Bliss York

HIS LARGE HANDS grabbed my waist with more strength than I expected. It was startling yet exciting. My heart was racing and I wasn’t sure what to expect. There had been a tender throb between my legs all day and the idea of him going back in had made me nervous. But after he had worked his magic down there with his mouth it was all I could think about.

The pain was more pleasure than anything. My body was craving the same release it got last night and I held onto the sofa anxious to be filled with him.

“Spread your legs more and stick up your ass,” his words were thick and deep. I was ready to beg him so I did exactly as I was told. Whatever got him inside me I would do.

The moment my bottom was pushed up his hands squeezed my hips and he was inside. One hard move like last night and I was full. This time there was no searing pain. A little sting but no more. There was a constant ache down there wanting him to do more. Give me more.

“Fuck that’s a tight pussy,” he growled. “Needs to be fucked. It’s my tight pussy. It’ll know my fucking dick. You’ll get wet thinking about how good this feels. How much you want it.”

He was right on all accounts. I was having trouble breathing. I couldn’t say anything back. His hands came around and grabbed my breasts and squeezed them. That sent an electric tingle through my body and right down to my clit. How had I missed this for so many years? No wonder girls in high school got pregnant. If this was what sex was then I understood their weakness. I may follow Nate around begging for it like a puppy dog.

He pinched my nipples and I cried out as he began moving harder inside me. Each time he entered there was more force behind it and that brought me closer to my orgasm. His grunts and the feel of his hand roughly touching me. Like he can’t get enough of me was intoxicating.

“When I come I’m shooting it all over your ass. Round little ass will be covered with my load. Fucking perfect.” If it wasn’t his body taking me closer to heaven it was his dirty words. The way he sounded as wild for me as I was for him.

“Oh god,” I cried as the first tremor ran through my body. I would promise him anything at this moment. I would give him anything at this moment if he just didn’t stop. If this crash that was coming washed all over me and sent me back to that euphoria. “Please,” I begged as the pull came for me. “Harder!” I cried out.

“You want it harder? Hot little pussy wants it harder I’ll fucking give it to you harder. He began pumping so hard I felt his balls slap my clit and that was it. I broke into a million pieces and screamed out as the orgasm claimed me.

“That’s it,” Nate encouraged then he pulled out and yelled.

“FUUUUUCK!” I felt the warmth of his come as it covered my bottom. Laying my head down on the back of the sofa I tried to catch my breath. My ass was stuck up in the air covered in come. I was sweating. And I didn’t care. My body was recovering and it felt wonderful.

“Not sure I’ll ever be able to go in public with you,” he said after a few moments of silence.

“Why?”

“Because I want to keep you naked and my dick buried inside you.”

Smiling, I bit my bottom lip. That didn’t sound like a bad idea to me.

His fingers brushed my extremely sensitive opening and I jumped.

He chuckled. “Just making sure I didn’t hurt it.”

“Oh you did. And you can hurt it again when you’re ready.”

“You’re going to kill me,” he said teasingly as he wiped my bottom clean. When he was done, I rolled over and sat down not bothering to pull my sundress up to cover myself. I still didn’t have the energy.

He smiled at me and didn’t bother to cover himself at all as he sank down beside me on the sofa. “Now I’m hungry.”

I was too. All that had made me work up an appetite. “I could use some nourishment.”

“We could order in or go out. You choose.”

If we went out then I’d have to share him. I just got him. I wasn’t ready to share him yet. Tonight I’d be working and we wouldn’t have any alone time together.

“Order in.”

He laughed letting his head fall back on the sofa. “I’m glad you want it as much as I do. Because once I recover I’m taking you to the shower.”

I shivered from excitement. All wet and soapy sounded fun. “Okay.”

“But would you cover those tits so I can at least give my dick a break. It’s already getting hard again.”

Only because I needed a break myself. I slipped my arms back in my straps and covered myself. “Your grandfather isn’t going to come home is he?”

“Nope. He only comes home on Sundays.”

That was a relief. I didn’t think his grandfather walking in on us fornicating would go over well.

“When will you be going home?” I asked it even though I didn’t want to know. He couldn’t live here . . . or he could but would he? Rosemary Beach wasn’t that far but it wasn’t like having him in the same building either.

“Not sure. When I do, maybe you could come too. And visit.”

I hadn’t been expecting that. I would have to deal with leaving work but if I had a few weeks to save I could maybe manage a few days.

“I’d like that.”

He didn’t reply right away and the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. We didn’t have to talk to fill the time. We sat there instead. He grabbed a blanket and threw it over his lap then reached over to pull me to him before he picked up his phone and called to order us a pizza.

This felt right. Like it had always been. My heart had never been this happy before. There were a lot of unknowns but for right now life was perfect.

“Next week,” he said. “Let’s go to Rosemary Beach next week.”

