by MF Isaacs
Drunk Hannah went next; I think she might regret a few things come morning but right now watching her is funny as hell. “I can’t tell you my best memory from the year. It’s private. Actually, it’s not that private; it was all caught on film. And, I’m pretty sure the girls already know.” I watched Steve as he waited to see if she was going to spill it. “So, that one time in Vegas when Steve asked Mary to take pictures while he proposed and instead he ended up”
Calvin interrupted her, “Don’t finish that sentence. I’m still your brother and I don’t what to know about you making a porno in Vegas.”
We all laughed and Hannah skipped ahead to her biggest hope for the New Year. Her hope was that she and Steve would add to the family. Steve went next and said his answers were the same as Hannah’s.
It was down to Jimmy, Shelley, Curtis and me. I was drunk enough to know it was best to wait as long as possible. I was thankful when Jimmy decided to go next. “My best memory from this year is two-fold. One is the night that Shelley and I got together; I will never forget the feelings that hit me. The second is this trip, it was exactly what Shelley and I needed; plus I got my friendship with Curtis back. My hope for the New Year is also two-fold, I hope that our wedding is everything Shelley ever dreamed it would be and that our child is healthy.”
I heard him speak and I understood the meaning behind his words. I kept my eyes locked on Shelley as he spoke and for the first time I saw her feelings shine through her eyes. Her love for the man sitting next to her shined bright and there was no denying he felt the same way about her.
Sharing your sober thoughts with a bunch of drunks probably wasn’t within her comfort zone. She did it anyway. Her best memory was finally having the man she had lusted after since High School. Her biggest hope was a beautiful wedding.
It was left to Curtis and me. I elbowed him, hoping he would go first; he pinched me, hoping I would go first. I did, “Fine, I will go next. My best memory would be furniture shopping with Curtis. My biggest hope for the New Year is that the friendships I have gained will continue to grow.” He kissed the side of my head giving me the reassurance that he understood the meaning behind my hope.
“My best memory for the year will be the day that I told Nat about my past and she didn’t immediately walk away from me.” Everyone chuckled despite him being serious. “My biggest hope for the New Year is that Nat and I will get to add to the family as well.”
By the time we’d all shared our memory and hope it was close to mid-night. We popped a couple bottles of champagne and passed out glasses. We turned on the big screen to watch the replay of the ball dropping in Time Square.
Curtis and I stood face to face as the countdown began. Our lips crashed together when the countdown hit about four. Neither of us stopped to drink our champagne, instead we stopped to get rid of our glasses all together. His hands gravitated to my ass just like they had done throughout the night. I locked mine around his neck. We traded growls as the pleasure twisted with each movement of our tongues. I briefly heard someone say good night at which point we did stop, only to figure out which bedroom was ours for the night.
Rather than waiting for me to limp my way, Curtis picked me up and carried me to the bedroom at the end of the hall. He was completely naked before I could even manage to get the air-cast off. My drunken state didn’t help; it took two of us to strip me completely naked.
He took the time to put my cast back on, I’d been willing to go without just this one time. Once he was satisfied that my cast was properly in place, he instructed me to lay back and play with my nipples like I’d done to drive him crazy earlier. He pulled both legs apart and crawled between them, kissing up the inside of my unbroken leg. As soon as he reached my bare mound, he inhaled deeply taking in the smell of my arousal along with the combination of our joint release that remained from earlier.
He devoured me with an urgency he hadn’t had before. I was taken off guard; I’d never been with a man that was willing to eat pussy that had been filled with cum. He didn’t appear to be bothered by it. As soon as his face was covered in my release he quickly crawled up the length of my body and kissed me. I could feel my wetness on his lips and I could taste my essence on his tongue. The kiss held the same urgency he’d had while eating me. Tasting myself turned me on and I wondered if he felt the same way when he could taste his cum combined with my arousal.
The kiss went on without him taking it any further. I finally pulled back from the kiss, I needed more. “Please Curtis, I want you inside me. I need you to fuck me.” I took a page from his book and firmly gripped an ass cheek in each hand trying to guide him to where I wanted him most.
“Be patient. I’m going to fuck you so good. I just needed a minute. I almost shot my load just tasting you.” His hand roughly groped my core. He used his thumb and pointer to pull my lips open, the motion exposing my inner core that was desperate to be filled. He used his leaking dick to tease me, I watched as he slid himself through the folds. He shifted my hips so he could rest his balls on my ass and slid himself through my wetness. When I’d had enough teasing, I bucked as good as I could, given the fact that I only had the use of one leg.
He slapped his dick down on my clit several times before he slammed himself into me. The quickness of his movement caused me to gasp in shock. As soon as I could use my breath to moan I did, loudly. With each thrust of his hips, I moaned in response. He shifted to his knees and held my legs in the crook of his elbows; the position allowed him to move his hips without any resistance. Each time he bottomed out, I could feel the bounce of my boobs so I could only imagine what he saw.
