“My family and I are moving away, so we are going to have to break up.”

The words struck me like a ton of bricks, and when I took a double take over what I had just heard, they hit me again with twice the intensity. I searched my mind for a response, but I couldn’t find the words. All that I could muster out was: “But Alyssa…why can’t…” I was at a loss of words.

I finally was able to say, “Why can’t we still be together? I mean…I love you…” I stared at her waiting for a response for what seemed like forever.
“Daniel, I don’t think that a long-distance relationship will work. I mean, so much work is involved and I don’t think that I’d be able to handle it.”

She was 16, like I was, and I didn’t see any reason why we couldn’t at least try. After all, we had been together for almost a year and we had been through almost everything a couple goes through. The good times, the bad times, and speaking of the good times, almost everything sexual. We hadn’t gone all the way yet, but almost. From making out, to oral and hand jobs, I was pretty happy with Alyssa. The fact that she didn’t want to continue our relationship crushed me and broke my heart. We were so close to being ready to go all the way; my want for us to lose our virginity to each other was really strong. I asked her if we could at least give a long-distance relationship a try, and she replied no. She walked off and left me standing there, completely dead inside.

That was 3 months ago.

My mood had not changed, nor my feelings for Alyssa. This had happened in May, the month school got out, and she moved to Oregon a week later. I hated her for it, for not even wanting to even attempt to love me from a distance, yet I still loved her for the past reasons. I recently spent my days walking around in personal thought and didn’t talk to anybody. I ignored my buddies all summer, refusing countless invitations to parties and some offers from girls. I was apparently desired by them now that I was single, but they previously never made any moves on account of my being with Alyssa. I am about 6’1” and fairly well built. My dark brown hair and nicely tanned body gave me an appearance that really fulfilled their wants. After spending a month in California this summer, my body bronzed pretty nicely. I didn’t even really try to look better; I just sat on the beach replaying the unpleasant event with Alyssa in my head over and over again…

These thoughts of my broken heart have been in my head for months. They built up all day, so to keep myself from going insane, I went to the park nearby my house and ran around the track at nights. I hoped it would clear my mind off of Alyssa. These workouts also added to my growing muscular body even more, making the female moonlight-strollers turn their heads. It was a nice feeling, and it did help a bit get my mind off of the constant pain I had in my heart. I was willing to do anything to get rid of the ache, but I had no idea when that relief would come.

I mostly did my running around 8ish, since it was dark enough here where I live. I live in a small town in mid Iowa, where the population is small enough so I had my solitude as I ran through the night. Tonight, however, I was delayed because my parents were going out of town for the next 2 weeks and were leaving tonight around midnight, being that they had a late flight out. I took them out to a late dinner as a goodbye present, (I’m a very nice son I have been told). I still wanted to run though, so as soon as I arrived home, I changed out of my jeans and t-shirt, and pulled on my jogging shorts and shoes. I told my parents I was going out, and they reminded me that they were going to leave in a few minutes. I said my goodbyes, hugged them both, and headed out.

It was nearing midnight, so I was more than positive that I would be the only one in the park tonight, which was a nice thought. I arrived at the park within minutes and looked around to see if my hunch was correct. It wasn’t, as there was a group of perhaps 20 year old college boys around the swings, obviously drunk or stoned or something. I didn’t recognize any of them, so I paid no attention to them as I walked though the park gates. As I walked and did some pre-run stretches, someone caught my eye. Walking towards me, with her head in thought, was a young girl. She looked maybe 18 or 19, being that she was too attractive to be any younger. The thing that stood out more than anything was her fiery red, shoulder-length hair. Even in the midnight darkness, it illuminated her figure like torch in the night. Strangely, I could’ve sworn she was crying. She passed by me hurriedly as if I wasn’t even there, but I didn’t turn back to get a view of her backside. I had running to do.

