by Dez Burke
On the way back to Jasalyn’s apartment I decided to stop at the diner downtown. A lot of my buddies used to hang out there in high-school and I needed some male company that wasn’t aware of my current situation. I needed to be around people who didn’t know that I thought I may be losing my mind.
When I walked into the diner I was greeted by applause. The echoing sounds of flesh on flesh nearly knocked me backwards, but instead I laughed.
The evening went by in a blur of handshakes and catching up with guys I hadn’t seen in years. They were married now, and most of them had kids. That’s what I was hoping for. I was invited to kid’s birthday parties, and summer barbeques. My best friend from school, Eddie, told me him and some others were going to drive out to the river this weekend for a bonfire. He told me to come along and bring my girlfriend if I had one. For a moment I wondered what they would think of Jasalyn. It didn’t matter. I didn’t care what they thought of her. I told him we’d be there.
Chapter 14: Jasalyn
I left Mama’s house feeling a lot better. We ate the entire Boston cream and laughed until we cried. Mama told me that they hadn’t told Riley about the divorce yet, because Daddy had finally agreed to go to counseling. There was a chance they may work it out after all. I nearly cried with relief. I know that I’m an adult, and should be done with childish notion, but I still believed in love that lasts forever.
My parents had gotten married only a month after they met. They both had told me it was love at first sight. I wanted their love to last. Their relationship that had survived so much had always given me hope. It had helped me nurse myself through both of my broken hearts.
I waited for hours before I called Alex. I didn’t want him to think that I was controlling or some stalking-freakazoid, but I was worried about him. I didn’t trust his father. Alex was able to take care of himself, but that only made me more concerned. He truly hated that bastard, and now that he had military training he could easily maim or kill him.
When I finally called him my hands were shaking. I was afraid of where he was, and if he was safe. And I was worried that he’d be angry for me checking up on him.
“Hey,” he answered.
It sounded like he was smiling.
“I was just wondering if everything was okay over there.”
“I’m at the diner downtown, hanging out with some buddies. I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry about me.”
“Okay.” I laughed in relief, feeling silly for worrying so much.
“Do you want me to bring you something to eat?” he asked.
“Have you already eaten?”
“Only too much,” he said.
“Then, yeah. I’m too tired to cook,” I admitted.
“Okay, I’ll see you in a bit,” he said, ending the call.
I flopped back on the sofa and smiled. He was okay and seemed to be having fun.
The next few days went by in a blur. My classes kept me busy and Alex always seemed to be going out somewhere. He never came home drunk or anything, but I was beginning to feel left out. I was so ready for the weekend to be here since Alex had asked me to go out to the lake party.
I was still losing sleep, because our nights weren’t easy. Alex continued having nightmares, but I had faith that they’d eventually stop. Hopefully, everything would eventually come to pass. It was the way of the world.
Truth be told, I was a little nervous about the lake party. Alex had invited Riley and Tina too, but I was betting we’d be the only three black people there. Usually that wasn’t a problem, but after Alex’s dad had reacted they way he did, I was scared of how his friends might react too. Had he told them I was black? Would it even matter to them?
Thursday night I decided I had to talk to Alex about it. I wasn’t going to walk into a disaster. I loved Alex, but spending the weekend being the outcast of the group wasn’t my idea of fun.
I waited in bed for him to get out of the shower. It felt strange to me that we were already sharing a bed, because we hadn’t slept together yet. In my other relationships we only shared a bed after sex came into the picture, but I liked how things were with Alex. I was attracted to him, and sometimes I could barely contain my urge to jump his bones, but some things were more important.
I enjoyed being close to him as I drifted off to sleep, even if it meant being woken up several times a night by things beyond our control. Sex would come eventually, but until then I was content.
Alex walked out of the bathroom shirtless, the way he always slept.
“I want to talk to you about this weekend,” I began, biting my lip.
“This weekend’s going to be fun,” he said, sitting down on his side of the bed.
“Do you really think so? For me, too?”
Alex realized what I was worried about. “Don’t worry, they’re cool. They’re not like my dad.”
“Are you sure?” I leaned my head on his shoulder.
“Not completely sure, but I can’t imagine them being assholes. If they are, we’ll just leave.”
After that, probably to change the subject, Alex finally told me what was going on between his parents and that his Mom had decided to leave.
“Good for her!” I said.
“Yeah, she’s moving in about two weeks. That’s as soon as Uncle Leon can take time off work to come and get her.”
He pulled me on top of him. I looked down into his eyes and felt myself grow wet between my legs. Our lips met and I kissed him gently then pulled away.
“Not yet,” I said with a gentle smile.
“Okay.” He let his arms fall to his sides.
“Soon okay? But not the night before one of my finals.”
“I understand. After everything I’ve put you through I would never forgive myself if I messed up your school too.”
“Just get over here and be my pillow.”
He laughed, but moved closer to me. Being close to him felt so familiar, and right. My head resting on his chest, with his arm wrapped around me playing with my hair like home.
