My Favorite Girl Pt. 01

"Really? It better be worth it cuz your cock and your lips were really starting to feel good."

"You will have to wait and see."

I kissed her a few more times and softly squeezed her boobs before she reluctantly climbed from the cart and stood there waiting for me to move out of the way. I climbed out the driver's side and patted the seat to tell her where I wanted her butt to be. She climbed back into the seat and lay down, one leg hung over the back seat and the other dangled around the steering wheel.

I leaned right in and got between her legs once she was settled. I inhaled the scent straight from the source instead of the panties I had been borrowing. The fresh scent was much more satisfying than the cotton soak fabric. My tongue left my mouth instinctively and found her center between her soft and tender folds.

The taste was intoxicating as my tongue dipped into her center then licked all the way up to her clit. She gasped as my tongue flicked the excited bean before diving back down and digging into her hole again. I couldn't help myself as I lapped and chewed on her down there. She tasted better than my mind had imagined and I couldn't get enough.

Her hands grabbed my ears as she panted and whimpered while guiding me where she wanted me to go. I flicked her clit, sucked and chewed on her lips, then dug deep inside and fucked her with my tongue. Her legs closed around my head, muffling the sounds she was making as my tongue bathed in the juice she dripped. Hips turned as my whole mouth covered her sex and brought her over the edge.

She clamped down hard around my ears and pulled the back of my head into her pussy as she came. A flood of wetness left her body and covered my tongue. I was struggling to breathe but couldn't help but lick and slurp her cum into my mouth. Like a hummingbird drinking nectar from a flower I kept licking. I managed a breath before diving right back in for more.

She finally let go of my head and relaxed her legs. The sounds of the world returned to my ears as she panted and whimpered in pleasure. I slowed my assault and licked her softly as I looked up at her. Her eyes were still closed but her chest was rising and falling like she had just run a marathon. Her one hand pinched her nipple and twisted it. The other one pushed my forehead and made me stop.

"Jason," she huffed. "Fuck. You're going to kill me."

"At least you'll die happy."

"Funny," she giggled her little girl giggles.

I snuck under her hand and gave her another soft lick before I rested inches away from her pussy and blew on it. I could barely see it in the dim light, but it was open and swollen and leaking her desire and her cum. I wanted to fuck her some more, but I'd have to wait on her.

"I want you to do something for me," she panted softly.

I looked up from between her legs and waited for her request.

"I wanna try my bum."

"I'll be gentle," I said.

"I know you will."

"Where at?" I asked.

"My butt," she said.

"I know that, but where do you want to be? Laying down? On top? Hands and knees?"

"Just like this," she smiled at her silly response to my question.

"Spin around so the wheel isn't in the way."

I went to the passenger side, throwing my clothes off along the way. It seemed silly that she was completely naked and I was still clothed. She simply spun around in the seat so she was facing the other way. She had her legs tucked to her chest as I leaned into the cart and got into the best position that I could. The cart wasn't the most ideal place to try but I wasn't going to turn her down.

I looked at the pucker of her butt before I leaned down and gave it a lick. I couldn't help but continue my lick all the way up to her cunny. I teased her clit for a moment before returning to her pucker. I poked my tongue inside and circled it before pulling it out. I worked my mouth and dripped a bit of slobber on her before using my finger to work it around.

I sat back and gripped my cock then dipped it into her puss to get it wet with her juice. She panted softly as I slipped into her wetness. I looked at her as she relaxed and waited for me to press into the hole below the one I was just inside. She inhaled then released as my tip touched her pucker.

I applied firm but gentle pressure until my tip started to open her up. I was starting to slide in, but I stopped myself to lean in and drip more spit onto her hole. I started the process all over again and pressed my head against her hole. It opened and I felt the head enter her exit.

She gasped sharply as I let myself rest there and stretch her open. I could feel her clinching then relaxing as I pushed and inched in a little more.

"Fuck," she panted. "No-no."

That was the signal. I stopped and let her relax before I pulled back and slipped free.

"You are either way too big or I'm way too little," she offered.

"I've never been called big so I'm going with you being little."

"Yeah, right," she giggled. "You're plenty big."

"If you say so."

"I do," she smiled.

