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Emma's New Beginning Ch. 01

By: Mz_minx



Foreword: This is something I've been wanting to do for a long time, give back a little to the erotica community. I'm obsessed with sex and have been devouring erotica for some time now, having always loved writing and reading it's something that's combined two of my strongest passions with my number one obsession. I only hope that you enjoy this first offering from me, I do plan on doing so much more with this character, but wanted to set the scene a little before delving into the naughtiest grooves of my mind ;)

Please note that I am English and so some words and such things may differ from what you are used to, I've tried not to use anything that will be hard for you to understand, but I do tend to litter my writings with words like 'arse' instead of 'ass' for example.

Honest feedback will be much appreciated!

*

Emma pushed her heavy trolley towards the checkout of her local supermarket. It was full of party food; frozen spring rolls, chicken breasts, salad, cheeses, ham, pizzas, potato wedges and all other kinds of easy to throw together at the last minute pieces of food. Having just moved into her newly rented house and spending the week unpacking and assembling flat pack furniture from Ikea, she was taking the easy route for her house warming party that night. Sighing heavily, she realised that she would have to ask for the delivery option as she knew she would never be able to carry it all home on her bicycle.

As the woman in front of her grabbed the last of her bags and ushered her small son towards the exit, Emma looked at the guy behind the till. His curly dark blonde hair was slightly wild and longer than most lads his age wore it. She estimated him to be around 18, with a sweet face. Something about him grabbed her attention.

'Can I get this delivered please?' She asked, noticing that his name badge read 'James'

'Sure, have you signed up for delivery before?' He spoke in a soft voice that promised untold pleasures.

'No, not yet, what do you need to me do?' Emma almost whimpered in return.

'Just fill in this form with your details and then I'll check the delivery times in your area for you, you'll get a card through the post which you just need to hand over with your shop for future deliveries.' He smiled cheekily at her as he passed over a sheet of paper and pen.

Emma quickly wrote down her new address and telephone number along with the other details the form required. James was busy scanning her shopping and putting the items into bags as she returned the form back to him. His eyes hovered over her address.

'Oh,number 18? I live right opposite you, what a coincidence' He grinned, 'You can have it delivered at around either 2pm or 8pm'

'2pm would be great thanks, I just moved in and it's for a house-warming party this evening, seems like a nice friendly street.' She commented, staring at his vivid blue eyes that seemed to twinkle every time he flashed a smile towards her, she felt the need to check that she didn't have smudges of paint on her face or something else hideously embarrassing.

'Yeah, it's alright, we've lived there for about six months now, right well I'll just put these bags into the delivery crates and book your time slot.' He finished as he stood.

Emma almost swooned, seeing him standing in front of her, carefully placing the bags into crates stored along the back wall. He had to be about 6'2" easily, with an athletic build. As she felt her cheeks grow hot from watching his arse as he bent over she felt like a complete pervert. Jesus the guy looked like he was still at school or something and here she was picturing him naked in her bed. Ok,at 24 she wasn't exactly middle aged, but she had never found herself eyeing up lads who were her brother's age either. That didn't mean she could stop herself fantasizing about having her hands in that glorious hair and their legs entwined though.

'Your total is £80.95' He called out as he slipped back behind his till, 'hello? Emma?'

'Oh right, sorry I was miles away then' She blushed, realising that he had noted her name on the form as well as her address, she grabbed her debit card from her wallet as she shook her head to push the dirty thoughts away.

'Do you know where I can buy alcohol cheaply that's fairly local? Only I don't drive so I don't really fancy carrying heavy bags far with me.' She asked him.

'Well your best is Main Road Convenience Store, but it's still quite far away, tell you what, I finish my shift in ten minutes, why don't wait for me and I can give you a lift if that would help?'

'uhhh...' Emma hesitated, eager to be in his company a little longer, but also wary as he was a stranger after all. Then he again, he already had her name and address, so what harm could one lift do? 'If it wouldn't be too much of a disruption to your plans that would be awesome.' She smiled.

'Not at all, just hand around outside the car park and I'll bring my car around.' He grinned wolfishly back at her. She felt her face get red again.

***

Emma picked up the last re-usable carrier bag out of the boot of the old Ford Escort that James drove as she reached into her pocket for her key. James stood waiting at her door with four of the heavy bags at his feet already, he'd only left her the single one to carry herself, she had a feeling if the bags hadn't been so very heavy with cans of lager, bottles of spirits and wine that he would have carried them all for her.

'I really can't thank you enough James, you've been such a help.'

'It's no problem, I really do just live in that house right there.' He winked and pointed the house directly behind her.

'Well if you aren't busy tonight, then why don't you join us, it's only a small get together with some old college friends welcoming me back to town.' And maybe you'll give me some eye candy for the night, Emma thought wickedly.

'Ah, it's one of my roomates' birthday, and we're supposed to be going out but if you're happy to have two extra ones then I can possibly persuade him to come over to yours, especially if you have some single female friends there!' He laughed and stroked her arm.

'Yeah, that'd be fine James, there should be at least a couple of single girls coming.' Emma murmured as the goosebumps started to cover her arm where his hand lay.

'Great, I'll work my magic on him and see you later, any particular time?' He removed his hand and started to walk away from her house.

'Any time after 8 o'clock' She called after him as he moved across the road, walking backwards so she could still see his face.

'See you later then babe!' James blew a kiss at her and Emma's knees started to knock together in shock and excitement. 

She fumbled with the key, trying to get it into the lock, her fingers felt like they were numb and almost refused to do her bidding. As she finally felt the lock opening, she dragged the bags inside and flopped onto her sofa taking deep calming breaths.

It'd been such a long time since she'd had even a passing interest in another guy, she'd been making do with her vibrators and imagination for the past year. Ever since her boyfriend had died in a car crash. The move back to where she'd attended college was a fresh start for her, getting a transfer from one branch to another at the bank she worked for was easily done. The chance to be with her old friends who had barely known Steve, where the daily reminders were minimal was almost too good to be true. Of course getting away from her parents, who she'd lived with for the year after Steve had died was definitely a relief. As much as she loved them she couldn't stand their pity anymore, she couldn't stand seeing them looking at her with sad eyes that said they were sorry even while they discussed the local gossip with her. She needed to start moving past everything, and this little house 30 miles away from her hometown was exactly the break she'd been looking for.

***

Feeling her heart rate slowing, she ran upstairs to her bedroom and peeked out of the blinds to take a good look at James' house. While buying the booze he'd told her he was at college, studying drama and dance, he lived with two others, both male, but they were both doing a course on mechanics. She loved James' easy confidence, he was incredibly friendly and made her feel relaxed from the moment he'd picked her up in his car. She'd been thrilled to hear that he was actually 20, which felt like a whole world better than her estimation of his age to be 18.

His house was a bit bigger than hers, presumably as it had the extra bedroom, she was wondering if his room was the one at the front that looked straight into hers when she saw movement. Moving more to the side so that she was hidden a bit better but could still spy on the house she recognised James' work uniform walk towards the window in his room to open it. Emma moved away from the window and went to her bedside drawer, picking out her purple 7" vibrator she lay down on her bed. She grabbed her thong and pulled it down her legs, leaving her knee length skirt in place, she could feel the wetness in her pussy that just seeing James' smile and having him touch her created.

Her pussy throbbed as she coated the vibrator in lube, picturing James holding the vibe she turned it onto the lowest setting and pressed it to her wet lips, the lube and vibrations causing a delightfully teasing sensation that made her clit throb with need. 

In her mind James started to slowly thrust the machine into her opening, angling it directly towards her g-spot. The slow movements, gradually becoming faster and harder. Flicking the switch to the medium speed she felt her orgasm begin to warm her entire pussy, she felt the power of it clenching in her belly as she thrust the vibe harder against that most special spot inside her.

Using her free hand she pushed her fingers inside her bra and pinched a nipple tight as the orgasm came even closer. Harder and faster she rammed the vibe, feeling it stretching her pussy entrance wide as she began to clench around it in pleasure. Whimpering as the orgasm overtook her entire body, she pinched her nipple even tighter before letting out a loud scream as she felt herself squirt juices all over her legs.

With her legs trembling she left the vibrator inserted deep inside the wetness that came from her orgasm as she caught her breath. The release had been most welcome but she was greedy for more, and knew her body was capable of giving it to her. Letting go of her nipple she reached back inside the open drawer for her slightly smaller vibrator that she loved using on her clit. 

Taking out the purple cock she thumbed it up to the next, and highest, speed, while she teased her clit with it, drenching her entire lips in the wetness from her orgasm and the lube. She felt her clit heat up as she turned the smaller vibe on, pushing the purple one back inside her tight pussy once again she began to thrust it against her g-spot as she placed the smaller directly on top of her pussy starting to rub it in slow circles. This time as the orgasm built up she left the purple vibrator deep inside herself as she felt the heat build up in her clit, the muscles in her pussy gripped the larger vibrator hard, and she screamed her orgasm out loud in the form of James' name. Her entire body shook at the force of the clitoral orgasm and she felt almost sated.

