Our break being over felt like a weight put back on me. From a stress-free trip to a very stressful time as finals approach. At least we get almost a month off for winter break, and from what Arthur has been texting me, I have something to look forward to as he’s planning something super special for the two of us. Part of me feels bad not bringing Chani, as I’d love to spend that time with her, but I’m sure me being with Arthur is awkward enough as it is, and I don’t want to make it any worse for her. She says she doesn’t mind, and though I believe her, I just can’t imagine being okay with it myself.
I was relieved when she told me that she plans to stay with only me as long as I fulfill her, as I don’t know how I feel about her being with someone else. I know it’s selfish and backward, as she lets me be with someone else, but I just don’t feel right about my partner being with someone else.
Speaking of my someone else, I’m currently packing for my weekend stay with Arthur. My deliveries had arrived at Arthur’s, so I didn’t have to bring as much this time except the makeup I wanted to keep over there and some pairs of shoes I’m okay not having here, as well as underwear. I’m having to split up my nice underwear at two places for my two special someones.
Not long afterward, Arthur arrived and picked me up. We kissed like usual before he drove off in the direction of his place. We drove in silence for a while before Arthur finally stopped at a red light and looked over at me.
“Everything okay, Malia? You seem quiet today.”
“I’m okay.” I showed him my best smile, hoping he’d believe me.
In all honesty, I was really nervous. I had finally gotten on birth control, and after doing stuff with Chani, I was ready to take the next step with Arthur. I was just nervous about how things would unfold. Arthur has been nothing but understanding, and I’m certain he will be during this, but I can’t help but to think of all the things that could go wrong.
“I suppose if you say so.” He didn’t seem to really believe me. “Just know if something happened, you can talk to me.”
“Thanks, Arthur.” I looked over at him, touched by his sweetness. “I’m okay, though. Promise.”
It didn’t take us much time to arrive at his place, where I planned on broaching the topic. In my dream world, he’d magically know, and we wouldn’t have to talk about it, but I wanted to be sure to make my intentions and consent clear for him.
“So…” I scuffed my foot on the ground, nervously swaying and not making eye contact. “What are we doing?”
“Dinner first. As long as you haven’t already eaten.” He smiled back at me, leading me into the kitchen. “I haven’t, at least.”
“Nor have I.” I shook my head, taking a seat on one of the stools, watching him as he started dinner.
“Works out then.” Arthur surveyed what he had in the fridge, asking me if anything sounded good or if we should order in. We agreed on some baked potatoes for the night. Nice and easy. “You sure something’s not bothering you, Malia?” Arthur asked again as I was now next to him, poking holes in the potatoes.
I sighed, putting the fork down. “Fine. There is something.”
“You can tell me.”
“I wanted to talk about this in a different way, less bluntly, I guess.” I dried my hands off on the towel. “But…” I trailed off, taking a deep breath, breaking eye contact. “I’m on birth control now. And Chani and I had sex for the first time on a trip. I now…want to do it with you if you want to do it with me.” I dared to glance up at him.
Arthur smiled softly at me, a slight smirk on his face. “That’s what’s been bothering you so much?”
“Well, when you say it like that…” I rubbed my arm, shrinking down slightly.
“Are you sure your friend…your girlfriend, will be okay with this?”
“She said she is.” I shrugged slightly, turning back to the counter and my attention back to the oven.
“It’s not that I don’t believe you, I just find it hard to believe.” He admitted, as we casually continued dinner.
“Me too sometimes. I’ve never been in a relationship, much less an open one, so I’m still getting use to it.”
“I can imagine.” Arthur nodded. “Well, I’m glad you told me about all of that, but are you sure that you’re ready?”
“Pretty sure.” I shrugged slightly. “At least decently.” I looked over at Arthur with a smile. “I’m sure.”
He chuckled. “I hope so.”
After finishing dinner, we moved to the living room, where we started eating after turning something to watch on.
“How are your classes going?” Arthur asked, sawing into his potato and cracking it open, before loading it with ingredients.
“Eh.” I shrugged, poking at my food with my fork. “Okay, I guess. I’m not looking forward to finals at all. Actually, I’m pretty stressed about it. I…never really wanted to go to college, but my parents wanted me to since my sister didn’t go, so here I am. Plus, I guess I need to be able to support myself someday since my parents can’t do it was this or get a job immediately, which I wanted to postpone as long as I could.”
“Working doesn’t have to be hell.” Arthur shook his head. “Isn’t there something you’d like to do?”
“Well, I guess I’m not sure 'cause I’ve obviously never done it, but I guess my dream job would be having an antique store. To get to find cool things and give them a loving home.”
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“You might be romanticizing that a bit, but I think it’d be a good fit for you. Why don’t you do that then, Malia?”
“I don’t have the money. And part of me doesn’t want to disappoint my parents, I guess. They’re the real ones who want me to be a psychologist.”
“Are you going to go through college not wanting to do it?”
“I guess.”
“Maybe you should reevaluate at some point. I would happily invest some money into getting you started.”
“Or maybe just a booth for now, like in an antique mall.” I smiled slightly at the thought. “But that’s a lot to ask of you and I’m not ready for that.”
“No rush.” He put his hands up in surrender. “But at least consider it, alright?”
“I will.” I nodded.
