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I went out to a free test prep session at the local college and stayed there to study all day. It was a nice change in scenery from studying at home or at a local Starbucks with people everywhere. I was finishing up and starting to browse the internet when my mind started to wander back to what had been going on the past few nights. Luke had texted me saying I didn't need to come in today but said he wanted to see me later and he would call me. I wasn't sure what that meant.
Things were weird. Really, very, extremely weird. I was so caught up in this little world that happened at his apartment that it almost seemed like time was standing still when I wasn't there. The more I thought about it the more crazy it seemed. I had just let a man fuck me who I barely knew and that was paying me to clean his apartment. Everything just happened so fast and contemplating it started to overwhelm me.
But I wanted to come back. I had to. On one hand I thought maybe I was just being taken advantage of but on the other hand it felt somewhat normal or natural with him being so in control. I felt myself start to get warm between my legs just thinking about this again. I was still pretty sore down there from taking it just the few times the past two nights. Being so tight was making it hard to relax fully when he did it to me, and when I did it was already too late and I was being stretched by his thick cock. At this point I realized I had never actually seen his cock either -- he always fucked me in the dark and mostly from behind except for last night he was on top of me but I still hadn't seen it. Thinking about how twisted it was that I liked him 'taking care' of me this way freaked me out. It made no sense at all but I couldn't help it -- I liked what was going on. When he touched me he made me feel safe. I was a little nervous but I admit I wasn't exactly sexually experienced. I had only had sex one time before and it was short and terrible. No one had ever touched me the way he did before -- spreading me wide open just to look at and feel me. Putting things into me all day. Cumming inside me...
The thought of him finishing inside me made my pussy wet right away. I thought about the things he said the night before about belonging to him. He was so serious when he said it -- and to be honest at that time I felt like it was the complete truth too. Feeling his cock empty all his cum inside of me was so intense. The way he looked at me and grabbed me to hold me still, and then feeling him slow down just a little before he released it all in one shot. I felt sort of used when he pulled out but so turned on too in a weirdly, sick way. Like as if I really did belong to him now because of it. I imagined this might be vaguely similar to how virgins might have felt when they lost their virginity back in the day.
I snapped out of it as a guy came and sat next to me at my table. My mind had wandered off and I'm sure I looked like I was somewhat in a daze staring off into space. I packed up my stuff and left for home. I continued thinking about things on my way home again. I thought about how crazy the entire situation was but I couldn't help but want to go back and see what he had in store for me. I hated admitting it to myself but not only did I like what was going on but I was even a little bit excited to see what he would do next. Everything that happened there had been so surreal -- especially him bending me over or touching me to see if I was wet as if it was something so normal and mundane for a man to do that to a girl.
As I pulled into my apartment complex I wondered what he thought of me. The idea that maybe he was just using me or taking advantage of me hurt. My gut was telling me it felt like it was more than that but I couldn't shake the eerie feeling of that harsh possibility. I also wasn't sure what exactly was happening between us, if it really was something more than just sex. I decided to take a relaxing bath when I got back to clear my head a little. I was so confused I had no idea what I was really feeling. I was scared, turned on, worried, freaked out, and excited all at once.
I drew my bath and was waiting for the tub to fill while I lit some candles and prepared to settle in for some me time. I loved putting in a movie and taking a hot bubbly bath -- taking my time to relax and shave every part of my body. It also felt good to give myself an extra thorough scrubbing and then a facial afterwards or some sort of mask to refresh myself. Mmm...my mind went into a little zone while I took my bath and took the evening off from everything. Soon I felt completely relaxed and freshened up and I decided to have a snack and watch some tv on the couch when I heard someone at the door.
I wondered who it could be and thought it might be a neighbor. Looking through the peep hole I was surprised to see it was Luke. He looked like he had come from work and I wondered what he was doing there or why he hadn't called. My heart started to speed up a little bit wondering what he was doing at my apartment.
"um...Hi." I smiled when I opened the door. My little 'me time' routine had relaxed me more than usual. It was strange seeing him 'out of context' like this.
"Hi Heather. Sorry I didn't tell you I wanted to come but I got busy at work. I still wanted to stop by to see you."
"...Oh...Did anything happen at the apartment?" I thought I was going to lose my little job.
"Oh no. Everything is fine. I just wanted to see you and see how you were feeling tonight." We awkwardly made our way to the living area and shared the couch.
"Um...I'm feeling good actually. I had a relaxing evening. I was just going to watch a movie or something and snack a little bit before settling in for the night."
"That's good to hear." He sat close to me and put his hand on my thigh and started stroking my leg lightly. Instinctively I let my legs relax and spread easily when I felt his hand. His hand slowly crept up into my panties from underneath and his finger found my now wet slit. I was a little afraid because I was still a little sore.
"ummm........I'm kind of sore.." I tried to scoot away a little but I'm sure I moved barely more than half an inch.
"Oh?? That makes sense, you're so tight in here. You might feel better once you're used to having it stretched open more often. ."
This didn't make me feel better. But I was still getting so wet with his finger sliding in and out of my lips.
"Lay down." He commanded and I laid along the couch with my legs facing him and slightly apart. He sat between my legs and cradled one over his knee. He pulled my panties down my legs and then spread my lips open. I felt his finger dip into me just barely. He was lightly massaging the entrance to my pussy, running his finger along in a circular motion. I looked at him as he touched me. "Does it hurt...?"