He instructed me once again, “Play with your tits. Show me what you like.” I used more force than what most men think we like. It was just what I needed to push my orgasm to the brink. I pulsed around him and he responded by grunting loudly as he filled me with his release.
Drunk, loved, fucked, and happy. I couldn’t have dreamed up a better scenario than this. “I fucking love you. I can’t tell you how happy you make me.” I held him close not wanting him to pull out of me.
“I love you too. You are a dream come true for me.” He slowly kissed up and down my neck until I was ready to let him go. He slowly pulled out and we both groaned in disappointment. He flopped right alongside me where we both passed out cold.
CURTIS
Steve, Hannah, Calvin, and Sierra were heading to the McMann’s for breakfast. Jimmy, Shelley, Natalie, and I went to out to breakfast before they had to get on the road. It was exactly what the four of us needed to solidify the new friendships and reaffirm the old one.
After breakfast, we bid them farewell after confirming our plans to travel for their wedding. I watched as they drove off, my mind immediately wondering how Shelley was dealing with the news she’d learned over the last two days. In the moment of wondering, I was reminded of how lucky I am that I have Natalie.
The two of us headed inside the condo to begin figuring out what else needed to be done. My world was about to change, student teaching and helping coach the boys High School soccer team. Natalie didn’t let the cast deter her from helping me get everything I needed to succeed. She made the grocery list and I did the shopping while she ironed my classroom clothes. She helped me organize my gym bag to include all the things I might need. What could have been a stressful day and nerve wracking event wasn’t because she was there to help me.
NATALIE
I liked ironing his clothes, it made me feel like I was taking care of him. Even without the broken leg or the car accident, it always felt like he gave me more than I gave in return. Sure, I provided him friendship and sexual gratification, but other than that I couldn’t really pinpoint what I had to offer.
After preparing for the upcoming week, we spent a quiet night at home. I made baked spaghetti for dinner and had plenty of leftovers to pack for his lunch the next day. I think I was more nervous about him student teaching than he was. I wanted everything to be perfect for him. Aft
er eating, he tried to help me clean the kitchen, but I quickly decided it was one more way I got take care of him. I sent him to our room with instructions to find a movie we could watch from bed.
Twenty minutes later I walked into our bedroom and found Curtis propped up against the headboard wearing only a pair of cotton pajama bottoms. I could tell from looking at the bulge, that he wasn’t wearing anything under the bottoms. Next to him on the bed is one of my mini storage boxes, one that holds my sex toys. Immediately, my thoughts of watching a movie with him from our bed shift to thoughts of playing with him in our bed.
I can see the jewelry box that I know holds my no pierce nipple rings. I know which box they came from, it’s the same one that holds the vibrating string of anal beads, my big daddy dildo, and a couple different small vibrators. I’m sure the box had a few different lubricants, stimulating and flavored. Once again my eyes are drawn to the bugle in his pajama bottoms; the sight of it causes my arousal to drench my panties.
He held out the non-piercing nipple rings clearly wanting me to put them on, “They are bigger than what I envisioned, but they will work for now.” I loved them, they didn’t bite as much as nipple clamps but they still provided enough tension to turn me on. I slowly pulled my shirt off, still mindful of my sore ribs. I released the clasp of my bra and shimmed my shoulders to help the straps fall off my shoulders. The movement, of course, caused my large breasts to jiggle which is why Curtis couldn’t take his eyes off them. I quickly attach the nipple rings as I listen him growl.
He moved off the bed to help me removed the rest of my clothes and dropped his pajama bottoms at the same time. He guided me to the center of our bed but didn’t climb on behind me. I spread my legs and held my arms open hoping that he’d crawl right up my waiting body. “Not yet Hot Stuff. You’ve got some work to do. You need to show me how you use all these toys. Do you use the big guy in your cunt while the beads vibrate in your ass? Have you used the big guy in your ass? Please tell me you like using two toys at the same time?” He casually strokes his cock as he asks me to show him what I like.
It doesn't matter what I choose, I like all the toys I have. I blindly grab the first thing I can from the box. I come away with a standard slim vibrator that I usually use in my ass while I use a g-spot vibrator at the same time. I am so wet I run the vibrator length wise through my folds, using my natural lubricant on the toy. I pull my non-casted leg in the air and slowly work the tip of the vibrator into my ass. I pull my own eyes away from what I am doing to myself and see Curtis is leaking all over his hand as he tugs at himself. “Next I usually find one for my pussy. Do you think you could help me with that?”
I expected him to grab a toy from the box, instead he quickly moves onto the bed between my legs. He guides his wet tip to my entrance. He takes over using the vibrator on me, at the same time he fills my cunt with his hardness. The feeling is indescribable and his frantic fucking tells me he likes it too. I grunt and cuss through my first orgasm within a minute of him entering me. I’ve done this before, I’ve been filled like this, but never have I been this wet. The sound of my wetness turns me on even more. I am so full I can feel every twitch of his cock. I know he’s close because I can feel him swell inside me. My eyes meet his and without words we cum together. I’ve never in my life produced so much wetness, I start to get embarrassed. He must have recognized the look, “Hot Stuff, you just squirted and it was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen in my life. I wish I would have planned better, we could have used my GoPro to record that shit.” I can’t help but laugh, no longer embarrassed.
