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Rachel
It took them some time to get dressed. Rachel's blouse wasn't functional as Eric had popped most of the buttons when he ripped it off her. They both giggled like teen lovers, trying to piece it together. Her bra wasn't usable either so Rachel's solution was to discard them both, borrow Eric's shirt and wear her sweater over it. Her panties were shredded, and they giggled again when they both admitted they didn't know how or when Eric had removed them.
They risked a kiss in the parking lot and went their separate ways. As the endorphins drained away, Rachel started to be a little fearful. She still felt incredible feelings for Eric and smiled to herself when she remembered she told him she loved him and would do anything for him. She knew she meant it at the time, but also had to acknowledge it was bit of a "heat of the moment" thing. Now she was trying to look at it with some detachment. She had the experience of falling in love with Thomas and that had been when she was in her teens. It had been in high school and secrets and passed notes and proms! It had been first kisses and first, well, everything! Even in college, they had to endure jealousy and break ups and getting back together, then eventually an engagement and wedding! This was something else altogether. She had never imagined she would cheat on Thomas although lately there had been signs that notion wasn't necessarily mutual. No, this thing with Eric was something else. This was lust, at least today had been. She had never felt raw sexual desire like this before.
Rachel had to admit even that had changed recently as she found this young man more and more sexually appealing in ways she had never had with a student, or anyone for that matter. Sure, she had always liked Eric and would be lying to herself if she didn't acknowledge she had noticed and admired the recent changes he had gone through. It seemed recently when Eric walked into the library, she could sense it without even seeing him and her physical responses had changed too. Now, as she re-played what happened, she started to wonder what those sensations were, how had she gotten so aroused? How had she thrown all her morals away and given in to her desires?
When she thought of Thomas, she realized she no longer felt the same about her husband. She couldn't help herself as she compared Eric to Thomas and realized Thomas came up short in comparison, even at Eric's young age. Eric was honest and sincere whereas Thomas had become deceitful and lazy. Thomas had been everything to her once, when he had been a little wide-eyed and ambitious in an innocent way. She realized their marriage was not what she imagined it would grow into or even, she had to admit, what she had imagined not even that many years ago. Maybe there was no future with Eric, but she just learned what kind of man she wanted, and she realized Thomas was not going to be that man. This was an epiphany to Rachel, and she felt a surge of affection for Eric all over again. She also felt freer, which made her feel guilt dissipating like a breeze.
The enormity of the risk she was taking also hit her hard on her drive home. She had just had sex with a student and even though there was no law against teachers and of-age adults in her state, she wasn't positive she couldn't be arrested. If discovered, she would certainly be fired and humiliated, and some would call her a predator. She knew that wasn't what happened, but she was not so naïve to think many would look at it any other way.
Of all the things that flew through her mind on that brief drive home, as she pulled into the driveway, she realized none of it mattered. The epiphany was she knew she really did have feelings for Eric, even though she wasn't completely clear on what those feelings were. Love? Lust? Desire? She even had to acknowledge she may just be in love with Eric's big cock! She giggled to herself at that notion; he really knew how to use it too!
As she fought to keep herself from smiling, a couple of other thoughts toppled in on her-she knew she would forsake her vows with Thomas to be with Eric again. She even suspected, if Eric suddenly appeared and wanted her to kneel in front of him and suck his cock or fuck her doggystyle on the front yard in front of the neighbors, she knew she would comply, willingly, eagerly to feel him inside of herself, taking her like the slut she now knew she was for him. She was aware there was no request from Eric she would refuse; no risk she wouldn't take to have him inside her again. The realization gave her great joy; more joy than she had felt in a long while. Her arousal spiked all over again. She felt like she had found a part of herself she didn't know existed, but she also knew as dangerous as this was, she liked this part of herself, she realized for Eric, she would gladly be this new, sexual being!
She ran into the house, threw herself on the bed and pleasured herself reliving the whole experience. When she was finished, she showered and began to figure out how this was going to work.
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Eric
As Eric drove home, at first, he was trying to convince himself it had all happened! He was reassuring himself he had fucked Mrs. Williams... Rachel... that they had shared the most amazing thing in his life! Whatever had been happening with him physically, and for the first time he confronted that it was something different than just a sudden growth spurt, Eric seemed to have a clarity this was meant to be and Rachel was meant to be his lover.
Lover.
They were lovers now and he knew they would be again.
When he first met her in his freshman year, he was like every other one of his friends, in awe of her beauty and her kindness. Mrs. Williams was the teacher they all fantasized about, but his attitude towards her was immature, it was a teenage crush, she was unreachable. As Eric got to know her, their friendship grew past teacher-student, Eric felt more like she had become his mentor, someone he could rely on. Eric even felt some of the same things he felt for his sister, like they would always be a part of each other's lives. He felt like she was protective of him, cared for him and he would defend her if he needed to. Being raised in a household of women, he respected her and could admire her for her caring and even her professionalism. She was a very good librarian and in the short time she had been there, she had been recognized for such. Eric realized she had become someone important to him, even disregarding what happened today.
