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Lottie and Tom Ch. 01

By: Hugo_S



Chapter 1:

"Eek! I'm so relieved and excited at the same time!"

Lottie squirmed in the passenger seat next to me as I drove us back home. Okay, technically it wasn't her home as she didn't officially live with my dad, mum and me, but she might as well have done. Charlotte 'Lottie' Davis was my best friend and had been since we first met 14 year years ago back on our first day of school.

I remember it as clearly as yesterday. My mum dropped me off with an awful lot of hugs and tears and "I can't believe my little Thomas is going off to big boy school already! Where has the time gone?!" Looking back on it, it was a fairly prolonged and embarrassing goodbye, but hey I was only 4. The teacher was a nice older lady with grey hair. She tried her best to put me at ease with the whole situation but she also had about 25 other kids to meet and appease so she showed me over to a sandpit and left me to wallow in my abandonment. I sat there sobbing for a few minutes before a girl plonked herself down opposite me. She stared at me with her big green emerald eyes for a second before speaking.

"Hello." She said.

"Hello." I replied, rubbing my eyes with the sleeve of my jumper.

"I'm Lottie." She said, flicking her red hair over her shoulder and out of the way.

"My name is Thomas."

"Can I call you Tom?" She asked.

No one had called me Tom before. Everyone used my full name. "Sure."

And from that moment on we have always been friends. Over the primary school years we grew closer, so much so that our parents also became friends and it wasn't rare that once or twice a month we would sleep over the other's house, especially if our parents went away. We told each other everything.

Then, when we were 10, Lottie's dad died. Freak plane accident in Asia when he was away on business. Everyone on board was killed. Lottie was taken out of school by her mum the day she found out. I didn't know until after school when my dad picked me up and told me what had happened. He also told me that they were our guests for the next couple of days and that I was to make sure Lottie had everything she needed. Neither of us had any brothers or sisters and I remember that night our parents just left us to our own devices as they digested what had happened. They even let us sleep in the same room, but we were far too young to get up to anything naughty so they probably didn't give it a second thought. I just remember spending the whole night trying to cheer my best friend up. I acted the fool, I told her jokes, and I let her play with my favourite toys. In the end we watched a film while I comforted her.

After that day we truly became inseparable. Which was convenient for our mums because so had they. The death of Lottie's dad had made our mother's as close as sisters – they were always chatting away together, either in person or on the phone. We even started holidaying together. Not that Lottie and I minded of course. We thought it was brilliant, just another excuse to spend some time together and hang out. 

A couple of years later, her mother got some big time promotion at work. She was a lawyer and became head of the firm or something. It started earning her serious money but also meant that her workload increased and her hours became incredibly unsocial. To the point where Lottie was walking home with me from school and staying at our house as late as 8 or 9pm several nights a week. 

We both finished school with good grades and went onto 6th form; me to study Maths, Physics and Chemistry and her to study Maths, Physics and Further Maths. Today we had both had our last ever A level exam. It was an amazing feeling. The weight had finally lifted from our shoulders and we now had a nice long stretch of several months holiday before going off to University. Life was good.

"Mm!" Lottie said as she ran her hands through her hair. I glanced over at her quickly and saw that she was relaxing, eyes closed, back into the seat.

"What?" I asked.

She opened her eyes and turned her gaze on me. She smiled. "Oh nothing. I was just thinking about how much I'm looking forward to this summer! We have the 6th form prom next week, and then we're going on holiday with our parents the week after. Then when we get back we will still have over two months before University starts."

"I bet you we get bored out of our brains." I muttered turning my attention back to the road.

"Oh, I'm sure we'll find one or two ways to entertain ourselves."

The way she said it made me look at her again. It used to be that I could take one look at her and know exactly what she was thinking by her expression, but more and more recently I was finding her harder to read. "Why? What do you have in mind?"

She smiled and turned away from me in her seat to look out the passenger window. When I continued to stare she shrugged and said, "I just don't think we'll get bored. Anyway," She said brightly, changing the subject, "what do you fancy doing for the rest of today? I was thinking swimming."

I rolled my eyes. "You know I hate swimming!" No one understood where my dislike of swimming came from. It wasn't as if I had some childhood trauma or fear. It wasn't even as if I disliked exercise. I kept myself in pretty decent shape by jogging and going to the gym. I just didn't like swimming.

"Yes. But I don't." She countered.

"Sorry Lottie. But I couldn't even if I wanted to. I'm taking us home then meeting up with Richard, Harry and the guys. We're celebrating the end of exams by getting hammered."

She looked at me. "And you didn't invite me?"

"I didn't think you'd want to come!" I protested. "You don't like half of my other friends."

She turned back to the window and shook her head. "All they do is leer at me like I'm some piece of meat."

"Well if you didn't dress so provocatively –" As soon as the words were out of my mouth I knew I'd said the wrong thing. She whipped her head round so fast that I half expected her to get whiplash and stared at me open mouthed.

"Provocatively?!" She repeated in anger. "When have I ever dressed provocatively?!"

"I err..." I was at a loss. I knew in my heart that she didn't dress at all in that way. It just wasn't her. But I had dug so far down this hole that I was damn well getting myself out.

"You can't think of a single time, can you?" Her eyes glowered, daring me to answer. Keeping one eye on the road I looked at what she was wearing for inspiration. It was a simple red dress with a high neckline, sleeveless and floaty whilst at the same time hinting that she had some curves underneath. It finished just above her knees.

"You get your legs out a lot!" I jumped on what small evidence I had.

"You mean I wear dresses?!" Her irritation spiked.

"Yes! And the lads have noticed! They like your legs."

That silenced her for a moment and I relaxed slightly in the car, knowing I had finally said the right thing. It was almost a whole minute before she spoke again. "Do you like my legs, Tom?"

Again, I spoke the truth without thinking. "They're alright, I guess. As legs go I mean." I sensed this wasn't the answer she wanted so I added, "I've never really thought about it before if I'm honest."

"Oh." She frowned and I could have sworn I heard disappointment in her voice. She didn't speak again. The silence lasted about a minute and a half before I could no longer bear it.

"Are you alright, Lottie?"

"Oh, just take me home Tom and go out on the piss with your fucking friends." She spat her words with venom and refused to look at me. I sighed and focused on the road again. As was always the case with Lottie, if I said the wrong thing I could flip her mood in seconds. We drove the rest of the journey in silence.

Chapter two:

It wasn't as big a knees-up as I had been expecting in the end. Most people either couldn't make it or didn't fancy it and so what was supposed to be an epic blow out night turned into, Richard, Harry and I having a few quiet drinks down the pub.

"I don't get you!" Richard said to me suddenly as we were midway through our second round of pints. 

"Huh?" Was all I could be bothered to reply with.

"You and Lottie." He said, in the same way someone would state the topic of a PowerPoint presentation they were about to give. "What's the deal?"

Although I knew exactly what was coming as he and Harry gave me the same talk every time we drank alone, I humoured him and played his game. "What do you mean?"

He looked at me as if I was thick. "When are you going to tap that?!" Harry nodded along approvingly. That annoyed me.

"I dunno. When is Harry going to 'tap' your big sister?" It was a long standing joke between us that Harry and Richard's sister, Rebecca, were going to get together because she had once walked in on him taking a shower and hadn't immediately left.

Harry stopped nodding and coughed. "Err, that will never happen."

Richard shook his head. "No it won't!" He said sternly, his eyes darting to Harry for a split second before coming back to rest on me. "You and Lottie though." He shook his head. "I just don't get it man. You essentially live with this smoking hot girl and you don't go near her. If that was me I'd jump on her every chance I got."

I sipped my pint before responding. "You just don't get it dude. I mean... She's Lottie. And come on, she isn't that hot!" I don't know who I was trying to convince, them or myself, but even as I said the words, I knew I didn't mean them. I had never thought about Lottie in that way before. She was the closest thing I had to a sister. The thoughts that entered my head felt like they should have been taboo, but to my complete surprise, I felt my cock slowly stirring in my trousers. I banished them as quickly as I could.

"You're wrong Tom. She is insanely fit." Harry disagreed with me. "She's got to be what? An 8?" He looked over at Richard. "8.5?"

He nodded. "At worst she's a 7. And that is if we are being exceptionally cruel."

Harry nodded along as well. The two looked like a pair of nodding dogs. "Yeah. And that would have to be if she shaved her head, or had a tit mauled off or something."

"Whatever." I shrugged their words off. Wishing we were talking about anything but her.

Richard took several gulps of his pint then put it down in a very philosophical manner. "Listen man, we aren't trying to fuck with you here. It's just food for thought. In our eyes, Lottie is your girl and we or any of the other lads would never encroach on that. But if you don't act, one day someone is going to come along and take her away from you. She won't wait forever."

"She's not waiting for anything." I snapped back, a bit too sharply. Neither spoke, and after a moment I realised I'd gone too far. "I'm sorry." I muttered in apology.

"It's okay, man." Harry pulled an apologetic grin. "We asked for that. Anyway..."

And the topic of conversation changed. If I'm honest I don't remember much of that conversation as I wasn't particularly engaging after our chat about Lottie. I just couldn't get their words out of my mind. Every time that they had mentioned anything about me and her getting together in the past, they had teased me about her. But this time was different. This was like they were genuinely trying to offer me advice; to point me in the right direction. And I couldn't shake off the feeling that maybe they were right. Not long after, I finished my pint, made my excuses and went home.

Chapter three:

When I got home I was in no mood to socialise, so after making excuses to my parents I went upstairs to my bedroom and flopped down on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I checked my phone. 10:30. – far too early to go to bed. And with Richard and Harry's words still tumbling around in my mind, sleep didn't really feel like an option. I decided to put a film on my laptop. Avengers Assemble. It is a film I enjoy and watch often and usually it captures my attention pretty early on.

Tonight however, was different and I just couldn't get into it. My mind kept lingering on Lottie. I had to concede that Richard and Harry were right. She was stunning. Her long red hair always flowed perfectly down her back, never a strand out of place. She had the most beautiful green eyes that I had genuinely ever seen and her body was phenomenal. Although I had only seen her out of conservative everyday clothes on holidays, she had a perfect hourglass figure. Her breasts and ass weren't massive but they were in proportion with her body, her stomach was flat and her legs were shapely and toned. As I thought about all this I realised that they did have a point.

But should I ask her out? Could I even ask her out? Was I capable of thinking of her as someone more than my best friend? Maybe. Probably. If I allowed myself to. But if I was, was she able to think the same way about me? I was pretty certain that if I asked her out and she said no, she wouldn't laugh in my face about it, but we would always have it looming over our friendship. I wasn't sure if it was worth the risk.

I decided to experiment and be scientific about it. I would text her. Just have a casual conversation like we had done thousands of times before but this time I would actually put some effort into flirting. And the outcome of that would decide my next move. I picked up my phone and determined that my first text should be nothing out of the ordinary, after all she might be asleep or still pissed off with me from earlier.

Hey you! Still awake? X

I hit send and put my phone down on the bed next to me. I turned my attention to the film properly for the first time. I realised that one of my favourite scenes was coming up; Thor's entrance. I got so engrossed in it for a few minutes that I completely missed my phone going off and when I checked it I saw that Lottie had text me back twice in that time.

No! Fuck off! X

Had been her first message. So she clearly was still pissed at me. But it was closely followed by:

What do you want? X

I smiled to myself. My first opportunity to test our boundaries. I had never flirted on purpose with anyone before, let alone Lottie. I decided to start out slowly.

I'm bored. Entertain me. X

Her response came back swiftly. She was not to be won over so easily. Clearly I'd have to try much harder.

Talk to your guy mates then! Are you drunk? X

I tried to keep my text short.

Nah. Our night out turned to nothing. I'm back home now watching a film. How're you? X

I hit send but had barely put my phone down before it went off again with her reply.

Oh and I'm your plan B, am I? Cheers for that!

I rolled my eyes and tapped away on the screen. I wrote out the message, erased it. Paused and then wrote it again before I pressed send.

Of course not! You would never be my plan B, babe. There is no one else in the world that I would rather be with than you. X

As soon as it went my heartrate escalated. I realised I had been holding my breath and sighed deeply. I literally had no idea how she would respond. I returned to watching the film. I was vaguely aware that Loki was now their prisoner but I couldn't focus on the film, I was too nervous.

Aww thanks, Tom. You're such a goof! But that really made me smile after a crappy afternoon. Are you sure you're not drunk? :P Xx

I grinned at her reply. At the very least I had improved her mood.

Nope. I only had two pints. Are you busy tomorrow? X

Once again her response was immediate.

No. Why? X

I decided to be a bit more daring again.

I miss you and want to spend time with my favourite lady. X

As I hit send my nervousness came back in spades. It seemed ages before my phone vibrated by my leg again.

You miss me? :P Xx

Although wanting to be honest, I decided that perhaps I should rein the emotive language back a bit.

Yes. And I want to spend time with you tomorrow. We can do anything you like so long as we're together. X

Her reply took a little longer than her previous texts.

Okay! Yeah, I would really like that! I'll come round your house late tomorrow morning but right now I'm going to bed. Night sweetie! Sweet dreams (of me) Xx

I read her text several times and after considering my options, decided not to reply. Her words excited me. Never had we been so openly daring with each other. Before that night I would never have called her 'babe' and although she did occasionally call me 'sweetie' or 'honey'; this was the first time she had openly flirted with me too. Perhaps this was just the alcohol but for the first time in my life I was genuinely thinking about Lottie in a whole other light than as just my best friend.

I remembered the summer holiday we took to Mauritius last year with our parents. She had basically lived in a bikini for the whole fortnight and those memories suddenly took on a whole new importance for me. The swell of her breasts, the way her pert little bottom swayed as she walked. How had I never noticed this before? It had so much of an effect that I was starting to get hard. Usually I jack off 2 or 3 times daily but today I just hadn't had the chance, what with nerves for my final exam this morning, then going out in the early evening with Richard and Harry. As I realised this, my balls felt really tight. I needed release.

I stopped the film on my laptop, shut it down and locked the door to my room – just in case my parents decided to check in on me. I quickly stripped naked and lay there on the bed, just gently stroking my raging erection. Just the thought of Lottie in a bikini had me at full hilt. I closed my eyes and imagining that my hands were hers, I quickly jacked myself off while fantasising about what she looked like naked. It took literally no time at all for me to cum. Jizz shot all over my chest. Luckily I had tissues on the bedside table next to me to clean up with.

I lay there in post orgasmic bliss for several minutes. I had wanked using just my memory and imagination before but that was the first time that I had used memories of Lottie. I waited for the guilt to come wash over me but it never did. I got up, put on my pyjama shorts and went to the bathroom to wash up and clean my teeth. As I slipped back into bed – under the covers this time – A serious thought entered my head. Regardless of how Lottie felt about me, my feelings for her had intensified. Something in me had awoken and was growing stronger by the minute. Regardless of how she felt about me, one thing was now desperately obvious. I was falling in love with my best friend.

Chapter 4:

As it was my first day off and so my first chance of a lie in; naturally, I woke up early. Bright eyed and bushy tailed. I looked over at the alarm clock. 08:24. Fantastic! I thought sarcastically. I could hear my mum crashing and banging downstairs as she got ready for work. I got up and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. My mum looked up and smiled at me brightly as I entered.

"I wasn't expecting to see you this morning." She said. "I thought the plan was to have a well-deserved lie in every day for the next 2 and a half months."

"Yeah, but sod's law dictates I wake up early." I grumbled as I sat down at the table opposite her. She sipped orange juice in her posh work blazer, the one she wore when she needed to look smart and impress. I nodded at it. "What are you all dressed up for?"

"I'm giving a presentation later this morning to a lecture hall of over 100 company guests." She answered neutrally as if it was nothing.

"Bloody hell mum!" I said, feeling my eyes open wide for the first time this morning. "Good luck!"

"Luck is for the ill prepared." She chided, "What have I always taught you, Thomas?"

I groaned and muttered the words my parents had drilled into me since the age of 11. "Piss poor preparation leads to piss poor performance."

"Exactly!" She said triumphantly, before adding jokily, "so I need all the luck I can get."


Lottie and Tom Ch. 01



I smiled back. "You'll do fine, mum."

She smiled in response. I knew that smile well. It said 'I know I'm going to ace it.' She was always too modest to say the actual words. "Your father and I will probably be home late tonight. He's taking me out for dinner to either celebrate or commiserate."

"Most likely celebrate." I butted in as she paused.

She smiled that signature smile again, before looking at me seriously. "It'll mean you're going to have to fend for yourself I'm afraid." 

"Mum!" I complained, "I'm 18. I can look after myself!"

She raised an eyebrow. "I've seen your attempts at looking after yourself. God help you in September when you go off to university." I pulled a face but said nothing. "So I've left some money on the table in the hallway – next to the phone. It should be plenty so feel free to invite a friend round. Lottie, perhaps?" She smiled at me.

"What?" I accused.

"Don't you mean 'pardon'?" My mum said sharply.

"No I mean 'what'." I said, "As in, what was that smile for?"

"What smile, honey?" She said in a very motherly tone accompanied by another smile. But before I could press the issue her phone buzzed on the table. She checked it quickly. "Shit! Is that the time already? Christ I need to go." She jumped up from the table, threw her phone into her handbag and flung it over her shoulder in one smooth action. She crossed the room, bent down and kissed my cheek quickly. "Would you mind doing the washing up, dear? Thank you."

And with that she was gone. I heard the door slam a couple of seconds later and her car rev to life in the driveway. Through the window I saw it back out onto the road and then she was gone, leaving me in blissful silence. I looked at the clock on the wall above the cooker. 08:37. For five minutes or so I sat there not knowing what to do with myself. Lottie wouldn't be around for at least 2 hours and I wasn't really that hungry. I refilled my mum's glass with orange juice and downed it before quickly doing the washing up. It wasn't much, just a couple of plates and glasses. Then I went for a shower.

I let the water run for a few minutes as I went to the toilet so that when I stepped into the spray it was perfect temperature. I didn't do anything immediately. I just let my mind wander as the water cascaded over my body. It felt nice and I was in no rush.

It wasn't long before my thoughts strayed to Lottie and our conversation last night. Christ! I'd have to explain myself to her. I felt sure that the first thing she was going to ask about was those texts. I could feel myself blushing just thinking about it. I needed a distraction. Luckily as a man, I come equipped with the right tools for just that. I didn't go out of my way to think about Lottie as I jacked off, I just went with the first thing that came to mind – which was her. After cumming on the tiles I washed them down quickly with the shower before setting about washing myself. Ten or so minutes later, I was wrapped up in a nice clean towel and after patting the top half of my body dry I unlocked the door and padded out to my room.