Chapter 15: Alex
Sleep was nearly impossible that night. Jasalyn’s body on top of me got my blood moving, and I was amazed that I could want a woman so much. Yeah, I had been a horn dog when I was younger, but had lost much of that in Iraq. Now, here I was sleeping next to the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, rock-hard, and trying to sleep. I was more than willing to wait, but it was just taking awhile for my brain to forward that message to my cock.
When sleep finally overtook me, I slept harder than I had in years. I woke before sunrise and somehow manage to pry Jasalyn away from me without waking her. I sat there for a minute watching her sleep. She looked peaceful, and the perfect ideal of what I wanted to wake up to every morning for the rest of my life.
I rolled out of bed and headed into the kitchen. I fried up eggs and potatoes, and made toast. I started the coffee pot and poured two glasses of orange juice. I was on my way to wake Jasalyn up before I realized I hadn’t dreamed about Iraq, the military, or the war last night. I grinned and shook my head. Somehow Jasalyn had been right.
I crawled back into bed and curled my body around hers from behind. She arched her hips into me and I had to bite my lip.
“Breakfast is done,” I whispered into her ear, fighting the urge to nibble her earlobe.
“Mm…” she mumbled, half-asleep.
“Come on, college girl,” I said, running my hand over her stomach.
“I’m awake.”
Jasalyn turned over and kissed me. She took me off guard as she flipped me onto my back and captured my lips with hers. Her tongue darted into my mouth, sparking ideas, and waking up the rest of my body. When she broke the kiss her dark chocolate eyes looked lustful and sleepy. She looked at me intensely for a moment before climbing out of bed, pulling me with her.
At the breakfast table, I ate slowly, trying to ignore my throbbing cock. Jasalyn was on the path to giving me blue balls.
Chapter 16: Jasalyn
“Soon, girl, soon,” I told myself and turned on the radio.
Never before had I noticed how many songs were about lovemaking and sex. I shut off the radio and sighed as I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex. Was I ready to take it to the next step? Would sex mess up everything we’d created up until now? I didn’t think so, but then again I’d seen firsthand how much men can change after you let them into the cookie jar.
“Alex isn’t like that,” I told myself, “I hope.”
I found Alex sleeping in my bed. I smiled as I slipped off my heels and slid under the blankets with him. It delighted me to see him sleeping so well. I snuggled against his body, trying not to wake him. His arm wrapped around me pulling me close to his body. I bit my lip to stop the moan that threatened to sound from my throat when I felt his hard manhood pressing against my belly. I kissed his eyelids gently, allowing myself to take in his beauty. I know men don’t like to be called beautiful. It doesn’t sound macho sounding enough, but the man sprawled next to me was crazy, sexy, beautiful, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.
Alex opened his eyes and smiled at me. I caressed his face, before pulling him into a kiss. His lips were warm as he pressed them hard against mine. Our tongues danced together, swirling and twirling in a motion that reminded me of dancing. I ground my hips against him. My body was starving for his touch, and it wasn’t willing to wait much longer. My heart and body for once, were in perfect alignment. They both wanted Alex.
“I love you, Alex,” I said, against his lips.
He looked at me for a moment. We were so close together that all I could see was his sky blue eyes.
“I love you too,” he whispered back and kissed me again.
“I know this is moving so damn fast, Alex, more quickly than I thought love ever could, but I can’t help what I feel,” I said, pouring my heart out to him.
“I know,” he said, touching my face, “I don’t know how much I believe about love, but I want to be with you. Now, forever, always.”
I renewed the kiss and ground my hips against him again. My hands trembled as they traveled over his muscular chest and stomach. I wasn’t afraid of him or sex, but I knew this act was going to change my life forever. Hell, it felt like my life was just beginning.
I gasped in pleasure when Alex moved his hands to my breasts. He cupped them gently, but my nipples became hard, rubbing against his palms through the fabric of my clothes. He squeezed gently and I felt my clit twitch. My sex was swollen and my wetness was soaking my panties.
I sat up and pulled my shirt off. I fumbled with my bra, but finally got it off with a little help from Alex. He pulled me back down and kissed me again. His hands against my naked flesh felt delightful. Alex kissed down my neck to my collar bone, working his way down to my breasts. I watched lustfully as his mouth reached their goal. His warm, wet tongue flicked across my nipple. He grinned at me and sucked my nipple into his mouth. My back arched up and I put my hand on the back of his head. The hair was just beginning to grow back in and tickled my soft palm.
Alex suckled at my breast, flicking his tongue back and forth across my nipple. His teeth scraped gently across the sensitive flesh and I ground my hips into the air. My body was hungry for him, but I wanted this to last for as long as possible.
Alex switched his attention to my other breast, bringing on a new host of sensations. Every lick and bite sent bolts of pleasure shooting through my body.
My hand found his cock and squeezed. He was hard and thick, throbbing in my hand. I stroked him slowly, but firmly. He moaned against my breast and I saw his eyelids flutter. I wondered how long it had been for him since he’d been with a woman?
