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| LONG AWAITED LOVE by Janey Out of the blue, Nicky rang me. “Hey honey, can I come round?” “What’s up Nick? I thought that you were busy recording.” “We are but I need to see you, well I need to get out of here.” “Sure, come round though I warn you now I’m having a lazy day and haven’t got out of my pj’s yet.” He laughed. “I’ll bring cookies, buy some pj’s of my own and we can have a lazy day together.” “James will be mega pissed off if you do that honey.” “Quite frankly I couldn’t give a fuck. He’s like a bear with a sore head and I’m sick of it. We’ve had one hell of an argument; it’s best for me to get out of his way.” “Come on over, you’re always welcome you know that.” I had gone out with James for eighteen months but it was a highly volatile and destructive relationship. At first I found it exciting. We would have huge rows, shout and scream a lot then have great sex, but it became tedious. We would spend more time arguing than getting on; not even the sex could save us. When I moved out of the apartment that we shared I went to stay with Nicky until I found a place of my own. Nicky had always been a confidante, our closeness being the trigger of many of James’ jealous rages. The more I protested that we weren’t having an affair the more James thought that we were. It was a no win situation. “I brought lots of wine, cookies, chocolate, nibbles and…for you!” From deep in the bag he took out a pamper kit waving it enthusiastically. “Because you deserve it honey.” “You know how to sweeten a girl up Nicholas Jones,” I said kissing him on his cheek. “Did you remember the pj’s?” “No I forgot them, well no, that’s not strictly true, I couldn’t find any that I liked.” I giggled. “I could be naughty and get you to strip to your boxers and t-shirt.” “Say no more!” When he began to undo the belt, button then zipper of his trousers, I was silent. I hadn’t actually thought that he would do it. He put his jeans over the back of a chair, his trainers and socks beneath it, and he was grinning like a fool. Damn but I had butterflies in the pit of my stomach. This was not the first time that I had had these feelings for Nicky, in fact it was more and more frequently which confused the hell out of me. “And,” he added chirpily, “I bought that dvd that was released today that you said you wanted to see, that horror one.” “Can we save that for tonight?” I asked pouring us some wine. “I love watching them in the dark; it’s not the same if you draw the curtains during the day.” “If I agree to that you must promise to cuddle me, you know what a wuss I am.” We curled up on the sofa watching some black and white films. I did egg and chips for tea, at Nicky’s request, then we watched the news and ‘Love Actually’ “Go on then missus, stick the horror film on.” “Are you sure that you can cope with this Nicky? We can always watch a different film.” “No way!” he bellowed, lounging out on the sofa. “I’ve got you to take care of me so I’ll be alright.” “Famous last words!” I put the disc in the machine the joined him on the sofa, lounging out with him, enjoying the feeling of his arms around me. “That wasn’t too bad,” Nicky proclaimed when the credits rolled. “No, you only screamed half a dozen times and shuddered about two dozen.” “Horror films are not my favourite genre, I don’t get a buzz from being scared witless.” I turned on my back to see him better and absently stroked his face. “That would explain why you’re as white as a sheet then.” “Imagine how much worse I would be if I wasn’t with you,” he said softly. “You keep me calm Jess.” I was mesmerised by him, the way he was staring so intently at me was spellbinding. There was something in his gaze, powerful, sexual, and primal. What did we do now? If I ignored him would he be hurt and rejected? If I made light of it would he be humiliated? If I responded to it the way that I wanted to would I drive him away? For once I had no idea what was right, perhaps that was part of the problem; I was thinking too much instead of following my instinct and desires. My attraction to Nicky had kind of crept up on me stealthily; maybe James had been aware of what Nicky and I was busy blissfully ignoring? Had the attraction to Nicky really been there that long? “You are staying the night aren’t you Nicky?” I’d meant it to be a casual request but it came out laden with heavy inference. “As long as I’m not overstaying my welcome.” Those beautiful blue eyes glinted like sunshine hitting a swimming pool. “I’d be disappointed if you went home.” “You would?” “Yes, absolutely.” We kept gazing at one another, trying to decipher the signals, afraid of screwing up. “Nicky could you do me a favour?” I whispered nervously. “Would you please kiss me?” “Jess please don’t tease me, I couldn’t stand it; you’d break my heart.” “I’m not teasing Nicky. I want you to kiss me and spend tonight with me, spend many nights with me in fact.” A hiss escaped my lips when he cupped my face in his giant gentle hands. I dared not breathe, afraid that it would spoil the moment. Smoothly his tongue slid into my mouth, my hands grasping his arse, pulling him down on to me, the stirring of his erection pressing against my thighs. He slid a hand under my pj top, tantalisingly stroking my breasts with the lightest of touches from his fingertips, my nipples instantly responding, growing and hardening. Between my legs I was humming, the wetness seeping, his touch inflaming me. He was getting me so aroused so bloody quickly and I loved it, not wanting him to stop. I moved my hands to the hem of his t-shirt and began sliding it up his body, moaning with regret when we stopped kissing so that he could discard it onto the floor. “You are a really messy girl Jess!” he giggled, unbuttoning my top and throwing it on the floor along with his t-shirt. “Messy or dirty?” I laughed, caressing the rapidly growing bulge in his boxers. I blushed but then tried to aid him remove them, protesting when he refused to let me help take his boxers off. “Wait honey,” he drawled lasciviously. “If you touch me now I may cum and I want to wait till you’re ready too.” “I don’t care if you cum Nicky, I want to touch you.” Our eyes locked both of us sniggering, him daring me to touch him, me teasing him about whether or not I would. When I slid off the sofa and onto the floor he inhaled sharply; I hadn’t touched him yet. My hands were almost on him when he put his hands over my wrists to stop me. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” His tenderness took my breath away he was so considerate. Here I was, naked and wanton yet he still gave me the opportunity to back off and stop. My heart lurched with the realisation that I loved him, so much it hurt. “Why would I want to stop?” I whispered. “I want to make you happy and satisfied.” “I already am Jess, being here with you, like this. You have no idea how much I have yearned for this, always worried about James’ fucking reaction.” “So what’s changed?” “I decided that I couldn’t sacrifice my happiness merely to appease James. Your relationship is over, he needs to accept that you will go out with other men. If he thinks I’m being deliberately or insensitive by getting involved with you, it’s tough. I won’t put my life on hold any longer Jess, I can’t.” Despite trying to be positive it was evident that he was in pain. He was risking a friendship, a very long, deep friendship. I leaned forward, kissing his lips, stroking his face. “James is a grown man Nicky, he will have to learn to accept it and live with it because I want to be with you, I want to make love with you and wake up holding you. It would be more wrong, as far as I’m concerned, if we ignored our emotions.” “So long as you’re sure.” “I am,” I smiled, “Now let’s get these off shall we?” We laughed when the boxers were discarded on the floor; I then positioned myself between Nicky’s long legs, the glistening pool of pre cum on the tip of his penis inflaming me; it was begging to be licked. Keeping my eyes on Nicky to see his reaction, I swiped my tongue across the thick liquid and tasted him, he was divine. Nicky’s eyes were wide open while he watched me lick up and down the shaft of his hard twitching dick. He started making little murmuring noises, his hands playing with my hair. He looked close to ecstasy; I wanted him to look like that all of the time. “Oh god Jess,” he muttered, bucking into my mouth as I touched and caressed his perineum. I took him all the way, slowly, into my mouth, surprising myself in the process. Nicky is so well endowed I was convinced that I would not be able to but somehow I did and I loved it. I put my hand on the root to steady it then moved my mouth up and down the long thick shaft, varying the pressure as I did so. When I reached the head I swirled my tongue all around the ridge and flicked it in a snake like action delighting at his whimpering and twisting. “Fuck Jess!” he panted whilst I continued to use my mouth on him. He was so big and stiff now, ready and aching to cum. I dipped my head down again, stroked his perineum and his strings of warm salty cum exploded into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I drank him down eagerly; taking care to lick around the head making certain that I didn’t miss any. He tasted wonderful. With eyes closed and a beautiful smile he seemed content and in a state of bliss. I could watch him for hours. He interrupted my thoughts. “I told you that I would cum too quickly,” he said with a coy smile. “Did you cum quickly? I was too busy having fun tasting you to notice.” “You are such a dirty girl! Come here and let me kiss you, and then I’ll return the compliment.” I straddled his legs on the sofa and his large hands cupped my arse as we kissed feverishly. He flicked his tongue into each crevice of my mouth, teasing my tongue with occasional light flicks. It wasn’t long before his erection was stirring once more and I couldn’t resist giving him a helping hand. I stared at him when he broke the kiss; I had been enjoying it so much. “I want to taste you Jess,” he muttered rubbing his nose against mine. “Later Nicky, there’s something I want to do first.” Blue eyes stared at me bewildered, but when I took his penis by the root and lifted up from his lap; he realised what I was planning. Lowering my self onto his large hard cock was exquisite, better than I’d hoped. I started to ride him, slowly and gently at first but my excitement soon got the better of me and I speeded up, loving the way he was growing inside me. He was filling me completely but I was greedy, wanting more. “Put one leg on the arm of the sofa,” he sighed, helping me to my feet. He then fucked me doggie style until I screamed his name when my orgasm hit me, my vaginal walls pulsing and clenching his cock. Nicky thrust another couple of times, then came inside me, his yelling of my name muffled by him biting down on my shoulder. Out of breath, bathed in sweat, he picked me up and placed me beneath him on the sofa. “I don’t want to leave you to go home Jess, not ever, and I want to keep hearing you shout my name as you cum.” Two years down the line we’re married with a baby boy, Joshua, who is eight months old and we have never spent a night apart. James surprised us by giving us his blessing, not that we needed it, but it was a magnanimous gesture on his part. When I glance at Nicky now I still get warm and tingly and get butterflies in my stomach, I love him so much. Strange how things turn out isn’t it? The end. <<< Janey's stories |