I reached the track seconds later, and set down my towel and water bottle. I was about to start my first lap when a weird noise filled the night air. It sounded like a scream, so naturally I began looking around in wonder. I heard it a second time, this time even louder than before. I ran back the way I came from, trying to find the source of the terrified scream. As I passed by the swings, I noticed the group of college students was gone. There was a grove of bushes right next to the swings, and I would’ve bet my life that I could hear the screams coming from it. I quickly rushed over and tore my way into the grove. What I saw completely crushed my heart. The cute red-headed girl who passed me moments earlier was pinned on the ground by the group of drunk guys I saw by the swings. The biggest of them, a chubby guy who looked maybe 250 pounds had her arms and head pinned down as the other two began to fondle her tits through her thin shirt. They were laughing and smiling, while she was yelling her head off for help, terrified that they were going to rape her. One of the two guys groping her then grabbed her shirt and tore it completely off her body, exposing her bra-covered breasts. She was kind of pale, but that’s natural for a redhead of course. The black lace bra didn’t help either. But frankly, I could care less about what her skin tone was at the moment. I had to save this poor girl!

I rushed into the grove and grabbed the guy tearing off her shirt. I spun him around and socked him directly in between his eyes. He was done; out cold before he hit the ground. The guy next to him quickly realized what happened and got up. He swung at me with his right fist and made contact on the side of my head. I could barely feel it though; saving this girl was the only thing on my mind. I ignored the pain and threw a right hook of my own and luckily made contact. He was hit in the head as well and toppled over. The 3rd and bigger boy watched me as I continued to pummel his friend and ran off as fast as he could. The 1st guy and the 2nd were now on the ground unconscious. I was done.

I turned to the girl to make sure she was okay. I was breathing hard, out of breath, and began to feel some pain in my head from the blow I took.

“Miss, are you alright?”

She couldn’t say a word, however, she was sobbing way too hard. Her shirt was in shreds, and was sitting there on the ground with just her tiny bra on. I remembered my towel I brought with me to the track and told her to stay here as I ran to get it. I ran as fast as I could back to my stuff, grabbed it, and raced back.

Fortunately, the two guys were still out cold, so I decided to assume that it was safe for us there. I wrapped the towel around her shoulders and she pulled it in close. I knelt down and put my hand on her shoulder.
“Are you hurt Miss? Is there anything else I can do?” I asked her, hoping for a reply. If she said something, it would really make me feel a little better. I didn’t know why.

Through sniffles and tears, she attempted to respond, but instead began to cry again. She wrapped her arms around me and sobbed quietly into my chest. I was stunned, I thought that bodily contact with a boy would repulse her more than anything at the moment. I couldn’t do anything but pull her in close and held her as she sobbed. I really didn’t expect this on my nightly run.

After about 10 minutes of this, she looked up at me and wiped her eyes. They were a beautiful emerald green, and through her tears they shined like gems in the moonlight.

“Thank yo-you so much… I th- th- thought that they w-would rape m-me..”

“Its ok, I’m just glad that they didn’t get the chance to. I’m just sorry that I didn’t get here in time to save your shirt…” I smiled at her apologetically.

She looked down at her destroyed blouse and back at me. She let out a small laugh and said, “Oh, its alright…forget a-about it.”

“Would you like it if I walked you home?”

With a sudden look of fear, she looked at me and replied, “No, I can’t go home tonight.”

I was a little confused, but she then asked, “But I’d like it if you walked with me for a bit.”

“I’d be happy to do that.” I said and smiled. She returned the smile and said,

“Can I at least know my hero’s name?”

“My name is Daniel.”

“I’m Kayla.”