Sighing with relief, she removed both vibrators and figured that unless she wanted to miss her shopping delivery she'd best get up as she knew she could lay there for ages simply pleasuring herself. The fact that she had a high sex drive meant she regularly had to replace batteries in her toys, not to mention the size of her sex toy collection had grown even larger since she'd been single. 

Standing up, Emma smoothed her skirt down and glanced once more out of her window to find that the delivery van was parked right outside her house, the van doors at the back wide open and a very tanned older man standing looking up into her window with her earlier shopping at his feet.

Emma ducked back away from the window with her blood pounding in her ears in horror. The delivery man had obviously heard everything as due to the heat her window was as wide open as James' was. Embarrassment stung her face as she raced down the stairs to claim her shopping.

Emma's New Beginning Ch. 02



Foreword: Thanks for the comments, feedback and votes on the first part of this story -- they made me smile and were certainly encouraging to write more. I owe you an apology for taking quite a while to finish this chapter off, I've chopped and changed it so many times over the past week, I deleted a chunk of about 3,000 words that contained dialogue when I realised it'd take the story in a direction I didn't feel was right for Emma at this time. 

There is a build up before anything sexual happens, it's just the way it worked out with the characters in my head while writing this chapter, I got to know James a lot better and hopefully you will too.

Again I am sure there's a fair bit of British-slang in here, please forgive me if you don't understand a word -- just send me a message and I'll be happy to help with it :)

I have plans for another chapter or two on this one, leaving me a chance to maybe re-visit it sometime in the future. I'm working on a story that is quite different to this one but I promise to finish this off as soon as I can too.

Many thanks!

*

"Hi!" Emma squealed, enthusiastically hugging her best friend in the doorway.

"God, it's so hot tonight! Hope you got some fans on Em!" Holly giggled, wrapping her arms around Emma delightedly.

"Sure have Hol! Everyone's inside with a drink, only two more people to arrive and then we can move the back for an hour or so before I let Nathan rip into the grub!"

Laughing and holding hands Emma led Holly through to the living room where there were more happy greetings. Holly had always been the life and soul of any party, she was just permanently positive and brimming over with confidence. Nothing ever seemed to faze her.

Emma felt much better with her friends all milling around chatting, but she couldn't help the slight butterflies in her stomach at the fact that James wasn't yet there. Surely he had seen everyone arriving by now? Cursing herself for flippantly telling him to come around 'any time after 8pm', she hated changes to her plans and should have been more firm about the time, it was 8.35pm and she was fed up of checking her watch anxiously.

"Yo! Holly my girl! Where's Dick the prick?" Nathan yelled loudly coming down the stairs after a visit to the bathroom. Emma cringed in sympathy with Holly.

"Richard's history Nathan. I must've realised what an arrogant git he was." She smiled. She never took anything to heart, and with Nathan you really had to take him as he came when he was drunk.

" Ah never mind girl, we can find you a new hunk to worship that body." Gripping Holly's arm he steered off in the direction of a couple of guys who Emma'd met through him and Holly never had. "Let's go look around." Despite his eagerness to find Holly a man, Emma knew it was all an act. Even when they were all at college together she'd noticed the attraction Nathan felt for Holly. Holly knew of course, but she just wasn't attracted to him. Such is life.

Pouring herself another drink Emma chatted to the girls from her Maths class. They'd been the quieter ones, and never really talked about anything personal so it was a wonder that after all these years they'd managed to remain in contact, but Emma was glad. It made moving here seem so right, that there was something to help stave away the nerves at such a big move.

Soaking up the atmosphere of old friends catching up with each other, she leaned back against the table full of spirits and sipped at her Malibu Coke through a straw. It felt like coming home. Laughter ringing out over the music that was comfortably loud, noisy enough to be heard but not so much as to stop the conversation flowing from all directions.

"Oh my God! I love this song!" Holly squeaked when Beyonce's 'Naughty Girl' started up, looking at Emma. "Nathan turn it up, I am going to dance with Em!"

"No way, I'm not drunk enough for that Hol." Emma warned.

"Don't be so silly, we used to dance to this song all the time." Grabbing Emma by the hand she pulled her into the centre of the room. "It's our song, we gotta boogie!"

Emma laughed and let herself get led away, Holly's hips swinging with the beat she let Holly throw her arms around her before rocking her own hips back as the volume was increased. She preferred rock music most of the time, but remembered the pair of them dancing to this track in endless bars and clubs, teasing the men around them as they'd shimmy to it closely together.

Losing herself she turned Holly around so that her hips were grinding into Emma's pelvis and together they wiggled their arses. Hearing a knock at the door she paused before Simon called out.

"I'll get it, you two have fun!"

Knowing it could be only one person, Emma felt her belly do a flop and decided that she wanted to seduce James with her dancing just to prove she could still make men watch them together. Holly twirled around her, red hair flying with the movement, grabbing her arse and Emma let herself loose in the moment, their bodies touching, bumping and grinding they took delight in teasing whoever was watching them.

As the next song started she could feel the eyes on them both. Holly looked completely enchanting, her skin tight jeans hugging the arse she was wiggling so temptingly. Although Emma knew her dress would be floating and swinging around her own arse as she worked it, the fabric sensuously stroking her thighs and clinging in the right places on her curvy hips and breasts. Emma raised her hands and closing her eyes let her entire body do it's thing, nipples pushing hard against her dress while Rob Thomas sang 'Lonely No More'. It was magical, almost as if Nathan had chosen the song purposefully for her, head bobbing she sang the words while she moved completely entranced by the song. Everything forgotten, there was no one else in the room as she expressed her emotions throughout her body.

James was completely entranced by the two girls dancing. Or to be more exact he was enchanted by Emma. Her brown hair tumbling down her back tempting him to run his fingers through it. She moved like she was worshipping the song, one he could never remember hearing before, but he liked watching her body moving to it, her lips singing it quietly like she was almost shy to be heard but couldn't resist saying the words. He moved closer to see if he could hear any of the lyrics she was singing.

A cheesy song she didn't know the name to started up as Rob finished his plea for romance. Sighing she opened her eyes to find James directly in front of her, his hair as wild as ever, wearing a wicked glint in his eye and Emma smugly smiled at him before grabbing her drink and heading to where he stood in a snug black t-shirt and worn jeans, like something out of one of the alpha male romances she hoarded secretly.

"Hi James, you must be the housemate?" She studied the quiet guy next to him, he had short dark hair and a dark brooding expression that was the total opposite of James' openly flirting gaze. They were both definitely handsome men, they'd have no problem picking up whenever they went out together.

"Emma, this is Taff." James started. "He's Welsh so you'll have to forgive him." He joked, elbowing his friend gently in the gut as he remained silent, blushing slightly.

"Happy birthday Taff. It's nice to meet you. Why don't you both go and help yourselves to drinks while I pop to the bathroom." She gestured towards the table, feeling the need to check her make up hadn't been messed up during the dancing.

"Sure, sorry we're a bit late only we dropped into the local pub for a couple of drinks with friends of ours before coming round. We've brought some booze with us." In fact the truth was Taff had needed persuading to ditch their original plans of sitting at the bar drinking and complaining at his lack of women.

"Just put it on the table, if you're in the mood to party I bet Simon here will be more than happy to mix some evil potions up, he loves nothing more than showing off his skills at making drinks." Emma pulled Simon towards them. "Si, this is James and Taff, a couple of lads from over the road, it's Taff birthday so be good to him!" She giggled, making her way towards the stairs, still feeling sexy from her dance as her arse wiggled side to side.

James sucked his breath in as he watched her walk away from them. Taff whistled low appreciatively and raised an eyebrow at James that said 'Now I know why you wanted to come here!'. James just smiled and went to mingle, determined that Taff would have a good night and not be tempted to rib him about it in the morning.

**

Watching from the bottom of the stairs, she saw Holly chatting to James while Taff accepted a dark purple drink from Simon. Nathan was still searching through the CDs she'd put out and the ones he'd added to them from his own collection. The hard work of settling everyone in with a drink finished, she let her nerves go and decided to get the food out before Simon got everyone smashed with his mixes. He was Nathan's best friend and loved to practise the skills he'd learnt bar-tending. The way they liked to take over the music and drinks eased pressures on Emma as the hostess considerably, leaving her to enjoy her guests even more.

There was a lot of joking going on, James and Taff seemed to enjoy themselves despite the fact that all of her friends were at least four years older them both, in return Nathan and Simon seemed to like them finding it easy to laugh with them. Avril, Suzie and Holly danced most of the night away as Emma spent her time flitting between them all, teasing Nathan for his choice of music one minute, downing shots with the guys the next, before joining the girls for a wild dance. She was aware of James the entire time, their eyes meeting across other bodies like he was marking her out for himself. He flirted with each girl, even making Avril come out of her shell and flirt back. Emma loved how friendly he was, he never went over the top with it but made everyone comfortable to be around him instantly. He was what she referred to as an instinctive flirt, someone who was naturally that way and would never be any different, in fact, half the time she bet he didn't even realise he was doing it.