The way my room is laid out is that when the door is open, the desk and my chair are concealed behind it. If you just stare into my room, you don't see them. I walked into my room and didn't bother closing the door. Why did I need to? I was the only one home. I walked over to my chest of drawers and sprayed myself with deodorant as I looked out of the window. It was a glorious day. The sun was out and I couldn't see a single cloud. I stretched and undid the towel from my waist. Letting it fall away behind me until I just held it in my hands.

"Ahem."

I span around to see Lottie sat in my chair staring at me with a mischievous smirk on her face.

"Fuck! Lottie!" I breathed, trying to stop my heart from bursting out of my chest. "What-? How long have you been here?!" I demanded. Luckily as the towel was still in my hands it was covering my private parts. I quickly wrapped it back around myself.

She shrugged and made no attempt to hide her wandering gaze as she looked me up and down. "Not long. About 5 minutes. I used the spare backdoor key your parents hide in that old dog kennel. Clearly I came at just the right time."

"I err..." I honestly did not know what to say to her. She wouldn't stop staring. "I thought you weren't coming round 'til later?"

"Oh yeah." She shrugged, "I was going to have a lie in but I woke up early." I shouldn't have been surprised. Lottie and I were often on the same wavelengths. "Anyway," she said brightly, as if this were a perfectly normal situation. "What do you fancy doing today?"

My composure came back. "You want to talk about that now? I'm practically naked!"

She shrugged. "No more naked than you will be later."

"What?" I asked, confused.

She stood up and started slowly walking towards me. She was wearing another one of her floaty dresses; but I didn't recognise this one. It went to just below her knees but had a lower neckline than the one she had worn yesterday, showing off just a hint of cleavage. "We should go swimming!"

I rolled my eyes and groaned. "Urgh! Do we have to?"

She kept on coming towards me and I took a couple of steps back until I felt myself cornered by the chest of drawers. She walked right up to me so that our faces were only inches away. Her body was touching mine through the towel. I was both turned on and terrified of getting an erection at the same time. Thank goodness I'd had that wank in the shower.

"You said that we could do anything so long as we spent the day together." She pouted.

"I did..." I conceded slowly.

"And look!" She pulled the neckline of her dress down, revealing more of herself to me. "I'm already wearing my bikini."

I had to look. And she was indeed wearing her bikini, but I didn't see that. I saw everything else. Her boobs looked amazing. "I... I err..." Was all I could get out of my mouth.

She fluttered her big green emerald eyes at me. "Pleaaaaase?" She dragged the word out.

I didn't know where to look. She still held her dress down, giving me a great view of her full tits, and her face was so innocent. My heart was doing somersaults in my chest. "Fine," I huffed out in the best 'I'm not happy about this' voice as I could muster. "If it's what you want."

"Eek, thank you!" She let go of her top and hugged me tight. I didn't know what to do so I just stood there for a second. I could feel my cock growing and I hoped to god that the towel was thick enough to stop her feeling it too. She let go of me and backed away a few steps, before turning and walking to the door. She stopped and looked back at me, "And honey, you have no idea what I want. Don't keep me waiting too long." Then she disappeared down the hall and I heard her skip down the stairs as she hummed to herself.

I collapsed on my bed. What the hell had just happened?! I processed our brief encounter while I waited for the tent I'd unwillingly erected to go down. It took much longer than it should have done considering I had just unloaded not ten minutes previous. I just couldn't get the image of her pulling her top down for me out of my head. Even if that was all that happened today. It had been productive in my eyes.

I dressed quickly. Opting to wear my swimming shorts under normal shorts so that I wouldn't have to change when we got to the pool. I found a towel and wrapped some boxers and shower gel up inside it then wandered downstairs to get a carrier bag. Lottie was waiting casually by the front door like the events upstairs never happened. The rucksack she usually used for college was lazily hanging off one shoulder.

"Where are you going?" She asked as I turned away from her and headed for the kitchen.

"To get a bag." I stopped and answered slowly, as if her question was wholly unnecessary.

She jumped forward and grabbed the stuff out of my hands. "Don't bother," She said as she swung her rucksack off of her shoulder, unzipped it and stowed my towel away inside. As she looked up at me, she clearly felt the need to explain herself, "well, I don't see the point of taking two bags when it will all fit in mine. I can just give you your stuff when we get there."

I shrugged. Her logic made sense. "Okay. Let's go." I grabbed the money my mum had left on the side for me and put it in my wallet. Then we left. It was only a short 10 minute walk to the pool from my house so we elected not to take a car as the weather was so lush. We made idle small talk but I could sense there was something on her mind.

"Lottie, are you alright?" I was a little concerned after a pause in our conversation.

"What?" She said as if snapping out of a daydream. "Oh, yeah! Yeah, I'm fine. Anyway, I've decided to be considerate."

I could tell she was hastily trying to change the subject by the way she said 'anyway', but not to be pushy I let it go. She would tell me in her own time. "Do enlighten me."

"Well although we are going to the pool. I don't plan on swimming for that long. Maybe half an hour tops. Then I thought we could go to the health suite? Sit in the steam room, sauna and Jacuzzi for a while." She looked at me sceptically, trying to gauge whether or not she had won me over. Seemingly she must not have been certain as she added, "It'll be really good for our skin."

I was already won over. Half an hour of swimming I could handle if I got to sit in a Jacuzzi afterwards. Especially if I got to look at her while I was in it. That sounded like time well spent to me. "Sounds good to me, babe." I said without thinking. I stopped horrified and looked at her. It was one thing to say it over text but another thing completely to say it in person. She had stopped too and was staring at me. She didn't look angry or upset. She was just studying my face. "I'm sorry," I said quietly, probably much later than I should have. "That just slipped out."

"No. It's fine." She replied, her features unreadable. She motioned with her head, "shall we continue?"

"Yeah." I muttered and we continued walking, but this time in a stony, awkward silence. I couldn't believe one word had so much of an impact. I peeked at her in my peripheral vision constantly but her features were odd. She seemed conflicted. Great. I thought to myself. She's onto me already and is trying to think of some way of letting me down without ruining our friendship. We didn't speak for the rest of the journey; she was deep in thought and I trying to think of every variation of the phrase 'fucking idiot'.

When we arrived, we paid for entry to the pool and health suite and got changed quickly. We put our clothes in the same locker and I strapped the key to my wrist. We conversed minimally, and she gave me a small fleeting smile before we went swimming on our own. She is a much better swimmer than I am. Although I can do every stroke except the butterfly – seriously, who does that? – I prefer to do either the front crawl or breaststroke at a slow leisurely pace, whereas Lottie goes off like a bullet from a gun.

I swam around sullenly for about twenty minutes, not really in the mood anymore before I sloped off to the health suite. It was a password protected room. When you paid they gave you the four digit code which you entered into an iPad set into the wall, the screen changed from yellow to green, (or from yellow to red if you got it wrong) and the door opened.

I headed for the steam room first. Figuring that I would go in there, then to the sauna, then finally to the Jacuzzi. The latter being where I would spend most of my time. After about five minutes I had developed a nice sheen of sweat on my skin and was just contemplating moving onto the sauna when the door opened and Lottie walked in. She sat down opposite me.

"Hi." She said as she sat. She had her long legs pressed firmly together and her arms by her sides, gripping onto the long marble bench that ran around the small room, acting as the seat.

"Hi," I replied. Trying to put as much effort into not sounding depressed as I could. She didn't say anything else and we sat in an awkward silence for several seconds before I could no longer bear it. "Look, about what I said before. I'm sor –"

"Don't!" She half shouted, taking me by surprise. She clearly shocked herself as well because as she continued, her voice was much more level. "Don't say anything. Let's just sit in each other's company for a bit without talking."

I nodded my reply and we sat there for what seemed a long time but in reality was probably only a few minutes. In that time she never took her eyes off of me. They studied me with their emerald green stare as her hands idly played with her red hair – now slightly darker as the wetness plastered it down over her left shoulder. I tried to figure out what she was thinking but the steam was making it hard for me to read her face too clearly. It really was quite thick.

Eventually I'd had enough and broke the silence. "Wanna go to the sauna?" She nodded and we got up, I held the door for her and we walked into the main room of the health suite. The cool air felt glorious on my skin and as we passed the Jacuzzi I couldn't help but stare at her back. The way it arched down beautifully and disappeared into her bottoms as it morphed into her ass. Her hips swayed hypnotically. Had she always walked like that? I didn't know but my eyes were glued to her ass. She looked over her shoulder as we reached the door to the sauna and caught me staring. I immediately raised my gaze but she didn't chastise me. There were many emotions in those eyes but anger, irritation or annoyance weren't among them, and as she turned back to walk in before me, I could've sworn I saw the ghost of a smile on her cheek.

The sauna was much hotter. The temperature gauge read almost 80oC. I didn't know about Lottie but I wasn't going to be able to sit in there for long. The benches were made of wood this time – like real benches, but they were so hot to my skin. Almost scaldingly so. Again we didn't speak much, but because the air was thick and muggy to breathe I didn't mind so much. I did enjoy ogling her though when she closed her eyes. Her legs were athletic, toned and shapely and her stomach although bunched up as she sat, barely had any fat on it at all. But my eyes were mainly drawn to her breasts, in her current position, they looked magnificent. I could trace every curve with my eyes. In that moment she was the most beautiful, exquisite creature I had ever seen.

The clock on the wall said we had been in there 7 minutes. Which I thought was pretty good going and was about to suggest we get out when Lottie opened her eyes and spoke. "Fuck me, I've got to get out of here!"

"I'm so glad you said that." I said relieved. "I was only in here this long because you were and I didn't want to seem like a pussy."

She laughed at this and we left. Her laughter was like medicine to my soul and I felt ten times better already. As we got into the Jacuzzi, the water was both warm and soothing on my skin. Lottie pressed the button for bubbles and within seconds we were surrounded by bubbles and jets of pulsing water pummelled our bodies. It was bliss. As I sat opposite her, I decided I couldn't man up for the silence anymore and had to talk to her.

"Lottie," I said, grabbing her attention. Her eyelids fluttered open and she looked at me. I swallowed. "I just want my best friend back."

She frowned at me, confused. "I'm right here."

"You know what I mean." I started, knowing it was now or never to confront the issue between us. "We've been distant lately. I don't just mean this morning but over the last few weeks and months I've really started to notice it. It feels like I'm losing my best friend."

"We have had a serious amount of work with our A level exams." She conceded. "And don't worry about this morning. You're a goof but you're my goof."

"Is that really all it is?" I said, unable to keep the disappointment from my voice. In the sauna I thought I had worked her out. That I had finally put the puzzle pieces together from the last few months and seen the big picture that was Lottie's inner thoughts and secrets. Perhaps I was wrong and perhaps it would strain our friendship too much, but I had to know.

"What is it?" She asked, suddenly worried.

Knowing her as I did, it would be much easier and much less time consuming to act physically. With my heart beating at 100 miles an hour I pushed off of the Jacuzzi wall and slowly crossed the small space between us. Her legs were pressed together but as I approached I gently guided my hands between them and spread them apart. She offered no resistance. I knelt in front of her, with my stomach touching the inner thigh of each leg and paused.

Her eyes danced in front of me as I gazed at her. In that moment, a bomb could have gone off in the room next door and I wouldn't have noticed. She was my entire world. I gently placed my hands on her waist and leaned in closer until we were as close as we had been that morning in my room.

"Tom, I'm scared." She said softly, her voice full of confliction.

"Me too." I whispered.

Then I leaned in the final few inches and kissed her. And a split second later she kissed me back. It was a soft kiss, but heavy with tenderness and affection. As if the entire 14 years we had known each other was merely the build up to this moment. It filled me with a happiness that I had never experienced before. With exceptional will power, I withdrew back a few inches to stare at her face. Her eyes were closed and she had a look of pure bliss on her face. After a moment she opened her eyes.

"Wow!"

I grinned. That was exactly my thoughts. "Still scared?"

"Like you wouldn't believe!"

"I know right?" My heart was going like a jack hammer but I could also feel her pulse racing.

She threw her arms around me and kissed me again. I leaned into her once more. This time she was more forceful. More adventurous and passionate. Her tongue flitted across my lips and I parted them to allow her access. I felt her tongue invade my mouth. Exploring it for the first time. I let her do her own thing for another few seconds before engaging her with mine. She retreated and it was my turn to explore her lips and mouth. Her tongue was warm and velvety and up for anything that I could give her. We jousted together like that, going back and forth between her mouth and mine before I eventually broke it off and came up for air.

Neither of us moved. Her sat there with her legs spread wide and me kneeling between them. Both panting hard. I grinned at her and to my surprise I saw tears start streaking from her face. "Lottie!" I felt my eyes go wide as I panicked. "You're crying!"

She laughed. "I know, stupid!" She untangled an arm from me and wiped her face before looking at me again. She laughed for a second time. "It's just... I've waited for this for so long you wouldn't even believe and now..." She trailed off. "I mean we..."

"What?" I asked her as butterflies suddenly took flight inside my stomach, knowing finally that she felt the same way.

She laughed again and tears streamed down her face. "I've fantasised literally hundreds of scenarios of you finally realising how I feel about you. But none of them were in a Jacuzzi."

"Well I hope it lives up to your imagination." I chuckled.

She shook her head. "It's ten times, no a hundred times better than all of them." She threw her arms around me and pulled me tight to her. Although she had hugged me thousands of times before this one felt different. As if it were our first real embracing hug. I moved my hands around her back and hugged her tight.

"Is this why you have been distant for so long?" I whispered into her ear. I felt her nod next to me. "Well," I said softly, "You don't have to worry about that anymore. I'm right here." She squeezed me tighter and it was some time before I disentangled myself from her. I moved back so that I had a clear view of her head and shoulders. We had definitely been there a while as the parts of her hair that were out of the water had started to dry. "So," I said casually, "does this mean I get my best friend back."




Lottie and Tom Ch. 01



She looked at me, eyes full of happiness and she flashed me the most brilliant white smile I had ever seen. "Yes. Yes it does."

Chapter 5:

Although I could have stayed cuddled up to her all day in that Jacuzzi, it wasn't long before Lottie announced we had to get out. She led me back out to the main pool and the lockers where we grabbed our stuff and showered quickly, making sure to get the worst of the chlorine off of our skin. Then she picked up her rucksack and headed into a changing room. I faltered outside.

"Hey! You haven't given me my stuff!" I complained.

She looked at me wickedly before beckoning me in with a finger. "In." She said.

"But –"

"In!" She commanded.

I walked in and she closed the door behind me and locked it. It was fairly cramped but we had enough room to move around without hitting each other. She plonked the rucksack and our towels down on the bench, wound her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. Then she withdrew and looked up at me – there wasn't much of a height difference. I was 5'11 and she was 5'8, but she still had to look up. She had me with those big emerald eyes.

"Right. Ground rules." She said cheekily. "I did want to wait to see each other naked but you looked so hot showering that I've changed my mind."

"Really?" I said, my mind immediately going through the list of things we could do in the cubicle. It was long.

"Yes. But there is a rule." She said seriously, putting a hand on the side of my head to make sure I was listening. "No touching."

"Oh what?!" I complained as the list shortened considerably.

"They are my terms. If you don't think you can handle it, get out and I'll see you in 10 minutes." I didn't move. She smiled. "Good. Now sit down and watch."

"Hang on two seconds." I said, removing her hands from my body. I pushed her away slightly to give me some room. I picked up my towel wrapped it around myself then expertly pulled my shorts down and kicked them off. She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I shrugged, "I hate sitting around in wet shorts."

She laughed, stepped forward and kissed me on the lips softly. Then she pushed me down so I sat on the bench. "Remember," she warned. "No touching!"

I pulled a face but nodded all the same. She stepped closer to me so that my head was right in line with her breasts and pulled the lower cord of her bikini undone. "You are making this intolerably difficult." I moaned. But she just laughed. Then she reached up, undid the string around her neck and slowly lowered her hands, taking her bikini top with her.

My breath caught in my throat. She had the most beautiful tits I had ever seen. They were round, full and pert. Her nipples and areolas were a perfect shade of light pink and were no bigger than a 10 pence piece or a quarter. It took every fibre of my being to not caress, lick, pinch, suck and nibble on her flawless chest. I raised my head to look at her to find her watching me intently, studying my reaction.

"You do realise that I could report you for crimes against humanity. This is torture."

She laughed sweetly, then asked in an uncertain voice "Do you really like them?"

I stood up and my chest touched hers. "I'm going to break the no touching rule," I warned her, "But just to put my arms around you." She nodded and I wrapped my hands around her waist and held her tight. I made sure I had her full attention then said, "I love them. You have the most beautiful boobs I have ever seen."

"I would hope they are the first boobs you have ever seen." She joked.

"They are!" I nodded furiously, "Except for in porn – oh and when I accidentally caught my mum doing a naked run from the bathroom to her bedroom once when she forgot her towel."

Lottie laughed. Then pulled a serious face, "I thought you might've thought they were too small." She cupped them. "They're only 34C."

"No I mean it, every word." I said seriously. "Everything about you is gorgeous."

She kissed me. Not forcefully and passionately like before, but deeply. As if my words were exactly what she needed to hear. "Sit down again." She smiled naughtily at me. I did just that and she took a step back and turned around. Then watching me from over her shoulder, she tucked each thumb under the waistline of her bikini bottoms, bent over and slowly pulled them down.

My eyes bulged out of my head. Her ass was flawlessly smooth and she had not one mark on her body except for a few freckles here and there which only served to make her all the more appealing to me. As she lifted each leg in turn to step out of her bikini I caught a glimpse of her pussy but it was when she turned around that my mouth really fell open.

She shaved. Like completely. Her pussy was completely hairless and exposed for my eyes. I so desperately wanted to reach out and touch her. To run my finger along her outer labia and then taste the juices on my tongue. I wondered exactly how smooth she felt on the outside and then what she would feel like within. I made a conscious effort to close my mouth then looked her up and down. If I had thought she was beautiful before, when naked she was positively stunning. My vocabulary was not up to the challenge of describing her.

Once again, she was studying my reaction. Her red hair had fallen over her shoulders and down onto her breasts. "Babe," I said. Conscious to use the word from earlier, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I could die right now a happy man."

Lottie smiled at me shyly. "Thank you," she muttered. "I was really worried about what you would think of me. I want to be perfect for you."

"Are you kidding me?!" I asked in disbelief. "I wish there was some way to show –" I stopped myself mid-sentence as a lightbulb went off in my head. I stood up in front of her. "Look." I stated proudly and undid my towel. Letting it drop to the floor. My cock stood proudly erect. Like every other boy in the world, I had measured it and when fully erect it stood just shy of 7 inches. And right now my cock felt like it was the hardest it had ever been. The head had an angry purplish hue.

Lottie gasped. "Wow!" Her eyes were glued to it, "I... Um wow! I've never seen one properly before. It's so big!" She went to touch it with her hand but I stopped her.

