Eva

That week was busy. Very busy. I even took a day off from my job to get extra studying time in. Eva and I studied in the afternoon on Tuesday (when I took off from work) and Thursday and all afternoon into the evening on Monday. We behaved ourselves for the most part, aside from a few kisses. She got me over the hump in physics, helping me to understand a couple of concepts that were holding me back. Her mom invited me to stay for dinner which made it possible to stay and get more work done. Wednesday I had to work and Eva went with her mother to find a dress for our prom. Monday, after school, I planned to get fitted for a tuxedo. Eva was going with me.

Friday night finally was our date night, no school work, just fun together. The weather kept getting warmer and we went to a small cafe with outdoor tables on Austin Street in Forest Hills, about 20 minutes from where we lived in Bay Terrace. We were with my friend Kevin and his girlfriend Elyse. They were a cute couple, both a little chubby and a lot of fun. Eva got along nicely with them, and there was a lot of laughter.

It was unseasonably warm, perfectly comfortable. Eva wore a light, white sweater over her floral black blouse with a pair of those perfectly fitting Calvin Klein jeans. We ate and talked as the sun went down. We took a walk along Queens Blvd. after dinner, a 10 lane wide road that had stores and restaurants all along for miles. Eventually we got back in my car and we headed out to go dancing at a club, Irish Eyes. It was another place with live music and we danced for a few hours. My favorites were when the music was slow and sexy, and I could hold Eva close as we swayed to the music. Her head rested against my chest and her arms held me tight around my back. Guys need to feel safe just like women do, and I felt completely safe in her arms. And of course I was very aroused from her being so close to me. I knew she could feel my erect cock pressing between us and she shifted her stance to increase our contact.

I whispered “You’re such a tease.”

Eva looked up at me and smiled. “Look who’s talking. You clearly want me and yet the only way we can be together tonight is in your car, again. We really need to figure something out. I love being able to spread out with you on a bed. The car works, but it’s just so tight in there.”

“So? Tight is good” I smiled down at her, a little lecherously.

“Pervert. It’s a good thing I love that about you. Seriously, sweetheart, I love being with you, but it’s not exactly private in your car. I don’t know what we can do about it. But the longer we’re together, the more I want to be with you like a normal couple. It doesn’t always have to be a bed…there are some other rooms where we can have a lot of fun… but we need privacy.”

The song ended, we all applauded the band, and then we sat for a while when the next song started. Kevin and Elyse joined us, and we ordered a round of beers. We talked for a while, but it was obvious they wanted to be alone as much as Eva and I did. And they had a place to go, Elyse’s basement. If they were quiet going in, they’d have plenty of privacy down there. Good for them.

We let them know we’d take them there. Elyse said “If you two need a place…well, it’s a big basement. It won’t be completely private, but we won’t be on top of each other either.” Eva and I looked at each other and I could see Kevin smiling subtly from the corner of my eye. He was clearly hoping we’d say yes.

I looked at Eva and we were already at a point where we could talk to each other with our eyes. We were both in agreement on this. “Thanks, but no thanks. We’ll pass” I said and Kevin clearly was disappointed. I’d have to rethink my friendship with someone who wanted to see my girlfriend and I have sex. The way he was looking, I think he wanted more than to just look.

We left and took Elyse and Kevin to her house and drove off on our way. We were quiet, not saying anything for a couple of minutes. Then Eva said “Pull over, Jon, please?” I thought it was so sweet that she was always so polite. Kind of like me.

I found a spot to park and turned off the car. We were on a street with houses on both sides, so this wasn’t a sex stop. “Ok, honey. Tell me what’s on your mind. I know that upset you, what Elyse said. It upset me too.”

“I know. I could read it in your eyes.” She turned in her seat, faced me and said “Would you just hold me for a while? I need to be held by you.”

“Of course. Any time, honey.” I shuffled next to her and Eva moved the rest of the way to me, into my arms and let me wrap her up in my embrace. She was sobbing softly and I just held her until she calmed down a little bit. “Eva, honey, did you think I would have gone along with what they suggested? Is that what you’re upset about?”

“No, I didn’t think you would. I think. I don’t know. Dammit, this is all still so new to me! I thought something horrible about you, just for a moment, until you looked at me. Then I knew you wouldn’t. Wait, that’s not true. I knew it before. But I had just a tiny doubt. And I feel like shit about that, that I didn’t trust you completely when I should know better.”

I stroked her long brown hair, soft and fine, and I felt a rush of love gushing through me. Her slight insecurities made me love Eva more than I already did. “Honey, I love you. I never would even suggest doing anything like that. And I think I’m done with Kevin as a friend. The way he looked at me when Elyse said that. Like you are a piece of meat to be shared. He wanted to fuck you, I’m sure of it. Like a swap. Like I would ever do that to you. Never in a million years.”

“I know. As I said, I’m still learning how to be in love with someone.”

“Same here. This part is relatively new to me. In a lot of ways, it’s the hard part. But look at tonight. We were able to talk to each other without saying a word. It wasn’t exactly a difficult discussion topic. But we worked. We trust each other.”

Eva cuddled closer to me, making soft sounds of contentment. I have to admit, as much as I wanted her earlier, this was an amazing feeling. I was prepared to stay like that until it was time to go home. But Eva had other ideas. And I sure didn’t mind.

“Jon, lets go be alone. I want to love you and I want you to love me.”

“With pleasure, honey. I do love you.” So we went to that hidden place I thought of as our place, small and secluded. But on that warm Spring night, there were already 3 cars there, as many as there was room for.

“Shit” Eva said, a single word that perfectly expressed our situation. We were shut out. I tried to think of an alternative but came up with nothing. Then Eva’s eyes lit up. “I have an idea. It’s a little risky, but I think we’ll be ok. I doubt anyone else will be there.”

“Risky? My sweet, wild love. Tell me where. We’ll see how risky. Or risque” I said, teasing her, and then I kissed her. She was smiling now. That alone made me feel so much better.

“A little of both. The football field. Under the stars.”

Our high school used a football field about a half mile away from the school building. It was fenced in but there were openings if you knew where to look. “It sounds romantic, honey. Lets go. We’ll bring the blanket, in case we get cold.”

“I doubt we’ll get the chance to get cold” Eva said with a laugh, and I laughed with her. It wasn’t exactly a big joke, but when you’re crazy about each other, anything can be the cause for laughter.

I parked across the street in front of a private house and we quietly closed the car doors and then the trunk after I got my blanket. We crossed the quiet street and it didn’t take long to find a gap in the fence. We walked hand in hand to the 50 yard line. It seemed appropriate.

We spread out the (thankfully) dark colored blanket and we laid down in the middle. Seconds later we were embracing and kissing. Our bodies rubbed together in a way that was both tender and urgent at the same time, with Eva using her upper leg to encircle mine, pulling me closer to her. “This was a great idea, darling. Plenty of room, a warm, clear night. And a very warm woman for me to love.”

She kissed me on my throat and I closed my eyes and savored her, her beauty, her warmth and her love. I was hard already, but I was in no rush, and neither was Eva. She helped me get out of my red IZOD shirt and the kissed me all over my chest before she teased my nipples with her tongue. It didn’t feel as intense as it must for a woman (from what I could tell) but it felt pretty damn good. I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her arms free.

“Watch me” Eva said, pushing me back a little. “Lay on your back, sweetheart.” She knelt above me, aside me, and slowly reached back to unhook her nude bra. She let it down her arms very gradually, taking her time. Her smile was suggestive and sexy as the bra came away from her body and she showed me her tits. I sucked in my breath a bit. Seeing Eva naked, even partly naked, always did things to me. I reached to touch her but Eva backed away and said “Not yet, lover. Just watch.”

She stood up, looked around quickly to make sure we were alone, and then took off her jeans and stood over me in just her panties, another of the pairs she bought the other day. These were black, partly see through in front and back (she turned to show me) with a black satin panel hiding her pussy. There was plenty of ambient light from the half moon and nearby streetlights for me to see her and what I saw made me want her as much as when she wore the stockings and garter belt. I loved those kind of outfits. They were incredibly seductive. But the real seduction was in Eva’s expression and attitude. Her confidence in her sexuality was stunning.

She knelt back down on the blanket, close to me and before I could kiss her or even touch her, Eva said “Your turn, sexy man. Stand up and tease me a little.” That wicked smile was all over her face.

There was a slight risk of being seen from someone passing by on the street outside the fence, but the risk was part of the arousal. Besides, it was a small risk at that hour, and Eva wanted this. I stood up and without taking my eyes off of hers, I slowly undid my belt, then I touched my bulge through my tan pants. It was so quiet out I could hear her breathing deep. I unsnapped the button on the waist, then took my time pulling down my zipper. “Do you like this, baby?” I said in as sexy a voice as I could.

“You know I do” Eva answered, looking at me like I was her prey. Her right hand was in her panties and her left was tweaking her right nipple. “But don’t stop. I want more.”

I bent down to push my pants off and, unfortunately, I was wearing white briefs that practically glowed in the dark. Anyone walking by, even driving by, would see some idiot standing on the 50 yard line in his underwear. Realizing my ‘problem’, I quickly dropped to the ground and Eva broke out laughing.

“Yeah, real funny. You want us to get caught?” I said while kissing her softly all over her face.

“No, of course not. But you fell to the ground like the ground was pulled from under your feet. It was funny” she said, still giggling.

“Now you’re laughing at me. How’s a guy supposed to perform when his love is laughing at him?” I pretended to pout. I wasn’t very good at it.

“Aww, is my big strong wrestler upset with his petite girlfriend?” Eva teased, sliding her arms around my neck.

“Just a little bit, maybe.” I slid my arm under her hip and around her back and pulled her tight. Her nipples were hard and not from the cooling air.

“Then let me make it up to you, sexy man.” A long kiss that blew up in both our bodies and souls, and my hands reached further down to hold her ass, both gently and with burning desire. I rolled on top of Eva, she pushed my briefs down just over my ass so my stiff cock came free and I pulled her panties to the side. She brought her legs back, opening her pussy enough for me to slide my cock into her tight and wet home. It was like sliding into warm oil and we both gasped as the top side of my cock rolled over her clit. “That’s wonderful, sweetheart. You make me feel so good, always.” She kissed my throat when I tilted my head back, and I cried out softly.

“As you do to me, honey. So very good.” We were moving in time with each other, finding our rhythm as we always did, my hips rising and falling as Eva locked her legs behind my thighs. My legs went wider, giving me better leverage, like I learned in wrestling, but this wasn’t a fight. It was a dance, a lover’s dance that was the most beautiful thing two people could share. I was so overwhelmed with desire I started singing in Eva’s right ear, Jackie Wilson’s “To Be Loved”, a sexy, soulful love song, as we eased together towards an intense climax. When I finished singing I kissed her ear and neck and we moved more powerfully, my thrusts gaining speed and her hips lifting to meet me. Soon we were moving faster, on the same track and when I came, it was like a torrent bursting inside Eva’s pussy, which spasmed around my cock, increasing my pleasure. When every drop of me drained from my balls, Eva let me go and I rolled to her side and she turned with me.

“You didn’t cum, honey” I said, breathing hard and coated in a light sweat.

“No, but that still felt wonderful. I love you, my sweet man. That song…I didn’t know you could sing so well.” Her hand stroked my cheek with love but her eyes were more curious.

I was embarrassed but I had to explain. “Yes, I can sing, most people believe very well, mostly Blue-Eyed soul, but I can’t sing in public. I kind of seize up. I never could join in the school musical. If I tried out, I’d almost certainly be asked to play one of the leads, and I just can’t perform in front of an audience. Even singing for you alone is hard for me. It just kind of came out in the moment.”

“It’s such a beautiful song and you sang it so well, but it kind of distracted me because I wasn’t expecting it at all. Jon, it was lovely. You can sing for me anytime. I wish I could sing anywhere close to that well. I can carry a tune, but that’s it. You…Jon, I’m crying thinking about it.” She was; her eyes were wet but not with sadness. I kissed her head.

“I’m sorry I ruined your orgasm, honey.”

“Don’t be. I can have an orgasm any time, especially with you.” She smiled wryly, still leaking tears. “But finding out my boyfriend can sing like that is beyond amazing. I hope you won’t stop singing for me. That would break my heart.”

“For you I’ll do it. Any time. Eva, before we go, do you need me to help you cum?”

“No, sweetheart, I’m good. I’m better than good. Besides, we’d better get going. You have work tomorrow and we’re pushing our luck here.” We kissed once more and then dressed quickly. We folded the blanket and made our way back to the car after getting through the fence. While I warmed up the car, Eva said “Thank you, darling.”

“Honey, you never have to thank me for loving you or for showing it.”

