As it Happened Chapter 6, a short story by mgibson55. Date added: 2012-07-19. Times viewed: 2594.
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I lied there next to him trying to think of a possible answer. It wouldn’t bother me if I was his girl after all it is what I wanted for who knows how long.
“So what do you say Em, about being my girl?” What else could I say? Maybe let me think about it.
“Erik… I think that…we should be together, but why wait till after I gave you all of me?” I asked.
“Because, I needed to know if you trusted me enough for one to let me do that to you, and two I was trying to find a time to ask you and I mean us both laying here naked on top of messy sheets because we just made love couldn’t be a more perfect time for me to ask you. I didn’t really think you would say no to being my girl or would you have said no to me?”
“Erik, I would have never said no to you after doing this amazing thing with you.”
“So is that a yes?” he asked, fishing for my definite answer. I nodded. “Yes.” And he kissed me. Here we had just made love and now he was getting me all turned on and wet again. I moaned into his mouth.
“You’re getting me all hot and turned on again.” I said as I broke our kiss.
He moaned as his hand went to my neck and gently pushed me towards him into another kiss. We were still naked and he had just taken the condom off of his dick. It was limp for a while before we started kissing. It was like just one kiss and I made him hard as a rock and god I wanted him so badly inside of me again, just this time possibly without a condom to make it feel even better.
“Baby?” I interrupted our kiss again.
He seemed in need of wanted my body again so I layed him down flat on his back. I knew I wanted him inside of me but was it fair that he got to touch my soaking wet pussy and I could put my mouth on his hardening dick?
“Yes…love?” he spit out as he watched my hands roam over his body and my head start to go toward his erection.
“I want to please you, pleasure you, so relax and let me baby” I told him as I slid his head into my mouth and sucked deeply. His head fell onto the pillow behind him and I was hoping it was because I just kept taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth. I tried my best not to gag but I set those reflexes aside because I was making the love of my life happy and pleasing him in more way than one. I felt his hands run through my hair and pull it a little to have a better grasp, the kind of grasp I sort of had on him.
He moaned my name over and over again, thrusting his hips up to where he went even deeper into my mouth.
“God Em, your mouth is so hot.” He moaned. I’m glad the first blow job I ever have given is to a guy that deserves it more than anybody else. Giving him a blow job made me get turned on even more and I wasn’t going to ask him to touch me, so I slid my own hand down between my wet thighs and touched my clit. I let out a slight moan in which that was when Erik found out I was touching myself. I stopped doing both and looked up at him.
“You could of just asked baby, I would have done it to you.” He smiled. “But watching you touch yourself turned me on so much more.”
“I am glad that it turns you on because you turn me on when you jack off.” He looked surprised.
“Have you seen me jack off?”
“Well…” I was joking about it but I have always wanted to see how a guy does it.
“Whenever you saw me do that, I am so sorry and it wasn’t what it looked like.” Now I was a bit confused.
“Why would you be so sorry?”
“Because I was jacking off to a picture of you.” Now I get it. I wasn’t so embarrassed but now I wanted to know which photo.
“So which photo was it?”
“Huh?” he looked at me surprised probably that I was curious.
“What photo did you use of me to get you off?”
“Oh…” he leaned over his bed under the mattress and pulled it out. It was laminated, but only because one of the corners had been bent off or ripped. “Here.”
“The picture of me in my dance outfit…now why does this get you off?”
“Because you’re in tight spanky shorts and a tank top that shows off your cleavage when you do that leap in the air.” He was referring to the wide second I had done in my picture. I remember that photographer wanting me to run and do it so many times that I almost pulled a muscle.
“Now I can see why you love that picture enough to jack off to it.”
“Why is that?” he asked me.
“Well one because of the cleavage and two my spanks rose so push you can practically my pussy and three because I bet you have fantasized about me doing the splits on top of you.” At the very sound of my last words I could see his dick beneath me get harder. “Does that turn you on?”
“Baby you have no idea how much it turns me on.”
“How much does it?”
“Enough to make love to you again.”
“Please tell me you will”
“You don’t have to ask me twice, but I don’t have another condom.”
“It’s okay just enter me please!” as I moaned he started to slide into me and it didn’t hurt as bad this time. Right as Erik was going to start pounding, the door started to.
“Erik? Are you in there?” It was his step mother.
“Hold on mom!”
“Can I come in sweetie?”
“No! I will be out soon.”
“Okay honey, we need to talk.” And with that she was heading down the stairs.
“I am so sorry.” He told me.
I pushed him away and told him to go to his mom. “Go baby, I’ll still be here.”
“Okay baby.” He got dresses quickly and kissed my lips and then my forehead and headed out the door.
Erik hadn’t returned for at least thirty minutes. I started to get dressed and I headed downstairs to see his step mother crying and him holding her. He saw me coming down the staircase and shook his head, something was wrong.
I didn’t know what to do whether to go or to stay and if I did stay then to do what comfort his step mother that didn’t even know who I was? Frankly I didn’t even know that his new father had a wife.
“Mrs. Jones?”
She looked up at me. “Who are you?”
“That’s my girlfriend ma.”
“My name is Ember.”
“Well I am sorry that I interrupted whatever was going on upstairs but something happened and I needed to tell Erik.”
“Erik is everything okay?”
“My real dad, he’s dead.”
Now I was really speechless but I motioned him to come over into the hallway.
“Why is your step mom crying over the fact that your real dad is dead?”
“I don’t really know, she is sensitive and emotional and I just started comforting her. Thanks for getting me out of that.”
“So you aren’t fazed by any of this?”
“Not really, I mean he treated me like shit and I threw him away, so I am sort of glad that I don’t have to deal with him anymore.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, so I was thinking that this Saturday we could go on a date since we made you know…us official?”
“Sure I would love too!!” But I had to leave to be able to get home and prepare myself for the best weekend to come.
I couldn’t be happier at this moment in time, I had the perfect guy and what feels like the perfect life. I couldn’t ask for anything more.
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