1 comments/ 32695 views/ 2 favorites Ride Free By: Skyler Marie Becky was a bright, adventurous sort, her long auburn hair flying wildly behind her as she raced across the open field. She felt free as the birds that soared the blue skies above her. Fee from the confines of her studies and free from her father's harsh hand. MammaBlue was a good ol mare, well past her prime but good just the same. Becky had rescued the horse when she was a small girl, much to daddy's disapproval. Her mother however had thought the idea was stupendous, oh how she missed her mother so. Becky sighed as she slowed MammaBlue to a gallop at the rough patch just in front of the woods. She ran her hands through her hair, straightening it down, as they trotted along the small stream. Becky dismounted and walked MammaBlue toward the crisp rushing water. She leaned down and cupped her hands to take a refreshing drink herself ; as her horse drank beside her. She watched her reflection shimmer at the surface, and smiled as the second reflection joined hers. Timothy McKnight, the lone hired help, smiled down at her as her ran his hands across she shoulders. The shudder almost overtook her completely but Becky fought for control beneath his rough hands. She had secretly been hoping that he would be along the outer lines today, and she felt her cheeks flush at the hidden desires for the man. Her senior by twenty plus years, he seemed to know the hidden desires of a woman and had no problem showing his ever growing interest . She stood, and began to lead MammaBlue away from the water and into the shade. Timothy followed, making small talk about the weather and the fast approaching summer months. Summer, he said was the best season. With its wonderfully warm days and bright sunshine, you had to be crazy not to love it. Becky had to agree with his on that point, and even more so because summer meant freedom from her father's strict rules. She was ever so pleased when it came since that was his traveling season. For as long as she could remember he had always set about this time of year. Even the very year her beloved mother passed, he had gone to travel the states without a backward glance. She had needed him then, needed any type of affection that a normal loving father would show, but Ryan Whitehead wouldn't hear of it. Not that he ever was much of a loving father to her. Timothy had been there for her, always there. He held her as she mourned the loss of her mother, and talked for endless hours about nothing and everything all at once. Her affection had grown as she had under his tender touches and quiet words. She should have seen him as replacement for a father not a man she had deep desire for. She felt herself grow moist at the thought of his hands caressing her small, firm breasts. She hadn't realized that she was touching her own breast with the thought until Timothy cleared his throat. She blushed deeply as she opened her mouth to apologize. He walked closer to her until he was mere inches from her face. Reaching his hands out, he cupped her face, and leaned in. The kiss was soft at first, a tender brush of lips. Need rose fast and furious between them as she deepened his kiss. Her arms automatically reached, encircling his neck. She parted her lips taking his tongue into her mouth as she struggled to find a home for her own inside his. She could feel his hardness against her leg. Her own need was great as she ran her hands along his body. His firm muscles quivered under her touches and it made her want him even more. She pulled back, trying to catch her breath as she did so. He gazed into her green eyes, as he spoke. " I am sorry Becky, I shouldn't have..." Without another word he turned and began walking away despite her pleads for him to stay. " Well damn it!" Becky walked back toward the stream and splashed the cool water unto her face. Why had she gone and pulled away? Why hadn't she let him take her right there on the grass beneath that big oak tree? Was she going to freeze everytime a man touched her a bit to much. She mounted MammaBlue once more and slowly made her way back toward the house. With house in sight, she sighed loudly. Father's truck and trailer were gone, which could only mean one thing; he had left without saying goodbye yet again. Her heart did a small thud, but she brushed it off almost at once. She was no longer a little girl that needed him around, she was a grown woman of twenty now, and decided that it was high time she started living as one. The trip to the market in town was a simple affair. She gathered everything she would need for her summer bash, and after posting several flyers on the local hangouts she made her way back toward home to get ready. She was just finishing the final touches to the snack trays when the first car pulled into the drive. She smiled as she watched several college kids unload from the vehicle. In tow they had what appeared to be several cases on beer and a few bottles tucked into the folds on their arms. She welcomed them and advised that everything was to go out on the back deck. Within the hour more than a dozen people had come from out of nowhere and were drinking and joking around