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Back Together

By: Momson



As I watched my mother and Ralph standing in front of the priest conducting the ceremony, I fought to control my anger. My mother was finally marrying the bastard. For the past couple years Ralph had been dating Mom, he's done everything in the world to impress me. He has bought me gifts, tickets to baseball games, and is always making conversations with me to get on my good side. My mama didn't raise no fool, so of course I've taken his handouts. Nonetheless, I still loathe him for coming between my mother and me. During the wedding party, I sat alone drinking a gin and tonic, watching my mother and Ralph as they slow danced. Feeling my jealously threatening to overcome me, I couldn't take it anymore, so I rushed out of the hall. When I got home I a couple more gin and tonics and went straight to bed.

I didn't see mommy for another week, because the next morning before I awoke they took of for their honeymoon in Hawaii. The thought of her making love to Ralph in Hawaii made me want to vomit. I was in bed when they returned from Hawaii, and though I was awake, I didn't want to talk to her. I was still angry. "Damien, we're back." She opened my door and looked in but I remained still, eyes closed. "Honey, are you asleep?" Her sexy voice was so soothing, I had to suppress my urge to jump from the bed and run into her loving arms.

During the night, I kept tossing and turning, all the time thinking about Mom and Ralph in their room down the hall. I got up to pee and, as I passed their bedroom door, I could hear their bed squeaking and my mother groaning. "Not so loud," Ralph said, "you might wake up Damien." I thought about rushing into their bedroom and throwing Ralph and his belongings out into the street so I could have my mother to myself again. I wanted so much to break back the way things used to be before he came between us. I went to the bathroom and took a leak. 

I rifled through the dirty clothes hamper and grabbed a pair of mom's dirty panties with a dried cum stain at the crotch and went back to bed. I dipped my fingers in into my container of vaseline and rubbed in between my palms until it was nice and warm. With the crotch of Mom's cum-stained panties at my nose, I began to massage my dick, fantasizing that it was my mother's warm, succulent lips around my cock. I shot three hefty loads of sperm into her panties and went back to sleep like a baby.

During breakfast that morning, I hardly said a word. Ralph rambled on about what a great time they had in Hawaii and how he was sorry the honeymoon was over, and on and on, half of which I don't even remember. I was too busy sitting in front of Mom, fantasizing about us together. Ralph left the table and I felt my mother's foot nudging mine. She winked at me and smiled, her pearly whites glistening beautifully. I couldn't believe she had to nerve to be teasing me. And if front of her husband. I got up and stormed to my room.

They both left for work and I went to the bathroom and grabbed the most recently worn pair of Mommy's panties. The crotch was still a little moist. I went back to bed and sniffed to my heart's content as I jacked off. Later that night, I had the most erotic dream. In this dream, my mother and I were fucking fervently. Still sleeping, I felt a funny sensation in my groin as if someone's head was at my crotch. I reached over and turned on the bedside lamp, and lo and behold, there she was, my beautiful mother, her soft, wet lips wrapped around my cock. She smiled from between my legs, "Morning

son." I touched her face to make sure I was not still dreaming. That familiar touch of her beautiful soft face was hard core evidence. This was the real deal alright.

"Oh, God, Mom. You don't know how much I've missed fucking you, I said as I caressed her face. "But I do. And I missed it too," she said, then ran her tongue along the underside of my shaft. "Where's Ralph, anyway?" I asked. "He went for his morning jog. He won't be back for another hour." I looked at the clock and saw it was five a.m. "Why did you have to marry that bastard? I'm mad at you."

Then my mother gave me the news. "Don't worry, Honey. I will always be here from you. You can have me whenever you want me. As long as he's not around." She resumed sucking my cock. "God, this feels so good," I said, running my fingers through her hair. She tickled my balls with her nails and swallowed by dick until her nose was snug against my pubic hair. She inhaled deeply, relishing my musky odor. Then she began bobbing her head up and down. She started fisting the base of my shaft, her mouth still sucking like a vacuum, determined to extract my semen. "I don't wanna come in your mouth, Mom," I said gasping, "I wanna fuck you first."

"I want to drink your sperm for breakfast, Damien," she said. "You can drink me later. But right now I need to fuck you. It's been too long."

She looked at me and nodded. She smiled slyly and said, "Just let me know when you're about to come. We can't afford to let you come inside my pussy without a condom. The last thing we want is for you to get me pregnant." I stared into her hypnotic green eyes. "I'll let you know when I'm about to come, Mom." We shuffled around so she could lie on her back and she opened her legs for me. I looked down at the pussy that had pissed me out twenty years ago; I dipped my nose in it and sniffed it repeatedly. Her smell was making me giddy, sending my senses careening. 

I stuck out my tongue and touched her labia and immediately recognized that familiar salty and tangy taste of my mother's delicious cunt. I ran my tongue up and down along her slit and was happy that she started getting nice and wet for me. She squirmed around, then held my shoulder and was trying to pull me up. I continued licking mommy's hairy pussy, relishing her lovely juicy taste. I inhaled deeply and her heavenly aroma hit my brain and sent a wonderful, pleasurable feeling in my groin. My balls were getting tighter and I knew that soon I had to release them. But for now I was going to make sure my mother had a wonderful morning to jump start her day.

Mommy reached down and touched my chin and was easing me up towards her face. On my way up her heavenly body, I kissed and lick her stomach and breast, absorbing every beautiful inch of my mother's precious body. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked gently, imagining what her milk would taste like if she was lactating right now. She kept grinding her crotch against my thigh and I realized that my mother didn't need any more foreplay. Her pussy was soaking wet!

I kissed her juicy lips and, as my cock came up to her cunt, she wrapped her legs around me. I touched my tongue to her nose so she could smell her sweet pussy on it. She captured my tongue with her mouth and sucked on it, all the while gyrating her pelvis, trying to capture my dick as well. Finally, she reached down and grabbed my cock. Then my mother put my cock between the lips of her cunt and wickedly started into my eyes as she flung her hips upwards, causing my shaft to spear into her. 

My tongue was swirling around in her mouth by now and I decided it was time I went to work. I began pumping steadily into her cunt and Mommy immediately found her rhythm, fucking back wonderfully, energetically.

We had began fucking ever since Dad walked out on us three years ago and now Ralph was threatening to come between my mother and me. Damned if I was gonna let him! I broke the kiss. "You belong to me, Mom. You are my woman. Because of that asshole, Ralph, I haven't bee able to fuck you in months. There's no way I'm gonna let Ralph spoil what we have." She just kept looking into my eyes, not a word of response. I gave her my tongue again and she willingly sucked on it. I continued to pump my cock into my mother's warm, wet pussy. Sweat was running down my face onto hers. She took her mouth away from mine. "How does it feel to have the real thing again instead of my panties," she asked. "It feels like paradise," I said, and to reinforce my point, I rammed my dick all the way into her cunt until I could feel her cervix.

"Hmmmmm, that feels so good. I know you're jealous of Ralph, Son, but you shouldn't be. I just married him because he has money. He will take care of us, but you will always be my number one man." I slid my hands under Mom's big sexy ass cheeks and pulled up her groin closer into mine so were glued together at our moist pelvises, our pubic hairs a tangled, sticky, delicious mess. We continued fucking with an intense rhythm, the result of three years of practice together. She began to breathe harder as I started pounding a little faster. "Huh. Huh. Huh. Huh," she groaned each time I plowed into her cunt.

I paused for a moment. "You don't know how much you mean to me, Mom. I couldn't even think about living without you."

"Good," she said, "I couldn't live without you either." Then she rotated her ass and I rotated mine, and we began fucking in a circular motion, our crotches grinding together, our connected pubic hairs tangling in heat. Our sweaty bodies were stuck together as the friction of our intense fucking created a raw, animalistic heat, filling the air with an aromatic sex smell that I inhaled deeply into my wide-open nostrils; this scent was driving me wild. I picked up the pace and started to nail my mother with more power and vigor. The bed began to shake harder. A framed photo of Mom, Ralph, and myself fell from the night table beside the bed. A second photo, this one with just my mother and me, remained standing firm. How appropriate. After tonight Ralph was going to be out of the picture.