Taff let down his guard and indulged in the drinks Simon kept putting in their hands, his Welsh accent becoming thicker the more he drank. James was pleased his friend was blending in so well, he knew it wasn't always easy for Taff to chat so effortlessly with people he'd never met before. Emma was having a great time and he couldn't take his eyes off her, feeling the thrill of the chase each time her brown eyes met his blue ones. He grabbed a can of lager, pooping the top open before taking a sip, and watched her walking towards them again.

Moving over to the drinks she asked Simon to pour her another shot of Tequila. Her face was already warm from the effects of the two she'd downed earlier but she was having such a good time that she decided the risk the hangover in the morning. It tingled her tongue as it went down her throat before she looked for the lemon.

"Here, let me." Muttering softly James pressed the lemon to her lips and she bit. Noticing his eyes focused on her mouth.

"You always so helpful James?" 

"I try to be, especially to beautiful women."

"Oh I just bet you do!" Emma laughed at his comment. "I'm sure that smooth tongue of yours gets you into all kinds of trouble."

"Only the kind of trouble I love, I happen to know exactly how to wield it." He certainly knew how he wanted to use it on her.

"I've noticed that about you." She stared hard at his mouth imagining what he could do with it.

"Not yet you haven't." He promised. "Why don't we go get some air and I'll show you a teaser of what it's capable of." Reaching for her hand he brought it up to his lips for a quick kiss before tugging it firmly.

Emma's heart beat faster as she let him take her out into her dark garden. Chris and Suzie were having a joint at the bottom, the smoke curling up into the warm night sky. They were giggling about a story from when they were back at college and Nathan overindulged in weed, throwing up all over the lap of the girl he'd been trying to bed for weeks. The funniest part was the fact that despite that, they ended up having rampant sex for months, with Nathan proudly telling his friends about the first time she gave him anal sex. Which she promptly dumped him for.

James wasted no time with joining the conversation and Emma had heard it a million times already. Instead he pulled her beside the shed, ducking quickly out of sight. The alcohol or the anticipation made her brain melt. She couldn't think. Wasn't even sure that she wanted to, she'd always loved spontaneity. Placing his hands on her hips he lowered his face, inhaling her vanilla scented perfume slowly. His nose tickling her neck, the breath he expelled sending shivers up and down her spine.

He drank in everything about her smooth skin, licking it with the tip of his tongue, longing to make her surrender herself to him.

"You looked so fucking hot dancing when I walked in. Like you were making love to the music. I've got to taste you Emma." He whispered, leaving her pants drenched, the desperation in his voice pushing away completely any thoughts of resistance she might have had.

"I wanted you to see me." She told him honestly sending his blood racing. She was a temptress, had known what she was doing to him. It made him want her even more knowing the strong attraction he'd felt since the moment he'd laid eyes on her from behind the checkout was mutual.

"I couldn't take my eyes off your breasts in that dress." Reaching up with one hand he rubbed the fabric over them gently as he stared into her eyes. Emma stared back, her lips tingling with the urgent need to feel him press against them. Her arms coming out in goosebumps as she realised he was going to kiss right then, his face moving closer to hers, eyes locked onto hers. Without pause he pressed her into him, his lips firmly pushing her mouth open, hands reaching around her to envelop her in his hold. She moaned into his warm mouth at the feeling of his fingers stroking across her bare shoulders. His tongue teased her lips, tasting of lager and man. Somehow it was exactly as she'd thought it would be, toe-curling, delicious and yet much more gentle than she had imagined.

"Mhmm, just what I thought. Delectable." His breath tickling her sensitive lips as he spoke quietly, full soft lips moving against hers.

Emma flicked her tongue into his mouth, not wanting to talk, but wanting to soak in the pleasure his kiss was giving her. It was his turn to moan softly when she upped the tempo, demanding more from him. He didn't hesitate to give it back, his lips setting a blazing trail on her own, fingers stroking her body everywhere all at once increasing her body temperature.

Her own fingers dug into his curls as she ground her hips into his pelvis, wanting more and more. She moaned at the feel of his cock pressed into her belly, he was feeling the same hot desire and the thought of it went straight to her aching pussy. They remained locked like that for some time, just enjoying the innocence of their first kiss, while they ached to take it further they were in no rush, instead simply taking the moment as it came and making the most of it. 

James wanted to push her skirt up and ravish her against the wooden wall of the shed, his cock was twitching with excitement in his boxers. Everything about her was divine, her beautiful skin, the breasts that were squashed in his embrace. Just completely stimulating to all of his senses. He knew he couldn't take much more without pushing things further and for some reason he couldn't explain he wanted to devour her slowly, relish every part of her.

"C'mon let's go back inside, you're neglecting your guests." He said, breaking away from her grip. "I promise that this isn't over yet honey."

"Stay tonight James, Holly is sleeping in the spare room but she won't mind." Emma practically begged, feeling like an easy lay for asking but needing him with tonight no matter what anyone else thought of her.

"Of course, you didn't think I was going home did you?" He wanted her and he always got what he wanted but somehow he sensed something about her was different. Not just the few years of age she had on him but instead there was something special about how she made him want to take care of her.

Grudgingly she led the way back into the house, feeling like stars were shining brighter than they had when they'd stepped outside. He gave her arse a gentle pat before sliding his arm around her waist as they entered the kitchen, refusing to think about how he was feeling, he didn't want a happily ever after just yet.

Gradually people left, leaving only the very closest of her friends along with James and Taff. Emma enjoyed the feeling of James touching her affectionately each time they were near each other, her friends all raised their eyebrows, Emma felt a little embarrassed that they might think she was a fast mover, but then remembering the stuff each of them had gotten up to during college she tried to shrug it off. Nathan grabbed the half empty bottles of spirits off the table and turned the music down.

"Who's up for a drinking game?" He yelled, everyone turning to focus on him.

"Me, me, me!" Holly nodded enthusiastically. "What you got in mind?"

"Does James and Taff know 'I have Never'?" Simon enquired. James nodded that yes he knew the game.

"I don't, but I am a fast learner." Taff grinned. He finally seemed to be coming out of himself and relaxing, Emma had actually had her first conversation with him about maybe taking some driving lessons which ended up in him offering to give her some. He seemed like a sweet guy and she was seriously considering taking him up on the offer.

"Well back in the days us lot were at college we printed this off some drinking games website. Everyone takes it in turns to ask a question, those who have done it drink a shot of whatever is left, those who haven't just answer the question beginning their sentence with 'I have Never'." Nathan began, sitting down with the bottles of booze. "Grab the shot glasses Simon and let's all get comfortable, I'll start with an easy question and if you're unsure just ask us."

"I think I will sit this one out folks, I'm going to fall over if I drink much more." Emma laughed. She knew exactly how risqué the game would get, there was no way she was going to sit and play it with James there, plus the alcohol was already sloshing around in her belly. She was 100% sure that throwing up would not lead to the sexy night she was hoping for.

"How about a game of cards Emma? I don't mind sitting this one out." James suggested, he just wanted to spend more time with her and this seemed like a great opening.

"Sure, we'll sit at the table and play out of the way of these pissheads!"

"Cool, you up for something strenuous like 'snap'?"

Emma laughed on her way into the kitchen to get her playing cards out of the drawer with her odds and ends in.

**

"No way! I had my card down then!" Emma called out.

"Face it babe you were just a bit too slow." James laughed.

"I was not, it's you who's slow buddy!"

"Bah, I give in, you cheat."

"You should think about where you're hoping to sleep tonight." She waggled her eyebrows at him. "I'm not a cheat."

"Yeah, yeah!" He laughed at her blatant attempt to wriggle out of the fact she'd placed her card down as soon as he called 'snap'. "Taff is having a good time." He nodded towards his friend who was downing yet another shot during the game going on nearby. 

"I'm pleased, he was a bit quiet at first."

"He does have a tendency to be quiet with new people, but he's a good guy."




Emma's New Beginning Ch. 02



James studied the group sat in a circle on the floor. Holly claiming she had never fucked outdoors. He felt oddly curious about all of Emma's friends.

"You seem really close to Holly have you known her long?"

"Ever since the first day at college, she took Science with me and we just hit it off right away. A month later I was sick of travelling on a bus for an hour each morning and afternoon when her housemate left. She twisted my arm into moving into the house with her and Nathan, and we've been best friends ever since."

"She seems like a whole lot of fun."

"She is, everyone loves Holly. It's impossible not to. She's not had much luck with men recently but I doubt she'll be single for long." 

"Hmm. What's your luck been like?"

"Pretty much non-existent." Emma shrugged, feeling slightly uncomfortable. She just wasn't ready to get into her history with Steve and his death with James yet.

