A Young Couple's Journey part 14 / TNT 23 (Patreon)

Just and extra heads up. This will be a very Josh-centered chapter (and Linda). 15 will have more Kim(berly) If you have a problem with the

Just and extra heads up. This will be a very Josh-centered chapter (and Linda). 15 will have more Kim(berly)

If you have a problem with the themes that may be included in a story about a futanari reconciling with her love interest, you’ll have to be patient for next month.

*

I rolled up a small road toward the address Linda had given me. When she asked what I needed it for, I hadn't replied. My trip down to her was somewhat of a surprise for her. She had asked that I keep in touch with her over the phone, but I didn't think she expected me to show up in person.

And so, I rolled up a tiny gravel road until her house came in view. It was a modest, green colored thing with two windows facing out from the living room and one from the kitchen. I spotted the ramp they were in the process of building, and given the somewhat long step up to the front door, I could tell it was warranted if Linda's mom needed crutches or a wheelchair, or was in a reduced capacity in general.

By the time I got there, the sun had long gone over the horizon, but a few beams managed to land on the windowsill and spread a faint orange glow through the house. The fact that a warm light emanated from inside, welcoming me, made me happy. I had never been a huge fan of Florida and its humidity and brutal warmth, but seeing the cozy little house with its neighbors close but not too close by giving it a nice edge. And the area was scenic as it could be too. Their yard was a porch, a strip of grass, and some gravel that acted as their driveway. There was a low metal fence with a gate separating them from their neighbors, though given the large amount of trees, hedges, and tall bushes that secluded them from said neighbors, it wasn't truly a priority.

It wasn't extravagant, but it was nice. A nice place to retire. I knew Sean, Linda's stepdad, and for all tense and purposes, her dad was a former cop from Courtington and had taken it a bit hard when his leg had forced him to retire. I wasn't sure what Linda's mom worked with, but I knew she had a tough life, so if they could find their sanctuary here, health issues aside, then I very much hoped that they could have a good retirement.

"Josh?" Linda said, appearing in the doorway with a smile on her face.

"Hey," I smiled, stepping out of the car. It hadn't been years, but it felt like ages since I set my eyes on that pretty face, her onyx-gray eyes, her brown hair hanging heavily down after a shower, those dimples in her cheeks as she lit up. Lit up at the sight of me. How could I make someone so precious smile so beautifully?

Linda was down the stairs and in my arms before I knew it, and as I wrapped my arms around her I dug my nose into her still damp hair, drawing in her shampooed scent. It smelled so nice. She felt so good to hold. I was glad I was able to get such a reaction out of her, and it just made it so much better being reunited.

"I'm so glad you're here," she whispered, pulling back. Then she leaned in again, her lips meeting mine in a sweet and tender kiss. It was pure magic, like nothing else mattered, and at the same time, it felt so familiar. "God, I'm just happy to see you."

I felt her lips spread in a smile against my mouth, and then she backed away a bit. She moved her head slightly upward, our noses brushing against one another. This moment had no place for anything less than kissing again, and she closed the distance between us for another one.

"Wow," I whispered when the kiss ended, making her chuckle softly. "That's quite the hello."

"That's what you get for dropping by," she giggled, kissing the tip of my nose. "I'll always greet you hello like that, and there's plenty more where that came from." There it was. The assertive, confident Linda, I was down here to visit. And with a heavy feeling in my stomach, I had to admit, even now, that it was a huge turn-on.

"These are for you," I said, handing her a small bouquet. "I want them fresh, and it’s late, so sorry they’re not–"

"Thank you! No need to be sorry! I’ve never gotten flowers before," Linda beamed.

"I haven’t given you flowers until now? Jesus, I need to step up," I teased.

"Oh, you," Linda chuckled, slapping my chest.

"So, how are things? Your mom feeling better?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's awake and stable, but she'll remain in the hospital for a bit. At least until she recovers and can start rehab and we get this ramp built," Linda explained, turning toward the ramp, before turning back to me. "And thank you for that. I have no idea how we'd afford any of it without you. I don't understand how I'll ever make up for everything you've done for me... and now my family."

"Nonsense," I said, wanting to wave it off. "You've done more for me."

"Are you fucking kidding me? There is no way I've done anything remotely close to what you've done for me. I mean, if anything, I've done things that, per societal norms, should make you hate me," Linda retorted.

"Well, we're not per societal norms. And you did it with good intentions, right? And all those things, that's just money. You give me something much more valuable than that," I explained, earning a warm smile from Linda.

"Fuck off, Josh," she said, resting her head against my chest, hugging me tightly. "Thank you."

"Don't sweat it," I whispered, before kissing her atop the head and holding her in return.

"Wanna meet Sean?" Linda asked, pulling back to look at me. "I may have... talked about you..."

"Sure, let's not make him wait," I smiled.

"And... we don't really have a guest room... They have an extra room for me, but that's it, so..."

"I'll take the couch, no worries. I respect your dad's roof," I laughed.

"The fuck you won't," Linda said, slapping my chest playfully. "It will be a bit tight, but you'll absolutely sleep in my room."

"And you'll take the couch?" I teased.

"Oh no, we're both in my bed. I don't mind if it's a bit tight, I'm sure I'll fit. If not, I'll make myself fit," Linda purred. I felt a small lurch in my crotch at that. And by small, I meant enormous. Linda eyed it and flashed her teeth in a devious little grin.

"Jesus," I hissed.

"Let's head inside, then!" Linda said, ignoring my slight discomfort downstairs. Shaking my head, I followed after.

*

The house was as modest as it looked from the outside. A small open hallway with a small kitchen to your immediate left, and the living room to your immediate right. And in that living room was a worn-down recliner with a tall, lanky man with salt and pepper hair and an equally salty and peppery mustache in it. He wore a pair of cargo shorts and a T-shirt, much like myself. The heat warranted it, as it was Florida after all. Warm and humid, even during the spring. And in his hand, a glass of something brown. I suspected bourbon.

"You must be Josh!" he boomed from the chair, extending his hand. "I hope you don't mind me not getting up, my leg is not what it used to be, and I'm an old man."

"Not at all," I said, making my way over and taking his hand. His leathery old hand gave a pretty impressive grip. Solid, but not a death grip. "Josh.

"Sean," he said with a greeting nod. "I like your shirt."

"You do?" I asked, perplexed. I looked down. It was just a plain white one, nothing fancy about it.

"I heard you designed clothes, so I figured I'd make a good first impression," he responded with an amused smile, a twinkle in his eye as he looked at my confusion.

"Oh, right. Yeah, I dressed for the occasion today," I said after a brief laugh, waving my hand toward the outside, where the rest of the Sunshine State was.

"Hot as shit, and it's not even summer," he chuckled. "Want a beer? Something to eat? Linda will have to act hostess, like I said, my leg is older than I am, it seems."

"I'll find you a beer. You hungry?" Linda beamed, happy to indeed placate me.

"I could definitely go for something to drink," I said with a nod. "Beer's perfect. Thanks, Linda."

She headed for the fridge while I settled down on a nearby couch. Sean reclined his chair up.

"You came all the way down here to visit Linda?" Sean asked. He was apparently watching a Dirty Harry movie but didn't seem to mind talking.

"Yeah, and meet you guys, I guess. I wanted to make sure she was alright, and sometimes phone calls don't cut it," I said.

"I can agree with that," Sean said, just in time for Linda to plump down next to me.

She immediately cozied up to me, sitting close by. I could tell she had missed me as she didn't hesitate to be as near me as possible. Sean didn't flinch or give us any side eye, so I wrapped an arm around her. In response, a small appreciative hum came from the brunette, so I squeezed her a little bit as we settled in.

"So what did your folks do? I mean, did they also work with clothes?" Sean asked.

"My dad is an industrial welder, actually, and my mom used to work in the car manufacturing industry, but she got injured just after she had my sister and me, so she's mostly at home," I explained.

"Do you know your way around a hammer then?" Sean asked, tryingly.

"I'll help with the ramp if that's what you're asking. Linda and I have put Ikea furniture together before, so what is a ramp then?" I joked, earning a chuckle from Sean.

"So I've heard," Sean mumbled from under his mustache.

"I'm gathering that Linda has talked about me?" I could feel Linda blush slightly next to me.

"Yup," Sean said, with a smile that told me that Linda had potentially been talking his ears off. "But if you guys can do that, I can feel slightly less bad about visiting the wife and helping her out at the hospital. I've been putting off that ramp enough as it is, but now I don't have to leave Linda to it."

"You don't wanna visit your mom?" I asked Linda. She shook her shoulders.

"I've been there a lot. And now I've got you to help me out, so I'd rather stay here. We can visit her after the ramp. That is, how long are you going to stay?" she asked, looking up at me.

"Until after the weekend? If that's not too much?" I said.

"It's too little," Linda muttered.

"Yeah, a week is fine, son. You're welcome to stay as long as you like," Sean said, waving it off.

"Thanks," I said.

"Now, I'm gonna go head to bed. I'll see you two in the morning," Sean said. He heaved himself out of the chair and found some crutches nearby. He was almost as tall as I was, so I could relate to having a bad leg being a pain in the ass. My ACL was more or less okay now, but still. "There's beer in the fridge, company in Linda, so I'm figuring you'll be quite comfortable," he said with a yawn, finishing his drink.

"Good night, Dad," Linda said, which I echoed.

"G'night," he grunted, shuffling down the hallway toward his bedroom.

We sat in silence for a few moments as we listened to the sound of Sean's crutches slowly fading away.

"You two seem pretty close," I commented.

"Yeah," Linda said, looking off toward the hallway where her dad disappeared. "He might be my stepdad, but he has been important to me. He drinks a lot, but he's never mean."

"He's a former cop," I said. "They all drink. And if it's not hurting anyone, then who cares?"

"Exactly," Linda said.

We sat for a few more moments. Then she turned to face me.

"It's been so long," she whispered, pressing herself against me. I leaned back, pulling her with me. Her lips found mine and our tongues danced. We were kissing like teenagers. "I've never experienced something so romantic as my dear boytoy coming all the way down here to check in on me," she said, though chopped up between quite affectionate kisses.

"I had to," I said, moving my hands up and down her strong back. Her T-shirt bunched up all the time, making it difficult to really appreciate this beauty, but I couldn't very well rip it off her while we were still in the living room.

"And I've never had a boy over to my house like this, either. This isn't where I grew up, but still," Linda panted, moving on top of me, more or less mounting me. I hadn't noticed it, but my legs had been moved wider so she could slot in perfectly. A subtle, yet forward motion and my dick started to stir again, pushing into Linda's thigh. Her expression grew hungrier, and I felt her grind her own crotch slowly against me, making me groan. I began kneading the plentiful flesh of her ass, relishing the softness, yet firmness.

