9 comments/ 66282 views/ 49 favorites My New Girl? Ch. 01 By: oralfriend This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. The story is complete and will be posted in seven chapters every other day or so. ***** I'd noticed her as soon as she walked in the bar. I was out for the evening with a couple of buddies from work, shooting pool and having a few beers on a Friday evening. She sat down at the bar and ordered a mixed drink in a tall glass, a Tom Collins maybe? She appeared to be waiting for someone as she kept glancing at the door then at her watch. I assumed she was waiting for a man as she quickly shut down any man who tried to strike up a conversation with her. "You gonna shoot pool or are you gonna stare at that girl all night?" Paul asked. This was the third time he'd had to remind me it was my turn to shoot. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep your panties on!" I said as I leaned over the table and promptly missed the ball I'd been aiming at. Paul ran the table, taking the five dollars that we'd bet in the process. "Well, you gonna go over there and talk to her?" "Nah, she's shut down every guy who's gotten near her. I don't need the rejection," I said, dejectedly. At that moment she turned to scan the room and our eyes met. I know it sounds clichéd but it was like lightning had hit me. I knew then that I had to talk to this enchanting woman, even if she shot me down. "Be right back," I said as I set my cue down so that Ron could try his hand. "I thought you didn't need the rejection?" Paul asked with a smirk. "Yeah, well, what can I say? Wish me luck," I tossed over my shoulder as I walked away from the table. As I got closer I noticed that she wasn't quite drop-dead gorgeous but she was extremely pretty, in an understated way. She'd stand about 5' 6" or so I guessed and maybe 120-125 pounds. Her hair was fairly long, down below her shoulders, and a dark chocolate brown. She had dark eyes, though I couldn't see the exact color from this distance. My hands were shaking so I decided to go past her, to the restroom, where I hoped to calm down a bit before I made a total fool of myself! I pushed open the door, stepped up to the sink and splashed some water on my face. A few deep breaths and I was as calm as I was going to be. I dried my face and returned to the bar. My luck was holding, she hadn't left nor had the person she seemed to be waiting for arrived. I stepped up to the bar, ordered a beer, then plunged ahead. "Hello. I hope you don't think I'm being too forward but I had to speak to you. My name is Steve, Steve Williams," I took a sip of my beer, hoping to cover the shaking of my hand. She turned, smiling at me. Her eyes were a dark chocolate brown, matching her hair. Her eyes twinkled as she looked at me, her smile growing wider. "Well, hello to you, Steve. That's one heck of a pickup line you have there!" "Um, I, um, well," I stammered, captivated by her eyes as they bore into mine. "I'm Jamie, Jamie Miller, pleased to meet you," she said as she extended her hand, taking pity on me. I grasped it and the contact only confirmed the feeling of being struck by lightning I'd felt when our eyes had met earlier. "L-likewise," I said. God I was behaving like a tongue-tied idiot! "Can I... um, buy you a drink?" Her drink was nearly empty so I felt safe offering her another. "Thank you, Steve, but I'm going to be leaving soon. I was waiting for a friend but she just texted me that she's not going to make it." Jamie took the final sip of her drink and slid off the barstool. I knew I needed to say something or this lovely creature was going to get away. "Um, can I... call you sometime? I know this sounds corny but I felt something when our eyes met earlier and I felt it again when we shook hands. I'd really like to ask you out, if you don't mind?" I was blowing it, I knew it, but I'd never felt like this about a woman I'd just met. She looked me up and down, trying to determine if I was just an idiot or maybe a stalker, when she reached over to a stack of napkins and, after pulling a pen from her purse, she wrote a number on it. "Here's my cell. Why don't you call me sometime and if I'm free we can have a drink or something?" Jamie said with a smile. I grabbed the napkin and stuffed it in my pocket as she turned and walked away. I stayed at the bar for a while, sucking on my beer and staring at the number. I hoped it was her real number but what were the chances of that? I'd probably never see her again and when I called the number it would probably be a pizza parlor, but I had to try. "So?" Paul asked when I got back to the table. "She gave me her number. At least I hope it's her number. Of course with my luck lately it'll be a Chinese laundry!" I laughed, though I was secretly wishing for the number to be real. "Well, if it's a dry cleaner's ask what they charge. The place near me charges out the ass!" Ron piped in as he clapped me on the shoulder. "It's your turn. Put your fin on the table, buddy, I'm feelin' lucky tonight!" I didn't know if I was feeling lucky or not. I guess I'd know tomorrow. ***** I waited until after 1:00 PM before I called. I'd dialed the number, except for the last digit, a dozen times. Each time I ended the call before I punched in that last digit. I knew I was being a chicken but I didn't want to know that she'd blown me off. As long as I didn't complete the call I still had hope that the woman who intrigued me so much was going to be on the other end of the line. If I finished the call and it turned out to be someone else all my hopes would be dashed. Like last night, I knew that if I wanted to ask Jamie out I had to make the call. "Hello?" "Jamie?" "Yes, this is Jamie." "Hi, Jamie. This is Steve, from the bar last night?" "Oh hi, Steve! I'm glad you called!" she said. Her voice sounded happy, as if she was smiling. "I was wondering. Would you like to go out for dinner tonight?" I asked hopefully. "I'm sorry, Steve, I can't—" "Oh, that's okay. I understand..." "No, you don't. I'm having dinner with my family tonight. It's my sister's birthday. I could meet you for a drink later, say around 10?" Jamie said hopefully. "That would be great!" I replied, excited that she seemed to want to see me. "How about we meet at the same place as last night?" "Sure, that sounds great. Hey, just in case the party goes long why don't you give me your number? I'd hate to think I was standing you up," she said with a hint of teasing in her words. "Sure, got a pen?" I gave her my cell number, thanked her for agreeing to meet me, then I hung up. I quickly added her cell number to my phone then I spent the rest of the afternoon puttering around the house. I was too nervous to sit at home so I drove over to my parent's house. They loved it when I dropped in, since I didn't do it very often, but tonight I wanted company. "Hi, Mom, Dad!" I called out as I opened the back door. "Steve!" Mom said as she pulled me into a hug. "What brings you by?" "Your cooking, Mary, what else?" Dad said as he too pulled me into a hug. He slapped me on the back, hugging me tightly. "Now, Joe, stop that! Steve's welcome any time!" Mom said as she whapped my father on the arm. "Actually I have a date later tonight for drinks but I'm too nervous to sit home. I hope you don't mind?" I said as I sat down on the couch, facing my father who took the chair opposite me. Mom settled down on the other end of the couch, a smug smile on her face. "A date, huh? And you're nervous about it? What is this girl, a supermodel?" Mom said, teasingly. "No, she's very pretty but she's not a supermodel. I don't know what it is. I can't explain it but I'm really attracted to her. I've never been attracted to a woman like this before. It's kinda scary, you know?" I said, focusing on my hands which were resting in my lap. "Hmm, sounds intriguing," Dad said. "All I can say is be yourself and be polite. Get to know her for herself and you'll do fine." "I'm glad you're thinking about dating..." Mom said as she trailed off, not wanting to bring up a touchy subject. It had been just over a year since I'd broken up with my long-time girlfriend. We'd met in my senior year at college and had been dating pretty seriously for over a year. We'd seemed to be doing well, or at least *I'd* thought so. I'd gone out and bought a ring and was planning to propose when she broke up with me. I took it pretty hard since I had no clue that she wasn't on the same page as me. It turned out that she'd found a guy at work she liked better than me. She let me down easy but it still shook my confidence and I hadn't dated very much in the last year. "Well, don't get too excited, Mom. It's just drinks." "Even so, I'm pleased to see you trying. Supper will be ready in ten minutes. Why don't you go wash up?" ***** After dinner Mom, Dad and I watched a new movie they'd bought and that kept me busy until close to 9:30. I kissed my mom goodnight then headed to the bar. For a Saturday night it was pretty busy but I was able to get a stool at the bar where I could see the door. I had just taken a sip of my beer when Jamie walked in. She glanced around the room and when she saw me she smiled widely as she hurried to my side. "Hi Steve, I made it!" "What can I get you?" "Tom Collins, if you would, please." I signaled the bartender and placed her order. While we were waiting for the drink a stool opened up two seats away. Since the guy between me and the seat seemed to be alone I asked him if he wouldn't mind sliding over. He smiled as he noticed Jamie standing by my side. He slid over, tipping his beer to me. Jamie quickly grabbed the chair just as the bartender returned with her drink. "Umm, that's good," she said as she took a sip of the frothy drink. "So how was your sister's party?" I asked, hoping it was a safe topic to begin with. "Fine, my sister is a bit of a nag though. She keeps asking me when I'm going to settle down. Sheesh, she just got married last year and she's a year older than me! I love her to death but sometimes..." "I wish I knew where you were coming from but I'm an only child. Do you have any other siblings?" From there we were off. I found out that she had an older brother, Josh, who was two years older than her sister, Emily. I found out she was 26, two years older than me, and a sales rep for a drug company. She loved her job but sometimes the travel was a hassle, especially during construction season. Her territory extended from Cape Cod all the way to Rhode Island. I told her I was an architect with a small firm that designed mostly commercial buildings, though with the economy we were branching out. I was currently working with a homeowner on a remodel of their home. We talked for three hours, until last call, and from there we drove to Denny's for coffee. I'd never felt this comfortable with a woman before and didn't want the evening to end. However after our second cup Jamie let out a yawn that would have made a lion proud. "God, I'm sorry!" she said, as a blush crept up her cheeks. "No, I'm the one who should be sorry. I've kept you out way too late." I paid the check then walked her to her car. "Well, goodnight, Jamie. I really enjoyed myself. I'd... I'd like to ask you out again," I said hopefully. "I did too, Steve. I can't remember when I've had such a good time. I've told you things I've never told a guy before!" she said, blushing again. "I'd like you to ask me out again." She kissed me on the cheek and before I could respond she was in her car and driving away. I stood there, dumbfounded. My cheek tingled where she'd kissed me and I felt more alive than I had in years. ***** I called Jamie the next morning to make a date for the following Friday. Between her work schedule and mine weekends were the only time our schedules allowed time for dating. Either she or I would call in the evening and we'd talk for a while but it was never enough. We couldn't wait until the weekend when we could actually see each other. Our first real date was simple, dinner and a movie. I picked her up at her apartment, a small place across town from my own home. "Steve! Come in!" she said as she answered the door. She wore a dark blue blouse and tan slacks. Her hair was done up, exposing her neck. She looked gorgeous. I pulled the flowers I'd brought from behind my back, handing them to her. "Oh, they're beautiful!" she said as she took them into the kitchen. She pulled a vase from her cupboard, filled it with water, then she put the arrangement on her coffee table. She walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Thank you, Steve. I can't remember the last time someone gave me flowers." "I don't know who you've dated before but they had to be crazy not to bring you flowers!" I said honestly. "Thank you, Steve," she said softly, glancing up at me through her lashes. I could see she was blushing again. "Well, why don't we get going? We have reservations for 7:00." We had a quiet dinner, no dessert, and then we were on to the movie. It was a romantic comedy and in spite of being what one might consider a 'chick flick' it was actually pretty good. I'm kind of a sucker for romance and it was nice to see the couple get together at the end. I didn't want the evening to end so I suggested going out for dessert. We ended up at a small café near Jamie's apartment where we shared a piece of pie and talked over too many cups of coffee. I dropped Jamie off at her apartment and this time I kissed her, lightly, on the lips. As I pulled away I noticed her eyes were still closed and she had a pleased look on her face. "Goodnight, Jamie, I had a wonderful time," I said as I held her hands in mine. "Me too, Steve. Goodnight." She opened her door, smiling at me as she closed it behind her. As I had the previous week I about floated to the car as thoughts of Jamie played out in my head. ***** We dated every Friday and Saturday for three months. During this time we progressed from chaste kisses at the door to some pretty heavy kissing in her living room after an evening out. The first time we really kissed it was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. Kissing Jamie was as close to having sex while staying completely dressed as possible; at least it was for me. I could tell she was affected as well because when we broke apart her chest would heave and her nipples would be poking against her bra. One time, after we'd been kissing for a while, I slid my hand up to cup her breast. "Steve, we need to talk," Jamie gasped as she grabbed my hand, holding it against her stomach. I worried that I'd offended her and began to apologize. "I'm so sorry, Jamie—" I began. "No, Steve, you didn't do anything wrong. It's just that I think we need to talk before things progress any further." She leaned in, pecking me on the lips, her eyes asking me to understand. "Okay, Jamie, I'm listening. Please, talk to me." "I like you, Steve. I really like you. But I need you to understand that I'm kind of old fashioned. I'm saving myself for the man I'm going to marry and I hope you respect that." "I do, Jamie. I understand completely. I have to say that you're a rare woman in this day and age. I admire you and your resolve." "I also want you to know that because of my position on sex I am prepared to satisfy you in other ways..." She trailed off, her cheeks turning red, evidence of her embarrassment. "What about you? Don't you need... relief?" I asked softly. "Don't you worry about me. I'll be fine. After all, I've been dealing with this ever since I started dating." "Still..." I said as I gazed into her eyes. "Quiet now. I'll be fine. Me and my vibrator are old friends, really." She smiled shyly up at me then she leaned in, laying kisses along side of my neck. "Alright, if you say so. But if you ever change your mind you let me know. I promise, we'll never go any farther than you want. I'm not some sex maniac who is going to jump your bones the first time I get you naked. I care for you, Jamie, a lot. We'll take things at your pace. I promise." "I know, Steve, and I do trust you but I also don't want to be a tease. I don't know if I'd be able to maintain my resolve so I don't put myself in a position to be tempted. Thanks for being so understanding." She pulled me down into a fierce kiss. Her tongue slid between my lips and dueled with mine. When her hand released mine so that her arms could wrap themselves around my neck I slid my hand back up to her breast. As my fingers closed around her mound she moaned into my mouth while pressing herself even harder into my hand. God this woman was hot! I didn't know how she could be this hot and still be a virgin at 26 but it wasn't up to me to question her beliefs. I slipped two, then three buttons on her blouse so that it opened enough so that my hand could hold her lace-clad flesh. Her orb filled my hand, round and heavy, the hot flesh encased within her bra frustrated me. Just as I was about to slip my hand around her back to undo the garment she pulled away. "Front clasp," she hissed in my ear as she nipped my earlobe. I captured her mouth once more as my fingers found then released the clasp. The fabric parted, her globes now exposed. I gently tweaked first her right, then her left nipple, bringing both of them to instant hardness. She pulled away, her eyes wild with desire as she drew my head down to her chest. "Suck them!" she growled as she forced her nipple into my mouth. I obeyed her request, sucking and licking her nipples. I switched back and forth until both nipples and most of her breasts were slick with my saliva. As I sucked I nipped the hard flesh causing small moans and groans to escape from her throat. I could hear her breathing accelerate as she fed more and more of her breasts into my mouth. Her body stiffened as her orgasm overtook her. "Steve! Oh God, I'm cummmingg! Oh Steve! Don't stop, baby, don't stop! Bite me! Suck me, please!!!!!" I nipped harder on her, pulling her nipples with my teeth, stretching them away from her full breasts. She shook and shuddered, her arms squeezing me fiercely to her chest. If I died now I'd have died a happy man being smothered by her flesh! At last she relaxed and I slowed my sucking, finally just licking the stiff nubbins with the tip of my tongue. She opened her eyes lazily, seeming to have difficulty focusing at first. At last her breathing slowed enough to where she could talk. "That's... never... happened... before..." she panted, the satisfied look on her face told me everything I needed to know. "You've never...?" I asked incredulously. "Not from just having my breasts sucked, no. I don't know what you did to me but I hope you keep doing it!" I grinned like a fool, so pleased was I that I'd been able to give this wonderful woman so much pleasure. "I knew you were a special man, Steve, and you've just proved it. No other man I've dated has *ever* affected me the way you do. It's almost as if you knew my body better than me. It's amazing." "You're amazing, Jamie. You're a beautiful woman who is more responsive than anyone I've ever been with and I've only touched your breasts! I can't wait to see what will happen if we ever make love." Jamie blushed at my praise though she gazed at me with barely concealed desire. "After what you just did I think you'd probably kill me, but what a way to go!" she exclaimed, giggling happily. I leaned back, resting against the couch as she snuggled into my arms. Her blouse and bra stayed open though in this position I couldn't really see very much of her. Jamie ran her hand over my chest, tweaking my nipples. I'd never had much sensation from my nipples but Jamie's touch was driving me wild. My cock, which had been starting to soften, began to harden again. I felt myself swelling, pressing into her bottom. I tried to shift my body so she wouldn't notice but that wasn't to be. My New Girl? Ch. 01 "I feel you, Steve. Umm, it feels good. I want to see it. Please, let me take care of you now." She wiggled her hips eliciting another groan from me before she climbed off my lap to settle on her knees between my legs. My stiff cock tented the front of my slacks and I was glad that they were black because I was sure there would be an obvious wet spot otherwise. The first touch of Jamie's hands nearly had me shooting off in my pants! "God, baby, be careful! It's been a long time since I've been with a woman. If you don't watch it I'm going to soil my underwear!" I watched in awe as she carefully undid my belt, pulled down my zipper and, with a little help from me, pulled my pants and shorts down to my feet. My cock was swaying in time to my pulse, the head an angry purple and dripping precum. Jamie wrapped her hand around me, squeezing me just below the head. The almost overwhelming urge lessened slightly, enough so that I had some control. "Don't worry, baby. You just lay back and let little Jamie make you feel good," she said as she began to stroke my shaft slowly up and down. "Umm, you have a beautiful cock, Steve. I love the size and shape, the color of the head, the steel-hardness wrapped in velvet soft flesh. If I'd designed a cock from scratch it would look like this!" Those were the last words she spoke for a long time. Her tongue ran over every inch of my cock, top to bottom, side to side, around and under my balls, her tongue never stayed in one place. Her hands were busy also, cupping my sack as she gently squeezed the orbs within. Every time she felt me begin the climb to orgasm she did her squeezing trick, staving off the explosion I knew was coming. "So good, Jamie, so, so, good," I moaned as I stroked her hair. Our eyes met and held and I nearly lost it as her mouth closed over my organ. The lust in her eyes told me that she wasn't doing this just to please me, she actually enjoyed having me in her mouth. I've had women perform oral on me almost since I started dating, and some have really gotten into it, but no one took such obvious pleasure from the act. She pulled back, squeezed me hard, then plunged her mouth down over my shaft until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. I was struggling to hold back and I'd almost succeeded when I felt her swallowing around the head of my cock that was embedded in her throat. I lost it then, crying out as my full balls emptied themselves in her mouth. "UGGGGHHHHHH!" I cried at the top of my lungs. I'd been held off so long that it was actually painful to come, my testicles aching as they worked to feed Jamie everything I had. Somehow I kept my eyes open as I watched Jamie's throat working as she struggled to keep up. Our eyes met and I began another round of shots that did overwhelm her ability to keep up. Warm thick semen leaked from around her lips, down my shaft and onto her hand which held my shaft in a tight grip. Finally my overworked balls were empty and the woman who'd been attached to my cock like it was a lifeline, pulled away. She licked her lips, scooping the cum that had leaked down her chin back into her mouth. Once she'd gotten all of that she went back to my shaft, cleaning any traces from me. When she was convinced she'd gotten it all she sat back on her heels smiling widely. "God, Steve, you weren't kidding! I can't remember the last time I wasn't able to take all of a guy's load!" She licked her lips, moaning happily. "Damn, you even taste good! You taste almost sweet! I'm going to want a lot more of that, I'm just warning you now." She rose onto her knees, leaning in towards me, her breasts hanging down sexily as she rubbed her nipples along my leg. I reached down, pulling her onto my lap. I kissed her, tasting myself on her lips and tongue. I've never been squeamish about kissing a woman after she's given me a blowjob. If she can swallow it and give me such pleasure the least I can do is let her know I appreciate her efforts. "Jamie, that was *the* best blowjob I've ever had, bar none! I'm kind of jealous, knowing that you've done that to other men." I kissed her quickly as she looked to respond negatively. "I'm not complaining, mind you, I just don't ever want to share you with another man, that's all." "You won't, Steve. I'm a one man woman and you're my man as long as you want me." I smiled, pulling her into my arms. Though we hadn't said the three scary words I knew it was just a matter of time. I glanced at the clock, noticing that it was now after 3 AM. I groaned, wishing that I didn't have to go home. "I should be going, babe," I said as I patted her on the butt. "Unless you want me to stay?" I asked hopefully. "I'm not ready for that quite yet, Steve. I'm sorry," she said, truly saddened by her feelings. "Hey, no problem. It never hurts to ask, right?" I said with a grin. "No, it doesn't," she smiled back. She climbed off my lap, allowing me to pull my pants back up. By the time I had everything together Jamie's blouse was closed and buttoned. She walked me to the door, reluctantly kissing me goodnight. "Good night, Steve. I'll see you tomorrow, right?" she asked softly, as she stroked my cheek. "You bet, you couldn't keep me away." I kissed her again, a soft sweet kiss, full of promise, as I walked out the door. For the first time since I'd been dating Jamie I did not need to masturbate before I could fall asleep. ***** To be continued in part 2 My New Girl? Ch. 02 This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. ***** Our dates took on a new dimension now that the sexual barrier had been breached. As Jamie had warned me, she couldn't get enough of me. The next day, before we left for our date, Jamie about attacked me. As soon as I entered her apartment she dragged me to her couch, fished my cock out and sucked me to orgasm. I was the grateful recipient of all her talents as my balls emptied themselves in record time. While I tried to get my breath back Jamie skipped off to her bedroom to fix her hair and makeup! Upon our return to her apartment at the end of the evening she stripped off her blouse and bra then stripped me naked. She then proceeded to make love to me with her mouth, hands and breasts. Most times she came during her lovemaking; many times she'd orgasm with me. I loved to see her eyes flutter closed and feel her body shudder as she sucked me dry. Never once did she lose a drop, not even during the most intense orgasms, hers or mine! I'd hinted a number of times about staying over but Jamie was still reluctant. I didn't understand why but maybe it was because she was still unsure of my feelings. I resolved to rectify that oversight the next time we were together. The next night, Saturday, I picked her up at 6:00 for our date. As soon as I walked in the door Jamie tried to hustle me over to the couch so she could get her cock fix. "Jamie, baby, slow down. I have something I want to say." I drew her down to sit next to me on the couch. I held her hands in mine as I gazed into her eyes. "Jamie, we've been going out together for over six months now. I think it's time to take our relationship to the next level. Jamie, I love you. I want to ask you to marry me some day, but for now I'd like to ask you to move in with me. I want to go to sleep with you in my arms. I want to wake up to you every morning. I want to have you in my life, Jamie. What do you say?" Jamie's eyes grew bright with unshed tears as she contemplated my offer. "I love you too, Steve. I've never said that to a man before, but I know it's true. I know I'll never find a man I'll love as much as I do you. You complete me. I'm not happy when you're not with me and I can't wait until the next time I can see you—" "Then move in with me!" I urged. "It sounds like we both want the same things, Jamie." "We do, Steve, for the most part. But there's still one thing that is keeping me from agreeing to your request. I need to think about this, Steve. This is a very important decision for me and I have to be sure. Can you understand? Can you give me some time to think about it?" "Jamie, I *love* you! Of course you can have all the time you want. When you move in I want it to be your decision, what *you* want. If you're not ready then I'll wait. I just wanted you to know how I feel. I'm not going anywhere, Jamie. Take as long as you want." I smiled at her as I cupped her cheek, kissing her lightly on the lips. "Steve, do you mind if we don't go out tonight? You've given me a lot to think about and I don't think I'd be very good company. Please come over for dinner tomorrow night and I'll have your answer for you." She leaned into my hand, kissing my palm. "Sure, baby, but there's no rush. You don't have to give me a decision tomorrow, you know. I'll still be here when you're ready." "I know that, darling, and I really appreciate your patience with me. However I owe it to you to make a decision and I don't want to drag it out. Come over tomorrow at six. I'll make lasagna and then we'll talk, okay?" I stood up, drawing her into my arms. I loved the way her body melded into mine. We fit like we were made for each other. I stood there, just holding her, breathing in the scent of her shampoo. I was suddenly nervous. What would I do if she said no? What would I do if she didn't want to be with me anymore? I'd been really down when I'd broken up with Michelle. How would I survive if Jamie left? I scolded myself, I shouldn't be thinking like this! Jamie loved me, she'd told me so tonight! I just had to hope I hadn't scared her with my talk of marriage. Reluctantly, I pulled out of our embrace and, with a loving kiss full of the promise of the future, I walked out the door. ***** RING-RING "Hello?" "Hi, Mom, it's Jamie." "Jamie, sweetie, how are you?" "Fine, I guess. Actually that's why I called." "Oh?" Mom said, sounding concerned. "It's Steve." "What about him, honey?" "He told me he loves me." "That's great! Isn't it?" "Yeah, actually it is. I really love him too, Mom." "So, what's the problem then?" "Well... he asked me to move in with him," I said softly. "I see. I guess that could be a problem, if you let it." "MOM! I've got to tell him to do that!" I said, upset that my mother wasn't seeing the problem here. "Yes, you will. Jamie, ever since you were young you've been looking for a man who would love you for who you are. I think Steve is that man, but it's your decision. Hold on." I heard my mother call my father and ask him to get on the line. "Hi honey, how are you?" "I'm confused, Daddy. Steve told me he loves me and wants me to move in with him." "I see..." "I already told her that, Gene!" "Do you love him, Jamie?" Dad asked. "More than anything, Daddy," I said, falling back into the more immature address for my father. "Then I think you should tell him. He really loves you, Jamie. I could tell. The last few times you two were over here he couldn't keep his eyes off you. Heck, he reminds me of how I looked at your mother when I was his age. Still do, for that matter," he said, the smile he was giving my mother coming through clearly. "I agree with your father, Jamie. I think Steve will understand. He may be surprised at first but as long as you don't overreact he'll be fine and he'll love you even more for trusting him. I don't want you to give up on the best thing that's come into your life because you're afraid, Jamie." "But, what if he doesn't?" I whined. I couldn't imagine life without Steve. "Then he doesn't deserve you, and he's a damn fool and I just don't see him as a fool." Dad took a deep breath, his voice soft and reassuring. "Trust him, Jamie. I know it's hard and I didn't make it any easier for you and I'm sorry for that. You're my baby girl and I love you. I just want you to be happy." "I understood, Daddy, really. I know you and Mom love me and always will. It's scary but you're right. It's time to trust in Steve's love for me. Thanks, Mom, Dad. I appreciate it." "When are you going to tell him?" Mom asked. "Tomorrow night. He's coming over at six. I'm cooking lasagna and then we're going to talk." "Why don't you two come over for dinner Monday night? I have faith and I want to be the first to congratulate you two," Mom said. "Yeah, me too, sweetheart. I know you'll be fine. Good luck. I love you!" "I love you too, Dad, Mom. Bye now!" I hung up the phone feeling a little better about my decision. I believed my parents, for the most part, but I felt the need for a second opinion. I dialed my sister, Emily. If anyone would give me the cold hard truth it would be her. "Hi Em, it's Jamie." "Jamie! It's good to hear from you. Hey, it's Saturday night, why aren't you out with that hunk boyfriend of yours?" Emily asked carefully. "That's what I called about, actually," I said softly, trying to gather my courage. "Is everything all right? Did anything happen?" "Steve told me he loves me tonight." "Well, it's about damn time! I didn't take that man for an idiot but he sure dragged it out! Anyone can see that man is totally in love with you." "That's what Mom and Dad said too." "See, I'm not the only one who thinks so. If he loves you, what's the problem?" "He wants me to move in with him." "Oh." "Yeah, oh. What do I do, Em?" "Do you love him?" "More than anything," I said truthfully. "Then you have your answer. If you love him and he loves you then you need to tell him. I can't say with certainty, no one can, but from what I've seen he'll understand." "You really think so?" "Yeah, I do. I wouldn't say so just to blow smoke up your ass you know." "I know, that's why I called you. I knew I could count on you for an honest opinion. Thanks, Em. I know what I have to do now." "When are you going to tell him?" "Well the original plan was to tell him tomorrow evening but there's no time like the present, is there?" I said, sounding more calm than I actually was. "Nope, good luck girl. Call me when you can, okay?" "Okay!" The next number I dialed barely rang before it was picked up. "Hello?" Steve's voice sounded nervous. I calmed down a bit, he was obviously as worried about my decision as I was. "Hi Steve," I said softly. "Can you come over?" "Yes, are you sure?" "Yes, Steve, I'm sure." "Be right there! I love you!" "I love you too! Hurry, please!" I hung up the phone and began pacing the living room as I waited for the man I loved. ***** 'She wants me to come over now!' I thought to myself. 