Of course, Eric had observed she was sexy, and her body was "banging" as his friends said, but knowing her from working in the library he felt he was special to her because he knew her as more than just the hot librarian. Of course, he had stared at her amazing ass when she bent down to get something or admired her legs the few times he had seen her in shorts around town or at an event, or the few times some of her cleavage was revealed. But Rachel Williams had become his friend. Before today he assumed he would always know her, she would always be in his life someway. It was naive for sure, but that is what he had always felt.
Now it was different in the biggest way imaginable, "Oh my God, I just had sex!"
The revelation struck him like a hammer. They had made love! No, that wasn't quite right, they had also fucked! THEY had fucked. He had just fucked the school Librarian! He had just fucked Rachel Williams, the hottest woman he had ever known! The faculty member every boy in school fantasized about!
He replayed the afternoon in his head, all of it. He came to another revelation about Rachel (He now found it easier to think of her as Rachel). He did have feelings for her that were different now. He felt responsible for her somehow, almost possessive of her, but those words still weren't the perfect descriptors for his feelings. He found himself wishing there had been time to take it slower, to show her how he felt about her, but he felt they had been consumed by an urge that was a little out of both their control. He considered that must be the difference between fucking and making love. He smiled to himself as he re-lived it and felt a stirring in him again and excitement about seeing her again. They had said they loved each other, but was that true? Did he even know what love was? Would they marry? Oh my God, what would she tell her husband?
Did this make him a man now? His friends who had lost their virginity had either bragged or made jokes about it. He never understood why they would talk about it to their friends, some in very descriptive terms. These were girls he knew, and he always felt uneasy about their revelations. He found himself judging his friends more than the girls they were describing, especially if they described the girls as pieces of meat or something they conquered. His chain of thought led him to determine they weren't really men, because they couldn't handle the responsibility of being with a woman.
His grandfather had always stressed to him that one day he would become a man, and he would have new responsibilities and have to provide for others. His grandfather said he must be a gentleman to all woman, especially his mother and sister. His grandfather explained being a gentleman is more than holding doors, it was respecting women. One day his grandfather also explained there are lovers and there are fuckers. In the bedroom, there was a time and a place for both, and a real man learned how to figure out when a woman wanted one or the other. Eric couldn't quite figure out what his grandfather was saying then, wasn't sex just sex? Now, though, after the torrid events of today, he was beginning to understand what the old man was talking about.
He loved his grandfather, so he always humored him but deep down he felt the term "gentleman" seemed outdated and the idea seemed really old fashioned. His Grandfather's notions always seemed like pep talk and he was never sure what his grandfather told him would be relevant, even though he always respectfully listened. But as he thought about it now, he knew what his grandfather was talking about, and he felt like his grandfather had also been trying to tell him something significant. Eric and Rachel had fucked for sure, but Eric felt he should protect Rachel and to also be worthy of her. He made a mental note thinking he would have to go see him and ask some more questions, without revealing specifically who he was talking about. His grandfather would respect that as well.
The last thing he thought about as he drew close to home was these strange episodes he was having and why did this one culminate so intensely? Why had this one made him feel like he had been careening out of control until Rachel walked into the Headquarters? He had been nearly out of his mind and still did not have any better idea of why it started and why it seemed to be getting more intense. He also had no better idea why he felt better now than he had in months, though he had some idea that it was a result of the sex. What was happening to him? Was he some kind of freak? What was causing it?
As Eric pulled into his driveway, he knew he had a lot of questions, and he needed answers.
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Jennifer
When she came out of the restroom earlier in the afternoon, she went into the stacks to put some books back on shelves. She hadn't seen Mrs. Williams when she snuck through the back door and was looking forward to working with her and maybe Eric when he came in soon.
Jennifer was coming out of the stacks and was about to announce herself to Mrs. Williams when she saw Mrs. Williams heading up the stairs. She was about to call out, but something made her stop. Mrs. Williams had a look on her face Jennifer couldn't describe. Jennifer's first thought was that something bad had happened. Mrs. Williams seemed... upset? Concerned? She didn't know what she was seeing on her face. Her eyes were wide, and she seemed to be breathing heavily. She seemed to be in a hurry up the stairs, but kept breaking stride and pausing as if she was in pain? Jennifer couldn't quite describe it.
Mrs. Williams was her favorite faculty member, and she felt like she wanted to be the type of woman Mrs. Williams was when she grew up. Strong, smart, able to move through life gracefully. As drop dead gorgeous as she was, Mrs. Williams was always so nice to the students but could stand her ground when some obnoxious student was either causing trouble or trying to awkwardly perve on her. Jennifer felt she wanted to have that confidence, but it always seemed to elude her.
She wasn't just one of her favorite faculty members, she was probably one of her favorite people. Mrs. Williams had always been kind to Jennifer and let her take refuge in the library, guiding her to books that she would like and more importantly, be influenced by and learn new things. Mrs. Williams was all the things Jennifer wanted to be-smart, savvy, stylish, and influential, not to mention so amazingly beautiful. Mrs. Williams always had grace and style while being friendly and caring.
