by Amy Brent
Kate slipped off, out of the back of the pool house and into the front door, she made it upstairs and shed her clothes, her panties too wet to wear now. As she showered and got ready to crash, she was still shocked at her actions and how she had reacted to seeing Aaron with that woman. He was built like a stallion and she had never felt an orgasm like that in her life. It was strange how quickly life could change things.
Today started off like any other day, him getting ready for work, and her packing even more into her suitcase. She was ready to go and it couldn’t happen sooner for her. Some part of her was sad, wishing her parents were there to see her off, but they were gone and had been for years. She could remember them, especially her mother, who would sit by her side, holding her hand and comforting her whenever she needed it.
Even the night they died, she had been in denial, still sitting by the window waiting for them to return home. She had been 13 then, unruly and wild, and without a soul in the world to care for her. Aaron came the next day, his kind eyes, and gentleness was something she hadn’t had much of n her short years. She was left with no one and nowhere to go. He took her in, helping her to get settled in his house, and making sure she was able to go away to all of the best schools. He had literally saved her life.
After yesterday’s events she wasn’t sure if she could ever look at him again, not in the same light anyway. She knew she wanted him, in a way she had never wanted anyone in her 20 years. She had been waiting, saving herself for someone to love her. Of course, she had fun, pushing things to the limit, but ultimately she had saved herself for someone special. She had learned to please herself, getting what she needed, without asking anyone else.
Now, she was in a new situation, one she wasn’t sure she could get out of. Aaron had been there for her through everything, and to see him in this new light was a shock to her system, and it made her want more. She heard him shuffling around as he left for work and she went down to meet him for breakfast.
He was tall, and broad, his shoulders making him look far more menacing than he probably was. He was muscled, and well-built especially now that she had seen him completely naked. He took care of himself, his dark hair and goatee were just slightly tinged with gray, and his eyes sparkled when he laughed, something she had always loved about him.
Aaron had been her father’s best friend, and she had seen him off and on growing up until he had taken her in. She had never really looked at him like a man, until now. Seeing him through a woman’s eyes certainly gave her a new perspective, and she wanted to push the envelope even more. She was sure he only saw her as a child, as a guardian would someone they had taken in. There was little doubt in her mind that he didn’t see her as a woman.
She rounded the corner and he was there, giving her a quick glance and smiling at her.
“So I know you are set on moving away, and all that but I have something for you.” His eyes twinkled as he handed her an envelope. She took it from him delicately, smiling at him as well. He was always doing things for her, and she felt a rush of excitement as she read the letter inside.
“We are going on a road trip?” She smiled at him. It had been something the two of them had talked about for years, and finally they were going before she moved out to L.A.
“I thought it was about time.” He gave her a wink, and something deep down quivered at it.
“I am so ready, when do we leave?” She was already thinking about the closeness in the car.
“In the morning, pack and be ready tonight so it makes things easier.” He grabbed his things and was gone.
She stood there thinking about the next three days and what could happen. There was so much that could go right, or wrong. She smiled to herself as she went upstairs to pack.
Chapter Two
Packed everything was ready to go that night as he asked. She saw him give her a one over as she bounced down the stairs happily, her tight t-shirt was hugging her curves and her denim shorts were as well. She wasn’t a small girl, in fact she was curvy, in all the right places, and she knew it. She had been fortunate enough to get signed to a modeling contract which only accepted her curves with a happy smile.
In some ways she was a pioneer, paving the way for women who didn’t fit into societies idea of the perfect woman. She had a mass of red hair, that was her signature thing. It spilled down her back in a mass of curls and she had deep blue eyes that most guys she had dated said were her best quality. She made her way into the kitchen, flinging her hair behind her shoulder and grabbing dinner from the side board.
She saw him arch an eyebrow in her direction, so it was clear he was aware of her. She decided to push the envelope a little over dinner. She leaned forward as they ate, doing her best to give him a perfect view of her cleavage, which he seemed to ignore at first. There was something about him, something that seemed off edge, and she used that to try again. She moved to pick up the dishes off the table to help and when she did she let her breast bump his arm.
There was an obvious moment that passed, though she didn’t want to focus on it, instead she kept going, though when she looked back he was blushing. She knew she affected him somehow and as she slid into bed that night she was once more plagued by images of him naked and pounding into the woman on the chaise lounge. She sighed as she stripped herself free of her nightgown, running her hands over her curvy body once more.
She could imagine him again, but this time it was her under him, feeling as he pushed into her hard, taking more and more as he went. She let her hands drift down, rubbing and touching herself. Her massive breasts were standing at attention on her chest, the peaked tips aching against the sheet. She pinched them gently, knowing she like how that felt and gently moved her hands farther and farther down her body. Soon she slipped on hand unto the wet heat of herself, at the junction of her thighs. She was surprised to feel the heat and wetness there, and the ache started down deep. She wanted to make it better, needed to and she rubbed the swollen nub she found there gently, moaning as she ached with the sweet clenching feeling it caused.