'She said she loves me too!' I didn't know if I'd need anything but I threw a clean shirt, underwear, socks, and my toothbrush, hairbrush and razor into my gym bag, just in case. I figured I'd practice the power of positive thinking. If I didn't need it the bag would never leave the back seat. I drove over to her apartment as quickly as possible but it still took me thirty-five minutes to get there. I bounded up the steps and knocked on the door. Before the second knock fell the door opened. There stood Jamie, looking as nervous as I probably felt. I took her in my arms, enfolding her, pressing her sexy body against mine. My heartbeat slowed as the feel of her body relaxed me as it seemed I did for her as well. Reluctantly she pulled away from my embrace and led me to the couch. "Steve, I love you very much, and I know you love me. Before I can move in with you I need to tell you something. It's something only my family knows but, if we're going to be together, you have to know as well." "Jamie, whatever it is I'm sure I can deal with it. I love you more than anyone I've ever met. There isn't anything you could tell me that would change my mind." "I hope you feel that way after I tell you my secret, I really do." She grasped my hands in hers but she couldn't meet my eyes. She hung her head, while I waited for her to speak. "Ihaveapenis," she said softly, in a rush. The silence was deafening as I tried to process what I thought I'd heard. "Huh?" I said, sounding confused. "I could have sworn you said you had a penis? This is not the time to joke, Jamie." "It's... it's not a joke, Steve. I... I... I have a penis." I looked at her in shock. This couldn't be. How could this beautiful woman have a penis? That it was true was so obvious. As she'd said, this wasn't a joke. It was the truth. The woman I loved was not what I thought. She was a, what was the term they used on the net, a shemale? That she saw herself as a woman was also obvious. Her family treated her as the baby sister so she'd been living like this for a long time. Her friends treated her like a woman so they either didn't know or didn't care, but either way she wasn't acting. So, now that I knew her plumbing wasn't quite what I was expecting what did that mean to me? I looked at the person sitting on the couch next to me, still holding my hands, her head bowed, awaiting my decision. She'd trusted me with something I'm sure very few people knew. It had to be scary for her but she'd done it. She'd overcome her fear and put herself, her heart, on the line. She'd opened herself to potential ridicule or heartbreak and done so willingly. As I was thinking this Jamie spoke once more. "I know that it's a lot to take in, Steve. I understand if you need some time to think. I love you, Steve, and I hope you love me too." She started to rise from the couch but I held her hand, not wanting to let her go. "I agree, Jamie. It *is* a lot to take in. Heck, if you'd asked me an hour ago if I could guess your secret I'd have *never* guessed this! However, I also see the same woman I've known and loved for a long time and who I asked to move in with me. I do love you, Jamie. I loved you when I left and I love you now. I want you to move in with me and I want to marry you." As I said the words I knew them to be true. The sight of her eyes as they rose to meet mine told me I'd said the right thing. "My family said you'd understand, but I still wasn't sure. I love you, Steve, so very much, and yes, I'll move in with you. And, some day soon I will marry you. I think we both need some more time to really get to know each other, but if you haven't run screaming by now then I don't see that changing." I drew Jamie into my arms, settling her onto my lap. I leaned down to kiss her, our lips meshing, our tongues dueling, as we renewed our love for one another. Both of us realized how close we had come to maybe losing everything. If she hadn't had the courage to tell me, or if I'd have reacted differently, our lives might have been very different, very lonely, and I'm glad the way things worked out. "Steve," Jamie said as she drew away from me, her eyes alight with love. "Take me to bed. Make love to me." "Are you sure, Jamie? I thought you wanted to save yourself for your wedding night?" I asked, though I was already getting excited at the possibility of making love to this sexy woman. "No, what I said was I was saving myself for the man I'm going to marry. I think we've settled that one, don't you?" She wiggled her eyebrows at me as she slid her hand between us to grab my already hardening cock. "Your wish is my command, my love." I grasped her under her legs, holding her tightly to me as I rose from the couch with her in my arms. I carried her towards the back of the apartment. In all the time I'd known her I'd never been inside her bedroom. The room was as I expected. A double bed was covered with a pink bedspread with flowers. Matching curtains hung on the window. The walls were painted in a soft shade of pink that blended in well with her choice of bed linens. If I hadn't been convinced that, no matter what was between her legs, this person I held in my arms was a woman I was now. I laid her on the bed carefully, showing her that she was precious to me. I lay down beside her, kissing her lips gently. "You are so beautiful, Jamie. I've always thought so. Now I get to do what I've wanted to do for ages. Explore your lovely body completely." Jamie's eyes bore into mine as tears gathered at the corners. She stroked my face as she lay next to me, trembling slightly. "I've never been with a man before, not completely. I want you so badly, Steve. But please go slowly, okay?" "I will, my love. I want you to enjoy this as much as possible. I know that it might be painful at first but I'm going to do my best to make the experience as painless as possible." My hand dropped down to her blouse and I began to undo the buttons, slowly, one by one. "I know you will, my love. I trust you." She lay back as more and more of her blouse opened, revealing the white lace bra that held her breasts. Carefully I slid the blouse down her arms then off. I tossed it onto the chair near the bed, returning to bare more of her lovely flesh. I stroked her arms, pulling the straps of her bra down, exposing the tops of her breasts to my gaze. This bra clasped at the back so I gently lifted her upper body off the mattress so I could undo the clasp. When it came loose her breasts tumbled out of their confinement. As many times as I'd seen those luscious orbs I never tired of them. Her breasts were full and round. Her nipples were hard, pink, eraser-like nubs that crinkled in her excitement. The skin of her breasts was clear and white in contrast to the tanned portions of her upper body. I'd seen her in a bathing suit a time or two but it was obvious that the one she tanned in was much smaller. I wondered if the bottom was as small as the top. I grinned to myself as I realized that soon I'd know, from firsthand experience. I kissed her neck, shoulder and then down to her right breast. I knew she had very sensitive nipples so I avoided them. I didn't want her coming from breast play this time. I planned to make her come, at least once, by playing with her penis. I glanced down, trying to see if there was a lump in her slacks but there was none. I had to wonder then as to her size. Was she large, but hid it well? Or was she small, like a prepubescent boy? Again I knew I would find out soon. I couldn't wait. Though I'd never had any desire to be with a man the thought of playing with Jamie's penis had my desire for her going off the chart. I kissed down her belly, stopping to dip my tongue into her navel. She squirmed around, her hands running through my hair as I drew closer to her treasure. I shifted my body so that I was kneeling beside her as my hands went to the button on the waist of her slacks. "Last chance, Jamie. If you want to change your mind it's okay. I love you and I'll wait until our wedding night if that's what you want," I said, my eyes locked with hers. I saw the smile on her face and the confidence I saw there pleased me. "I want you, Steve. I want you in every way a woman wants a man. Take me, my love. Make me yours." I smiled, pleased by her words as I popped the button on her slacks. I pulled the zipper down slowly, revealing her panty hose. Inside the panty hose was a lacy pair of white underwear, probably a match to the bra I'd removed earlier. "Lift up," I said as I grasped the waist band of her slacks. She raised her hips so that I could slide her slacks down and off. Next came the panty hose. I carefully removed them, being very gentle so as not to run them. "This isn't the first time you've undressed a woman, is it?" Jamie asked thoughtfully. "You removed my panty hose like you knew what you were doing." "I won't lie, Jamie. I've had lovers before, as you know. And yes, I've learned not to be rough with panty hose so I don't run them. What I will promise you is that from this day forward you are the only woman whose panty hose I'll be removing." I said as I slid her hose off her feet, tossing them into the chair to join her other clothes. "You'd better not, buster!" she said with a laugh, though I could see some nervousness on her face as she lay there now clad in just her panties. Again, I glanced at her crotch. I still could not see any sign of her penis. I guessed from this observation that she was probably small, maybe genetically. I looked at her, from head to toe, and saw only a gorgeous, sexy woman who was waiting patiently for me to make love to her. I climbed off the bed and straightened out her clothes in the chair so they wouldn't wrinkle. I then proceeded to undress myself. I pulled my shirt over my head, followed by my shoes and socks. Next came my pants and briefs. At last I stood, proudly naked, my cock bobbing in time to my heartbeat. "Come here, lover. I want to taste you," Jamie said as she extended her hand in invitation. "Not quite yet, lover. You're still a bit overdressed." Again I climbed onto the bed but this time I knelt between her feet. I scooted closer to her, forcing her legs apart bit more. I could see a tiny bit of wetness on the crotch of her panties, probably from her natural lubrication. "Ready?" "Uh-huh," she nodded, her eyes focused on my hands. I grasped her panties by the sides. Slowly I slid them down until I could see a small strip of hair. It seemed that she shaved and had left a 'landing strip' of sorts. I patted her bottom and she again lifted her hips. I continued my slow revealing of her treasure until at last I could see her penis. I slid the panties down and off, tossing them to join our clothes on the chair. My New Girl? Ch. 02 I was amazed at the sight of her. She was soft and her little penis looked to be about an inch and a half, maybe two inches long. It rested to the left, barely hiding the tiny ball-sack that lay beneath. She had shaved, making her penis resemble a prepubescent boy, as I'd guessed. "It's beautiful, Jamie, really it is. I'm so glad you trust me to see you like this." "Oh, Steve!" she cried, as tears ran from her eyes to roll down her cheeks. "I love you *so* much! Please, touch me, Steve. I want you to touch me." She raised her legs, spreading herself wide, exposing her intimate treasure to my gaze. I slowly reached out so that I could run my fingertip over her. As I did so she began to stiffen though she didn't get too much longer. She was circumcised so as she grew stiffer the head turned from a light pink to a slightly darker shade, but nowhere close to the dark purple of the head of my own cock. I leaned down so I could get a better look, holding the organ with my fingers. I stroked her carefully, as I placed a kiss on her tiny scrotum. "Steve!" she cried as her hips jerked at my attention. "You don't have to do that, baby," she said though she opened her legs wider to give me better access. "I do, Jamie. I told you I loved to eat a woman and since you're my woman I plan to eat you to orgasm. I know you have them, you couldn't fake those over the last few weeks but do you ejaculate when you come?" I asked, curiously. I had no qualms about eating her come but I did want to know what to expect. "I do, but not very much. A couple of small spurts is all and it's very thin. I even have sperm in it, though my sperm count is almost nonexistent," she said almost an afterthought. "Okay then, Jamie, you just lay back let old Steve take good care of you." I smiled as I remembered her words to me before she blew me for the first time. I lay on my stomach between her legs, my face so close to her that I could feel the heat of her genitals on my lips. Her little asshole winked at me as I continued to stroke her little cock so I stuck out my tongue, slashing it across her pucker. She groaned loudly as she humped her ass into my tongue. I slid my tongue into her, fucking her asshole with my tongue. I marveled at the clean taste of her, assuming she'd washed up before I'd arrived. I licked up to her little balls, slathering the wrinkled scrotum with my tongue. She was constantly moaning, her head thrashing on the pillow as she squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples quite roughly. I filed that tidbit away for future reference but that too was for later. I licked up the shaft of her small cock to the dark pink head. It reminded me of a huge clit, and maybe that's what it really ways. I pulled her cock into my mouth, sucking hard then soft, as I bobbed my head up and down. Jamie cried out her pleasure as I maintained my attack on her little cock. "Oh God, Steve! I can't believe how good that is! I've never had anyone suck me before, never! Honey, eat me, suck me, ohhhhhh, I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG!" Jamie's hips hunched into my mouth as her little balls worked overtime to produce her orgasm. I felt her head swell in my mouth then I felt it. Once, twice, three times her balls pumped her thin semen into my mouth. It tasted good, it made my taste buds tingle at the flavor as I held her ejaculate in my mouth. I'd lost track of what I'd been doing and I guess her cock was becoming sensitive because she pushed me away, gently but firmly. "Too much baby, too much," she panted. Her chest heaved as she tried to regain her breath though she kept her legs spread wide, exposing herself to my lustful gaze. I watched her little cock lose its stiffness, coming to rest on her scrotum, as it had been before we'd got started. I raised up on my knees, gazing down at her, amazed that this beautiful creature now belonged to me. I swallowed her cum, savoring the taste. I knew I'd want a lot more of that sweet, tangy fluid. I crawled up to lie beside her while she rested. I pulled her into my arms, enjoying the feel of her breasts as they heave against my body. "You were amazing, baby. I loved sucking you and I hope you enjoyed it too because I plan to do it a lot more." I kissed the top of her head as she snuggled into my side. She placed feather-light kisses on my chest, interspersed with little cat-like licks to my nipples. "Anything you want, Steve," she said breathlessly. "I can't believe how good it felt to be sucked by you. Is that kind of what I do for you?" "No, I'm sure what you do for me is *way* better! I've never seen a woman who gets such enjoyment out of a blowjob and I've never known one to come from giving one. You, my love, are one in a million!" "It's you, Steve. You inspire me. I've never come with anyone else from sucking their cock. It's some kind of chemistry that we have. I've felt it from the day we met, though I didn't want to tell you that. The feeling has only grown stronger the longer we've been together. If I didn't know better I'd say we were soul mates." "Hmm, I like the sound of that. Soul mates. I know you're *my* mate, soul or otherwise. I'm so glad I met you and that you decided to trust me to understand about you." "I almost didn't you know. I talked to my mom and dad and then to Emily. I was all ready to break it off with you tomorrow because I was afraid of how you'd react to me, but thankfully I listened to my family. They told me that you loved me and that you'd most likely understand." "Wow, I didn't realize. I'll have to buy your mother and sister some flowers and bring a bottle of his favorite whisky to your dad as a thank you." I glanced down at the naked woman in my arms and was again struck by how, if I didn't know about her cock, I'd swear she was just like any other woman. In this case I think she was better, and her little plumbing difference meant nothing to me. I glanced down to see Jamie had her hand on my thigh as she stroked my half-hard cock with her finger. I stiffened completely in seconds, my cock getting ready to take my lover's virginity. "So are you ready?" "Yes, lover. I want you. I want you to take me the way a man takes his woman. I want you to claim me and make me yours." She climbed onto my chest as she grasped my face, kissing me fiercely. Before I could react she hopped off me, opening the drawer in her bed side table. "Here's the lube," she said handing me the tube. "How do you want me?" "I want to take you like the woman you are. I want you in the missionary position for the first time. Lay down here and put a pillow under your sexy little butt." Jamie and I changed places. She lay down, her head flat on the mattress, a pillow under her behind. She again spread her legs wide, presenting herself to me. Her little cock was stiffening again but I was only interested in her hole. I squirted a big dollop of lube on my finger then slowly pushed it into her. "Umm, feels good, baby. I'm not a total virgin. I've used my vibrator for years back there but it's nowhere near as big as you are. That's it honey, lube me up good, I can't wait to feel your lovely cock in my body. I've waited so long for my first fuck and now I'm gonna get it!" I'd been sliding my finger into her slowly, lubing it up periodically. Now I added a second finger along with more lube. Her tight little hole seemed to suck at my fingers and I wondered if she'd be able to take all of me. Once she seemed loose enough I added a third finger and even more lube. She was breathing deeply now as her asshole stretched though the expression on her face told of more enjoyment than pain. "You ready?" I asked as I removed my fingers from her. "I've been ready for you all my life! Take me lover, take me." I squeezed more lube into my hand, slathering it up and down my shaft. When I was as slick as I could get I moved the head of my cock so that it was resting against her tiny pucker. "Let me know if you need me to stop, or slow down, okay? I want this to be good for you. I don't want to hurt you, not ever." "You won't. I trust you. Fuck me, Steve, please! The head of your cock is driving me crazy!" I pushed forward, gently, but I slid away from her entrance. I put the head against her opening and this time held it steady with my hand. Slowly, ever so slowly, her pucker blossomed to allow part of the head to enter her. "Umm, ohhh, ummm, feels good, baby. More, please!" I kept up the steady pressure as more of my cock slid into her. It seemed like forever but it was only a few seconds and I had the head and the first inch inside her. The heat of her was like nothing I'd ever experienced as was the tightness. I only hoped I could hold off my orgasm until I was completely inside. "Umm," she moaned as she licked her lips. "It's good, baby, real good. I love your cock in me. Give me more honey, I want more!" Now that I felt confident I wouldn't fall out I released my cock and began to press forward with my hips. Inch after inch slid into my lover and soon my belly was resting on her, her little cock, hard again, was trapped between us. "That's it, Jamie, that's all of me. God you're so tight! Are you sure I'm not hurting you?" "No! It feels wonderful! I love your cock, I love fucking, I love *YOU*!" She pulled me down so that our chests were mashed against each other as she kissed me with abandon. I felt the need to stroke so I pulled my hips back a few inches then pressed forward, burying myself fully in her body once again. Her legs wrapped themselves around my hips as I slowly stroked her. I didn't dare go too fast as I was sure I'd lose it and I wanted to make her first fuck a good one. "God baby, you feel so good on my cock! I love you, Jamie, I love you so much!" I began to kiss her everywhere, just then. Her face, her eyes, her nose, her neck, everywhere I could reach I planted kisses. I nibbled her earlobes, tugging them with my teeth as I tried to hold back the orgasm that was quickly building in my balls. Suddenly the urge to come was too great to ignore and I sped up my stroking, fucking her with swift solid strokes. Our hips slapped against each other as she urged me on. "That's it! That's it, Steve, fuck me, fuck me hard, baby! I'm gonna cum!" That statement drove me over the edge. I felt my balls rise in their sack as the first scalding spurts of semen splashed against her insides. "I feel it! I feel you cumming! Oh GODDDDDDDDDD! FUCK ME???" I did as she ordered, plowing her as hard as I'd ever fucked a woman. I forgot that this was her first time, so excited was I. I felt her grab me tight with her legs, pulling me even deeper into her where she locked me into place. At last my balls were empty and it took all my effort not to crush her as I lay atop her. Once I had regained some coordination I tried to climb off her but she was having none of it. "No, baby, stay in me, please, stay in me. I want to feel your body on top of me as your lovely cock slowly shrinks inside me." She looked into my eyes, her love for me communicated without words. I relaxed a little, though I did shift my knees so I could take some more of my weight off her tiny body. The only sound in the room was our erratic breathing and the smacking of our lips as we kissed each other periodically. Too soon for both of us my cock slid out of her little body, followed by a small bit of cum. I could feel my cock as it rested in the crack of her ass, the cool air hitting my sweaty body. "I'm sorry baby, but I gotta move," I said as I reluctantly rose off her body. As I drew away I saw that she had, indeed, come again. There was a small wet spot on her abdomen, slightly white, looking more like precum than actual semen. I leaned down, licking the wetness from her before she had a chance to react. Though I wanted to lie next to her and hold her I really had to pee so I headed off the bathroom where I did my business, washing my hands and my cock. When I returned Jamie was lying under the covers now, the sheets pulled back for me to enter. I slipped in beside her, drawing her to me so that her head lay on my chest. "So, was it good for you?" I asked with a chuckle. My wisecrack was met by a smack on the shoulder and a pair of chocolate eyes boring into mine. "If you have to ask then obviously you're *not* as intelligent as I gave you credit for!" she said, mock angrily. Her expression softened as her lips claimed mine in a loving kiss. "Seriously, it was wonderful, better than I'd ever imagined it could be. I love you, Steve, so very, very much." "I love you too, Jamie. Are you sure you're okay? I didn't hurt you? You can tell me, you know." I asked, feeling guilty that I'd lost control in the throes of my orgasm. "Look at me, Steve. Really look at me. You did *not* hurt me, not one bit. I expected it to hurt a little, especially when you put it in the first time but it didn't hurt a bit. And, if you'll remember it was me screaming in your ear to fuck me harder, or did you forget that already." "Actually, my concentration was kind of shot as soon as I started coming but now that you mention it 'fuck me harder' does sound familiar!" "Okay, now that we've got that behind us I have a question for you. How soon before we can do it again?" Her eyes were bright with lust even as her face turned bright pink with embarrassment. "My God, I think I've created a monster!" I laughed as I rolled her over in the bed, claiming her lips as my body pressed her into the mattress. I felt her hand slip down between us. She grasped my soft cock, stroking and squeezing life into him once more. "Hmm, I think *I've* created a monster! I can feel this monster growing in my hand already." She pushed against my shoulder, rolling me onto my back as she attacked my cock with her mouth. She put all her considerable talents into breathing life into my cock and in mere minutes I was as stiff as an iron rod. She hopped off me, coming to rest on her hands and knees beside me, her sexy little ass waving almost in front of my face. "Come on, baby, lube that bad boy up! I need you, Steve. I need you inside me!" Her voice was almost a painful whine as she hunched her hips in the air, enticing me to respond. I climbed up behind her, lubed up my cock then pressed the head against her pucker. This time it slid in like a hot knife going through butter. Her ass was still stretched from our previous coupling so there was virtually no resistance to my invading cock. I grasped her by the hips and began to fuck her using long slow strokes. "That's it, baby! Oh honey it's sooooo good! I love your cock in me. I wish I could have you inside me forever!" Her head was pressed into the bed, her chest flattened against the mattress as well. I could feel my balls slapping against her little scrotum, her tiny cock pointing towards the bed, hard and stiff. I sped up my stroking, pulling out until the head was barely inside then pushing deep within her, our flesh smacking loudly in the otherwise silent room. On one out-stroke I pulled completely out of her, holding her cheeks open at the same time. Her hole remained open, pink and enticing. I popped the head in and out, mesmerized by the sight of her hole as it covered me. "Stop teasing, Steve!" she ground out from beneath me. "Put that thing in me and leave it there!" She drove her hips back at me, burying my hardness deeply. "Umm, that's where he belongs, now fuck me!" I resolved to give the lady exactly what she'd asked for so I refocused on the task at hand. Again, in this position, I was reminded of how much Jamie was all woman, despite her minor difference. She was completely female, in words and deeds, despite having an immature penis. Speaking of which, I reached around with my right hand and grasped her little cock, stroking it in time with my pounding. "Umm, yes, yes, yes! That's it, baby! Fuck me, stroke me. I love it when you play with my cock!" She began to fiercely push back against me on every stroke, helping both our orgasms to build to a fever pitch. I felt her little cock begin to swell in my hand then it pulsed twice, wetting my fingers with her ejaculate. "I'm Cumming! Oh, Steve, baby, fuck me!" Her screams grew in volume as my hips flew, slapping roughly against her. At last I felt my balls draw up in my sack as semen poured out of me coating her insides with my cum. "Yeah, baby, that's it! Fill me up! Shoot your cum into me! Give me *all* of it!" I held myself buried deeply within her, as the last few spurts shot out of me. At last I was done and I leaned over her back, holding her tightly. I removed my hand from her cock, bringing my fingers to my mouth. I sucked her spending off them, savoring the taste. I still couldn't believe how good her cum tasted. I don't know if it was her hormones or just some physical cause but whatever it was I wasn't complaining. I kissed her back and neck, anywhere I could reach actually. My hands roamed her body, stroking her sides and the parts of her breasts I could reach. This position was awkward for me, my back was aching from the strain so I rose off her, pulling my now soft cock out of her. I marveled at the sight of her hole as it remained partially open then, gradually, shrank into the pink pucker I was fast coming to love. I flopped down beside her, drawing her to me so that she was lying mostly atop me. "So, how was that my insatiable little lover? Did I put out the fire in your hot little body?" I asked as I kissed her, running my tongue over her lips and teeth. We traded open mouthed kisses for a few minutes before she was able to respond. "Umm, I guess I'm satisfied, for now," she said with a smirk on her face. "I have a long time of no sex to make up for you know." She glanced at me, love showing clearly in the expression on her face. "Seriously, Steve, I don't know why it is but I just *want* you. I can't describe how I feel when you're inside me. It's like we're connected somehow, spiritually I mean. I've never felt this way with any man, and it's not just the sex. It's you. You complete me. I love you Steve Williams, more than anyone in the world." "I feel the same way, Jamie. I've felt drawn to you since the first time our eyes met in that bar. I wanted to ask you to move in with me after our third date, for God's sake, but I knew it would scare you and then I'd lose you. I can't believe how our lives have changed since we met but I do know one thing, I never want it to end." "I don't either, Steve. So, when do we do it?" "It?" I asked, confused by the change in topic. "Move me into your place, silly!" Jamie slapped my chest lightly. "I guess it depends on you. How soon can you get out of your lease on this place?" "Actually, I just signed a new lease for a year," she said, glancing down sadly. "Can you sublet? Maybe have someone move in here on a temporary basis?" "Maybe, I'll have to ask the management about subletting. Although there may be someone at work looking for a temporary place. I'll have to look into that." "Great, in the mean time I'd still like to have you stay with me, at least a few nights a week. You can start moving some of your things and then, once things are settled here, you can move in completely." I gazed into her eyes as I smiled happily at her. Things were coming together wonderfully and I was as happy as I'd been in my whole life. The mood was broken when Jamie let out a yawn that I thought would break her jaw. "Hmm, looks like someone is tired. How about we go to sleep? This is the first night I'm going to have you fall asleep in my arms and I can hardly wait!" I turned around, pulling the covers down so that we could get under them. "What side do you want?" "Left," she said as she lay down, her brown hair cascading over the pillow. I pulled the covers over us, turned out the light and snuggled into her, spoon-fashion. A contented sigh, from both of us, was the last sound I heard as I drifted off to sleep. My New Girl? Ch. 02 ***** To be continued in part 3 My New Girl? Ch. 03 This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. ***** I awoke to a strange room and a strange feeling, a naked woman in my arms. I knew it was a woman because my hand was full of a distinctly female breast. As I came more fully awake I smiled; Jamie. Jamie was in my arms and I was in her bedroom. I don't know if we'd moved all night as we were still in the position that we'd fallen asleep in. I couldn't help but snuggle even closer into her, pulling her back into my chest. About that time Jamie awoke, her hand covering mine as we both squeezed her breast. "Good morning lover," Jamie said as she turned her head. I leaned over to kiss her but she pulled away. "Ugh, morning breath, sorry." She turned her head and began to move, trying to escape my arms, but I was having none of it. "I don't care about morning breath. I want to kiss my woman, is that clear?" I said with a growl. I leaned over her, capturing her lips in a fierce good morning kiss. She relaxed into the kiss, her body molding itself to mine. Her bottom wiggled, rubbing against my morning hard-on. "So," she said as we broke the kiss, "are you gonna stop teasing both of us and put that thing where it will do the most good?" She reached back with her hand, grasping my cock and rubbed it up and down the crack of her sexy ass. I could feel myself leaking pre-cum as she smeared it all over her flesh. "Hold that thought," I said as I leaned over to grab the lube. I smeared some on the head and shaft then I settled into position, spooned behind her. "Put it in, Jamie. Put me in you. Show me how bad you want me." She grasped my slick shaft, rubbed it against her pucker then, opening her legs slightly she pressed my shaft into her. "Umm," she groaned happily as I slid into her. I couldn't believe how easily I was entering her. It was only last night that she'd been a 26 year old virgin and now, the next morning, it was as if she'd been doing this her whole life. She slid her hand down my shaft as more of it disappeared inside her, finally her hand was resting on my balls. "That's all of it baby. You know I want it. Any time, any place. I want you always. Now, fuck me, please fuck me." I wrapped my arms around her as my hips began a slow steady rhythm. I couldn't give her very long strokes in this position but I loved the closeness. My hands were squeezing her breasts, tweaking her nipples as I languidly stroked her with my shaft. I let one breast go, stroking my hand down her body. I rubbed her belly, tracing her belly button with my fingertips on my way to her genitals. I wondered if she had morning hard-ons as my fingers reached her little cock. I still couldn't believe how small she was. It was almost as if she stopped growing down there when she was ten. Her cock looked like mine had at that age and I resolved to find out more about this incredible woman in my arms. I wanted to know everything about her. I was sure there would be some interesting stories in her past and I wanted to know them all. I traced my fingertips up and down her shaft, tickling her little balls, cupping her completely within my palm. I reached under further to where my cock was entering her. It felt wonderful, our bodies joined together like this in the ancient dance of love. Though some might find our relationship to be unacceptable I say that love finds you where it finds you and I considered myself the luckiest man on Earth that Jamie and I had found each other. I made love to her, my shaft plunging in and out of her, my hands at work, squeezing her breast and stroking her little shaft. I kissed her back, placing loving kisses all over her skin. I listened to her, reveling in the moans, groans and whines she made as we made love. She was close to coming but I wasn't, at least not yet. I sped up my stroking of her shaft, twirling my fingers around her wet pink head, rubbing the sensitive spot just below the head, driving her wild. "Oh God, Steve, oh God! I love it, I love *you*! I'm cumming!!!!" Her shaft twitched in my hand as she spilled her cum. I liked that she didn't really shoot her cum because I didn't want to miss a drop. I captured it in my hand, reveling in the feel of her hot liquid as it coated my fingers. I released her shaft, bringing my fingers to my mouth. I licked one, sucking all her juices from it, again savoring the unique taste of my lover. A wicked idea came to me so I brought my hand to her mouth, pushing my other finger in. "Taste yourself, baby. I love your taste! I want to share it with you. Suck it, Jamie, suck your juice off my finger." Jamie sucked like a baby on a nipple, gathering her juices from my finger. "Good, huh? I love you, Jamie." "Umm, I love you, Steve," she sighed as I pulled my finger from her mouth. "You haven't come yet? Well, let's see what we can do about that." She pulled away from me, pushing me onto my back. She climbed above me, holding my shaft up straight as she settled down on it. "There, now let's see about getting you off!" Jamie's ass rose and fell in ever quickening strokes. Her hands rested on my chest, supporting herself as she used her legs to assist her in fucking me. I gazed at her body as she worked to get me off. Her breasts moved enticingly, swaying in small circles, the movement almost hypnotizing me. I scanned her body coming down to where we were joined. I could see my shaft as it entered her, the sight raising my desire for her to greater heights. I watched as her little cock flopped up and down in time with her movements. I wondered if I could get her off again as I extended my hand, capturing her cock with my fingers. I watched Jamie's face screw up in concentration as she worked her body up and down my shaft, squeezing me with her muscles. I in turn was working her cock trying to get her to orgasm with me. I stroked her quickly, two fingers on top, my thumb on the bottom as she rapidly hardened in my hand. I loved to see her little cockhead go from light pink to dark pink and swell in preparation for her orgasm, mimicking my own shaft that was buried in her body. "That's it baby, that's it! Fuck me, honey! I'm gonna cum!!!!!!" I cried as her little shaft began to pulse in my hand. I shoved my hips up, burying myself deep within her, causing her to grunt in surprise. I felt as if I was pouring my life force into her; the relief and pleasure overwhelming me as I coated her insides with my sperm. My head flopped back on to the pillow as all strength left me just as Jamie also collapsed on my chest. She grabbed me, hugging me fiercely, as she rained kisses all over my chest. "So good, baby, so, soooo, good!" I panted. