Innocence Ch 01 1

"Please note; while the characters and situation of this story are very real, the events described below are not. This story is purely for the enjoyment of the reader, and I do love Kaitlyn too much to ever force her into anything she were not uncomfortable. I still got my wish in the end, though, she is my perfect angel. Today we are still together and I have never been more happy in my entire life. With that in mind, I present to you, Innocence pt. I. Enjoy. "

-Jon

Innocence

(In"no*cence), n. [F. innocence, L. innocentia.]: The state or quality of being morally free from guilt or sin; purity of heart; blamelessness.

November 22; After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, and two trips at my expense traveling up to her, three states away, Kaitlyn had finally been free of her parents' paranoid control, and had moved in with me. Kaitlyn, only 18, had wavy red hair down to her shoulders, that when the light caught just right, almost appeared to be golden. Her blue eyes, the eyes of an angel, were pools of perfection, deeper shades of blue surrounded by lighter hues. But her appearance was nothing in comparison to what was inside. Kaitlyn was mature in many ways, having to deal with many problems in her past, yet, she was vulnerable, fragile. As we grew close I became her only escape, she would be strong through everything, and when she fell, I would always be there to pick her up. Coupled with her slim build and gentle demeanor, she was what made me whole.

As for me? I had just turned 19, and was almost the complete opposite of Kaitlyn. I was over a foot taller than her, medium build, and disheveled brown, almost black, hair that was cut short. I had dark hazel eyes that always had a gleam of one with a purpose, that would look into you, and when angry few could bear to hold my gaze. Nothing drove me more then a desperate need to protect her, and ensure her happiness. I always felt that I was made for her.

We had first met by accident while on vacation. Even though we had lived three states apart, we fell in love before the month was out; and we kept in touch. Soon after, I had picked up a job to save up to see her every few months. Our love only grew, even despite Kaitlyn's parents, desperately trying to keep their daughter sacred and untouched. Shortly after her birthday in September, we began arranging for her to stay with me, and by the end of October, she had moved here.

Throughout our relationship together, Kaitlyn and I found that we fit each other in almost every way. She, the vulnerable, loving, respectful, perfect little angel, and I, the blunt, cold, protective, lover. She was the only exception, the one girl I always did my best to protect, the one who could soften me whenever I was angry. But the one thing that I could not bring myself to accept about her, was her almost childlike innocence. Even when simply talking, she refused to get dirty. She felt uncomfortable with sex, and we kept pushing the time back, always being tommorrow, and I accepted it all for her sake. We pretended it was just a matter of time, but I knew that, deep down, she wanted to take our relationship to the next level, and she was just too clean to get there. I knew that, at least at first, she needed to have the wall broken down for her. I would make her find her dirty side, whether she wanted to see it or not.

On November 22nd, I called off from work and school, and awaited patiently, for Kaitlyn to return from school. I had to make sure we would have plenty of time together; we would need every moment of it. As I heard her car roll into the driveway, I opened the door, and to her surprise, greeted her with a quick kiss on the cheek. It wasn't enough to give away my intentions, but to start easing her into the mindset. Puzzled, she asked,"I thought you had work today, what are you doing home?"

Grinning, I hugged her close, knowing very well she could feel my quickly hardening member press against her thigh. I held her for just a little bit longer, and kissed her neck, then whispered, "We need to talk about some things Kaitlyn. Come on." Without waiting for a word of her protest, I took her by the hand, led her into the bedroom, set her down on the bed, and joined her. Still bewildered, Kaitlyn started to speak, "Jon what is this-"

I cut her off by grabbing her hand, and placing it directly on my cock, holding it in place at first while she tried to take her hand back. When I felt her stop struggling, she began to squeeze it a little, caressing it up and down slightly, unaware of her actions. I stopped pressing on her hand, but didn't let go of her wrist. Now frightened and confused, Kaitlyn managed to say, "Jon, please, what are you doing?"

Steeling myself, I looked into her eyes, trying to pour all of my love and need into her, and asked, "Kaitlyn, do you like how this feels?" Kaitlyn was stunned. "What?"

