The Fall Ch. 01

"What?" Christina asks.

"I'm...uh...well...I'm--"

"Hard?"

"Yeah...sorry. But you are so beautiful and sexy that my body can't help but react to you."

"I noticed."

"Yeah...sorry."

"Do me a favor?"

"What?"

"Don't apologize for having an erection around me? I probably shouldn't say this, but I like how it feels."

"Uhm...okay. It's just that I--"

"I know. We aren't supposed to put ourselves in a position where we turn each other on. But, Joe?"

"Yeah?"

"I don't think that's possible for us. Just being next to you gets me excited."

"It does?"

"Yes. And you know what? I don't care. I like you, Joe. A lot. Being turned on feels good, and feeling you being turned on feels good too."

My insides get warm, and joy fills my entire being when Christina confesses her feelings to me. I can no longer hold back and lean into her and kiss her hard. I'm no longer worried about pressing my groin against her. I know she can feel it, I know she likes it, and I don't want to avoid these feelings anymore.

Pulling away from Christina, I take a deep breath. I can't stay away from her long, though, as I delve back into my girlfriend. Girlfriend? We haven't spoken about being in a relationship, but I think it's a given considering the position we're in.

I pull away again and gaze into her beautiful eyes. "I guess this makes you my girlfriend," I say.

"Only if you're my boyfriend," she counters.

We kiss again, a deep, loving, intimate kiss that pulls my soul into hers. Eventually, we leave the beach, and I take her home. The long ride is quiet, and we hold hands while Christina leans against the center console onto my shoulder. I'm at peace. I'm in love.

As we near her home, Christina asks me, "What are you doing tomorrow?"

"I don't have anything planned. A little homework but nothing else. Why?"

"I was wondering if we could spend the day together."

"That would be awesome! What do you want to do?"

"Nothing specific, just spend time together."

"I can't think of anything better. Do you want me to come over to your house? Do you want to go somewhere?"

"Not my house. My dad and brothers will harass us too much. How about I come over to your place?"

"Uh. Sure, if you want. We have a pool, so if you want to lounge around in the water or lay out in the sun, we can do that."

"That sounds relaxing. I have a little homework too. Maybe I can bring it over and work on it at your house?"

"Sure. What time?"

"Uhm...how about ten or eleven?"

"Sounds perfect."

After pulling up in front of her house, we undo our seatbelts and hold each other while kissing. It's a bit awkward with the center console in the way, but I try to ignore it. It's late, and we are tired, so I walk her to her door and tell her goodnight.

***************

It's about ten-thirty when I hear the doorbell. Getting up from the kitchen table where I'm studying, I excitedly make my way to the door. I'm not disappointed. Christina is there dressed in shorts and a light t-shirt. Her bathing suit strap pokes out of her t-shirt and ties at the back of her neck. Taking her hand, I invite her in and give her a quick tour. Our house is a small cottage compared to hers. When I take her into the kitchen, she drops her books on the table, turns toward me, and wraps her arms around my neck. Leaning down, I kiss her intimately while wrapping my arms around her waist. When I pull her into me, she moans.

I'm the only one home today, so we can get our studying done without any interruptions. My parents went to Catalina for the day, and I don't expect them back until late tonight.

When I'm done reading, I stand and stretch. Christina closes her books and stands up also. Like magnets, we're drawn to each other.

"Why don't we go out to the pool?" I suggest.

"Great idea."

"Cool. Let me go change. You can use the bathroom if you'd like."

"No, that's okay. I have my suit on under my clothes. Can I leave them in your room while we're swimming?"

"Of course."

I go into my room and quickly change into my board shorts while Christina uses the restroom. When she finishes, she comes into my room and removes her clothes. She's wearing the skimpiest bikini I have ever seen. Two small triangles cover her nipples, while another triangle covers her private area below. In the back, there is a thin piece of material that's wedged in her crack. I'm instantly hard, and she notices.

"You like?" she asks as she poses with her hands thrown out.

"I'll admit that I didn't expect you to wear a suit that shows so much."

"I figured it will just be the two of us, and besides...I don't get to wear this bikini too often."

"Uhh...yeah."

