Literotic asexstories – Coming to America by ExpatInParadise,ExpatInParadise
Nobody in this story was underage when they had sex.
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Luisa was born into a moderately wealthy family in Monterrey, Mexico. Her family converted from the Catholic Church to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (the Mormon Church) when she was four years old, so she didn’t really remember anything else. She was raised to be a good wife and mother, and was taught that was where her interests should be. When she was in high school, her father was made the bishop of their local LDS ward, which meant that everybody in their area looked to their family for examples.
Luisa was a good student as well as a good Mormon daughter. She wanted to go to university, but she wanted to find a good Mormon man to marry while she was there, and there was only one place she could think of where she could do that: Brigham Young University (BYU) in Utah. She talked to her father about it, and he helped her to apply. To attend BYU, she would have to get a student visa, for which she would need to be accepted by the university for admission first. It was a long process, but Luisa had her acceptance letter and her visa before the start of the fall trimester at BYU.
Her father got her an airline ticket to Salt Lake City, and then she would have to take the light rail train to Provo. He gave her a contact number that he had arranged to take her and her luggage to her dorm at BYU. He also paid for her first year of tuition, a year at the dorm, and a full-meal pass, which allowed her to eat anytime she was hungry at any one of the university’s cafeterias. She had a credit card for any books, fees and miscellaneous expenses she would need.
Her flight went smoothly: from Monterrey to San Antonio and from San Antonio to Salt Lake City. The US had an immigration entry point at the Monterrey airport, so she didn’t have to go through immigration in San Antonio. That was good because she only had a short layover before her flight to Salt Lake City. Even all of her luggage arrived with her in Salt Lake City.
She bought a SIM for her phone (and installed it), caught the train, and called the contact number when she was about halfway to Provo. A van was waiting for her at the light rail terminal, and the driver had a sign with her name. He helped her to get all of her luggage off the train and onto a cart to take to the van.
The first thing she noticed was how cute the driver was. She introduced herself and asked how her father knew to call him. He introduced himself as Joe Worthington, and told her that their fathers had met at the last World Church Conference in Salt Lake City the year before. Her father had asked his father to make sure that she arrived safely at her dorm at BYU, which his father then assigned to Joe. He told her that he was actually very happy to pick up such a beautiful girl at the train station. She blushed.
For anybody who doesn’t know, Provo is a city that is built at the side of a mountain, with the BYU campus situated high on a ridge that extends off the side of the mountain. It has a great view of the valley. Today’s van ride wasn’t for sightseeing, though, and it only took them minutes to reach her dorm.
Once again Joe helped her carry her luggage, which she could never have carried on her own, into the dorm, and after she checked in at the office, up to her room. She was lucky enough to have a room to herself (thank you, Papa), so they were able to fit everything into the room.
“Luisa?” Joe asked. “Would you like me to show you around campus in a little while?”
Luisa had hoped that she would get to know Joe better, so she jumped at the chance. “Yes, please. What time?”
“How about noon?” he queried. “That will give you a couple of hours to sort your stuff out, and we can make our first stop at the main cafeteria for the dorms. I’m sure you are getting hungry.”
“That would be wonderful,” she replied. “I will meet you down in the front lobby.”
“OK, but you need to know that most boys are not allowed inside the front door of the dorm. I am one of the few exceptions because my father is in charge of Standards at BYU and everybody knows who I am. I can pretty much go anywhere I want on campus, especially now, when classes don’t start until next week. If you date other boys, they will have to stick to the rules.”
Luisa blushed at her own thoughts and asked, “So, how do things change next week when classes are in session?”
“Well,” he replied. “This is a girls-only dorm. That means that no boys or men are allowed inside, and if one is allowed in, then the dorm monitors must announce that there is a man on the floor, so no girls come into the hall not fully dressed. Don’t worry, though. Boys and men are seldom allowed in the dorm.”
“OK,” she replied. “I’ll see you at noon.” Joe left and Luisa busied herself with getting everything put away in her dresser and closet as well as the things in and on her desk. She even had time to take a quick shower before lunch. It was a nice day, so Luisa wore a nice, modest sundress for her campus tour with Joe.
