Going away party

Moving out of my parent's house was the best thing I could have ever done for myself. College was rough at first, but once I adjusted to my "adult" life and learned that grades were more important than partying it was great. I'm going to get my degree soon, and my live in girlfriend Brittany couldn't be happier. We have been a great team for three years now, and once I finish residency and get a decent income I'm going to marry her.

My family does not know about Brittany, and as far as I'm concerned they never will, except Alice. I'll introduce her to Britt once she moves out of our parent's house.

Buying a plane ticket home was the worst feeling in the world. Not being able to afford my own hotel had to be the cherry on the shit sundae. Poor Britt had to constantly pep talk me the whole week leading up to the flight.

"I'll Skype with you every night. It's for your sister, not your parents. It means a lot to her."

The thing was, I didn't really even know if Alice wanted me there. She didn't have any form of social media, no phone (my parents, ladies and gentlemen), and all of the pressure to come celebrate her graduation had come from my mom.

This seemed like a ploy to extort money from me, but I wanted to have a heart to heart with Alice, and there was no other way to speak to her privately but in person.

I asked Brittany one more time the night before I was to fly out.

"Are you sure you're okay with me offering this to her? You don't even know her, and it's perfectly fine if you don't want to sign up for this drama."

Britt had been cuddling with me, absently tracing little circles on my chest with her finger. She was so cute when she went off into her own world.

She took a minute to really think about it again, but answered the same as ever.

"Yes, I'm sure.

"If your parents are as awful as they sound she's never going to get out without you. If she treats us poorly or doesn't do anything to better herself we can deal with that when it happens."

Britt was the exact opposite of my family. She was gentle, well mannered, thoughtful, kind… everything I couldn't have ever hoped for if I had stayed in my shitty home town living a shitty life. Her parents were dream in-laws, too. Sure they were the rich country club type, but they raised Brittany to be charitable, and kind to everyone she met. They didn't see me as a poor kid with no future, they saw me for who I was, a young man struggling to become a doctor. They offered to help me out more than once, but I don't want to be in debt to anyone, especially not future in-laws. At least, at the time I thought they were going to be such. How was I to know that this trip was going to derail my future so badly?

I was wrapped up in my own thoughts so much I hadn't noticed those concentric circles making their way down my stomach. Brittany's soft fingers slid under the sheets.

Her eyes closed slowly as she let out a warm sigh. Her breath tickled my neck.

"Too bad we'll have to be quiet while Alice lives here." she said, gently wrapping her somehow constantly warm fingers around me.

She put one leg over me, still on her side, head on my shoulder.

I looked down to see her nipples harden under her silky pink night gown, the hem had moved up above her hip, exposing her porcelain thigh, which was shifting slightly as her hips moved.

Her lips were blushed and parted, her gaze didn't meet mine.

She stroked me gently as I arose. I reached down her back and cupped her behind with one hand while the other found itself moving the top of her night dress to expose her blushing pink nipples.

She let out a little moan when I made my own little circles against her, and moved her body closer to mine, gently rubbing her uncovered private area against me.

She was warm.

"One for the road, huh?" I said, smiling.

She patted me on the chest and turned away, pretending that she was embarrassed. I had been her first, and she was still very shy about sex, but I caught the grin on her face just before she put her back against me.

"Ohh honey," I said, rolling over to be the big spoon.

I stroked her strawberry blonde curls before I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer, pulling her hips close so she could feel my arousal.

She let out a happy little sigh as she pushed against me encouragingly, and moved one hand between her legs, and the other against her chest to continue where I had left off.

She rubbed herself against me, leaving my tip warm and wet, but just shy of pushing inside.

I bit her shoulder softly as I pushed in. She pretended to resist a little, but I felt her heat envelop me tightly.

She moaned again as I slid my own fingers down between her legs, petting her slick little mound. Her legs opened hesitantly as her whole body went from a porcelain white to a pink blush for just a brief moment.

I pushed a little deeper as I pet her, my other arm wrapped around her to help with her other nipple.

I heard her approval.

"Mmmmmm."

Brittany was still very new to sex. She was still so shy. All the boys had tried get a piece of her probably since before she even grew breasts, and I knew I was lucky to taste her forbidden fruit.

Sometimes it was hard to be gentle.

I pushed a little harder against her and she didn't resist. Instead she arched her back, taking me in deeper.

I got up off my side onto my knees and picked her up. I loved how light she was.

She giggled as I put her on all fours, and she looked over her shoulder at me.

^{"Fuck me,"} she whispered.

"What was that?" I asked. Seeing her embarrassed but wanting eyes drove me crazy. I wanted to hear it again.

^{"F-fuck me."}

"Baby, I can't hear you."

"Fuck me," she breathed as she pulled her night gown over her head, trying to keep eye contact "now."

I pushed back into her, harder than I should have. Her pink lips swelled and flooded around me as she let out a little cry. I grabbed her chest and thrust into her again, pulling her tight little hips against me, hitting my hips against her pert little cheeks.

She resisted for just a moment, sometimes she would freeze up but she always told me to keep going. This time it was only for a moment. She loved when I made her my rag doll.

She felt amazing. I pushed in and out hard while I took her hand and guided it between her legs. I felt her come alive the moment her fingers made contact, and saw her other hand grasp the sheets as she braced herself.

I put one hand on her shoulder and used my knees to bump her legs wider, she obliged.

I fucked her hard, and I could feel her tightening. Her breath was quickening and her hips were starting to do that uncontrolled shake that I loved so much.

Now, I'm not proud of this, but every time I feel her starting I think back to my old shitty life, and I look down at Brittany, sweating and crying out for me. It excites me to think of how my life was shitty and lonely and then to look down at the rich little daddy's girl hungrily taking in my cock.

I don't let up, and I hear her gasp.

She knows what I like, and even though it embarrassed her I knew she liked it, too.

"I'm gonna…" she whispered through heavy breathing.

I kept going.

"I'm almost…"

She was so tight I wouldn't even be able to get inside of her if it weren't for the hot slick wetness practically pouring out of her.

"Oh god…" she gasped.

"Say it," I grunted, as I kept fucking her shaking little rich girl body.

She resisted, and I pulled her hair, making her head tilt up.

"Say it," I repeated firmly.

She cried out "I'm coming! Oh god I'm coming!" as she imploded around me, shaking so hard I had to dig my fingers into her hips to keep her tight little tail in the air while she tried to collapse.

I wasn't done yet. I kept fucking her, but harder and faster. Sometimes I forget to care if I'm hurting her.

Her juices were trickling down her thighs and she was making noises that were somewhere in between moaning and screaming.

I couldn't take it any more. I pushed my hardest and hit her deepest spots as I unleashed inside her. She tensed again and tried to push away, but with one hand holding her hips up and the other pushing her face in the pillow she couldn't do much to stop me, nor did she really want to. I could hear her screaming into the pillow as I pushed past her threshold.

When we were done she fell asleep in my arms like always. She whispered that she loved me as she nodded off.

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The next morning she pulled up next to my terminal to drop me off. We had awoken late and didn't even have time to shower. She had thrown on a dress and jumped into the car to get me there just in time.

"Ugh. This is it." I said, not wanting to get out of the car.

"You'll be home soon," she smiled "but just so you don't forget me…"

Brittany looked around to make sure no one was watching, and hiked up her skirt. I watched in shock as my very poised little lady peeled her panties off, slid them down her legs, and handed them to me.

"They're a little wet." she blushed.

We shared one last kiss before I got out of the car and on to the plane ride that I had no idea was going to ruin my life.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/3pz66i/going_away_party