1 comments/ 36169 views/ 29 favorites Jamie Ch. 01 By: Jay2Kay Note: This is just a bit of a set up for the rest. I know there isn't any actual sex in this scene, but please be patient. This is my first submission and the next chapter definitely has some good sex in it :) Please post comments! I boarded the plane, excited for my trip. I was off to see a friend I hadn't seen since her visit to California during Christmas. But, before that visit, the last time I'd seen her was at my brother's wedding a year and a half ago. A little background on our friendship: We've been friends for about 14 years, and of that time, a part of me has always been very fond of her. She's always acted and looked more mature than girls her age. Which is why when she was 12, and I was 16, I found her attractive and seemed to always be drawn to her. I just recently moved back to California myself after living in Colorado for the past 7 years. I really enjoyed living in Colorado, but the past two years really put a toll on me. In 2010, I met a woman I ended up marrying a year and a half later, but a month into our relationship, my father had called me to tell me he had been diagnosed with cancer. It wasn't easy to deal with, and neither was my girlfriend. To protect the guilty bitch, let's call her, Lisa. It sounds close enough to her real name. I'll admit that I'm not necessarily the strongest guy out there and can be easily swayed at times. Lisa was no exception. She was very good with her words and arguments and knew how to turn things around to make it my fault, while making it sound like she was taking some of the blame. Twice, I tried breaking it off with her, but she convinced me to give her another chance. We ended up married in June of 2011, almost exactly five months after my father passed away. Through the course of our marriage, she managed to cheat on me three times. Granted, it was emotionally cheating, since she never fucked anyone, but she still fell in love with three guys that weren't me. Not much of a difference in my eyes. Honestly, if she'd just had feelings for them and chose to stay away from them because she cared more about our relationship, things probably would have turned out differently. But, looking back, I'm glad we're not together anymore. Not just because she was a controlling bitch, but, to be truly honest, she wasn't much to look at. Actually, in some ways, she was too much to look at. Anyway, moving on... After the divorce, things with my job were starting to go south, so I decided my time in Colorado was coming to an end. While I was making that decision, though, my friend (changing the name to protect the beautiful this time) Jaime and I started chatting on Facebook. It was totally out of the blue...well, sort of. I was single again and out from under the thumb of my ex-wife, so, I felt free to talk to whoever the hell I wanted! Yeah, that's how bad it was. I couldn't even talk to my female friends without her thinking I was going to fall for them and cheat on her. Amazing how 20/20 hindsight is, isn't it? I should have seen that as a sign she wouldn't have remained faithful to me. Okay, enough about the cheating whore. Sorry about that. So, Jaime and I reconnected and I let her know that I was moving back to California the day after Thanksgiving. She was a little jealous of me, but confided in me that she had a possible job lined up for her in L.A. I was going to be in Orange County, so we were going to be a hell of a lot closer than we were at that moment. I was in Colorado Springs while she was in Chattanooga, TN. She'd wanted to move back to Southern California for a long time, and now it seemed that both of us were going to be able to! I can't tell you how excited this made me. She was planning on being in California for Christmas, so I was going to get to see her at least once then. But, we were quite possibly going to be living closer together again! Let me just tell you a little about Jaime. I told you that she always looked and acted more mature than her age. Well, looks-wise, she seemed to stop in her early twenties and looks like she could barely pass for 21. She's 26 and gorgeous. Straight brown hair that falls gracefully past her shoulders, big, dark brown eyes that melt you like butter, very fair skin speckled with amazing freckles. A lot of people make fun of freckles, but she makes them sexy. She's petite, but isn't lacking in her chest with a large B to small C cup. She is a dancer (ballet, not pole), and it shows. Along with her being a foster child therapist, she's a dance instructor on the side. So, she keeps in great shape. I wish I could say the same about myself. I'm probably harder on myself than I probably should be, but I've never been one to think highly of myself when it comes to my looks. I've got short red hair, I wear glasses, I'm above average in height at 5'10"-5'11", about 210 lbs with a little bit of a gut. Despite all of this, Jaime has never once looked at me with disgust, or even told me I was fat or ugly. Even three years ago, when I'd confessed that when we were younger I had feelings for her, she didn't say anything negative to me about how I looked. I smiled happily