Sitting at the couch I was still tired from the night before, and adding that to the hangover, I struggled to keep awake. I stared vacantly out the window as my friends played the X-Box. The rain of the early morning had turned the garden into a dripping green, vibrant and misty, and it looked amazing. My friend had always had a nice garden as his mother spent a lot of time working in it to get it looking like that. But soon I wasn't focussed on the garden any more.
My friend had just turned twenty two weeks ago and we had been going out more and more, spending the early hours of the morning at the casino in the city. He suggested that we go back to his place and sleep the night. A bit misleading really, none of us slept at all. He lived about half an hour from my place, with his parents, and his younger sister. And that's who this story involves most of all.
As I said, I was sitting in the couch gazing into space when she walked across my view, strange at that hour of the morning. What was stranger was that she had no top on. Nothing. She was eighteen years old and fully developed, but she was one of my best friend's sisters, and that kind of thing is territory you do not touch. So I hadn't paid a lot of attention to her, other then the faint acknowledgement at the back of my mind that she was turning into a stunner. But here she was, parading around the backyard with not shirt on, her firm young breasts a sight to behold. I went dry mouthed and I know my face must have flushed, but luckily my friends were too engrossed in their game to notice. But she did.
She turned towards the clothesline, towards the window, hand outstretched to presumably pull off a bra and shirt. When she looked in the window and straight at me she and I both froze. For an interminably long time we stayed like that, before I broke my gaze and turned back to the television. I looked back a moment later and she had fled. Now I was definitely awake. I didn't know what to do. She was the sister to my best friend, and I suppose I could laugh it off to myself, but he could never find out, and I knew it would be forever awkward for both of us if I came back to the house, which I could hardly avoid doing. So I waited for ten minutes or so and then went to the 'toilet'.
I passed by her bedroom door and it was open, I could see her sitting on her bed. I kept going, went to the toilet and then made a suitable amount of noise washing up. I wanted to apologise but certainly not interrupt her or see anything more. So as I was walking back I knocked gently on the open door. She looked up with surprise and a hint of fear in her eyes and I could see she had been crying. Thank god though; her shirt was back on.
'Hi,' I spoke gently. 'Mind if I come in for a moment?' Of course she did, but we had to acknowledge what had happened and move on from it. I didn't feel attracted to her by any means, and I just wanted to get things back to the normal ignorance that any sister of one of my friends showed the rest of us. She didn't say anything, and just looked away, so I went in and sat on the chair next to the bed. 'I'm sorry about staring before. It...was unfair to you. I don't want to do anything to put your brothers and my friendship at risk, and I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry and that I hope we don't have to avoid each other or anything...' I paused, struggling to think of anything to say. 'Maybe we should just pretend I never saw anything.'
At that she blushed madly. 'That would be fairly easy don't you think' she said, glaring at me. I suppose I should explain something. My friend's mother is fairly short, and while my friend is tall, his sister is also shorter. She'd come up to just below my shoulders, and I'm a bit taller then six foot one. Lauren is fairly petite, her body fairly light but well rounded, if that makes any sense. And, as I found out today her breasts are small and round, but perfectly proportioned to her body. Again, not something I had thought of much until now.
'What do you mean?
'Well, they're tiny! How could you see them any way?' She looked on the verge of tears again. That really knocked me for six. I wasn't expecting her to be upset about that and it shocked me. I don't know why, I realise that all girls usually have some kind of dissatisfaction with their bodies, but that after having seen her topless I knew she needn't. Of course that doesn't change her perception of her body.
'Lauren, you have no idea-you are one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. Don't be ashamed of having smaller breasts, they look great... I know you're my friend's sister and so I haven't though about you in that way before, but your body is fine.' I sort of stammered that last bit out, feeling a bit weird to be saying this to her.
'Really?' she whispered, after a moment of silence. She looked at me demurely. I felt a strange urge to hold her when she looked like that, but I shook it off.
'Yeah,' I replied. She looked at me again, and stood up to face me, walking over and straddling my lap, arms around my neck. She leaned in and kissed me, lightly, on the lips.