Linda's hands started to slowly move underneath my own t-shirt, exploring my torso, touching me, groping me. Slowly, she was moving, brushing me gently. Her breath was growing short as our embrace deepened, her tongue still dancing with mine. Though it was more Linda's tongue shoving mine into submission and wrapping herself around me in order to gain the dominance that suited her so perfectly.

"God, I want to fuck you so bad," Linda muttered. Was this the first time she had said it so plainly?

"I want it to but..." I said, shocking myself at what I was saying. It was the truth. It felt so good to have her on top of me, her weight pinning me down, the pressure of her crotch against my hardening member, the taste of her on my tongue, the scent of her freshly showered body... "Not here."

"I know, Josh," she whispered. "But you're driving me crazy. I don't want you to think I'm just using you or anything."

"I don't," I reassured.

"And I won't do anything until you're ready, or that we're both comfortable," Linda reassured. "A part of you want me to take what I want, but it will be the first time you're with someone like me, and me with someone like you, so I want it to be special."

She read me like an open book.

"I want it to be special too," I said. "But damn it, you're making it really difficult for me right now."

"You think I'm not fighting my urges?" Linda teased. "Do you have any idea how badly, when you show up like you did, after everything, how badly I just want to take your fucking wrists and pin you down to the couch, rip off those shorts, and ride you hard until you beg me to stop? Have my fill of that tight, beautiful body of yours until the sun comes up?"

I gasped, partly from the image, partly because she rolled her hips against me, forcing a moan out of me.

"I know," I groaned, grabbing her ass harder and pulling her in, forcing her crotch against my dick harder. The heat emanating from it. "Because that's exactly what I want, and what's so wrong with that? I wanna... fuck... see what you got..." I hissed as Linda grinded against me once more.

"Not tonight," Linda purred. Then her lips and tongue latched around my earlobe and I inhaled sharply at how intense and right it felt. I grabbed her ass, probably hard enough to bruise it, and pulled her flush against me. "Though," she moaned against my ear. "I wonder how your big fat cock will fit inside me."

My dick throbbed violently under her, and Linda laughed softly. I couldn't even hold back from it. While it wasn't why I came down here to Florida, to get deflowered by Linda, I had to admit, the temptation was strong. If the look on Linda's face was any indication, I could say the feeling was mutual.

"Come on, let's go to my room," she breathed, climbing off me. Linda extended her hand and I grabbed it and followed along behind her, my heart pounding. We were being quiet so as not to disturb her dad, yet she moved with a bit of urgency.

Unlike Sean's room, Linda's was at the beginning of the small hallway and at the opposite wall, but it was still a small house, and I didn't want to cause a disturbance as the first thing I did. But Linda pulled me along. As we passed the threshold, and as the door closed, we were enclosed together again, my body and hers, a primitive, primordial sensation started to unfurl, awakening from its slumber.

Linda wasn't playing. There was a hunger in her eyes, a longing to have me, and it was certainly intimidating. I knew how assertive and wanting she could be. She had said not tonight, but I feared that her resolve might crumble. And perhaps, mine with it. I didn't come all this way just to fuck her, or the other way around, but I certainly wouldn't have regretted it if I got that added experience.

"I... just let me freshen up real quick in the bathroom," Linda whispered. She grinned briefly, biting her bottom lip. Then she closed the space between us, giving me a quick peck, and then spun around. Her hair and hips swaying hypnotically, she strode to her room.

She wore her skin-tight black jeans, though the shorter version due to the heat, and it offered such a scene that I contemplated whether I'd let her reach the door without being groped. And as her butt swung left and right, I wondered how long I'd spend eating out of those flawless butt cheeks before my body would simply not be able to handle it anymore.

We locked eyes and she grinned from the door.

"Just gonna freshen up," she whispered again. "I'm just across the hallway."

While she was out, I spent a few minutes examining her room. It was more of a guest room that was always designated for Linda's visits, but it still had a faint odor of her. Sweet and feminine. A window, a dresser, a nightstand, and a bed. That was it.

The bed, though, was luckily at a decent size. If it had been a regular single bed, it would be way too crammed, no matter the outcome of the night. My thoughts went towards one of the many possibilities of our escapades: Would it hurt to let her have me? Would she take my pain into consideration? Part of me knew that she would. Linda would have all the control, and I'd feel weak, but knowing Linda... she was the only person I would gladly allow to dominate me. It sounded a bit backward, perhaps, but true at this moment. It was liberating to consider.

It wasn't just the control aspect though. I enjoyed it for whatever reason. Perhaps it was her assertiveness. Her confidence and her consideration. Something so delicate and feminine could just have me wrapped around their fingers, and I'd bend and break. In her case, Linda didn't push me around, not unless I gave her my consent. But with a dominant like Linda, and to the fact that I was apparently submissive, that wasn't a problem.

I wondered what Kim would think. But I quickly pushed it away. I was on break from all that. Kim had said it was good for me to get away from it all and that I should take full advantage, and that's what I determined to do.

The bathroom door across the hallway opened again, and Linda strode in, closing the door to her room behind her. She had removed her makeup and was now wearing nothing but her loose t-shirt and presumably panties. She didn't stop moving, though, not until I was pushed onto her bed and pinned to the mattress, her full, warm body atop me, and her hot lips capturing mine.

I didn't fight. Her hand stroked my crotch and I felt myself melt in her arms. It was a dangerous dance, the path I was being led. Linda was gentle though, caressing, taking her time, her mouth kissing and her hands exploring. And, true to form, she slowly removed my shorts, letting my cock spring forth, my tip poking out of my underwear. She slowly, playfully began mouthing my head through the cloth, driving me crazy.

My shaft kept extending, rising, almost begging to be taken by her warm lips. Finally, the only piece of cloth separating us was pulled down. No warning was given, and I could scarcely take a breath when her mouth was suddenly enveloping me and sucking me into heaven.

"Fuuck..." I hissed and arched my back. I knew how skilled Linda's lips were, how eagerly her throat embraced my tip. But I had never experienced it quite so intensely. "Jesus, Linda!" I yelped and threw my head back.

My toes curled and I heard my heart beating loudly in my ears, almost blocking out all else. Her moans were soft, but her lips were aggressive and her mouth sucked so beautifully. I tried to resist her, not be overpowered by her, but with my pants now around my ankles and Linda humming happily as she took me into her mouth and throat over and over again, I was completely lost.

"No more, I’m getting too sensitive," I pleaded, trying to push her shoulders gently. Linda looked up. Her eyes, half-closed. So playful and confident. She grinned and shrugged slightly. Then she lowered her head again, engulfing my entire cock in wet, exquisite bliss again. "Hng! Oh my god. Linda."

"I love the way your hips jerk up when I take you all the way in," she cooed, running her nose against my balls before planting a sweet kiss to them. I leaned back with a slight yelp. "Let me hear you moan."

My fists bawled and my hips involuntarily rose to meet her. Linda cupped her lips around my tip and sucked, sending shivers through my body. Her head began bobbing up and down on me in a slow, torturous rhythm, sending my mind adrift in a sea of euphoric desire. I opened my mouth, wanting to protest, to make her ease up on her onslaught on my sensitive, swollen cock. No sounds came from my lips, but a strangled gasp, followed by a slow moan.

Just what she wanted. I could feel her smile around me. I wanted to relax and grow limp under the pleasure, but my body tensed and throbbed and shuddered every time I felt her tight throat and the back of her throat.

I realized she was putting extra effort into this, making me feel this good after being separated for so long. Now, I was nothing but a happy camper getting blown into oblivion of sheer delight, and to hell with anything else.

I was surprised I hadn't busted yet, despite her incredible skills. But perhaps that was on purpose, too. She was keeping me on edge, prolonging the experience, keeping me hard and wanting more.

"Fuck, you're good," I groaned, leaning my head back and closing my eyes, letting myself get lost in the sensations. Linda's head bobbed up and down as her throat accepted me again and again, milking my cock, making it throb violently. She was merciless in her actions and the passion with which she had me in her grasp.

Finally, she slowed down just a fraction, letting her saliva coat my dick thoroughly before taking a brief moment to breathe. My cock, drenched, and an angry red, pulsated desperately as it bounced against her cheek, my hips pushing slightly to encourage Linda.

But instead of working my shaft, Linda kissed her way down my length and found my aching nutsack, tonguing and licking her way all over it. The intensity made my hips shudder again and she rewarded it by sucking my balls in her mouth, driving me to the brink.

"So good," I sighed, reaching down for Linda's hair and stroking it, running my fingers through her gorgeous hair. She smiled and began working her way further down. "Fucking hell, Linda, what are you doing?" I whispered.

The answer to that, much to my pleasure, was her tongue sliding over my taint and finding its target. The wet muscle began slowly, carefully licking, circling around, and flicking against my hole. I sighed in bliss and relaxed back on the bed, feeling a warm and comfortable joy seeping through me.

Her actions, both tentative and hungry, excited and soothed me. She had me at her mercy, and while I could feel that she was in complete control, I had never felt more secure than I did now. Her tongue licked and lapped my ass, sending small jolts of electricity through my body. A soft sigh escaped my lips, followed by a sharp inhale as she dove deeper, penetrating me with her tongue.

"Ah!" I moaned, clenching slightly. Linda placed a hand on my thigh and stroked me gently, and I relaxed again. Then her tongue breached me again. "Mhmmm..."

Her tongue flicked against me and then slowly entered me yet again. Linda pushed in deeper, her tongue hot and wet as it probed my hole. She licked around and began thrusting slightly with her tongue, making me moan softly. I could feel my dick twitching and leaking precum all over myself, but I didn't care. My entire focus was on the feeling of her tongue as it worked my ass, pleasuring me beyond what I could have imagined.

The warmth began spreading, but there was a darker urge behind the warmth. Like lava, slowly spreading out from a pit in my stomach, I clenched myself tightly and began to twitch slightly, rocking up and down at each of Linda's advances with her wet muscle. I began breathing harder and faster, my own moans turning into almost grunts as she started to go in deeper and deeper.

"Fucking christ!" I suddenly cried. Linda began flicking, stretching me slightly with her tongue, sending shock waves through me. Her other hand grasped my shaft, holding me tightly but not jerking me off. "You're gonna make me cum..."

In response to this, Linda pulled back just a bit, bringing a whimper from my lips. I jerked my hips slightly, craving the feel of her, the connection, the stimulation. Linda chuckled slightly.

"Not yet," she whispered. Then I felt her fingers at my entrance and slowly entered me, parting my walls. Another, smaller moan escaped. Her fingers curled and hit my spot, nearly blowing the top of my head off. It was one thing having someone licking me and playing with my ass. Quite another having the beautiful brunette that I was currently in a very sexual relationship with working me over. "Your moans are so hot," she said softly. "And the way you look right now… so undone."

