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The Flower

"He's your brother's best friend", I think to myself while I figure out what to wear. I think we'd had a crush on each other for years but Pat had always been busy with work and the timing just never seemed to work in our favor. I'd known him since I was 12 and he was 18 so he'd seen me go through some pretty awkward years.

My brother, Ben, met him in boot camp and they had both quickly risen through the Marine ranks, serving several tours between them. I was extremely proud of them but I had been fighting an attraction to Pat for years which made it hard to be around him when he was home. I had decided to throw a small party and I was extremely nervous. Well, it wasn't really a party since it was just my brother and his wife, Pat and I, along with a few friends.

A quick glance at the clock has me rushing to find something to wear before my first guests arrived so I grab a pair of shorts, and a tank top. On a whim I pull on a matching lacy bra and thong set, and throw my mop of curls on top of my head in a loose bun before touching up my makeup. While I wasn't beautiful, or even sexy, I had curves where they should be and my green eyes went with my strawberry blonde hair. At 5'4", I wasn't very tall and my boobs were on the small side but my last boyfriend had never seemed to mind so I generally didn't either. I guess you could say I was the girl next door and I was okay with that.

I'm just putting the finishing touches to my make-up and slipping on my flip flops when I hear my front door open, "Em! Where are you? Don't tell me you're not ready! Was I right, Sarah? I told you she'd be late to her own party!"

My brother hates it when I'm late but I just take it in stride, laugh, and holler back that I'll be right out. By the sound of the beer top popping, I'd guess that Ben found the booze and was already relaxing out on the deck before I even make it out there. Sarah was working on a wine cooler and was unloading an ice chest full of food that her husband had carried out for her. I never understood why she never opened her own restaurant because she was an amazing cook. I wasn't a bad cook either, but I hate cooking for myself and usually ate soup or sandwiches for lunch and dinner.

"Hey, sis! What's happenin?" I hear as I step out onto the deck, popping the top on my beer before grabbing my sunglasses. Ben has our dad's muscular build but our mom's Irish looks. He carried it better than I ever had and always had dates through school and boot camp until he'd met Sarah at a mutual friend's wedding. I loved Sarah and she quickly became the sister that I never had. We were best friends and had spent countless hours talking about anything and everything.

When I stick my tongue out at him, he just laughs and steps into the yard to play with Iggy, my 6 year old Golden Retriever. Ben had insisted that I get a dog when I had bought my house and Iggy had become a great companion. Pat and Ben had installed the fence along with deadbolts and an alarm system saying that I was better safe than sorry. Sometimes I felt smothered but I knew they were worried about me living by myself and I loved them for it.

"Hey, Sarah! I gotta show you my newest rose bush!" I was a gardener by hobby and a landscaper by trade so I was head over heels in love with plants and was lucky that my sister-in-law enjoyed them as well. I enthusiastically grab her hand and pull her to the side of the house.

"Emily! The roses are gorgeous. Where did you find it?"

"My neighbor down the street was downsizing her flower beds and asked if I wanted it. I've never seen one this color so I said yes. It smells so good....."

"It's gorgeous," I hear a deep voice say behind me.

I almost spill my beer when I jump, not expecting Pat to be here yet. I had thought that he was going to be late but here he is standing next to me with a beer already in his hand.

"Um, thanks," I stutter before Sarah excuses herself to go find Ben to get the grill started, winking at me as she goes.

"I'm glad you made it. I thought you had to work late today?"

He leans against the house and looks down at me before answering, "I stayed late last night and was able to get most of it done so I could be here. Thanks for inviting me. I've been looking forward to it all week." I can't see his eyes through his sunglasses but I see his head move slightly as if he's checking me out.

"My pleasure. I'm glad you made it. Ben and Sarah just got here so you haven't missed much."