Her own divorced parents were mostly absent and inattentive to Jennifer. Her father had moved to a different suburb and since the divorce he had been an unenthusiastic parent, to say the least. Her mother had thrown herself into her real estate business with the excuse she was a single, working mother who had to provide, but that wasn't really true, both her parents made plenty of money. It took some time for Jennifer to realize the narrative about being a single, working mother probably played well with clients. She knew it was a good way for her mother to let single male clients know she was available. Jennifer could not wait to graduate and leave her own house and get on with a life she was certain would be better than the one she grew up with since the divorce. Her parents weren't abusive; Jennifer had figured out they just weren't the type of people that should have had kids. They just weren't capable of being like Eric's Mom, Carol, who was a great mother to Eric and his sister Brie. Carol and Brie were other women Jennifer admired, which wasn't that hard to figure out, she spent as much time with them as she did at her own home, even when Eric wasn't there. Over the years, she felt in many ways like Carol and Brie were more like her a mother and sister to her, which she realized made Eric more like her brother, but she dismissed that thought as too much to think about.
The only other person in the world she regarded more than Rachel Williams was Eric. They were next door neighbors, so they had known each other since they were little. Eric called her Jay, because when they were little, he didn't know how to say Jennifer. He was the only one to call her by that nickname and she relished he had a pet name for her. Eric was also the only one she allowed to call her that. They had gone to school together through their whole lives and played when they were little and had sleep overs and Eric had been her protector when she was smaller than the other kids. They were the best of friends, and he could always talk to her and she to him, about anything! There was one thing Jennifer didn't share with Eric. Jennifer was in love with Eric.
Eric was always kind to her, to everyone really, even though before he grew bigger and stronger, other kids weren't always kind to Eric, and they certainly weren't kind to Jennifer. They didn't like that she was smart, and sometimes quiet, and a redhead so she was different. When she got braces and before her boobs came in, she was sure other kids hated her. Jennifer later realized that had a lot to do with their jealousy about her intelligence and her own hormones rolling around in her through puberty and her parents' divorce, which happened at roughly the same time. It was Eric who first told her she was already beautiful to him because she was his best friend. He told her that in front of his mom and sister while they were playing Monopoly and she made an off-hand joke about having to be smart because she wasn't beautiful. She knew Carole and Brie noticed the effect Eric's words had on her, but she was too overwhelmed to care. Her loyalty to her quasi-adopted family was sealed that evening when both women agreed with Eric. Tears flowed from her eyes as she tried to decide whether that could possibly be true. Emotions were overflowing for Jennifer but Eric, his mom and sister just group-hugged her and held her and wiped her eyes and told her it was true. They made her believe for the first time in a while that she was going to be alright.
Later, he was the first to say she was going to be physically beautiful too and those guys were going to regret treating her badly. It turned out to be true too as she suddenly blossomed into the beautiful woman she was. Those boys who made fun of her learned not to approach her unless they wanted an earful of their past words to her. Eric laughingly told her one day that Jay was a person who could forget but not forget. She hated him for being right and didn't speak to him for two days!
Eric was the first boy who gave her the flutters when she was figuring out boys might be something she should consider and by junior high, she was convinced Eric and her would grow up and marry, that they would always be together!
The problem was Jennifer couldn't find the words to tell him how she felt despite the fact they shared almost everything else with each other. Eventually, Jennifer grew to believe she had so much love for Eric, and because he certainly cared about her, Eric would magically see they were destined to be together. By sophomore year, though, she was so smitten with him, she thought for sure she would be found out, as if it was a sign above her head flashing "Jennifer loves Eric! Jennifer loves Eric!"
That fear of being found out led to her to be more afraid to reveal her secret and before she even knew the term, Jennifer was in the Friend Zone, or at least the Best Friend Zone. She had to carry this secret with her even though nothing else changed about them. They were still best friends, they talked about everything else, they had no secrets otherwise. She had been the first to notice Eric was growing taller and filling out physically. Her desire and admiration for Eric only got more intense as he grew into this man.
Jennifer's admiration for Eric was before he grew so tall and strong seemingly overnight, so she felt it was much purer than the skanks that seemed to want to be around Eric now that he was tall and muscular. She felt like she had found this treasure first and so it should be hers, not theirs!
It broke her heart when Eric went out on the few dates he went on, she would cry and be depressed, but she never said anything to Eric. Instead, she was supportive and tried to date a few times as well. It was no use because none of those dates could match up with Eric and how he treated her. She knew she wasn't beautiful like Mrs. Williams, who was tall, fit and had breasts that were amazing, not to mention a perfect face and smile. But Jennifer was fit from soccer and gymnastics and her breasts weren't large, but they were perky and sensitive. She knew her ass and legs were every bit as sexy as any other girls, and her red hair was thick and naturally curly. Her face was lovely, with dazzling blue eyes and ruby lips, and she got enough attention from other boys to begin to have confidence in her looks.
She always found Eric handsome, and his eyes were the most beautiful thing she felt she had ever seen, but as he grew and filled out, she not only found herself in love with him, but lusting heavily for him as well. She wanted Eric to be her first and only, but she masturbated to Eric more than she cared to admit. Lately, it seemed whenever she was around him, Eric made her wet and her eyes seemed to lose focus a bit. When she touched him, even innocently, it seemed like a shock went through her like static electricity. Jennifer even had thoughts that she was losing it; she got so horny around Eric. Lately, she felt herself get wet when she was in the same room with him!