"Wait! No touching remember." I reminded her. "It's not one rule for you and another rule for me."

She pouted. "Yeah, that was a bad idea."

"Well hindsight is a wonderful thing," I said, shaking my head in mock disapproval. "But do you see? I am that hard because of you."

She blushed. "Well I think we should get dried and dressed pretty quickly. Otherwise I am going to touch you."

The two of us got dressed quickly. Then I bought us both a chocolate bar each from the vending machines while she brushed and dried her hair. It wasn't until the walk home that it suddenly hit me. "So, are we dating now?" I asked as I scrumpled up the chocolate wrapper and put it in her rucksack – I was carrying it now.

"Well, would you like to be my boyfriend?" She asked seriously.

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" I answered.

She giggled. "Then yes, we are dating. You are officially my boyfriend and I am officially your girlfriend." I grinned to myself and held my hand out to her. She scooted closer slightly and took it, squeezing my hand as she did so. "I have some conditions though." She said after a minute or two of blissful silence."

"Oh?"

"To me it feels like this was meant to be. But I am still worried. So I have a couple of deal breaker conditions."

"Okay." I said, confident they wouldn't make the blindest bit of difference to how I felt about her. "Shoot!"

"Number one. Please don't cheat on me. If I found out you did, well... well I don't know what I'd do so please don't do it ever." Lottie looked at me concerned.

"Lottie, I could scour the world ten times over and not find a woman even remotely as appealing to me as you are." I answered honestly. "So that's easy."

She smiled a toothy smile at me, seemingly happy with my answer. "Number two. I know we've been friends forever and have now seen each other naked but I want to do this properly. We will go on dates, take things slow and figure this out together. Like I'm sorry, but I am not ready for sex yet."

"Neither am I." I answered, "Lottie, you are still my best friend and the person I care most about on this planet. That will never change and I never want to do anything to hurt you. I am more than happy to go as slow as you like." She squeezed my hand. "But the same conditions to you yeah? Please don't cheat on me or pressure me into shit I don't want to do."

"Oh that won't be a problem." She said casually. "I've been in love with you since I was thirteen." She stopped and stared at me in horror. "Did I just say that out loud?!"

I swung her around and grabbed her other hand in mine. "Lottie."

"Shut up. Shut up!" She said, shaking and closing her eyes. "I'm having a major freak out here."

"Lottie!" I said in a slightly more commanding tone. She opened her eyes and stared at me. "I –"

"Please don't say it unless you mean it." She interrupted. I could see tears forming in her eyes.

"I love you too." I said softly.

"You're not just saying that?"

I rolled my eyes and pulled her close to me, kissing her deeply. "No, I am not. I may not have known for as long as you. Not consciously at least. But I have been with you since I was 4 in one way or another. You wormed your way into my heart long ago. Seriously, I love you."

"Eek!" Was the only response I got out of her as she jumped into my arms. I had to grip her ass tightly and support her weight as she held my head in her hands and covered me with kisses. "You – have – no – idea – how – long – I've – waited – for – this." She said each word between kisses. I laughed and returned her kisses before letting her down. We walked the rest of the way back to my house arm in arm.

We spent the next few hours making out in several locations. The sofa in the living room, my bedroom, the garden, the kitchen, the hallway. Pretty much every room in the house. Eventually we lay down on the sofa watching daytime TV after we had eaten and washed up lunch.

"I'll be right back!" Lottie had declared before running away and up the stairs leaving me sat there, wondering what on earth she was doing. I didn't have to wait long though before I heard her coming back down the stairs. She stopped in the doorway and had a very daring, naughty smile stretched across her face with her hands behind her back. "I've got a surprise for you." She said in a sultry voice.

"What is it?" I grinned.

"See for yourself." She quickly threw whatever was in her hands at me with surprisingly accuracy and I caught it just before it would have hit me in the face. It was her bra. It wasn't a sexy one, just plain purple, but as I realised what it meant, it suddenly became much, much sexier.

"This is your bra!" I said, stating the obvious.

"It was." She said, walking towards me. "Now I'm braless." She swung her leg over mine on the sofa and sat up, straddling me. She took the bra from my hands and threw it on the floor. "I know I said I wasn't ready for sex and I meant it, Tom. But I've waited 5 years for you to notice how I feel about you. I am ready to get a little naughty." And with that she leant over me, put her hands behind my head and kissed my lips softly. Then she leant back and bit on her lower lip. It was quite possibly the sexiest thing I had ever seen her do. "You know," She started, "it would be really easy for you to put your hands up my dress right now."

That was all the invitation I needed. I brought both hands up to the backs of her thighs and slowly let my fingertips brush against her. Then, I traced under the fabric of her dress until they rested on her ass. I squeezed it through her panties and she let out a low moan of pleasure. I allowed my hands to rise up her back, making her dress ride up slightly with them, all the way to her neck and back down again until I touched her panties. 

Lottie closed her eyes and shuddered. "That feels so good."

I repeated this motion a couple of times and by the time I was ready to continue my raging hard on was straining uncomfortably against my shorts. I let my hands drift down, over the swell of her breasts. I held them in my hands and squeezed gently to which Lottie rewarded me with another contented moan. I groped and massaged her warm, soft, fleshy tits slowly, unsure of how sensitive they were. For a few minutes they were my entire world, I concentrated on nothing else, relishing in the fact that it was her that I was doing this with.

She opened her eyes and whispered, "Play with my nipples."

I let my hands wash over her breasts until my fingertips brushed her nipples. She gasped at this and I could feel them hardening into little bullets between my fingertips. Simultaneously I traced around her areola's with the tips of my index fingers before rolling both her nipples between my finger and thumb as Lottie moaned constantly in my ear at my efforts. Suddenly she leaned back and sat up. She reached down and gathered her dress in her hands. Then in one swift, fluid movement, she pulled it up and over her head, revealing herself to me – naked apart from a pair of panties. She threw her dress on the floor and leant over me again. I watched hypnotised as her breasts swayed slightly.

"Suck on them." She said seductively.

"What?" I glanced up to see she wore a look of pure lust on her face.

"Suck on them, please." She whispered seductively. "I know you want to."

Almost immediately I bent my head up, extended my tongue and licked her left nipple. Lottie gasped. I let my tongue trace its shape then I blew on it gently, watching as it got harder from the stimulus. Lottie wriggled above me. "You've made me so wet!" She moaned the last word as I sucked her nipple into my mouth, tracing her areola with my tongue as I suckled on it. I brought my left hand up and kneaded her other breast as I suckled on the first. I felt her move one arm around me and down to her panties. Then I watched on with fascination as she started to touch herself.

I switched breasts and licked her nipple as I set about repeating my movements on her right boob. She gasped like before and shifted her weight to allow me easier access but then I had an idea. I took my hand off of her right boob and whilst continuing to knead the other, I traced down her stomach and gently placed my hand under hers. I let go of her nipple with my mouth and stared up at her. Our eyes locked and she took hold of my hand and guided my movements over her pussy. Her panties were soaked and I could feel her labia and clit through the fabric. I traced over them as she guided my hand, alternating how hard I pressed against her.

"Oh god this is so hot!" She threw her head back and shuddered, "oh god Tom! You're gonna make me cum!" I felt her tense up on top of me and rest her head on my shoulder. I increased my attack on her clit through her panties and that seemed to push her over the edge. "Oh god, Tom I'm cumming." I leant up and latched onto her right nipple with my mouth. "Ahhh erghhhh don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" 

I was a multitasking machine. Sucking and gently nibbling on her right nipple, kneading her left breast and rubbing her clit furiously through her panties. Eyes closed, she rode out her orgasm on top of me in ecstasy for over thirty seconds before she pushed my hand away from her pussy. "Stop!" She half panted half giggled. "It's too sensitive a minute."

I let go of her nipple with my mouth and rested my head back on the arm of the sofa. I grinned up at her. "Was that good?"

She opened her eyes and looked down at me. I could see the post orgasmic bliss in her face. "Tom, that was the best fucking orgasm I've ever had! I had no idea it could feel that good. I love you!"

"I love you too." I grinned up at her.

After a minute she sat up, straddling me again. Once again I was blown away at how beautiful she was, and also suddenly aware of how hard I was. I shifted my cock to a more comfortable position with my hand. Lottie noticed. "Oh yeah! I guess it's your turn now!" She smirked down at me mischievously. "Lose the t-shirt!"

She hopped off and knelt down on the floor. I stood up and quickly stripped off my t-shirt and shorts leaving me standing in just my boxers – my cock well defined as it strained against the fabric. Lottie stared at it motionless for a moment before she tentatively brought up a hand and caressed it with two fingers. Her touch was odd, but in a pleasant way. I had never been touched by another person there before. She walked her fingers up to the waistband of my boxers and slowly she pulled them down, releasing my cock as she did to so that it sprang out to attention. She gasped again, like she had in the changing room.

I wiggled out of my boxers and kicked them aside so that I stood completely naked in front of her. I watched her as she stared at my cock. The head was a reddish purple and I could feel it throbbing, begging to be touched. But she didn't move and we stayed in silence for several seconds. Finally, I could take it no longer.

"Um, do you mind if I sit down?" I asked, slightly nervous.

Her gaze travelled up my body and met mine. "Sure, whatever's most comfortable." I could hear her voice waver. I sat and opened my legs, allowing her easier access to my cock. She scooted forward between them but was careful not to touch me. I gazed at her and suddenly felt a massive pang of guilt. I was just assuming she was ready to blow me. I bent forward and kissed her on the lips.

"Lottie," I said softly, taking her head in my hands. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

She shook her head, gazing up at me with those beautiful emerald eyes. "No I want to." She said determinedly, and I could see it in her stare. "It's just... I've never done this before. Any of it. The only time I have been sexual active other than masturbating was just now on the sofa with you. So please don't expect anything special – the only practice I've done was when I put a banana in my mouth to experiment and I gagged immediately."

I stared at her for a moment in shock, then I laughed. I couldn't help it. She started laughing too and the tension between us evaporated as if it had never been there in the first place. "Well I've never had a blow job either, so we can discover this together." I kissed her again. This time more passionately, my tongue invading her mouth and darting back and forth with hers. I let my hands wander down to her breasts and I groped them and pinched her nipples as we snogged. After a minute or so of this, she gently but forcefully pressed a hand against my chest and pushed me back into the sofa.

I lay back against the cushions and watched as she scooted forward a bit more, resting both her arms on my thighs. Then she reached out with her right hand and grasped the shaft of my cock. Her grip was only just big enough to stretch around it. I had to breathe deeply to stop myself from cumming there and then from the contact alone. She was studying me and giggled at this.

"You're doing a pretty good job so far," I said heavily.

She laughed again and stroked her hand up and down several times, watching my cock intently as she did so. Then she gripped the bottom of my shaft and slowly stroked all the way up to the head, tightening her grip and making a small amount of pre-cum gather on the tip. She looked up, fixing me with those beautiful emerald eyes of hers, then slowly, without breaking eye contact she extended her tongue, bent her head down and lapped it up in one fluid motion. I watched on as she made a face, considering it.

She smiled dirtily, "you know, it's actually not too bad. I could quite easily learn to like it."




Lottie and Tom Ch. 02



This follows on from Lottie and Tom: Part 1. For completion I suggest you read that before this. All characters are 18 or over. A massive thank you to all those who enjoyed reading the first instalment and left your comments. I welcome your opinions on this part. 

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Chapter 1: 

I awoke slowly. It was Sunday, the one day of the week where my parents shared my love of staying in bed. No one in our house rose before 10am on a normal Sunday. 

Lottie had stayed overnight, which equally wasn't anything out of the ordinary, and we had elected to sleep downstairs in the living room together as we stayed up late to watch movies and eat popcorn. Or so my parents thought. The reality was much different. 2 days ago, Lottie and I had crossed over the 'best friends' boundary line. I say crossed over, we metaphorically pole vaulted over it when we stripped off and made each other cum on the living room sofa. We were now officially boyfriend and girlfriend, but we hadn't told anyone yet. 

And so, once my parents went to bed at the reasonable time of 11pm, we waited 10 minutes then laid down on the sofa and made out for a few hours, groping each other a fair bit before going to bed - in our own sleeping bags, just in case one of my parents decided to come down in the night and check on us. 

"Wake up baby." I heard Lottie's voice slowly pulling me to consciousness. 

"Urgh," I groaned, resisting her as much as possible. "What time is it?" 

"Half eight." 

"What?" I exclaimed in my half sleepy state. I knew that if she left me alone I could easily fall back asleep. "Just let me sleep, woman!" I tried to roll over onto my side but found myself unable. Then I felt her hot breath by my ear. 

"I want to give you a blow job." She whispered into my ear. 

Suddenly I was awake and much more aware of my surroundings. I could feel her weight shifting on top of me as she straddled me and I could feel her lips next to my ear, her breath was hot against my cool skin. I opened my eyes and she moved back. Her long red hair, messy and dishevelled fell around her shoulders and down onto my chest, tickling my skin. Her emerald green eyes studied me as she gazed down at my face and her lips were red and full. Once again I had to ask myself how on earth it took me so long to realise how beautiful she was. 

I pulled her down to me and kissed her passionately. She let out a small, "Eek," but kissed me back all the same. It was then I realised that she had unzipped my sleeping bag halfway and that my torso was now touching her and not the snug quilted lining I had slept in. When we eventually went to bed, she had changed into a sleeveless grey tank top and small, tight pink shorts. And nothing else. She took great pleasure in teasing me with that last point. Pulling up her top to expose her bare breasts to me and pulling her shorts so tight that I could make out her pussy beneath it. She had however, denied me access to both and we both fell asleep very horny, but she had promised that if I left her alone she would reward me in the morning. 

She broke our kiss and sat up straight on my lap, her legs either side of me and her hands on my chest in support. "I want to give you a blow job." She repeated sultrily. 

I grinned back, my sleepiness history. "Get off, then!" I said enthusiastically. Lottie smiled a toothy smile and slid off to the right as I unzipped my sleeping bag further and flung it wide open, exposing legs and sleeping shorts. 

"Ooh! Already raring to go I see!" Lottie said in a pleased voice. Thanks to morning glory, I was already rock hard and my cock was straining against the fabric of my shorts. After taking a moment to check for no noise and that the door was still shut, I lifted my ass up and shimmied my shorts down my legs, kicking them off into the bottom of my sleeping bag. My cock pointed up at my face in readiness as I lay naked in front of her. Lottie went to grip my cock with her hand but I stopped her. 

"Can you take your top off?" I asked. Her gaze flipped from my cock to my face and she smiled. "Sure." She rose to her knees, put a hand either side of her tank top and quickly pulled it up and over her head, exposing her luscious, pale, fleshy tits to me once again. "God, I love your boobs!" I said quietly. 

Lottie giggled, "I'll let you play with them in a bit," she whispered, coming in to kiss me, making sure that her nipples dragged across my chest. I could actually feel them hardening against my skin. She kissed me lightly on the lips. "But I fell asleep horny, had a dream where I gave you the most incredible blow job, woke up horny and now want to try giving you that blow job." 

"Mm! Sounds good to me babe." I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. We kissed passionately for the first time that day. Every time our lips touched I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body and my heart rate escalated. How on earth I had lived without her kisses for 14 years was beyond me. She broke our kiss and shrugged off my embrace. Then after giving me a lusty gaze and a wink, she started to slowly kiss down my body. 

I closed my eyes and felt her lips press together on my neck, then down my chest, between my pecs and down my stomach, tracing an imaginative straight line down my body to my raging member. My cock twitched when I felt her grip it lightly and I put both hands behind my head, relaxing further as I felt her kisses wind down all the way to the base of my cock, then up my shaft until she finished by placing the lightest kiss yet on the tip of my cock. 

She paused and I could feel her hot breath on the ultra-sensitive skin of my penis. I opened my eyes and looked down to find her watching me, my cock in her hand and her mouth mere inches above it. Lottie held me with her emerald gaze and said, "I can't wait to feel your hot cum pumping into my mouth and down my throat." She kissed the top of my cock again, this time poking her tongue out a little and licking the tip. "But I want you to try really hard not to cum until you just can't hold it back anymore." 

She gave me one last lust filled stare then closed her eyes and lowered her mouth over my cock. The effect was immediate. Her mouth was hot, moist and inviting and her lips formed a perfect seal around my shaft as she closed her mouth. "Unnghhh!" The moan escaped my mouth as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her sucking me off. It was only the third time she had done so but I already knew that Lottie was an amazing cock sucker. I couldn't imagine anyone being any better than she is - but hey, I am bias. 

I opened my eyes and stared up at the ceiling, laying there in the blissful, peaceful serenity of the Sunday morning. The only sounds breaking the silence came from Lottie's mouth slurping and sucking my cock as she bobbed her head up and down. Every now and then she would retreat all the way back up my shaft, just leaving the head inside and lick around the tip before diving down again. But she took her time, and it was some while before I felt the now familiar sensations warning me that I was going to cum soon. 

In order to hold off for a while, I needed something else to focus on. I let my eyes roam the room. It was bathed in a strange shade of pink as the sunlight streamed in through the red curtains. After a minute or so of looking at this I let my eyes fall to Lottie. She was lying on her side, facing me, naked other than her pink shorts. My gaze roamed up her long, toned, slender legs and over her hips. She had one leg crossed over the other demurely. My eyes moved on, over her flat stomach, she wasn't overly toned in this region but there was no fat on her and this accentuated the curves of her breasts. 

I let my eyes linger on her tits for a long while. I loved the curve to her breasts, pert and shapely, with her soft, perfectly central pink nipples. Lottie genuinely had the best rack I had ever seen on a woman. As I was thinking this, she flicked her tongue over a sensitive spot just behind the head of my cock and it made me spasm in bliss and moan out. "Oh god, Lottie! Whatever you just did felt amazing!" 

"Mmm?" I could feel her lips smiling around my cock. She flicked the same part of my cock again with the tip of her tongue. 

"Uhhhhh!" I let out a low, content moan but the more she focused on that spot, the stronger I felt the need to cum. "Uh, that feels so good babe, but if you don't want me to cum for a while you need to stop doing it." 

I felt her smile grow around my cock and she opened her mouth to speak around it, "okay." Her voice was slightly muffled as my cock was still in her mouth but she moved on from that sensitive area to just bobbing up and down the shaft again. After a few minutes, she slowly came up off of my cock, freeing it from her mouth and licked down the shaft, letting her lips drag over the head as she did so. Her tongue seamlessly covered the shaft in her saliva, lubing it further. As she licked down at the base of my cock, she looked up at me and I could see the enjoyment she was getting from pleasuring me. 

