Erotic Fiction

What a difference a love makes

As the snow fell, Lillian was someplace warm. She was in John’s room. It was a place that she loved to be. John was nibbling on her neck. Her body tingled as he slid his tongue slowly down. He licked and bit her nipples and she felt a warm, wet rush build between her legs.
She reached down and felt his hard cock underneath his boxer shorts. She unbuttoned his pants and took his swollen member with her hand. She pumped slowly and softly and felt the first beads of his cum drip slowly out. John moaned and ran his fingers down her stomach and into her panties. She shuddered with pleasure as John ran his finger lightly along her wet slit and slid it slowly inside her. He moved down, with one finger sliding in and out slowly, and kissed her inner thigh. John’s tongue was so warm as he ran it in circles on her inner thigh and gradually brought it to her clit. It was hard and sticking up a little bit as he took it in his mouth and sucked on it lightly, giving her a little blow job. She started grinding against him now, pushing herself against his wet mouth and finger that was filling her up. She felt herself starting to melt.
“Do you want me to feel inside you?” purred John. She wanted nothing more.
“Fill me up, baby.” she begged him. She could not stand it. She wanted his big cock inside her. She wanted to be fucked, hard.
John took her panties with his mouth and pulled them down her legs and off slowly. Then he revealed himself. She looked at his hard cock. It was quivering and ready to fill her up.
Lillian loved John’s cock. It was so beautiful. It was so wonderful. Every time she saw it, it made her wet and wild with desire. She grasped it with her hands and pulled him towards her. She gasped as he entered her. She beckoned him, contracting her muscles and holding him tight. John’s hard cock made its way slowly all the way inside her. She squealed as he filled her up to the brim and went as deep as anything possible. She felt the veins on his hard cock rubbing against her wet walls. She felt the head of his penis grow larger inside her.
John increased the pace, sliding in and out of her quickly. The vibrations went up and down her body. His large testicles slapped against her tight ass. She was getting fucked and she loved every minute of it. His hard body slammed against hers and she began to lose control. They moaned together. John desperately brought his lips to hers and she tasted his kiss and sucked on his tongue.
They moved together, as one, irresistibly entwined. Lillian could feel her mans cock swell inside her, getting ready to burst and coat her with its warm juices. She squeezed on him even harder, and she felt her pussy drip and melt around him. It was overwhelming now. She could not take it.
“Fuck me harder. Come inside me now.” She reached around and grabbed John’s tight ass, pulling him towards her as hard as she could. She could not stand it now.
They came together. They clutched at each other desperately, pulled each other, smothered each other. Johns prick exploded inside her, his warmth penetrating her to the core as she shuddered uncontrollably and felt herself melt around him in wave after wave of mind blowing ecstasy.
They were both breathing hard and John collapsed on top of her, leaving his huge pulsing member swimming deep within her dripping pussy.
“I have to go,” Lillian said, as they lay afterwards, smoking a cigarette and basking in the glory of their satisfaction.
“Ok. Will you come over later?” John asked.
“I don’t think so’, Lillian said. “We’re still broken up. I love this but it can not be the way that it was. I do not want a relationship. Maybe someday, when you start to take care of yourself better and can actually take care of someone. I‘d like to see you every now and then but not in any form of a relationship.”
“Lillian, listen. I cant -” John closed his eyes, resigning himself to not saying what he was just about to, and, with a slight hesitation, said “You had better go, then.”
Lillian dressed quickly, gave John a good bye kiss which seemed to her as only half-heartedly returned, and made her way out his front door and on to the street. She began to walk rather vigorously. She was agitated after all of that. She loved him still, after all their problems. His hard member always brought her back. She needed it, craved it. She became wet as she walked just thinking about it. But what should she do? She needed to do something else with her life. As much as she loved John filling her up in a way that no one ever has, she could not stand the thought of living her whole life without knowing if there was one that could fill her up even more. She needed to talk to Craig.
Craig was Lillian’s best friend. They had known each other since they were very young. Her first memory of him was when he threw a water balloon at her from his tree fort, proclaiming
“No girls allowed.”
She was furious and climbed as fast as she could, burst into his tree fort, and made to throttle him for all he was worth.
“Wow”, Craig exclaimed as he nimbly skipped around the fort, easily evading her grasp, “I’ve never seen a girl who could climb that well. You can be allowed.”
