Candi leaned into the shower wall, and I slid up into her tightness. I loved feeling her puckered hole, the muscles contracting tightly around me as I moved against her. My hands roamed her wet body freely, and I fondled her hard nipples, biting on her shoulder and neck again. "Oh God Brett, that feels so sexy! Fuck me, fuck me!" she begged.
I liked it when she was hot like this, but this was just part of the reason that I loved her. Making love to her was perfect, but this, this was an extra joy we shared.
I pumped her harder, my pace quickening, she gasped as warm liquid ran from her body, "God Brett, make me come again." She panted. I felt myself swell, getting ready to explode inside her tight depths, she must have felt it too, because she stopped me.
"No, don't come that way. I want to feel you come in my pussy. Fill me deep with that hot come." She looked over her shoulder at me, and the seductive look on her face, along with the tone of her voice almost sent me over my edge.
I pulled out of her, and she turned, soaping me up, her hands working me gently, but enough where I had to tell her to stop or I would shoot off right then. She smiled, and moved so the cool water rinsed the suds away. As the water rinsed over me, she positioned herself against the wall in the corner of the tiled stall, and lifted her leg, attempting to wrap it around mine.
I moved to her, running my hand down her thigh, adjusting her to my height, and slowly penetrated the juicy warmth of her hot box. Where my cock had relaxed and shrunken from the cooler water, it was now at full attention, and throbbing again as I rocked against her. Candi braced herself against the wall, and me, standing on her toes, allowing me the deepest thrust I could give her. She moaned loudly, grinding her teeth as I shoved to the hilt of my cock.
One of my arms wrapped around her body, pulling her into me, while the other held up her leg at her thigh, allowing her to tighten it around my body, entwining into me. She rocked on me, begging me to go deeper, harder, her nipples rubbed my chest, turning me on even more.
"Fuck Brett, yes, make me come, make me come baby!" she looked at me, her eyes full of lust and love. She growled a deep throaty growl, "Oh god, I'm coming, fuck, you feel so good."
I felt this hot gush of liquid expel from her body, something that I had never experienced with a woman, and it took me by surprise. I slowed my pace and she panicked, "NO! Don't stop! Don't stop!" I picked it up again, feeling my rod become harder, one more of those from her and there was no holding back for me.
"Oh God Yesss" She hissed, letting loose another hot gusher.
"Candi, do you want me to come baby? Are you ready for me to come!" I panted, knowing I couldn't hold back any more.
"Yes, yes Brett, fill me, shoot that hot juice all inside of me! Come baby, come!"
I don't know if it was the look she gave me when she spoke, or the tightness of her walls that took me over, but I shot a load of cream that would rival a horse! She clung to me, her breath so quick I thought she was going to pass out, but she held tightly to me, kissing me softly, whispering that she loved me, and thanking me for loving her.
Her vaginal muscles tightened around me once more, and my shrinking dick slipped from her body. She quivered and smiled at me. We washed off, cleaning the tender places with care, and after we dried off, I carried her to our bed, lying her down, crawling in next to her, and sleeping soundly the rest of the night.
***
We drove out to the farmhouse after breakfast the next morning. The day was beautiful, the sun shown brighter than I could ever remember, but then again, it could have been because I was so in love. We had taken my car, and Candi sat close enough so that she could snuggle into my shoulder, and we held hands almost the whole trip. This was something that I had wanted to do so many years ago with her, and it felt so right, even more so now.
I looked over at her as she gave me directions to the house, and considered why we had been separated for so long. I knew why, Doug, or maybe just fate itself, I really didn't know why we had been apart for so long. She watched the trees go by, and relaxed against me. I continued to think about the past.
When I met Candi, she was studying Communications and Journalism and living in a sorority house on campus. I was taking Law, living in my own apartment away from the college. It didn't take long for us to hit it off, and we even dated a few times through the first quarter of our second year.
Doug and I were close friends; we had been since high school, so we shared almost everything, except his women, because I never liked any of them; and I didn't have any time to find any I was fond of, until I met Candi. Doug was dating a girl, Angelia, I think that was her name; she was after everything in jeans that had money. He picked her up at a bar one night and hung on to her for almost a year. In the mean time, I was seeing Candi on and off.
I never even realized that Doug was interested in Candi until I called her at Christmas break and asked her to go out with me on New Year's Eve. When she told me that Doug had already asked her, I was pissed! Of course, I told her that was fine, I would find another date, but if she changed her mind, I would love to see her.
She hesitated, but told me thank you and she would see me after classes started again. When we started back, she avoided me, and I never knew why. Doug and I stayed friends, even though I sank deeper into my studies, with the occasional outing, but we were never as close as we were.
I had gone to St. Petersburg Florida for spring break, wanting a complete break from everything. I was at the beach when I saw Candi, my heart did flip flops, and I asked her who she was with, it was then I found out that she and Doug were officially dating. Nevertheless, she warmed up to me again, and we spent a lot of time together. That was the same week I met Bev, she was a college student from USF, studying economics.
During that week of spring break, the four of us partied together, and we got to know each other, we became close, and Doug and Bev were getting along great. Since they were spending so much time together I took a chance to slip off with Candi a few times and spend as much time showing her how much she meant to me.
It wasn't until the end of that year that Candi told me she had deep feelings for me, after that, I thought for sure I had a chance with her. But because Bev and I were seeing each other, even long distance, and Candi was dating Doug, we put our true feelings away, and stayed friends.
In our senior year, Candi was accepted for an internship with a national news corporation. I was proud for her, and let her know how I still felt about her, even though I was still seeing Bev. Candi told me she still loved me, but she had her career to think of, and I accepted that with the promise that we would remain friends. I could live with that, because I knew that it would allow me to stay close to her.
It wasn't until the night that Doug called and canceled their date to the acceptance dinner, because he had an emergency that things really changed between us. She called me crying, and I came to her rescue. At the dinner we attended, everyone assumed that I was her companion, stating more than once that we made the perfect couple, and it made my heart soar.
I had the privilege of meeting the television manager, owner, and a few well-known newscasters, and even managed to find myself a position within the stations legal team. After a wonderfully productive and fun evening, she and I spent the rest of the night together talking about our future.
She never really mentioned Doug, except to tell me that she was considering breaking it off with him as soon as she could. That night brought us closer together, and when she held my hand, I knew that there was something special between us. She kissed me deeply when I walked her at the door of her apartment the next morning, and was hugging me when the door flew open. Doug stood there, staring her down.
"Just what the hell are you two doing!" he spat. I could smell the alcohol on his breath when he yelled at her, "Where the fuck have you been you lil' bitch!"
"Where you wouldn't take me! Brett took me to the dinner, and we had a good time." She smiled up at me, but it was soon taken away by Doug's words.
"You don't go anywhere without me, do you understand me!" He grabbed her arm and pulled her inside, slamming the door in my face. I should have known then something wasn't right, but it didn't dawn on me because I had seen them act rough together, and I thought that was how they played around. Little did I know that he was already abusing her.
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