"Doesn't look so bad from where I'm sitting." He grinned, letting the subject drop when he sensed her hesitation.

"Not bad at all... Quite gorgeous actually even if he is a bit young for me."

"Four years is no big deal babe. It doesn't bother me so it shouldn't bother you." 

"Maybe not." She smiled. "Still seems a bit surreal actually, picking up a strange guy in a supermarket and it turns out he lives across the road."

"I'd call that great luck." He rubbed her thigh with his thumb, softly drawing invisible circles on her bare skin. "Besides I'd say I picked you up, it was me doing the offering to drive you somewhere."

"Yeah OK, I am a helpless little woman who just let you pick her up." Emma grinned, loving how affectionate he was towards her.

"You've got such beautiful skin, so smooth... I could touch you forever." He mumbled, leaning forward to capture her lips.

She twisted closer to him as his tongue stroked hers, setting fire to her once more. His lips more insistent than they had been earlier, he gripped the thigh beneath his hand. She closed her eyes and gave herself over to the kiss, letting him kiss her harder, with a strong edge of need. He smelled manly, kind of earthy and like the alcohol he had consumed, a concoction that drove her crazy.

James raised his hand to cup her face as she whimpered underneath him. She was so delicious, he felt himself sinking into her, fingers touching luscious skin while their tongues were locked in passionate battle.

"Er, I really don't think I should drink any more." Suzie's voice called out from the others sat with the bottles of alcohol and shot glasses between them. "I can barely see straight, no idea how I'm going to get home."

James looked at Emma before breaking their kiss and turning to face Suzie.

"Stay in my room if you want, I won't be needing it tonight." He offered nonchalantly.

"Just don't look under his bed." Taff joked, the Welsh accent prominent due to being completely smashed. "Unless you want to see a tonne of porn!" James chuckled, nothing much embarrassed him.

"Taff should know all about it, seeing as he borrows it regularly." He smirked.

"Are you sure that'd be cool? I mean I can call a taxi." Suzie queried while Taff was feeling visibly awkward at James' retort.

"It's no problem, Taff will make sure you get across the road safely."

**

Emma stood at her door an hour later, waving goodbye to Suzie and Taff, who were the last to leave despite Suzie's inebriation. Holly had already gone up to her room leaving her and James alone together. The night had been great fun, maybe not as wild as parties in the past had been but she was relieved there was no puke to scrub out of the carpets. Experience certainly had its bonuses when it came to drinking. Sighing, she closed the door and turned to find James. The cleaning could wait until morning, she needed to wrap her legs around him and bury her head in his shoulder as he thrust deep inside her.

Going into the living room she realised that he had already taken the bottles out into the kitchen while she'd said goodbye to everyone. He'd even tidied all the glasses and food that was left on the table so that it looked much neater. Grateful for his consideration she wondered where he was, checking all downstairs and even peeking out of the back door in her search for him. There was only upstairs left, she ran up the stairs hoping he wasn't asleep already, as drunk as she was, she was full of energy and her nerves were tight with anticipation.

He was laying bare chested on top of her bed, shoes and socks by the wardrobe when she walked in. He sucked in a breath appreciatively, her make up was messed up slightly, the lipstick she'd worn earlier on in the night completely gone but she looked red hot to him. The dress that teased at what curves lay underneath it swung around her body with the movement of her legs as she grinned and made her way to him. 

"Thanks for tidying up."

"You're welcome Emma. Coming to join me?"

"Hmm... I'm a bit hot, let me get rid of this first." She indicated her dress, pushing the door shut with the heel of her shoe.

Emma studied James' face while she reached for the hem of her dress, drawing it up over her head before slinging it to the floor. She'd been momentarily stunned when she'd walked in to find him laid out on her bed wearing only his jeans. His torso was muscled gently, hard edges depicting where his pectoral and abdominal muscles were, chest lightly sprinkled with a few brown hairs. He looked stunning. Her eyes hungrily traced where the muscles led down his hips towards his groin underneath his low slung denims. She'd always loved that part of a man's body that teased and tantalised about what she might find. His gaze was on the cleavage popping out over the black bra, silently she thanked whoever had invented strapless bras. She didn't think she'd have had the courage to just strip her dress so casually if she hadn't been wearing one under it.

James simply had to put his hands on her, he sat up on the edge of the bed, and gripping her hips pulled her towards him. Kissing her soft belly he moaned. He still couldn't escape how magically soft her skin was, or how beautiful he found her body. He'd been with women of all sizes, tiny, medium, and the larger ones with huge breasts but he preferred them this way; with curvy hips that would fit him perfectly between them, a gently rounded belly and a voluptuous arse. Tits he wasn't too fussed over, as long as they matched the woman's figure then he was happy to play with them, but he loved women with big firm arses and generous hips.

His fingers pulled on the fabric of her pants, drawing them along her thighs as she wriggled her legs to let them fall to the carpet. He could smell her musky arousal, sending his cock crazy at the thought of tasting it. Reaching upwards he cupped her breasts, carefully stroking where they spilled out of her bra.

Moaning, Emma pushed them forward as she felt a finger dip inside her bra to tease a nipple. She ached to touch him as well, to make him feel as needy as she felt, but with his lips trailing all over her stomach and hips she couldn't stand the thought of stopping him.

"Let's get rid of the bra. I want to see every single bit of you." He growled, standing up to reach around and unsnap the fastening. 

Pulling the fabric forward, he slowly revealed her pale pinky brown nipples. Already erect they seemed to entice him to lick them, he slid his hands to grab her rear as he did just that. Licking and nibbling a nipple before moving on to the next one. For reasons he couldn't explain he wanted to take it slowly, teasing her entire body until she begged him to give her release from her torture.

Emma moaned under her breath, trying to keep quiet as she was well aware that Holly was just across the hallway. If she didn't get his jeans off soon then she'd explode. She could feel his erection as she tried to get the button and zip undone one handed. Letting out a frustrated sigh she pushed him back onto the bed, finally getting to see the bulge waiting eagerly. 

Kissing him she gently sucked his tongue into her mouth while both her hands ripped at his fly. He kneaded her breasts tenderly, pinching the hard nipples between fingers as she triumphantly reached into his opened jeans to grip his hardness through his boxers. She felt the small damp spot on the front from the head of his cock and groaned knowing that he wanted her almost as much as she wanted him. He was thick and twitched as her nails scraped along his length through the cotton fabric.

Giving him one last squeeze she moved down to the carpet and tugged his jeans with the white boxer shorts past his hips and down his legs all at once. He leant up on his elbows, his arms and entire torso taut with tiny drops of sweat on it from the heat, just watching her look at his cock. He'd never been laughed at before but nor had any woman just stared at it so openly that he was a bit worried she wasn't in the least impressed. If anything she seemed nervous.

"You alright babe?" He asked, concerned at her reaction.

"It's just been a while." She whispered. 

She looked down at his cock, it nestled against his belly, leaking pre-come. Realising that she may be making him uncomfortable just staring wide eyed at it she smiled at him and reached out to stroke it with her fingertips. It was rock hard, the skin silky smooth, but what made her really stare was how wide it was. She could guess that he was about 6" or 7" in length, a good size, but it looked shorter because it was so thick, she struggled to close her fist around it. He kept his pubic hair trimmed neatly and it showed off his manhood perfectly.

Kneeling forward she licked his balls, her fingertips teasing the stickiness at the head of his shaft. It was his turn to moan when she sucked on one of his balls gently. Letting go of his ball, Emma put the finger covered in his pre-come into her mouth as his eyes watched every movement.

She took the base of his cock in one hand and slowly licked the tip, tasting him for the first time. One of his hands touched her head, stroking the long dark hair encouragingly. She flashed him a naughty smirk before sucking him into mouth. Pushing her head down and then drawing up before delving down to take even more of him between her wet lips, flicking her tongue against him. His hips shifted as he gasped at the feel of her mouth around his cock.

She continued to suck, building up the speed almost excruciatingly slow as his fingers tightened in her hair. He was blown away by how confidently she played with his balls at the same time, obviously loving it when some pre-come dribbled onto her tongue making her groan. The vibrations echoed around the tip deep inside her throat, all but the half inch that had her fingers tight around the base like a cockring was completely enveloped by her. He felt his balls begin to tighten and almost regretfully pulled her off his cock before she made him erupt in her talented mouth. 

Emma straddled him and kissed him with everything she had. He returned the passionate fury in full force, creating havoc in her pussy, drenched and throbbing with need after sucking his beautiful cock.

"I wouldn't have lasted much longer if I let you carry on." He groaned, burying his head in her hair. "I hate to ask, I just didn't think this would happen so I haven't got one with me, but do you have a condom babe?"

"Oh... No I'm sorry I don't. I threw some away when I moved here because they were out of date. I really haven't needed any in a very long time." She explained, making James chuckle.

