r escaping her lips as she climbed into her bed. She cried quiescently for several minutes, holding a pillow to muffle her small gasps of sorrow.

“Oh Blank… why can you not love me? I sit right in front of you, loving you so deeply, but you ignore my presence… as though I am invisible, as though my love for you is invisible. I wish so deeply for your touch, for you to hold yourself to me and softly massage your lips with mine… so I can tell you of my love forever…”
Blank followed Tushima silently to her room and listened at the door. At Tushima’s words she blanched, as though hit. She walked away silently, staring at the ground, once again feeling that muffled spark in her heart that she always pushed down. She had vowed to herself after that last time she would never trust herself with love again, being hurt scarred her deeply.

She walked to the front door and out into the rain, the drops hitting her face and running down her chest as she stared up into the sky. Her heart ached at Tushima’s tears, knowing that she was the cause of them. Her mind came into focus, bringing back the memories of the person that had hurt her before, and her eyes took on an unblinking glazed look of one haunted. Her body began to shake silently and her tears joined the raindrops pouring down her face. Blank fell to her knees, tears of anger and unwanted pain streaming down her soaked face and clothes. She calmed herself slowly and walked back inside, soaking wet. Tushima emerging from her room and seeing the look in Blank’s eyes she immediately broke down again and ran into her room. Tears streamed down her face at the pain in she saw Blank’s eyes, knowing in her heart it was her fault and hating to see it so obvious in those hollow irises. Tushima felt her mind begin to mock her, telling her that she had only brought pain to the one she loved so dear. Blank tried to follow but Tushima had locked her door behind her. Blank sighed deeply and walked away from the door slowly, arms sagging at her sides, pain in her heart for hurting the one that loved her so much. Then suddenly the door flung open and Tushima came out with tears flooding down her face.

“Why can’t you see how much I love you Blank? Why? You are my heart’s desire in every way possible… but you never allow me to have you… to hold you…”
Tushima stepped closer and planted a soft kiss upon Blank’s lips, keeping the subdued passion for a moment then running out the front door and into the rain. Like a zipper closing around her, Tushima’s running form became lost in the falling drops, leaving Blank standing there, fingers to her lips, feeling as though she had been hit by lightning. She absent-mindedly pulled the fingers away and stared at them, then out into the rain where Tushima had disappeared. She sat down hard, very hard on the wood floor. She stared at her fingers, gazing into them with the look of someone in shock. After five minutes of staring she spoke one word to the dark hallway.

“Love?”

All this time Tushima was running blindly through the rain not caring where she went, legs guided by chance instead of choice. In a twist of fate she came to a playground she used to swing at, and fell under her favorite pine tree. Sitting against its roots, She cried silently, softly touching her lips in remembrance of what it had felt like to kiss Blank.

“He has such soft lips… just like his face, so kind and reserved at the same time. I love him so much… it hurts to not hold him. Why am I given such love if the one I have it for is of such a hardened heart?”

Blank stared out the window at the rain, trying to understand exactly what was going on in her own head. She had vowed long ago never to love again. It hurt too much to find that it wasn’t what you thought it was. Her heart had shattered, broken into a thousand pieces and she still hadn’t found them all. So on that day she had sworn to live without love, to never heal that wound and live on without the thing that people say makes them complete. But… with that one kiss her heart was reassembled and was fighting her heart for control from the pain of the past. Her fingers were once again pressed to her lips, the feeling of Tushima’s lips pressed to hers still unfading from her body. Her mouth continued to softly sigh the word “love” to the empty house, mind in turmoil and heart in shambles in her confusion. The spark that she had suppressed for a long time had grown into a flame, filling her heart with the emotion she forbade it, the love for another. Tushima. The name echoed inside her mind over and over, the look of pain and anguish so evident in her eyes. Then it was as though the skies of her mind had cleared of rain, sunlight had broken through the clouds, and warmed her cold form. Her heart had won. The anger and sadness of the past left to fade in the light that is joy. She took a step to the open door, then walked outside, and stared into the rain, trying to guess where Tushima would have gone. Then a warmth spread through her again, and she ran into the rain, letting her heart guide her to the one that she loved. Her legs pumped through the warm rain, the summers heat making the pavement steam, creating a fog that was all the more hard to see in. But she ran on, heart unhindered by the rain and slight coolness that had descended upon the neighborhood.

Tushima felt something inside her suddenly warm, as though she had eaten her favorite food and all was well with the world. Then she heard the steps; the rapid scuffling that was Blank’s run. She stood and saw her love approach through the rain, watching the one she had loved one-sidedly for so long appear through the silvery mist, face slightly flushed from running. Her heart leaped, and she ran to meet him, but he stopped her at arms reach.

“Tushima…I came here to say…I…I love you Tushima…and I am so sorry for all those times when I pushed you away…I had vowed to never love again, but I broke that vow…for you.”

Tushima threw her arms around Blank, embracing him tightly. Blank reached down slowly and hesitantly put his arms around Tushima, one hand lightly running through her hair. Tushima looked up to Blank’s eyes, tears of joy ran down her face, she leaned close to him, resting her cheek against her love’s chest. Then she felt something that should not have been there, something she had never felt because she had never been this close to him. She drew back in shock and pulled open his shirt to reveal that he was in fact a she. This news hitting her harder than anything had ever hit her before. Blank…was a woman? No, no. She couldn’t be. Tushima’s mind told her, Blank is a man, he has to be a man. Her mind struggled to process and her mouth began to mumble, but gradually gained strength.

Blank looked confused for a moment, then realized exactly what had happened. Her face looked as though she had been punched again, sadness and anguish filling her mind as she prepared to get hurt again. Tushima looked at her with pain and confusion filling her eyes, the love she felt still evident, but confusion was dominant as she tried to process the fact that her love, that she had thought was a man, was really a woman. She backed away slowly, tripping over a branch and sitting down hard on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes again. Blank reached for her, but Tushima curled up and began to cry into her hands, her body shaking with sobs as she fully grasped what this meant, that she had fallen for someone she couldn’t love. Her mind screamed at her, you can’t love this person, she is a woman, it is not right! Blank sighed deeply knowing keenly the pain Tushima felt. She tried to comfort her, but in her heart Blank knew it was to no avail. Tushima would have to make up her own mind. She berated herself for falling in love when the person that loved her wasn’t even fully aware of who she was, including the all important detail of her gender. Pattering softly into the rain again footsteps much slower than before, she left Tushima to figure out her own heart. Tushima cried into her hands, body wracked with shaking from her grief at the mistake.

“Why? Oh my Blank… why do you have to be a woman? I love you so much… my heart hurts to know I was wrong about you.”

Her head sagged against her chest, crying even harder. Her mind kept yelling, you were wrong, you can’t love a woman! What would your family say to know you love a woman? How can you possibly allow yourself to love her, when you know that it can’t happen? And as she listened, so vulnerable in her pain that she was open to the lies the pain told her. Giving into her grief she collapsed against the tree and whimpered softly. Then a sound floated from the mists, a sound like water running through a stream, but in a voice. She stopped crying and listening hard to the voice.

“Follow your heart.” It echoed softly, “Your heart is never wrong in it’s feeling; do not hide from it and give into the lies you hear.”
A strange shape moved away in the mist, the person attached to the voice smiling softly and disappearing in his black clothes, a small smile set on his normally stormy face. Tushima shook her head softly, mind still resisting those words, but knowing in her heart what she wanted and needed to do. Arguments of decency and what should be, but it had already lost. A smile slowly crept over her face as she recalled Blank’s kiss and words, the scenes replaying over and over her head. As Tushima listened to her heart, she realized that it did not matter whether or not, Blank was a girl. She loved Blank for Blank, not Blank because she thought he was a guy. She felt the warmth spreading over her body again, filling her with joy as she continued to remember Blank’s words. Blank loved her!

He… wait. No, she,” she reprimanded herself,” really loves me! She does! I saw it in her eyes. Even if she is a woman, I love her and I will not give up my heart for nothing.”
She stood up and brushed herself off, drying her hands against her pants and wiping away the last of her tears on her tears. The she looked around at the misty world, the rain having stopped, but the fog now hovering everywhere. She couldn’t see Blank anywhere, and she felt the urge to cry again. Holding back her worry, she went to the sidewalk and began to search for Blank, calling out her name as she walked.

Meanwhile, Blank had found herself wandering along the wet streets, forlorn with the pain moving through her heart. Tushima loved Blank as a guy, not for who she really was, her pain told her, already blaming her for getting hurt and allowing herself to fall in love after what had happened before. Loneliness welled up inside her, a sob escaping to the fog that surrounded her. A stab ran through her heart and she stopped in her tracks and stared into the silver-gray cloud around her, then glaring up at the sky. She felt a tear slip from her eye and she ran her sleeve along her cheek furiously.

“I am not going to allow myself to be hurt anymore, I don’t know if I could take that betrayal of my heart again.”
Then a sound floated through her ears, her name being called urgently by the soft voice that belonged to Tushima. Blank turned just in time to catch her as Tushima came flying into her arms. Tushima pressed her face to Blank’s chest, crying softly and holding tightly around Blank’s waist. Blank’s heart melted and wrapped her arms around Tushima and tilted her love’s chin up with one hand, leaning down and closing her eyes. Tushima leaned up into Blank, pressing their lips together in a deep kiss that held their passions for several moments. As they slowly broke apart, Tushima sighed softly, gasping after the passion that had passed through them in their embrace, and wishing it had never ended.

She brought her tear-filled eyes and streaked face to Blank’s whispering softly, “I am so sorry Blank… for the pain I know that I have caused you. I love you, Blank, male or female, it doesn’t matter. I love you, not your gender. You, Blank!”

She tightened her grip around Blank’s waist and Blank smiled, her eyes growing warmer as she stared down into the eyes of her love, she repeated to herself, her love. Blank buried her face in Tushima’s hair, and kissed her head softly, arms holding as tight as they allowed without hurting Tushima. She smiled hugely and tears of happiness rained on her love’s head, Tushima looking up into Blank’s eyes. She saw the tears and brushed them away with her hands, then leaned into Blank, ending the tears with a fierce kiss. They leaned together with lips sealing each other's mouth, as close to each other as infinitely possible. They broke apart softly, eyes opening and meeting silently, each staring into the other’s soul. Then Tushima extended her hand to Blank and the two of them began to walk home together, hand in hand, Tushima resting her head against Blank’s shoulder, sighing gently with happiness.

