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Disclaimer: This is my second story here, but for some reason, the first has never appeared... All photos belong to Lindsay Lohan or their rightful owners. And so we begin...
She wasn't like that you know.
She wasn't so... for lack of a better word, wild.
When I first saw her, I thought, this chick looks so innocent.
Am I to be blamed? That's a question I would think to myself now at times.
Do I regret it? No. She was of a legal age when we first got together, and she was a willing party. In fact, I still remember that day. It was my 19th birthday in fact, which was exactly a month after hers.
I'm not sure if I was her first. No. I'm 100% sure I'm not, in fact. But that doesn't mean that she didn't experience many... firsts with me.
I do know of her attraction to me, and I am not one to hide my lust for her.
Contrary to what many of our friends might have thought, it did not start because we were drunk. I love clubbing, drinking and girls, but when I'm with her, we can talk for hours. No drinking needed.
Two days before her birthday, I had invited her to my family's private beach. If you're thinking I'm wealthy, you're right. If you think that I have all these money due to my parents, you're also right. But don't think that Lindsay, my beloved Lindie, is with me for my money. For that, you're dead wrong.
We were just having fun, the two of us. I might have lied to her when I told her that all my friends couldn't make it. They could, but as all bros do, they stuck to what I said.
I had made a joke about her, then she retorted with an insult of her own. It was fun like that, and it felt comfortable as usual. We always had such jokes. She giggled, got up and ran. And I chased her.
I managed to catch up with her in the water, and she laughed out loud.
When I turned her around, I noticed it first. Those pink, sexy things.
She looked down at where I was staring at, and she blushed as well. She was so embarrassed and shy, and she looked so sweet at that moment. She quickly tried adjusting her bikini, but I could not take it anymore.
I took hold of her face and kissed her fully on her lips.
It tasted salty, but I loved it.
Things started from there, and we did it right then and there.
It was difficult not to. She was sexy as hell and I was lusting after her. My hands slipped from her face, to her back, and finally I rested it on her butt.
She did not punch me, nor push me away, and I took it as her permission for me to take the next steps.
I kissed her cheeks, then her neck, and while she was enjoying herself, I quickly took off her bikini top before she realized what happened.
"Shhh... Lindie, just trust me..." I said to her, before staring at her breasts. The two glorious looking boobs of hers. I leaned in, stared at her face, and sucked on her nipples.
She moaned. And it sounded perfect.
I rubbed her through her bottoms, until she clung on to me.
"Oh my... Don't stop... Ahhh..."
I could feel her wetness, though that may have been the sea water. We continued making out while I carried her, her legs wrapped around my waist, and we started to head back to my room in the resort right next to where we were.
"Wait... Come to my room in 15 minutes," she told me.
I can't wait, but I decided to respect her wishes, "sure. See you."
After giving her a deep kiss, we parted.
Around 10 minutes later, I was already standing right outside her door, which was actually right opposite of mine.
I knocked at exactly 15 minutes, and heard her call out, "come in, it's not locked."
I did as she said, and saw my Lindie sitting on her bed in a lingerie.
"What?"
"Surprise! I... had actually planned to give myself to you on your birthday, but since this happened... Do you like it?"
"I don't," I told her. Watching her crestfallen face, I smiled, "because I love it."
I jumped on to the bed and gently pushed her down on the bed. Kissing her the whole time. Her soft, luscious lips.
"Why wear that on when I'm going to take it off anyway?" is what I'm thinking, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I kept that thought to myself.
I slowly peeled it off of her while she smiled at me.
When I entered her at last, she was wet and tight. It felt so good.
"You got this wet just from kissing?"
"No silly... it was from... when we were in the water."
Although it was our first time, we switched positions so many times.
It felt great, and perfect.
I love this woman so much.
It was awesome for a year or so. My friends were even shocked that I had stayed with someone for so long. Usually it was up till a month... perhaps there were one or two interesting ones that lasted three or four months. The shortest? One night. It was shocking for them, and getting too mundane for me. I liked change, and excitement. But I didn't want to leave her. I told you, I do love her.
So I talked to her, as we always do. Should we have more adventures?
Somehow, our conclusion led to her sexy photo shoot.
You're welcome.
That's because of me.
She didn't want to betray me, and I wanted to see her being sexy, so a job it is.
After that, to spice things up a little, we tried a little... more daring positions.
It took a little more persuasion than many other adventures we had, but in the end, she came three times.
I also took a photo of us having sex, and did I mention that one of my hobbies was drawing comics? Yes, I draw us. Well, mainly her, but still.
And then one day, we broke up.
She was gone for a long time for work, and we drifted apart. I still loved her, but I started banging other girls just because they came to me. It was back to the routine, except that none of them lasted past a week. My buddies might be worried about me, but I tried to reassure them, and myself, that I was alright without her.