'Thank you.' She suddenly became self-conscious and began to stammer and stumble over her words. 'I'm sorry-I shouldn't have-oh.....I didn't mean to...' I leaned in and impulsively kissed her back, a bit longer and more intense then the last, cradling her slender body with my arms around her back. She moaned lightly then broke the kiss, breathing hard. She flushed and looked down. I extricated myself from around her and tried to sit up.
'Sorry, I just-' I didn't get anything more out then that because Lauren lunged forward and mashed her mouth against mine again, kissing me passionately and wrapping both her legs and arms around my body, curling herself against me. I brought my hands to circle her, one hand cupped under her smooth buttock to draw her closer, the other behind her head as we kissed.
We broke away from one another and I moved her off me before standing up. I was conscious of the fact that I was at my friend's house and had been gone to the 'toilet' for a long time. I looked at her and saw that she was clearly unsure of what to do; for all her beauty she was young, and it showed.
'I don't really know what to say Lauren. That was...amazing-but we shouldn't do anything. Even if we want to. I'm sorry-if you need too, call and we can talk, but I don't think we should do this again.' I was about to turn and leave, but paused, moved by the look of yearning in her downcast eyes. I stepped over and kissed her lightly once again. 'I'm sorry.'
I left then, returning to the lounge room and sat back down, the others basically ignoring me they were so engrossed in the game they were playing. I didn't see Lauren again for the morning, and I left about two hours later, still tired but confused over what had happened. What should I do? I found her stunning and arousing like no one else, but there were a few problems with any sort of relationship with her. Firstly was the simple fact of her age; she was only eighteen and I was about to turn twenty-two. That was a little strange, to feel such a strong attraction to a younger girl really. I had never had sex before, not uncommon for guys my age, but she was so much younger that it seemed kind of wrong.
Of course the main problem was that she was the sister of one of my best friends. It was a kind of taboo to do anything with a mate's sister. I once heard a guy say that unless you're going to marry them you steer clear or you lose your friend. I certainly didn't plan on marrying her by any stretch of the imagination, but I didn't want to lose the friendship we had. So I had a bit of a dilemma on my hands.
Oh well. Time would tell.
******
The next day I still didn't know what to do. I had slept the night before, mainly because I was so tired, but I was still awake and trying to decide. I didn't have to wait all that long. Just after lunch my mobile rang. I answered, not knowing the number but obviously suspecting who it was and I was right. Lauren's voice came over the phone, uncertain and shy. My heart jumped up to my throat and stayed there.
'Hi. Umm...I think I want to see you again. I know you said we shouldn't when you left yesterday, but...I really liked how you made me feel' she finished limply.
'Lauren, I want to too. But while what happened yesterday was wonderful and I'll always remember it, I really think that we can't do anything more.' She was silent for a while before speaking again.
'I know that I guess, but...I haven't really had to speak like this before but...you made me feel-horny. I need to see you again. I-' she paused again and drew in a deep breath. 'I want to be...touched by you again. It felt so good. Please.'
I was taken back when I heard those words coming from her mouth. The urgency behind them was palpable. 'Okay. I-it's not really right, I know, but, yeah. I want to see you too. How do you think we can manage it?' She made me want her as well, the way she was so desperate to see me. But it would be hard to arrange a place to meet without it seeming suspicious. I wasn't sure, but maybe she'd have some ideas.
'I don't know,' the relief and happiness in her voice clear to hear, 'Maybe we could try to rent a hotel room...or meet at a park just to 'talk' I suppose. It might be harder then I thought...' she finished with a puzzled tone. 'I hadn't thought about that much.'
Neither had I. I thought the idea of a hotel room might work, but I wasn't sure. I had just got a new job, but hadn't been paid yet. Maybe in a week...but I didn't know if we wanted to wait that long. In the end we decided to rent a hotel room, and would split the bill. So I went to work to find a room in the city next weekend, and one that was nice but not too expensive. Eventually I found one at the Hilton. Of course, you hear the name and think it will be expensive but it had a good deal at the time and was not the presidential suite by any means, but quite nice all the same.
We spoke each night, talking about nothing really, but just chatting. We decided that I'd pick Lauren from the shopping centre at one thirty on Saturday, and she would tell her parents that she was staying the night at her friend's place. Her friend's parents were supposedly dropping her off and collecting Lauren's bags from the centre and then they'd see a film.