“This is where I’ve always wanted to be, my Blank. I never want to leave you side again.”
Blank smiled softly and kissed her forehead, then nodded, “I love you, my Tushima, and you will never be far from me again.”

They stayed holding hands until they went inside, settling together on the couch, Tushima resting her head on Blank’s chest and Blank with her arms around Tushima. They were watching TV together when the rest of the gang came in and saw their position. There were loud shouts and even a few whistles, and some sweat drops were seen, Mute’s silent nod his only answer, but the situation was finally explained and the rest all congratulated the two on their happiness. Blank nodded silently and kissed her love’s forehead, then rested back against the couch, cradling Tushima’s head in her head. Tushima smiled up at Blank and slowly closed her eyes, the happiness in her heart warming her, and she slowly fell asleep in her love’s arms, knowing that this was not a dream that she would wake from.

“I love you, my Blank, my star.”

“And I love you, my Tushima, my angel.”

As the two lay still on the couch in each other’s arms, they slowly fell into slumber, knowing that each had found something they had never had gained before, lasting love. No matter what anyone said, they had love, and it was not going to fail. Mute smiled at them and nodded secretly to himself, then walked outside to the rain again.

(End Part 1)

Tushima cried softly in her room, the events of a few hours ago still playing out over and over in her mind. She held her pillow tightly and tried to fall asleep, but her head kept spinning with the same thoughts and fresh memories. It had been two months since Tushima and Blank had found each other’s love, and things seemed to be moving at a steady pace… until tonight. Tushima looked at her clock, the red numbers 1:20 am shining softly in the dark of her room, and she returned mentally to 4 hours ago, when she and Blank been hidden in their little spot away from the world.

Blank and Tushima were deep in each other’s arms, lips pressing together softly. They were lying against a leather couch in the attic, eyes locked as they embraced, hands clasping softly in the pale light coming from the lone window. Tushima softly let go of Blank’s hands and slipped them around her love’s waist, smiling into the kiss as she felt Blank’s arms shift to a position around her neck and she closed her eyes slowly. Blank’s lips left hers softly and

Tushima moaned through her parted lips, eyes opening again to look up at Blank as Blank moved her face down softly and kissed Tushima’s neck, eliciting another moan from her lips. Tushima’s arms tightened around Blank’s waist and her hands trailed her fingers down her beloved’s back, bringing them as closely together as their bodies would allow. She could feel her heart race at every touch of Blank’s lips, like a fire jumping to every place their skin touched.

As Blank continued to kiss her neck, Tushima could feel the heat rising from every part of her body and she slid her hands up Blank’s body, cupping her face and pulling their lips back together, her forcefulness surprising Blank as she melted into Tushima’s lips. Blank’s hands slipped out from around Tushima’s neck, and started moving them steadily south, going as slow as possible and began to unbutton Tushima’s shirt, wanting to feel more of her love, to show her just how deeply her love ran. Tushima felt Blank’s hands slipping her buttons out of their spots and she felt her heart jump, wanting it so badly yet so afraid of it at the same time. Blank felt Tushima stop kissing her, stop breathing at all and she opened her eyes to look down, and seeing both emotions mixing in a turbulent storm in Tushima’s eyes.

Inside Blank, her heart was hurting, her thoughts crying out silently, Tushima, my dear Tushima… why do you look at me with fear in your eyes? Do I scare you? Why do you always freeze when I try to move beyond our embraces and kissing, why do you seem to become ice in my hands, at the same time as desire burns in your eyes? My beloved Tushima, if we are to last we have to be able to find solace in each other, not me seeing fear in your eyes. How can we hope to love forever when you cannot be at ease in my arms, at peace against my lips?

Tushima was falling apart, her heart wanting so desperately to melt into Blank’s arms, but her fear still wouldn’t let her let go, she couldn’t slip into her beloved and be lost to the world. As she stared up into her lover’s face, she could see the pain her hesitation and fear was bringing to her, and she began to cry softly, tears sliding down her face as she felt Blank shift back and away from her, sitting on the other end of the couch and starting to cry herself. Tushima got up and ran down the stairs, running into her room and locking the door, wishing so much to be frozen in that moment before her doubts came back.

Blank curled into a fetal position and cried, her jeans becoming stained with her tears as she lost control over her sadness and whimpered to the dim attic. She wanted so much to share all the pleasure she could give to her love, to show Tushima with more than just words how deep her love ran, to make her heart race with the passion of the moment. She could see it in her mind, but she couldn’t see to touch it, it always was beyond her grasp, why did she have to see the fear in her lover’s eyes, why? Blank knew how much Tushima loved her, and how much that love was returned, but why couldn’t she just see that love and passion shining through, instead of fear? As her she cried her eyes out, she started to fall asleep, her heart worn and tired from so much grief in one night.

Tushima shed tear after tear into her pillows, no matter how hard she tried, nothing worked, and she couldn’t stop her weeping. Seeing that pain and sadness in her love’s eyes again wrenched at her heart, and her fear was still there, trying to distort what she was seeing and feeling. Why she couldn’t just let herself meld with Blank, why she couldn’t go as far as she could was beyond her, her heart wasn’t telling. As the clock by her bed ticked the minutes away slowly, she began to cry less and less, but still tears slipped from her eyes, leaving them red and swollen. The red numbers glowed faintly with another 10 minutes gone by, it was now 1:30 and everyone else was asleep. Her crying ceased and she stared at her wall, heart still hurting inside knowing that she had brought sadness to her beloved. As she fell asleep her last thought was, I will beat my fear and make it up to her!

She woke up only a few hours later and stumbled out before dawn to the computer, turning it on and cursing at the how loud the loading sounds seemed in the silence of the morning. Her eyes itched from her crying and she rubbed them in an irritated way, then logged onto the Internet. Typing as quietly as she could she began an search on Google, and was amazed at the results. Approximately 2 million sites on ways a lesbian couple can pleasure each other. Her jaw dropped as she clicked a few random links and graphic pictures of women involved in sex filled the screen, and her face flushed immediately at the thought of her and Blank engaging in those same acts. She shook her head to clear it temporarily and started reading, absorbing all the ways she could make her lover shake with pleasure, all the ways she could see her through to the final ecstasy. She began to think of ways to do these to Blank, her eyes shining as the thoughts passed through her mind, all her fear gone in the face of sharing such wonders with her beloved. She quickly exited out of the Internet and shut down the computer, skipping back to her bed with a happy beat to her step. Her heart was racing as she slipped into dreams of making those fantasies come true.

The next morning awoke with sun shining through the small window in the attic, Blank’s eyelids fluttering open as a beam fell softly on her face and she tiredly put a hand over her eyes, trying to sit up as her back ached from the position she had slept in. Swearing she heard creaking as her arm and legs moved, she shifted into a more comfortable position on the couch and the night’s events came rushing back to her. Her eyes closed tight to prevent further tears, and held in a whimper, then brushed away at her eyes and stood up. She went down to the bathroom and grabbed some clothes, then stepped into the linoleum-tile floor and dropped her shirt to the floor and slipped down her pants.

Her arms reached into the shower stall and turned on the faucet, testing it until it was just right and then turned on the shower, stepping into the spray and feeling the water flow down her body. At first she got lost in the warm water, lathering her body and cleaning softly, then her thoughts once again turned to Tushima. As she did so, her mind began to play what could have happened last night, and she felt a heat spread over her body. She blushed softly and tried to think of other things, but her body got warmer and warmer, seeming to originate from one spot in particular, visions of Tushima and her engaged in much more intimate activities that she had dreamed of doing with her love cascading through her mind. As she felt her face flush softly, she looked down at herself and knew already that she was more than just feeling warm, her breasts standing at a higher perkiness than usual and a liquid of greater temperature than the water dripping slowly from her nether regions.

Slowly giving into the urge her body was pumping through her, she slid her hands down her chest, each place her fingers touched she imagined Tushima doing it. This set her heart racing as she closed her eyes and brushed her nipples gently, gasping at how sensitive they were, so deep into her fantasy that she literally felt Tushima touch them. Her back pressed against the wall of the shower stall and she pinched her left breast’s nipple, moan getting lost in the sound of water falling around her. Her hand cupped the entire breast and massaged it softly; her moans increasing in volume and intensity as her other hand traced its way down her stomach to her hips, moving around her pelvis. As her fingers moved closer and closer to that spot that yearned the most to be touched, her heart’s beating reached fever pitch. One single finger traced along her opening and she gasped loudly, her back arching as her fingernail ran over her labia. The heat pulsed through her veins again and she pressed her fingers against her slit and between her soft lower lips, parting them slowly and rubbing their inner walls. Her head leaned back against the wall of the shower and she breathed in shakily. Her fingers pressed into her folds and they closed around them, seeming to tighten around them and not want to let go, trying to pull them deeper inside her.

Through all of this she was imagining Tushima doing this to her, Tushima exploring her and setting her limbs afire as she returned the favor, discovering each other’s forms in the dim light of the attic, the soft couch teasing their skin as they learned the shapes and their curves, getting lost in each other as every part of them was free to touch. Blank pushed the fingers the rest of the way in and began to massage inside of herself, slowly stroking her clitoris with her thumb, gasping and moaning in the veil of steam. Then she happened to look through the slightly transparent shower curtain and noticed Tushima staring at her transfixed, her eyes locked on Blank’s hands as they massaged her warm slit. Blank’s eyes also caught that Tushima was looking very aroused by this, and not the slightest bit afraid, but before she could say anything, Tushima turned around in a daze and walked to her room slowly. Blank saw that Tushima locked the door behind her before she closed the bathroom door, something she had neglected to do on her own way in. She smiled softly and realized her fingers were still buried inside her most intimate of places and she laughed softly into the spray of water and finished her task, moving her fingers around again as her fantasy picked up right where she had left it, her slender fingers massaging inside of her, making her arousal reach a peak, and she moaned loudly, feeling a rush of even hotter liquid splash down her hand and into the water as it slid down her body, the rush of her climax allowing her to feel every drop of water on her skin, every touch her body made with something else sending a small shockwave through her nerves.