One day, out of nowhere, I received this from her.
I'm not sure if she sent me this trying to spite me, or she had accidentally sent to the wrong guy, thinking it was his number instead. I didn't ask, but it didn't stop me from fantasizing about her again.
Her sexy body, her pouty lips, and me being inside her.
I opened my door, around a year later, and saw her. That pretty Lindie.
"Lindie?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just... I'm so upset with my girlfriend right now, and I don't know who to look for. And then, I thought of you. Can I stay over tonight?"
"Sure." I was surprised. Girlfriend? She's with a girl?
She sat down on the sofa, and we talked. About how she gets into a quarrel with the girlfriend so often, how she feels insecure and how sometimes she regrets getting together with her.
She cried in my arms, and my heart broke.
I made her go to the bathroom to shower and clear her mind. She did, but not before smiling a little and thanking me. That I'm still as sweet as I was years ago, and listen to her complaining. And how she missed talking to me.
I took her clothes, the ones I had kept when we were still together, and went to the guest bedroom.
"Lindie?"
There was no reply. The sound of the water must be too loud.
I went in, planning to leave the robe and underwear on the bed. I noticed that the bathroom door was wide opened, and I saw her showering.
Before I could be caught staring, I quickly left the room.
"Thanks for the clothes. I didn't know you still had them."
"Yeah, well... you never know when it would come in handy, and now it is."
She took a glass of water, but stood there at the counter, looking sad again.
I could not bear looking at her that way, and went to her.
"Lindie," I hugged her from behind.
"Tell you what... Stay here for a few nights. I'll arrange some stuff to get your mind off her."
"Are you talking about sex?"
I was surprised that she was so straightforward now, but I answered truthfully, "yes. Try something you've never done before."
"OK."
The next night was her first surprise. I didn't want to scare her off, so I just invited a friend to watch.
"No touching her, OK?"
"I know. Dude, how many times are you going to tell me?" he had laughed.
It seemed that my worry was unfounded. When we entered the living room, she was already topless, waiting for us.
"Shit, her figure is better than I had imagined."
"You fantasized about me?" Lindie had asked.
"Don't all guys?"
"Come on," she pulled me to her.
I had simply planned on a simple night, maybe some dancing and kissing with an audience. But she wanted him to see us have sex.
So I did as she wished.
I'm not sure if she was comfortable with an audience because she was used to so many people staring at her while she acted in movies, but she enjoyed herself just like the past, when we were still together.
The next day, she got a little more cheerful. Perhaps this sex therapy was really working well.
"So, what's up tonight?"
"No, not tonight. I thought we could take it easy today. Hang out at the beach with some friends."
"Sure."
We were back at my private beach, and we shared a knowing smile like we always do whenever we are there, since this is the place we first had sex.
This time though, unlike the first, she was bold. Together with the other girls, they decided to go topless to tan their skin perfectly.
I could see the guys, including the buddy with us the previous night, ogling at her sexiness the whole time, though I had to laugh when their girlfriends caught them and got upset.
The next night, I invited another guy over to party. Just the three of us.
Lindey, who seemingly loved being topless recently, got comfortable without a top. We could not lose to her like that, so we undressed as well.
She had an arm around each of us, and started purring, "so boys... should we take this party... to my room?"
I got comfortable on the guest bed, while she climbed on top of me.
She started kissing my lips, and our tongues even tried fighting for dominance.
I felt my friend's weight when he came on the bed as well.
"Oh hi you bad boy," Lindie giggled when she felt him squeezing her butt.
She slid my hardness into her, and I groaned.
While she was riding me, my friend played with her breasts and squeezed her nipples. It must've felt great because he got hard soon after.
After she got comfortable, my buddy entered her as well.
Slowly, the pace increased, and my buddy was reaching his limits.
"Ahhh..." He quickly moved and shot his seed into her mouth.
"Thank you for the meal," she joked.
I turned her onto her back, and I began to pound her harder. Faster. Since I was in control now.
I knew how she liked it and no one would be able to say that she was not enjoying herself at the moment.
When I was about to climax as well, I tried pulling out, but her legs held firmly around me.
"No, don't. I'm coming," she moaned, "just shoot inside me. Don't worry, I'm on pills."
I speed up, and she got even louder.
"I'm... I'm... coming!" she screamed, and tightened around me.
I could not hold back any longer, and I shot inside her.
After that night, she got even wilder than before. And of course, she broke up with her girlfriend.
She took on nude photo shoots showing her entire breasts.
She acted in intimate scenes with other men in movies.
However, we still got together once in a while.
I don't think we will get back to our previous relationship anytime soon, most likely never either.
But I still love her.
And I'm sure that she loves me just as much.
So we'll continue to be in each others' lives this way. Our own way.
Even though she is no longer the innocent and sweet young girl, and even though it is most likely my fault, it doesn't matter to me.
