The Lawsons Pt 03

This is a continuation of The Lawsons Pt. 2.

Recap - Roger and Emma express their newfound love for each other, discussing the oddity of it happening after only a few days of being together as they sit down and get to know more about each other. In doing so, they found that their love was true and not fleeting. Having lost her virginity now, Emma's sexuality goes into overdrive, and she begins to consider things she'd never imagined she would be interested in. One thing is certain, though: Roger will be the only man for her for the rest of her life.

The characters in this story are all 18 years of age or older. This is a work of fiction.

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The next week went by quickly for Roger and Emma. He returned to work with meetings and staff evaluations to complete, but he had a hard time focusing on his duties. His mind wandered each day with only thoughts of her. Emma went back to campus for her classes and had the same problem. They only felt whole again when they were together.

Throughout the week Roger kept asking if Emma wanted to do something together during his two weeks of leave. At first, she was unsure because of her classes, but on Friday she let herself into his house with the key he had entrusted to her and waited for Roger to arrive. She had grown more comfortable being in his house while he wasn't home, all at his insistence, so she decided to have a good meal waiting for him. Unfortunately, there was little time to make something spectacular, so she ordered out.

The table was set and she was filling the wine glasses when she heard the door open. "Lucy, I'm home!" she heard Roger say in a poor Ricky Ricardo impersonation.

"Dinner is on the table," she called back.

He smiled, enjoying the semblance of domestic life that they had shared off and on during the week. "It smells great. Did you make it?" He looked at the table. "Is that--"

"Seared scallops with brown butter and lemon sauce, roasted broccoli with bleu cheese, yeast rolls, and of course, a nice salad."

"This must have taken you ages to make," he said as he leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. "You amaze me."

"I didn't make it," she said. "I didn't have time, but I wanted something special for you when you got home, so I ordered out."

"Well, then you made an amazing choice." He went to the sink and washed up. "Do you need help with anything before we eat?"

"Nope. It's ready when you are."

Sitting, they dug into the meal in front of them, both enjoying it immensely. "Wow," she said. "I agree. This was an amazing choice."

He smiled. "So, did you want something special just because? Or did something special happen?"

"Your vacation starts today," she said. "I know that we hadn't really decided on anything, and you were leaving it up to me. So, today, I decided."

"Oh? What's the plan, then?"

"Pack your luggage," she said as she popped a scallop into her mouth. "I'm taking you home."

It took a moment for him to realize what she meant. He didn't need luggage to visit her townhome. "Montana," he said.

"I hope that's okay?"

"I'm assuming you'll be with me the whole time," he replied, "so there's no place I'd rather be. And it means something, you know? It's another step forward in our relationship, getting to see where you grew up, what you did for fun."

"I just wish Mom and Dad were still there so you could meet them."

"I would have liked that," Roger replied earnestly. "They may not have been too thrilled about me, though."

"Because of the age difference?" she asked. "Dad, yeah, maybe, but Mom? I think she would have been happy that I found my person. If you were fifty?" She chuckled. "Oh yeah, Mom would have freaked."

"When do we leave?"

"I thought you'd want to sleep before a flight, but we could leave tonight if you want." She folded a leg under her as she sat.

"How does that work? Were they flexible flight tickets or something?"

She almost looked guilty when she answered him. "Private jet."

He dropped his fork and quickly picked it back up again. "I, uh, guess I need to get used to the whole 'dating a girl with money' thing." He looked up at her. "I'm sorry. I don't really know how to process that sort of thing. It's just very foreign to me."

"It's all I've known," she said with a shrug, "but despite all of the things I had growing up, Mom did her best to make sure that I didn't turn out to be some sort of self-centered, diva narcissist."

He raised a glass. "Then here's to your mother for doing an amazing job."

"So, leave tonight or in the morning?"

"Tomorrow," he said as he finished his food. "Because tonight, there's a gorgeous woman that I have strong, lustful desires for."

"Oh yeah?" she asked, the beginnings of a smile starting to appear.

"Oh yeah," he replied. "She has a body that would put Aphrodite to shame, is smarter than Da Vinci and Aristotle combined, and has me wrapped around her tiny, sensual fingers."

"Da Vinci

and

Aristotle?" she said with a laugh. "You're laying it on a little thick, aren't you?"