I didn’t need to take off work that soon. But I could pick up some extra shifts maybe before then. “Okay.” If he wanted me to go with him I would make it work.

 

Nate Finlay

I HAD TWENTY-FOUR hours of sex experiences with Bliss. And each one had been amazing. However, that shower fuck may have been the best. She left to go get ready for work and I knew I’d end up there tonight. She was like a magnet and I was unable to stay away from her. Especially after she soaped me up, worked my cock, then wrapped her legs around me while I pounded her with it. She had to be sore. Hell, my dick was sore. But she cried out for it and clung to my shoulders then clawed me like she wanted me to just crawl inside her and live there.

If this was why men got married and settled down, then I completely got it. They found the hottest pussy attached to someone as sweet and beautiful as Bliss and they were begging to be tied down.

When I shot my load all over her stomach while she watched me I considered proposing right then. I didn’t of course but hell if I didn’t want to. She had looked up at me with her hair soaking wet from the shower smiling like my semen all over her stomach was the best thing ever.

Her leaving for work had sucked. I liked having her here with me. But she had a job and she needed the money. I couldn’t just keep her. I had finished up my last semester of college in the fall and not even tried to get a job because I knew I was going to be helping Octavia open her new store.

That wasn’t happening now and I needed to decide on what I was going to do. Leaving didn’t sound appealing anymore. But I couldn’t get a permanent job here. I needed something for the now. This was all new and I wanted to be near Bliss. To find out where we were going. Give this a chance.

I reached for my phone. Grandpop would probably have an idea of where I could work. Until I knew where I was going to go. Or hell, if I was going to put down roots here.

My father’s father set me up a trust fund after I was born as he did my sisters. It was there to get me started in life. I wanted to build something. Create something. I just wasn’t sure what yet. I had a business degree. I had ideas but I wasn’t sure what I wanted that money to go towards.

“You still at my place” was my grandpop’s greeting.

“Yeah. Listen, I’m thinking of staying here at least for the summer. I need to get a job though and a place of my own. You know anyone looking for some summer help?”

He chuckled. “Hell yeah, me. Hours ain’t great. You’ll work a lot of late nights. But I pay good.”

I didn’t really want to work for my grandpop but he continued to talk and the enthusiasm in his voice at the idea of me working there was going to make it impossible to turn him down.

“You sure you aren’t making up a job for me?” I asked him.

“Nope. I’ll be hiring several new people this month.”

I was going to have to do this. “Okay. Thank you. I need to go home next week and get some things. But I’ll be back then and ready to start.”

“As for a place to stay just stay at my place.”

I thought of Bliss sticking her ass up on the sofa and knew there was no way I was giving that up every Sunday when Grandpop was home. “I better get my own place. I’ll rent something.”

Grandpop let out a holler then he laughed. “Guess this is about that girl then.”

“Yeah it is.”

“Good. Smartest thing you’ve done in awhile.”

Figured he’d be happy about it. So would my mother. She’d be thrilled when she met Bliss.

Just as I hung up with my grandpop my phone buzzed in my hand and I looked down to see a text from Octavia. I hadn’t expected that. Nor had I wanted it.

“We need to talk.”

No we didn’t. What was said and done was over. “Don’t think so.”

I waited a moment and she replied.

“Please. I’m sorry. I was indifferent and hard to deal with. Let’s talk.”

If I had loved her this would be different. But what we had was empty and we were wasting both our time. It was easy and I no longer wanted easy. Not at that price. Being with Bliss was a different kind of easy. The kind that made me feel something inside.

“We didn’t work. You know that as well as I do. I don’t want what we had.”

It was hard but you could talk to Octavia that way. She was blunt and harsh. No need to sugar coat things with her.

I waited for a response. When I didn’t get one I dropped the phone and went to get dressed. I’d call my mom and tell her about my visit next week and my summer plans. She wasn’t the kind to call and bother you all the time. She let me call her and because she was so easy to deal with I tried to keep her updated. Besides if I let her get too worried my dad would kick my ass.

Tonight I’d go to Live Bay. Get to know Bliss’s friends and fit into her world. I wanted her to want this as much as I did. Because there was no turning back now. One of them may even know a place I could rent.

My phone buzzed and I ignored it. Octavia was saying something more. I didn’t want to be mean but that was over. She needed to get that. I wasn’t the guy for her. I never was.

I could tell her about Bliss and that would make her stop. Her pride wouldn’t let her keep trying if she knew I had moved on.

Stepping into the bedroom I smiled at the messy bed. It was also wet from our soaked bodies getting out of the shower. Tonight I’d take her there. Sweet and slow. Not that she didn’t seem to enjoy the rough stuff but she needed to be treated special too. If I could keep my dirty mouth from shooting off was the only thing.

Taking the wet sheets off I made plans for our evening.