Challenges in Life, a New Beginning
Revised and rewritten by Aoife
A/N - The below story is fictional and fun. In collaboration with the previous author and at his request, the below and in time, the continuing chapters are all significant rewrites. This is collaboration with the original author. He is aware of the changes and has with them and its publication.
All characters in this story are above the age of legal consent. This is more of a romantic love story. That being said, please know this story contains love and sexual relations and interactions between a man and a woman as well as two women who learn and grow into their bisexuality. We truly hope you enjoy it.
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Mary kissed me saying "It was amazing, I am glad you didn't stop, this was different, enjoyable and fun. I felt deeper love for you than I ever have Ken."
We fell asleep holding each other sexually exhausted. We were falling deeper and deeper in love with each other; it just clicked. For this woman, I needed to take care of everything.
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Our love towards each other continued to grow by leaps and bounds. We started studying together; she was helping me with advanced Accounting. I was assisting with her Sociology and Humanities. It was effortless spending time together and we simply enjoying life. Mary and I could see the end of our junior year at University of Maryland.
In April we celebrated Mary's twenty-first birthday and my twenty-seventh birthday. I was the old guy of the group and this really never bothered Mary. She was excited as was I to know that we only had one more year until we graduated and would start our lives as professionals.
Mary was hinting about the long term. Me? I was focused on finishing my education and then stability in life and in my financial wellbeing.
We continued dating and hanging out with Dave and Shelly, most of the time we just enjoyed different restaurants and bars. They had become really close friends. Dave and I as well as Mary and Shelly had so much in common. The love of the outdoors, sports, our fields of study were different but we clicked. Dave was studying Engineering; Shelly was Nursing, Mary Finance, and me of course IT. We also enjoyed the typical college antics of friends.
Over the past weeks, Mary, Shelley, Dave, and I had been discussing an "after finals" summer getaway. We all listed the pros and cons of where to go and what to do on our budgets. Shelly shared that she wasn't able to be away for too long with her entering her senior year as a nursing student and it would be demanding.
I needed to share with Mary, there are times my background and military experience kicks in and I tend to take control of things and become suggestive or guided others in what to do. This wasn't only with our little group, but in class projects, or in other organized or unorganized events.
I am a few years older than Mary, my friends, and classmates who all typically went to college right out of high school as I had spent three years in the Army. My friends and classmates admittedly looked at me at times as a decision maker.
We discussed many options but because of our proximity, our love of Shelly, and budget, we decided on a trip to Assateague Island State Park and Campground. It would only be about a three and a half hour drive.
I had some money saved up from when I was in the Army. I told them I would handle the costs of a week-long trip making the reservations soon. As a group, we decided that Dave and I would take care of the camping gear. Mary and Shelly would handle the food and drinks. We had five weeks until finals and then we would spend a few nice relaxing days away from reality.
We celebrated with finals completed and the summer ahead of us. We planned on meeting at my apartment Friday evening for a cookout. Everyone would crash at my place before we headed out Saturday morning. The timing of it all would work out well as Dave and Shelly needed some time to get moved out of the dorms for the summer.
By late Friday afternoon, Mary I had packed my Blazer with gear and the supplies that she and Shelly purchased. We decided to take a break because of the late afternoon heat. We stepped back into the apartment, I was again totally captivated and entranced by the sight of Mary as she walked in. Mary sat down on the couch as I grabbed us glasses of water.
When I approached her and offered her the water, her eyes met mine. It was if that is all I would ever need to see. Her beauty, smile, and looks left nothing more to be desired. Maybe it was a combination of the afternoon heat, or from exhaustion of packing, maybe it was from the memories of last night's love making session, but I smiled, dropped to my knees in front of her, leaned forward and kissed her deeply.
I broke the kiss and said. "Mary seeing you here with me in this moment is as if I never want it to stop. I want you to be mine, one day, I am going to make you mine, and we will be one."
I stood and moved onto the couch next to her. As we started kissing I could tell Mary was on fire! We were kissing with a passion like never before. Mary lifted her leg positioning herself with one leg on each side of me, sitting on my lap. Kissing me deeper, she started rocking back and forth grinding her crotch against me. After a few minutes, our kiss broke. Mary held my face gently in her hands as she looked deep into my eyes.
"Ken, I want you, to have me, to make me yours and yours alone. It is my true and one desire." She paused, "But there is something I need to show you."
With that said, Mary slowly kissed my lips, and then removed her shirt and bra. She gracefully slid down off of the couch kneeling on the floor. Kneeling in front of me, Mary proceeded to unbutton my jeans pulling them down exposing my semi hardening cock.
What Mary did next can only be described as a combination of pure love, lust, passion and utter desire to please me. Mary made love to my throbbing cock with her hands, mouth, tongue and breasts and was only totally focused on my pleasure. This woman was certainly becoming not only the sexual part of my life, but the love of my life.
I came hard finishing in her mouth; I lovingly pulled Mary up and into a position sitting on me again. Holding her in my arms and kissing her while tasting myself, I realized that she had just given herself to me, heart, body, mind and soul.
The knock on the door brought us out of our daydream slumber.
"Hang on, I am topless, don't come in yet." I yelled.
Slapping me playfully, Mary grabbed her top as I pulled my jeans on, Mary ran to open the door letting Dave and Shelly in. We welcomed them in as the excitement grew for our trip.
It wasn't until part way through the evening as we sat outside at the picnic table that I realized that Mary, the little minx, never put her bra back on. As I was rubbing her back, she looked at me, smiled and winked.
"Is there something wrong babe?" She asked.
I shook my head no and slid my hand around her side resting it against the side of her bountiful breast.
Her sexuality was really growing on me.
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At what is usually described O'Dark 30, the four of us took to the road. About ten miles into the drive, Dave bellowed from the back seat, something about coffee. With it being dark still and I couldn't see his face in the rearview mirror.
I replied to whoever heard, "My beautiful, amazing and one day bride-to-be, has taken care of that for me; obviously yours didn't. I am willing to share ... the coffee that is; not my baby."
I started laughing. There was a loud gasp and then a silence in my Blazer. I looked over towards Mary, again, it was dark and I wasn't able to see her face clearly.
"What? What's wrong babe?" I inquired.
I heard in a slightly quivering voice Mary say, "Bride-to-be? Really?"
Looking back at the road and being as careful as I could be, I reached for her hand, finding it, I pulled it to my lips kissing her hand I said.