"Well, we can just have fun in other ways and save that for another night. If only I hadn't offered Suzie my room, I'd be able to run over the road and fetch one because I want you so bad." He half joked. "Instead I'll have to make do with your sweet mouth and you'll have to put up with my attempts to satisfy you." His eyes twinkled.

"Somehow I don't think that'll be too hard a thing." Emma grinned back, his positive outlook on everything was a part of his personality that reeled her in.

"Get your sweet arse up here." James told her, his face making it clear he wouldn't take any argument. Another thing Emma liked about him was how he took charge, he wasn't rude about, but he knew what he wanted and asked for it. She immediately moved herself towards his face, his capable hands pulling her closer to where he wanted her.

His tongue started licking her outer lips, working it's way inwards where she was already soaking wet. He moaned at the taste of her. She had a neat pussy, everything tucked away like a gift for him to open up. She was rubbing her nipples, pinching them gently and the sight of that above him made him want to lose all patience and dive right in there but he focused on her face instead, hair falling forwards, unruly strands sticking to her face, her lips red and wet from sucking his cock so well open and gasping as he sucked on her swollen lips.

Emma whimpered as he found her clit and rubbed his tongue over it, circling the button swiftly. She could feel her orgasm approaching already, pleasure radiating up to her belly from his relentless licking and sucking. Bucking her hips to encourage him further she began moaning softly.

James watched her as she got closer to release, her hips rocking against his tongue, fingers pulling and twisting furiously at her nipples. Needing to see her go over the edge he thrust a finger inside and stroking her inner walls he found the bundle of spongy nerves. Pressing it firmly he inserted a second finger, sucking her clit he twisted and assaulted her g-spot. 

"Oh God, yes James, yes, like that... don't stop!"

She felt the orgasm explode, leaving her gasping for breath as the sensations of pure pleasure racked her body, pussy squeezing his fingers hard, toes curling up on either side of his head as he pierced her with those intense eyes seeing her body shudder above him. She twitched her hips and repositioned herself onto his chest so his tongue stopped probing her clit that was sensitive from the orgasm still giving her delightful aftershocks.

"Fuck!" She exclaimed.

"Was that nice baby?" James wriggled his fingers still inside her, now covered in juices from her orgasm. He felt slightly smug at making her come, she'd looked so gorgeous groaning and gasping above him.

"Amazing. Now I think it's your turn." She grinned, leaning down to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips. "Your tongue certainly lived up to expectations."

Inching her way down she found his hard cock, absolutely soaked with pre-come and wasted no time in taking it back inside her mouth, all the way down. All at once he groaned and grabbed onto the back of her neck, pushing himself in and out of her mouth as she sucked and caressed the shaft with her tongue. He'd enjoyed eating her pussy after the last time she'd had her head buried in his groin that he knew it wouldn't take long but once she started to bob her head up and down on his shaft even faster the speed with which he felt it coming took him by surprise.

"I'm going to come." He groaned, his balls tight, his cock twitching. 

Emma looked up at him and winked to let him know she was fine with him coming in her mouth, she didn't want to lose the rhythm she'd built up. Carefully squeezing his balls, she increased the suction as his face tightened. 

"Fuck yes!" He called out, his cock spasming in her mouth, shooting his hot come straight down her throat in four powerful spurts, one after the other, grunting with each release. She sucked his cock to make sure every last salty drop was out before smiling up at him. His eyes glittered back at her, chest heaving with each breath he took.

"Thank you." He mumbled, wishing that he could take things further but promising himself that he was going to make sure it was a night to remember next time they got to spend a night together. 

Worn out and still slightly drunk they settled down together on the bed, James laying on his back with his arms wrapped tightly around Emma who snuggled up to his side with her head on his chest. Emma couldn't help wondering what would happen next between them. For the first time in the past year she was looking forward to spending time with a male who was attracted to her. The fact that he was good to look at didn't hurt either, but it was mostly the way he put at ease, made her laugh and was a glass half full kind of guy.

*

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Emma's New Beginning Ch. 03



Hi everyone, well I did intend this to be done in two halves but I just couldn't stop writing and so here it is, the conclusion to Emma and James' story in full. I may yet write more about their friends as I'm rather fond of Taff, so there's a possibility you may get to see more of them in the future, but for now I am working on an altogether different story and thinking of taking 'Heroes, Villains and a Vampire' further. 

If you haven't read the first two chapters then I recommend you do so, as otherwise you may not understand the characters fully.

Thanks for reading, I hope you like the ending!

*

She nervously adjusted her hair in the mirror, checking that the clips were holding it securely in place. Adding clear gloss to her lips, and touching up the eye-liner around her large brown eyes before sighing, she headed downstairs to wait. She could hardly believe she was about to go on her first date in years.

Glancing at the clock she saw it was 8:02pm and James was slightly late. He'd been so sweet the night before, and he'd given her four orgasms with his fingers and mouth. Maybe she was finally getting some good luck with men. As fun as it was though, she doubted anything much would come of it, he was only 20, too young, and far too beautiful to be tied down. It scared her in a way, just the thought of him had made her smile several times throughout the day. Not even the copious amounts of washing up she'd had to do after the party could stop her humming happily to herself.

Her heart began hammering hard against her breastbone when she heard the knock at her door. 

James hoped Emma would like the play he'd brought tickets for. Several of his college friends were acting in it, and he wanted to find some common ground between them, other than the strong sexual attraction they clearly had for each other. 

As she answered the door to him he whistled in appreciation. She was wearing tight fitting jeans, sexy high heeled sandals and a red halter-neck which highlighted her luscious dark hair and eyes. She looked bloody gorgeous and he couldn't wait to be seen with her.

"Wow, you look sexy as hell." He told her, unable to stop grinning at the sight of her.

"Thanks," she blushed, "You look great too." He really did. In a simple pale blue shirt paired with his trademark pale denim jeans, he looked good enough to eat.

James leaned in to kiss her softly on the mouth. Breathing in her unique scent of musk and the soft, feminine perfume she was wearing.

"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" She asked him.

"Well, I hope you like the theatre babe, I thought we could check out a play a few of my class mates are acting in." He barely resisted the temptation to cross his fingers.

"Sure, I haven't been to one in a while so it'll be lovely."

He took the opportunity to place his hand on the small of her back as he ushered her to his car. He didn't usually take women to plays, but he wanted to share something he loved with her. There was something almost vulnerable about her that made him want to protect her. Holding the door open for her, he appreciated her long legs before taking his seat on the other side.

"So, we didn't really get much chance to talk about you last night. What attracts you to acting?" She asked him as he started up the car.

"I love performing of course, but it's the way that you get a fresh start with each play. I'm someone with a difficult past, a completely different life to the one I lead one now, and I like understanding what makes that character tick, what in their past affects them. Why they react the way they do, what is going through their head as they make decisions. Who doesn't like to pretend to be somebody else once in a while?" He explained, turning left to head towards the college theatre.

"So what kind of life have you led?" She was enjoying the chance to get to know him better, she knew he was wonderful with his tongue and considerate but hardly anything personal about him.

"I guess an average one with a few twists. Dad left me and Mum when I was about 5, but she never really started seeing anyone else until recently. That's partly why I moved out, I wanted her to have her own space as I always felt like she was avoiding the dating scene because I was around." he risked a quick glance at Emma's legs folded into the space next to him. "I fucked around a bit when I was younger, dabbling in drugs and shoplifting. Nothing serious, but for a while I was someone I didn't even like. Then I got caught and put into a program for teens where I discovered the freedom of acting. You got any skeletons in your closet?"

"I guess a few. I was stoned or drunk most of the time I was at college. My parents are still together, still bickering one minute, hugging the next. I got arrested for streaking once, when Holly and I ran naked across a pub car park" She stared at her hands, wondering why she didn't have the guts to tell him about Steve. She just didn't want him to look at her that same pitiful way everyone else did. It'd be even worse if she told him the whole truth, not just about his death, but what living with him had been like. He'd probably think she was weak.

"Why on earth were you streaking naked?" 

"Some bloke offered us a hundred quid if we did. We'd spent the last of our money in the pub instead of buying food and it seemed a good idea." She grinned.

"Did you get the money, or just arrested?"

"We got the money, and let off with a caution. It was definitely worth it not to eat beans on toast for four more days, plus we got another night out on the bloke who was hoping he'd be able to get something else out of us!"

"You wicked woman, getting a man's hopes up like that. I'd have loved to be there."

"Yeah Holly, well, she looks great naked."

"I meant to see you Emma. You looked fucking gorgeous naked last night. Anyway, we're here, let's go get a drink at the bar before we take our seats."

Emma blushed. She didn't think she'd ever get used to his compliments.

**

James grabbed Emma's hand and led her out of the car. The play had been great, it was a comedy about a group of house mates and how they reacted when one of them died suddenly. Really touching, yet uplifting at the same time. Emma had sat completely still and seemed to enjoy it as much as he did. Although there were times it bought a tear to her eye, she'd laughed most of the way through it.