"I forgot how much energy you had," she said, her face serious, as she bit her lower lip. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and I knew my mother was on the verge of coming. I cupped the back of her head with my palms and went into overdrive and was pounding into her cunt harder and faster. I pounded and pounded and pounded, nailing her to the bed, reaming out her delicate cunt, ramming into her, hoping to obliterate all memories of Ralph's previous lame lovemaking from her head. Her body began to stiffen. She was hugging me and squeezing me tightly. 

Her body began to shake, to spasm. She started to writhe and wriggle like a freshly caught fish fluttering around on the ground. But I just kept fucking and fucking my mother, knowing she was coming, but wanting her to have the most memorable orgasm in her life. Mom wriggled and gyrated until she finally quieted down. I was still pumping my dick into her cunt until I gradually slowed to a halt. "Can Ralph fuck you like this, Mom?" She was silent. "Are you okay, Mom?" Did you hear me?" She calmed down and let out a deep sigh. Then she smiled. "I heard you. Ralph is not half as good as you, Son," she said, and then gave me a juicy, wet kiss on my lips. I was feeling on top of the world with pride. My dick was still bone-hard inside my mother's pussy.

"Mom, can I come in you?" She paused before finally saying, "I don't know, Damien, supposing you get me pregnant?" My response was quick. "I can handle it. We'll just pretend it's Ralph's baby but you and I will know it's ours." My mother thought for a second then said, "Okay, you've convinced me," then she begain rotating her pelvis. I began moving my dick in her again. I pushed all the way in, then pulled out. In. Out. In. Out.

Leaving only the knob of my dick at the entrance of her cunt, I held still. My mother's face became flushed. She sank her heels into my ass, trying to plunge me back home. I did not move. "What are you doing? Stop holding out on my, Damien, you're killing me." I started into her eyes. "I want you to beg for it. I want you to beg for my dick, Mommy. Beg me to fuck you." She lost all control. "Please, Son, give mommy your dick. Come on, don't do this to me. Don't keep mommy waiting. I want you to keep fucking me." I was having fun. "Say pretty please." She was squirming under me, doing all she could to suck my dick back into her pussy, but I was strong enough to hold her at bay. "I love you so much I feel like I could die, Mom" Like a wild animal in heat, my mother's pelvis was way off the bed, lifting my body as she tried to resume our super fuck.

"Pretty please, Damien." I immediately resumed driving into her delectable cunt. By now my balls were tight beyond description. I lifted her feet and one on each of my shoulders. I kissed her lips and felt her tongue snaking into my mouth. Our groins were slapping against each other. "I'm almost there, Mom. Are you ready?" Her eyes glazed over as she nodded anxiously. "Here it comes, Mom. Ahhhhhhhh. Oh, Mommy, oh, mommy." Two loads of sperm rapidly shot from my cock into her cunt. It was a gusher. "Mom, oh, God, I love you more than everything in this world," I was pouring out my heart to my mother as my balls were pouring out my seed into her lovely belly. Four more loads of my viscous semen squired from my throbbing cock into my mother's womb. My dick stopped jumping and I collapsed on top of her and took a couple deep breaths.

Then I slowly pulled out my cock from her warm, swampy pussy and as I did I heard the sound of a little "plop." I moved my pelvis up her body and straddled her chest so my dick rested at her mouth. She tongued the drop of semen still on the tip, then opened her mouth and swallowed my dick. She deligently sucked our juices off my dick, then I collapsed on her again. I was in heaven. Back in the arms of the woman of my dream. I kissed her and smiled. "I love you, Mommy." 

"I love you too, son." We looked at the clock and it was exactly six a.m. We heard the door opening downstairs. She jumped from my bed and hurried our of my room.

"Baby, I'm back," Ralph yelled from downstairs. I grabbed the air freshener and was busy spraying it around the room. "She's in the bathroom, Ralph," I shouted. "You're up kinda early, Damien."

"I'm about to go back to bed as we speak," I said, locking my door. I noticed mom's panties on the floor and picked them up. I rubbed them all over my face and went back to bed, feeling on top of the world. My darling mother and I were finally back together again.

Back Together



You meet me at the airport. You are wearing your short tartan skirt with sexy panties, tight t shirt to show off your nice big tits, and knee high black boots and you are freshly shaved. As instructed, in your bag you have: a dildo, rope, bottle of wine, a carton of cream and a banana. At the hotel we kiss passionately. It has been so long. I have yearned to taste you all this time and now here we are again. We open the wine and drink several glasses each.

I remove your t-shirt. you are wearing no bra. I run my hands around your soft skin, and cup your breasts in my hands. Kissing your lips, I then move down - kissing your neck and taking each hard nipple in my mouth in turn. You remove my shirt, running your hands down my chest all the way to my cock, which you hold in your hands as we kiss. Quickly you unzip my pants and soon I am naked. Leaving your skirt on, we move to the bed and lay down, kissing all the while. Our tongues entwined like our legs and hearts. 

On the bedside table we have set up everything we need. You stretch out forwards with your arms out in front of you and I take the rope and bind your hands at the wrist. Now that I have you where I want you I lift your skirt, pulling your panties to one side. Your freshly shaved pussy is slick with your juices and I am eager to taste. My tongue dives deeply into your pussy, pushing as far as I can manage. Gasping with pleasure you moan softly. Your taste is all that I have imagined after this time apart. Now I slide off your panties, but still leave your skirt and boots on, cos it looks so hot. I take a picture as you thrust your arse up higher in the air, so I can tongue you deeper in your pussy and arse. My tongue flicks across your clit and you gasp with delight. I continue to lick until you shake and have one of several orgasms.

I slide the dildo into your tight, soaking wet cunt, its not a large one so it fits nicely inside you. Slowly I slide it in and out of you as i run my finger along your arse crack, sometimes easing it in slightly. I take a photo of the dildo sticking out of your pussy. Soon, I will replace it with my cock. I pull the dildo out after a while, and kiss your throbbing pussy before removing your skirt and throwing it to one side. Apart from the boots, you are naked now. There are juices running down your legs and I lick them up. I enter you from behind. Because of the rope you slide forward, so you are laying prone with your legs up high and wide and i find i can get deep inside you this way. I take a photo so you can see how it looks when we are masturbating together later.

My balls are slapping against your arse cheeks as my cock goes deeper into you. We both moan softly and you raise yourself up a bit higher. After I untie you, you climb on top of me, easing your throbbing snatch onto my cock. You lean forward and we kiss deeply, in rhythm to our fucking and you taste yourself in my mouth. It turns you on even more. I take pictures of my cock sliding into you and of your tits bouncing as we fuck. 

Soon, you turn around to our favourite postition. You are facing away from me. I take a picture of you from this angle, where I have the best view of your cunt and arsehole which I can finger or rub as you ride me. You are fucking me so hard that you are starting to cum again. I too feel the cum rising in my cock, but I want to hold off for now. after your orgasm stops, I pull out. what I love about you, is that it doesn't matter how much you have cum, you just want to keep fucking. 

Opening the carton of cream, I pour some over your tits, which are now glistening with sweat. The cream runs down your tummy and it looks cool, like jizz. Then, you pull your pussy lips apart so I can pour the cream into your hungry cunt. I watch as some of it runs back out and take a photo. You raise your legs up high as I slide my cock into you. the cream feels great as it moves around inside you on my cock. Some of it runs out and I take a photo. 

We fuck harder as your legs move higher and my penetration deeper. Your vaginal muscles contract around my dick and I shoot my load inside you. I have been saving my cum up for over three weeks so there is heaps of it. Still inside you, I take the banana and unpeel it quickly. I withdraw and stuff the semi hard banana into your pussy. I push it in far enough to cover it and pull it out. You cross your legs so no cum leaks out, sit up and take half the banana from my mouth. Meeting in the middle we kiss.

Standing up, we move quickly to the coffee table near the bed. Climbing onto the table you squat over it and push the remaining cum and cream from your cunt. I take photos as it slides and and lands on the table. we lean over the table and lick the mixture up, our tongues meeting where we swap the jism and cream into each other mouths. We kiss deeply, the mixture moving around in our mouths as we swallow it down. I catch the rest of the jizz and cream that it smeared around your pussy and arse and rub it over your tits. I take some photos and we finish off with you cleaning my still hard cock with your mouth.

Sated and happy, we go back to the bed where we lie in each other's arms, talking and kissing until we fall asleep. It is so nice to be together again. 



Back Together



(This story follows along with the other two I have written.

It's like a trilogy of sorts.

This is the end of it and the beginning of another.