“No, not for that. When you were on top of me, making love to me, I looked up at you and there were all these stars all around your head. It was so beautiful, one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. Because I’ve got the most beautiful boyfriend around. Who now also sings to me. I still can’t believe it took me so long to find that out about you.”

“I’m not beautiful, Eva. Women are beautiful. Men are handsome. Some are, anyway.”

“You’re wrong, sweetheart. You’re beautiful, because of who you are. Yes, I think you’re handsome as well. Very. Just looking at you turns me on. But from inside, you’re beautiful.”

The moon glowed on Eva’s face through the windshield and I thought to myself, far from the first time, how lucky I was to have found her. It was far from a mere physical attraction, which is how most relationships start out. If we’re lucky we find something much deeper to nurture and grow together. If I sound mushy or less than a ‘man’, whatever that’s supposed to be, I don’t care. All I cared about at that moment in time was that I found that truly special someone to grow with.

I was so choked up I couldn’t respond verbally. I couldn’t open my mouth without a small sob coming from deep inside. Eva didn’t need me to say anything right then; she just held my head against her chest and let me sob. She knew there wasn’t pain there, there was a lot of love. Her fingers went through my hair and partway down my back. It felt almost as good as making love with her. I finally got myself together and kissed her many times, then we just held each other. I looked at my watch and saw it was almost 2 and I had to take her home. I had to be at work at 9 and needed some sleep or I’d be useless.

Our goodnight kisses were hurried. “I love you so much, honey. I hate having to rush t his part of our night.”

“So do I but you’d better get some sleep. Call me when you get home from work? I think my parents are going out and maybe I can get rid of Walt and Will for a couple of hours. If not we can just hang out.”

“Sounds good to me either way. Goodnight, honey. Love you.”

“Goodnight. Love you too.” One last kiss and she was inside, behind the door. I went home and got into bed, again thinking how lucky I was.

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I got through work, tiredly, which was becoming a regular Saturday thing. But Friday nights made it worth it. When I called Eva, the good news was her parents were going out. The bad news was Walt and Will weren’t. So we were just going to spend the night watching a movie at home. It was fine; I was pretty tired so a quiet evening was very appealing.

We brought in a pizza for the four of us to share, then after a brief argument over what movie to watch (Eva and I won, of course) the twins got comfortable lying on their stomachs on the floor and Eva and I sat behind them on the couch. We put on Young Frankenstein and everyone was laughing, including Walt and Will, until Eva and I started making out. Then we weren’t laughing at the appropriate times. We were too busy being busy.

“Hey, that’s our sister back there” One of the twins yelled without turning his head towards us.

“Yeah! Hands off or we’ll beat you. Two against one!” I didn’t know which was which but I did know that even though I was a wrestler, there were two of them, both taller than me, even if they were a little bit thin. It was all a joke of course, and Eva and I laughed hard, but it was weird making out with her while her brothers knew what was happening.

After Young Frankenstein was my personal comedy favorite, also directed by Mel Brooks, The Producers. Not the movie of the musical; the original 1968 version with Gene Wilder and Zero Mostel. None of the other three had seen it and after ten minutes we were all laughing so hard they thought it was the funniest movie ever. So did I.

It turned into a pretty decent evening, I got to know Eva’s brothers much better and we got along well. They were good guys, good looking and tall and they might have been even smarter than their brilliant sister. I left on the early side because I needed to get a decent nights sleep and we were going up to Westchester for Eva and Adrienne to meet the next day.

So Sunday, after getting a good nights sleep, I woke up at 8, got in some exercise (I had my final wrestling match of the year, and of my life, probably, coming on Thursday) and spent the morning doing homework. Between work and Eva, I was falling behind a little in my studies. Not a lot, but still, I wasn’t a genius like Eva. She had to work, but I had to work harder. I got a lot done that morning.

Even though we weren’t expected at Adrienne’s until 3, I picked Eva up at noon to get lunch and spend a little time together. We went to a restaurant for brunch, her treat, and then we had an hour to kill. We smiled at each other as we shared a kiss. We knew where to go for an hour. Our hidden place. It was secluded so even though it was broad daylight outside, we’d have plenty of privacy as long as no one else was there.

Luck was with us. No one else was around as I put the car in park, shut the engine, and within 3 seconds we were kissing like two sex maniacs. We pretty much were, at least as far as our relationship was concerned. We were moving together like we hadn’t had sex in weeks instead of two days. Less, actually. We wanted, we needed each other. We got in the back and I pulled Eva’s panties down completely, leaving her short skirt alone, even leaving her sweater on. We didn’t have a lot of time and we didn’t want to get all disheveled. “Sweetheart, just go down on me. I want to feel your tongue on my pussy. I’ll do the same for you afterwards. You haven’t eaten me all week long” she said with hungry pout. Eva pouted very well.

“You don’t have to ask me twice. I’d love to fill up on your pussy.” I maneuvered so I was between her bare legs and her now open pussy. Even as short on time as we were, I still wanted to tease her first, and Eva wanted it too. So I kissed her thighs first, licked from the inside to the bottom, by her soft cheeks, and then to the other thigh, again, inside and the bottom, her most sensitive areas. Eva held my head and lifted her hips, trying to get me to start devouring her cream which was dripping lightly. Her skirt was around her waist and we had a small towel under her ass to catch whatever juices I missed out on.

“Jon, as much as I love your torturing me, you’d better get to the task at hand. Unless you don’t care if we don’t have time for me to blow you.” I looked up and saw a naughty, teasing twinkle in her eyes.

“Sorry, ma’am. I’ll get right too it” I said like I was a simple minded worker servicing his boss. My tongue and lips started their journey all around her lips and folds.

“Ooh, I think I like that attitude…OH Fuck, Jon, that’s sooooo good…attitude in a man. Nice and servile.” She giggled between her moans as my tongue quickly flickered up and down her juicy slit. My thumbs pulled her lips apart so I could poke my tongue into her gap, like I was trying to fuck her with it. My lips pressed into her lower lips as my tongue moved as rapidly as I could go. Eva kept thrusting up to my mouth, then I took her clit between two fingers and I rolled it back and forth with light pressure. “FUCK JONDON’TSTOPDON’TSTOPDON’TSTOP!!”

she screamed as her hips twisted around wildly under my mouth. I kept going, as quick as I could, not letting up until she told me to, a few minutes later, pushing gently on my head. “You’re going to kill me one of these days” Eva said with a tired gasp. “But what a way to go.”

“Then I’d better learn when to stop. I don’t want to lose you over something so petty as an orgasm” I said, smiling at her.

“Petty? Are you out of your mind? Those are amazing orgasms. You sexy man.” She struggled to sit up until I held out my hand to help her, after which I got a number of great kisses. “Seriously, I love you, my darling. And not just for the orgasms. Though they’re a pretty good reason.” We hugged each other and even through her scent, which was permeating the air in my car, I could still smell her still wafting up from her source. It made me dizzy in a great way. Not to mention even hornier than I had been.

“Thank you my love. I loved doing that for you. I love making you feel good, especially after you were deprived the other night.”

“Yeah, it must have been building up since then, and then you let it all out. You might say you opened the floodgates.” We both chuckled as we kept holding each other. Then I felt her hand cupping my cock in my slacks and I twitched under her touch. “Now you had your treat; it’s time for me to have mine. So stretch out along the seat and let me take good care of your tasty cock.”

I lifted my hips and we both pulled my pants and shorts down, off one leg, and I swung my legs up onto the long bench seat. Eva got between my legs on her knees and pushed my shirt up a little so she could kiss my tummy all over. Just that contact alone made me moan out loud and the flesh there quivered with excitement. She held my cock at the base, and kissed me there, where my balls met my dick. Kisses up the shaft, up to the head, then kisses all over the head, Her tongue slithered out to tease my head and it was my turn for my hips to lift off the seat unintentionally. My body was trying to push my cock deeper into her mouth, and Eva was accepting it, letting me slide along her tongue to the back of her mouth. When I got that deep (not that I’m huge) she usually gagged a little but this time she took it without gagging. I could see and even feel her throat muscles adjusting so the she could massage the head.

“Oh my god! I can’t believe you’re doing that to me! It feels incredible! My sexy, naughty girl!” She looked up at me but didn’t let my cock out of her mouth, not for a second. Her fingers teased my balls as she bobbed up and down, picking up speed, faster and faster, consuming my cock like she’d been doing it for years instead of a little more than a month. There was only so much of that I could take and after warning Eva, she took me back to her throat again and swallowed as I blew my nut down her throat. Not a single drop escaped her lips, not even a trace. She eased back a little, keeping me in her mouth until she was sure I was empty. I looked at her with amazement; it was one of the greatest things I’d ever felt in my life. Most of the other great things also were because of Eva. But this was such a surprise.

When she let me free, I sat up quickly and held Eva and kissed her like I was still all fired up. “How did you learn to do that so quickly? Have you been practicing with someone else?” I teased. Obviously, I knew that wasn’t the case, but I was curious.

“Yeah, I’ve got dozens of guys lined up for blowjobs. It was a matter of repetition” Eva said with a smart ass grin. “Seriously, I wanted to do it. I was determined. So I thought about it and just practiced relaxing my throat muscles and when the time came I just went for it. It was easier than I thought. And I loved seeing your reaction when it happened. That look of surprise and pleasure. It was so worth it. Too bad I won’t get to see it again. It will never be new to you again.”

“But I’ll always appreciate it. You’re the most wonderful woman I can imagine.” We kissed a bunch of times before we got ourselves together. We used the towel to clean ourselves up, Eva put her panties back on (too bad!), we both got out and straightened our clothes and our hair, Eva checked her makeup, and we were on our way to White Plains, an hours drive north.

We got to Adrienne’s just a few minutes late and she was waiting for us at the door. We kissed and hugged hello and I introduced the ladies to each other. Everything went well. we sat and talked with something to drink, and Eva and Ade found things in common. Mostly, picking on me. I should have expected it. But it was all in good humor. And it was great to see them getting along. It was a bit of a relief as well.

At 6 we got into the car to go to dinner. Adrienne by habit went to get in the front seat with me before realizing that would now be Eva’s seat. It was a touch awkward, but Ade apologized and hopped in back. She directed me to a nearby Greek restaurant. While I was driving and we all kept talking, Ade looked down to the floor of the car and said “What’s this…” and I knew it before she did, or Eva for that matter.

“Leave it, Ade!” I shouted, too late.

“Oh YUCK!!” she screamed. It was the towel we used to clean ourselves a couple of hours before. Eva went white and sunk down in her seat

“You didn’t throw it in the trunk?” she whispered through gritted teeth.

“I guess not” I said back, embarrassed beyond belief. “Ade, I’ll pull over and get rid of that.”

“You two screwed back here before coming to meet me? What the fuck, Jon! Then you let me sit back here? Ewww!”

I pulled the car over as soon as I could, got out and got the towel and threw it in the trunk. So much for my plans to have my girlfriend and my best friend become friends.

I got back in the car and Ade said, furiously “Just take me home. I’ve lost my appetite.”

“Adrienne,” Eva said before I could say anything “I’m sorry. Really, we screwed up. Believe me, I’m as humiliated as Jon is. We didn’t mean for you to know about something so personal.”

“Yeah, well you really did ‘screw up’, if you know what I mean. I can’t believe I’m sitting back here! It’s fucking gross! I’m not mad at you, Eva, but you, Jon…how could you put me in this spot? After I told you how I felt last week” she said, breaking into tears. “Just get me home. And don’t worry about my prom. I wouldn’t go with you now if you begged!”

“Ade, come on…”

“Don’t Ade me! Don’t talk to me!” I pulled up at her house and she ran inside crying her eyes out. As humiliated as I felt, as Eva felt, Ade was crushed inside. She clearly held out some hope that things would still work out for me and her, even with her going 3000 miles away for college. But there was no chance of that and it had nothing to do with Eva and I having sex and leaving the proof behind nor did it have anything to do with the distance we’d be apart.

Neither Eva nor I felt much like eating either by then. We barely felt like talking. The hour drive back to Queens felt like three. I hoped when Adrienne calmed down, we’d be able to make peace. But it wasn’t going to be that simple for her and Eva. Eva, smart as she was, also figured it was about more than a soiled towel. She was going to see Adrienne as competition, no matter what I said to the contrary. It had nothing to do with my feelings. She knew how women could be. Men as well. Adrienne would always be a sore spot between us from now on.

When we got over the Whitestone Bridge I asked “Honey, do you want to get something to eat? Talk about things?”

“Sure. We’ve got to eat. Just go to a diner.” Eva said it in flat tone, almost without any animation, like ice cold anger. I pulled into the parking lot of a local diner and before we got out of the car, she turned to me and said “We better talk here first. If there’s someone in there we know in there…

“Ok, so lets talk. Eva, I’m sorry I left the towel there. That was embarrassing.”