"Pat!!!!!! Bro!! Glad you made it! Sarah says I gotta start the grill but that I had to wait until you got here. Something about setting my eyebrows on fire before....." Pat grins while the men throw their arms around each other and pound each other's backs. You'd think they hadn't seen each other in months but they work together every day at the nearby Marine base.

"Hey Emily! You're phones ringing!" Sarah yells.

I run across the yard and jump the steps two at a time before my phone stops ringing only to hear that my other guests had to cancel because their little boy was sick.

"Send my love to Bobby and I hope he gets better soon. Tell him Iggy's waiting for him to play with her. I just got her a new rope knot but she won't play with me. Guess I'm just chopped liver," I smile down at Iggy who is leaning against my leg looking up at me when she hears her name.

"Sure thing, Emily. We'll talk later, ok?" I hang up and set the phone on the patio table.

"Well, I guess it's just us four. Sue and Carl had to cancel. I guess Bobby caught a stomach bug and can't keep anything down." I say as I turn to the others.

"Aw, that's too bad. Poor little guy. I hope he gets better soon," Sarah says.

"Sorry, Iggy. You're stuck with Ben, girl," I say as I reach down to scratch her ears. Her tongue finds my wrist and gives it a quick lick before she trots off to find Ben. "Traitor," I mutter and shake my head as she runs to pick up her bone and drops it in front of his feet.

"I can't help it that I'm a chick magnet, sis. The girl knows what she wants."

I pick up my beer top and throw it at him. "Owww! What was that for?"

"Just because." I catch Sarah and Pat's grins at our antics and grin back.

//

"Thanks for having us, Em. Sarah has to work in the morning so we'd better get on outta here."

"Anytime. Call me when you get off work, Sarah. Maybe we'll meet for drinks this week if you can make it."

"Sure. Love ya."

"Love ya, too."

I was disappointed that they had to leave so early but Sarah was a nurse at the hospital and worked a lot of weird hours. Pat had fallen asleep on the patio and I wondered if I should wake him up or just let him sleep. It was a warm night but I worried about the bugs so I decided that I'd better wake him sooner versus later so he can go home to bed and avoid being eaten alive. Sarah had helped me clean up so there wasn't much for me to do but I was feeling nervous being here by myself with Pat. I could count the number of times on one hand that we'd been alone together and none had been longer than a few minutes.

I pause to stare at him in the moonlight as I walk by. He was very muscular and seemed taller than 5'10". I think it was his confidence that made him seem bigger than he was. Even pushing 40, he was still fit and trim and there were just a couple of grey hairs showing at his temples. I wondered why he had never married but had never had the courage to ask him, figuring he'd tell me if he ever wanted me to know. From what I could gather, he was just too busy.

I was just finishing wiping down the counters when the patio door opens and closes. I decide to play it cool and wring out the rag before turning to look at him and hear Iggy clicking across the tiles to her bed and her soft grunt as she settles in. Ben had worn her out and she'd probably be snoring within five minutes.

Our words overlap each other as we rush to fill the silence. "Thanks for coming."

"I should go."

Silence fills the air while we just stand there, neither one of us knowing what to do or say until he finally makes a move towards the hallway. "Do you mind if I use your bathroom before I hit the road?"

"No, go ahead."

"Idiot," I think to myself. Why can't I think of anything smart to talk to him about? I've never been great at flirting either so any attempts I've made have been disastrous. I've had boyfriends, and was even engaged once until we had called it off, so I wasn't virginal or naive.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I failed to hear Pat until he was right beside me and I jump when he touches my shoulder.

"You okay? You looked pretty lost in thought there."

"Yeah. Just got lost in my head again," I say with a laugh.

"I had a great time." I'm getting the sense that he wants to say more but I don't want to push him.

"You're welcome here anytime, Pat," I say and feel my heart start to pound.

"Emily?"

"Yeah?"

He steps closer to me before I can answer, forcing me to look up at him.

"Do I make you nervous?"

I'm not sure how to answer him because it's not that he makes me nervous. I'm just so incredibly attracted to him and I'm not sure that he sees me as anything other than a kid sister.

