Two years had passed since I last saw my first true love. Kim had aged rapidly after experiencing her second stroke. An outgoing, beautiful, full of life, Hispanic woman, ten years my senior, had lost her will to live and no longer wanted anyone but her immediate family to see her as this frail woman.

That included me thirty-five years earlier when she gracefully took my virginity and first showed me the many real pleasures of love.
She was my first true love.

Kim was estranged from her alcoholic husband and in need of comfort, love, and unending devotion.

Our love affair spanned four years until I could no longer remain a hidden lover in her life. I so wanted to let the world know of my passion for this woman, the excitement she brought to my everyday existence, the excitement I felt being one with her when we made love, or just held each other's hand when no one was looking.

This one night a friend shared a text sent by her oldest daughters that Kim had taken her last breath of life earlier that morning and was now at peace in Heaven, finally free of her frail body.

Just decades before, that sexy, beautiful body was making passionate love to me in a way that I have not experienced since. It wasn't until much later that I realized just how deeply my one and only soul mate loved me.

With Kim no longer in this world, it hit me that I could never again see her in person. I would not be able to look at those soft brown eyes that could look unto my being and see me for who I was. I could be a strong and confident man in many ways, naïve and insecure boy in other ways.

Overall, I was the gentleman who fell head over heels in love with her and gave her new courage to forge ahead after our breakup following our initial affair.

Such a sense of loneliness fell upon me. Deep sadness, and regretted my loss. My mind began to recall many things that Kim and I did, the places we visited, and the words we shared, both public and private.

As soon as one event popped into my head, it was followed by another and then another. Soon my body tensed up, my breathing became heavy, and I could hear my heartbeat in my head. I tried to distract myself by watching some dumb TV show to no avail.

Minutes became hours, for I could not calm down enough to fall asleep. I started to surf the web, look at old emails, anything to get my mind off Kim, at least for a night's rest.

Just as I came to terms that this would be a sleepless night, someone at a favorite site I frequent reached out to me out of the blue, suggesting that we might want to connect as friends.

Lynn messaged me that she had come across my profile and thought we might have some common interests. I accepted the kind offer of friendship from this perfect but seemingly caring stranger. I could not understand what she saw in me but welcomed her company to squelch some of my loneliness.

Our chat exchanges finally migrated to what our interests were in Lush. Lynn had observed that I tend to follow attractive, sexy women. My favorite pictures were seductive.

She asked, “If she could share some that she enjoyed viewing?”

I responded, ”Of course," finding the whole exchange intriguing.

Soon Lynn was sending me very erotic pictures, more suggestive in nature, just the type that I favored all along.

She then asked, “If all this was affecting me?”

I replied, ”Of course.”

I was getting hard by the minute.

Lynn asked, “If I wanted to continue.”

I swallowed hard to type my emphatic yes, reaching into my pants to grasp my growing member.

I tried to type my responses to her, to which Lynn suggested that I just lay back, enjoy the show and do what comes naturally to me.

She would do all the talking through her chats and images. Each picture and video more vivid, more suggestive than the previous one, quickening that pace, somehow sensing a buildup within me.

Well, it did not take too long before I exploded all over myself with such intensity.

So much pent-up anxiety and stress were finally set free. I felt such peace and calm that I have not experienced for some time. I couldn't wait to tell Lynn that I had cum and thank her for the pleasure and tranquility her sex show gave me.

In a most caring manner, she responded with genuine care by saying, "Shh, relax dear, don't say anything, just let it flow through your body and enjoy the moment. Let me know when your body has fully relaxed, and your heartbeat slowed down. I will be here waiting for you. Take your time.”

It was then in this new welcome state of euphoria that I understood what had happened. My first love, my most genuine love of my life, had sent me an Angel from Heaven to calm and nurture me, bring me out of my sense of loneliness, and fill my soul with her never-ending love for me. As she did for me decades before, Kim was working her magic again through Lynn, who now cared for me in this present world as I had enjoyed in our past.

I reached out to Lynn, wanting to thank her for this thrilling experience and say that I was finally at peace and could fall asleep, content with what we shared. She was happy to be there for me and wished me sweet dreams.

Just as Kim had done so often before, I realized that I would no longer feel alone, for I was loved by Lynn, my new and beautiful Angel.

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Thank you for reading my very first story here at Lush