“Jon, her outburst may have started because of the towel, but her…rage… had nothing to do with the towel. She’s hung up on you. Like, very.”

“I know.” I sighed, a very unhappy sound. “She’s jealous. She hoped somehow we’d end up together. But she never said a word to me or ever gave me a hint. And maybe that would have worked out six months or a year ago. But now I’m in love with you. Whatever Ade was thinking or hoping for, it’s not going to happen. Even if she wasn’t going to California. I know her almost all my life, we’ve been best friends for most of that time, and for the first time I have no idea what she’s thinking, besides the obvious.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I think she’s had a crush on you for some time, and now she doesn’t know how to handle the fact that she knows it can’t happen. Well, it can, but it won’t. I hope.” Eva was feeling insecure and my heart hurt for her. I slid across the seat and put my arms around her and she rested her head on my shoulder.

“It won’t honey. I’ve never been serious like this before, but I’m not a cheater. I had a long talk with my dad when I started dating. He told me a lot of men fool around behind their girlfriends or wives, but a real man doesn’t do that. If you’re unhappy enough to think about cheating, you talk to your partner and try to work things out. But you don’t cheat. Ever. I think I’d almost be more worried about disappointing him than upsetting you.”

“You know what? That’s actually kind of sweet. It helps me know your heart, Jon. And I knew I liked your father. You mom too. But I could tell he’s a good man and he’s why you’re a good man. Jon, if you still want to take Adrienne to her prom, if she wants you to take her, it’s ok. I know I can trust you. It doesn’t matter what she hopes for. Not to me. I don’t want her hurt. So as long as she understands in advance you’re not going to sleep with her. That’s not me saying that, sweetheart. I know it’s how you feel. I don’t have to tell you how to handle things.”

“I don’t think she wants me to take her. She doesn’t even want to talk to me now. Honey, you’re my best friend. But for years that was Adrienne. Losing her is going to hurt me. Like I can’t tell you. But if it’s a choice between you, I choose you without even thinking about it. As long as we’re together, a year, a dozen years, a lifetime. You’ll always be first in my heart. But I hope to god this all works out somehow. I don’t want to lose her from my life.” It was my turn to be sad and Eva’s turn to show me comfort.

“I don’t want you to lose her either. I want what you want, what helps you feel good in every way. But if she’s going to be hung up on you…”

“I know, honey. I won’t hurt us like that. You’re the most important person in my life after my family. No, equal to my family. I won’t hurt you. I can’t.” Eva cuddled as close as she could get, which was almost inside my body. I started singing to her, ‘Tupelo Honey’ by Van Morrison and as I got to the first chorus, Eva just fell apart, crying, but in a good way. The evening had been very emotional and the soft and sweet song brought up the emotions that had been bubbling just below the surface for the last couple of hours. We soon found ourselves kissing with great passion. But this was not a good place for this. Too many people coming and going from the diner. However, next door was a tire store that was closed, and the fence separating the parking lots was always open for spillover parking if the diner was busy. It wasn’t that busy that Sunday night and without even discussing it, I moved the car to the back of the tire store lot. It wasn’t the most romantic location, but it was private. Besides, we were both so fired up, this wasn’t going to take long at all.

I barely parked the car before Eva was all over me. “Push the seat all the way back” she urged me, and when I did, we had enough room for what we needed to do. She straddled my body, facing me, kissing me with her tongue probing my mouth. I had my hands on her panty covered ass, soft and round, the panties coming up in the crack of her ass. My hands gripped her roughly as our mouths became glued together. Her hands hurriedly got my pants open and she pulled my cock free from my underwear. “Fuck me Jon. Don’t make love to me, fuck me!”

“Yes, honey. I want to get inside your pussy so bad!” I pulled her the crotch of her panties aside and Eva worked her pelvis over my cock and sat down hard. We both cried out as I stared at her face, contorting with her desperate need, even more than my own. She was grinding hard on my cock, her hips moving in tight circles over my thighs as I kissed her neck and her chest. Eva pulled her sweater up and pulled the cups of her bra down. She offered me her soft, pale breasts and I attacked greedily, not kissing her but sucking like a baby seeking milk.

“Bite them” she gasped, her eyes closed and her hips pumping up and down on my throbbing dick. I twitched inside her and she grunted as my fingers dug in firmly into her cheeks. I bit down, not too hard, but she felt it, and she came like I never saw her before. The wildness of her orgasm set off my own as I pumped a hell of a load of cum inside her. Eva cried out again and came again, soaking my cock and my briefs. The car, my groin, everything smelled like Eva, and it was the greatest scent in the world. I let her tits free and she bent her head down to kiss me over and over.

“Amazing, honey. Simply amazing” I said with some difficulty.

“Oh yeah. The perfect word, baby.” We kissed again and again. Our kisses got softer as I helped Eva fix her bra and pull her sweater down. She rose up off my withering cock, a thick strand of our fluids joining us together. “Where’s that damn towel when we need it?” We both laughed. That towel was never in the right place at the right time.

She adjusted her panties before sitting back down with a force so hard it sounded like she was a hundred pounds heavier than she was. “Very ladylike” I teased her and she slapped my arm.

“Coming from my wrestler boyfriend? When you walk, it’s like clop clop clop all over the house.” We laughed together, laughing with each other. The sex and the laughter were both very cathartic, cleansing our psyche’s of a heavy burden. “I don’t think we can go in and sit down in there, sweetheart. I’m nervous just going home smelling like this. We reek of sex.”

“Yeah? Look at my pants.” The crotch of my slacks had a distinctive wet stain around the crotch. And it smelled like sex. “How the hell am I getting in my house? My parents will kill me, especially if Camilla’s nearby.”

“We’re both going to have to go home. And pray for the best. Or our parents may forbid us from seeing each other again.”

“That’s not going to happen. Even if we have to run away together.” I was kidding, kind of. No one would be prevented from seeing the other, our parents weren’t like that. But if they were, nothing would keep us apart. “Are you hungry at all?”

“Starving. Should we just go to McDonalds? I can run in there with less embarrassment than you. My soiled clothing is hidden” she giggled. It was agreed. We drove to a local McDonalds and Eva went in to get us something to eat. Something neither of us ate more that rarely. But we had to do something; we were famished by then. We ate and had a peaceful, comfortable time together. When we were done, I took Eva home, though it was still a little early, before 10. We were both emotionally exhausted.

“Eva, honey, thanks for being so understanding. You should study psychology. I think you’d be great at it.”

“And you should study music. The way you sing makes me all soft inside. And very wet.” She smiled a sexy smile. We kissed and held each other in front of her door, not wanting to let go, but we had to. We had to call it a night. “Remember, tomorrow after school we go for your tux.”

“I know, honey. I couldn’t forget. And Thursday it’s my last match as a wrestler. You’re coming to cheer me on, right?”

“I wouldn’t miss it for anything! Believe it!” She kissed me a few times. From the window next to the front door we heard her brothers say, loudly “Ewwww! He really kisses her!” The ballbusters.

We laughed, less embarrassed than we had been earlier in the day. Still, it just had been one of those days. It was time to go, Eva to her discomfort and me to mine. The stain on my pants faded a little, but not a lot. And I still smelled like sex. I sat in my car, wondering what to do when I got an idea. Not a great idea, but it would work. I pulled over and got out with my remaining soda in my cup. I steeled myself for what was to come and I poured the rest of the contents, Coke and ice, onto my pants and I nearly screamed from the ice cold liquid to my groin. Unpleasant as it was, I was sure it would work. I got the towel, the infamous towel, and I dried off enough so I could get back in my car and drive. Sure enough, when I got home, the story that I spilled

my drink on myself worked and I relievedly got out of my pants and other clothes and took a quick shower.

I got into bed after saying goodnight to my family and thought about Eva and Adrienne. I decided to wait a few days before calling Ade to let her cool down, but not too long so she would think I gave up on her. Tuesday night. That’s when I would call her.

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Monday after school, Eva and I went to our local tuxedo store. The owner there had fitted me and my father for my Bar Mitzvah five years before and two years later when we had a formal family wedding to attend. Milton, the owner, remembered me, if not my name, but still, I was impressed he remembered at all. We both decided to go with a classic black tux with the ruffled cuffs and shirtfront that was so popular back then (what were we thinking??). Tie, buttons, patent leather shoes…I was spending as much for a rented tux as Eva was for a dress she would end up keeping. Nuts, right? But I looked good when the outfit was complete. Eva was certainly pleased When Milton was out of earshot, she said “I wish I could take you in back and fuck you right now. In that tux. Jump your bones and ride you like a wild bronco!” she said with a light laugh.

“You know what you’re doing to me, don’t you? If he has to measure my crotch again, I’ll be more embarrassed than I was yesterday!”

“You think if we ask him, Milton will let us use a dressing room” my she-devil said, taking a quick squeeze of my dick.

I looked up to the ceiling and pretended to talk to God. “Oh Lord, what hath I created?? Evil, thy name is woman!” I ended, paraphrasing Hamlet.

Eva laughed out loud. “I’ll remember that the next time you’re feeling horny. Which I am definitely feeling.” She stepped close to me to whisper. “Your parents are at work, right? Is your sister home?”

“She shouldn’t be. Monday’s she usually has her junior cheer squad practice. She doesn’t get home until 5:30 or so. You thinking what I’m thinking?”

“I’m thinking seeing my man dressed to kill like that has me all worked up. You want to take me home and then take me?” Her eyes were full of mischief and heat.

“Nothing I’d like to do more.” We shared a brief kiss before Milton came out with my rental agreement and my receipt for my deposit. I could pick it up two days before the prom and return it up to three days after without late fees. Between prom tickets, tux rental, a corsage and ‘incidentals’, this was going to be the most expensive date of my life. But to be there with Eva, it was well worth it.

We went to my thankfully quiet house and Eva and I had about an hour to be safe. I opened my bedroom window and when I turned around, she was already unbuttoning her blouse. But not like ‘lets’ get into bed already’; she was looking in my eyes and being slow and deliberate, very seductive. One button at a time…slow and sexy, until she slid it off her shoulders. “Sit on the bed, sexy man. You’re mine, all mine”. I sat down and she kissed my lips before continuing her impromptu strip tease. She ran her fingers around the edges of her black bra, still moving slowly, teasing the hell out of me. Then her fingers went down her tummy as she sighed, an incredibly sexy sound. Then Eva unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them. She turned around so I saw her back and her ass and she moved her hips from side to side as she took down her pants, showing me the matching black panties on bottom.

“Oh, baby, you are magnificent!” I exclaimed as she shook her ass to get her jeans to come off. She stepped out and turned around, still bumping and grinding to music in her head as she ran her hands up through her hair. Eva, a girl, no, a WOMAN, who was so quiet on her own until just a couple of months ago, had layer upon layer of sexuality, most of which still needed to be discovered.

“You think so? Turn on some music. Something sexy. Then get some dollars.”

This was like being set loose in the candy store as a child. I quickly went to my stereo and turned on a station with some Latin dance music and Eva got into the rhythm in no time at all. Then I went to get my wallet, where I had six singles. This was one hell of a fantasy, not just for me, obviously.

I sat there, a missile growing in my lap, as Eva danced around, her hips and tits moving like a sex goddess. She was, she was my sex goddess and I was ready to worship her. Eva put her foot on my lap, not hard, she didn’t want to damage the merchandise, and she thrust her ass towards my face. I knew what she wanted. I tucked a dollar into the band of her panties by her hip, then another by her right ass cheek. She blew me a kiss and then turned and shook a little more and I kept putting dollars in her panties as her bra came off and she rubbed her tits in front of my face. Soon I was out of dollars and Eva had them flapping around from her panties. I was so hard my cock actually hurt. Her nipples were small stones with just a little bit of give. Then she upped the game.

“You’ve been so generous, sir.” She gave me a very light kiss, almost not there at all, like a real stripper might do (I guessed). “We’re not supposed to do this, but…for special customers, we have a room. Special things happen in there. Would you like to come to that room, sir?” she said in a sexy, sultry voice. It oozed confidence and I have no idea to this day where it came from.

I, on the other hand was shaking inside and it came out through my voice. I felt like I was with a real stripper/hooker in terms of the fantasy. “Yes, please” was all I could say to her. Eva took my hand in a dainty, sexy way and helped me stand and of course, we were already in ‘the room’, so our walk was incredibly brief, from one side of the bed to the other. It was fun and funny, and we both chuckled a moment before she sat on the edge of the bed in just her black panties. I went to sit down but she stopped me by putting her hand on my chest.