Without breaking eye contact, she slowly licked up the shaft and then closed her mouth over the head of my cock and plunged down on it again. She closed her eyes and hummed, flicking my shaft with her tongue as she did so. The vibrations from her throat felt amazing and I lifted my head, freeing my hands and ran them through her hair and over her scalp, relishing in the bliss. She moaned around my cock in appreciation. 

She shifted position, so that she knelt on her arms and knees between my legs. She gazed up at me with her big emerald eyes and held the head in her mouth. She let her tongue spiral round and around the head, sending me into convulsions as I grew nearer and nearer to cumming with each circulation of her tongue. She dropped about an inch lower and continued her movements, now each time she circled her tongue around my cock she hit that magical, sensitive spot just behind the head. "Ohhhhh! Lottie, I'm gonna cum!" 

"Mhmmm!" She made a noise of encouragement and brought her hand up to my shaft and started jacking me off into her mouth as she sucked on the head of my cock. She never broke eye contact. She stopped swirling her tongue and instead concentrated her efforts on massaging the spot behind my bell that drove me wild. It was too much to bear and I felt my cum surge up my shaft and explode into her mouth. 

"Oh godddddd!" I moaned aloud. Dropping my head back and closing my eyes, breaking off her stare at last. My cock throbbed pleasurably as Lottie unloaded it into her mouth. She swallowed around my head and I ran my hands through her hair as she prolonged my climax by continuing to massage my cock with her tongue. Finally, after a good 3 or 4 massive cumshots into her mouth, my orgasm subsided and I felt her sucking the last of my cum from my cock as I lay there in post-orgasmic bliss. It was a good minute or two before I opened my eyes and looked down at her again, throughout which time she had been sucking softly on my slowly deflating member. 

She looked both incredibly innocent and slutty at the same time, but completely beautiful. I sighed. "That was amazing babe! Thank you!" 

She smiled around my cock, letting it finally fall from her mouth. "You're welcome. I love doing that for you. I love making you feel so good." 

"You don't have to swallow though, you know that right?" I asked, suddenly feeling rather selfish. 

She shrugged and sat back on her heels, throwing her hair back over her shoulders and giving me the best view in the world. Her pale skin and her pert, ample tits looked angelic in the light. "It actually tasted alright. And besides, you'd make a mess if I didn't swallow and I enjoy it anyway." 

"Okay." I said, "Just don't do it just because you think you have to. Now come here!" 

"Hold that thought!" She raised a finger then jumped to her feet and ran to the door. She opened it a crack then paused, listening. The house was silent. She ran naked, apart from her small pink shorts, in the direction of the kitchen. I wondered what she was doing but she was back within a minute. I looked at her inquisitively. "Had to have a drink." She said closing the door. "Otherwise I'll have cum breath when I kiss you." 

I laughed as she came and laid down beside me, snugging us both up in the sleeping bag again. I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed quietly in the warmth, our bodies pressed together. "I can't believe you just did a naked run into my kitchen." 

She shushed me with a kiss and a smile. "I needed to! I can't kiss you with cum breath - It's not right." 

I chuckled, "thank you." 

"You're welcome." She snuggled into me. "Mm, this is nice." She said quietly. 

"It is," I agreed. "But I need to make you feel good now." 

She looked at me and shook her head. "You don't." Her gaze was serious, "just having you is enough for me. You don't have to do anything." 

"Yes I do." I said equally as serious. "You just gave me the best blow job of my life." I paused in which she smiled a satisfied grin. "I need to return the favour or I'll feel bad." She went to argue but I shushed her, "Do you remember when we were little and we used to share our sweets with each other, both of us having the exact same amount? Well it's just like that. You've made me cum this morning, so I'm going to make you cum too." My voice had a tone of finality to it. 

Lottie frowned at me for a few seconds then rolled her eyes. "Fine!" She mock sighed and kissed me, flashing me a wicked look as I pulled her tighter to me. "But please be gentle," she said in a small voice. "The only person who has touched me down there other than myself is you." 

"Lottie," I said her name softly. "I meant what I said the other day. You aren't just my girlfriend; you are still my best friend. I will never do anything to hurt you." I rolled us over so that I was lying on my side and she was lying on her back. I left my one arm underneath her head but brought my right hand up and slowly massaged her boobs as we kissed. Her lips felt so soft and tender this morning that I could just not get enough of her kisses. I let my hand drift down from her boobs, over her stomach and further until I reached the waistline of her shorts. 

I wormed my fingers underneath the fabric and continued down, touching her bare skin. I reached her pubic bone and loved the fact that she was completely smooth and shaven. I stopped my hand just before it came into contact with her pussy and broke off our kissing for a moment. "Are you ready?" I whispered. 

Lottie gave a little nod, "yes." Her voice was barely audible. "Please touch me there!" 

Her wish was my command and I allowed my hand to slide down and finally come into contact with her bare pussy for the first time. She bit her bottom lip as soon as my fingers came into contact with her sex. It felt so smooth and delicate and wet. I ran my fingers gently over the length of her pussy lips a couple of times, just to let her get used to my touch, then I slowly let my index finger slide between them, making her gasp. She closed her eyes but pulled me down to her as I ran my index finger up and down her pussy, feeling its soft, moist exterior. I made sure that my fingers brushed her clit each time I went up and down and felt her arms circle around my back, holding me tight to her. 

She flitted her tongue across my lips and I opened my mouth, letting her tongue explore mine again as I gently rubbed her labia with my fingers, loving the feel of her juices coating them. I broke our kiss and moved my mouth alongside her ear as I pulled my hand out of her shorts. "You should take your shorts off." 

"Mm, okay!" She unwound her arms from my neck and used her thumbs to push her shorts off of her hips and down her legs as she wiggled free of them. She kicked them to where mine had been discarded and spread her legs slightly wider for me. The touch of her bare thigh against my cock made it start to come back to life but I ignored it. This was to be totally about her. I swiftly placed my hand back on her pussy and having never actually fingered a girl before, decided on doing what seemed to make her gasp and moan the most. 

I stroked downwards again, this time curling the tip of my index finger and very, very slowly, allowed it to slip inside and penetrate her for the first time. "Nnnnnnngh!" A low grunt escaped Lottie's lips and I felt her finger nails dig into my back as she got used to my presence. I let my index finger slide in further and I could feel her vaginal muscles clamp onto my finger - almost like it was trying to suck me further inside. When I was knuckle deep I stopped and let her adjust to my finger inside her. Her pussy was hot, wet and tight around my digit and it was totally unlike anything I had felt before. She had taken a deep breath as I penetrated her and now she sighed with contentment, relaxing her fingers on my back - I knew I would have scratches after. 

"Oh my god, that feels amazing!" Lottie said in a low voice. She had her eyes closed but her lips were contorted into a very satisfied smile. I kissed her lips softly before I started finger fucking her gently. She bit down on her lower lip and her fingernails dug into my back again as she held me in place. I withdrew my index finger from her pussy, a small sigh escaping her lips as I did so, but it turned into a moan as I rubbed my fingers over her clit again. 

Then I lined up my index and middle fingers to enter her and allowed them to brush the entrance to her pussy but did not thrust inside. I wanted her to ask for it. It was only a moment before her hips squirmed in invitation. I lowered my lips to her ear and spoke. "I want you to ask for it." 

I raised my head up and saw her eyes flicker open and dart to mine in a lust filled haze. Her arms tightened around me even more and she pulled me down and kissed me passionately. "Finger fuck me, Tom!" She said in a voice just louder than a whisper. "Please make me cum!" 

Once again, her wish was my command and I slowly eased my fingers back inside her. Lottie rose her hips up in appreciation as I finger fucking her with two fingers. She bucked back at me with her hips. "Nnngh! Uh, oh my god!" She started moaning more and more as we picked up the pace. My fingers, now coated in her slick juices slipped in and out of her pussy freely as I plunged them in and out of her wet box. I looked down and the view was tremendous - her pink lips parted as my fingers disappeared inside her. I pushed in, knuckles deep and remained there as she ground herself against them, fucking and riding them. 

I could tell she was getting closer as the scratches on my back were becoming more and more frequent and her pussy felt like it was getting even wetter. As the noises she was making spurred me on, I finger fucked her with abandon, doing my best to keep hitting all the spots that seemed to make her buck and flex around my fingers. 

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" Lottie was saying, louder now. "Yes - Yes - Right there... Nnnnngh! Oh god, Tom you're going to make me cum so hard." 

"Good!" I whispered above her as I wiggled my fingers inside her steamy, wet pussy. "Cum all over my fingers, babe." 

"Uhh! I will if you keep going!" She closed her eyes and her features morphed into a complex frown as my fingers brought her closer and closer to orgasm. She gripped me tight, rose her head and breasts off of the ground and bucked against my fingers as I plunged them in and out of her once, twice, a third time then - "Oh god! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Uhhhhhhhhhh!" She moaned loudly. Lottie fell back down onto the sleeping bag and spasmed in delight, a look of pure bliss washed over her face and her mouth fell open into a perfect little O shape. Her juices flooded my fingers and I could feel her vaginal muscles pulsating around my fingers as she climaxed. 




Lottie and Tom Ch. 02



I stopped my finger thrusting and instead jammed them in as far as they would go, wiggling them around inside her, not trying to extend her climax. It was a good 20 to 30 seconds before she stopped shaking beneath me and came back down to earth. I removed my fingers and just gently rubbed them over the outside of her pussy - marvelling in how wonderfully smooth and wet it felt. I brushed over her clit a couple of times before she unwound her arms and caught my hand, bringing it up and placing it on her right boob. "You don't have to do that anymore." She giggled, still not opening her eyes. "It feels amazing down there but so, so sensitive." 

I kissed her lips and flitted my tongue into her mouth with ease as I groped and massaged her tits with my free hand. "So," I said, breaking our snog, "I'm guessing that was okay." 

She opened her eyes and looked at me, I could see the love in those eyes and my heart melted. "Are you retarded? That was more than okay; that was amazing! The best orgasm I have ever had! I am never masturbating again after that." She said seriously. "It will never feel as good as you just did!" 

"Oh?" I let my voice take on some authority. "And what if I wanted to watch you masturbate?" 

She looked at me. I could see her emotions on her face, plain as day, hesitant at first then slightly bolder. "Well... then I might consider it." 

Suddenly we both heard footsteps above us and our eyes locked onto each other in terror. We wasted a split second in doing that but as soon as the footsteps started on the stairs we snapped into action. Lottie rolled out of my sleeping bag and jumped, naked, to her feet. Retrieving her grey tank top from the floor and pulling it on quickly. She then dived into her sleeping bag and shimmied down into it as I zipped up my own. I just had time to lie on my back and wind my shorts around my ankles when the door opened and my mum walked in. 

"Are you two okay in here?" She said in a serious voice, frowning at the pair of us. "We heard noises coming from down here." 

Lottie and I shared a quick glance and I thought we were rumbled, but then she sat up, exposing the shoulder of her grey tank top and without missing a beat got us right off of the hook. "You heard me." She admitted in an apologetic voice. "I got really bad cramp in my leg, I'm sorry if I woke you - I woke Tom up too." She massaged one leg through her sleeping bag as if to enforce the point. 

I watched my mother's face as it went from suspicious, to relieved, to sympathetic. "Oh you poor girl, Lottie! Maybe you slept on it funny? I sometimes get it bad in my calves if I've slept in an odd position." 

"Yeah, that's probably it." Lottie reasoned as she shot me a relieved gaze. I rolled my eyes and shuffled up in my sleeping bag stealthily, pulling my shorts back up and around my hips. 

My mum looked at the pair of us, hands on hips. "Anyway, I'm going to have a cup of tea then make some breakfast. Fried egg and bacon on toast good for you both?" 

"Yes please!" We answered in unison. 

My mother laughed. "You two never change. I'll call you when it's ready." She walked back out and closed the door behind her. We both sighed in relief. 

"Nice save!" I said in a quiet voice. 

Lottie nodded. "I know! That was so close, we need to be more careful." We both agreed in silence for a second. Then she spoke again, "Can I have my shorts please?" 

"Only if you promise to make it worth my while." I grinned back at her mischievously. 

Chapter 2: 

After breakfast, Lottie went home to spend the day with her mum - she didn't see all that much of her, what with her top job in London, so when they could spend quality mother - daughter time together, it was precious. That left me at a loss of what to do. Both my friends, Richard and Harry were busy and it was far too nice a day to stay inside. Eventually I settled on a bike ride and rode 12 miles up the canal near my parents' house, stopped at a pub for a drink, then turned around and rode the 12 miles back. Needless to say that when I got back I was suitably bollocksed and just had enough time to shower before my mum's roast dinner was ready. 

The Sunday roast was the only meal of the week that we made an effort to sit down at the dinner table as a family. We used the time to catch up with each other over the events of the week. 

"Oh, mum!" I said as I swallowed a mouthful of roast beef, "I forgot to ask how your presentation went! Was it good?" 

She nodded and swallowed her mouthful of mash potato, "yeah! Excellent thanks. In fact I'm glad that you've brought that up because I need to speak to you both about it actually." Dad and I exchanged a bemused look before returning our attention to her. "Well everyone in the lecture was really impressed with my presentation, so much so that a couple of them asked to see me afterwards in person to congratulate me and well, long story short, I've been headhunted for a top marketing job in London!" 

The last part of her sentence came out as all one very long word and so it took dad and I a moment to register what she was actually saying. I got there first. "Congratulations mum!" I cheered. 

"That's fantastic news, honey!" My dad joined in a split second later. 

"Thanks guys." My mum beamed at us. "It's a fairly large pay jump and I'll be head of my own office but the downside is it'll be a fairly heavy commute - The same as Shannon's, and Lottie doesn't see much of her." Shannon was Lottie's mother. 

"True, but in two months I'll be at Uni." I reasoned. 

"And you and I can spend your down time together." My dad chimed in. 

"So you think I should take it?" My mum asked hesitantly. 

"Definitely!" My dad and I said together. 

"You could even see more of Lottie's mum as you commuted." I suggested, "You know, car share with her." 

We celebrated her news together over dinner and I sat down with my parents that evening to watch TV. It was some crap soap that my parents loved, but I was happy to sit through it with them, I didn't often watch things with them anymore. At about 21:40 my phone started ringing and "Highway to Hell" By ACDC started blaring from my pocket. I plucked it from my pocket and checked who was calling. 

It was Lottie. 

That was bizarre, we texted each other all the time but we never really phoned. I made my excuses to my parents and left the room. I answered in the hallway. "Hello, Lottie? Is everything alright?" 

"Fine babe!" Lottie replied cheerfully. "I just wanted to hear your voice." 

"Oh, okay." I said a bit relieved. "Well, um, hi." It felt a bit awkward. I didn't know what to say. 

"Are you alone?" She asked. 

"Yeah, I'm in the hallway." 

"Go to your bedroom." 

"Alright, give me a minute." I said as I started to make my way to my room. 

"Anyway, how has your day been without me?" I could hear the smile in her voice. 

"It's been alright." I shrugged as I started ascending the stairs. "My mum has been headhunted for a new job in London." 

"Oh wow!" Lottie's voice sounded genuinely excited, "Tell her congratulations from mum and me!" 

"I will," I said as I reached the top and walked along the landing. "How's your day been with your mum?" 

"Brilliant." She sounded happy, "we went shopping, had lunch, and gossiped. You know - girl stuff." 

"Sounds bloody awful to me!" I joked. 

"Yeah, well that's why I don't go shopping with you." She retorted, "Although you would've liked it today." 

"Why?" I asked as I closed the door to my room and wandered to my chair. 

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough, but let's just say I didn't let my mum see what I was buying." She teased, "Anyway, are you in your room yet?" 

"Yeah just got here, what's up?" I wondered what was so important that we had to talk alone. 

"You need to come around my house nice and early tomorrow. Like 9 o'clock in the morning kind of early." 

"Why?" I asked, bemused. 

"Because I need you to!" She insisted, her voice sounded mischievous. 

"And you couldn't tell me that when I was downstairs?" I asked. 

"Oh no, I told you to go upstairs for a different reason. I'm about to tell you what I'm doing right now." Her voice took on seductive tones and she whispered the last 5 words in a way that made my cock stir in my jeans. 

"Go on..." She had my full attention. 

"Well, I'm lying on my bed, twirling a strand of my hair around a finger of my free hand," She said slowly, "Oh, and I'm not wearing any clothes." 

My cock jumped again and my breath caught in my mouth, "what, like, at all?" I asked, "Not even underwear?" 

"Nope!" I could tell she loved being a tease to me. "So what should I do, Tom?" She asked after several seconds of silence. 

I smiled, "Tell me what you bought when you went shopping today." 

"Mm, no I don't think so." She replied thoughtfully, "tell me something naughty to do." She insisted. 

I paused for a moment, wondering exactly how far she would go. "I want you to touch yourself while telling me why you want me so early tomorrow." 

"Ooh! Okay! Let me put the phone down on my pillow a sec first." I heard shuffling noises as she moved around on her bed. "Okay, done. Now my hands are free, Tom. How should I play with myself?" Her voice sounded so innocent on the phone yet so filthy at the same time. My cock was already rock hard, pressing against my jeans - almost painfully so. 

"Slowly," I instructed. "I want you to tease your boobs and nipples first before going to town on your pussy." 

"Mm! Sounds good baby." Lottie sighed, I heard her move. "I'm groping myself Tom. I used my favourite, relaxing body wash in the bath earlier and so my boobs feel so soft and smooth tonight. Oh, I wish you were here so badly." She moaned the last sentence. "My boobs are nice handfuls aren't they, Tom? They're so supple and bouncy, yet hard at the same time. I wish my hands were your hands, baby" 

"So do I, Lottie!" I groaned, "You have no idea." 

"I'm playing with my nipples now." I could hear the smirk in her voice. She was getting slightly more breathless. "I like how pink they are against the rest if my skin. What should I do to them, Tom?" 

"Pinch them and make then hard!" I didn't miss a beat. 

"Hmmmm!" She moaned down the phone to me. "This feels good. I'm pinching and pulling on them both at the same time, baby! Oh I wish you were here to suck on them. I love it when you lick them with your tongue then pull them into your warm mouth. It feels amazing and sends electricity shooting straight down to my clit! Uh! I really wish you were here!" 

"Oh god, so do I!" I groaned. This was torture. 

"My nipples are so erect right now, Tom. Even my areolas are bumpy and hard." Lottie's voice was full of satisfaction at her efforts. "Shall I move onto my pussy now?" 

"Yes!" I said immediately. "But don't stick your fingers inside it yet, just play with it gently until you are sopping wet." 

"I might have a problem there," Lottie's voice was cheeky and boastful. "I'm already sopping wet." 

"Well just tease it anyway! And tell me why you want me so early tomorrow." I encouraged. 

