by K. Lyn
“Do you like it?” he asked, already knowing the answer.
“Oh, yes,” was the anticipated response. “This is the best wine I’ve ever tasted, though I must admit that I am by no means an expert in that area.”
Camden asked her if she wanted to see the rest of the house, meaning the second floor which housed his exquisite bedroom.
“Love to,” Leah replied, beginning to feel the first effects of the wine. She followed Camden to the second floor where to no surprise the same exquisite taste was seen that was evident on the first floor. There were five bedrooms, each with its own individuality and each tastefully decorated. The second floor was even more breathtaking than the first, as it remained the same day after day untouched except for the huge room at the far end of the hall which Leah suspected was Camden’s bedroom.
“Come down here and see how I have decorated my bedroom, Leah. You’ll love it. Decorating has become somewhat of a hobby of mine.”
Leah dutifully followed and when Camden opened the French doors of his very personal abode, her jaw dropped. The room was as big as the family room and kitchen together, and it had been decorated with the finest antiques, more of which had been passed down to Camden from his grandparents and parents. The antiques on this floor were all of Greek origin and Camden had decorated his room somewhat whimsically in the theme of Greek mythology.
“This looks like The Odyssey come to life,” Leah remarked, very much impressed.
“Do you like it?”
“Definitely,” she said enthusiastically. “The Odyssey will always be one of my favorite books. I know I’ll be introduced to more Greek mythology, though, this fall in one of the literature courses I’m taking.”
Another pang of jealousy struck Camden. He was also beginning to feel the effects of the wine which made him hornier than any other drink. He motioned for Leah to sit with him on the bed which was huge. It was round, because that was the shape of the world and also because the world had no end and no beginning, which was how Camden thought of himself.
Leah sat down on the bed next to Camden. She had not had much wine, but not being much of a drinker she was feeling its effects nonetheless. Camden took Leah’s glass and set it down on the table next to the bed. He took her hands in his and kissed her lightly on the lips. He hoped that she wouldn’t pull away but he feared that she would. Leah didn’t pull away. Camden continued to hold Leah’s hands, and the two of them looked into each other’s eyes for the longest time. Leah wasn’t scared, yet she didn’t know what to do at this point. She had little experience with love and sex, but she recognized her feelings for Camden as desire.
“Leah,” said Camden, finally breaking the silence between them. “Leah, I want to be with you tonight. Let me be your first.”
Leah was somewhat frightened by this man who seemed so self-assured, but she wanted him. As much as she didn’t want to seem inexperienced in his eyes, her desire for this man was strong. “Yes,” she said shyly. “But I…”
Camden stilled her quivering lips with a kiss. “I know, Leah. You are a virgin.”
Leah felt her cheeks grow hot at the words that rang true. She had always wanted to wait for one special man, but now she wished she had experience so that she could please Camden like a mature woman.
Fearing that she would change her mind, Camden reassured her. “Leah, you are so very special.” He took her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth.
Leah put her arms around Camden, more to steady herself against the effects of the wine than anything else. Camden slowly laid her down on the big round bed, leaned over her and placed his arms beneath her back. The two lovers kissed until Leah suddenly pulled away.
“Leah, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she whispered as she tried to hide her fear.
Camden gently kissed her on the cheek, slowing things down a little. Leah then pulled Camden toward her, kissing him without reservation. Camden rolled onto his back, bringing Leah with him and placing her on top of him, their chests together, their hearts beating fast. He ran his hands along her back, and then he moved further down until his hands were on her cute butt that had felt so good to him the night they shared in the hot tub. He smoothed his hands along her legs and spread them apart so that she was straddling his pelvis. Then he moved his hands upward again and slid them inside the jean shorts which Leah wore so beautifully. Leah wanted more, much more. She wanted this man inside of her. She had to know what it felt like.
Camden knew what Leah needed and he was determined to be the man to give it to her. He pulled her upward and opened her pussy lips just enough to rest a finger between them. Leah inched upward, encouraging more. She wanted his mouth on her again. She needed that feeling that Camden had given her. She had experienced her first real orgasm with this man and she wanted to feel the electrifying pulsations once again.
Leah unbuttoned her jean shorts and urged Camden to take them off of her. But Camden took his time, knowing that in the end Leah would experience the most amazing climax of her young life. She would be his forever. The excitement in her young body could not be mistaken. With a sudden rush, Camden pushed Leah’s shorts down her legs and rolled her onto her back. Leah lifted her arms for him and he pulled her top over her head, exposing the young breasts which were now his. She lay there, fully exposed to her first lover, and waited for him. He lay over her and kissed her, searching for her tongue and pulling it into his mouth. He smoothed a hand along the taut nipples, feeling their firmness beneath his fingertips. Camden removed his shirt and unzipped his jeans, relieving the entrapped hardness. He took her breasts into his hands and into his mouth, pulling and biting the young hard nipples and causing Leah to push toward him. He moved a hand down along her hip and across her mound before slipping a finger into her increasing wetness. She spread her legs for him, desperate to feel him inside of her. She could feel the hardness pressing against her thigh and she moved toward it, begging him with her body.