While Jennifer was growing more confident in her looks, she still had some leftover insecurities about them, but the truth was she was every bit as beautiful as any other girl. She hadn't figured out how to let Eric know her true feelings from the first day she realized she liked him and as her admiration grew, it just seemed harder and harder to tell him. Oh, she wished she could be like Mrs. Williams, so positive and self-assured, she just knew if Eric could see her, truly see her, he would love her and whisk her away happily ever after.
In the library, she started after Mrs. Williams when she was suddenly overwhelmed by a sensation she couldn't describe. It almost dropped her to her knees. It was like those other sensations when she was around Eric but way more intense. It took her a few minutes to get her bearings, and as she continued her way to the headquarters, she thought she heard moans, and her brain still tried to convince her maybe someone was hurt but she knew somewhere inside that wasn't it.
By the time she got to the door, she could hear frantic movement and some moans. She kept feeling wave after wave of arousal crash over her, almost like she was fighting an unseen tide to move forward. She was afraid to be discovered now, "Why am I always so afraid?" she thought!
Jennifer was biting her lip, fighting the wetness she felt in her panties and her nipples felt like they were going to tear open her shirt they were so hard. She peered into the door that was cracked just a little and she was both horrified and aroused out of her mind at what she saw!
Mrs. Williams and Eric were tearing their clothes off each other as if they were on fire. She squeezed her eyes shut for a second to fight the arousal, all while she continued to listened and when she opened her eyes they were kissing and caressing each other. Her heart was breaking but her arousal was so intense she was certain she would go insane. She closed her eyes again and bit her lip to keep from making noise and when she opened them next, it was the moment Eric lowered his jeans and underwear!
"Oh my God!" Jennifer thought, "His cock is remarkable! It's huge!"
Jennifer had imagined revealing Eric's cock a hundred times in dozens of fantasies, but her imagination had never been like this. In the weeks to come, this vision would be imprinted on her brain as she would find she could pleasure herself just by remembering this moment.
Jennifer wanted to be angry. She wanted to hate Mrs. Williams. She wanted to place her in the category of all those others who were unworthy of Eric, but as she watched the two go at each other she couldn't help but see the pure beauty in their coupling. She made an immediate decision to savor it all, even as she found her hands in her own panties and pulling at her nipples. She came at least as often as Mrs. Williams did and when they were finished and Eric had unloaded his come inside Rachel, she somehow found the courage to sneak away, amazed they had not heard her moans and stifled screams as she came with them. On weak legs she descended the stairs and went to the bathroom to clean up. She snuck out of the library before Eric or Mrs. Williams.
As she was driving home, she was jealous of Mrs. Williams, but she had been so aroused and desirous of what they were doing, she knew now she just wanted to be part of it.
Still tingling and horny, she resolved something to herself. She resolved no matter what, she would find a way to be part of what she knew was the most sexy, beautiful, amazing... PRIMAL thing she had ever seen. She resolved she would figure it out. She would talk to Eric and figure out a way to tell him her feelings. She was done being afraid.
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Eric
Eric was grateful his mom and sister weren't home when he got there. He was pretty sure they told him they were going to a rom-com movie he didn't want to see. He showered, did a little homework and raided the fridge, as he was famished. His mom usually cooked but Friday was always "fend for yourself night" as they all had unpredictable schedules on Fridays and there were usually leftovers. Truth was, though his mom was an excellent cook, his sister and he had learned to cook as well, and they shared a lot of the duties when it came to the kitchen.
Eric had the bedroom in the basement and for the first time in a long time he hadn't come home with the need to jerk off since he started this growth spurt. He felt grateful for just a little respite from whatever was going on with him, even though he wasn't entirely sure it was permanent. He decided to call his grandfather, and they chatted for a minute catching up. They agreed Eric would come over for dinner Sunday.
Eric found himself to be very tired. He decided to take a nap and then maybe later play some video games or call Jay and see if she wanted to watch a movie. He fell asleep with dreams of his amazing day.
Rachel
Rachel went to bed before Thomas got home, she was exhausted and didn't feel like seeing Thomas drunk and possibly horny. She wasn't sure she knew how she would react. For the first time in a long while she was grateful when Thomas later noisily came home and passed out in his recliner rather than come to bed, a habit she realized was more common than not from Thomas. He never mentioned their plans to go away for the weekend.
Before she went to sleep, she had visions of the incredible sex she had with Eric and couldn't help but play with herself, shoving one hand in her panties and one hand playing with her nipples, imagining Eric thrusting into her and the exquisite feeling of his cock. She made herself come very quickly and before she knew what she was doing, she revved herself up again, this time on her belly imaging Eric taking her from behind. The orgasms she gave herself made her guilt for cheating diminish more and more as the thought played through her mind how much more of a man Eric seemed to be than Thomas, even though Eric was so young.
She let herself drift to sleep with a smile on her lips. She dreamed of Eric.
