C ~ Corpse
May 31, 1999
"Are you sure you're okay with being alone tonight, Al?" she asked, while grabbing her purse from the small kitchen counter.
"Of course I am. Don't worry. I'll just grab some pizza and watch a movie or something," I answered. I was lying down the couch, watching TV. I absently skipped through every channel, but wasn't paying much attention. "Please just go to Annie's birthday mom. I like being alone sometimes."
"Allright sweetheart. There's a pizza in the fridge. I'll call you when I'm on my way home, okay?"
I nodded as she kissed the top of my head. "Bye, have fun," I mumbled.
"See you later, Al. Love you," she told me before closing the door of our trailer.
I switched to some random music channel and was about to close my eyes, as the phone started ringing. I stood up from the couch and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi Al, it's me. My plans for tonight got cancelled. So, I was thinking, maybe you wanna hang out?"
My heart rate instantly increased at the sound of her voice. The thought of seeing her tonight made my body shiver with excitement.
"I would love to, babe. I'm home alone tonight. Have you eaten yet? I could make us some pizza if you like?" I asked her.
"Pizza sounds great, love. I'll be there in ten minutes."
After she hung up the phone, I turned the oven on to cook dinner for her. We're together for seven weeks now and I never felt so happy in my life. The relationship also made me a little anxious. I never had a girlfriend before, I didn't knew the rules, and although I knew she was attacted to me, I was still somewhat insecure about my body. I hated the fact I was six foot tall, had to wear glasses and developed some large breasts over the years. I wasn't comfortable with boys checking out my full bosom and gawking at me the entire time. I continued setting up the table, lit up some candles to create a romantic atmosphere, and poured us both a glass of my mom's favorite wine.
Just as I glanced at the clock, I heard a car pulling up into the driveway next to our trailer. I opened the front door and was amazed by the view. She stepped out of the vehicle and waved at her parents. The girl looked stunning in her striped shirt, her ripped jeans, and the grey Converse. Her blonde, shoulder-length bob made the beautiful features of her face stand out.
"Hi pretty girl," I said, as she stepped inside the trailer. She pressed her lips against mine and I absolutely loved the fact that she didn't have to stand on her tiptoes to kiss me. She was almost as tall as me. "Hi Al," she whispered.
"Let's eat," I suggested, as I retreived the pizza from the oven and put it on the table.
"So, your plans got cancelled. How come?" I asked her while chewing on a slice of pizza.
"My parents are hosting a little memorial at the cemetary tonight, because of Memorial Day". I offered to help, but they refused and suggested I should spend some time with my gorgeous girlfriend instead."
She took a sip from her wine and continued, "I have something for you, but I'm not sure if you'll like it. Well, no, you'll like it, but I think you will hate the story behind the present." I saw a little flush covering her face and I smiled at her.
"Don't worry. You know I love presents," I reassured her. My words seemed to encourage her, as she put one of her hands inside the pocket of her jeans. I could see a smirk appear on her face, as she sticks out a fist in my direction. I raised my eyebrows at her, unsure of what to do or say.
She opened her fist slowly, and in the palm of her hand, lay a beautiful silver ring. A tiny black diamond sparkled on top of it, and my heart swelled at the sight.
"Try it on," my girlfriend whispered. I gently picked up the ring from her hand. I almost cried when I slipped it onto my finger, it fitted perfectly.
"I fucking love it. Thank you so much sweetheart," I said quietly. My eyes locked with her beautiful brown ones.
"I am glad you like it, Al," she grinned at me.
"Its so beautiful. Whatever the story is, you can't screw it up anymore. Please, tell me" I joked.
She looked at me with an amused expression.
"I stole it off a corpse."
My eyes widened and I had to blink a few times, as I let her words sink in. I was waiting for her to start laughing at her own stupid joke. But she didn't. She was dead serious.
"YOU DID WHAT?" I shrieked in horror. "What the actual fuck, Digger! Are you out of your mind?"
"Alex, please stay calm. You love the ring right? That's all that matters."
I started to calm down and let out a laugh, "You're crazy, you know that?"
She nodded at me, as she took an another bite of her pizza. "Yeah, I know."
I met Digger at the movie theater where I've been working since last September. She just graduated highschool and became my colleague. Over the weeks that followed, I had developed some romantic feelings for her and, eventually, she was the one who asked me out on a date. My mom was ecstatic, and helped me pick out a nice outfit that night. She also offered to braid my long black hair, but I refused. Sometimes, I wondered if my mother secretly hoped her daughter would turn into some kind of girly girl.
Digger and I went out for a fancy dinner and, as we ate dessert, I realized I was head over heels in love with her. At the end of the night, I drove her back home and kissed her. She returned my kiss enthusiastically, crawled on top of me and we made out in the drivers seat of my mom's car. I had kissed a few girls before, but I had never been in love with one of them. Kissing someone had never felt so good as it did right then. When I returned home, I was surprised to found my mom waiting for me on the couch. She wanted to know all the details, and of course, I told her, because she's my best friend.
We finished eating, washed the dishes and decided to watch a movie.