Craig’s deep blue eyes and easy smile caught Lillian off guard even then. She was, from that day forward, an honorary boy and they would meet in that tree house nearly every day for the next many years, first to talk about how to get rid of the girls in their neighborhood, then to move onto every topic friends discuss as they grow together.
Nothing had ever happened between them, though Lillian suspected thought about it often and suspected Craig did as well. Late evening discussions had often left them in each others arms, holding each other tightly for reassurance against the big world that they lived in.
The 2 of them were in their late 20’s but still made visits together to sit in the fort and talk whenever one, or the both of them, had something that needed discussion.
It was in the fort that Craig met her that day, a huge smile on his face.
“How are you, girl. It’s been awhile. How’s old what’s-his-name?”
“Oh, Craig. I guess I didn’t tell you. I left him. I just can not be with him now, even though I guess I still want to be. It’s just so hard to do what is right these days, you know.”
Craig did know. He always knew. His smile vanished immediately and he held her, like he always did, in the way that let her know that everything was alright.
Lillian brushed Craig’s curly black hair back and saw him then, as if for the first time. He was very handsome and very successful. He had always been there for her, despite the times she had been a self-declared bitch. He had always been the friend that John never was. John loved her and cared immensely, she knew. They had never had such a connection, though. Craig never expected sex in return for his efforts. His only hope, it seemed, was to make her smile.
She buried her head in his chest and felt the muscles ripple beneath it. Then she felt a marvelous bulge press against her. Maybe she had felt it before but had not noticed. Maybe she wanted to notice now.
“Oh, Craig” she gasped and before she knew what she was doing, she had her lips on his and was overwhelmed by the taste and beauty of his tongue.
They kissed for what seemed like hours. She ground herself into him, feeling the bulge grow even larger. Finally, Lillian drew her lips away and looked into her friends eyes. His beautiful eyes.
Craig smiled, knowingly, as if he had planned the whole thing. Without a word, he took her hand and led her up the rickety steps of the old tree fort. The minute they were at the top of the stairs, Lillian was on him. She grabbed him and pushed him to the ground and then jumped on top of him She took hold of the collars of his white shirt and ripped, popping each button off and sending them flying in all directions.
Craig was doing the same thing. He pulled her down to him, pushing each sleeve of her pea coat off of her shoulders and then grabbing it and tossing it away. He unbuttoned each of her buttons slowly and buried his face against her chest. He kissed her breasts, moving her bra slowly down to expose each one.
It was freezing outside but Lillian got hotter than a microwave with each kiss. She felt his hard cock aching to be free of its confines. She wanted him inside her, to feel him so deeply, to know him in a way that she never had He ground himself into her, his mountainous bulge massaging her and she felt herself explode with a wet warmth.
Lillian could not control it now. She pushed him down, undid his buttons and exposed his huge, throbbing member. She felt light headed as she saw how big his cock was and how ready it was for her. She pushed her panties aside and came down on him hard. His cock slid in easily and she gasped as it filled her. It was overwhelming. She came down on him, again and again, but never fast enough. She ached as she felt his cock slide in and out. She came up too high and his penis slid out. Lillian screamed with frustration. She grabbed it and came down on it even harder. She felt it throb as it entered her again. Craig moaned and pulled her down to him, running his fingers through her hair and kissing her neck and breasts desperately. His penis filled her and he moaned,
“Oh I’m cumming. You fuck me so good. I’m cumming so fucking hard.”
She felt him explode. She felt his hot load shoot up inside her. That was all it took. She came, wave after wave of screaming ecstasy. She melted around him and collapsed on to him. They were both sweating and breathing heavily.
“I have been waiting for that for a long time, girl.” Craig said. “I knew you wanted me. I knew that we could be perfect together.”
Lillian smiled at him and kissed him deeply. But even then, with his hard cock still pulsating inside her, she knew that it had been a mistake. He was her friend, not her lover. As confused and stressed by her whole situation as she was, even right then she knew that Craig could be nothing more than a friend.
“I’m sorry, Craig. I shouldn’t have done that. This is just a very confusing time right now.” she said.
Craig ran his fingers through her hair.
“I think this is the only thing that has made sense in a long time.” he said.
“You have been with that jerk. I watched him treat you like crap but never said anything because I know that you loved him. I’m just glad that you finally found out so we can be what we always could have been.”
“John is not a jerk. He loves me more than anyone ever has.” Lillian jumped off Craig now. She felt his hot load slide down her leg and she shuddered.