Camden looked into her eyes and Leah moaned, letting him know that she was ready for him. He wanted to be certain and he asked, “What do you want to happen, Leah?”
“Camden, take me,” she begged. “I want you.”
Slowly, Camden moved upward, separating the tender pussy lips with the head of his cock. Wetting it in her juices, he spread Leah’s legs wider and pushed into her. Leah gasped at the unexpected pressure, but she did not want him to stop. She wrapped her arms around him and urged him to continue. He went slowly, stretching her virginal folds with the girth of his cock. She winced and tensed when he entered where no other man had, but she urged him to continue. A surge of power went through Camden as he claimed the virgin. He knew he wouldn’t last long as he moved inside of her. Her tightness around him was nearly too much but he wanted more than anything to make this woman’s first time everything that she had hoped for. He moved slowly and thrust hard into her depths as she held onto him. He kissed her as he rendered his seed to the woman who had known no other man’s seed. Leah’s mind was racing and her heart was beating wildly. She had really done it. She had gone all the way. But this man had been so gentle and loving, how could she deny him? She hoped to spend many more nights in his bed.
Camden kissed Leah’s neck and looked into her eyes. She smiled, not knowing what to say. She could feel his cock pulsing against her vaginal walls. She had made him happy and that was much more important than any amount of pain. Camden slowly eased out of Leah and lay beside her. It had been a long time since he had claimed a virgin. He rolled onto his side and slowly caressed her breasts.
Leah felt as if she were in love. She had never been in a relationship, but this was love. It had to be. The smile on her face was a sure sign to Camden. She had fallen for him and she would never leave him.
“Leah?” asked Camden.
“Yes?” Leah replied.
“You know I care about you a lot, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“May I be perfec
tly honest with you, Leah?”
“Sure,” answered Leah.
Camden had to know where he stood. If he didn’t find out soon, he may never see her again. She would surely find someone her own age when she entered the university. Throwing all caution to the wind, he dared to blurt out, “I love you, Leah.”
Leah was shocked at Camden’s words. She was just beginning to know herself and she was looking forward to meeting new people, going to parties, and who knew what else when she began school at the University of Texas. Camden had been her first, though, and that meant something to her. She was not the kind of woman who could sleep around. Fearing she would lose this wonderful man, she told him what he wanted to hear. “I love you too, Camden.” She felt like a child when she was with him, mainly because of her lack of experience with relationships and especially sex, and saying “I love you” made her feel like a grown woman.
Camden interpreted Leah’s words as a promise to be his and only his and satisfied with the response, he pulled her close to him and held her for a long time. Leah was nearly asleep when she felt his lips on hers again. She loved Camden’s body and she wanted to make love to him again. She could feel his hardness growing against her thigh and she closed her eyes. She wanted to feel the throbbing pleasure which she had known only a short time ago. As Camden continued to kiss her, she relaxed and let the pleasure wash over her. The man was an expert lover, though Leah had nothing for comparison. Camden slowly rolled onto his back, taking Leah with him. He spread her legs across his body and pressed the head of his cock between her pussy lips. He pressed hard against her clitoris causing Leah to fall forward. The experienced man gave the young woman what she didn’t know she had missed until him. He lowered her down onto his cock, allowing her to be in control. She leaned forward and eased up and back down slowly at first, and then she quickened her pace, moving wildly as Camden’s manhood seemed to grow inside of her. She grabbed onto her breasts, pinching the nipples, completely lost in the physical sensations coursing throughout her inexperienced body. Camden watched her as she took all of him. He smiled when he thought of how he had won. Leah was his. He filled her once again, forcing her down with his hands firmly upon her hips. She leaned forward and kissed him. He pulled her close to him and she fell asleep wrapped in his arms.
The two newly minted lovers did not awaken until the sun’s rays could be seen as well as felt as the yellow orb made its way through the thin curtains of the east window. Leah woke first, alarmed that she had spent the entire night in the arms of a stranger.
“Camden, what time is it? My mother must be worried sick.”
Camden, still a little dazed, offered, “Call her, by all means”, and handed Leah his cell phone.
Leah quickly dialed and her mother answered on the first ring. “I’m okay, Mom, just spent the night at a friend’s place.”
“I was a little worried, dear, but I hope you had a good time. I was on my way out the door. I’ll see you tonight.”
“Have a good day, Mom.”
Camden was happy that Leah loved her mother, but one day he hoped to be Leah’s only love and not just her lover. “Everything okay?” he asked.
“Yes. Mom worries, you know, like any mom.”
Camden kissed her a long lingering kiss but he knew that she had to be getting back so that she could work her last morning at the ice cream parlor. Then she would be leaving for Houston to move into the dorm and her new life. As Leah dressed hurriedly, Camden watched her every movement. He loved to look at her, touch her, and taste her. She was just about to leave when he stopped her. “We’re still on for the weekend in Houston, right? I’m still picking you up mid afternoon to help you move into the dorm, then take you to my house in Houston which I promise you will fall in love with immediately?”