"No," I softly say as he steps close enough to me that I can feel his body heat and smell his aftershave.

"Are you sure? You know I would never hurt you, right?" His soft brown eyes are searching mine as he waits for my answer.

"I know you won't."

"I've been wanting to be alone with you for a long time, but I wasn't sure you felt the same way."

His voice has deepened and he is so quiet that I have to strain to hear him. I feel like my heart will pound out of my chest, I am so excited but I'm afraid to do anything to rush what I hope will happen.

Pat's gaze stays on mine as I feel his hands slide up my arms to settle around my shoulders. His hands are warm and before I can think about it too much I slide my arms up around his neck, silently telling him that I'm okay with whatever happens.

In a split second he's crushing my body to his, his arms sliding around my back and behind my head to angle it better for a kiss, his tongue quickly claiming mine as they slide together. My pussy is pulsing and I can feel his cock hardening against my stomach through his shorts.

I had no idea he'd be this lusty as we cling to the other, his hard thigh slipping between my legs to hold me up as my knees weaken. He moves my head around like he owns me but I don't mind because I've never been kissed this passionately or this intensely. I think our teeth clink together a couple of times and I only faintly feel his stubble scraping my face as we move.

I pull back to take a breath and feel his teeth nipping my ears and his tongue running down my neck. "Let's go to my room," I manage to gasp out before his lips find mine again. This time he pulls back and untangles himself from me before taking my hand and leading me down the hallway only to push me against the wall as soon as we get past the doorway.

It's like he can't get enough of me and his words come out as grunts as he sucks on my neck and nibbles his way back to my lips. He hands roam down my sides, finding my wrists so he can pull my arms up and over my head, pinning my wrists with one hand while he works to unbutton my shorts with the other. I feel them slacken and pool around my ankles and I automatically step out of them. His fingers start to dip into the front of my thong and then he pauses and asks, "Is this what you want? I'm so sorry, Emily. I never even stopped to ask if this was okay. I can stop."

"Please, Pat. Don't stop. Please..." I beg because I think that I'll die if he stops now.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

"Fuck yes!" I grunt and push my pelvis against his retreating fingers. "I want you..."

He finds the top of my thong again and traces the outline, his lips return to my ears and neck, alternating between biting and sucking as I start to pant with need. "Let me touch you..." I whisper and he immediately lets my wrists go so I can run my hands up and under his t-shirt to feel his flat abs and muscular chest and he makes quick work of his shirt so I can explore his body.

His fingers slip under my thong and I gasp when I feel his thick fingers touching my smooth pussy lips and grazing my clit before pulling them back out to run them over my ass cheeks, pushing me harder against him. I release him long enough to pull my tank top off, my bra close behind, and toss them across the room before I slide my arms back up around his neck to pull him to me for another wet kiss.

"You are so sexy, Em," he manages to get out before lifting me up so I have to wrap my legs around him to balance myself. My arms hold onto his neck while he uses one hand to hold me up, the other snaking between us to unbutton his shorts and to work the zipper down, slowly working them down his muscular legs until he's standing in nothing but his underwear, his cock pressing up against my clit. My eyes close and I throw my head back at the contact, grinding against him.

"Please, baby, please....," I beg and feel him reach down with one hand to push his underwear down enough to free his cock, then reach between my legs to push my thong to the side so he can nudge the swollen head up against my opening. I know that this is the point of no return and I pull back from our kiss to look him in the eye as he pushes up into me, making me yelp in surprise at the intense pressure and pleasure. It's not that it hurts, I know that I'm wet enough because I can feel the stickiness, it's just that I know I'm tight since it had been a couple of months since I'd last had sex with anything other than my fingers.

"You okay?" he grunts, not moving until I say something.