Taking her hand, I lead her to the backyard. We place our towels and sunscreen on the ground next to the lounge chairs, and I jump in the pool, making the biggest splash possible. Christina goes to the steps and inches her way into the water. When she realizes that it's heated, she falls into the water.

Swimming over to her, I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her in for a kiss. She doesn't disappoint as she wraps her legs around my waist and lifts herself so we are nose-to-nose. Our gentle smooching waxes more frantic as my arousal becomes obvious. Our tongues immediately fight for real estate, and we search each other's mouths. My hunger rises, and I can't help but slip my hands from her waist to under her butt.

Christina moans into my mouth before pulling away. "I don't know if your hands are safe there."

"Oh, sorry," I say as I slide them back to her waist.

"I didn't say you had to move them," she whispers with a Cheshire grin.

Sliding them back to where they were, I ask, "Better?"

"Much."

We continue making out until Christina raises her chin and tilts her head to the side. Getting the hint, I kiss her jawbone, then her ear, and then her neck. While she sifts her fingers through my hair, she leans back, so I kiss her collar bone. In doing so, her butt pushes against the top of my penis, and she moans again.

I'm so worked up that I forget my manners and kiss lower. After reaching her collarbone, I delve deeper until I'm between her cleavage. Christina has the most inviting breasts I have ever seen. Before now, I've tried to ignore them because I was too easily aroused when looking at them. Now, I don't care; I just want to please her as we enjoy each other. Hearing her moan and the way she pulls my head into her breasts excites me beyond belief. With her breasts exposed the way they are, I kiss around her mounds to the edge of those small triangles that are being pushed out by her emerging nipples. I can see the edges of her areolas. When my lips touch that exposed dark line, Christina not only moans but also tightens her grip around my waist. Her legs quiver, so I pull away to ensure she is okay.

Christina has her eyes closed with her head back. Her lips are puckered, and then she opens her mouth wide, taking a deep breath.

"Are you okay?" I ask in a hushed tone. I'm worried that she may be having a seizure or something.

After a few seconds, she lifts her head and opens her eyes. The look of pure pleasure is on her face. Then, without hesitation, she clamps onto my lips and kisses me hard, her tongue trying to slither down my throat.

"Joe...that was intense. You have no idea how good that felt."

"What happened?"

"I had an orgasm, Joe. When your lips touched my nipple, I had an orgasm."

"But I didn't kiss your nipple."

"Close enough."

"I don't want to, Christina, trust me, I don't want to, but I think we need to cool off. I'm about ready to rip your suit off you and ravage you."

Christina lets go of me with one hand, reaches behind her neck, and unties her suit. The strings fall to the side as her breasts become fully exposed.

"I know we aren't supposed to, Joe. But I don't want you to stop. Please kiss me some more."

Abandoning my inhibitions, I latch onto Christina's nipple and suck on it. She pulls my hair, so I back off, but she pushes my head back into her breast, so I suck harder and let my tongue flick her hardened nub. I finally can't take any more and come.

She must feel the warmth against her butt because she pulls my head away and asks, "Are you peeing in the pool?"

Looking at her intently, I don't even smile. "No, Christina. It was my turn to come."

Smiling from ear to ear, she says, "Cool."

"What would you say if I suggested that we take this into my room?" I ask.

"I would say you can't get me there fast enough."

Carrying Christina to the pool's steps, she lets go of my waist and drops down. Then, making sure she has her top, we get out, dry off quickly and make a beeline to my room.

Even though we're alone in the house, I shut my door when we get inside. Christina is still topless, and when we get to my room, she drops her bottoms. Standing before me is a naked goddess. I wrap my arms around her, and we fall onto my bed as we make out. Christina grinds against my penis as it presses against her privates.

"Joe?" Christina asks breathlessly.

"Yeah?"

"I'm naked, and you're not. It doesn't seem fair."

"You want me to get naked too?"

"Well...can I take your shorts off? I've never...uhm...uh...seen or touched a man's...uhh...what do I call it? Cock? Penis?"

"You can call it whatever you want. It's yours to do with as you please."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"I've heard so many stories of what guys like, but I've never been with a man before."

"That's okay. I'm a virgin too."

"Maybe we can...uh...uhm...learn together?"