I hope to write many more.

It turns my girlfriend on to read stories about us.

She is my greatest and only fan.

I love you, Kitten.)

*

After two months of us talking and seeing each other since we broke up. I mean I have the key back and spending time together outside of sex. We had a long talk one Saturday night. We poured out hearts out to each other and found that we deserve to give one more shot. She tells me, "I mean this when I say. That if we break up again for any reason, and it's over, Chris. My heart, body, and mind can't take the stress of it again. Is it understood? It's my only condition on this. I don't like putting conditions on things like this."

I look at you with eyes of fire and speak, "I wouldn't have it any other way. I agree to your terms. It's only fair."

We kiss and fall asleep in each other's arms this night.

We make plans the next morning to go out some bar the next weekend and celebrate our decision. We decide to go out for a nice dinner and an early movie, before hitting the bar.

It's been awhile for us since either been to a bar.

We invite our friends to join us. I tell you I found us a designated driver for the night.

You smile and ask, "You plan on getting us, so drunk so we can take advantage of each other?"

I answer back, "Kitten, I don't need to get anyone of us drunk to do that, one of us has to be resistant some how for either of us to be taken advantage of."

That weekend comes. Not with out some love making and fucking during the week.

Tonight is different, we decided. We go the dinner and the movies with our friends. It's the first time you meet most of mine. Dinner is somewhere we can have a lot of people with us. Like that steak house place or that new one that you got the gift certificate from for your dad. We see a fun movie; you know the kind, little plot and lots of action, with just a hint of romance. We have fun and everyone is getting along. You hold my hand like I have always wanted through out the night and my heart sings. My friend Jeff is along as our chauffeur. You give him the keys to your car. We are in the back seat. His brother Jeremy is riding shot gun and we are all talking. On our way to the bar, we make out in the back seat like horny teenagers.

Jeff looks back at us through the mirror and tells, "Hey, there's not a privacy window closer thing here. Just don't get too hot and heavy back there."

You look at him and rub my cock through my pants and say, "It's my car and if I want to do some heavy petting I will!"

"Yeah what she said." I say laughingly as I squeeze your breast through your blouse finding your nipple and pinching it slightly.

You give a quite groan and look at me. You wink.

"Later, baby. I have some surprises for you." You whisper.

We pile out and enter the bar. Showing our driver's licenses to the guy-playing bouncer. I get mine checked last. Only a few of he lets in without this procedure. I get mine looked at hard. Checking it over and over. Then he finally lets me pass. Everyone jokes that I look don't look old enough to be your boyfriend. You laugh at look at me with a love that I thought was lost. You smile as I wink at you.

We order drinks and buy a round for everyone. I see people laughing and dancing. I walk up to the D.J. and ask for a song. He looks at me and laughs. After giving him a five he agrees to play it next. When it comes on you smile and roll your eyes. "Hey there Delilah." Starts to play. I drag you to the floor and we dance slowly. You look at me again with the love in your eyes and tell me, "Another thing I didn't know about you, is that you can slow dance."

I smile, wink, and say, "Kitten, there is so much more to know about each other."

I push myself closer to you and feel the growing thing in my pants.

You blush, for the first time I see you literally blush. You smile, "Is that for me?" you say as you lean in for a kiss. Open mouth our tongues meet and as if they had minds of their own they being to touch each other. As if they are kissing too.

We hear our friends hoop and holler. "Get a piece of that!" A drunk Jeremy yells.

Then he yells again, "I can get away with that cause I am gay."

We laugh and just dance some more till the song is over.

The night progresses and Jeff is on his cell phone most of the night.

You ask, "Why is Jeff on the phone so much?"

I answer, "Because, his girlfriend keeps calling and he is missing the game at Rick's, but he's been having problems with stuff over there. He told me he wanted a break, so I asked him to be our driver for the night."

You laugh and drink the last of your drink.

"More rum and coke?" I offer as the waitress walks by.

"Sure." You say.

Most every one of our friends is beginning to leave. We are the last to go of our group.

You tallied all of the drinks we drank.

"I had 3 beers, a long island ice tea, 4 rum and cokes and a shot of rum." You say very drunkenly.

I try to counter with my, "4 Bud Lights, 2 rum and cokes, 2 amaretto sours, a banana daiquiri, and a shot of tequila."

We laugh and play argue about who was a lightweight tonight. It was you. Ha-ha.

We are still good and sloshed as we get home. Jeff drops us off give me the keys and tells us to take it easy. He gets his brother and himself into his car and honks as he leaves the drive. 

We enter your apartment. We left a light on in the kitchen to see by. You look down for the cat, but he is curled up on the couch in a pile of blankets. We kick off our shoe and stand there looking at each other. You look lustfully into my eyes. You approach me. Closer and closer, till your mouth reaches mine, and whisper, "I could go for another rum and coke." You kiss me with your entire mouth and tongue.

We make out like teenagers left alone at a parents house, again. I push you on to the wall as we kiss. I start to hike up your skirt. I find you didn't wear panties tonight. I am surprised by your intuition as you unsnap my pants and boxers to pull out my hard as steel cock.

I look into your eyes before one last kiss. I move under you and the slide into your generously wet pussy.

"Oh, Chris." You moan as I thrust up ward.

I continue to kiss your beautiful face and mouth as I thrust. I am grabbing your ass in both hands to keep you in position. You groan as I grab your ass cheeks harder.

You kiss and try to break this up, for now. You push me away and turn and being to strip out of your clothes. Slowly making your way to the bedroom. Each step you take another piece of what you were wearing comes off. Once you reach the door you find me standing there amazed, by you once again. You see me there and curl your finger for me to come to you. I take a step. You shake your head no. I remove my pants. I get what you want. You want me naked before I get to you. Each step I take. You start to move your hips around in a circle. You back up to your cd player in your bedroom. You turn it on.

You turn around to see there I am. Naked. You put your arms around me and begin to kiss like a horny teenager, again.

"Take me as you will." You whisper as you break our kiss.

"Ok, as you wish." I say as I twist you around so your back is facing me. I walk you forward to your bed. I cup your breasts and pull on your nipples and push you forward.

You are bent as your waist head down. I take my cock and push it into your dripping wet pussy. You moan.

"It's been awhile since anyone has fucked me this way, I don't like it as much, but right now it feels so good." You say softly as you groan.

I pull it almost out and slam completely into you, over and over. Then I slow down I don't want to cum to soon. So I start finding a grinding motion that makes you moan loudly.

"Just like that, Chris. Fuck me like that." You say with urgency.

I moan, "Beth, you like that? You like when I fuck you like this?"

"Yes, oh god yes, Chris." You get louder as you moan.

Grabbing your hips I start to slam into you again. You find a rhythm in time with mine and slam back. We do this for along time.

"Chris, oh, Chris. I am going to cum." You say in between moans.

"I think I am close to, just keep moving like that." I say back.

"Chris. Oh." You groan with a look of disappointment. Just as you just reach that point of no return as I pull out and step back. You don't move so I flip you on to your back and get you up on the bed more. I am above you and I move in-between your legs. You spread them wide for me. Just as I am about to enter you, you grab my cock. You look at me with eyes of lust and fire.

You kiss me and tell me, "Make me come damn it and I will suck you off all you want tonight. Just how you like it. Now please. Fuck me."

You release me and I enter. I start to find that motion that hits all of your spots.

You start to move in time in the same motion that I like.

"I'm so close, Chris. Don't stop." You moan.

I look at you and think how beautiful you are and just how lucky I am.

You open your eyes as it hits you.

I start to close mine, just as you say, "No, please, no. Keep your eyes open."

I do as we start to cum together. You become wetter and I begin filling you with my fluids. You start to relax as you stare into my eyes. I am still on top of you. I haven't stopped moving. You smile and move in again. You throw your head back and grab my back and ass. You are cumming Again, I know.

You yell, "Fuck! God, Chris." As you cum again, more intense then the first and it seems to last a few minutes longer than any other orgasm that I have ever given you.

You start to shake. You open your eyes and kiss me very deeply. I being to move off you and you keep me still.

"Not yet." You say.

"Alright, Kitten." I whisper back.

After holding each other awhile like this you ask "Lay on your back now, please."

"Ok? Why, Kitten?" I ask.

"Sweetie, baby, I have to give you what I promised for making me come." You say slyly and still a little drunk sounding.

