"It doesn't look likely at this point.""Good. I thought about you all day.""What did you think about?" I pulled the blanket up and settled back into the couch.He blushed. "I find you very attractive, but if that was all it was, I wouldn't have said anything. You confuse me sometimes, but I like the mystery so far. There's strength in you that I didn't expect at first. You seem to know what you want in life and you work hard at school.""Of course I'm strong. How did I manage to fight the men off all these years?" He chuckled, but I was curious about his comment. "Why didn't you really think I was strong?""I don't know, I just misjudged you, I guess. You seemed tense and irritable, but then when you warmed up it was like I'd known you my whole life. I loved playing Wii with you. Even though we both know you're better than me at Mario Kart, you played along with me pretending otherwise.""That was fun. That's when I started feeling things, at least until I caught you staring at my c
"So you'd like me to help you learn?" His face was red now, too."Yes! I feel safe with you. I don't know why, but I really like you. I just have no idea what I'm doing." I leaned forward and took his hand. "I'm fascinated by your body and curious about your mind, but I want to know your heart, too. If I'd just wanted someone to fuck me, I could have let that happen a hundred different times. I want something more than that. Does this make any sense?""Yes, I feel the same way, and I'm sorry if I moved too fast the other night."I squeezed his hand and let it go, leaning back against the couch. "That was perfect, though. I'm the one that messed that up when I freaked out. I want to do more after my girl issues are gone.""How long will that be?""Usually five days.""For the record, periods don't bother me. It's not a fetish or anything, but it doesn't freak me out," he said casually, then picked up his tablet and swiped his unlock code."I'd like to wait, though. I can't imagine my f
across my mons. My legs parted and I pushed myself against his hand while my own fingers gripped his arm again to guide him. "Yes," I whispered.When his slick fingers moved my lips apart and slipped inside me, my whole body shuddered. I couldn't close my eyes or look away from his face, I just kept thinking, he's going to be inside me. He traced around between my lips, making me arch my back and when he slowly slipped a single finger all the way in, I cried out, "Yes! Oh, God, yes."He made a small circular motion with his thumb just above my lips. I was frozen until I got used to the sensation. He watched as I relaxed, licking his lips. "Slower," I whispered and released my death grip on his arm. "That's it. Just like that. Don't stop. Please."His finger moved inside me massaging in the opposite direction from his thumb on the outside. I released the breath I'd been holding in as a shuddered moan. Then I began to chant, "Yes, yes, yes..."The tempo was slow and easy, no more than a
I woke up alone and much later than normal. The shower was running, so I knew John was up. After stretching and scratching, I yawned my way into the bathroom.The light from the frosted glass window cast his shadow against the thin shower curtain. Seeing it should have made me shy, but he had given me more than just a physical release. He'd also set me free from something dark inside me that had kept me alone and afraid for years. It was liberating in a way I had never experienced before and made me feel giddy.Giggling, I pulled down my panties and sat on the toilet. "Sorry, I need to pee." I rolled up the panty liner and threw it away, then kicked my panties off completely.John chuckled from behind the curtain. "Good morning to you, too."There was a gap at my end of the shower curtain and I could see him soaping himself a little too vigorously. "Hey, are you jerking it?"He sighed and immediately slowed down. "I've been a little pent up lately."I was so curious about what he look
With his shaft only inches from my face, I had the urge to lick him like an ice cream cone. On impulse, I leaned forward and slowly licked the soft spot, where the head met the shaft. All at once, the base of his shaft quivered in my hand and he reached up to grab hold of the towel rack for support."Yes," he groaned.A clear liquid leaked from his opening and on impulse again, I moved forward and extended my tongue for a quick taste. I was rewarded with a moan as he shuddered again. It didn't taste bad, not too different from my own slick arousal.When his breathing became more labored, I sat back so I could see the final result of my efforts. His balls were no longer sitting loose in his sack. Instead, they were pulling up toward his body. The clear fluid pooled on the top, dripping down his shaft, and making my hands slide easily against his skin. When he held his breath again, I watched as he strained, turning his face red."Now," he panted. "Oh, yes. Oh, Kate..." He held onto the
When I'd dressed, I put our laundry in the wash and found my cup of coffee near my spot on the couch. He wore jeans and an Old Dominion sweat-shirt, but was still barefoot. I sipped my coffee and looked at him over the rim. He was so handsome. One hand was holding his head up and the other held his tablet. I grabbed my phone and snapped a picture before he could move."I heard that.""So, you're gorgeous. I wanted a picture of you sitting that way.""Shoot away, my dear," he said then made a silly face for the camera while I took another."Do you want to go to the mall?""What time is it?""One o'clock. Let me finish my coffee and we'll go get something to eat, my treat!""Sounds good to me," he said, sitting up and stretching. "I'd better get my shoes and coat on, then."We took John's car and he held my hand after we got out of the neighborhood. Before, when I'd had boyfriends, I was always so nervous about affectionate displays. Some had been too clingy, others so distant I didn't
