JUNEMy mind was filled with thoughts of my uncle throughout the day. I couldn't even concentrate on my studies. I was guilty — I swear, it's written on my face.Despite how cold I was to Kristen, he was still treating me well, trying to get closer to me. And here I am, acting like a spoiled brat because I wanted to show him that I've grown.But where did that leave me?With my heart unable to heal.It was a long day for me. One that made me think of the right approach to this. Perhaps, I was trying to solve things the wrong way.I didn't call him like he asked me to. I took a cab home, but that was after I went grocery shopping. I had a 180 turn after a deep thought about my uncle.I've decided to make dinner tonight as a silent apology. Since I don't know much about meal varieties, I decided to make Italian fried rice and beef Salad with macaroni.I watched a video on how to make it online, and I got busy. I changed out of my clothes and wore a loose gown, tying my hair up, I coveted
KRISTEN June did not say anything and it wasn't helping the jumble of anxiety tying strings around my guts."Doll, talk to me," I begged and scooted closer. Her hands, which were in mine, slightly quivered. It felt like she wanted to pull back and keep her hands in mine at the same time. I've never seen June so conflicted in my entire life.I had a meeting that afternoon and was completely bamboozled with official responsibilities that took my time—and peace of mind—such that I forgot I was supposed to pick her up. Was that why she was mad? Or... did Edith's voice over the call... I sighed."I had a meeting with a company today," I started slowly, even though she didn't ask. "They needed our services." I didn't bother breaking it down because June knows specifically what my company do. Hell, she used to come there a lot, until... well, until her teenage stubbornness began. "As a trusted and hardworking employee, Edith had to go with me. I had planned to hand the job of replying to my
KRISTEN June ate with a familiar look of anxiety in her eyes, one I had seen before.It was the same look she had after her first time of the month. The universe had decided that it would happen on a day she was undoubtedly dressed in nothing but white.White shorts. White shirts. White shoes and headband.I'm still grateful because, for one, it didn't happen on the school premises or during the basketball game; and she didn't freak out (else I might have run mad).I clearly remember the first panicked yell that tore out of my guts before my mushy brain put two and two together... I was concerned and embarrassed; she was anxious. Nobody prepared me for that day. Edith was the one I ran to the following morning for help with pads and what to do if it came again. Amidst chuckles, she helped me even though she knew nothing about June at that time... There was this look of anxiety in June's eyes. She had probably thought that she was... dying... Just like she always thought during the
JUNECould this be really happening?I stared at him as he said those words, dazed not only by the kiss but by the words I never expected to hear from him. Not in a million years. He placed both hands on my cheeks and brought my face closer, placing his forehead on mine as he stared into my eyes, a smile tugging the sides of his face. I expected him to kiss me since that was what his words implied, but instead of doing that, he pecked me on my forehead. “You look just like her,” he whispered so low I had to strain my hearing. “Like who?” I pursed my lips. “My mum?” I asked, knowing she was the one he was likely thinking of.Shocked, he gave me a look, shook his head and leaned down to capture my lips with his, sealing my question. Letting the matter drop at that moment, I wrapped my hands around his neck, and brought his face closer, kissing him with a vigour that surprised me. His tongue snaked into my mouth, seeking dominance, which I gave up easily, not in the mood to play. K
JUNE“Just forget about him, Kristen,” I leaned down and sucked his right ear into my mouth. “Though he was the first man I ever had sex with, you are the only one I've kissed. And this,” I pecked him on his mouth before I went down once more, knelt and placed my hand on his shaft. “You are the only man I will ever kiss here,” I smiled up at him. His breath hitched when I slowly lowered the zip of his trousers, trying to act like a professional when I was nothing but an amateur. Oddly enough, doing this felt familiar, but I could have sworn I hadn't done this before. Yet, it felt like I'd done it countless times. He placed his hand on mine, when I made to touch his boxer brief, prompting me to look at him with a confused expression on my face. “What's wrong, Kristen?” I pursed my lips, frowning at him. “I hope you are not thinking of stopping me.” I glared daggers at him, wondering why he had such bad timings. “No, I'm not,” he shook his head. “I just wish to confirm that you know
JUNEHe did so, tentatively at first and then a little more firmly. He snaked his tongue out and licked around my nipple, causing a gasp to escape me. I clenched my fist and arched my back, crying out when he bit down hard on my left nipple. “Fuck, Kristen!” I growled at him, crying out when his fingers went down until they got to my navel. He stroked it, still sucking my nipple.My pussy contracted, and my stomach clenched violently. Not even the night I spent with Mark can be compared to this. “How do you feel having your uncle's mouth on your nipples?” he asked with a smile, still sucking my left nipple as his hand went lower until it reached my panties, which were soaked with arousal.“Isn't someone being a bad girl?” he asked, slipping his index into my pussy. I gasped, arching my back, and gripping my toes tightly. “You taught me how to be a bad girl,” I smirked, licking my lips as I sat up. Though he had removed his mouth from my nipple, his fingers remained in my pussy.I
KRISTEN It felt like a dream... You know the feeling of those elucidating night visions that come with the impression of being asleep and awake at the same time...Our eyes never broke contact.I grabbed both of her legs on my shoulder to be certain I wasn't in a dream. Her legs, wide and submissive, exposed the bud in the centre... my source of interest...I would go into her, sliding my cock against the walls of her tight pussy, basking in the womanly warmth and desire swelling June's buds to an inferno..."I need you to know what we are going to do," I said hoarsely. "There may be no going back.""Did I tell you I want us to go back from this?" She bit her bottom lip, her hair a beautiful mass around her head. Her lips were slightly parted, releasing wasps of air. "I don't want to go back from this.""I don't want to too," I leaned in to kiss her, the feel of my dick against her stomach sending sparks into my body. "I will be gentle," I whispered against her ear.She moaned and dr
KRISTEN She gasped.My brain registered what had happened when I felt the soft flesh of her clit pressing against my crotch.Instantly, I drew back to pull out of her, but her grip on my waist didn't slack."I'm fine," she said, cradling my face and whispering, "Oh my God, you are so big.""I don't want you in pain."She must have noticed the concern in my eyes. "I am not in pain, Kristen. I feel... full, stretched... and it seems your dick is touching my heart."At that, I laughed and kissed her. "I am going to move now.""Fuck me."I was already moving before her invitation. Knowing that I shouldn't cause her any form of pain, I moved slowly. June's moans sounded with every movement I made.A soft bounce."Mhm..."A little dive."Ahhhhh..."A long stroke."Hmmm..."Her moans increased with an increase in my thrusts."You seem to be taking me well," I panted, my hips moving on their own accord. "I can feel you tightly wrapped around my dick... You're fucking tight.""All for your pl