"Uhhh, my fingers feel amazing on my clit." Lottie moaned down my phone. "Is it not obvious? I want you round early so that we can spend the whole day naked and making each other cummmmm!" She moaned the last word. "Oh god, I'm so wet right now."  

"Finger yourself, Lottie!" I commanded her down the phone. "Stick two fingers inside and finger fuck yourself like I fingered you this morning." 

"Oh yeahhhhhh, Tom I'm doing it!" Lottie moaned down the phone at me. "I have two fingers deep in my pussy right now. Oh god, Tom! I wish you were here! I wish I could suck on your cock while you watch me finger myself! We are definitely doing that tomorrow!" 

"Urgh I need to cum so badly!" I moaned down the phone. I jumped up and locked the door to my room before pulling down my trousers and boxers in one smooth motion. I kicked them off and fell down on the bed. "I've got my cock out, Lottie!" 

"YES!" She cried down the phone at me. "Jack off for me down the phone, Tom. Jack off to my voice!" 

"Way ahead of you!" I had one hand on my shaft, stroking up and down in some primal urge and the other on the phone that was pressed to my ear. 

"Oh yes, Tom!" Lottie moaned, "Listen to this!" I heard her moans become more distant and a drumming, squelching was now audible through the speaker. Lottie was fingering herself right next to her phone. "Did you hear that?" She asked after a few seconds. "That was my fingers thrusting in and out of me." 

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum soon." I groaned. 

"Let's cum together!" Lottie cried frantically, "I'm so close now, Tom! Close your eyes!" I closed them. "Remember this morning when I sucked you off. I so wish that these were your fingers inside me and that I could suck on your cock right now, Tom! I miss it so badly." 

"Nnnngh! I'm gonna cum!" I moaned, I could feel the cum rising from my balls. 

"Me too baby!" Lottie cried out down the phone, "Keep your eyes closed and imagine my face, Tom! Imagine that I'm kneeling in front of you and you are about to cum all over my face! Can you do that for me, baby?! I want you to cum all over my face, give me a - Uhhhhh! I'm so close! Give me a fucking facial!" 

"Oh god I'm cumming!" I shouted maybe a little too loudly, and I felt my cum explode from my cock as I imagined myself cumming all over Lottie's beautiful face. It wasn't the best orgasm I had ever had. It wasn't even the best orgasm I had had that day, but it was still intense. "Uhhhh!" I moaned as I slowly came down from my climax after shooting several ropes of thick cum from my cock. I now listened to Lottie. 

"I heard you cum babe!" She said; her voice frantic now. "It was so hot! But now I'm about to cum!" 

"Yes babe!" I insisted down the phone. "I want you to cum all over your pretty fingers. Fuck your juicy little pussy with those fingers and twist your nipple with your free hand!" 

"I'm doing it! I'm doing it! I'm - Uhhhhhh! Oh god I'm cumming!" Lottie's voice caught as she started to cum, "oh god, I'm cumming so hard! Oh, Tom! Fuck! Fuck, it feels so good!" 

"That's it baby!" I said as I slowly stroked my cock, coaxing the last of the cum flow from my member and onto my t-shirt. In my haste I had forgotten to take it off and it was now completely cum soaked. "Cum for me, Lottie." I said soothingly into my phone, "I love it when you cum really hard." 

"Mmmm!" She sighed contently after 10 or so seconds of silence. "That felt really, really good!" 

"I made a mess." I chuckled down the phone. 

Lottie giggled. "See! You need me there. There's never any mess when I'm there. I swallow it all." 

"I know." I smirked down the phone. "Although it was really hot - imagining me cumming all over your face." 

"Well maybe we can do that tomorrow too," Lottie sighed contently down the phone and I could tell she was completely relaxed after her orgasm. 

"What are we going to do tomorrow?" I asked seriously. 

Lottie took a deep breath and then sighed again, "We still aren't having actual sex yet Tom. I'm sorry." 

"That's fine with me Lottie." I said quickly, "As I've already said. I love you and am more than happy to wait as long as you need." 

"I love you too." She said it in such a way that my heart yearned for her. That I wished more than anything I could wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. "My plans for tomorrow aren't finalised nor are they anything too special but I am definitely going to give you a hand job while talking dirty - maybe you can cum on my face then or something. We can work it out. Then I'd quite like you to finger me again. I also want to give you a long slow, sensitive blow job at some point. Maybe I'll do that later once you've cum at least once. And... And I have one request." She sounded almost embarrassed, as if what she was asking was wrong. 

"Lottie, I will do anything you want." I insisted. 

"Well I've read stuff online, quite a lot actually." She started, "about when a man goes down on a woman. And when it is done properly it feels really, really good! And I never thought about it before, but now that I am with you... because I feel so safe with you, I'd quite like to see what it feels like for myself." I could tell she had wanted to ask this for a while because her breath caught in her throat once she had finished speaking. I was about to answer when she spoke again quickly, "Obviously only if you want to! I don't want you to do it if you don't want to." 

"Lottie," I said in the most loving voice I could, "Of course I will go down on you! A, it's only fair and B, you have no idea how much I love the thought of that." 

"Mm! Thank you in advance." Lottie said sincerely, before adding, "Just the thought of it is getting me horny again. I might have to rub my pussy again in a sec." 

I laughed, "well I need to go clean up the mess I've made. So I'm going to go now, but I encourage you to get yourself off again. In fact I want you to." I insisted, "And after, think about other things you would like us to do and we can talk about it tomorrow morning." 

"Okay!" She agreed quickly, "you think about some too. And remember, 9 o'clock sharp!" 

I chuckled, "Okay Lottie, but I am going now. I love you." 

"I love you too." Her voice was sincere. 

I hung up and let my phone fall to my bed as I immediately made a to-do list in my head. Get undressed, hide my t-shirt deep in the wash bin so that my mum doesn't find it before the cum dries, have a shower, and then research how to give good oral sex. 

Chapter 3: 

I woke up a couple of minutes before my alarm on Monday. I showered, had breakfast with my bemused parents - wondering why on earth I had got up so early, I told them that Lottie and I had plans, but gave no more details than that - and then decided to walk to Lottie's house. It was only a 20 minute casual stroll from where I lived and the weather was once again beautiful - not a cloud in the sky. I hoped the weather would be just as lovely tomorrow evening for our sixth form prom. 

Coincidentally, Lottie and I were already going together anyway. We had made a pact at the start of our second A level year that if neither of us had a significant other by Easter then we would go together as friends. I smiled to myself as I realised that now I was her significant other. It was funny how things had turned out between us - almost like fate. 

When I was in sight of Lottie's house, I checked my phone - 08:53. I was a few minutes early. I pocketed my phone as I walked up the garden path towards her door. There was no doorbell so I knocked three times then turned around to gaze at the estate they lived in. It was all quiet now, most people had either already left for work or hadn't returned from taking the kids to school and so most of the driveways were empty in the morning sunshine. It was nice. 

The door opened and I turned around to see Lottie standing in the doorway, smiling at me. She had curled her hair and it hung in tight red ringlets down over her shoulders. She was wearing an old t-shirt and short daisy dukes that enhanced her shapely legs. I was overawed just seeing her. "You're early!" She said as her emerald eyes roamed up my body before coming to rest on my face. 

"Yeah," I replied as I walked in and Lottie closed the door behind me, "I didn't fancy facing your wrath for being late." I joked as I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. I felt her arms slide around my neck as we kissed for the first time that day. "Mm, I missed you." I breathed as we parted just enough so that I could look at her again. 

"Me too," She grinned as she pressed her body closer to me. We kissed again, this time with tongues and I relished the feeling of exploring her mouth. "Come on," She said as she unwound herself from me and took my hand, "we need to talk." 




Lottie and Tom Ch. 02



"Nothing bad I hope!" I said, suddenly anxious. It didn't escape my voice. 

Lottie giggled and turned her head to look back at me. "Of course not! This is just ground rules." 

"Oh," I said as I contemplated what she meant by that. I didn't have to wait long. We sat down next to each other on the sofa and she turned side on to face me, folding her long legs up underneath her as she did so. 

She held me with her gaze and spoke, "I want to remind you that sex is off the table - sorry." She genuinely looked apologetic. 

I shook my head, took her hand in mine, and gave her a very serious stare. "Lottie, I am 18 years, 8 months and..." I quickly did some mental arithmetic, "...23 days old. In all that time I have never once had sex. I am still a virgin and that fact has never bothered me and still doesn't bother me now, especially knowing that one day I am going to lose it to you! We could have sex for the first time today or we could do it in a year from now - I really don't mind." 

Lottie smiled a toothy smile at me and I could see the love in her eyes. "I love you." She said softly. "Like seriously, so much. Sometimes I forget just how brilliant you are but when you say stuff like that it reminds me of just how lucky I am to be in love with my best friend." She then grinned at me wickedly, "But I am not going to make you wait a year! Christ, I'd have no hope in hell of waiting that long. I'd jump you way before then. No, I have a plan about our first time and if it works out you seriously won't have too wait long, and it's going to be special! But it's gonna be not today." 

"Okay," I smiled back. "Like I said, I seriously don't mind." 

"Anyway," Lottie said with a laugh. "That isn't actually what I meant to talk to you about." She shuffled so that she was side on. "I am going to do whatever you want me to do today. I am essentially yours to command." 

"Really?" I asked with a hint of scepticism. "So if I asked you to go to my house and do my chores or wash my car?" I grinned. 

Lottie rolled her eyes, completely not entertaining my wit. "Well, yes if that's what you want but I was rather hoping it would be a bit more fun and X-rated than that. My idea was that I just won't say no to you today - Hence why I said about us not having sex. I completely trust that you wouldn't even ask me for that given that you know my feelings on it, and in reality if you did ask I would say no, but it would spoil the game." 

"Hmm, okay" I smiled to myself as I thought about the possibilities that had just landed on my lap today. 

"For example," Lottie stated in an excited voice, "If you think I am wearing too many clothes and want me to take my top off, you just have to tell me to take it off and I will. Or if you fancy having your dick sucked, you just have to say, 'Lottie, suck my dick!' And I will. I'm letting you have all the control today." 

I immediately needed to test this out. "Kiss me." I commanded. Lottie grinned, leaned over and kissed me. I took us down gently so that I was lying on the sofa with her lying on top of me - My favourite position for the two of us, with our clothes on at least. We kissed and snogged passionately for a couple of minutes while I groped her firm little ass through her shorts, then I gently pushed her up so that she was straddling me. I meant to tell her to do something else but I got lost in my own thoughts as I gazed up at her. 

"Now what?" Lottie prompted me after a few seconds. 

"Oh, sorry what?" I snapped out of my trance, "Sorry, yeah, take your top off!" 

Lottie grinned again and seductively crossed her arms over, took hold of the bottom of her t-shirt before slowly pulling it up and over her head. She then threw it across the room and onto the floor and shook her hair so that it once again fell perfectly over her shoulders. She was wearing a light pink bra made of lace that I hadn't seen before. 

"I know I said I'll do whatever you tell me - and I will - but just a hint, you should really see me in my underwear before you tell me to take my bra off." Lottie insisted. 

"Alright," I nodded, "Take your shorts off." 

Lottie bent down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before hopping off and standing in front of me. I sat back up and watched as she started swaying her hips. She undid the button and zip on the front then, after winking at me she turned around, bent over slightly, hooked a thumb under her shorts on each side and slowly began to push them down. She pushed them over her ass and immediately I could see she was wearing a matching thong to her bra. Her ass was so full and pert that the thong actually disappeared between her ass cheeks but as she was bent over I could see it peeping out at me. In the time it took for her to shimmy her shorts down her legs and step out of them, I was hard. 

"Oh my god!" I whispered, more to myself than to Lottie. "You are perfect! Was this what you purchased yesterday?" 

"Thank you. And yes it was." She did a little twirl on the spot for me so that I could see her from all angles. Her bra made her boobs look massive. Usually they were a 34 C but today they looked more like a double D. Her thong was also lace and clung to her skin perfectly as if it were tailored to fit. "You like it?" She asked once she was facing me again. 

I looked up at her face, "you should definitely wear outfits like this more often!" 

"What now?" She asked staring down at me, biting her lip seductively. 

"I can't decide!" I moaned. This was a problem. 

"What do you mean?" She frowned. 

"I can't decide whether I want you to take your underwear off or not." I complained. "I love it when you're naked but you look so fucking beautiful in that underwear!" 

"Aww, such first world problems," Lottie mocked sweetly. "Can I offer a suggestion?" 

I shrugged, "yeah, of course." She knelt down in front of me. 

"Why don't you let me jack you off while you make your mind up?" Her voice was absolute filth and her words took me by surprise. I couldn't believe this was the same girl I had grown up with. 

"I can't believe you're such a slut!" I said as I pulled her down to me. "You hid it well!" 

"It's a side only you will ever see of me." Lottie said as we embraced, "And I didn't hide it. I didn't know it was there until the other day. I guess being with you like this brings it out in me, like I'm your slut." 

"Hmm, I like that. You're now my best friend, my girlfriend and my slut." I grinned and kissed her. 

"But I'm only your slut when we're alone!" Lottie warned seriously. "I'm not into that public humiliation shit." 

I laughed, "As if I would ever do that to you." 

We kissed again a few more times. Then Lottie piped up. "So don't you have something to tell me to do?" 

I frowned. "Oh yeah!" I took my t-shirt off, undid my shorts and pulled them down, exposing the tent I had erected in my boxers. "Take my boxers off, Lottie! Then jack me off whilst talking dirty to me like the little slut you are!" 

"Eek!" She squealed in delight. "I like that language!" 

She pulled my boxers off quickly; I raised my ass off the sofa to make it easier for her. "My, what a big dick you have!" She said in her best slutty voice, as if she had never seen it before. 

"All the better to fuck you with." I said without thinking. 

Lottie broke down laughing. "What - What the fuck, Tom?" She was almost crying. 

"I'm sorry, that just slipped out!" I said, feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I swear I don't have a little red riding hood fetish." 

Lottie composed herself and wrapped a hand around my member. It was still stiff and hard, despite my awkward outburst. "I love the feeling of your big cock in my hand." Lottie said sultrily as she started to slowly stroke up and down my shaft. "Do you remember last night? When you imagined cumming all over my face?" My cock jumped in her hand. I did remember. 

"Lottie, I want you to make me cum all over your face." I said with a sigh, her hands felt wonderful on my cock. She grinned at me, as she was kneeling down our faces were about level. 

"You're catching on," She increased the speed in which she stroked up and down my shaft. I let myself fall back against the sofa and closed my eyes for a moment in bliss. Lottie kept talking to me. "You like it when I jack you off, baby? Does my hand feel good?" 

"Mmmm, yeah!" I moaned in appreciation. 

"You wanna cum all over my slutty little face? Claim me with your cum like you're marking your territory?" Lottie said hungrily, her words were utter filth. 

I chuckled and opened my eyes, she was watching me. "You are so getting off on this, aren't you?" 

"Fuck yeah!" She nodded, "I've been wet ever since I woke up, but having you order me about is amazing." 

"Good! I can't wait to taste you." I moaned and jumped as she flicked her thumb over the head of my cock. 

"You still want to do that?" She asked seriously, momentarily stopping her rhythmic strokes on my cock. 

"Yeah!" I said and a thought suddenly popped into my head. "In fact, as soon as I've cum on your face, you are going to strip off your underwear and we are going to swap places. I want you to spread your legs as wide as you can and I'm going to eat you out. I did some research last night and everything." 

"Was that research watching porn?" Lottie asked with a smirk, resuming her strokes. 

"Yes," I admitted after a pause, "Who knew that lesbian oral videos were so informative. I learnt a lot last night!" 

"Oh yeah!" Lottie said sarcastically, giving my cock a little squeeze, "I'm sure you did." 

I chuckled, "seriously! They should play stuff like that in sex education lessons." 

"Somehow I don't think they'll do that," Lottie laughed, and then when she spoke again her voice was sultry and seductive. "So you want to eat me out while I still have your cum all over my face?" 

"I don't just want that," I said, "It's going to happen in about 5 minutes." 

"Mmm! That's hot." Lottie moaned as she focused working her fingers on the head of my cock, "would you mind if I fulfilled another of my fantasies from yesterday? I really want to finger myself while sucking your cock at the same time." 

"By all means," I gestured. 

Lottie pouted at me. "You've got to tell me to do it!" 

"Lottie," I gazed at her fiercely. "Take your underwear off immediately and suck my cock while I watch you finger yourself!" 

"Yes sir!" She grinned and stood up quickly. She unhooked her bra and let it fall off, releasing her perfect tits. Her beautiful pink nipples were already hard. She then turned around again and bent over so that her ass was almost in my face, hooked a finger on either side of her thong and slowly pulled it down. She was so wet and her thong was so tight to her body that the little bit of fabric covering her ass and pussy stuck to her as she pushed the waistband down. It then fell down her legs, turning inside out and finally exposed her asshole and pussy to me for the first time that day. It was the first time I had seen her from this angle and I fell even more in love - and lust. 

It was at that moment that I silently promised myself I would one day take both of those holes - so long as Lottie was willing of course. She then turned back around. "I want you to squat with your legs wide apart," I said to her, "so that I can watch you finger yourself as you suck me." 

"I'll have a go." Lottie said in a tone that sounded a bit dubious, but she took the position no problem and she soon had one hand wrapped around my cock and the other rubbing on her clit. I silently changed my mind. This was my favourite position for us to be in. She bent her head to my cock, opened her mouth and took the head inside. Once again I relished those first few seconds of being inside her mouth - so warm and moist. A small voice in the back of my head asked the question of 'if her mouth is this good, just how good will her pussy be?' I moaned in response and watched as two of Lottie's finger disappeared inside her pussy. She then moaned around my dick and closed her eyes in pleasure. 

I placed both hands on her tits and groped and massaged them as she sucked me off. She opened her eyes and gazed up at me, moaning in pleasure. "You have no idea how beautiful you look right now, babe." I said as I took in the view before me. She had two fingers deep inside herself, thrusting in and out at a medium speed, keeping in time with her mouth as she bobbed up and down my shaft. I could hear just how wet she was by the slopping sounds her fingers were making as she stuffed them inside. 

"Mhmm?" She locked me with her gaze and I knew she was loving this just as much as I was. 

"When I cum babe, I want you to make sure you cum at the same time." I groaned. "Like when my cum hits your face you need to be having the most intense orgasm that your fingers can give you!" 

She took her mouth off my cock a second and pulled her fingers out to rub her clit. "You better be fucking close then." She moaned, "Because this is so hot that I'm seriously going to cum in like 2 minutes!" 