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her to me, trying to draw her body deeper into me. Jamie lay, her body heaving from her exertion, on my chest and I marveled once again that this marvelous creature was mine. I couldn't believe my luck. I vowed to do everything I could to make Jamie happy for the rest of my life. As much as I was enjoying the closeness the reason for my morning wood was still there, I had to pee! "Honey?" I said as I patted her butt. "I gotta pee and you're gonna have to move, sorry." I carefully rolled her off me then climbed out of bed. I was slowly making my way to her bathroom when a tanned, sexy body scooted past me! "I gotta pee too! You take the sink!" she cried as she hurried in, sitting on the toilet. I shook my head in wonder again at how much Jamie was a woman. Even though she had a penis she still sat down to pee. I stepped up to the sink, flopping my cock into the bowl and let loose a stream that I didn't think was ever going to end. Once I was done I ran the water, swished out the sink and dried my hands. While this was happening Jamie had turned on the shower and was waiting for me. "Come on, slowpoke, I'm getting hungry and *you* are taking me out for breakfast!" "Yes ma'am," I replied with a salute as I joined her under the steamy water. We washed quickly, keeping our hands mostly to ourselves. When I tried to touch her she slapped my hand and told me to behave! I sulked for a second but quickly changed my mind. If I couldn't touch her at least I could look! All the time we'd been making love I really hadn't had the chance to appreciate her body. Her skin was tanned and flawless. I was right about the way she tanned too. It was obvious that she wore a very skimpy thong when she tanned because the only white patches were tiny triangles over her nipples and genitals and the strings that connected them. I was going to have to ask her to model that suit for me as her usual suit was *nothing* like that. Her breasts, as I'd found out, were full, round and very sensitive, especially her nipples. They were normally soft pink nubs but hardened into rubbery tips when excited, deepening in color as well. Her areolas were about the size of a quarter and the same shade of pink as her nipples. As she turned to rinse her gorgeous ass came into view. It was round, full and heart-shaped; a perfect ass if I may say so. I watched in amazement as the suds rolled down her body, over her butt and down her legs. The sight was so hypnotizing to me that I missed her when she spoke to me. "Huh?" I asked, embarrassed that I'd missed her words. "I said, 'see anything you like?' You seemed pretty out of it, Steve. What were you thinking about?" "You, you sexy minx. I was looking at you and marveling at how absolutely beautiful you are," I said as I pulled her wet, slippery body into my arms. I gazed deeply into her eyes then I leaned down, claiming her lips. We kissed like that for awhile then she pulled back to look directly into my eyes. "You say the most wonderful things, Steve. I don't know what I did to deserve you but I'm so thankful that you're mine. I really love you Steve, so very, very much." She leaned in, kissing me again, a slow loving kiss that conveyed her love and passion for me. I tried to return the kiss with the same intensity as I felt the exact same way she did. I had to hold back from the urge I kept getting to ask her to marry me. There was *no way* I was going to do that while both of us were naked! Besides, I needed to get a ring and that was going to take a few days at least. Reluctantly I let her go so we could finish our shower. We dried off then made our way back to her bedroom. "Oh Steve, you don't have anything to change into, do you?" she asked as she walked over to her closet. "Actually I do. I brought an overnight bag with a change of clothes, just in case. It's down in my car." I threw on my pants and shirt and slipped into my shoes. "Be right back." I hurried down to the car, grabbed my bag then rushed back to the apartment. I stripped on the way so that I was naked once more when I reached the bedroom. Jamie was just slipping on her sandals when I walked in. She saw me then she did a twirl, showing off the sun dress I'd bought her. "You like?" she said with a grin. She knew I loved that dress as I'd been the one to talk her into letting me buy it for her. "You know I do! I love how it looks on you. You are the sexiest woman in the world when you wear that dress." I walked over to her, pulling her into my arms, kissing her soundly. I guess it was the combination of the dress and my nakedness but I felt my cock beginning to harden once more. Jamie felt it too and pulled back, her hands on her hips. "Not now, Steve!" she said mock severely. "Is that *all* you think about?" "Yeah, is there a problem with that?" I asked innocently. "No, not really, but I *am* hungry so get dressed and feed me. If you're a good boy we can make love when we get back." "I'm always good, didn't you realize that last night?" I said with a smirk. I finished dressing without further comment then I went back into the bathroom to shave and brush my teeth. I walked out into the bedroom but she was gone. She was waiting for me on the couch but she hopped up as soon as I entered the room. She grabbed her purse as I grabbed my keys and we headed out. I opened the door for her then I climbed in and started the car. We were on the way when I glanced over to see that her skirt had ridden up showing a good bit of her sexy legs. "What color panties are you wearing?" I asked sexily, glancing at her face. She smiled a mysterious smile as our eyes met. "Who said I was wearing panties?" "Show me." "Steve..." she responded, trailing off though still looking at me. "Show me," I said again, a little more forcefully. "I want to see if you really aren't wearing panties, now show me." Jamie's hands slowly moved to the hem of her dress. She grasped it between her fingers, slowly pulling it up her legs. Inch after inch of tanned legs were exposed as she raised her skirt. I was torn between watching her and watching the road so I quickly pulled over and parked at the curb. My attention was now focused on Jamie exclusively. By now the skirt had risen to just below her crotch when she stopped. "What are you going to do if I lied?" she asked nervously. "What I do to all bad girls who lie to me. I give them a spanking." I gazed into her eyes, my lust for her evident, but my smile tempered my words so she'd know I would never hurt her. "Oh, Steve," she said, mock afraid, "I don't want a spanking." "You should have thought about that before you lied to me. Now pull up your skirt!" Jamie followed my instruction, pulling her skirt the rest of the way up, exposing a sexy yellow lace thong. I loved the way the color highlighted the tan of her skin and I knew I had to have her, now! I started the car, pulling back out onto the road. Instead of continuing to the restaurant I drove quickly to a park that I knew about. The park was rarely used this early on a Sunday and had some woods that would come in very handy. "Where are we going?" Jamie asked, as we drove off. "The park. I'm going to give you your spanking," I said with a grin. Jamie looked at me, curious but trusting. I pulled into a place, turned off the car then hurried around to her door. I about pulled her out of the car as we raced towards the woods. I saw exactly what I wanted, a small clearing with a picnic table. We were deep enough in so that no one could see us from the parking lot so I felt we'd be reasonably safe. "Steve? What...?" She asked as I led her over to the table. I pressed against her back so that she was face down, her torso on the table as I raised her skirt, exposing her butt. I massaged her sexy butt cheeks then I lightly slapped them, causing her to flinch slightly. "Ow," she said though she stayed put. "Quiet, you don't want people to hear, do you?" I asked as I slapped the other cheek a little harder this time. "Ow!" she said though it was a whisper this time. I alternated little slaps, causing her to jump slightly but she never asked me to stop, in fact, after a while she was lifting her butt, presenting it to me to slap. "So, you like your little butt spanked do you?" I asked as she pushed up again begging for more. "I bet you're hard, aren't you?" I didn't wait for an answer as I reached between her legs to find her little cock tenting her thong. "I was right! You do like this. My, what a kinky little girl you are." "Me? Kinky? *I'm* not the one who dragged me here to spank my ass!" she said mock-indignantly. "No, you're the one who is all excited that I've done it, that's who you are." I bent down, pulling her thong away, exposing her little pucker. "I'm going to fuck you now. I'm so hot I have to have you." I leaned in, licking her pucker, spitting on it, trying to get her as wet as I could. We'd left the lube at her place so I knew I needed to get her as wet as possible so I wouldn't hurt her. "Steve, baby, eat me, lick me, fuck me!" she groaned, getting into the spirit of the moment now. I pulled my cock out of my pants and spit in my hand, rubbing it all over the head and part of the shaft. When I was as wet as I was going to be I placed my head at her opening. "Spread your cheeks, baby. I'll go slow so I won't hurt you," I said pressing forward slightly. As my head lodged itself at her opening she grasped both cheeks, pulling them wide open. "Umm, that's it baby, God you're sexy! Spread 'em for me!" I pushed harder, my cock entering her slowly but steadily. Even without the normal amount of lube I entered her relatively easily. I guess she was becoming used to me being in her and she'd relaxed her body to ease my entry. Maybe there was still some residual lube from earlier as well. I knew this one was going to be fast and furious so I just got down to business. I pounded into her once I was sure she wasn't in any pain. I worked to get myself off, hoping that my lust would drive her over the edge as well. It seemed that my hope was to be realized as her cries became more urgent as I felt her shudder beneath me. "Cumming!" she hissed, somehow managing to keep her voice down. "Cuumming!" she growled again. I grunted, an animalistic grunt as I too allowed my orgasm to claim me. Spurt after spurt ran up my shaft, firing into the tight heat of her bottom. I stood on shaky legs, my half hard shaft still embedded in my lover. I pulled out slowly, again so I wouldn't hurt her, and once I was out I put the strap of the thong back in place. "You can let your cheeks go now, baby," I said with a grin. "Oh, yeah," she said as she let her butt go, shakily rising off the table. She glanced down at herself, brushing imaginary dust from the bodice of her dress. She looked at me with a satisfied smile as she looped her arm with mine. "Now, if you're done ravishing me for your carnal pleasure *I'm* hungry!" We walked back to the car, arm in arm, smiling happily. It had been a spontaneous coupling that both of us had enjoyed and would do so again, if I had anything to say about it. ***** After a huge breakfast, who knew a little woman like her could put away that much food, we returned to her apartment. As soon as we walked in the door the phone was ringing. "Hello? ... Oh, hi, Mom. ... Oh that's not a problem anymore. I talked to Em last night as well then I called Steve. ... Yes, you were right, Mom. Mark this day down because you probably won't hear me ever say that again. ... Okay, hold on, I'll ask. ... Yes he's here. ... Yes, he did, is there a problem? ... Okay, hold on. Honey? Mom and Dad want us to come over for a cookout this afternoon, is that okay?" Jamie asked, her hand over the receiver. "Sure, fine by me." "We'll be there, Mom. Do you want us to bring anything? ... Just my hunky boyfriend, right, got it! ... Okay, see you then." Jamie hung up the phone then she walked into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Hunky boyfriend, huh?" I asked, a pleased smile on my face. "Those were my mother's words, not mine. I wouldn't call you that. I wouldn't want to swell your head," she said as she kissed me lovingly. I kissed her back, squeezing her tightly, her breasts pressing enticingly into my chest. "You keep that up and at least *one* head will be swelling," I said with a grin. "Well I did say that if you were a good boy I'd make love to you after breakfast and you certainly *were* a good boy, especially in the woods!" She led me to the couch where she had me sit. She stepped in between my legs, spreading them with her knees. "I want you to watch me." My eyes were locked on hers, the heat of her gaze causing my cock to harden in anticipation. Jamie reached behind herself, unzipping her dress. She slowly slid the straps off her shoulders using her hands to cup her breasts, holding the cloth up, hiding her globes from my sight. Slowly, carefully, she slid the garment down, exposing the rounded swells of her breasts. Her cleavage came into view then, finally, the tops of her areola, pink and inviting, showed themselves. Her nipples were now hard as rocks, crinkled with her excitement. She released her hold on the dress as it slid down her body to puddle at her feet. She kicked the dress back leaving her standing before me naked except for the lacy yellow thong she wore. Her hands went to her breasts, her fingers tracing the globes, raising goosebumps on them, making her nipples even harder, if that were possible. She cupped her breasts, squeezing them then letting them drop so that they bounced slightly on her chest. She grasped each nipple between her thumb and forefinger, squeezing the tender flesh enough so she could pull them away from her body. My New Girl? Ch. 03 "I have very sensitive nipples," she said huskily, "always have. I love to have them played with, squeezed and pinched. I can come just from having them played with, but you already know that, don't you." I nodded my head, not wanting to break the spell she was weaving. "Watch me. Watch what I do so you can do it to me too. I want you to know everything about me. How my body works, what I like, what excites me. I want you to know my body better than I do myself." Her eyes bore into mine, her heated gaze making me shiver in anticipation. However I couldn't look in her eyes *and* watch her hands as they played with her nipples. Her fingers held her nipples tightly, so tightly that they changed color, going from light pink to an angry red. Then she surprised me, she pulled them away from her chest, stretching them impossibly it seemed to me. From the expression on her face I could tell that while she might be in some kind of pain it was a good pain. She was licking her lips, her head thrown back as she mauled her nipples. I glanced down to see her thong was again sporting the small tent that her hard cock made in it. Suddenly she released them, her hands now cupping her breasts as her angry red nipples were almost presented to me. She was breathing heavily, trying to gain some control of herself. "Don't want to come, at least not yet," she said. Her eyes still had the hooded gaze that they'd had since she'd started her little show. She returned to squeezing her breasts, lifting them up then letting them drop, as she allowed herself to back off from her impending orgasm. Once she was more fully in control her hands stroked down her body to her hips. She reached the waistband of the thong, her fingers grasping the sides as she started to push them down over her hips. Down, down they went, the straps stretching as they reached the widest part of her hips. She paused, looking at me once more before she continued, pushing the thong off her hips, down her legs and then over her feet. She had bent at the waist so I was unable to see her treasures, at least not right then. Instead of straightening up she turned, presenting her naked butt to my gaze. "You like my butt, don't you?" she asked rhetorically. "I feel your eyes on me you know. I can always tell when you're looking at me, especially my butt." She ran her hands around her cheeks as she had done with her breasts earlier. She massaged them, running her hands up and down her legs, her fingers stroking her ass and thighs getting ever closer to her crotch. She ran her hands up her butt crack, giving me tantalizing glimpses of her little pucker, her nails scratching over it, making her shiver. "I'm very sensitive there too you know. I've always loved having my asshole played with. I've been doing it since I was thirteen. I had my very first orgasm from playing with it. You can imagine my shock when my little cock spurted the first time without even being touched. I went to Emily the next day and told her what happened. She's been my biggest supporter and she told me I was lucky, most girls hated having their butts played with. She told me not to worry about it. She made me feel good about it and I love her for it. As soon as I could I bought a vibrator and used it on myself. At first I didn't put it in me but that didn't last long. From then on I'd masturbate with it every day. I'd never have to touch my cock, just play with my butt and fuck it with the vibrator. "I was surprised today when you licked me back there. No one has ever done that but I loved it. I'm going to have you do it more often you know, so be forewarned," she said looking at me around her hip. I nodded again, smiling lewdly as I thought about licking her butt hole in the future. Her hands roamed up her legs until they grasped her cheeks. She pulled slightly opening herself to my gaze. Her tiny pink pucker peeked out from between her cheeks, winking at me as her muscles contracted. She relaxed her muscles, I guess, allowing it to open like a flower, no longer the tight ring that protected her opening. "Look at me, Steve, look at me. I love your eyes on my body, baby. I want to show you everything. Do you like what you see, baby? Oh yes, I can see that you do, you cock is about to burst out of your pants, isn't it? Well it won't be too much longer, baby. I want that cock in me but not quite yet. No, I'm not done yet, Steve." She moved her left hand so that her butt cheeks were still slightly open so she could tease her pucker with her right. She circled it with her fingertip, tickling it, making it expand and contract before my eyes. She slipped her finger into herself, slowly moving it in and out as I listened to her moan and groan. "That feels good, baby but it's not enough now. You've spoiled me for my finger and my vibrator, baby. Now the only thing that will satisfy me is you, your lovely cock. I've got to have it you know, every day at least, probably several times a day. I hope you can keep up?" she grinned huskily. "I'll have to feed you lots of good things so you can keep up your strength. It's a good thing I'm going to live with you, it will save time when I get the urge to have your cock." She straightened up, her back to me, her gorgeous ass mere inches from my face. I debated on reaching out to fondle her cheeks but again, I didn't want to break the spell. She had an agenda and I was going to let it play out. "Speaking of cocks, I'm glad you like mine. I was so worried, you know? I've never told anyone but family about me and I've *never* shown it to anyone. I've always been ashamed of it. I was born a boy but I was never a boy, not really. I've always felt like a girl, from my earliest memories. But this thing hanging off my body told the world I was a boy. It wasn't until I was going through puberty that my mother accepted the truth. I didn't develop like boys my age. My voice didn't deepen, my hips grew more feminine and I didn't get a beard. My dad didn't accept it then either, not at first. We went to some doctors who convinced him and then I was given hormones that completed what nature had begun. Still, I had this penis that argued with my body. I almost didn't tell you, but I love you and I didn't want to be without you. I'm *so* glad you are the special man you are. I doubt there are many men who would accept my 'differences' as easily as you." She turned around to face me, unshed tears in her eyes as she faced me. "I've never done this for anyone, but I want to for you. I may never do it again but I want you to see me, just this once." She hung her head, looking down at herself. Her penis was rock hard and pointing straight up. She ran her hands down her body until her right hand got to her cock. She caressed herself, stroking her scrotum, making her cock jump to her heartbeat. Then she grasped her shaft with her fingers and began to stroke. "I'm going to come for you, Steve. I'm going to masturbate for the man I love with the cock I was afraid to tell you about. You accepted me and you accepted it so you deserve to see it. I love it when you play with it. I finally feel accepted. I couldn't believe it when you sucked me. I didn't think any man would want to please me that way but you did. Heck you even like the taste of my cum. I've eaten my cum since that first orgasm but I didn't think anyone else ever would. *You* did, Steve. You are my soul mate and I love you." She went silent as her hand sped up, becoming almost a blur as she stroked the little shaft. She began to breathe heavily and her knees bent, thrusting her hips forward as she began to come. As usual with her the cum dribbled out of the slit in the head, running slowly down the shaft. She gathered it up with her fingers, moving closer to me. She stuck out her hand, offering her juices to me. I grasped her hand lovingly. I kissed her palm then I opened my mouth sucking her cum coated fingers into my mouth. I licked them, sucking them like I would her cock until they were clean. I drew them from my mouth, kissed her palm again then I drew her down to sit in my lap. I tucked her head under my chin as I stroked her body lovingly. I couldn't believe this amazing person had just done and told me the things that she had. "Thank you, Jamie. That was *the* most amazing thing I've ever seen and I'm so grateful that you showed it to me. I'm also very grateful for the trust you have in me. I know so much more about you now and I love you all the more for it. I'm so sorry that you had to go through all that when you were young but I'm glad in a way too. I think it made you the wonderful person you are, the woman that I love. I'll never leave you, Jamie. I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you." I kissed the crown of her head as I continued to caress her body. "I love you too, Steve, so very, very much. I never thought I'd find a man like you. My mother told me that there was someone out there for me but I never believed her. I had resigned myself to a life of loneliness because I couldn't imagine any circumstances that would want to make me tell someone about myself. *You* changed that, Steve. You saved me from a lonely life and I'll always be grateful for that." She swiped at her tears with the back of her hand. "Now, enough of this mutual admiration society, I want to make love with you before we have to go out." Jamie climbed off my lap so she could kneel between my legs. She unbuttoned my shirt, helping me take it off. She then took off my shoes and socks, placing them on the floor. I stood up so I could take of my pants but she slapped my hands away. She undid my belt, pulled my zipper down and unhooked the clasp. Grasping the waistband she drew them down my legs so I could step out of them. She then grabbed the waistband of my briefs, tugging them down, stretching them out over my very obvious erection. Once I was naked she pressed on my belly so that I sat back on the couch. She spread my legs wide with her hands so she could see my cock. "I love you, and I love your cock. I know I've told you this before but I think it's beautiful. It fits me perfectly you know. My mouth and my 'pussy'." I laughed at the term 'pussy' and she grinned back. "Well what do you want me to call it? I am a woman, aren't I?" she asked pointedly. "You sure are baby, you sure are," I said as I stroked her cheek. She leaned into my hand but the smile on her face said it all. "Come here, I've been wanting you since we got back," she said as she grasped my cock by the shaft, drawing it down slightly. She slipped her lips over the head, taking it deep within her mouth. We both groaned at the contact, her eyes closed and what I took to be a blissful look came over her. She licked and sucked me, her tongue was never still, licking the head then the shaft and on the down stroke she even licked my balls. This woman had the most talented tongue I've ever seen or felt. Her left hand was busy cupping my sack, rolling my testicles around in their fleshy container. Even though I'd already come twice this morning I could feel the buildup of semen beginning, preparing themselves for the explosion to come. Jamie was really slurping on me, I could hear the wet sucks easily as she worked me. She pulled back to admire her work. My shaft was wet with her spit, shining in the light coming from the window behind me. She climbed into my lap, grasping my cock in her hand. As she lodged the head at her entrance I grasped her hips. "No lube?" I asked, gazing into her eyes. "Didn't need any this morning, did we? You weren't this wet then, were you?" I shook my head, knowing the truth of that statement. "Then don't worry. We'll be just fine, you wait and see." She gazed deep into my eyes as she did something with her lower body. I could feel my shaft begin to slip into her. The usual pressure I felt as I moved past her sphincter muscle was almost nonexistent and I slid in easily as she sat down firmly, her buttocks coming to rest on my legs. "See, no problem at all. I was worried that we were going to need stock in KY but now I don't think that'll be a problem, do you?" She grinned, pleased with herself to no end. "No, I don't see any problem at all. So, are you gonna sit there all day or are you gonna put that 'pussy' to work?" I grinned as I cupped her breasts. She smiled happily as she began to bounce up and down on my, my cock sliding into her as easily as if we'd been having sex for years, not just two days. I was again amazed at how our bodies seemed to know each other and adjusted to make our coupling as easy and pleasurable as possible. I leaned back against the couch squeezing and tweaking her breasts and nipples. Although I knew she enjoyed some serious squeezing of her nipples I refrained from doing so now. I figured they'd be at least a little sore from her manipulation of them so I held back. I watched her body as it worked to bring us both pleasure. She was beautiful and sexy and I enjoyed looking at her almost as much as I enjoyed touching her. My eyes were drawn to her cock; it was stiff and hard, as it usually was during our lovemaking. I marveled at it. It reminded me more of a huge clit than a cock. With Jamie it served the same purpose, really. The only difference was this clit ejaculated when she orgasmed. Since she thought of her asshole as her pussy then why not refer to her cock as her clit? I dropped my hands from her breasts to between her legs. I rubbed the head like I would if she were any other woman and she reacted as I expected. She moaned loudly as her hips sped up. She licked her lips, shaking her head back and forth in ecstasy. "Yes, yes, yes," she chanted as I rubbed her 'clit' with my thumb. "You like that?" I whispered, focusing on the spot just below the head. "You like it when I play with your clit?" She reacted as I'd hoped, her head snapped up and her eyes locked on mine. "That's right, you like it when I play with your little clitty, don't you? You have a really special clitty too. It shoots the most wonderful tasting liquid just for me. I love to suck on it you know. Oh yes, I love having your little clitty in my mouth. I love to feel it swell before it shoots its juice directly into my mouth." Her smile told me how pleased she was with my acceptance of her differences as she leaned in to kiss me fiercely. She pulled back, gazing deeply into my eyes. "Thank you, Steve. Thanks for accepting me as I am. I love you, baby." She redoubled her efforts, working her hips up, down, back, forth, all in an effort to bring us both pleasure. Although this was my third orgasm of the morning Jamie's efforts were quickly rewarded. I felt my balls rise up in my sack as the sperm raced up my shaft to spill into my lover. "YES! YES! UGHHHH!" I ground out as I grasped her hips, driving myself deeper into her. The pumping through my shaft slowed down then finally stopped. Jamie relaxed into my arms, her head resting on my shoulder as our chests heaved, trying to get our breath back. My cock was rapidly shrinking and was about to fall out of her. I didn't want to chance leaving a stain on her couch so I heaved up both up, carrying her towards the bedroom. She wrapped her legs around me and held on until I set her on the bed. She lay back, her legs spread unconsciously. There was no intent to entice, this display was one of acceptance and love. She didn't mind my looking at her, in fact she lived for it. There was no need to hide her charms from me, so she didn't. She scooted over so that I could lay next to her as we relaxed in the afterglow of our coupling. Once I was settled she snuggled into my side, laying her head on my chest. We lay in companionable silence for a long time and I was about to drop off when she began to speak. "So you like my 'clit' huh?" she said knowingly. "Well, yeah, I mean who wouldn't?" I responded with a grin. "I mean what else would *you* call it? You are a woman, aren't you?" I asked her pointedly, repeating her assertion to me earlier. "Yes," she said as she gazed into my eyes. "Yes, I'm a woman. I'm *your* woman. I'm so glad that I'm your woman that I want to tell everyone, and I plan to. I'm going to let everyone I see know that Steve Williams is *my* man!" she said as she hugged me fiercely. "And I plan to tell everyone I know that Jamie Miller is *my* woman." I glanced at the clock on her bedside table. "What time are we due at your parents?" "Any time after two, why?" "It's already 1:30 so we better get going. I suppose we're going to be late though because I think we should shower first, don't you?" "Why, you don't want to meet my parents smelling of sex?" she asked mischievously. "Not quite yet. I don't want them to get too bad an opinion of me. I don't want them to know that I've corrupted their daughter." ***** We weren't too late, maybe 20 minutes, and we'd even had a chance to stop for a bottle of wine to bring. Jamie knocked on the door then walked in with me trailing behind. Jamie called out to her parents who had been in the kitchen. "Jamie, Steve, it's so good to see you!" Linda said as she hugged Jamie then me. "Good to see you again, Steve," Gene said as he shook my hand. "It's