"I'm hoping you'll teach me what feels good for you, so I can make you come again."

"Same here."

Christina pries herself from under me and tells me to stand up, so I do. Then, kneeling in front of me, she unties my shorts and pulls them down, unhitching the tip of my cock that's stuck in the waistband. As my trunks drop onto the floor, I become shy and cover myself. But, Christina removes my hand and touches me. This is the first time anyone has ever felt me there, and I get excited. My cock pulses while my balls churn. I think they are as happy as I am.

"It's so hard...but soft...wow!"

I'm completely taken back when Christina kisses the underside of my shaft. Then, she licks my cock, from the base where it meets my balls, along the ridge, all the way to the crown, where she circles her tongue around my circumcised ridge. I'm leaking fluid now, precum, so she sticks her tongue in my pee-hole before wrapping her lips around me and sucking.

"Your cum tastes really good."

"That's not my cum, Christina. That's what is called precum. It's like a lubricant, I think. When I come, you'll know it, trust me."

"Please come for me, Joe...please?"

"Keep that up, and I will."

Christina then puts her mouth back over the top of my cock and swallows it a few inches at a time. She is about halfway down before she comes back up and takes me out of her mouth.

"That's as far as I can go," she says.

"That's plenty far enough."

Christina engulfs my cock again, but this time she strokes her fingers along my rod, bringing me to the edge.

"I'm going to come, Christina," I warn her.

Lifting her away from my cock, I jack it a few times until the hot white cream erupts from the tip. I gave this no forethought, and when the first spurt emerges, I panic. It lands on Christina's left tit, and when the next spurt erupts, it lands next to the first. Wave after wave of cum leaves my body and lands on Christina, making a mess. She doesn't seem to mind; in fact, she looks transfixed. When the show is over, she wipes a glob with her finger and places it in her mouth.

"Now I know what those girls were talking about," she says. "You taste good, Joe. Next time, will you come in my mouth?"

"Next time?"

"This isn't the only time we're going to fool around, is it?"

"I haven't thought about it. I hope not. It's your turn now. Get on my bed, on your back."

Christina gets on her back as she climbs onto my bed. I pull her butt to the edge as I kneel before her. The aroma coming from her vagina is intoxicating. In the locker rooms, guys have bragged about licking a pussy, but I never thought I would have the chance to do it myself.

"Let me know what feels good, Christina."

Starting at the base of her hole, I slide my tongue upward along the edges. I got an A in biology, so I know anatomy, but I don't know which parts to touch to pleasure her. Her vagina is shaved, with a small patch of pubic hair on her pelvic mound. When I get to her labia, she grabs my head and pulls my face upward. Christina jumps when my tongue touches near her clit. Then, she pulls back the skin, exposing a round bulb, so I lick that too...and she not only jumps but groans.

"Did that feel good or hurt?"

"Good. Very good. Put it in your mouth and suck on it."

I do as I'm told, and Christina's legs wrap around my head and squeeze.

"Put your finger inside me, and push up."

Sliding my finger into her slippery hole, I push up. I find a spongy area that is apparently sensitive. Her hips buck, and her butt rises off the mattress as she lets out a loud groan. In the next instant, she collapses. Afraid that I've done something wrong, I jump on the bed and try to revive her.

When her eyes open, she inhales sharply, "OH F...man, that felt good. I've never had an orgasm like that before."

"Are you okay?"

"Okay? I've never been better. Holy cow, that was incredible."

"You're really wet down there now. Do you mind if I taste your cum too?"

"Mind? Joe, you're welcome to spend as much time as you want down there."

With that invitation, I get back on my knees and slurp the cream seeping from her vagina. I've never tasted anything like it. It's addicting, and I want more. I slip a finger in to coax more cum from her, which causes her to buck her hips again. Then, getting the idea that she likes the way that feels, I simulate a cock and use my fingers to have sex with her.

"OH! Fuck! YES! Don't stop, Joe. OH GOD, that feels good."

Shocked at her using the F word and taking the Lord's name in vain, I slow down.

"Don't you dare stop what you're doing!" she demands.