as I took my window seat in the middle of the coach section of the plane. I didn't care where I sat at that moment. I just knew I'd be landing in Nashville in a few short hours and I'd get to see Jaime's beautiful face once again. You see, Jaime had said that when she hit a year with the company she worked for, she could put in for transfer to another state, and they had offices in Orange County. The job in L.A. hadn't worked out, but this would be even better! We'd probably be living in the same city now! I couldn't have been happier when she'd told me she was moving back home. And when she'd asked if I could help her move, I jumped right at the opportunity. So, I requested the time off of work and saved up for a one-way plane ticket to Tennessee to help her make the long drive back to California. Just me and her on the road together for 30 hours. Of course, there was no way in hell we could do it straight through. I could do 1200 miles straight through, but Chattanooga to Anaheim is over 2100 miles. We were going to do the drive over two days instead. I texted her from the plane. "We've boarded, I'll be on my way out to you in about 30 minutes, Angel!" Angel was her nickname when she was a teenager. She was a very innocent and sheltered girl at that age, but it fit her. She was so sweet and everybody loved her, Angel was just the most perfect nickname anyone could have given her. And I was probably the only person who still called her by that name. I remember at one time telling her that she was the proverbial angel on my shoulder, advising me to make the correct choices in situations. She thought that was sweet and asked who the devil on my other shoulder was and I told her it was my best friend, Matt. It was true. He was always trying to get a rise out of me, so when I was struggling with a decision, I heard him laughing and telling me to make one decision but then I just saw Jaime's face looking at me with disapproval and shaking her head. Her reply. "Yay! I'll be waiting for you at the airport!" "I can't wait," I sent back. Yes, she really does talk like that. The "Yay!" and everything. Even though she's born and raised in SoCal, she's a southern belle at heart. One of the many qualities I love about her. The 20-30 minutes it took to get to the runway and take off seemed to take an eternity. All I could think about was seeing Jaime again. The girl I should have held out for. The one I should have pursued something with before we ended up thousands of miles apart. I dozed off with thoughts and memories of her running through my head. The next thing I knew, I was touching down in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I looked around confused. Had I really slept the entire flight? I smiled again and quickly thanked God because the nap I'd gotten was exactly what I needed. I knew that the next day we would be beginning our long road trip more than halfway across the country. I pulled my carryon bag from the overhead compartment and made my way off of the plane with the rest of the passengers. I turned my cell phone on and called Jaime. "Hey!" she said excitedly after a ring and a half. "Hey, Angel! I'm just walking off of the plane now." "Yay! I came in as far as security allows," she laughed. That surprised me. I expected her to be waiting somewhere with her car until I called. "Well, I will be there in a few short minutes." "Okay, see ya!" she said and we hung up our cell phones. I was smiling so much I was afraid I might pull a muscle in my face somewhere. I laughed at myself for that thought. Maybe it was possible for your face to get stuck if you made a certain face long enough. But, could a smile really be a bad thing to keep stuck to your face? I dropped my phone into my pocket and picked up the pace as much as the crowd would allow me. Why is it that when you're in a hurry, everything and everyone gets in your way? As I turned the last corner, it was like the sea parting for Moses. All I saw was her. Jamie; my Angel. I held myself back from running to her, because at this time, she didn't know how I truly felt about her, and I wasn't about to let on too much because I didn't want to make the drive back to California too awkward. Her smile was radiant, her big brown eyes shining bright, and her dark brown hair falling down in gentle waves over her shoulders. She was a picture of perfection. She was dressed in a simple pair of blue jeans and a white tank-top, hugging every perfect curve of her body. The only thing that would make her more angelic would be wings and a halo. When I reached her, she threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly and I did the same. Then she surprised me with a kiss on the cheek, which caused me to blush, making my face feel hot. I hated when I blushed, but this time, I didn't care. I smiled at her when she pulled away. "What was that for?" "What was what for?" I touched my cheek and blushed. She laughed and slapped me on the arm. "Stop it. I'm allowed to thank and greet you how I want." "I wasn't complaining," I assured her and she laughed. Oh that laugh; it made the airport even brighter than the harsh halogen lighting above ever could. "Good," she