Love Truth a Friend to the Rescue

This is the eighth episode in my story series, Years Before.

In the last part, Eva and I enjoyed a weekend of sheer pleasure with recognition of the deepening of our feelings toward each other.

In this part, our relationship accelerates toward a carnal, erotic peak, witnessed by another, before an unavoidable reality changes everything. A much needed friend comes to the rescue.

Thank you for reading

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After that first weekend in May, a distinct change happened between Eva and I. Instead of trying to find space to meet around other things we had going on, instead we were making sure that time with each other was the priority.

These times were where we'd go and do things together. A proper relationship was forming and we weren't doing anything to prevent it happening. It was so much more than just sleeping with each other, although our sexual appetites were well sated when we could. We had fallen for each other, no doubt, readily displaying a more obvious tactile approach to each other in public -- handholding, touches, kisses.

Our "thing" had become a full-blown romance.

This had consumed us so much that we realised that Cass had been back a good few days after her holiday with her Mum before we thought that we'd not heard from her. We decided to call on her one night.

The door was open.

"Cass, Cass, you here?"

"In the kitchen, Eva."

Cass was pleased to see both of us and, of course, we were able to be relaxed around her so any physical change of behaviour between us wasn't so obvious. Cass had a lovely tan on her. Sorrento had suited her well.

"Cass, you look gorgeous. Got some tan lines to show us then." Eva was never shy about jumping in with questions.

"Maybe, but only some." Cass had a coy look on her face.

"Come on then, tell us."

"Well, Mum and I had a bit to drink one night and we bet each other we wouldn't do nude sunbathing. I mean, it's my Mum, you know? Never thought it would come to anything."

"Sounds like it did then?" said Eva, fishing.

"Yes, Mum remembered the conversation and, by breakfast the following morning, had a list of good places where a bit of nudity would be tolerated."

"Oh, so you did it then?"

"Yes, Mum had a hire car and, in the end, we went somewhere new every day. Did eight of them in the end."

"And how did you feel about being nude with your Mum?"

"A bit odd at first but Mum still has a good body and was really kind about not making me feel self-conscious about my boobs because they are...big. Anyway, the only way you'll oil your back is having someone else to do it so we just got stuck in."

Eva and I glanced at each other having been able to appreciate that exact point only recently.

As we went on to discover, this actually served to tear down a few boundaries between Cass and her Mum and they had some of the best conversations they'd ever had. No subject left undiscovered. Our chat got on to the obvious.

"So, what about David then, Cass?"

"OK." Cass hesitated slightly before continuing "You might not like this but I'm giving it a bit more time...on Mum's advice."

Both Eva and I were interested in this change but, if Cass was expecting an outburst of objections from us, they didn't come. Cass carried on.

"So, Mum knows about you, Andy."

"OK, so...everything...the naughty bits?"

"Yes, the lot, including Easter..."

"Wow, so that is being straight up then."

"Yes, and that's partly what prompted Mum to say I needed to be absolutely sure David was a no-go and, long story short, I couldn't do that yet so..."

"You're trying again."

"Yes, but I read the riot act to him this week and told him that if he didn't sort it out that there was someone else waiting."

And so, it transpired that this had apparently made David buck his ideas up and try properly. Apparently, he had been very attentive the last few days which was why we'd not heard from Cass either.

So, we chatted a while longer and Cass settled on the idea of a party in mid-July. Not loads of people but one to let the drink flow, have some fun, stay over. Eva and I agreed that it sounded good. We were up for it.

When Cass had asked us how the "thing" was going, we portrayed the physical side but didn't necessarily set out how our feelings about each other had accelerated into something more romantic.

After leaving Cass's, we also realised that the reason we'd not been so disgusted at the idea of David still being around was that Cass finishing with him meant calling a halt to us, by the nature of the agreement.

The challenge in all of this, though, was that Eva and I had now been together for over 4 months by this point and things were not standing still. We'd moved on from considering an end point. We were immersed in each other.

However, it was her closest friend who would very likely spell the end of this at some point...and we'd have to admit that this might happen. It was a barrier we were ignoring.