I helped her up and adjusted the towel on her shoulders so that they covered her up a bit more. I looked down one last time at the two men on the ground, and we decided to call the police. She pulled out her phone and soon enough, they arrived and took the two away. I put my arm around her and we headed out of the park. As we walked, I learned a little more about Kayla. It turned out that she wasn’t 18 or 19 like I expected, but was only 15. She was in town visiting her dad for the summer. Her mom lived in the city nearby where she lived during the school year; her parents divorced 2 years earlier because her dad was having an affair with the neighbor. She told me more than I expected her to, going into detail about how she had walked in on her dad and the neighbor fucking on the couch as she came home from school. Her dad had saw her walk in, and told her that he’d rape her if she told her mom or anybody else. This sudden threat terrified Kayla, but she told her mom anyways. Her life was turned upside down soon. Kayla’s mom stopped talking to her and began drinking. She was able to hold down a job, but didn’t spend any time whatsoever with her. She instead spent most of her time passed out at home. After her dad had threatened to rape Kayla, the neighbor stopped seeing him and moved away. Kayla, however, had become the next target of her dad. He began to grope her and kiss her randomly when she visited him in the summer. He hadn’t raped her, fortunately, but she was afraid that he would start. She was terrified to go to the police because of what he might do to her in retaliation. It was tonight when he told her that he wanted her to give him a blowjob. She had refused, and quickly ran out of the house, coming to the park to get away from him, not knowing what to do. She did not want to go back home tonight.
I felt so bad for Kayla as I walked with her, listening to her tell me about her life at home. I had to do something to help her get away from her dad for at least the night. Then I remembered that my parents were gone…

“Kayla, I know we just met, but my house is empty for the next couple weeks. If you’d like, you could stay in the spare bedroom for the night at least…”

She stopped, and looked at me hopefully, “Do you mean that?”

“Of course I mean it, why wouldn’t I?”

“Well, if it isn’t a problem for you…”

“Come on, I live just up the next block.”

I smiled and took her by the hand. We started walking to my place in silence. I kept glancing at Kayla, her face was pure red under the moonlight. “Why are you blushing?”

Embarrassed, she turned to me and softly said, “I can’t believe I met someone so sweet…I really don’t know what to say Daniel.”

“You don’t need to say anything, I’m more than happy to help you out.” She threw her arms around me and gave me the tightest hug I’ve ever received. She began crying again, this time out of joy. She began to mumble something softly.

“Thank you so much…” was what I could hear her say over and over again.

We reached my house and I opened the door softly, yelling “Hello??” I needed to make sure my parents were gone; they would never let me have a girl I just met stay the night, especially if she was just in her bra from the waist up. Luckily, they had gone, leaving the house empty. I led Kayla to the kitchen, asking her if she wanted anything to eat or drink. She shook her head and told me that she actually just wanted to talk and learn more about her hero. At this, I smiled and we sat down at the table.

We talked until 4AM. I learned all about her, and she learned all about me. I told her about my life, school, and even Alyssa. As I talked, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I couldn’t really get the best image of her in the midnight sky, but here in the light, she was stunning. She was about 5’3” and was very skinny. She wasn’t so thin that people would think that she is sick, but thin enough that I could’ve guessed she was about 100 pounds or so. Her facial complexion was flawless, not a single pimple anywhere on her shining face. She was a little pale, but she wasn’t ginger like most redheaded girls were. No freckles either. Her breasts looked to be about a 34B or so, pretty small and petite like she was. She was a jaw-dropper.

I learned that she had never had a boyfriend, nor been kissed, which was a shocker for me. By her looks, she could easily get any boy she wanted. It turned out that the boys at her school made fun of her constantly for her being so skinny. In the city where she went to school, most of the girls had a little meat on their bones, and she stood out negatively in the boys’ minds. This led her to become isolated by everyone at school. I didn’t know what to say; Kayla didn’t have anybody in her life that would even show her a glimpse of kindness. Her mom, her dad, and her schoolmates didn’t show her any sign of being a friend. She was alone.

Soon enough, I told Kayla that I needed to head to bed, I was quite tired. She agreed and got up and hugged me.

“Thank you again Daniel,” she said and smiled at me. I showed her to her room and she closed the door. I went to my parents’ room and grabbed a shirt of my mom’s. It was a little too big for Kayla, but it was a shirt. I set it outside of her door, along with a towel in case she wanted to shower in the morning and headed down the hall to my room where I quickly fell asleep.

I awoke to the sun shining in my face, and severe pain in my head. Not the best feeling to wake up to. Memories from the past night soon cleared up my mind of why the hell I was so sore. Then I remembered Kayla. I quickly got out of bed and a heavenly aroma filled my nose. I could clearly smell eggs, bacon, and toast cooking downstairs. Mouth-watered and hungry, my first thought was to rush down and chow down. Wait…I don’t want to seem so eager and determined to eat so much in front of Kayla…

Whoa! Where did that thought come from?? I thought to myself. We just met this girl, and in a despicable setting I might add. Why did I think of that…unless… my next thought made me laugh out loud. I couldn’t possible have feelings for her! I just met her! Lets get this out of my mind and go downstairs, I thought to myself and calmly headed downstairs.

