Kelly's Diary 086 - Crashing Steve's Wedding
Copyright© 2024 by Kelly85
Chapter 3: Picked Up By Steve=
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3: Picked Up By Steve= - It was almost six years ago when I gave Steve my virginity. Today I'm twenty and have been fucked by dozens of guys and sucked well over a hundred more since Steve moved away but I'll never forget my first time with him. I may not have been his first but I like to think I was his best. Hopefully at his wedding I could leave him with something to remind him of that when he was with his new bride!
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa True Story Father Daughter Masturbation Oral Sex
At the airport I my luggage was the last to come off the ramp and I hurried out to the curb to wait for Steve, hoping he hadn’t given up on me after my long wait for the luggage. Suddenly I heard someone call out my name and I turned to see someone approaching me. I vaguely recognized the face but the rest of him was a total stranger. My god had Steve ever changed! He was no longer a skinny and short sixteen year old teenager boy. The MAN running up to me was tall (he must have been over sex feet) and VERY handsome with a body that had obviously been a frequent visitor to the gym. He ran up until he was by me and stopped a couple of feet away and looked me over with a big grin on his face.
“Kelly?” he said with an inquisitive look on his face. I nodded, not sure what to say and he continued, “Damn, you have certainly grown up. Wow! Look at you girl!”
I must have flushed a bit because I could feel my face getting warmer. “Hi Steve, I almost didn’t recognize you. God, you have changed a bit yourself.” I laughed nervously, “I seem to remember being the same height as you and now ... well now you’re head and shoulders taller!”
What I didn’t say was that now he also had the body of stud and I couldn’t help but wonder what else had grown on him. Steve’s cock was the first one I ever sucked and it had pierced my virginity so I guess I was still a bit biased when I recalled the size of it. Somehow I had a feeling I wouldn’t need to inflate my memories today with it.
We then hugged and I was a bit disappointed he didn’t kiss me. It was over five years since we’d last seen each other and I guess over that time I had many a dream about how we would meet again someday. There were so many times I would be playing with myself in bed imagining how he would sweep me off my feet and kiss me with all the passion of a long-lost lover.
I don’t need to say what I imagined happened next but it certainly wasn’t this rather platonic greeting that was happening now in real life. I was thrilled to see Steve but I was reminded of why I was here. He was getting married so there was someone else in his life now. Well, he may love her but I knew deep down he had to remember fucking me. I wasn’t his first but I was now determined to show him I was his best.
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