As Blank got out of the shower and dried off, Tushima was sitting on her bed, trying to piece together exactly what she had just seen. Blank’s naked form doing just what she had hoped to do herself, to touch her beloved in such ways and get those same reactions from her lips. She could feel the desire to do those things rise up inside her, to give her beloved that ultimate gift, and she blushed softly. Closing her eyes she tried to think of how she could get her angel to let her make it up to her, as Blank would not want to think that Tushima owed her anything. A smile crept across her face as a plan came into her mind, heat spreading over her body as she remembered what she had felt when she saw Blank’s most intimate place, a feeling of intense want and purpose. She stood up slowly, not fully trusting her legs, and walked out of her room to begin setting up her scheme to gain her lover’s final stage of their relationship.

Blank’s body returned to normal and she dressed in her clean clothes, finding a small note on her dresser, Tushima’s handwriting directing her to solve a clue and find the next note. The first clue read, “Head to the kitchen for a dish that is more fun than hunting moose in mid winter on dirty snows.” Blank pocketed the note, walking down to the kitchen and looking around for anything obvious. She pulled the note out again and read through it, absent-mindedly pulling open cabinets and looking in them.

“Moose? Dirty Snow? Hmm… winter… Freezer!”

Opening the freezer she found herself face to face with a container of ice cream labeled “Moose Tracks” that looked quite a lot like dirty snow. She opened the top of the container and drew out the second note, along with a bite of ice cream. The second note read “Good! Now, go to the room where we spend the most time, and find the movie which you find most divine, then find that movie you wish we didn’t own.” Blank shook her head lightly and laughed, then walked into the living room and quickly found the case to her favorite movie and slid it out, half of the note taped to it, then began to search for the second movie. As she read over the numerous tapes, she noticed one that made her cringe, old home videos, picked it up and dropped the tape out with note attached. Putting the two halves together she read the next clue “Head to the place I’d like to sleep, search the drawer of things I’d like to remove”. Blank paused to think about this and her eyes widened. Could Tushima mean what her mind immediately began thinking of, including the earlier moment in the bathroom, did she mean what she wanted so desperately wanted to think she did?

Her heart racing as she stepped into her bedroom and opened the drawer where her more “delicate” of clothing was kept, she found a small note laying directly on top of her most racy panties, and she opened it with her hands shaking slightly with anticipation. “My dear Blank, I cannot say how sorry I am for the pain I know I caused you last night… but tonight I shall make it up to you. Go to our usual place of meeting at 10 o’clock with your eyes closed tight, or I will not appear before you. Until tonight my beloved, until tonight.” Blank’s heart hit a new record for speed as her eyes widened until they couldn’t anymore, and as she felt anticipation rising up in her, that familiar flush running through her skin. She looked over at the clock and read 8:45 pm, and her heart sank, she didn’t really want to wait that long. She shrugged and slipped out of her clothes, then redressed in some lighter things including the same panties the note had rested on, wanting to be as perfect as she could for her angel. Her shirt was one of her few tight ones that accentuated her female features, a semi-gray color with the word “Why?” in white letters on the back and her jeans were just basic blue jeans. Trying hard not to show the hope she was feeling in her stomach, the butterflies fluttering like mad over tonight’s event, she walked around the house and ended up sitting down to watch that same movie Tushima had her find earlier. Time ticked by and she saw the clock reading 9:58 so she turned off the TV and began walking slowly up the stairs til she reached the attic, she closed her eyes tight and pushed the door up and open, and stumbled in the darkness of her semi-blindness to the couch, where she sat in the very center of it and waiting, her breathing short and her heart beating madly.

Hearing soft footsteps she tensed up and awaited whatever happened next, the most amazing sensation of her head enclosed by warm flesh spreading over her. Her eyes opened and found Tushima’s arms pulling her between her breasts, for the first time she was seeing them as her love held her in an embrace of incredible tenderness. She turned her head and listened softly to the sound of Tushima breathing, then pressed her lips to the soft flesh enclosing her head and smiled up at her angel, skin shining in the soft light as she held her love. Tushima pulled her arms back and walked to the front of the couch, revealing that she still had her pants on, but was totally topless, and Blank gazed in awe at her beloved. Blank stood up slowly and reached out to touch her loves face, amazed at the look of total serenity in Tushima’s eyes, like she was ready beyond all physical reason or doubt. Tushima took Blank’s hand and guided it away from her face, placing it softly atop her breast and squeezing her fingers gently. She smiled at Blank’s face and leaned forward, kissing her neck gently as Blank felt the smooth skin under her palm, feeling that same shock as when Tushima first kissed her, like lightning through her body. Tushima’s hands slid down Blank’s shirt and softly caressed Blank’s breasts through the cloth, then began to slide it up her love’s stomach, no hesitation in her fingers. As her hands pulled the shirt up and over Blank’s breasts, Tushima pulled back from kissing Blank’s neck and helped slide it up over her loves head, then dropped it to the floor beside them. She smiled at Blank’s choice of bra, and softly ran her hands over it, making Blank’s eyes close and moan softly to the quiet attic, then felt her bra slip from her body as well and she opened her eyes to stare into Tushima’s.

“Blank, my beloved, I cannot say how sorry I am for hurting you last night, but tonight I will make it up to you by giving you the greatest gift I can, I will share my self with you.”

“My dear, dear, Tushima… I love you so much and I wish only to show you the most incredible pleasure I can, to show you my love through my actions.”

Tushima stepped closer to Blank and felt her breasts softly brush against her lover’s, her eyes closing softly with the feeling of her skin against Blank’s, then stepped even closer, pressing right against Blank and rubbing their breasts together. She pressed her lips to Blank’s and they kissed passionately, lips massaging as their arms wrapped around the other and pulled each other as closely together as their bodies would allow. Blank’s fingers trailed down Tushima’s back, caressing the skin as Tushima slowly stroked all of Blank that her hands could with the limited range given by their close proximity. As they held each other tightly, their breasts squeezed together and elicited a soft from the lovers, their kiss growing all the more intense as Blank opened her mouth to taste Tushima’s lips and Tushima followed suit, their tongues touching slowly and mingling as Blank slowly pulled Tushima backwards and the two sat down on the couch, Tushima on Blank’s lap. Blank’s hands slowly moved up and down Tushima’s smooth back while Tushima occupied her hands with softly cupping her breasts and rubbing them against Blank’s, trying to pull the loudest moan she could from her love. As their nipples brushed against each other’s breasts, both women felt the most sensitive spots on their breasts become stiff and scrape against their breasts, soft moans escaping both sets of lips as their eyes closed and tilted their heads back.

Tushima arched her back slightly, then let her breasts slip from her hands, and slid them down her lovers chest, brushing her fingers against the soft skin of her breasts and pinching the nipples softly, then moving farther south to Blank’s pants, unbuttoning them, then sliding them down her hips and down her legs, exposing the panties she had hoped Blank would wear, and slid her hands across their surface softly. Blank’s head tilted back again and moaned as Tushima’s finger’s slid across her most intimate place, blushing slightly as she realized Tushima had created a wet spot in her panties by pushing down softly. Tushima smiled because she knew that she was becoming the same way staring at her lover’s form, and slowly she reached down and pulled the soft lace away exposing Blank’s last hidden place. As the panties slid back, Blank’s eyes closed and she leaned back farther into the couch, arching her hips up at Tushima. Tushima dropped the panties after sliding them down her legs and over her feet, leaning down and running her hands up her smooth thighs, slowly moving up towards her last real secret. Blank’s eyes closed tighter with anticipation and slight wonder at what Tushima was going to do, and where she heard what she was doing.

Tushima pressed her head against Blank’s neck and kissed it softly, then moves down slowly, kissing her breasts and the valley between them, moving south still, each brush of her lips against Blank’s skin sending shivers of electricity through her body. As she moved herself closer and closer to that last spot, the butterflies in her stomach suddenly disappeared and she smiled gently, spreading Blank’s legs before her as she kneeled in front of the couch. She leaned forward one inch at a time, stopping her face only a few inches from the soft lips of Blank’s womanhood. She inhaled deeply, loving the fragrance of her love’s essence. Moving closer still, she softly kissed the wet lips, closing her eyes as she did so. Blank’s back arched, pushing her hips even more against Tushima’s face, her lips parting slightly in a moan. Tushima pulled back softly and felt the warm liquid that was shining from Blank’s lips on her own, extending her tongue and tasting it, smiling at the flavor. She leaned back against Blank’s flower and extended her tongue slowly, tracing up between the opening but not moving in. Blank whimpered softly in pleasure and tried to push her hips even more onto Tushima’s tongue, and Tushima happily obliged, pressing her face right against it and sliding her tongue in to explore.

Blank arched her back as far as it could go, her softest place placed directly against Tushima’s face as her tongue explored inside of her lover, the experience of actually having a part of her inside Blank’s body driving her mind insane. Then Blank, almost too weak to move, fought the urge to just melt and sat up, taking her arms and pushing Tushima down, laying her down on the floor. Tushima looked confused until Blank once again laid down atop her, this time placing her womanhood atop Tushima’s face, while she went to work removing Tushima’s pants and panties. Throwing them to the floor, she moaned softly as Tushima continued her tongue’s infatuation with Blank’s petal soft folds, then stared happily down at Tushima’s own dripping womanhood, and she dove in for the kill, immediately setting about doing the same job as Tushima. The two women continued to powerfully lap up the fluids in the other’s most intimate place, drinking in the other’s essence as Tushima thought to herself. Blank could no longer hold in her pleasure and moaned loudly into Tushima’s flower, the rush of an even greater tasting fluid pouring onto Tushima’s awaiting tongue, Blank’s body once again hypersensitive, feeling every inch of Tushima’s skin against hers. Wanting to return the favor, Blank brought a new vigor to her task and slid her tongue all over Tushima’s petals, rubbing the small nub of her clitoris with the tip of her tongue, feeling the shock waves of pleasure run through Tushima’s entire body. As the pleasure came in waves over Tushima’s mind, she tried to continue cleaning up Blank’s womanhood, but found there was little more her body could do but lie still and enjoy Blank’s ministrations. Then came the crescendo, the first climax of her experience with a woman, electricity throbbing through every nerve, every inch of her skin and leaving her breathless, as though unable to ever breath again.

