A Trip in the Fall Pt. 04

"I'm glad you didn't." Brandon picked Sarah up, once again her legs wrapping around him as they kissed, and Brandon carried her to the bed. He tossed her onto the bed with a slight bounce, causing her to giggle. Brandon peeled his hoodie and t-shirt off and climbed onto the bed and straddled Sarah's waist with his legs, "Now where were we?"

Sarah slid her hands up Brandon's thighs, under his shorts and boxers until her left hand found Brandon's hard cock that was snaking down his right leg. Brandon groaned as Sarah began to softly stroke his shaft before moving her hand down and paling his balls. Brandon groaned again and moved his hands to Sarah's waist, allowing his hands to push the hem of her shirt up, exposing her midriff. Sarah withdrew her hand and Brandon allowed his hands to move her shirt up further as he bent down until he kissed her again.

They kissed for a few minutes as Brandon pushed his hips and crotch into Sarah's, causing them both to moan into each other's mouths. As Brandon moved to kiss Sarah's neck, she groaned and pushed him off, taken aback, Brandon asked, "Everything okay?"

Sarah sat up, "No everything isn't fine! You have too many clothes on, and I have too many clothes on, fix it." Sarah began pulling her tank top off, throwing it to the floor then as she moved to her panties, she looked at Brandon, "That wasn't a suggestion, clothes off." She then stripped her panties off, throwing them to the floor with her top. Brandon fumbled with his shorts and boxers, struggling to get them down over his hard cock. As he did, Sarah leaned back against the headboard, spread her legs, allowing Brandon a full view of her wet lips.

Sarah got ready to speak, but her sentence was cut off as Brandon slid down between her legs and sucked her clit into his mouth. Brandon sucked on her clit while flicking it with his tongue, causing Sarah to let more steady moans. Brandon let her clit from his mouth and shifted down slightly so he could have access to her whole pussy. Using his fingers, Brandon separated Sarah's soft lips and slipped his tongue into the wet pussy. He proceeded to lick her from top to bottom, occasionally probing his tongue deeper into her, and sucking on her lips before going back to her clit. Brandon kept this up as Sarah began to moan louder and words like, "Yes" or "Oh fuck" began to come out.

Brandon maintained his pattern, sucking, licking, and nibbling on all parts of Sarah's increasingly wet pussy until Sarah's hands grabbed the back of Brandon's head, shoving it against her pussy, and lifting her hips up to apply even more pressure. With a moan and grunt, Sarah began to cum, no squirting, but flooding Brandon's mouth with wetness that he eagerly licked up. As her orgasm subsided, Sarah relaxed her grip on head, allowing him to come up for a breath and a smile. "You seemed a bit pent up babe."

"You think! My fingers and vibrator aren't the same?"

Brandon laughed, "You have a vibrator?"

Sarah leaned up, propping herself up on her elbows, "I didn't until I met you, but our sex is something that I've never felt before, and I can't get enough. I need something to hold me over."

Brandon smiled, "Well I'm glad I'm irresistible." He leaned forward kissing her, allowing his hand to find her breast and nipple, squeezing them softly and pinching her nipple, eliciting another moan from her.

Sarah pulled away, "Brandon, I need you to fuck me tonight. No making love, that can wait until tomorrow. Tonight, I need passionate, carnal sex."

Brandon couldn't help but laugh at Sarah as she tried to talk dirty, something she was terrible at. Even with the silliness, Brandon's cock was standing at attention, and Sarah had begun to stroke it again. Brandon put his hand on Sarah's sternum, gently pushing her off her elbows and onto her back. Raising up and lining the head of his cock up with her wet lips and said, "You're terrible at dirty talk, but I understand." Before Sarah could say anything in response, he guided his cock into her hot, wet pussy in a single thrust.

"Ohhhhhhhhh."

Brandon stayed still with their pelvises touching, adjusting to the warm, glove like feeling of Sarah's pussy enveloping his cock. With a sigh, Brandon said, "Much better."

"So much better."

Brandon began to thrust in and out of Sarah; first short strokes of only a couple inches, but as they established a rhythm, Brandon began to pull more of his cock out of Sarah before shoving it back in. Leaning over Sarah, he bent his head down, taking her left nipple into his mouth, sucking on the nipple, causing Sarah's moans to increase in both volume and frequency. He continued this for about 30 seconds before allowing her nipple to slip from his mouth. Brandon adjusted so that he was hovering Sarah and looking in her eyes. In an almost pleading voice, Sarah said, "Brandon, please fuck me."