"Please," was my whimpered reply.

"Are you going to be a good boy for me?" she purred.

"Y-yes."

"Tell me what you want," Linda encouraged as her finger stroked against my prostate, causing me to thrust my hips upward. She held my cock in a tight grip, keeping me on the edge. I needed her. I couldn't think straight and the feelings swirling around in me were taking a toll on my cognitive thought process.

"I want..." I whispered.

"Do you need this?" Linda cooed, brushing her fingertips across my prostate again and again. "Does this feel nice? Does this feel good? You can be honest. Nobody but me is going to know. Is this how you wanna be played with? Just relax and admit that this feels so fucking amazing."

I bucked hard, thrusting and twisting beneath her as her digits stroked the special spot inside me. Every motion threatened to make me spurt.

"It does. More," I panted, pressing myself harder against her, practically begging for release.

"More?"

"More, please," I corrected.

"So you like it when I do this?" Linda asked coyly, shoving her fingers just the right way to accentuate her point.

"Oh God," I gasped, nodding my head.

"Imagine if it was my big cock. Thick and unrelenting. Deep and powerful. Stroking you in places you never even knew existed, overwhelming nerves so far untouched," she cooed, still working her magic. "Making you squirm, making you sweat, making you beg for more. Make you crave how it'll own you."

"It will feel so good..." I moaned.

"Damn right," she purred and inserted her third finger inside me. "I'll grab your hair and shove my cock deep in you and pound the ever-living life out of you. Is that what you want? You want to feel me inside, destroying you. Breaking you. Making you feel things you've never felt before."

"S-sounds like a plan," I managed to stutter. "Dinner, ah, tomorrow? Local restaurant?" I asked, my words broken by how badly she was edging me. I had basically sealed my fate, heading straight for it without letting me think it through. I wanted this. So bad. Our separation made me realize how much I desired the full experience with her. Maybe Linda felt the same. Maybe this was happening.

"Are you asking me out on a date?" Linda asked, no longer the hungry dominant woman, but the keen girl who was eager to get taken out for an evening. She even stopped her work downstairs. "I mean, are you saying what I think you're saying? No dirty talk."

I looked at her, slightly confused at the short break in our dirty endeavors. "Well, yeah. But you can always ask me when I'm... erh, sober," I said.

"You bet," Linda beamed. "Now, where were we? Right, I'm shoving my fist up your ass and rearranging your insides."

"R-right," I groaned, clenching myself and resuming my previous position, trying to angle myself right so Linda's fingers could find that sweet spot again. I let the warm buzz resume.

"Remember," she grinned, leaning down, her breath hot against my throbbing dick, her free hand cupping my balls. "That once I shove this dick inside you," Linda pressed her soft, warm cock against the length of mine, "you'll never want anything else after I'm done with you."

"Fuck, Linda," was all I could say before she decided to lean down and wrap those divine lips around my cockhead.

With three fingers up my ass, her mouth working my cock expertly, and her free hand caressing and kneading my balls, I could do nothing but let myself submit completely. I no longer could control the twitching or the moans that she was drawing from me, and I bucked uncontrollably under the powerful pleasure she was giving.

She swallowed around my head. I let out a loud whine. Then the heat overflowed and I let myself be swept by the thunder of the orgasm. The feeling started to reach a new level, and with one final thrust and cry, my insides clenched tightly around Linda's fingers. As soon as I exploded, my pent-up cock unable to hold back another moment, she was all the way down on my shaft, her lips tightly sealed around the base as her throat accepted the whole, boiling, sticky load without a problem. I pumped and pumped while she milked every last drop from me, sucking every last drop from my balls until I was spent, nothing left inside of me.

Then, I just slumped back onto the bed, trying to catch my breath, coming down from the high she just rode me through. There was a sense of pride about her, and rightfully so. For, what, thirty minutes she had tortured me into a mind-numbing orgasm. And just because she wanted to. So easily could Linda wrap me around her finger, and almost too literally. And it wasn't even an all that special occasion. She had no idea I was coming down today, yet she dished out such treatment? God damn.

With a giggle, she hopped out of bed, skipped across the room, and headed to the bathroom to presumably wash up a bit.

When she had finished her clean up, she flopped down next to me, and I immediately turned and hugged her, not able to say much else, not really needing to.

"So tomorrow?" she tried, stroking my hair as I dug my nose into her neck and inhaled. "That tickles."

"Yeah, tomorrow," I agreed with a nod, shifting my hand lower and grasping a healthy portion of her juicy ass and giving it a firm squeeze. "I came just to visit and check up on you, and I get treated like that? Wow, just wow."

"You deserved it," Linda said softly.

"What if your dad hears us?" I asked.

"He's dead asleep, don't worry," she reassured me. "Besides, he can't hear shit through these walls. And if he does, then he's probably just happy I'm having fun."

"Oh my god, you are so going to kill me," I groaned, feeling beat from her half an hour long treatment. I was sore and depleted. But there was still one concern remaining. "And what about you?"

"I'm fine," she smiled. "I just wanted to take care of you. And now you're all tired out. You need some sleep. Tomorrow, we'll go out."

She sat up, then bent down to kiss me again. When she pulled back, she smiled down at me and patted my chest. Linda looked beautiful in the moonlight that shone through the window behind her. Her eyes were alight with joy and contentment.

"You know, you have been such a good boy lately, that I might let you be my first tomorrow. Like, you on top of me... or whatever position," she said with a slight smile, stroking my hair again. "It feels weird announcing it like that, and perhaps I'm throwing it away because we're not really together like that, but I know, right now, that I want it to be you. It's not like I want to do it tomorrow. Just... if it happens, I'll be more comfortable with you doing it. I won't change my mind or anything. If it doesn't happen, I won't be disappointed either. It just means it wasn't time yet. I mean, we have all the time in the world. Maybe we'll be doing it for a while before we get that far." Linda stopped, realizing she was babbling. She was quite nervous about it, I could tell.

"That's sweet," I said, pulling her down to kiss her again. "But no promises."

"I don't need promises," she reassured me. "I just want it to be you."

"I'm honored," I said. Truthfully, I was. Such a specimen and she wanted me to be her first? "Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't," she said softly, caressing my face. "There isn't a lot I'm certain about in life, but you, you're one of them. And about that... erh, Dad doesn't know about our situation back home... so he may think you... that you're my actual boyfriend... Sorry about that, I just didn't know how else to explain it. Or perhaps I did, but erh, didn't want to. I'm rambling."

"But I am your boyfriend," I chuckled, a bit more awake now. "Remember?"

"That was just for the weekend," Linda retorted, refusing to yield.

"Was it?" I teased, running a hand across her smooth, flat stomach. She shivered slightly.

"I mean, if you want to," she whispered, leaning down and kissing me again. "You can be my boyfriend."

"And then it's official," I said, squeezing her ass again. Linda squealed lightly, before slapping me over the head.

"Oh my god, you're impossible," she giggled, turning around and spooning up next to me. She pulled my arm around her and held onto it. "We'll figure it out later."

"Yeah, we will," I mumbled, burying my nose in her hair, breathing deeply, and closing my eyes. "What shampoo is that? I can't get enough of it."

"Just Head and Shoulders, I'm not all that particular about that stuff," Linda said. She looked up at me. "You're more awake now than five minutes ago."

"I am," I confirmed.

"Do you... do you mind if I use you a little bit?" she asked. Such a request, given so timidly, yet so hotly. Only Linda could do that.

"I don't mind at all," I grinned. Linda gave me a warm smile before she crawled on top of me again, straddling my chest. Her heavy cock was only inches from my face, and it was hard to ignore how big it was. Even under her lace panties, I could see it twitching. I wanted to taste it. "Can I?"

"Go ahead," she whispered, looking down on me with such adoration that I couldn't help but smile.

I grabbed the waistband of her panties and gently pulled them down. The sight that greeted me made my mouth water. Her cock was even bigger than I had remembered from previously. It had to be ten inches easy, and as thick as my wrist. Thicker and longer even, it seemed, but perhaps that was the angle. After all, it was pointing straight at me.

With a gentle motion, Linda shifted slightly closer, putting herself within reach.

"Do you want me to do it, or do you wanna do it yourself?"

On one part, I wanted to grant her the pleasure of being serviced, being worshipped, and cherished in a most intimate manner. On the other hand, I wanted to experience Linda's assertiveness. And it was an interesting idea, that with my consent, she could just take what she wanted.

"Go ahead," I said.

"Yeah?" Linda grinned. She seemed almost giddy as she pushed her hips forward. "Too late to back out now, Josh."

I didn't back out. Instead, I opened my mouth and awaited her intrusion, the wet, angry tip pressing against my lips, seeking entrance. When they finally parted, a heavy sigh emitting from Linda above me, I opened up to make more room.

"Open wide, love," she purred, pushing herself into me. Inch by inch. Not a brutal advance, but not by any stretch a gentle one. I relished it though, felt every vein, every inch on her wonderful shaft, making it harder and harder for her to stay composed. I savored it.

Her beautiful breasts rose and fell, her breaths coming heavier and heavier, and as my mouth was filled, I didn't even blink or falter. I enjoyed having Linda this way. She didn't abuse her authority. Instead, I loved how confident and unashamed she was with me. I liked how assertive she was. And it made her so, so sexy.

"Holy shit," she groaned, her body twitching under the immense stimulation. "Ah fuck..."

As I pressed my tongue along the bottom of her shaft, she moved and twitched slightly. As she throbbed, I held onto her hips, keeping her steady.

"You really like having my cock in your mouth, don't you?" Linda purred, shoving her fingers into my hair.

"Mmmhhm," was all I could muster with my lips and mouth so occupied.

"Yeah," she whispered, pushing her cock deeper into my welcoming mouth, hitting the back of my throat, making my gag reflex flare, though nothing I couldn't handle. "Like a good boy, taking my whole length down your mouth, treating it like it's the best fucking thing."

She leaned a little bit forward and angled herself differently. Then, with a gasp and a grunt, began steadily fucking my mouth. Deep and strong. Stroking my mouth with her swollen, aching meat, Linda went on for several more minutes until, at long last, she began shuddering over me, groaning heavily, and finally shooting her heavy, thick cum directly into my mouth. I had her cockhead firmly pressed between my lips, my tongue milking it thoroughly as Linda pumped plump ropes of chewy goodness. The more she gave me, the more I swallowed, and the more I tasted.

I tried to look up at her, but she was leaning forward so the only thing I could see was the bottom of her breasts underneath her t-shirt, her belly that appeared under said t-shirt, and of course, the massive shaft pointing toward my mouth. I wasn't able to take her too deep, but that didn't seem to matter to her, as her fat meat deposited warm portions of her genes right across my tongue, coating it.

