Rooftop Memory

So far, I have been able to answer all of his questions with ease and to my relief he didn’t insist on repeating all of our sexual encounters in all those locations. Thanks to the concept of time being a limited resource.

Naturally, the roof top was off limits to all students, except for Prince Zak. It wasn’t just accessible to Zak; he has a proper key for it.

“I guess this is our final destination for the day?” I asked Zak as we stepped out onto the very windy rooftop.

By the time we got there it was already dark, and we could see some stars in the night sky. The rooftop was not dark. In fact, it was well lit by the numerous lights located on the top of the building. Although no one was officially permitted to come up here, for safety measures, metal nets were installed all around the rooftop platform like walls to prevent anyone from falling…or easily committing suicide…I guess.

I placed a hand on the metal net as I sucked in a deep breath and stared up at the sky. The wind was slightly cold, and it was very quiet all around us. I shivered a little as the cold wind blew against my bare arms and legs.

“Cold?” Zak asked from directly behind me as he stood behind me.

Without waiting for my response, I felt his arms wrapping me in a hug from behind and then I felt the warmth of his body enveloping me. Zak placed his head on mine and I felt his chin resting on top of my head as he too stared off into the distance. The wind blowing from behind us brushed locks of Zak’s light blond hair forward onto my cheeks.

I shifted my body around slightly as I turned to look up at him. My attempt was rewarded with a light kiss being planted on my upturned lips. I smiled a little under his tender kiss and felt his lips do the same.

“Do you remember the first time we went all the way?” Zak asked as I saw that familiar naughty glint in his eyes when our kiss ended.

“How could I forget?” I asked back. It was right here…I guess…

Losing your virginity, the normal way in the bedroom in the standard missionary position wasn’t something that happened if your boyfriend was Zak. I gave Zak my virginity right here on the rooftop with my back slammed against the metal net underneath a sky full of stars just like today.

Zak’s warm fingertips slowly tracing up my thighs brought me back from my thoughts and I saw him looking down solemnly as he watched the slow movements of his fingers. Zak had an expression that I couldn’t read on his face, and it filled me with anxiety and then sorrow.

“Is something wrong?” I asked softly.

“I wanted to re-do it the right way,” Zak said wistfully.

“Do what the right way?” I asked, confused.

“Take your virginity…gently and patiently…” Zak said without meeting my eyes.

His voice was filled with regret and other emotions that I could not place, and it hurts me to see him that way. Despite what Zak may believe, I had no regrets about what happened, and I wouldn’t go back in time to change it even if I could.

“Why are you bringing that up now? It was ages ago…” I said, trying to put a stop to this depressing topic.

“It hurt like crazy, didn’t it?” Zak murmured so softly that I thought at first that he was just mumbling to himself. His fingers continue to softly trace my inner thighs.

“Yes…it did, but it’s not your fault. So, let’s stop talking about it…Ok?” I said firmly.

“Do you think…if we did things differently back then…” Zak said as he continued to watch his fingers sliding up and down my thighs. The raw regret in his voice pained my heart.

I knew that he was no longer just referring to how he took my virginity. He was referring to so much more…

“No. I don’t think anything would have changed. I don’t regret anything. I’m happy we did everything that we did just the way we did it…back then,” I said with so much conviction that I shocked myself. I grabbed Zak’s hands away from my thigh and held it tightly in mine.

I didn’t realize that I was crying until Zak’s brushed the tear from my cheek away with his thumb as his golden eyes met mine.

“May I?” Zak asked.

“Yes, you may,” I replied without hesitation. I swallowed my tears. This isn’t the time to cry.

Just like on that day when he asked me with these same exactly words, I replied to him without any hesitation. Exactly like that day, just as the words of consent left my lips, his lips covered mine in such an aggressive kiss that it took all my breath and my reason away.

Zak kissed me seductively and greedily, crushing his lips hard against mine before thrusting his tongue deep into the depths of my mouth. I sighed with longing as I entwined my own tongue with his, welcoming him into my mouth. His hands ran through my hair before sliding down to cup my breast over my clothes. I moaned as I leaned back on the metal rail behind me as I stuck out my chest invitingly towards him. I ran my fingers through his soft blond curls, drawing his head close to me.

Exactly like that day, his hands ripped open the front of my school uniform, exposing my naked breasts to him. He grabbed my hand and placed it on the shape of his hardness. I could feel how hard and big he already was through his pants as we both panted with desire. Needless to say, my already wet womanly part was starting to burn hotter and wetter as he continued to kiss and caress my breasts.

I pressed my hand against the shape of his hardness before cupping him and stroking him with my hand. After a while of teasing him, I began removing his pants to free his potent member from its restraint. Zak broke our kiss as his hand slid down from my breasts to my waist and down even further until his hand reached my skirt. He pulled up my skirt roughly until it pooled around my waist. My entire naked lower body was now exposed to him and the night air.

--To be continued…