She will always be my pretty little Lindsay Lohan.
Lindie, I love you.
She wasn't like that you know.
She wasn't so... for lack of a better word, wild.
When I first saw her, I thought, this chick looks so innocent.
Am I to be blamed? That's a question I would think to myself now at times.
Do I regret it? No. She was of a legal age when we first got together, and she was a willing party. In fact, I still remember that day. It was my 19th birthday in fact, which was exactly a month after hers.
I'm not sure if I was her first. No. I'm 100% sure I'm not, in fact. But that doesn't mean that she didn't experience many... firsts with me.
I do know of her attraction to me, and I am not one to hide my lust for her.
Contrary to what many of our friends might have thought, it did not start because we were drunk. I love clubbing, drinking and girls, but when I'm with her, we can talk for hours. No drinking needed.
Two days before her birthday, I had invited her to my family's private beach. If you're thinking I'm wealthy, you're right. If you think that I have all these money due to my parents, you're also right. But don't think that Lindsay, my beloved Lindie, is with me for my money. For that, you're dead wrong.
We were just having fun, the two of us. I might have lied to her when I told her that all my friends couldn't make it. They could, but as all bros do, they stuck to what I said.
I had made a joke about her, then she retorted with an insult of her own. It was fun like that, and it felt comfortable as usual. We always had such jokes. She giggled, got up and ran. And I chased her.
I managed to catch up with her in the water, and she laughed out loud.
When I turned her around, I noticed it first. Those pink, sexy things.
She looked down at where I was staring at, and she blushed as well. She was so embarrassed and shy, and she looked so sweet at that moment. She quickly tried adjusting her bikini, but I could not take it anymore.
I took hold of her face and kissed her fully on her lips.
It tasted salty, but I loved it.
Things started from there, and we did it right then and there.
It was difficult not to. She was sexy as hell and I was lusting after her. My hands slipped from her face, to her back, and finally I rested it on her butt.
She did not punch me, nor push me away, and I took it as her permission for me to take the next steps.
I kissed her cheeks, then her neck, and while she was enjoying herself, I quickly took off her bikini top before she realized what happened.
"Shhh... Lindie, just trust me..." I said to her, before staring at her breasts. The two glorious looking boobs of hers. I leaned in, stared at her face, and sucked on her nipples.
She moaned. And it sounded perfect.
I rubbed her through her bottoms, until she clung on to me.
"Oh my... Don't stop... Ahhh..."
I could feel her wetness, though that may have been the sea water. We continued making out while I carried her, her legs wrapped around my waist, and we started to head back to my room in the resort right next to where we were.
"Wait... Come to my room in 15 minutes," she told me.
I can't wait, but I decided to respect her wishes, "sure. See you."
After giving her a deep kiss, we parted.
Around 10 minutes later, I was already standing right outside her door, which was actually right opposite of mine.
I knocked at exactly 15 minutes, and heard her call out, "come in, it's not locked."
I did as she said, and saw my Lindie sitting on her bed in a lingerie.
"What?"
"Surprise! I... had actually planned to give myself to you on your birthday, but since this happened... Do you like it?"
"I don't," I told her. Watching her crestfallen face, I smiled, "because I love it."
I jumped on to the bed and gently pushed her down on the bed. Kissing her the whole time. Her soft, luscious lips.
"Why wear that on when I'm going to take it off anyway?" is what I'm thinking, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I kept that thought to myself.
I slowly peeled it off of her while she smiled at me.
When I entered her at last, she was wet and tight. It felt so good.
"You got this wet just from kissing?"
"No silly... it was from... when we were in the water."
Although it was our first time, we switched positions so many times.
It felt great, and perfect.
I love this woman so much.
It was awesome for a year or so. My friends were even shocked that I had stayed with someone for so long. Usually it was up till a month... perhaps there were one or two interesting ones that lasted three or four months. The shortest? One night. It was shocking for them, and getting too mundane for me. I liked change, and excitement. But I didn't want to leave her. I told you, I do love her.
So I talked to her, as we always do. Should we have more adventures?
Somehow, our conclusion led to her sexy photo shoot.
You're welcome.
That's because of me.
She didn't want to betray me, and I wanted to see her being sexy, so a job it is.
After that, to spice things up a little, we tried a little... more daring positions.
It took a little more persuasion than many other adventures we had, but in the end, she came three times.
I also took a photo of us having sex, and did I mention that one of my hobbies was drawing comics? Yes, I draw us. Well, mainly her, but still.
And then one day, we broke up.
She was gone for a long time for work, and we drifted apart. I still loved her, but I started banging other girls just because they came to me. It was back to the routine, except that none of them lasted past a week. My buddies might be worried about me, but I tried to reassure them, and myself, that I was alright without her.
One day, out of nowhere, I received this from her.