Blank rolled of Tushima and turned around slowly, placing one hand on Tushima’s stomach in a gesture of complete tenderness and security. Tushima smiled back at her lover, and caressed her face softly with one hand. Then Tushima looked down at Blank’s face.

“My love… I want to do more… please… let me do something… else,” she spoke slowly and with almost no fear of anything, no doubts forming in her mind.

Blank nodded as she finished riding her orgasm, panting softly as her heart heard Blank’s words and jumped, already starting to beat faster once more. The anticipation of what was about to happen was filled swiftly as Tushima shifted down and turned herself around, crossing her legs with Blank’s and moving her flower to Blank’s eventually pressing them together softly. At the soft brushing, soft moans escaped both lovers and they smiled at each other, Tushima pushing them all the way against each other, then beginning to move her hips against Blank’s, nodding at her lover as Blank began to copy her motions and rub their soft folds against each other, both moaning loudly as they did so, Tushima working extra hard to do her best, trying her damnedest to make it up to Blank, even though she knew she didn’t really have to. As the two stroked each other’s most sensitive of organs against each other, finding each other’s clits inside those lips and brushing them against each other, their eyes closed tightly and they moaned loudly, in unison, almost as thought their hearts and minds were linked. Blank could feel that neither of them could take much more of this before they would climax, so she slowed down the pace at which she pushed against Tushima, trying to keep the pleasure up, but not finish too soon.

Tushima couldn’t take it anymore and began to softly buck against Blank, pressing her womanhood directly against Blanks and pumping herself against her, moaning loudly and smiling at her lover as she joined in the act of going out in total ecstasy. Both felt a heat spread over their bodies and their faces flushed, pushing themselves even harder to make the other’s pleasure incredible. Blank pressed vigorously against Tushima and was pleased to hear the scream of pleasure that exploded from Tushima’s lips, her own scream just barely staying in her throat as Tushima kept increasing her pace, then let it out and her voice joined Tushima’s as the two exploded in their second release, and they lay softly against each other, panting and gasping in the dim light.

“Ohhhh…. Blank… that… was… incredible… I… love… you… so… much…” Tushima gasped out between her deep breathes.

“I love… you too… my beloved… Tushima…” Blank almost sighed happily as she said Tushima’s name and slipped her legs from Tushima’s, moving up and laying next to her, curling next to her lover and feeling Tushima’s arms wrap around her.

The two fell asleep in each other’s arms and slept of the night’s adventures, and the joys of their discovery after so many times of failing inside. As dawn rose over the horizon, Blank awoke to find Tushima, wrapped in a robe standing before the small window, having opened it slightly more, and she stood up, wrapping herself in the blanket that someone had placed on them, walking softly to where Tushima stood. They looked at each other with joy shining in their eyes and then as one their gazes shifted out to the dawn, feeling a sense of awed symbolism in watching that sun rise together, for the first time they watched it as one heart. Tushima rested her head against Blank’s shoulder and they smiled gently as the sun rose over the hills, casting its oranges and pale yellows over the sky, the black of the previous night retreating in the east. Blank kissed Tushima softly on the forehead and smiled again, knowing that last night both had forever pledged their love to each other in the greatest means they could see.

“My dear Tushima… I will stand by you forever my love, I will never leave your side.”

Tushima looked up and into Blank’s eyes, smiling at her, “And I the same my beloved Blank, I will never forsake our love, I will be here with you til the end of time.”

Downstairs Mute smiled softly to himself and walked out of the house, knowing that the happiness of two of his closest friends had been assured, but unfortunately he did not watch where he was going and stepped on an ice patch, slipping and falling on his face. He got up and brushed himself off, and started laughing at himself, the difference a smile made on his face startling, and he walked on down the sidewalk. Up in the attic Tushima and Blank watched this and giggled together at the accident-prone recluse, both knowing now that it had been him that put the blanket on them last night, and they thanked him silently. They looked into each other’s eyes and smiled, arms wrapping around each other and holding tight, smiling to themselves as they embraced, knowing that they would never have to leave it.

an>We looked at each other smiling, talking small and laughing.  We both knew what would come soon but we savored the moment.  I took her coat and her hand.  I led her into the living room and we sat comfortably on the couch together.  I poured her some wine and she took off her shoes.  We curled up on the couch, her leaning back into my arms as we talked about nothing in particular.  I looked into her eyes and then we leaned into each other and kissed.  Just one kiss, paused for a moment, and then we kissed again.  Passionately we kissed each other.  Our lips enjoined together, our tongues playing with each other a game of tag like kids would play.  She was in my arms and I was in hers.  Soon our hands began to explore each other as I put my hand behind her neck and ran my fingers up into her hair.  Holding her head in my hands, I could feel her lips pressing against mine as if to devour me.  My other hand found its way along her side and up against her breast.  My thumb moved out and across her hardening nipple as I began to cup and caress her.  Her hand found its way to my crotch and began to rub me through my shorts.  My erection began to form as her palm continued a gentle up and down motion.

            Our lips parted for a moment as we continued to look into each other.  I began to stand up and she followed me.  Taking her hand once again, I led her into the bedroom.  There we fell back into each others arms and kissed gently.  I started to unbutton her blouse until my hands could reach inside and massage her breasts through her light bra.  I pushed the straps off of her shoulders and ran my hands down her chest pushing the cups off of her, exposing her nipples to me.  I gently leaned down and kissed one.  Then the other and took it between my lips.  Her head dropped back for a moment as I sucked her nipple between my lips and grabbed it softly with my teeth.  I began to dart my tongue back and forth across her hardened nipple now.  She again rolled her head to the back and around until her hair touched my head.  My hands continued to massage her breasts and I unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way.  I took her blouse off of her and dropped it to the floor.  She reached down and grabbed my shirt off of me.  Again our eyes met and we kissed. 

            Stopping for a moment we looked at each other, embraced, and made talk.  Smiling and laughing we stood there with our bare chests pressed against each other.  My hands danced across the soft skin on her back.  Reaching down I found the edge of her jeans and pushed my fingers just into the top of them.  We continued to stand there and enjoy the image of each others’ face.  It did not take us long to kiss again, and then talk some more.  I could feel her nipples against my chest.  I could feel her breathing.  I took her lips with mine and closed my eyes, drowning for a moment in heaven.  I moved my hands around to the front of her jeans and unbuttoned them.  She quickly was doing the same with mine.  Pushing downward we both stepped out of our jeans while holding on to each other for support.  Still we went back into each others arms, feeling the warmth of skin against skin.  I pulled her panties down and placed a hand on her buttocks and another on her wet warmth between her legs.  She had her hand inside of my briefs holding my hardened cock.

            I took her to the bed and we laid down side by side facing each other and continued to play.  She rolled her hips back and spread her legs for my hand to have easier access to her wet hole.  I ran my fingers along her lips and across her clit.  I then ran them back down to her wetness and drug my fingers up along her, spreading her moisture up to her clit.  Circling her clit with my fingers I ran them back down and continued this pattern, bringing more of her juices up and around her clit with each successive pass until I had her extremely wet.  This whole time we were kissing and she was running her hand up and down the shaft of my cock slowly.  I continued my play on her clit until I moved my fingers downward one more time and inserted one, then two into her wet whole.  She stopped kissing me and let out a breath, her lips parting with a moan as I did this.  I drug more wetness from within her up to her clit and massaged it with my fingers, pinching it slightly and adding pressure over the top of it as it to jack it off.  Again my fingers drove downward to her hole and inserted easily inside of her.  Again I curled them and drug the juices up to her anxious clit.  She pushed her legs back more, spreading herself farther than before.  She began to moan, interrupting our kisses, I moved downward to her breasts and began to suck and lick them in earnest.  Her breathing became deeper and her breasts moved up and down a greater distance than earlier.  I continued to kiss my way down across her belly to the top of her pussy.  Taking a moment to breathe in the aroma of her scent, I kissed gently above her pussy and then on her clit.  I allowed my tongue to lick down and around her until her hand moved downward to rub her.  I moved her hand back as I sucked her clit into my mouth lick you would suck on a straw, moving my tongue back and forth across the top of it.  She again reached down and again I pushed her hand away.

            I stopped what I was downing and moved higher on the bed, motioning for her to come along.  When I had her positioned in the center of the bed I kissed her.  I kissed her again.  My hand running along her thigh and up to her wetness, her juices began to drain from her and run down her crack and unto the sheets below her.  I returned to tasting her and sucked her clit again into my mouth.  Again her hand came down and I pushed it gently away so I could lick and suck on her more.  Her hand continued to press towards her clit and I had to stop.  I moved over, setting myself between her legs and reached towards the stand next to the bed.  This posed my cock just inches away from her hole and she reached to place me into her.  “Not just yet,” I said, “I have something more.”  I pulled open the drawer where I kept my ties and pulled out several with one hand.  She smiled up at me and laughed.  “What are you going to do with those?”  I said nothing in return.  I just wrapped one around her first wrist and then tied the other end to the bed post.  I repeated the process with the other hand.  I did not tie them on tightly, if she wanted to she would be free easily.  “Let’s see if this will keep your hands from getting in the way of my treat.”  I returned my lips and tongue between her legs and enjoyed the taste of her juices as they ran down my chin and ran down her crack unto the sheets.  Soon a large wet area had formed under her buttocks and she began to wiggle greatly, raising her hips off the bed and moaning loudly.  The motion of her hips pressed her against my face harder and my sucking and licking became more feverish.  I knew she would soon cum hard.  She wanted to cum.  I stopped.

            I took another tie to her ankle and secured that to the bottom bed post and did the same with the other ankle, leaving her spread across my bed, unable to close her legs.  I returned to her pussy with my mouth and began running two fingers in and out of her.  The juices began to pour out more and she fought and struggled to press her hips upward against my face as I sucked on her clit and tickled it rapidly with my tongue.  With my other hand I began to assert pressure just above her clit.  She wildly tried to thrash about on the bed.  Her moans were replaced by small screams of pleasure.  She breathed deeply through her clenched teeth and then threw her head back.  She arched up and the juices flooded out of her.  Unable to make a sound she held her breath as her juices began squirting from deep with in her.