said. "Now, let's go before the parking costs me much more." I walked with her out to her car and offered to pay for the parking. "Don't be ridiculous. You just bought a plane ticket to come out and drive me back to California. I think I can afford a few bucks for parking. I was only teasing about the cost anyway." We left the airport and went straight to her apartment. There was a 10 foot U-Haul truck already loaded up with a trailer on the back for her car. I helped her guide it onto the small tow-trailer and fastened the car in. "I don't even have to help load the truck?" I asked amazed. She laughed again. "No, the guys did that last night. I just had a small suitcase with a few things I put in to the trunk of the car for the trip back. I'm ready to go!" This couldn't have been planned any better. All I had to do was drive the truck from Tennessee to Anaheim and enjoy the time with Jaime. "I'd like to take our time if that's okay with you," she said. "I've got a week off to help you get home. We can take as much or little time as we want." "Good, I figured because of the time we would stop in Little Rock for the night." "Sounds good to me!" She tossed me the keys. "You're the one with the truck driving experience. Get us goin'!" I chuckled and climbed into the driver's seat. It was true. I worked for a moving company that used trucks exactly like this one. However, I didn't have much experience towing something behind me. My first time was just a few months ago pulling a 5'x8' trailer behind my little Subaru. It was quite an experience, I'll tell you what. "According to Google Maps, Little Rock is about six hours away," Jaime said as she shut her door. I turned the key and the engine roared to life. "And that's at normal travel speeds. We're in a loaded moving truck, towing a car behind us. That'll add some time onto our trip." "Oh well, we have a week to get to Cali, right?" "Yep!" "Good," she said with a warm smile. How could I not love this girl? "Well, let's get goin'!" I put the truck in gear and pulled away from her apartment building and in a few minutes we were heading onto the highway, traveling westward towards Little Rock, Arkansas. We made small talk for a little while and then my stomach growled. She heard it because she laughed and admitted she was hungry too. "I'm sorry, we should have grabbed something in town before getting on the road." "It's all good. I think the road sign back there said we were about five miles from a Denny's," I said jerking my head towards my window. "Stop wherever you want! It's on me!" she said letting her hands fall on her legs with a slap. "What? No!" I protested. "Jason!" she scolded with an amused laugh. "You are doing something so huge for me that I could never repay. At least let me buy you some meals. All the hotels are paid for by the way, so don't even try and pay for half." Damn, this girl was way ahead of me. But I guess she was right, I'd taken a week off of work to drive cross country with her and then help her move into her new place she had reserved for her in Anaheim. I sighed my surrender to her will. "Fine. Twist my arm," I teased and gave her a wink. We stopped at some diner that was similar to Denny's, but much better food. We talked as we ate, catching up on the past few months since we'd last seen each other. She asked if I was seeing anybody and I told her I wasn't. "Why not?" she asked. "Well, my new job keeps me pretty busy, so meeting new people is kinda hard. Plus, I'm not really sure I'm ready to start dating again." "Right, the divorce. I'm sorry, Jason," she said grabbing my hand. "It's fine. Honestly, I'm over that, for the most part. I've been seeing a therapist and it's really been helping. I guess maybe it's not that I'm not ready to start dating; I'm just being pickier about who I date now." "That's a good thing! Don't settle! You're a great guy and you deserve someone great!" "Thanks," I said, my eyes meeting hers. I looked away quickly, afraid to show my feelings for her. Our server came back and Jaime quickly handed her a debit card to pay for our meal. She was so quick I hadn't even had chance to reach for my wallet. "I told you I was paying!" she scolded me again and laughed. "I know. Thanks, Jaime. I appreciate it." She smiled and I felt myself melting again. I just wanted to kiss those perfectly kissable lips of hers. Her beauty stole all words from my head. Even as I write this, picturing her smile is drawing a blank! Once the bill was paid, we got back in the truck and hit the road. We talked a little but Jaime ended up dozing off and I didn't bother trying to wake her again until I saw signs welcoming us to Little Rock. I reached over and gently shook her arm. Her eyes opened and she looked around to see the beautiful sunset before us. Glorious clouds of pink, purple and orange painted the sky. "Wow, pretty sunset," she said. "It's alright," I said and looked over at her. "Are you kidding me?! Look at the sky!" she said and then looked back at me. Her eyes met mine and I think she blushed. It was hard to tell since the sunset gave us both a pinkish/red tint to our skin. I looked back at the road with a pleasant smile on my face. "Take