good to see you too, Gene. You're looking lovely as ever Linda," I said as I gave Jamie's mother a hug. "Well, thank you, Steve. Come on you two, we're all out back on the patio." We followed Jamie's parents through the kitchen and out to the patio where her brother and his wife and her sister with her new husband were waiting. After the usual round of hello's we settled down to chat. As is usual at these types of gatherings the men soon gravitated to one area and the women to the other. While I liked to BS with the guys I found myself missing having Jamie by my side. We'd been attached at the hip, and other places, for over 24 hours so I missed her a little. I would glance over to see her chatting animatedly to the other women then they'd look at me with sly grins. I had to wonder just *what* my new girlfriend was telling them. ***** Before I knew it the men had moved away from the group and seemed to be talking football or something. I know I heard something about 'tight ends' and I didn't think they were discussing my butt! My mother was the one to start the ball rolling but soon everyone joined in. "So, everything worked out well for you, huh, Jamie?" Mom, said smugly. "Yes, Mom," I sighed. I loved my mother but some times. "I'll say it one more time, 'you were right', Mom. That's the last time any of you will hear that by the way." "I was surprised that you'd already told Steve though. I thought you weren't going to decide until today," Mom said. "Well, after talking to you I called Em. She convinced me that telling Steve would work out so, once that was decided, I called Steve and asked him to come over. He had been as nervous as I was it turns out." "So, how did he take it?" Emily asked curiously. "Very well, better than I could have imagined, actually. He went silent for a while when I told him and I thought he was going to leave but it wasn't long after that he told me he didn't care, that he'd loved me for a long time and he planned to keep on loving me." "Oh, that's so romantic," Becky, my sister, said. "It was. Steve is wonderful. I love him sooo much. I never believed I could find someone like him," I said sniffing slightly. "So, Mom tells me Steve stayed over?" Em asked knowingly. "Yes, he did and our mother is a gossip," I said pointedly though I smiled at her, taking some of the sting from my words. "Yeah, well, what can I say. If you're going to be moving in with him it was obvious that you'd be sleeping together," Mom replied. "Well, I don't know about sleeping but we did make it to bed," I said before I realized what I'd said. My face flushed with embarrassment. My New Girl? Ch. 03 "OOO, do tell?" Emily said conspiratorially. "So, is he any good?" "*Emily*," I cried, barely keeping my voice down so the men wouldn't hear me. "I can't believe you asked that and I'm certainly *not* going to tell you!" "Based on the color of your face I'd say we have our answer," Becky said looking directly at me, a knowing grin on her face. "Yeah, well, all I'm going to say is we haven't had *any* problems in that area." I think I blushed even harder but I was also happy that my family shared in my happiness, sexually and otherwise. "Good for you, Jamie," Emily said encouragingly. "I'm so happy for you. So, when are you moving in?" "No idea yet. I have to see if I can sublet my place or at least have someone I know move in until my lease runs out in a year. I just signed a new lease last week." "Why don't you talk to your apartment manager anyway? I bet they might be willing to work with you if you ask. It wouldn't hurt and they may surprise you." Becky said. "Well I'll keep an eye out for anyone needing a place too," Mom said. "I think one of our friend's daughter's is graduating from college soon and might need a place. I'll ask her." "Thanks, Mom. In any case Steve and I plan to spend at least two or three nights a week at his place or mine. I don't really want to be without him now and he feels the same way. He kind of hinted at marriage," I said softly. "He did?" Becky asked. "Isn't that kind of fast?" "Not really. He's been in love with me for quite a while I found out last night. He didn't want to push me because he knew I was skittish. *That's* an understatement! However last night we were supposed to go out but when he arrived he brought up living together. It scared me, frankly, as you well know. I was all set to break it off but then I thought of how I'd feel if I did that. I couldn't see myself without Steve in my life. So I was now really conflicted. I was *sure* that Steve wouldn't understand and I'd lose him *or* I could refuse and lose him anyway. Luckily for me things worked out for the best." "I didn't know that, Jamie," Becky said. "He sure sounds like a great guy. I'm really pleased for you." "Thanks. I'm a very lucky woman and I plan to do everything I can to make Steve the happiest man alive," I said proudly. "I'm sure you will, dear," Mom said. "Come on ladies, I need some help bringing out the food. Gene?" Mom called to my father, "can you get the grill going? Thanks!" As I followed my family into the house I realized that this was the first party where I was not the only woman without a partner. It was a good feeling. ***** When Jamie's mother asked us to get the grill going I expected to be an observer, like I usually was. Gene turned on the gas, lit it and began to brush the grates. "Josh, could you take over for a minute?" Josh took the brush from his father looking curiously at him. Gene shrugged his shoulders then walked over to me. "Steve, can we talk?" "Sure," I said as we walked into the house. We settled into the den with Gene closing the door behind. I sat on the couch wondering what was up. "Steve, I want to thank you for what you've done for Jamie. I've never seen her this happy." I relaxed a little, now that I knew where Gene was coming from. "You don't have to thank me, Gene. I love her, she loves me, that's all that matters." "Well, you're a fine man anyway, Steve. I don't know how much you know—" "Jamie's told me some of it," I said, interrupting him. "Well then you know that I wasn't the most understanding father, something that I'm constantly sorry for. Luckily I didn't lose my daughter over it. I have to admit that it was a great surprise to me when she and her mother first brought it up. I couldn't get my head around the whole concept, you know? I guess I was aware of the issue, in a strictly detached way, but I didn't think I'd ever have personal experience with it. My family started out with two sons and one daughter and now I have two daughters and one son and I couldn't be happier. I know that I'd do anything for that girl and I know you will too." "I will, Gene. I've never been with a woman like her. It's like we were made for each other. I felt something the first time our eyes met in that bar and it's only grown stronger the longer we've been together. I understand how a lot of people, guys, might not understand about Jamie's 'special' qualities, but they're unimportant to me." "I'm glad to hear it. If you don't mind my asking how about 'compatibility'? Umm..." "Gene, normally I wouldn't answer a question like that but I can see these are unusual circumstances so I'll answer it this way. We are *very* compatible." I smiled as I thought of just *how* compatible we were. "Although I'd want to be with her even if we had to be totally celibate. I love her that much." "Good, that's all I needed to know. Now, why don't we rejoin the party?" I got some interesting looks from Josh and Jim and a really curious one from Jamie. I ignored the guys and walked up to my girl, taking her in my arms. "I'll tell you later, okay?" I whispered as I planted a quick kiss on her lips. She nodded, smiling happily at the cat-calls we drew from her family. I smiled as well, knowing that as soon as I could make it happen these people were going to be my family too. ***** "So, what did my dad want to talk to you about?" Jamie asked as soon as we got in the car. "Geez, babe, can't you wait until we get to your place?" I grinned at her impatience. "No! I've been on pins and needles all afternoon. Now spill mister or else." "Or else what?" I asked. I wanted to see what sexual favor she was going to withhold to make me talk. "I won't let you fuck my hot little pussy, that's what," she said teasingly. "Yeah, right, like you could give up my cock! You couldn't go without now and you know it." I turned and grinned at her, knowing I had her. "You're right, I couldn't but, please, won't you tell me?" she said in a wheedling voice. Her hand moved into my lap to massage my cock. "Now you're talking, baby. That's the kind of incentive I need! It was nothing really. Your dad wanted to tell me he really appreciated my acceptance of you. He really loves you, you know. He told me how he'd been stubborn at first, and he's very sorry about that but now he wouldn't have things any other way. He told me he had two daughters and a son and he loved them all. Oh, and he wanted to know if we were 'compatible'." "*HE WHAT???*" Jamie screamed, her eyes flashing with anger. "You just wait until I see him! No, I'm gonna call him right now!" She had her cell phone out of her purse and the number almost dialed before I could even speak. "Honey! Wait, let me talk, okay?" That seemed to get her attention enough so that she closed her phone. She sat stiffly in the seat, her arms crossed below her breasts. She was still seething but she was at least listening. "I understand how you feel, really I do. I was angry myself when he asked. Then I put myself in his position. He was, in his own way, making sure that we'd be together for the long haul. I guess not too many guys would stick with a woman who he could never have sex with, and Gene wanted to make sure that wouldn't happen to us. Before you ask all I told him was that we were *very* compatible and I left it at that. I also told him never to ask me that kind of question again. Is that okay?" Jamie was still upset but she had calmed down considerably. "I should still ream him a new one for butting into our sex lives but I guess I can understand. Mom, Em and Becky all wanted to know how we were 'getting along'." Jamie made air quotes when she said getting along so I knew what she meant. "With them it was just female gossip but still..." "I know, baby, but if you think about it they just want us to be happy. When I look at it that way I can't really complain. So, do you want to stay at my place tonight or do you want me to stay with you?" "How about you stay with me again? You already have your razor and stuff at my place, all you need are some more clothes." She smiled at me, stroking my cheek. "Besides, I like the thought of you in *my* bed." I turned the car onto the road to my place. I pressed the gas a little harder. ***** "Do you want something to drink?" I asked as we walked into my living room twenty minutes later. "No, I'm good." She followed me into my bedroom where I pulled out two suitcases. Jamie looked at me curiously. "Two suitcases?" "Well, I figured I'd stay a few days and if I do that I'm going to need some clothes, right? That is, if you don't mind?" I asked unsure of whether I should invite myself for that long. "Of course not! We're going to be living together, aren't we, so why would I mind?" "Well it's not polite to invite myself into your place without asking first, that's all." "My place is your place and I hope, very soon your place is going to be *our* place. This is going to be great! I can't wait to bring a woman's touch to this bachelor pad." She grinned at me as she pondered the changes she was going to make. "Hmm, maybe I should rethink this living together bit. I don't know if I want pink curtains in my bedroom," I said seriously but my grin gave me away. "Oh, I wasn't thinking pink curtains in here. No, pastel blue sheers would fit *much* better, don't you think?" she asked seriously. "As long as you're here I don't care if we have *any* curtains!" I said pulling her into my arms for a quick kiss. "I'm not into exhibitionism, Steve. We need curtains. How can I run around naked otherwise?" she teased. "If *that's* the case maybe I should board over all the windows! I prefer you naked anyway." I slid my hands down her back and onto her pert little bottom. I squeezed the firm cheeks as I pulled her into my rapidly hardening cock. "Oh God, Steve, I'll give you twenty years to stop that!" she said as she ground her hips into me. "Come on, I want to christen *our* bed!" She led me to the bed where she pushed me down. She climbed on top of me, kissing me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. She explored me, dueling her tongue with mine, all the while her hand was busy stroking my cock through my jeans. With a quick squeeze she hopped off the bed and began stripping. "No, let me strip you," she said when I began to take my own clothes off. I lay there on my elbows watching her reveal her gorgeous body to my gaze. Her blouse and bra were gone in seconds, followed swiftly by her shorts and panties. She began to slowly move towards me, swinging her hips sexily. Her hard little clit/cock drew my attention and I knew what I wanted to do. "Stand right there," I said, my eyes boring into hers. "But—" "No buts. Stand right there." I climbed off the bed so that I could kneel at her feet. I slid my hands up the backs of her legs until I reached that marvelous ass. I squeezed her cheeks, drawing her to me at the same time. I opened my mouth, extending my tongue so I could lick the tip of her clit. "Oh God, Steve!" she cried as she brought her hands down to my shoulders. She sighed contentedly as I licked her shaft then down over her scrotum. I sucked the little bag into my mouth, rolling her tiny balls around with my tongue. Her breathing grew more erratic as she held on to me. I kissed up her shaft to the head which I kissed lovingly as well. I guess she didn't appreciate the attention I was paying to her clit because she pushed her hips forward, driving her clit into my mouth. "Suck it! Suck it hard! I need you to suck it??!!" I did as she asked, bobbing my mouth up and down on her shaft sucking as hard as I could on the back stroke then licking over her on the down stroke. Her moans grew louder, sounding like they came from deep in her soul. She surrendered herself to my attention while I drew more and more pleasure from her body. As I sucked I slid my finger in between her cheeks. I tweaked her pucker feeling her hips push back to get more contact. This pulled her clit from my mouth so she pushed hard, burying herself back in my mouth but that drew my finger from her asshole. She cried with frustration as she moved her hips back and forth trying to get the dual contact she needed. "Damn it, Steve, don't tease! Shove your finger in my pussy and suck my clit! Do it, damn it, do it!" She was almost crying now with frustration and I didn't want that. I quickly shoved my finger into her pussy while at the same time I pushed my mouth down, capturing her clit. She was the perfect length such that I was able to keep her completely in my mouth without her hitting the back of my throat. I fingerfucked her pussy more rapidly as I sucked her clit as if it were a lollypop. That was all it took. Her cries grew louder and higher as her balls gave up their nectar, spilling her juices into my mouth with three small pulses. Her knees gave way then so it was lucky that she was still holding my shoulders and I was holding her bottom. I swallowed her spending, letting her clit out of my mouth. I hugged her to me, guiding her to the bed. I set her on the edge, helping her lie back so I could lie beside her and hold her. "I love you Jamie. I love making love with you. I can barely leave you alone, you drive me crazy baby, absolutely crazy. I've never had this much sex in one day before but I still want more!" Jamie leaned her head up, kissing my neck. I shivered at the contact; the feel of her lips was electric. "Umm, I know what you mean. I can't get enough of you either. It's so great feeling you inside me and I can't describe what it feels like when you suck my clit like that! If I could have you do that every day I'd be in heaven!" "Your wish is my command my lady. You don't have to ask me to suck your little clitty because I love to do it. I love the feeling of your clit when you come. You spurted three times you know. That's a first, at least for us." "It's happened before but usually only when I'm *very* excited, like just now. I couldn't believe my eyes when you got on your knees like that. It made me *very* hot!" "You *are* very hot, baby. If you were any hotter you'd combust. I love how free and open you are. Now, how about we christen this bed, huh?" Jamie sat up, gazing at my body with heat in her eyes. "Now, *I* get to undress you, like I was about to do before I was so rudely interrupted," she said with a giggle. I was quickly as naked as she was, then she hopped between my legs slurping my cock into her mouth. She sucked me wetly, as she'd done this morning, getting me all lubed up with her saliva. Her eyes never left mine the whole time, the passion in the air fairly crackled. I caressed her face, running my finger around her lips where they were stretched around my organ. Once she had me all nice and slick she pulled back, her eyes hooded with lust. "Take me, my love. Take me," she said sensuously. She lay on her back, her arms and legs open in invitation. I crawled between her legs, placed the head of my cock at her opening then pushed slowly inside. "Umm, I love the feeling of you entering me, Steve. I feel like my insides are tingling as you push deeper and deeper." In seconds I was buried completely inside. I leaned over her, gathering her in my arms. I held her body to mine, my arms under her shoulders, crushing her breasts to my chest. I began a slow, steady in and out motion, filling her completely then pulling out until only the head was inside then rapidly filling her again. "So, so good, baby," I hissed in her ear as I nipped her earlobe. "I love your pussy! It hugs me so completely, it's like nothing I've ever felt. God I wish I could do this forever." "Yes, baby, yes. That's it, give it to me, Steve. Give me all of your love. Make love to me, baby, always!" Jamie's hips were working hard, meeting my every stroke, our loins slapping loudly in the quiet room. I wanted to try a new position so I rose off her, turning her on her side without ever leaving her body. I raised her leg, opening her up to my view. This position also gave me access to her clit, which I took immediate advantage of. "YES! That's it, Steve! YESSSSS!!!!" I was running my fingers over her head, specifically targeting the sensitive area just below the head. I had licked my fingers so that they slid easily over her skin. At the same time I was pounding her pussy with swift sure strokes. Jamie's hands were busy too, mauling her breasts, squeezing the flesh and pulling at her nipples. A constant stream of moans, groans and squeals from her accompanied us, matching the slap, slap, slap of our flesh as we rode the wave that was rapidly building. I dropped her leg, pulling out temporarily, turned her onto her knees then, grabbing her hips I buried myself deep in her body again. In this position I was able to really feed my cock to her. Her hands were fisted into the sheets, her head was twisting back and forth making her hair seem to fly, and her moaning grew to a crescendo. "That's it! That's it! YEESSSSS! Oh GOD!!!!! YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!" she cried. My orgasm quickly followed as spurt after spurt of my scalding semen splashed into her pussy. "UGGGGHHHHH! UGGGGHHHH! UGGGGHHHH!" I cried as I tried to shove my cock through her, so deeply was I in her sexy body. I collapsed beside her, drawing her into my chest, holding her tightly. I kissed every inch of her naked flesh that I could reach. My hands were drawing stray patterns on her belly, eliciting tiny moans of pleasure from my lover. "So?" I asked as I nibbled her ear, "Did we christen the bed sufficiently?" "I think so, but we may have to do it again, just to be sure," she said as she snuggled deeper into my embrace, her tiny bottom wiggling against my already stirring cock. I glanced at the clock on my bureau and saw that it was later than I'd expected. "I think we'll have to postpone that for a while, baby. It's later than I thought. I still have to pack and tomorrow's a work day so if we want to get a decent nights sleep we should get going." I released her reluctantly, grabbing my pants and underwear. "Does that mean I get round two at home?" Jamie asked, with a pretty pout. "Is sex *all* you think about?" I asked grinning wickedly at her. "No, sometimes I think about *you*, with your clothes *on* even!" she giggled as she slipped into her blouse. "I guess that'll have to do. Now, why don't you grab a week's worth of underwear for me and put them in that suitcase while I get my suits?" We worked in companionable silence, packing clothes for me so I could spend a week at her place. At the end of that week we were going to do the same for her. I wanted her at my place forever, but a week at a time for a while would have to do. ***** To be continued in part 4 My New Girl? Ch. 04 This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. ***** "Well, I think that's the last of it," Jamie said as she set the last box down in my spare bedroom. Jamie had contacted her apartment manager and had gotten an agreement to break her lease for two months rent in advance. I thought that was a great deal so I split the cost with her, she paid one month and I paid the other. As soon as she'd signed the papers we started moving her into my place. We did the moving over two weekends. The first weekend we moved all of her clothes and other personal items. The second weekend we moved the furniture she wanted to add to what I had and then put the rest in storage. The boxes we'd just finished moving were the last things that she'd forgotten from the first round. I pulled her into my arms, her back to my chest, as I kissed her neck. She leaned her head to the side so that I could have better access. "Umm, I love when you do that," Jamie moaned as she ground her bottom into my groin. "And *I* like it when you do that," I said as my hand slid up to cup her breast. I squeezed her gently, feeling the nipple harden against my fingers. "I think the couch is 'virgin territory', what do you say?" "I say, what are we waiting for?!" I walked with Jamie in my arms until we got to the couch. I pushed her down on her knees, her chest leaning against the back of the couch, undoing her jeans in the process. I pulled them down as far as they could go then I pulled her hips back to me, parting her cheeks in the process. I dove in, lapping and licking her little pucker, shoving my tongue in as deeply as I could. Jamie was already moaning like a banshee and I hadn't even got my cock in her! When I felt she was sufficiently wet I pulled back, dropped my own pants, then wet my cock with my spit and slid it home. "OH FUCK!" Jamie cried as I entered her. "GOD DAMN you feel good in me! FUCK ME, Steve, FUCK ME!!!!!!" I pulled her hips back a little then proceeded to give the lady exactly what she wanted. This was not lovemaking, it was hard, animalistic fucking. We were rutting like two animals, oblivious to the world around us as we lost ourselves in our lust. I knew I wasn't going to last long and I wanted Jamie to come as well so I reached under her so I could stroke her clit. Jamie's cries grew louder and her body seemed to go into spasms as her orgasm hit her. I felt her wetness on my fingers about the same time that I gave up my semen to her hot, clasping pussy. Breathlessly I held her tightly, kissing her neck again and whispering words of love into her ear. "Um, God Jamie, that was awesome. I love you so much, baby! I love everything we do. Sometimes we make slow passionate love and sometimes we fuck like wild animals but I love it all and I love you!" "I know what you mean, Steve," she said as she leaned into me, giving me better access to her neck. "I love all the ways we make love. Even when we go wild like this we're making love because it is our love for each other that makes us so hot for the other. I've never loved anyone before and I can tell you, making love with you is so different from the sex I had before I met you so as to not be even in the same category." By this time my cock had shrunk enough so that it was starting to slip out of her. I pulled back quickly, pulling my pants up so I wouldn't drip on the couch. I wiped Jamie up with my handkerchief then pulled her onto my lap. She was a vision of sexiness sitting there almost fully clothed but with her jeans bunched around her knees. "I agree with you. I've never loved anyone like I do you, and while I've had sex before it was nothing like what we have. It's almost as if I was doing something less somehow. More like masturbating in a woman's body than making love. *We* make love and I thank God every day that you came into my life." Before we could get started on round two there was a knock on my door. I peeked out the window and saw my parent's car in my driveway. "It's my mom and dad. Why don't you go to the bedroom and put yourself together?" Jamie hopped off me, holding her jeans up as she scooted to our bedroom with her bare ass hanging out. I was laughing as I opened the door. "Hi Mom, Dad, what brings you two by?" I said as I ushered them into the room. "Well we knew you and Jamie were finishing your move today so we figured we'd stop by and take you out to dinner. That way you won't have to cook tonight," my mother said, looking around the room. "Where is Jamie? I thought I heard her voice earlier." "She's in the bathroom. She might be in there a while, you know how women are Mom!" I said in jest. "You just wait until I tell her you said that," Mom threatened. "Said what, Mary?" Jamie asked as she walked into the room. Her hair was brushed to a shine, her makeup was perfect, as were her clothes. You'd never know we'd just fucked up a storm on the couch less than five minutes earlier. She walked up to my mom, hugging her and kissing her cheek. "It's good to see you, Mary. How are you, Joe?" "I'm good, Jamie. Better now that I see you're all moved in. Steve needs a good woman to keep him in line and now that you're here I know you will." "Got that right," she smiled as she hugged my dad then she wrapped her arm around my waist. "Mom and Dad want to take us out to supper. Sound good?" I asked. "Sounds great! Thank you, thank you very much. We kind of forgot to take something out of the freezer this morning so I was just going to make spaghetti," Jamie said. "Do you want to sit down for a while or are we going now?" "Is everyone hungry now?" Dad asked. A chorus of yeses decided things. We all piled into Dad's car. "So, how does seafood sound to everyone? I was thinking Red Lobster." "Sounds good to us," Jamie replied after glancing at me for confirmation. We had just given our orders to the waitress when Jamie needed to use the facilities. "Hold on, Jamie, I'll come with you," Mom said. When they left the table I looked at my father and shook my head. "Why is it they always go to the bathroom in groups? Are they afraid of getting attacked or something?" I asked rhetorically. "I don't know. I've always thought it was so they could talk about us in private," Dad said. "You're probably right. Anyway, next week is Linda and Gene's big family cookout. You guys are coming, right?" "Yes, we wouldn't miss it." "Good, because I'm going to ask Jamie to marry me," I said, a stupid grin on my face I'm sure. "Congratulations, son! She's a wonderful girl and you are one lucky man!" "Don't I know it? There is one thing I need to tell you though so you and Mom can pass the word around to the relatives. Dad, Jamie can't have children," I said, softly throwing it out there. "She can't?" Dad said sounding sad. I was an only child and I'd just told him that he wasn't going to have any grandchildren. "No, it's some genetic thing, but her body doesn't produce any eggs. No eggs, no pregnancy." I felt good that I hadn't lied to my dad. Her sex, while technically male, was certainly genetic and as such her body didn't produce any eggs. My relatives didn't need to know any more than that. "I'm so sorry, son. Of course we had hoped for grandchildren but..." "But I love Jamie and I'm going to marry her. Maybe we can adopt some day but that's so expensive and it would be a few years down the road anyway. The reason I wanted you guys to know is Jamie is very sensitive about this. I don't want someone at the party making any grandchildren remarks and upsetting her, you know?" "Count on us, Steve. We'll pass the word around. No one will say anything. I love that little girl as if she was my own and I would never do anything to hurt her." "Thanks, Dad. I really appreciate it." ***** "Well that was a fun evening, wasn't it?" "Yes, it was. I'm glad we decided to take the kids out. I really enjoy their company. Jamie is such a lovely girl, don't you think, Joe?" "Yes she is, honey. She's just about perfect. I don't think I could ask for a better daughter." "Daughter? Is there something you know that I don't?" Mary asked, looking at me askance. "Steve told me he's going to ask her to marry him at Linda and Gene's party next week." "That's wonderful! Oh I'm so glad! She's so nice and down to earth. I get along with her so well too. It's going to be wonderful to welcome her into our family." "Speaking of family, Steve told me something that we need to let everyone know about before the party." "What is it, Joe? Is something wrong?" Mary asked, clearly confused. "Kind of, but not exactly." "Well, what is it, exactly?" "Steve told me that Jamie can't have children. It's a genetic thing but the bottom line is she can't have children and is very sensitive about it. He asked me to make sure all our friends and relatives know so no one mentions grandchildren. It would really upset her and we wouldn't want to do that." "No, we wouldn't. Oh that poor girl! I feel so bad for her. I think she'd make a wonderful mother too. She's so kind and generous. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. So, has he bought the ring yet?" "I don't know, he didn't say. But if I know him it's going to be beautiful, just like his bride." ***** I sat down at the restaurant, waiting nervously for Jamie's dad to arrive. I had asked him to join me for lunch today but had been sufficiently vague as to the reason why. I glanced up to see Gene walking towards my table so I stood up to shake his hand. "Thanks for meeting me for lunch, Gene. I really appreciate it." "I'm always up for a free meal," he said with a wink. "You sounded kind of mysterious on the phone though. What's up?" "Why don't I tell you after we order?" We gave our drinks and food order to the waitress then, once she was gone I started speaking. "Gene, I'm probably being old fashioned but I want to marry Jamie and I'd like your blessing. I plan to propose at the party this weekend." "Steve! That's wonderful! Congratulations, and of course you have my blessing." Gene's eyes were bright with unshed tears and he had to get control of himself before he could continue. "I never thought I'd see this day, you know? I figured with Jamie's situation she'd never be lucky enough to find a person to love her, truly love her, as she is. I know she toyed with the idea of having the operation, her mother told me, but she didn't want to do that. She told her mother she'd rather be alone than to mutilate herself like that. I agree with her, actually. I wouldn't want her to do that just to please a man, even though it might have made it easier for her." "I would never want that either, Gene. I love her as she is. If she wanted to do it for herself, then fine. I'd support her completely and I'd love her just the same. Her unique qualities don't bother me. We're completely in love and I want to make that permanent." I chuckled ironically. "I guess it's a good thing that Massachusetts allows same sex marriage, huh? I'd do what I had to, even falsify documents, to marry her but I don't have to." "I never thought of that! She's been a girl for so long I forget that she wasn't born that way sometimes. Well, anyway, you have our blessing, Linda's and mine. I'll be the happiest man in the world when I walk my little girl down the aisle to you, Steve. Welcome to our family." Gene shook my hand enthusiastically and I smiled happily. I couldn't wait until the weekend! ***** "Jamie, slow down! This isn't the first party your mom and dad have had you know!" I said to a speeding Jamie as she rushed around our kitchen. "I know but this is the first party with *both* our families in attendance! I don't know how you can be so calm, Steve! I want everything to go smoothly today, that's all." "Baby, it will. My family loves you, your family seems to tolerate me," I chuckled self-deprecatingly, "and it's not as if my mom and dad have never met yours. These are people we've known all our lives, Jamie, not the Hell's Angels! Everything will be fine, don't worry." I pulled her into my arms, tucking her head under my chin. I marveled once more at how well her body fit against mine. I kissed the top of her head, inhaling the scent of her shampoo. As usually happened when I held her the feel of her body against mine generated thoughts of being with her and I started to stiffen. "Oh no, not now, Steve! Geez, we just had sex an hour ago! I am not going to this party with your cum dripping into my panties, that's for sure. Besides, we don't have time!" Jamie whined. "Baby, I'm sorry but you do that to me. Just holding you makes me want to be with you. I can't help it that you're so damn sexy, can I?" I said contritely even though my cock remained half hard. "You sure know the right thing to say, don't you? I love it that you find me irresistible. I'm sorry too, I'm just a little stressed. Forgive me?" Jamie said as she stepped back into my arms. "Always. Now, unless you want me walking into your parent's house with a hard-on you'd better let me go, as much as I don't want you to." I sighed as she pulled away, our eyes promising an enthusiastic session once we got home. "I think there's a bag of peas in the freezer. Why don't you use them to fix that little problem of yours?" Jamie said teasingly. "Nah, I think I'll just jerk off in the bathroom while you get your stuff together," I said nonchalantly. "No way! You are not wasting that stuff. You save that for me!" A thoughtful expression came over Jamie's face then she grinned wickedly. "So, you need some relief, do you?" She reached down and ran her finger up the bulge in my slacks. "Well, yeah," I said, breathing heavier. "But I thought you were in a hurry?" "I am, so get that thing out and start jerking!" she said as she sat down in front of me, her mouth open, tongue out. It took a second to get what she meant. I shook my head in wonder while I hauled my cock out and began to furiously stroke it. "That's it, baby, stroke that thing! Give little Jamie *all* that lovely come." Her eyes were gleaming lustfully as they bore into mine. The situation overwhelmed me and I felt the tingling beginning, signaling my readiness to fulfill Jamie's request. "I'm... I'm gonna... CUM!!!!!!" I cried as my balls tightened, sending their offering up my shaft. Jamie saw the head swell and plastered her mouth over me just in time. Spurt after spurt flew up and out into her sucking mouth, her throat working hard to keep up. My knees grew weak and I had to grab the table so as not to fall. My cock stayed hard for a few seconds then began to shrink in her mouth. Jamie sucked the last bits from me then swallowed once more. She opened her mouth allowing me to slip out, my cock flopping down from my open zipper. Jamie casually reached over to her purse and pulled out a stick of gum. She popped it into her mouth then stood up. "Now put that thing away, we don't have any more time to waste," Jamie said, putting a box of food containers into my arms after I'd finished zipping up. "Why don't you load up the car while I get my sweater?" "Yes ma'am!" I said as I exited the kitchen, a pleased grin on my face and a small box in my jacket pocket. ***** The party was turning out to be a great success, as I had predicted. The weather had warmed up nicely and a slight breeze rustled the leaves in the trees. Jamie was busy helping the other women with the food and making sure everyone had a good time so she didn't have time to notice all the knowing looks she was receiving. I think she was the only person at this party *not* to know what was going to happen, and that was as I wanted it to be. I knew Jamie would accept so I wasn't worried about that but I felt she deserved to be surprised and to be asked in front of all of our loved ones. When everyone had their fill of food and drink and before the backyard games were scheduled to begin I went looking for Jamie. "Honey? Can you help me with something outside?" I asked. I grasped Jamie's hand and led her out onto the patio. I felt in my pocket, making sure the little box was where it belonged. Since everyone knew what to expect the crowd gathered around us, smiling happily. "Steve? What's going on?" Jamie asked, unsure of what to expect. I reached into my pocket then dropped down onto one knee. "Jamie, I love you. I've loved you almost from the first day we met. You're the other half of my soul and I want you in my life forever. Jamie, will you marry me?" I brought my hand from behind my back and opened the box, presenting it to her. The simple solitaire diamond shone brightly in the sun. Jamie's eyes welled up with tears that quickly ran down her cheeks. Her hands shook while she tried to wipe the tears away as she scanned the crowd of happy faces. "Oh, Steve! Yes, yes, yes! I will marry you!" she said excitedly. I took her hand, sliding the ring on to her finger. It fit perfectly since I'd had it sized to one of her other rings. I gazed in awe at the sight of my ring on this beautiful woman's hand. I stood up, gathered her into my arms and I kissed her. I guess we got lost in each other because the next thing I knew there were cat-calls and shouts of 'get a room' erupting from the crowd. I pulled back reluctantly and Jamie was blushing furiously, though she hadn't left my arms. Shouts of congratulations rang out and that was the last time I held my fiancée for the rest of the day. Everyone wanted to congratulate us and give us 'advice' on marriage. Jamie was sequestered with the female members of her family and mine while the male members of both families kept me more than occupied. It was very late that night before we were able to make our exit. We survived the chorus of goodbye's and well wishes as we drove away. Finally, in the silence of the car, we had a chance to talk to each other. "Well, you sure are sneaky aren't you?" Jamie said as she snuggled against me as much as she could, considering my car had bucket seats. "Sneaky? Me? What ever do you mean?" "Everyone but me knew you were going to propose today. And this ring fits me perfectly, and I didn't know a thing about any of it. I'd call that sneaky, wouldn't you?" "No, I'd call that surprising my beautiful fiancée. I wanted to make proposing to you as perfect as I could. I figured proposing in front of both our families would do that so I passed the word around. Did I do wrong?" I asked though I know she was pleased, no, more than pleased. "No, Steve, you didn't do wrong. You did everything right. It was perfect. It was just like every girl dreams of being proposed to. Thank you, Steve. I know I say that a lot but it's because I truly am grateful for all you do for me. You do so much to make my life better and I love you all the more for it." "I do it because I love you, Jamie. Those weren't just words, you know. You are the other half of my soul. I don't think I was alive, not really, until I met you. I want us to be together for the rest of our lives and I plan to love you more and more each and every day." Jamie hugged my arm tighter as I drove home. Her contented sigh told me all I needed to know. We sat in comfortable silence as I negotiated the roads to our home, listening to the radio as it played softly in the background. I pulled into the garage and was about to unload the car when Jamie stopped me. "Leave it until tomorrow. It's late and I want to make love to my fiancé." She took my hand and led me to our bedroom. We undressed each other in between kisses and caresses until she was naked. I gathered her into my arms, lifting her off the floor. Jamie pulled the covers back so I could lay her on the crisp white sheets. She opened her arms to me, inviting me into our bed. My New Girl? Ch. 04 "Make love to me, Steve. Make beautiful, slow love to me. I want this perfect day to end with you in my arms, in my body, as we share our love." I climbed in beside her, claiming her lips for myself. I stroked her body, my hands roaming lovingly over her skin. She moaned into our kiss, her body squirming under my hands as she became more and more aroused. "Now, Steve, now, please! I want you, I need you, now!" she said in a husky whisper. She grasped my cock bringing it to her lips. She quickly got me slick with her saliva then she lay back down. She spread her legs, opening herself to my gaze. I got up between her legs but before I entered her I gazed lovingly at her. Her eyes were hooded with lust but her love for me was there too. Her beautiful body lay before me, open and inviting. "God, you are so beautiful, Jamie. I can't get enough of just looking at you," I said reverently. "Just looking?" she asked knowingly. She grasped her breasts, squeezing them together, offering them to me. "Don't you want to touch me too?" "Umm, yes, I want to touch you too, baby. I want to touch you everywhere. I want to own that beautiful body the way you own my soul." I placed myself at her opening and pushed gently into her. Once I was in a little I lay down on her, bringing our bodies into contact. Her breasts pressed into my chest, flattening against me. Her hard nipples poked my chest erotically and I moaned in contentment. Jamie moaned too as I slid slowly into her. I knew at times like this that she liked me to go slow as I entered her. She liked to feel every inch as it claimed her, spreading her flesh for the invader she desired more than anything. Once I was completely sheathed inside her I rested there, savoring the sensation. "It feels so good, Steve. You fill me so completely. I can't imagine anything better, can you?" "No, baby, I can't. I love the way your body caresses me. Every time I enter you it feels like I'm coming home. I get this feeling of belonging that I've never felt with anyone else. God, Jamie, I love you!" I moved my hips in a slow steady motion. Neither of us were in any hurry. This was a reaffirmation of our love. A sharing, a promise to love and cherish each other for the rest of our lives. While wedding vows would sanctify our marriage in the eyes of God and the law, we didn't need them. Our love was stronger than all of that and this coupling was a symbol of our promise to each other. We kissed and stroked each other's bodies wherever we could reach, adding to the pleasure we were giving to each other. I made love to her, stroking her steadily, unhurriedly, while she encouraged me with her words, her lips and her hands. After many minutes I felt the need to spill my semen claim me, so that I could claim her as mine forever and forever. My hips sped up, driving myself into her more forcefully. My eyes closed in ecstasy but a word from Jamie brought them open again. "No, baby, keep your eyes open. I want to see your eyes when you come. I want to see your eyes as we complete our lovemaking." She grasped my face in her hands as her eyes locked with mine. My breathing grew erratic now. My hips were a blur as I struggled to claim my woman but the whole time my eyes never left hers. I saw her eyes darken with lust as she felt the first spurts of my orgasm hit her. "That's it, baby, come for me! Give me all of your love. Fill me, claim me. I'm yours, baby, yours forever!" She pulled me down to kiss her, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. As we kissed I felt a tiny shudder go through her and I knew she'd had her orgasm as well. A tiny one to be sure, but an orgasm nonetheless. I felt tears begin to collect at the corners of my eyes as the enormity of her love for me overwhelmed me. I resolved, not for the first time, to do everything I could to love and protect this wonderful person for the rest of my life. We lay silently in each other's arms, my weight supported by my arms and knees. We both liked me to stay in place until I shrank enough so that I slid from her. She told me she loved the feeling of me shrinking within her almost as much as she loved it when I entered her. When my cock at last slipped out of her I rolled over, taking her with me so that she was lying on my chest. I stroked her body, the light sheen of sweat on her skin making her shiver so I pulled the covers over us. "Thank you, Jamie. You've made me the happiest man on earth today when you agreed to be my wife. I promise you, I will do the best I can never to hurt you on purpose and to love you to the best of my ability for the rest of our lives." "You are welcome, Steve, but it is I who should be thanking you. You are the man I never thought I'd meet. You are one in a million, of that I'm sure and I'm glad you wanted me. I know that you would never purposely hurt me. I trust you with my life. I also promise to love and protect you for the rest of our lives. I want to grow old with you, Steve. If I have only one regret it is that I can't have our children. It would be the ultimate expression of love if I could give you a child, but I can't. I know it doesn't matter to you and because of that I'm not sad. Our love will support and fulfill us throughout our marriage and that's all that matters." "Jamie, from the moment you told me about yourself I knew that our having children the natural way was not going to be a possibility and it's never been a consideration. A lot of couples can't have children. We're just one couple out of millions. I have all that I want in life with you as my wife. I want you to understand that and take it to heart. I'm not missing anything because I have everything I've ever wanted in you!" Jamie kissed me tenderly then she snuggled into my side. "Turn off the light, baby. It's been a long day and I'm beat. I love you." I turned off the light, kissed the crown of her head and closed my eyes. The feel of my lover's body next to mine lulled me to sleep. ***** The next few months flew by. Thankfully Jamie and our mothers arranged everything for the wedding. All I had to do was show up at the various events and try to stay out of the way at all other times. My friends wanted to get a stripper for my bachelor party but I put an end to that quickly. I told them in no uncertain terms that I didn't want a stripper and if one showed up I was leaving. I'd invited my dad and Gene to the bash as further insurance. We had the party at the bar where Jamie and I had first met. We played pool, had a few drinks, then later in the evening we adjourned to the back room we'd reserved for some poker. We played until closing time and I'm pleased to say that I walked out with more money than when I'd arrived. I don't know if it was superior play or my friends letting me win but I wasn't complaining. Jamie and her friends went bar hopping for her party that same night. They had rented a limo for the evening and they proceeded to get blasted. According to Jamie even her mother was three sheets to the wind! I wished I had seen that! Jamie climbed into bed that night drunker than I'd ever seen her but she didn't get sick, which made me very happy. All I got that night was a quick kiss as she collapsed in to a deep sleep. I gathered her to my chest, spoon fashion. I listened to her light snoring as I fell asleep myself. ***** We were packing for our honeymoon and I noticed that she'd packed only her 'public' bathing suits. As I had surmised the first time I saw her naked she had a special suit that she tanned in. Most of the time she used tanning beds because there was no place for her to tan at her old apartment, when the weather was bad or too cold. Since she'd moved in with me she tanned in our back yard. I tried to talk her into tanning nude but she wasn't hearing any of it. I had a tall fence that surrounded the yard but, because of her 'differences' she wasn't comfortable tanning nude where someone might see her. She did tan topless once in a while but that was it. She had a tiny black thong bikini from Wicked Weasel that she'd bought on a dare when she was in college. Her closest friend, Wendy, who knew about her situation, had bought one and dared her to buy one too. She had even convinced her to wear it to the beach during Spring Break but only after one too many drinks! She'd garnered a lot of attention from the guys on the beach but she, for obvious reasons, never let things go too far. Wendy was a bit of a tease so she and Jamie would parade around in their skimpy suits causing erections all over but they never allowed any guy to get too close. From then on the only time she wore that suit was for tanning as the beaches in Massachusetts were not the place for that kind of suit. I wanted her to bring it on the honeymoon though. The cruise we were going on had a topless tanning deck and I wanted to show off my wife. "Don't forget to pack your black suit," I said nonchalantly. "Why?" she asked, not really listening to me. "You wear it for tanning, right?" "Yes, so?" "The ship has a topless tanning deck. I want to show off my sexy new wife." "You do?" she asked curiously. "I thought you didn't share?" "I don't. I want you all to myself. That doesn't mean I'm not proud to have you as my wife. I am and I want to show everyone what they're missing. Besides, we're never going to see these people again so why not be a little daring?" I said hopefully. "If you don't mind a bunch of horny guys looking at my tits then I don't. I've always wondered what it would be like to go topless, maybe this is my chance." She opened her drawer and drew out the tiny suit. It had more string than cloth and I loved seeing her in it. Sometimes less is more, you know? "We'll play it by ear, okay. If you don't want to then we don't. No pressure, okay?" I said as I leaned down to kiss her gently. "Okay." ***** To be continued in part 5 My New Girl? Ch. 05 This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. ***** The wedding was held in my parent's back yard, complete with tent in case of rain. The weather cooperated but it was nice to have a shady area anyway since the day was sunny and warm. Jamie was, in my opinion, the most beautiful bride I've ever seen. She wore a long white dress with a lacey bodice and sleeves. Gene walked her down the aisle, the very picture of a proud father. Her sister, Emily, was the matron of honor and my friend Paul was my best man. We'd decided that we only wanted a small wedding, family and close friends, but still there were over one hundred people in attendance. The reception was a bash to end all bashes. Linda and my mother had outdone themselves. The DJ was great, the food delicious, and the photographer unobtrusive but thorough. We even had the event on video so we could watch ourselves in our golden years, I guess. We danced our first dance, cut the cake and circulated. We made sure we talked to everyone in attendance, thanking them for coming and for their gifts. I was told many times that Jamie was a lovely girl and I was lucky to have her. I couldn't have agreed more and I said so. Our eyes kept meeting across the yard as we mingled, her smile warming my heart each and every time. By six o'clock we were on our way to the airport and by eight we were winging our way to Miami where our cruise would depart the next morning. It was after 11 PM by the time we got to our room. I carried my bride across the threshold while we kissed. I closed the door with my foot as I set her down. "I love you, Mrs. Williams," I said as I drew her into my arms. "And I love you, Mr. Williams," she replied, wrapping her arms around my neck. Our heads moved in unison as our lips met. Our tongues flitted back and forth into each other's mouths, tasting and teasing until we had to break for air. I glanced around the room and noticed a bottle of chilled champagne on the table next to a plate of chocolate covered strawberries. "It looks like someone sent a gift," I said nodding towards the items on the table. "Oooh, I wonder who sent it?" Jamie asked excitedly. She hurried over to the table and picked up the card. "Have a happy honeymoon, love Linda, Gene, Mary and Joe," she said as she read the card. "Isn't that nice of them? I just love chocolate covered strawberries!" She grabbed one off the plate and bit into it, moaning with delight. "They're delicious! Have one!" I joined her, taking a strawberry and popping it into my mouth. She was right, they were good. I opened the champagne and poured two glasses. I handed one to Jamie as I clinked our glasses together. "To my lovely wife, I hope she'll be as happy fifty years from now as she is right now!" We took a sip, our eyes dark with pent-up desire. "To my husband, my lover, my life, as long as you are by my side I'm the happiest woman in the world. I love you." She touched her glass to mine and we sipped again. We set our glasses down almost simultaneously. We moved into a kiss that was both loving and passionate. Our hands roamed, touching and caressing the other, our excitement growing by the second. Suddenly Jamie pulled back, a sexy grin on her face. "Wait right there, I have a surprise for you!" she said as she grabbed her suitcase and ran into the bathroom. I assumed she'd bought a new teddy for the occasion and I felt myself hardening in anticipation. While we always slept nude she loved lingerie and had a very sexy assortment of teddies and other things that she wore to entice me. I loved unwrapping her almost as much as I enjoyed making love to her. I undressed quickly, pulling the silk boxers she'd bought for me out of my suitcase. I usually wore briefs but these were for enticement more than everyday use. "Close your eyes!" she called out from the bathroom. "Okay, they're closed," I said as I stood there waiting for her. I heard her feet on the carpet as she came closer then I felt her hand on my chest, her finger tracing around my nipples. My cock hardened in my shorts, tenting them. "Open your eyes," she whispered. I gazed at her and saw a vision in white. The teddy was sheer and lacy, covering everything while obstructing nothing. I was cut high on her hips turning into a thong in the back. The top plunged low, showing off her cleavage nicely while it barely covered her rock hard nipples. The back was open leaving her virtually naked from the rear. "God, you're beautiful," I whispered, stunned by how sexy she looked. "So you like it then?" she teased, her chocolate brown eyes were dark with desire. "You know I do. It's too bad I have to take it off, it's so sexy." "Who says you have to?" she asked huskily. "Well I wouldn't want to ruin it and what I have in mind might do that." "Oh? And just what do you have in mind?" "That's my little surprise for you, my lovely wife." I drew her into my arms, running my hands over her almost naked back and bottom. She ground her hips into my raging erection as her hands were roaming my back, chest and bottom. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers then she pulled them down. It wasn't easy, our bodies pressed together like they were but she was persistent. I felt the silky fabric slide down my legs to land at my feet. I kicked them to the side at the same time her hands grasped my shaft. She drew back from me, coming to rest kneeling at my feet. She began kissing and licking my shaft, making love to me with her mouth. I assumed that she was preparing me for her like she always did so I touched her head, getting her attention. "Baby, I want to do you first, you know, tease you a little before we make love," I said as I caressed her cheek lovingly. "And you will, my love. I'm not getting you ready for lovemaking. I want to make love to you. I want you to come for me, yes, but I want you in my mouth when you do." I groaned in ecstasy as her lips wrapped themselves around the head of my cock. She slowly drew me into her mouth, inch by tantalizing inch. Jamie had taken the art of fellatio to new heights. She could do things to my cock that no one had ever done. She loved to suck on me but we rarely went through to completion. I was usually in too much of a hurry to bury myself in her sexy body. Now I was getting the full treatment and I planned to enjoy it. Our eyes were locked onto each other's until just before she engulfed me completely. When I felt the head of my cock slide into her throat she had to lower her head to get me all in. I placed my hand on the top of her head, running my fingers through her hair. How she managed to stay like that without gagging I'll never know. I knew from previous experience that she had excellent breath control so it wasn't surprising when I felt her tongue as it swiped my scrotum. Her arms were holding my butt, tickling the crack as well as my pucker. Before Jamie I'd never liked it when a lover would play with my butt hole but now I loved it. She didn't try to push her whole finger in. She liked to play with me just using the tip of her finger. I found that more exciting than almost anything else. She sucked hard on the way out, her cheeks hollowing as more and more of my spit-shiny shaft emerged. As soon as she could our eyes locked again. Her eyes crinkled in a smile, pleasure evident even though her mouth was otherwise occupied. "God, I love you," I said as I caressed her cheek. "You are absolutely amazing!" She licked my shaft, sucked hard then drove herself back down to the base of my cock as she hugged me tightly. She settled into a rhythm that I knew from experience would have my balls giving up their load in no time. "Umm, so good, baby. Just like that! Oh, yes, so, so good!" I laid my hand on the back of her head, caressing her lovingly. She made what I can only call a purring sound as I caressed her, the whole time she worked my cock like a virtuoso. "Soon, baby, soon," I hissed, my hips thrusting forward as my knees weakened a little. Jamie doubled her efforts it seemed, sliding one hand around to my ballsack so she could caress the orbs contained there. She knew when I was ready to blow because she could feel my balls tighten at the same time the head swelled in her mouth. She took me deeply into her throat then, holding me deep while I shot my cum straight into her belly. When the flow slowed she pulled back slightly and I could feel her tongue caressing the head so she could gather what remained before she swallowed. "Damn, Jamie, I think I just shot my balls down your throat!" I said as I pulled slowly out of her mouth and sat down heavily on the bed. "Don't worry, lover, they're still there. I had them safe in my hand the whole time. Umm, I love the taste of your cum," she said as she licked her lips, swallowing once more. "Come 'ere," I said as I drew her to me. I kissed her deeply, tasting the remnants of my orgasm still in her mouth. I ran my finger down her chest and into her cleavage. "Now, it's your turn." I started at her shoulders, carefully lowering the straps of the teddy. Even though the sheer fabric did nothing to hide her charms I enjoyed the sight of her naked breasts as they were revealed. Her nipples were hard as rocks, standing up proudly from the rounded mounds on which they stood. I bent my head capturing her left nipple with my teeth. I nipped her bud and she reacted, pushing her chest into me, begging for more contact. I released it as I attacked its twin. This time I held on, stretching her nipple away, my teeth sinking slightly into the tender flesh. "OH GOD!" she cried as she thrust her chest into me, begging for more. I moved back and forth, sucking and biting her nipples just enough to cause a little pain but not enough to hurt her too much. I knew, of course, that she liked rough breast play on her nipples but I didn't want her to orgasm, or at least not yet. Pulling away I stared into her dark hooded eyes, our gazes almost burning each other. My hands moved back to her teddy once more drawing it down her torso. As her belly button came into view I leaned down, kissing her belly and tonguing her navel. I licked it with just the tip of my tongue, flicking it like it did to her clit. Again I resumed sliding the teddy down until she had to lift her hips to allow me to expose her completely. Now that she was unclothed her clit stood up proudly. The teddy had held it down between her legs so that I couldn't see it but now it was there for me to see *and* touch. Instead of taking it into my mouth like she expected I stood up. "Be right back, don't go anywhere!" She looked at me like I was crazy. I mean where was she going to go? I hurried over to the champagne bottle then with a quick stop in the bathroom for a towel I returned to the bed. "Lie on this, would you? I don't want to make a mess of the bed." She did as I asked; lying on the towel I had placed beside her. I lay down beside her the bottle of champagne beside me. "What do you need the champagne for?" she asked curiously. "I'm going to pour champagne on you then lick it off, sound like fun?" I asked. "My, you *are* a kinky devil aren't you?" she said with a delighted twinkle in her eyes. "I try, my love, I try." She lay back, waiting for me to begin. I poured a small amount of champagne in between her breasts. She shivered. "It's cold!" she complained. "Quiet! I'll warm you up." I began to lick up the liquid using long slow strokes of my tongue caressing her body as I did so. As I poured some directly onto her left nipple she shivered once more, most of it running down the outside of her breast and onto the towel. I licked and sucked her nipple enjoying the taste of her skin combined with the taste of the champagne. It tasted good, not like some brands. I'd have to remember to thank our parents for it, omitting the use to which I put it, of course. I repeated the process with her right nipple getting sloppier with the wine as I took more time licking and less time pouring. Jamie was in a constant state of arousal from my tongue and also the effect of the cold liquid on her body. She'd get a dash of cold champagne then my hot mouth would be there warming her flesh while at the same time the caressing of my tongue excited her in a whole different way. I moved to her belly, pouring champagne directly into her navel. I did this a number of times, sometimes licking sometimes sucking the liquid, enjoying the sounds and motions her body was making as I did so. Finally I moved down to her genitals. I poured some directly on to the head of her clit and she jumped. "It tickles!" she said though she quickly settled back down, her legs spread wide for me. In fact her hands went to her knees so that she could hold them as wide as possible. I loved to see her like this, so open and trusting of me. She'd never trusted anyone enough to let them see her like this but she trusted me. It was a humbling experience. I began by licking the champagne that was on her abdomen first, pointedly ignoring her clit. I tried to avoid all contact but I couldn't and she would jerk with delight as I made contact with the hard sensitive flesh. I poured a goodly amount up and down her shaft, taking great delight in the way the little organ stiffened, the blood filling it, darkening the little head. Licking the wine from her skin and once more avoiding her clit I teased her mercilessly. I even poured some over her scrotum so that it ran down over her pussy pucker. I licked there, making her scream in frustration. I licked from there up to her balls sucking them into my mouth. The highlight of the evening, for her I hoped, was next. I took a big swig of the champagne then I quickly pulled her clit into my mouth! Her hips left the towel as she jumped from the contact. "OH FUCK! OH GOD! STEVE!!!!!" she cried as she stiffened on the bed her head thrown back in orgasm. I felt her clit pulse once, twice, three times then, surprisingly a fourth! Her sweet juices mixed with the wine forming an intoxicating liquid that had nothing to do with alcohol! Jamie thrashed around on the bed, her hips hunching as her body flopped around almost uncontrollably. I had to hold on to her hips so I could keep her in my mouth, which I was going to do come hell or high water. When at last she relaxed back down I slowly pulled my head back allowing her now soft clit to slip from between my lips to fall limply onto her belly. I swallowed what was in my mouth in two gulps, savoring the unique taste. I knew that I'd have to do this more often, it was that good! I climbed carefully onto the bed and drew her body into my arms. She was still pretty out of it, I guess I'd exhausted her because all she could manage was a weak smile when I kissed her. I held her, savoring the feel of my wife's body against mine. I smiled at the word: wife, my wife. It had a good ring to it. "Ste..." she swallowed roughly. "Can I have some water?" I laid her down carefully then I got her a glass of water. I supported her as I helped her drink it. She probably didn't need my help but I was feeling protective of her just now. "Thanks." I set the glass on the table then took her in my arms once more. "You okay?" I asked. In all the time we'd been together I'd never seen her this wiped out from an orgasm. "Yeah, or I will be once I've had a chance to rest. God, what did you *do* to me?" she asked wonderingly. "I sucked you with a mouthful of champagne, that's all. I didn't realize... I'm sorry!" I apologized. "Don't be sorry, Steve! I loved it! It was mind-blowing, unlike anything I've ever experienced, and I love you for giving me that kind of pleasure." I sighed with relief. I thought for sure I'd hurt her. "In that case, it was my pleasure to give you so much pleasure. It wasn't too much, was it?" "Define too much! I saw stars and all those other clichés but no, it wasn't too much. I don't think I'd want to do it every time, but once in a while, oh yeah! And to think, I never really liked champagne!" she giggled. "I know, I was thinking the same thing. I think I'm going to get a hard-on every time I see a bottle of champagne though. Boy *that* could be embarrassing!" I said laughing with her. "Can we take a nap, honey? I'm beat. I'd love to make love with you but right now I'm sure I'd be no fun." "Of course, baby." I pulled down the covers and helped her under them. I took the time to put the bottle of champagne in the bucket and threw the towel into the sink. By the time I got back my sexy little bride was snoring softly so I climbed in behind her, kissed her on the cheek and settled down for the night. ***** I woke from what I thought was a very erotic dream that turned out to be my new wife arousing me from sleep with some very vigorous sucking. I opened my eyes and smiled sleepily. "Hey," I said with a yawn. "Hey yourself. My you were dead to the world! I thought I was losing my touch!" she said as she crawled up the bed to kiss me. "I was having this wonderful dream that turned out to be real. What time is it, anyway?" "Two AM, why?" "Isn't it a little early? We don't have to be at the dock until ten." "It would be way early if we were going to the dock. We're going to have sex on our wedding night and it's not too early for that!" "Oh, I see. What we did earlier wasn't sex?" I asked innocently. "It was but not the kind *I* want on my wedding night. I want to feel my husband's cock buried deep in my pussy, as he makes mad passionate love to me." "I can do that!" I said as I grabbed her, pushing her down on