Road Trip Pt. 02

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Summary: Amy goes to see Jamie at work and makes a decision about their next step…

I felt like a weight had fallen off my shoulders. Every single emotion that had overwhelmed me in the last twenty-four hours had disappeared and was replaced with a rush of love and acceptance. It had also been less than four hours since Jamie had fucked me on top of his genuinely nice kitchen island counter, and I was already horny for me.

Having Jamie inside me had been the most erotic and pleasurable experience of my life. No past boyfriend or lover had ever made me cum so hard, just thinking about it made my pussy wet. I wanted to grab Jamie and either ride his rather impressive cock again or have his tongue devour me. But he has left, headed off to do his job and takes some photos for a couple expecting their first child.

It had made my heart flutter when I saw his internal struggle, he hadn’t wanted to leave after admitting me that he loved me and that I now belonged to him. If any other guy had tried to stake their claim like I was their property, I would have lost my shit, but Jamie told me I was his was just another thing that I discovered turned me on. He did manage to leave, after many kisses and promises for more action later, and a promise to have a real conversation about it all.

I sat in his apartment on my lonesome and for the second time, that morning masturbated. This time no guilt or shame washed over me as I fucked myself thinking of Jamie’s cock. Instead, all I had after was a nagging desire to eat that cock.

In the four hours since Jamie had left, I had showered, moved my bags into Jamie’s room—because while the guest bedroom had been my intended bed, I had no plans of ever using it—and cleaned up the rest of the mess in the kitchen. Once I was in a more stable headspace, I sat down at the table and did some work. Calling my boss and telling her that I had run off to LA because my boyfriend had cheated on me was an odd conversation. She had shown sympathy and was a little annoyed. I wouldn’t be going into the gallery, but I could do half my job from my computer. She gave me a week, which was more than I had expected, to get my shit together and get back there.

I hadn’t really put a lot of thought into driving to LA. My whole life was in San Francisco, my job, friends, parents. Jamie being a few hours away, had always sucked but feeling the way I did and knowing that he felt the same made it seem unbearable. I tried to ignore my mess of emotions and get some work done but found it challenging. Eventually, I gave up and decided to try and watch TV, I just needed a distraction until Jamie came home.

My phone rang, interrupting a re-run of Bewitched, and I couldn’t help but smile as Jamie’s name appeared on the screen. “Hey,” I said. I felt like a little girl who was talking to her first crush.

“Hey, you, what are you up to?” Jamie’s voice sent shivers through me.

I stretched out my feet across the couch and said, “Just watching some TV, waiting for a handsome man to sweep through the door and ravish me.” I smiled wider as he chuckled.

He asked, “Oh, really, and who is this handsome man?”

I bit down on the tip of my finger and said, “I think you would like him. He’s tall, has amazing blue eyes. The best cock I’ve ever had the pleasure of being nailed into me.”

Jamie groaned on the other end. He said, “My God, you are a dirty girl.”

“Only for you.” And it was true, dirty talk and teasing wasn’t something I ever really did.

Jamie groaned again. “God, I wish I was there with you right now.”

I giggled. “What would you do if you were?”

He said, “I would show just how much my cock loves your tight pussy.”

My pussy gushed with excitement. I wanted Jamie to kick open the door. I really wanted him to be right outside. I slid my hand into my shorts and ran my fingers along my pussy’s lips. My fluid was soaking my panties. “Fuck, I’m dripping.”

Jamie moaned and said, “I bet you are.”

I moaned as I pushed a finger into my folds. “Please tell me you will be back soon.”

“I wish.”

A whine escaped me. I needed Jamie.

He huffed and said, “This couple is driving me nuts. I’m taking a break to get some air.”

I whimpered and pulled my fingers from my lips. “You got me all worked up, and you won’t be back anytime soon? That’s mean.” All wet with no cock to coat.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

I sat up and rubbed my legs together to try and ease my ache. I said, “I guess my fingers will just have to try and make up for your cock, might take me all day to get myself off.”

“Or you could come to me,” he said quickly.

“Interesting.” My excitement grew again at the possibilities he was thinking about.

He said, “I’m not too far. Just on the 140 bus down the road and get off at the fourth stop, take a left, and you will be outside my studio. That way I can finish up with this couple and then maybe I’ll ravish you up against pendik escort these windows for anyone to see.”

