S.A.R.D. #18 – Lovemaking with Kat.

WARNINGI’m going to be discussing something of an adult nature. I am whipping this out as it comes to mind and I have thoughts that are raw and uncensored – I may or may not use vulgarity. Oh, and it may have tons of grammatical and spelling errors too (Oh, the horror!?!?!). This post is intended for mature audiences (i.e. ages 21+). Also, names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

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In my series of posts on my Sexual and Relationship Development, I introduced Katherine and continued to discuss her here. But those are very superficial and above the surface posts on mine and Kat’s relationship. In the last post about her, I referenced the possibility that I would begin discussing some of the sexual interactions we had together, but as I began writing that piece, I recalled some of the things that brought us together – namely, both of out parents’ divorce. I think it rocked us from our senses in a lot of ways and it brought stress to us in ways we never understood. In fact, I remember a time when I was driving from her house to mine and I lost consciousness – literally from the stress. Obviously, you can imagine the terror we both felt.

Sigh…luckily that didn’t happen again.

And I think it’s because we both began to realize how much we loved sex and what a huge stress relief sex can be. We always toyed with this idea that because we were both Christians we shouldn’t be having pre-marital sex. Although, we both had had sex with people previous to our coupling. And although both of our parents were wrapped up in their own miserable situations, their disapproval of us having sex outside of marriage seemed to have taken a back seat to their own pain and personal choices.

So, we had sex.

A lot.

And we began experimenting in different things – although, comparably mild in the beginning to developing into a couple of threesomes and pegging. And cheating. There was ample cheating – physically on her part and emotionally on mine. But we always enjoyed the sex we had together. Sure, there were romantic interludes of love making – especially in the beginning and it became raunchier later in the relationship. Even as our relationship ended, we remained sexually active with each other.

One of the more romantic times we had together included candlelight dinner, rose petals, soft music and lovemaking all night long. It was in an early part of our relationship – before my parents announced they were divorcing and after her parents had already divorced. That night, my parents and siblings were out of town and I had the house all to myself. So, I invited Kat to dinner at my house. When she arrived, she had walked up the path to the door. The path had rose petals strewn across it as she approached the door, bearing a sign that said, “Come in my love”. I was finishing the final touches of dinner, as she came in the door and closing it behind her. Although she had been to my house before, she still had a path of rose petals leading her to the kitchen. She was met with candle light, some soft music playing and the table set. I brought dinner out – it started with a small salad and then I served spaghetti. Since I was under age, I didn’t have wine, but she was happy to have ice water.

She threw her hands to my face and planted a kiss square on my mouth, separating my lips as she French Kissed me. “No one would ever do this for me”, she said as her hands and arms went all around me and she pulled me in and we kissed for what seemed like eternity at the time. After our lips and bodies separated, we sat down to eat the dinner I had prepared. I had never seen anyone with such a beautiful smile as hers that night. We shared mild banter and teasing one another and when dinner was finished, we had gone into a sitting room off the side of the dining room we ate. Our kisses began and our passion for one another had risen like a roaring flame.

Before either one of us could really believe it, we had removed each others clothes and we were all over each other on the couch we were laying on. We continued to kiss and fondle each other, getting each other excited and aroused. Backing off each other here and there to maintain the arousal and keep the passion alive. Eventually, I laid her back on the couch and she separated her legs, giving me access to her. I pushed the head of my penis into her opening vagina and pushed it in slowly. She let out a gasp and her hands pulled at my back and sides encouraging me to keep entering her. The passion was hot.

It was so hot, I can’t remember many details and it’s all a bit of a happy, incredibly passionate, hot and loving act. I know we had intercourse at least a dozen times that night (I had literally gone through an entire box of condoms). This was, by far, a much better experience that my first time with a girl – Mysti. I was in love with this woman and I knew this had to be the one that I would some day marry! (She wasn’t, but there is a lot to this story.) We made love so many times that night and it felt like a perfect match and it felt like the love of a lifetime – for both of us, I believe. That night was absolute perfection for us.

One would think, that this kind of love could not ever be broken.

It’s such a wonderful memory.

We were both wrong about this and we were both immature – regardless how much we enjoyed making love.

 

 

6 thoughts on “S.A.R.D. #18 – Lovemaking with Kat.

  1. Excellent post – took you long enough to get around to telling more about you and Kat. There’s a lot of humanity in this and a lesson we all learn about love: There’s what we think it’s supposed to be like and then there’s the reality of it all. Love doesn’t have an expected result like the fairy tale many of us believe: It’s not always boy meets girl, they fall in love, get married, make babies and all that; sometimes it really is boy meets girl, they fall in love, have lots of mad crazy sex because of the way they feel about each other along with the thrill of discovery… and that’s that – no marriage, no babies, no happily ever after story.

    But we all go through this period and more than once. I know I did… and it was as glorious as it was heartbreaking at times and it taught me some pretty important things about love, sex, and relationships. One thing was it is what it is and even if only for that moment in time and it’s a moment to be reveled in and just like you and Kat were obviously doing.

    I would say that just because the love you two may or may not have had for each other that lead to all that wonderful sex didn’t “fall apart” because of being immature; you just had no idea what love is and what it means and what it’s all about – and it’s not always that happily ever after shit we’re made to believe. Many wind up understanding that things like this are “meant” to happen the way they do and when they do; they were somehow fated to be in that moment with someone but just like everything else in life, NOTHING IS PROMISED. I’d go as far as to say that you and Kat did, in fact, have a happily ever after moment – just not in the expected way. You two got to enjoy each other and despite your religious beliefs which, to me, just made it even better. You experienced it, reveled in it and, shit, learned that nothing is forever, that everything comes to a screeching halt and for whatever reason that happens. Maybe it was supposed to go the way it went and fated to go away when it did – doesn’t really matter but what does matter is what did you learn from it? When you think back about this moment in your life, how does it make you feel? Can you still feel the love you had for her even after all this time has passed? If so, you learned the most important lesson of all: Love never dies.

    We all have those moments and they are often watershed moments in our lives, those moments when we really start to learn what life is about and the many ways things can happen and, wow, dude, in your case, you had one of the best experiences possible and one, I might point out, that a whole lot of people wish they could have experienced but, sadly, didn’t.

    Now, get off your ass and tell us more about you and Kat so we can experience what you did through your eyes and memories!

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    1. Trust me, the story of Kat and I is not done being told. There is just too much to put in one post and even as I write a post, I know there are things I have forgotten and I believe I will hopefully get it all out.

      I think I am getting to a point where I am going to be more raw than I have ever been. I think it is time to quit hiding behind my own misguided perceptions of life and hold out the reality of life – even if it is my own.

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      1. If you’re not gonna be real and embrace the reality, you’re doing it all wrong. As with many people, your perceptions don’t match up with the reality of things and, at some point, you gotta face the reality and tell it – and see it – like it is and if that means not being PC about it, so be it. You always provide that warning when you talk about such things and as if you’re worried about offending someone when, in fact, none of us who follow you are so easily offended because we understand the reality of it all and, perhaps, a reality you’ve been trying to ignore and sugar coat but are finding out that the reality of our lives is anything but sugar coated.

        Tell it like it is; see it for what it really is and embrace the reality. Know that your perceptions and life’s reality ain’t ever gonna be the same things so now it’s a matter if you, going forward with these things, are gonna keep believing your perception or you’re gonna be for-real about it because, duh, what you and Kat experienced is about as real as shit gets.

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