"Honesty, always," he replied as he stood to take her hand, pulling her up to him. He began kissing her, then moved to her neck and shoulder, the pink tank top she had on giving him the access he needed. With a hand on her bottom, he squeezed and looked at her with a smile. "You still have it in, eh?" he asked. When she gave him a naughty smile he asked, "Is it time?"

She bit her bottom lip and nodded again, putting her lips close to his ears. "I want you," she said as she slid a hand down to his crotch, "to fuck my tiny, little asshole and make my legs shake."

With her hands on him, she felt an immediate change in the size of his cock. She knew he was ready and willing.

He loved it when she talked dirty to him. She very rarely said anything like it in other situations, so it really got his motor running when she did it. And he could feel its effect in his pants.

She began removing her clothing as she walked down the hallway to his bedroom. She removed her shirt and tossed it on the floor in the kitchen, then slid her shorts off at the entrance to the hall. Next her bra came off and was tossed into the den as she passed, and then paused at the door to the bedroom, leaned down at the waist and slowly removed her bikini briefs, giving Roger a good view of the shiny plug in her bottom and her incredibly sexy lips.

Emma turned around briefly to curl her finger, beckoning Roger to her. She licked her lips seeing that he had taken off his shirt. She loved his body. He didn't have a gut, likely from his years of military training and because he still worked out regularly. He had the hard, muscular type of body that came not from spending every day in the gym but from working hard hauling things and doing physical labor. As she ducked into the room, she saw that he was unbuttoning his pants. She popped her head back out so she could see what he was bringing to the party.

As he approached the door, she ran to jump on the bed and crawled to the middle on her hands and knees, shaking her ass at him as he walked in.

"I have died and gone to heaven," he said as his hand instinctively went to his cock and started stroking. Over the past week he saw that she liked it when he played with himself, and he liked it that she smiled as she watched him. They had even sat across from each other one night masturbating, just to watch each other. She had laughed happily when his first eruption had sprayed across the distance and landed on her stomach.

"Your angel awaits, then," she said as she reached back between her legs and spread her lips for him.

Now on the bed and kneeling behind her, he guided his head between her beautifully spread lips and began sliding into her. She moaned as he sank to the hilt and began sliding in and out of her slowly. "Pull it out, Roger. I want you to see what's waiting for you."

He kept thrusting and slowly pulled the plug out of her. She had let him insert this one after she thought she was ready for it. Being the largest one, it was a bit tougher to get in the first time, but easier after having had the medium sized plug in. He couldn't take his eyes off her as the plug came out.

"You want it, don't you?" she asked. "You want to fuck me in the ass," she said, almost demanding it. "But...you know, carefully."

As he pulled out of her, she handed him a bottle of lube. He rubbed some on the sexy little hole waiting for him and on the head of his cock. This was the first time they would be having anal sex, hell it was his first time doing it as well. And other than a few plugs and his fingers, Emma hadn't had anything in there either. He was both excited and nervous.

"Are you sure this is the position you want to do it in?" he asked as he circled his head around the little pucker. "Will you be able to relax enough this way?"

She nodded.

He grabbed his cock, making sure it remained straight to be able to gently force its way past her sphincter muscle. He slid the head in very slowly and stopped as he felt it pop just on the other side of her muscle.

"O--okay. Okay," Emma said, breathing rapidly. "Slow."

He remained motionless to let her get acclimated. "Let me know when to continue."

Her breath shuddered a bit and she slid a hand to her clit to begin rubbing, hoping it would help get her mind off the pressure. "Okay," she said, "keep going."

He slid in a quarter of an inch further and he heard her whimper, but not the sexy whimper he had come to enjoy.

"I think we should stop," he said. "Sex is not supposed to hurt."

"No!" she said, turning around to look at him, her eyes hot with determination. "I'm not going to give up when we're this close."

He pulled out and squirted more lube down his full length, and then another large glob of it on her ass. The head of his cock was back on her hole, and he slid it in again, this time a bit easier. "Still okay?" he asked.

She nodded, so he continued. Instead of going in and stopping, he just kept sliding further, a centimeter or two at a time. A few moments later he had three inches in her. "I'm going to start sliding in and out now," he warned, just in case she had any last-minute objections. He heard nothing so he pulled out slowly, then back in. As he continued, he began moving a bit quicker and soon had a full five inches in.

