11 comments/ 19980 views/ 0 favorites A Lost Love By: A Lost Love Alex wanted the night to last. He wanted it to be perfect. Only once, that's how often this night comes along in a lifetime. He saw her want growing and her body beginning to please itself. He saw her thrust and touch in places he did not yet want touched. He decided to ease her tension, and increase his simultaneously. Her hips lifted high once again and this time her creamy center was met with a stiff, hot tongue. Alex drank her in deep with his mouth and grabbed her flexing hips with both hands. He strongly pulled her deep into him and began to lap at her luscious lips. She stretched open for him with little effort as his tongue tried to find her clitoris. He lapped along her the inner portion of her silky lips as he continuously missed his target. Katie didn't know any better and thought what she felt at the moment was as good as life could get. Her world was with him entirely for that one brief moment. That pleasure soothed her every being. It was all she could think about. That was until Alex finally found his mark. At the first flick of her horny clit, Katie fell back onto the bed. She yelled a moan so primal and animalistic that Alex bit in a kindred reply. The gentle nibbling drove through Katie and sent her spiraling out of control. Her body began to loose all senses except for the soft tickle that pounded her every fiber. Her breathing stopped as waves rushed through her. Her legs encompassed Alex's back and pulled him into her. She slammed him into her. Alex let his mouth suck her clit in as much as he could. Holding her in place every so softly with his teeth, he flicked his tongue rapidly against the soft mound. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled and tugged. She shoved his head deep into her. She didn't want him to stop. She didn't want this feeling to ever end. She began to fuck his face without knowledge. Every action was pure instinct. She moved the lips of her satin silk against his mouth. Up and down she went on him. He laid his tongue flat and wide trying his best to lick all of her. He stayed in place and let Katie's body take control, take him. He soon found that with each passing second his tongue lapped at her opening more. As the electric of her body reached its peak she held her legs high in the air, exposing her center completely to him. He licked and penetrated her wanting opening as fast as his muscles would allow. With a final roaring moan she collapsed onto the bed. She began to breathe again and return to normal. Her whole body glowed as she coped with the existence of such feelings. Satisfied that he could now take his time, Alex lifted Katie from the bed. "My dear wife, come here." Alex said this as he took her hand. He pulled her in close to him and held her. He simply loved her for the moment. When he was content he walked off of the bed mattress and placed Katie's back up against the closet door. The full length mirror attached to the door allowed Alex to view both the back and front of Katie at the same time. He looked into her eyes. He could see her love. He could also see her nervousness. "Katie..." "Y...yes?" "I want to love you. I want to see you. For so long we only teased and simply gave each other orgasms. Tonight, your night, I want to love you." "Please..." Her final word trailed off without fully forming. Her expression said it all. Her face told him to take her. Alex placed his hands on the front of her bodice once more. He pulled the loosened strings free from their eyelets. They floated to the floor. Her breasts leaned achingly close to Alex as they positioned themselves more naturally. The many snaps on the back of the sleek bodice refused to set them free completely. Alex reached his hands above her shoulders and head. He wrapped his arms around the back of her neck and drew her into him once more. He gave her a slight peck on the lips and rubbed his nose against hers. "Remember how I used to always give you these Eskimo kisses?" He asked romantically. Katie smiled, comforted, and said, "Yeah." Alex glided his hand down the center of her back and began to unfasten the snaps. For each one that he unsnapped, he kissed her quickly on the lips. Before he had the chance to finish Katie looked at him, not as a lover, not as a wife, but as a friend and said, "You're crazy." She smiled and laughed a little laugh. He looked at her with nothing but care and said, "You're beautiful. And crazy for marrying me. Who's crazier? The crazy person or the one who follows them?" She arched a single eyebrow and said, "Oh I think you know the answer to that one. If you want anything else to happen tonight you know the answer." Alex took a full handful of Katie's plum ass and willingly defeated nodded. "Yep," he said, "I'm crazy. I'm the craziest person alive." She lowered her eyebrow and begat a sly smile. "Good," she said. "Oh, you