“Wow!” Joe proclaimed when she came into the lobby. “Every boy that sees you with me is going to be jealous.”
She blushed again. It seemed like she might blush a lot if she was going to be with Joe. “Thank you, Joe. I’m not that pretty,” she said.
May I beg to differ,” he replied. “You are the hottest girl I have seen on campus, and this is my fourth year.”
“Oh my,” she replied and blushed even more. “How old are you?”
Joe smiled, “I’ve been on a mission, and I am a senior, so I am 24. Is that too old?”
“No,” she stated. “That is perfect.” She didn’t complete her thought, that a husband should be older than his wife so he can guide her through life. She was already picturing Joe guiding her through life.
Joe took her to the cafeteria, where they talked a lot. Both of them knew a lot more about the other once lunch was finished. Joe wanted to know what it was like growing up in Monterrey, Mexico as a Mormon. Luisa wanted to know what it was like growing up at BYU.
In the end, they decided that they had a lot in common, even though they had grown up so far apart. They were both the youngest child in their families, which meant that everybody in their families had watched over and directed their every move. Joe told her that his first taste of freedom was when he went on his mission, which seemed funny, since missionaries were so closely watched.
After lunch, Joe took her around the campus and showed her through many of the buildings. She was, of course, most interested in the Home Economics building, since that would be her planned major. She told Joe, “I want to learn how to be a better wife and mother.”
Joe laughed. “I’m fairly sure you already learned everything you need to know about that at your mother’s knee, but education is still a good thing, if it doesn’t get in the way of your actual life goals. Far too many girls, even here at BYU, get so wrapped up in themselves and their education that they forget that being a good wife and mother is the highest calling the can strive for.”
“I don’t think I could ever forget that,” she replied. It would be going against everything I have ever been taught. I really want to be a good wife and mother. It is everything that I care about.”
“Wow!” Joe exclaimed. “Will you marry me?”
She immediately replied, “Yes. I will.”
“Hahaha,” he laughed. “I was only kidding.”
“I wasn’t,” she replied.
Joe was astonished. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”
“I do now,” she replied. Luisa wanted to be with Joe more than she had ever wanted anything.
“Then I guess we will need to start planning for our wedding,” he said while shaking his head. Was she serious, he wondered? Joe had never pictured himself being beside such a stunningly beautiful woman. If she was serious, and actually wanted to marry him, then he would be the luckiest man in the world. It already felt like they had known each other their whole lives, and he suddenly realized that he loved this girl. He loved Luisa.
He took her to the steps at the southwest corner of the campus that go down into the city. There were seldom any students here, since most students were too lazy to take the stairs. He swung her around to face him. “If you are serious about getting married, then kiss me.”
“I don’t know how,” she replied. “But I will follow your lead if you kiss me first.”
So, he kissed her. Public displays of affection (PDA) were not allowed on-campus at BYU, but nobody was around, so he took the chance. First of all, he couldn’t believe how sweet her mouth was, and he was amazed that she allowed his tongue into her mouth. The kiss lasted for several minutes until a girl passed them on the stairs and declared, “Get a room.”
“Well,” he said. “I guess I need to introduce my fiancée to my father. Are you ready to meet him?”
“Yes,” she replied. “Do I look OK?”
“If you didn’t look OK, I would have told you back at the dorm,” he stated. Your dress is beautiful. Since it has short sleeves and shoulders, no rules are being broken, so I would be proud to introduce you to my father.”
“Father,” Joe began. “I would like to introduce you to my fiancée, Luisa Gardenia Sanchez. Luisa, I would like to introduce you to my father, John Worthington”
“Did you say fiancée?” his father queried. “Luisa’s father and I thought something like this might happen, but neither of us guessed that it would happen so quickly, so sit down and tell me what made you decide to get married so quickly.”
Joe started, “I feel like I have known her throughout eternity. I have never felt that with a woman before.”
Luisa nodded. “I fell in love with Joe the first time I saw him at the train station. It felt like I had found somebody I had been looking for since I was born. I’m sure that Joe was only kidding when he asked me to marry him, but I said ‘Yes’ and I was serious.”
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