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So, mid-July came - Cass's party. On a warm Summer Saturday night, I turned up at Cass's. Eva and I decided to be a little circumspect in our behaviour around each other for this party which, with many years of hindsight, seems nonsensical but there would be people there who wouldn't know what was going on, not least Ruthie and David.

There were a few people about already and a familiar voice greeted me from behind.

"Hi Andy, Great to see you."

A little squeeze on my waist and there was Ruthie. She seemed very happy and looked good too. The collar-length blond hair was growing out a little, draping on her shoulders now in a loose bob, black polo neck jumper and jeans and the white plimsoles again. Casual, relaxed and, most of all, happy.

"So, what's going on? You're looking really good, by the way!"

"Ooh, thank you. Yes, well I've stayed away from most of the men and I'm just looking after myself a bit."

"That's brilliant. You got someone here tonight?"

"Yes, him."

As Ruthie answered, Pete came out of the kitchen -- the guy who she'd knocked back before when things crashed and burned for her. I knew Pete. We'd had one of those friendships where we were hanging around together a lot and then situations changed and it petered out. Suffice to say, we were perfectly fine and had a bit of a catch-up before I moved on and he went to find Ruthie.

It seemed that Ruthie had decided that, after more calls from Pete, she relented. They'd been out for drinks a couple of times. "Snogs but no sex", Ruthie was quick to point out so tonight she decided she'd bring him along. Apparently, Ruthie was having Cass's single bed because the double upstairs had a load of boxes on it and Pete, Eva and I would be on the floor in sleeping bags. At least, Eva and I would.

I saw Cass only briefly at points during the party. It turns out things were going so well with David that they spent most of their time in her Dad's bedroom apparently banging each other's brains out. I was genuinely happy for her.

Soon after Ruthie went off, Eva arrived.

She looked tremendous. The infamous outfit from the Lake Park night was on, the white shirt this time having a small belt around it to set it off, a red pendant hanging just below breast level, which was where the shirt was buttoned up to, again showing me a little skin. The same dark red skirt with her lovely bare legs and the black court shoes again. I thought to myself "You are so lucky that woman is with you tonight."

Eva came straight up to me and gave me a gentle peck on the lips and we exchanged pleasantries in front of others, attempting to look as casual as possible. Seeing her in that outfit again, my thoughts were purely carnal at. I suggested we popped out the back for a cigarette. As soon as it was clear we were out of earshot and eyeline, Eva planted a big smacker right on my lips.

"I've missed you, how are you?"

"I'm good, Eva. All the better for seeing you. You look brilliant, really sexy, especially as you've got what we might call your "fucking" clothes on."

"Oh yes, why do you think I wore them, sexy man? Look, one thing. I've got to leave at 7a.m. tomorrow"

Her Mum and Dad were making a visit to a particular family relative some distance away and Eva's presence was required.

"So, what are we going to do tonight? I can't walk around just looking at you."

Eva smiled "I've had a think. Got a plan."

Of course, the lovely, meticulous woman would.

"We can "get off" with each other, starting quite soon, I think, and, in a couple of hours, most will be drunk enough they won't care anyway."

So, that's exactly what we did.

We had a great time, apparently slowly building up in front of people but letting things get a little more carnal in stolen moments outside.

Not many people would have noticed Eva's belt disappear, for instance, because, down the side of the house, we'd stolen a few minutes where Eva invited me to open her shirt so I could kiss her tits and suck her nipples.

I'd also managed to establish that Eva had a lacy pair of panties on. She felt the need with other people around in that particular skirt. However, they fitted nicely on her wrist when she wanted them out of the way to get her labia played with. All of this carried on during the evening when we could go out and be undisturbed.

Eva seemingly had no fear of getting into it with me outside. I shouldn't have been surprised given how we'd been with Cass and her willingness to be nude and sexual outside before now, her exhibitionist streak was showing through as she willingly took the lead in how daring she could be either exposing her body or engaging with me.

We got away with it most of the time.

One moment when we nearly got caught was when Eva discovered I'd gone without underwear and decided that "it's time your cock got some night air".

We stood in shadow under a shelter in the garden, where I was quite happily letting Eva work me up with her hand and suck me a little when we heard the patio door slide and we had to stuff a very firm penis away quite quickly. It happened to be Cass so she wouldn't have minded but it could have been anybody.