may proceed now." Alex had to keep his amusement inside. He didn't want to spoil this wonderful night. After a second longer of rubbing Katie's round cheeks, he undid the remaining portion of Katie's bodice. His hands began to retrace their path down her back, only this time in reverse. He began to pull the bodice off slowly, letting it come off the shoulder, when he saw the scars on Katie's back. He touched them without warning to her and she jumped. The small lacerations were hardly noticeable anymore, but to Alex they were clear as if they had been days old instead of years. He remembered the day she got them and cursed himself for not being able to prevent them. She shied away from him. She tried to slink under his touch to hide. He held her soft, but firm. He looked at her lowered head and said, "Hey. Hey, look at me." Concern filled his voice. She raised her deep brown eyes to meet his tearing ones. "Katie, I am not him. I am not your father. You don't have to hide from me. You never did. I love you, more than anything else in this world. I'm your husband. Did you hear that? I'm yours." She nodded shyly. "You know how hard this is for me." "Yeah. I do. I really do." He removed the bodice from her shoulders. He continued the growing pile on the floor below. Katie placed her arms across her chest hiding her bare breasts. Alex calmly grabbed her wrists and placed her right hand on his heart. He then placed his on hers. "Katie, I will not leave you. I will not harm you. We are one by marriage now, let's become one by flesh, by love." Katie looked up at him once more. Her body still yearned. It never ceased. She was fighting hard to let go of her fear, her past. "Alex..." "Yes dear?" "Take me. Take me as your bride, as your wife. I want to know you as a lover now." Alex smiled pure joy hearing those words. He raised her chin with his hands and met her lips with his. He gave Katie a passionate kiss that meant more than any fleeting moment of lustful want ever could. She knew in her heart that she could never give herself to a man she didn't love. He looked at her ceramic skin for the first time. She was still covered below the waist, but that didn't matter to him now. He ran his fingers over her perky breasts. He bent over to taste them. She smelled of desire still. He knew she wasn't done by any means. He just needed to calm her down a bit. Alex placed his opening mouth around her stiff nipple. He allowed his tongue to flicker on the end and circle slowly around the whole of her nipple. He cupped her bosom in his hands and squeezed tenderly. Katie had her hands on his broad shoulders and began to dig in deep. She was losing herself again, only this time in Alex. She made the choice to give herself to him and let go. She trusted him. Alex planted little kisses over the exposed skin of her chest. He tasted her and licked teasingly the sensitive skin. He guided kisses down her breastbone and belly button, much like she did. He stopped momentarily to play with her exposed navel. She giggled from his ticklish touch. She asked him to stop and he grinned. After a couple of more laps, he continued his undertaking. He stopped where the long skirt's waist began. He didn't spend any more time teasing and stalling. He was ready. He was ready to have his bride. He grabbed two handfuls of the massive dress bottom and began to lower it to the ground. Katie helped him by wriggling free and pushing the rest of the dress down. Alex got distracted at the sight of her dancing breasts and Katie finished the job on her own. Alex was stunned by the site in front of him. In the mirror he could see Katie's toned, round ass while inches from his mouth was her moistened, glistening pussy. Her sweet scent began to drive his senses wild. He rose to his feet and grabbed Katie once more by the hand. He drew her in close and when her skin touched his, he picked her up and held her in his arms. With her in hand he fell to his knees on the bed. He then placed her gingerly on the comfort of the mattress. Without words they communicated. Alex rubbed his hands along the back of Katie's legs and circled them around the back of her knees. He saw her eyes light up with a bright glow. He placed her knees on his strong shoulders once more. This time there was no skirt, no panties. This time there was only Katie and Alex. Alex slid his waist and center down to meet hers. He braced his arms next to her sides and leaned in to kiss her. As his mouth moved in unison with hers once more, his recovered cock rested on her moist pussy. He continued to kiss her and let his tongue play with hers. She could taste her juices on him. As their mouths played, he rubbed his cock along her inner lips. He moved up and down her slick center, and with each upstroke found her wanting clit. Katie began to moan into his mouth. Her lips became less controlled and her head laid heavily on the pillow. She was