"Baby girl," he called, having not heard much from her. "Still okay?"

"Keep going," she said, her face muffled from being shoved into a pillow. "Go faster."

He had kept moving and the lube was doing the work it was intended for, allowing him to slide in and out quickly. He wasn't going to begin ramming in and out like a piston, but he was almost all the way in. Finally, he heard her panting and moaning like she did with normal sex. He took it to mean that she was enjoying it.

"Oh my god," she said, "yes! God, baby, keep going! It feels good, Roger! Yes!"

That was his cue. He began sliding in and out, all his eight inches disappearing and reappearing. Just watching his cock in her asshole was bringing him closer to orgasm, not to mention just how incredibly tight it was.

"It's so tight," he said, grunting. "I don't think I can last long. Fuuuck," he groaned as he kept pumping.

Just then, her legs began wobbling and she screamed into the pillow and began grunting each time he slammed into her. "Oh my god, Roger! Oh my god! Oh my god! I'm cumming again!"

Right after the first one ended, another one triggered. She wailed into the pillow again and her skin turned flush as her asshole clenched around his cock.

"I can't--I can't hold it," he said.

"Fill me up, Roger!" she panted. "Yes, baby!"

He kept fighting it, but four pumps later his cock was buried all the way in, and he unleashed his load deep into her. She could feel him throbbing as the jets of cum filled her guts. "Ahh, ahh...!" she gasped over and over.

As her orgasm began to subside, he slid out of her. She didn't move, her hips still up in the air. He kept his eyes on her bottom and grinned as his deposit began leaking out of her. He looked up and saw her looking back at him.

"It looks like you enjoyed that," she said. "I tried pushing your cum out. Did it work?"

He nodded and smiled. "It worked," he said as he began rubbing her hole with his thumb. "The real question is--" He stopped. "Emmabelle!?" he said, as he noticed that her makeup had run from crying. "I made you cry? Did I hurt you? Why didn't you say something? I would have stopped!"

She turned onto her back and held her arms out to him. "Yes, it hurt at first. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I didn't tell you precisely because you would have stopped. I wanted this so bad. And after we got going, it felt..." she paused before adding, "...so fucking good." She saw the look of concern on his face. "I'm not kidding, Roger. It was so good. I can't wait to do it again. I'll just keep training with the plugs. Maybe I can check with Mia to see if they have any bigger ones."

He slid his hands up and down her legs, then between her legs. Just as he assumed, she was soaked both from her own lubricating fluids. He began rubbing her clit gently. "I don't know how big they get," he said, "but you'd probably need to find something as big as I am."

She began panting softly as he kept rubbing on her. She moaned quietly and began rubbing her breasts and stroking his cock. "There was a dildo about the same size as you," she said, "but I didn't know how you felt about toys in the bedroom."

"I don't guess I mind having toys," he said. "It might make things a little more exciting." He slid two fingers into her, and she spread her legs apart giving him easier access. "I'm amazed that you just walked into a sex shop and bought anal plugs," he said as he kissed the breast she squeezed and held out to him. "That Mia girl must have been a sweet talker, or just amazing at what she does."

"She looked amazing," Emma whispered.

Roger hadn't expected that response, but now he was curious. She was already running full tilt with her sexual experiences, and now he wanted to know what her desires were. "She did, huh? Tell me how she looked, baby girl."

Her eyes were closed as he fingered her and sucked on her breasts. "She looked--," she paused to gasp, "she looked delicious. She was so sexy," she added. "She pulled down her pants and showed me her own plug, and I saw..." She was beginning to breathe heavily now. "I saw her pussy. I wondered what it would be like if I touched it. I wanted to taste her," she said.

She could feel Roger's erection growing again. She realized that her description of what had happened with Mia was exciting him. Letting go of her own breast, she slid a hand under the pillow and pulled out the probe. She had stashed it there earlier thinking that she may get to use it tonight. "She sold me this to use, too. In my ass, while we're having sex," she added. "I want to use it now."