“Sir, I have to do an ‘inspection’, if you know what I mean? Diseases and all.” Oh, she was good. Eva was playing the role to the hilt. How did she even know about such things? I filed that question away for later. Now was play time. “So if you would, please take off your pants and shorts?” She looked up at me with bright, playful eyes and a big smile.

“I think it would be more appropriate if you would take down my pants. Your tip could reflect your assistance.” I looked at her like how I thought a ‘john’ would look. Whatever that was.

“The customer is always right” Eva said as she opened my jeans and pulled them down my legs, then took my briefs down so my hard dick bounced up to face her. “Hmmm, you look clean.” She held my cock, pulling it this way and that and inspecting it from all angles. “No diseases here. Good, we can get started. I’m not supposed to do this. I’m supposed to get paid up front, but seeing as how your wallet isn’t convenient for you right now… you look trustworthy. Are you?”

“Completely. You can trust me miss. I wouldn’t stiff you.”

“Oh, I think you’re going to stiff me perfectly” as Eva licked all around the head of my cock, looking up at me, tasting my sensitive flesh.

“Oh, god” I moaned as Eva slid her lips slowly over the head as her tongue wet my cock at the same time. She moved forward and then back, each time forward going a little further down towards the base. After about five times, she was all the way down on my cock with her nose in my pubic hair. My hands slid through her hair as I grunted my pleasure with what she was doing to me. Eva’s hands held my hips and pulled on me, encouraging me to fuck her mouth and I was all in. My hips were pumping slow and after ever few strokes, she let me out of her mouth and used her tongue alone. Then she went down again and sucked me and I thought my toes would curl into my feet. After a little more, she treated my balls to a tongue bath as her hand stroked me, steady, but not fast enough or hard enough to make me cum.

I loved this blowjob, but I wanted to fuck her as well. If she was going to play the role, we should play it all the way, I thought. “Miss, I love what you’re doing to me. I’ve never had a blowjob like this in my life. But I want to fuck you too. Do you mind?”

“Of course not. Sucking your delicious cock has gotten my pussy all wet, Want to see?”

“Oh yeah. I would love to see how wet you are for me. May I see for myself?”

Eva leaned back on her elbows, spread her legs wide and said “Be my guest, baby.” I knelt down in front of her and of course her scent hit me hard. That scent that set me on fire for her. I reached for the elastic of her panties by her hips. “No, no. Just pull them aside, baby. I want you to fuck me while I wear my panties. Can you do that for me?”

She was hitting all my buttons. I just nodded as my fingers pulled the crotch to the side and her pussy, nice and wet and swollen, was there for me. I leaned in to lick at her but she put her hand on my head. “No time for that baby. You’d better fuck me before the manager comes looking for us.”

Eva had a glazed look on her face but her mind and body were with me 100%. “Get on your hands and knees. Hurry up. Hold your panties aside for me.”

Eva bounced over to get ready to be fucked doggy style. She was hot and more than ready. Her fingers held the crotch aside and i was inside her pussy within two seconds. This wasn’t about making love; this was raw sex.

Once I was fully inside her snug pussy, I moved around, stirring up her juices with my throbbing cock. My groin was rubbing her curved, soft ass and in turn, her ass felt like heaven on my groin. Eva was moaning, so was I, and our bodies were joined as if we were one. “Come on, baby, fuck me! Spank me too!” she said forcefully, punctuating her demand by smacking her own ass with a loud crack.

“You want it a little rough, do you?” I grunted, not as her loving boyfriend but as a man there to use her.

“Fuck yes! Pound my hot cunt already!” My Eva was a sexual wonderland to go along with the beautiful, loving and kind girlfriend. I started fucking her, hard, the way she wanted me, and I was loving it every bit as much as she was. I even brought my hand down on her ass, not hard at all. I could never hurt her. But evidently, it wasn’t hard enough. “I said spank me!” she growled. She was playing the part of the wicked, wanton woman to the hilt and she was enjoying it completely.

We were fucking each other hard, thrusting together, saying obscene things to each other. I even pulled her hair for a time, and she never protested once. In fact, she loved it. I spanked her as hard as I felt comfortable. Eva growled through a few orgasms, building up to the big one. I reached around and held her small, pert tits, tweaking her nipples and she reached under her to rub her pussy and my balls. This was the hottest, dirtiest thing we’d done in our relatively brief time together and it was amazing. Making love together was equally awesome but very different. This was pure fun.

My pelvis was slapping her ass every time and wet, squishing sounds were coming from Eva’s pussy every time I pushed inside her. Her hand was moving fast on her cunt and we were fucking hard. I was dripping sweat from my body and head onto her back. She pushed back hard and cried out as she came, gripping my dick with her vise like muscles. I opened my mouth in an almost silent scream as I coated her walls with gobs of my semen, my cock twitched at least four or five times before I fell forward on top of her back.

We laid there, glowing, shining with sweat, and we were completely on a natural high of love. I kissed her shoulder and neck and Eva giggled in a girlish way that was the total antithesis of the woman had pretended to be just a few minutes before. “MMMMM that’s nice” she said with a lilt in her voice.

I rolled off her and she turned so she was lying on her back on my chest. I tickled her arm and she did the same to my tummy. It was very sensual and tender. “I love you, honey. I don’t know where that came from and I’m not sure I want to ask. I mean, I know it wasn’t something you ever did with anyone else. I’m just saying I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth. I enjoyed it very much, like everything we do together.”

“I can tell you. I don’t mind.” I told her to go on and she told me. “Last summer, at camp, some of the female counselors were passing around this set of short stories, supposedly based on the experiences of a Las Vegas stripper. It was bullshit; it was some sort of fiction. I’m pretty sure. Anyways, a story almost exactly like what we did was in there and it got me really hot. We all said how gross those stories were, of course. We couldn’t admit it turned us on. But it did for me, and I’m sure a few others as well. All I know is I got in my bunk every night after reading that and masturbated as quietly as I could. It was ridiculously frustrating for me. You know me; I’m very vocal. But until I got home, I had to bury my mouth on my pillow each time. I actually thought about seducing this one guy I thought was really cute, but I chickened out.”

“So you have more ideas from those stories?” I asked, wondering where the limit was with my sexy girlfriend.

“A few” she teased and giggled. “We’ll try a few. When we’re finally alone together.” A few sweet kisses came next. “You know, you can suggest things too. Anything you want. I promise the worst that could happen would be I say no. And there’s not much I’d say no to.”

“I guess I should do some reading” I said with a smile and a kiss. “After school is done. We both have enough reading to get done for now.”

We touched a little longer, then we noticed it was getting late. We had to get cleaned up and dressed so I sent Eva to use the bathroom while I straightened up my bed and then she got dressed while I used the bathroom. I sent her to turn on the TV and wait downstairs while I dressed in case either my mom or Camilla came home. Sure enough, as I was coming down the stairs Cammy came home and when she saw Eva on the couch, she ran to her first to give Eva a huge hug. I was now officially in second place in the heart of my little sister. But I did get my hug as well.

Mom got home ten minutes later and while she put up dinner, I took Eva home. Camilla insisted on coming with us and, after trying to gently dissuade her, I relented and she came with us. Having my little sister with me meant our goodbye kiss would be brief and somewhat less than passionate. I told Eva I’d pick her up in the morning and she got out of the car much sooner than I would have liked.

Camilla got in the front and as I pulled away she said “I’m sorry if I cramped your style, Jon”, giggling away and I gave her a fake harsh look that made her giggle even louder.

“Yeah, sure you are. I think you’d rather have a big sister than your big brother” I said, pretending to pout.

“Not a chance. I love my big brother. But I wouldn’t mind a great sister-in-law” Camilla said with a big grin.

I looked at her with an ‘are you out of your mind’ look. “Cammy, we’re 18, we haven’t even gotten to college yet, let alone graduated from high school, and you’re marrying me off? You lost your mind?”

“Oh, you love Eva and you know it” Camilla said in full on brat mode.

“Yes, and I want to keep loving her. But I’m not nearly ready for marriage yet.”

“I know, but I want to be a bridesmaid!” my sister said with a smile.

“And I promise, whenever I get married, you’ll be a bridesmaid. And you’ll wear an ugly gown and get to wear makeup and get your hair done in a fancy hairdo…”

“Really? Are you sure you don’t want to marry Eva now?” We both laughed, a big hearty laugh.

“Pretty sure, pipsqueak.” I pulled up to our house. “Come on, dinner should be ready soon.”

We went inside and right away, I could tell mom was upset about something. And it was directed at me. Camilla got a kiss and hug from mom, but I was getting the cold shoulder. So whatever was bothering her was my fault.

I couldn’t figure it out and I thought she’ll tell me when she’s ready. Dad walked in a quarter after six and we sat down at 6:30 for dinner. Mom was giving me the silent treatment and, as much as it was bothering me, I wouldn’t ask her what was wrong in front of Camilla. So dinner was a very quiet affair, not like our family at all. Camilla and I cleaned up after dinner, got everything put away and wiped down while I heard mom and dad talking in the living room, too low for us to hear.

“Mom’s pissed at you” Cammy said to me as we loaded the dishwasher.

“Language. But yeah. I have no idea why. I’m sure I’ll find out by the end of the night.”

Sure enough, my dad knocked on my door while I was doing homework and Camilla was doing hers in her room. “Jon, could you come downstairs? Your mom and I have to talk to you about something.” It was phrased as a question but it was more of a command from above.

“Can I have just two minutes? I’m finishing this physics problem.”

“As soon as you can. Make it fast.” He went downstairs and I wracked my mind trying to figure out what the hell I did. All I came up with was blanks.

I finished my problem and went downstairs where my parents waited. Camilla’s door was closed per my fathers’ order. This was serious. I sat and said “All right, what did I do? I have no idea.”

Mom spoke first. “After you went to drop off Eva, I went upstairs and went by your room, and your door was wide open. The smell that came out of your room, Jon, was almost overpowering. I know what you and Eva were doing. You could have closed the damn door when you came downstairs. If your sister had walked by and smelled that… not that I was happy to have to smell it.”

Shit, she was 100% right. I was in the wrong and it was a good thing Cammy didn’t go upstairs before we left. It didn’t occur to me to close the door once I straightened out the bedding.

“Mom, dad, I don’t know what to say…”

Dad cut me off. “We know you’re both 18, and we know how that age feels, especially when you love someone. And when you go away to school, you’ll both be able to do as you please. But you’re still in this house and as long as you are, you will respect your family, especially your mother and sister. We’ve given you a lot of leeway and we guess Eva’s parents do the same with her. That’s their business. We’re not thrilled that you brought her here and had sex but if you’re going to do it, at least spray some air freshener after or open a window. And if your sister ever finds out, you will be grounded until graduation, at least. Do you understand?”

“Perfectly. I’m very sorry mom. I’ll be more respectful, I promise. I’m not going to tell Eva about this; I don’t think she’d ever come here again, especially while you’re here” I said directly to my mother. “It won’t happen again.”

“See that it doesn’t” mom said, still upset, as she got up.

Dad said “It’ll be all right. You mother just has to get over it. She’ll be fine in the morning. Just remember there are other people in the house, including your younger sister. She doesn’t need to know certain things yet.”

I went back and finished my homework and just made myself scarce the rest of the night. Sure enough, everything was fine with my mom the next morning, and I never mentioned anything to Eva in the morning. That night I tried to call Adrienne, but she didn’t answer her phone and she didn’t return my message. I even tried her house phone on Wednesday night and left a message with her mom, but I didn’t get a call back. It hurt having her avoid me, but there was nothing I could do about it.

Thursday after school was my final wrestling match. Eva came to cheer me on, and she even brought Camilla with her. They both made plenty of noise for me, but as I’ve said, I was a fair wrestler at best, and my opponent was a beast, headed to a major Midwest school on a wrestling scholarship. I did my best but he beat me 3 points to 1 and it wasn’t really that close. That was the last time I wrestled.

Eva and Cammy came over to console me after the match, one with a kiss on the cheek and a hug, the other with a few kisses on the lips and a bigger hug. “You really shouldn’t be hugging me, either of you. I need a shower, desperately.”

“We thought you needed some support” my sweetheart of a sister said, and I smiled and rubbed her hair.

I knelt down to face her and I said “That’s why you’ll always be my sweetheart” and she smiled a big, warm smile.

Eva kissed me again and said “And that’s why you’ll always be MY sweetheart” with her own smile that was even warmer.

“Always?” I asked with my own smile.

“Perhaps. Who can say? You’re right, you do need a shower. Go get cleaned up and I’ll take the three of us out for dinner. Chinese on me!”