When she woke up, she immediately realized how horny she was. Her first thought was about Eric, and she re-lived their coupling yesterday. She was tempted to play with herself again but surprisingly, Thomas was moving around in the bathroom, and she heard the shower running.
"Thank God!" she thought, "At least I don't have to smell cigarettes and cheap perfume on him from the strip club!"
Her thought was another negative thought about Thomas she hadn't manifested before. She felt like yesterday had opened her eyes to things she had been trying to deny for the sake of being the good wife and trying to see her way through their marriage. She was feeling now like it was going to be hard to put this genie back in the bottle, always justifying his actions for the sake of her marriage. She wasn't too sure Thomas hadn't been feeling these things too but from a different perspective.
Still, she was wet, and her nipples were hard from thinking about Eric and what they had done yesterday, it seemed this morning she was having even more trouble getting it out of her head. She felt wanton and somewhat out of her element as she had always considered herself able to be in control.
Thomas came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, just under his paunch, but seemed in a good mood, as opposed to his usual cranky hung-over self on Saturday mornings, especially this early.
"I see you decided to sleep in, I hope you aren't sick." Thomas said, as he used another towel to dry his hair.
"What are you talking about?" Rachel said, simultaneously looking at the clock and realizing it was nearly 10.
"You must have been tired, you never sleep this late," Thomas said, "Sure you aren't sick?"
"No, I feel good actually," Rachel said, "You seem chipper."
Rachel let the innuendo that he wasn't always chipper hang in the air.
Thomas flinched slightly but said, "Yeah, late night but they are big clients, I have to get moving, we are taking them for a round of golf, and then a late lunch, maybe some meetings later, not sure if I will be home for dinner."
Rachel knew "meetings" on a Saturday meant the strip club and her usual reaction was to huff about him not going away or even just spending time with her, but today, she decided she didn't have the heart for it. She was still somewhat afraid her infidelity may be written on her face. She got up as he went to get dressed and went to the bathroom.
Rachel's emotions seemed all over the place, she was horny, she was somewhat frustrated, she felt off because of how late in the morning it was, she was increasingly irritated Thomas hadn't given her so much as a warning he was going to be gone all day, and equally irritated with herself their marriage had gotten to this state, and again, she was still horny. She went to the bathroom and then into the shower, where she almost fell as she touched her nipples as she washed them!
"God, why am I so horny?" she thought, "it's getting worse."
Rachel realized with Thomas gone, she would be alone today, and she decided she would take one chance today. She would go watch Eric at baseball practice. She knew a place in the park she could watch without being seen. Once she made the decision, she felt uplifted, like everything was suddenly going to be alright. She even felt herself get a little moist.
"Oh my God, what is with me today?" she thought as she went to get changed.
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Eric
Eric woke up a little later than he wanted and actually had to rush to baseball practice to be on time. He was solidly erect and suspected the respite he had received had probably been short lived. He played over in his head what had happened yesterday but there was no time to relieve himself, so he rushed to practice.
It started out as a good practice, he swung the bat well when it was his turn in the cage and when he exited, for the first time in a while, he felt somewhat at peace, but it was short lived. Shortly after he got out of the batting cage, as he was shagging fly balls, his senses started to come alive. He was suddenly distracted, and he couldn't figure out why. He started looking around until one of the coaches barked at him, "Are we keeping you from something Eric? Get your head in it!"
That focused Eric a little bit more, but he was still not fully engaged in practice like he had been a few minutes ago. Also, he was getting worked up again, he could feel the tension affecting him like yesterday. After practice, he started looking around and he thought he spotted Rachel's car leaving the kids' play area parking lot that was adjacent to the baseball fields, but he couldn't be sure as he lost the car in group of others that were leaving as well. The urges lessened a little, but he knew based on past experience he was going to need to jerk off soon or it could get out of control. He decided to go straight home, take a cold shower and take care of it.
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Rachel
When Rachel got to the ballpark, she parked in the kids' play area that had a good view of the baseball fields but wasn't overly conspicuous if someone she knew saw her. She spotted Eric in the batting cage and practically swooned as she watched him swing the bat. Eric had blossomed into one of the best players on the team this year and she knew he had gotten some looks as a scholarship player at some colleges. She had seen the team play on a few occasions and the last time she saw him play, she remembered observing how much better he had gotten and how he had grown into a man's body, but now, as she watched Eric hit and then shag balls in the outfield, she felt herself start to get a little warm, even though the day was unseasonably cool for this time of year. She rolled down her windows to let some cool air in.
Almost immediately, it looked like Eric got distracted. The way he was smoothly tracking and chasing fly balls seemed to get a little erratic. She noticed him looking around and he seemed to be sniffing the air as he was looking. As she watched, she realized she was getting worked up as well. Then a coach yelled something at Eric she couldn't make out and Eric seemed to refocus. She was surprised at her reaction to the coach yelling at Eric, she had to resist the urge to jump out of her car and go after that coach. She could tell the adrenaline from the thought got her feeling horny again. When Eric chased a ball deep to right field and he got as close as possible to her car without leaving the field, she suddenly felt a surge of emotion go through her like she had been run over with some invisible force, and she realized her panties just got wet.