“If you’re such a good friend, you should have told me how you felt about it instead of just sitting there and watching me live in something you thought was terrible.”
Craig stood up and reached for her. Lillian stepped away.
“Lil, I just wanted you to be happy, even if it was not with me.”
“So you wanted this the whole time? As close as we have ever been, that was your only motive?”
“For us to be together, to be happy, like you always were when you were with me? Yes. I guess that it was.”
Lillian could not even look at him now. It was all he had ever wanted. The friendship was nothing more than an effort by him to be with her. Even years ago, he would always ask her to kiss him, even ask her to lift up her shirt. It was a game then or so Lillian thought. She never thought of him in that way and what happened just then should not have happened.
“I’m sorry, Craig” she said.
“I….I have to go.”
She began to descend the steps of the tree house.
“Wait. Lillian, wait. This is all I have ever wanted. Don’t take it away now.”
Tears began pouring down Lillian’s cheeks. It was not right. It was not the way it was supposed to go. John was supposed to make her happy. John did make her happy. Only by hearing these words from Craig did she actually realize it.
John was watching television and cursing himself. Why couldn’t she be with him? Why was it so damn hard? It did not seem to be that hard when they met. Throughout the relationship, all he had done was what he thought was right. Why couldn’t it be the way it used to? They both seemed so happy.
John was happy now, though. He loved her but he had not been wasting his time. Screw her for leaving it open like that. She came over whenever she was horny it seemed and that was it. He was still emotionally involved and she was not. He felt used and hurt and made the decision awhile ago to not let that happen to him.
There was a ring at the door bell. Who could it be now? It was almost 2 in the morning. John played around with the idea of hiding and not answering the door. His mind got the better of him, though, as he began to think it might be a friend in trouble or, maybe even better, Lillian, struck with grief and wanting him back.
He made his way to the door and it was her. Lillian’s eyes were wet with tears and she burst in the door as soon as John opened it and held him tightly.
“I made a terrible mistake,’ Lillian said, crying uncontrollably now. “I want nothing more than to be with you forever and ever. I am so sorry, baby.”
She looked up into his eyes.
“Please take me back. I promise myself to you for the rest of my life. I can’t live without you.”
John looked at her and smiled but Lillian saw that he had a worried look in his eyes.
They were still standing in the doorway. Lillian was reveling in her epiphany and was covering his face with little kisses This was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She knew that now and felt herself start to drip at the very thought of it.
Just then, a car pulled into the driveway. A very pretty girl got out and walked up to where the two of them were standing. John became rigid and moved several steps away from Lillian. She saw that he started to shake.
“Hey baby. Surprise!’ this girl said, addressing John.
“Hey, baby girl. I didn’t know you were coming tonight. I thought you would not be back from your trip until tomorrow” John said and walked over to her and kissed her just as he had just kissed Lillian.
Lillian could not believe what she was witnessing. “Baby girl” is what he called her and only her.
“Yeah, I thought I would surprise you. I can’t stand when I am not with you. My work ended early and I have been racing for most of the day to make it here to you.”
“Who is this?” Lillian screamed. She was utterly amazed about what she was seeing right in front of her.
The two of them, with their arms around each other, turned to face her.
“Lillian, this is Natasha. She is wonderful. We met after you left me. I did not think you would ever come back and could not just wait for that someday you always mentioned, when you might be able to stand me and want this relationship. I have told you that I do not ever have that time. She treats me right and is not afraid of what I have to offer.”
Lillian began to cry, now. She collapsed in front of the two of them.
“I am sorry, Lillian. I wanted you more than anything else in the world but it is hard when that feeling is not reciprocated. I have been waiting for you to come back for a long time. I have been hoping that you would show up on my door one day and do what you have just done. You just waited too long.”
John and Natasha went inside and closed the door behind them. Lillian sat on the front step for most of that night. At times, she heard a moan of pleasure as Natasha felt John’s muscle fill her, and cried as she thought that it could have been her in his arms, could have been her that he was filling up. As the sun was rising, she stood up, dried her eyes, and walked slowly down the street.
“I will never love anyone if I can not have him.” She said softly to herself. “I will wait for him forever.”
She was good with her resolve and died, many years later, alone. Her last thought brought the last of the many tears she had shed throughout her lonely life. She remembered the time she made the fateful decision to push away the love of her life.