"Anything for you." Brandon began to thrust again, this time much harder and faster. These actions caused Sarah to begin moaning again. Brandon allowed his body to come to rest on Sarah's, her hands wrapping around his back, digging her nails into his back as he continued to thrust. This continued for another minute or so when Sarah's hands gripped Brandon harder and she let out a scream. Brandon felt Sarah's pussy begin to contract and release around his cock, causing him to fight to hold back his own orgasm, not wanting to cum yet.

As Sarah's orgasm subsided, Brandon slowed his pace, allowing his approaching orgasm to dissipate. He picked his head up, kissing Sarah gently allowing her to catch her breath, and his feelings of orgasm to disappear. Breaking their kiss, Sarah asked, "Baby did you cum?"

"Not yet, about did when you did."

"Well, we can't have that."

"Oh, I know. You said you wanted fucked. Get on your knees."

Sarah smiled and Brandon pulled his cock out of Sarah's wet pussy and scooted back on the bed, allowing Sarah to sit up and before flipping over, she kissed him, stroked his wet cock once and exclaimed, "Damn I'm wet!"

Brandon laughed, "Yep, and we are going to take advantage of that. Grab the headboard."

Sarah turned around, reaching forward, and grabbing the headboard as Brandon had said. She spread her legs and felt the bed shift a bit as Brandon moved between her legs. She felt Brandon's hands slide up her sides and cup both of her breasts, causing her to let out a sigh. As his right hand left her breasts and felt the pressure on her slit that she craved. The next thought she had was accompanied by a moan as she felt a slight stretch and then a feeling fullness as Brandon's cock filled her fully. As he began to thrust, she felt his hand return to her breast and his lips on her neck.

Brandon cupped her breasts and kissed and nibbled on Sarah's neck, being careful to not leave any marks. With Sarah in the position that she was in, Brandon was able to hit every erogenous zone that Sarah really enjoyed, and they stayed this way for a minute or two causing her to moan and Brandon to grunt.

As enjoyable as this was for Sarah, she finally croaked out, "Brandon, bend me over please." Without a word, Brandon slowed for a moment and removed his hands from her breasts, shifting them to her hips. Sarah let go of the headboard and bent over at her waist, allowing her ass to move up in the air a bit. Once her hands were on the bed, Brandon resumed thrusting and with each one, Sarah felt a wave of pleasure course through her. Brandon kept thrusting in and out of Sarah, she felt his hands on her hips, pulling her against him with each thrust. She heard him moan and felt his cock swell against her walls and then pulse; within a second she felt the familiar warm flood as his cum coated her insides. With the warmth of Brandon flowing into her, Sarah moaned, "Oh god yess!!!!" as her own orgasm wracked her body.

As Sarah's orgasm washed over her and Brandon's subsided, he felt Sarah's pussy contracting, milking his cum for every bit of cum. As her orgasm subsided, Brandon bent over himself, resting his chest on Sarah's ass and back as they both caught their breath. They stayed still for a minute, just catching their breath and enjoying the feel of each other. It was Brandon who spoke first, "I supposed we can't sleep like this. I'll get you a towel."

As he slid out of Sarah, she collapsed onto her side and as Brandon moved off the bed, Sarah grabbed his hand, turning him back to her, "Stay, hold me."

Brandon got a concerned look on his face, "Okay. Everything okay?"

Sarah smiled, "I'm fine, I don't need a towel. I like feeling the cum inside me." Brandon climbed back into bed, pulling the covers down, then slipping underneath them with Sarah. Brandon scooted behind her, slipping his arm under her head, and his other around her waist, pulling her close. As he did, Sarah sighed, "Much better."

Brandon couldn't help but giggle, "That's the second time you've said that tonight, much different times though."

Sarah smiled and wiggled her butt back against Brandon's softening cock, "You're right, but we are still close." Sarah reached up, turning the lamp off, then settling back into Brandon's arms sighing in contentment. Brandon relished holding Sarah in his arms again, the last 6 weeks had been a little stressful, but holding her again, none of that mattered and every doubt he had about moving disappeared. That feeling was affirmed when Sarah said in her sleepy voice, "I can't wait to fall asleep with you every night."

Brandon smiled and responded, "Me either. I love you, Sarah." Brandon's comment was greeted by a noise that vaguely sounded like "I love you too," as Sarah drifted off to sleep. Brandon smiled, closed his eyes, and allowed sleep to take over.