I drove past and saw her waiting; she had smsed me and told me they had gone five minutes ago. She dumped her bags in the boot and got in the front seat. I said hi, and we drove out of the car-park to get to the freeway. We chatted, but did not kiss, just in case someone could see us. We were pretending that she was my sister and that our parents wanted to go on a holiday, not leaving us at home because the last time they did we threw a party and left the house a mess. As we stopped at the lights, waiting to turn into the hotel there was no one around, so we turned and kissed, passionately mouthing at one another. The lights changed and we drove off.
'I'm glad we're doing this Lauren. It's a bit weird but it should be great. That certainly was.' I looked over at her and smiled.
She blushed and looked down. 'Yeah, it will be.' Smiling she looked back up. Her eyes burned with a fire, grinning as she continued. 'It'll be really great.' I laughed and stopped the car, getting out and taking the bags out before handing the keys to the valet. We went inside, chatting amiably while waiting in line for the reception. We checked in and signed the forms before getting in the elevator. There was an elderly couple in the lift as well, and so we just stood and looked around at the décor, very nice. They stopped on the third floor; we were alone in the lift for the next six floors and were all over one another.
I kissed her and drew her to me, her slender frame pressed against my body, wrapping our arms around one another. She felt so good, we both moaned into one another's mouths as we kissed. I slipped my tongue in between her lips for the first time, probing lightly and crushing her body to mine. The elevator pinged and we broke apart hurriedly, stepping back and picking up our luggage. There was no one in the hall and we passed three rooms before we reached our own, number six seventy-one. I opened the door and walked in, staring for a moment at the quality of the apartment.
Lauren wandered in and went from room to room, smiling and exclaiming at how good it was. I put the backs down and went up behind her as she stood at the window and looked out at the view, embracing her and moulding her body into mine. I nuzzled at her neck and kissed her lightly as she turned in my arms.
'This is great, it really is! I want to stay here all weekend. We don't need to go anywhere else do we?' She leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips. I smiled and shook my head.
'No, we can stay here all weekend and I certainly want to.' But that didn't mean I knew what to do now. The tension kind of rose in the room and I knew we were both nervous. I also knew that I would have to make the first move, but not yet. 'Did you want a drink?'
******
Now we sat, quiet and reserved, each of us trying to build up the courage needed to make the first move. Sitting side by side on the couch I had finally had enough. I turned to Lauren and spoke.
'This is starting to get silly. I really like you, and this is my first time as well, so I'm nervous too.' I reached over and cupped her face in my hand. 'Let's go to the bedroom and we'll take it very slowly. I won't hurt you.' She nodded wordlessly, and I picked her slight body and carried her out of the room and placed her gently on her feet in the bedroom. She stood there and watched as I leaned in to kiss her softly on her lips, and then she began to respond, her arms coming up to hold me. I stepped back and pulled of my shirt, revealing my lightly muscled body, that of a frequent rock-climber. She smiled and ran her hands over my chest, and I waited. She stopped and then I leant in to kiss her again.
Laughing nervously she ducked out from my embrace and stood back. 'It's my turn to show you now. Not that you haven't seen it before.' I held my breath as she started to unbutton her top, each button revealing more of her smooth skin. She dropped the shirt to the floor and stood there self-consciously. I released the air from my lungs and moved forward, captivated by the sight of her breasts encased in the lacy fabric of her bra. I ran both my hands up her sides and up her naked back pulling her close to me and crushing her breasts against my chest. I kissed her slowly and leaned back.
'You are beautiful. I...can't believe I'm here, and that you want to be with me.' She smiled and dropped her eyes, blushing bright red. I kissed her again and then knelt down in front of her, looking upwards.
'Go ahead,' she whispered, staring into my eyes. I reached behind her and slowly unzipped her skirt, dropping it down her slim legs, her toned skin silky to the touch. She shivered at my touch and I stared straight between her legs, at the small patch of hair covered by her sheer panties. She looked at me anxiously, searching for approval.