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Three weeks later was our prom. I spent the afternoon getting a haircut and a professional shave, sprinkled with some aftershave (ouch). I picked up my tux and took a long hot shower when I got home. I spent an hour getting dressed, making sure I looked just so. I even had my mom do my bowtie, and she smiled at me like I was the greatest thing to ever happen to her. I suppose before Camilla came along, I was.

“You’re so handsome!” mom said when she was finished and she checked me out like an inspection. I must have passed because she kissed my cheek and hugged me with so much love. Then Camilla did her ‘inspection’ and I passed again.

“You look great, Jon!” she said, giving me her own kiss. I swear she grew two inches since I had met Eva three months before. The prom started at a local restaurant on Long Island Sound, right on the water, at 7:30. I went to pick Eva up at 6:30, stopping there for her parents to get pictures of us. Her father Harold let me in and I sat with him and Walt and Will, talking while the twins were smiling at me with smart ass grins. They knew something I didn’t.

I found out what when Eva came downstairs ten minutes later. She wore a pale pink satin gown with spaghetti straps that was very slinky, clinging close to her body. She wore a pair of matching high heeled sandals in satin as well. Her hair was done up around her head with a few wisps of her hair loose around her ears. Her mother loaned her a set of pearls, a choker, that made her neck look so elegant. Some light makeup, and Eva looked like a goddess to me. Now I knew why her brothers were laughing. They knew I’d be knocked off my feet.

“You’re…a vision of loveliness” I said as I kissed Eva’s cheek so as not to ruin her lipstick.

She smiled at me shyly but she managed to say “Thank you, Jon. I feel very pretty.”

“Pretty doesn’t begin to cover it. You’re stunning, honey.” I kissed her again. Then I gave her a wrist corsage and helped put it on.

“Thank you, sweetheart” Eva said as she kissed my cheek lightly. I got a whiff of her perfume, something soft and expensive smelling, and I thought I would die from happiness.

Her parents took pictures, and even the twins got involved. They stood on either side of their much shorter sister, kissing her cheeks, catching her by surprise. Pics with her parents separately and together. And of course a bunch with me, holding each other, more distant than we would have liked. But we did one picture in which we did hold each other close and gazed into each others eyes. It may have been a posed picture, but there was nothing fake in how we felt taking that picture. We were deeply in love and it showed. She brought a small bag which I took and we said our goodbyes to her family.

Then we had to go back to my house to take more pictures for my family. This time pictures with Camilla, my parents and of us together and this time we had to share a big kiss. We just couldn’t resist. When we finally went to get in my car I helped Eva get back in, with my neighbors standing outside and smiling at us. It was a little embarrassing, but these were people who had known me for most of my life. It was kind of touching. We put her cashmere wrap in the back seat and I drove off to our party.

Around the block, Eva said “Pull over Jon. I just have to kiss you!” Never one to deny a lady, I found a place to pull over and we locked into a huge embrace with a bunch of loving kisses.

“I love you, honey. And I can’t believe how gorgeous you are. You’re going to put all the other girls to shame!”

“I don’t know about that. I do know I’ll be escorted by the most handsome man there. Like the guy in the Marlboro ads. Handsome and rugged!”

“I don’t know about that” I said using her own words, but I was very pleased that she even thought I was anywhere near that good looking. I certainly wasn’t, but in her eyes I was.

“I do. You’re beautiful, Jon. To me. That’s all that matters.” She was right. We kissed again, then took a couple of minutes to let Eva fix her lipstick and we were finally on our way.

The restaurant our class rented out was right on the water of Long Island Sound, by the Throgs Neck Bridge. When it started it was still light outside, but as it got dark and the bridge and the ships and houses along the water lit up, the view became as romantic as could be. We had the best time, dancing with each other to fast and slow songs. I loved holding Eva during those slow songs in front of everyone. not because she was the most beautiful girl there (she was) but because we could show everyone how much we loved each other. Other couples loved each other, but I couldn’t imagine it was nearly what we felt for each other. Maybe I’m biased.

A nice seafood dinner was served, a couple of flasks were discreetly passed around (I declined; I don’t drink and drive) and we talked and laughed with friends and acquaintances and just had a great time. Before dessert was served, we went outside with a few other couples and stared out at the water and the mostly clear sky and just enjoyed being there. It was cool by the water and I put Eva’s wrap around her shoulders.

“Thank you, sweetheart. You always treat me with love. I’m so crazy about you.”

“It’s pretty easy to love you. You’ve got such a wonderful heart.” I kissed her cheek and she smiled.

“Are we going to the beach after the party?”

“That’s the general plan.” It was traditional to go to Jones Beach, a huge beach complex on the south shore of Nassau County, after the prom, build a big fire, and then… That was the tradition, anyway.

“Would you mind if we didn’t go to the beach party? My parents don’t expect me back until noon. I told you, they’re very understanding.”

“I could stay out until late morning. My parents know we’re…intimate. They know this is a special occasion. I have a change of clothes with me, and I know you do. But where should we go?”

“I thought we’d go to a motel, so we could spend the night together. If you want to.” Eva actually looked unsure, like I might say no to her.

“If I want to? You bet your cute little tush I want to. I would love to spend the night alone with you, actually sleep with you, and make love to you in the morning. Things we haven’t been able to do before. I don’t want to share you tonight. Are you sure you want to?”

“I’ve been thinking about it all day, Jon. In fact, we could discreetly slip out now…”

So our decision was made. We said goodnight to a few people, closer friends of mine mostly, and we left about an hour before the party ended. We went to a local Holiday Inn, reliably clean and inexpensive, and I got us a room and asked for a 9AM wake up call. I got our bags and we went to our room on the third floor, incredibly overdressed as other guests stared at us in the lobby and even in the elevator. When we got to our room, we burst out laughing, kissing and hugging. It was that kind of experience.

We stopped laughing pretty quickly; we wanted each other very badly and this was our first chance to take our time with each other and enjoy an entire night together. We held each other and kissed with hungry passion right away. There were no words at first, we kept kissing as she helped me get my jacket off, then my bow tie. “A real bow tie? Not a clip on? I’m impressed!” Eva said with a soft, sexy giggle.

“My mom had to tie it for me” I whispered in her ear while I kissed the side of her face.

“Do me a favor, sweetheart? Don’t mention your mother while we’re doing this.” We laughed again and I promised to not mention my mother again for a while. Eva moaned as I kissed down the side of her neck, her elegant neck with the choker pearls at the base. She tilted her head to the side to give me better access and I resisted the temptation to bite her there but I wasn’t into leaving hickeys. I kept kissing her, down to her shoulder, pulling down the spaghetti strap of her gown. “Jon, that’s wonderful” Eva said as she held my head. “Do the other side too.” I kissed across her chest, pulled down the other strap and kissed her shoulder like I did the other side. I reached behind her and pulled down the zipper in the back, slowly, so we could hear each set of teeth release. The sound was incredibly arousing.

I finally got to the bottom and we let her gown fall down her body, gently floating towards the floor in a soft sound of satin. I took in another great sight as Eva pulled away the nude colored cups over her breasts. She was now just wearing a pair of string panties, nude and lacy, a nude pair of thigh high stockings and her pale pink sandals. Luscious. “Eva, you’re breathtaking. The sexiest woman I’ve ever seen anywhere.” My eyes were devouring her.

“You’re so sweet, baby. You make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world,”

“You are, as far as I’m concerned. You’ll always be the most beautiful woman to me.” I started to unbutton my shirt but Eva stopped me.

“That’s my job, sweetheart.” She kissed my throat as she undid my buttons, kissing my chest as each one was opened. following the way with her lips on my body. I closed my eyes and just concentrated on the sensations, enjoying it most when her tongue snuck out and took a quick taste of my body.

I ran my fingers through her silky hair, then down her spine, making her shiver and moan as she kept going down my body. My shirt was tossed aside and Eva opened my pants, using the same deliberate slow motion to pull my zipper down. We kept kissing all along, and when the zipper was fully down, Eva reached down and let her fingers flutter over the bulge of my cock in my briefs. That made me moan and I was desperate to get out of my pants. I kicked off my shoes as Eva helped me get my pants down, leaving us both in our underwear. As we we wore less, our kisses and touches got more and more passionate. Lust and love make for a great combination, and we were deep in both.

I lifted my petite love and carried her to the bed and laid her down gently. “Be right back, five seconds” I told her before turning on a small lamp and shutting the main room lights. The lamp was far enough from the bed to give us a glow and so that we could see each other without it being uncomfortably bright.

“Take off your briefs before you get in bed with me” Eva said, touching herself over her panties. I stood a couple of feet from the bed and, looking right at her, bent over to slide my briefs down my legs. As I did, Eva lifted her hips and pushed her panties down so she was now just in her stockings and sandals. “Stay there, sweetheart. Stroke your cock and I’ll play with my pussy.” She moved so her legs were apart and I had a straight on look at her lovely pussy.

My cock was hard long before that and seeing her like that, splayed for me, made my dick jump up and down without touching it. “Look what you do to me, sexy lady.” I jumped a couple more times.

“I love how you do that. It does something to me I can’t quite describe. Except to say you turn me on like I’ve never felt with any man I’ve ever fantasized about.” Her fingers were rubbing her lips and I had to grab my cock and stroke it. I never thought about jerking off in front of a woman before, but doing it, actually doing it with the love of my life while she showed herself to me, was incredibly hot. I had my feet apart and my knees were slightly bent as I jerked off slowly and Eva pushed two fingers into her gaping pussy. Her hips came up off the bed when she used a finger on her other hand to rub around her clit. Her hand was shining with her juices which were also dripping along her thighs and down her ass. The sight was so erotic I had to slow things down or I would have cum without even touching her.

“Honey, I need you now. I need your body as well as your heart. I can’t wait” I said desperately.

“Come here, sweetheart. Don’t wait any longer.” She sounded as needy as I was. I moved quickly, getting on the bed and I was inside her in a couple of seconds. Her legs, even smoother than usual in the expensive stockings, were around my back as we fucked each other with abandon. Later we could make love but right then we had urgent needs to attend to. We were both so charged up it didn’t take long at all, maybe a dozen or so thrusts before Eva came, scratching at my back as she gasped. A half dozen more and it was my turn, grabbing her ass with as firm a grip as I could and a series of grunts from deep in my chest. She kissed my neck and my chest before my lips found hers.

“I love you, Eva. More and more every day, Every day.” I kissed her again between deep breaths.

“And I love you too, sweetheart. Amazing man” she said as her nails teased my cheek and neck. Her touch was remarkable.

We laid there with the low glow of the lamp giving us enough light to see in the room. We were on our backs holding hands. After a little while I had to pee so I asked Eva if she wanted to go first. “Thank you for being so chivalrous” she said with a smile. “But you can go first. I’ll get a few things together and then I’ll take my turn. So go ahead, baby. I’m looking forward to spending the night with you. And don’t you think for a minute we’re done for tonight. More fun is coming.”

I kissed her again before going into the bathroom and doing what I had to. Peed, washed up a bit, brushed and flossed. I forgot my underwear so I came out naked and got a round of applause from Eva. “Ballbuster” I said with a grunt and I spanked her gently as I walked by.

“You might be sorry for that when you see what I’m wearing to bed. I may not let you touch me after all” she said with a smile as she ducked into the bathroom.

I knew she’d be a little while so I took out the good hanger i brought with me and I hung up my tux and shirt, wrapped the bowtie around the hook and hung it in the closet, where I noticed Eva had hung up her gown. We were both neat people, which boded well for our future, if we had one.

I was done with what I needed to do so I hopped back into bed and waited for Eva. For the second time that night, Eva was well worth waiting for. Her hair was down past her shoulders and all she wore was a black satin nightie that came down to her upper thighs, It had lace trim at all the edges except the arm holes. But the neckline and the hem were all black lace and she looked seductive as hell. The theory less is more definitely applied.

“Wow. You never stop amazing me” I said with real admiration and desire. “Are you sure you’re just 18? You seduce me like you’re a much older woman!”

“I know what I like and what I want. I went to the lingerie store the other day and picked this little number out. I see you’re impressed” Eva said as she bent one knee and exaggeratedly ran her hand up and down her side, from her thigh to her breast. She knew how to play the part of seductress.

“Impressed doesn’t begin to describe how I’m feeling. Come to bed my love. Let’s see what I really think.”

Eva shut the lamp. The room was dark but there was plenty of ambient light coming through the thin white curtains along the window. There were heavier curtains for when we went to sleep, but that was later. The light in the room made for a very romantic atmosphere.

I held up the blanket and top sheet and Eva climbed in with me. As she snuggled up to me, her petite frame fitting so nicely in my larger build, Eva said “This is another first for me. Have you ever spent the entire night with a girl before?”

“Never. It’s a first for me as well. And you’re not a girl, Eva. You are all woman. A gorgeous, lusty, sexy, brilliant and funny woman. Did I leave anything out?” I said as I kissed her soft lips.