I almost moaned, a satisfied groan sounding deep from within my chest. It tasted so fucking good. Like, I never expected to be so into Linda's semen as I had proven myself to be, but this... it was thick, chewy, and salty, in the best way. There were nuances there, things that I could taste, and that added flavor and character to what could otherwise be described as a slimy white mess. With her hands placed firmly on my head, her butt squeezing with each pulse, I kept milking Linda's gorgeous and potent meat, as she shot well over a dozen full pumps, the majority of which ended up directly on my tongue.

It was a feat to keep swallowing to make room for more, but I had some practice by now. And a hungry eagerness I never would have thought was within me. I felt like a starved man eating a hearty meal, a drug addict receiving his high... I couldn't help myself from needing more.

And more, and more, until there was nothing left but a lingering sense of salty satisfaction. Linda leaned back, her shaft exiting my mouth with a 'pop'. As she sat like that on my chest, regaining her bearings, she stroked my head affectionately.

"You were wonderful, Josh," she breathed, still fighting her heartbeat.

"Felt great," I smiled, licking around my mouth and cleaning every little nook I could. I might be addicted to Linda's semen, which probably says something. But I did not care, and apparently neither did she. In fact, she seemed delighted that I was so into her in that way. I gave her balls one last worshipful squeeze and kissed each before helping her climb down.

Linda turned and lay down next to me.

"You know what's special to me?" Linda said. "That you're able to push aside everything that society tells us and just be you. And be you for me."

"It takes a special kind of woman," I chuckled.

"I guess," Linda giggled. "If you're not too tired, wanna watch Anchorman 2?"

*

The day after, we woke up pretty early. That is, Linda woke me up with a small breakfast in bed. Toast, eggs, juice, coffee, and plenty of affection. She cuddled up to me as I hated, and for all the confidence she usually carried, around me, she allowed herself to be vulnerable. Not truly vulnerable, she was still strong, but she let her guard down. It was something I greatly appreciated about our relationship.

It was so easy and natural between us, and it had been since day one, or at least since that weekend. We had always gotten along great, more than great truly, but ever since I was allowed to let myself free around this creature, I had known peace and quiet again.

And with her on my arm, how could I not yearn for the appreciation of a simple life?

"I should've come down earlier," I chuckled, squeezing my girl as I ate.

"You should've. Maybe I need to treat you to my carpet beater for not being here earlier," Linda scolded. "Eat up. Dad needs some help getting cement out of his truck. And if you forget your shirt, I don't think anyone will complain."

I laughed and shoved another piece of toast in my mouth.

After eating, I got dressed and followed Linda out to the car. Sean was already there, looking like he was waiting for more youthful bodies.

"These?" I asked, taking two sacks of dry cement in each hand, after seeing Sean struggle with them. It was obvious that he was strong, but that his body wasn't cooperating. From his age to his bad leg.

And then it shone extra how Linda had come down to help them, and perhaps a big majority of the ramp had been built by her alone.

"That's the ones," he grunted. "Thanks, son."

Meanwhile, I could see Linda bite her bottom lip when as I hauled the rest of the sacks of cement, my arms no doubt glistening in sweat and with veins bulging. I tried to ignore her hungry gaze as she ogled me. I felt quite confident in my appearance, and so did she. 

I had to admit I was a bit nervous about later tonight. We had, while drunk on sex, sort of promised each other to go all the way. Both of us, it seemed. But it was a healthy nervousness. I was ready to get closer to her, but also nervous about it. And Linda was a virgin in some ways while I was a virgin in some other ways, and we were going to fuck for the first time. We would both be exploring new territory.

But it wasn't to be denied. Linda was intimidating, but incredibly sweet and in every way perfect for me, and I wanted her. In whatever way. And that didn't mean I would not reciprocate her generous affections, but simply that, now, after a month or so of being close to this amazing, exotic beauty, that my head was clear enough to realize what I had wanted all along. 

My mind wanted to go back to Kim, my actual wife, but I shoved both guilt down as far as I could. This trip was about Linda and me. My relationship with Kim was shaky at best. I hoped that she understood what was actually going on with Linda and me and that her giving me the green light meant she was ready for that. I really couldn't see myself without Linda anymore, but I also wanted to remain Kim's husband. If she could just respect me as her partner more, and not just use me for her sexual exploration, ignoring the damage that was so evident in me, that us three could have something great. If Linda could also agree on that, of course.

But that was a problem for the future. Now it was Linda that mattered. So far she had proved to be great to be around and easygoing, never giving me a reason to panic, only to laugh and let myself enjoy. And she seemed pretty happy with me.

I could only hope I could live up to her expectations. She wanted me to be her first man. That was a lot. Despite what some might think, before Kim, I had never been with anyone. I could count my sexual partners on one hand, yet I always got good feedback. Kim's first time had been clumsy because we were both young virgins, but now I would be the more experienced one. 

At least on that end of things.

I for a fleeting moment wondered whether if Linda had been with many guys, as a top I guess, but I felt a monster grow inside of me just thinking about it. Perhaps I didn't wonder. That being said, I was pretty sure I remembered that she hadn't been with any guys like that. 

Putting down the sacks of cement, I suddenly felt a hand on my lower back, sneaking its way inside my shirt. I shivered slightly at the touch, the sweat trickling down my spine. Linda's fingers were warm and soft, and they caressed me gently, moving around to my belly, touching me, stroking me, exploring me.

"Hey!" I laughed, grabbing her hand and pulling it out of my shirt. "Can't you wait until we're alone?" I said, holding her hand as she tried to pull it free.

"Don't wanna," she giggled, tugging at my hand. "Besides, Sean just headed inside for some drinks."

"So I'm to be molested at the first opportunity?" I asked.

"Yes," Linda said, smacking my hand away so she could run her hand up under my shirt again, feeling my stomach and my chest. "That's exactly what you're here for. Molesting."

She was very bold today. Not that she wasn't bold most days, but this was different. There was something to her eagerness, her desire to be close to me. And that sort of eagerness and desire felt good to be around.

"I could report you for harassment," I joked. She laughed, running her fingertips across my ribcage, feeling my abs clench as I tried to stifle my reaction to her playful advances. Plus, I'm sort of ticklish around my ribs.

Linda quickly stepped away as Sean came out with a glass of lemonade each. She wasn't shy around her stepdad, but she didn't want to torture the old man either.

"I was thinking, erh, if you guys wanna do the ramp, I could go visit Ellie a bit earlier. Unless you wanna join?" Sean suggested.

"We can build the ramp. I want Josh to meet Mom, but maybe we can do that tomorrow instead. If we wrap up the ramp, we can go to the beach tomorrow as well, and the hospital is on the way," Linda said.

"Sounds good to me," I said, cool with whatever.

Sean left shortly after that, and so we were left to build the ramp. Linda and I had done manual labor together and quite quickly found our pace. We were able to finish in less than two hours. The heat was sweltering, though, so by the end we were both covered in sweat, me more than Linda. I guess I wasn't used to the heat like she was.

I didn't mind it, though; if anything, I kind of liked how Linda's t-shirt stuck to her body, revealing the curve of her breasts. And while her cargo shorts were sort of loose, they still made her look amazing. Her wide-set hips were always on point. She caught me staring, but I didn't look away. No reason to. I loved her body, and there was nothing wrong with admiring it.

"You look thirsty," she commented.

"Not just thirsty," I retorted, letting my eyes roam freely. She looked gorgeous.

"Down, boy," Linda giggled, blushing slightly. "Let's get a shower first before we do anything."

"Why? I like my girls dirty," I grinned, moving my hand around her to grope that flawless ass. Wide-set hips, and a firm, fit ass. Perfection.

"Oh, fuck off!" she laughed. "You're really getting brave, aren't you?"

"I guess I am," I admitted, not backing away from the contact, nor letting it go. Her skin was hot and clammy, but also soft. I wanted to bury my face in it.

"Good. You're going to need it," she whispered. "If you thought last night was fun, wait until I really have you."

"Don't tease me too much," I groaned, leaning in and kissing her, making sure to grab another handful of her butt, which earned me a delighted giggle from Linda.

"Now, you wanna take a shower with me, or...?"

"Hell yeah," I grinned, finally letting go of her ass. "But first... I want to eat that ass so bad."

"Josh! Really?" Linda asked, looking a bit shocked at my request.

"What? Can't blame me, can you?"

"No, but, well... I'm sweaty, and we're still in the front yard..." she tried.

"Fair. Maybe we could head to that beach?" I suggested, sensing I should change the subject. Linda, though, was getting other ideas.

"Do we have to? Your sort of got me worked up," Linda said, pinching my butt. Was she hinting that she might want to do something now? I guess we had teased it a bit. "Oh, watch out!"

"What's up?" I asked, turning around in time to see a football fly through the air toward my face. I quickly caught it, just as two kids came running up.

"Sorry," one of them said.

"Out wide!" I called. They grinned and instead of running up to us, they turned to run away. I gunned the football at a decent distance, earning some exciting sounds from both kids as one managed to make an interception.

"That was pretty good," Linda said. "They seemed excited."

"Yeah, it was fun," I agreed. "So, beach?"

Linda grabbed my hand and led me back inside. "Well, there's something I want to do first," she grinned. "Beach later."

"Sure thing. And what's that?" I asked.

"Something that's gonna have you begging for more," Linda teased. She had a way of speaking, a way of sounding, that really had me intrigued.

"Yeah?" I asked, following behind her eagerly.

"Yeah," Linda whispered, tugging at my shirt and pulling me along, her other hand snaking into my pants and squeezing my dick.

As soon as the door closed, I grabbed Linda and pushed her against it, attacking her mouth with mine. But she wasn't happy with that, pushing me back easily, following me as she pushed, until my feet collided with the couch. I fell into a seated position while Linda remained standing, hovering over me as she shoved her tongue into my mouth. I groaned hungrily, my hands immediately grabbing her ass, pulling her against me, my hands squeezing her cheeks greedily, my fingers digging in.

"I like your ass," I groaned as her tongue caressed mine.

"Good," she purred. "You'll like it even more in a moment."

With that, Linda pulled away, grinning at me. Then she turned around, bending forward to show off her amazing, round ass to me. Her hands found the waistband of her shorts, and with one quick motion, she pulled them down to right under her ass. Her thick, juicy ass came into view, slightly clammy with sweat under some nice lacy pink panties.

"Go on. Lick my ass, Josh," she ordered. "That's what you wanted, isn't it? To bury your face in my ass, eating it, licking it?"

I didn't need further encouragement. I leaned in, grabbed her asscheeks, and spread them, revealing her tight, pink hole. It looked so perfect and clean, that I couldn't help myself. I dove right in, licking her hole in one long stripe before settling down and eating her ass thoroughly.

"Ooohhh..." Linda moaned, arching her back, pushing her ass into my face. "That's it. Fuck, your tongue feels good."

