worth loving, Greg. I’ve had this wild crush on you for over a year now. I’ve always wanted you, as long as I’ve known you. I’ve had offers from all kinds of guys, but I always turned them down because all I could think about was you and how you never laid a hand on me that night. And don’t think I haven’t been horny as a bitch in heat this whole time either. I’ve been dying for it, but I couldn’t imagine being with anyone but you. Now I finally get my chance.”

Wow. I was stunned. I wanted to reply, but couldn’t speak. Suddenly I felt like a fool for wasting all my love on a lying cheating slut just because she was considered the hottest chick in school, when all along this beautiful, sexy, thing was right there waiting for me.

Diana dropped to her knees and slid my pants down. She was silent, thinking to herself about something I guess, but the moment seemed long. I felt hot breath on the head of my cock.

“Just gimmie a moment, Greg. I haven’t done this since…”

“You don’t have to do anything, if you don’t want to. We can just lie in bed and-”

“No. I do want to. Definitely! I just- Well, it brings back memories, you know… bad ones.”

“I know exactly what you mean. The last person to do this to me was… well, you saw for yourself. You know what, let’s just lie in bed and-”

“No. I’m gonna do this for you. You’re not them. You’re you, and you deserve everything I can possibly give. I just gotta…”

Finally, after my heart had pounded in my chest about a hundred times, her tongue flicked out and slithered all over it, and then I was beautifully engulfed in the delirious pleasure of her warm slippery mouth.

I cried out loud and my knees went weak. She was gentle at first, cautious and hesitant, but then I felt her suction tighten around me and she moved more deliberately on it, like she had a purpose now. I felt her mouth sliding up and down, all around me in the darkness of the room and all my pain disappeared. Her tongue worked me over from inside the prison of oral pleasure and I began to feel dizzy. It had been so long since I’d had any sex at all. Weeks perhaps. Alicia and I had been on the rocks for quite a while before all this came out. We had not been intimate since perhaps Valentine’s Day.

It had been a long time and the lovely Diana soon had me near coming. It was too beautiful.

“Please, slow down a bit. I want this to last…”

She slowed to a luscious crawl. She wanted to give me pleasure. She had been dreaming about this for over a year, and now it was happening, for both of us.

“Ah, yeah! So beautiful!”

My legs felt all gooey and my head was spinning with a strange drunken giddiness. I ran my fingers through her hair, and finally just hung on to her head as it moved back and forth on me, dragging her mouth over the most sensitive parts of me. I saw her eyes watching me from the shadowy bedroom. I saw them shining in the night. There was a flash of lighting and we caught each other’s eyes as she sucked on my cock with all her eagerness.

Next she switched to licking me all over my cock and balls again while her hands stroked my shaft. Her fingertips tickled my scrotum and the tip of her tongue caressed my balls. The flicking of her tongue felt like hot rain on my privates. A stringy drool of pre-cum oozed out and dropped onto her nose and she quickly dove back onto my cock with the fullness of her oral love. I was almost finished now.

“I’m gonna come, sweetie. Ah god, that’s so nice. You’re gonna make me…”

She nodded eagerly and quickened her pace. The bright white wave overtook me and I churned out the first explosion into her beautifully bobbing mouth. She took it and kept right on going. More came and she received it as well. I gripped her head, pulling her to a stop, finding the pleasure too much to bear. I cried out, almost sobbing with ecstasy. She kept right on sucking with her mouth and tongue, coaxing the orgasm out of me with gorgeous enthusiasm. The frantic bobbing of her head had ceased and I found the spinning of my sexually intoxicated mind slowed a bit with it. The last spurt throbbed out of me and I just stood there panting quietly while she lovingly nursed me, swirling her mouth sweetly around it while she waited for me to release a gratified sigh of complete contentment. Then she gently pulled herself off of my cock and swallowed down my load with lady-like daintiness. I felt her cheek brush past my shaft as she nodded her head, struggling to gulp it all down. Then it was done. She finished me off with delicate little licks and kisses all over my hyper-ticklish manhood.

That’s when I noticed it was raining outside again.

I guess it doesn’t only rain when you’re sad after all.

I lifted Diana to her feet and gave her a big hug. I say a big hug because it was actually me holding her and crying. I don’t know why I was crying. I just felt so grateful. It was like she had just removed some massively crushing burden from me somehow. She just stood there hugging me back and kissing me softly on the cheek and the side of my neck.

“How was that? Did I do alright?”

“Wonderful!” I replied with deepest sincerity.

“It wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. I thought I’d be sick and repulsed and full of bitter memories, but feeling you touching me all over, hearing your voice, seeing your eyes above me just made all that go away. Just knowing that you deserve more than I can ever give you made it seem so right. Thank you so much, Greg.”

“You’re thanking me? That was like the most beautiful thing I’ve experienced in a long time, and you’re thanking me?”

Then I kissed her again, all over her face and neck, letting her know how wonderful and beautiful I thought she was without words. She moaned out loud, letting me ravish her like that, and I felt her shaking in my arms.