“Well, good morning sleepy-head!” Kayla greeted when she saw me enter the kitchen. “You sure slept late!”

I looked at the overhead clock above the stove where she stood and it was 1130 already. Normally I didn’t sleep in so late.

“Oh, wow, I guess I was a bit lazy this morning already.” I replied with a slight grin.

“I hope you don’t mind me making you breakfast, I thought it was the least I could do for you…”

With those words came her blushing once again. She turned back to the stove and continued her cooking. I sat down at the table and just stared at her. I couldn’t help but notice that she had the cutest little butt as I glanced down her backside. It was petite, just like her figure, but it had a little meat on it so that it stood out a bit. I gazed in awe, as it was the most beautiful thing I had seen in a while. The small shape of it through her tight jeans made me slightly drool.

“You enjoying your look Daniel?”

My eyes shot up, but didn’t meet with hers. She was still turned around, facing the stove. How the hell… Kayla giggled and spun around, revealing a big grin.

“I can see you through the mirror above your stove silly!” she said and let out another giggle as she put her hands on her hips. My eyes darted down and I turned almost as red as her ember hair. She could tell I was embarrassed.

“Daniel, I’m just teasing you.” she said as she joined me at the table. “I’m actually flattered. No boy has ever really looked at me like that…” My eyes came back up to meet hers. We stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Then it just happened. She leaned slightly forward, as did I. Our lips met gently and I shared a very soft and romantic kiss with the girl I had known for about 12 hours. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I couldn’t ever see myself kiss anybody except for Alyssa, but for some reason, kissing Kayla seemed even sweeter and better.

We broke the kiss and stared at each other a bit longer. “Daniel…” she began.

“You don’t need to say anything Kayla.” I cut her off. “I think I feel the same way.” And I meant it.

Her smile widened and I could see her eyes begin to water a bit. “I can’t believe someone is so sweet to me. I didn’t think anybody ever would.” With that, I scooted my chair over to her and wrapped my arms around her. She rested her head on my shoulder and hugged me back. I really couldn’t be happier than at that moment.

We finished breakfast together and I went upstairs to shower. During that kiss, my dick had gotten rock hard, and I needed sweet relief as soon as I could. I couldn’t believe that I may had found love once again. I began to wank as soon as I got in the shower. Normally I thought of Alyssa when I did this, but I couldn’t picture her in my mind this time. All I could think about was sweet Kayla. Sweet, gorgeous, and innocent Kayla. I had fallen in love. My strokes had gotten faster and soon, my love had exploded all over the shower wall. I felt so good. I stepped out of the shower and returned downstairs to meet her.

Over the next week, we were as close as we could possibly with each other. We told each other secrets about ourselves, held hands and cuddled on the couch during movies we watches, and overall, we couldn’t let each other be away from ourselves too long. I truly loved her. She returned home later that first day to grab some changes of clothes. I wanted her to stay with me the entire 2 weeks of my vacation from my parents, and she readily agreed. Luckily, her dad was at work during the day, so she easily got in without any problems. And on top of that, he didn’t seem to notice, or even care that she wasn’t there.
Soon enough, I began to see a sad look in her eyes whenever we were together. It started out only seldom, but soon it was almost every time she saw me. During the night, I heard her crying from her room down the hall. It lasted all night sometimes. I knew why, but I couldn’t say anything to her.
Finally, I had to do something. I couldn’t see her like this any longer, it was killing me. During the movie that night on my couch, I brought it up.

“Kayla…I know that you are going to be going back to your moms in a few weeks, and that we won’t be able to see each other.”

She didn’t look at me as I said it, but I could tell she was beginning to cry a bit. “Also, I know that there is going to be some distance between us, since your mom lives in the city and everything. I want you to be my girlfriend, but with this distance, would you be willing?”