*Chapter 7-Saturday*

Brandon woke the next morning alone in bed to the sound of the bedroom door opening, he sat up to find Sarah trying to sneak back in. Rubbing his eyes, seeing her fully dressed, he said, "What in the world are you doing up and dressed already, it's," looking at his phone, "930?"

Sarah laughed, "Unlike bums like you, I decided to go for a quick run."

It was then Brandon realized she was dressed for a run in her Brooks running shoes, a pair of blue and silver reflective Under Armour leggings, a Nike high neck sweater and an Ole Miss Headband. "I see that, it's February in New Jersey, only crazy people run outside this time of year."

Sarah laughed as she placed her phone on the dresser, "Thanks for putting my clothes away, I dunno how you didn't hear me fumbling to find them when I got up."

"Well, I was dead to the world, someone wore me out last night."

Sarah grinned, "I tried." Brandon scooted back against the headboard and watched as Sarah pulled her headband off, then crossing arms, reached down pulling her sweatshirt over her head, leaving her in her leggings and a matching navy UA sports bra.

"How in the hell do you get sexier and more beautiful no matter what, even when sweaty after working out. When I run or workout, I look like a drowned rat." Brandon scooted towards the end of the bed and reached for Sarah, but she jumped out of reach.

"I'm gross, and you keep your hands to yourself, I'm going to shower, then you can show me around the area."

Brandon laughed, "I thought you said you didn't want to do anything while you were here?"

"I didn't, but then I ran through downtown and there's lots of little shops that I want to check out."

Brandon rolled his eyes and laughed, "Fine, we can grab breakfast while we are out."

Sarah walked into the bathroom and just before she shut the door, peeled off her sports bra, giving Brandon the quickest peak of her breasts, blew him a kiss as he groaned and got out of bed himself.

*Saturday Afternoon*

Over the next 5 or 6 hours, Brandon showed Sarah around the town. They spent most of the day checking out antique shops and the small boutique shops. Basically, Brandon became Sarah's pack mule as she bought different outfits and some knick-knacky things that she wanted to use to decorate the new house. After throwing another 5 bags in the truck, Brandon looked at Sarah, "Are we done, I'm whipped?"

Sarah leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, "Yep, we are done! Thanks for humoring me today!" They climbed into the truck and Sarah leaned over, "I'll make it up to you after dinner."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Sarah laughed, "I promise you'll love it. I've got something casual, but sexy for dinner."

"Oh really? I'll be the judge of that."

Sarah laughed again, "You've never turned me down, and I doubt you'll start now."

Brandon smiled and winked as he put the truck into gear, "Nah, I'll leave the turning down to you."

"Hey!" Sarah said with a gentle shove, "I think I've made it up to you."

"Brandon smiled, "I'm kidding, you never have to make up anything to me."

"Awwww, see this is why I'm dating you. You're sweet and sarcastic and never fail to make me laugh."

"I try. What time would you like to get dinner?"

"Well, you succeed. It's 3 now, it'll take me an hour or so to get ready, why don't we aim to leave around 430. We can make it an early night and just enjoy tonight since I leave tomorrow."

"Yeah, don't remind me of that last part. Since your outfit is a surprise and we are just going to Chilis, what should I wear? "

Sarah covered his hand on her leg with hers, "I know, I don't want to go either, but we will see each other in 3 weeks, then a month after that, then it's the final stretch before you move." Brandon nodded as Sarah continued, "As for your outfit, a pair of blue jeans and a nice button up will work. Maybe ditch the sneakers though."

"Sounds good to me, it'll be nice when we are together more than we are apart."

"That's for sure."

They pulled back into Brandon's apartment and Brandon carried everything Sarah had bought into the storage room on the ground floor. "You go ahead and start getting ready. I'll find some boxes to get this stuff shipped to your place."

"Thanks! Just text me before you come up to get ready, I don't want you seeing me until we leave."

"Gotcha."

Brandon bent over to start moving things from bags to boxes as Sarah walked towards the steps, "Hey Brandon."

Looking over his shoulder, "Yeah."

"Nice ass."

Brandon laughed and shook his head as Sarah made her way to the stairs with the exaggerated hip shake, he had seen on stage before.

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Around 4, Brandon texted Sarah, "I'm coming up to change is that fine."

Sarah responded, "Yep, I'm in the bathroom. I set your deodorant and a comb on your dresser, so you don't disturb me."

Brandon laughed and shook his head, making his way upstairs to his bedroom, where just as she said, he found his deodorant on the dress and the bathroom door shut, but he could hear Sarah singing along to the music from her phone.