“One thing. Loving. I’m very loving of you, my beautiful man. My sexy man.” We kissed like long term lovers, passionate, hungry and a little wild for each other. We made out like that in bed, rolling with each other around the bed, but slowly, We were deeply passionate but we were taking out time. We had plenty of it that night.

The satin of her negligee felt cool and slippery over my skin, a huge turn on by itself. But it wasn’t nearly as huge a turn on as the woman who was wearing it. Eva was also burning hot inside and her nipples made hard little bumps through the sexy material. I traced my fingers over those thick nubs as we kept kissing and she rubbed her hands over my bare, hairy chest. We were both moaning, both ready for more with my hard cock sliding along her inner thigh, but we both knew the longer we delayed, the more intense our experience would be. So we forced ourselves to keep waiting, touching and teasing but waiting still. I kissed the side of Eva’s neck and down along her shoulder and she closed her eyes and gasped as our tension built.

“Jon, you’re driving me a little crazy! Fuck, more than a little! Take me now! I need you my sexy man!”

“Whenever you want, my darling! I’m more than ready for you, my sexy queen!” I grabbed her and pulled her so she was on top. I hitched up her negligee just enough so I could help her mount me. She lifted her ass just enough to put the head of my cock to her pussy and her eyes went wide as my cock slid into her pussy smooth and easy. Eva then closed her eyes for a minute as she arched her back and ran her hands over her tits and then through her hair. She was so sexy and so sensuous I couldn’t speak. I was overwhelmed by her loveliness and eroticism. She bit her lower lip as her hips moved up and down with my cock embedded deep inside her.

“Honey, if you could see yourself right now, see what I see… the sexiest sight in the world!” I said as my hands caressed her thighs and then up her body both over her negligee and then under it.

“Tell me what you see” Eva asked breathlessly. “Tell me, baby.”

“Your face is stunning and your body is moving like a dance. I wish this moment would never end. I am so deeply in love with you. I am so excited by you.”

Eva opened her eyes and smiled, still lost in her own pleasures. “You bring it out in me, my handsome man. You’re so sexy yourself, my love. She moved slow and steady in what may have been the most amazing sex we’d had up to that point. Our earlier wild fuck was making it easier to keep from rushing this time. Eva had a couple of gentle orgasms, brought along when I used my thumb to pressure her clitoris.

“God, I love when you do that to me!” she said after the second climax. “I don’t want to know who taught you that, though I would like to thank her.” Eva kept grinding her hips on my body and my cock was stirring up her juices. I reached for her hands and we locked fingers as our bodies were locked together. We stared into each others eyes and rode the waves of pleasure we shared.

“I’ll never tell, honey. All that matters is how we’re enjoying each other.”

“No argument here” Eva said as her body got ready to cum again. I was ready as well, and I turned her on her back and moved harder to intensify both our orgasms. She pulled back her legs and pulled down the left side of her negligee, exposing her breast. “Suck me, sexy man.” I couldn’t resist, nor did I want to. My mouth found her nipple and i sucked it as far into my mouth as I could. “Love this, love you” Eva kept moaning.

“I love you too, my wonderful woman. So much” I grunted as I got close to cumming. A minute later it hit me and I thrust deep inside Eva and held my hips there, twitching as I ejaculated thick jets of my cum. The feeling of being filled set Eva off and she dug her fingernails into my biceps as she joined me in her own powerful climax. I fell on her, keeping most of my weight off her body, and I kissed along her neck and up to her lips. “I love you, honey. Always.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.” Eva was looking up at me and that feeling of love was all over her face. I moved to her side and we held each other like our lives depended on it. There was no question in my mind that being in love with each other made our sexual relationship the best it could possibly be.

We nuzzled each other, giggling, playful, loving. We both understood why couples enjoy sleeping together. It could be a lot of fun, especially when it was something new to you.

After a while we took turns using the bathroom and then we settled in to sleep together- actually SLEEP together. In the same bed. Like most couples. Eva snuggled into my arms like she had done on countless occasions, but this was different. This was special.

“Thank you for an amazing night, Jon. I had a really nice time. Maybe the best evening I’ve ever had, maybe except for our first date. That was also amazing. I can’t decide” Eva said, on the verge of sleep.

I kissed her forehead and I whispered “I think it was pretty great too. And we still have the morning. Maybe a shower together.” She just made a contented sound as she drifted off to sleep, still with my arm around her. I wondered if I could fall asleep like that, but I didn’t wonder for long. I must have fallen asleep just a few minutes later.

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The wake up call came at 9 sharp and we stirred slowly in bed. Eva was no longer on top of me but she wasn’t far away in the queen size bed. She rolled towards me and even with sleepy eyes, unbrushed hair and no makeup, she was lovely, just lovely, to me. Her smile alone made my heart leap. “Good morning, my Queen. Did you sleep well?” I asked her very formally.

“Your Queen? Only if you’re my King. And yes, I did sleep very well. You really tired me out there.”

“I can’t be your King. I’d much rather serve you as your peasant. Under your benevolent reign, of course.” We were giggling from the silliness.

“Did you say serve me or service me? Because I can really get into being serviced by you, my King.”

“Servant” I insisted. “My game, my rules.”

“Oh, all right, if you insist” Eva said like I had to force it on her. In reality, she was smiling broadly, thinking about her role in my little fantasy.

“Next time, I’ll be the King and you can be my serving wench” I said, grinning like a fool.

“MMMMM or maybe I can just be my King’s personal plaything. So many possibilities! But for now’, Eva said as she got out of her negligee, “you need to service the needs of your Queen. After I use the bathroom!” She darted, her small breasts jiggling beautifully, for the bathroom, making me wait my turn. I was hard from morning wood (a piss hardon) as well as from looking forward to our kinky fun. But I had to empty my bladder first. Actually, I realized I was bursting.

I knocked on the door “Eva, honey, are you done in there?” I asked, pleading a bit.

“In a few minutes! I’ve got to brush my teeth and a thing or two!”

As long as she was done with the toilet, I was going in there. I opened the door and hustled for the bowl and Eva screamed “Jon, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind? Get out!”

“Can’t do it, I’ve got to pee, desperately!” I stood there and I peed in front of Eva, standing a few feet away at the sink, in front of the mirror, with a dumbfounded look on her face. I let out a deep sigh as relief washed over me. I pushed my cock downwards to get my urine in the bowl where it belonged, all while Eva glared at me. Not me so much as at my cock while it gradually softened as the pressure from my bladder eased and my erection faded. I wasn’t worried about that; we’d bring it back to full staff in mere seconds when we got to it. But before it went completely soft, Eva reached over and gently took my cock into her right hand as pee kept flowing through my pipe. Now I was dumbfounded as she felt the stream pass through. In seconds, just as I was done relieving myself, I went full on hard. I had to shake off the last drops with a stiffy,

“Eva? Are you going to let go of my dick any time soon?” She was lost in some sort of sexual new world and didn’t seem to fully hear me.

“Huh? Oh, um… not yet. Come here.” I flushed the toilet and shuffled next to her, still with her fingers holding me lovingly. She ran the water in the sink and soaped her hand and then she washed my cock with tender loving care, kneeling in front of me as she lathered me up. While she did, I leaned over a little and washed my hands. This was a little weird and totally hot. She stood up and brought my cock over the sink and rinsed it off thoroughly, “There. All ready to make your Queen very happy.” She stood up on her toes and kissed me with love and playfulness.

“Let me just brush my teeth, my darling. Stay right here.” I brushed quickly as Eva stood near me, twisting back and forth like a little sex kitten, a little giggle escaping her mouth.

“You’ve got me so hot, baby” she whispered in my ear before licking it. I nearly spit out my toothpaste before I was done, but I got my composure and rinsed out my mouth while the tip of her tongue poked in my ear. I dried my face and turned and picked Eva up under her arms and knees like she weighed nothing at all. I laid my Queen on the bed and got on myself, leaning over her and kissed her warmly. She stroked my cheek and said “You’re all rough, like sandpaper. It’s very masculine, very sexy. Usually your Queen would tell you to shave before touching Us, but We’ll forgive you this time, knave.” She was getting into this, even using the Royal forms “we” and “us” instead of “I” or “me”, and it was fun and funny, and it was sexy as hell.

“Now service your Queen, knave. Eat the royal pussy!”

I almost laughed too hard to get anything done but I got myself together enough to get back into the swing of things. “As you wish, m’lady. I am here to serve my Queen” I said as I put my head between her legs and licked at her swollen lips. I rubbed my face back and forth, holding onto her thighs as I probed and explored Eva’s sweet gash. She shuddered, then her body tensed up as I hit her most sensitive places, and then she gasped as her legs flailed around my head. “Am I pleasing you, my Queen? Am I serving you well?” I said with a slight laugh.”

“Very well, my knave. Exceptionally well. But don’t stop servicing Us” my Queen said as she climbed the ladder towards her climax. I went back at her, sucking on her lips, sucking her whole pussy as I swirled around her clit. A minute more of that and her body shook all over and I made her clit bounce on the tip of my tongue. My Queen cried out as she pulsed and her ass cheeks clenched as she came hard for me. Her legs kept jerking in spasm. I kissed my way back up her body, until I got to her lips.

“May I kiss my Queens sweet lips?”

“Of course, knave. After doing such a wonderful job We would be a negligent Queen to ignore my knave.”

“Um, my Queen, you do know the term ‘knave’ is for an unscrupulous man.”

Eva, my Queen, looked at me like she lost her mind. “It is not!”

“Yes it is, my genius. I guarantee it.”

“Fuck! I was calling you that all during our game! I’m sorry! I’ll make you a Knight! Sir Sexy Man!”

“I think since Magna Carta even your Majesty has limits on whom she can name a knight.” We were having fun with this,

“Well, I know one way I can make this up to my poor serf. A personal service by the Queen!”

I was all ready to let Eva do her magic on me when I looked at the time. It was 10:20 and we had to check out at 11! “No time, my Queen! We’re running very late! Hurry, I’ll shave and start the shower! You pack what you can and I’ll get the rest. We’ll shower together and NO funny business. We’ve got 40 minutes to check out!” We were abuzz, running around to get things packed, taking a quick shower together, grooming as best we could and dressing and gathering the previous nights things. We were on line to check out at the front desk at 11, so we were safe, or I would have been stuck for an extra half day. Not the end of the world but why pay it if it’s unnecessary? Besides, we were starved; it was 14 hours since we last ate and we burned off a lot of energy since then. On the way to another local diner, Eva was upset.

“Ok, honey, what’s wrong? Please tell me.”

“You did such a wonderful job servicing your ‘Queen’ and I didn’t do anything for you, except I got you all turned on. I’m sorry, sweetheart, I really am.”

“Please don’t feel bad. I had a great time this morning. You’ll make it up to me during the week. Maybe tomorrow. I’m not upset, so you’re not allowed to be.”

“You’re the best boyfriend imaginable. Thank you, Jon, my love. I will make it up to you, I promise.” We sat and had a big breakfast, then I dropped her at home just before noon and I was home just after. My parents were cool, and even Camilla didn’t tease me or break balls. I think she understood enough to know not to made a bid deal of things.

There was no homework that weekend because of the prom, but there was studying, and that’s what I was doing when my phone rang at 4. Figuring it was Eva, I answered “Hello, my beautiful Queen.”

Then Adrienne’s voice came over the phone line. “I guess that was for Eva? Hi Jon, how have you been?”

“Uh, hey Ade, I’m good, I tried to call you a few times and you didn’t answer or return my calls.”

I know. I couldn’t talk to you, Jon. I was so upset. And I’m sorry. I wasn’t upset about that stupid towel. Well, a little, maybe. I was upset because…I knew for certain you and Eva were a permanent thing, that it wasn’t going to change. I was foolish. I’m so sorry. Really, Jon.”

“Ade you don’t need to apologize. I knew why you were so upset. It’s forgotten. I still love you.”

“Jon, could you still be my escort Friday night? I know it’s kind of last moment, but I have no one else to go with.” She sounded very sad and I wanted to help her. But it wasn’t only my decision.

“Ade, I have to call you back. Five minutes, all right? Talk to you in a few.” I immediately called Eva. It was her decision as much as mine.

After saying our hellos and I love yous, I got to the point. “Honey, Adrienne called me and to make a long story short, she asked if I would still take her to her prom. I told her I had to talk about it with you first. I know a couple of weeks ago you said it was al right with you, but I wanted to make sure you still felt that way. If you don’t, then that’s it.”