the bed as I crawled between her legs. Even though she'd been sucking me I figured I might not be wet enough since we'd been talking for a bit so I grabbed her legs and folded them up so that her knees were almost to her shoulders. This opened her lewdly to my gazed, her little pussy winked at me in anticipation. Leaning down I swiped my tongue over her making sure to get her good and wet with my mouth. I pulled back while she held her legs open and wet myself. I placed my cock at her entrance and pushed. I loved to watch as I entered her and now that I was entering my wife for the first time the act took on new significance. "I love you, wife," I said gazing deeply into her eyes. She was a picture of contradiction. Her face bore an expression of sheer love while her body was lewdly displayed to her lover as he entered her body. "And I love you, husband. Take me, my love. Take your wife and make her yours!" She threw her head back in delight as I bottomed out in her. I lay on top of her, sliding my arms under her shoulders, gathering her body close to me. She released her legs allowing her to lock them around my waist. I wanted this coupling to be slow and loving but Jamie wanted something else. "Yeah, baby! Fuck me! Come on, honey let me have it!" Her hips began to pound into me, using her legs as leverage to allow her to fuck me rather than the other way around. If she wanted it hard then who was I to deny her? I lifted up a little, gaining a little leverage. I began to stroke into her using long fast strokes. I pulled back as far as I could then quickly shoved myself home, meeting her thrusts back at me. Our loins smacked loudly, rapidly, the slap, slap, slap of flesh echoing off the walls. I worked hard to hold off, aided by her previous efforts earlier in the evening, but long before I wanted to I felt my orgasm rising in my balls. "Ugh! Cumming! Baby, God I love you!" I ground out as I buried myself deeply and spilled my semen into her hot orifice. Luckily she reached her orgasm soon after me. I felt her muscles clench around me and the wetness of her ejaculation on my belly. My New Girl? Ch. 05 "YES!!!! OH GOD YESSSSSSSS!" she cried out so loudly I hoped that she didn't wake the people in the next rooms. I loved how free she was, how vocal, but at times like this I did worry that she might disturb others. I pushed into her with my softening cock, eliciting little grunts from my lovely wife. Once I slid from within her I rolled onto my back bringing her with me, our usual way of enjoying the afterglow of our lovemaking. "So is married sex any better than when we were living in sin?" I asked teasingly. "I don't know, ask me again in ten or twenty years, okay?" she replied quite seriously, even though her eyes were twinkling. "I'll make a note in my calendar." I replied in a dead-pan tone of voice. I tilted her chin up so I could kiss her, a kiss of love, not lust. "I love you, Jamie." "I love you, Steve. How about we get some more sleep? I think I'm sufficiently tired now." I snuggled up to her, spooning as we usually did. She turned out the light and clasped my hand, joining our fingers. She brought our hands to her breast nestling them into her cleavage. ***** The dock was a beehive of activity. Our bags were checked and would be delivered to our cabin so we climbed the gangway to check in. "Mr. and Mrs. Steven Williams," I said as we checked in with the purser. "Oh yes, you're on Deck 5, cabin 515. Here are your key cards. The welcome aboard cocktail party will be at 5, right after the mandatory lifeboat drill at 4. Please be on time to your station. You'll find that information in your room." We headed to the elevators after checking which one was closest to our cabin. Our bags had already been delivered and were waiting for us when we opened the door. "Oh, Steve, we have a little balcony! You didn't tell me that!" "I know, I wanted to surprise you. It didn't cost much extra and I knew you'd like it." We walked outside where two lounge chairs took up most of the small deck. It was nice and private though. If we were reasonably quiet no one would know we were there. I had plans for that deck. "I can't wait until we're at sea," Jamie said. "I bet the ocean is beautiful seen from here." "Not as beautiful as you, anywhere," I said softly as I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her to me as I kissed her neck. "Umm, God that feels good, baby," Jamie moaned. She shivered as I hit the sensitive spot behind her ear with my lips but she stayed still allowing me to continue my exploration of her neck. As much as I wanted to take this further, a lot further, we really didn't have the time. "So, what do you want to do until it's time for the drill?" I asked. "Why are we having a lifeboat drill anyway?" Jamie asked petulantly. "Well for one, it's the law. Ever since the Titanic disaster laws about lifeboats have been getting stronger. Basically they want to make sure everybody knows where to go and what to do in the unlikely event of the ship sinking." "Well, it still seems stupid to me. When was the last time one of these cruise ships sank anyway? However, since we do why don't we explore the ship?" We walked around the various decks, looking at stores, checking out the casino and the clubs. We also signed up for our dinner seating time so we were all set. The lifeboat drill was as boring as you'd expect but the crew tried to make it as interesting as possible. After that we made our way to the top deck where the welcome aboard party was being held. I grabbed a beer for myself and a Tom Collins for Jamie and we started walking. We came upon a group of people about our age who were just introducing themselves. "Hi," I said at a lull in the introductions, "I'm Steve and this is my wife Jamie. Mind if we join you?" We were invited to join them and after introductions we talked about the usual things new people do: jobs, where we lived, how long we'd been married or dating, that kind of thing. When the group found out we were on our honeymoon we were congratulated and then regaled with all the marriage advice that strangers want to give. We smiled politely as they seemed to be nice people and well meaning. We chatted for a bit more then we all broke up to do some more mingling. We met six more couples, two of whom were also on their honeymoon as well. Being newlyweds we kind of gravitated to each other after a while. One couple, Brad and Mia, were from California and the other couple Bill and Suzy were from Ohio. We'd all gotten married on Saturday so we spent a lot of time comparing weddings, dresses (God was *that* boring) and how long we'd known our spouses before the wedding. It turned out Jamie and I were the newest couple but, in my opinion, we were the most in love. Since we seemed to hit it off we made plans to meet at a night club for some drinks and dancing after dinner. None of us had the same seating so we agreed to a later time to go clubbing. As we headed back to the cabin to dress for dinner we saw a few of the couples we'd met earlier in the day were on our deck. We traded greetings as we passed but that was about it. I wore one of my best suits but Jamie had bought some new dresses for the trip and she pulled out my favorite. It fit her like a glove, showing a hint of cleavage, the skirt coming to just above the knees. In her high heels her legs looked even longer than they were and her ass, well it was about perfect! "You, Mrs. Williams are going to be the most beautiful woman at dinner." I said as I looked lovingly at her as she straightened her stockings. Soon after she'd moved in she traded all her panty hose for holdup stockings, which I loved. The sight of her in a thong and stockings was the stuff of dreams! "And you, Mr. Williams are very, very biased. I'm probably going to be only *one* of the most beautiful women in the room!" she said sassily. "Well, it's good to see all my compliments haven't gone to your head," I said with a chuckle. "I love your compliments, baby. The best thing about them is I know you really mean them." She walked over to me slowly, her hips swaying sexily, her lips parted in preparation for my kiss. We kissed gently, lovingly because we knew we couldn't let things go too far. I reluctantly pulled back so I could escort my bride to dinner. Dinner was an uncomfortable affair. The people at our table were not very friendly or really interested in talking to us as they were traveling as a group. We made our escape as quickly as we could vowing to try to have dinner with the other newlyweds, if at all possible. Since we were free early Jamie and I headed to the club so we could get a table. Since it was pretty early we basically had our pick. We chose one near the dance floor but with an eye on the door. Since it was going to be a long night we started out with soft drinks so we wouldn't get too far ahead of our friends. The band didn't start until 10 but they had some decent music playing so Jamie and I danced some while we waited. I'm not much of a dancer but I do okay. Jamie is poetry in motion. She had a natural grace and rhythm that made me look like a better dancer than I was. At last Brad and Mia and Bill and Suzy showed up, almost together. We waved them over and once we got settled we ordered a round of drinks. "So, it looks like you guys have been here a while," Brad said. Jamie told them about our less than exciting dinner companions, laying it on pretty thick. "It wasn't quite that bad," I said, "Jamie doesn't like to be ignored but it didn't bother me. I was more interested in her anyway." "Well, our dinner companions weren't much better," Bill said. "How about we all try to eat together for the rest of the trip?" That suggestion was met with a chorus of agreement so it was settled. Once the band showed up we spent most of the evening dancing with our spouses though we did change once in a while to be polite. Mia and Suzy were both good looking women and good dancers but I couldn't wait to get Jamie back into my arms and I made sure she knew it. We danced and drank, more dancing than drinking, until the club closed at three AM. Since the next day was a travel day we made plans to meet for a late breakfast at a buffet. The other couples were on Deck 6 so we all rode the elevator together. We said our goodnights then made our way back to our cabin. I slipped out of my coat and shirt then walked out onto the balcony followed by Jamie. She'd shed her dress and was now clothed only in her thong, stockings and heels. It was a warm evening with no moon. The stars shone brightly, more of them than I'd seen before. Jamie slid into my arms, kissing my chest. "It's beautiful here, isn't it?" she asked as she laid her head on my chest, hugging me tight. "Yes, it is, and you make it perfect. God, Jamie, you know how much I love seeing you in a thong and stockings, don't you?" I said huskily, my hands sliding down her back to cup her bottom. "I think I do. Something hard is poking me in the tummy. I think he wants to come out and play." Jamie's hand moved to my zipper, tugging it down. Her hand slid in, pushed down my briefs and pulled my rock hard cock out. She slowly ran her fingers up and down my shaft lazily, while she began to lick my nipples. I struggled to take my pants and underwear off but finally I was naked. She had maintained her slow teasing of my cock the whole time. I didn't know this kind of stimulation could be so exciting, maybe it was the atmosphere combined with our outfit but in almost no time I was ready to come. "Baby, baby you gotta stop or I'm gonna cum," I hissed as I clenched my teeth, fighting the sensations. "Umm, that's what I want. Go ahead baby, shoot for me, shoot your hot come all over me," she growled as she nipped my right nipple with her teeth. I lost it then, my balls contracted and I began to shoot. She pressed my cock to her stomach so I fired shot after shot all over her belly and breasts. "That's it lover, give me your cum! God it feels so hot and nasty. Do you like cumming all over me, baby?" Her hand worked me, drawing out the last bits of my orgasm so that they dripped down the shaft and onto her hand. My legs kind of gave way then. I flopped down on the chair my chest heaving. I saw Jamie standing over me, her whole upper body shiny with cum. I was surprised at the amount. Most of the time it ended up in her pussy or mouth so I was surprised there was so much. "God, Jamie, I'm sorry, honey. I don't know what happened but your fingers just drove me wild," I said apologetically. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Steve. I wanted you to do it on me, I told you to, remember. And as for losing control, well, it's my job to make you lose control!" She swayed closer to me her body mere inches from mine. Before Jamie could think I leaned over to lick her nipple, finding it coated in cum. I'd tasted myself before, and while I wasn't turned on by it I also wasn't turned off. I swiped her nipple sucking the cum along with the nipple. "Umm," I moaned as I sucked her breast, licking the cum from it as well. "Oh God, baby, that's so hot!" she cried as she held my head to her. "Umm, lick all that nasty cum off my tits, baby!" She growled deep in her throat. I pulled her other breast to me licking the skin, now clean but still slightly sticky. Jamie used her fingers to gather up the cum from her tummy so she could smear it on her nipples. I went back and forth, cleaning her cum coated nipples until there was no more to be found. I pulled her close so I could slide her thong down her legs leaving her clad only in her stockings and heels. Her clit stood up proudly, begging for attention. She thrust her hips forward at the same time as she grabbed me by the back of my head, drawing my mouth to her hard clitty. "Open wide, baby! Suck me while I fuck your mouth with my clit!" Jamie was on fire now. She began to fuck my face with her clit, holding my head still as her hips moved back and forth slightly. I sucked as hard as I could so I could give her the pleasure she deserved. I'd never seen her this aggressive but I liked it. Maybe it was the drinks but this bit of role reversal was fun. "Umm, you're a good little clit sucker aren't you, baby! Yeah, that's it, suck Jamie's clit!" I tried to look up but it was awkward and I didn't want her to slip out of my mouth, but what I saw excited me. Her head was thrown back, her hair streamed out behind her. Her breasts were heaving, her nipples were hard as rocks, poking into the air. I felt myself getting hard again so I knew I'd be ready for another round once she was done with me. She had a tight grip on my head as she pumped me, holding me in almost a death-grip. I reached up to her breasts to tweak her nipples. She let out a whine that I hoped didn't wake anyone, it was well after 3 AM by this time. I pulled and twisted her nipples this time, I figured if she wanted aggressive I'd give her aggressive. "AIEEEEE!" she cried, "I'M CUMMINNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!" I felt her clit swell and her sweet ejaculate dribbled into my mouth in three little pulses. While she was still coming down from her orgasm I rapidly bent her over the railing of our balcony, spit on my fingers to wet her pucker then did the same to myself. I placed my cock at her entrance and pushed. I went in a bit more slowly than usual but soon I was buried deep inside my new bride. "Fuckmefuckmefuckme," she chanted louder and louder. "Quiet!" I hissed as I slapped her sharply on the butt. "You'll wake the neighbors, if you haven't already!" Since she'd just come I didn't worry about her getting off. I saw to my own pleasure, driving into her in long, deep strokes. A couple of times I even fell out but a quick hunch of my hips had me buried inside her hot clasping tunnel once more. "Fuckmefuckmefuckme," Jamie mumbled, quietly now but it seemed that she was lost in lust and not really aware of the world around her. I was surprised to feel my orgasm upon me so quickly, considering I'd come not that long ago but there it was. I sped up, pounding into her roughly until I spilled myself into her. "Take it! Take it! Take it all! Oh God I'm cumming sooo hard!" I whispered to her as I lay over her back. As soon as I could I grasped her around the waist and brought her with me to the lounger. I pulled her into my lap, her head resting on my chest while we both tried to catch our breath. "Well... that... was... fun!" I gasped. I held her to me tightly, even though it wasn't cold there was a slight breeze and I wanted to keep her as warm as possible. "It... was?" Jamie said softly and it sounded like she was crying. "Baby? What's the matter?" I tried to get her to look at me but she scrunched her head down so I couldn't see her face. "Jamie? You're scaring me, baby. What's the matter?" "I was mean to you!" she cried softly. I could feel her tears falling on my chest and stomach. "Mean to me? How? When?" I asked, clearly confused. Where was *I* when all this happened. "I made you eat... eat... eat your cum! I fucked your mouth! I was mean!" She broke down into great sobbing now and no amount of logic would get through to her at this moment. I held her tightly whispering words of love to her. I also ran my hands up and down her back trying to soothe her. She thought she'd been mean to me and nothing was further from the truth. Once her sobs had reduced to an occasional sniffle or hiccup I tried again. "Jamie, first of all, I love you so very much. Now, I want you to hear me and really listen. You were *not* mean to me. You were aggressive, yes, but not mean. Do you think that even though I love you I'd accept you being mean to me?" "No, I guess not," she said softly though was still not wanting to believe me. "No, I know not. You didn't *make* me do anything. I thought it was fun, different but fun." "Fun?" she said incredulously, raising her head to look at me for the first time. I dried her tears with my thumbs as much as I could and kissed her salty lips. "Look at it this way. We are two consenting *married* adults. Neither of us forced the other to do anything and even though some might consider it nasty and dirty remember the old saying: if sex isn't dirty you're not doing it right!" I said with a chuckle. "So, no more talk about you being mean, okay?" She nodded her head, laying back down on my chest. "By the way, I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked. "No, I was a little dryer than usual but no, you didn't hurt me. I got off on that little slap you gave me though and that was all it took for me to get into it." "Well, you were getting loud again. Heck I'm surprised you didn't wake everyone on this side of the ship when you came!" I laughed as she cringed in my arms. "Oh God, Steve, you don't really think I did, do you?" she said miserably. "Probably not, but I think *we* need to get some sleep, it's probably after four by now." "I love you, Steve," Jamie said. She leaned up to plant a soft, loving kiss on my lips. "I love you too, Jamie, don't ever doubt that." I grasped her under her legs and carried her into the cabin. She tugged the covers down and we climbed in, snuggled together and were asleep in moments. ***** To be continued in part 6 My New Girl? Ch. 06 This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. ***** It was late the next morning when we walked into the breakfast buffet. I was worried our friends would be done already but they were still there, though their plates were mostly empty. "Hey guys, sorry we're late," I said, "we got to bed late..." "No need to explain. We're all newlyweds, though I have to give it to you Steve. I was out two minutes after we entered the cabin!" Brad said with a chuckle. "Well that's my Steve, my little stud," Jamie said with a grin. I felt myself blush but Jamie's look told me that she was feeling better about last night. Jamie and I went through the line, got food and coffee, then returned to the table. "So, does anyone have any plans?" Suzy asked. Nobody had any specific ideas so it was decided we'd check with the cruise director after breakfast. We did the usual tourist things one does on a cruise during the day and made love into the night, every night. As sometimes happens Jamie and I got along better with one couple in our group than the other, though we were all friendly. Suzy and Jamie hit it off like they'd known each other for years. Bill and I got along well but not to the extent that our wives did. When Brad and Mia wanted to go parasailing the rest of us begged off as we'd been on the go and were looking to relax. Jamie suggested we hit the pool for some relaxation. "How about we go to the adult tanning deck?" Suzy asked with a wicked grin. "I don't know, Suzy," Jamie replied immediately. "I don't think I'm quite ready to be ogled by a bunch of horny guys all afternoon. I don't think that would be very relaxing." "I guess, but Jamie, you've sure got the shape for it," Suzy said, complimenting my wife. "See, honey, Suzy thinks you have the body for it," I said encouragingly. "Well, maybe later in the week. Maybe the last day. That way if I'm embarrassed I won't have to hide in our cabin for the rest of the cruise!" Jamie said. "We're going to hold you to that, Jamie," Bill said. Jamie glared at me like this was *my* fault! "Honey, you don't have to do anything you don't want," I said. I squeezed her hand in support. Her expression softened and she smiled back at me. "Like I said, we'll see," Jamie said. "Okay, now that's out of the way how about we hit the main pool? We'll meet you there in... 15 minutes?" ***** When we got back to the cabin Jamie pulled out one of her 'public' swimsuits and began to put it on. I felt the need to reaffirm my support for her not to do something she wasn't comfortable with. "Jamie, you know I was serious earlier, right? If you don't want to go to the adult deck you don't have to. I'll support your decision, no matter what it is." "I know, baby. I'm actually surprised Suzy suggested it. She didn't seem to be the type to me." "The type?" "Yeah, some women like to flaunt their 'assets' so to speak. I'd have expected Mia to be interested but not Suzy." "Oh, I see. Maybe still waters run deep. We don't really know them. Or maybe she's of the same mind as me. We'll never see these people again so we can do things here we might not contemplate at home." "I know you, you just want to show me off." Her face was covered by her hair as she drew her bottoms up her legs so I couldn't tell if she was pleased or upset by the idea. "I've got a beautiful wife and I'm proud of her, so sue me." "I know you are and I'm pleased that you are. I don't have any real problems with going up there, it's just I'm concerned I guess." "Concerned? About what?" I asked. She was obviously worried about something. "Well that suit is pretty skimpy you know. I'm concerned that someone might see my clit. It's something I've always been afraid of." "What about that time on Spring Break? Did something happen then?" "No, but that was different. I was with Wendy and we weren't topless." "And what's different about being topless?" Jamie looked at me like I was an idiot but she answered me anyway. "I get excited when you look at me, don't I? I don't think you'll be able to keep your eyes off me if I go up there and that bottom is really small. I can hide things pretty well in this suit but that one barely covers me as it is. You understand, don't you?" "I do. I'm sorry, I didn't think about it like that. Of course you don't have to wear that suit. You could wear one of your other ones, ones with better coverage. They don't allow nude sunbathing anyway. No one else knows you have that suit but me anyway so who says you have to wear it?" "Because I know *you* want me to. You know you want people to see me in that skimpy suit because you're a typical guy and you want to see as much skin as possible. It's not my 'public' suit so it's taboo, so to speak. I'll be as close to nude as I can be in that suit and while it is exciting in a way to think about showing off my body I don't want to be 'overexposed' you know?" We were ready to go so I handed Jamie her beach wrap. "I completely understand your concerns, baby. And I do not want anything to happen that might embarrass you. So, as I said before, the decision is totally yours, whether we go or not *and* what suit you wear. Now, may I escort you to the pool?" ***** We settled onto our loungers, the women sitting next to each other so they could chat with Bill and I on the outside. That lasted for an hour or so then we got tired of talking over the girls so I moved my chair beside Bill's. We'd sit in the sun for a while then hit the pool to cool off. I was in the pool more than out because it was a hot day and I'm not really a sun person. I'd had Jamie put lotion on me twice already so I wouldn't burn. "Jamie sure is a beautiful girl, Steve. I mean Suzy is pretty and I love her to death, but Jamie could be a model. What impresses me though is how down to earth she is. A lot of beautiful women know it and are real witches sometimes. You sure are a lucky guy." "Thanks, Bill, I know I am. She's one in a million, that's for sure." "I hope Suzy didn't offend her with that suggestion at breakfast. We wanted to check the adult deck out and Suzy wanted someone she knew to go along for moral support. She figured she'd throw the idea out there to see how Jamie reacted." "No, Jamie wasn't offended, not really. We discussed the idea at home too. I talked Jamie into bringing her tanning suit on the trip but she's too scared to wear it. She thinks I won't be happy if she wears one of her usual suits." "Her tanning suit? What's that?" "She has this really tiny thong bikini she wears for tanning in our back yard. She won't tan nude but this suit is the closest thing to it. However she never wears it around anyone but me." "Oh, I see. Or I guess I should say I'd *like* to see!" Bill said with a grin. "Yeah, I know what you mean. To be honest I'd love to see her in that suit in public, just once, but I don't think it's going to happen. I love her too much to try to make her wear it. She'd be uncomfortable and unhappy and I'd hate it. I want her to be proud of her body, and she is to a great extent. It's just she's not into exhibitionism. She doesn't want to be ogled. There are a lot of singles on this cruise and I'm almost sure some idiot is going to do something to embarrass her. It wouldn't be worth ruining the trip, not for me at least." "I understand. Though with Jamie topless she's going to draw attention if she were wearing a full pair of slacks! She draws a lot of looks wherever we go, surely she knows that." "In a way. She's so unconcerned about what people think about her looks that she ignores that kind of attention, for the most part. She's had guys hitting on her since she started dating I guess. I almost didn't go over to talk to her because she was so beautiful I didn't think I had a chance." "So what made you go over? Your buddies bet you or something?" "No, it's hard to explain but I'd been watching her off and on all evening, debating talking to her or not. She'd shot down every guy who'd tried to talk to her so why should I be fodder for that? Then all of a sudden our eyes met and it was as if I'd been shocked. Something clicked and I just had to talk to her. I did and the rest is history." "Wow, that's amazing. I've heard about stuff like that but I never put much stock in it. So did she fall madly in love with you that night?" "No, not at all. I barely got her number. Actually I think she took pity on me because I know I came across like a bumbling idiot. She agreed to go on a date and we clicked enough so that we dated fairly regularly. She was still standoffish though. It was more than three months before I got to second base." "You're kidding?" "Nope. I think she wanted to know I was interested in her, not her body. She'd had enough of that she told me and she wanted a serious relationship, not a quick roll in the hay." "I can see that. Wasn't it tough on you though? Dating a gorgeous woman and not getting satisfaction?" "Well yeah, but Jamie was worth it. I'd almost got engaged to a girl when she dumped me and I was cautious too. So, we took our time getting to know each other. Once I got to second base things moved along pretty quickly from there. She moved in with me three months later and we got married six months after that." "That's a very interesting story, Steve. I like a story that ends with a regular guy getting the hot girl and yours really qualifies. Well, I'm turning into a prune, how about we rejoin the ladies?" ***** The afternoon of sunning had tired us both out so we took a nap before dinner. While we were dressing to go out Jamie brought up the adult tanning deck again. "I've given the adult deck some more thought and I think I'd like to try it." I was surprised but I hid it well, I thought. "That's nice." I slipped on my shoes, making no further comment. "Steve, you're not fooling me one bit. You are pleased I've reconsidered *and* if I know you you're dying to know why." She pinned me with her gaze making me want to squirm. "I'll admit I am surprised. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it though. I didn't want you to reconsider. Now that the subject is out in the open I'll bite. Why did you change your mind?" "It was from talking to Suzy this afternoon. While you boys were cooling off we were talking. She apologized for her suggestion. She didn't want to embarrass me. It turns out she was nervous about going and she wanted someone to go with her, for moral support kind of." "I know, Bill told me that Suzy wanted company and she threw the idea out to test what you thought of it. So you changed your mind because Suzy apologized?" I wanted to know the real reason and I know I hadn't gotten it yet. "No. That just made me more open to talking about it. She told me that Bill had taken her to a topless beach one time but she'd chickened out. She saw that Bill was disappointed but he was such a good sport about it she wanted to give it a try again. She figured she could go through with it if she had someone there to support her, someone female, who would be topless with her. I kind of feel the same way. I'd like to try it but I don't want to go alone, with just you I mean. So we decided we'd give it a shot. We'll go up there, check things out and if we're both comfortable then off come our tops. If not, we leave, no hard feelings. What do you think?" "I think that's a good idea. I can understand wanting someone there who knows what you're going through. I mean it's not the same having me there. I love you and you know that but being topless is not a big deal for me. I just can't relate to you and what you're going through. I also think it's a good idea that you're leaving yourselves an out. I wouldn't want you to feel pressured in *any* way. You know us guys, we love to look at tits so Bill and I will be just fine either way. But I would really hate it if you felt you couldn't leave if you changed your mind." "I knew you'd understand. That's why I love you so much, Steve." Jamie leaned in giving me a loving kiss, soft and sweet. "So, what suit are you wearing, if I may ask?" I figured in for a penny in for a pound. Jamie blushed deeply, hanging her head so that her hair covered her face. "The tanning one," she whispered. "Oh? May I ask what changed your mind about that?" I asked really surprised by her answer. "Suzy has one too..." she said trailing off. "SUZY??? Suzy has a Wicked Weasel suit? Boy she's not the shy retiring type we thought she was." I was flabbergasted. "She really is a lot like me. She wears it for tanning at home, in private, but Bill talked her into bringing it, like *someone* I know did with me." "Oh, so because Bill and I are perverts you two are going to wear those suits in public? Do I have that right?" I wanted her to admit she wanted to show off; she just needed the right kind of incentive. "No," she admitted reluctantly. "Suzy and I really wanted to wear them we just didn't want to be thought of as sluts. You know how guys are," she said. She still had her head down, her hair still covering her face. "I've never thought of you as a slut. Sure, you're sexy as hell and you have a great body, but you're not slutty. Even in that suit I don't think you could be slutty. You don't have the attitude for it. Bill told me he thought you were the most down to earth beautiful woman he's ever known. I see Suzy the same way. She's pretty, she has a nice body, but she's not slutty nor could she ever be." "Really?" Jamie asked finally raising her head to look at me. "I thought you'd think badly of me if I wore it out. I know you love me, but most women wouldn't want her man to think she's a slut. So, you won't get jealous if guys look at me?" "No, because to be jealous I'd have to be afraid that you'd leave me for someone else. I know our love is the real thing, Jamie. I know you'd never do anything to hurt me like cheating on me would do. So, no, I won't be jealous, it will be those guys who are jealous of me for having the most sexy, beautiful woman in the world as my wife." "Oh Steve!" she exclaimed as she pulled me into a fierce hug. "I love you so very much! I could never hurt you. It would be like hurting myself. I'd die if you ever left me. Thank you for being so understanding. I'll wear that suit for both of us and screw anybody who doesn't like it!" "You got it baby! Now, let's eat!" ***** It was our last day on the cruise and, as Jamie had planned, today was her day to try out the adult tanning deck with our friend Suzy and her husband. I was surprised when Brad and Mia turned down the invitation. I guess Mia wasn't the exhibitionist I'd pegged her to be. Brad did seem to be disappointed that he'd be missing the show but Mia would have none of it. The previous evening I'd taken the opportunity to speak to Bill in private. "I wanted to talk to you about tomorrow," I said when our wives had left the table to go to the bathroom. For once I was glad they went in pairs! "What about it? I can't wait!" he said excitedly. "That's what I wanted to talk about. I know Jamie is going to be self-conscious tomorrow as I'm sure Suzy is. I think we should play it cool. No lewd comments, no staring at other women, and especially no treating our wives differently because they're half naked in public," I met Bill's eyes with mine to reinforce how serious I was. "Sorry, Steve. I didn't mean to act like a horn-dog. It's just that I've been wanting Suzy to do this for a while. We went to a topless beach one time but Suzy changed her mind at the last minute." "Jamie told me. She also told me that Suzy thought you were disappointed in her." "Gee, and I thought I'd hid it pretty well. Obviously I didn't." "No, you didn't. The girls want to try this but they've also agreed that if they don't feel comfortable they're leaving, no hard feelings. If we want them to be comfortable enough to bare their breasts then we are going to have to be mature enough not to make a big deal of it. Personally I think they might want to do it more often once they're okay with it. If we treat them like our wives, whom we love, and not two topless babes I think we'll be on the receiving end of two very happy women." "I understand, Steve, and you're right. I did act immaturely last time and I probably would have tomorrow. Thanks for the heads-up." So here we were, getting dressed in our suits for the big event. Jamie had told me that Suzy's suit was chartreuse, basically a very bright yellow-green. The model of Suzy's suit was slightly different than hers but both of them were very skimpy. Once they removed their little tops the only cloth on them would be a small triangle over their genitals. "You sure you're okay with this?" I asked. "I don't want you to think you need to do this to please me, okay? I don't care if you wear a different suit or if we don't go at all." "I know, Steve. I love you but I wouldn't do this just to please you. Part of it is to support Suzy and her to support me. The other part is that I want to try this. I've always been afraid to let men look at me like this because of the unwanted attention a suit like this can draw. Now that I'm married and secure in our love I want to try to expand my horizons. I'm not saying I'm going to wear this suit at Mom's pool but maybe at the beach, as long as our family is not around!" she giggled. I handed her the beach wrap she used, slipped on my shirt and we were off. Bill and Suzy were waiting for us near the stairs that gave access to the adult deck. We walked over to them calling out to get their attention. "You made it," Suzy said. "I was worried..." "Hey, I told you, we do this together or not at all," Jamie said, "Are you sure you want to do this? If you're at all unsure we can go back to our cabins, change suits and go to one of the other pools." "No, I want to do this. I'm just nervous I guess," Suzy said. "You sure, baby? I don't want you doing this just to try to please me. I know I acted disappointed the last time and that was wrong and I'm sorry. If you really don't want to go then we don't go," Bill said. I was really proud of him. He'd taken my talk last night to heart. Suzy's face seemed to light up. Now that she knew Bill wouldn't be upset with her she felt better about herself and him. "Let's do this!" Suzy said. She took Jamie's hand and together they climbed up the stairs. Bill and I followed behind enjoying the show. At the top of the stairs a crew member was stationed to control access and inform us of the rules. "Good afternoon folks. There is no full nudity on this deck, male or female. Ladies do not have to remove their tops but are encouraged to do so. We want to maintain a safe and enjoyable environment so please report any activities that might be considered harassment. Other than that, have a nice day!" We stepped around the corner and were confronted by more topless women than I've ever seen in one place. As with every other segment of humanity there were people of all sizes and shapes. Personally I didn't think some of these ladies should be topless *ever* but I'm sure other guys would think differently. I was scanning for four loungers together but I didn't see any. "Steve, there's two chairs over there," Jamie said pointing off to her right. "Oh and there's two more over there!" Suzy said pointing across the deck. Bill and I grabbed the chairs and carried them to an open space that Jamie and Suzy had picked out. Once the loungers were set up Bill and I sat down and began to wipe on sunscreen. Jamie and Suzy seemed hesitant so I spoke up. My New Girl? Ch. 06 "The crewman said going topless wasn't required, remember? Why don't you start out with your tops on then, if you feel okay, you can take them off later?" That seemed to calm them because they took their seats and slowly removed their beach jackets. I'd seen Jamie's suit before and it never failed to excite me and now was no different. Even if she never took her top off this was the first time since college that anyone but me had seen her in this suit. I smiled supportively then handed her the sunscreen. As casually as I could I glanced over at Suzy. Her suit was a slightly different style but just as tiny. Her breasts were larger than Jamie's, probably a C cup to Jamie's B cup, and it seemed like the triangles of the top barely covered her nipples. Like Jamie, to wear that suit she had to shave her pubic area but in this case the suit was so small that she had to be totally shaved. I could swear that I saw the top of her slit when she moved her legs to sit down. "Want me to do your back?" I asked Jamie. She seemed nervous about showing her butt so quickly but I figured get it all out now so she'd be less self-conscious later. "Sure," she said with a nervous smile. She turned over, leaning on her arms. She tried to relax but she seemed awfully stiff. I leaned over to whisper in her ear. "I can't see anything. Just don't open your legs too far and you'll be fine." "Thanks! I needed that reassurance." She relaxed a bit more, lying on her tummy now. I started at her shoulders, carefully covering her back. Rather than draw attention to her bare cheeks by ignoring them I continued right down her waist onto her cheeks then, lastly down her legs. I took a second to admire the sight of my beautiful wife's butt on display for all to see then I patted her bottom. "All done. Can you do my back please?" Jamie turned over, being careful not to open her legs too far. She coated my back then set the bottle down. "Thanks, sweetie." I said. "Do you need anything, a drink?" "Nope, I'm fine." She lifted the back of the chair a bit then lay on her back. I grabbed my book out of our bag and started to read. I hadn't brought a book with me but there isn't much to do around the pool so I'd bought the latest thriller the last time we'd gone swimming. I noticed that Bill was reading a magazine and doing an excellent job of not being obvious as he scanned the area. I was as well, checking out the competition, I guess. I decided that while there were a number of good looking ladies out today not one was better looking than Jamie and most weren't as good looking as Suzy. I got up after half an hour to hit the pool and as I did so Bill joined me. "So, how's Suzy doing?" I asked once we were up to our necks in the cool soothing water. "Good, real good. I think it's because Jamie is with her though. If it was just us I don't think she'd have gone through with it. Thanks for the advice." "No problem, I'm getting something out of this too. I think Jamie is feeling pretty relaxed. I bet her top comes off before too long." I grinned. "Jamie is really gorgeous. My Suzy is no slouch, she's easily one of the best looking women I've seen so far, but Jamie is really lovely. I hope you don't mind my saying that." "Not at all. She is gorgeous. I wouldn't have her here if I minded guys appreciating her beauty. That's one hot suit Suzy has on, Bill. I thought Jamie's was tiny but geez, Suzy's is so small I think it shows her pussy a little." "I know, that's why she didn't want to wear it. It barely covers her slit up top and the back actually splits her lips, though you wouldn't know that if she doesn't spread her legs too wide. God, I'm struggling not to pop a hard-on, you know?" "I understand where you're coming from, Bill. I love that suit on Jamie. When she wears it at home I'm hard most of the day. That's why I came in the pool, it wasn't only the heat!" We chatted for a few minutes more then rejoined our wives. As I sat down next to Jamie I accidentally splashed her as I wiped off. "Steve!" Jamie cried, as she jumped from the cold water hitting her skin. "Sorry, baby, I didn't mean to get you wet. Here let me dry you." I took the towel and carefully wiped her leg then up to her belly where drops of water had beaded on her slick skin. "Watch it, buster," she whispered. "I don't want to 'show'!" She sounded angry but her eyes showed she was hot, and not from the sun. I put the towel on the deck then turned over to lie on my stomach. "Why don't you turn over, you don't want to burn do you?" I asked as I rested my head on my arms facing her. "You just want to see my ass," she said, smiling at me as she turned over too. "Guilty as charged!" I ran my eyes up and down her body, shining in the sun, on view to all who wanted to look. I had noticed a few guys checking both women out as they walked past while I was reading. Now it was more difficult to see anyone but a few times a guy passed by his head turned so he could look at Jamie for as long as possible. I smiled then nodded towards her butt. "You really have a gorgeous ass, you know that?" I whispered. "You have a few admirers as well." "Oh?" she said glancing over her shoulder. Just then a guy who was walking by looked down, a big smile on his face, at least until he noticed Jamie looking at him. He looked straight ahead then and hurried away. "See, I told you so! How are you and Suzy doing? Is she still nervous?" "Not as much. She's getting used to being out in her suit and since no one has attacked her she's calming down." Jamie made a face at Suzy's feelings. "Like that was gonna happen!" "Well you have to admit, her suit is even skimpier than yours. I bet she's self-conscious that's all." "I guess. I couldn't believe how small that bottom was! She has to be careful how she sits because the back keeps slipping into her pussy!" "Bill mentioned that. He's very proud of her and he thinks you're gorgeous. I have to say I agree with him." I reached out and caressed her cheek then I ran my finger over her lips. She held my finger, kissing and licking the tip. "Now who's being naughty? If I have a hard-on you're going to have to help me hide it." "I'd love to hide it in my pussy," she whispered, caressing my face lovingly. "When we get back to the cabin, for sure. By then I'm going to need to ravish you!" "Oooh, I can hardly wait!" I leaned up and glanced around. I saw that Bill and Suzy had stepped away. "Bill and Suzy seem to have gone for a walk." "She said she had to pee, maybe Bill went along for protection." "If you had to pee *I'd* go along. Women who look like you need it. I can't believe all the single guys here. Somehow I can't see a topless sun deck as the place to pick up a woman. Most of them can't look a woman in the eye when she's dressed for God's sake!" I chuckled. "I know, I've met my share of those guys. It was like they were asking my tits out for a date! I'm glad you weren't like that, Steve. I liked you that first night but if you'd been the ogling type you would never have gotten that date." "I'm glad I had some common sense that night, then. Besides your eyes hypnotized me. I don't think I noticed your chest, at least not until our second date," I said with a grin. "Oh, you!" Jamie said as she smacked me on the shoulder. "Seriously though, you were unlike any other guy who tried to talk to me. You treated me like a real person, not just someone you wanted to fuck. I'm so glad I gave you a chance." "What do you mean?" "Oh when I don't want to deal with a guy but he asked for my number I'd give him the number for the Salvation Army!" she giggled at her deception. "I wondered about that when you gave me your number that night. I almost didn't call because I expected it to be a pizza parlor!" "You did? Did that ever happen to you?" she asked curiously. "A few times, more when I was younger though. You were so beautiful I didn't think I had a chance but I talked myself into calling and look at the result." "Yeah, it's amazing what can result from a chance meeting like that." "Hey, guys, we're back," Bill said as he and Suzy sat down again. I could hear them whispering but not what they were saying. I nodded to Jamie but she couldn't hear either. When they settled down to read again I gave no more thought to it. I laid there for another ten or so minutes before it was time to get wet again. I rose from the lounger slowly, making sure I wasn't tenting my bathing suit too badly. "I'm going in, Jamie. Bill, you wanna join me?" "Sure, be right there," he said. I hopped in and made my way to the deep end, reveling in the cool water. Bill joined me a few seconds later. "Suzy thinks she's ready," Bill said. I didn't have to ask ready for what. "So, that's what you guys were whispering about?" "Yeah. She wanted to wait until we went back into the pool before she mentioned it to Jamie. If you hadn't mentioned going in when you did I would have." "I think Jamie was ready earlier but she was waiting for Suzy. I'm happy she's decided to try. She has a lovely body, as you know, and with those suits they're really not hiding much, just their nipples for the most part. If you're gonna wear a suit like that on a topless beach or pool like this then you're really kidding yourself." "That's kind of what I told her. I mean she's almost nude now. If they allowed full nudity she wouldn't have too far to go for that either. You ever been to a nude beach?" Bill asked. "Nope, never had the opportunity. There is one over on Martha's Vineyard I believe but I've never been there." "There's none in Ohio at all, as far as I know, though they do have a topless beach, but you know that. Maybe when we get home I can talk her into going more often." His eyes lit up at that thought. "She probably will, as long as she has a good experience here. Just remember, be cool. She's getting to trust you and you don't want to wreck that." "No way. Well how about we get out and see if they've decided?" Bill asked. I nodded my head so we climbed out of the pool to rejoin our wives. This time I was careful not to splash Jamie as I dried off. She noticed and smiled happily at me. "Well, guys we think it's time. Jamie and I are ready to take our tops off, right Jamie?" Suzy asked. "Yep. Remember boys, keep your eyes and tongues in your heads or you won't get lucky tonight!" Jamie said. It seemed like they'd rehearsed this because they untied the back strings in unison then they reached up to undo the ones at their necks. The big reveal came as they slowly peeled the tiny cloth triangles down and off their chests. They dropped their tops to the deck then sat back, not saying a word. I have to tell you, even though I'd seen and touched Jamie's breasts for a while now seeing them exposed for anyone to see was a whole different experience. She looked even more beautiful, if that were possible. She exuded sex and beauty, and Suzy wasn't far behind her. "You two are lovely," I said, "Any guy would be proud to be with either of you and we're very proud to be married to you, right Bill?" "You bet, Steve. Suzy, you are very brave and very beautiful, and I love you very much. I'm so proud to be your husband. I'm very glad you decided to try again, and I'm very sorry for how I behaved last time." "Thanks, Bill, I forgive you. I'm glad I tried again too, though I don't know if I'd have had the courage without Jamie's support. Thanks for that, Jamie," Suzy said. "You're welcome, though you supported me too, you know," Jamie said as she squeezed Suzy's hand in support. "Now, I propose we get back to tanning and stop making more out of this than necessary." "Oh, honey, you and Suzy should put on more sunscreen. You wouldn't want your sensitive nipples to burn, would you?" I asked as I picked up my book once more. "No, but if it happened I'm sure you and Bill would be more than pleased to kiss them better!" Jamie laughed as she rubbed the cream into her breasts. I smiled innocently and continued to read my book. I don't know how Jamie and Suzy did it. They'd been sitting in the hot sun for well over an hour and hadn't gone in the water once. Maybe they were afraid to get their suits wet, especially Suzy. She sure couldn't afford to have that bottom shrink! I set my book down and hopped in the pool. As usual, Bill followed a minute later. I had to wonder if he got hot or was he just using this time to talk to me alone. "Well, I didn't believe they'd go through with it," Bill said as he floated over to me. "They sure look hot, don't they? It's amazing, their suits didn't really cover much of their tits but there's something different about them being topless." "Yeah, I guess it's the taboo nature of it. Women are required to cover up so when it is allowed it's unusual, even though they do the same thing at home. Here it's in public, I guess that's the difference." "You know, when Suzy and I were walking around the deck we saw a few women in suits like hers and Jamie's. I have to tell you, none of them could hold a candle to our wives," Bill said proudly. "Actually there are very few women on this whole ship who are better looking than our wives." "I don't know that for sure but I haven't seen any," I said proudly as well. "Well, I'm cooled off, how about we rejoin our wives?" "Steve, could you get me my usual drink? I'm a bit thirsty," Jamie asked when I'd returned and was drying off. "Sure, honey. Anyone else want something?" I asked. "I'll go with you, Steve. Do you want something, Suzy?" Bill asked. "I need the bathroom again so I'll walk with you, if you don't mind," Suzy said. "You gonna be okay here alone, Jamie?" "Of course, I'll wait right here and guard our stuff, see you in a few!" Jamie said as she lay on her tummy so she could tan her backside. God, as many times as I've seen it I was still awed by the sight of her ass. The suit hid nothing of course. The small string went from her waist, down between her cheeks and then out of sight between her legs. She'd been tanning every chance she had so her body was a lovely golden brown, only interrupted by the scraps of cloth of her suit. "Come on, Steve, quit admiring your wife's butt," Bill whispered as he nudged my shoulder. I grinned sheepishly at having been caught but I did take one last glance, just to tide me over until I got back. It seemed as if everyone on that deck wanted a drink about then. Both bars were loaded so Bill and I got in line while Suzy went to the ladies room. You can tell how bad the line was because Suzy was back before we even got to give our orders! I got a rum and coke for myself and for Jamie her Tom Collins. Bill and Suzy had some special foamy drink that everyone else seemed to be ordering. As we made our way back Bill caught my attention, pointing in the direction of our seats. There was a guy, sitting on my lounger, talking to my wife! For about a tenth of a second I was jealous then I came to my senses. Next I noticed Jamie's body language, she was pissed! Since she was in no danger I decided to play it cool and see what was up. "Hi honey, I'm back with your drink!" I said brightly. "Steve, you're back! This is Dave, Dave, this is my husband," Jamie said pointedly. The guy, Dave, was looking distinctly nervous. Bill and I had him blocked in, even though we were not threatening him in any way. "Dave here was trying to pick me up, I guess he figured that since I'm sitting here with my tits hanging out I'm a slut who would go to his cabin while I'm on my honeymoon!" Jamie said calmly though I could see she was anything but. "I... I..." Dave stammered looking for a way to escape. "It's too bad too, he's a decent looking specimen but he's obviously blind, deaf and mentally deficient. I mean I told him I was married and on my honeymoon. I showed him my rings but since he's obviously not too bright those little facts didn't bother him one bit!" Jamie was on a roll now and I grinned as she tore him apart. "He's probably got a cock smaller than my clit too, if I know his type." She turned to face her 'suitor', her eyes flashing as she fixed him with a glare that would kill if it could. "Now, why don't you be a good boy and take off so I can drink my drink before it gets any warmer!" I stepped back so Dave could make his escape. The last I saw of him he was hurrying to the exit with his head down and his tail between his legs. "Here you go, sweetheart, one Tom Collins," I said, handing her the drink. She took one sip then lay back on her lounger. I sat down, glancing at her. She was smiling slyly, actually smugly. "Remind me not to piss you off," I said. "I've never seen you do that." "Since I've been with you I haven't needed to. I've had to deal with idiots like him ever since I was in high school. I guess it's like riding a bike, you never forget how." "Watch your step, honey," Bill said as he walked over to his chair. "I wouldn't want you to slip on Dave's guts. Jamie sure eviscerated him!" "Wow, Jamie, that was *something!* I've seen women tear guys apart but that was awesome!" Suzy said, appreciatively. "Aw, it was nothing," Jamie said modestly. "Now can we forget that jerk and get back to tanning?" I settled back, pretending to read my book, but I was really admiring my wife. She'd just proved that she could handle herself and I was very proud of her. I was also very thankful that she'd been attracted to me that first night. If she'd have turned that kind of attack on me I think I'd have joined a monastery! ***** The rest of the afternoon passed by without incident. Jamie and Suzy actually joined us in the water, their nipples hardening once the cool water hit them. It was difficult to behave myself with Jamie's hard nipples poking me in the chest when we hugged each other but I persevered. Bill and I hung back when we all exited the pool so we could enjoy the sight of the water as it ran down over our wife's butts. Jamie saw me looking and shook her head in a motion that said 'men!' I just shrugged my shoulders and grinned. Hey, I'm a guy, what can I say! When the girls had finally had enough sun we packed up our stuff in preparation to leave. I handed Jamie her top but she dropped it in the bag instead. "I've got my wrap, I don't really need it," she said at my questioning glance. She was right; the wrap covered her completely, so why bother with a top. I helped her into her wrap then the four of us headed out. The elevator was pretty empty when we got on and by the time we got to our floor it was just the four of us. Just before the doors opened Jamie slipped out of her wrap and handed it to me! "Hold this for me, won't you, honey?" she asked as she exited the car as if nothing was different. I stood there, stunned, until the doors began to close. I quickly followed my topless wife as she walked unhurriedly to our cabin door. She turned to see me far behind her, a smirk on her face. "Come on, slowpoke, I'm waiting!" She waved to Bill and Suzy just as the doors to the elevator closed. I saw two jaws almost hit the floor, mirroring my own. I slid the keycard into the lock then opened the door. Jamie walked in while I closed the door and set our bag on the bureau. In the time it took to do that Jamie had stripped off her bottom, pulled the covers off the bed and was fingering her pussy, her legs spread lewdly apart. "Get over here and fuck me! I need you, baby. I need you so bad. I'm so hot, I can't believe I did that! Oh God, hurry!" She continuous licked her fingers, shoving them in, getting herself wet for me. I threw off my shirt, tugged off my suit and began slicking up my cock. I climbed on the bed, scrambled between her legs and buried myself into her seemingly all in one motion! "OH FUCK!!!" she cried as I entered her. Her arms and legs wrapped around my waist and she hunched herself against me. For my part I was stroking her like a mad man, my hips rising and falling seemingly in a blur. Jamie was nearly incoherent, mumbling, moaning and groaning in a steady stream I could make no sense of. Her eyes were closed tightly, her head thrown back, her hips rising to meet my every stroke. I pounded her like I'd never done before. I'd been building to this frenzy all afternoon. I'd been fighting my attraction, my desire to ravage her since we'd left our room and now it was all coming out. I loved this woman more than anything and now I was claiming her as mine after sharing her visually with all those people. It didn't make sense, logically, but our primal urges are rarely logical. Couplings like this rarely last very long and this one was no exception. I felt Jamie stiffen below me at the same time my balls gave up their load to her hot, clasping tunnel. My New Girl? Ch. 06 "UGGGGHHHHHH! ARGGGGGHHHHH! OH GOD, JAMIE!!!!!!" I cried as I gave her all I had, my balls pumping shot after shot of cum into her. Jamie's screams echoed mine, our bodies clasped tightly to the other, drawing excitement from each other. At last my orgasm released its hold on my body and I relaxed my stranglehold on her. In between heaving breaths I kissed and nibbled my wife's neck, feeling the minor aftershocks of her orgasm that shook her little body. Raising my head I saw tears in her eyes and I got scared. God, if I'd hurt her I'd never forgive myself. "Jamie, baby?" I asked excitedly, "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Oh God!" "No!" she cried, her eyes snapping open, staring me in the eye. "No, you did *not* hurt me. It was sooo good! Too good, I guess. I was overwhelmed. I couldn't believe the feelings going through me as we made love. I felt loved and cherished and protected in your arms. I could feel your love for me pouring out of your body and into mine. I don't know why it was but it was wonderful!" I'd relaxed a little as soon as she'd reassured me that she wasn't hurt and now I relaxed completely. Her words warmed my heart, swelling it with pride that this wonderful woman felt like that about me! "I know, I felt it too," I said after I'd kissed her lovingly. "I felt such love and desire for you after everything today. I wanted to show you how much I love you and I also wanted to claim you as mine. I know, it's stupid, but seeing you half naked like that made me want to take you and never let you out of my bed. You're the sexiest woman in the world to me and I want you all to myself." "You have me, Steve, you have me. I never want to be anywhere but in your bed, in your life. Wait right here, baby, I'll be right back." I reluctantly let Jamie get up, watching as she hurried to the bathroom. She came back with a wet cloth so she could clean my cock. She wiped me down lovingly then she slid her mouth over me, sucking me slowly back to hardness. "Now, I want you to make love to me, Steve. Slow, passionate love, I want to feel your body in mine. Your hands on my body, driving me to heights I've never known." She bent her head to get me wet and as she did so I drew her body over me so that she was above me. We rarely did 69, I don't know why, but now I wanted to. Her little clit/cock hung down, not soft but not fully hard. Her little scrotum, just above her shaft, lay there not hanging down at all. Above that lay her treasure, her little pussy pucker. A few drops of my sperm had leaked out, coating the skin between it and her scrotum. I smeared it with my finger and I inserted it into her. She groaned appreciatively as she nursed on my cock. I opened my mouth, taking her in, sucking on her gently. Her hips hunched up and down in her pleasure. I felt her push down farther on me, taking me into her throat. I loved the feeling of being deep in her throat like that and I wished I could give her that same feeling but it wasn't possible. Fully erect she was barely over two and a half inches long, barely reaching the back of my mouth. I let her slip out, her clit hanging there wetly. I blew lightly on it, the cold making her hips hunch, then I sucked her back in, warming her. Over and over I did this, her clit stiffening to its fullest extent. My teasing had her hips squirming uncontrollably. "Enough!" she hissed, "enough teasing, Steve! I want you and I want you now!" She scrambled around, positioned herself above me then she slowly sat down, burying my cock into her hot, wet tunnel. She was wet from our earlier coupling so I slid in easily. Her body met mine, her clit sticking up, red and angry. She leaned down, her hands on my chest, as she began to make love to me, slowly. Her clit was rubbing on my abdomen, exciting us both. "Umm, God I love you in me. Oh, you fill me so full, baby. So deep, you're so deep in me. I can feel your balls on my ass when I sit on you. I love that feeling." She squirmed around the next time she had me fully inside her. I could feel her taut, muscular butt cheeks massaging my scrotum as she clenched and unclenched her cheeks. She reached back, caressing my sack, changing her position to one more upright. She bounced up and down on me, lifting higher and higher so more of my shaft showed at the top of her movement. She would rise up until only the head remained in her then plunge down, so hard sometimes I wondered if she wasn't hurting herself, crushing her scrotum. She grimaced a bit but she didn't slow down so I assumed she was all right. I lay back, allowing her to do all the work, only occasionally reaching out to flick her clit, rubbing it until it swelled then pulling back, teasing her once more. When our eyes met I saw that she was lost in our lust, she was in the zone, a machine as she worked her body and mine to drive us to the ultimate heights. I wet my thumb and began a steady up and down rubbing of her clit. Her stroking faltered as her own orgasm grew closer. Though she tried to keep going she finally gave up, coming to rest on my thighs seconds before her ejaculate leaked out of the swollen little head. "STEVE!!!!" she cried as her little shaft rested against my thumb and her belly, her cum leaking down. I could feel the pulses as she gave up her nectar, the heat coming off her shaft felt like it would burn me. When she finished I gathered up all of her spending that I could with my thumb and fingers, bringing them to my mouth. I sucked them, savoring her taste. I loved the taste of her juices, I only wished there were more of them. I wished her little balls could work like mine but, like her clit, everything about her genitals was small. She seemed exhausted, barely holding herself up as she recovered. I drew her down to my chest, wrapped my arms around her then I rolled us over so I was now on top. "You relax baby, it's my turn to love *you* now." I kissed her lips, tasting the sweat on her upper lip, feeling her breath heaving. I gathered her into my arms as I started to slowly pump my cock in and out. "Umm, you feel so good, baby. So hot, so wet, so tight! I can't believe how tight you are. You're like a glove, squeezing me, stroking me with your pussy. You're slippery too, my cum from before feels so slick. I love that feeling. God, Jamie, I love you so much. I want to make love to you every day of my life. I want to bring you pleasure, to feel your body writhing beneath me as I make you orgasm, bringing me along with you. I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!" I felt my balls rising, pumping their contents up my shaft and into my lover. I continued to stroke her through my orgasm, splashing sperm up and down her tunnel making her even slicker. "I love you too, baby," Jamie whispered in my ear as she hugged me to her. "I can't get enough of you. I seem to want you more each day. We don't just make love, we make *love*. I feel things I've never felt when we make love, things that fulfill me, things that complete me. Thank you for being my husband." My heart swelled as tears gathered in my eyes. This wonderful person was thanking *me!