I let it glide across her skin, up and down, side to side, flicking and probing. She tasted clean but sweaty. There was a bit of saltiness to it, and also an overall warmth that made me want to bury my face between her cheeks and never leave. I loved the feeling of her soft cheeks against my skin, how her hole twitched under my tongue. She felt good.

My fingers squeezed and kneaded her asscheeks, spreading them and massaging them, doing whatever I could to please Linda. Her moans grew in intensity, and she began grinding herself against my face, using me as much as I used her. It didn't bother me. In fact, it was incredibly hot.

"Mmmhhh..." Linda sighed. "Fuck yeah... lick me good, Josh... that's it... get your tongue in there..."

I was only too happy to oblige her, pressing my tongue against her hole, applying pressure, and letting it slip inside just a little bit. Linda groaned loudly, her hips moving in a slow, circular motion as she ground her ass against my face. I began to fuck her slowly with my tongue, pushing in and out, each time just a little bit deeper than the time before.

"Fuuuck," Linda groaned. "That feels amazing..."

With my hands squeezing her soft ass, I reached around her pulled her shorts all the way to the floor before having her step out of them. Linda gave an annoyed noise at the fact that her pleasure was momentarily halted and pressed her ass into my face again.

"Fuck, you make me so fucking horny, Josh," Linda purred as I got back to worshipping her asshole. I hummed in agreement, which made her moan loudly. "I love having your tongue on me. God, this feels good."

"Have you ever had your... pussy licked?" I dared.

"No," Linda said, but I could tell she was intrigued. Perhaps her horniness made her interested. "Why?"

"Lie down on the couch," I said. "Or do we go to your bedroom?"

"Here is fine, I don't care," Linda panted. She was aching for relief. "Whatever you have planned, I'm game."

Linda quickly stripped completely and lay down on the couch on her back. I stripped as well, except for my boxers, throwing my clothes wherever they ended up. After, I knelt by her and began running my hand up and down her belly, up over her breasts, and down along her leg.

I had gone down on her so many times, but somehow I hadn't really taken any attention to her pussy. It seemed like a boundary I didn't wanna push. And to my defense, her large sack hung over heavily it, more or less concealing it. I leaned down to plant a gentle kiss just below her navel and ran my fingertips over the inside of her thighs. She opened up for me, clearly impatient with my teasing.

"Geez, you're such a tease," she grunted, wiggling herself, trying to urge me to focus on her pussy instead of my gentle, tortuous motions.

"Might be, but you love it," I teased back, gripping her cock at the base. My other hand reached out and found her ballsack, lifting it slightly. My index finger pressed just above the sack, against the area where the cock and the nuts meet, and then followed down towards her taint. The instant I pressed just above her folds, her legs widened almost as though she couldn't control them. That was where I was headed.

But I didn't want my fingers to be the first contact with her pussy, I wanted in there myself. So after giving her balls a light fondling, my hand shifted up to the base of her dick, and my mouth descended to press a kiss just below her sack and further down until I planted my lips upon the thin pink line that was her lips.

With a delicate kiss to her clit, I slowly, teasingly, pushed my tongue down the slit, and then let it swirl around her opening. I felt the muscles flex and move in anticipation, clenching at my touch. With a hungry smirk, I ran my tongue all the way down, tasting her salty sweetness before pressing a soft kiss to the cute pink ring of her asshole, giving it attention as well. She loved having her ass touched, so naturally it would drive her wild.

She seemed to twitch all over, the nerves in her body firing erratically. I circled my tongue around her pussy before coming to rest once again on her entrance. Gently I pressed and, with no resistance, entered her warmth, feeling her quiver as she engulfed my tongue. I let the appendage move up and down, slowly probing, teasing, and massaging, stretching her out slightly.

I began a small but insistent rhythm, keeping my tongue firmly inserted in Linda's tight warmth, my nose rubbing her nuts as she involuntarily moved her hips in a way to stimulate her needs.

"Aaah, mmmhhh... that's so, so fucking nice, babe, don't stop," she muttered as her hips followed my motions.

I didn't say anything, simply focused on giving my beautiful lover pleasure, exploring and finding just the right spot within her, just the right movement. A sweet taste seeped out, coating my tongue and covering it, allowing me to work her more efficiently and give her the utmost of pleasure.

But sensing that she was getting more into it, that she was ready for a bit more intensity, I started to speed up my motions, my tongue now flicking quickly, my head moving slightly back and forth, making her pussy squelch under my assault. Linda let out a low groan, which turned into a long moan as I worked her with my tongue, giving her everything I had. I hadn't always been the biggest enthusiast when it came to giving oral, to my shame, but Linda was changing that. And while I ate her pussy, I found myself loving every second of it, not just because it pleased her, but also because I enjoyed doing it.

"Fuck!" Linda groaned, her hand grabbing the back of my head and pushing me into her crotch. "Don't stop... please don't stop."

I didn't stop. I kept going, kept flicking my tongue against her folds, kept massaging her pussy and her clit with my mouth, and kept doing everything I could to bring her pleasure. Her hips began moving faster and faster as she approached orgasm, her breathing heavy and fast as I continued to work her over, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

After a few more seconds, she cried out, her body tensing, her legs locking around me, her hands gripping the cushions tightly, and then she came. A flood of warm juices coated my face, and I drank down as much as I could, while still making sure to keep pleasuring her. Her moans grew louder and louder as her orgasm washed over her, her body shaking uncontrollably. It seemed like the orgasm just wouldn't end. I kept licking and sucking, making sure she was completely satisfied, and after what seemed like forever, she finally relaxed, letting out a long, content sigh.

"Holy shit," she breathed. "That was amazing."

"Was that truly your first time getting eaten out?" I asked.

"Yes," Linda purred. "And now I'm thankful that it was you. Holy shit, Josh. What the fuck did you do?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. I felt proud of myself. To have a girl become so undone, for her to cum that hard just from my mouth... it felt pretty great.

"I'm just glad you enjoyed it," I said, crawling up and kissing her deeply.

"Yeah?" she said, pulling me close. "Well, I'd say I'm ready for you to fuck me now."

"You are?" I asked, surprised. Was she really ready? I mean, I definitely was, but... she was ready?

"Yeah," Linda said, pulling me close. "I want to feel you inside me."

"I'm happy to oblige," I said. "If that is what you want, I mean."

Linda leaned in and kissed me again, this time harder and more demanding. She pulled me on top of her, wrapping her strong legs around me as she deepened the kiss. I responded eagerly, pressing myself against her, letting my hands roam freely.

"Do you have condoms?" I asked when we finally parted.

"No," she said. "But it's okay."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"I am," Linda said. "I want to feel you inside me, Josh. No barriers between us."

"Okay," I said, nodding. "But if you change your mind..."

"I won't," Linda assured me. "I want to feel your cum inside me, Josh. This is my first time, and I want it right."

"I'll be careful, and let me know if I should slow down," I assured. "You don't want a dinner date first and whatnot?"

"Stop making me wait. Fuck me," Linda chuckled. "I'm not waiting, I've been waiting long enough. If anything, you can wine and dine me later, Josh."

We smiled at each other before she gave me a playful spank. I took the hint, getting off the couch and bringing her along. I lead her towards her own room.

"Oh," she moaned, closing the door behind us. Maybe it was settling in on her.

It didn't take us more than half a minute to be completely undressed, and then we were back in each other's arms. As our lips locked, our tongues colliding, I placed my hands on her butt and gave it a tight squeeze.

"Can you just shove it in me already?" Linda groaned.

"Maybe," I joked, trying to stay calm even though I was fairly aroused myself. "I'm going to go slow. It can be... a bit uncomfortable the first time."

Linda nodded, finally displaying some of that vulnerability she only dared to show around me. But she still guided me to her bed and pulled me down, eager as ever. I tried my best to make myself comfortable between her legs without putting too much weight on her. I wanted her to feel secure, not suffocated.

When we were lined up, my shaft pressing against her folds, I looked down at the creature I was about to deflower. And it was so gorgeous. Linda's eyes shone bright with excitement as her hands reached down and grabbed my length.

"You're such a handsome man, Josh. Do you have any idea just how perfect you are?"

"Perfect?" I repeated. "Yeah right. You're delusional, Linda."

"Oh, shush," she said, pushing me back a bit so that my cock could align properly, before allowing me to inch slowly toward the entry, the head kissing the bottom of her pussy lips.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Give it to me," Linda said, her teeth gnashed with determination as well as joy and a tinge of nervousness. She wasn't confident about all things, after all. But not even in her inexperience did she look out of place. With her magnificent features, Linda always looked stunning, no matter the setting. But now, in the heat of the moment, in the glow of the day, and with sweat covering us both, she was understandably quite nervous but determined. She had waited so long.

"As you wish."

Carefully, I placed my dick at the entrance and slowly began pressing forward. There was a tightness as the tip disappeared, which caused both of us to let out a small gasp. For a few seconds, I held still, focusing only on her comfort and how far she wanted to take it, until her eager hand groped at my butt, squeezing firmly, encouraging me further, wanting to be penetrated deeper and further. So I pressed in deeper, each inch stretching her a little bit more. I tried my best to be gentle and not to hurt her, but Linda wanted me fully and all at once. With one solid thrust, my cock entered her, the entire shaft disappearing into her body.

The intense warmth of her depths welcomed me, her muscles twitching and clenching around me as my head came to rest inside her, deep. We lay there for a while, me struggling to not start pounding her hard right away, and her getting used to having my hard cock inside her.

"Feeling good, baby?" I whispered. "It feels wonderful for me. You're so fucking warm and soft, your tight little body feels great wrapped around me."

"It sounds so good when you call me baby," Linda whispered, a sheen of sweat on her head. I wasn't sure if it was from the strain of being deflowered, the discomfort that came with that, or if it was just Florida being Florida. "I'm no longer a virgin," she added, more of a rhetorical statement.

"How is it?" I asked. "For you, I mean. I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"Not at all," Linda said. "Or yes, I guess. It stings a bit, but that's a part of losing your virginity, right? It'll fade with time. And then, there's you."

"Me?"

"Yea... I mean, fuck, it feels good just being together," she breathed. "Now that you're in me, it's like I'll never be complete again without having you buried in me. And it wasn't even planned. It wasn't something I thought of, like concretely, I mean, but when you showed up, I just knew this was it. If you'd be down, then I'd be down."

"I'm definitely down," I smiled.

Linda smiled back. "I noticed," she giggled. "Please fuck me."

With a slight pull-out, I relented, bottoming out. As I did so, her chest and ass quaked. When I began rolling my hips gently, sliding in and out, a hand squeezed my ass. "Go a bit faster."

"You're impatient," I said.