"Go to town on me then, Lottie!" I closed my eyes and let my head fall back into the sofa. Lottie's mouth re-engulfed my cock and the - slop - slop - slop sounds of her fingers driving inside her pussy were all I could hear. Both my hands were still on her tits and I moved my fingers centrally to each nipple and gently pinched and pulled on them as she bobbed up and down on my cock. 

This seemed to drive her wild as her moaning around my cock intensified and she started to circle the head of my cock with her tongue as she jacked my shaft off into her mouth. I shuddered with pleasure as her efforts took me closer and closer to orgasm and I soon felt the all too familiar feeling of cum starting to rise from my balls. "Urgh, Lottie, you're going to make me cum!" I moaned. 

Immediately she pulled her mouth off of my cock and jacked me off with abandon. I opened my eyes and watched her. "Yeah?!" She asked hungrily, I could see the lust in her eyes and her fingers blurring over her engorged clit as she rubbed it. "You gonna cum for me baby? For your little slut? You gonna cum all over my face?" 

"Nnnngh! Yes!" I cried out as she stroked me over the point of no return. 

"Yeah?!" Lottie's eyes didn't leave mine for a second, "give it to me, Tom! I want your thick, hot cum all over my face!" I just had enough concentration left to continue pinching and pulling on her nipples - albeit not so gently anymore. This made her gasp, "Uhhhh! I'm gonna cum too, Tom! Please cum with me! Shoot your hot fucking load all over my face and make me yours forever!" 

Her words pushed me over the edge. "Oh fuck I'm cumming!" I cried out and the first shot of thick ropey cum erupted from my cock and landed diagonally right across her face, starting at just below the right side of her mouth and up to just under her left eye. 

"Oh fuck yes!" She moaned as she continued to aim my cum at her face. I watched as the second shot splashed up the right side of her face with some landing in her red hair and the third pumped right over her lips. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Her fingers were a blur over her pussy and clit but I could see the muscles in her abdomen and legs spasming as she started to orgasm. "Uhhhh I'm cumming so hard while you cum on my face!" 

After the three massive cumshots my orgasm had subsided a bit and I took over the job of painting her face with my jizz as she closed her eyes and rode out her orgasm whilst crouching in front of me. I stroked myself off a few more times, managing to get one or two thick droplets of cum to land on her cheek, which she was still presenting for me as she came. "Keep going Lottie!" I told her, I wanted her to keep cumming. 

"Okay!" She breathed! I lined my cock up with her mouth. 

"Baby, I want you to suck the last of my cum out of my cock while you cum." She didn't reply, but opened her mouth willingly and I guided the tip of my cock inside. She did the rest and started sucking on my cock while gently rubbing her pussy. It had to be the best post orgasm come down I'd ever had. Lottie came down from her own orgasm soon after and she knelt down on the floor, slowly sucking my deflating cock in her mouth. After about 30 seconds of this I'd had enough and slowly eased her off of my member. "Stop, stop!" I chuckled, breathless. "It's too sensitive." 

Lottie giggled and opened her eyes for the first time since cumming. They were full of lust and a pleased satisfaction that sparkled as she looked up at me. "Mmm, that was good." She whispered. 

"I know." I allowed myself to slowly count to 5 then I stood up. "Right! Swap places and spread your legs wide!" Lottie jumped to her feet and fell against the sofa, she then wiggled herself into position and spread her legs wide, pulling them up and resting her ass on the edge of the seat. I knelt down in front of her, and for the first time in my life, got a really good look at her pussy. 

It was shaven - which I already knew, it was pink and wet with her juices at present and finally as I breathed in I found that it actually smelled. But in a good way. It was a pleasant kind of musky smell. And as her aroma drifted up my nostrils I found my mouth actually watered. Well, I guess that was a good sign. 

"Please be gentle." Lottie's words stole my attention from her pussy and I looked up at her. Beneath my cum she was wearing a concerned expression. My heart yearned to hold her and I rose to my knees and went to kiss her. "Whoa! What the fuck do you think you're doing?" 

"Going to kiss you." I frowned. 

"Not with your cum on my face you aren't!" Lottie said defiantly. "That's weird!" 

I laughed, "Okay." I sank back down so my ass rested on the heels of my feet but maintained eye contact. "I'm not going to hurt you, babe. Hopefully, this is going to feel amazing." She relaxed a bit, but I could tell she was still nervous. "Tell you what, I'm going to start and if it feels weird, tell me and I'll try something else, deal?" 

"Deal." Lottie nodded, biting her lower lip. 

"I love you." I whispered. 

"I love you too." She replied softly. 

I let my attention fall back to her pussy. It was still incredibly wet and open slightly, and was, in my opinion, the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I gently placed a hand on each of her thighs, I let my fingers caress the skin on her inner thighs, up and down, just the once to get her used to my touch. Her skin was soft and tender and made me ensure all my actions were gentle and precise. Then, I applied a bit more pressure as I slowly lowered my head closer to her pussy. The musky smell intensified but it did not discourage me, if anything it heightened my wanton desire to pleasure her with my mouth - to emulate the amazing feelings she was able to give me with her own. 

I bent my head down further so that I was maybe an inch or two away from her sex then stuck out my tongue and - ensuring to keep it as relaxed as possible - took my first slow lap of her pussy. I didn't part her labia or anything; I just ran my tongue over the length of her pussy. The skin was slightly rougher than I had expected, but was still relatively smooth and wet and it tasted delectable. Lottie gasped at my touch but did not move to stop me. 

I licked her like this three times more before I applied a little more pressure with my tongue. Moving her labia out of the way and slowly letting my tongue rise from the entrance of her pussy to up and over her clit, which poked out like a little boulder from the folds of otherwise smooth, moist skin. I made sure to coat it with my saliva and Lottie continued to gasp at my efforts. 

It wasn't long before Lottie started physically reacting to my touch. She had relaxed further and was ever so slightly pressing her sex into my tongue and face. I wanted more than anything to keep licking her as she was obviously enjoying what I was doing but as well as watching lesbian porn last night I had also read up on technique and it had said to tease her, to not just lick her, but to kiss her and trace imaginative designs on her with my tongue. So that's what I started to do. I kissed her slit very lightly a few times, as if they were the lips on her face, then traced all over her entire pussy - making random squiggles with my tongue in no direction in particular. I wanted to keep her guessing, as soon as she thought my tongue would move one way, I flicked it another, making her jump and squeak in pleasure. 




Lottie and Tom Ch. 03



I would just like to say a massive thanks to you, the reader, for staying with this story through the first two instalments to this, the final part. For those of you who have stumbled upon this, it follows on from Lottie and Tom: Part 1 & Lottie and Tom: Part 2. For completion I suggest you read those before this. All characters are 18 or over. As always, I welcome your comments and please, enjoy. 

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Chapter 1: 

The 'fasten seatbelts' sign turned off above us and I unbuckled mine immediately before turning to my best friend and now girlfriend, Lottie, who was sat in the window seat next to me. We had been extremely lucky on our flight to Barbados - although there were three seats in a row, the one next to me was empty and so we had a fair degree of privacy as we flew. 

"I love flying." Lottie said wistfully as she stared out of the window at the clouds and land below us. "I often forget just how beautiful the world is, but from up here you can see everything." I reached over and took her hand in mine, causing her to look away from the window and at me instead. She smiled and those emerald green eyes lit up. Her long red hair was up in a ponytail, she wore a tatty old grey jumper and she was not wearing any make up but just the sight of her took my breath away. 

"What?" She asked coyly after a moment. 

I shook my head. "Nothing, I just remembered how lucky I am is all." 

She hit me on the arm. "Shut up! I'm the lucky one!" Then she leant in and kissed me. Her lips were soft and tasted of strawberries and I inhaled her scent as our lips moulded together. 

I pulled away slightly and rested my forehead against hers. "I love you." I said quietly. 

"I love you too." She whispered with a smile. "Did you remember to pack condoms?" 

"Yes." I said in a hushed voice, knowing full well that my parents and her mum were just two rows in front of us. "There is an entire box hidden in my suitcase and three more tucked away in my rucksack just in case." 

"Good thinking!" Lottie eyed me seriously. "It would be just our luck that your suitcase would get lost so we couldn't... you know... have sex." She mouthed the last word rather than saying it aloud. "I'm getting so nervous and excited. It's so weird to think that we're only gonna be virgins for a few more hours." 

I chuckled but then turned serious as I spoke - Our eyes inches apart, "You know we don't have to do it if you don't want to. The last thing I want to do is force you into anything." 

"Are you kidding?" Lottie said, straightening up in her seat and fixing me determinedly with those emerald eyes. "Not many people are lucky enough to lose their virginity to their best friend. I have never been so sure of anything in all my life! You are the love of my life Tom and if I get my way you will be the only person I ever sleep with and I want that to start being a regular occurrence as soon as possible. I will jump you if you leave me waiting too long!" 

"Okay." I laughed, "I just wanted to make sure." 

The on-board entertainment turned on and we snuggled up together and lapsed into silence. Our flight lasted a little under 9 hours and we both fell asleep after watching the first film on the screens in front of us. It was some rom-com - I couldn't tell you what happened if you asked me but Lottie seemed to enjoy it. When we landed, check in and baggage claim was a ball ache so it was another hour and a half before we finally got to our hotel. 

Lottie and I were thrilled and surprised in equal measure to find our parents had booked a room for us to share and once we'd both been given the 'we trust you not to get up to anything you shouldn't be' talk, they left us to unpack and get settled in for the night, telling us to meet them for breakfast at 8am tomorrow morning so not be too late going to bed. Lottie flopped onto a double bed - of which there were two, our parents hadn't been that trusting, we had a twin room - and let out a deep, contented sigh. "Oh this place is perfect!" 

I smiled over at her from the balcony. I had been looking out at the view - and it was a good one. White sandy beach stretching out for 100's of metres either way and the Caribbean Sea and its crystal blue waters continuing to the horizon and beyond. It was like paradise. 

Then there was our room. It was massive. The door from the hallway opened into a small walkway with a large en suite on the left, then continuing through to the main room. The beds were king-size with Egyptian cotton, there was a plasma TV on the wall and then two big double doors opened onto the balcony which was large enough to house an iron table and three comfortable looking chairs. There were also 2 large wardrobes, two bedside cabinets, a sofa and a desk complete with a mirror and stool for someone to get ready at. 

Lottie stretched out. She had her eyes closed and was wearing her pyjamas. I say pyjamas but that's not strictly true, it was actually a black Ed Sheeran T-shirt she had bought at a gig a few years ago and a pair of baggy pink shorts that fell to just above her knee. She made no effort whatsoever but to me she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I crossed the room and fell onto the bed beside her. Despite sleeping on the plane I was shattered. Barbados is 5 hours behind Britain and my phone, which was still on British time, had shown 02:34 when I last checked it - and that was a good 15 minutes ago. 

"I'm so tired." Lottie mumbled with her eyes closed. "What time is it?" 

"In London or here?" 

"Either." 

"It must almost be 3 in the morning in London which means it's about 10pm here." I said, staring at her. 

She rolled over sideways towards me and lifted her head up to allow my arm to slide underneath. I then wrapped my other arm around her waist and pulled her close to me. She rested one leg over my thigh so that the entire length of our bodies were pressed together. If we hadn't been so tired, this moment would have been a perfect start to the activities we had planned. She opened her eyes and gazed at me. Her long red hair fell around her face and over her top but she was either too exhausted or lazy to move it. 

"That's an acceptable time to go to bed, right?" She asked hopefully. 

I nodded. "Yeah, definitely! But we've still got to clean our teeth and mouthwash." 

"I know." Lottie sighed regretfully, she looked down at my chest - it was bare as I was only wearing my pyjama shorts. Her eyes roamed across it then flicked back up to my face and she smiled. "Hmm, this is nice." I nodded and smiled back at her lovingly, taking in all the tiny imperfect perfections of her face. Her brow furrowed and she looked away, then back at me. It happened so fast that if I hadn't been studying her, I would have missed it. 

I frowned, "What's up, babe?" 

She pulled a face and dropped her gaze, "I'm sorry." 

"For what?" I tucked my free hand under her black T-shirt and tickled my fingers gently up and down her back. 

"For being too tired for... sex." The way she paused before saying it was so cute. 

"Charlotte!" I used her full name, something I very rarely do and so she knew I meant business. I took my hand away from our under her top and held her hand, winding my fingers through hers reassuringly. "I didn't expect us to have sex the moment we hit the hotel bedroom. I don't care if we wait until the very last night - Hell, I don't care if we don't have sex at all while we're here!" I held those uncertain emerald eyes with my gaze, trying to convey just how much she meant to me. "In my eyes, I am on holiday with my best friend. The fact she lets me see her naked and sleep in the same bed with her is just a bonus." 

Lottie pulled an embarrassed grin and I planted a soft kiss on her nose and then on her lips. "Look, I love you." I said after pulling away to look her in the eye again, "so instead of planning and worrying about if and when it will happen, why don't we just enjoy ourselves here? If what we do leads to sex then great, if not then we'll just have our first time somewhere else. Regardless of where we are, so long as it is with you, my first time is still going to be special." 

Her eyes danced in front of me for a second as she took in my words then she kissed me passionately on the lips, shaping her lips to mine and holding onto me tight. We then shared a series of softer, gentler kisses before she finally sighed. "How do you do it?" Lottie asked quietly after a moment, "How do you know exactly the right thing to say?" 

I shrugged, "I don't. Not when I'm talking to you. I just say what I'm feeling." 

"So how do you feel now?" 

"Like it's time we brush our teeth and go to sleep." I yawned. 

"Okay." She laughed, "Sounds good to me." 

Chapter 2: 

I awoke first. We were spooning with my left arm underneath Lottie's head and my right draped over her T-shirt, holding her tightly to me with our legs entwined. I stayed like this for a few minutes before my bladder suddenly felt like it was going to burst. I carefully disentangled myself from Lottie then silently left the bed and dashed to the bathroom to relieve myself. 

I decided to mouthwash as well after I washed my hands - just to get rid of that morning breath rankness. I crept back into the main room and looked at the alarm clock on Lottie's side of the bed. 06:45. We still had over an hour before we were supposed to meet our parents downstairs for breakfast. I slid back into bed as silently as I could but clearly my efforts were not quite good enough as Lottie groaned and rolled over onto her back and rubbed her eyes. 

"Where'd you go?" She grunted sleepily. 

"Toilet." I muttered, curling up next to her. 

She nodded, still with her eyes closed. "What time is it?" 

"Quarter to 7. We've got a while before we need to think about getting up for breakfast." 

She smiled at this news. "Good." I leaned over on one arm and planted a good morning kiss on her lips. "Urgh!" Lottie opened her eyes, blinked and scowled up at me. "Now I have to go and mouthwash! You're such a dick!" She said jokily, grinning at me. 

I rolled onto my back and she got up and walked to the bathroom. My eyes were glued to her shapely legs and ass the entire way. She was gone maybe 5 minutes and looked much more awake when she reappeared at the doorway. She had brushed her long red hair, her eyes looked brighter and she crooked one leg as she leant against the doorframe. Once again, she was in my eyes, utterly perfect. 

"Come back to bed!" I demanded as I patted the empty space where she had been sleeping. 

Lottie grinned and skipped over to the bed before diving under the covers to join me again. She snuggled up to me and lay on her back as I lounged on my side with my head propped up by one elbow. "You can kiss me now." She smiled a toothy smile. "I've not got bad breath anymore." 

I rolled my eyes but planted a kiss on her anyway, "you didn't have bad breath to begin with." 

"Yeah, well I had to be sure." She said quickly. "Anyway..." Her eyes roamed around the room before resting on me again and she bit her lip seductively. "So... we're both awake... and we have some time to kill..." She was waiting for me to bite. I didn't, so she went further. She brought her hand up and traced a finger up the middle of my chest, "and I haven't seen you naked in two days..." 

"Take your top off!" I growled at her. 

"Eek!" Was the response I got and she quickly pulled her top up and off, throwing it outside the bed covers and onto the floor. She now lay topless below me and her pert creamy boobs rose and fell with her breathing. My right hand flew to her left breast as if attracted magnetically and I groped and massaged her fleshy orb, feeling her nipple harden under my palm. I bent down and kissed her mouth passionately then flicked my tongue across her lips. She opened them and our tongues duelled together as we explored each other orally. 

Breaking it off after a good minute or two of this, I kissed her chin, then her neck, then her navel and continued to plant kisses all down over her collar bone and down over her entire breast before coming into contact with her nipple. I rested the gentlest of little kisses all around her areola until her nipple stood out hard and erect. Lottie sighed along quietly as I did this but once I kissed her nipple and I sucked it into my mouth, her breathing changed. 

"Hmmmm!" She moaned out lowly in delight, bringing a hand up to hold my head in place. "God, I love it when you suck on my nipples!" 

I couldn't help but smile a little as I gently grazed her nipple with my teeth before licking it with my tongue and coating it in my saliva. I lifted up, releasing her boob and exposing it to the cool morning air again and her breath caught in her mouth as I kissed my way over to her other breast. I did roughly similar movements like before in that I kissed all around her areola then took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and toying with it as she mewled out contentedly beneath me. 

I let go and moved up to kiss her lips again and her hands shot down to my shorts. "Mmm!" She said urgently through our kisses, "you should be naked!" 

"So should you!" I retorted and we broke apart, rapidly taking off our shorts before tossing them in the same direction that Lottie's Ed Sheeran T-shirt had gone in a few minutes previous. I wound my arms around her now naked body and kissed her again before marvelling at how lucky I was. My cock was already hard but then that was no longer a surprise to me - once Lottie took her clothes off there was really only one way that it would go down again. I shook my head, taking a moment to take in her beauty. "How the fuck did I get you?" I muttered more to myself than to her. 

"That's a question I ask myself every day." Lottie smiled up at me. Then my train of thought ruptured as I felt her hand grasp hold of my hard shaft and she smirked at me. "Hello! Someone's ready to play! 

I shifted my position slightly to allow her better access to my crotch then traced my hand down over her breasts, over her flat stomach and onto her perfectly shaven pubic region. She kept herself flawlessly smooth down here and it drove me crazy with lust every time I touched the soft, gentle skin above her pussy. Talking of which, I let my fingers glide down the last few inches until I came into contact with her beautiful puffy pink pussy. I slid a finger daintily down between her lips and found her soaking wet. 

Lottie closed her eyes, took a deep breath and bit her lower lip sexily as she lay back and enjoyed the feeling of my finger gently tracing up and down between her labia, all the while slowly stroking my cock with her hand. 

I changed tact. As my finger was about to slide down her slit again I pressed harder and allowed two fingers to part her lips and brush over her clit. Her reaction was immediate. "Nnnngh! Fuck!" Lottie moaned softly as her whole body shivered in bliss at my actions and I grinned and bent my head down to kiss her. 