            I stopped what I was doing and slowly she relaxed a little while gasping for air.  I moved up so that I was kneeling at her crotch with my cock pressed against her moist pussy.  I entered her.  Slowly I pushed into her hole with my cock.  She opened her mouth as she felt me going into her.  Her back still arched slightly, her hands and legs restrained, I continued pushing into her until I was about four inches in, then I pulled out.  I pushed into her again, this time a little more, and again I pulled out.  Once again I pushed in, and in, and in until I was buried inside her very wet hole.  I slowly began to pump in and out of her, completely in control of my ministrations.  I continued this for a few minutes as her cum flowed out with each push, draining down over my balls and down joining the large wet spot on the sheets.

             I pulled my cock out of her and moved around so that it was next to her head.  She lifted her head up to take it in her mouth.  I moved closer and let her suck it in.  She licked her juices off of my cock and tasted herself on me.  A dab of precum ran off the tip of my cock and was forming a thread from my dick to her mouth.  I leaned across her and placed my cock over her.  She rammed her mouth over my dick, sucking it deeply into her.  I released the tie holding her far arm and she wrapped her hand around my cock.  She began to pump my cock and lick the tip.  The precum began to drip down and she would smear it around her lips using the tip of my cock.  Soon I could feel it building in my groins.  I sat back and told her I would cum.  She eagerly pumped me faster with her hand and aimed my cock at her waiting mouth.  She opened her lips and pumped quickly.  Her tongue teasing the head and shortly I exploded.  My cum shot out and onto her tongue and lips.  It squirted across her face and again into her mouth.  She continued to pump away at my cock.  My cum ran down her face and she took me into her mouth as I continued to spew forth my jism.  She sucked me down and licked my dick eagerly.  She swallowed all that was on her tongue and in her mouth and sucked me more.  My cum was smeared across her face and her hand.

            Soon she slowed, took my cock out of her mouth and smiled up at me, my cock still in her hand.  This was not just another day.  This was going to be a very good night.

scenery passing by, and him sneaking glances at her, as if he too, can’t believe they are finally going off alone together. 
Once out on the water, she can feel the peace of it fill her soul.  She sits in the bow of the boat, looking at the trees, the clouds, the water, anywhere but at him.  She is scared if she does he will know…know the secret thoughts she has had about him.  He is trying to be a friend, and she doesn’t want to demand more.  So she keeps her face averted, not letting him see her eyes, for in them he would surely see the longing she has to touch him…and that is something he must never know. 
They reach a quiet and secluded spot on the water and he throws anchor.  Coming to sit across from her, he captures her gaze and refuses to look away.  Compelled, she gazes back at him, letting down her defenses and putting in her eyes all she can’t say. 
“Tell me about it,” he says.
And for a moment, she thinks he means her thoughts and desires about him.  She wants to tell him, and her mouth starts to form the words to let him know how she thinks about him, how there are times when she looks at him and she longs to put her hands on his face, and draw it close to hers, and like a gentle whisper of air, brush her lips against his…just to see if it is magic…just to taste what heaven would be like…  She almost, almost murmurs that she sometimes looks at his hands, and imagines what they would feel like caressing her, stroking her body in wonderful ways, and that she tingles with the sensation, so real it seems…  But she remembers, just in time, that she can’t tell him this, that she has to keep it hidden.  So instead she looks away, and lets him think the tears that fill her eyes are from another pain, a different pain, an acceptable pain. 
He gently turns her face to his, making her look at him, and seeing her struggle to deny her anguish, he draws her into his embrace, seeking to comfort her, to help make it better.  She burrows deeper, inhaling his scent, his essence, and realizes, right or wrong, this was inevitable…fearing he will never know this same certainty.  She lays her head against his chest, and absorbs his warmth, knowing that this may be all she will ever have of him to cling to.   And so they sit, close together as the boat rocks on the water and darkness falls, silence like a blanket around them. 
She becomes aware of the chill of the night air, and trembles slightly.
“You’re cold,” he says, and reaches for a jacket to draw around her shoulders, accidentally brushing her breast.  She feels a jolt of awareness and sucks in her breath, hoping he has not noticed her response…but when her gaze meets his, she sees in his eyes an echo of her own reaction.  Without taking his eyes off hers, he slowly leans toward her, and ever so softly, his lips touch hers.  It is barely a breath before he backs away…gauging her reaction, absorbing his own.  And then they come together, quickly, hungrily, two people who realize at the very same instant that passion like this cannot be denied.  She twines her arms around his neck, pulling him closer; feeling his lips, his tongue, his teeth.  She wants more, needs more, gives more.  As he deepens the kiss, she runs her hands down his back, then up under his shirt, feeling the muscles play beneath her fingertips.  She strains to be closer, wanting to touch him and be touched by him.  His lips leave hers and trail down her throat, causing her back to arch, giving him access to her breasts.  Her nipples are hard, begging for his touch.  He kisses them through her clothes, but that isn’t good enough, she wants more…  She pulls her shirt over her head and reaches behind her, undoing her bra while he watches through half closed eyes.  She holds her breasts in her hands, watching him watch her, and wanting him in ways she never thought possible.  He reaches out, tracing a finger around her aureole, causing shivers to race through her…then he leans toward her and takes her nipple in his mouth, causing her to cry out with want.  He caresses her with his tongue, gently biting and nipping, causing her to grow moist with desire.  She wants him in her…filling her….
She becomes more brazen and boldly strokes his body.  She feels his erection between them, and slowly unzips his pants, taking him in her hands.  She can feel him pulsing with desire.  She looks at his face, sees that his eyes are closed, and knows that she has control over this moment…this heartbeat in time.  She strips him of his clothes and pushes him back against the cushions so he is almost reclining, and drapes her hair over his body, letting it fall gently over his chest and stomach, dragging it over him until she finally reaches the center of his need…brushing it softly over his penis, wrapping the silky strands around it, and using her hand to move the satin web up and down the shaft…  She can feel the tension mount within him, and feeling bolder, she slowly runs her tongue around the tip of his pulsating flesh, flicking it back and forth over the head, and then taking him deep into her mouth, she sucks on him with utter abandon while her hands stroke and caress him.  She hears his intake of breath and knows that he is as caught up as she is…
Suddenly he reaches for her, taking her by the shoulders and pressing her back against the seat…he leans over, and whispers in her ear, “Like I said, the first time will be all about me.”, and watches her as she spreads her legs, inviting him to come between them.  He slowly sinks into her, inch by inch, studying her face as she tries so hard not to cry out, to demand more…  Her hips thrust toward him as if of their own will, and her hands find their way to his buttocks, pulling him deeper in.  He buries himself, and feels her legs wrap around him, her body moving, enticing him, and bringing him closer to orgasm.  Her moist heat is almost more than he can take, and she is so tight…he can feel her body clenching around him as her own release builds…it is coming so fast…almost too fast…but they had both been waiting for so long, without knowing what they were waiting for…and they can feel it building as their bodies are pounding together, thrusting, heaving…and finally it breaks over them both, waves of dizzying heat and satisfaction.  He pulses into her, feeling her spasm around him, and they lose their breath to the sensations….
Slowly they become aware of where they are, and what they have done…and when she looks at him, she can read the concern, the worry in his eyes, about what her reaction to this encounter will be.  She leans closer, her trailing hair causing new tremors of excitement, and smiles saucily, whispers in his ear, “As long as next time is all about me…”

rom her back pocket. She felt a presence...like she was being watched, but didn't care. She was worried about Ian. When she put the phone to her ear, two hands wrapped around her, one around her mouth and one around her waist.

A shadow came out of the bushes with a large object resembling a bat. Tears ran down her face as she jumped and thrashed, trying to free the vice-like grip. The other figure pulled something out of his pocket, watching as the figure tied Ians, hands behind his back and put something over his mouth. The figure picked up Ians lifeless body and drug his body through the thick brush into a clearing away from the path, as the other figure drug her, following right behind.

While the man tied Ian to a thick birch tree the other man kicked the back of her knees, making her whimper as she droppped to the ground. The moonlight cast an eerie glow on everything, just barely lighting things up enough to see. The man walking towards her was a large man, with steel blue eyes and an evil grin that showed no remorse.  The worried look on her face and the pain in her eyes made him laugh.

"If you behave nicely, we won't kill your boyfriend, but if you tell anyone about this, we will. Got it you little bitch?!"

Her gaze fell to the ground, trying to hold back the tears. "Okay" was all she could mutter.

He backhanded her as hard as he could, leaving a bright red handprint on her face and splitting her lip.
"You will address me as 'Master' you dirty whore."

Face stinging so bad it made her eyes water. "Yes Master". A part of her hoped that Ian would wake up so she would know he was okay, but the rest of her was glad he wasn't going to witness any of this, she couldn't have been more ashamed.

Cupping her face, "If you scream, it's going to hurt both of you." Pulling her head up, making her look at him. "Such a pretty face, and a nice body." He said as he grabbed her tits hard, making her wince. Taking her shirt off, he pinched her hard nipples before taking one in his mouth. Jennifer felt her insides tighten as he flicked his tongue against the very tip.

All of a sudden he stopped and ripped her shorts off. The cold breeze blowing across her bare flesh made her shudder as it sent a chill down her spine, making her nipples harder. He ran his fingers across her slit, before brutally thrusting 2 fingers into her dry pussy. Making her jerk and cry out in pain. He kept sliding them in and out, not very deep but enough to make her whimper. He finally started rubbing her clit, relaxing her enough, and getting enough lubrication that it didn't hurt as bad.

"Well Jimmy, would you look at this. The whore is starting to like it." Jimmy replied with a laugh. "I guess we'll have to change that...wait a minute. This bitch is still a virgin!"

"God please no! I'll do anything but that!" she said, giving him a pleading look.

He laughed to himself, looking into her eyes. "If you behave, then we won't. But if you don't behave, I'm gonna make tonight be one of the most painful experiences of your life."

 He started fingering her again, she winced in pain every time he hit her hymen. He suddenly stopped...and slid 2 fingers into her ass making her scream. He slapped her again.

"Shut up bitch...if we get caught, we're gonna kill you."

She bit her lip so hard it started to bleed. as he forced 2 more fingers in. So caught up in the pain, she didn't notice what Jimmy was doing, when she felt something being tied around her wrists, binding them so tight it felt like it was about to cut off circulation. He stood up and unzipped his pants, his cock sprang out, forcing it past her lips.