giving up her bodily control once more to him. He watched as her eyes began to flicker under the closed lids. She was ready for him. He took his wet cock and let it rest at her waiting entrance. He wanted badly to thrust in her, to pound her hard. He wanted desperately to release in a primal lusting. He knew she couldn't take it this first time. Alex entered her lightly. Going slow and deliberate he guided himself into her warm and inviting essence. He looked warmly upon her face as he braced his weight with his arms. He watched her reaction with treasured delight. After what seemed like an eternity of crawling into her, he had found his home. His place in the world was with her, in her. As his entire being filled her, she opened her eyes wide and full. She was filed with her lover, her love. The thought of him in her spread more joy throughout her body than any physical act ever could. Her mind began to drift away into him. He was her reason for being. He was her reason for happiness. She tried to hold onto him. Her dream was ending. Her love was fading once more. Just like every night he entered her. Alex was fading from Katie's vision as the cool air began to hit her lungs. The sheets were damp from her perspiration and she hadn't even realized that her fingers were deeply inserted into her wanting self. As the walls came back to view, she removed her fingers and licked them greedily. Katie's urge had been purged, but she still wanted more. Her body demanded more. A simple orgasm with Alex was never enough. She had learned over the years just what her body liked the most. She reached into her nightstand drawer and pulled out her favorite vibrator. She tossed the sweaty and drenched sheets to the side of her bed. Lifting herself out of the blankets, she spread her legs wide and inserted her toy. As the long shaft entered her, the clit vibe wormed snuggly into its home. When she was sure everything was right were it needed to be, Katie turned on the lowest level of pulsating pleasure. A grin on her face spread wide as the dull buzz filled her room. Feeling the electric tingle spread along her loins, she began to feel the orgasm already build. She knew tonight she would not last long. Alex was just too good. She closed her eyes and allowed the waves of ecstasy to wash over her. She began to moan soft and low. As the jelly vibe worked its way in and out of her, the clit flicker stimulated her to higher peaks. She tried desperately to hold onto an image of him as thunderous waves of pleasure crashed through her body. She wanted to reclaim his touch, his feel. She wanted to reclaim him. As she stroked the vibrator in and out of her, she thought of the times they spent together. The sweet smiles he flashed her, the stupid gifts he used to buy her just because. She slammed the buzzing toy into her harder and harder as her pussy stretched and convulsed with pleasure. She longed to reclaim his love. As her orgasm filled her, she forced the vibrator out of her. It rested on the bed buzzing. She picked it up and turned it off. Still pulsating she threw it across the room. It slammed into the wall with a crash and shattered pieces showered onto the floor. Tears cascaded down her face. She looked at herself and was sick to her stomach. "You sick whore," she thought to herself. "Look at yourself. You're a fucking mess. Dirty sleazebag. Why would he want you? Why would anyone ever want you? You're just a fucking tramp. Your dad was right. You'll never get love. Not real love anyone. Do you think he ever loved you? Just a dirty little cunt. That's all you are. You know that right? You'll never get his love back this way. This pleasure you give yourself. No matter how much you do it's never enough. That's right. Just keep doing more to yourself. What's next? Go fuck yourself again you dirty slut." She pounded the wet mattress furious. She titled her head up towards the ceiling and screamed, "Damn it! Why?! Why did you leave me?" Tears poured uncontrollably down her face. "You know what you did to me? You very well know you bastard! My soul feels empty. You stole that from me. You stole us from me. Why?!" The sobs continued. She was having trouble breathing now and went to the bathroom to get some tissues. She rested briefly on the cool porcelain lid of the toilet. She blew her nose into the paper and calmed her emotions. After a minute or so she rose and turned on some warm water to fill the counter sink. She washed her face and patted it dry. She looked in the mirror and saw a ghost of her usual image. She sniffed one last time and headed back out into the hall. She was startled and jumped when she saw Shannon at the other end waiting for her. The leggy brunette looked at her shyly. She had only a concerned look across her face as she saw the despair in Katie's eyes. "Katie dear...I got us some dinner. Why don't you put some clothes on and come eat. Your silky