But I wasn't much better. I sped up, going from gentle thrusts to regular, rhythmic thrusts. The movement sent pleasure through the both of us, as my dick slid in and out of her warmth. Linda's grip tightened and her teeth clenched as she grit herself through it. But the way she rolled her hips and bucked up to meet mine showed that she was loving every second of this.

"Yeeees," Linda growled. "Yes! Yes, yes, oh... mmmhhhh, yeah! Just... oohhh fuuuuck..."

It was hard not to move, especially as her velvety softness gripped me so snugly. Our bodies rocked together, the only sound was the wet, sticky slap of our joining bodies and our combined grunts of pleasure.

"I love you so much," Linda whined.

"I'm crazy about you," I groaned back. "Fuuuck, Linda... I'm close. Is it safe?" I asked.

"To cum in me?" she asked. I noticed that she hesitated a bit. She had been so adamant about it earlier, but now she hesitated. Why?

"Yeah..." I said, slowing down a bit. "Is it safe?"

"Well, not really... I didn't expect to get fucked, but I really really want the full experience with you. I want to feel your cum in me. I want you to cum inside me, Josh. So... it's not safe, but I can't help myself."

"Okay," I breathed, speeding up a little. "If you're sure."

"I am. I trust you," Linda assured me.

I nodded, my hips continuing to roll. I could feel her pussy quiver around my shaft as I began to lose control, my orgasm building within me. I pounded harder, burying myself over and over inside of her, my pace picking up as I got closer and closer to the release I so desperately craved. Linda gripped me tightly, pulling me closer, burying her head against my shoulder as I kept fucking her, forcing myself to stay at a delicate pace while also chasing down my orgasm.

My shaft twitched, and I grunted loudly, hitting down to the very bottom of Linda before I erupted deep inside her, pumping heavy loads of my seed into her, my orgasm nearly making me collapse. Linda gasped and cried out, her walls clenching as the pleasure of her own release washed over her, sending shocks of bliss through the both of us. We climaxed together, riding the waves of pleasure and, more than physical, pure feeling.

As the intensity of our mutual release began to wane, we lay still, our bodies slick with sweat, my dick buried to the hilt inside of her as she clung tightly to me. Her walls squeezed my cock tightly, and she seemed reluctant to release it.

"Oh God," Linda gasped, her eyes wide, her face flushed from her exertion.

"You alright?" I chuckled, letting out a hoarse grunt as I managed to remove myself. I looked down and saw thick strings of white stickiness between the two of us. I couldn't help but give a satisfied smirk at the sight. She had taken it like a pro.

"That felt amazing," Linda groaned. "I've never experienced anything like that."

I laid next to her, breathing heavily. I hadn't expected her to be this good, but it had happened, and there was no denying it. As I lay there, breathing and coming down, my mind wandered to my wife. That was an unpleasant corner of my mind, while this here in Florida was perhaps among my best moments. It was like two separate worlds. Courtington and Florida. And I was happy to remain in this happy state a bit more. And if there were consequences, I knew I'd take those. I had to, and I wanted to.

"What was that face?" Linda asked. She was lying close, her arms around my shoulders. She hadn't failed to notice the shift in my disposition, it seemed.

"Just..." I mumbled. "The mess."

"Ah," she said, cuddling up to me. "Back home?"

"Yeah. I really wish it wouldn't intrude like this," I explained, placing my hand on her waist, hugging her a bit tighter. "I really want to make it work with you."

"I'm glad to hear that," Linda smiled. Then she got more serious. "So, I'm your girlfriend, and you're my boyfriend..."

"Yeah?" I said, wary.

"I... I'm not like Kim, you should know. And I don't want to boss over you, I mean I do in some ways at least, but you know, your life is your life. But, I know Kim gave you a green card with Amanda, and I guess with other girls..." Linda began. "And if you're my boyfriend, erh, is it okay if I'm revoking that? I mean, if we're both there and horny, you know I'll fuck the shit out of Amanda and you at the same time, or anyone else, but I really need to be clear that I won't share you with just anyone."

"That's... a good point," I chuckled. "I'm actually glad to hand the green card in. It has only made me more confused about what is okay and not. Kim says it's okay, but my morals don't. And of course, as we both know, if one has the opportunity to fuck someone like Amanda you take it. But I'm happy to be loyal. I'm actually not that hard to please and keep happy."

"I'm very hard. And eager to please," Linda teased. "So it's not overbearing that I want you to rein it in? I mean, I can accept Kim since it's us three, but y'know."

"I know," I concluded. "And I think it's awesome that you feel comfortable putting boundaries."

"Good," Linda said, pulling me close and kissing me deeply. "Because I'm going to have so much fun with you, Josh. So much fun."

*

I was glad to learn that Linda didn't plan on letting me out of bed for a while. We spent hours exploring each other's bodies, getting to know each other intimately. Linda seemed to relish her newfound discovery of vaginal sex, and she was insatiable. Her favorite way seemed to be missionary. She loved the feeling of being covered by me, wrapped up in my arms as I made love to her.

She also allowed me to get a turn to fuck her thoroughly, having her bent over on her bed with her fantastic ass looking up at me while I pumped away, doing my best to make my partner enjoy herself thoroughly.

And then, after four or five times, we needed a rest. We changed the sheets, though slowly as we were both a bit sore, and headed to shower off hours' worth of sweat and other bodily fluids. There was, to put it bluntly, quite a lot of fluid. But it had been incredible.

"Shower with me?" she offered, taking my hands.

"I'm ready," I smiled, pulling my boxers down. I followed her into the bathroom, which she was fortunate enough to have an actual walk-in shower that we could use together. She turned on the hot water, letting it rain down on us. Her skin gleamed with drops of water as I stepped inside, immediately grabbing onto her.

"You've been in charge for a while now," Linda said. "But not anymore."

She pushed me up against the cold tiled walls, sending a cold chill up my spine as the steaming water poured over the both of us.

"I think it's time for you to get your lunch," she giggled, teasing me mercilessly. "Don't you, babe?"

"I could eat," I answered cheekily. "Lunch, at least."

"I love your face when you're horny. The hornier, the better," Linda said. "Now, be a good boy and close those eyes of yours."

"Ooh, kinky," I chuckled. Linda snorted at the absurdity, shaking her head.

"Alright, let's not play around." She moved me against the wall more, and then carefully parted my legs. The tiles were cold, but not too cold. "Hold still and keep them closed, would you?"

My breath hitched. "Why would you want my eyes closed?" I asked suspiciously.

Linda didn't respond. Instead, she got behind me, and then I could hear her lower herself to the floor, her mouth trailing soft kisses along my ass and thighs.

"Keep them closed," she commanded, right as her hands trailed up my back. I kept my eyes closed, doing my best not to tense up as her lips continued to trail soft kisses and nibbles all over my skin.

"Linda?" I breathed but still enjoyed the contact. I tried my hardest not to jerk around, and eventually, her ministrations brought me into a zen-like state where the warm water cascaded over us both as her gentle mouth worked its way from my cheeks all the way to my crack, her tongue swirling a sensual circle around the rim. I let out a sigh of contentment as I was washed over by a warm blanket of desire, my nerves firing as she worked her way deeper into my most intimate of areas.

"You have a beautiful ass," she breathed, as her nose nuzzled against my tailbone, her tongue pressing deeper inside my tightness. "You are beautiful, Josh."

I groaned appreciatively, unable to speak through the sensations, through the way that she made my body come alive, her hot mouth kissing, licking, sucking, and tasting every inch of me.

After a couple of minutes, her warm tongue pulled away, and she stood up. "Are you ready for the main meal, Josh?" she breathed in my ear. I nodded wordlessly, enjoying the feeling of the shower running down my front and her breasts pressed against my back.

"On your knees," Linda said softly but firmly, turning off the water. I followed the orders and knelt on the floor.

When I felt her touch, this time a bit rougher, I opened my eyes. My whole world was Linda from her navel to her heavy nut sack, and her huge meat in between.

"Open wide, sweetheart," Linda groaned, her free hand cradling my jaw and forcing me open. The swollen, uncut tip of her big cock pushed past my lips. Her taste invaded my mouth and senses immediately as I ran the tip of my tongue across the smooth, silken skin, the salty pre-cum spreading like a fresh mint through my entire body and driving me even crazier with lust.

I tightened my grip on her ass as I brought her closer. As Linda started to thrust herself in, I moaned loudly in complete satisfaction, allowing her to drive the fat head of her shaft against the back of my throat repeatedly. There was something exhilarating about submitting to a girl. That the most vulnerable position possible was also the best place for me to be.

"Lean back on your heels more. That way I can straddle you more," Linda ordered, moving closer and placing her feet outside my thighs. And as I shifted around, letting go of her round butt and moving so that her cock forced me to lean back, I thought of all the times she had put me in a submissive place and how easily I had bent to her will. It wasn't anything bad. Not really. It was how we were and what we did, and as long as I could suck that giant cock, I didn't care one bit how much I had to bow and bend.

After five minutes of determined thrusting, not too hard, not too deep, but just enough to pleasure her most sensitive areas the most, I was rewarded by a healthy batch of Linda's genes straight down the pipe. I moaned like the desperate man I was, swallowing eagerly.

"There we go," she panted. "Had to put things back in order."

"With you on top?" I asked. Linda smiled and nodded.

*

After another shower, an actual cleansing one, we decided it was indeed time to head to the beach. If we were left alone too much, I think we'd not be able to walk for a week afterward, so it was good to actually leave the house.

Apparently, Linda was a bit self-conscious about wearing a full bikini. As a man, I could relate to that. Instead, she opted for trunks, and oddly enough, they matched mine.

"Well, I got them from Entrendy, after all," Linda teased.

"Ah, free advertisement," I teased back. I then scanned her and added, "Great advertisement..."

"Let's head out."

Luckily enough, the beach wasn't too crowded. It was a regular work day after all, I just happened to be my own boss, and Linda happened to be my girl, so we could indulge in each other's presence. We found a nice spot a bit away from the others, and set up shop. It didn't take long before Linda stripped off her t-shirt. I couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous body. She was incredibly fit, and even if she wasn't, I knew she'd look great. But her flat stomach, with a hint of abs, her sizeable chest, her dimples in her cheeks as she smiled, and how her smile reached her onyx-gray eyes and glowed…

I had remarked it before, but seeing that I could make her happy made me happy. Some would say this relationship was very one-sided, that she stood to benefit from everything, but the way I looked at it, I had a lot to give. The thing I didn't have was a steady, caring woman at my side. Now I had that. And a wife who was pretty kinky, though perhaps questionable about how she administered her kinks. Again, I'd work that out when I got back home, and I would give it my all.

"Beer? I... also have some for joints," Linda said, almost apologetically. "I never smoke at the house back home, just so you know."