"If you bite me, we'll kill you right here." he said looking at her as he started to fuck her face.

Jennifer obeyed, until she felt something pressing into her ass. Making her scream as he thrust his cock deep into her ass. She stopped sucking for a moment, until she knew she wasnt gonna bite down. She started sucking again, he made her stop before he came.

"Sorry bitch, but the opportunities too good to pass up." he told her as he lay down on the grass, pulling her on top of him, positioning his cock at her slit.

 "God NO! Stop please!" she begged and cried.

She looked up at Ian and noticed he was sitting there watching all of this with the most horrid look at in his eyes. Trying to mouth "I'm sorry" but the man slowly entered her until he hit her hymen. He pulled out a little bit making her think that he was gonna stop, until he thrust all the way in, making her scream as he broke through. The searing pain made her cry and her body shake from the abuse it was taking. He pulled out and thrust back in, doing it over and over, as the blood covered his cock. He was stretching her so wide, when she felt Jimmy pressing into her ass again. She screamed as he slowly pushed back into her ass. She cried harder then she ever has as she looked at Ian.

 "Fuck this bitch is so tight" he said to Jimmy before blowing his load. When all of a sudden they both heard sirens. Not sure if they were there for them or not, he quickly pinned her to the ground, choking her.

 "You made a big mistake. You dirty skank." Choking her until she almost passed out. Then they repeatedly kicked and punched her. She ended up passing out when they started stomping on her stomach, the last thing she remembered was coughing up blood.

She awoke sometime later to the sound of a monitor beeping. She seen Ian sitting there, with his head in his hands, tears running down his face. She slowly reached over and wiped the tears off his face.

Her throat was so sore, she coughed, hoping the pain would go away, but it didn't. She finally managed to whisper,

"Are you okay?"

"Oh baby" he said as tears filled his eyes again. "I'm fine, I've been so worried about you. I thought you were never gonna wake up." He said as he squeezed her hand. "I don't know if I could ever forgive...."

Putting her finger on his lips, "Lay with me, please."

He looked at the nurse, she smiled, telling him it was okay. Smiled at her reassuringly as she whispered "Don't worry dear she's safe now." Ian lay holding her for hours, until she finally made him go get something to drink. The nurse looked at Jennifer in the hospital bed.

"You know, he hasn't left your side for the past 4 days. He was so scared when you went into surgery, he really loves you". She said with a smile. She smiled back before drifting back off sleep. She kept having dreams of that night, the men had kept beating her, and hit her with the bat a few times, and then ran off as the sirens got closer. Ian had struggled to get free, as he finally he did, he ran over and gathered her in his arms and ran her back to the car. Covered in blood, he wrapped her in a blanket and put her in the car, speeding to the nearest hospital.

 

CHAPTER 2

She was in the hospital for a couple weeks, having numerous surgeries. She needed stitches in a number of places, had to have surgery to repair the internal damage. She later figured out, the sirens we're just passing by the park on the highway. Out of it all, she wished she could erase the look she had seen on Ians face. The next few weeks passed by so slow, she constantly woke up in a cold sweat with tears running down her face. Everytime, Ian held her close and a tear or two ran down his cheek since he knew he couldn't do anything more to help her.

 She always wore clothes to bed, and never let him see her naked, she didn't even want to see herself naked. Gashes and bruises covered her body. She had a shower everyday, hoping that pain from the boiling hot water would wash away her shame and guilt. But it never did.

4 months to the day, she never slept, staying awake all night, she just stared at the ceiling, hoping he wouldn't remember. She still wasn't anymore talkative and cheerful then she had been the past few months, it was killing him, but he never told her. He knew all he could do was hold her tight and tell her that he loved her.

Another 2 months had passed, and she had slowly been more open with him, that night, she asked him if he would come hold her for abit upstairs. He happily said yes. As they laid there and talked he held her as close as possible. She slowly turned around and gave him a long, passionate kiss, something she hadn't done since that night...he kissed her back and pulled her in tighter.

 She slowly stood up and slid off her clothes, in the dim light he noticed the scars that covered her body. Horrible reminders of that night. When she laid down next to him, he looked in her eyes and whispered,

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I'm happy just holding you..."

As she looked in his eyes she whispered "I want to Ian. I love you."

He softly laid her back on the bed and straddled her, "I'm gonna go slow though, just promise me you'll tell me if you want me to stop, or if I'm hurting you, ok?" She nodded and kissed him.

He broke away the kiss and started kissing her neck softly, slowly trailing down her chest, kissing all over each breast before sucking softly on her nipple. As a soft moan escaped her lips, he went to the other nipple, and sucked on that before continuing on his way downward. Kissing down each of her thighs, he kissed her clit, and then started flicking his tongue against it. Making her moan even more.

Sucking on it, he started to lick up and down her dripping slit. He lay there pleasuring her, watching her writhe and buck her hips in satisfaction. Finally he felt her grab his hair and arch her back, not even breathing, he licked up her cum until she finally dropped against the bed, completely exhausted.  Bringing himself up to her, to kiss her on the mouth, he said "I love you Jennifer". As he tried to get off her, she stopped him.

"Make love to me, please." she whispered as she kissed him deeply. As he positioned himself at her entrance, he looked into her eyes to see if it was indeed "okay". She nodded softly before he slowly started to slide into her. They both moaned outloud, feeling him enter her. He was all the way in her, when he stopped, and kissed her, relishing the moment, hoping it would never have to end. Slowly she started to move beneath him, signalling she was ready. Ian pulled almost all the way out, and slid all the way in, going deeper and deeper each time.

He continued this but slowly picked up his pace, until he felt her insides tighten and her nails dig into his back as she neared orgasm. He went slower but deeper each time, driving her over the edge, she got dizzy as she climaxed. Pulling him down ontop of her running her nails along his back, trying to catch her breath.

As soon as he felt her pussy clamp down on him, he couldn't hold back any longer. He tried to pull out but she stopped him, all of a sudden he came deep inside her. His body shook from the intense orgasm, before collapsing ontop of her. She smiled and kissed him, before they both drifted off to sleep.

ls were wonderful in the resturant. Sunny day coming on too.

We were sitting there just eating and checking eachother out, our eyes met several times and we smiled at one another, she had long brown hair and dark brown eyes, looked like she couldn't weigh over 115 pounds, 5'3" or 4" but she was a sweetie, she was doing some work on her laptop as I was too. I could see a rock on her finger, so I kinda lost hope that she might like to play. So we both left after eatting breakfast... I finished a long day walked into the elevator and there she was too, just getting off work too, she jumped in with me and we were both going to the same floor! Don't you just hate reading that! We found we were next door neighbors. Jana introduced herself and I did likewise... She asked how much I knew about laptops and invited me in her room so I might beable to help her out. In just alittle while I found she had a bad wire connected to her computer, and I had the same type wire so I offered her mine, for that evening anyway. I wanted no more to do with computers that night. I was tired of looking at a screen!

She looked so nice wearing a business suit, I loved the way her hair looked and she had taken off her jacket while I was checking out her puter... Her breasts cought my eyes right off... She knew I was looking at her body and she smiled as we seemed to have an attraction to one another, we got along really well, like we were in tune to one another. I thought. "Yessssssssss there's hope!"

She double checked with me wanting to make sure I didn't need my computer that night. I assured her I didn't. She suggested that maybe we could go downstairs later and have dinner later? I said. "I'm ready whenever you want me!" She smiled and said. "About sevenish then." I knotted agreeing with her. I went on over to my room closing the door, thinking this was interesting, maybe this could turn out to be a good trip. I walked over to the bedside taking off my clothes, so I could take a nice shower. After getting the water just right, I walked in thinking about Jana's body and the way she acted she seemed so nice to be with, just agreeable... The more I thought about her and pictured her in my mind, I found my hands stroking my long cock, the soap was so slippery, it felt great! Closing my eyes seeing Jana right there in my mind. Wishing I could have her even for just one night, I just knew we could share our feelings and our lust, that I felt we must both have built up in us. Both looking for something alittle extra or special.

I could tell by the look in her eyes, she wanted me, but she didn't know how to ask... I have those same feelings but I'm kinda shy too. I didn't jackoff in the shower and cum, I just had a hard-on for an hour just thinking about her, even after my shower, I just layed on the bed slowly stroking myself, pretending it was her soft touch, it was a nice time... Closing my eyes and just picturing Jana in my mind... I wanted her so much, But I knew it was a slim chance, her being married and all... Then a soft knock on my door! It was only six o'clock! I jumped up.. Not really knowing what to do, I grabbed my bath towel and said. "Who is it?" Jana said. "It's me Handsome." I could sure tell her voice even on the otherside of the door! There I was with a monster hard on! I wraped that towel around my waist and went and cracked the door open and asked what is it Jana? She said. "I can't get any work done! I was thinking about you! And she pushed the door open walking in saying. "What are you doing?" She looked down seeing my cock pushing the towel way out! She looked in my eyes smiling saying I hope that's all from thinking about little ol' me? I was red from embarrassment, not like me at all! But she came in so unexspectatly. She walked up to me hugging me, she could feel my large raging penis pushing into her tummy, she was just wearing a peach colored robe, she looked great! Her hair all damp from a shower she just took, I placed one hand in the small of her back and the other running my fingers through her hair holding the back of her head, I kissed her leaning her way backwords... It was the longest most passionate kiss I can remember giving any woman. 
We fit together so well not feeling any awkwardness between us, feeling our lust. I kept her bent backword kissing her all down her neck, she placed her hands on the side of my head and holding me to her. Her robe was falling open, So I picked her beautiful body up in my arms carrying her to my bed. 
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I laid her down, my towel falling to the floor. I continued kissing her neck softly bitting and licking my way to her shapely breasts, I sucked in her right nipple rolling it between my teeth bitting her ever so gently, her nipples sprang to life my left hand was feeling the firmness of her other breast, and I softly pinching her nipple between my fingers. She was squirming from the attention I was giving her breasts, soon her nipples were all shinny and wet from my licking and sucking. She said. "Beg, I'm so sensitive there." Her nipples were so hard, I loved the feeling of having them in my mouth. So I lifted up smiling at her pretty face her eyes almost glassy, for me she was saying take me, love me. I helped her out of her robe setting it out of our way, I rolled her over on her tummy, kissing her back all over, running my tongue all the way down her spine licking all the way through your nice ass crack continuing down your body kissing licking the insides of your legs bitting on those tendons behind her knees licking all that soft skin there, hearing her moaning with the pleasure I'm giving her, I continue on down licking kissing her calves bitting her heels licking the slow curves on the insides of your feet, I slowly sucked all her toes one after another then back over them all again, her toes curling all the while. I fept my hands busy too, massaging her strong calves.