He smiled. "I'm glad it helped.""Did it ever! It's never been this light on the second day before and I've not had a single cramp since I woke up. Thank you for being patient with me. I'm still trying to process everything that's happened.""I'm serious, you set the pace. I'm just happy to spend time with you.""So, obviously you have more experience than me. Can I ask...""My first time?" he said, finishing for me."Yes." Now it was my turn to blush. "Don't feel like you need to give me the gory details. I'm not sure I want to imagine you with someone else right now.""My first time wasn't so great. I was fourteen. It happened at the cast party, after our big musical my freshman year. Did you ever see The Jerk?""The one with Steve Martin?""Yeah, it kinda happened like him and that biker chick. One of the girls who had worked backstage decided I was her boyfriend. She was sixteen-years-old and cute, so I wasn't exactly complaining. The cast party was at someone's house and there'd
"You look wonderful in that. Will you turn around for me?" The pants were snug without looking uncomfortable. The shirt was a perfect fit, and he'd tied the sleeves of the sweater around his neck. "You look like a model right out of a magazine."He came closer to me and looked down into my eyes. "I want to kiss you right now.""We can't. Steph has been spying on us since we came in here." My eyes were drawn to his lips; I wanted to kiss him too.He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "This is gonna be harder than I thought."I nodded and reached out to hook his pinky with mine, but the silly grin wouldn't leave my face. "I kinda like it though. It's like smelling a good dinner cooking all afternoon. It makes the meal so much better."He drew my hand discreetly across the front of his pants. I could feel the heat coming through the fabric. He whispered, "I'm getting hungry again.""I can see that," I said with a laugh. "Let me clip off the tags and you can wear that out. Go get y
Between his looks and his heavy money, Riccardo Bainchi could have anybody on this planet. He had gone out with plenty of women who were half his age without wrinkles and stretch marks, those who could still give him kids.I had dedicated my life to him, had given up all hopes and dreams I had because the money was nice and he treated me better than some of the other jobs I had in my teens. I never got a college education so the opportunities had always been limited. I had nothing to offer him.Before I could voice any of those concerns, he was at my side. He took my chin in his hand, pulled me closer to him, and kissed me hard on the mouth. I stiffened in his hold for a brief moment, wondering if this was all some sort of… joke.But Riccardo didn’t make jokes, especially not with me.“Riccardo,” I whispered between kisses. “Wh-What are you doing?”He seized my waist and lifted me onto the table, almost immediately dropping to his knees between my thighs. I leaned my arms back on the
Riccardo Bianchi scrolledthrough his phone at the head of the dining table with an empty glass of whiskey in front of him. After wiping down the kitchen counter, I refilled the glass, my hand trembling from the nerves zipping through me right now.I had worked for the Bianchi Family for nearly thirty years and had never asked for a night off because I had never quite needed it before now. Riccardo gave me more than enough time during the week to spend my days doing whatever I wanted with his dirty money.But I wanted to go out Friday night with a man I had met at the grocery store. He had worked there for the past five years, but I had never gotten the courage to talk to him besides some desperate little smiles here and there.“What’s wrong?” Riccardo asked.“N-Nothing!” I said too quicklyHe grabbed my shaky hand, stopping me from pouring any more. “Ophelia.”Sucking in a breath, I placed the bottle of alcohol down on the counter and hurried toward the front of the table to distance
She turned off the buzzing toy and climbed up next to me. Her breath smelled like beer and my musk, but I didn't care. I kissed her, holding her face between my hands. She opened her mouth and sucked my tongue between her teeth. "I want you to fuck me with your fingers while you kiss me," she said.I found her wet and open when my fingers reached her mons. I pressed her back against the pillows and kissed her with abandon. She began to move against my palm, making quiet mewing sounds as I rubbed up and down. Every kiss was open, every bite a tease. I ground myself against her side, while my fingers slid along and between her slit.She was holding back. I could tell she didn't want it to be over too soon. I began to kiss her neck and ears, enjoying her biting my shoulder as I worked her closer to the edge. She began to hold her breath, just like John had when he got close. I grabbed her hair and pulled to expose her neck as she had done to me."Oh, fuck yes," she whispered as I licked