'It's wonderful Lauren. Can I...touch you?' She nodded and I stretched my hand forth, trembling and lightly brushed her with my fingers through the fabric. She jumped at my touch, and then trembled with faint pleasure at the tingling my stroking was causing.
'Oh...keep going, it feels-kind of funny, but nice. Can you...put a finger inside me?' she asked tentatively. I nodded, my mouth dry and I reached both hands up and put my hands on either side of hips, fingers on the straps of her panties and gently pulled them down, sliding them to her feet.
'Do you want to sit down?' I asked, motioning towards the bed.
'Yeah, I guess so.' She moved over, wearing only her bra, and sat on the edge of the bed. I smiled at her and leaned up to kiss her tenderly. I leant down and brushed my fingers along the inside of her legs, making her contract them as she shivered. I moved them in small circles, getting closer each time and ending up after a minute or two stroking the folds and edges of her vagina.
'Uhh...stop teasing me-please just touch it...' she shuddered with frustration. I did, reaching in further and lightly rubbing my fingertip along the inside of her folds, pulling softly and exploring, slowly working a finger inside of her as she became moist. 'Huh...ohh that...feels-good, oh...' I looked up and saw a strange look on her face; screwed up with a mixture of pleasure and concentration, she was beginning to breathe heavily. I laughed as I continued to lightly move the first few joints of my finger within her.
'I hope it's nice. I haven't done it before, so tell me if you like something. Or if I'm doing something wrong.' She was softly panting, her breath coming in short little gasps as she looked down.
'It's fi...ohh...fine, just keep-doing...doing whatever you...are' she moved her hips up on the bed a bit and laid herself back, staring at the ceiling. I concentrated on the warmth around my finger and moved it in a little deeper, sliding it in a bit at a time and wiggling it around a bit more. I had a thought and grinned to myself. Slowly, keeping my other finger moving, I put a finger from my other hand on the bottom of her slit, pressing just inside the folds and moving it up and down in one place quickly.
'OHHH!' she cried out, panting faster, and I kept going more and more, getting cries of encouragement. 'Huh-huh-ohh...pleas...don't-huh-stop, ohh...' I smiled to myself and looked up as I worked on her, seeing her tight young body writhing about as she clutched at the sheets and was surprised to see a faint sheen of sweat on her chest and face.
My hands were starting to get sore, but I figured that if I stopped she'd probably bite my head off, so I kept going, trying to get her to come for the first time in her young life. At least the first time at another's hands. She cried out and groaned deeply, I slowly began to insert another finger into her soft snatch, edging it in and slowing my other finger. I got the two in and moved them in and out, gradually increasing the pace. She had slowed her breathing as I slowed, but now picked it up twofold, and then I moved my finger that had been below, rubbing fast, up higher and slipped the end of it into her as well, moving it in as my other two pulled out and rubbing them quickly against her warm cleft. She cried out loudly, moaning hard as she clenched around my fingers, arching off the bed and humping herself onto my fingers, clenching her legs closed on me. I kept them moving, slower now. She sluggishly came down from her first orgasm, still breathing heavily.
I sat up and pulled her upright and hugged her to me, kissing her as I went. She smiled, looking at me and a happy, satisfied face, beautiful. I looked past her at the clock.
'Damn. That took over twenty minutes; I could have sworn it was only five or ten at most.' I smiled, looking at her happy face. 'I think it was worth it though, even if I can't feel my hands anymore.' We laughed and hugged again, kissing quietly and whispering to one another. She felt so soft and supple, her whole body nude except her bra, the skin tight over her body and smooth when pressed against me. I kissed her once more and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. She giggled and shifted her weight so I could reach better. I fumbled with it for a moment before it came unclasped and sat back as it fell forward down her arms.
I watched as it slipped down her slim brown arms and once again lost my breath as her breasts were revealed to me again. Close up they looked even better, were that possible then before. I loved the small mounds, firm and perky with small but puffy nipples, slightly darker then the light tan covering her whole body, with a small areola to match. She was stunning.