with her. Indeed she was having the time of her life. Flirting was a major pastime it seemed and she was doing her fair share as well. She was determined to quench this thirst for sex tonight, no matter if she knew the person or not. Pong tables were set up along the back part of the house, and while she had never played herself, she was now enjoying the view as several people were losing clothes as they drank and played. She wondered if these were the normal rules but who was she to question such a great time. When a strapping young guy, who went by Chaz walked toward her in nothing but his boxers she blushed. Taking the simple reaction as a clue to proceed her kissed her hard on the lips. Her body trembled and her sexual desire seemed to engulf her. She groped at his hardness, wanting to touch, taste and enjoy. He was none shy and slowly slid her skirt up above her waist, revealing her moist shaven pussy to the entire group. There were loads Whoopps and cheers as he bent her forward to take him into her mouth. She sucked greedily on him like it was the only time she would ever have a cock in her mouth. She slurped loudly on him as he moaned in pleasure. " You know I want it, and you are going to give it to me all I want" she said breathlessly. He turned her slowly as her worked off her shirt and bent her over in front of him. When he entered her she screamed out in pleasure. He used a slow steady pace to begin with then was soon thrusting his hips for all his worth. She was lost is pleasure and hadn't realized that a crowd had formed around them. Jake, stood with his glory in hand in front of her. She gazed up and smiled then reached out at the man , taking his solid member into her mouth as she continued to get pounded from behind. With both holes filled she felt like she had died and gone to heaven. Yet another man was working his way to erection and moving in to take the man's place as he emptied himself into her open mouth. She only saw a blur of bodies, male and female alike. She was sure that each man that had come to this party had surely cum inside her, whether in her mouth or her pussy. She gasp as she saw the beautiful pink folds before her. She jutted her tongue out sampling her first taste of pussy. She licked her lips hard and lunged forward to take all that wonderful taste in. The woman bathed her face with warm juices as she feverishly licked her off. Her jaws and pussy ached like never before and she had never been happier in her life. She glanced up and saw Timothy standing on the deck. She felt her face blush as she tried to stand up. He smiled down as her, as he tried to grasp the situation, and hide the shock that was coursing through him. He walked down the steps and as he did several of the now spent men slapped him on the back, telling him how great this party was. He nodded and continued walking until her reached her side. She knelt on the ground shaking from emotional overload. She could feel the embarrassment creeping back into her checks as her reached out to brush her hair out of her sweaty face. " I uuumm.." " Quiet now, you will be fine, lets take you in and get you cleaned up" She nodded and as he helped her back to her feet, he made it clear that everyone was to be gone when he was done tending to her. Once inside he drew a warm bath, complete with scented crystals her mother used to use. She eased down into the water, closed her eyes and let it soothe her overworked muscles. He tenderly washed her body, and shampooed her hair. Once he was satisfied that she was free from the dirt, sweat and cum, her had her stand and rinsed her off with the shower. He dried her body softly then wrapped a robe around her. " I'll make coffee, we need to talk about this" She only nodded He returned with two coffees in hand, and a scornful look. She started to speak but his look made her think otherwise. " I just want to get this off my chest before you say anything" He said. Again she only nodded, having lost the ability to speak at the moment, and she knew even if she had wanted to speak her throat was sore and words would not come easy. " Becky, I have watched you grow into a beautiful young woman, a very desirable woman at that, and I never thought that I would witness what I did here tonight, but.... He was silent for a few moments as if looking for the right words " I never seen you look more beautiful and I have never wanted you so badly in my life." She gasp as this revelation, not knowing what to say or how to proceed, she simply sat there starring at him. "Timothy.... I ..." She fought for words but no matter what came to her mound her mouth refused to voice. He gathered her close running his hands along her bare shoulders " I want you Becky, but I want to make love to you like a proper man should" "I have wanted you for a very long time, Timothy. The only reason I have not pushed it is because of my father." "He will surely fire me if he were to find out, but I don't care anymore. You are so beautiful not only in body, but your mind is amazing, and I have spent many nights wishing I could get closer to both" She smiled and leaned into him. She tenderly brushed her lips across his. She felt as if