Down by the Lake

by Jisa Dean

  I'm sure that is where she got the idea that virginity was something to get rid of as soon as possible and if you didn't something was wrong with you. I'm pulled out of my dark thoughts by Meena. She apparently wants my opinion. I was glad she can choose for herself but the fact that she wanted me involved made my heart ache a little. Meena wasn't just anybody to be picked up and moved around. She had seen some pretty fucked up stuff in her short life. Her giving me her trust is a beautiful and rare present that I won't take for granted.

  ***

  Seven days later and Meena has completely rearranged my life. She organized my desk, color-coded my schedule, and even makes a great brainstorming partner for new ideas. We went up to the rooftop and watched fireworks on Memorial Day and came back down and made love again. I was extremely aware of how tender she would be given I didn't hold back as much as I would have liked to and had no other plan for the night other than to curl up with her, watch TV, and eat her sweet pussy until she couldn't take it anymore. Meena had other ideas and by the end of the night she could barely walk the next day.

  Today was the end of the wait for us to be safe and even though I would wait on my girl for as long as it took I had secretly been counting down the days until she and I could be safe. She is currently taking notes for me during one of the conference calls.

  I telecommute most of the meetings I have and only come in rarely. I leave the day to day running of it to a larger corporation that does that shit all day long. If I had to come in all the time I wouldn't have the company for very long. That shit would kill my creativity in a day.

  The best part of telecommuting is being able to sit next to Meena while she's wearing a very businesslike blouse and staring at her ass when she pulls her legs under her because she’s got on shorts that are so short they nearly show me her shaved pussy lips on either side of the seam. I would kill someone if she walked into my office looking like that and people's eyes had actually seen what belongs to me. But when we do these things she can hide what's just for me under my desk she shares with me now.

  I can also do things like run my hand up her leg and pull those shorts to the side, dipping my finger in between her cleft and watching her squirm. I run my hand back and forth making her have to bite down on the moan I know is building inside of her. Her little pussy is getting so wet and when I pop her on the clit she jumps like someone stabbed her. I know it’s discernible on camera.

  "Listen guys, I think this is a great idea and I totally want to be a part of it but something just came up and I need to reschedule."

  "I think I know what it was that just came up," One of the men who want me to design a video game based loosely off some of their exploits says.

  Everyone laughs and even I have to chuckle at the fact they know exactly where my mind is at. Meena blushes a beautiful shade of pink and starts wrapping the meeting up as best she can. She reschedules and kills the feed.

  I wouldn't normally do that but its day seven for one and I know those guys pretty well. The guy with the blue hair owns the club I used to go to. I don't have to go to a club now that I have my very own sex kitten at home, waiting wet and ready for me. They understand what being wrapped up in your woman is like. You can't think straight until you've filled her full of your cum.

  When the black tape is over the camera and the computer is shut off I take her by the hand and lead her over to the bed that I had fixed when she was in the shower. I kiss her hard, letting her know how much I love her. I take the comforter and pull it back showing her the snow white sheets underneath. Her eyes get big and she licks her lips in anticipation. I take the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head, then do mine the same way.

  "If you want to keep those shorts, baby, you better take them off now or I'll rip them off of you," I warned her so she can't complain afterwards if she doesn't take them off fast enough.

  She pushes them and her cute little panties down and steps out of them. I watch as she crawls on the bed and lies with her legs spread for me. I've had my fingers in her every chance I get to help prepare her for what will happen. It's still not going to be enough for her tiny little pussy.

  I go down on my knees before the bed and reach for her thighs, pulling her close to the edge of the bed. A few days ago I made her push back on me so she could take my big dick in her ass at her own speed and we almost had an accident. I was so close to saying fuck it and driving into her anyway. She went still realizing she had gone too far and needed to readjust but she didn't move. Instead, the tease looked back at me and eased back some more. I was closer than I ever had been of being irresponsible.

  The only thing that stopped me was thinking about Meena regretting it afterwards. I never want her to associate me with a regret she might have. I took her by the hips and went at her little backside though. The thought must have been turning her on too because she didn't take much longer to fall apart in my arms.

  Now I want to get her ready to stretch around my dick and take me in as deep as she can. Now the wait is over. I take the back of her thighs and push them further apart and use my fingers to open her lips up for my kisses. I lean forward and I can already feel her vibrate with the tension of her orgasm. I lick long and hard from front to back. I suck her clit into my mouth and then use my tongue to fuck up inside of the place my dick will be in just minutes.

  She grabs her own breasts and starts moaning louder as I push the wet muscle of my tongue as far as I can go without breaking her virginity. When I go back to her clit I nibble on it until she's using my shoulders to push herself deeper into my mouth. I stand quickly and shuck the pants and boxers that are hindering my ability to give her what she needs. I listen to her whimper when I leave her, even though I am back before she can hardly notice.