He decided he wasn't going to push things with her, let her have the option of inviting him in. As badly as he wanted to continue what they'd started last night, she hadn't given him any hint of how she felt.

She dug through her handbag to find her keys, her fingers suddenly numb. It'd been a lovely night, but it was one thing to invite a man to stay the night when she was drunk, quite another when she was sober. Her fingers found the keyring right at the bottom of her bag and she looked at him, wanting to ask him to stay again but not wanting to put any pressure on him.

James watched the emotions cross Emma's eyes, and he realised that she was probably nervous. Grasping her shoulders, he pressed his lips against hers, finding the soft murmur she gave entrancing as she welcomed his tongue into her warm mouth. He seduced her with his mouth, thrilled at the feel of her under him, the smooth silkiness of her skin. She pushed him away gently and held him tight as she rested her head on his strong shoulders.

"Would you like to come in? I mean it doesn't matter if not, but I'd like you to stay again." She whispered.

"I'd love to spent the night with you again." 

**

He slowly nudged her legs apart, dipping his hand into the centre. She groaned and wriggled her hips in an effort to get him to dive in and stop teasing her with the slow careful strokes of his fingertips.

"Oh, that's nice, but please stop teasing me." She moaned.

Grinning he looked towards her bedroom floor and wardrobe, noting their dishevelled clothing where they'd ripped them off each other's bodies, before spotting exactly what he needed.

"Wait right there baby." He instructed, jumping down from the bed.

Grabbing the bathrobe, he pulled loose the long strip of silky soft cotton material that tied it together. She was surprised, she could imagine just what he wanted to do with it, but she hadn't expected him to be so deliciously naughty already. She was looking forward to playing this game.

"Oh no, you're not going to tie me up are you?"

"Mmm. You'll see." His wicked smile made her heart beat faster as he straddled her, drawing both arms up over her head so he could tie them together.

James loved looking at her, and laying there with her wrists tied together, breasts gently moving with each breath she took, he thought that she looked more beautiful than ever to him. Thanking her silently for having an old cast iron bed frame he secured her wrists to the head of the bed.

His balls were hanging above her face as he finished binding her, tempting her tongue, wondering what he'd do to her for the unexpected gesture she gave in and reached out, licking along his heavy sack.

"You naughty girl," he moaned, "You'll pay for that. You're mine and you'll do as I say Emma or there will be trouble."

Sliding down her body he stared into her eyes, and she felt the delicious thrill of having someone take control.

"I understand James." She whispered, voice husky with lust.

He bit down on one of her nipples firmly, making her cry out at the feel of his teeth digging in. Easing off he licked the hard tip gently, the tenderness that remained increasing the pleasure from his ministrations to it. They'd already spent a couple of hours wrapped up in each other's arms, touching each other with fingers, tasting each other with tongues. Emma was blown away by the way he had made her burn for him, the way James felt when he'd been buried inside her. Now he wanted more and she was only too happy to give it to him.

Suddenly she felt fingers probing at the swollen lips between her legs, stroking her clit firmly before sliding deep inside while his thumb took over making circles, around and over her clitoris. Gasping she ground her pelvis onto his fingers. Despite the orgasms she'd already had she felt herself needing more, more of him and the pleasure he seemed determined to give to her.

"You dirty girl, not had enough yet?" He whispered into her ear, fingers wringing out the agonising pleasure slowly.

"Oh James," she groaned, "It's you... you make me want you so much."

Her pussy started to squeeze the fingers inside her as her body bucked, arms trapped, and the orgasm rode over everything, making her senses tingle with bliss. He didn't even pause, just carried on slipping his fingers wetly in and out, the thumb pressing down harder as she screamed at the strength of her release.

"Oh fuck... Oh my GOD!" She cried out, no idea how on earth he'd managed it as her body convulsed with another orgasm right on top of the other one. "Oh shit James, it's so fucking good! Feels so fucking great!"

He watched her, body writhing at the orgasms sending her into space, and smiled at the pleasure he was giving her with just his hand. As she started to quiet down he fastened his lips over her neck and bit down hard, increasing the speed of the motions his fingers were making. Instantly she clenched his fingers once more, her arms wildly trying to get free of her bonds.

"Oh... OH!... ARGHH!" Emma's entire body buzzed with pain and pleasure. Her legs shook crazily, chest heaving erratically as another orgasm destroyed her senses. 

"Stop, stop, too tender... please." She moaned as the nerves in her clit tingled sharply.

James was amazed at her orgasms, he'd been hoping to get more from her, but the multiples she'd experienced at his hand were more than he'd imagined. Removing his hand from her dripping wet pussy he licked the juice off the three fingers that had worked magic on her, before placing them to her lips where she greedily sucked them into her own mouth.

"I think you can take more," he growled into her ear, "I want to see if you can take more. But first I am going to put my cock in your mouth and you're going to suck it."

Emma licked her lips when he withdrew the fingers drenched in her juice. She loved sucking his beautiful cock, feeling it stretch her jaw wide with it's huge girth. He slithered up the bed towards her head, and gripping the base of his hard cock he angled it towards her welcoming mouth. Slipping it between her lips where her tongue flicked the head rapidly, stroking all the parts of it that drove him crazy with lust.

She built up the momentum gradually, struggling to push her head forward to take more of him inside her mouth from the position she was in. Her hands itched to be free, to grip hold of his hips and pull him hard towards her so that she could take it all down into her throat. But the tie from her bathrobe prevented her, so she put as much effort in as she could, wriggling her head while increasing the vacuum her mouth made around the delicious shaft that was sliding in and out with gentle, slow pumps from his hips.

Moaning, he fought the urge to thrust himself all the way in, he didn't want to scrape her teeth, or worse cause her discomfort, but she was driving him insane, making him need more and more. He gave in, reaching to untie her so that she could angle herself better for him. Leaving both hands tied to each other he freed them from the iron frame. Instantly she turned onto her belly, encasing him deeper. The sucking and slurping noises increasing. As she worked on him, her arse wriggled behind her, tempting him with the smooth curved shape.

"Enough. I want you on your hands and knees now." He ordered, planning on burying his cock balls deep inside her wet pussy.

Immediately, she arranged herself as he'd told her. Arse high in the air, pussy aching to be filled despite the fantastic orgasms she'd already received. She watched as he stroked the shaft of his cock, pre-come oozing out of the wide head, while his teeth ripped open the second condom packet of the night. She wished he could just thrust into her and fill her up with come, but she wasn't on any kind of contraception and she had no idea of his sexual history. 

He slapped her arse as he moved behind her, rubbing his erection against her pussy, leaving her bum tingling with the fire of the smack. She'd thought it impossible to get any wetter, but she felt it pooling around his cock as he smoothly shoved it inside her.

James groaned at the feel of her pussy surrounding him, soft and tight around his dick. He wasted no time in building up the movements he made with his hips, he moved hard and fast, his balls slapping furiously. Holding onto one of her hips with a hand, he used the other to rub her clit in time with the pounding of his cock. She was moaning, making those beautiful sounds he loved to hear coming from her mouth, letting him know that she was already approaching orgasm fast.

"Oh, God... I'm gonna come... Fuck me harder!"

Emma squealed as his palm smacked one of her arse cheeks hard before pummelling her like a drill. He had no mercy as he fucked her as hard as possible, her toes started to curl as warmth spread from her clitoris to the smooth walls of her pussy where the muscles squeezed down hard around his width.

"Yes, yes, YES!" She wailed loudly, explosions happening everywhere at once.

Removing the hand on her clit, he gripped a firm round breast, his hips not pausing for a moment, cock still thrusting rapidly, balls still pounding her pussy relentlessly. Her moans fading down to soft gasps as he continued his assault on her. Her arms collapsed, and she lay her head in the trapped hands, her arse still high in the air where he thrust at her, rocking in rhythm with each lunge at her centre.

He felt his balls tighten, ready to spill his seed, but he wanted her pussy to clench around him again and bring him to the point of no return with it. Using the wetness around her cunt's lips he lubed a finger. Placing it at the opening of her arse's hole he rubbed it to see what her reaction would be like. More moans escaped her mouth. He slipped it in slowly, as she cried out at the welcomed intrusion. 

"You dirty fucking girl... You like my finger in your arse Emma?" 

"Yes, yes!"

"You like having both holes filled at once baby?"

"Oh James, you just make me feel so good." She groaned.

She almost passed out in delight as the finger started plunging in time with the impact of his hard cock in her pussy. He was driving her right over the edge with the naughtiness of what he was doing to her holes, she'd never felt something so delightfully wicked.

"Come with me baby, I want to feel you come as I let go." He asked her. His words sending her right over the edge, wanting to feel him burst inside her. Her body shuddered almost violently as she felt muscles in her pussy and arse squeezing both thrusting cock and finger. She screamed as the orgasm took control, pulsating wildly.