I let you up and lay on my back. My cock isn't hard like it was. You look at me and kiss me. You move down my body and start to kiss. You come to my cock and with a look of determination you lick it and play. Your right hand cups my balls as you lick up and down the shaft. Tasting our lovemaking. You come up to kiss, now stroking my cock. So I too can taste us.

You whisper, "Taste how good we are together?"

"Yes." I moan. You are just full of surprises, I think to myself.

You have me so hard by the time your lips return to you cock. You look up at me as you take the whole thing down your throat. I grab handfuls of your hair and push your head down lightly. You reach under my ass and pull me up into your mouth farther.

I let out a groan. "Oh baby, K-Kitten, that feels so fucking good...oh..god..Beth."

You release my ass and I let go of your hair. You then start to bob your head up and down my cock. Faster you go, twisting your hand in time with your mouth and head. I think back to this whole last week you couldn't keep my cock out of your mouth and I also remember a time when you told me a blow job was a once in awhile thing.

All this week felt like it was practice now, compared to the amazing skills you are using on me now.

You don't say a word as you lick, suck, and bop your mouth on my cock. I run my hands through your hair and I start to moan, louder.

"I'm so close, Kitten. You better stop." I say exasperated.

I know you heard me, but you keep going you work your hands under my ass again and begin to pull me deep into your mouth. I can't take it anymore.

I cum, loud, hard, and in gallons and you just swallow all I have to give. You take it down your throat like a porn star.

I moan so loud, "God, oh god, Beth."

You clean my cock up and come up for a kiss. I taste me on your lips and mouth.

You smile and say, "I have to keep my man happy, don't I?"

I just lie there and reach for you. Bringing you close to me. Trying to put my arms around you. You lie on your side and reach down to my deflated member. You look at me with love and say, "Baby, am I going to have to get you all hard again?"

You move your way back down on me and begin your assault as before. Getting me hard as I can be. You kiss your way up to my mouth and reach between us and guide me into your waiting wet pussy. You slam down then start to grind on top of me. Being quick about you start to move faster and faster. I am getting there I think, but I know you are trying to cum. I slow you down and roll on top of you and start to take control. After about 13 thrusts I pull out and just go down and lick. I lick around your pussy and suck your clit. I lick and suck till you moan softly. I then find your clit and suck it into my mouth. I work one of my fingers into your well-fucked pussy and play. Working a finger in and out as if it was my cock. You look down to see my other hand stroking my cock. You reach for my hair and push me into your pussy more. I work MY hands under YOUR butt now. I just pull your pussy into my face. No longer stroking my self or working a finger into you. No, my tongue is feeling your clit, inside your pussy, and that space between your clit and your hole that you like too. You start to moan louder and louder. Then I stop you let out a groan, like you are going to have to offer me a deal again so you can get off. As quickly as you made that noise I push my cock into your well-licked pussy once more and move in the fashion that makes you come the fastest.

"Oh Chris, oh baby. That's it." You moan.

I keep quiet. I want to hear you cum. I want to hear my name. I want to hear how much you love it when I am inside of you. How much you love me period.

You start to cum and its so intense your pussy contracts around my cock. It starts to massage it and in turn make me come for what I think is going to be the last time in my life.

I moan, "Beth, oh god."

As you are moaning, "Chris." Over and over again you say my name.

We cum together again and afterwards we lay still when we are done trembling.

It takes us twenty minutes for us to resume our normal breathing patterns. I look at you and wink. The love you have shown me tonight will be with me forever. I begin to speak to tell you those words. "Shh, baby." As you stop me and tell me. "You will have me when I am 50 and you are 54." You giggle as you say that. I look at you in the eyes and begin to laugh.

"I was just going to say how much I would always remember this night and the loved you have shown me." I say as I kiss your hand.

I lay on top of you for a while as you reach for your cigarettes. You offer me one.

I move as to not to burn you as I light it up.

We sit up there on your bed naked, talking about the amazing the things we did to each other and about the rest of the night.

"Tomorrow, I am just going to relax and take it easy. Sleep in." I say.

"No, not quite." You say as you lay down under the covers.

"Why? You have something planned for me tomorrow?" I ask.

"Not really, but I do want to see how you can handle morning sex." You say with a big grin.

"Kitten, just wake me with a blow job and it's all yours." I laugh back at you.

"Now Chris, what kind of girl do you think I am?" You try to ask sternly, but you are joking.

"The kind that when she gets drunk she lets out her inner porn star?" I laugh and tell you.

"Chris, I love you and I am glad we are back together. It feels right again. Even the jokes and maybe it's the alcohol taking, but I mean it. All of this is yours." You say as your hands caress your lovely and beautiful body. The sight of that even with your hand above the covers gives my cock a twitch.

"Beth, I love you too. I would not have any other way." I tell you as I kiss you one last time before we go to sleep.

"And, yes I still want that morning blow job, before morning sex." I tell you.

"Night Chris." You say with a smile.

"Night Beth." I say while cuddle up to you and grab a handful of tit.



Back Together?



All subject matter is a figment of the authors imagination. Any similarities to real people or events or fiction is strictly a coincident. Author reserves all right to the work presented. Please do not use any of said work without express written consent from the author. Please note that all characters that actually engage in sexual intercourse are in fact 18 years old or older.

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Please note that this first work was originally just going to be a novel so there is no sex in this first submission. I may change that based on reader response.

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Chapter One

Remembering.

Jared rolled over on his bed. His stomach just kept on rolling. It was nausea, not the roll that did it. He was full of nerves after last night. He had just started his summer break away from his first year away at college. He had expected to have the house to himself. His parents were spending over a year in New York opening another branch of their business and he had plans for the whole house instead of just the basement level that used to be his before he left the house at the age of seventeen, two years ago. But when he got in late yesterday he had pulled into the garage right next to his sister's car. And that was the cause of all his nausea. 

He had expected her to be out of town all summer with her fiancée. Those had been her plans. Not that she would have told him any such thing, anything he learned of his step-sister's life was from their parents. Jennifer, his step-sister, had stopped talking to him for over a year now. She had long ago stopped taking his phone calls or emails and he had finally stopped bothering her with his unwanted attention. They both attended college at the UCSD, however they almost never bumped into each other and when they did Jennifer would turn away as though she had not seen him. 

Jared had felt her rejection as deeply as it was possible to feel. But after the first few weeks he had stopped moping around because his roommate had pushed and cajoled him into going out and getting active. He had always been slim and athletic because of cross-country running and soccer. However he soon added some muscle because of the mixed martial arts classes he took to keep himself out of the dorm and busy instead of dreading the past. 

But now he was back and he had to face the past all over again. In the last few months of school he had lost his virginity. More than that he had spent nearly all his free time learning as much as he could about a womans body and sexual response. But no matter the looks or feel of the girl he was with, often, not always but often, in the back of his mind it was a sexy athletic blond girl he was making love with for a moment before he pushed the image away. Sexy, athletic blond Jennifer in point of fact. 

His father had remarried while he was only fourteen years old. He never spent time resenting his new family. He did not have any memories of the mother that had abandoned him to his workaholic father. And when his father announced he was going to marry his new partner that he had fallen in love with, Jared cared very little. He had long come to terms with being alone, focusing all his emotion into doing well in school and getting good grades, because that was some of the only time his father spent time with him. When he made good marks his father would reward him by spending the time at amusement parks and other such things. But good grades and doing well in sports had become its own reward by the time he was in high school. He was a year ahead of others his age because learning came easy to him but added to that his drive to succeed and he was well ahead of the curve. Which only left him on the outside looking in. The 'nerds' or honors students at school did not care for a kid younger than all of them taking all the accolades. The same reaction to a much lesser degreed happed to him with his sports teams. 