At my touch, her eyes shot open and she doubled her efforts on my cock, no longer stroking it half-heartedly but moving her hand more forcefully and deliberately brushing the head as she came up. "Let's make each other cum at the same time." She grinned open mouthed up at me. 

Well, I was game for that if she was so as our mouths met again, opening so our tongues could play together, I gently pushed her thighs wider and brought my hand back to her juicy, wet pussy - this time focusing my actions on her clit. Lottie moaned into my mouth in appreciation and brought her other hand up to my cock, stroking it now with both hands wrapped around my shaft. It felt amazing but I concentrated on my fingers working Lottie's sex. 

I stopped rubbing her clit and allowed my hand to move in a wide circle so that I slowly rubbed her entire pussy - clit, labia, hymen, perineum, the lot! She started moving her hips slowly in time with my hand so that I was in essence massaging her entire pussy with my motions. Finally she broke off our kiss and looked up at me with those beautiful emerald eyes. There was a maelstrom of emotions in that gaze; lust, joy, excitement, pleasure and nervousness but above all else was love. 

"Please stick your fingers inside me, Tom." She whispered with a shudder. 

Her wish was my command and I lined up my index and middle finger and slowly, very slowly, pushed them inside. Immediately, her eyes rolled back in their sockets and her lids shut as she let out a long low moan of pleasure, her mouth falling open into a very sexy little O. Her movements on my cock had temporarily stopped but I didn't mind, I was all about pleasing her. Although it always felt amazing when she made me cum, I got ten times the satisfaction from making her orgasm. 

My fingers slid in further, right up to the third knuckle and her body tensed beneath me as her vaginal muscles clamped around my digits. For a brief moment I thought I had made her cum just by entering her but it was just a smaller pleasurable wave rather than the tsunami I would soon subject her to. I pressed my lips to hers again as I slowly withdrew my fingers before plunging them back in - starting off the process of finger fucking her. 

She whimpered and whined beneath me but kissed back as her arms flew around my torso and she held onto my back. "Lottie," I said, moving my head back just far enough that I could gaze at her face. I waited until she opened her eyes. "I want you to kiss me when you start to cum." I said softly. 

"Okay!" She replied breathlessly and closed her eyes again, focusing on my fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy. It didn't take too long for me to take her to the brink of cumming, she was already meeting the thrusts of my fingers with her hips each time I pushed into her and those actions were becoming more and more frenzied with each passing movement. I bent my head down to her breast and sucked her nipple into my mouth. Her eyes were closed and so she had no warning. "Oh fuck!" She cried out loudly, gripping my back harder with her hands and digging her nails in. Something she swore she always did subconsciously but was becoming more and more of a regular thing - not that I minded. 

I suckled on her nipple with abandon, clamping my lips down on it and flicking my tongue over it in every way I could think of whilst not letting up on my unrelenting assault of her pussy. Her hips bounced off my hand once, twice, a third time and then she froze. 

"Oh fuck - fuck - fuck! I'm cumming, Tom!" Her hands shot to my head and I let go of her nipple as she guided me to her mouth and crushed it against my own. "Mhmmmmm!" She moaned frantically against me as I plunged my fingers inside one final time and wiggled them around instead, bringing my thumb up to massage her clit. I flicked my tongue across her lips and as soon as they opened I thrust my tongue inside as she moaned around it in a voice that I was scared would be audible to the whole hotel. 

She moaned into my mouth constantly as she climaxed then once she started to come back down to earth, I pulled my fingers out and rubbed her pussy lips gently, watching her revel in post-orgasmic bliss. She looked like a red headed angel. 

"Oh my gosh!" She said breathlessly at last. "That felt far too good." 

"Now you know just how talented I am." I joked 

She opened her eyes and grinned at me as she still came down from her climax. "I've always known just how talented you are." 

I chuckled and brought my hand up to her face. "You are so beautiful - especially so when you cum." 

Lottie smiled coyly at me then her eyes opened wide. "Hey! It's your turn now. Get on top of me." 

"Huh?" 

"Straddle my stomach." Lottie commanded, smiling up mischievously to me. "You'll see why soon enough." 




Lottie and Tom Ch. 03



I gave her a rather hesitant smile but I rose to my knees all the same and flung one leg over so that I straddled her abdomen. She grasped my slightly deflated dick in one hand and started to jerk me off slowly, bringing me back to full stiffness in seconds. "I'm going to make you cum over my tits, Tom." She smirked up at me, bringing her other hand up and gripping my cock. She then used her arms to squash her boobs together making them look massive. 

She stroked me off faster and faster and I moaned out above her, leaning forward and resting my hand on the wall in front of me that the bed was up against. "Nnnngh! Oh Lottie, your hands feel amazing." 

"Hmm!" She grinned up at me saucily. "Tell me when you're gonna cum." 

"Uhhhh!" I moaned out, her hands were working my cock so well that I could already feel my orgasm building. "Shit, I'm gonna cum soon! Don't stop babe!" 

"Hmm yes!" Lottie smirked up at me, "Cum on my tits, Tom! Give it to me! Watch me jerk you off right onto my tits." 

"Nnngh! Fuck you're so fucking sexy when you talk like that." I gazed down at her and sighed, watching her hands blur over my shaft as she brought me closer to my ever approaching climax. 

She took one hand off of my cock and grabbed my balls, gently massaging them as she stroked the head quickly in her hand. That did it. That pushed me right over the point of no return. "Nnnnngh, I'm cumming! Don't stop!" 

"I won't baby!" Lottie said, focusing on my cock as my first rope of creamy white cum erupted and shot across her tits as she thrust them up for me. "Yeah! That's it, right on my tits!" 

"Uh! Fuuuck!" I groaned out as she stroked out three more cumshots onto her tits before my orgasm started to fizzle out, leaving just droplets and dribbles of cum coming out of my cock. 

"Hmm, look at that." Lottie grinned up at me naughtily, clearly pleased with her work. Her tits were plastered in my cum. "Holy hell, that looks nice, doesn't it?!" She then leant up and engulfed the head of my cock with her mouth, sucking on it briefly and extracting the last of my cum from me. "Hmmm, I wouldn't want to waste any." 

I chuckled and fell sideways off of her and onto the bed, breathing hard in my post-orgasmic state. She looked at me naughtily then rubbed my cum into her boobs. "You are so beautiful but so dirty at the same time." I gazed at her in awe. "I can't keep up!" 

She giggled. "You bring it out in me." 

"You seem to like it when I cum on you." I noted with a grin. 

Lottie shrugged and stared at her boobs as she rubbed them dry. "I like the thought of your cum on me and in me. To me it's just another way to show you how much I love you - to show the world I am with you," She smiled over at me before adding as an afterthought, "even though the world will never see me like this..." I shot her a confused glance, "It makes sense in my head." She conceded. I considered this as she looked over at the clock then turned back and shot me a brilliant white smile. "Shower time? We've got enough time to properly wash each other." 

"Okay." I nodded. "Race you!" 

She laughed and those two words seemingly transitioned us back from boyfriend and girlfriend into best friends again - she even pushed me out of bed to get a head start. She still didn't win. 

Chapter 3: 

"So what are your plans for the day then, you two?" My dad asked over breakfast. Our parents had explained that they were all going on a fishing trip this morning then planned to sunbathe the entire afternoon meaning Lottie and I had free reign to do whatever we liked. We were sat opposite them in a booth by the window in the hotel's 1st floor restaurant looking out over the sea. 

I shrugged, "I dunno. Guess we'll check out some places." 

"There are a few things I want to do." Lottie said brightly. "I want to go into town and get my gift shopping out of the way, then I will find a secluded beach somewhere and sunbathe for a few hours - oh and I want to try windsurfing but I don't care if I don't get around to that today or not. I just want to have a go sometime while we're here." 

"Windsurfing?" Her mother raised an eyebrow. "Why would you want to do that?" 

"Because it looks fun!" Lottie retorted with a smile. 

"You don't have fun on a holiday!" Her mother chastised, "You relax and let your hair down!" 

My mum chose that moment to chime in happily, "well I think that's a great idea that you're trying something new! Make sure you drag Tom along with you." She looked at me daringly, "It is about time he branched out and did some new and exciting things... you know, so long as you're safe about it." Her eyes shot back and forth between Lottie and me. 

"What?" I stared at her baffled and the table fell into silence for a moment as we all looked at my mother. 

Lottie and I shared a look of disbelief and my dad cleared his throat. "So anyway, we were thinking of having dinner at half 6 tonight?" He went into his pocket, took out his wallet and handed me a traveller's check worth £100. "Here, this should cover you both for lunch and other expenses for a few days." You could tell he was a born and raised accountant. 

"Thanks!" I said, pulling out my own wallet from my pocket and tucking it safely away inside. "Half 6 sounds fine." 

"Yes, thank you very much, Mr Roberts!" Lottie said gratefully. 

My dad rolled his eyes at her, "Lottie, how many times must I tell you to call me Geoff? You've known me practically your whole life!" 

She smiled politely, "Thanks, Geoff." 

"That's better!" He looked at his watch. "Oh, we better be off ladies!" He forked out a couple of Bajan dollars onto the table for breakfast and turned to our mothers "our boat leaves in 30 minutes. See you two later!" 

We all stood up ready to go our separate ways. Lottie's mother gave her a quick hug and surprisingly my mum did the same. "Sorry about just now," She whispered quickly to me when her lips were by my ear, "just make sure you make her happy. I'm very fond of that girl." She kissed me on the cheek, let me go and smiled at me quickly as I once again stood there confused. 

"Bye then!" My dad said and the three of them turned and left us. 

"That was weird!" I muttered more to myself than to Lottie. 

She turned to me. "What was?" 

"I'll tell you in the room, come on!" 

"Alright, I need to change anyway." She said, leading the way to our room. 

As soon as we were in our room and the door was shut, she started stripping off. "What are you doing?" I asked. 

"Changing my outfit." She smirked at me as she unclasped her bra and placed it on the bed, revealing her perfect creamy tits to me again. "What was weird before then?" 

"What?" I asked confused. Her standing topless in front of me ruined my train of thought and so it took me a few seconds to remember everything. "Oh yeah! My mum at breakfast this morning! That was- ahem - odd..." She took her shorts off and then her panties so that she was now standing completely naked in front of me. I forgot what I was about to say. I forgot my own name. 

"Tom?!" Lottie laughed, standing in front of me in a relaxed posture "You're staring at me like you've never seen a naked woman before." 

"I um - um - what was the question?" 

Lottie giggled and picked her clothes up, putting them on the bed next to her suitcase. "I didn't ask you a question." She turned sideways on and I marvelled at how her tits hung down and how her ass protruded out from the rest of her body. My swimming shorts seemed very tight all of a sudden. 

I blinked and came to again, "do you know how hard it is to talk to you normally when you're naked?" I protested hotly. 

She stopped rummaging around in her suitcase and turned to me, straightening up, hands on her hips. "Do you not like looking at me naked?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"No!" I half shouted, I calmed my voice as she smiled at me, "I love it! It's just very distracting." 

She grinned and walked over to me, threading her arms around my neck and pressing her body against mine. I wound my arms around her waist then let them fall lower and squeezed her ass cheeks. "Eek!" She let out before kissing me briefly and smiling up at me, "I'm sorry I'm so distracting." 

"You will be," I grinned back, "now get dressed before I lose all motivation to leave the room again today." 

"Okay." Lottie dropped her arms from around my neck and walked back to her suitcase, her ass swayed seductively as she did so and I swear she put more emphasis on it than usual. "You're right though." She said as she fished out an emerald green bikini - a new one that I had not seen before. "What your mum said back there was weird." 

"You don't know the half of it!" I said quickly as she stepped into the bikini bottoms and pulled them up. "Is that a new bikini?" 

She turned and grinned at me. "Yes it is. I bought it when I went shopping with my mum last week - I really like it." She held the top in her hands, "could you do this up for me?" 

"Sure." I jumped at the chance and walked over. She turned around and held the top over her boobs with one hand while pulling her hair out of the way with the other as I did up the string around her neck. Then I pulled the string cords around her back and tied them together in a double knot. She let her hair fall and sighed, "Thanks." She turned and gave me a quick peck on the lips before returning to her suitcase. 

"When my mum hugged me she told me to keep you happy 'cause she's rather fond of you." I said with my eyes glued to her ass. 

"Really?" Lottie asked in surprise, pulling out a floor length Hawaiian patterned skirt and stepping into it. "That's weird because my mum did a similar thing. She told me that we both deserved to let our hair down and enjoy in each other's company. But she put a lot of emphasis on the word 'enjoy'." 

"Weird!" I agreed as I moved over and sat down on the spare bed, gazing out the balcony doors as I waited for her to finish neatly folding and packing the clothes she had worn at breakfast back into her suitcase. I thought about it some more then the penny dropped. I looked over at Lottie again and saw her frozen, midway through folding her shorts, staring at me with a flabbergasted expression on her face that I knew she would see mirrored on mine. "You don't think..." I started stunned. 

"That they think that..." She continued in an equally shocked tone. 

"That you and me are..." 

"Having sex!" We said in unison. 

Lottie zipped up her suitcase then came and sat on the bed next to me. We just stared at each other blankly for a few moments, unsure if we were making it all up or if we had actually stumbled upon their thinking. "Well..." I said at last. "I mean, you have met our mums right? This is exactly the kind of thing they like to gossip about." 

"True." She agreed next to me. "But what about last night? What about their 'do not under any circumstances get up to anything remotely sexual' speech!" 

I laughed, "They didn't quite say that." 

"No," Lottie conceded, "but that was the message they were trying to get across." 

"Yeah," I admitted, "but what if they only did that to fulfil the good parents' profile. I mean, my parents have always been pretty liberal when it came to you and me. Like, yes my dad did give me the sex talk when I was 16 but again I think that was more of a tick in the box speech for him rather than a man to man chat." 

"Maybe they think we've already had sex?" Lottie asked me seriously. "It makes what your mum said about being safe make a lot more sense." 

"Aww god!" I buried my head in my hands and let myself fall back against the bed. "It suddenly feels like so much pressure. Even our parents think we've done it already!" 

This time it was Lottie's turn to comfort me. "I know," She said softly, "but look Tom, nothing's changed." I pulled my hands down a bit so that I could scowl up at her. She squeezed my leg reassuringly, "When it does happen, it will still only be you and me - no one else will be around. And no one - least of all me, is pressuring you into anything. What you said to me last night goes exactly the same for you. If you don't feel ready to have sex with me yet, just let me know. I won't love you any less." 

I took my hands away from her face and ran my fingers up and down her back. "How do you know exactly the right thing to say?" I mimicked her words of last night. 

She laughed, "I don't. I just say what I'm feeling." 

"I love you!" I gazed into those emerald eyes, making sure she could see how much I meant it. 

"I love you too." She smiled warmly at me before standing up and pulling my arm. "Now come on, I want to go shopping and I need someone to carry my bags!" 

Chapter 4: 

Thankfully, Lottie didn't make us walk around the touristy shops for too long and once we made a quick stop at the hotel to drop off the things she had bought, we headed out again. We'd asked the concierge if there were any secluded beaches nearby and he'd told us of one not two miles away from the hotel that was lovely with crystal clear waters but it meant going down a very steep, rocky path and so most people didn't bother with it. 

We found it no problem and although the steep rocky path was a bit of an issue, we got down it okay and our reward was a small deserted white sandy beach, tucked away between two rock faces. I set down the backpack we had brought with us and unpacked the two large towels we had to lie on and our lunch. It was to be a romantic little picnic on our own beach. 

"Hmm, this is perfect!" Lottie cooed after applying a generous amount of sun screen - she was ginger after all - to every inch of skin she had on show, including her legs as she'd taken her skirt off, happy to chill out in her small emerald green bikini as it was just the two of us. She looked at me through the dark sunglasses she'd bought earlier that day - she foolishly forgot to pack some back in Britain - and sipped at her bottle of water. 

"It's not bad." I agreed, looking out at the sea through my own sunglasses. 

"Not bad?!" Lottie parroted in outrage. "What could possibly make this better?" 

"Food." I retorted. 

That one word broke her and she laughed out loud. "Aww, are you hangry?" 

"What?" I asked spikily. 

"Hangry?" She repeated, "It's a mixture of hungry and angry - look it up! But you definitely suffer from it." 

"Oh. Yes, yes I am. So let's eat!" 

We pretty much ate in silence, listening to the waves as they crashed gently against the shore and after a sandwich, a packet of crisps and an apple, I was satisfied. I lay back on my towel, closed my eyes and enjoyed the sun's rays on my skin as I took in the serene peace and quiet of our beach. 

"I love you." Lottie said from out of nowhere. I looked over to see her next to me, copying my movements although she had pushed her sunglasses up and onto her head so as not to get tan lines. I quickly followed suit. 

"I love you too." I said, closing my eyes and returning to my previous position. 

"I just wanted you to know." She said quietly, "What I want to do more than anything right now is snuggle up to you and to feel your arms wrapped around me... But equally I don't want a weird tan. So my words will have to do for now." 

I chuckled at her logic. "Your words are enough." 

We lapsed into silence for a long, long time. I must have dozed off as when I came to; the sun had shifted its position in the sky. I looked around to see Lottie next to me and also another couple about 20 metres away from us. They looked to be in their 40's and were as happily minding their own business as we were with ours. "When did they arrive?" I asked quietly. 

"About 20 minutes ago." Lottie opened her eyes and looked at me, shielding them from the sun with her hand. "Welcome back." She grinned at me, "You were snoring." 

"What?!" I blustered. 

"Only gently and you weren't too loud." She added, "It was really cute." 

"Oh, fuck my life!" I said feeling myself blush with embarrassment. "How long was I asleep for?" 

Lottie shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe an hour? I'm not sure, but you'll definitely have a nice tan. Better than the creamy complexion you usually rock." 

"Oh yeah?!" I said accusingly, putting some humour into my voice. "As if you can talk; Miss I-will-burn-in-winter." 

"Am I burnt?" She goaded. 

I took a moment to look her over. "Technically no..." I conceded 

"Well then." She poked out her tongue at me childishly, like we used to do when we were younger. 

I rolled my eyes and couldn't help but laugh. I held out my arms for her, "come here!" 

She pushed her sunglasses back down onto her nose and rolled into my embrace. I wrapped my arms around her protectively and squeezed her tightly. Her skin was lush and warm and she sighed quietly with her head resting on my chest. 

"It's like fate." She said after a minute or two. 

"Huh?" I didn't even bother opening my eyes to look down at her, I was so relaxed and still a bit sleepy. 

"Us." She stated simply, "You and me." 

"Yeah," I smiled to myself. "I know." 

"No, I'm talking about everything here." Lottie insisted, moving her head to look up at me. "I mean, assuming we both make the grades we are going to the same university in September so we won't even have to bother doing the long distance thing. We'll still be us." 

