Rolling gently as the ocean tide, I fucked sweet Sarah, kissing her as I thrust. The feeling absolutely heavenly, even with the condom. I meant to try and cum in her mouth, but she just felt too good. The raging flood bursting forth from within me, filling up the condom. Sarah howling like a banshee as we came in sweet unison.
We spooned again, our warm bodies pressed together in the dark. I could feel Sarah moving to leave. I held her a little tighter before releasing again. I wasn’t trying to keep her there. Just let her know that she could stay. After a moment, I could feel her relax against me.
Chapter Nine
Sarah
Everything was a matter of degrees. While what I was doing with Cooper would have been considered casual dating, probably just a couple of steps above casual sex, it was still more than I ever thought I would have. Nothing quite like having a dad in prison to color your view of men. Though, also, there was that I was all of eighteen when I made the life-changing decision to go to law school and not have a relationship ever. I thought I knew everything there was to know about life and what I wanted from it.
Cooper had screwed that right up. Though to be fair, I had started to have my doubts long before I had met him. Not wanting a relationship hadn’t kept me from getting horny, and it seemed the older I got, the higher my sex-drive rose. By the time I came across Cooper’s that fateful day I was masturbating up to three times a day. It probably would have been more if I wasn’t so swamped.
There was something about my friend’s brother that struck me like nothing else ever had. It wasn’t just his looks and body, though they didn’t hurt. It took a while to realize, but what attracted me most to Cooper was that he seemed to have a tragic element. A deep wound and a burning rage that hid a deep sensitivity. His outside bad boy persona was at least partly a way to protect himself. I could defiantly relate.
I had been playing a role, trying to change myself since my late teens. Not daring to admit to the vapid, ignorant, selfish party girl I had been. All my things bought with stolen money. The Donna Karen dress and Mustang were the only things I had left from that life, and I only kept them because they had been from my mom, who was as shocked as I was to find out what my dad had been up to. Fun had become the enemy and leisure to be avoided. I had to atone for who I had been and try and make right at least some of the damage my dad had done. I had stopped going to Mass when I was 12 but was still well acquainted with the notion of penance.
I felt sick when I woke up. I figured it must have been the Jello I’d had at midnight the previous night. A much-needed break from near relentless ravaging Cooper was giving me. I loved every minute of it but eventually needed a break to recharge. We had been dating about a month, spending every weekend together, neither of us much good for anything after a standard workday. Fortunately, we were both allowed a half-day on Friday. Cooper would be there like clockwork. Some new and interesting music playing on the radio as he whisked me away to fuck me insensible for the better part of the next two days.
It was a Saturday morning when the wave of queasiness crashed upon my shore. Cooper held me gently from behind, as was his custom. My role seemed to be a teddy bear as much as his lover. Not that I minded, of course. It felt perfect to be held like that. To feel truly loved.
I almost didn’t notice at first. The light caress of his hand as it moved over my belly and onto my pelvis. The gentle kisses on the back of my neck confirmed things even before he first touched my pussy. As Coop stared to stroke, I began to forget how sick I had been feeling. It was happening. He was going to fuck me, and I very much wanted him to.
We didn’t do oral, not that morning. Cooper didn’t even make me turn over. Tucking his hand under my knees, he pulled them up near my boobs, leaving room for him to press the warm head of his cock against my quivering pussy right where we were. He squeezed me tight and kissed my neck as he eased inside. A soft moan escaped me as our bodies came together most gracefully. Giving me a moment to get used to being filled up so deeply, the fit in my pussy still quite snug, my sexy man started to move. He worked his thick cock inside me, urging my pussy into a wonderful frenzy.