her body exploded with desire for the man in front of her, and she deepened the kiss. His hands rubbed up and down her arms, and came to rest at the gathering of her towel. He slowly unwrapped her glorious form, taking a moment to stare at her soft supple skin. His hands glided along the curve of her breasts and down her tight torso. He cupped her mound and she moaned with desire. Her body arched against his hands he tenderly rubbed her ever moistening slit. " Take me Tim, take me to places I have never been" He slowly laid her down on the floor, kissing her as he did. His body was on fire and his erection was painful within the confines of his jeans. Slowly he eased his kisses down her body, before coming to stop short of her heated treasure. He inhaled deeply, taking in her arousing scent. His first taste of her was like warm honey, and he greedily lapped at her. She shuddered and rocked as his tongue worked its magic. He looked up into her eyes as she reached her peak and wildly tumbled over. Slowly and deliberately he stood and began removing his clothes. She watched his every movement with lustful eyes and a quivering body. Never before had she wanted someone so bad and she knew her earlier endeavors would be nothing compared to what she was experiencing now. He knelt beside her, leaning in to kiss her yet again. Her breath came in erratic bursts and the flush in her cheeks only added to the heat she felt. He eased himself inside her, and it wasn't until her was completely there that he realized both of them had been holding their breath. She breathed out his name as he slowly worked himself in and out of her love tunnel. He nuzzled into her neck as he quickened his pace. He watched her eyes as they began to cloud and her breath came in short raspy spurts. He watched as her body shook with release. He could feel his own rapidly approaching as well. She reached for him, pulling his chest against hers and wrapping her legs around his to pull him deeper and his body shuddered as he emptied himself inside. Breathlessly they lay beside each other, both rubbing their hands gently along each others heated flesh. "Timothy, I never knew it could be like that" "This is only the beginning my dear, I have so much more to show you, We have a lifetime, and I can't wait to spend it with you" She lay her head upon his chest and fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of the future. Ride from a Football Player (All characters in this story are 18 years or older) The rain poured down on to the football field as there was 7 minutes left in the final quarter. Our home team was down by 3 and it felt like everyone as there yelling for the quarterback to make one final touchdown to win the game. Actually, everyone WAS probably there. You see, in my home town it was pretty much a crime to skip out on a football game. It didn't matter there was rain or sun. If you missed one, people suddenly thought you were the antichrist. Devon Ryder, the senior quarterback, faked a hand-off and ran 63 yards for a touchdown. All of the fans went insane, myself included. You see, I'm a senior too and best friend of the starting running-back, Garret York. So even if it wasn't "illegal" to miss a game, I never would anyways for his sake. I would always be there for him. That's what best friends do. The touchdown was made with 5 minutes on the clock and were able to get the field goal. The panthers (that'd be us) were able to hold the visitors for the remainder of the game. Once again proving that we are the best in the region by maintaining a perfect undefeated record. I had told Garret before the game that I needed a ride home. My car was in the shop. Again. He had told me that he could so i waited for him to finish up in the locker room and shower after the game. I waited as I watched almost the entire rest of the team job by through the rain and go flirt with the girls waiting for them, but still no Garret. I heard someone jogging towards me and hoped it was Garret so we could leave. Instead I saw all 6'5" of the muscled douchbag that is Devon Ryder. The guy thinks he is the hottest shit around. But how could he not when he just played a game like that and had every female with a beating heart chasing after him. Well, every beating heart but mine. It's not because I'm in love with someone also, just that I have no interest in helping him accomplish his goal of sleeping through the school. His shaggy black hair was soaked with rain and sweat and it dripped off onto his neck and face. Several drops were clinging to his eyelashes around his deep blue eyes that made you want to stare into them. No matter how much you hated the guy like I did. As he finally reached me, I had taken shelter from the rain under a fairly large tree but some of the water still managed to get through, he stopped jogging and watched me. It was a fairly uncomfortable silence before he finally spoke up. "You're Garret's girl, right?" Devon said to me. The dick. Everyone always assumes that Garret and I are sleeping together. Like its impossible for two people of the opposite sex to just be friends. Best friends actually. Even if I told them all that I was a virgin, I