The next time she uses the F word, I find it more stimulating than repulsive because I know I'm turning her on. So, I keep pumping my fingers into her like a cock until she comes again. This time she doesn't pass out, but she grabs my hair as I bring my lips close to her opening to consume her nectar.

I really want to have sex with her at this point, but I don't have any condoms. So, I make a mental note to buy some. I'll have to figure out later where to hide them.

"Joe?"

"Yes?"

"I want you inside me, but I can't get pregnant. I really, really want to have sex with you right now."

"Me too. I'll make sure to get some condoms for the next time."

Crawling onto the bed, I lie next to my girlfriend and kiss her. We embrace, and when her tits smash against my chest, I come again, making a mess of my sheets. Looking at the clock, it's almost five. I'm hornier than a rabbit, but I'm also famished.

"I thought I would hurt you when I stuck my fingers into you and broke your hymen."

"You didn't hurt me. In fact, it felt incredible. When can we do this again?"

"I don't know. Tomorrow?"

"After church?"

"Church...shit! OH! Sorry, I didn't mean that."

"It's okay. With what we've shared, some dirty talk isn't going to hurt. In fact, it kind of turns me on."

"I'll remember that. But, church. How am I going to explain this to my minister? He'll kick me out of the church for sure."

"Maybe we should keep this to ourselves," Christina suggests.

"Yeah. Maybe. We certainly can't tell our friends about it."

"Are you kidding? We breathe a word about this, and the gossip will spread like wildfire. No way we tell anyone. Deal?"

"Deal."

We lie together for a bit longer, enjoying each other, before we decide to get up and get some dinner. I grab my clothes from the floor and prepare to get dressed when Christina gives me a puzzling look.

"What?" I ask.

"I don't have anything to wear. I can't put my suit back on because it's wet, and if I put my t-shirt on without anything on underneath, everyone will see my nipples."

When she says 'nipples,' my cock pulses. I vow then and there to abandon the clinical terms for our body parts and talk dirty when I'm around Christina.

"It won't be that bad. Put it on, and let's see."

Christina slips her thin t-shirt over her head, and she's right: you can see her areolas and nipples plain as day. Not only that, but you can see the outline of her breasts too. My insides burst while looking at her nearly-see-through top. I can't hold myself back; I pin her against my bedroom door. When I attack her lips, her arms fly around my neck, and we kiss. My hands roam up her sides to her tits, and I give them a squeeze. She moans in my mouth, causing my cock to pulse again. I slip one hand down low and slide my finger into her pussy as I hold her tit with my other hand, and we make out. Christina wraps one leg around my waist and stands on her toes with the other. When she tenses, fluid floods my hand, and I know she has come again. Our kissing becomes less frantic, and she puts her other leg on the floor.

"Fuck, you're sexy," I tell her.

It feels bizarre using the F word, but her face tells me it's okay. Giving me a huge smile, she says, "I guess I will have to dress like this for you more often."

"Please?"

"For you, babe, anything. But I'm not going out in public like this."

"How about wearing one of my t-shirts? Would that be okay?"

"I think so. We have to shower before we leave, though...we both smell like sex."

"Is that bad?" I ask.

"Not when it's just us, but you want to smell like sex around my dad or brothers?"

"Uhh...not really."

"Yeah, me either. Let's take a shower."

"Okay...together?"

"Uhmm...sure, why not?"

We step under the hot stream when the water gets to the correct temperature. I wash Christina, and she washes me. We fool around a little, but I'm afraid if we do too much more, I won't be able to keep my cock out of her, so we hurry up, dry off, and get dressed. Knowing she's naked under her shorts and my t-shirt is a little much for me, but I console my hormones by telling them that we'll have another day and time to continue where we left off.

After eating dinner, I take Christina home. We luck out because nobody is home. We arrange to see each other at eleven o'clock tomorrow. That will give us both a chance to attend our meetings, get home, and change. I'm picking her up, and then we're going on a drive. Or so, that's the plan. We say goodbye in the car, and Christina bolts into the house before someone sees her.

On my way back home, I stop by the drug store to get some condoms. I feel like everyone is watching me until I convince myself that I'm just being paranoid. Looking through the available assortments, I pick a couple of different types so we can decide which we like best.

Note: I would like to thank neuroparenthetical for a final proofreading pass.