"I wouldn't mind you doing so," I chuckled. "Beer is fine. I don't like inhaling smoke."

"I'll stick to beer as well, then," Linda smiled. She grabbed two beers from the cooler, handing me one.

"Thanks," I said, taking it and having a sip. It was refreshing, even if beer technically is dehydrating. "Also, Kim hate drugs, so I never partake in any."

"That's fair," Linda said. "More weed for me."

We sat there for a while, drinking our beers, letting the sun warm us up and dry the sweat that had built up. After a bit, not too long, actually, we both needed a swim to cool off. We headed to the ocean and swam around for a bit.

"We should have brought a ball or a Frisbee," Linda said.

"Why? We have something to toss around right here," I said, grabbing Linda, hoisting her up in the air, and throwing her into the water. She screamed as she landed with a splash.

"What was that for?" Linda asked, splashing me.

"Just keeping things interesting," I grinned, swimming away from her as fast as I could.

"Oh, I'll give you interesting!" Linda called, chasing after me. I could easily outswim her, but where was the fun in that? Instead, I let her catch me, and we ended up splashing around in the water, fooling around, and eventually wrestling became a passionate make-out session.

"You're such an asshole," Linda panted, kissing me again.

"Yeah," I agreed, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close.

"I like it, though," Linda said. "But we need to calm down a bit before we go ashore."

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I'm hard as a steel pipe," Linda whispered in my ear. "Maybe you got somewhere snug I can hide it?"

"You're making it difficult for me too, now," I said, scanning the beach. There weren't many there, but enough so that I didn't exactly want us both to parade with teepees in our pants.

After a bit of just hovering around in the water, we both deemed it safe to head up. We were getting hungry anyway, so we decided to grab some food before heading back to her house, and soon enough, we were walking down the street to a place we could eat. As this was slowly becoming a full date, I sort of wondered if we should go home and get changed and find a nice restaurant. However, Linda didn't want anything extravagant, wanting it to be casual and lowkey, and who was I to say no?

So, we ended up eating at a small local diner that sold burgers and fries. It was surprisingly good, and while the prices were reasonable, I still insisted that I would pay for the two of us, not wanting to hear any arguments about it. She did give me a bit of a sassy attitude, but I stood my ground.

As we moved over to dessert, our idle conversation seemed to take a more serious turn, as there were still many factors and aspects to consider. And I guess Linda wanted to be sure of what we were doing.

"Can I ask you something?" she asked.

"Sure," I said.

"You're obviously successful, but you're obviously not a psychopath, and you're very charitable. Hospitable, kind," Linda began. "How come? I mean, you don't come from money, yet you don't lose all control when you have it. You're still you, even if I didn't know you before. I understand growing a business, but some of the investments you make around Courtington and other places are borderline charity. You work so hard and make money, but you're not exactly stringent about using money either."

"Well," I started, though stalling as I didn't expect such a personal question about life philosophy. "I'm not careless about my money. I was, and I got burnt a few times, but it also taught me some valuable lessons. I guess you can say for every investment I make, I make one or two for ‘charity’ as well. I like helping people out. I grew up poor, as you know, and I saw a lot of people struggle and go through some difficult things."

I sighed. How real did I wanna get? I guess I never truly opened up about these things. Kim and I grew up together, so she saw what I saw and it wasn't the most ideal of situations always and we never really talked about it. When I won big with crypto, what seemed so long ago, it was a huge blessing, and I wanted to spread my blessing to the best of my abilities.

"I hate poor people. Or, more accurately, the concept of being poor. If it could be personified, I wish I could kill it. Not just because I grew up like I did, but because I've seen the shame and humiliation that come from not being able to get by. Kim's mom pawned her wedding ring for oxy money. I stole stuff, and even now years later I feel like shit that I had to do so. How I hurt local businesses, how it also was either that or see my sister getting bullied for not having clean clothes. Maybe that is why I make affordable clothes, and why I buy into so many small businesses where I barely make any profit, where I can instead give local stores and businesses security. Sure, there are gains financially from it, at least a little bit, but I like to think that is not the reason I'm doing it."

"Josh..." Linda said, taking my hand in hers. "I'm sorry you went through so much. But... you're giving me hope, I suppose. You're a good man. I know you don't want me to compliment you on it, but you're an awesome human being. And I love you."

I chuckled at her comment, knowing that I wasn't all that good. "You're pretty great yourself, Linda." I wanted to return her final statement too, but she warned me against it and I didn't want to cause a scene. "You've had it pretty rough, too, right?"

"Yeah, but I'm not following your speech with any of that. But it makes me want to understand what you're getting out of a relationship with me," Linda said. "I mean, you've done so much for me. Everything I have now is a by-product of you. I'm not sure if it's a negative thing, because I love how you wanna provide and help, but it baffles me what you see in me, y'know... more than good sex, I guess. And even then, I'm not even like other girls. I was a virgin in some ways up until this morning."

"Maybe it's the little things. You stick up for me. All I want in this world is to have someone who loves me and respects me, and who I... can do the same back to. You're my security in life. It's how you're considerate while you're assertive, how you check in on me, all those things. 20 million or 200 million in the bank, it doesn't really matter, but having a partner like you does. And I mean it when I say it, Linda. You're amazing."

She smiled at me, and there was a genuine glow in her eyes as I spoke. It was true. I was fairly convinced, despite her objection to me saying it, that I loved her, and she loved me, and no matter how I looked at it, I felt secure with her. I could let go when I was with Linda, and I trusted her not to abuse all that I gave her.

"And a relationship isn't a transactional thing. We do things for each other because we want each other to be happy. And as far as I'm concerned, you're all girl to me, and if anyone has a problem with that, I'll just throw them out the door."

"Like with Zach," Linda recalled, with a small smile on her face, remembering the very first day we met over a year ago.

"In his case, I barely needed a reason," I chuckled. "But yeah. And like then, like now. Would. Absolutely."

"Thank you for being here, Josh," Linda said, squeezing my hand. "Thank you for being my boyfriend."

"Thank you for being my girlfriend, Linda," I said, leaning in to kiss her.

"I can't believe this is real," Linda said, looking out over the ocean. "I mean, just over half a year ago, I had lost my job, my apartment, I almost lost Barney, and I didn't have five bucks in my account to even attend your birthday party. You know, I still went because it was you. Fuck, Josh, you have no idea how hard it has been to be so close but so far away all this time.... which is why it feels extra shitty whenever I hurt you."

"But you've never hurt me. You've never been the problem," I retorted. "You were the best part of all those things. And why focus on the negative? We're awesome together. We build everything from IKEA furniture to fences to ramps, we make awesome websites together, and we love to hang out with each other even if it’s just watching a movie or going for a swim. And more."

"You're right," Linda said.

"But on that note," I said. I hesitated, but it was something I felt I should ask. Sure, we knew each other well, but there were still things that had to be asked and said. "I have to ask. Should there be an opportunity, and I want you to be dead honest, would you cuck me? Even if it meant hurting me, or even just to please me?"

"No," Linda blurted out immediately, looking horrified at that. That made me happy. "Never. Maybe we can have fun with some extra girls and whatever, but going as far as that? No. Never. It makes me sick to my stomach to betray you, especially now. Maybe it’s hypocritical and wrong of me to say so, but even entertaining it is painful to me."

"I know, and I'm glad. I had to ask," I said.

"I get it. I mean, I understand. But that's not for me, and please, I really hope you’re past that and never ask me to do it either. That's sort of why I also wanted to revoke that green light before. Some things I can tolerate, and some things are in the past, but now that we're dating, no," Linda said.

"Sounds perfectly reasonable," I said. "And in our relationship, erh, like I've said before. I want you to be... comfortable to be you."

"I know what you're getting at. I'll bend you over the kitchen sink and fuck the shit out of you if I feel like it, got it," Linda said with a smirk. "You want me to be the dominant one between us."

"Yes," I said. "But if you don't want to..."

"I do. It's pretty much what we've done already anyway," Linda said. "Though, on occasion I really want you to fuck the shit out of me too. Holy fuck, I never knew how good it felt until you did it."

"Well, that's great news," I said. "And I can do that anytime you want me to."

"I'm sure you can," Linda giggled. "It's funny, though. If you had asked me last year if I'd be dating you, I'd probably not have believed you. I never thought I could be so lucky."

"Same here," I admitted. "I've always admired you, Linda. It wasn't just your looks, though those were always pretty damn great, but you're just such a great person."

"Maybe you should ask for the check," Linda said.

"Why?"

"Because I really wanna take you home and fuck you," Linda said bluntly. Her desire was mutual, though, so it wasn’t a hard request to follow up on.

"Oh... well," I said, finding my wallet rather quickly.

*

Getting home happened in a fast blur. One moment we were outside finding the Uber we ordered, then we were inside her house, and then she was pulling me into her room and pushing me onto the bed. She didn't give me any time to think or process what was happening, but I didn't need it. All I needed was her.

She stripped out of her clothes, giving me a quick show before she climbed onto the bed and on top of me. I was still fully clothed, but that didn't seem to bother her. I could see the hunger in her eyes, the desire to have me right then and there.

"Fuck, I've been waiting all day to get you like this," Linda growled, grabbing my shirt and tugging it off. I moved my hands to help, but she slapped them away. "Oh no, I'm doing all the work tonight."

She pushed me back down, kissing me deeply. Her tongue slid into my mouth, her lips pressing against mine. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, but she again pushed me away. Instead, she took my hands and held them above my head with one hand while the other began to undo my pants.

"You're mine tonight," she said softly, but firmly. "All mine."

With my pants undone, she pulled them down and tossed them aside. Then, she began to stroke my cock through my boxers. I groaned as her soft hand moved up and down my shaft, feeling my dick swell at her touch.

"Are you nervous?" she asked.

"I am," I admitted. "You're big and can be quite... brutal..."

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," Linda said. "I'll be very gentle."

"Neither do you... about being gentle," I said, trying to tease her a bit to lighten my own nerves.

"But I will. I'll fuck you much harder later," Linda promised, giving me a gentle kiss.

She let go of my hands and reached down to pull my boxers off. Once they were off, she grabbed my cock again and began to slowly stroke it. As her hand moved up and down my shaft, I moaned softly and closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her hand on my cock.

"Mmh, that feels good," I moaned.

"You like that?" Linda asked, speeding up her strokes slightly. "You like it when I stroke your cock?"

"Y-yeah," I moaned.

"Good, because I'm gonna do it a lot more tonight," Linda said. "I'm gonna make you feel so good, baby. I can promise you've never felt anything like what I'm gonna do to you."

Linda moved her free hand down to my balls, gently cupping them and massaging them. The feeling was incredible, but it didn't end there. Her hand went further until her middle finger, without pause, slid between my buttcheeks and inside me, causing me to arch my back and moan loudly. I felt her digit begin moving inside me, exploring me.

