Chapter 2

She woke me in the morning with coffee and her hand on my morning erection.

“Go to the bathroom then come back. Your coffee and your girlfriend await your return.” I did as I was told, then when I came back, I took a few sips of coffee then assumed a reclining position on some pillows. Her hand migrated back to where it was, softly rubbing my member, causing a bit of an erection to return. “I told you I’d take care of this, and I will. I also want something from you. Have a sip.” I took one. She leaned down, and through my satin pajama pants, bit the head of my erection, ever so softly, while holding it lightly in her hand and gently moving up and down with a slightly twisting motion. The satin between her hand and my now very hard erection felt amazingly sexy.

“This feels nice. For me. I hope for you, too,” she said, looking at me and smiling. I nodded, grinning, and hunched up a bit into her hand. “Oh, I guess it does. Hold still.” She pulled the front of my pajama pants down and had me lift my hips, so she could get the entire waistband down to my thighs. “Much better.” She took it in her mouth then and ever so very gently scraped her teeth on the head. Her hand, again, was softly moving up and down and twisting a bit. “If you are ready, just let me know. Don’t stop and don’t try to hold back, just let me know and hold on to something secure.”

It was about three minutes of feeling that little girl sucking on my dick that threw me over the edge into an absolutely, mind-numbingly intense orgasm and ejaculation. She didn’t let go and didn’t take it out of her mouth, sucking down every drop and milking each of them up so she could do so.

“Taken a shower with a woman lately?” I shook my head. “Let’s do that. There’s something I want from you. I want it badly. I want it soon. Come. Wash me. Let me wash you.”

We did. She had me wash her completely, even showing me how to accomplish the finer task of cleansing her on the inside. She moaned and bit me gently between my shoulder and my neck while I was doing it, my finger inside of her and curled forward so I could stroke the rough area behind her clitoris. I’d found the very sensitive G Spot, getting her attention quickly. The subsequent bite may have left a mark.

After I brought her to that climax, she used her bare hands and my soap on every square inch of my body, cleaning me up as well, including shampooing my hair. That was extremely fun, and I let her know it. She said I could do her hair next time.

We dried and went back to bed where she laid me back flat, climbed over my face, and lowered herself to my lips. Her entire bottom was available to me, so I took advantage of it. I licked, nibbled, bit, sucked, chewed, and tongued everything I could reach causing two distinct orgasms before she fell forward and sucked another load of semen from my well used cock.

Afterwards, she just laid there on me. She played with my penis, my balls, and my thighs, just touching and talking. She thanked me for giving her the orgasms and told me she enjoyed them more than she ever had with anyone, including herself. Ever.

I turned her around and onto her front, then spent about five minutes licking and nibbling on her neck and shoulders, rubbing her thighs, her back, and her luscious buns with my hands, telling her how happy I was that we could share what we did and that I, too, enjoyed it more than I ever had before. It was a very honest evaluation of my past. Then I asked her to turn over and let me hold her. We fit together. The afterglow snuggle was a more comfortable experience than I’d felt at any time before with anyone as well. Charlie was smitten to the core.

“Willow, we’re not married yet, but I don’t think it’ll be long. Do you feel like you fit, where I have you cuddled right now? Do you feel like you belong here, against my side, after we’ve enjoyed each other?” She nodded. “I’ll ask you now if it will make you feel better, then we can go find you a ring.”

“No hurry. Don’t push the Willow thing, Charles. I had my teeth very close to something that would hurt for a very long time if I bit it hard enough.” She started laughing then kissed me. The kiss lasted for a long time and was laced with tongues and warm breath, and love.

“I love your name. Billi, I’m pretty sure I love you, too.”

“It’s mutual, Charlie. I’m pretty sure this is love, too. We’ll know soon enough.”

“You don’t think twelve years is long enough?”

“Charlie, we’ve spent a total of less than eight hours together prior to you bringing me home yesterday, and all eight of those hours were at public gatherings with our parents, or in your case, parents or grandparents in the room. You never even kissed me until day before yesterday. We need to be careful. I need to be careful. I’m falling head over heels in love with a man I’ve fantasized about off and on for ten or twelve years. I was fourteen when I met you. A little girl’s romantic crush. Not my first at the time, I’m sorry to say. Look, I’m not fourteen anymore. This is real. Let’s take our time and have some fun. I’m not going back to school. I’m not going out with anyone else. We can be as close as we want to be, as close as you want to be, for as long as we want.”