"At what time will you're mother be home?" she asked me, while she picked out a movie.
"I don't know, she said she'll call me when she's leaving Annie's house" I answered. "Why?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "My parents will pick me up after the memorial ends. I hoped to see her."
"Oh, yeah, maybe you'll see her. I don't know," I smiled at her. My mom and Digger liked each other a lot.
I settled into the couch, my back resting against one of the sofa's arms and my legs streched out in front of me, as Digger put a copy of 'Scream' into the VCR. She turned around and walked up to me. I opened my legs a bit to make room for her, while she settled between them. Her back was pressed against my chest, her head rested on my shoulder, and I couldn't suppress the urge to kiss her temple. I didn't like the movie, but nothing really mattered, as long as she was in my arms. I let my right hand travel to the waistband of her jeans and gently pulled out the hem of her shirt. My fingers slipped under the striped fabric, and I could feel her relax as I lazily caressed the soft and warm skin of her belly. After a few minutes, she tilted her head back and kissed briefly me on the lips. "You're distracting me, Al. I've never seen this movie."
I chuckled and moved my hand up to let my fingers brush against the lace of her bra. The teasing motion caused her to groan in annoyance. "Al, I'm serious. I need to pay attention."
"Oh, I'm sorry, princess, " I whispered, kissing her ear as I moved my hand to her ribcage. I kept stroking the skin of her belly for the entire time, until finally, the movie came to an end. Digger turned over immediately and pressed her chest against mine, while claiming my lips with her own. My hands instinctively travelled from her belly to her back, and goosebumps appeared on my arms when she used her fingers to draw circles on my thigh.
Our kisses started small and innocent, but it didn't take long before I felt Digger lick my lips, demanding entrance. I opened my mouth eagerly, and started to suck on her tongue. She moaned into my mouth, but when she slid her fingers underneath my shirt and squeezed one of my breasts through my bra, it was my turn to let out a moan. Our kissing intensified, and I started to play with the clasp of her bra. My girlfriend pulled away from me, while her hand started tugging at my shirt.
My breath hitched in my troath, as I realized what she was trying to do.
"Lift your arms, Al."
We had never undressed each other before, and I suddenly felt nervous. I tried to push the feeling away, because I needed to feel her hands and lips on my bare skin. I lifted my arms, just as she had requested. The blonde pulled the shirt over my head and let it slide to the floor. She hungerly crashed her lips to mine, as her hands cupped my breasts and squeezed them again. Her lips travelled from my mouth, to my jaw and down my neck. I started panting softly as she licked and nipped my collarbone. The palms of her hands massaged my breasts trough my bra and I alreadt felt my nipples harden under her touch.
"Fuck Al, your tits feel so good," she sighed. Her mouth left my collarbone and licked the shell of my ear. "Maybe we should go to your bedroom."
Her whispered suggestion caused my body to quiver slightly. "Yeah, you're right," I answered, while I stood up from the couch. I grabbed her hand and led her into my room. Digger sat down on the bed and took her shoes and socks off. She laid her head down the pillow and I walked up to the bed to get comfortable beside her, but she stopped me.
"Take off your pants, Al," her voice was dripping with lust.
"What?" I wasn't sure if I had heard her correctly.
A flush spread across my cheeks, as she said it again. I placed my hands on the button of my jeans. She smiled at my encouragingly. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down my pale legs, stepping out of them and kicking them away. My nerves were set on fire, when her eyes roamed over my body. I felt a little exposed and self-conscious, while I was standing in front of her, only wearing some black basic underwear.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful,"she sighed. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she patted the empty space on the bedsheets. My self-consciousness flew out of the window at her gesture, and I positioned myself next to her. I pushed her onto her back, and wasted no time as I gently sucked on her earlobe. Her body responded immediately. Her breathing became heavier and she started to pant slightly. My lips left her ear and kissed their way down to her neck, where I bit the skin softly. Before I knew it, I was lifting the striped shirt over her head. My tongue travelled from her neck to the swell of her breasts. I groaned in frustration, as my lips brushed against the lace of her bra. I needed to feel all of her. My hands made their way around her back and expertly unclasped the piece of garment and slid it down her arms, letting it fall to the ground.
I snapped out of my trance, when the sound of her voice filled the air. "Al, have you done this before?"
Her question caught me of guard. I had always been early with everything. My puberty had begun at an early age, compared to the other girls in my class. My breasts started to develop at the age of ten, and my first period arrived when I was eleven. But when it came to sex, I was rather late. Well, I didn't think I was late, but the group of girls who bullied me in highschool, thought differently. I didn't care, it was none of their business anyway. I just wasn't ready yet. While all the girls in my school were having sex with their boyfriends before they barely reached their sixteenth birthday, I occasionally kissed girls on the lips and was more interested in secretly smoking cigarettes with Matt.
"No," I confessed. "Have you?"
She shook her head, and I kissed her lovingly as some kind of reassurence. "We'll take our time, okay? You don't have to do anything you don't want," I told her firmly. She reached for my hands and placed them on her bare breasts. I could feel the hardened peaks pressing against the palms of my hands. "Please, don't stop," she whispered. Her words spurred me on to continue.