Super sex like that requires more clean up than our usual fucking would. I cleaned the toys while he striped the sheets. I took my air cast off, so we could shower together. It was his turn to take care of me, he shaved my legs precisely and with significantly more care than I use. As soon as we finished he took the time to massage coconut oil into my broken leg and then returned the cast to my leg.
CURTIS
Neither of us put any clothes on, just snuggled into our bed. I was exhausted in the best possible way and I knew she was too. I loved the feel of clean sheets and her naked body snuggled into mine. I knew without a second of hesitation, that I had never been this happy.
I wanted to talk about the sex we just had. I’d done it before, but only with another guy not a toy. For me, the feeling was the same. I could feel the vibrator rubbing right next to me, same as when it was Will or Jimmy’s cock. I don’t know if it feels the same for her. My sliver of self-doubt is wondering if she wishes it was a real cock that filled her ass. I don’t want to share her, but I also don’t want to prevent her from having what she wants. She must realize the wheels in my head are turning, because she props herself up with her chin resting on my peck. Her small smile and bright eyes reassure me that I don’t have to worry about asking what I want to know.
“I want to be honest with you. I want you to be honest with me. But in being honest, I’m worried about what you’ll say. Fuck.” Rather than saying anything she kisses my chest softly and returns her chin to my peck and waits for me to continue. “That was the first time I’ve done that with a toy rather than a person. For me the physical feeling is the same. I know you’ve done it both ways, is the physical feeling the same?”
She paused for a second, which was all the answer I needed. But she spoke anyway, “It’s not the same, but not in the way you are thinking. Even the most realistic dildo in the world doesn’t feel the same as a real live cock.” She scooted up my body a little and rested her head in her hand, as she held herself up by the elbow on the bed. “Physically it feels different, but nowhere near as different as it does emotionally. I have never felt the emotional connection with another person that I feel with you. Two live cocks or two plastic ones will never compare to just you. Whether it is just you or just you and a plastic one, the emotional feeling is there. Just because it feels different doesn’t mean I want someone else in our bed.” The physical relief rolls off me.
With her in my arms, and in my heart, I fall asleep knowing that I’m a lucky man.
NATALIE
I got up when his alarm went off. While he showered and got ready, I prepared a hot breakfast for him. I didn’t grow up having hot breakfast and I certainly wouldn’t make a hot breakfast for myself, but I loved making it for him. His appreciation of scrambled eggs with cheese, toast, and coffee made me feel like I’d made a gourmet meal.
While he ate, I packed up his lunch of leftovers and a few snacks for him. I wanted to include a little love note, but didn’t figure he’d like that much. I was so excited for him, for a brief second I wished I could drive him to school and watch him walk away from the car. Instead, I stood at the front door and wished him good luck before kissing the hell out of him and then smacking his ass as he walked out.
As soon as he was gone, I missed him. I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it here all day alone. It took me ten minutes to clean the kitchen and another twenty to get the crockpot pot roast going for dinner. I started a load of laundry, washing our super sexed sheets from the night before. I was so bored, I called my sister and my mom.
It didn’t take me long to realized I needed to figure out a way to get back to work, there is no way in hell I’ll be able to do this for the next 4-6 weeks of having this cast on. Not to mention, I can’t handle being dependent on anyone when it comes to finances. I finally called Hannah to see if she wanted to come hang out. “I’m bored out of my friggin’ mind. Please tell me you’ll come over and hang out?”
She laughed at me. “I can’t, I am going into the dealership for a couple of hours. Want me to call you when I’m done?”
“No, I want you to come get me. I’ll go with you. If they won’t let me work, maybe they’ll let me shop. Please?” I am already on the move to change my clothes. Whether she was coming to get me or not, I was going to find a way to get to the dealership.
“Fine, I’ll be there in a half hour. I’m not taking the b
lame if Curtis gets mad.” I laugh before hanging up to get myself ready.
CURTIS
Classes were good, better than I expected for my first day and the kids first day back from Christmas break. I didn’t have Kyler in any of my classes, but I did have a few of the guys from the team that helped us move. I think they were shocked to see me and possibly disappointed that they weren’t going to skate through because they’re athletes.
I called Natalie at lunch and was surprised to find out she wasn’t at home. I didn’t expect her to stay home all day every day, but I had thought she’d stay home for one day. Instead, she had Hannah come pick her up and take her to the Toyota dealership. She claimed she wasn’t working, but I found it hard to believe.
I called her again as soon as classes were done for the day. She still wasn’t home, she said she was in the car with Hannah. I smiled to myself, happy that she’d connected so easily with my Brother’s wife. I told her I’d see her after practice and hung up right as I made it to the parking lot by the field. She must have seen me coming because by the time I made it to the brand new white Tacoma, she was standing alongside the driver’s door. “What are you doing Hot Stuff?”