She gasped through a sob and tears dripped down her face. She looked at me and said, “I would want nothing more Daniel. I want to be with you so much, and I am more than willing to work for this to happen. I would travel miles and miles just to see you. You are the sweetest boy that I have ever met, and really…I love you.”

I smiled and returned, “I love you too Kayla.” I leaned in and kissed my new girlfriend. I loved her so much, and I wanted her to feel special. I rubbed my hands up and down her back and pulled her in tighter in our passionate embrace. I kissed her so sweetly and gently. However, I did not expect what happened next.
Kayla slid her hand up my leg and it slowly reached the hard-on growing beneath my jeans. She grasped it gently and began to stroke it. I knew this was her first time ever doing anything like this, so I wanted her to feel good too. I ran my hand down her back, along her leg, and back up. She was wearing a short skirt, which allowed me more of a chance to explore her skin. I ran my hand up her thigh and slowly let it come back down after it went to the base of her skirt. I got more daring each round, as did she. Soon enough, she broke out kiss and looked at me.

“Daniel, I love you. I don’t know how to do any of this though…I mean..with your dick and stuff..”

“It’s alright honey, it makes it special since it’s with you. If you are sure that you are ready for this stuff, I’ll show you how.”

With that, she unbuttoned my jeans and began kissing me again. My tongue entered her mouth and explored inside. I could feel hers in my mouth as well and, though a bit timid, she seemed to enjoy what was happening. I slid my jeans down far enough for my 7 ½ inches to be free from its denim barrier. Kayla looked down at it and said, “Do you want me to suck it?”

“Only if you want to babe. I’m not going to force you to do anything.”

She slowly leaned down and grasped her hand around the base. I walked her through it.

“Use your tongue to make circles around the head.” She obliged and followed everything I told her. She used her tongue to make the circles come closer and closer to my shaft. She was making this slower than I thought, teasing me a bit. She engulfed the entire knob in her mouth next and began to move her head up and down. Bobbing in a slow fashion, I could feel every single muscle in my dick melt in bliss and get tenser. Even though this was her first time, I would’ve guessed that she was a master. She began to bob her head a little faster and going down deeper each time. I moaned every time and as it reached further and further down her throat, I was going further and further into heaven.

Unbelievably, she eventually got the entire length in her mouth, and let me thrust a bit in. She gagged a bit, but she seemed confident to make me feel good. My knob was hitting the back of her throat, and she didn’t seem to mind that either. She looked so cute looking up at me with her gorgeous green eyes as she sucked. I reached down and began to fondle her tits though her shirt. Soon enough, she quickly stopped sucking and took it off, revealing that she didn’t have a bra on. Her tits were gorgeous. A bit small, but I had always liked them smaller. Her tiny pink nipples were standing upright and hard as ever. I circled each with my fingers and pinched them slightly as she continued blowing me. Eventually, I got a familiar feeling in my balls.

“Kayla…I’m..I’m gonna cummmmmm….”

She didn’t miss a beat and began to bob faster and suck harder. I rubbed her tits faster and took each in a hand and caressed them gently. She let out a moan, and since my dick was in her mouth, that did it for me. Spurt after spurt shot out like a cannon. The first went straight down her throat. She pulled it out of her mouth and let the second, third, and fourth cover her face. The next two, then landed on her tits, while the 7th and final one gained power and shot right into her mouth.

Kayla, the girl I barely knew, was drenched in my cum. She stood up and looked at me in the eyes. I saw her bottom lip move slightly, she stared at into my eyes as she swallowed the cum in her mouth. She then licked her lips and showed me her angelic smile once again. “Wow, that tasted better than I expected,” she said, and laughed a bit. I laughed a bit and replied,

“Well I wouldn’t know.” I gave her a sensual look and said, “I guess it’s your turn, huh, babe?”

“You would do that for me?” Her eyes lit up a bit and her smile gleamed. “I thought guys thought that was disgusting to do..”

“I would do anything for you babe, especially after what you just did for me.”

