by Adams, S. C.
Dad sighs. “You’re having an argument, then? And you’ve gotten me involved?”
My father knows me too well. It’s possible we’re more alike than I care to admit. “Sorry, Father. I’ll let you go. I’m sure you’re tired, and you’ve got a flight in a few hours…”
“I’ll be up for an hour still, at least. But it sounds like you’re in the middle of something. Can I give you some advice, though?”
“Of course,” I say. I welcome anything he can give me. At this point, I want our argument to be over.
Dad waits a few beats before speaking again. “You like this girl enough to give me a call at two in the morning,” he finally says.
“Technically, it’s a bit after nine, here.”
He laughs. “Beside the point, boy. You like her. I can tell. You wouldn’t have called if you didn’t. So, work it out with Maggie. Forgive her, and she might forgive you.”
“Thanks, Dad,” I tell him. “Goodnight.”
“I’m serious, Sean!” he shouts before I hang up. That conversation wasn’t as helpful as I’d hoped it would be.
I toss the phone on the couch. “There,” I tell Maggie. “Now my parents know about you.”
She blushes. “I didn’t expect you to call him.”
“I didn’t expect you to go out with Randall, so I guess we’re even.”
Maggie wipes the tears from her eyes. “We’re arguing in circles, Sean. I’m sorry I went out with Randall. I won’t do it again, I promise. But I can’t tell my parents about you. You don’t know how they would react if they found out.”
“You’re not afraid of them, are you?” I ask, worried. Her parents are controlling, but are they abusive, too?
She shakes her head. “They’re harmless,” she promises. “I’ll tell them someday, I promise. For now, can’t we just enjoy our time together and be a couple? An exclusive couple.”
My anger disappears. She won’t see anyone but me, and I won’t see anyone but her. “I’m sorry for getting so angry,” I tell Maggie. “But you understand why, right?”
“I do, and I’m sorry, too. I should have told you about Randall before it happened.”
“I’ll forgive you if you can forgive me for losing my temper.”
Maggie smiles. “You’re forgiven. Is that what your father told you?”
“My father is a smart man. He knew what I needed before I knew I needed it.”
I make a mental note to apologize for my abrupt end to our conversation. He and Mum will be in the city tomorrow morning, so I’ll have an opportunity to do so then.
Maggie pats the spot beside her on the couch. “We should talk about us, though. So that we never have to have a fight like this again.”
We smile at each other. “I like that idea. What do you want to talk about?”
“You’re my first relationship, so I’m still learning. Please bear with me as we work through this."
“Maggie, I’ve been with other people, but this is my first real relationship, too.”
She laughs. “We’re learning together then, I guess.”
“We are,” I respond. “I understand if you have to see Randall again to please your parents. Going on that date with him is why you were able to stay out until 10:30 tonight, isn’t it?”
Maggie considers this. “I guess that’s probably true. They didn’t explicitly say as such, but they have been elated since the dinner with Randall. I don’t want to go out with him ever again, though.”
There’s something I have to know. “Did he kiss you?”
Her face sours. “He did not. Well, he kissed me on the cheek, but it was prickly and quick.”
A cheek kiss I can handle. In Europe, cheek kisses are akin to waving hello. “Okay. If your parents ask you to see him again, just tell me beforehand, okay? I care about you, Maggie, and I don’t like the idea of you being with someone else.”
“Then I won’t do it,” Maggie promises.
I take her hands in mine. “If you don’t do this one thing for your parents, they might tighten the reins. We’ll tell your parents about us together when you’re ready. For now, maybe pick your battles.”
She doesn’t look pleased, but she nods.
“Your parents will realize how important we are to each other once we tell them. They might be miffed at first, but they’ll see. I promise.”
Maggie nods, still unconvinced. “I care about you, too. If you think it’ll work out, I trust you.”
I pull her knuckles to my lips for a soft kiss. “Nothing will come between us. Not even your crazy parents.”
“They are crazy, aren’t they?”
“Just a bit,” I confirm. “Lucky for me, they made a pretty incredible daughter.”
She tosses her hair over her shoulder. “I am fantastic, aren’t I?”
We both laugh. “The best. What time is it?”
Maggie holds her phone up to me. “9:30. We still have an hour before I have to be home.”
I plant a kiss on her cheek. “How should we fill the time?”
She grins seductively. “I have an idea of what we can do.”
“Maggie,” I groan. “I don’t want to rush you into anything you’re not ready for.”
Maggie moves so that she’s straddling me, her perfect breasts lined up with my lips and begging for my attention. “Do I not seem ready to you?”
“Are you absolutely sure?”
She nods. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” Maggie promises. “Now, make love to me, Sean. I want you.”
That’s all it takes. I pick her up, her legs wrapped around my waist, and take her to my bedroom.
Finally, I think. Since that first day in the dressing room, this is what I’ve been hoping for.
I’m going to make it good. For both of us.
17
Sean
Maggie is sprawled out on my bed still fully clothed, but she looks sexier than any other woman I’ve ever met.
“You’re so perfect, Maggie.”
She giggles. “You’re pretty perfect yourself.”