doubt that they would believe it. Garret is just too good looking to not want to fuck. Unless you're me of course. "No, I'm not." I told him. Letting a tinge of bitterness seep into my voice. "Oh, ok. That makes sense. You're one of THOSE girls...." He gave me a look like I was something worth being stepped on. Or at least someone well below him. Then I realized he thought the bitterness was because I was mad that I WASN'T dating him. He thought i was one of those sluts that Garret bags n' tags for one night who follow him around looking for more. "I'm not a skank. I'm not one of THOSE girls. And I'm not interested in Garret. I'm his best friend. Now. If you don't mind, I'd like to continue waiting for him in peace." "Why would you be waiting for him?" "Ugh. Because he's my ride." "Then you might want to be looking for another ride. And I'd hurry if I were you, almost everyone is almost gone." "What do you mean 'look for another ride'? Garret is my ride." "That's what I came over here to tell you. Garret left about 10 minutes ago with one of the cheerleaders. I heard him say something abut you, but she convinced him to go with her. I figured you should know." Devon looked at me with something along the line of pity. I guess I was starting to feel pretty sorry for myself right then too. I had no ride, I was ditched by my best friend, and the guy to tell me all this was someone who didn't even know my name. "Fuck! What the hell is wrong with him! He knew I needed a ride!" "I take it you didn't see that coming?" "Well, I mean he's Garret. He's always there when I need him." "Looks like you need someone else right now. Can you call your parents and see if they can give you a ride?" He looked anxious. Like he didn't was polite enough not to leave me alone until he knew I had a ride, but I could tell he really wanted to be anywhere but there. So I lied. I took my phone to of my pocket and pretended to call someone who agreed to give me a ride. "Um, yeah. My dad said he would come and get me. You can leave now." "Alright. Sure. I'll just, uh, leave then." I don't know if I'm going crazy, but I could have sworn that he looked disappointed. Crazy, right? "Great. See you later." I stepped out from under the tree and started walking away in the rain. A quick glance over my shoulder told me that he was already jogging out to his friends in the parking lot. Guess he wasn't really disappointed after all. I had been walking for about 25 minutes towards my aunts house. Only 35 more minutes of walking in the pouring rain to go. I was freezing and soaked to the bone. Thank God for waterproof makeup. I was about ready to break into a run for the first building I'd seen in about 15 minutes when I heard a car driving up behind me. The truck pulled up beside me and the window rolled down. The diver leaned forward and yelled over the rain. "Get in the truck." Devon Ryder was not happy. A good guess would be that he was angry at me. if he was going to be rude about it, I didn't really want to get out of the rain that bad anyways.When I made no move to get in the truck he said, "After you told me you had a ride I went with the guys to the after party. Garret was there with that girl so I went to yell at him for ditching you like that. When I told him you had to call your dad for a ride he got furious. I couldn't understand why. Then he told me. He was going to leave to find you and take you home, but the girl threw a fit so I offered. Will you please get in the truck?" Garret told him?!? What the fuck! That was my story to tell and I had vowed that I never would. Plus the guy had a wide spread reputation for what he did in that truck. I was kind of scared to go anywhere near it with him inside. "Thanks, but I don't need your sympathy and I certainly don't want it." "Look. You look like your about to freeze your ass off. Please get in the truck." That implies that I would have to have an ass to be able to freeze it off. But it was true. I was miserable out here. I sighed and climbed up into the truck. Devon looked over at me and smiled. It became pretty easy to see why so many girls were eager to drop their panties for him. The guy had an amazing "fuck me now" smile. Which I'm sure he practiced in the mirror. "So what all did Garret tell you?" I had to know what he knew. "He just said that your parents weren't around. So I kinda figured out then that you had lied to me and came looking for you. Sorry it took me so long to come for you." Once again, he sounded like he was only doing something that he felt obligated to do. There was a silence in the truck as we still sat on the side of the road. Then he spoke again,"so why did you lie to me?" "You wanted to get out of there. I would have walked anyways, I didn't have anyone to call for a ride anyways. I didn't want to make you feel obligated to do anything. Even though that is exactly why your here now." "Because I feel obligated? No, that's not it at all Charlotte..." If I wasn't confused before, I sure as hell was now. Especially since he knew my name. That was weird. "Whatever." He still hadn't moved the car yet. "Are you hungry? I'm starving. How does a good burger sound?" Honestly, it sounded