My mouth fell open. Again, never something I would do, but I felt like my dirty brother could get me to do anything at this point. “And you call me naughty.”

Jamie laughed. “It’s all you, baby.”

I needed him. He didn’t know how long these clients would take, and I needed his cock back inside me, stretching me until he could fill me with his cum. “I’ll jump on the next bus.”

“Great, I’ll see your sexy ass soon.”

“I love you,” I said. Saying the words warmed me in a completely new way.

“I love you too, Amy.”

I dropped the phone and sat there for a second. I had told two boys in my life that I had loved them. My first ever boyfriend Jake, he had taken my virginity in the backseat of his dad’s car after a party. And then, Mark. Both times I had thought it was love, but all it hadn’t been anything close. Jamie was the first person I had ever genuinely loved; the fact that he was my older brother didn’t matter, in fact, it just made me want to call him big brother as he fucked my hole.

I did as I said and jumped on the next bus to get to Jamie’s studio, but I changed first. I changed out of my shorts and put on a cute little blue skirt that was long enough to be considered modest, but long enough that my long legs would be without restriction when I wrapped them around Jamie’s waist. I did a quick mirror check, grabbed my bag and headed down the street.

The whole bus ride and walk I was filled with excitement. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter the closer I got that I was almost concerned about leaving a wet patch on the bus seat. I did check but hadn’t noticed anything. When I spotted the studio, my heart rate increased, and I couldn’t keep the grin from my face.

I pulled open the large glass door and stepped into the cool air-conditioned room. A light bell rang, and I did a quick spin to check out the place. In seven months the old brick studio had been converted into a modern, bright room that had a small gallery in one corner showing off all of Jamie’s work. This reception desk sat in the dead centre and a small waiting area for clients. I could hear people talking from down the hall and instead of interrupting thought it best to wait.

I moved towards the waiting area and took a seat on the large couch. It was not even a second later when a familiar face stepped out of the hall.

George’s straight face jumped into a smile. “Amy, oh my god. How are you?”

I hopped up from my seat and stepped into his giant hug. “Hi, I’m good, how are you?”

George squeezed me for a moment. “Over the moon now that you’re here. Jamie didn’t tell me you were in town.”

“It all happened last minute,” I said.

“Well, I’m just glad that you’re here. He can stop moping every time you get brought up.”

George released me and moved towards the desk. “Jamie has just finished with his clients; I’ll tell him you’re here. Give me two secs!”

I nodded, and he disappeared down the hall. It made me sad to picture Jamie moping around because of me. The seven months apart from him had left a hole which was now all mended that I had him back but thinking about our time apart made me realise we did need to have a proper conversation. But that could wait until after he fucked me over the back of his waiting room couch.

Jamie did appear a few minutes later. George right beside him, and the clients. The woman was heavily pregnant, about ready to pop. Her partner had his arm around her back and looked exhausted himself.

“I should have the prints done in a few weeks. George will contact you once they are ready, and you can make your final choices, okay,” said Jamie.

The couple nodded, and Jamie stepped away, leaving them with George.

I wanted to rush up to him, kiss him and beg him to fuck me. But with the current audience kept my greeting simple, with a tight hug. Jamie’s arms slipped around my waist, and he whispered in my ear, “Hey baby.”

The words warmed me, and I kissed his cheek, pulling back before what was supposed to be a sister greeting a brother turned into too much for the current audience. “I was thinking you could take me out for lunch,” I said, loud enough for the couple and George to hear.

“Sounds like a plan. I just have to put my stuff away,” Jamie said.

George walked over, the couple now gone, and said, “I can do it.”

“No,” said Jamie. “You have class. That couple has already made you late, now get going before I fire you.”

George rolled his eyes. “It’s one class.”

“One class becomes two, and so on.” Jamie waved him away.

“Fine.” George sighed. “How do you put up with him?” he asked me.

I shrugged and laughed. “That’s a mystery.”

“That it is. No leaving town without saying goodbye,” George said as he picked up his bag from behind the desk.

I nodded. “Let’s do dinner.”

“Absolutely. Jamie, message me a time.”

Jamie escort pendik nodded. “Will do.”