"Oh no, it's happening again!" she thought, struck with the memories of yesterday, "I have to get out of here or I am going to go fuck Eric right on that field!"
With a last peek at the team, who looked like they were breaking practice, she started her car and backed out of the parking lot. She wanted to hurry but a soccer match on another field had finished, and cars were leaving from that parking lot so she couldn't speed away and was fearful Eric might see here, though a part of her brain told her that would be crazy, Eric couldn't possibly know she was there!
Right?
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Jennifer
Jennifer woke up feeling very horny, so horny she immediately started to play with herself. She reached under her shirt and pulled lightly on her hard nipples and her other hand went under her panties and through her soft, sparse public hair and down into her pussy. She found herself as wet as she had ever been and despite the slight feelings of jealousy, she relived what she saw yesterday and came almost immediately and then again right after. While she felt better, she still felt aroused and wondered why she was still feeling this way. She threw on some yoga shorts and a loose T-shirt and headed to the kitchen. She was hungry and knew her Mom was already working so she went to get some breakfast. When she got to the kitchen and saw the clock on the stove, she realized she had overslept, and Eric was due at any minute to help her assemble the new dresser she got. The aroused feeling wasn't going away after she masturbated but she didn't have any more time to reflect on it.
As she waited for her toast, she was absently feeling her nipples through her shirt, she was starting to feel like she did yesterday, like a wave of arousal was crashing over her.
"Uhhhh," came involuntarily out of her mouth as she reached into her panties again to find herself almost gushing, "Gawwwddddd!"
She had swabbed her clit just momentarily, forcing the moans, her head feeling light and her arousal spiking. It was becoming overwhelming.
Suddenly he was there, behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his body against hers.
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Eric
Eric didn't go right home, he remembered he needed to go over to Jay's because he promised he would put together a new dresser that she bought. So, he pulled into his driveway and instead of going into his house he decided to just go over to Jay's.
The strange feeling that had started at the baseball field was starting again as he approached Jay's door. Eric always went around back to the door that led to their kitchen, he had been doing so since he was little. As he got closer, the sensations in him intensified, he thought he might need to sit down once he got in the house. He could feel himself getting harder too, it made him hope Jay was still upstairs, but as he opened the door, he heard her moan and then swear, and for a split second he thought she may be hurt, but then he saw her standing in the kitchen with one hand in her shorts and one under her shirt playing with her nipples. Her hair was slightly mussed from sleep and the shirt and shorts she was wearing were normal attire, but Eric thought he had never seen Jay look so sexy. It looked like she was leaning against the counter a bit so her perfect ass was jutting out towards him, and the shorts were wedged a little higher than normal. He noted again her hand in her panties and the other playing with her spectacular boobs with the nipples clearly pushing against the shirt.
How had he not noticed how sexy she was?
He couldn't stop himself. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. He bent down and began kissing her neck and he whispered to her, "Jay... I... can't help it... you're so sexy..."
Jennifeer was startled at first but once she knew it was Eric she reached up and behind herself grabbing the back of his head with one hand, pulling him tighter, she instinctively pushed her ass into the bulge that was suddenly, amazingly there, and she flashed to when she first saw it yesterday. She found herself pulling his hand up to her breasts, "Oh Eric, please, you don't know how much I want this!"
Eric continued kissing her neck and pulled on her nipples through her shirt, feeling his arousal soar! He turned her to him and their mouths met and they kissed hungrily, tongues playing against each other. Eric had to bend slightly to kiss her so regrettably, his hips and his cock, pulled away. They kept kissing but Jennifer wanted to feel him again, so she boldly reached down and started to caress him.
"What am I doing? I am grabbing him like some whore!" she wondered to herself as Eric kept kissing her and sent her spirits soaring, along with her continued arousal. As more waves of eroticism flowed through her she suddenly realized it didn't matter, all that mattered was everything she had dreamed of was happening, she resolved to not let it slip away.
Eric couldn't wait another second so he reached down and lifted Jay up so she was on the counter and slid himself between her legs, the two of them desperately trying to keep as much contact with each other as possible. Their kissing continued and their hands roamed with urgency.
Eric suddenly thought of Rachel, and he pulled himself away and as he looked into Jay's eyes, so desperate for him, he knew he had to tell his best friend, and about to be lover, his deepest secret.
"Jay, I want you so bad but I have to tell you something... you're my best friend and I want you, but I have to tell you before we do this... I don't want to hurt you but you deserve to know... I'm just not sure..."
She realized he wanted to tell her about Mrs. Williams and Jennifer found herself loving him even more. Despite their ignited lust, she realized at this moment he didn't want to hurt her, he didn't want to lie to her. Her heart soared again, and she knew what his good heart was trying to tell her, she loved this man with all her heart, and she resolved to give him every bit of herself.
"It's okay Eric, whatever it is doesn't matter, I don't care, please take me, please make me yours. Please..." and she pulled him down for a kiss she hoped would show him all the things she just said.
It worked because he hesitated, but feeling her need and urgency, he gave in to their lust and tried to match her intensity with all he could manage. He reached down and stripped her of her shirt and threw it away. She lifted the hem of his jersey at almost the same time and once freed of it she put her face to his chest and gave it several soft, fast kisses, taking in his musk and her head nearly exploded with arousal.