pretty freaking amazing. But I really didn't want to admit it so I stayed quiet. Unfortunately my stomach betrayed me by growling like a ferocious bear. "I guess that answers my question," he said laughing. I hate to say it, even think it, but he had an amazing laugh. I wanted to hear it more. Which only made me hate myself. "Yeah, I'm really hungry. I haven't eaten all day." "All day? Why the hell haven't you eaten?" He turned to look at me and I could see the anger in his eyes. That was something new. "There's uh, not much food at my house. I have to go grocery shopping this weekend," I said. Which was as close to the truth as I was willing to get. "Well, I'm buying you dinner tonight and you're gunna eat like a queen." "Actually, I eat more like a guy to be honest. I have no table manners at all. You might be embarrassed to eat with me because once I get my hands on the burger its not going to be a pretty sight."That got him to laugh. "I like a girl who's not afraid to eat in front of a guy. You'd be surprised by how many are." "I'd doubt they'd mind too much if they were in my position." I so did not mean to say that out loud. "What does that mean?" I had been hoping he hadn't picked up in that. "I, uh, nothing." Smooth Char, smooth. "If you say so," But the damn guy was smiling. He knew exactly what I meant. He looked over at me and took a good look at me for the first time and realized exactly how wet I was. Also that I was shaking. He swore and started digging around behind him in the back seat. "What are you doing?" I asked him. "Looking for something." And with that, he pulled out his football hoodie and handed it to me. I just sat there looking at it like it was something from outer space. Everyone knew he never, and I mean NEVER let a girl wear his precious football hoodie or lettermen's jacket. "It's not going to bite you, you know. Your freezing. What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't offer you something warm?" His hard muscled body would feel pretty nice wrapped around mine, and that would certainly be warm.... Hold up! Where the fuck did that come from?!? I took the hoodie and realized that I couldn't just change in front of him. He realized why I hadn't put it on yet and said, "I'll close my eyes. Just change fast." I highly doubted that he would keep his word, after all, he was Devon Ryder. But I was freezing and the hoodie looked amazingly comfy. I peeled my soaking T-shirt and tank-top off. I pulled the hoodie on over my bra and shimmied out of my shorts. He handed me a pair of his athletic shorts from the back and I put them on. He finally put the truck in gear and we dove off to get food. When we got to the bar about twenty minutes later I was finally getting warm, but my hair was still really wet. The bar at the edge of town is the only place that is ever open this late at night. Devon turned to look at me in the parking lot and made bet me that he could make it inside first. I told him that no way could he beat me, so we both jumped out of the truck and ran inside laughing. We collapsed into a corner table of the bar and he ordered two beers. I told him I'd be right back and I walked back to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and was thankful that the make-up around my light blue eyes wasn't running. JW attractive would that have been? But my hair, which I had straightened before the game, was mutating into a curly, brown, jungle worthy mane. Why he was even bothering with me, I didn't know. But I was beginning to enjoy his company. He was charming (of course), funny (no shocker), and really smart (I did not see that one coming). I was kind of going to miss talking to him once he never spoke to me again after tonight. I walked out of the bathroom and went to the table. Devon had already ordered for me. The guy got me a single cheeseburger. That's is. I gave him a look and caught the attention of the only waiter. "I would like to change my order please. I'd like the 1/3 pound bacon cheeseburger with pickles and BBQ sauce please. Thanks" "Damn! So the girl really does know how to eat. I have to say, I'm quite impressed." Pretty sure I turned bright red. I've never been embarrassed to eat in front of a guy and I sure as hell wasn't going to start now. No matter how strong my attraction to him was getting. Once our food was served, we both shut up and dove in. After we were done eating, we both had two more beers and stayed and talked for what felt like hours. We talked about almost everything. Music, movies, books, sports, and we barely ever stopped laughing. About halfway into our conversation he moved around the table and sat back down next to me on my side. Just him being this close was starting to send electric shocks through my entire body. I couldn't help but think 'maybe this guy isn't as big of a dick as I thought...'