It was all great fun and the thrill of possibly being caught and being outside heightened everything that extra level.

As it stood, the party started to dissolve just after 1a.m. and the few that were staying were already making their way to their respective locations. Cass and David in her Dad's bedroom, two other people I didn't know very well in the other bedroom that was downstairs and I assumed Ruthie and Pete had already headed upstairs and, logically, Pete was not on the floor of Cass's bedroom.

Eva and I were alone in the living room.

She whispered in my ear "I could jump on you now, baby."

However, although we were not averse to taking risks, the idea of doing it there and then was a little beyond us, possibly because Eva's skirt wasn't long enough to hide anything that we might have been doing. We settled ourselves with kissing and cuddling on the sofa for a while.

However, a last cigarette outside switched Eva's penchant for some outside fun back on.

Eva stood in front of me, in the knowledge that we were very unlikely to be disturbed now and, while smoking her cigarette, undid her shirt to expose her breasts to the night, caressing them as she continued to drag on the cigarette. She was so wanton sometimes, my heart would skip a beat.

"I've half a mind to pull up my skirt and let you have sex with me from behind."

"Really. Right now."

"Mmm, come on. I am so wet for you."

And so, just for a few moments, Eva stood with her hands against the wall, her bottom bare to the night air with her skirt pulled up to its waist as I flipped out my strong erection and slid easily into her.

We could both feel the thrill but I was slightly unsure.

"You know, I think someone's going to catch us."

Eva didn't care. "Oh really. Fuck it, I really like this. I'm getting to be really dirty sometimes now, aren't I?"

"You are and I love it. Shall we take this upstairs, get naked and close."

"Yes, come on."

Skirt pulled down, cock back in. Good job the night covers up when you're flushed in the face because Cass came out for a cigarette herself right as we'd got ourselves straight.

"You two, OK?"

Eva took the bull by the horns. "Good job you didn't come out a minute ago. We were fucking."

"What, out here?"

"Yes. Andy was taking me from behind. Thick cock, very big."

Cass replied "Oh, really. There's still part of me that would want that but not tonight!"

I eventually chipped in "We're heading up to see how far we can take it."

"OK, guys, I've no doubt you'll find your way!" Cass winked at us. "See you in the morning."

"Come on, Eva. We should go upstairs and get comfortable." I knew Eva had to go early and I wanted her badly. "Oh, and, by the way, we might have an audience. Ruthie and Pete have been up there a while."

"Mmm, well, Andy. I don't mind a little looking if you don't. You go up and I'll get some cushions. There's no pillows up there."

I walked up the stairs carefully, aiming not to wake either Ruthie or Pete if I could help it, although we were going to be in a room with them. I made my way in and all was quiet. They were both in Cass's regular single bed.

I unzipped our sleeping bags so at least we could have something under and over us while we slept. Eva crept in too, as quietly as she could and laid the cushions down.

We stood in the middle of the room. The curtains weren't drawn so the room was bathed in moonlight. The blue hue that dominated everything in the room.

It may well have been the same room where, some months before, we had begun our intimate liaison, with Cass's help. However, now "us" was an entirely different thing.

Eva silently undid my shirt and pushed it off me. She kissed my chest and shoulders and whispered in my ear.

"Strip me. Make love to me, here, now, please."

"You know Ruthie and Pete are here."

Eva had clearly decided she was happy being on display. "Let them look. I'm here for you."

I unbuttoned her shirt and removed it, exposing her lovely bare breasts and flesh. Her growing excitement was displayed by her nipples being just slightly more prominent than usual. We could both sense the anticipation of possibly being watched.

I unzipped her skirt. Eva stood up and slid it over her hips. Its removal rendered her naked.

Rather than get up, I placed my hands on her bum and licked those parts of her body that I knew so well by now would make her feel good. Her nipples, her navel, tracing around that sensual triangle of pubic hair, so neatly trimmed.

I traced my finger down the middle of it. Eva drew a little breath and moved slightly, enough to part her legs and allow my finger between them. I followed the line of her labia as far as I could, feeling the wetness already there from our little sexual moment outside. Eva's hips swayed a little with my movement.