Eric lifted her chin again for more tongue-tying kissing, but he reached underneath her, lifted her sexy ass and peeled her shorts down her legs and off. He stopped briefly to see her shaved pussy with a landing strip of crimson pubic hair above it and dove his mouth on her as if he couldn't have done anything else. Jennifer screamed as she felt his tongue lick her pussy lips and his hands squeeze her ass and pull it towards his mouth.
"Yes, Eric, God yes! Please, please," she gasped, though she wasn't even sure what she was asking for. She just didn't think she ever wanted him to stop moving his tongue through her pussy. She wound her hands through his hair and screamed as her orgasm washed over her so hard she was afraid she would pass out from the pleasure.
Eric took in her wetness and licked it up like it was nourishment, but he couldn't wait another second, he moved his mouth up her body with fluttering kisses until he reached her breasts, her magnificent breasts! They were nice sized with beautiful coral nipples and pink areolas that were consistent with her beautiful, fair skin and thick, silky red hair. Eric kissed and sucked on both her nipples and realized the way she was squirming and calling his name and grabbing his hair he was providing her with great pleasure. It made him soar with happiness he could give this pleasure to her, but it wasn't enough, he had to be inside her!
He raised his mouth to hers and they kissed as if they wouldn't survive if they didn't. Eric lowered his baseball pants and underwear as they kissed and mumbled through their lips that he wanted her. Jay pulled her lips off Eric and held her forehead to his and said, "Take me Eric please I want you so much. Please fuck me Eric so I can be yours!"
Eric didn't wait, he placed the head of her cock at her entrance, sliding it up through her pussy to lubricate his head because, despite his lust he knew she was a virgin, and he would have to be gentle so he didn't hurt her. Eric knew his relationship with Jay was about to change forever, he loved her, he had always loved her, now they were going to be something different to each other than they were before.
"Eric please, put that big cock in me, please, make me yours!" Jay screamed as Eric started to push inside her. "I need you baby, more than I have ever needed anything in my life!"
Jay was very wet, but Eric still had to proceed slowly because she was so tight. They were still kissing frantically, their mouths and tongues and lips all working as one with each other, "Uuunnnngggg!" they both grunted as Eric's head finally popped into Jay. "Oh god Eric!" as Jay came just from initial penetration and she clung to Eric even as she tried to move her legs up off the counter and dig her ankles into the backs of his legs to get more of him in her. She was desperate for him, but Eric was still in enough control to be sure not to hurt her, though he was nearly as crazed as Jay was.
"Yes, Eric, yes, yes, yes, god you feel so much better than I ever imagined, please give me more!" Jay screamed as she came again just as Eric pushed another inch of his hard cock inside her. She could scarcely believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. She had imagined slow, romantic lovemaking for her first time, and she had always dreamed it would be Eric taking care of her and providing her satisfaction. She had always imagined the perfect romantic encounter in bed and whispered exchanges of loving words, but this was raw, passionate, fierce. Her words were wanton, desperate horny and Jay felt hungry, urgent, out of control in a way she never imagined and found herself wanting more. More cock, more Eric, more passion!
Eric focused on the progress, pressing into her rather than thrusting and he remembered how Rachel had taken him so much easier. His guilt tweaked him in his head briefly, but he dismissed it and focused on pushing another inch of his cock into this girl he had known his whole life. This girl, no, he realized, she was a woman too, as much as he was a man and that notion pushed him to give Jay what she was screaming for! He reached down with his lips to her turgid nipples, sucking and pulling on them slightly with his teeth and experiencing more fluid gushing onto her pussy, allowing him to push a little more and more until before either of them knew it, he was fully inserted. Jay pushed and pulled her hips a little and Jay screamed with her head thrown back and she came again! Eric attacked her exposed throat like a vampire, marking her with a hickey, and grabbing that perfect ass as he held himself hilted inside her. They both looked down where they were joined and realized Eric still had more to give her but there was no more room in her tight pussy. They stared at each other, panting and clinging to each other, "God Eric, I never knew, I never understood... please fuck me some more, make me your woman, make me cum for you some more, give me your cum!"
She screamed again as Eric withdrew and thrust against her, realizing he was close as well. The thrusts were slow but powerful, hips clashing and they resumed their kissing and desperate desire to get closer together even as their skins rubbed and writhed against each other, sweat and heat providing even more burgeoning lust. Eric was taking more now, thrusting to feel the friction, the stimulation that would lead to his ejaculation. Just as he neared the end, he stared into Jay's eyes, pleading.
"Yes Eric, please lover, please don't stop. Take me, I am yours, anything you want, please cum in me, make me your woman!"