With George gone, Jamie walked over to the door and flipped the lock. I barely gave him a second before I grabbed him and pulled him down to kiss me. His lips touched mine, and all the overwhelming emotions from the morning flooded through me. His mouth on mine kick-started the fire between my legs and the need to have him.

Jamie reached down and grabbed the back of my thighs, lifting me up so that I could wrap them around his waist. He groaned against my mouth and walked until my back hit the window. I gasped as the cold glass touched my bareback. His mouth moved from mine to my throat, and he pushed his crotch hard against mine, his cock already hardening.

“I didn’t think you were serious about fucking me against the window for everyone to see,” I moaned out.

His mouth left my neck and found my breasts, sucking the fabric of my shirt and bra into his mouth to get to my nipple, he bit the bud and sent a shock through me. He dropped my nipple and slid his arms underneath my top, pulling it up and over my head. “No one can see,” he said. “One way, glass.” Between each word, he kissed a different place of my skin. “No one gets to see you like this, only me.”

I moaned at his possessive words. “Yours,” I groaned as he unclipped my bra, yanked it off and sucked my now bare nipples into his mouth.

“Mine,” he said, his word muffled by my breast.

I pushed my hips against him, wanting him to hurry. His attention of my breasts was soaking my lower half. While he was defiantly doing a fantastic job sending me crazy, I needed his cock.

He reached down and undid his jeans, pushing them down enough that his cock could escape. Seeing no underwear beneath his pants made me realise that he really had planned on rushing home after this job, he needed me just as much. His hard cock bounced free, and he pinned me to the glass. One hand held my thigh, the other disappeared between my legs to push my soaked panties to the side.

His mouth found my neck again, and he sucked onto the skin as he lined up his cock and started to rub his enlarged throbbing head on my lips.

I groaned. “Fuck me, please,” I begged. My fingers digging into Jamie’s shoulders.

“Mine,” he grunted and thrust into me.

His long length burrowed all the way into me. Stretching me just how I wanted. Filling me until it was almost too much.

“Yes!” I cried.

He didn’t wait, no pausing. He pulled back out just as fast and thrust back in. The pace was brutal, but oh, so good. With every jab he burrowed further and further, hitting the right spot again and again.

I kissed him as hard and as deep as I could, wanting him to never stop. He was all I needed now, just him.

“Yes!” My voice was starting to crack. I couldn’t help but scream as he fucked me. “Big brother! I love your cock!”

Jamie moaned. “Such a dirty little sister.”

“Yes, so dirty.” I could feel my orgasm building. With every thrust it came closer, his throbbing member pushing me further and further to my edge. And I wanted him there with me. “Does my pussy feel good?”

Jamie grunted. “So! Fucking! Tight!”

“Your pussy.” I cried. “Yours.”

“Mine!” He jabbed up again, and it hit me.

My orgasm rushed over me and my walls clenched around him, gripping him so hard that it hurt as he pulled out and thrust back in again.

I tightened my legs even more. “Fill me with you cum, big brother.”

Jamie moaned and thrust in a final time, his cum shooting up inside me. I could feel as every shot coated my walls, filling me to the brim.

I held Jamie close. My legs still locked around him, his face buried against my throat, my arms around his neck. His cock was softening inside me, but I didn’t want him to pull out. His cum was starting to drip out of me, it ran down my leg, but I couldn’t care. Jamie pushed himself to stand up straight, his cock slipping down.

I whimpered. “Not yet.”

He placed his forehead against mine and nodded. Keeping me right against him, he held me with one arm, his pants with another and walked us over to the couch. He dropped down onto the seat, causing his cock to slip out of me before diving back in. Even in his soft state, he filled me.

I cupped his cheeks, kissed his lips softly. Hoping that maybe he would fuck me again. I still wanted more.

“I love you,” he said.

I smiled. “I love you too.”

“Stay here with me,” he said.

I wanted to say yes. My first thought was that it would be perfect—every day with Jamie. But my whole life was back in San Francisco. “I want to,” I said.

“Too fast?” he asked.

I shook my head and kissed him again. “No. I want this every day forever. But I have some things to sort out.”

He nodded. “Right, sorry.”

I smiled. “Don’t be.” I pushed his hair from his forehead and kissed his brow. “We also need to talk properly about us.”

“What is it with women and pendik escort bayan talking?” I pinched him, and he chuckled. “I’m just kidding.”

“Sure, sure.”