Eva put her hands on my face and encouraged me to stand. She took to her knees and, knowing that there were only my jeans between me and her, made sure she took every moment she could to remove them.

She undid them, pushing them clear of my hips. Fingers danced along my hard cock, then they'd trace back, a finger would pass over my wet glans, drawing the drops back along my erection. I was in a headspin with the sheer sensuality and stimulation of it all.

Then, Eva slowly pulled my jeans down, all the way to the floor and, as I stepped out, she took my socks with them. We were both naked, both ready to make love. Eva didn't get up though. She caressed my erection, following its shape with her touch, kissing the tip of it, running a finger below my balls to touch my perineum -- that area she knew was such a stimulator for me.

As she was doing this, I noticed a shape over the bed. Through the moonlight in the room, my eyes focussed on it.

It was Ruthie.

Sat up in the bed.

Watching.

I could see she was topless, her face and bare chest turned towards us so that they caught some moonlight once my eyes had adjusted. She was looking at us and, then, she caught my gaze towards her. My eyes engaged hers, just as Eva took my cock into her mouth. I had to close my eyes and just feel. Eva knew how to handle me with her lips and tongue and I knew Ruthie was watching it all. It was all consuming, Eva now being confident yet gentle with me.

Eva released me and I knelt down facing her. I kissed her shoulder and moved closer to her ear and whispered

"Ruthie is watching us."

Eva let out a deep breath as if this was exactly what she wanted, taking her sensuality even higher. She whispered back.

"Show her how much you love me, baby."

This was Eva the ultimate exhibitionist, drinking in the passion and abandon of being naked and making love in front of someone else.

I laid Eva down and parted her legs. So slowly and carefully, I gradually worked my way between her thighs, my licks and kisses making her legs part wider. As I moved to her labia, Eva put her legs on my shoulders as if to invite me. My tongue broke through her wet lips immediately and on to her vagina. Her breathing was deep, as if to supress the desire to make a sound, to express her passion.

Slowly, I explored, feeling the little folds up to her clitoris with my tongue, her hips starting to move in that circular way that I knew was her heading to an orgasm. I sucked on her clitoris and then ran my tongue across it. Eva tensed, her hips rose and she let out the longest high-pitched whine as she tried to hold back from letting go as the surge of her orgasm took her over.

She held my head to her pussy. That told me she wanted to go again so I licked her clitoris slowly but deeply, exploring all of her. Eva responded by opening her legs wider and tilting up her hips, but still holding my head that my tongue entered her vagina quite deeply. I could feel the inside of the entrance of her vagina on my tongue. It was so intense, I could feel my face wet from her juices.

Eva released my head. I held her to make sure I stayed in place. She came again, this time a longer, deeper, body relaxing orgasm. It was almost as if the second orgasm resolved the tension of her first.

I rose up on to my knees to rest for a moment. My tongue was a little sore from having pushed so deep into her. I breathed deeply, feeling myself, my erection still hard and strong.

I glanced across again. Ruthie was still there, watching, a hand near her breast, stroking it in the blue half-light of the night. Her eyes on my erection.

I could make out the shape of her breasts a little. Her areolae sat proud with the nipple sitting proud of that. For a moment, I allowed myself to understand the term "perky tits top" that she used when we talked some time ago. A perfect description.

We were looking at each other. Her eyes moving between mine and looking at my hard cock as I gently massaged it with my hand, making sure it was ready for Eva.

I felt incredibly aroused knowing I was displaying myself to Ruthie. Incredibly erotic.

Eva leaned up towards me.

"Make love to me, baby."

Her whispered words sent me into heaven.

Eva laid back and was ready for me. I moved to be on top of her, ready, taking just a moment to clear my head. I wanted to feel this so much. I moved down, my glans making contact with her labia, already parted. My penis, reacting to that first wetness, growing a little more. I knew this woman's body. I didn't need to be guided. I could feel when my tip was there.

One gentle continuous movement and I was inside her. All of me in her. Eva was all I could think about, making love to her, satisfying her, wanting her vagina to feel me by tensing on it. All of those things we'd found out about each other brought together in a quiet, intense, growing act of love and passion.