by Jamie Knight
His cock felt good inside me, but it was so big that it hurt.
“Ehh,” I groaned, trying not to wince.
“Are you okay, my little love?” Craig asked, stopping and looking down at his cock that was just a couple of inches inside my pussy.
I looked down too and loved how most of it was hanging just outside my pussy, as if it couldn’t wait to get in. I nodded.
“Keep going,” I told him.
“Okay,” he said, and pushed in further.
There was a tearing feeling and I cried out, “Ouch!” but he held my head close to his chest while playing with my nipple with his other hand.
That felt really good and after a moment the pain dissipated. I only felt sweet, intense pleasure.
“Yeah,” I moaned, into his neck.
He started kissing me again as he pushed himself all the way inside me.
“That feel good?” he asked.
“It feels amazing.”
Now he was all the way inside me, cramming my pussy full, gripping my ass check as he stuffed me with his huge cock. Now that the pain was gone and I realized I was no longer a virgin, another thought struck me.
“Craig,” I said, breaking away from his kiss. “You’re not wearing a…”
“Shhhh,” he told me, kissing me again as he pushed his cock in and out of my pussy. “I want to claim your virgin little pussy with my bare cock. I want to cum in you. I want to put a baby in you.”
I looked up at him, surprised to hear that, but enjoying the feeling of closeness, physically and emotionally, between us, and his lips on mine. I kissed him back, feeling at one with him, his cock lodged deep inside my pussy, his hands all over my body.
Suddenly all I could feel was the best orgasm of my life coming on.
“I’m cumming,” I told him, my nails scratching at his back. “Craig. Oh, my God, I’m cumming.”
“Good,” he said, pounding my pussy harder now, making me feel waves of sensations all over my body. “That’s my good little girl. Cum on my cock. I’m going to cum in your pussy.”
I was gasping and moaning, and he was holding me tight so that I didn’t wiggle away from him out of sheer pleasure while his cock was attacking my pussy in the throes of passion. We were both calling out each other’s names, and I felt his cock start to pulse and throb in me and then I felt a warm wetness flood my pussy.
“I’m shooting my load of cum into your tight little pussy,” Craig said. “I’m marking you as mine. Claiming you as my own forever.”
We were both panting hard as he finished, and then we collapsed on the bed, sweaty and satisfied. As he wrapped his strong arm around me and I put my head on his chest, I knew we were going to fall asleep like this – the perfect afternoon nap after the best way to lose my virginity that I could ever imagine.
Chapter 7 - Melissa
A week later, I was dutifully serving ice cream to customers at Unicorn Dairy while waiting excitedly for Craig to come in. He had gone to Baltimore during the week, where he had a store that needed his attention, but he said he would be back today. We had had video chats every day while he was gone, and had lots of hot phone sex, of course.
We had had sex quite a few more times in person last weekend before he had to leave. He had told me that he couldn’t get enough of me. That I shouldn’t worry about anything because he would always take good care of me.
I still wasn’t sure how it was all supposed to work, though, and I did worry a little bit, for a couple of reasons. First, if my parents found out about this, it would be the perfect excuse for them to not pay my tuition and continue to keep my life a living hell. Second, there was the whole “I want you to have my baby” thing that Craig liked to mention during sex but then never talk about in real life.
I wasn’t sure if he was overcome with emotion during that time and didn’t really mean it, or if he was still figuring out the logistics in real life. I was still figuring out the logistics, considering that I wanted to go to college.
I could see myself having Craig’s baby, but I wasn’t sure that right now was the best timing. I had gone and gotten a prescription for the Pill, which I had never needed before since I wasn’t having sex, and I told myself to tell Craig that I wanted to wait until I had graduated from college.
That was just such a weird conversation to imagine having, though, when he and I hadn’t even officially said we were in a relationship. So, I was a little nervous about that, but otherwise, things were going great. I always loved seeing him on video and I couldn’t wait to see him in person. He had said he might arrive earlier than he’d originally planned, because he had hurried here to see me as soon as possible.
Sure enough, he walked in just as I was finishing up with the last customer, carrying flowers and wearing a big grin on his face. The customer walked out just as Craig was walking in, and they nodded hello and goodbye to each other.
I smiled, my heart beating faster, wondering how soon we were going to go “public.” Apparently, it was pretty soon, since he didn’t seem to care who might see him bringing in the flowers.
But as he set them on the counter and leaned over it to kiss me on the cheek, who should walk in but Marla Bash and little Jimmy.
“What the fuck?” she yelled, clearly having seen Craig kiss me. “So you’re just going to go around dating your high school employees while ignoring eligible, full grown women like me?”
“I’m not in high school,” I rushed to tell her, suddenly scared.
I was quite sure she’d go tell my parents, and that they would kick me out. It seemed like they had been looking for an excuse to be rid of me and not have to pay for my college tuition, either – and this would be the perfect reason.
What was I thinking? Yes, I love Craig, but I’m being so stupid.