"Yeah, just give me a minute," I whisper against his shoulder, feeling him shaking slightly from the effort of not moving and holding my weight up and against the wall. Once I get comfortable I start to move against him, feeling his girth and length and finding what works for me. "Hang on," he grunts a second before he thrusts up into me, then again, making me yelp and groan at the same time.

I hang on for dear life as he fucks my pussy like there's no tomorrow, pounding up into me for a few minutes until he spins me around and lays me on the bed. He pulls out long enough to yank down his briefs and I struggle out of my thong before he is on top of me again, plunging in hard and deep. He's a bit bigger than I'm used to but in no time I'm groaning against his neck, biting and sucking just like he had done to me earlier.

He's panting and groaning in my ear, thrusting up into my pussy and I can feel he's not going to last long. A minute later he pulls back from me, pulling his cock out at the same time before taking it in his hand to pump it. I decide that I want to taste him and scramble up onto my hands and knees to take his pulsing cock into my mouth seconds before he shoots his load, his groans long and loud. I can taste my own tangy juices on him while I suck his hard cock across my tongue, tasting the first spurt of cum before I quickly swallow and take another larger shot. It feels like he hasn't cum in a while because he just keeps cumming, making me swallow fast to keep from choking.

I feel his hands on either side of my head, gently urging me to suck him dry. I slow down my hand that had reached up to stroke his cock while I suck and feel the last weak pulses as he finishes. I think that he might pull out so I keep sucking, feeling him soften in my mouth and hearing his groans get quieter until I finally pull back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

"I never would have thought that you swallowed, Em," he says in wonder, collapsing on the bed next to me, pulling me down to him so he can spoon me and nuzzle my neck.

"I didn't, until tonight," I reply. It's the truth too. I've never minded the taste of a man's cum but I had never sucked a man after he had just fucked me and then swallowed everything he had. I could still taste the heavy, nutty taste in my mouth as I feel the last of it going down my throat.

"Really?"

My head turns so I can look at him out of the corner of my eye to judge his reaction but all I see is a huge grin on his face. "Yep."

We're quiet for a couple of minutes, our breathing slowing down, his arms wrapped around me. I'm not ready for the night to be over yet and start to grind my ass into his limp cock. "Can you get hard again?" I ask with a grin.

"Hmmm....I think that I can manage it. What do you have in mind?" He says into my neck and I feel his hand move up to cup my breast, lightly pinching my nipple, sending a shot of pleasure to my pussy. I've always loved having my nipples played with and it has always been a huge turn-on for me. When I moan, I feel him move and before I can turn my head, he is moving me onto my stomach and then raising my ass up so my head and chest are flat on the bed. I feel exposed and am not sure that I like what's happening when I feel his teeth bite one ass cheek and then the other. I jump, not expecting to be bitten, and then moan when I feel one of his fingers explore my wet pussy lips and hard clit. I've yet to cum and wonder what he's going to do to me.

I jump again and then moan when I feel his tongue start to explore my ass crack, moving down to swipe it across my puckered hole and then lower to lap at my pussy juices. Over and over he does this until I start thrusting back onto his tongue, wanting more but not knowing how to say it. I feel him shift, so I rise up onto my hands and I look down underneath me to see that he is flat on his back, his face directly underneath my pussy. His hands reach around me to press me down onto his waiting tongue and I let out a low curse word when he sucks my clit into his mouth. One of his fingers continues its exploration of my ass and every so often I feel it dip into my pussy to coat it with my juices before moving back up to lightly probe it.

I've never had anal sex before, and nobody has ever played with my ass like he just did and I'm finding myself getting more and more turned on as he does. I briefly wonder if we might try anal sex sometime before he plunges two fingers into my pussy and one into my ass, causing me to catch my breath in surprise. His mouth and tongue are working my clit and I hear his growl deep in his chest when I buck against him, seeking more friction. I'd been worked up all day, knowing that he would be at my house tonight and I knew I wasn't going to last long.