So when his father announced he would soon have not only a new step-mother but a new step-sister he did not think life would change all that much. Happily he was very wrong. Rachelle, his new step-mother was very caring and respectful of his right to be himself. But that did not mean she would let him be a loner. His father soon started spending quite a lot of time at home or taking his new family out to family activities. And just as good as all the new parental attention was Jennifer. His gorgeous new sister was friendly and to his experience unusually down to earth for a girl of such impressive good looks. Soon they were as thick as thieves. Jennifer had to transfer to his high school because of the move. And she easily competed with him for the best test scores in the classes they shared. She was just a couple months younger than he but already she had more high school credits. Because neither of them could drive yet Jenni could not see much of her old friends even though they were only a couple towns away. After the first weeks of adjustment Jared became aware of her sadness over her separation and put himself to the task of seeing her smile. Over the next few years they were together like Siamese twins. If they were not doing something as a family than Jenni and Jared were with each other. Jenni worked so hard in school because she wanted a free year before college so that she could back-pack across Europe. But their parents told her that she would have to make sacrifices. So when they both turned sixteen Jared was rewarded with a nice late model used Jeep but Jenni's car money was added to her trip fund. So it was that Jared took Jenni everywhere she needed to go. And when he had track meets or even just practice Jenni would join him to show support.

They were both too focused on school for dating. By the time they graduated they had each had a couple relationships but nothing very serious. Each of them because the people they saw all too quickly had problems with the closeness the step siblings shared. They were best friends and neither cared to have that relationship damaged just to date jealous people. 

That did not mean Jared was lost to his Jenni's attractiveness. Quite the opposite. He had problems often hiding his arousal from his best friend. But there were times she noticed, such as when they were in the back yard pool together and his arousal against her body was blazingly obvious. Soon their wrestling around in the pool came to an quiet end one day when she said "No, we should not do this again, it just causes you problems." She looked down at the large bulge of his cock in his swim trunks to make her point, then swam away to the other side of the pool. 

It was never spoken of after that, but Jared noticed that the physical contact between them was rather rare the rest of that summer. It had been the last summer they spent together. And even though there was tension between them, his obviously sexual and hers weary, they did get along rather well still. 

They had both graduated and had been spending a lot of lazy days in the pool or out at the lake. But after that day Jared noticed Jenni wearing large single piece swim suits instead of the skimpy two piece bikinis he was used to. That did not matter though, because she was the ideal sexual dream girl for Jared. She was just a few inches shorter than his five foot eleven frame. And like him she had a slim athletic body. But there was where the similarities ended. While he was dark skinned from his fathers Italian back ground she was the pinnacle of blond Swedish blood. Pale skinned that had tanned that last summer spent in the sun with Jared with platinum hair and blue eyes she had long legs and a gorgeous smooth and firm ass. She had been a ballet dancer since she could practically walk. She had perfect size B tits. And even though he had never seen her fully naked her swimsuits before that time in the pool had left very little to the imagination and Jared spent evening after evening masturbating to the idea of Jenni naked and spread out before him.

As the time for Jennifer to leave on her trip came closer Jared soon realized that it was more than sexual, what he felt for his step-sister was love. Not an acceptable brotherly love, no, he was IN LOVE with Jenni. 

Everybody was aware of his worsening mood and the cause behind it. His best friend would be gone for the next year. And even though they both had scholarships to the same college, they would be spending the next year separate from each other. She off to tour Europe with a back-packing tour group and he off to a soccer program for the next eleven months.

That all changed several weeks before Jennifer's departure date. A letter along with a check for her deposit amount came in the mail. The company that had been responsible for the group had met difficulties (unexplained) and had folded up shop.

Their parents could not make the trip with her, but they did not want a lone seventeen year old girl to be traveling Europe alone. 

"But I am going to be eighteen in just a few more months," Jenni said in a grievous voice.

"Eleven months is much more than just a few dear," Rachelle looked over at her husband and motioned for him to join her in the hall. Jared and Jenni looked at each other in silent communication. It seemed neither of them understood their parents need for privacy. 

They did not have long to wait. "Jared?" his father asked.

"Yes?"

"How would you feel about dropping out of your soccer

getaway so you can go to Europe to keep your sister safe?"

Jared glanced over and instantly saw the hooded hope in her eyes. Without talking he walked over to the phone and dialed from memory, "Coach?" There was a pause and then Jared explained why he would not be making the tour with the soccer team. He had no sooner placed the phone on the hook than Jenni had flung herself into his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist. He held her there for a split second before lowering her to the ground, her arms still around his neck. 

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you," she said punctuating each 'you' with a kiss to his neck. Hell for this he would have given up Soccer for the rest of his life. Though as he thought about it, he kinda had. It was an amateur team but it was his last best chance to play organized soccer before college(his and her scholarships were academic). He did not even feel a twinge of regret at the realization. He would be spending the next year with her.

Soon their they were on their way and having a wonderful time. He because he got to spend very intimate time with the girl he loved and her because she was living one of her dreams.

Though for Jennifer the time was tainted with worry over Jared's behavior. She had been aware of his attraction for awhile and though she found him sexy, she did not think of him as anything but a brother and a friend. She slowly distanced herself from Jared. Trying in many ways to make it subtly clear that she was not interested in having THAT kind of relationship with him. But as the months of traveling wore on she found it harder and harder to do as they were often staying in very close and intimate quarters.

It was only in the big cities that she found the space to enjoy the adventure they were supposed to be sharing. They often had separate rooms in the city hostels. So Jenni changed their itinerary so that soon they were rarely backpacking any longer. Often they rode between large European cities on the rail.

It had been six months into the trip when Jenni was getting desperate. She had worked hard for this trip so she could have some fun and be free for a year before the hard work of college. But she was spending as much time trying to avoid Jared's advances as she was sight seeing. They had been in Rome for a couple weeks and with a couple weeks left to go and she was racking her brain for a way to curtail Jared's interests when a group of English university students asked her out clubbing. Seeing several attractive girls in the group she had an inspiration. She was going to set up her brother with one of these hotties.

She had a flutter in her belly at the idea but she put that down to always being protective of her close relationship with her brother and best friend. But she had always had that feeling when he went out on dates. Now she knew she would have to get over the worry of loosing her best friend. After all, they were close enough to survive falling for somebody and sacrificing time for the other to find romance.

After speaking to the group for several minutes and the tall brunette named Angela in particular she left the common room to find Jared in his room.

She knocked and waited for his voice before entering his room. This was something they had rarely done, often just entering each others room after a perfunctory tap on the door.

"Jared, do you remember that group of college people that came in last weekend?" She could see he was finishing dressing as she spoke. She was a bit surprised to see that he was looking older than just a few months before. He was beginning to loose the Incabob Crane teen boy form. The thought only lasted a brief second as he finished pulling his shirt over his narrow frame.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Well, Mark, kinda the leader of the group asked me out tonight to join them hitting some clubs." She could see the cloud of emotions in his eyes and hurried on. "I said yes, I think I would like to see him. But even better, you remember Angela," She asked. 

"Yeah, the dark haired girl, what about her?" He could not get it out of his head. Mark.....blond tall jock type. He had thought the guy funny and fun until just a couple of minutes ago.

"Well, She made a point of asking if you want to join us." Jenni smiled at him. "I think she is interested in you. You should go out with her."

"What if I am don't want to ask her out?" He hated the petulant sound in his voice. So he tried to speak as casually as he could. "I think I want to ask a different girl to go out with me."

"Hmm." She tried to avoid his eyes by straightening this discarded clothes into a pile. "Jared, I know it has to be uncomfortable traveling with your sister." She began straightening the loose items sitting on his night stand. "I know I have the urge for companionship. You know a boy to go out with. A date. We should be able to date while we are out here. After all this whole thing is about adventure. We should be able to go out and have fun and find romance." She hoped she could put this politely enough but make it clear enough he would understand. "I want to go on a date with Mark. Do you want to go out with Angela? You guys could join the group tonight."

Jared's stomach ached. He could feel an actual gut retch."I would rather talk about us than go out dancing tonight. You seem really distant lately. I'd like to know why."

Now that it really came to a point Jenni was hesitant to explain to him the way she felt. "Well, I know guys need to, hmm well, you know." She continued talking very fast. "I know you have to masturbate. Because that kind of thing builds up on you. I can see sometimes, you know down there," her eyes flashed to his crotch," that you need relief. And living with a girl in your pocket cannot be good for your relief. Even if I am just your sister. So I was kinda thinking it would make things easy if you could have some fun with one of these girls, and Angela truly does like you."

"Are you trying to pimp for me?" Jared knew his voice was way to loud, but he was pissed. "Are you trying to trying to get me laid? What happens if I don't 'have some fun'? You gonna buy me a hooker with our expense funds?"

He could see right off that he was not even close to the mark. The second he said pimp her eyes went shocked with hurt. Shit. "Look, I'm sorry. You did not deserve that. But here you are trying to hook me up with another girl. Don't you know how I feel about you?"