I got up on my knees on the floor, and pulled Jana up so she was on her hands and knees, her pussy was right in my face, I had had spread her legs alittle, soon soon felt my long tongue taking long slow licks over her sweet soft pussy, she could feel my fingers opening her, others fingers probing finding that nice rosebud clit of hers, my fingers danced around and around it, I could hear her crying out so softly. her body just shook there for several minutes and soon there were tiny droplets of her juices dripping from her pubic hairs, my tongue was busy retrieving them all, your womanly scent and her taste was so arousing to me my fingers played in all her slippery wet meat, she has the finest pussy I kissed it licking it, making her so wet and ready. I long for the time to slide my long cock deep in her... I love taking my time gently rubbing her clitoris driving her wild was so nice too.

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o kiss me gently and I look upon her eyes and her smile.  The light that radiates from her tells me that I am loved.  I kiss her back gently upon her lips and she kisses me again.  Now a soft voice rises up to my ears, “I love you so very much.”  We kiss again and I tell her that I know.  I know because I feel loved.

     Our kisses continue and now my hand brushes across her breast.  She responds by pushing outward against my hand.  I massage her gently through her shirt and feel her nipple harden under her bra.  I unbutton her shirt and reach inside.  She stops her kiss long enough to smile at me, “I want you,” she says.  I undo the clip at the front of her bra and begin to rub her nipple between my fingers, feeling it enlarge.  I stop and unbutton her shirt more.  I kiss her again.  My hands work their way down the front of her shirt and twist each button free as they go.  I now have her shirt open and her breasts fall free of her bra.  With both hands I now cup and massage them, playing with her nipples and kissing her lips.

     We stay quiet knowing that the children are asleep just a few windows away.  The quiet of the evening and coolness of the air leaves nothing for our senses but each other.  She stays quiet, leaning against my chest with that smile upon her face, she allows me to continue feeling her breasts against my hand.  The skin is soft yet they remain firm and feel almost moldable in my hands.  I enjoy this intimacy that we share.  Her smile reaffirming to me that she likes what I am doing.  She rocks steadily against my body as I continue to watch the evening sky with her.  It seems so natural what we do now, standing to gaze at the sky with her chest exposed and my hands massaging it so gently.

     She reaches up with her face and we kiss again.  She has a grin upon her face and I know that she is happy.  With a hand she reaches behind her and opens my pants.  She reaches into my underwear and begins to play.  My cock had already begun to harden before this and now it comes fully to life as she pulls her hand back and forth along it.  Her fingers wrapping themselves around me, she has my hardness in her hands.  She knows that I like this.  She continues to smile while looking at the stars, her chest pushing against my hands and her body dancing against me.

     My one arm now stretches down and across her body as I reach for the ‘V’ at the front of her skirt.  Her chest heaves slightly as she draws a deep breath as I rub my hand firmly into her crotch.  She pushes herself against my hand.  I know that she is already wet and that she wants this.  I know because I love her and she feels that love.

     I continue to massage her through her skirt and move my other hand down so that both hands will bring her towards them all the more.  I move my head downward a little so as to kiss her ear.  I nibble softly for just a few seconds and then gently kiss her neck once, twice, and then bury my face into the nook between her neck and her shoulder.  I kiss her neck repeatedly and she turns her head to meet my lips with hers.  Our lips intertwine and our tongues dance now as she pushes her hips to meet my hands.  My hands traverse the form between her legs and her crotch with my thumbs facing inward to trace the line where her wetness is.  My thumbs slide repeatedly across her now swollen clit and then down across her lips.  Each time that my hands begin to trace down, she pushes her hips outward to meet resist against my hands.

     She momentarily stops working her hands against my stiffness and pulls up the front of her skirt.  She is kissing me deeply as she pulls her panties down, lifting one leg and then the other.  She drops them to the deck as my hands now massage her exposed vagina.  She opens her stance to allow me further access to her.  I continue to rub my hands up and down across the fullness of her crotch while running my thumbs in the same pattern that I have been.  I allow my thumbs to brush across her clit and then trace them along the inner edges of her lips pulling them slightly apart as they go downward and then upward.  She pushes her warmth against my hands with each pass they make, but now with her fully bare against my skin I allow my index fingers to push into her as they curve under and between her legs.  I feel how wet she now is.  She is beginning to flow out from within her and it drains downward.  My fingers help to spread her wetness.

     She reaches around me again, this time pulling my pants downward to free me enough to get my cock out and into her hand.  She is arching her back as she massages my member with one hand and with the other she reaches around my neck.  Her exposed breasts are pointing out towards the evening sky as we continue our evening dance.  Her hand is wet from my excitement as my hands are wet from hers.  We continue to kiss and to dance.  Our breathing matched as we both labor with passion.  I want her.  She wants me.  This is how it is supposed to be.  We are in love and we want each other.

     She releases my neck and then my cock.  She straightens her back and moves forward.  She smiles and looks back at me as she raises the back of her skirt.  I move forward and lower my pants a bit more to allow my cock to move.  She keeps her skirt with one hand and with the other she guides me into her.  She is warm.  She is wet.  I slid into her slowly, feeling her swollen lips swallowing me, pulling me into her.  I inch forward until my hips are pressing against her buttocks.  I am fully into her.  She is bending forward and now grasping the railing with both hands.  She is pressing against me and I am pressing against her.  We do not move at first, both of us enjoying the complete intimacy experienced when you are joined as one.  I am a part of her; she is a part of me.

    Now, slowly at first, we begin to move.  I am moving in and out of her.  She presses back as I move in and she holds firm as I move out.  With each movement out, more and more of her fluid is allowed to run out of her.  It flows down and forms two rivers, one running down each leg.  I know that the coolness of the air accentuates the feeling of this liquid against her leg.  I know she feels it.

     My hands hold onto her hips as I am now using more energy to make quicker thrusts.  Her mouth is wide open to allow herself to take deep and quick breaths.  Her head is turned upward and she moans quietly when she closes her lips.  Soon she tells me, “I will cum soon, I am going to cum.”  Now one hand releases the rail and moves to find her clit.  She plays with herself as I am driving my cock in and out of her.  Her own wetness covers her hand and she uses her own juices that have mixed with mine to oil her clit.  She pinches her clit in her fingers and rubs it franticly.  I know that she is close now.  I keep up the pace even though it is with exertion to continue moving so fast and forceful.  She continues to breathe hard and her hand remains between her legs.  She is now rubbing her clit forcibly as I am pounding my dick into her.  She throws her head back even further and with a frenzied and breaking voice says, “Now, I am cumming, I am cumming!”

     I feel her wetness flooding outward as she squeezes her legs together.  Her hand presses firmly against her clit as I pump the final few times before I let myself go.  As she is still cumming I release my hot liquid into her.  I press my hips firmly against her buttocks, burying me as deep into her as I can go.  I feel my cock spasm and pump loads of hot sperm into her as she spasms within herself.  We are both cumming now, together we are cumming.

    We stay like this for what seems a long moment.  She whimpers quietly as she struggles to catch her breath.  Soon she pulls away from me, allowing my cock to drop out from her, allowing our juices to spill out of her.  Her skirt drops down as she straightens up, hiding her from view.  She steps back into my arms, my cock still exposed and covered with our lovemaking, pressed up against her skirt.  She pushes against my chest and I wrap my arms around her.  Her arms reach across her and hold my arms.  Her shirt is still open and her breasts are still exposed.  We kiss, we smile, we look back out onto the evening sky.  This is what it means to be loved.