exit 155 towards Jacksonville," she said and gave me turn by turn directions to the Super 8 Motel we would be staying in. I parked the truck in a few empty spaces in the back. We got our luggage out of the car and I took her suitcase from her. "I'll take that for you," I said. She smiled. "You're sweet, thanks." I just smiled back at her and followed her to the front desk. Walking behind her was probably one of my favorite places. Her perfectly round ass swayed gracefully in her tight jeans. I could feel myself starting to get hard just from the sight of her still clothed butt. "Welcome to Super 8, checking in?" the cute front desk clerk asked in greeting. "Yes we are! It should be under the name Wright, Jamie," Jaime said pulling her wallet from her purse and searching for her credit card. "One room, two beds, non-smoking?" the clerk asked after typing at the computer for a few seconds. "That's it!" "Wonderful," the clerk, whose nametag read, Sandy, said. She printed off the receipt and put it in front of Jaime to sign. "You're in room thirteen; it's around the back, first floor." "Great, thanks!" "Enjoy your stay!" Sandy said with a pleasant smile. We smiled at her and made our way back around the building. I was glad we would be close to the truck since it had been the only place with enough space to park the truck without too much maneuvering. I still wasn't confident with my reversing skills with the trailer; I didn't want to have to mess with it when we left in the morning. We got into the room and Jaime dropped her purse and then flopped onto the bed. I laughed. "Tired?" "No, just glad to be out of that truck. Eight hours cramped in that thing is a long time." "Yeah, try driving it," I teased. She laughed and then stood up as I set our luggage down on the floor in front of either bed. I assumed the one she'd fallen onto was the one she wanted, so that's where I deposited her case. She surprised me with a kiss on the cheek again. "You are amazing for driving so much. I can drive sometimes if you need me to," she offered. "We'll see how tomorrow goes. If I need to switch, then we might. But I can get us pretty far with a good night's sleep." "And that's just what we'll get tonight. Are you hungry?" she asked. "Starving, but I don't think I have the energy to try and unhook the car from the trailer." "I was thinking of just ordering a pizza to be brought here." "That sounds perfect," I said happily. "Great!" she said and went to the phone. Next to it was an ad for Domino's. "What do you like?" she asked. "Anything is good with me, as long as there's no pineapple or mushrooms." "Let's just keep it simple with a peperoni, then." "Perfect. I'm going to take a shower, unless you want one first." "No, go ahead. I'll wait until after we eat." "Okay, thanks." I picked up my carry-on bag and took it into the bathroom with me. When I opened it up, I realized that I'd only packed a couple changes of clothes with me. I didn't expect to actually take the whole week to get back to California. So, all I had was two pairs of everything; pants, shirts, underwear and socks. We'd have to make a stop at a Walmart or something for at least some socks and underwear. The shirts and pants would be fine. I turned on the shower and let it warm up as I stripped out of my clothes I'd been wearing since early that morning. I stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed. Just then Jaime knocked on the bathroom door. "Yeah?" I asked, confused. Why would she be coming in here while I'm showering? My mind automatically to the wildest thought of her joining me. "I really gotta pee, do you mind?" she said over the sound of the shower running. "Oh! No, of course not! Come on in!" "Thank you!" she said and came into the bathroom. I couldn't see her, but I just imagined her peeling those tight jeans down to sit on the toilet. I've never had a pee-fetish, but just the fact that she was basically half-naked in the same room as me drove me wild. I didn't have to look down to know just how hard I was. I washed my hair and tried to ignore the images of her perfect body running through my head. Jamie Ch. 01 The toilet flushed and she left the bathroom. At least I was alone with my thoughts and imagination now. Not wanting to exit the bathroom with a raging hard-on, I decided to relieve the tension in the shower. I jerked myself imagining her mounted on top of me in a classic cowgirl position. It was my favorite position because I got to get a full view of the girl's body while her fuck-hole massaged my throbbing cock. I could see myself massaging her perfect tits, teasing the nipples. I wondered what they looked like. Were they small and pink like eraser heads, or dark and big like a tootsie roll? I imagined them as the eraser heads. Continuing my fantasy, I imagined her bringing those wonderful breasts closer to my face and I took one into my mouth while continuing to squeeze and tease the other. Her soft moans and sighs growing more and more labored as her climax began to build. I could feel my own beginning to grow as well. Soon I was blasting jet after jet of cum onto the tub floor. I made sure it all washed down the drain so she wouldn't