I'm not sure if she sent me this trying to spite me, or she had accidentally sent to the wrong guy, thinking it was his number instead. I didn't ask, but it didn't stop me from fantasizing about her again.
Her sexy body, her pouty lips, and me being inside her.
I opened my door, around a year later, and saw her. That pretty Lindie.
"Lindie?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just... I'm so upset with my girlfriend right now, and I don't know who to look for. And then, I thought of you. Can I stay over tonight?"
"Sure." I was surprised. Girlfriend? She's with a girl?
She sat down on the sofa, and we talked. About how she gets into a quarrel with the girlfriend so often, how she feels insecure and how sometimes she regrets getting together with her.
She cried in my arms, and my heart broke.
I made her go to the bathroom to shower and clear her mind. She did, but not before smiling a little and thanking me. That I'm still as sweet as I was years ago, and listen to her complaining. And how she missed talking to me.
I took her clothes, the ones I had kept when we were still together, and went to the guest bedroom.
"Lindie?"
There was no reply. The sound of the water must be too loud.
I went in, planning to leave the robe and underwear on the bed. I noticed that the bathroom door was wide opened, and I saw her showering.
Before I could be caught staring, I quickly left the room.
"Thanks for the clothes. I didn't know you still had them."
"Yeah, well... you never know when it would come in handy, and now it is."
She took a glass of water, but stood there at the counter, looking sad again.
I could not bear looking at her that way, and went to her.
"Lindie," I hugged her from behind.
"Tell you what... Stay here for a few nights. I'll arrange some stuff to get your mind off her."
"Are you talking about sex?"
I was surprised that she was so straightforward now, but I answered truthfully, "yes. Try something you've never done before."
"OK."
The next night was her first surprise. I didn't want to scare her off, so I just invited a friend to watch.
"No touching her, OK?"
"I know. Dude, how many times are you going to tell me?" he had laughed.
It seemed that my worry was unfounded. When we entered the living room, she was already topless, waiting for us.
"Shit, her figure is better than I had imagined."
"You fantasized about me?" Lindie had asked.
"Don't all guys?"
"Come on," she pulled me to her.
I had simply planned on a simple night, maybe some dancing and kissing with an audience. But she wanted him to see us have sex.
So I did as she wished.
I'm not sure if she was comfortable with an audience because she was used to so many people staring at her while she acted in movies, but she enjoyed herself just like the past, when we were still together.
The next day, she got a little more cheerful. Perhaps this sex therapy was really working well.
"So, what's up tonight?"
"No, not tonight. I thought we could take it easy today. Hang out at the beach with some friends."
"Sure."
We were back at my private beach, and we shared a knowing smile like we always do whenever we are there, since this is the place we first had sex.
This time though, unlike the first, she was bold. Together with the other girls, they decided to go topless to tan their skin perfectly.
I could see the guys, including the buddy with us the previous night, ogling at her sexiness the whole time, though I had to laugh when their girlfriends caught them and got upset.
The next night, I invited another guy over to party. Just the three of us.
Lindey, who seemingly loved being topless recently, got comfortable without a top. We could not lose to her like that, so we undressed as well.
She had an arm around each of us, and started purring, "so boys... should we take this party... to my room?"
I got comfortable on the guest bed, while she climbed on top of me.
She started kissing my lips, and our tongues even tried fighting for dominance.
I felt my friend's weight when he came on the bed as well.
"Oh hi you bad boy," Lindie giggled when she felt him squeezing her butt.
She slid my hardness into her, and I groaned.
While she was riding me, my friend played with her breasts and squeezed her nipples. It must've felt great because he got hard soon after.
After she got comfortable, my buddy entered her as well.
Slowly, the pace increased, and my buddy was reaching his limits.
"Ahhh..." He quickly moved and shot his seed into her mouth.
"Thank you for the meal," she joked.
I turned her onto her back, and I began to pound her harder. Faster. Since I was in control now.
I knew how she liked it and no one would be able to say that she was not enjoying herself at the moment.
When I was about to climax as well, I tried pulling out, but her legs held firmly around me.
"No, don't. I'm coming," she moaned, "just shoot inside me. Don't worry, I'm on pills."
I speed up, and she got even louder.
"I'm... I'm... coming!" she screamed, and tightened around me.
I could not hold back any longer, and I shot inside her.
After that night, she got even wilder than before. And of course, she broke up with her girlfriend.
She took on nude photo shoots showing her entire breasts.
She acted in intimate scenes with other men in movies.
However, we still got together once in a while.
I don't think we will get back to our previous relationship anytime soon, most likely never either.
But I still love her.
And I'm sure that she loves me just as much.
So we'll continue to be in each others' lives this way. Our own way.
Even though she is no longer the innocent and sweet young girl, and even though it is most likely my fault, it doesn't matter to me.
She will always be my pretty little Lindsay Lohan.
Lindie, I love you.
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