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After finishing dinner and cleaning up, Arthur and I settled down on the couch to watch a movie, cuddling. We made comments here and there, but for the most part it was just us watching the movie. I could feel the nerves rising as we got farther and farther into the movie, knowing the time was approaching. Arthur seemed mostly unphased by the revelation, but I hoped that inside he was excited, at least a little.
“Arthur.” I spoke his name as the credits began rolling and the ‘what to watch next’ popped up on the screen.
“Yeah, Mal.” His voice was husky, as his hand behind my head gently stroked me.
“I think it’s time now.” I looked over at him with a small smile.
“Where do you want to do it? In the bed?”
“Sure.” I nodded. We both stood up. I grabbed his hand and led him into the main bedroom.
“Let me grab a towel.” Arthur pulled away towards the bathroom.
“It’ll be fine. I don’t…have a hymen anymore. So, no blood.”
Arthur smiled, looking back over at me. “That’s fine, Mal.” He walked back over to me, running his fingers through my hair.
“It’s still my first time, though. With a man, at least.” I looked up at him.
“We’ll go slow.” He nodded, smiling down at me. “Come here.” He leaned in for a kiss, his lips pressing against mine. “I promise to be gentle.” He whispered as he pulled away.
I nodded before looking over at the bed and walking to it. I began stripping, glancing over at Arthur, who watched me a few moments before doing the same. After getting naked, I crawled on top of the bed, watching as he walked over towards me. He stroked himself a few times before I sat up and began helping him, his warm member in my palm.
He let out a soft moan, closing his eyes and putting his head back.
“Arthur. I’ve done stuff with sex toys before, but nothing really worked. I…” I trailed off, wanting to ask him if this was going to work for me, but stopped, not wanting him to feel like this was solely for my pleasure, as it’s much more to me.
“I think you’ll enjoy it.” He opened his eyes and looked back down at me. “I’ll do my best to have you enjoy it.”
“Thanks.” I smiled slightly.
“Toys can’t replace human touch. I can assure you of that much.” He touched my head softly. I leaned into his hand. “Are you ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.” I nodded, crawling back on the bed and spreading my legs.
“What a stunning view. A beautiful woman on my bed, ready for me.” He smiled as his eyes scanned over my body, causing me to blush deeply. “No sense in being embarrassed, Mal. It’s just me.” Arthur climbed on top of me to kiss me again, before pulling back. He grabbed my hips and slid me to the edge of the bed. “Do you want a countdown?” He lined himself up, rubbing his head through my lips a few time, wettening his dick with my fluids.
“No point.” I shook my head.
“As you wish.” He pushed himself inside of me, holding onto my thighs. He slid out most of the way before sliding back in. He repeated the process, not really illiticting too much out of me, if I’m honest. We continued like that for a while, until I finally got the courage to speak up.
“Harder.” I squeaked out.
Arthur smirked, looking down at me. “You sure you want that, Mal?” I nodded, prompting him to do exactly that as he began picking up speed. “Tell me to stop if I hurt you, alright?”
“I will.”
Arthur began going in and out faster, as well as harder than before. He also moved over top of me, reaching and collecting my hands above my head. He held them with one hand while his other hand began stimulating my clit.
This seemed to do the trick as it began feeling damn good. I closed my eyes and rested my head back on the bed. I liked this. Sure the pleasure, but more than that, feeling safe enough around him to do this.
I opened my eyes sleepily as I heard a few moans escape from Arthur. He seemed to be enjoying himself, as his eyes were also closed.
“Good girl.” He muttered out, causing my face to heat up. “Mal.” He moaned out my name. “Can you do something for me?”
“Umhm.”
He pulled himself out. “Turn over onto your hands and knees.”
I listened to the command, turning over and raising my ass up to him.
“Fuck. Perfect.” He pushed himself back inside, before grabbing a handful of hair and pulling my head back. “I’m not hurting you, am I?”
“No. I like it.”
Arthur chuckled. “Good girl. How do you feel?”
“Good.” I smiled. “A lot better.”
“You’re so wet right now. And when you clench…” He moaned out again. Arthur picked up speed again, slamming into me, almost causing me to fall over, forcing me to hold onto the comforter. He removed himself once more before kneeling down and licking my vagina, his tongue dipping inside a few times. I tightly gripped the sheets as he continued to stimulate me, making me bury my face in the blankets to keep the moans from slipping out. Right when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he stopped standing back up. I glanced back at him to ask what he was going to do next, but without warning, he pushed himself aggressively back inside, causing me to melt.
I let out a moan, falling onto my shoulders where waves of pleasure hit me.
“Fucking hell, Mal.” His voice sounded miles away as everything faded away for a while. When I finally came back to it, I could feel warm cum shoot onto my ass. “You came, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” I meekly answered.
“Told you you’d like it. Stay there. I’ll be right back.” Arthur left to the bathroom, returning with a towel, which he wiped me off with. “Let’s go take a bath and cuddle.”
“Sounds perfect to me.”
Arthur poured us a bath before we crawled into the hot water, his body pressed against mine. “Mal.” He purred my name. “You taste like a goddamn angel. Anytime you want to fuck, just let me know.”
I smiled to myself, running my hand down his leg, feeling his dick twitch against my ass. “I’m sure we’ll be doing a lot of it.”
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