The realization that I’d thought that I love him crossed my mind at the same time that Marla said, “Oh, please. You graduated all of two days ago or something, right? Let’s not play semantics here. You are far too young for him.”
“You’re not that much older than I am,” I reminded her, but Craig looked at me and shook his head.
“Marla, I won’t tolerate disrespect towards my employee, let alone my girlfriend,” he told her, and she looked as shocked as I felt to hear him call me that. “You need to order your ice cream and leave, or just leave.”
“Fine!” she exploded. “You clearly don’t value my business enough to respect me. Come on, Jimmy. We’ll get ice cream at Dairy Queen. And while we’re there, we’ll tell everyone to avoid Unicorn Dairy because Craig Peterson sexually harasses his employees!”
She turned around and left, with poor Jimmy turning his head around and frowning at me, clearly wanting to stay, but I was too worried about myself – and Craig – to try to console him.
“That was crazy,” I said, as soon as they were gone. “She’s going to go tell the whole town, and couldn’t that get you into trouble with your business? And it will definitely get me into trouble with my parents.”
“Melissa.” He said my name sternly, causing me to look right into his eyes. “I said I wanted to be with you forever. To claim you as my own and protect you. Did you think I wasn’t serious?”
“Umm, no, I didn’t think that,” I said.
“You were serious, too, right?” he asked.
“Yes. Of course. I just didn’t know what to expect. How fast we were going to let everyone know, and…”
“Look,” he said, taking my hand and cutting me off. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone. I’ve never been so sure about anything. I don’t want you to doubt my love for a second. Let’s make this happen. For real.”
“Okay, yes, let’s!” I said, suddenly feeling so happy.
I think I didn’t want to let myself believe this could actually be happening. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before and I almost didn’t feel worthy of it.
And then, as if I needed anything else to not believe was h
appening today, Craig came around to the side of the counter and brought me out from behind it, leading me by my hand. Then he got down on one knee and pulled out a little blue box from his pocket.
“Melissa Mason, will you do me the honors of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?” he asked.
“Yes!” I shouted, so happy I could cry.
He scooped me up into his arms and put me on the counter. I wrapped my legs around his strong waist and we kissed passionately, not caring one bit if anyone should walk in and see us.
“Listen,” he said, putting his finger under my chin and bringing my eyes up to look at him. “I know you have concerns about your parents but whatever happens, I’ve got your back. You can come live with me. You can fly in my private plane to your school in the fall and of course I’ll pay your tuition and any expenses you need. I also have a shop up in Philly that I visit pretty frequently, and we could make that our home base while you’re in school. I have a house there, too, of course.”
“Oh, of course,” I said, laughing.
I couldn’t believe I was going to marry someone so fabulously rich, who would take care of my every need. I was the luckiest girl in the world.
“I know this could do some damage to this branch of Unicorn Dairy, since it’s such a small, conservative town and my reputation could suffer,” he said. “But I hope people will come around and understand that you can’t stop true love. And if not, I have other branches that will hold us together.”
“Okay,” I told him, as we kissed again. “True love, huh?”
“Yes,” he said. “True love. With true love, we can conquer anything, right?”
“We sure can,” I said. “But there’s just one more thing.”
“I know what it is,” he said.
I looked up at him and he smiled down at me.
“You don’t want to have my baby just yet,” he said.
“Uh, yeah,” I told him, blushing.
“You’ve brought that up and it’s a fair concern. I know you want to go to college and business school. I can support those dreams and goals. I don’t think that having a baby would get in the way of them, as I’d be a very supportive, hands on father,” he said, and my heart jumped, because I could picture that already. “And I really am dying to knock you up! But I can also be patient and wait until you’re ready. You don’t have to rush into it just because I want to. I know we’re at different stages in life.”
“Thank you,” I told him, as we hugged. “My future husband.”
“You’re welcome,” he said. “My future wife.”
Chapter 8 - Craig
I was so glad that Melissa had said she would marry me. It had been driving me crazy, not being able to be with her every day. I wanted her to be by my side at all times, and never be apart from her.
“Let’s close down the shop and go to my house to celebrate,” I proposed.
“Okay, but won’t you miss out on sales?”
“That’s nothing,” I told her. “But you know what? Maybe I’ll call Kyle again and see if he can swing by. He’s always down for working extra hours.”
“Yeah, but little does he know what kind of drama he might be walking into.”
“That’s true,” I told her. “I’ll go ahead and fill him in, just so he’s not surprised.”
She looked at me with her mouth hanging open slightly, as if she still couldn’t believe how serious I was.
“So, you’re just going to tell him that you and I are a couple now?” she asked me.
“Yep,” I said. “But not just any old couple. An engaged one, at that.”
“I’m not sure that’s the best way to make sure we don’t surprise him,” she laughed.
“True. But at least he’ll be surprised by us and not by crazy Marla stopping by again to fill him in.”
“Good point.”