She smiled at the look on my face and lay back, stretching her arms above her head and making her breasts flatten out on her chest. They looked amazing, and I leaned over her to cup a hand over the left breast, firm and taut skin and a stiffening nipple, pressing against my palm. I massaged it softly and she drew in a breath, and again as I bent my head down to take the other nipple in my mouth. They tasted nice, a mixture of her womanly scent and warm skin. It was wonderful to suckle on her round breast, kneading the other with my hand and pressing my tongue down onto her nipple.
She moaned lightly and I moved the hand covering her breast down between her legs to rub a finger there again, and I found her to be wet again. She smiled as I raised myself up to kiss her, delighted at the feelings she was feeling.
'Do you want to...do it now or later?' I asked her, holding her breast in my hand once again.
'Now. I want to do it right now.' I smiled at her eagerness. 'Just...be careful,' she said, her nervousness again coming to the fore. I nodded and kissed her on the lips. Standing up I took off my pants, hard and ready, sliding a condom from my pocket over the tip.
'Stop,' she said, reaching out with her hands, 'I'll do it.' And she did. Another first went down as she slid the rubber down my length, touching a man's cock for the first time in her life. I trembled as her hands touched me, the swollen member growing if that were even possible and it twitched slightly. She giggled again and smiled before lying back down, legs slightly spread and her pulse racing in anticipation. I clambered onto the bed next to her and kissed her again, running my hands over her breasts and down her stomach to stop resting on the light covering of hair. She shivered and I rolled over on top of her, parting her legs gently with one hand as I slowly lowered onto her. She reached her hand down and guided me into her and I pushed forward till the head of my cock was in her.
As I looked down at her lissom body stretched out beneath me I was taken aback by her beauty and how young she looked. For the first time that day I consciously realised that she was my best friend's sister and I was about to make love to her. She was only eighteen, young and somewhat innocent, and she took my breath away. I bent down and kissed her then, slowly pushing forward again until I felt resistance. Her breath was coming in faster huffs, and I could see that she was enjoying it despite the strange feelings it brought out from deep within her slender body.
'This is going to hurt, but it'll be better if I do it now rather then draw it out okay?' She nodded slowly, a hint of fear deep within her eyes. 'Don't worry. Once it's over you'll enjoy it more.'
'You're just saying that to make me feel better aren't you?' she replied, a glint of humour in her eyes, a good sign, despite her anxiety.
'Don't worry, you're going to be okay. I'll be as careful as I can.' That said I thrust forward in one long push, breaking her hymen and coming to rest half inside her.
'Ahh...ow-that...hurt...ohh, god, that hurt,' she cried out panting. 'Wait for a minute...' I waited for her to adjust to the invasion below, reaching down with one hand to cup her breast, and then sliding it under her back to pull her up so I could mouth at her breast. She began to respond after a minute or so and arch her back into me, thrusting slowly with her hips.
'Does that mean you're ready then?' She gave me a withering glance.
'Shut up and fuck me.' I had never heard Lauren swear before and it surprised me. But I did what she wanted. I began to thrust into her, pushing forward and feeling her warm silken tunnel encompassing me as I slid in and out of her. She lay back and I lay on top of her, crushing her breasts against me and wrapping my arms around her back, running one down her side to hold her buttocks, smooth and firm.
'Oh...damn-please...huh huh, ohhh...' she groaned, and I felt her arms and legs coming up and wrapping around my body, clutching me to her firm young body. Her delicate frame was heaving under me, small and compact and I could feel her stomach moving and rippling beneath me. I hugged her to me tighter and thrust in and out of her faster, one hand holding her breast and rolling the nipple between my fingers as I kissed her passionately, mashing our mouths together and panting into one another's mouths.
'God...Lauren, you're so...hot-oh-Christ...I'm coming...' I tensed, holding her tight as she was beginning to come as well, the second time in the night. She cried out loudly, and I pushed deep into her, bottoming out and exploding. I spurted into her, holding her against me as she writhed in her own pleasure. Moaning and thrusting against my body she came, clamping down on me and unravelling her arms and legs from around me, falling limply to her sides.
I drew a deep breath and kissed her, before moving to the side and lying down beside her. She rolled over to rest against my side, her arm covering my chest and her breasts, soft and round pressed up against me. She rested her leg over mine and kissed me lightly on the cheek.