I hadn't been entirely honest with Jules. She was the only woman I'd ever thought of sexually. There were a few times when my imaginary lover grew softer curves and longer hair. It was usually after I'd woken from a dream and I couldn't sleep again without finding release. In those drowsy moments, as my fingers rubbed, it was her breasts I touched, and her mouth I kissed. And when my release came, it was her name I whispered. I was ashamed I hadn't told her.Admitting it in my journal didn't change the way I felt about John. Being with him was satisfying in ways that being with Jules couldn't replace. I loved his rough skin when he didn't shave. I loved holding onto his strong shoulders as he entered me. I loved the way he called my name when he emptied himself into me. John and I had connected so powerfully that I now feared losing him as much as I did Jules. It was hard to believe I'd only known him two weeks.I'd fallen for someone wonderful, my best friend had become something mor
Jules spoke before I had a chance to say anything. "She's my wife. It doesn't matter how old she is."Now he looked even more skeptical. "Ya'll are married?" he asked, his tone implying he didn't believe her.I was confused and turned to ask her what she was doing, but Jules reached around my shoulders and pulled me close. She kissed me, moving her mouth against mine and knocking all other thoughts out of my head. I forgot everything as she took my breath away. She stopped after a few lovely moments and turned back to him. "See?"His eyes opened wide as he licked his lips. "Uh, fine. You're married," he said. Then he turned to go back to the bar, looking back over his shoulder at us twice as he went.I was hot suddenly and took off my coat. "That was unexpected.""You wanted a beer, didn't you?""Yes," I agreed, putting my coat down next to me on the seat. "That was ... wow."When he brought over the beers and sat them down in front of us, he asked, "Ya'll want me to run a tab?""Can
"Anyway, he started asking more and more questions. I could tell he was worried about me moving too fast. He tried to make you seem like some backwoods gold digger and I nearly popped him in the mouth for it," he said, sounding angry with his words clipped short."He just doesn't know me. Jules is worried you just want someone to hook up with that won't complicate your life on campus.""Fuck 'em both, then." he said with a grim laugh."I need to tell you something," I said, but he didn't seem to hear me."Look, you don't know everything that's happened over the last couple of years. Mike's been a good friend. He's helped me get through some serious shit. Even so, you don't have to worry about him changing my mind. I've never felt like this about anyone before. Let them worry. You still trust me, don't you?""Yes.""Then hang tough, only four more weeks and I'll be there. I may even bring the bastard along to put this shit to rest. Hey, maybe we could set him up with Jules?""We can tr
"You mean, John..." She trailed off for a second. "Wait, he took your virginity and all he gave you for Christmas was a fucking calendar?""That calendar was his promise to me. He's coming back in four weeks, with more trips to follow! If you hadn't flown off the fucking handle, I'd have told you--""Oh my God, you can't start dating your cousin! What would I tell Susan?""Why the hell not? It's not like we're actually related or did you forget that part?" When she didn't say anything right away, I took advantage and tried to catch my breath. Glancing back at Jules, I found her standing in the doorway of the closet with the strangest look on her face."You still could've told me, Kate," said Mom, sounding much calmer, but my frustration was beyond my control."Yes, I could have, but with the way you've reacted so far, I'm not sure it would have turned out any different.""Just come home. I've been worried sick about you. I haven't been able to sleep since you left."I laughed out loud
Niro's looked a little like a brown house from the outside, but the interior featured a green and white theme with garish accents in yellow and red. We lined up and ordered our dogs, taking seats in the crowded dining room. Mine was fully loaded with tomatoes, pickles, peppers, and onions, and I knew I'd pay for it later, but I hadn't been able to resist my favorite. Jules had hers with everything except the onions."You're going to regret that later," I said.She looked up at me, puzzled. "What?""Not eating onions." I looked at her with a wicked grin. It was still so odd to see her and want to kiss her. I kept thinking of her as my friend, but then my racing heart would correct me every time I looked at her."I don't mind onion breath." Picking up a single fry, she slipped it between her lips seductively, and whispered, "As long as it's yours."I could feel my face grow hot and had to look away for a moment. When her foot slid up my calf, I chuckled. "You'd better eat fast. I'm alre
The hunger I felt for her couldn't stop my mind from comparing our bodies. My own lips were smaller, and my sensitive nub didn't protrude like hers did. Her flavor was amazing, coppery and bright with an almost electric spark. I'd tasted my own arousal before, but this was like drinking lightning from the clouds. Her wetness spread along my lips and cheeks as she began to moan. When she reached her peak, she was completely still, but her thighs trembled against my face. After she'd cried out, her pulsing finish triggered another fit of giggles as she pushed my face away. I kissed her fingers when she put them under my chin to pull me up."Stop, too intense," she said. "Come here and kiss me. Was that enough to blot out the bad memory?"I was feeling greedy. "No, but it was a good start."When I snuggled down next to her again, we looked into each other's eyes. "It makes a difference when it's you," she murmured, seeming surprised, and it puzzled me."Did you imagine it wouldn't?""I'v