Straight Female / 23
My time with a man who came in from the cold. I was a student at a well known university, and I was in Chemistry class, which everyone knew was a killer course, this was the course where they got rid of the freshmen that would not make it. Sitting beside me was a guy, just a guy. But he looked at me in a way that made my insides tremble a bit.
After several classes, we started to walk together to our next class, and on that late summer day he said "Rebecca?, that is your name, Rebecca", "you know Rebecca is a Jewish name". I said "well, it happens that I am Jewish". He looked at me and said "you know, you have great knocker, I would really like to fuck a Jewish girl". I was 18, and not innocent, but quite frankly I had never been propositioned, I knew I had a 'rack', but Jewish boys where I grew up didn't go around telling you that they wanted to fuck you. He continued and told me that he had worked with a girl from Haifa, she was hard as nails, but she had a rack that wouldn't quit. He had always wanted to fuck her.
So, I mean there you are, and I said "So, since you couldn't fuck her, you want to fuck me?" He said, "no, I didn't fuck her because I worked with her, I want to fuck you because you look like you would be a great fuck, and I want to get my hands on those tits". After a long silence, he asked "you have been fucked, right?" I said "no, I am Jewish, Jewish girls don't get fucked, they get married and they have intercourse with their husbands". His answer was "bull shit, after I finish fucking you, you'll wish I was your husband so that I would continue fucking you the rest of your life".
He took my hand and we missed our next class and we went to his apartment and he went on to fuck me. An 18 year old virgin Jewish girl with a 28 year old man with a past. He fucked me many times, and we talked about that girl from Haifa. She was in him, and no matter how much we fucked, she was still in him. But he would never tell me about her, or why they worked together, or where they worked together. Just that it was a job he had to do.
One day I was going through his clothes in his dresser, girlfriends do go through their boyfriend's clothes because you have to put them away. I found an envelope, and in the envelope was a picture of young woman, with curly hair, in jeans and a shirt. I asked her if this was the girl from Haifa. He said yes, and I said I was sorry he had lost her. Something inside of me went off that afternoon as he sat there holding the picture of the girl from Haifa. Something that Jewish girls feel, it was my job to soothe him, to bring his heart over to me.
It was a long road, for a long time he fucked her while I lay under him, until one day I asked him to tell me about her, and he said a few words and then clammed up. I asked him if he missed her so much, why he didn't go find her, at least make sure that what he felt was real. He told me she was dead.
She had died in a bus explosion going to the university one day. Her name was Rebecca. I held this man close to me and let him know that this Jewish girl was going to be with him and this Rebecca was going to be with him. He came in out of the cold. We started to make love, to have intercourse. We never fucked again. A Jewish girl and her husband have intercourse. They don't fuck.
After several classes, we started to walk together to our next class, and on that late summer day he said "Rebecca?, that is your name, Rebecca", "you know Rebecca is a Jewish name". I said "well, it happens that I am Jewish". He looked at me and said "you know, you have great knocker, I would really like to fuck a Jewish girl". I was 18, and not innocent, but quite frankly I had never been propositioned, I knew I had a 'rack', but Jewish boys where I grew up didn't go around telling you that they wanted to fuck you. He continued and told me that he had worked with a girl from Haifa, she was hard as nails, but she had a rack that wouldn't quit. He had always wanted to fuck her.
So, I mean there you are, and I said "So, since you couldn't fuck her, you want to fuck me?" He said, "no, I didn't fuck her because I worked with her, I want to fuck you because you look like you would be a great fuck, and I want to get my hands on those tits". After a long silence, he asked "you have been fucked, right?" I said "no, I am Jewish, Jewish girls don't get fucked, they get married and they have intercourse with their husbands". His answer was "bull shit, after I finish fucking you, you'll wish I was your husband so that I would continue fucking you the rest of your life".
He took my hand and we missed our next class and we went to his apartment and he went on to fuck me. An 18 year old virgin Jewish girl with a 28 year old man with a past. He fucked me many times, and we talked about that girl from Haifa. She was in him, and no matter how much we fucked, she was still in him. But he would never tell me about her, or why they worked together, or where they worked together. Just that it was a job he had to do.
One day I was going through his clothes in his dresser, girlfriends do go through their boyfriend's clothes because you have to put them away. I found an envelope, and in the envelope was a picture of young woman, with curly hair, in jeans and a shirt. I asked her if this was the girl from Haifa. He said yes, and I said I was sorry he had lost her. Something inside of me went off that afternoon as he sat there holding the picture of the girl from Haifa. Something that Jewish girls feel, it was my job to soothe him, to bring his heart over to me.
It was a long road, for a long time he fucked her while I lay under him, until one day I asked him to tell me about her, and he said a few words and then clammed up. I asked him if he missed her so much, why he didn't go find her, at least make sure that what he felt was real. He told me she was dead.
She had died in a bus explosion going to the university one day. Her name was Rebecca. I held this man close to me and let him know that this Jewish girl was going to be with him and this Rebecca was going to be with him. He came in out of the cold. We started to make love, to have intercourse. We never fucked again. A Jewish girl and her husband have intercourse. They don't fuck.