She picked her shirt up off of the floor and wiped the cum off of her face and chest. Tossing it back down onto the ground, she walked over to me shyly. I took her in a soft embrace and kissed her lips softly. We sat back down on the couch and reached my hand down to cup her tit again. I began massaging her breast with my hand slowly, using every part of my hand, palm, fingertips, to caress her delicately. I looked down at what I was doing. Her areolas, bright pink, were beautiful, like her. I laid her down on the couch and I slid off, only lay down gently on top of her kissing her. I began kissing her neck and shoulders, moving further down with each one I planted. I then made my move.

Reaching her tits, I took her left, hard-as-diamond nipple in my mouth and sucked slightly. This made her jump with surprise.

“Oh Daniel…that feels so gooooddd…”

I ran my tongue around her nipple softly and moved my hand up to caress her other tit. I could tell how turned on she was getting, because she moved her hand down to her holiest place: her sweet pussy. She was about to slide her hand inside her jeans when she stopped. I knew what she wanted. I reached down and slid off her jeans in one slow motion, my mouth never leaving her tits. I had switched over to her right nipple, it now in my mouth and I was suckling gently. She was going to remember this.

She had on a bright pink panty, not a thong, to no surprise, but it didn’t matter. I took hold of the waistband and slid them down. I now had a glorious view of her pussy, however, to my liking, I was graced with a grand surprise.

“You shave?!”

“I did last night Daniel. I have wanted to be with you like this, and I thought that if I did this, you’d be happy. I want everything to be perfect.”

“You have been planning to do this with me, haven’t you?”

She winked at me and replied yes, and that she wanted me to give her first orgasm. I went back down and began my work. She had the most perfect little pussy imaginable. It was small and petite, like her, and being hairless, it looked younger than it really was. It was also untouched, never seen to another person. I moved my mouth down lower and lower, kissing her stomach, and thighs and finally reaching her vagina. I spread her lips apart softly with my tongue, caressing each one delicately and on its own. Kayla let out a squeal of glee and bucked her hips a bit. I gently sucked on each lip and circled her whole pussy with my tongue. Her pussy began to leak from the slickness that made it soaking wet. I then stuck my tongue deep into her love canal and her sweetness overflowed my mouth. Alyssa was in no comparison to how Kayla tasted.

As my lips sucked on her pussy, I was able to stick a finger into her canal. Kayla let out a yell of bliss and pushed my head in between her legs, locking it in place. I slowly moved my finger in and out, being extra careful due to her being a virgin. However, she seemed to enjoy it so much, I added a second finger and moved faster. I received another squeal of approval and an even bigger reaction of happiness from her.
Her hips began to thrust into my face. I was giving her the time of her life. I moved my tongue into her pussy a bit further and spread her outer labia with my lips. Moving my tongue in and out and then up her slit, I was in heaven. Her virgin pussy was so pink and beautiful; I was surprised that I didn’t cum right there myself, just at the sight of it. Kayla let out a giant moan of ecstasy and pleasure. She was furiously rubbing her slit with her fingers and moaning. “Oh Daniel….” She panted. I knew this was the time. Taking hold of her hand, I moved it above her clit and latched onto her love bud with my mouth. Kayla literally screamed out in pleasure as she received her very first orgasm. I could feel her body shake and pulse constantly. It must have lasted 30 seconds at least. Her delicious juices rushed into my mouth and I sucked them all up, not letting go of her clit. “Daniel!!!! Oh my god!!!!” Her body went limp.

I looked up at her and let go. Her heavy breathing was still not settled, but I could tell she was calming down a bit. I got up on the couch laid down next to her, taking in the moment of the blissful day we just shared together.

Kayla opened her eyes, to see mine gazing into hers. She smiled and planted a big kiss on my lips.

“I love you so much. I didn’t expect my first to feel that strong. That was incredible!”

“I love you too Kayla. You make me so happy.”

“Can I tell you something?”

“Of course, Kayla. What is it?”

“I’m glad that I was almost raped that night. If not for that, I would’ve never met you.”

I smiled at her and pressed my lips up against hers. We let our tongues dance with each other and I could tell, I would never be happier with another girl. We fell asleep together, right there on the couch, in each others arms.

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