James moaned at the sensation of her rippling and spasming around him, his cock firing hot come ferociously, leaving him tingling everywhere. He leant down and kissed her shoulder before rolling to one side and disposing of the condom full of his seed.

Emma was panting and laying on her back when he got back on to her bed. She looked thoroughly fucked and completely beautiful. Sated, he released her wrists, flinging the tie onto the floor and pulling her body into his arms.

"Shit, you're amazing Emma, you know that?"

"It's you who's amazing, I've never come so much in my life!" She groaned, feeling exhausted.

"Sorry if I got a bit rough, I just needed you so badly."

"I'm not going to complain, I like it rough at times." She grinned at him.

"Well I loved giving it to you rough. I need to buy you a toy, I want to tie you down spread-eagled to your bed and see how many times I can make you scream."

"What toy?"

"A big vibrating cock that I can shove into you again and again." He smirked, absolutely enthralled by the idea of her at his mercy while he used one on her.

"Oh, well I already have one, so no need to buy me one."

"Really? Fuck, I wish I'd known!" She kept on surprising him.

"I may not have been interested in men for a while, but I still had a sex drive and needed something to take the edge off. In fact I have more than one." She chuckled at his amazement.

"And just where do you hide these toys?"

"Look in the top drawer next to you."

He did, shuffling over to the edge of the bed and sitting up to take a good look. James couldn't believe his eyes, there were about four cock shaped vibrators, and something with straps on that resembled a butterfly.

"Those are just the smaller things. I do have a couple more larger ones and some other stuff in a vanity case under the bed." She informed him, liking how his eyes lit up at her secret treasure.

"Oh Emma, I swear, you are such a dirty fucking girl."

She just looked at his face and smiled. Refusing to compare him to Steve, who'd hated anything even slightly kinky with her, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back down to her level.

He wrapped his arms around her, letting her snuggle onto his chest, their legs entwined. He had a feeling he would never get enough of her, she was perfect. Naughty, yet sweet at the same time. He wasn't sure if he'd ever want to let go of her, his mind coming up with different scenarios he could worship her body in.

**

Letting out a sigh, she shoved her bed sheets into the dryer. Every part of her ached deliciously, reminding her of past five nights of passion with James. He was amazing in bed, one moment tenderly kissing every inch of skin, the next telling her to suck his cock like the naughty girl she was.




Emma's New Beginning Ch. 03



It wasn't just the sex that amazed her though, it was how he was so calm, relaxed, and knew how to bring out the best in everyone around him. They'd spent the past few nights curled up with a DVD and bottle of wine. He was a student and couldn't afford to take her out all the time, but she didn't care. His pride refused to let her pay for a date, and so instead they'd spent time alone inside.

They had wonderful conversations, she told him about her parents, and how she'd met all of her closest friends. He told her about his half-brother, who was ten years older than him and the father that had abandoned both of them and their mothers. He spoke a lot about his mum, who had done everything for him, it was obvious in everything he said how much he cared for her.

For the first time in almost a week Emma was alone in her house at night. James was with his mum, meeting her new boyfriend over a cosy home cooked meal while she dealt with chores, and realised she missed his company already.

To say that scared her was an understatement, the week had been fantastic, the sex kept on getting better, but she just wasn't ready to miss him. She didn't want to feel slightly sad when he wasn't around, or to feel so comfortable and like everything was right with the world when he was around. He was only 20 for God's sake, he was at college studying and had hundreds of girls ahead of him. When he looked at her she felt her heart lighten; and that terrified her.

Settling down for the night, she tucked her feet under her bum on the sofa to watch some TV before retiring to the bedroom, alone. Jumping at the sound of her mobile phone beeping, she reached over for it, to find a text message from him.

Hey babe. Will be back soon, want company? xx

She wanted company more than anything, but she needed time to think. Tapping her fingers over the buttons she replied quickly.

Sorry, am tired tonight so about to go sleep.

Once more her phone bleeped at her.

Sleep well then. I'll miss you xx

Tears filled her eyes as she ran up to her bed. He was too wonderful, too perfect, and she didn't want to be broken hearted again.

**

"Hey J, you up for doing the meat on the barbecue?" Taff called out, the coals beginning to smoulder on the grill, finally.

"Yeah, whatever." Was the answer he got back.

Taff frowned. It wasn't like James to be so quiet. He was unused to this new facet of his friend. Usually it'd be James getting everything ready for their friends coming round to watch the football and get drunk. It was James who'd drag Taff out, who'd pull him out of bad moods when he retreated inside himself. James was never the one keeping things inside.

If he was J then he'd already have some kind of hint what was wrong before trying to cheer him up. So Taff thought about the past few weeks. James had been so happy, especially when he met the girl across the road and spent nights with her. Could it be possible that he was falling for her? That she'd turned him down or something? Taff chewed his lip thoughtfully, deciding that it had to be something to do with Emma.

James walked out of the kitchen, over towards where Taff stood poking the barbecue. The sun washing everything in it's bright light, Tom Petty's 'Free Falling' playing on Taff's battered portable CD player. He loved summertime, he loved the heat, the scents in the air from flowers, the green grass shimmering vibrantly, freshly dug earth. But he had barely noticed any of it in the past few days. She was avoiding him.

"Did you ask Emma over?" Taff blurted out, figuring the best way to get James to talk was to get to the root of the problem before all their friends arrived.

"What's the point? As if she's going to want to watch the footie." James grunted, looking over the grill to see how it was burning.

"You never know." Taff shrugged.

"She's probably busy, she's been busy for the past week."

"You went over there a couple of nights ago."

"She wanted sex. She let me make love to her, and then she kicked me out." James refused to look at his friend. 

"Whoa dude... Make love? You like her then."

"I've never slept with anyone I don't like, of course I like her."

"Nah, you really like her. This aint like you, man. You care for her." Taff felt smug at discovering the problem so easily.

"Sure I do, just like I care for you, Welsh boy."

"J, you wouldn't be pissed at me for kicking you out of bed. Let's face it, you are miserable without her, you're falling for her." Taff watched James' head snap up, eyes glaring at him. Ah ha. He knew it.

"Why do I have to fall for the one woman who's only interested in my cock?" James felt used. Dragging his hand through his thick blonde curls in frustration, he longed to go over and demand to know why she was so distant when things had been going so well.

"Because you're fucked up. All the girls that you turn away because they get too clingy and now the shoe is on the other foot."

"Thanks for the support. Shit, here's the guys, I'll let them in." James ran back into the house.

Taff rolled his eyes at the timing. Typical, he finally got James to talk and the lads arrived, along with a worn out looking Stella, their other house mate's girlfriend. Ah well, maybe she could throw the salad together to go with the hotdogs and burgers they planned on eating.

**

Emma watched James answer the door to a small group of people around his age from her bedroom window. Setting the book she'd been reading down on her lap she gazed outside. The welcoming chatter floated up to the open window, and she felt herself grow stiff as a girl flung her arms around him, kissing him on the mouth. She winced at the pain of seeing him with someone else and threw her book across the room.

Last time she'd seen him had been so hard on her. Instead of fucking her crazily, he'd taken his time, telling her how beautiful she was to him. Kissing everywhere, licking and stroking until she burnt up. He'd spent at least half an hour bringing her to orgasm with his tongue, before slipping his thick cock into her, slowly riding her while he stared deep into her eyes. They'd come at the same time and she knew in that instant as his blue eyes pierced her soul that she loved him.

She couldn't bare it any more. He'd quietly put his clothes back on after she'd asked him to leave, making up some excuse about needing to get up early for a meeting at work. He hadn't looked at her, just left her bedroom and let himself out with a vague goodbye wave. He'd called twice since, and she'd ignored the phone, left the text messages unanswered when he asked what she was doing that weekend.

Drawing up her legs, she wrapped her arms around them, resting her head on her knees as she sobbed silently. 

Drying her eyes, she reached for her phone needing to talk to someone who would understand the agony she felt.

"Hi!" Holly's voice rang into her ear.

"Holly. How are you?" Emma asked, her voice sounding broken.

"Oh no, Em, are you at home?" Holly's concerned voice filtered through the speaker.

"Yeah, so you got anything planned?"

"I have now. I'm on my way love." 

**

Thirty minutes later Holly sat next to Emma at the table, both of them holding mugs of fresh tea. Emma's big brown eyes were puffy from crying as she told Holly what was wrong.

"Oh Emma, he isn't Steve. You deserve some happiness. I know you feel guilty, but Steve was a wanker to you, it isn't your fault he died just as you decided you'd had enough. He didn't deserve you, he treated you like crap."

"I wasn't enough for him. It was my fault he looked elsewhere."

Holly's heart broke as she watched her friend's pain filled eyes. She'd hoped Emma had finally got over the fact that she couldn't mourn Steve's death because she had stopped loving him after he'd been sleeping with everyone but her.

"Look at me Emma. You were not to blame for his cheating, I promise not every man out there is the same, you just have to have faith." She reiterated.