* I should be thanking her for letting me share her life. I couldn't believe, even now, how lucky I had been to meet her, to have her fall in love with me. "I'm the lucky one here, Jamie. I'm a better man because of your love for me. It's because of you that I want to do the best I can in life so you'll be proud of me. I can hardly believe that I'm the lucky guy who gets to sample your charms, to make love to you every day. Thank *you* for being my wife." We held each other, our hands caressing but not for arousal, but as a show of our love. I moved off her body, lying down and drawing her into my side. I tucked her head under my arm, kissing the crown of her hair. "Honey?" Jamie asked, "You didn't mind my little show from the elevator, did you?" "It's a little late to think about that now, isn't it?" I said with a chuckle. "But did you?" she asked gazing up into my eyes. "No, not at all. I was surprised, but no, I certainly didn't mind. I found it very exciting that you'd feel confident enough to do that, even though there weren't any people around but us. Does this mean you're not afraid of people seeing you in very little clothing?" "No, it means that under certain circumstances I wouldn't be averse to someone seeing me topless. I'd never want anyone but you, and my doctor, to see me naked. I wouldn't want that, but if the opportunity came up to go to a topless beach I wouldn't tell you no." "I understand. I thought it was hot, actually. I thought about the expressions on people's faces if they saw you like that in the hall. Did you see the expressions on Bill and Suzy's faces?" "Oh God, what must they think of me?" she asked shuddering and hiding her face in my side. "They'll think you are a little hottie, like I do. If I know Bill he was talking Suzy into doing it too!" I laughed. Jamie giggled at that, lifting her head to gaze at me. "Yeah, he probably did. He's done better this trip but he's so immature that way according to Suzy." "I know. I've been talking to him. I think I got through to him. That's why he behaved himself today." "I'm glad you did. I wasn't really looking forward to being ogled by him all afternoon. I didn't want him to be looking at me with his wife right there." "Hey, I'm not saying he didn't look, just as I'm not saying that I didn't look at her. We're married not dead. There's a difference between appreciating a beautiful woman by looking at her and being a horn dog! Bill was a bit of a horn dog, but I hope our chats have shown him the error of his ways." "So, you looked at Suzy did you?" Jamie asked arching her eyebrow at me. "Yes my love, I did. I also looked at some of the other women there today. I'm sure you looked at the guys as well. Looking is innocent appreciation of a good looking person. I know what I have right here and I'm not going to do something to jeopardize it." "Well, when you put it that way, I guess it's okay," she said reluctantly though she had a grin on her face. I closed my eyes so I could catch a quick nap. Making love to your wife twice in less than an hour can take it out of a guy! ***** To be concluded in part 7 My New Girl? Ch. 07 This story is a departure from my usual subject matter, at least to a certain extent. I hope you enjoy it. This story is also a *romance* so if you are not interested in that aspect of a relationship please do not read it or comment as those comments will be cheerfully ignored since you have been warned. ***** After our honeymoon our lives settled into a predictable pattern. We worked hard at our jobs but spent every minute together otherwise. We maintained a pace of making love at least once a day, usually more. I could never get enough of Jamie. She was an enthusiastic and imaginative lover. We made love in every room of our home, out in the yard, in the garage and in various parks near our home, but only late at night. We even managed to make love in her old bedroom at her parents' house a few times. It took some real persuasion to get her to go along with that and I had to almost gag her to keep her quiet. I think her mom might have guessed one time because she gave me a knowing grin right afterwards when Jamie wasn't watching. I had the decency to blush. It was after we'd been married two years that I noticed a slight change in Jamie's sunny personality. It wasn't anything specific, she just seemed subdued at times. It never affected our lovemaking, in fact she seemed happier afterwards, but at times she just seemed down. I decided that I needed to know what was going on and hopefully I'd be able to help her. "Honey, you want to tell me what's bothering you?" I asked. "Huh? There's nothing bothering me, Steve, why do you ask?" "Sweetheart," I said drawing her into an embrace. I hugged her to me, giving her a quick peck on the lips. "I know you pretty well, don't I? There's something bothering you. I can tell it's not earth shattering but you're not your usual sunny self once in a while. I'm here for you, baby, please talk to me." She withdrew from my arms, led me to the sofa then sat down in my lap. "It's nothing, really. I'm being very silly, and I don't even know why. It's not as if I ever expected anything." "I'm sorry, honey, but you're not being very specific. What weren't you expecting?" "Sorry, I'm rambling aren't I? You see, Emily and Becky are both expecting. I'm happy for them, really I am. But sometimes I just wish..." "You wish we had a child too." I said understanding the issue right away. Whoever said I was dense? "I have never mentioned it because I wanted to wait for you to say something. You know we could investigate adoption." "Oh honey, that's so expensive! And it's so difficult to get a baby or toddler. We'd be on the waiting list until we're sixty!" "There's always foreign adoption. I know that doesn't take quite as long." "I don't know. I guess we could look into it. How about we contact an agency and do some research?" "Works for me," I said. We did check into foreign adoption and while it wasn't ideal we did put our names on the list. It became a waiting game and as the months went on and we heard nothing we began to despair of ever getting a child. I don't know if Jamie or I was the lucky one but someone was sure watching out for us. Of course our families had been made aware of our desire to adopt and had wished us well. In the meantime we became Aunt Jamie and Uncle Steve to our two nephews. One day Jamie got a call from her mother asking us to come over for dinner that evening. Now being invited for dinner was nothing strange, but in the middle of the week, with no notice, that was unusual. We arrived on time, had a delicious meal while sitting on tenterhooks the whole time. Linda refused to tell us what was going on until after dinner. "All right, Mom, what's going on?" Jamie asked pointedly once we were seated in the living room having coffee. "I don't want to get your hopes up because a lot of things can go wrong and I haven't even talked to the girl—" "Mom! Stop rambling, just spit it out." Jamie was not interested in a lot of dithering right about now. "Okay, sorry. Friends of ours, their youngest daughter who is fifteen, well she's pregnant. Now they're very upset right now and are about to hang that boy, but I wanted to talk to you first..." "Linda, please get to the point," I said as I hugged Jamie to my side. "If you want me to I'll ask if they might let you two adopt the baby." Jamie's eyes grew wet with tears and her hands shook nervously. "Now don't get too excited. I have *no* idea if they'd be interested but a private adoption might be the solution to both problems. You two would get a child and the girl wouldn't be giving her baby away to strangers, or worse, aborting it. So, do you want me to talk to them?" "Mom, thank you," Jamie said. She hopped off the couch to kneel in front of her mother. Jamie drew her into her arms enveloping her in a fierce hug. Even though we all tried to keep our emotions in check Jamie and her mother were soon talking as if this baby was already ours. Several times I had to inject an element of sanity into the conversation. On the way home I made sure Jamie understood my position. "Jamie, I know you're pleased about the news tonight, but honey, you can't assume this baby is ours." "I'm not! I'm just excited. Can't I get excited?" she asked angrily, her arms crossed over her chest. "Of course. I'm excited too. I'm just concerned that if things fall through you're going to be really depressed. I worry about you, Jamie. I want you to be happy and I'll do whatever I can to make you happy but I *don't* need a child to do that. I *do* need you." "I'm sorry, Steve. I got caught up in Mom's enthusiasm. I love you and I appreciate your unconditional support, as I always have. I promise to be more circumspect, really I will." "Good, that's all I ask." As she'd promised Linda talked to her friend. At first the girl was unsure of what to do. She didn't think she wanted to be a pregnant girl in high school but she also didn't want to kill her baby. Things went back and forth for two weeks before we were asked to meet the girl and her parents. Jamie was great; she calmed the girl's fears, as much as she could. She promised to go with her to all her doctor visits and to be there during delivery if she wanted her to be. We agreed to pay all expenses for doctors and of course the cost of delivery. They, the girl and the father, agreed to relinquish all parental rights to the child. We were firm on this. We couldn't bear to have them change their mind two or three years down the road and want the child back. No way was I going to go through what I'd seen of TV in some other adoption cases. We had our lawyer draw up the papers and had the lawyers of both families review them. Once things were signed the mother still had an out. She could change her mind up to delivery with no consequences. However once the baby was born he was ours, no questions asked. I know we were taking a chance that the girl would use us to pay for her pregnancy then turn around and decide to keep the baby but we didn't think that was very likely. The girl seemed to be very pleased with the agreement and the father didn't want to be stuck with child support for the next 18 years! Jamie was true to her word. She attended every prenatal appointment and attended Lamaze classes. She was bouncing off the walls when she showed me the ultrasound photo of our baby, a boy. We batted names around for weeks before we agreed on Robert James. Jamie being Jamie she was never satisfied with her situation. She, being a pharmaceutical salesperson, knew a lot about medical advances. On her own she began investigating the possibility of male lactation after seeing something about it on television. She'd talked to her doctor and he agreed that it was a possibility. It might not work but it was worth a try. "Steve, I need to tell you something," Jamie said over dinner one night. "I'm not going to like this, am I?" I asked. When she used that tone of voice I knew things couldn't be good. "I don't know. I hope you will. I've been to see my doctor—" "Are you sick?!" I asked afraid that she had some deadly disease or something. "No, calm down. I'm fine. I had an idea and I wanted to investigate the feasibility before I mentioned it to you. My doctor thinks it might be possible for me to breastfeed our baby." This was *not* what I was expecting, at all. I sat there, stunned, for quite some time, long enough that Jamie became concerned. "Steve? Are you all right? What do you think? Talk to me, honey." "Are... are you kidding?" I asked still not believing what I'd heard. "No! I said I talked to my doctor. It would involve a slight change in the hormones I take but he thinks it might be possible." I knew Jamie took hormones but I never gave it much thought. It was one pill in the morning, like a vitamin. I never really associated them with her situation. "So there are no adverse side effects from this change? I don't want you sick because you want to try to breastfeed this baby. That's what formula is for." I was going into protector mode and Jamie didn't always appreciate it when I did. "Minimal he says and we're going to monitor me for any problems monthly. Please, Steve, I really want to try this. I really want to bond with this baby and breastfeeding him will do that, for both of us." I looked into her eyes, she was pleading with me to go along. I could never refuse her anything but I wasn't going to give up quietly. "I want to talk to your doctor. I want to hear for myself the risks, okay?" "Okay!" she cried as she hopped out of her chair and into my lap. She plastered the biggest kiss she could on me, bruising my lips in the process. Dinner was forgotten as my wife dropped to her knees, fumbling for my zipper. "Help me, Steve! I want you! I want you *now!*" I stood up and before I could get my shirt off she had my pants around my ankles hand my cock in her throat. I caressed her hair and cheek as she prepared me, and seconds later she was leaning over the table, our dinner pushed to the side. Her sexy ass was bare in front of me as she held her cheeks open, showing me her pink pussy pucker. I leaned down to lick it but she was too hot for that. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!" she screamed. Her hips were bobbing up and down in frustration, her hands spreading herself so wide her hole opened to my gaze. I placed the head on her opening and pushed. "OH GOD!!!! FUCK!!! That's it baby, let me have it! I want it hard, baby. Hard and fast! I'm almost there!" she cried as she slammed her hips back at me. If she wanted it hard I'd give it to her hard. I grasped her hips and began to plow her. The slapping of our skin was only eclipsed by the screams and cries that Jamie made as I fucked her with abandon. We had to keep moving forward because the table was sliding on the floor with almost every thrust I made. I felt her tighten around me just before the screams told me she'd began her orgasm. "YESSSSSS!!!! OH FUCK YESSSSSSSSS! GOD I'M CUMMINGGGGG!!!!" Her screams pushed me over the edge as I erupted right behind her. "UGGGGH TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL!! TAKE MY CUM, JAMIE!!!!!!" I cried. It felt as if I was going to shoot my balls out the end of my cock I was coming so hard. I felt my knees weaken a bit but I didn't want to crush her into the table so I pulled the chair over and collapsed into that. I turned my head to see my wife, her hair all messy, her face with a sheen of sweat coating it and breathing through her mouth in great heaving gasps. Her ass was bare and my cum was leaking from her, dripping on the floor. She'd never looked more beautiful. "Wow, what brought that on?" I asked as I caressed her face. "Dunno, I just needed to have you. When you agreed I just wanted you more than I've ever wanted you. I don't know if it's how the urge to procreate manifested itself in me but it was uncontrollable." "God Jamie, I'm sure glad you didn't tell me about this at a restaurant, we'd have gotten arrested!" I exclaimed with a laugh. Jamie joined me and we dissolved into laughter. I picked her up off the table and cradled her in my lap. We kissed, our tongues seeking and withdrawing, dueling first in her mouth then in mine. I felt myself becoming aroused again so I stopped. Jamie groaned in frustration. "Why'd you stop? I was just getting ready for round two!" she whined. "I want round two also, baby but not on the table again. How about we put these dishes in the sink and continue in our bedroom." Jamie stepped out of her slacks and began to gather up the plates. When I didn't get up immediately she turned to see I was staring at her butt. "If you want me again you'd better help mister, or I'm going to lock myself in the bathroom and jerk off and you can take care of yourself!" I sprang out of the chair, collected the rest of the glasses and silverware, dumping them in the sink. She screamed in delight as I picked her up and carried her off to our bedroom. ***** "So doctor, tell me about these hormones that can help Jamie to lactate." We were sitting in her family doctor's office so he could explain the situation and answer my questions. Jamie had been going to this man ever since she was little and went by Jamey. "Well Steve, the kinds of hormones Jamie are on now maintain her body at the lowest dose available. By raising the dosage slightly we both believe that she can be induced to lactate. I know you two are in the process of adopting and Jamie really wants to do this. I agree with her in that breastfeeding is the best way for mother and baby to bond, not counting the benefits to the child from mother's milk." "I agree, in theory. Now what about side effects? I don't want Jamie to jeopardize her health to do this. Millions of women don't breastfeed." I said. "True, and I understand your concern. I wouldn't suggest this course of action if I felt there were any really adverse effects. We are not changing her meds we're just adjusting the dosage. She'll have to be on them for a few months before any lactation will be possible, and of course, while she's breastfeeding. Once the child is weaned she can go back to her usual dosage. We will be monitoring her monthly through blood tests. I do not anticipate any problems." I looked over to my wife who was begging me to agree by the look on her face. I smiled at her and she broke into tears. "Okay, let's do this!" I said as I held Jamie's hand. "There is something you need to be aware of Steve." Dr. Bryant said. "Oh? What's that?" I asked. "Once Jamie has been on the meds for a few months she's going to need someone to help her start lactating." "Oh and how do I fit in?" "Well, she's going to need someone to give her oral stimulation and suction." Dr. Bryant grinned looking directly at me. "Think you can handle that, Steve?" "I guess," I said grinning like a fool. "Boy the things I have to do to help my wife!" Jamie smacked me on the arm and glared at me, though she was grinning. "Hey, if you find the task too onerous I'm sure I can find *someone* to suck on my tits!" "No, baby, no," I said apologetically. "I'd love to suck on your tits, any time you want." "Good, I'll hold you to that when we get home. We can practice our lactating procedure." Jamie and I stood up thanking the doctor for his help. I drove a little faster on the way home, hey, we had to practice! ***** "Honey, I need you," Jamie whispered as she walked into the room. I'd been watching TV but now my attention was drawn to my wife. We'd been working for weeks on getting her to start lactating and had finally succeeded. At first we didn't think it was working at all but her doctor told us to be patient. A week later I tasted the first few drops and we were ecstatic. A week after that and she was producing enough where I had to suckle her once a day. Her breasts were now at least a cup size larger and were even bigger when swollen with her milk. I had come to enjoy her milk so we decided that rather than waste it by pumping I'd suckle her until the baby came. I know a lot of guys would be turned off by mother's milk but it was sweet and I came to like it a lot. Twice a day, morning and night, Jamie and I emptied her breasts then we made love. It was hard duty but I was a trooper! Jamie was naked, her nipples were leaking a little and her clit was hard. She enjoyed this time at least as much as me. "Come here," I said as I extended my hand. She sat on the sofa next to me so I could lie in her lap. We'd tried a number of positions but having me in her lap was our favorite. She held my head to her breast as I sucked and licked her nipple. Suckling her was more than just relieving the pressure in her breasts for us. It was very sexual too. I not only sucked her I'd lick her nipple, get it good and hard then go back to sucking, then do it all over again. By the time I'd emptied one breast she'd usually have come once and would be on her way to a second. She'd let me know when she was going to come so I could stop sucking her tit and move to her clit. She'd grab my head in almost a death grip, holding me in place as she pumped her hips into my mouth. When I'd drained her little balls I'd go back to sucking whichever breast I'd been sucking then do the whole thing over when she was ready to come again. Of course by the time we were finished I was hard and leaking precum all over. Sometimes we'd fuck and other times she'd suck me to completion. I really enjoyed this new dimension to our sex life. "I'm really full today, baby," she said as I settled in place after taking off all my clothes. "I hope I don't produce any more milk or I'll need to start meeting you for lunch!" she said with a giggle then a sigh when my lips contacted her nipple. I took two or three good sucks, filling my mouth each time to relieve the pressure for her. "If that's what it takes, that's what it takes," I said seriously. "You know I'll do whatever I have to for you." I went back to sucking. I alternated sucks to her nipple with sucking the entire breast and nipping the nipple with my teeth. "God, Steve, that feels so good, baby!" Jamie gasped, holding my head lovingly. "I love the feel of you suckling my milk. It makes me so hard, baby so very, very hard! Oh, Steve, I'm gonna come!" When she cried out like that I knew her orgasm had snuck up on her. I pulled away from her breast and plopped my mouth over her just in time to feel her cum pumping up and out of the shaft. I don't know if it was the frequency of sex or just our special connection at work but about a year after we were married Jamie actually spurt her cum rather than it dribbling out. I was surprised the first time I felt it hit my tongue rather than having it drip off the tip. We experimented a few times where she would cum on her belly so we could watch and damned if she didn't spurt a little. I was very pleased and she was flabbergasted as that had never happened before. Luckily for me her spurting didn't change the taste; it was still as clear and sweet as it always was, not that I'd have minded but still, I preferred it this way. "Umm, that's soooo good, baby, just like always," I said. I leaned up to kiss her then resumed sucking her tit. The left breast empty I moved to the right. I turned around, lying on my left side now. Her right nipple had been dribbling while I'd been sucking the left so before I latched on I licked up the milk that had run down her breast. I sucked deep and steadily, my mouth filling, swallowing then sucking some more, repeating the action over and over until she was once more empty, or at least comfortable. I pulled back to see her clit was once more hard, the little head swollen red. "You want me to get you off or shall we make love," I asked. I pulled her head down, kissing her deeply, letting her taste the remnants of her milk in my mouth. My New Girl? Ch. 07 "Umm, God I love you, Steve. How about we make love? I want you right here." I sat up, opening my legs wide as she knelt between them. She grasped my cock licking up the precum that had leaked down the shaft and onto my belly. "I love the taste of your precum, baby. It tastes soooo good." She leaned down, cupped my nuts and kissed them, licking my sack. From there she lapped at my shaft, top and bottom, following the veins up to the head. She swirled her tongue around the head, again gathering more precum before she engulfed me with her mouth. I groaned loudly, the feeling of her mouth on me always drove me wild. It was like entering a hot wet cave with a tongue that never stayed still. She pushed down slowly, working her way to the base. She loved to suck me and it showed in how she did it. She made love to my cock with her mouth. It wasn't a blowjob it was a love job. I felt the head slip into her throat and groaned again. She knew that I loved it when she swallowed with my cock in her throat so she did it quite often. She stuck her tongue out, bathing my balls in spit then she swallowed. The contractions in her throat as she did that squeezed me but also pulled at me, drawing me even further in. Her ability to hold her breath with me in her throat always amazed me, as it did now. It seemed like she was down there forever, swallowing, lapping and generally driving me nuts! Once she felt I was wet enough to enter her she withdrew slowly then climbed on to my lap. She looked me in the eyes as she grasped my shaft, positioned me at her entrance, then pushed down slowly, engulfing me in her hot, tight tunnel. Our gazes never wavered, staying locked until she had fully taken me in her body. I moved my hands to her breasts, squeezing them, tweaking her nipples, feeling the dampness from her milk still on them. "Oh God, Steve! Oh baby, that feels so good. I love it, my tits are so sensitive now, even more than before. Your touch seems to run from my nipples to my clit! OH FUCK!" she cried, her head flopping back, her eyes closed as she bounced wildly up and down, bringing us both closer to completion. "Yeah, that's it, fuck me, baby. I love you, I love you so much," I ground out as I tried to postpone the orgasm that was rapidly approaching. I could feel my balls beginning to tighten in preparation for shooting my load deep within my wife. My right hand dropped from her breast to her clit, stroking it lightly with my thumb. I used her lubrication to ease the movement of my thumb, basically I held it still and allowed her movements to provide the friction. Her breathing grew shallower, faster and more erratic. Her nipples hardened even more, turning dark pink, to almost red. Her hands moved to my shoulders so she could support herself as her movements became more erratic. I felt her clit swell then three little spurts followed, coating my fingers with her juices. "UGHHHHHH!!!!!!" she screamed her hands tightening almost painfully on my shoulders. "OHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!!!!!! I'M CUMMING!!" she cried. Her release triggered my own, my balls began pumping, filling her cavity with my hot thick sperm. I buried my face in her sweat slick breasts, holding her to me. My left hand was busy stroking her back and bottom, her head resting on my shoulder, her breath tickling my neck. My right hand was trapped between our bodies, so I could feel her little clit shrinking, the action matching my cock in her body. Before we could drip too much on the couch I picked her up and carried her to our bed. I set her down gently then climbed in beside her, drawing her to my side. I licked up the remnants of her juices that were still on my fingers savoring her taste. "Umm, that's good," I said as she watched me licking my fingers. She blushed a little, though I don't know why. She knew I loved her juices, I'd told her so many times, but for some reason seeing me sucking them off my fingers always made her blush. I thought it was cute. "God, Steve, I can't believe we'll be parents soon," Jamie said. She snuggled tighter into my side, kissing my cheek and neck. "Molly is due any time now, it could even be tomorrow!" "I'm so proud of you. You've gone with her to every prenatal appointment, you even went to the Lamaze classes with her," I said pride evident in my voice. "I *wanted* to be involved, Steve. This is as close as I'll ever come to what women experience during pregnancy. Going to Lamaze classes allows me to be in the delivery room. The father isn't interested. He dodged a bullet when we offered to adopt that baby. He hasn't even talked to that poor girl in months! Can you imagine how that makes her feel?" "No, I certainly can't. I hate to say this but some guys, especially young guys, can be very inconsiderate. You would think that he'd at least ask about her. This is his baby, a person he helped to create. I hope Molly learns her lesson from this whole mess. Sex without love *and* commitment might be fun at the time but the consequences are borne unequally, falling directly on her." "I think she realizes that now. We've talked a lot. I think she found me easier to talk to than her mom. I'm less judgmental I guess. She told me she thought she loved him and that they'd be together forever. When she found out she was pregnant reality hit her pretty hard. He wasn't supportive at all, even going so far as to ask if it was his!" "Ouch!" "Yeah, ouch. I told her about my experiences with guys, how they would push and push to get sex and how it was her responsibility to set boundaries." "You didn't tell her about you..." "No. I didn't see the need. I just told her that there are more creative ways to take care of a man that won't result in pregnancy." "As long as you're not giving lessons, that's fine." "Oh? I thought you'd jump at the chance to have a sexy teenage girl come over here to practice her technique on you!" she said with a giggle. "You're the only one I want to practice on me. Besides, I think you're about perfect as it is." I said. I leaned down, tipping her lips up to mine so I could place a light kiss on her pouty lips. "Good, because I'm not into sharing anyway!" "Good night, baby," I said, turning off the light. I lay down with Jamie's breasts pressing into my back, her arm around my chest, holding my hand. ***** The ringing of my cell phone woke me from a deep slumber. With bleary eyes I saw the red numbers on the clock. 4:42 AM. Who would be calling at this hour? Glancing at the caller ID I saw that it said 'Molly'. I grabbed the phone and answered. "Hello?" "Steve? It's time. We'll meet you there." Before I had a chance to say anything the call ended. I turned over and saw Jamie was awake and looking at me for an explanation. "That was Molly's mom. It's time." She was out of bed like a shot and before I could even get out of bed I heard the shower come on. By the time I got there she was finished and reaching for a towel. "Hurry up, Steve! I don't want to miss *anything!*" she exclaimed as she rubbed her body dry. The sight of her nakedness aroused me, as it always did, but now was not the right time. I hopped in the shower, soaping quickly then rinsing all in a few minutes. I dried off then got dressed. A quick comb of my hair and I was ready. "You're not going to shave?" she asked as we hurried to the car. "Not now. I'm going to stay with you as long as I can then, if the baby hasn't arrived by 7:00 I'm coming home to change for work. I'll call your boss and tell them you won't be in today and will be starting your family leave later this week. Sound like a plan?" "I love you, Steve. That sounds like a great plan." I drove swiftly but carefully, arriving at the hospital in less than thirty minutes. Jamie ran to the admittance desk for pediatrics and gave the nurse her name. "Yes, Mrs. Williams, we've been informed about your situation. Molly is still being processed and isn't in a birthing room yet. Please sit down and I'll call you when she's ready." Jamie and I entered the waiting room and sat down, or at least I did. Jamie paced up and down the floor doing an excellent imitation of an expectant father. "Honey, sit down. They'll be calling you soon, okay?" "Are you going to be okay here alone?" Jamie asked. "Of course. Like I said, I'll wait here until seven then I'm going home. When the baby is born give me a call and I'll come right over. If he hasn't arrived by five I'll head back here. Don't worry about me, you take care of yourself, Molly and our baby." "Mrs. Williams?" the nurse called from the door, "We're ready for you." Jamie kissed me hungrily then hurried off to be with Molly and her mother. I settled down for a long stay. I grabbed a cup of coffee and a magazine and tried to get as comfortable as possible in the hard chair. ***** Robert James Williams arrived in the world at 6:22 PM. He was 21 inches long and weighed 6 lbs 11 oz. Jamie came to get me at eight and she escorted me over to the baby viewing window. There in the front row was a bassinet with a blue blanket. Under the blanket was a handsome baby boy with a shock of dark brown hair. The tag said 'WILLIAMS'. I stood there, amazed, at the sight of our son. He seemed so small, his little fingers were curled into a fist. He was asleep but he looked beautiful. "It was the most amazing thing, Steve," Jamie said excitedly. "Molly was so brave, I don't know how she did it. I'd be scared to death! Her mom held one hand and I held the other during the delivery. It seemed to take forever then, after one huge push I heard him crying! I started crying myself, as were Molly and Joan. The doctor let me cut the cord, did you know that! It was amazing! There he was, all bloody and squirming but he was beautiful, at least to me. Once they got him cleaned up they let me hold him first! He squirmed and cried for a second then he settled into my arms, looked into my eyes and yawned! He actually looked at me!" "Jamie, honey, you know babies at this age can't really see yet. It'll be a few weeks I think before he can see us." I reminded her gently. "Well he looked at me!" she said stubbornly. She laced her fingers with mine and rested her head on my shoulder as we stood there looking at this new person, this new addition to our family. After I determined that Jamie hadn't eaten since early this morning I took her to the cafeteria for a bite to eat. "I hope they let me feed him soon," Jamie said as we sat down. "My breasts are starting to ache." Glancing at my watch I noticed that it was well past our time for our usual breastfeeding. Considering that we'd missed our morning session as well she had to be in serious pain. "Are you okay? We missed our morning session too!" I said concerned. "They let me use a breast pump so I'm good, but I'm going to need to use it again if they don't let me feed him soon. We'll probably need to get one too. We're going to need to give bottles to our moms when I go back to work." "Yeah, I'm going to miss our sessions. I've come to enjoy the taste of your milk," I said wistfully. "Aw, poor baby. If you're good I'll save you some for when we go to bed," she said, cupping my cheek. I perked up at that, leaning into her palm. "I'm always good. You tell me so every time we make love!" I said in a whisper so others near us wouldn't hear. "Is that *all* you think about?" she asked exasperatedly. Even so she smiled wickedly at me. "You are good though, I can't believe *how* good sometimes. Though having a baby home is going to cut into our lovemaking I'm sure." "Hey, that's what grandparents are for!" I said with a grin. "Seriously though, if you do use the breast pump I'll help with late night feedings. I want to bond with the little guy too you know. Besides, once you get back to work you're going to need some sleep, so I can help. I'll probably need some training on diaper changing, being an only child I didn't have any practice as a kid." "Don't worry, you'll do fine. Half the battle is wanting to, the actual procedure is pretty simple, as long as you have a strong stomach. Some of their bowel movements can really be toxic!" Jamie giggled at the face I made but I covered it pretty quickly. Since we were done eating I suggested we head back upstairs to wait. When we arrived back at the nursery the nurse informed us that it was time for Robert's first feeding. Jamie and I were escorted into the nursery where two rocking chairs were set up in a quiet corner. Jamie seated herself, opening her blouse just as the nurse handed the baby to her. It took a few seconds to get him situated and at first he didn't seem to want to suckle. A few frustrated cries had Jamie almost in tears but then he latched on to her nipple and began to suckle furiously. As he settled in a look of pure love settled over her face. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she gazed down at our son at her breast. I too had tears in my eyes. Here was my wife and our son, my life, my reason for living all wrapped up in these two people. Life is good! End Copyright © Oralfriend September 2011