"Sorry to disappoint you," she offered. "I'm going to have to go to the sex shop tomorrow and get some plugs to stretch my bum out for you."

"Disappointed?" I asked. "Please. There's plenty of other things I can do to you. Come on."

I pulled her from the seat and into my arms. I leaned into her and found her lips with mine and kissed her softly as we stood outside the cart. I found her ass with my hands and gave her cheeks a firm squeeze before cupping them. I picked up as she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck.

"I've got an idea," I smiled. "Do you trust me enough?"

"Ok," she cheered.

I carried her to the guardrail before stopping.

"Knees on the guardrail," I ordered. "I'm going to fuck you from behind."

"Ok?" she questioned. "How do you propose I don't fall off?"

"You better have good balance," I teased.

She shrugged and released her grip from my body. She turned and climbed on the guardrail with her knees. I moved behind her and wrapped my arms around her tummy and held her as she straightened up and leaned back on me. She got the idea now as I widened my stance to get to her level.

She arched her back and stuck her ass out as her fingers closed around my cock. It dipped between her legs and touched her wetness as she circled the tip against her opening. I adjusted my stance again as she pushed the head between her folds. I slipped inside as I turned my hips and sank all the way into her hole.

"Fuck," she gasped as I tightened my grip around her body.

"Mmm-hmmm," I growled against her neck.

"I'm going to cum so hard, Jay," she panted. "You better not drop me."

"Trust me," I whispered. "I won't."

I was slow and deliberate as I went in and out of her wetness. She was so open but so tight in this position. I molded my body to hers, wrapping my arms tightly around her body and feeling her sweat soaked skin against mine. My hands were squeezing her breasts, lips finding her neck and leaving wet kisses on her skin.

She wrapped her arms around my neck as she reached back and held me. These ragged whimpers and pants leaving her mouth as her hands tangled in my hair. Her tight little hole squeezing my cock with each press into her. Just the softest turn of her hips to meet my thrusts deep into her wetness. My tip touching her end with each plunge. A river of wetness leaving her body as we lost ourselves in the moment.

She arched hard and turned her head to find my mouth. Her arms dropped to her sides then back to grip my hips and pull me into her. I found her kiss and tangled my tongue with hers. I could faintly taste her drinks on her breath and smiled to myself as we were having sex at the beach. She was moaning into my kiss as her nails dug in and pulled harder. She was close, I was closer and just barely hanging on.

My hands left her breasts now. One went up to her neck and lightly scratched it as her growls and whimpers tickled my fingertips. The other went to her cunny below to tease her. I spread her lips and felt my cock splitting her open. I felt the wetness that she leaked and how hot she was down there. Her clit was swollen as I teased it with my fingers. Her ragged breath panted into my mouth as she started to cum.

I slowed to a stop as she came. Her pussy was squeezing my cock so hard I didn't need to keep moving. The flood of wetness leaving her body soaked us as I moved my hands to her chest to hold her. She was almost going limp she was cumming so hard. Her whimpers and yelps let me know she was ok as I held her tightly and let her cum.

She was right at the end as I started to move again. Just an inch or two was all I needed before I started to release. I emptied myself into her as her mouth hung open and panted in my face. My knees were now shaking as I pressed my weight down onto her shoulders so she could hold me up. Wave after wave left me like the waves in the background crashing onto the shore.

We were both spent but we still remained as we were just panting and resting on each other. If I moved, she would fall, if she moved, I would fall. We just rested there with our eyes closed and found each other in another deep kiss that let our tongues tangle.

We finally gathered enough strength to separate and stand. I untangled my arms from her and helped her off the railing. We both leaned down and sat on the guardrail in the darkness to rest some more. I wrapped my arms around her and held her as she leaned against me in silence.

I looked up at the half moon and smiled to myself. It was almost surreal to be sitting here with Emma, naked, after having had sex with her for the fourth time tonight. The first two were heat of the moment ones that were fun, but these last two had some passion and heat behind them. I had always thought of having sex with Emma, but I had never thought about what the after would be like.

I looked over at Emma as she was looking up at the moon like I had been. This was supposed to be a fun, no strings attached thing, but the reality wasn't that simple. Emma was my only family along with Uncle Ronnie and Aunt Joy. There would always be strings attached. There was just no way around that fact.