“Jon, you can’t put this all on me. If I was inclined to say no, I don’t want you to take her, then you and Adrienne will be finished as friends. She’ll be hurt and she’ll blame it on me. You’ve said she was your best friend before I came along. I can’t take someone that important from you. In the long run that would hurt you too, and I don’t want to do anything that will hurt you. I love you too much for that. Besides, I trust you. Whether I trust Adrienne or not doesn’t matter. I trust you. That’s al that matters. So go ahead. It’s fine, I promise.”

“And I promise you, Adrienne and I are going as friends only.” We talked a little longer and then I got off the phone so I could call Ade back. I told her I’d be glad to escort her and I could hear her smile over the phone.

“Thank you, Jon, from the bottom of my heart. And thank Eva for me, please. I can’t imagine this is easy for her.”

“She’s good with this, Ade. She want’s to be your friend because she knows how special you are to me. And you’ll always be special to me, whatever happens with me and Eva. I promise. We’re friends for 14 years. I hope we stay friends for life.”

“Me too. So, Friday night, ok? Be at my house by 7? We’ll do some pictures and then the prom starts at 7:30. And Jon? Thank you again.”

“It’s my pleasure, Ade. See you Friday.”

Eva and I saw each other a few times during the week. We made love once and another time she gave me a fantastic blowjob in my car as payback for Saturday morning. She didn’t rush, instead drawing it out, bringing me to the brink of cumming before cooling me down a couple of times, then bringing me to a howling orgasm. I can’t speak for other guys, but she knew her way around my body. That was more than good enough for me.

Friday, after school, Eva and I spent an hour together, just hugging and cuddling in my car before I had to pick up my tux again (Milton gave me a break this time; it was the same exact tux) and get ready to drive up to Westchester. She was a little upset when we had to say goodbye, not because of Adrienne, but because Friday night was our date night. We went out together ever Friday night. Saturdays sometimes we went out and others we stayed in and took it easy, but Friday was always date night. “Call me tomorrow when you wake up? I know you’ll be home late tonight. Actually, if her parents ask if you want to stay over rather than driving an hour home late at night, do it. I’d actually feel better if you did. Not that I’ll know. Just be safe, sweetheart. I love you.”

I touched her cheek and Eva smiled, with a touch of sadness. “Honey, thank you. I’ll stay if they ask. And we’ll make up for tonight tomorrow. We’ll do something fun. Then we’ll do something REALLY fun!” I said as I kissed her passionately.

“Don’t count on the last part. I should be getting my period any day now, either tomorrow or Sunday. But I can make my sexy man happy” she said, giving my cock a squeeze.

“As delicious as that sounds, if you have to go without, so can I. There’s plenty of ways for us to have fun without sex.”

“We’ll worry about it tomorrow. Now go, before I drag you into my house and tie you up.”

“Oh that could be fun! We’ll have to try that sometime!” We laughed and we kissed, and we said our goodbyes for the night. I went home, a little bummed out myself, picked up the tux, showered, shaved and was on my way. Her parents, Marvin and Sandy, who were like second parents to me, met me at the door and kept me company while we waited for Adrienne to make her entrance. They offered to let me sleep over and I accepted, gratefully, and they called my parents to let them know, which I know was a relief for them as well. Then Adrienne came down and she looked great, almost as great as Eva did the previous week. Her gown was black chiffon over a black shell. Her hair flowed all around her shoulders with a nice wave styled in. If I was a less faithful type of man…

“Ade, you look amazing! Really.” I kissed her cheek and she smiled at me with bright, red lipstick contrasting her almost milk-white skin.

“Thanks, Jon. You look very handsome yourself.” She held my hand a moment and said, softly “Thank you for doing this. I appreciate it. And make sure you thank Eva.” We took pictures (it’s a routine) and we headed to the country club that was hosting the prom.

Ade’s prom was fancier than mine had been; she lived in a rich area and the families had money and it showed. It was in the catering hall of a country club, with really nice decorations and excellent food, a seven piece band…you get the idea. We sat at a table with her closest friends, who were all there with dates, not escorts. I did my best to make her feel special, dancing close with her during the slow numbers, but I did not kiss her besides on her cheek a couple of times. I didn’t want to lead her on. It was fun, a lovely evening…and I missed Eva in a way that was almost painful. My heart was hers, all the way, and I felt like I made a mistake escorting my friend.

When the party was over, we were invited to join a large group at an after party at one guys house. Adrienne wanted to go, but I got the impression this was going to be a make-out party (and a lot more) and I couldn’t do that. Not with her. When I told her that it wasn’t what I wanted to do, Adrienne said, frustrated, “Why the hell not, Jon? It’s just some kissing and stuff.”

“Ade, you know why not. I’m in love with Eva and I’m not cheating on her. You knew that when we made the plans. Besides, you know there’s going to be a lot of hooking up going on there. That can’t happen.”

“Oh for Christs sake, what’s your problem? Am I that repulsive to you? Don’t you find me attractive? I know how I look in this gown; you could practically tear it off me tonight and do what you want. I’ll never tell. Eva won’t know.” She was practically pleading.

“I’LL know. I won’t do that to her. I can’t, Adrienne. If I was asking you advice about another girl as my friend, what would you tell me? Would you tell me to do it, to cheat on Eva?” I was annoyed with her and it showed.

“It’s not some other girl. It’s me, we’re as close as friends could be, and dammit, I want you tonight. I’ve wanted you for a long time. Please, Jon. Don’t make me beg.” There were tears forming in her eyes and I felt godawful for both of us. I was disappointing her and it hurt her. But I just couldn’t do what she asked me to do.

“Ade…”

“Don’t call me that!” she said, almost shouting at me. Other people were staring at us now. This was getting very bad. “Don’t act like you care about me!”

“I do care about you. A lot. But I’m not going to sleep with you. Let’s go, I’d better take you home.” I took her hand and she yanked it away.

“Don’t bother! I’ll find another ride from a real friend!” That hurt me, bad, and I was getting just as angry as she was. But I held my temper. I didn’t want to say something I couldn’t take back.

“Adrienne, are you sure? I don’t like the idea of leaving you here like this.” A friend of hers, Karen, came over and said “I’ll make sure she gets home all right. Just go, Jon. You’ve hurt her enough.” Great, someone who didn’t even know the whole story was interfering. I was feeling like a fool.

“Fine. When you’re ready to talk rationally, you know my number” I said, harshly, as I left on my own. When I got to my car I was in a rage. I was angry and hurt and it was because I was trying to be a decent guy and keep my promise to my girlfriend.

It was after 11 and I wanted, I needed to see Eva, but I wouldn’t get there until at least midnight. I felt bad calling her house at that hour, but I needed to talk to her. I pulled into a gas station and while the attendant gassed up my car, I used the pay phone and called Eva’s house. Her father answered, not thrilled to be answering the phone at 11:15, but he could tell I sounded upset and he called Eva to pick up her extension.

“Jon? What’s wrong? Are you ok?”

“I am definitely NOT ok. This has been a terrible evening. I’ll be back in Queens in about an hour. Could I come over and talk? No funny business, I just want to talk.”

“Sure, come on over. I’ll be waiting for you. We’ll go for coffee and talk. Just drive safely, sweetheart. I love you.”

“I love you too honey. I’ll be careful. See you in about an hour.”

I drove carefully, as I promised I would and I got to Eva’s house in a little less than an hour. She came down her path as soon as she saw me pull up and she got in the car. Before I pulled away, I held her in my arms and kissed her with all my love. Then I started crying. I needed to.

Eva just held me and let me cry, not rushing me to drive away, even though we were right in front of her house and some lights were on. After a couple of minutes she asked me if I wanted her to drive and I told her I’d appreciate it if she would. So I got out and went around my car and she slid over and, for the first time she drove my car. She had to move the bench seat all the way forward to reach the pedals and it made me chuckle a little, which made me feel a little better. We went to the local diner and got seated at a small table. We got decaf coffee and a couple of pieces of pie and I told her how what started out as a nice evening ended in a disaster.

It wasn’t easy for Eva to listen to the story. Telling her pretty much ended any chance of her and Adrienne becoming friends. And it also meant my friendship with Adrienne was all but over. It would be too much to ask Eva to forget what Adrienne tried to get me to do, which was cheat on Eva. What was killing me was the thought that I lost Ade as a friend, for good. If Eva and I broke up some day, I would be without both of them. I was angry at Ade for putting me in that spot.

When I finished the story, we were done with our coffee and pie. We sat silently for a while while Eva tossed the story over in her head. “I’m sorry this hurt you so much, sweetheart. I’m sorry she put you in that position. But I’m very happy my boyfriend is so trustworthy. I trusted you tonight, and I’ll always trust you. Did she really look as good as you said?” Eva asked closely.

“If anything I understated it. She was stunning. And when we danced all I could think of was how much I missed you. I love Adrienne, as a friend, nothing more. I care about her. I’m probably going to lose her now. But losing you would be a thousand times worse.” I reached for her hand and squeezed gently. “Maybe a million times worse. I’m so deeply in love with you. If we weren’t so young…”

“What, Jon? If we weren’t so young what?”

“I think I’d ask you to marry me. Ridiculous, right?”

“I don’t think so. I might even say yes.”

We were looking at each other like we couldn’t believe what we were saying to each other. Like we were crazy people. And we looked it. I was in a tuxedo and Eva was in comfortable jeans and a long sleeve patterned shirt. Incongruous didn’t begin to describe us. Neither of us knew what to say next.

Eva finally spoke. “Jon, take me somewhere and make love to me. Our parking place, the football field, somewhere, anywhere. Somewhere.” I paid the check and we got in my car and went to our little parking area. There was another car there, but there was plenty of room for me to park. I got my blanket (it got washed very frequently) and we stretched out in the backseat, as best we could. We cuddled so closely it seemed like we had all the room in the world.

Our lips were in constant contact, mixing small kisses with big ones, touching gently and firmly, needing each other. We got Eva out of her pants and panties, then we got my pants down but she asked me to keep my ruffled shirt on. “You look so damn sexy in that shirt” she said with a lusty chuckle.

“You look so damn sexy in anything” I replied. “Or even nothing at all.” I kissed her as the head of my hard dick moved through her pubic hair.

“Gee, thanks. You make a girl feel so beautiful” she said as she pulled my head to her left breast. “Yes, suck my nipple. That feels so good, my love.” Her legs were wide apart then and my cock found its way to the opening to her pussy. An easy thrust forward and we were locked together, blissfully connected as waves of love and passion flowed between us. I put my arms under Eva’s knees, pushing her legs further back, giving me a better angle to give her the most pleasure possible. My cock was rubbing along her clit with each stroke and she shuddered each time. We kept kissing instead of talking, then I went back to suck one of her nipples and Eva came from the additional attention. Her hips wiggled under me, giving my cock some intense sensations via my glans. Her movements spurred me to speed up my own movements and soon we were on the brink of a mind blowing climax.

She was there first; her previous orgasms had her constantly on the edge of the biggest one. “Jon, hurry. I’m trying to wait for you, my love. Don’t make me wait too long.”

“Almost my darling” I whispered, then a few more strokes and I was there with her. I grunted, arched my back, and we shared an incredible, loving orgasm that took our senses away. We held each other, sharing our warmth and our love, barely moving.

I stayed inside Eva until my cock shriveled and fell out of her pussy, leaking some of our mutual fluids onto the blanket. We kept touching each other, loving the contact and emotional connection. It was late now, after 2. I had taken off the next day from work, like I had the week before. It was a good thing I did; there was no way I would have been in any condition to go into work the next (same) day. My employers were understanding; prom season only comes around once in a lifetime.

We got dressed again and sat there for a while, cuddled and warm. But there was a big goose egg hanging in the air between us.

I spoke first. “Honey, were we serious when I asked about if I was to ask you to marry me, and you said you might say yes? If we weren’t still so young.”

“In the moment, I think we were. I’ve thought about it…well, fantasized might be more accurate. I’m deeply in love with you too. It would have to be a REALLY long engagement” she giggled.

“Yeah, years long. I think our parents would have a stroke. All four of them.”

We sat there, holding hands. We knew we had to leave but we didn’t want to. “Jon, there’s something else we have to talk about. A more immediate problem. My camp contract is still on my desk. Am I going to go there this summer? Are you sure you couldn’t come work there with me? I don’t know how we’ll do apart all summer, except on my one day off each week. I’ll be miserable without you, baby.” For the second time that night, I had a woman crying because of me. I was emotionally exhausted. But I couldn’t leave her hanging.

“Honey, I can’t. It sounds like a great way to spend the summer. But I made a commitment that will pay me most of the money I need during the year. I don’t have a few hundred thousand dollars waiting for me, Eva. I don’t want to ask my parents for money beyond what they’re already giving to help pay for school and other basic expenses.”

“What if I helped you to make up the difference from what you’ll earn in camp to what you’ll earn at the print shop?”