"I couldn't even cry when he died, and now here I am upset over some young guy who is just sowing his wild oats." Emma shrugged, feeling dejected.

"I don't think that's what the past few weeks have been about Emma. James is so caring towards you. You're not being fair to him. I know you're scared, but he's one of the good guys."

"Yeah right, then why was some girl all over him?"

"Was she really all over him or were you making a mountain out of a molehill?"

"Well, she hugged him and kissed him, on the lips!"

"That doesn't mean anything, he's a friendly guy, hell he kissed me goodbye on the mouth when we all went out to the pub last week, just like he did to Suzie."

Emma grunted. She had to admit it was likely he was just being his usual friendly self, something she loved about him, but how could she be sure? As far as she knew he just wanted sex, so yeah he'd been kind towards her, but he hadn't mentioned anything about them having a relationship, instead he seemed to just carry on as if he'd known her forever and it was a natural situation for him. He'd probably run a mile if she told him how she was feeling.

"Come on, let's go soak up some rays in the garden, I need a smoke." Holly interrupted her thoughts.

They sat on a blanket laid on the grass, listening to the soft sounds of music coming from a neighbour's house. Talking about everything and nothing all at once. Just easy conversation, about how Emma's new job was working out, the guy that Holly had been on a date with recently, and how they must get something arranged for Holly's upcoming birthday.

Emma felt so grateful to have such a good friend, someone who listened to her, and could point out when she was wrong. She shuffled her bare legs on the thick blanket, seeing where the sun had caught her skin below her shorts. She wondered what James and his friends were doing, were they sat outside in the sun too? There was no getting away from it, she had to find out if James wanted her or the sex.

"I think you should tell him about Steve." Holly told her when she asked her opinion, her red hair shining like rubies in the sunlight.

"I don't know. I don't want him to think badly of me."

"You need to be honest with him, give him a chance to show you what he's made of."

Emma looked at her friend's pretty face. Just maybe she was right, she couldn't lie to herself or him any longer, at least if he turned away she could work on getting over him.

"What have you got to lose?" Holly asked.

"You're right." Emma conceded.

"I know, that's why you pay me in tea." Holly grinned. "I think there's going to be a storm tonight."

The rain was just starting to come down when they rushed inside, Holly grabbing her bag to get home before it started storming. Emma felt much more positive already as she led her best friend in the whole world to the door, they hugged tightly and Emma watched her run down the street.

**

James saw her standing there, the rain falling gently on her hair as she waved goodbye to Holly. He was feeling rather drunk, and he couldn't just stand there while she looked so tempting across the road. He needed to know why she was pushing him away.

Emma looked over to James' house just in time to see him jump over the gate to his back garden. His dark blonde hair looked darker than normal, and the curls were even more wild from the rain splashing down on him. He looked stunning in a white t-shirt and cargo shorts, his muscles rippling with the movements he made towards her. Like an animal he strode over to her, his face firm, brows darkening the closer he got. 

"We need to talk Emma." He told her, his blue eyes flashing with something that looked like pain to her.

"I know." She folded her arms over her chest, trying to desperately hold herself together.

"You're pushing me away and I don't like it one bit. I deserve to know why" He reached out to grip her shoulder.

"You're right, you do need to know. It's just so hard to tell you. I moved here to escape it all and now it's haunting me more than it ever did."

Emma felt tears falling from her eyes as she told him about Steve, how they'd been together for a couple of years, and she thought everything was perfect until he stopped wanting to have sex with her. That was when he started to become argumentative and threatening. She'd found him in bed with someone else before discovering that he'd had several affairs with women he worked with. She'd still been trying to work out what to do about it, and if she should try to make things work or walk away when three months later he'd been killed on his motorbike. That was when she finally realised he'd become more of a habit than anything else, when she couldn't grieve like she should have. When she'd felt sad for his family, but hardly at all for her own loss because it hadn't felt like much of a loss.

James stood there, rain drenching his clothing as it came down heavier, listening to her story. He drew her into the safety of his arms and stroked her back gently while she finished telling him everything. He was angry she hadn't told him before, but the relief that she was finally opening up to him overrode it until she started to talk about him.

"I was stupid to let myself get so involved with you. I know you're only young and not ready to get into a relationship with someone carrying so much baggage with them. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to go and fall for you. I thought we'd just have some fun and I'd make the most of it before you found someone else." She was sobbing as she confessed what a mess she'd made of everything.

James pushed her away from him, fury taking over him.

"You're obsessed with my age! For fuck's sake I don't care that there's a slight gap between us, just like I don't care what baggage you've got on your shoulders, can't you give me a chance to help take the load off? Can't you trust me enough for that?" 

Emma gaped at him, he was shouting at her, eyes blazing dangerously, as she heard his words. Did he want her as well? She wasn't sure she could believe it.

"I mean, Jesus, Emma, all I want is the chance to be with you. I don't know where you've got this notion from that I am some womanising arsehole. Frankly, it's damned insulting! I'm not prepared to fuck you and then walk away, I can't do that again, so if you just want sex from me you can bloody forget it!"

"I don't want you to walk away!" She shouted right back at him. "I want you... I just bloody want you!"

"Why? Because I'm good in bed? Is that all I am to you Emma?" James threw his hand to his soaked hair, gripping it hard as his heart broke in front of her.

"Because I fucking love you!" She cried out, unable to believe she was messing it all up.

James stared at the face that featured heavily in all of his dreams, the one he thought of all day at college and work, and then again at night when he wasn't with her. The brown eyes coming alive with emotion, and the hair that hung heavily from where it was tied, dripping rain down her shoulders. Had she just told him she loved him?

"Say that again." He begged, stepping closer to her.

"Because I love you." She whispered back, raising her head to look at him as he swooped down towards her.

His wet lips pressed firmly against her own, giving off sparks as they caressed urgently. There was nothing soft or gentle about this kiss, it was full of emotion and demands. He licked her tongue as she flicked it into his mouth. His hands gripping her shoulders, pulling her body tight against his own, as he kissed her like a man possessed. 

James felt her arms reach up to run her fingers around the nape of his neck and into the wet curls. The thunder rumbled and lightening flashed around them as he lost himself in the taste of her mouth. She set him alight, nibbling on his lower lip before pulling away.

He looked at her, wanting to show her how much she meant to him, and silently he pushed her door open, pulling her into the dry house with him. Kissing her hard his hands squeezed her sexy arse lifting her up in his strong arms, her legs wrapping easily around his waist as he slowly carried her through to the living room, losing himself in her. As they neared the sofa she dropped her legs, and pushed him away.

Watching his eyes she pulled her wet vest over her head, revealing bare breasts glistening with rain. He stared back at her intently, ripping his own t-shirt off, and pushing his boxers to the floor inside his shorts. She followed suit, unzipping her own shorts, and wriggling out of them as they attempted to cling to her skin.

They reached for each other at the same time, lowering themselves to the floor, pushing their wet clothes away and falling into each others arms, kissing with wild abandon. Emma straddled his hips, needing to feel him inside her as he tweaked her nipples in his hands. She guided his hard cock with a hand as she pushed down on it, taking it slowly all the way inside her, never breaking contact with his eyes.

James gasped at the feeling of her sliding up and down on him. She was so warm and wet, welcoming him inside. He placed his hands on her hips as she put her palms on his chest, putting her weight on her arms. He was drowning in her brown eyes as she moved on top of him sensuously. He could hear the rain on the windows, what light was left stroking her body, illuminating her curves to his greedy gaze.

She ground her pelvis into his, fingers touching his strong chest feeling the rain that covered him as much as it did her. He helped her thrust, pulling her onto him in rhythm with her motions, his large hands firm on her hips.

Watching him, she called out that she was close, he saw her orgasm take hold in her eyes as she heaved above him, breasts slapping on skin with her movements. She cried out, grinding her clit into him, shuddering and shaking as she slowed down to revel in the moment.

He rolled her over suddenly, taking control of their lovemaking, sliding his cock in and out of her wetness. Kissing her mouth as he showed her what she did to him, how she drove him insane with need for her. Ramming hard and slowly withdrawing, feeling her muscles squeezing him as he drove her back over the edge. He planted his hands on either side of her, holding his weight above her, his blue eyes sparkling in the dimming light. The words came to his lips as he moved himself in her.

"I love you too Emma." He whispered tenderly, his balls tightening up, cock pumping his seed freely inside her, as he came with a wild growl, his heart exploding in time with his orgasm.

His arms remained locked into place, body falling still as they just looked into each other's eyes, seeing the love they both felt reflecting back at them.

"We can take it as slowly as you want to, just don't push me away again, promise you won't walk away from me." He asked her.

"I promise, I won't. I'm yours James, all yours."

They held onto each other as darkness took over the house, the summer storm raging outside, lightening streaking through the curtains as they lay there contented in each others arms. Hearts full of hope and faith in each other.

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