accidentally step in it when she showered later. I finished up in the shower and then dried myself, being careful around my manhood since it was still a little sensitive at the tip. Then I got dressed and left the bathroom, bag in hand. Jaime was reclined in a pair of small gym shorts and an over-sized T-shirt, watching TV as she waited for the pizza to arrive. I couldn't believe I was on this trip with such a beautiful woman. "Did you enjoy your shower?" she asked. Did she know what I'd done in there? "Yeah, it felt great." "I bet," she said, almost as if she did know. Had she stuck around longer than I thought? Did she somehow get a peak of me masturbating? Did she know I had been imagining her as I did? Fear gripped me, but she didn't say anything else. She barely made eye-contact with me, but she seemed to be hiding a smile. She was definitely hiding something from me. The question was, how would I get it out of her? Jamie Ch. 02 *Feedback is always appreciated! Thank you, in advance, for reading this! * I pretended not to notice the grin she was holding back from me and stared blankly at the television. I couldn't even tell you what was on. Soon whatever we were watching was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. I got up and opened the door and there stood the pizza guy. "Oh! I've got cash, hold on!" Jamie said reaching for her purse in search of her cash. I looked back at the pizza guy and he gave me an impressed look. I grinned back and his eyes widened. I knew what he was thinking, so I indulged him and let him believe more was happening between me and Jamie than really was. She practically galloped up to the door and handed him the cash. "Keep the change," she said cheerily and took the pizza from him. "Thanks, have a good night," he said in a knowing tone. Jamie acted like she hadn't noticed and took the pizza to her bed. There she sat and then patted the empty space of mattress next to her. "What do I look like, your lap dog?" I teased. "You wish," she said and opened the pizza box. It smelled amazing and made my stomach growl greedily. I sat next to her on her bed and took a slice as she bit into her own. We watched TV together and finished off the entire pizza. I set the pizza box on the floor and stretched my legs out in front of me and Jaime did the same but a little more reclined than I was. My feet fell to the side as I relaxed more and bumped hers. She didn't pull away from the contact like I expected her to, which I was pleased about. Then I heard her breathing deeply, so I looked down and saw her eyes had closed. She looked so angelic and peaceful, I was afraid to wake her. Then suddenly her head turned towards me and rested on my shoulder. I froze for a second, expecting her to wake up and apologize, but she didn't. In fact, her right arm came around, resting on my stomach. Here I was, stuck in a less than ideal sitting position with the girl I loved (who was still, at this point, unaware of my feelings) cuddled up with me. I was torn between wanting to reposition myself and just letting her sleep like this. I didn't want to try sleeping this, myself, but at the same time, I was afraid to disturb her and break the contact with her. Suddenly she jerked awake and sat up. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't even notice I'd fallen asleep." "Hey, I wasn't complaining," I said laughing and she laughed too. "I bet you weren't. We should probably get some sleep, though." "Yeah, long drive to start in the morning." "Yep," she said staring at me and I just stared back into her dark brown eyes. "Goodnight," she said somewhat pointedly. "Goodnight," I said and crawled out of her bed and headed for my own. "Really?" she asked, stopping me in my tracks. "Huh?" I said doing a double take. "That's it? You're just going to go to the other bed?" I was really confused; I didn't know what to say. "I pretend to fall asleep and cuddle up with you, and just because I say goodnight, you assume I don't want you here?" I stared back at her completely flabbergasted. "But, you sounded like you wanted me to get out of your bed." She laughed and rolled her eyes. "If you'd rather sleep alone, go for it." "Wait, hold on," I said and came back around to the side of the bed I'd been sitting on. I folded one leg under me as I faced her, sitting halfway on the bed, halfway off. "What's going on?" "What do you mean?" she asked, but I could tell in her eyes that she was testing me. I just stared back at her for a minute. "How long have you known?" I asked convinced that she knew everything I'd been trying to hide for years. "Jason, for such a smart guy, you can be so dumb," she said and laid down, propping her head up with one hand as she laid on her side facing me. "How long?" I asked again. "I've always known, I've just been waiting for you to make a move. When I realized you were too scared to, I planned this entire trip back to California. Shit, I even called your boss and worked things out with him so that way you could take your time getting back!" "You're shittin' me!" I grinned. "Not unless you're into that," she teased. "Uh, no," I laughed. "Good." I was totally blown away. Here I was trying