"Thanks for bailing me out back there," Emma finally spoke and broke the silence.

"Back where?" I asked. "We covered a lot of ground tonight."

"At the restaurant with Dory. The whole relationship thing."

"Damn," I chuckled. "Can you read my mind or something?"

"Why? Were you thinking about that too?"

"Well... no but it's kind of along those lines."

"Like?"

"Well...... this is a no strings attached thing, but it really isn't. I mean...... it's not like after the week we won't see each other again. You are my only family and really all that I have."

"I know," she sighed. "Its way more complicated than us screwing around, isn't it?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm enjoying this. I mean... you are probably the best I've ever been with."

"Probably?" she teased and tilted her head. "What do you mean, probably?"

"Ok, you are the best. Seriously. I don't think I've jerked off four times in a day when I was in my prime jerking off days."

"Oh, my gawd," she laughed. "Too much info, Jay."

"And that was before I discovered your panties."

"Jason," she laughed still. "Stop you weirdo."

We both laughed for a little while before falling silent again.

"But the Dory thing though," I started. "We do need to get our story straight. We are in too deep to dig out of that one."

"You're pretty good at making stuff up," she offered. "Make up a few bullet points and we can get our story straight. We only need to last for a few more days."

"Ok, but what happens after that?"

"The vacation is over and this place becomes a fond memory," she offered. "I seriously doubt we will ever see Dory again."

"I meant what happens to us, after this vacation," I said to clarify.

"We already went over this back at the hotel."

"But we both know as soon as we see each other at some point after this, it's going to be awkward," I said.

"Awkward?" she asked.

"We are going to have sex with each other a bunch of times this week, I assume. Then we are going to leave, return to our lives, and not see each other for months. Then we are going to show back up at the house sometime this summer. This week, and what we did, is going to be the first thing that pops into our heads."

"Right," she nodded as she thought about it.

"Which brings up another set of questions," I continued. "Are we going to be normal or are we going to want to... you know... travel down this path again?"

"Well?" she thought out loud.

"You know the question is going to come up," I added. "Let's not lie to ourselves and say it's not."

"So... we have to have an open and honest dialog with each other," she suggested.

"Ok?" I questioned. "Like how?"

"Well...... say I come home for the summer and you are there and I'm feeling particularly horny.... I can say, Jason, I feel the need to have sex with you, are you interested in filling that need?"

"And, if I say no?"

"Then I have to respect that, not hold it over your head, and find a way to scratch my own itch."

"If I say yes?"

"Then we set some boundaries first. Maybe I'm only home for a few days. So, we say after the few days the terms expire and we have to renegotiate if the question is posed again."

"Strange, but simple," I offered. "I like that. But... what if I want to have you and you want to have me, but you are in a relationship?"

"That would be up to the person in the relationship," she replied. "If I'm in a relationship but I want to have sex with you, that's on me."

"Ok."

We sat for a moment before I spoke again.

"I have to pose this question. What if... say I... really develop these feelings for you and I want something more serious than us screwing around?"

"I was going to ask that too," she sighed.

"See, you can read my thoughts. What am I thinking right now?"

"The answer is no," she giggled.

"Well... you're no fun."

"Maybe later," she said and giggled a little.

I chuckled a little with her before we went silent.

"So, what if one of us wants a serious relationship with the other person?" I posed the question again.

"We can't be in a serious relationship together," she said after some thought. "I mean...... we both know that, right? Pretending is one thing, but in real life...... complicated wouldn't even begin to describe it."

"You got that right," I said. "This fake relationship is hard enough."

"You better iron out the details though," she smiled. "Tomorrow is fast approaching."

"I know," I chuckled. "I'll work on a PowerPoint tonight with some bullet points for you. What kind of nerd needs bullet points?"

"Shut up you meanie," she laughed.

I laughed with her before kissing her. She kissed me back then looked up at me.

"So, we both agree then?" she asked. "We can't be serious. We can have fun, enjoy each other, but we can't be together."

"Right," I agreed.

"Is kissing ok?" I asked after a moment.

"I think we have established that already."

"Good, cuz you are a pretty good kisser."