Here Jenni was trying to deal with two shocks in a roll. She had no idea he would think she meant sex. And now he was alluding to feeling much deeper than just the average teen boy hormones. "I would hope that you love me. Like I love you. You are my best friend. I love you like the great brother you are."

"I don't see you as a sister. I never have! From the first day I met you I have thought how awesome you are. Smarter than anybody else I know, beautiful, sexy. Even more so now than a few years ago. I am in love with you." He ran out of words and his heart was nothing but pain. He did not need her to speak to hear what she had to say. It was written all over her face.

Jenni sat speechless, literally tongue tied for a whole minute before she found her voice. "No....No. What you feel is natural for you. You are a teenage boy. You are horny and I am the only girl around. Always around for that matter. You need to get out and see some girls. You will see what I mean."

That was a relief. Jared could feel resentment now. At least this pain was not as all consuming as it felt. Even if the anger was a mere shadow to the well of heartache. "You ARE smart Jenni. But do you honestly believe you can tell somebody else how they feel? Huh?" He spun around and punctuated his words with his fist in the air to the side of his body. "You can feel anyway you want about me or everybody in this damn place. But don't you dare to ever tell me how I feel!"

Jenni was starting to feel sick to her stomach. The same feeling she had earlier thinking of Jared with the sexy Angela. "I don't think we should keep talking about this right now. We are both a bit emotional and we might say something that is irrevocable. I already feel like I am loosing my best friend."

"Irrevocable? Nothing can take back what has already been said. Nothing can change what won't be said. Can it?" Jared stared off into space, digging for courage to ask her something vital to his well being. "Can you ever imagine loving me? Not just like a friend. And certainly not like a brother. But like a man?"

"But, you are not a man ye....." her voice trailed off. "That's not what I meant! I only mean to say I don't think of you in that way."

Jared was quiet for a long time. So long that even patient 

Jenni was sure he was not going to speak. However he did. "You are right. We should not say anything else. And we are loosing something. As for going out. You will have to go out. I just don't feel up to it."

"Jared...." She trailed off, not knowing what to say to fix this mess they found them selves in. With a heavy heart she left his room.

She did end up going out that night. And even though she did not manage to have fun she still found Mark charming. Jared stayed in. The did not say a word to each other over the community breakfast. And that pretty much was the routine for the next couple months.

They rarely spoke more than a word or two to each other. Mark, Angela and their whole gang followed the step siblings to each new city, as they had no major plans and had just planned on rambling the summer away. Besides there seemed to be a budding romance between Mark and Jenni and the group of English students were not adverse to watching it in amusement. They rarely ever saw Jared. He traveled to each new city with them. But once they had attained lodgings he would promptly disappear into whatever city they were in. 

They could find him sometimes returning or leaving as they themselves were getting back from a night on the town. But that and the rail rides where the only times they got to see his face except for the infrequent meal he would share in silence with the rowdy group around him. Angela had long since gave up the hope of catching his regard. He was far to withdrawn and apathetic for her tastes.




Back Together?



That all changed one night in Paris. The group had thinned down to just the siblings, Mark and Angela. The others all had left back to uni so that they could "recover grades lost from all the roaming fun" as one of them put it. For their own reasons neither Angela or Mark was concerned.

None the less, both would be leaving after the following day. Which happened to be Jenni's birthday. 

The girls were sharing a room because the hostel was so full. The guys had been sharing as well with several other travelers. So it was that Mark and Jenni were making out in the dark ally behind the hostel. Things had gotten far too carried away and her blouse was unbuttoned down the front, which was really a problem as she was not wearing a bra. She had been trying for the last couple of minutes to get Mark to slow down, she really needed to get her top back together. It was the first time a guy had seen her naked breasts and she was nervous enough about it let alone for it to be out in public like this.

Her nerves sure as hell kicked in when she noticed the figure approaching from a couple blocks away. And when the person did not turn off down the quite street at the back of the hostel but kept coming forward she leaned away from the stone wall at her back and whispered into Mark's ear that they had company and that she needed to be covered. So she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him closer to hide her tits to the stranger. Except it was already too late. 

Jared had been out walking late. He liked to walk the streets at night. He would go running in whatever city they where in by day, but at night he walked until he was too exhausted to stay awake. Then he would make his way back to his room so he could fall asleep only to repeat his day upon waking. He was finally just coming to the realization that he needed to leave their patchwork group of travelers. Every day just hurt more and more. Seeing Jenni with Mark was as painful now as it was a couple months ago.

He was thinking how glad he was that he rarely unpacked anything so when he woke in the morning it would be a quick job of leaving. The thought was interrupted with a glimmer of amusement at the half naked girl he saw pull her guy intimately to self after whispering in his ear. The amusement fled quickly when recognition set in.

No thought preempted his actions. He just found himself turning Mark by roughly grabbing his shoulder and shoving him down the ally. His fists wear tight infront of him as he saw from the corner of his eye Jenni trying to get between himself and his target. He barely registered the feel of her naked tits on his hand and he softly shoved her back to the wall behind her. Nor did he stop to think that Mark out weighed him by a good 60 pounds. He simply turned back and started loosening blows onto the jock.

Mark was big, and strong with it, but he was no match for the rage pounding out of his opponent via his fist. Pounding into Mark's body and face like a machine gunning jack hammer. And even though he got in several hard blows himself he was soon unconscious with Jared still pounding blows into his face.

Jenni did not know what to do, she had tried putting herself between the two several times. But Jared just kept softly shoving her back before without looking at her. But he must have been conscious of her in some fashion because she soon realized that most of the blows that landed on him were when he was pushing her away and turning his body so that she would be safe. But when Mark fell to the ground she could not budge Jared from his hunched position pistoning his fist into Mark's face and body. So she did the only thing she could think of, she stepped over Mark's inert torso and drooped to her knees on either side of his chest so she could place herself in front of Jared, hugging him to her chest and remove Mark from Jared's view and reach.

The sent and feel of Jenni's bare breasts pulled Jared from the red haze of rage that was engulfing him. He lifted a protesting Jenni up from Mark's torso."No! Stop!"

"Shush, I need to check that he is alive. Now stop struggling." He did not say anything else. She had gone pale and knelt down at Mark's side. He ignored her as he reached for a pulse. But he did not need to. Mark's breath was weazing out of him through blood and broken teeth and nose. 

Assured of that Mark did not need immediate attention Jared reached down and locked his hand around her elbow. He ignored her stutters as he dragged her up the ally and into the front door of the hostel. After informing the desk clerk and crowd in the common room about Mark's location and need for help he continued dragging Jenni up two flights to her room. She could just manage to tie her shirt together to maintain some dignity before she was pulled into the crowd and to her room.

No sooner had the door closed than she let of with an incredibly loud shout, "Jared, what the hell is the matter with you? Why did you DO that?"

"Matter with me? MATTER WITH ME? What the hell is wrong with you?" Jared stopped and walked away before his anger became all to consuming.

"Me? I am not the one attacking brutalizing people in ally ways!" Jenni shrieked.

"No, you are just the one who was letting him strip you down naked so he could fuck you like a whore in a dark ally! What kind of a slut are you?" Jared was so furious he did not even care when his words the blood to leave Jenni's face and cause her to fall to her knees before him. He continued calling her various names for the next couple minutes. But they all came down to his first opening insult.

When he stopped speaking and looked away Jenni spoke. Her voice was quiet and undeniable shaky with pain but absolutely resolute in conviction. "Get out. Get out of my room and get out of my life. I don't want to see you. Not now, not ever again. Get out." Her voice was rising louder and louder and with it she rose from the floor to open her door. "Get out you bastard! Stay out of my life!"

Jared walked in a fog of feelings and thoughts. He could not think clearly and it took him several hours to find his way to the rail station. But when the doors of his tram opened before him a single thought came blazingly clear like a laser to sear into and through his brain. He had just made the biggest mistake of his life. He had let his hurt anger control his thoughts and words to the point of driving a chasm of agony between him and the only person on earth he cared for. Loved in fact.

He scarcely noticed that he dropped his bag at the ticket counter before running though the early morning commute crowd. Several uniforms tried to stop the suspicious person running and dropping a bag. However he was so focused on getting back to Jenni that nothing could catch him. 