Eric refocused and Jay came again just from seeing his desire for her and then he was coming inside her and if she thought she had orgasmed before, she found herself losing the ability to think with all the pleasure that raced through her. As she felt his cum race inside her, her head felt like it was exploding, like she was going to lose consciousness. Eric was grunting and seeking her mouth again, but their kissing now was uncontrolled, uncoordinated, just lips and cheeks floundering against each other with their exertions contributing to loud panting and noises neither knew they could make. Eric's hips were pushing her across the counter and his hands were pulling her back towards him and she gave in, letting Eric use her body for his pleasure. Jennifer had never been happier in her life. Whatever notion she had for what pleasure and happiness could be was recalibrated in that moment and somehow, though she was barely cognizant, she knew she would never be the same again. For the very first time in her life, she felt wholly loved, wholly validated, wholly happy. For the first time, she felt like she could be happy. All her fear, all her insecurities swept away with yet another orgasm and as she screamed out again, she realized Eric would take care of her, she knew he would never hurt her.
For the rest of her life, she would remember that moment as the one that changed her forever. She would look back with fondness and shiver with the memory of this amazing moment. Desperately wanted but never really expected. She had never given in to her hopes because of the letdown of her parents to emotionally reassure her completely. She knew her problems were insignificant compared to others, she knew how smart she was, and she knew she could fulfill her life on her own, work hard, find fulfillment. She had other hopes and plans that didn't revolve around Eric. She desperately loved him, but she had always resolved to make her own way, she knew she didn't want his love without getting him as a partner as well, but this was the moment she knew would change her life forever. Eric would always be part of her; she would give him anything!
She had another lesser orgasm as Eric finished thrusting her into and as quickly as those thoughts came to her, they raced away again, to return in later days. Her soul focus was on Eric again and she found herself crying tears of joy and laughing softly at the relief of letting all her fears and insecurities go. Eric felt her tears and looked into her eyes with his predictable concern for her, but he saw she was happy and that filled him with happiness too. They giggled together as they kissed and came down from the ecstasy of their coupling.
She winced as he started to withdraw and he looked at her with care again, but she smiled and shook her head, "It's Ok, you're supposed to be sore your first time and your cock would make any girl sore anyway." She glanced at him with mischief in her eyes and Eric understood and they kissed like lovers again and again.
They cleaned up the kitchen counter and Eric lifted her to him with another series of kisses. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him and felt his still semi-hard cock against her stomach.
"I need you to know something," Jennifer said, while they rubbed noses and their bodies together, "This was the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I want this to happen again and again." Eric smiled but she saw a flash of... what was it... guilt, doubt?
She kissed him again and said, "Eric, I also need you to know I saw you yesterday with Mrs. Williams," Eric started to pull away, but she pulled him back in for a kiss, "Its Ok, I love you Eric and I love her too, I want us to share what this is."
As she said the words, she realized this impulse was true, even though she had never considered this type of relationship.
She kept kissing him, "It's good, it's a wonderful feeling, we can figure it out," and Eric responded to her kisses enthusiastically.
Finally, they got dressed, finished cleaning up and eventually wandered into Jay's room to assemble the dresser but it was intimate and playful and more than a few times they stopped for small make out sessions. Once the dresser was completed, Jay pulled down Eric's shorts and sat Eric on the bed. She kneeled and grabbed his cock and started to stroke him.
She looked in his eyes with awe and started to whisper things to Eric, making the scene even more erotic, "I love your big cock, I love how it feels, I love stroking it, I am going to suck it again and again. I want to please you, I want to do whatever you want to me, but you must let my poor pussy get used to you," and she smiled as she looked up at him with love adorned eyes.
"Who was this woman?" they both thought separately!
Jay couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth while she kissed, licked and sucked Eric. She had spent her whole life wanting to be confident and sure; be a woman like Mrs. Williams or Eric's mother; be a woman Eric deserved and now she found that courage. The thought crossed her mind, again, nothing would ever be the same.
The thought of Mrs. Williams stirred her on to another thought, "I want you to be with her again Eric, it was so beautiful, I came so many times watching you. I want you to have her again and share me with her if that is what you want. I will be your woman, Eric; I will please you as much as you want."
Even with these words of submittal, she was growing in confidence. She felt these words were right and by the look on Eric's handsome, lust filled face, she could see they were of the same mind, he was approving of her words without any of his own.
When she felt Eric was properly encouraged, she got to work to please him, trying to discern what he liked and what he didn't respond as well to. It didn't take long for her wonderful mouth to make Eric hard and large, and her saliva served as the lubricant to make her bobbing on his cock feel wonderful. He took her hair, that beautiful red hair with its natural curls and full body and fashioned a makeshift ponytail and experimented with controlling her, mostly her pace because she seemed to want to keep speeding up. It was his turn to whisper to her, "Yes Jay, yes you make me feel so good, I want you over and over. I am your man; you are my woman now. Take this cock, that's a good girl."
Jay shivered at his words. She knew what a submissive was and realized she was now his submissive, she would do anything. Again and again, she used her mouth to stimulate him and her hands to add to the pleasure. It became more frantic until finally Eric held her head and came down her throat and in her mouth. Jay tried to keep all the cum but some of it spilled out and when Eric finished coming, she licked and licked until he was clean. Eric lifted her to him then and kissed her deeply, sharing the remnants of what she didn't swallow.
They both moved up on the bed, laying together, cuddling each other and sharing little laughs and intimacies. Soon, they started to talk seriously.
Little did they know history from yesterday was repeating itself.
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