His mouth and fingers continue their assault on me and when he adds a second finger to my ass, I yell out in pleasure. I can feel my pussy tightening around his fingers and my clit is throbbing. I sit up so I'm sitting on his face and use my hands to squeeze my breasts together, pinching my nipples and sending shots of pleasure to my overworked vagina. I am so close but I can't seem to cum as easily as I usually do and I start to get frustrated, grinding on his face harder. He seems to sense that I'm having trouble cumming and sucks on my clit, pumping his fingers faster to help me along. I look down to see that he's staring back up at me, waiting to see what I'm going to do.

I want to cry when he pulls his mouth off of me. "Let's try something else, baby."

I'm so disappointed when he pulls his fingers out of me and slides out from underneath me.

"Come here," he growls, pulling me by the waist to the edge of the bed and lifting me onto the floor. My squeals of surprise turn to laughter when he lightly tickles my sides before he turns me around to face the bed. I glance behind me to see that his cock is as hard as it was when we started. Pat sees where I'm looking and laughs, "All for you, baby. Now turn around and stick that pretty little ass in the air."
I bend over with my hands on the bed, legs spreading, once again feeling exposed before I feel his hands on my nipples and his cock nudging into my pussy. "Oh baby, that feels so good," I say before he plunges into me. His cock is rubbing against my G-spot and I feel his balls hitting the inside of my thighs, my hand moving to touch my clit, making me gasp in pleasure as I feel my fingers slip around and over wet pussy.

His words are low in my ear as he fucks me long and deep, "I've waited so long to be able to touch you this way, Em. You're like a flower, sweetheart. A bud waiting to open and blossom into a beautiful, sexual woman."

I can't say or do anything but moan as I feel my orgasm getting closer. Pat slows his thrusts, sensing that I'm getting close and my fingers work my clit, pinching and rubbing until I reach the point of no return, feeling my pussy spasm around his cock, my pussy exploding with intense pleasure. I hear nothing as the biggest orgasm I've ever had rips through me, my back arches and my fingers still while I yell out my pleasure and convulse against him. I groaning while Pat pounds into me, not holding back now, riding my orgasm out with me.

It feels like an eternity but I know it's only minutes when I come back down from my high. My heart is pounding, pussy throbbing weakly around Pat's cock as he slows his thrusts.

"Baby, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen," he says before pulling out of me. I don't think that he's cum yet but I'm not sure until he lays back on the bed, pulling me on top of him. My legs spread over his hips and I lift up automatically to let him back into my dripping pussy. I've never felt so sexy in my life and I decide to seduce him with a move I had seen on porn.

"Wait until you see this," I say with a wink, reaching back to gently squeeze his balls before seductively raising my arms up over my head, running them down the back of my neck and throwing my head back. His hands find my hips as I find a rhythm and slowly rock back and forth on his cock. I can only hope that I look as sexy as I feel as I ride him, slow and steady, feeling a small orgasm approaching. My hands run down my body, tweaking my nipples as I go before I lower my head and brace myself on his chest.

"Damn, you look good, baby."

I smile sexily at him, our eyes locking, while I continue to slowly move on top of him. His hands help me to find a pace that satisfies us both and our breathing is heavy, both of us lost in the moment. My orgasm hits and I pause to let it run through me before I start to move again, hearing his breathing get heavier and his groans louder. I know he's close so I start to pick up the pace until he finally takes over and I move so I can lay my head on his shoulder. His hips move faster as his thrusts deepen and I feel his cock jump as he starts to cum inside of me. I'm on the pill so I'm not worried and enjoy the feel of his cock being wedged deep inside of me as he holds himself in me.

We stay in this position for minute before I slowly move off of his softening cock and lay with my head on his chest. I hear his heart beating and feel his lips on my forehead and I know that this is just the first of many hot and steamy nights that we'll share. I have no hopes that this could turn into anything but a sexual relationship but I know that I am open for anything with this man.

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Dec 23, 2017 in blowjob

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