As usual, you’re early. Every time you hear someone entering the room, you look up and hope you’ll see Danielle. As your classmates enter the classroom one by one, you start to worry. Usually Danielle would have been in class already.
“She’s just late,” you think to yourself.
After a while your teacher enters the classroom. When she’s done unpacking, she starts the class. Time is going by very slowly and the lesson is boring. When the teacher gives you a break, you text Danielle.
“Where are you?”
Danielle doesn’t respond on time, so when the class resumes, Danielle hasn’t texted you back. You start worrying. What if she regrets her actions? You try to think of other reasons. Maybe she’s not feeling well, so she decided to stay at home.
When class finally ends, you take your phone from your pocket. You have received one text.
“Something happened, I really need you. I’ll see you in the parking lot.”
You grab both your bags and walk over to the parking lot. You can see Danielle standing next to her car.
“Hi,” you say as you drop your bags.
“Hey,” she replies.
Danielle has got her arms crossed over each other. You pull her in for a hug and kiss her forehead.
“What’s wrong?” you say as you break the kiss.
Danielle leans against you and starts to sob.
“I’ve got some problems with my health,” she whispers, unable to speak because of her emotions.
“Is it serious?” you ask, as you feel tears building up in your eyes.
“Let’s talk somewhere more private,” She says.
You put your bags in the car and sit down in the passenger seat. Danielle tries to talk about other stuff, to keep her from crying.
“How was school?” she asks.
“Boring,” you answer.
You can see that Danielle is now looking for another subject. She can barely contain her emotions.
“Sorry, I’m just worried about you right now,” you apologize.
“It’s fine.”
The rest of the drive is silent. When you arrive at her place, you drop your bags in the living room and walk over to Danielle. You hug her and walk with her to the couch. You both sit down, Danielle resting her head on your chest. She starts to cry.
“The doctors have no clue whatsoever,” she sobs.
You slowly caress her shoulder with one hand, trying your best to comfort her.
“I’m sure they’ll find out what it is and what to do about it,” you say.
“Sure,” she sarcastically replies.
You keep sitting like this with Danielle for several minutes, neither of you have anything to say.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Danielle finally says.
She stands up and walks away. You admire her body. You can hear some drawers moving as Danielle grabs some fresh clothes. A while later you hear the shower, but there’s another noise as well. You walk towards the bathroom door and realise what the sound is: Danielle is crying.
You slowly open the door and see Danielle standing in the shower, her head in her hands. She doesn’t notice you standing there. You undress quickly, without making any noise. Your cock is rock hard from the sight of the hot water streaming down Danielle’s hot naked body.
You move into the shower behind Danielle. She finally realises your there, as she feels your body press against hers. You move your hands over her shoulders and kiss her neck.
“Please Michael, not now,” she sobs as she feels your cock against her back.
“That’s not what I’m here for,” you say.
You start to move your hands down her arms. Your touch sends shivers down Danielle’s spine. You keep kissing her neck while your hands move back up. After that your hands move to her breasts.
“I’m here for you, not just your body,” you say as you softly squeeze her breasts.
“I need to be alone for a couple of minutes,” she murmurs.
“No, you don’t. If you wanted to be alone, you wouldn’t have picked me up from school.”
By now Danielle is softly moaning. Your hands move down further, caressing Danielle’s belly. Your hands don’t stay there for long, moving down towards her slit. One hand rubs her clit, as you use your fingers on the other hand to penetrate her pussy.
You’re still kissing Danielle’s neck, sometimes alternating between licking her neck and sucking on Danielle’s ear lobe. One of her hands moves to her own breasts as she starts to squeeze them. The other hand moves to her ass, where your cock is still rock hard. She grabs it and starts to stroke.
“No, don’t. This is for you,” you say.
Danielle removes her hand from your cock. You reward her by pushing your fingers in deeper. Danielle is moaning and there’s no sign of tears. You keep rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy. Soon it all becomes too much for Danielle and she starts to cum. Danielle moans loudly during her orgasm. When she gets back to reality, you remove your hands from here body.
“Enjoy your hot shower. Take as long as you want,” you say.
Before she can answer, you walk out of the shower.
“Thank you,” Danielle says as you dry yourself and get dressed.
“I’m your boyfriend, that’s what boyfriends do,” you explain as you walk out of the bathroom, closing the door behind you.
Danielle resumes her shower and enters the living room about thirty minutes later than you did. You greet her and the two of you hug for a minute.
“Thank you very much,” she says.
“Like I said, that’s what boyfriends do when their girlfriends need them,” you say again.
“You might think that,” Danielle says as she still holds you tight. “But none of my former boyfriends would have done that. They’d have demanded a blowjob, maybe even fucked me. If it would have been my lucky day, they’ll probably even say ‘it’ll be fine’, but that would have been unlikely.”
“Well, it looks like they are just douchebags,” you reply. “But that’s not important now, I poured you a glass of wine and put on your favourite movie.”
You walk with Danielle towards the couch.
“That’s lovely, but it’s getting late, I should cook us some dinner,” she says as she notices the time.
“No, you should enjoy your movie and your wine. I’ll cook for us. It won’t be special, but it gives you some time to relax.”
Danielle smiles again and decides to go with your plan. You cook something simple, spaghetti. You’re finished cooking rather quick and join Danielle on the couch as you hand her a plate. You notice she’s finished her wine, so you pour her another one.
“Trying to get me drunk?” she jokes.
“Depends. Is it working?” you return the joke.