It was territory she was already familiar with, though, but I welcomed it. She seemed eager, and I was excited. My cock twitched as I bucked a bit up to her hand. Linda placed her hand on my chest to ease me.

"Sorry," I panted, feeling overwhelmed by her finger massaging my prostate. It wasn't that that made me buck, it was that she stroke a nerve inside of me that she seemed in total control over each time she did and the thought that Linda would fuck me the same way and that it would likely be much more intense.

"You're fine. You're doing good," Linda soothed me. Her finger pressed in further, and I gasped. She took hold of my throbbing cock and began stroking it slowly, and her finger inside of me began to speed up. Her pace was slow and controlled, not fast and forceful like her jerking was.

"Fuck," I whispered. "That feels really fucking good."

"Just wait until I got my cock in you, baby," she said, speeding her thrusting up. "When I fuck you so deep you see stars and your legs shake."

"I-I can't wait," I moaned, her strokes faster than her thrusts inside of me.

"Neither can I," Linda said, grinning wickedly. "So, I guess you better just relax and let me fuck you into a state where you won't even remember your own name. When I'm done with you, all you'll remember is that I own you."

"Fuck," I whined. I wanted it to hurt. I didn't care how much it stung, how much it burnt, or how much it stretched me. I wanted her to make me take everything she gave.

"That's the plan," Linda agreed.

I arched my back again as her finger curled inside me, hitting every sensitive spot.

"Feels good?" she asked, though it was clearly rhetorical.

"Yeah," I grunted. "Feels so good. I love it, baby."

Linda smiled at me, then slowly added another finger inside. The sting was definitely there, but as soon as her fingers began moving, a mix of a whimper and a cry escaped me. "Yes. That's it. Show me how good it is for you."

The burn increased as she spread her fingers apart, stretching me out. But again, her gentle pace meant I quickly adjusted. My body seemed to be enjoying the attention, and the friction became ecstasy.

"This ass is all mine," she said, leaning down to lick the side of my face. "So are you." I had barely taken note that she had moved closer, that I was moments away from being fucked by her huge girl cock. "Ready?"

I looked down and could see the tip of her shaft glistening with pre-cum above my navel. Fuck, I wanted this. The fact that it was Linda... My heart pounded in my chest as saw the glistening cock being jerked.

I nodded.

Linda wasted no more time. Her fingers pulled out of me. I instinctively tensed my sphincter muscles at the sudden loss of the stimulation.

Linda leaned forward again, placing a small kiss on the corner of my mouth. Then I felt the thick, swollen cock head against my hole.

"I'll be gentle and I'll be kind," Linda said, applying the tiniest of pressure, and I felt an enormous amount of pressure against me. "But once I'm inside, I'm in charge. Do you trust me?"

"Completely," I breathed, letting out the air that built up from my nervousness.

Linda nodded.

The sensation of her cock being gently, lovingly forced into my ass caused my toes to curl. As she slowly began to penetrate, her large cock stretching me, my breathing became rapid and uneven, my heart beating against my chest. It hurt, but it also brought pleasure that surpassed anything I had felt. She hadn't even pushed very deep, but I think it was because it was her that I felt so incredible. My brain seemed to melt in ecstacy. My limbs were numb. And, God, my ass was on fire in the most pleasant of ways.

As she entered, I lost all sense. I wasn't thinking. I was feeling, and not just the stretch or the stinging that came with it, but a deep-seated, pleasurable feeling like no other. I think I moaned, but I had no clue if that came from the overwhelming physical experience or just knowing that I had somehow reached this level of physical intimacy with this amazing woman.

"Still trusting me?" she whispered. "Talk to me, Josh."

"Ooooooh!" I called out, tensing up as she tried to go a bit deeper. "Yes! Fuck yes! Keep going, babe... Don't stop."

"Oh, I have no such plans," Linda whispered, moving closer. 

Suddenly it all felt much more intimidating and scarier than I thought, it was much more overwhelming than I realized, being this vulnerable. Luckily, or no luck at all, Linda took note and paused. She stroked my cheek.

"Try to hold eye contact. I know this can be intimidating, but it will be much better for you if you keep focused on me," she said, her voice like silk in my ear.

Her encouragement helped a lot. I struggled with both wanting to open my eyes wider and clamp shut, but as we connected, and the push continued, it grew less uncomfortable, and with her warm and caring gaze, the discomfort slowly vanished.

"There you go," she purred. "Almost there. Are you doing okay?"

"I-I-I'm..." I croaked, swallowing hard. My mouth was dry, and my eyes watered. It was amazing, but I still needed some time. A part of me was terrified and confused about having her huge meat stretching me so intensely.

"Are you alright?" she asked. I heard a hint of concern in her voice, mixed with her lusty desire to keep pushing inside of me.

"Keep going," I managed.

"Of course, baby," Linda said. I could hear that it turned her on a ton. "Just tell me if it gets too much."

She began to move in a slow back and forth. Not too fast or deep, but I could feel that she didn't want to be gentle the entire night. After a moment or two of just feeling her gliding in and out of me, my body started to respond positively. I had begun to relax, which helped with the pain as well.

It wasn't long before the pain faded completely. The tension between us had faded, and a bond like no other connected us. My head started to fog up as the heat spread from my lower belly and reached to every part of my body, numbing and soothing at the same time. She sped up, not by a lot, but just enough to elicit a response. I groaned as I felt her move deeper, my back arching. I squeezed my muscles around her cock, eliciting an exhilarating gasp from her.

"How is it?" Linda asked with a hint of confidence.

"Fuck, Linda, keep going... oohhhh," I cried as a spark lit me up from inside. The pleasure made me shudder as a ripple effect exploded from my lower region.

"If you insist. Ready to learn a few things about yourself that you don't know yet?" Linda asked.

Without waiting for a reply, Linda shifted, and as she shifted, I felt a major difference inside of me. And when she gave a thrust, my brain completely melted. I thought my mind had gone blank before, but now I was going white, black, and everything in between. As I was emptied of thoughts and replaced with pure feelings and reactions, the only thing I knew was that she was rocking back and forth, moving her hips, fucking me. Fucking me!

My breaths became more and more ragged. It wasn't until the fifth or so thrust that the sensations in my body coalesced and exploded, sending ripples of a full-on, powerful orgasm through me. My vision blurred, my body shook and tensed, and a sound like I'd never heard before left my lips. It was unlike anything I had felt or experienced before.

Without any other stimulation, my cock grew rigid, throbbing, twitching, and pulsating. Before my mind had caught up, my entire body had been sent into a convulsing, seismic frenzy. White cum spurted from the tip of my cock and sprayed all over me in a series of involuntary but unrelenting spurts.

Linda stopped to make sure that I was all right, giving me a moment to take it all in. The most surreal experience of all was when she started slowly thrusting again. She had no problem making my cock grow hard again and without mercy, continuing to ravage me until I exploded again.

"Think you can go on a bit longer?" Linda asked as my second orgasm washed over me.

"Fuck," was all that I could reply, still coming to my senses, still trying to figure out what the hell just happened. I still wasn't thinking properly. But it was incredible, and I had no issue whatsoever.

"Good boy," Linda praised as she took possession of my body with ease and again drove her rock-hard meat through me. "You're doing so good. You're so fucking perfect. Oh fuck, baby..."

The bliss was indescribable. Being intimate, physically, in this manner, was... beyond the words I had for it. All I knew was that I never wanted her to stop.

I felt my inner walls part for her every time she thrust. Her big dick carved its shape into my ass, opening up the tight passage, the muscles clenching and trying to close but being pushed further apart as the force of her movements were too much to be overcome by something as basic as nature.

"You’re, ugh, doing great, baby," Linda moaned as her cock found places deep inside me it hadn't hit previously. She held deep, only flexing her ass cheeks, letting her nuts rest against my ass as she churned and oozed, getting ready.

My fingers gripped her ass tightly. The cock inside of me, her incredible body... it was too much, in the most amazing way.

Linda took me again and again and again. And when I came the next time, Linda's whole body shuddered and I felt her thick rod inside me swell. We gasped. We clutched one another. Then her heavy nuts exploded, and I felt her warm seed spread throughout my ass. It felt like she was pouring scolding hot lava into me, but it was heaven and not hellfire. That thick essence was getting loaded into me, and knowing that it came from Linda, that it held her DNA, well, perhaps it was silly of me, but knowing that made it extra special to feel her relieve herself in me.

"Oooooooh... yes," she gasped. "Take... my cum, baby... fuuuck, that feels good."

*

After a moment, Linda rolled off of me and laid back down. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close, our bodies pressed together.

"Did you like it?" Linda asked.

"That's... an understatement," I sighed, my body still on a natural high.

"Was it better than expected? Did it hurt?"

"Yes, on both accounts, but I loved it. It was certainly more intense than with your fingers," I chuckled.

"Mm," she purred. "So glad to hear that, Josh. Wasn't exactly easy for me to keep myself restrained like this. If you let me, I could have wrecked you thoroughly."

"Why do I like the sound of that?" I chuckled. "Maybe... just a tiny bit next time?"

"Hm, yeah. That will work nicely," Linda said, running a hand through my hair. "I'm so happy right now, you have no idea. My first relationship with someone I really care for."

"Come here," I said, pulling her in for a hug. She quickly settled into my arms. Despite being the obvious top in our little relationship, I still enjoyed having her in my arms.

"Do you want to hear the rest of my dream scenario?" Linda muttered into my chest.

"What, the one about the cabin?" I asked.

"You remember," Linda said, looking up at me. "But there is an extra element. My ideal life is a cabin with shit insulation, up in the mountains, a big bed, a bunch of blankets, and you... which may be a bit odd as we're in Florida."

"Shush, don't downplay it," I teased, hugging her tighter.

"I just hope everything will be alright when we get home... I know I'm doing the same over and over, expecting a different result, but I'll try to work it out with Kim... I mean, if it means being with you, I'll try. But you need to sit her down, for me and for you, and actually ask her why she's doing what she's doing and if she can actually respect our boundaries," Linda said.

I sighed, my mind working through all the possible solutions and outcomes. But, ultimately, I knew Linda was right, and that we both would try to solve this... weird phase, or whatever this was.

"Yeah, you're right. I'll talk to her once I'm back home... perhaps I'm a bit childish, but do we have to think about that right now? I just got stuffed pretty heavy, and I'm sorta trying to bask in that," I said, trying to be playful. Linda caught it immediately.

"Of course," Linda said, kissing my chest. "I can lighten the mood a bit if you want."

"How so?" I asked. Linda raised her eyebrows challengingly, and slowly while maintaining eye contact as long as possible as she slid under the blanket, throwing it over herself as she traveled further down until I felt the wet, warmth of her mouth on my cock.