I flipped him onto his back and reached over to the nightstand. As a single girl I always kept condoms on hand, in case I ever slipped up. I was pretty sure the United States Army kept their boys clean, but I had been single so long I had stopped taking my birth control. I didn’t want a baby. I had too much I wanted to accomplish before I gave my existence over to a child.
I held the condom against my other palm as I continued to stroke Alex. I pulled his pajama pants off and threw them across them room. I leaned down over his cock, pointing my ass and pussy towards him, so he could return the love I was giving. I flicked my tongue back and forth over his cock, breathing hard as I felt him push my panties aside. His fingers caressed my lower lips, moving slowly towards my swollen clit. He massaged slowly in circles, moving my little nub around and around.
Panting, I slipped my lips over his cock and slid down over his shaft. I moved slowly and deliberately. Alex’s fingers slid inside of me and I nearly bit him as I moaned in pleasure. Gently, I scraped my teeth up his shaft and pulled away from his member, before I did harm.
Alex thrust his fingers in and out of my body making me wiggle my hips trying to feel him deeper inside of me. My sex contracted around his fingers, squeezing, making them brush against my deeply hidden g-spot. I arched back against his fingers, urging him on.
I quickly opened the condom and slid it over his hard cock. I desperately wanted, no needed to feel him inside of me. I wanted to merge with him, to be one entity, instead of two.
Once the condom was in place I straddled him, keeping my body just above his. I entwined my fingers with his and with me free hand guided him into me. I bit my lip as I slid down on his erection, consuming it whole. It stretched my body, making a path for itself, brushing against all my tiny hidden pleasure spots. I gasped as I reached his hilt. For a moment I sat still just enjoying the fullness of him so deep inside me.
I braced my hands on his chest and began to move. Alex’s hands held to my hips as I slowly rode him. I kept the pace slow, so that we both could revel in the closeness of our first time. My every movement sent a new wave of sensations through my body.
Alex’s hands moved from my hips to my breasts. He massaged them roughly as our pace increased. It was passing by too quickly, I pulled his hands away from my breast and leaned down against his body. I kissed him passionately while playing with his nipples. I kept my eyes open while we kissed. I watched his blue eyes coming in and out of my line of sight as our tongues danced together. I moved back and forth, sliding up and down his shaft. I rested my head against his chest and voiced my every feeling of pleasure.
The heat in my belly was near exploding, and I couldn’t handle our slow pace any longer. My body craved release and it urged me to give it more. I sat back up, squeezing Alex’s hard cock inside my body. I braced my hands on his chest again and rode him hard. Up and down, slamming down against him. Alex bucked up into me, brushing against my g-spot and sending me over the edge.
My orgasm shuddered through me, making my limbs tremble. Alex held tight to my hips to keep me moving. His thrust up into me hard and fast seeking his own release. I looked down into his sky blue eyes and squeezed him again.
I felt his cock twitch inside of me and knew he was close. I rode him hard, working him towards his climax and extending my own.
“Alex!” I called out as my whole body trembled.
I felt the explosion of his seed even through the condom. I continued riding him until his member went soft inside of me.
Chapter 17: Alex
I thought I had slept well the night before, but after being with Jasalyn I slept the sleep of the dead. I didn’t dream, hell, I didn’t even wake up to turn over. I woke up near sunset and realized we were going to be late to the lake party, but I didn’t care. It wasn’t like it was going to end any time soon. Jasalyn and I
stayed in bed a long time after we woke. We didn’t talk much, but we didn’t need too. We were both still in the afterglow great sex always leaves you with. Every time I looked at her she gave me a coy smile, that I knew was leading to an invitation.
We ended up in the shower together. After our shower we decided to order in Chinese before we headed to the party. We tried to feed each other with chopsticks, both of us giggling when more food landed in our laps than our mouths.
We took my truck out to the lake. Jasalyn sat in the middle curled up to me, holding onto my arm. She fell asleep for part of the drive, but I didn’t mind. The drive relaxed me, and her presence only added to my contentment.
Jasalyn woke as we neared the party. She denied it, but I think it was the sounds of music and random shouts that woke her. The familiar sounds of a lake party made me grin. The lake had been one of my favorite places when I was in school. Most of my life changing events of my high-school years had taken place there. First drink, first make out session…
By the time we arrived it was well past sundown, and the bonfires were blazing brightly. Beers were pushed into our hands as soon as we stepped out of the truck. I quickly introduced Jasalyn to the group.
Someone turned up the volume on the music and Jasalyn grabbed my hand. “Let’s dance!” she suggested, reminding me of the scene at the barbeque.
I had never been much of a dancer when I was younger. Music was background noise, or something to get lost to. It might have moved my mind, but it didn’t affect my body. I was about to tell her no, when I realized I would be turning down a chance to have her curvy body close to mine. I might be crazy, but I wasn’t a fool. That was an opportunity that I wasn’t going to pass up. There was something about being close to Jasalyn that made Iraq seem like ancient history, as if it didn’t happen to me. After all, the soldier that was in Iraq would have never allowed himself to be drawn into a false sense of security.