“Will you make love to me, Diana? I need to feel loved right now. I don’t wanna be alone.”

Once again she did not answer. She simply took me by the hand and laid me on the bed. I laid there watching her undress in the light from the window. Then she pulled my shirt and socks off and kissed me again.

“Finally,” she whispered, lying down next to me. “Finally…”

“Finally?”

“Finally… you’re here naked next to me.”

“Are you gonna be okay? I mean, doing this. I know you had some trouble in the past with… those guys…”

In response, she pulled me on top of herself and opened her legs beneath me. Then she kissed me, stroking my cock in one hand and guiding it into her heated crevice. She let go and thrust her hips against me and I slipped right in. Her heat engulfed me, and the cold rain outside the window seemed distant and irrelevant. She was warm and she wrapped herself around me, her arms, her legs, her lips around my tongue, her womanhood around my shaft. I entered her sweet squeezing and slid all the way to the bottom in one stroke, feeling her heat, her wetness welcoming me home. We both gasped together at the feel of it and we were enveloped in the gorgeous intimacy of the moment. I fell onto her, crushing her breasts between us and kissing her neck like a starving man.

Her body was wonderful. Everything was new—her moves, her tightness (she was tighter than Alicia by far, and it was gorgeous), the sweet cooing of her rapturously aroused voice. There was just a sweet tinge of pain to it too (“Um… ooh… oh god, Greg… ooh…”), like I was just about hurting her, but not quite. God, it was hot!

We moved together. I wanted to hide in her, to lose myself in the pleasure her body gave me. I think that’s what making love is really about. I figured it out that night. She let me find it in her. She was scared like a little girl, but she gave herself to me anyway. Alicia could fuck like a porn star, all screaming and thrashing around, but Diana’s almost virginal hesitancy was rocking my world in a way Alicia never could.

“Is that good? How does that feel? Do you like this?” she whispered periodically as she moved beneath me. Mostly though, she was quietly panting, trembling, letting out weepy little gasps and sighs.

“Everything is beautiful. Everything is magic. You’re wonderful.”

“I want you to come, baby,” she said. “You deserve more than I can give you. Love me all you want. I’ll always be here for you.”

She’d waited for me for an entire year, saying no to other guys while I pined away, giving all my love to an unworthy little slut. She’d waited patiently, silently restraining her love for me, and I’d never even noticed. She never gave up though. For some reason she’d found me worth waiting for, and now she was giving everything to me. That made me feel wonderful.

I was crying as I came. Can you believe that? My tears were dropping onto her cheeks as I filled her sweet little body with a copious abundance of gratitude for her. It poured out of me, a physical manifestation of my overflowing emotions. I’d never felt so peaceful, safe and secure with anyone in my life. Never. She cried out, feeling me throbbing and spewing inside her. She ground upward against me as I was finishing. I felt the internal fluttering of her muscles and it seemed to suck even more come out of me than I could give. Her voice was high and sweet in my ear as she squeaked and panted. She could not speak, but I think that what she was trying to say was that she loved me. I think that was it, because I felt the same way.

Lightning flashed in the sky outside.

“Diana…” I whispered, feeling the sensuous gyrations of her pelvis milking the last bits of pleasure. It was gooey and beautiful. It was deep and tight. It was wonderful. “Thank you so much.”

Thunder rumbled in the sky outside, and the rain pattered incessantly against the window.

“You’re very, very welcome, Greg.” She shivered beneath me as she spoke, in the post-orgasmic giddiness that made one’s body feel like they’ve had too much wine. She could not stop kissing me either. It was like she was grateful for the chance to even be with me. It felt so wonderful being in her arms, being inside her. Her legs slid up and down my ass and she sighed long and lustily. Finally I took her into a deep soul kiss. I couldn’t help it. I was overwhelmed.

“I-” I began to say after a moment. She kissed me again, as though even a second’s pause was too long. “I think I might learn to love being with you, Diana.”

“I sure hope so.”

She gave my cock a slippery squeeze with her internal muscles. I shuddered and pumped into her in response. She shuddered back at me, moving her ass to receive my forward motion. All of the sudden we were fucking again.

“No. I think I definitely love being with you. I’m sure of it.”

“Well love it all you want. I’ll be here for you whenever you want me. I promise. And if you wanna fall in love with me, that’s okay too, ‘cause I already love you.”

Her confession was punctuated by a flash of lighting.

“Thank you. You can only imagine how much that means to me.”

We consummated it all with a seriously delicious fuck. It ended with both of us screaming out loud into each other’s ear as we climaxed together for the first time. Somebody downstairs pounded on the ceiling and we heard a raucous cheer from below.

“Go, Greg! Go!” the guys chanted.

“Fuck him good, Diana!” a girl called in response.

“You go, sister!”

“Do him once for me!”

Diana and I giggled together at the comments of our cheering squad downstairs. I have to admit, even laughing with her felt wonderful.