Because of the morning rush hour traffic it took him nearly another hour to get back to the hostel. And though it had been only 6 hours from the time he had walked away in a daze, when he returned Jenni, Mark and Angela was no where to be found. He asked everybody he could get his hands on that spoke English or French. Which was nearly all the people still in the common room. However all anybody would tell him was that the police wanted to speak to him. Apparently Jenni had protected him even though he clearly did not deserve it. The story was that the three of them had been attacked and Mark seriously injured in the fight. People had seen her trying to cover herself when he dragged her to the safety of her room and inform the crowd that Mark needed help. People did not see him come down the back stairs and it was assumed he had gone looking for the group that had mobbed them. 

Jenni had told her story to the officials but nobody could understand why she asked several men to help carry Mark still unconscious from the building just after the police left. He was injured but it did not appear as though he would need hospital. 

Jared could only guess that she was trying to protect him from whatever Mark would say to the police when they returned for his statement. He tried to imagine where she would take an unconscious man of Marks size. He needed desperately to speak to her, beg forgiveness. Though he doubted all he was worth that it could work. The problem he had was his damn jealousy. It had kept him away from her to the point that he had no idea what she knew of Paris. And he had let it make him angry enough to say the most hurtful things he could imagine to a friend that he was sure was still a virgin and as far from the whore he had denounced her as.

Coming up empty on ideas of her possible location he called home in a desperate prayer that she would have contacted their parents. But they had not heard from her. And he kept details sparse as to why he was looking for her. He just said that they had had a fight and lost contact last night.

Jared walked the streets but eventually could think of nothing to bring him closer to her so he could atone for last nights horrific angry words. Eventually he made his way to the airport where he flew home. Though he left his bag at the rail station there was nothing important that he would be loosing. His passport and money was on his person. Besides the bag had nothing to do with the feeling of loss he had, as though he was leaving the best of himself behind in Paris as the plane left the ground.

At home he was left alone by his parents. He tried to answer the phone every time it rang in case it was Jenni. However she must have started calling his parent's business after the first few times she hung up on him without saying anything. The caller ID let it be known that it was an international call. His immediate return calls did him no good.

The only time somebody answered he was told in no uncertain terms that she would not speak to him by the person that answered the phone.

His parents seemed aware of her circumstances though because they did not appear worried. Nor did they question him deeply about the fight he had with her to make him leave her in Paris. The only time the subject came up was because he asked about it. His step-mother Rachelle said that Jenni had talked to them and said it was a brother sister thing and that would be all the details they would get. She was safe traveling with friends and she would be back for Fall term when she started school.

Jared had hoped that would mean she would come home before fall term. After all, before all this had occurred he and she had plans on sharing housing when going off to school. That way they could save money. But he was wrong. He had waited through the death of that spring and the whole of summer but it was just a few days before he had to leave on the long drive to California in his Jeep when he discovered how things would be playing out. His dad explained that they were off to buy a used car for Jenni and have it driven to California because she would not be returning home, instead she would be headed straight to school. Jared was sat down and they told him that he was expected to leave Jenni alone. They were buying a vehicle for her because he was no longer expected have his Jeep available for her use. In fact he would not approach her in any way or they would no longer pay for his board and housing. His scholarship paid for tuition but every other expense would be covered by his parents only if he towed the line of new rules.

He was there when her father inspected the gold painted late model Saturn that his father was buying. They did not want to send the money off to her because they were paranoid that she would be taken at the dealership.

Jared considered talking to her regardless of the new rules. He knew he could still make grades and pay for his living while in school. But it would put an even larger wedge between himself and his parents that already was there. And besides that his grades would not be as easy to maintain if he had to work full time as well. Even though learning had always been very easy for him he just did not think it would be worth it. If Jenni had gone to such lengths to put a barrier between them that she would cause such problems for her parents than there was almost no chance she would speak to him even if he did approach her.

Her fathers death while she was still in the womb had provided her mothers with a substantial settlement. Not only because of the insurance because of his work places unsafe practices. But she had still been raised to respect money and it's use. So for her to ask for more money out put for a vehicle and extra room and board costs for the split housing was a big deal.

So he quietly said goodbye to his parents and left for college. 

He seldom saw Jenni on campus. But after the first week he stopped looking when he saw her turn away from him after gasping from just a few feet in front of him. She had her arm around a tall thin attractive guy that Jared would later learn was the brother of her new roommate. He also learned that she was dating that same guy some weeks after that first chance encounter. But he rarely allowed thoughts of her to enter his daily pattern any longer. He forced them out and they only time they had room was in his dreams and that slim moment of time that the day was born as he awoke.

He stopped asking details of her life from his parents after that as well. Though sometimes they would mention something or other about her.

But his mopping about was getting morbid according to his rather cool and outgoing roommate. He was talked into joining an MMA fighting course. In the end the decision was easy. He wanted some distraction to fill his day and Jared wanted to be better self-disciplined. He never wanted his emotions to control him the way they did when he attacked Mark. So he used training as a way to exercise himself and his indelible need to atone for his grievous mistake of that Paris night.

By the time he returned home for Thanksgiving break he had matured enough to see a lot of his pathetic behavior for what it was. Love or no love he had been horny. Just as Jenni had said he had the hormones of a teenage boy, and the immature reactions of one as well. He was sure he would have the chance to explain those discoveries to Jenni. But he soon learned that she would be spending her holiday with her fiancé's family. The fact that she would be marring somebody else hurt because he knew that the love he had for her would never die. It had just settled to the back of his mind and heart. But it was time for him to mature enough to get on with his life.

During break he learned that his parents would be opening a new branch of the business in New York and because of the distance they planned on shutting down the home shortly after Christmas. With that in mind he focused on finding something to occupy him during break so that he would not have to return to a lonely home for the couple weeks of break. Just two days after returning from turkey break his distraction literally fell into his lap in the form of a sexy black haired horny coed.

Her name was Bridget and she openly confessed that she had seen him naked showering after one of his MMA classes and in her words she "wanted some of that". He ended up confessing to being an eighteen year old freshman virgin. She was very liberated about sex and was thrilled at the idea of introducing him to the fun found in a bed or "whatever damn surface we can do it on or against." She taught him a lot over the next several months. But one of the biggest lessons came when she introduced him to several girls and in front of them recommended which ones he should have sex with. He learned from that example to take it casual and fun.

He had gone back to his lifestyle before his step-mother and step-sister had entered it. He had no need to speak to his parents as they left an account open for him for his use. It barely had enough to cover room and board plus incidentals. Which he happened to use up just to buy a new wardrobe because of the bulk he had added with MMA workouts. He did not fit many of the clothes he had brought to college with him.

His parents were busy with their own lives. Jennifer had long ago cut him out of hers, a loss he would occasionally still feel keenly. Though not nearly as bad after he had started training. Going out had forced him to developed come social skills. Once Bridget blazed into his life he learned very easy how to be social and fun. People often had to come to him though. He could be the life of the party but he never invested enough emotion into people by approaching them or being overly interested in them. His one long term experience in that had ended the best thing in his young life so he was naturally cautious.

He had not spoken to anybody in his family in some months but he was headed home for the summer. It was doubtful his parents would keep transferring funds to his account over the summer while he was not in school. They would expect him to be responsible and pay for his own party time fun over this long break before his sophomore year.

Bridget had invited him on her bike tour of California over the summer but he did not have the funds left to buy the bike or pay for his share of the trip. So he regretfully declined, because he just knew that the sexual adventures would be at least as fun as riding up the coast of California.



Back Together Again



Buckshot pranced beneath me as we stood in the torrential rain watching the headlights dance in the valley below us. Headlights that were not supposed to be there. Our county had had problems with cattle rustling recently, but so far we had been lucky.

"Looks like our lucks changed, huh Buck?" I asked as rage grew within me. My family busted our ass everyday to keep this ranch going and I wasn't about to let five men on fourwheelers ruin it all while I waited for the damn cops to get here.

I dug my heels into Buck's sides and he leaped towards the lights. As he was flying down the hill into the valley I unclipped my pistol and fired off two shots into the air. The headlights immediately flicked out and I heard the fourwheeler engines rev as they took off towards the "gate" they had made by cutting down our fences. I heard two answering gunshots, just as a flash of lightning revealed a man on a dark horse leaping out of the woods in front of me, gun drawn. 

Buck skidded to a halt, rearing back a bit in fright. I fought to keep my seat and just as Buck landed on all four feet again I heard the voice of my dreams, and nightmares.