  I get on the bed and lift her so that she is over my mouth and I can drink all of her when she cums for me. I want her to be so tore up, so ready, that she can't help but beg for it. I want her to ride my face until she can't hold herself up anymore. I go back to sucking and licking. The only problem with this angle is that I can't look at her play with her big breasts. That turns me on badly. She is getting close to cumming because she starts rocking back and forth harder and harder. She pushes down with every backward thrust and I stick out my tongue to let her fuck me how she needs to.

  The head of my dick might explode before I can get it in her judging by how tightly she's squeezing up on my tongue and moaning. I have her close when she shifts and moves down so that she is lying spread out on my chest and stomach. She is up to something but when I feel her wet, warm mouth take in the head of my cock I very nearly lose it. It doesn't help that she moans around it and slowly slides down it until I'm hitting the back of her throat.

  I spare a minute to enjoy the hell out of this and another one to look at the sweet heaven spread out in front of me. After that, I am grabbing her hips so she is fucking my face as vigorously as I will be fucking her pussy in minutes. I love watching her undulate on top of me knowing I am pushing her faster and faster to the end where she comes apart with me in her.

  I take my finger and lube it up with the liquid running from her. I slowly push my finger into the ring of muscles that I have been fondly introduced to on more than one occasion. She pops of my cock and shouts out my name and I have to fight my own body to make sure I don't follow her over. I drink up every drop she will give me. I've become addicted to eating her out. I have to have the taste of her on my tongue before I can climax now. And I don't mind one little bit.

  She collapses back on top of me but I don't stop licking into her. She gets sensitive right after a big orgasm like that. I roll so that she's on her back and I'm standing on the floor again. I spin her around and she laughs at how I manhandle her. She can tell I'm eager.

  I spread her legs and push my stiff cock into the waiting hole of her pussy. My dick is nice and lubed up with her spit and she isn't in any danger of drying up anytime soon. Still I pause. We've waited for this moment for what feels
like forever even though I've only known Meena for about a week now.

  "Jeremy," Her voice holds that note of whine and she's close to begging for me. I run the head of my cock around the outside and just give her the slightest little bit.

  "Jeremy, I need you to put it in me. I don't want to wait a second more to feel you all the way up inside of me."

  Fuck! She got the hang of dirty talk quick. I push and both of us moan when the head of my dick pops over the ridges of her entrance. I have to take deep breaths or we're going to be done before I get to bust her little cherry. And that is not going to happen.

  I give her a little more and she moans and squirms under me. I bump into her barrier and stop. I lean forward and take her into my arms so that I am holding her when I break through. I push in one quick thrust and wait for her to give me a sign that she is okay. She gasps a little and tenses up. It doesn't take long before she relaxes again and shakes her ass to get me to move.

  I pull out and slide back in, this time going deeper than before. She gasps and I stop.

  "I feel so full."

  I wait. If she's too tender we will stop. There are other ways for me to get off and she won't leave the bed unsatisfied. I wait but she gives me a sultry look from under her eyelashes, "Feels good."

  I laugh and break the tension that's been gripping me since I pushed into her. I go all the way this time the mouth of her cervix touching the head of my dick. We both moan in unison and she arches her back so that I can kiss down her neck to her breasts.

  "Oh God, Jeremy, it feels so good. I want it to last but I know I'm going to cum soon," She all but wails as tiny micro orgasms shake through her. When my pelvis pushes down on her clit she can't hold back any longer or stop the inevitable.

  Her body shudders, her flesh grips me so tightly and when her pussy squeezes me, bringing me in farther, I cum too. Feeling the splash of my seed in her just fucked pussy is something I will never forget or get tired of.

  I look down at her. She's almost asleep with a big happy smile stretching across her face.

  "I think I just found my new addiction."

  Epilogue I

  Six Months Later...

  Jeremy

  I sit in one of the high backed wing chairs that the club has strategically placed all throughout the room. We had talked about the club a lot leading up to this moment, and finally, after months of asking, I broke down and brought Meena. She's been wide-eyed since we came in. Her warm little body is curled tight on my lap. I won't let her get any farther than my lap. Not in this room of jackals.

  I designed Henry's video game and we start beta tests right before Christmas. He gave me his solemn word that nothing would happen to Meena in the club. Everyone knew who she belonged to. And just in case they didn't Meena's early Christmas present should tell them to keep their fucking hands to themselves. Around her neck is a solid gold color collar inspired by the Roman slave collars with a small chain from the o ring attached to it. I have the chain wrapped around my hand and I have the only key to unlocking the collar. It's called a permanent collar and most people in the kink culture know it means forever.

