I started dating this woman when we were eighteen years old. We were friends since the age of nine and it was only when we had to start attending university that I finally asked her out.
It was exactly two months before we were meant to head off to university. I was watching her arguing with my brother and sister over the silliest thing and I decided in that moment that it was time for her and everyone else to know that she'll only ever belong to me.
So, I asked her out infront of Christian and Annabelle. The three of them immediately stopped arguing and just stared at me. Christian and Annabelle looked at me like I had grown a second head, but Charlotte was smiling. Instead of saying yes to being my girlfriend, she kissed me infront of those two brats. We kissed for a good minute before they tore us apart and complained that we were being gross.
"Mom!" I remember the two of them shouting. "Forest and Charlie are kissing! Make them stop!"
My mom came running to find us already torn apart, but smiling at each other because we had both wanted this for a very long time.
"It's about damn time!" She huffed. "Forest, it took you long enough!" They all burst into laughter. Charlotte was already sitting in my lap because she had been doing it for years at that point.
That very night Charlotte and I f****d each other's brains out. We didn't date throughout Highschool. We were the best of friends, but we both knew even then that we would someday be each other's firsts. It was unspoken, but it was a known fact. That's why I pummeled any guy who dared to look her way.
Our first time was in my room. It was an explosion of all the s****l tension and teasing that had accumulated between the two of us over the years. I f****d her through the entire night and never tried to muffle her moans or screams because I needed to hear her as I claimed her over and over again that night.
The very next day, mom took Charlotte to a doctor so she could get on birth control...so she, Annabelle and Christian probably heard us.
We spent the next two months doing nothing, but f*****g. It didn't matter where we were, Charlotte and I would always find a way to have s*x.
She was already eighteen by that time so she couldn't stay in any fosterhome. However, that never mattered. By the time she reached fifteen, she was practically living at my house. So when she confided in my mom and asked to live with us for a year before going to university, my mom was more than happy to help her out.
Mom always liked Charlotte. She helped her find as many scholarships as possible to apply for and I'm pretty sure there were a bunch of other things that happened behind the scenes that I never knew about.
Nevertheless, she was living with us before heading off to university. Most kids would probably have angry parents screaming down their throats for having s*x in their home, but mom was always the type of parent to say 'they're going to have s*x anyway. At least this way, I know they'll be safe.'
We tried using a condom once in those two months just to see what it would feel like and we both hated it. That's when we decided that no matter what, she and I would always f**k raw.
What followed after those two months was so much worse. She and I couldn't keep our hands off each other. We were f*****g like we would never get to f**k again. Blame it on being college kids, blame it on being young and in love...whatever it was...it never died for the entire four years that we were together.
We were having s*x in libraries, at the beach, in my car, in parks, on ferris wheels, in restaurants, in our dorm rooms, at house parties. No place was ever off limits.
During that time, it was my job to make sure Charlotte's moans and screams were muffled somehow. I would put a hand over her mouth, swallow her moans and pleasurable cries with kisses, but nothing could truly make her quiet and I absolutely loved it.
I was the future engineer and she was the future lawyer. We had piles of reading and research to do and yet we always found time to be f*****g like bunnies, despite attending two different universities and living hours apart.
"Mmmmmm." She purred with her head on my chest. "Stop staring at me."
I pushed away more strands of her dark brown curls and she scooted her naked body closer to mine.
We spent hours going at it last night and I ended up cumming inside her four more times before we passed out from sheer exhaustion. I've always used protection, but never with Charlotte. That would taint us somehow.
"I'm not staring." I lied. "I'm...observing."
She chuckled before extending her neck and crashing her lips against mine.
Our bodies were so intertwined in one another that it was hard to tell where my body started and where hers ended.
"Do you like what you're observing?" She teased.
I love what what I'm observing. I thought, but never dared to say.
"I like it very much." I groaned in between our kisses.
Back when we were younger, I knew she was on birth control, but now...I could lie and say I was blinded by the throws of passion and say that what we did was reckless and irresponsible, but none of that would be true. I would have her again and again and I would never use protection. Not with Charlotte. Never with Charlotte.
If she's on birth control right now, then great. If she isn't, we'll find out soon enough if our actions end up having consequences.
"Do you have plans today?" I asked in between our kisses. I was asking so that she would know that all those plans were now cancelled.
"It's Saturday." She replied as we rolled around in bed. "I have about a hundred errands to run and -"
"I'll get someone to attend to your errands." I groaned into her hair. "Just make a list and it will be taken care of. Those legs of yours need some rest after what we did last night."
"Can't argue with that." She chuckled under me.
I was lying on top of her, careful not to put my whole weight on her. I was now just staring at her. Her curls were all over the place, the sun coming in through the window made her caramel skin look gold. She looked amazing. She always looks amazing.
"What are you doing, Charlie?" I asked her. "You send me a message on LinkedIn after shutting me out for five years and now you're in my bed." I took a deep breath and continued caressing her face and neck. "What are you playing at?"
I rolled off her and laid on my back.
This is not how I planned for things to go. I wasn't supposed to be lying in bed next to her after cumming inside of her repeatedly. I should have at least demanded an explanation for what she did. It wouldn't justify what we did last night, but maybe if I did that I wouldn't feel this helpless against this woman.
She was on top of me within seconds, running her fingers through my dark blonde hair and staring at me the way I was staring at her a few moments ago. "I'm not playing at anything, Forest." She smiled through the sun rays entering the room. "I missed you. Didn't you miss me?"
Her naked breasts were pressed against my chest and of course, I was instantly hard. Her legs were spread wide while she straddled me. She was already moving up and down very gently, rubbing my c**k between her folds and covering it with her wet slick all over again.
"Forest?" She whimpered when I didn't respond. "You didn't miss me?"
I dug my hands into her behind, spreading those cheecks of hers further apart while she kept rubbing her wet c**t on my p***s. "You have no idea how much I missed you." I admitted. "But if you hadn't messed things up, I wouldn't have needed to miss you, now would I?"
She tried getting off me, but I f*****g stopped her.
"No one said you can stop moving." I said angrily and she started rubbing her c**t against my c**k again.
Her face was buried in my neck and I was licking and kissing her shoulders.
"We could have been doing this for the past five years!" I groaned. "But you messed it up and I still don't know why."
She was biting into my shoulder. I could tell she wasn't even listening anymore. She was whimpering again, rubbing her c**t even faster against my p***s and getting wetter with each passing second.
I couldn't stop her. She was about to c*m and I love hearing and seeing her come undone.
She tilted her head back and screamed as she released an orgasm.
"Fuck." She whispered moaned while rubbing her c**t against my p***s.
We were both panting. Her head was tucked away in my shoulder and I was planting gentle kisses on her shoulder.
"I want you back, Forest."
"You're mine and I want you back."
We both stopped kissing one another. I've been waiting to hear those words for five years. I should hate her for what she did to me. I shouldn't even have answered her message. She's going to break me. This woman is going to break me again.
"Forest?" She whispered.
I stayed quiet.
I stayed quiet until she rolled off me and stared at the ceiling.
"No." I said something I never thought I'd say to her. "You're too late."
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