We sat on the couch for longer than either of us intended. We kissed and slowly built ourselves back up. I straddled Jamie’s waist and rode him until my legs shook, he then took over and used his arms to lift me up and down until once more filled me with his cum. It had been hard to pull away, but my stomach decided that it required food, and it did so rather loudly.

After Jamie finished laughing at my expense, we went into the small bathroom to clean ourselves up, somehow managing to dress and decided that going out to lunch was a good idea. I had tried to dry out my panties as much as possible, they were ruined from a mixture of my cum as well as Jamie’s. I would have just chucked them out, but my skirt was too short, and the chance of a breeze blowing up my skirt and flashing a vast crowd was too high for me to risk. I gave up on trying to make myself look perfect, and just twisted my hair up into a messy bun. There was no point in trying to tame it when Jamie would no doubt just mess it up again.

I walked out into the entrance of the studio, and Jamie was standing in fresh clothes. A white t-shirt was tight across his chest and showed off his perfect body, and a light pair of blue jeans. He looked delicious, but I had to control myself.

He smiled at me and said, “I thought we could go to one of my favourite cafes, it’s just down the street.”

“Sounds good,” I said.

He took my hand and brought my knuckles to his mouth. His kissed them and then said, “And I thought after that you might want to head to the beach. The weather is amazing today, and I would like nothing more than to see you in a bikini.”

I chuckled. “Would you now?”

He nodded.

“Any other outfits you fantasise about me in?” I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged his head down so I could reach him.

His arms circled my back, and he made a motion with his face to appear as if he were thinking. “Do you still have your old cheerleading uniform?”

I giggled and nodded. “I believe it’s still in my old bedroom.” I pecked his lips softly. “Do you want to fuck a cheerleader?”

He nodded and licked his lips. “I have the perfect pyramid for you to be on top of.” He kissed me hard, and I couldn’t help but moan against him. How was I supposed to do anything when I couldn’t get enough of him? His taste, his touch, his mouth was impossible to refuse.

My stomach growled again, interrupting our kiss. “Cock blocked by your stomach,” Jamie said, “that’s a first.”

I chuckled and grabbed his hand before tugging him out the door. I needed food and then maybe we could find a place for a quickie.

The rest of the day was almost unbelievable. Jamie and I had been able to spend hours walking around the city, exploring, eating food, and we did make it to the beach. And I did model a few different bikinis for him and let him pick his favourite one. We swam, lied on the sand, and even got ice cream. And we spent a ridiculous amount of time with our tongues down each other’s throat. Our PDA was at an all-time high, but I just couldn’t stop. I had been a little embarrassed when the server at the café had very politely, with a bright red face, told us that a few of the other customers were uncomfortable with our behaviour. I hadn’t been able to stop myself from bursting into a fit of giggles and apologising. It wasn’t intentional, and there was no fear that someone we knew would see us. We didn’t have to worry about the whole sibling detail that would, at some point, no doubt, have to be dealt with.

It was almost six by the time we climbed off the bus just down from Jamie’s apartment. I was tired from the long, fun day, and was ready for another meal. We reached his door, and Jamie surprised me by pulling me inside and picking me up. I squealed with laughter as he threw me over his shoulder and walked down the hall to the bedroom.

Dropping me onto his bed, he tugged off his own shirt and climbed over me. I ditched my bag onto the floor beside the bed and smiled up at him. He kissed my nose and said, “Today has been the best day of my life.”

My grin only grew wider. I wrapped my arms around Jamie and reached up to kiss him. It was a different kind of kiss. It wasn’t about the sex or passion, it wasn’t rushed. It was about showing him how much I loved him. It was slow, drawn-out, and as his tongue dipped into my mouth and explored every inch, I made the decision to stay. I didn’t want to be apart from him.

I gripped his back and pulled his body against mine. The craving to have him inside me made itself known, and I was in no way going to ignore it. Our kiss continued until I was begging for air. His mouth moved from mine and nipped and sucked at my throat, along my collar bone to my breasts. Instead of taking my nipple into his mouth, he pulled up my shirt and untied the bikini top that I had on in place of my bra. Once my skin was bare, he moved his nose along my skin, through the valley and onto the mound. He kissed the nipple before sticking his tongue out to flick and lick it. The teasing pulled out a moan from me.

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