  She squealed when she unwrapped it and couldn't wait to put it on. It's not enough that I gave her a huge ass diamond for her finger when I proposed. She wanted the collar too.

  Now she's sitting on my lap watching everything going on in the club and her panties dampen under the short little skirt she's wearing. My girl likes to watch, the little voyeur. She's got her eyes glued to the scene in the middle with a hooded woman standing chained from the ceiling. The woman's got a spreader on her ankles keeping her open and ready for the audience.

  The man also wears a hood but this one has eye and nose holes for him to see and breathe out of and it only reaches to below his nose, leaving his mouth unobstructed. He yanks the woman to his body and runs his hands down to her shaved pussy, spreading her lips open so all of the people sitting in the chairs and standing behind them can see how wet she is.

  Meena's breathing has changed and I know what the short little gaspy breaths mean. She's horny as hell. I slip my hand up under her skirt and push her legs apart. Meena whimpers when I flick her clit and shove two of my fingers into her dripping hole. The woman on the stage moans but I've not paid her any attention in the first place. The only woman I want to hear moan is sitting in my lap rocking her sweet pussy up and down on my fingers.

  Meena closes her eyes and turns her body so she can press more of herself up against me. I find her hard nipple through her thin shirt and give it a pinch.

  "Are you imagining us doing the stuff up there, Meena? Are you thinking about what it would be like to be blindfolded and chained up so I could do anything I want to you?" I whisper in her ear as I bite on the lobe.

  She throws her head back so my lips can roam up and down her neck, "Yes." It's barely a whisper and no one else can hear it over the loud percussions of the paddle the guy on stage is using.

  " Uh uh, Meena, you wanted to play. You call me sir down here. Down here, I'm your master, your lover, and your world."

  "You're wrong." She says staring me deep in the eyes.

  I tense because I'm not sure how Meena is going to take being dominated. She becomes quite the independent businesswoman these last six months.

  "You’re that for me no matter where we go or where we're at." Her voice comes out low and throaty.

  My dick swells to twice its size. There is no way in hell I'm not taking her back to one of the private rooms and fucking her into exhaustion with her talking like that.

  "God I love you, Meena. Do you know how much you mean to me?" I think she has no idea how deep my love for her goes. It borders on obsession but I don't think she minds.

  "Can I take you somewhere and fuck you until you believe that I can't live without you." Both of us are out of breath and panting now. Much more turned on with one another than with anything happening on the stage or in the chairs around us.

  She leans forward to whisper in my ear, her breath tickling the fine hairs and driving me crazy.

  "Always. Sir."

  Epilogue II

  Two Years Later...

  Meena

  I've been running around crazy all day trying to make this work. Jeremy is at the office today making one of his rare appearances because the game he worked on about the assassin brothers has gone flying up all the gaming charts and needless to say everyone involved doesn't have to worry about money for a long time. A magazine wanted to do a walk-through of his company and take pictures. Normally I would be there with him. In fact, I have for more than one of these things. But today I told him I wasn't feeling well.

  I had recently had the flu and Jeremy had freaked. Ordering me to bed and cooking and cleaning for me. And this man really doesn't like to clean. I couldn't ask for a better husband. We got married about a year after we met and have been totally inseparable ever since. Except for today.

  I want today to be perfect. I want this moment to be with Jeremy for the rest of his life. I take the test out of the box and stare at it again. I can't believe how my life has changed in such a short amount of time. I have so many feelings cannonballing through me right now I think I might cry, which is one of the symptoms I struggle to be okay with.

  We talked about getting pregnant right away but the honeymoon and work and long nights of hot sex made us hesitant. We know when a child comes we'll have to move to something big enough for all three of us. I look around and start crying again. This place is my first home. I had never felt the way I did about any place before it.

  The lock clicks on the door and I realize Jeremy's here already and I'm sitting in a puddle of used tissue. I know what you're thinking. A penthouse with a door before the elevator but Jeremy insisted on building an outside wall and making a door with a lock soon after I moved in. You walk around naked in front of one delivery guy and the next thing you know your husband is tearing a building apart and making doors.

  When
he comes in his eyes go automatically to the tearstains on my face.

  "What happened? Are you okay? Did you get sick again?" He's working himself into a tizzy just because I cried a little.

  "Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to make today special." I take him by the hand and lead him to the couch. "You remember how I got the flu a few weeks ago?"

  "Remember? Hell, that was the scariest thing I have ever been through. Seeing someone you love hurt and not being able to take it from them is hell." He grunts out.

  I chuckle at his dramatics. No wonder the man makes so much money coming up with ideas and stories.

  "Well," I place the test with the little pink top in his hand, "the flu wasn't all I caught."