We made love all through that stormy night, and I was astounded when she later revealed to me that I was actually her first lover. I could not believe it at first, she had been so amazing in bed, but she explained to me that the guys that had raped her had taken her virginity as well as her dignity, but she never considered what they’d done sex since she hadn’t done it willingly. “And besides,” she said, “Every single one of those fuckers had tiny little dicks. Even my therapist was laughing when I told her. And since I haven’t been with anyone else until tonight with you, it’s really you who devirginized me.”

I thanked her profusely for the great honour, but she insisted I was more than worthy. Then we fell asleep happily in each other’s arms.

It was not until the next morning that we found out that Chuck and Alicia had shown up at the party while we were upstairs. They had shown up together.

Their welcome was less than cordial to say the least. The group confronted them as they came up the sidewalk. Their looks were blank, as though they had no idea what was going on.

“What video? What are you talking about?”

“You fuckin’ snake, you betrayed Greg!”

“What? What’re you talking about?”

“That kind of shit don’t fly with us, man. You don’t go fuck another man’s woman and then show up with her at a party.”

“What? Huh?” Chuck asked stupidly. “I never- “

That’s when the boys pounced. They all jumped on him and started kicking the shit out of him. He tried to crawl away through the mud and rain but they dragged him back and battered him some more, shouting curses and insults at him, calling him a snake, and a back-stabber, and a liar.

“How could you do that to your best friend?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” he wailed as the boots fell. By the time they finished with him he was barely able to walk. They picked him up, threw him in the trunk of a car and drove him about ten miles out of town. There they stripped him down and left him naked in the woods on the side of the highway. It was a cold and rainy night.

The police found him staggering into town later that morning. His feet were cut and bleeding and his body was battered and bruised from the beating he’d taken.

He told the cops he was attacked by a bear. He’d gotten what he deserved. He knew it. He never showed his face around school again.

As for Alicia, her fate was worse. She had tried to jump in to protect Chuck but the girls grabbed her. They held her back, throwing her face down into the grass while the guys kicked the shit out of Chuck. After they drove away they brought her into the house and showed her the video. They called her every name in the book and told her she was out of the cheerleading squad. She was finished. She wept and begged them for mercy.

“Save it, you two-faced bitch. Greg told us all about how you dumped him for not trusting you. He was heartbroken. I can’t believe you could do that to him, and then make it seem like it was his fault. He’s too good for you. You’re not even worth a load out of his dick, you fucking whore!”

The girls then dragged her out of the house and kicked her down the sidewalk, telling her to get out and never come around again.

Sure that wasn’t as bad as what Chuck got that night, but it was what happened to her after that was brutal.

Word of their sordid fling got out and they were both ostracized by the entire community. Alicia became a social leper. She was treated like a disease from that day on, and to a girl who was used to being the most popular in school, that was a fate worse than death. Even the nerds of the school treated her like trash. She was a total outcast.

Then one night at a party she was gang-banged. Some guys got her drunk and they all took turns on her, one after another, until she had had at least twelve cocks through her. She was covered in cum and she just lay there smiling like a two-dollar whore. I walked in after it was all but over. There were two scummy looking dudes having their way with her, one in her cunt, and another in her mouth. You could hardly even touch her without putting your hand in cum somewhere, but they’d found a way. I walked in and saw this and I actually felt kind of bad. My revenge was complete, but she was a human being after all, and this was too much.

“You wanna have a go, man?” one of the dudes asked. “She’s fucked every guy in the place tonight. And look at her she’s still grinning.”

She was grinning too, in between slurps on the second guy’s cock. Her face was glazed over with partially dried come and I actually thought I even saw some spit mixed in with the mess. Someone had actually spit in her face as they fucked her. But she was still grinning. She apparently was not even aware I was there. How tragic.

“Come on, man! She fucks like a little minx.”

I didn’t know how to feel. I thought back on all the love I had shared with her, all the fun we’d had, and all the intimacy. Then I remembered the betrayal once again, how I’d sat there crying out in the rain while I listened to her sucking my best friend’s cock. I remembered how she’d tried to make it seem like our break-up was my fault. Then I didn’t feel as bad anymore.

Still, she was a human being. Nobody deserved this. I chased the guys out of the room and took her to the shower. I laid her in there and cleaned her off thoroughly with the hot spray and lots of soap. She wriggled and writhed, begging me to fuck her, but she didn’t even know who I was. I felt awful. She was singling drunkenly to herself and giggling as I wiped her carefully with a wash cloth. All of the sudden she opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Greggy? Is that you?”

I smiled. I nodded. Then she started to cry.

“I’m sorry, Greggy. You know? I really am. I shoun’ta… I never… Please forgive me.”

“I forgive you, Alicia.”

I lifted her out of the bathtub, helped her put her clothes back on and drove her home. She tried to kiss me goodnight but I turned away. She said she was sorry once again, then she thanked me. She got out of the car and headed up the back stairs of her building. That was the last I ever saw of her. I think she moved away with an aunty in another city after that.

I finished out high school year with Diana. We loved each other tenderly, deeply and passionately, and every once in a while, when a thunderstorm rolls over our town, the sex is extra special. There’s something about the sound of falling rain that makes me so very horny.

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