to play the good friend, hoping she would notice how much I loved her and she's known all along. I'd just been too much of a pussy to do anything about it. "Just say it," she encouraged me. "I..." I stammered. Why was I still so scared? It's not like she would pull something like this just to make the drive back uncomfortable. "Jamie, I have been in love with you for a long time." Her eyes widened. "Love?" My blood froze and then my face flashed hot. Had I said too much? Was she just expecting me to confess my attraction to her? It was more than attraction for me, though. We'd been friends for so long that, for me, it'd gone way past just an attraction. It was her turn to stammer. "I...I guess I just didn't know you felt that much for me. I mean, I've always known you were attracted to me, but, love?" "I'm sorry," I said, dropping my gaze away from her. I was sure I'd fucked up. Why did I confess everything so soon? "Why are you apologizing?" she asked, sitting up and scooting closer to me. She grabbed my hand and squeezed. I looked at her again; terrified at first, but then I saw the look in her eye. There was love there. What kind of love it was, I had no idea, but she didn't hate me or pity me, so that was a good sign. "Jason, I was just surprised that you felt so strongly. I wasn't expecting that, you totally caught me off guard." "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to shock you like that." She giggled. "Jason, you can be really silly sometimes." "Well, I just don't want to ruin our friendship. I know that once you cross that line, there's no real going back." "That's true," she admitted. I looked over Jamie, the beautiful goddess I'd been in love with for so very long. Here she was most likely confessing that she felt the same way I did, just maybe not on the same level. I glanced at her lips; those perfect, kissable lips. I leaned my head towards her and she smiled. I grew closer, my eyes moving from her lips to her eyes, then my nose brushed against hers softly and I stopped, our lips just an inch apart. I wanted to savor this moment. Nothing beat a first kiss with the one you love and I wanted it to be perfect. I rested my forehead against hers and reached up with my right hand and caressed her cheek. Her big eyes closed as I ran my fingers through her soft brown hair. I grabbed the back of her head softly, closed my eyes and then closed the remaining distance between our mouths. Her lips were soft and warm. I swear colors exploded behind my eyelids as I pressed my lips into hers. That first kiss was a closed one, but it was magical. All thoughts of fear I'd been harboring vanished as I opened my mouth a little and she did the same. I licked her bottom lip and her tongue met mine. I broke the kiss briefly and then went in again, but stronger this time and she responded in kind. Our tongues began to wrestle and twist around each other. When we broke the kiss again, all I saw was her radiant smile. I slid into the bed and we sank into the mattress, facing each other. More than just our mouths locked this time, though. We wrapped our arms around each other, holding each other tightly. Our legs even desired to lock with each other. She pulled her face away from mine and looked directly into my eyes. "I love you, too, Jason." I smiled and kissed her again. My hand slid down her back, towards her perfect, round butt and when it reached its destination, she didn't protest so I squeezed a little. The cotton of her shorts was amazingly soft; I wondered what her flesh felt like. Jamie surprised me by grabbing my left butt cheek and pulled me into her tightly. My smooth gym shorts allowed me to feel the heat of her touch. My growing cock pressed against her clothed mound, wanting to break through the barriers that kept them apart. She pushed me back a little and I rolled onto my back. Straddling me, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head, tossing it somewhere on the floor. She hadn't been wearing a bra, and now her glorious breasts were exposed; perky and definitely more than a handful beneath her milky white skin. She fell forward and our lips met again, greedily this time. I ran my fingers over her soft, warm skin and she shivered slightly at the touch. Sitting up again, she tugged at the bottom of my shirt. I sat up and pulled my shirt off and then hugged her close to me, kissing her neck and working my way down to her perfect breasts. I took her left one into my mouth, sucking on the eraser sized nipple. A sigh escaped her mouth at the touch of my mouth on her left tit. I circled the quarter sized areola with my tongue, feeling the tiny bumps all around on the tip of my tongue. I moved to the other breast and repeated the same action. "Oh my God, that feels amazing," she gasped. I kept up my attack on her tits for a few minutes until she leaned forward and we fell back onto the bed. Her lips met mine again, aggressively passionate. She sucked on my tongue, and then I returned the favor. I rolled her over onto her back and began kissing down her smooth body. Her dancer's body had a slight six pack I found sexy as hell. I pushed self-conscious thoughts of my own slightly pudgy shape