pajamas are clean. I just washed them." At the dinner table a haunting silence hung in the air as the two young ladies ate Chinese takeout. When Shannon couldn't stand the white noise any longer, she broke the tension. "Katie, are you okay? I mean really okay?" "Yeah. I guess. I'm just a little down. That's all. I just miss him." "I know you miss him, but it's been three years. You're in college now. You're working now. You have a life. Don't you think that maybe it's time to move on?" "Shannon, he is my everything. How can I move on? He is my world. My reason for living." "Are you even listening to yourself? Your words are empty. You're just reciting this idea you've forced into your head. You only think that way because you won't let yourself see how strong you really are. You can make it just fine on your own. I know you can." "Bullshit." "Katie, I'm your friend. I'm only trying to help. You keep closing up." "You don't know me." "Like Hell I don't know you. I love you like a sister. I only want to see you happy, but dammit Kaite, what you do every night...it just isn't healthy. You think I don't know? You think I don't hear? I'll tell you what I know, what I hear. When you're done with your little toy...when you're done with your perfect dream...you come back here, the real world. You come back and cry. I hear you cry yourself to sleep. You don't have to feel this way. You don't have to be stuck. This doesn't have to be your life Katie. You have to face reality. Alex is dead. I'm sorry sweetie, but you have to accept that." "I can still fell him. I know he's out there somewhere." "You only feel him because you want to. Don't you think he'd want you to be happy? Don't you think he'd want you to move on and live? All he ever wanted to do was love you and take care of you. You have to move on so you can love yourself...so you can take care of yourself." "When he left part of me left. My love left. I can put on a happy face and smile, but I can't feel anymore. Why? Why can't I feel? I just want to be happy. Why can't I ever be happy?" Tears were streaming down Katie's face. She fell to the floor and started bawling. She was trembling from the pain and the sorrow. Shannon rushed to her side and put her arm around Katie's shoulder. She held her tight and whispered into her ear. "It's okay sweetie. I know it hurts, but it's there. It's there, it's ugly, and it's not going to leave because you're hiding from it. All that pain and sadness is there. You know what? That's okay. It's not wrong to hurt. It's not your fault you're sad. Life does that. How you handle it is what counts. I know it's scary, but I'm here for you. You have love and support, you just have to use it." "I never even cried for him Shannon." "You need to dear. You need to grieve. You may not need to cry, but you need to grieve. You didn't just loose Alex. You lost your future, your future with him. We're gonna get through this. I promise." Katie sat in Shannon's arms and let tears form. Deep, sorrowful tears fell passionately as the minutes passed. After a while Katie began to breathe again and settle down. She was still deeply hurt, but she was in control again. She looked at Shannon holding her and felt embarrassment and shame. Those feelings faded as she knew that her best friend only cared for her and wanted her to get better. "Shannon...thank you." "You don't have to thank me. You're my friend. I love you. You have to know that people do love you. Let's go to bed. Call off work tomorrow. Skip your night class. We'll go out. I have a friend I'd like you to meet. He's a few years older than you, but he's a nice guy. I'll get Shawn and we'll just hang out. I won't say anything to him. We'll just be a group of friend's taking it easy." "You and your boyfriend. Me and another one of your friends. Sounds like a double date to me." "No. I promise, just cause I'm getting Shawn to tag along doesn't make this a double date. Just fun. Promise." "Well...okay. I'm definitely ready for bed at any rate. I'm tired and worn out." "I know. Let's try to get some rest." The girls cleaned up the kitchen and turned out all of the lights before settling into bed. As Katie began to climb into bed, she felt that it was still a wet mess. "Shannon, would you mind if I slept with you in your bed tonight? I know it's big enough for the both of us and my bed is kinda..." "Yeah. I don't mind. I got lots of warm blankets and plenty of pillows. C'mon. Let's just get some shut eye." Lying in the bed next to Shannon, for the first time Katie felt a small measure of peace. Mostly pain and hurt filled her heart, but she knew that what she felt was real. Peace came from knowing that she was no longer hiding. At least one person knew she hurt, and they also knew the depths of her hurt. That was comforting to Katie. The last thought she had before exhaustion overwhelmed her was what Shannon's mysterious friend was like.