I looked at her like she was a little crazy. “No way. I’m not taking your money, Eva. I couldn’t.”

“But you can let me pay for a hotel room or when we go to dinner sometimes? What’s the difference there?” she asked, clearly hurt. It was hard to explain how it was different, but for me it was different.

“Honey, it’s been a really long day and a rough evening. Can we talk this over tomorrow? I promise. You can come to my house or I’ll come to you, whichever you like. Just give me until 1PM. Please?” I was actually pleading with her, That’s how exhausted I was.

“Fine, Tomorrow, We have to figure this out, Jon.” She tried to be cold but I could see the love in Eva’s eyes.

We held hands while I drove and within ten minutes we were at her house. We shared our goodnight kisses and hugs in my car, and when she went to get out of my car, I moved to get out my side to walk her to the door as usual. “No, sweetheart, don’t. You’re tired; I can see it in your eyes. Just watch me until I get in my house. I love you, Jon. Call me tomorrow when you wake up. I’ll be awake.”

“I’m too beat to argue with you, honey. I love you too. I’ll call and we’ll figure it out. Goodnight.” I watched until she got to the door, waved at me, and then got in her house. I wearily drove home, which thankfully was only five minutes away. I was half asleep opening the front door but before I went to sleep I knocked on my parents door to let them know I was home; they had expected me to sleep at Adrienne’s parents house. I told them I’d talk to them in the morning, went to my room, got out of my tux and got into bed in the nude. I couldn’t even brush my teeth or wash my body. That’s how wiped out I was. I was asleep in seconds, and slept until 11 in the morning.

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When I got up, I called Eva right away, before even going to the bathroom. She offered to come to my house and I told her to come over after 1:30 so I’d have time to eat, clean up and come back to life. After we hung up, I went to use the bathroom and shave and shower. When I was done, I finally felt fit to join my family. Camilla was at a friends house, which was lucky; it was easier to talk to my parents without her there. I told them about how ugly things got with Adrienne, and they were very supportive, agreeing that Ade had been way out of line. I hoped it wouldn’t hurt their friendship with Marvin and Sandy.

Then I brought up the other thing that was bothering me. “Eva’s working at a sleepaway camp like she does every summer. It means we’d see each other once a week, her day off, and that’s if I can get the same day off. She asked me if I wanted to work there for the summer, and it sounds great but there are downsides. First, I wouldn’t see you and Camilla all Summer, then I’d have only about 5 days home before I have to be at school. Second, I’ll make a lot less money, at least a thousand dollars less. And I committed to Sy and Marilyn (owners of the print shop) to work all Summer so they could cover vacations. I really don’t know what to do. Eva’s going to be here at 1:30 to talk about this and I just don’t have a clue.”

My parents both reached for one of my hands and I felt a lot of love and support in that simple gesture. I’d always been able to talk to them, come to them with any problem. I was very lucky; I knew some of my classmates who barely talked to their parents at all. My father spoke for them. “Jon, forget the commitment to Sy and Marilyn. Even forget about spending time with us. Do you think not seeing Eva would hurt your relationship? I mean seeing her just once a week or even less.”

“It couldn’t be good for it. But I trust her like she trusted me with Adrienne. She won’t end up in some summer relationship and neither will I.”

“And then you’ll be together most of your free time at school, right? So it’s a summer. I know, eight weeks will feel like a long time. But if you think you can survive it, let her go. But if you feel you need to be with her all Summer, go work with her. The money we’ll work out. We can help you.”

“No way. You’re doing enough for me. And now that you’re sick, mom, you need to save your money where you can.”

She answered that time. “Jon, a thousand dollars isn’t going to change our lives. You’re our son and we will do whatever we have to to help you. Personally, I think you should keep your word to your employer. They’ve been very good to you the last two years. But you also have to do what will be best for you, and only you can know what that is.”

It was my decision. They weren’t going to make it for me, which was the right way to handle things. Actually, Eva and I had to figure it out together. But my parents gave me good advice.

Eva was right on time and, after saying hi to my parents, we went up to my room to talk privately. I just had to leave the door cracked open a little bit. Parent’s house, parent’s rules.

I started talking first. “Honey, you trusted me last night, right? At any time before I called you, were you worried I might not be faithful to you?”

“No. Not at all. I knew I could trust you. I wasn’t worried at all.”

“Well, it’s the same for me. I’m not concerned you might meet someone at camp and break things off with me. And I’m not going to look to meet anyone here. What I’m saying, Eva, honey, is I promised my bosses I would be there this summer. They’re counting on me. If it wasn’t for that, my promise to them, I would love to work at camp. So it’s not even about the money. I made a commitment. But before we make it final, let me ask you something: Do you think our relationship is strong enough to be apart most of the Summer?”

“I do. I’m not getting involved with anyone at camp and I know you won’t be looking either. But I’m going to miss you if I go. More than I’ll miss my family.” Eva took me in her arms and kissed me a few times. “I love you so much. It’s going to hurt being without you almost all Summer.”

“Same here. But once we get through the Summer, we have so much time to look forward to. We’ll be together all year long afterwards. I mean, not all the time. All we need is one cooperative,,,, or one mostly absent… roommate and we’ll have so much time together we’ll grow to hate each other!” I said with a big grin.

“Never! Boy, you’re something else, last night suggesting marriage and today talking about hating each other. That’s ten years for some couples.” We hugged a while, gently rocking back and forth. We couldn’t do more with my parents in the house. “Jon, are you certain? If you want me to, I’ll do something else for the Summer, the day camp at the ‘Y’ (the YM-YWHA). I know we’ll be all right in the long run, but I just don’t want to be apart so long.” Her hand brushed my cheek and her lips teased mine.

“Honey, I’m not going to tell you what you should do. I can only tell you I’ll miss you if you go, miss you like crazy. But I love you so much that I want you to do what’s best for you. If Surprise Lake (her camp) is what you want to do, I say go for it. It’s not even far away, about an hour and a half each way?”

“Yes, about that, just north of West Point, on the east side of the Hudson. You’ll come visit when you can?”

“Honey, you couldn’t keep me away. I’ll be there each week as long as I can get the same days off. Please, do this, love. I want you to do what makes you happy.”

“If I did that right now, your parents would banish me from their house” Eva said with a lusty kiss. “Seriously, you’re sure? I would be going eight days after our graduation.”

“Eva, go already!” I said with a smile. “Think how special it will be every time we see each other. We may just get a motel room and shack up all day long.”

“Sounds perfect! Thinking about it makes me wish we were alone right now.” A few more kisses.

“Good, because they should be going food shopping soon. Let’s go downstairs for a while. We should be alone soon.”

“What about Camilla? I don’t want her coming home too early.”

“She’s at a birthday party until 4. If my parents leave in the next hour, we’ll have plenty of time.”

We went downstairs and sat with my father while my mom was getting ready. She was the type of woman who went nowhere without all her makeup on. “You never know who you’re going to run into” she always said.

My dad asked me to help him with something in the garage, his code for talking to me alone. When we got there he spoke to me. “Jon, I’m not going to tell you to ‘behave’ while we’re gone. I pretty much know better. But remember your sister will be home after 4, and you need to be presentable when she gets home. And open your window. I don’t want a repeat of the last time.”

It was a little embarrassing talking so bluntly about this with him, but I appreciated him being so reasonable. “We’ll be…respectful, dad. I promise. That’s about all I can say about this to you.”

I went back inside and he waited for mom in the car. Five minutes later, they were on their way to the supermarket and Eva and I, after waiting a ‘respectful’ amount of time, went back up to my room.

“What did your father say to you in the garage?” she asked. “Although I’m pretty sure I can guess the general subject.”

“You really want to know?” She nodded that she did. “He pretty much knows we’re going to be together now, though no details, and he reminded me Cammy will be home after 4 and we should be, and I quote, ‘presentable’ by then. Sorry, you wanted to know.”

Eva was a bit red in the face. “I guess I knew that they know about us, like my parents, but it’s just weird knowing they know…you know?” We both laughed as we started kissing each other.

“I know. I also know Cammy’s going to be home in a little over an hour. I intend to make sure my girlfriend is very, very happy before then. VERY happy.”

“Baby, you always make me happy, VERY happy, what ever we do. In bed, in your car, or in a museum or dancing with you. I’ve never been so happy in my life.” Her big brown eyes were shining. Then she slowly, teasing, unbuttoned her short sleeve blouse and I watched her, never taking my eyes off her. Next she reached behind her and her bra came loose and she tossed it on the floor. Eva licked her fingers on both hands and closed her eyes and sighed as she traced them around her areolas so those lovely pink rings shone from moisture.

“You are the sexiest woman I can imagine” I whispered, barely loud enough for her to hear. “You’ve got my cock hard already.”

“Really?” Eva said in her own lusty whisper. Her eyes were open only halfway. “You can show me if you like. In fact, I insist. Let me see how hard you are for me baby.”

I stood up in front of Eva as she sat on the side of my bed. I opened my pants while she kept playing around her nipples, flicking them with her nails every few seconds, making her gasp. I pulled down my denim cutoff shorts followed by my briefs and Eva saw how excited I was for her. I was fully hard, all six inches stiff from my groin with its slight upwards curve. “MMMMM” she moaned and without warning, she leaned forward and licked all around my dick, head and shaft, and it was my turn to moan. She kept bouncing my cock off her tongue while she looked up at my face, seeing the lust all over me. I reached down and pinched her right nipple, not too hard, but Eva cried out anyway while not missing a second of teasing my cock.

“You’re a naughty, naughty girl” I said as forcefully as I could manage. “You really should be spanked for being such a bad girl.”

“You think so?” she replied as she held onto my cock. “You think you should discipline me, sir? It might improve my behavior.” I could see it in her face; Eva wanted to explore this with me. And she knew she could trust me not to get carried away and hurt her.

“I think you need some discipline, young lady. Stand up and take off your panties.”

“I like giving you my panties, sir. I like thinking about what you do with them when you’re alone. It makes my pussy wet and my clit tingle.”

“We’ll make it do more than tingle, but first…” I sat down, my cock sticking up and pointing towards my face as Eva bent slightly forward, reached under her short black skirt, and pulled her panties slowly down her legs. I was practically salivating watching her. She knew how to tease me. She was becoming an expert at it.

Eva laid herself over my lap, her cute, round ass sticking up in the air enough for her to feel my dick on her tummy but not so she would press down too hard on me. I took my right hand and first caressed her, from her lower back, over the curve of her ass, then down the back of her thighs. Eva was mewling, sounds of excitement and contentment which I broke by bringing my hand down firmly on her right cheek, a loud cracking sound that caught her off guard.

“Ouch! Sir, that hurt!” she cried but she didn’t move to get away. I knew I didn’t hit her too hard.

“Don’t complain, or it will be all the worse for you” I admonished her.

“Yes sir” Eva whimpered while wiggling around on my lap. Another somewhat hard smack on her left cheek and she cried out again, but didn’t complain. Both her cheeks had a pink hue that looked incredibly sexy. I repeated my pattern, slapping each cheek twice more and I could feel Eva’s moisture oozing onto my thigh. “Sir, please, I’ve had enough. I’ll be a good girl. I promise!”

“Not TOO good, now. A little naughty is a good thing.”

“Yes sir! I’ll show you just how naughty I can still be!” Eva hopped up to her feet, ditched her skirt and pushed me onto my back and helped me swing my legs so I was on my bed in the right direction. She got on my body, her face over my cock and her pussy in my face. “Now eat me sir! Eat my pussy like only you know how to do!”

She didn’t have to ask me again. I pulled her cheeks apart, which opened her pussy for me and I licked her all around her lips. While I probed her sweet little pussy, her mouth was doing wonderful things to my dick, kissing the head all around, before engulfing me to where the head was in her throat. Fuck, that was heaven, especially when she tried to swallow.

I couldn’t tell her though, because my mouth was busy licking her lips and then her clit. Her reddish cheeks were shimmying just in front of my eyes as I hit her most sensitive places, which I had memorized by that point. She was so worked up already that I was treated to a small stream of her sweet juices that soaked my cheeks and my chin.

Meanwhile, Eva pushed my cock flat to my tummy and she gave my balls a nice wet tongue bath. She went back and forth, giving my balls some loving attention before working on my cock again, using her tongue in her now expert ways. I pushed one finger into her clenching pussy while I teased around her clit, then i gave her another finger, which made her cum with a tight grip on my fingers and a humming on my cock that made my legs shake. I could have cum with just a few more minutes of that loving play, but we both needed a little more. Wordlessly, I slid out from under her, quickly remembered to open my window (Eva looked at me quizzically) before I said “I want to fuck you from behind, baby. I want to pound my cock into your hot cunt.”