made me feel in a few short days were extraordinary. She woke something up inside of me, making me want to try, and live, and find happiness again. I truly thought I needed her for my happiness, but I stand corrected.
The reactions I have to Sara don’t compare to any emotions I’ve ever felt. I’ve only known her for a handful of hours and yet I don’t recall a time I didn’t know her. It feels as if she’s been by my side my entire life. I’ve never met a girl I comprehend as well as I do her and I don’t want to know anything else. I don’t care about her past and what fibs she told the world, I just care about making whatever’s left of our lives beautiful and true… Don’t we deserve that? It can’t be that everything beautiful I hold in my hands gets ripped away. I didn’t think I’d ever find a reason or a will to go on after Isa killed herself. I think this is probably the first time in two miserable years I’ve even admitted that my sister killed herself.
Her whole body shakes, but I know she’s not frightened of me. Her eyes expose just how very much she needs me to love her. It’s the excitement of knowing that after this moment, nothing will ever be the same again for us. It seems I’ve waited my whole life for this hour; the countless girls that have used me for status, the countless girls I’ve used in vain for pleasure, Brandy making a fool of me, Emily resetting and turning my world upside down, and Sara finally pressing play.
If she never wants to say another word about her dubious past, that will be ace with me. Her choosing me is all the truth I need from her. This beautifully shattered girl, trembling under my touch, is my destiny. Life tried to separate us with geography and circumstances, but fate brought us here. I would endure my journey again to find her and make everything right.
I look up at her spread naked before me. I’m about to French kiss her patiently awaiting pussy, glistening and beckoning me to have my first taste of heaven. I wonder if she knows that everything about her is intoxicating; she’s slowly driving me insane. Those eyes are the true cause of my perpetual hard rod. How could those eyes tell a lie? Do her friends and family not look in her eyes when she speaks? We need no words; I already know everything I need to know. I’ll be good to her and she’ll never look at someone other than me this way. It’s funny how I thought meeting and being with Emily ruined me, but surely being with this broken doll will kill me, and I couldn’t stop even if I tried.
“Oh, Liam. Oh,” she whimpers as I see her cheeks blush crimson.
“You like that? Then I’m sure you’ll love this,” I say, fully submerged between her long stems, breathing in that sweet cunt. I bring my hands up to squeeze her beautiful breasts, pinching her firm nipples between my fingers. I take my time licking inside her while plotting how I plan to make her come for the first time.
I decide that finger and tongue torture will have to do, for now. I let go of her breasts and bring my one hand down. I slowly insert my middle finger inside her opening, making my cock twitch. The moment my finger is fully immersed, time stops. Perfection. I commence the penetration with my finger slowly in and out, and I begin pounding her clit with my tongue. I bring my other hand to start massaging the area right above my tongue and I can bet my left nut she won’t last long.
She doesn’t make any sounds, just a big, beautiful, inaudible O with her mouth. Her eyes start to close and I’ve already started the countdown in my head. I can make her detonate and send her flying if I pick up the speed. My fingers continue working her hard as I start sucking all the liquid dripping out of her…and she’s gone.
“LLLiammm,” she belts out with her eyes half shut, and then repeating my name over and over. Her climax catapults her upper body off the bed. She tries to close her legs around my face, burying me in deeper. Her hands pull at my hair to try and make me halt the