Brandon stripped off the clothes he was wearing, pulling a clean pair of jeans out of the dresser and slipped them on. Applying some deodorant, he moved to his closet. After moving some things around in his closet, he pulled out a blue, white, and red plaid shirt that while giving the appearance of flannel was much lighter weight and a bit dressier. He topped the look off by finding a pair of blue socks and a pair of brown dress boots that he had had for years. As he finished getting ready, he yelled in at Sarah, "I'm finished and am heading downstairs"

From the bathroom he heard "Okay! I'll be down in a bit."

Brandon headed back downstairs, grabbed a glass of water, and settled on the couch. He turned it on and found some random Family Guy to watch. The mindless humor was what Brandon used to help wind down and he could just relax.

About 430, he heard the creak of the stairs, then the sound of heels clicking on the wooden treads. The first thing he saw was a pair of heeled brown riding boots, then above them, Sarah's lightly tanned legs. As she continued down the steps, the rest of her came into view; she was wearing a tan sweater dress that while fitted was not tight. It fell to just above mid-thigh, was long sleeved with a v-neck, and three buttons up the front holding the front together. Around her waist, she had put a brown belt on, giving her a waist and slightly accentuating her curves. Like always, around her neck was the necklace Brandon had bought her for Christmas. Aside from the outfit, instead of her normal loose curls, Sarah had straightened her hair, and other than pictures it was a first for Brandon.

Brandon stood up and stammered, "You look stunning, wow."

"Thanks, you don't look half bad yourself." As Sarah approached him, Brandon pulled her firmly against him and kissed her firmly, they kissed for a moment before Sarah pushed him away, "Calm down mister, we still need to eat dinner first."

"We can always stay home...."

"No, you promised me chicken crispers, let's go." Sarah squirmed out of Brandon's arms and walked towards the stairs with a groan, Brandon followed her. At the bottom of the steps, she reached for her coat, putting it on, then pulling a matching knit hat with a fuzzy ball on top out, then turned to Brandon, "All ready?"

Still in awe of her beauty, "Yeah, but god I don't deserve to be seen in public with you."

Sarah laughed, gave him a quick peck on the cheek, "Yes you do, now let's go."

It had gotten noticeably colder from when they had come in from shopping around 330. Sarah shivered a bit when she got into the truck, and even though Brandon had started it from inside, Sarah still had goosebumps on her legs as she shut the door and Brandon walked to his side.

With Brandon getting in, Sarah exclaimed, "Why is it so fucking cold?!"

Brandon laughed, "It's winter baby, it's probably going to snow tonight. If you'd wear more clothes, you could handle this."

Laying her southern accent on as thick as possible, "But I'm just a poor southern girl, trying to look good for her man."

Brandon Burst out laughing, "Now I know you're full of it."

Sarah smiled as Brandon put his hand on her thigh at the hem of her dress. "Keep your hand there, it's warm and my tushy is getting warm from the seat warmer."

"Tushy? Are you 5?" Sarah laughed and started to sing along to the radio with each song, pausing for a second as one of her songs came on. "You know, I don't really like this song."

"Really?"

"Yeah, it is the only song on the album Amanda, or I didn't write or have any real input in. The record company wanted one more to fill out the album and this was the one they chose."

"So, neither of you like it, and they released it as a single?"

"Dumb huh. Luckily it was the last one, so we don't have to sing it much, and we rewrote the contract for this upcoming album to where we get final say on the singles."

"Well, that's good." Brandon changed the channel and found a station they both liked. About 5 minutes later, they pulled into the Chilis' parking lot and Sarah started to bounce in her seat. Brandon looked over at her oddly, "You going to make it?"

"YES! I love this place."

"I can tell."

Sarah laughed, "I told you we used to eat here on special occasions, and it was a piece of home when I was at school. Now we always eat at smaller places on tour."

Brandon nodded, "Well hopefully we can enjoy dinner in peace. We came to this one because I don't think any students work here."

"Awww, look at you thinking of everything."

Brandon laughed and opened his door getting out of the truck as Sarah did the same. They walked into the restaurant and gave the waitress Brandon's name and sat down in the corner to wait. As they chatted, Sarah's watch buzzed with a text, looking down at it, she swiped it off the screen. "Everything okay?" Brandon asked.

"I dunno, it was Morgan, she can wait. Tonight, I'm all yours."

"It's fine, you can check a text message, I'm not going to be offended."