aces that involved you.  Your lips so moist and full, if I could have the smallest taste of them I would truly know heaven.  I wanted so badly in this moment to get off the couch we are both on move between the TV and you then kneel next to where your face is, and go in for the best kiss you’d ever have.  Each time my mind takes me to one of these places your voice brings me back to reality.  After I would have kissed you I would have picked you up and carried you to the bed.  Once there I would have slowly helped you strip.  “Haha, that was funny.”  You take me away from my fantasy long enough to laugh.  As I am pulling your shirt off I stop it right as it covers your face and I start to tease you by kissing your neck.  You work your shirt off as I am sucking on your neck.  You start to giggle in real life and in the fantasy.  You lift your back off of the bed a little so you can pull your bra off.  I slowly work my kissing down to your beautiful nipples.  With my mouth on your left nipple and my left hand pinching your right you start breathing heavy.   I pull away from your breasts and kiss you the most passionate kiss of your life.  As I pull away from our perfect embrace I move down toward your waist.  My hands find their way to your jeans button and pull it apart slowly, followed by slowly pulling down your zipper.  I give a small tug on your jeans and you lift your rump off the bed enough that your pants come off with ease.  As you start talking to me in real life I am pulling your pants off of your ankles.  “You know my birthday is next month?”  You say to me.  “Really?  I might have to get you something.”  I reply.  You give me that sweet friendly smile and go back to watching the movie.  After I pull your pants off of your feet you cross your right knee over your left but leave your foot on the right side.  This sexy pose gets me completely ready for what is about to happen.  Although I am not going to let it happen just yet.  I put my hands on your knees and get done on my knees off the bed and pull you closer to me.  Your black lacy underwear is thin enough that I can see through them.  I smell the musty smell that I knew I would as I get my face very close to your thighs.  I give a very soft kiss on each thigh and move my mouth to your panties.  I slowly take in a deep breath of that sweet smell.  My mouth is watering and I can hardly wait to taste you.  I move my face to your belly button and give it a kiss.  As I bring my head back down I grab onto your panties with my teeth and pull them down as I go.  Once I get them to your knees I pull them the rest of the way to the floor with my hand.  I put my hand that isn’t holding your panties to your clit and start playing with it.  I can feel your heart racing as I put my other hand on your left breast.  My mouth is watering so much that I have to have a taste of your glistening pussy.  As my lips touch yours your whole body starts to quiver.  I taste your juices for the first time and I know that I want to taste them every day for the rest of my life.  I start sucking on your clit as I put my pointer finger in your pussy.  You moan loud enough that I’m glad there is nobody around for a couple hundred feet.  As I pull my finger back out it glistens and you stop breathing until it’s out all the way.  I stop sucking on your clit long enough to look at your juices all over my finger.  I started licking your slit all the way up and down then chose a spot to continue my attack.  I take the soaked finger to your mouth and you know just what I want.  As you clean my finger I hit your g-spot with my tongue and you orgasm and spray my face with your juices.  Your orgasm starts your whole body shaking and I use my hand to keep you down as I catch as much of the nectar as I can.  You come off of your cloud and give me that smile that would make me hard if I wasn’t already.  I pull my face away from your pussy and move to your face for another very passionate kiss.  As we are kissing you take my manhood into your hand through my pants.  As we break our lip-lock you unbutton my pants.  You slowly unzip them and my cock stands at attention as my pants fall to my knees.  I get off the bed and pull my pants and boxers off.  I lay on the bed next to you again and we kiss again.  You slowly move me onto my back and move your head to mine.  You tease the tip with your tongue as you lap up my pre-cum.  You kiss all the way down to the base of my shaft where you pull one of my balls into your mouth.  As it pops out you bring your hand up to stroke my scrotum.  You give me a very sly smile and put the head into your mouth.  Your mouth feels so warm that I think I’m going to blow my load right there.  I manage to hold it in as you take all of my cock into your mouth.  You hold it there for a second then pull all but the tip out and bob your head back down again.  Your mouth acts just like a vacuum and the pressure only adds to the pleasure.  I reach my hand down and grab on to one of your breasts.  After only about thirty more seconds of your head bobbing I feel myself getting ready to explode.  As I say that I’m about ready to you pull the whole thing in to your mouth and just wait.  I grunt loudly as I release my load into your throat.  You pull a little of my cock out of your mouth as I spurt even more cum into your mouth.  I spurt six times before I’m all out.  You swallow the last bit as you pull off of my cock.  You start to lick it up as you clean it.  Again you give me that smile and I’m instantly ready for more.  I pull you close and give you another kiss.  I taste my man juices still in your mouth.  You break the kiss off and position yourself over my still hard cock.  We lock eyes and you slowly start to lower yourself.  With my cock poking at your entrance, you give me that sly grin again and drop all the way down, we both groan at the same time.  After we get used to the feeling you open your eyes and move close enough for another kiss.  I slowly start moving in and out of you and give you that kiss you were waiting for.  We hold each other so close as we slowly get into a motion.  I roll us over so you are on your back with me on top.  I pull away from the kiss and focus on my in and out motions.  We are both getting very close and you pull forward and embrace me as I continue.  As soon as our lips touch we both release our orgasms.  I feel your muscles milking me for everything I’ve got.  We lay back on the bed still in our embrace.  You break our kiss and put your head on my shoulder and there we stay for the rest of the night… “Wow.  I can’t believe how long it’s been since I saw that movie.”  You say as you stand up.  “Hey are you listening to me?”    “Oh, yeah sorry.”    “Geesh someone is tired.”    “No not really I was just thinking.”    “Well were you even paying attention to the movie?”  “Yeah It’s a good one it’s been too long since I’ve seen it.”    “What is there an Echo in here.”  You mock.

holding her, talking to her, tears rolling down my face, and dripping onto our joined hands.

I met Katie when I was sixteen, and as young as I was, straight away knew that she was the one that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Katie must have felt the same, because after that, every free minute we had was spent together. Yes we had rows, but it wasn't long before we laughed, kissed and made up, it was funny, we liked the same things, music, food, films and dancing. When we got together sexually it was the first time for both of us, so we taught each other, experimenting touching each other, finding out what each of us liked, Katie's sucking my cock and me licking and tonguing her beautiful pussy, bringing her to an orgasm without entering her. One day she noticed me pulling one of her pussy hairs out of my teeth, so she got my razor and a towel, laid on the bed and told me to shave her pussy, this I did, and she never let hair grow on it again, so of course to be fair I let Katie do the same to me.

Katie was really beautiful with long blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes and a lovely little slightly turned up nose, she could have had any boy she wanted, there was always loads that would have loved to have had a chance. We got married when we where eighteen, I never was a brain box, but I was good with my hands. And with me working as a mechanic at my dads garage and Katie's job as a hairdresser we made enough money to buy a small house.

Children would have come along later, but we had decided to wait, in fact Katie had come off the pill the week before the accident.

So after Katie had gone my life took a bit step down, I cried every night for two weeks when I got home, every thing I did reminded me of her. It was Ted that kept coming round, making me eat, sitting and listening to me as I talked about Katie. Ted's wife who was also Katie's friend used to come as well, but she was no better than me and we both used to cry.

So as you can imagine I wasn't really looking forwards to going out. Anyway Saturday arrived, I got showered, dressed casual but smart and waited for Ted to pick me up. Eight clock and he was knocking at my door, Pat his wife was in the car, when she saw me she looked and said to Ted he comes up quite nice, I smiled thanked her for the compliment and asked where are we going. Ted then said about this new night club, that had just opened in town, and he thought we should give it a look.

So there we where stood outside a night club queuing to get in, I felt a tap on my shoulder, looking up saw one of the bouncers, it was one of the blokes from the gym, where I go weekly. Come on he said you don't need to stand out here, we walked past the rest of the people straight into the club. Simon explained to the young girl behind the desk that we where his guests. So we never paid, I thanked him saying that I owed him one, he laughed and said its good to see you out, simon took us inside showing us round, introducing us to all the staff. It turned out he was the manager, so we got special treatment.

As we stood at the end of the bar waiting for a drink, the barmaid came across, simon introduced her, mike this is Katie, I looked at this girl, she looked about twenty one, had short mousy coloured hair, blue eyes and was about six inches shorter than me. Katie shook hands with Ted and Pat and when she took hold of mine I swear I got a electric shock, her hand was soft and warm and it felt nice to be holding it, I looked into her eyes saying hello I'm mike nice to meet you, I realised I was still holding her hand and let go like it was hot, I felt the blood rush to my face and apologised, it okay Katie said. And hurried off.

Simon laughed and said do you always have that effect? Its the first time that I have seen Katie blush. Both Ted and Pat laughed, we got our drinks, found somewhere to sit, so we could watch the dancing. I was still nervous, and I felt guilty, it didn't feel right been here with out my Katie, Pat must have read my mind she leaned across asking are you all right? Yes it just feels strange, she squeezed my hand saying Katie wouldn't want you to be sad, she loved you and she would have wanted you to find some happiness.

Maybe Pat was right, Katie didn't like it when I was unhappy. Ted got us another drink, Pat had volunteered to drive and was only drinking fruit juice, and after a couple more drinks I felt more relaxed.

Pat got hold of Ted and laughing pulled him onto the dance floor, I watched as the pair danced, they made a good couple, its good to see two people that are in love. The way they danced, there was nothing forced, they where both laughing and touching each other, not sexually just a light intimate caress.

I was watching them dance smiling to myself, when a voice asked if they could sit down, looking up it was Katie, of course you can, she sat down next to me, not touching, do you dance? I used too but I have not for four years.

Because of the music every time we talked we had to get close so we could hear each other. Katie asked what I did for a living, mechanic I answered not very glamorous, she laughed and said I don't know you look pretty good on it, for the second time I felt myself blush. I looked into her eyes and said no, if anyone looks good its you. We sat talking, watching Ted and Pat dancing, laughing at some of the moves Ted did, she was so easy to talk to.

When I leaned towards Katie to talk, I could smell her perfume and her hair, it felt natural being with her, it was like we had known each other all of our lives, it turned out that she was twenty six and had only just moved into town, and used to live in a city, but had got fed up with all the hustle and bustle, so moved here where it was nice and quiet.

The music slowed down and the DJ put some slow ones on, Katie got hold of my hand and asked me to dance with her, I led her onto the dance floor and started dancing holding her waist, not pulling her too close, I didn't want seem to foreword, Katie looked up into my eyes, and whispered in my ear, hold me tighter I don't bite, don't be scared, so I pulled her into me, her body seemed to mould into mine, her head was laid on my chest, our bodies moved in a slow sensual dance, we seemed to know what the other one wanted. A couple of times I gently kissed the top of her head, I didn't mean too it just seemed right.

For the first time in four years I was getting aroused, and I was hoping Katie didn't feel my cock getting hard. Katie looked up into my face, looking me in the eyes said kiss me mike kiss me. Lowering my head I gently brushed her lips, she pushed back, her tongue pushing in between my lips, I opened my mouth and our tongues met, her lips where soft and Katie moaned softly into my mouth as we kissed.

When our lips parted we where both out of breath, I couldn't believe it, we where still moving in time to the music, Katie gasped and said that was good, yes it was, I think we better get a drink, I took her hand and went back to the seat, as we walked back Ted and Pat both looked at me and smiled. Ted said to Katie I don't know what you have done to mike, but that is the first time we have seen him dance or smile for along time.

Ted got us all another drink, I asked Katie, wont your boss mind you spending all this time away from the bar. Katie laughed, no its fine, they can manage without me for a while. She was still holding my hand, as we sat and talked. The DJ announced that the next couple of records would be the last for the night, Katie stood up and pulled me onto the floor, Pat did the same with Ted, but this time there was no awkwardness, and we moulded together like two pieces of a jigsaw our bodies moving as one, I lifted Katie's head up and lowered my lips to hers, placing my hands on her gorgeous arse, pulling her into me, not worried this time if she felt my erection. Katie responded by moaning into my mouth and pushing her hips tighter into me.

As the record finished we parted, she said I could get used to that, I bet that what you say to all the blokes that you dance with, she let go of my hand, looked at me and said, only the ones I like and that was you, and stormed away.

Pat looked at me as I walked back, what on earth did you say to Katie, so I told her, you fool, she really likes you, you really are a fool sometimes. Pat walked away, I felt like a right idiot, what had I done. The only woman in four years that I had connected to and ive blown it.

To be continued.

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