She envisioned him slapping her ass hard, like he had done the woman. Him riding her harder and harder until she couldn’t take it anymore, and until her body was open to him completely. She felt her hips buck against her own fingers as she worked the tiny bud of desire into a frenzy, only stopping when she finally climaxed hard and full. She smiled as she rolled overthinking about what fun she would have for the next few days.
Morning came with a full spread of sunshine, giving her even more to be happy about as she dressed for the trip. She decided on a tank top, no bra and some cut offs, which she knew he would arch an eyebrow at. She bounced happily down the stairs just as he put the last bag in the jeep and turned to face her his eyes immediately going to her chest and then back up to give her an odd look.
“Missing some clothes Kate?” He slid into the seat and she could only smile as she got in beside him.
“NO not really, we will be in the car most of the time right? I may as well be comfortable.” She started humming a tune ignoring his pained expression as they set off for the mountains.
The trip was pleasant both chatting about life and work. She couldn’t help but bring up his afternoon escapades.
“So seeing anyone?” She tried to be nonchalant, but he hesitated before answering.
“No, not really. How about you Kate, no boys hanging around yet?” He gave her a smile.
“Some, but no only one that I think I have feelings for.” She knew he would never guess it was him.
“Really, that’s interesting. You are so young.” He looked out the window as he drove.
“Actually Aaron, I am 20, I am not that young anymore. You just don’t want to see me as a woman is all.” She went back to humming her song, noting his strange expression.
The found the campsite for the first night, pitched a tent and settled in, both laughing over the campfire neither of them were able to start on their own. Soon they were eating and hap
pily talking about the next few days. She stood stretching her arms up high as she checked out the water.
“I think I’ll go see how cold that water is.” She started walking quickly down to the water’s edge, knowing he would follow her. She turned around to face him as she quickly stripped off her shirt, her massive breasts jiggling in the moonlight. She saw his face tighten as he looked at her and then he quickly averted his eyes.
“Kate, be careful that is probably full of snakes or worse.” He wouldn’t look at her, but she had seen the lust in his eyes, she had all the answers she needed now.
She splashed water at him as she stripped off the rest of her clothes and let the cold water seep into her skin. It was invigorating and she quickly got back out, smiling as she watched him putting out the fire at camp. She slipped her clothes back on, still damp from her escapade and made her way back to the tent. As she climbed inside she noted how close the sleeping bags were, though he had put a clear gap between them.
She smiled at him as she wrung out her hair. She saw his eyes drop down, her fat hard nipples poking through the wet t-shirt she had on. She waited, letting him look before she turned around to crawl under her sleeping bag once and for all. He took his time coming to sleep, but soon he was laying nearby, and she could tell he was awake.
“Whatcha thinking about Aaron?” If anything the element of surprise would be on her side.
“Nothing really, just been a long day.” He sounded preoccupied, and she knew why.
She was still thinking about his answer as she drifted off to sleep. There was a sound, but she was unclear what it was exactly. Rolling over carefully she lifted her eyes just enough to glance around the tent, hoping whatever was moving around wasn’t some kind of animal trying to get in. At some point in the night she had gotten hot, her shirt was hiked up both breasts spilled out freely in the coolness of the night air. She saw then what the noise was, and what was making it. Aaron was laying in his sleeping bag, doing his best to be quiet, as his eyes raked over her exposed breasts as he as he methodically stroked his huge member in his sleeping bag. She felt her body respond to it, knowing he would stop if he knew she was awake, not wanting him to quit. Her nipples grew hard as she lay there thinking of it, her hooded gaze keeping her secret as he could barely make out her luscious globes in the dim light from the lantern.
She heard his gasps, and a slight moan as he found release, all the while his eyes still looking at her. She heard him sigh as he drifted off to sleep, and she did the same.
Chapter Three
As the morning came they set off for a hike, something on her list of things to do. They were dressed appropriately, and spent the better part of the day enjoying each other’s company. She went out of her way to let her breast touch him or to linger longer than usual, she knew she would have to make her move soon. She was tired of being a virgin, she wanted to have sex, and she wanted it with him.
As the night finally came she showered and settled in for the night, waiting for him to come inside the tent as well. She made small talk then shifted the conversation completely.
“Aaron what is it like to have sex, I mean the truth. My friends tell me one thing, but I don’t believe them.” She gave him an innocent look, as she watched his face pale.
“I don’t think I am the one to talk to about this Kate.” He fussed with his blanket and adjusted the lantern to keep himself occupied.
“Well I don’t have anyone else, please tell me. Does it hurt?” She heard him groan slightly.
“No… well yes and then no.” He gave her a strange look. “You haven’t had sex yet? Like at all?”
“Only with myself.” She said it hoping for a reaction and she got one, he seemed to be lost in a moment, but he recovered.
“It hurts and then it doesn’t. That’s it.” He said it as if he were explaining the way you ride a bike.
Hmm, she sighed letting it go, knowing he would be awake later, and she would make her move. She didn’t have to wait long; she woke to hearing the muffled sounds once more. She smiled knowingly as she gently stripped off her clothes, and slid the sleeping bag further down, until she was completely exposed to him. She heard a groan, and she turned to face him, spreading her legs a little wider as he continued to stroke himself. She was sure he thought she was just moving in her sleep, but he would know better soon enough.