"What the FUCK is wrong with you? Are you insane!?" shouted my ex, and the chief of police, Josh. His pinto stallion, Comanche, danced nervously beneath him.

"No! I'm pissed!" I replied as I tried to steer Buck around them, but Josh was having nothing of it.

"Go back to the ranch, NOW!" he said, his eyes glinting with anger as the lightning flashed overhead. "Me and the boys got this," he said before spinning Comanche and going back into the woods. It was then that I heard more hoof beats coming up from behind. Three of Josh's deputies and four of our ranch hands were riding towards Josh with guns in tow.

As much as I wanted to be down there I knew my presence would distract Josh. He would be too preoccupied with keeping me safe to focus on what he was doing. Slowly I reined Buckshot towards the barns. Once their, I unsaddled him and began to rub him down. I kept glancing anxiously at the clock. It took me nearly a half hour to finish taking care of Buck and put him in the stall. The rain and thunder was so loud I couldn't even hear if there had been gunshots fired or not. I slung Buck's saddle onto the rack and turned, only to collide into a hard, male chest.

Startled, I stumbled backwards, and would have fallen if not for Josh's quick reflexes. He grabbed my arms to steady me, all the while pinning me with a glare that would have had most women, and men, shaking in their boots.

I knew Josh, and I knew he would never physically hurt me, or any other woman for that matter. Josh and I had dated for three years, before I had gone off to college to get my degree in business. The whole long distance thing had been too much for either of us to take at the time and we had called it quits.

I had been home for nearly two months now and this was the first time I had seen Josh. It was actually the first time I had seen him since our break up, and it was stirring up old feelings I had really tried to suppress.

"Girl, what the hell were you thinking, charging in there like that? You could have been fucking killed!" Josh nearly shouted. He took a step towards me and I automatically retreated a step. 

"I couldn't let them idiots ruin our ranch!" I replied. I shook my head slowly trying to get a rein on my temper. Daddy always told me it would get me in trouble one day. "Look, did you get the guys or not?" I asked in a softer voice.

Josh nodded his head. "Don't worry, we got them," he said as he raised his hand slowly, tucking a strand of my hair that had escaped its ponytail behind my ear. His tough was gentle, a caress that made my heart want to melt and drip right out of my chest. 

I crossed my arms over my chest and took a deep breath. "Thanks," I said softly. "Its good to see you again Josh, even under these circumstances," I said giving him an admittedly weak smile. He smiled back and pulled me into his strong arms. My head rested against his shoulder perfectly, just as it always had. As if they had a mind of their own, my arms automatically wrapped around his lean waist as well.

I breathed in the intoxicating scent of male, horse and leather. The smell was purely Josh. "I've missed you," he whispered in my ear as his hands caressed my back. His strong fingers worked at my muscles, kneading them until I felt the tension in them slip away. I admitted to him that I missed him as well.

Josh stepped back a few inches and then leaned down to kiss my lips softly. My knees threatened to buckle. I had missed his kiss, his touch, him in general, so much over the past four years. He backed me up until my back bumped into the barn wall, where he pinned me to it. His hand roamed over my body, starting at my cheek, working down over my neck and throat, and hesitating only briefly before cupping my breast in his palm.

Meanwhile, his other hand was settled on my hip, caressing it softly, his fingers brushing against my ass every once in a while. I moaned softly as his hand plucked at my nipple, causing it to tighten and harden into a small bud. Josh leaned his head back to look down into my eyes.

"Too much, too soon?" he asked in that deep husky voice and I shook my head no. Too soon? Was he crazy? I had been waiting for four years for this. I pushed away from the wall, taking his hand in mine and tugging him towards our tack room where we kept a spare cot in case a mare was foaling.

His police radio crackled and he pressed a button, silencing it before speaking into the mic "Officer Rinestead, 10-98, 10-10." He then followed me into the room and pressed me down to the cot with no hesitation. His lean, hard body covered mine and I could feel his hardening cock pressing against my thigh. I reached down to trail my fingers over it through his trousers, drawing a husky growl from his lips.

"God, baby, I've wanted this for so long..." he whispered as he kissed my neck and lifted my shirt over my head. I had neglected a bra when hastily getting dressed and my breasts sprang free making him smile. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue across one nipple and then the other making me whimper in pleasure. His large hands cupped my breasts, squeezing them and kneading them softly. He then trailed his tongue lower, flicking it along the waistline of my jeans before undoing them and sliding them off of my hips. My silk panties were damp with excitement and he smiled.

He pressed his open mouth against the juncture of my thighs causing me to whimper again as I felt his hot breath on my sex. Josh then pulled aside the scrap of silk and slide his tongue into my slit. I cried out loudly, my hips arching up off of the cot. His tongue began to lave my sex, thrusting in and out of me then moving up to flick at my clit.

"Ooooh, JOSH!" I cried out as an orgasm washed over me, causing me to writhe in pleasure. Josh chuckled softly.

"You were always so easy to please..." he murmured before pulling my panties off and reaching down to unclip his gun belt which he hung on a peg on the wall. My eyes lit onto the handcuffs dangling there and I guess he saw where my gaze went. Josh laughed again. Before I had gone to college, when Josh was just a rookie cop, we had experimented with the handcuffs dozens of times and I had always loved it.

"You wanna play like that, huh?" he asked with a wicked smile and I smiled back.

"Turn around and place your hands behind your back please," Josh said in his deep, authoritative voice. A quiver of pleasure ran through my body. I did as he asked and he placed the cold steel cuffs around my wrists. He then tugged on the chain linking the two cuffs, causing me to stumble slightly backwards and onto my feet off of the cot. From there he pressed me down onto my knees so that my face was eye level with his cock, straining against the confining uniform pants. He undid the button and then gestured for me to finish the rest.

Using my teeth I slowly slid the zipper of his pants down over his erection until it popped free. Josh never had been an underwear man. I licked my lips slowly before sliding my tongue along the length of his shaft. I then swirled my tongue around the head of him causing his hips to jerk as I finally took him into my mouth. I immediately buried his cock in my mouth and throat so that my nose was pressed to his groin. Josh's hands fisted tightly in my hair as he slowly began to fuck my throat.

His cock slid easily in and out of my throat, lubricated by my saliva. Every time he was pressed completely into my throat I had to suppress the urge to gag, and when he would pull out I would take several deep breaths before he would press back in. Every once in a while the urge would be too much and I would gag softly, making Josh smile.

Soon he increased the tempo of his thrusts until he was fucking my mouth as if it was a pussy. He seemed to know just how hard I could take it and never crossed that line. With a low groan he pulled his cock away from my mouth and pressed my face down into the cot. 

The position I was in caused my ass to raise slightly in the air, showing off my puckered asshole and also my soaking wet slit. Josh ran the head of his cock along my slit before plunging into me hard. It was a complete shock to be so completely filled so fast. I had not had another man besides Josh, so I had been abstinent for four years now and the invasion was almost painful... almost.

I screamed out loud as Josh began to ram his cock into my dripping pussy, his balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. My hands strained against the metal cuffs to no avail and I heard Josh's moans become louder from behind me. His right had was still fisted in my hair, tight enough to cause a bit of pain but not tight enough to do any amount of real harm. My right cheek was smashed into the cot as he fucked me hard from behind and I cried out in ecstasy. 

Josh's left hand reached down and flicked at my clit, causing me to stiffen beneath him and cum hard all over his cock. My juices dripped over his cock and down his balls, then farther down to the floor and Josh groaned as my pussy contracted around his throbbing cock.

"Yeah baby that's right... make me cum now," he said as he slammed two more times into me before emptying his load into my womb. He continued to thrust until his cock softened a bit and he slid out of me. I lifted my head, my eyes glazed over in passion and smiled at him. He knelt down behind me and kissed my lips tenderly before unlocking the cuffs and massaging the blood back into my wrists for me.

He then helped me up and into the cot where he pulled me against his hard chest and rubbed my back.

"God damn, honey," he murmured softly. "I had almost forgotten how good it was to be with you..." he said and I smiled up at him sleepily. I snuggled my cheek into his chest, and threw my arm around his waist.

"...still love you..." I murmured softly as I began to drift to sleep.

"And I still love you as well..." I heard Josh whisper before I fell into the deepest sleep I had experienced in four years.