“Oh, sure. I almost forgot.” Leah had forgotten nearly everything before last night and as her thoughts turned to the intense pleasure that Camden had given her, she felt her cheeks begin to grow hot. She looked away, but Camden noticed, and he was even more pleased with himself for bringing the blush to her cheeks. “I’ll be ready around 3:00. I’m having lunch with Mom, and then it’s back to the apartment to pack. Pick me up when you’re ready to go.”
As Leah walked out the door, Camden called out, “See you soon”, and closed the door.
Leah’s morning was spent packing up what little she needed to take with her, as most of her things were already in Houston, either at the university or at her mother’s house. Her mother had hoped to sell the small home over the summer, but so far she had had no offers. Leah’s boss said goodbye to her at noon and told her how much he would miss her, but he wished her well in her studies. Leah had a quick lunch with her mother, informed her that a friend was driving her to Houston, and then hurried back to the apartment to pack. She was excited about seeing Camden again but she didn’t think she loved him. Maybe she didn’t even know what love was.
Camden arrived at 3:30 and loaded Leah’s belongings into his car. “Ready to begin your post high school studies?”
“I think so,” Leah said uncertainly. “If you don’t mind, Camden, I’d like to move my stuff into the dorm before we go to your house. Maybe if I see it, I won’t be quite as anxious about living there. Everything is all so new to me.”
“Absolutely,” he replied, the all too familiar knot forming in his throat. For now, however, anything Leah wanted he would supply.
The drive to Houston was tiring, but it was also exciting. Leah had never truly been on her own, but she didn’t feel that she was totally alone. She knew she could count on Camden to be there for her. Camden had noticed that Leah wasn’t saying much, but he assumed that it was probably due to nerves.
“Is everything okay, Leah? You seem quiet.”
“Sure, Camden. I’m just nervous about my new life on campus.”
Camden patted Leah’s leg. “You’ll do just fine, you’ll see.”
Leah didn’t bring much with her, so it didn’t take long for her and Camden to take her things to the dorm room. It really wasn’t that bad, she thought, as she looked around the little room. Her roommate had not yet arrived, but there was still a week until school started. She locked the door behind them and she and Camden walked down the quiet hallway, their shoes on the floor causing a hollow echo.
Camden drove away quickly, excited for Leah to see his house on the outskirts of Houston. He wanted to impress her so that she would stay with him. He didn’t know that all Leah really wanted was to be loved. Material things meant very little to her, as she had lived her entire life without much. Camden drove for what seemed a long time before he finally arrived at what Leah thought was a country club. The place was massive, with grounds to match, and at one end of the building was a huge swimming pool and behind it was a tennis court.
“Do you belong to this club?” asked Leah.
Camden smiled. “No, Leah, I own it. This is my house.”
Leah was too stunned to be embarrassed. She had never known anyone who lived in a place like this. “You’re right, Camden, I’m impressed. It’s much larger than I had imagined.”
“I can’t wait to show it to you. I hope you like it.”
How could anyone not like a place such as this? Leah could not imagine anyone living here alone, however.
“Come on. I can’t wait to show you the humble abode I call home.”
As Leah walked through the door she was absolutely speechless. There were chandeliers and antique furniture as well as original paintings from around the globe. As Camden led her through the house, Leah barely heard what he was saying. She was too busy taking in her surroundings. There were three stories to the house. The main floor contained the formal living room, formal dining room, a kitchen larger than the entire apartment she shared with her mother, the master bedroom containing two separate bathrooms, and a family room which was further divided into a lounging room with French doors that led into a theater room. Mounted on the wall at the far end of the theat
er room was a television screen larger than Leah had known to exist.
Camden said something, then turned when there was no response from Leah, and noticed the look of shock on her face. “Do you like movies, Leah?”
“Oh, yes, especially the classics. But I have never watched anything on a screen this big. In fact, I didn’t even know they made screens this big.”
“I have quite a collection of films. We can go through them later if you like. Come on, I’ll show you the rest of the house.”
Camden took Leah’s hand in his as he led her to the second story. The second story contained six bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, and each room larger than the size of any entire house that Leah had ever lived in. Camden loved to decorate, and every room had a distinctive theme, just as his house in Galveston. The halls were extra wide throughout, which made the house seem even larger.
“What’s on the top floor?” asked Leah.
“Come with me and I’ll show you.”
Camden was extremely proud of his home, as it had been given to him a couple of years ago by someone who had been very special to him. The stairs at the end of the hallway was the only means by which to reach the third floor. At the top of the stairs was a long hallway which led to only one door in the center. When he opened the door in the middle of the hallway, Leah felt as though she were walking into pre-Civil War days. The entire room was a ballroom which had been left untouched by the remodeling of each subsequent generation. If change had been necessary, as in periodic maintenance, it was made subtly and in such a way that it was hardly noticed. The essence of the ballroom had been maintained out of respect for its original owner. Leah thought it was beautiful. It was ornate from corner to corner and very detailed.
“People took pride in their work back then, didn’t they?” Camden commented.
“Definitely. I’ve never seen such beauty preserved.”
“The room is rarely used, but can’t you just imagine the balls that had made this room come alive? If you close your eyes you can see the beautiful cotillion gowns and the smartly dressed men laughing and enjoying life to the fullest.”