I gave her the key to my house this time. As Melissa went out to her car to drive over there, I did some things I had come to do around the shop while calling Kyle – who really wasn’t very surprised; he said it was obvious there was something between us, and he was no one to judge – and waiting for him to arrive and take over.
I couldn’t wait to fuck Melissa again, and I could tell the feeling was mutual, because when I got there, she was fully undressed again, and waiting in my pool for me this time.
“Nice,” I told her, as I took off my clothes and joined her.
Summer was upon us and the water felt good on my skin.
“Don’t worry; I took a shower first. I was kind of sticky from all that ice cream I was serving,” Melissa said.
“Oh, darn,” I told her. “I don’t get to lick it off of you.”
“There’s a lot of things you won’t get to do to me today that you’ll get to do to me in the future,” she replied.
“Is that so?” I loved how my fiancée was so spontaneous, adventurous, sexy and fun. As I drew her to me in the water, I said, “I think you’re going to need to move in with me, so that we have plenty of opportunity to do all these things when we’re married.”
“Okay,” she said, happily. “But my parents will flip a lid. They’re going on a trip to Cancun next week, so that would be a good time for me to move all my stuff out.”
“Sure,” I told her. “I’ll help you. And if they give you any trouble, I’ve got your back.”
“Oh, I’m sure they will,” she said.
“Well, what right would they have to lecture you on relationships, based on what you tell me about the state of their own?” I asked her. “Although I guess they must be getting along for once, if they’re going to Cancun! Good for them.”
“Ha,” she laughs snidely, shaking her head. “Don’t be fooled. They go to these places on couples’ retreats and for marriage counseling, but they’ll be back to fighting again soon, if not on that very same trip. Sometimes they even end it early due to too much fighting. I swear, they need drama and dysfunction just for their relationship to survive.”
“That really sucks,” I told her, kissing her neck. “But I don’t want you to think we’d ever end up like that. I love you all the time, no matter what, and I don’t want to fight with you.”
“Same,” she said, tracing her finger down my chest. “For a long time I was afraid to love you, to trust that this could be real, but I know it’s because their relationship is so fucked up, and I shouldn’t let that deter me from happiness.”
“Good,” I told her, “now let’s celebrate our engagement.”
I pull her even closer to me in the water and stick my cock into her pussy as it’s spread open wide for me, with her legs wrapped around my waist. This was just like how we’d been positioned on the counter at the ice cream shop, except that now, we could do what we wanted, and I planned to.
I took her fingers in between my nipples and rubbed them, pinching them some as she moaned beneath my touch. And my dick pumped in and out of her. I started walking around the pool as I fucked her, holding onto her ass cheeks while she rode me.
“Mmm,” she moaned. “I love to be on your cock.”
“And I love to be in your pussy,” I told her. “I missed it so much.”
She squeezed the walls of her pussy around my cock and I spanked her ass.
“That’s it,” I told her. “I love how you’re my naughty little girl still, even though I’m going to make you my wife.”
“I feel so good,” she moaned. “I’m going to cum on your cock.”
“Cum all over it,” I commanded her, feeling myself start to near release as well. “And I’m going to shoot my load into your pussy, now that it’s mine, forever.”
And I did, cumming into her as we both groaned each other’s name, kissed each other, and embraced in the water. I wanted nothing more than to stay just like this, forever, no matter what risk we faced or what happened in the outside world, because no one made me happier than Melissa.
Epilogue - Melissa
&
nbsp; One Year Later
The music began to play as I walked down the aisle of the outdoor wedding area where Craig and I were getting married. My dad was walking me down the aisle, having warmed up to Craig more than I thought he would. He was glad I was marrying someone secure and steady. He said his worst fear was that I’d marry some punk with blue hair who just wanted to skateboard and play video games.
My mom took a bit longer to come around, but I think she was just jealous. She and my dad didn’t have anything close to the kind of happy, healthy relationship that Craig and I had. Sure, we had our arguments sometimes, but I always knew he loved me and wanted the best for me, which is more than my parents could say about each other.
We’d told them we had moved in together when they’d gotten back from Cancun. They hadn’t been happy about it – saying we were moving much too fast, and what would the townspeople think?! – but there wasn’t much they could do. I didn’t need their money for college or for a roof over my head anymore.
I think the separation from them actually did our relationship good. They went back to hating each other a couple weeks after their marital retreat was over, and then they took turns coming over to Craig’s and my place when they wanted a break from each other. I had a strict “no venting about my other parent” rule I kept in place with them, so we just talked about movies while we swam in the pool or played tennis – Craig had quite a few tennis courts and had taught us to play.
When fall came, Craig and I moved our primary location to Philadelphia and I started school. I was loving learning about business and I was tolerating the other required subjects enough to continue, even though I was glad I had the wedding to plan as a distraction from some of my boring classes.
While other students were worried about after school activities or fighting with their dorm mates on campus, I got to go home to the other house I shared with Craig – a luxury penthouse apartment downtown, with a gym, pool and tennis courts on site – so it wasn’t that much different from our house back in my hometown, except that we shared it with other people in a city environment.