away and focused solely on her. Besides, she didn't seem to mind in that moment. As I kissed her tummy, I looked up at her and she was looking right back at me, happiness and excitement all over her beautiful face. I hooked my fingers around the elastic band of her shorts and she nodded as a smile spread further across her face. Slowly I pulled them down to expose her most precious place. To my pleasant surprise, she was completely bald down below. Pulling her shorts off the rest of the way, I returned to her stomach and kissed the rest of the way down to her pussy. I took my time, kissing around her glory, rubbing her strong but slender legs as I worked my mouth around to her love hole. "Oh just get there already!" she whined. I smiled at the torment I gave her, but how could I deny someone so perfect? I licked her pussy up and then down again. Her saltiness was intoxicating. I found myself longing to remain there forever. I probed with my tongue and she began to squirm, grabbing onto the back of my head. I found her little clit and sucked on it and then flicked it with my tongue. Another gasp escaped her lips, turning into a high pitched squeal. Her hips bucked into my face, gyrating as she ground her pussy into my face. I never thought I'd be able to make a woman feel this way; it was very encouraging, so I increased my efforts and picked up the pace. She responded exactly how I hoped. "Oh shit!" she groaned musically. "Oh yeah, right there." I reached up with my left hand and found her breast. Squeezing it sent her into a frenzy. I pinched her nipple and rolled it between my fingers. Her groans grew louder and louder, becoming soft screams. Knowing how conservative she tended to act in public, she was probably trying to hold back her screams so the neighboring rooms wouldn't hear. I made it my goal to make her forget about that and let it all out. I brought my left hand back down and slipped a finger into her wet pussy. She nearly doubled over as I began to slide it in and out of her. She let go of her inhibitions and let out a scream of ecstasy. She fell back against her pillow and her hips bucked uncontrollably. I increased the speed of my finger-fucking assault, and tongued her clit quickly. Her hands slapped the mattress and grabbed handfuls of the sheets as she screamed out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she screamed over and over until she tensed up, her back arched for a few seconds and then fell back onto the bed as her juices flowed onto my tongue and the bed sheet. I kissed her pussy a few times and then looked up at her. She looked like she was crying as she breathed heavily. Slowly her eyes opened and she looked down at me with the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. "Get up here," she demanded and I complied. She took my face in her hands and kissed me and then began licking her juices off of my face. "Mmm," she said. "I taste yummy." "Yes, you do," I agreed. "Where on earth did you learn to do that?" she asked, her smile never leaving her face. "I just focused on making you happy. It's all I cared about." She kissed me again. "You are an amazing man, Jason." Then she looked down at the tent growing in my shorts. "Let me take care of that," she said and then sat up on her knees. She pulled my shorts and underwear off of me at once, releasing my six inch cock. I was afraid it wouldn't be enough for her, but she immediately she descended on my meat and took me into her mouth. Her tongue slid along the head and then licked my shaft as she took more of me in. Jamie is only the second girl I've been with, and I'll tell you, it felt like the first time. Maybe it was the true love that came from each of us that made it so much better, but all I know is in the moment, I didn't believe any other woman on the planet existed. She tickled and fondled my balls as she took my entire length into her. I know, it's not porn-star big, but at least it ain't a two-inch monkey dick! Regardless, it felt amazing. Her soft, full lips spreading over my cock looked hot as hell as her head bobbed up and down. She grabbed the shaft and licked the head, teasing my pee hole. She repositioned herself directly between my legs and looked up at me as she took me into her mouth again. In that moment, nothing could beat the sight of her looking into my eyes as she blew me. She released me and jerked me for a minute, regaining her breath. When she began sucking me off again, my head fell back against the pillow and I closed my eyes. Somehow that enhanced the feeling. I guess when you block one sense, the others kick in stronger. I looked down and saw her fingering herself. I figured this was enough so I stroked her hair and she looked up at me. "Come here, baby," I said and she released my cock and crawled up to me. I kissed her and then said, "I want to feel you." "I want to feel you inside me, too." Without any more words, she straddled me again and grabbed my cock, directing it to her love box. She lubed it up with her own juices for a few seconds and then placed the tip at her entrance. Slowly, inch by glorious inch, she sank down onto my pecker. Her pussy felt hot and wet as more of her took my