'That was wonderful. I...have never felt that good in my life. I hope we can do it again.' She looked radiant. I laughed and rolled on top of her, embracing and kissing her.
'You mean now?' I asked mock playfully.
She looked at me with half serious expression for a moment and then laughed as well. 'No, I can wait for a moment or two.'
'Oh, thanks for that. I think I might need a moment or two more then that.' We smiled and hugged. I stood up. 'I suppose we should unpack our stuff.' I looked own at her nude form stretched across the bed and bent down to kiss her. 'Come on. It won't take too long,' pulling her up with me.
'Okay, hang on a moment I'll just get dressed,' she said bending down for her clothes and offering me the first real look at her firm butt. I reached over and laid a hand on it. She jumped and turned to look at me accusingly. 'What was that for? A gentleman would hardly do that to his lady!'
I leered at her. 'I'm not a gentleman and you're no lady miss,' pulling her close. 'But I don't think we need to get dressed either, do we?' I kissed her and she grinned.
'What, you want to spend the whole weekend running around the room with a nude eighteen year old?' she said laughingly at the look of happy agreement on my face. 'I suppose we can arrange for that. Come on, let's go unpack,' pulling me along by the hand.
'What?' I spluttered, about to say that it was what I had been trying to get her to help with, but the protest died on my lips. As she dragged me along I had a clear view of her butt as she moved, the crease moving from side to side on her taut buttocks.
She turned and grinned at me. 'One track mind hey?' I pulled her into me; her butt nestled in my crotch and brought my hands around to cup her breasts, kissing her neck.
'Got it in one!'
We spent the next hour unpacking and exploring the hotel room, I realised it was almost five o'clock and said that I'd go and get something to cook. We had a little kitchenette in the room, and so while Lauren had a shower (which I was very tempted to join in) I dressed and went down to the supermarket down the block. By the time I was back Lauren had finished the shower and was watching the T.V, nude once again, her slim form curled up on the couch.
We cooked dinner together, a messy affair as we tried to feed one another or coat each other in food, but we got it done and washed up, and went back to the bedroom. Lauren jumped on me and kissed all over my face, but I pulled her off me and lay down on the bed.
'Sorry, I might just have a nap, I'm a bit tired,' I said, tongue in cheek. Next thing I know I'm being hit across the head with a pillow, hard. 'Ow! Leave me alone, I was just joking!'
'I should hope so,' she said petulantly. 'I didn't come on this little trip just for one go at it.'
I laughed at the look on her face. 'Well I did get you off twice so far, it's not my fault you're not satisfied. Think about poor little me. Just one go, like I'm going to stop before well after midnight.' She grinned and threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck, kissing me all over my face.
'Yay! Let's get started.' She went all business-like and serious; I laughed at her and laid her down on the bed. 'I want it hard and fast. Don't be gentle, just rough and do me hard,' she smiled at herself. 'I've never spoken like that before. I like it!'
'I like it too,' I said, kissing her again.
So we did it "hard and fast". I rolled her over and pushed into her from behind, her butt slotting into my groin and pressing against me as I thrust into her. She moaned, and I pushed harder. It was skin against skin, slapping and grunts accompanying our panting, sweat slicking us from head to toe as we writhed together, hands flying everywhere, over her breasts, bouncing from the force of my thrusts, running down her stomach to rub the folds of her vagina, hers grabbing my head and pulling down for a kiss as she arched her back and neck to meet me, grabbing my butt from behind to force me into her deeper and faster.
We both came explosively, me first, and her a minute or so later as I continued to stay in her and rubbed her fast and hard. She collapsed on her face and I rolled of to the side again as we lay there, exhausted, arms around one another.
'Wow Lauren. You...are absolutely-awesome. God damn, that...was...hot,' trying to catch my breath. I looked at her face, sweaty with her hair clinging limply to her skin. She was glowing, even though exhausted. She rolled over and lay on her back, looking up at the ceiling and her chest heaving still, breasts undulating with her stomach. She was beautiful.