I kiss her tenderly. “I’m going to make you feel so good, baby,” I promise.
Maggie moans into my mouth. “You already are.”
My hands roam under her simple t-shirt to feel those gorgeous breasts. In all of our romps, I haven’t done more than fondle them over her clothes. I need to get my mouth on them.
Her shirt glides over her head and lands on my carpeted floor. She reaches behind her back to unclip her lacy pink bra and tosses it away.
Two perky nipples beg for my attention. I lean forward, take the left one between my lips, and run my tongue over its sharp point.
“Oh,” Maggie groans. “That’s good.”
I suck and swirl my tongue around her nipple while running my thumb over the other. Her breasts are fantastic! I could spend the entire night just focusing on them.
“You’re like a magician,” Maggie practically screams. “I might come if you keep that up.”
I grin at her. “I love that I can make you come so easily, darling,” I whisper. “But I don’t want you to finish just yet.”
She arches her back when I don’t return my attentions to her tits. “Please, Sean,” she begs.
“I have other plans for my hands and lips, darling. Don’t worry.”
Her jeans slide easily from her thick hips, leaving a simple thong behind.
“Do your parents know about your choice in knickers?”
Maggie chuckles. “They don’t, and they’ll never find out.”
“Good,” I say, kissing between her breasts and down her stomach. “I’m the only one who gets to see what’s hiding beneath those jeans.”
She nods. “I wore this for you.”
I plant kisses on her thighs, skipping over the most sensitive part of her body. “It looks great on you,” I say. “But it’ll look better off.”
The silky thong joins her other clothes, leaving her completely naked in my bed.
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�Please,” Maggie says when I kiss her stomach again.
“Tell me what you want.”
“Your lips on my pussy,” she answers crassly.
Dirty talk from her sweet mouth makes my cock strain against my jeans. I’ll get my release soon. Right now, this is about Maggie.
I finally obey her request. My tongue darts into her slit. She tastes even better than the last time I was between her thighs!
“Just like that,” she encourages me. “Oh, Sean, SO GOOD.”
I insert a few fingers into her waiting pussy. She lifts her hips to catch my mouth. I love how much she loves oral sex. She’s going to enjoy what comes next even more.
“I’m close, Sean,” she cries out. “Please don’t stop. Oh, God, don’t STOP! I’m COMING!”
My fingers continue to pump in and out as she rides out her massive orgasm. When she calms down, I remove them and clean them with my tongue. I slide back up Maggie’s body so that she can taste herself, too. She laps her juices from my hand.
Our lips meet in a frantic kiss. “It’s your turn, Sean. I want to give you what you gave me.”
I grin. “You will, but not with your mouth. I want your other holes tonight.”
“Holes?” she gasps.
My hand runs over her still wet pussy. “This one,” I say into her mouth. I move my hand further back until I reach her ass and gently probe the tight hole. “And this one.”
“Oh,” she says, a moan escaping as my finger buries knuckle deep in her ass. Anal is one of my favorite positions, and I can’t wait to share it with Maggie tonight.
“Before we get there, I need to feel your tight pussy on my cock.”
Maggie smiles. “I’m ready for you.”
I know she is; I made sure of that. Her orgasm made her nice and lubricated for me.
I kiss her while I line myself up with her smooth opening. She has started to shave since we got together. While I don’t mind a little hair, bare skin is easier to work with.
“Are you ready?”
My beautiful girl smiles. “I am so ready.”
I ease my length into her slowly, feeling resistance when I reach the point that no one has ever been before. “Are you okay?”
“Keep going,” she says. “It feels good.”
Her encouragement is all I need. I bury myself in her completely and then pause so that we can both get used to the feeling.
“It’s so big,” Maggie groans. “I’ve never been so full. And it feels so much better than your mouth! How have I waited this long…”
I kiss her again. “You’ll never have to wait again.”
My hips draw back and thrust forward slowly at first, then faster as Maggie mewls beneath me. “Yes,” she cries out. “YES!”
“You’re so tight, Maggie. I’m not going to last long!”
“Come inside me,” she begs. “I want to feel it!”
I continue to enter her as my own orgasm builds. My fingers reach between us to stimulate her clit as I suckle her breasts once again.
“I’m close, Sean.”
“We’re going to come together, darling,” I tell her. A few more thrusts and circles on her clit, and I feel her insides tightening around my stiff cock.
“I’m coming!” she screams loud enough to wake the entire city.
My balls tighten, and I bury myself as deep as I can. Her pussy holds me like a vice while I empty my load into her.
We pant as our orgasms subside. I fall down onto the bed beside her, my cock still half hard and ready for her next hole. I would flip her over and dive into her ass right now, but I think Maggie could use a bit of a break.
“That was so much better than I ever imagined it would be,” Maggie admits when her breathing returns to normal. “Thank you for making my first time special.”
I kiss her cheek. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“I did. You made me feel special.”
“You are special, Maggie,” I assure her. “I’ll remind you of that as many times as it takes for you to believe it.”
“I think you could make me believe it,” she admits. “It’s just, your apartment is so luxurious. Your couch probably cost more than I make in a year.”