“Not at all,” she laughs.
You and Danielle eat the spaghetti, which, to your surprise, tastes quite good. After dinner you finish Danielle’s favourite movie.
“Michael, explain something to me,” Danielle starts. “Your cock was hard in the shower, but I don’t see a bulge now. Did you jerk yourself off?”
“No.”
“Then where is your boner? Did your cock go soft that fast? Am I not attractive enough?” she laughs.
You can tell she is only joking, so maybe the wine did have an effect on her.
“I’m just a gentleman, my cock stays soft when I want,” you joke.
That is absolutely not true. You wish it was, but even just the thought of Danielle gets your cock hard.
“So this does nothing?” Danielle says as she grabs your cock in your trousers.
“Maybe,” you gasp.
“I can feel it getting harder,” she says.
With her other hand she slides her shirt up. You help her with tugging it over her head. She’s not wearing a bra, which makes you grin.
“It’s getting real hard, trouble controlling your urges mister my-cock-does-what-I-want?” Danielle laughs.
“It’s all part of the plan.”
“What’s the plan exactly? Getting me horny in the shower, drunk during dinner and ready to fuck afterwards?”
“I guess,” you answer.
“Well, it’s working. Partially. I’m horny, I’m not drunk, but I’m ready for a good fuck,” Danielle says.
Danielle stands up and pulls her trousers down together with her panties. With both her tits and pussy showing, your cock is as hard as it can get. You stand up and undress, almost breaking the undressing world record.
“Someone’s ready,” Danielle jokes.
You walk over to her, hoping she will engulf your cock in her mouth.
“I don’t think so, boy,” she says. “You gotta earn it,” she adds as she sits back on the couch and spreads her legs.
You kneel in front of her wet pussy and start licking. Pretty soon you enter her with a finger, which in turn is soon followed by another one and eventually even a third one.
“Hmmm that’s it,” Danielle moans.
You continue to finger and lick your lover’s pussy for a while. Her moans grow louder and louder. By now you’ve got a pretty good idea of when Danielle will cum. You decide to return the teasing she did to you by not sucking you off. You pull out your fingers and stand up.
“What are you doing?” Danielle moans in disappointment.
You line up your cock with her pussy.
“Wait, I said you needed to earn th-,” she says as you push your cock in. “Naughty boy,” she jokes as you bury your cock inside her.
You start to slowly thrust in and out of her wet pussy, but your low pace isn’t good enough for Danielle.
“If you wanted it that bad, you better give it to me,” she moans.
You keep up your teasing by not picking up your pace. It takes a tremendous amount of self-control to do so, as all you want is to pound away at Danielle’s soft pussy.
“Stop the teasing, fuck me like you want to!” Danielle orders you.
You comply. You start to thrust really fast, pounding her sweet pussy. Danielle moans even louder as she squeezes her tits. You stare at her while she does so.
“You like them, don’t you?” she moans
“Very much,” you say, grunting every syllable.
You both grin. You dive towards her tits with your head and start sucking on her nipples. This becomes too much for Danielle, as she starts to orgasm. Her pussy convulses wildly around your cock, making it almost impossible for you not to cum. Her convulses continue as she moans loudly, enjoying her climax.
You make it through her orgasm without cumming. You keep thrusting in and out of her as she finally comes down from her orgasm. She looks up at you, clearly impressed and surprised by your stamina.
“Hmmm, looks like the big boy here deserves a special reward,” Danielle moans. “Step away, stud.”
You pull out from Danielle and take a few steps back, thinking about what your reward might be. For a second you think that you’ll get to fuck her ass. Danielle slides off the couch and sits on her knees. She holds your waist with both her hands and pulls you into her mouth. She pulls your cock in as far as it can go, your balls touching her chin. You let a soft moan escape.
Danielle holds your cock deep inside her throat for some seconds. When she finally pulls her mouth away, your cock is drenched with her saliva. Strings hang from your cock to her mouth and chin. Tears stream down her face, but her grin shows you she likes it.
“The big boy likes it, doesn’t he?” she says before she takes your cock in her mouth again, this time bobbing up and down your cock.
After some seconds of sucking, you feel your orgasm approaching.
“I’m close,” you moan.
Danielle immediately takes your cock in her mouth as deep as it can get and starts to throatfuck your cock. On top of all that, her hand starts to fondle your balls. You can’t hold off any longer and you start to release torrents of hot cum inside your pretty girlfriend’s mouth. Danielle swallows it all.
When you’ve finally emptied your balls, you pull your cock from Danielle’s mouth. This time the strings of saliva fall down her chin and tits. You both need some time to come down from your fuck session.
“That was some load,” Danielle says. “Now I need to take another shower.”
“That’s not my fault, you’re the one who took my cock in her throat,” you laugh as you help Danielle getting up.
You both walk over to the shower, leaving your clothes on the floor. During the shower you touch each other’s bodies. You kiss her passionately while fondling her breasts. Although a lot of touching, teasing and kissing is going on during your shower, there’s no sex. You’re both exhausted. Not just by your fuck session, also by the situation concerning Danielle’s health.
After your shower you watch some TV with Danielle before deciding to go to bed. Tomorrow is another day of school, so again there’s no time nor energy for sex. As you lay on the bed, Danielle’s head resting her head on your chest, you think about everything that has happened so far. You’re in a relationship with the love of your life, but now it turns out that she’s got some problems with her health. You know you’ll stay with her and help her, but you’re concerned on how your first ever relationship will develop. Or how it will end.