To emphasize my point, I pressed her fingers down and made her tightly grip my throbbing cock. Her eyes widened slightly, and she hastily replied, "No, I don't. Jon, please stop, you're scaring me."

Knowing that this was years of her parents lectures, years of suppressing her sexuality and sheltering her mind speaking, I refused to listen. Instead, I replied coldly, "Do you love me?" Before she could say anything else, I cut her off by asking again, "Do you love me?"

Kaitlyn, now on the verge of tears, trying to stifle sobs, whispered, "Yes, I love you with all my heart." I did my best to avoid her gaze, knowing that I had to do this to her for both of us, but not being able to bear what I was causing her. I stated, "Kaitlyn, if you love me, you will suck my dick, and either drink my cum, or take it all over your face."

She began to frantically shake her head, "No, please don't make me do that, I'm not ready, I, please Jon, not today." She looked into my eyes to find sympathy, but hearing the same excuse she had used so many times before, already removed any doubt of what I had to do.

"Get on your fucking knees Kaitlyn, or do you not love me, after everything I've done for you?" Silently nodding, Kaitlyn got off the bed, and kneeled in front of me, unable to fight back the tears that ran down her face, but never making more of a noise then a whimper. Proud of her and feeling my heart wrench, I gently brushed one of her bangs back, and softly asked, "Kaitlyn, don't you want me to be happy? Don't you want to be happy?" As confirmation, she slowly unzipped my pants, and pulled them, along with my boxers, off. She found that I was still hard as before from her subtle ministrations, and she gasped at the size of it. Again trying to plead to my sense of mercy, Kaitlyn looked up at me, but found nothing except impatience.

Resigning herself to her fate, Kaitlyn placed her lips around the head of my dick, and tasted the first cock of her life. At first, Kaitlyn played with her new toy very lightly, tenatively brushing her tongue against the tip of my cock. As she started to get used to giving head, she began to suck with more confidence, and gradually taking more and more of my cock. Feeling her tongue wrap around my cock as she slid it inch by inch down her throat, and knowing she was now learning to like blowjobs, I placed my hand on her neck, and started encouraging her. Gently pressing her on from the back of her neck, I softly whispered to her, "Shh...don't rush yourself, take your time...be a good girl, take as much as you can, nice and slow. I love you so much." Eventually she stopped going any deeper down her throat, and I knew that she had reached her limit. She stared up at me, and I saw that now I had her completely aroused and under my control, begging for my approval. I stroked her hair and said, "You are doing so well Kaitlyn, I'm so proud of you. Now make me cum. You can pick anywhere you want it." Managing what she could of a smile while keeping my dick in her mouth, I knew she was enjoying herself.

As she started sucking more and more dilligently, her lips clamped firmly around my cock, I could start to feel the pressure boiling up inside me. Without even realizing, my body started to fall into rhythym with the bobs of her head, pushing into her as she went to take more in. When I felt I was about to cum, a groan escaped me, and I saw a glimpse of hunger in her eyes, she wanted my cum, and I was more then happy to give it to her. I started to pull my dick out of her mouth, but she was now sucking so hard that struggling just brought me closer to an orgasm. I knew it was her choice, so I didn't try to stop her, yet I kept pulling back for the sheer pleasure of her locking her lips around me as tight as she could to prevent my cock from escaping her hungry mouth. Right as I was about to cum, Kaitlyn stopped sucking, and took her mouth off my cock just in time for my seed to spray all over her beautiful face. Licking her lips hungrily, she savored the taste, wanting more, she stared up at me begging, so I told her to lick it. She happily obliged and was rewarded with two more spurts of cum for her mouth alone, which she swallowed gratefully. I stroked her hair and gently lifted her up to hold her in my arms.

As she collapsed next to me on the bed, Kaitlyn said, "That was amazing...thank you so much Jon. I never realized it would be like that. I can't wait till we do this again." Sitting up, I arched an eyebrow and asked Kaitlyn, "What makes you think we are done for today?"

-End of Part One-