She moved her hands down touching herself as he watched her and soon she felt his gaze change, and shift to focus on her more intently.
“Let me watch.” She managed to whisper to him, and despite everything telling him no, he froze.
She moved over towards him, doing her best to help him. She moved the sleeping bag out of the way, exposing the massive staff pointing upwards. She lay next to him, her full body spread out for him to see. She ran her hands down her chest, pinching her nipples and he moaned loudly, the member still bobbing freely. She moved her hand lower and lower until she spread wide for him, and she rubbed her tiny jewel of excitement.
She enjoyed the playing for a moment and stopped long enough to smack her womanhood with her hand causing a stinking sensation, that thrilled her. He moaned and she saw his hand once more stroking.
Moving to her knees she crawled over to him, her huge breasts swaying as she went. He was stroking madly as she fed him one of the globes, rubbing the fat nipple across his mouth gently.
“Kate, we shouldn’t.” He tried to say but before he finished his tongue flicked out and grazed the nipple she offered him. She felt the heat of it, and a thrill rushed through her. He looked up at her as he suckled at her breasts now, sucking harder and harder, flicking and biting the hard peak and then she switched to the other one, giving him more to take.
Smiling she moved closer to him, until she was close enough for him to touch her. She moved her hands to work her tiny nub of excitement, watching him slow his movements as she increased hers.
She looked at him. “Please help me.”
He moaned loudly moving so that he could cover the apex of her thighs with his mouth. The warm heat of him and his tongue wildly slashing out to her tender flesh. She felt both hot and cold at the same time, and the thrill of him tasting her, sucking her juices and lapping at her was almost too much. She felt him slow his movements, tasting her now and making his movements more precise that he had before.
His tongue worked her nub like an instrument, teasing and playing as he swiped it back and forth over her, finally making a swirling pattern on her. She felt the familiar climb happening, though the intensity was far stronger than it had ever been alone. She felt her hips move on their own, as they bucked wildly onto his face, grinding into him, feeling the pressure of his mouth. Finally, she saw stars as she exploded on his face, and he grabbed her ass, lapping up her juices.
He sat back staring at her, his body taunt with the need for release. He moved forward then, using a finger to test her, feeling the opening of her. Sitting back, he did his best to simply stroke himself, finding release. She opened wider for him.
“Take me.” She managed to get the words out, and she heard him groan and stop his movements once more.
“Kate I can’t.” He grit the words out.
“Yes you can, come take me.” She used her hand to open up her womanhood to show him how wet she was and he moved forward, pressing the massive rod against her opening.
She felt him there, and the pressure of his hardness as he pushed into her slightly, with the help of all of her wetness, he managed to rock back and forth a few times to loosen her up. He pushed in a little further the next time, causing her to gasp and she looked up at him smiling.
“This is when it will hurt.” He managed to say, before he plunged into her in one even thrust.
She yelled at the impact of him inside her, the feel of him consuming her body as he stayed there for a long moment, before he pulled out and plunged into her once more. She shuddered at the feel of him, her body a mix of both pleasure and pain. Soon the pain was gone fol
lowed by a sweet aching feeling deep down. She felt the world swirling around her as she met him thrust for thrust, until he was soon moaning out her name, collapsing on top of her. She felt the heat of him as he found release inside her walls.
Neither of them knew what to say, though she knew she was far more content than he probably was. He sighed loudly, no doubt lost in thought over everything that had just happened. He turned finally to look down at her.
“Why Kate, why me? You should have saved yourself for someone else, someone better that you can be in a relationship with.” He paused. “It’s not your fault, its mine. I should have been stronger, should have known better. I’m sorry Kate, please forgive me.”
She was confused and angry at the same time. She grabbed her things standing up, giving him a hard look. “How can you say that?” With a huff she went outside, making her way towards the smoke where the fire had only recently been put out. She felt the tears fall, knowing it would be fruitless to stop them. She felt him behind her before he said a word.
“Kate… please I didn’t mean to upset you.” She could hear the pain in his voice.
She spun around to face him. “Why don’t you look at me like more than just a child then? Why would you say that I should have waited for someone I could have a relationship with?”
He touched her face gently with his hand. “I am so much older than you Kate, you are beautiful, and vibrant. You could have anyone you want.”
“What if what I want is you?” She felt the tension in the air, though neither of them knew what to say.
“I’m sorry Kate I’m no good for you.” He walked back to the tent, carefully settling in for the night, leaving her alone and upset
She waited an hour, knowing that inside that tent was a man she was falling in love with and her innocence. She knew going back in there she would have to face both of them head on. At the very least she could hope that he was asleep, leaving her to deal with her broken emotions alone. She made her way in, hearing his deep and even breathing. He was in fact what she wanted, though she hadn’t been 100% sure of that before, instead saying whatever she thought would hurt him later. But looking at him now, laying there she wanted nothing more than to curl up next to him, and feel his hands on her again.