. "So why did you lie to me about the ride? It's been bothering me. Why wouldn't your parents just come and get you?" I couldn't understand why he still cared to much. I normally would have put him off like I had done earlier, but my third beer was getting to me. I guess I'm a bit of a lightweight. "They died when I was nine." I covered up my mouth with my hand right away. I've never told anyone but Garret that. I saw the shocked look on Devon's face and I knew it was too late to stop now. "We lived in Southern Tennessee when I was little. We had gone to a horse auction and were on our way home. I refused to leave the new horse and so I rode in a separate truck with one of the guys that worked in our stable. We were driving behind them on the rode. A semi-truck driver going the opposite way fell asleep at the wheel. He swerved and ran right into my parents car. The force of the impact sent them over the cliff. I saw the whole thing." I had to stop to take a deep breath and calm myself before I started crying. "After the funeral, I begged the lawyers to let me stay at the ranch with Tom. That was the man who was with me in the car. He was the only person who understood. Who understood what I saw, what I was going through. My Aunt was the only family left in my family, but everyone knew she hated us.Tom tried to get custody of me, because he knew what she was like. The court said that he was too young to care for a nine year old child. He was only twenty. The first thing my aunt did was sell everything. My home, my horses, all of mom and dads things... She dragged me out here to the house that she bought with the money she got from selling everything. She hates me. According to her, my parents ruined her life. I was the only one around to take the blame and she never let me forget it." Well so much for not crying, my eyes were about to overflow. Devon tightened his arm around me. An arm that I hadn't even realized was on me.how did I miss that? Without even realizing it, I leaned I to him and he pulled me closer. "The summer I moved here, my aunt yelled every day. Sometimes she tried to hit me, but I moved out of her reach. Se was always to drunk to try to catch me. Garret was my closest neighbor, but there were a few acres in-between each house. He had chased a fox into my backyard and heard my aunt yelling. I ran out of the house and plowed straight into him. I was crying and he took me down to the creek by his house and we just sat there for hours. Eventually I told him what I just told you and his parents began inviting me over for dinner and I stayed the night at his house more and more often. I knew that he had told them what my aunt did. She would always eat out and only feed me her leftovers. Punishment for being my parents child I guess. That's why I was so hungry tonight. I ran out of leftovers yesterday. Anyways I pretty much began to live at his house and my aunt never noticed or cared. The only time I had to be around her was when social services showed up every other six months. The only reason they came was because Tom had made the agent promise to check up on me." I haven't heard from Tom in two years, but I heard he got married not too long ago. "That's why I was so pissed when you said I was one of THOSE girls. Garret is my best friend. I would never take advantage of him like that and I would never ask him for anything more than friendship. And I lied to you, because besides Garret I have no friends. I had absolutely no one to give me a ride. My aunt would never pick up the phone if I even call her. And Garret's parents are out of town. I was crashing at his place tonight, but it looks like there's gunna be another girl in his bed tonight. And yes, before you look at me like that, I am implying that we share a bed. Always. I used tribe too afraid to sleep by myself. I had nightmares all the time about reliving seeing my parents skid off the road. Garret heard me crying one night and made me come into his room with him. I haven't had them since then. He keeps them away. I love him, but not in the way that people think." "Charlotte..... God, I had no idea. Garret is always protective of you, but I never knew why. I always thought that it was because you two were a thing. But then he would go off at parties and bang girls... Wait. Where were you when he was out with the team or at parties?" "Having dinner with his parents." "Really? That's what you've been doing all this time?" "Why does it matter? It's not like you care." "But I do. More than I ever realized that I did." "Then why did you act like you had no clue who I was when you saw me under the tree?" "I was trying to keep my cool. It took all of my control to keep from kissing you under that tree." What the fuck was he talking about? "Don't give me that confused look, it makes me want to do dirtier things to you than just steal a kiss." "You wanted to kiss me? But, why? I'm mean, you can go fuck any girl you want." "Yeah, I can. But the problem is, those girls aren't you. Charlotte, I've been crazy about you ever since I saw you at one of our football practices our freshman year. You were beautiful, even back then. Then I would hear Garret tell stories about the crazy shit you two had talked each other into and I swear, I don't think I've ever been that jealous of anyone in my life. He got to spend almost all of his time with you. He got you in his bed. Something I had wanted since I first saw you. So I found replacements. Girls wanted me and I wanted sex." "Shallow much? You