She looked at me and smiled. 'Thanks. You weren't half bad either you know.' She tried to sit up and groaned. 'Oh...I think I stretched a lot then. Can we have a bath?' I nodded and got up, turning the taps to the bath on and then moving round to her side of the bed and picked her up, cradling her slight frame in my arms. She was a pleasant weight in my arms, and I sat her down gently in the running water as she unwrapped her arms from around my neck.
I climbed in next to her and when the bath was full I put the jets on low, and pulled her to have her back pressed against my stomach, resting between my legs. I cupped her breasts in my hands and bent my head as she craned her neck for a kiss. I smiled at her and moved my hands to rest on her stomach.
'I still feel sore, but this is nice. Isn't it?' she asked me, leaning her head against my shoulder.
'Hmmm,' I murmured agreement. I could almost forget that she was only eighteen. If I closed my eyes she felt like a women resting against me. She was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen, and her face was so vibrant and happy all the time. But she was so young. I knew that it had already passed the point of no return, but thinking on it, it felt kind of weird to be lying here with a nude (albeit hot) eighteen year old between my legs. Oh well.
***
We spent the rest of the weekend making love over and over. I know it sounds clichéd to say that we never left the bed, but it was almost the truth. Eventually we had to go however, and checked out in the late morning. I dropped her nearby her house and then went home myself, absolutely spent. As far as my parents knew I had been out all night and then went to a friend's house.
For the next few weeks we only saw one another once, and that was when I went to her brother's house for a BBQ one afternoon. I went to the toilet and kissed her for a few minutes, but that was all we could do. A week after that she called again, wanting to organise another weekend at the hotel, and so we went a bit over a month after the first time and spent another two days of debauchery. This kind of pattern continued for half a year, and then things changed. I didn't know at first whether it was a good thing or not, but... You'll see sooner or later.
'I think we should tell people we are together,' Lauren said, lying entangled in the sheets with my arm around her, hair and head pooled on my chest. It surprised me; I thought she had wanted to keep this as quiet as I did.
'Umm...are you sure?' I think we were beginning to fall in love, but as I had said earlier, I wasn't ready to marry her, that was certain.
'Well, I think that we need to change things. This is nice, but it would be easier if we didn't have to hide it,' she said. I guess she had a point there. 'And I want to try new things. I know we don't have to tell anyone for that, but I don't know I just want to tell everyone about us.'
Well it took some persuading but I eventually convinced her that it wasn't such a great idea. She turned nineteen in two months, but of course that was still a bit of a difference, and I knew my friend would not be all that happy. Nor would Lauren's parents. So we agreed to keep the status quo.
'But I still want to try new things,' she said.
'Like what?'
'I don't know, I just think that while having sex with you is great, we need to change things a bit.' I kind of agreed with her. We could change positions as much as we liked, but because we couldn't see each other elsewhere the relationship revolved around sex as we were so horny by the time we finally met again. So we were in a 'rut' so to speak.
'Well I agree, but I still don't know what we should do to change it around.'
Lauren took a deep breath and looked at me with a kind of nervous energy. 'Well I thought we could try...another person joining us. Maybe,' she added hastily at the shocked look on my face, 'we don't have to do it. It was just a thought.' I thought about her with another man and was going to just outright refuse. I didn't think I could handle it. But then the thought of another girl joining in our fun, and possibly even sharing Lauren with her. That image burned in my mind.
'I don't know. At first I was going to say an outright no, but yeah. It's tough. I don't know about sharing you with another guy, it'd be weird. And it's hardly fair to expect you to share me with another girl, and I don't even know if I want to do that either. But it does sound extremely erotic!'
She smiled and snuggled into me, closer then before giggling evilly. 'Ohhh...does that mean you'd be jealous of me?'
'Of course I would. I love you.' There. It was said. It was almost an unspoken agreement that we were in love, but neither of us had said it. Her naked body stiffened against me and she twisted her head upwards.
'What!'
'I love you Lauren.'
She looked at me and melted in my arms, hugging me and reaching so we could kiss. 'I love you too,' she said her eyes mellow and full of affection. 'So you would be jealous!'
'Of course I would be. But if you really wanted it then I'd be happy to spoil you stupid.' She grinned at me.
'No need for that now,' she replied, crawling over me and straddling my hips and growing erection. I laughed, and pulled her down into my embrace.
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