I pull her naked body against mine. “Those are only things, Maggie. You’re luxurious where it matters – the clothes you make, the friends you keep, and the relationships you choose to enter into.”
Maggie giggles. “Thank you for making me feel welcome in your world.”
“Thank you for letting me into your life.”
We kiss slowly and passionately. “I’m ready for the next round,” Maggie says between kisses.
“Are you sure?” I ask. Losing your virginity is one thing, but losing your anal virginity is something else entirely. I have the experience to make it great for both of us. It still has to be Maggie’s decision, though. Our relationship has to move at her speed.
Maggie nods. “I’m ready to give you everything I have.”
If she’s sure, I’m sure. “Okay, then. This one we have to take slower.”
I flip her over onto her stomach and spread her cheeks, causing her to let out a gasp in surprise. My tongue dips into her tight anus.
“Just relax,” I instruct her. “Trust me.”
“I fully trust you,” she says. “I’m ready.”
I continue to lick her hole until it’s lubricated enough to take my finger. Once she’s used to one, I add another and then another. This is nothing compared to the girth of my cock, but it’ll help get her ready.
Maggie squirms beneath me. “Is it too much?” I ask, removing my fingers almost completely.
“No!” she shouts. “I like it a lot, actually. I wasn’t sure I would…”
“Our bodies can surprise us,” I tell her. I bury my fingers back into her tight ass, adding a fourth as I go. My body surprised me by reacting so strongly to Maggie, and I’m very glad it did.
Her ass becomes my plaything for the next ten minutes as I get her ready. Finally, she feels well-lubricated by my spit and prepared to take something thicker than my fingers.
“This may hurt, but I promise, it’ll feel good soon,” I tell her. There’s a jar of lube hidden in my bedside drawer. I add some to her waiting hole and to my cock.
“Please,” she says. “I want you so badly.”
I center myself at her opening and push slowly forward. It takes time to get myself all of the way inside, and once I’m fully buried, I hold the position.
“Your cock feels huge this way,” she gasps. “Bigger than when it was in my pussy!”
“Do you like it?” I ask.
“So much.” Maggie begins to rock forward on the bed, impaling herself on my hard cock. “You can fuck me now, Sean. Give it to me.”
Such dirty words coming from this woman! This is yet another way she’s beyond my expectations.
I obey her command and pull out almost entirely before thrusting back into her ass. She moans with each movement.
My hands move to her front and fondle her breasts as we make love in a whole new way.
“Keep doing that,” she says as I twirl my thumbs over her pert nipples. “Don’t ever stop!”
I don’t plan on it! Her ass feels even better than her pussy did. I didn’t think that was possible! If I could stay in this position forever, I would.
My body, unfortunately, has other plans. Each thrust propels me closer and closer to my orgasm.
“I’m close, darling,” I whisper into her ear.
“Come for me, Sean. I want to make you come!”
Her wish is my command. I thrust once more into her perfect, plump ass and empty my load. As my climax ends, Maggie has a small orgasm of her own, brought on by my pounding of her ass and tweaking of her nipples.
I lie down on the bed and let my now soft cock lie between us. Maggie curls into my arms, our naked bodies fitting together perfectly.
“That was amazing,” Maggie says tiredly. “I didn’t know anything could fee
l so good. I loved having you in my ass!”
“And I loved being there,” I say into her soft brown hair.
I don’t have to see her face to know she’s blushing. “Was it good for you? I know it’s usually not good with someone when it’s their first time…”
“Maggie, you were incredible. I finished twice! That doesn’t happen every time, I promise you. It was because you’re special. And beautiful. And incredible.”
If we keep going on like this, I might need a round three. But I have a feeling Maggie is far too spent to take me again.
“You’re not just saying that so that I’ll screw you again someday?”
“Absolutely not. I mean every word, Maggie. You’re the best I’ve ever had.”
I’m not sure if Maggie believes it, but it’s the absolute truth. None of my past experiences have come close to this one. Maggie is everything I never knew I wanted in a girl.
“Thank you for making my first time so good,” she practically whispers. Her breath tickles my chest in steady puffs. The beautiful woman has fallen asleep.
I tuck her close to my side and pull my comforter over the two of us. Within seconds, I’m sleeping with the woman who, over the course of just two weeks, has completely stolen my heart.
I hope she never gives it back.
18
Maggie
A small sliver of light hits my face, pulling me from the most amazing dream. I was sleeping next to Sean in his penthouse after a night of incredible sex.
My eyes take a few seconds to adjust to the morning light, only to realize this isn’t my bedroom.
Where am I?
I spot Sean sprawled out on the California king-sized bed. Oh my God, I fell asleep in Sean’s apartment! It wasn’t a dream at all!
I spring from the bed and scurry around the large bedroom to find my clothes. Why couldn’t we have placed them in a nice pile last night? It would have made my escape a lot easier!
Sean is sleeping peacefully despite my frenzy. How can he sleep at a time like this?
My parents are going to kill me! According to the clock, I should have been home eleven hours ago! How did I sleep until 9:30 in the morning?! I can’t remember the last time I slept this late!