Turning onto her side and lifting a leg up in the air, giving Roger a good view of her, he got to his knees and waited for her to slide the probe into her ass. It wasn't as big as him, but it was a bit bigger than the plug she'd had in. And with the rest of his cum mixed in with the last of the lube, it slid into her easily. She hooked a finger into the loop on the end and began sliding it in and out.

Now that she was enjoying her toy, he slid the tip of his cock into her and stopped. He could feel the toy sliding in and out when he entered her.

"So, you want to have sex with a woman?" he asked. He was enjoying this side of her, but he was worried that maybe she felt that he wasn't enough.

She stopped moving the toy and looked up at him. "Are you mad at me?"

"Answer the question," he said. "And be honest."

She waited a moment, unsure of how to answer. She was terrified that he would leave her, but they had promised to be honest with each other. "I--" she gulped, then spoke again. "I wanted to lick on her so bad," she said quietly, "but I swear that nothing happened! I wouldn't cheat on you, Roger. I swear!"

"Tell me exactly what you would want to do to her," he said, ignoring her affirmation. When she didn't answer right away, he slammed his cock into her, causing her to gasp loudly. "Answer the question, and keep fucking your ass," he demanded. She began sliding the probe in and out again, so he began sliding in and out as well.

"She was so cute," she began, now realizing that Roger seemed to be okay with what she was telling him. "Her mouth looked so inviting, and her lips so soft. I wanted to kiss her and let our tongues play together."

She paused and he knew she was just playing it safe. He slammed into her again and began rubbing her clit which caused her to moan lightly as he continued. "Keep going," he said.

"Her...tits," she said, the word still one that made her slightly uncomfortable, "were smaller than mine. I wanted her to take her shirt off so that I could suck on her nipples while I slid a finger into her."

"What else," he prompted.

"I--" she paused again, very much unsure about what she wanted to say.

"You can tell me," he said, this time without cramming his cock into her again. He wanted her to tell him because she wanted to, not because he was making her.

"I wanted her to straddle my face so that I could lick her pussy while you made love to me," she said, and then added the hard part. "Then I wanted to watch you fuck her while she licked on me."

He kept pumping into her, noticing her breathing was getting heavier. She was going to orgasm soon. "Is that what you want?" he asked. "You want to watch me slide my cock in and out of your friend's little pussy?"

She began grunting and he could feel her vaginal walls tightening up. "Yes! Yes!" she said as the orgasm flooded through her and Roger unleashed his load into her. "Yes. Oh...god yes," she whimpered. "I want to see her stretched out around your huge cock and watch as you slide in and out of her." She was still working the probe in and out of her ass while rubbing her own clit now, obviously not finished. "I love you so much, Roger," she said. "And I want to see your cum oozing out of her stretched pussy when you're finished with her." She moaned and gasped, then opened her eyes and looked at him. "And I want you to lick my pussy--

your

pussy," she corrected, "the one that just stretched around your amazing cock. The one with your cum oozing out of it. I want it so bad, Roger. I think it would be so sexy, baby. Please, lick on me."

He was smiling at what she had just confessed to, but it was something he would have to follow up with her on later. For now, the love of his life wanted him to go down on her. He wanted to give pause because he had just unloaded inside of her, but he had already made her a promise. Anything that she wanted, within reason, and he'd already tasted his own cum from her lips when she kissed him in the shower.

Lowering himself down he could smell his essence in her. He watched a moment as she kept sliding the probe into her ass, then began kissing and licking around her labia before diving in. He had already cum in her during anal, so his second load wasn't as heavy, but he could definitely taste it. He didn't care, though. Emma wanted it and he was going to deliver.

Spreading her lips apart to give him direct access to her well-used hole, he began licking her inner labia and then began tongue-fucking her. She began squealing and gasping as he continued.

"I love you, Roger," she whispered. "I love you so much. Oh my god, lick my pussy, baby," she said.

"Tell me more," he said.

"I want to watch her lips as she tries to slide your cock down her throat, how they'll hug your cock as you slide in and out of her mouth," she said, feeling an orgasm begin to build up. "Oh yes..." she gasped. "And I want you to cum in her mouth, baby. I want you to cum so much in her mouth that she gags, and I want to kiss her and suck your cum out so that I get to swallow it." She moaned loudly. "And if...fuuck," she said. "And if she's a good little girl, I'll let you fuck her tiny little asshole, like you did mi--Aaaah!"