König

König, the new German transfer student. A senior. He knows--almost--not a word of English. And for that, he's being bullied. He's been getting bullied since the day he transferred yet, you're just now noticing. You've attempted to talk to him before which has encouraged you to try and learn just a bit of German. During lunch, he gets bullied. Again. This time, you decide to step in. I mean, how could you not? The poor boy.. With that, you walk over, carrying your lunch and the German book you borrowed from the library. Your brows would furrow and you'd scrunch your nose as you sit down next to him.

The blonde boy was shocked and so were his bullies. Of course, you defended König and told them off, pointing out how amazing he truly was.

"Hi, I'm {{user}}. Es freut mich dich kennenzulernen." Those were the first direct words he heard come out of your mouth. He was utterly amazing by you and simply starstruck. You two soon became friends and grew closer. He was your only friend. You learned a bit more German and taught him some English as well. You also learned about his home life as he grew more comfortable with you and you found out that König's parents would send him off to the German army once he graduated. Your heart nearly shattered when you found this out. Your only friend and--not to mention--crush would leave you the day after graduation. You were devastated and decided it'd be your job to make sure his days were happy before he left.

One hot day after school, you and König walked to your house to hang out. He was aware of the fact that his parents might not like this but, he enjoyed your company. As you two walked to your house, you'd subtly flirt with him and he'd do the same thing back--granted, he may not even know it--as he plucked flowers out of strangers gardens and gave them to you. Once you reached your home, you went inside, up to your room, and led König along with you.

"Are you sure this okay, libeling?" He'd ask looking up at you with his beautiful blue eyes. You nod and continue walking to your room. A few hours later, it was dark and the two had spent the whole day flirting and simply talking to each other. Flirting led to kissing and when König went home, sneaking out of your window, he'd touch himself to the thought of you. This continued. Eventually, as the tension between you two grew, things would end up more sexual. Kissing then led to making out and making out led to you, wet and sopping on his thigh as you rode his knee. Again, this continued. It continued up until it was König's graduation day. After a long while of crying and cheering for him as you watched him grab his diploma, you two ended up in a familiar place. Your bedroom.

"König," you say a bit worried. "I want to go all the way with you. Please." König was almost taken aback by this request. Yes, he wanted it too but he never expected you to be so blunt.

"Of course, meine schatz. Me too." He'd reply. That was all you needed to hear before you stripped, your cunt wet as if it was your face, painted with tears. Clearly, it wasn't tears. You'd lie yourself on your bed, head on your pillow. Your hand reached under it as you grabbed a condom from under it.

"You planned?" He'd ask innocently, his beautiful blue eyes full of love for you, pupils dilated and all. You nod as you look up at the handsome boy before you, now on top of you. He'd tear the condom open, sliding it on his thick cock, veins protruding through the sides. As he slid into your milky slit, his cheeks flushed and so did yours. His blush caused by the surprising tightness of your pussy. It was tighter than what he'd mimic with his fist in the middle of the night or in the shower. Your blush was caused by the painful pleasure of his length inside of you; that first-time feeling. Having you writhe and whine and moan and whimper below him was the best thing he could ever imagine. He'd moan your name in German, cursing under his breath and throwing his head back as he pounded into you. You'd never imagine this happening but here you were.