realize that's using people right?" "Yeah, I do. But when they are so willing, its kind of hard to say no. I've waked to talk to you for a long time, but you are always with Garret and never at parties. I was furious that Garret would just leave you in the rain. You are a million times better than anyone he could have possibly ditched you for." "Why tell me this now?" Sweet Jesus, where was this all coming from? "Once I heard for myself from you that you had always been just friends, I decided that I couldn't wait any longer. I want you." I was starting to get hot and he was still holding me tight up against him. I had never felt more drawn to anyone in my life than to him in that moment. I turned my body around a little bit and tilted my head up to kiss him. He brought his lips down onto mine and moaned. It was the best kiss that I'd ever had. In-fact, it was my first and only kiss. "I'm sorry, I'm not good at this." I told him when I pulled back. "That was amazing, why would you think you weren't any good? Who over told you that was crazy." "Nobody told me that. You would have to kiss somebody first for them to say your bad at it." I hated admitting it, but for some reason I thought he needed to know. "Damn baby, you shouldn't have said that." He growled and pulled me onto his lap. I could feel his hardening dick pressed into my ass and upper thigh. I shifted how i was sitting and rubbed against it, causing him to groan into my mouth. We made-out in the bar like we were the only ones there. By that time, we were. Ride from a Football Player "Let's go to my truck." He sounded out of breath, but I was breathing pretty heavily too. We climbed out of the booth and he pulled me by my hand. I felt light headed. Man, I was really starting to like this guy too much. Kissing him was addicting. The rain had stopped about 30 minutes ago, but we still ran to the truck. I sat as close to him as I could get and he peeled out of the asking lot. When I asked him where he was going he told me "someplace special". We drove for about 15 minutes further out of town before he stopped at a small cabin by a lake. It was surrounded by trees, which blocked the view of the cabin and lake from the man road. I could have sat there looking at it forever, but Devon had started kissing my neck and licking my earlobe. Damn that was distracting. I could feel all of the heat in my body pooling down low in my stomach. I climbed over him and out the truck, tugging him towards the cabin with me. He pushed open the door and was all over me again. He led me to a bedroom and pushed me down onto the bed. He quickly covered mine with his. His aroused cock was punched up against my leg and I could feel how large it was. "Fuck, there is nothing sexier than seeing you in my clothes baby." His voice was deep and sent a shudder down my spine. "Although, I really want to see how you look with out them. May I?" I nodded my head yes. I knew that I probably shouldn't, but it felt so right. He felt so right and all I wanted to do was get closer to him. He started to pull the hoodie over my head and kissed every inch of skin he revealed. He kissed my breasts through my bra before he reached behind me and unclasped it. He grabbed them in his palms and I arched my back into him. God, he knew what he was doing and it felt amazing. He bent his head down and took a nipple in his mouth. I moaned, it was the best thing I had ever felt. He licked and sucked on it and then took the other one. As the cool air touched the nipple he just abandoned, a shiver was sent down my spine. He looked up and smiled at me when he felt it. He kissed me with a renewed passion and I realized why I never had been interested in doing any of this before. I was always meant to loose my virginity to him. I was waiting for him to make a move. And now that he had, I could never be more ready than I was just now. He whispered to me, "I've wanted to taste you for years, please let me." His voice was hoarse from desire. All I could do was whimper. He moved down my body, licking and kissing it as he went towards my pussy. He pulled the shorts off of me and my panties quickly followed. He kissed the top of my mound and then kissed my pussy lips. I squirmed and was dying for him to finally lick me already. He laughed at my impatience and the vibrations mad me want his tongue even more. Finally, he couldn't hold himself back anymore. He ran his tongue over my clit and sucked it into his mouth. "Oh, yes!" I moaned. I wove my fingers into his hair and held his face against my pussy. He brought his hand up and rubbed my clit while he licked at my pussy. He took my clit back into his mouth and pushed a finger into my pussy. I groaned and he moved back up my body to ravage my mouth again. I could taste my own juices on his lips. It was the most erotic thing I've ever tasted. He slowly pushed another into me and fucked me with his fingers. It felt amazing. I could feel myself rising higher and higher until I came crashing down. My pussy squeezed his fingers and I came screaming his name. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and licked my juices off. He looked at me and said, "you taste as good as I have always imagined. I want to feel you around me." He leaned off of me and took his clothes off. I knew he would look good, but damn! The guy was a freaking Adonis. I ran my arms over his arms, his pecs, and down his abs towards is manhood that was waiting for me. After getting distracted by his washboard abs, my hands finally made it to their destination. He was huge! He had to be around 9 inches and he was quite thick. I ran my hand up and down my shaft, acting on an instinct that told me he'd like it. His dick twitched in my hand and I knew that he had. "Baby, I can't take it anymore. I need to be inside you," He moaned. I couldn't take it anymore either. I was dripping wet and he was hard and begging to be let in. "I need you too, so bad. I want to feel your dick fill me." I whispered back to him. Normally I'd be embarrassed by my boldness, or nakedness for that matter, but it was Devon. I knew I could never feel embarrassed around him. He reached down off of the bed and grabbed his wallet. He pulled out a condom and rolled it on. He leaned back over me and told me to open up my legs. Now was the time that I started to worry. He could tell something was wrong. "How someone who looks as incredible as you is still a virgin, I have no idea. But I'm going to take it slow. It will hurt, but I will try to make it better," He told me. I nodded and felt him nudging at my entrance. He was asking me a final time for permission, to make sure this is what I wanted. I lifted up my hips to meet his and he began to push his way in. He stretched me out and filled me as he slowly pushed further. I felt him stop as he reached the barrier inside of me. He looked me in the eyes and I focused on his. He pushed all of the way inside me and buried himself to the hilt. I closed my eyes and cried out as he pushed himself all the way into me. I buried my face in his shoulder as the burning pain started to subside. He held himself still inside of me while the pain faded. I looked up into his face and saw how hard he was trying to hold himself back. I started to grind my hips against his, which caused him to groan. He began to pull back and I cried out, thinking he was leaving me until he pushed back in. He pumped into me faster and more quickly. I wrapped my legs around him and dug my nails into his back. We found a rhythm together and I started to feel an orgasm building up again. "Oh, Fuck! Devon! Fuck me, make me cum! I need you," I cried as I climbed higher and higher. "God, Charlotte. Your pussy is so fucking tight, I'm trying so hard to last. You feel amazing wrapped around my dick," he said in a voice hoarse with desire. He reached down to rub my clit. The second he touched the extremely sensitive spot I burst. I cried out and could feel my pussy clenching his dick. I clawed at his back as I tried to feel solid ground again. "Fuck!" He yelled out as I climaxed and he came inside of the condom. He collapsed on top of me and we laid there in a sweaty, post-orgasmic bliss. He pulled out of me, took the condom off, and tied it at the top before throwing it away. He pulled me onto my said and we laid facing each other. We were both silent, to out of breath to speak. He swept my hair off of my face and looked at me for a long time. I looked back at him as I studied the planes of his face and his deep blue eyes that held mine. He was finally the first one to speak up. "Charlotte.... That was amazing. You are amazing. I've never been at such a loss of words before. And a girl has certainly never been the cause before." I didn't know what to feel. Actually, I did. I was starting to fall for him. He made me feel amazing. He made me want to be me. The me that only Garret had ever seen before. Devon made me want to be that girl all the time. I wanted to be with Devon I realized, no matter how hard or fast I was falling in love with him. "Devon, I... I, uh..." "I love you Charlotte. I never want anyone, but you. Ever again. Only you." I was silent. I had to process this. He loved me. Devon Ryder, the guy who could have anybody, wanted me. I couldn't figure out why he wanted me. It felt too good to be true. "But, why? You could have anyone." He looked at me incredulously. He couldn't believe that I had no idea why he wanted me. "You're beautiful. But you're smart, and funny, and kind to anyone who needs help. You always put everyone above yourself and you still fail to see how amazing you are. You don't realize the effect you have on people, how you make others want to become better people." I was silent. How the hell was I supposed to respond to that? "Please say something Charlotte. Please. Anything. Just please don't tell me to get lost. I don't think I could now, even if I tried. I'm in too deep." "I don't think I could ever tell you that. I'm falling in love with you too hard." The look on his face was something I would remember for the rest of my life. His entire body came to life again. He pulled me even closer too him, if that was even possible. He kissed me with a renewed passion that I returned. We made love over and over again in the cabin and fell asleep in each others arms as the sun began to rise, marking a new beginning of our lives.