"Thanks," she smiled her big smile.

She leaned in and kissed me again before she retied her hair.

"I could use a drink," I sighed.

"I could use a smoke right about now."

"Smoke?" I asked. "You smoke?"

"Yeah," she said slowly. "Not all the time but every once in a while, I do."

"You do?" I asked.

"We're talking about a joint, right?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Then, yeah. Every once in a while. You?"

"It's been a while but yeah."

"I ah... got some back at the room," she offered.

"You're living pretty dangerously these days, Em," I teased. "Sex with the door open, a belly button ring, sitting naked on the side of the road, and bringing pot around your dad."

"Ha," she snorted. "Just wait until tomorrow."

"Why? What happens tomorrow?"

"You'll have to wait and see."

"Well... let's go have a smoke," I said.

I stood and pulled her to her feet then headed back to the cart. I swung around the side and plopped into the driver's seat.

"We probably should get dressed first," she suggested.

"Right," I agreed.

We dressed then climbed into the cart. I turned us around then tried to back track out to the main drag so I could find the hotel. It proved to be a little more challenging then I had thought but I found it after a short ride around in circles.

"Where the hell have you two been?" Uncle Ronnie scolded us as we walked back into the room. "And why was the door locked?"

"We went to dinner, stayed for karaoke, then out for a drive," I answered. "Emma was showering and changing earlier so she probably locked it so you wouldn't find her naked."

"I've been trying to call you two for the past hour," he continued.

"My phone is on the bed," I said calmly.

"Mine's on the charger," Emma chimed in. "Sorry dad."

"Sorry? Why the hell do I pay for your phone if you don't carry it with you?"

"I forgot it," she sighed.

"What the hell are you two doing out so late?" he continued.

"Uncle Ronnie," I hissed. "Relax. You do realize that you're yelling at two college kids, one who has been taking care of herself for almost four years? You sound ridiculous right now."

He sighed. "I'm sorry. Sometimes I forget."

"Sorry we forgot the phones and we were gone. Spur of the moment thing. We were going to eat and then come back but the karaoke thing started and we stayed."

"Where was the karaoke at?" he asked now. "I used to do that all the time ten years ago."

"The pro shop restaurant," I replied.

"Is it every night?"

"No. Tuesday's only."

"Darn," he snapped his fingers.

"Yeah, darn," Emma said sarcastically. "Too bad you didn't know about it."

"You saw what was up there singing," I said to Emma. "How bad could your dad really be?"

"Well...," she shrugged and had this look on her face that said pretty bad.

"Alright you two," Ronnie sighed. "So, I was hoping that we could actually spend some time together this week. Can we take a day and do something together?"

"Did you have anything in mind?" I asked.

"I don't know," he shrugged. "What do you two think? Anything catch your interest?"

"Well... tomorrow I have to golf against Hank again. How about I look into taking a fishing charter or something for Thursday or Friday?"

"Who is Hank?"

"Some idiot that wants to beat me at golf," I sighed. "He's been trying all week. I'll probably see him bright and early tomorrow morning and have to play him again. I'll tell him tomorrow that I've got stuff to do on Thursday or Friday. Maybe he will leave me alone after that."

"Alright," Uncle Ronnie smiled. "Fishing does sound good. Find out how much it is."

"I got it," I assured him.

"No. Don't spend your money."

I chuckled. "As long as I beat Hank again tomorrow, I won't have too."

"Ok?" he questioned. "What do you mean by that?"

"Hank is one of those people, dad," Emma said. "Thinks he's better than he is and has some money to throw around. The bet was five hundred which, I think, doubled today and will probably double tomorrow again."

"Betting on the golf course," Ronnie smiled now. "Man, your dad would be proud of you."

"Shoot," I laughed. "If my dad were here, we'd probably own his house and his yacht by now."

"He owns a yacht?" Ronnie questioned. He was trying to play the annoying question game with me now.

I smiled and started my own game to annoy him. "Two of them, I think. Didn't he say he had two of them, Emma?" I was hoping she would play along.

"Yeah, but the bigger one is down for repairs at the moment. He did invite us out on the smaller one, but we said no, it wasn't big enough for us." She surprised me that she jumped in without hesitation.