"I know!" I insisted as I looked down at her and my smile broadened. "There is a reason for all that. We're simply just meant to be together. Throughout growing up with you, not once have I ever felt any kind of sibling relations - I've never seen you as a sister figure. You've always just been my best friend, through thick and thin. Then when we started growing up properly, I saw you more as a woman and less of just the same old Lottie I know and love, and my feelings developed into just that, love. I know you realised it before me and maybe our parents did too but that doesn't matter now. Regardless of where we are, the way I feel about you isn't going to change. I love you Lottie, and I always will." 

She stared up at me statuesque, as if frozen in time for a moment, then lurched up and crushed her mouth to mine, holding my head in her hands. I wrapped my arms around her tighter and rolled her on top of me. Her tongue flitted across my lips and I poked mine out and duelled with her as we snogged openly on the beach, my hands caressing up and down her back and arms. 

"We need to go." She said at last when she leaned far enough away to look at me. "Like right now!" 

"Why?" I asked, hoping I knew the answer. 

"Because I'm finally ready to make love to you!" She answered quietly but insistently and it brought a smile to my lips. I did know the answer. 

"Okay, let's go!" 

We packed up quickly, hiked up the steep rocky slope in record time and made it back to the hotel in less than half an hour. We headed straight up to our room dumped our stuff and flung ourselves at each other. We made out standing up and I ran my hands through her long red hair as I felt her fingers glide up and down my back, touching every definable muscle through my skin. I gently guided her backwards to the bed but she shook her head and broke our kiss. 

"No!" She whispered, fixing me with her gaze, "let's shower first. I want to be clean for our first time." 

It made no difference to me so long as I stayed in her company and I happily followed her as she held my hand, leading the way to the bathroom. She turned the shower on - it was a large cubicle, easily big enough for two people to move around in - then we both stripped quickly and being the gentleman, I let her walk in first. I watched as she walked under the powerful jets, soaking her red hair immediately and sending water cascading down all the glorious curves of her body. With one hand, she wiped the hair out of her face and back over her head before opening her eyes and searching for me. She held out a hand and I took it, joining her under the water. 




Lottie and Tom Ch. 03



It felt invigorating on my skin. In the way that only afterwards can you truly appreciate how much you've actually done with your day. I was suddenly glad Lottie had suggested we shower first. Once my body was suitably drenched I turned to her and saw that she was waiting patiently for me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me, revelling in the feel of her naked body pressed against mine. Our lips met passionately as she threaded her arms around my neck and we kissed under the constant stream of water. 

I moved my hand from her waist up and around to her breasts and I squeezed and caressed them in my palms. They were warm and moist from the water and her nipples were like little glass cutters against my skin. I gently pinched and rolled them between my fingers, eliciting short sharp gasps from her in between our kisses. With one final passionate kiss she pushed me away and grinned at me. 

"Turn around!" She said breathlessly. 

"Why?" I asked with a confused smile. 

"Just do it!" She insisted and I could see a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "I promise it'll feel good!" 

I complied and turned my back to her and half a second later I felt her step right up behind me, crushing her breasts into my back and wrapping her arms around my torso. She rested her head on my shoulder so that her lips were by my ear then slowly lowered her hands to my member, gripping my semi erect cock dexterously in her fingers. 

"What are you doing?" I asked dubiously as the hot water continued crashing down from above us. 

"Shh, just enjoy it." She cooed into my ear as she alternated slowly stroking my cock hand over hand. "This has always been my plan. I've read up on 'first time' sex - mostly it doesn't last that long and so isn't all that great. So I'm going to make you cum before and hopefully that way you'll last longer inside me." 

"Mmm, alright!" Her continuous hand over hand slow stroking, starting from the head of my cock, over the bellend and down the shaft to my balls, was beginning to reap effects already. My cock felt alive with sensation in her grip. "Uhhh, fuck that feels good!" 

She giggled softly in my ear and her hot breath on my neck added to my heightened arousal. Then she picked up the pace with her hands. "Just let it go, Tom. Enjoy the feeling of my hands stroking your cock and feel my tits pressing into your back as the water falls down on us. I want you to cum for me, baby. I want you to shoot your cum up the wall so that we can wash each other and then go to bed and you can make love to me." 

"Nnnngh!" My breathing increased as her hand job had the desired effect. I raised both hands and placed them palms down firmly on the tiles on the wall and shuddered as I felt my orgasm rising. I looked down and watched the way her fingers almost constantly brushed against the super sensitive head of my cock as she stroked the length of my erection. It was so erotic and seemingly charged the shower cubicle with sexual energy. 

"I love you, Tom." She whispered then stuck her tongue out and ran it from my neck up over my jaw and towards my ear erotically. That was it. That pushed me over the edge of no return. 

"Oh fuck I'm cumming!" I grunted, as I watched my cum explode from my cock and fire at the wall. 

"Hmm!" I could hear the smile in her voice and see her peering over in my peripheral vision to watch as her hands continued to seamlessly pass over my cock time and time again as she pumped my cum out over the wall. "Look at that! I love it when you cum that hard for me. It makes me feel special that I can do that to you." 

"You are special!" I moaned as I finally started to come down from my orgasm. Her hands slowed their pace and she started jacking me the other way now, from the base of my cock, up my shaft to the tip. She did this three of four more times, squeezing hard to make sure she milked every drop from my orgasm then finally she let go, holding her hands up to the spray to wash the cum off of them. 

"Fuck babe!" I said as I turned around and held her again. "That was incredible." 

She kissed me passionately and wound her arms around my neck. My cock bumped against her pubic region and I groaned, it was still sensitive and I was still coming down from my climax. Lottie laughed a cute little laugh, "shall we get all soapy?" 

I nodded, found her body wash and sponge and started to lather her up. Obviously, I paid most attention to her boobs, I ensured they were completely covered in foam and I had fun working the bubbles into little points over her nipples. This made us both laugh like the childish monsters we are then I turned her around and soaped up her ass cheeks, slipping between them and around her asshole to ensure that was properly clean too. I had no real intention to go anywhere near there any time soon but I thought I may as well do a thorough job. I then handed her the sponge. 

"Are you not going to finish?" She pouted at me. 

"It'll take much less time if you wash yourself than if I do." I said, before adding cheekily, "and besides, I've done the fun bits now!" 

"You cheeky shit!" Lottie laughed and threw the sponge at me. I caught it and quickly soaped up the rest of her body, taking extra care when going around her pussy. I then waited briefly while Lottie washed herself clean in the shower spray before handing her the sponge. She made a gleeful sound, "I'm going to enjoy this!" 

She lathered up the sponge with some more body wash then immediately began washing my cock and balls. Taking care to ensure every millimetre was touched and caressed in the process. After an excessively long time cleaning my crotch, I folded my arms and raised my eyebrows. 

"What?!" She protested with a smirk, "I want to make sure it's clean!" But she moved on anyway and soaped up the rest of my body, also paying attention to my ass cheeks. "You have a really cute bottom, you know that right?" 

"No. You're the one with the sexy ass." 

"I didn't say sexy. I said cute." She countered. 

"Are you saying I don't have a sexy ass?" I fired back in mock outrage. 

Lottie rolled her eyes and dropped the sponge to the corner of the cubicle. "Just shut up and kiss me." I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me again and our mouths met. I walked us both into the spray of the shower to swill myself off and we stayed like that, pressed up against each other, caressing and tickling each other's bodies for several minutes. Finally I broke our kiss off and she gazed up at me with those beautiful emerald eyes that I could get lost in for days. I reached over and shut off the shower and she shivered in my arms as soon as the hot water stopped bathing her skin. 

"Come on," I said letting go of her but grasping her hand. "Let's go dry off." 

I lead her out of the cubicle then let go of her hand as I grabbed two massive white towels and threw one at her. She caught it and scowled at me briefly before grinning and drying her long red hair. "Go out to the bedroom." She said once I was dry - I took much less time than her. "I'll be out in a minute." 

I wrapped my towel around me and padded into the bedroom. I went straight to my rucksack and fished out a condom which I then set ready on the bedside table for easy access. I looked at the alarm clock - 15:45 - and smiled to myself. We still had just less than 3 hours before we needed to meet our parents for dinner which would give us plenty of time. 

Now completely dry, I dropped my towel and abandoned it by the side of the bed, getting on the bed and choosing not to bother getting underneath them. Lottie came out about 3 minutes later - naked as the day she was born. Her long red hair was still damp but she looked utterly stunning as she cat walked her way to the bed and crawled up beside me, laying half on me and half on the bed. She moulded her mouth to mine, draped her hand across my chest and lay her leg across mine, just under my already semi erect cock. 

We shared a set of small, soft kisses before she broke away. Her beautiful emerald eyes danced in front of me and she bit her lip seductively. "Still want to do this?" I asked reassuringly. 

"Yes." She whispered back in a barely audible voice. 

"Good." I smiled at her lovingly. "Me too." 

I held onto her waist and rolled us over so that she was lying on the bed beneath me. I bent my head down and pressed my lips to hers as I tickled my fingertips up one side of her body, making her shiver pleasurably under my gaze. I let my hands wander to her breasts and I groped and caressed the soft tender skin, marvelling at how beautiful her soft pink nipples looked. I needed them in my mouth. I kissed down her mouth, over her throat and collarbone right down to her left nipple and gently sucked it into my mouth. She gasped at my touch and thread her arms around my back, clawing at me gently with her nails as my tongue lapped and circled her erecting nipple. I then kissed over to the other side and mirrored the movements. 

I went to kiss down further but she brought her hands up to my head and stopped me, gently pulling me back up so our faces were in line. "No," she whispered softly, smiling at me. "I don't want that. I want this." Her right hand traced down my chest and around my hardening cock. She grasped it softly and held onto it firmly. 

I grinned and kissed her again as I let one hand wander from her boob down over her flat stomach, over the smooth, sexy, soft skin where her pubes should have been and onto her warm, wet pussy. She was soaking wet. As soon as my fingers came into contact with her sex she let out a small whine of pleasure. "You're so wet!" I marvelled. 

"I'm really horny, that's why!" She gasped back as I rubbed my fingers through her lips and over her clit. "But I don't want that either." She complained. She spread her legs wider and, holding onto my cock, used it to pull my hips down and guide the tip towards her spread eagled sex. 

"Lottie, I'm not wearing anything yet!" I knew I was stating the obvious but I hadn't just brought all those condoms along for no reason. 

"I know." She smiled up at me in a whisper. "But I want to feel you the first time you go inside of me. I don't want the feel of a condom to be my first experience of this. We'll only do it for a little bit then you can put it on." 

"Okay." I relaxed, now that she had said it, I wanted my first experience of her to be all natural as well. I let her guide my tip to her lips and I gently thrusted up and down so that the head of my cock splayed her lips wider and pressed over her clit. 

"Nnnngh! That's so good." She bit her lip again and I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled back, dropped down slightly and as she lined me up with her tight little virgin hole, I went for it. I thrust forward slowly, delicately, and we both watched on with our hearts in our mouths as the head of my cock pressed against her opening and then slowly, very slowly, started to sink in, disappearing from view as I finally penetrated inside of her. "Oh fuuuuuuuck!" She moaned out in a low whisper. "Go slow! Go slow!" She repeated. 

I stopped moving, with just the head inside of her. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. She was so hot and wet and so tight. I almost felt like I wasn't going to fit but somehow her pussy parted enough to fit snugly around my engorged member. I realised that I had been holding my breath and breathed out, looking up at my best friend's face. "You okay?" 

"Yes! God yes!" She cried out happily, "keep going! But slowly! This is amazing!" I pushed on and watched as inch by inch my cock disappeared inside of her until our hips bumped together for the first time while we were connected. "Holy shiiiiiiit!" Lottie purred with her eyes closed. Her vagina flexed and pulsated around me as it expanded to accommodate me for the first time. She opened her eyes and looked up at me with a mixed expression of love and pleasure. "Please tell me this feels as good to you as it does to me." 

"This is the single best feeling I have ever had." I murmured breathlessly, "Why the fuck did we wait so long?" 

"I don't know." Lottie said with tears forming in her eyes. 

"Are you okay?" I said, suddenly anxious that I had done something wrong. 

"Yes!" She smiled a toothy smile up at me. "Oh, fuck yes! I am so much better than okay. I love you so much right now. I'm ready. Just go for one or two strokes then put the condom on." 

I nodded and slowly pulled out of her until just the head was left in. It was a bizarre but exquisite feeling and Lottie sighed disappointedly at my movements before squealing in delight as I spurred back in, a little faster than I had the first time. "Nnnnngh!" She let out a moan that to me sounded somewhere in the middle of frustration and serenity. I bottomed out inside her again and started my motions over. In the end I did 4 or 5 slow, methodical movements in and out of her before pulling out completely to get the condom. 

As I reached for it I visually inspected my cock, it was coated in her juices. I tore the little wrapper open and started to slowly unravel it down my shaft. "Oh god!" Lottie moaned up from beneath me, her eyes glued to my massive, erect shaft - it was definitely bigger than it had ever been before - and whined frustratedly, "Tom! Hurry up! I need you back inside me!" 

I chuckled as I finished putting it on and dropped back down to my hands and knees above her, I then took hold of my aching member, lined up and slowly worked my way back into her welcoming pussy again. It didn't quite feel the same as before but it was still amazing and I grunted with pleasure - I had only been out of her warm, tight sex for about a minute but I had already missed it so much. "You have no idea how good you feel around my cock!" 

"You have no idea how good you feel inside me!" She countered immediately with a sigh. 

I took my weight on my arms and planted myself down lower on top of her so that our entire bodies were touching then pulled out and pressed into her again as far as my hips would allow. "Nnnngh!" Lottie groaned out and closed her eyes as she mashed her pelvis up against mine. I pressed my lips to hers and took her head in my hands protectively as I started a slow momentum of in and out motions, eliciting short sharp little gasps and moans from her. 

As Lottie ground herself against me I maintained my thrusting motions, slowly allowing more and more speed to creep into the movements. Thankfully, because Lottie had given me that hand job in the shower I was nowhere near cumming which meant I could totally focus on her. I mashed my lips against hers and thrust my tongue into her mouth, exploring her orally. At the same times I brought one hand up and squeezed her left breast in my grasp, then I focused on her nipple, I tickled it until it hardened then gently twisted and pulled it between my fingers while all the time thrusting my incredibly hard member in and out of her tight, wet pussy. 

All of this seemed to be pushing Lottie closer and closer to the places I wanted her to go - namely her climax and she tightened her hold around me, digging her fingernails into my back and wrapping her legs around my waist as I now thrust the full length of my cock over and over again into her welcoming pussy. I broke off my kisses from her lips and kissed all around her face. Her nose, each eyelid, her cheeks, forehead and jaw. "Uh - Fuck! Hmm! Oh my god! Tom!" Lottie gasped out with each thrust. 

I could feel her getting closer to orgasm as her movements became more frenzied. She was bucking her hips up to meet me more harshly and her voice became higher pitched. I broke off my kisses. "I love you, Lottie!" I whispered breathlessly. 

"I love you too." She half opened her eyes and they shone up at me like little diamonds. 

"Cum for me Lottie!" I bent my lips to her right ear and kissed it before whispering, "I want you to cum really hard all over my dick." 

"Nnnnngh! I'm so close!" She closed her eyes, "fuck I'm so close! Don't stop! Don't stop! Oh god! Please don't stop, baby!" Her body froze beneath me as I continued to push into her over and over. Then her face contorted into one of pleasure and her lips spread out widely into an open mouthed smile. "Nnnnnnnngh! I'm cumming, Tom!" I grinned down at her, pride exploding in my chest that it was because of my actions that my best friend was now in a plain of pure pleasure. 

Her three words seemingly had an unexpected effect on me. I was suddenly much more aware of my cock inside of her and exactly how tight and exquisite her pussy felt around me. With each thrust, my orgasm leapt towards me and in no time it was bearing down on me and I exploded inside of her. "Fuuuuuuuuck! Lottie, I'm cumming!" 

"Shit! I know!" She cried out through her own orgasm. Her eyes shot wide open and fixed mine, "I can feel it! I can feel you cumming inside of me!" 

We held onto each other as I continued unloading inside of her and afterwards we came down together, planting gently kisses on each other as I enjoyed the feeling of her vagina spasming around my cock. I held my weight up on my arms but let my head fall down on her chest and she ran her fingers through my hair whilst I lay there with my eyes closed, enjoying this serene moment. I've no idea how long we stayed like that. It felt to me like a blissful eternity but was probably more like 2 or 3 minutes. Lottie laughed. 

"What?!" I asked, looking up at her and meeting that emerald gaze. 

"It just dawned on me that we aren't virgins anymore." Lottie smiled down at me. "And yet I feel no different. I'm still madly in love with you, I now just have another way to show it." 

I leaned up and kissed her. "Hold that thought." I slipped out of her, hopped off of the bed and ran to the bathroom. I pulled the condom off and threw it in the bin after wrapping it up in toilet roll. I then cleaned my cock quickly before returning to the bed and to Lottie. I wrapped my arms around her and she snuggled up in my embrace. "I'm glad we waited." I mumbled as we curled up together under the covers. 

"Me too." She said quietly, resting her head on my chest. "And I'm so happy it was you. I wish some moments could last forever. I love you so much." 

"I love you too." I whispered back to her in perfect comfort. 

We then fell asleep holding onto each other in the knowledge that we would never be the same again and yet at the same time nothing had changed between us. 

Epilogue: 

Three weeks after going to Barbados and having sex for the first time, Lottie and I were even more inseparable than before. My mother took the job in London and was now serving out her notice at her old company - most of which she was able to take as holiday, which was nice because it meant I could spend a little more time with her before I went off to university but was also annoying because it limited the time Lottie and I could spend together without wearing clothes. 

I quickly pulled up between the lines of the parking bay, knocked my car into neutral and turned the engine off. I pulled the handbrake up and looked over at Lottie, still utterly astounded that this vision of beauty was really my girlfriend and that we had now been going out for over a month and since our first time in Barbados, we had not gone a single day without having sex. "You ready?" I asked her, reaching over and squeezing her hand tightly in mine. 

She turned those emerald eyes on me and my chest tightened. I still got butterflies. "As ready as I'll ever be, I guess." She squeezed back and let go out my hand and we both turned and got out of my car and into the heat of the morning sun. Loads of familiar faces were milling around us in a state of nervousness. 

Today marked the day that Lottie and I planned to go public with our relationship. Other than our parents, only a handful of our other close friends knew that we had finally got together. We weren't going to make a big deal of it or throw a massive party, we were just going to mill around amongst everyone today but as boyfriend and girlfriend rather than as best friends. And it was up to everyone else to notice.