cock. The initial entry is always the best and I love to savor the feeling before really fucking. Slowly but surely we came closer together until, finally, my entire length was buried deep inside her. Nothing would ever beat this moment; the first time connecting on this level with the love of my life. I'd fantasized for years about this happening and never dreamed it would become a reality. But here I was balls deep inside of Jamie, the most perfectly beautiful woman on the planet. How did I ever get to be so lucky? She started to rise up, but I grabbed her by the hips, stopping her. "What's wrong?" she asked. "I just want to enjoy this feeling a little longer." She smiled and leaned forward to kiss me. That was all I needed to want to move forward. She could tell by my returning kiss that I was ready. She lifted her hips slowly and then sank back down on my meat. It almost felt as wonderful as the first insertion. She sat back up again and started riding me cowgirl, slowly picking up the pace. Just an hour ago I was imagining this exact thing as I jerked myself off in the shower. I reached up and grabbed her wonderful tits, squeezing them both firmly. She grabbed onto my hands and pressed them tighter into her breasts. I was quickly learning just how sensitive her beautiful, perky fun-bags were right then. I massaged them as we found the perfect rhythm for our fucking. I slid my hands from beneath hers and slid them down her slender, hourglass frame, stopping just above her perfect ass. She began gyrating her hips and it drove me wild. As much as I enjoyed the cowgirl position, I was ready to take a little more control. Keeping myself inside of her, I sat up and hugged her close. "Wrap your legs around me," I told her and she did. I then rolled over on top of her and began kissing her as I rammed my cock into her pussy. She lifted her hips into mine as I crashed down on her. "Let me know when you're there. I didn't bring any condoms," she whispered. "Okay," I said and kissed her again. We fucked like that for a couple more minutes, continually picking up the pace. Then I felt the familiar sensation of my climax coming. I slowed down my attack on her vagina to prolong the end as much as I could. Her breathing began to become more and more labored as her second climax built up. She began to buck her hips into me faster and faster, so I let it all out and grunted as I began fucking her harder and harder. She screamed out and fell limp just as my climax began to build back up again. "I'm close," I warned her. "Okay," she said and I pulled out of her, rolling onto my back. Quickly she took me into her mouth again, sucking with vigor. I felt my cum rising up my cock to the tip. "I'm gonna cum," I warned her again but she just picked it up more until I blasted my first jet into her mouth. She swallowed as a second jet shot into the back of her throat. When my cock was spent, she cleaned me up with her tongue and then laid down next to me. She kissed me on the cheek and then went into the bathroom. "Whatcha doin'?" I asked. "I'm going to brush my teeth, unless you want to taste your jizz on my tongue." I laughed and watched her naked body disappear into the bathroom. A few minutes later she returned and then I got up. "I gotta pee," I said and then went into the bathroom. I also brushed my teeth after urinating and then returned to the room. She was still naked, but had gotten into the other bed. She looked at me with an inviting smile. "Can you grab my laptop from my bag?" she asked, pointing at the black bag next to her purse and suitcase. "Sure," I said and pulled it out of the bag. I hid it behind my back when I got to the bed. She reached for it and looked at me confused. "Can I have it, please?" she asked. "It'll cost ya," I said. "We just had an amazing fuck, what else could you want?" she laughed. I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me, our tongues dancing for a few seconds. When I broke the kiss, I handed her the laptop. "You're silly but very sweet," she said. "It's all because I love you," I told her with a satisfied smiled. I climbed over her and joined her in the bed. "I love you, too," she said and kissed me again. "I'm sorry I never saw it sooner." "Hey," I said gently grabbing her by the chin with a hooked finger. Her eyes met mine. "The timing doesn't matter to me. We're together now, right?" "Yeah," she said happily. "I'd wait ten years more if I had to. You have been worth the wait." "Aw, that is probably the sweetest thing I've ever heard," she said and leaned towards me for a kiss. I met her halfway, softly taking her upper lip between mine and caressing it with my tongue. She answered by doing the same with my lower lip. "I think this is going to be a great road trip," I said and she giggled. "Well, it's definitely going to be better than it could have been if we'd never taken a chance on our feelings." "I agree," I said and kissed her on the cheek as she began going through our hotel reservations. She was making changes to our rooms, changing them from two queen beds to single king beds. I smiled at the idea of having a nice big bed to fuck on. This was going to be a great trip indeed.