My body was reacting on pure instinct. I took one of her taut nipples into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, while my tumb and forefinger pinched the other. A deep groan escaped from her throat. I was so entranced by her magnificent curves, that I didn't notice her struggling to unhook my bra. My hand slid to my back and undid the clasp in one swift motion. She took off my bra completely, and placed it on the other side of the bed. My girlfriend's hands wasted no time, as she reached out to explore the soft flesh of my breasts, flicking her tumbs over my already hardenend nipples. "Fuck Al, did I mention that I love your tits?" I let out a moan in response, before leaning in to kiss her passionately.
My hands travelled lower to unbutton her jeans, tugging de zipper down and pulled them down her legs. My fingers traced the waistband of her silk panties, giving her some time to register what I was going to do. She didn't stop me, but slightly lifted her hips to engourage me to take them off.
I slid them down and shifted on the bed to lie beside my lover once again. I turned to face her, my knee nudged her legs apart, just a little, just enough to let my fingers touch the outer lips of her vulva. My mind was getting fuzzy with arousal at the feeling of her wet velvety folds. I slowly started to rock my body back and forth, grinding my hips against the smooth skin of her upper thigh. After only three seconds, all the muscles in my body contracted for a moment, and I cried out, as a wave of unexpected pure pleasure hit me hard. The feeling only lasted for a millisecond and wasn't satisfying at all. A feeling of shame crept up my body, as I realized that I just had experienced a premature orgasm.
"Fuck, sorry," I mumered, as I burried my face in the crook of her neck, my fingers still resting on her center. "Oh, I'm just glad I'm having this effect on you," she chuckled. "Don't worry Al, it happens to the best of us," her words were so comforting. "We're women, we can come multiple times in one night. Let's just continue, unless you want to stop?" she asked me.
I didn't answer, but kissed her deeply as I pushed her legs further apart. My fingers slipped between her folds and I groaned into her mouth, as they were coated with her juices. "Fuck you're so wet, baby."
I was unsure of what to do next. I only knew my own body, I only knew what brought me to orgasm as I pleasured myself. My fingers started stroking up and down from her opening to her clit.
"Tell me what you like, sweetheart." I was surprised by the hoarse and low sound of my voice. It sounded deeper than usual.
She didn't say anything, but put her hand on mine instead, guiding my finger into her sex. Her inner walls hugged the digit immediately. Her back arched of the bed as I entered her. The sight was so arousing, that I subconsciously climed on top of her, and pressed my body against hers. Her legs wrapped around my waist, causing my finger to reach deeper inside of her. I started thrusting in and out of her, her hips matched my pace, already setting a perfect rhythm together. The sound of her moans became louder, as I added an another finger into her. She was so aroused and ready that it slid in easily. I started to thrust harder and kissed my way down her body until my face was between her legs. My lips pressed a soft kiss on the patch of hair above her center, to prepare her for what I was going to do next.
Her sweet scent reached my nose, and I couldn't contain myself any longer. I withdrew my fingers from her center, as I let my tongue lick her inner lips, teasingly pushing it inside her opening. She cried out in pleasure. Her hips lifted off the bed, silently begging me to go deeper. "Fuck, so good", I heard her mumble incoherently. My eyes were forced shut due to her heavenly taste.
I dragged my tongue from her opening to her clit, as I filled her core with my fingers yet again. I slowly sucked her sensitive bud, listening to the wet sounds coming from between her legs as my hand sped up its movements. Her inner walls fluttered around me, as her hips started to grind against my chin. I pushed in deeper en sucked a little harder, until her body went rigid and the upper half arched off the bed. Her soft whimpers turned into loud moans, her hands tugged on my hair roughly, as her pleasure reached its peak. She orgasmed violently beneath me. I stopped sucking at her clit and my fingers slowed down their pace, as I gave my lover some time to ride out the aftershocks of her climax.
"Fuck, Alex," she opened her eyes and looked at me. I kissed my way up her body and pressed my lips to hers. She immediately deepened the kiss, and groaned into my mouth as she tasted herself on my tongue. I let out a squeal of surprise, when she flipped us over, trapping me underneath her body. My lover's hands stroked my sides and tugged at my panties to pull them off my hips. She gently nudged my legs apart and settled between them. The movement caused our wet centers to brush against each other and we both cried out at the amazing feeling. I wasn't sure if she did it on purpose or that it happened by accident, but either way, it was an extremely welcome sensation.
She experimentally rolled her hips against mine once more, and we both cried out again. My hands gripped her hips forcefully, encouraging her to repeat the motion. She seemed to understand my silent request, as she did it again, and again, and again. My own body responded immediately. I grinded my hips into her, continuously rubbing my sex against hers, as we were slowly falling into a perfect rythym togehter.
"Please," I practically begged her. "Harder." My lover answered my pleas by fastening our pace, causing the old bed to squeak just a little, wich only fueled my arousal. Our moans became louder, as we could feel our orgasms approaching, when suddenly, my girlfriend stopped rubbing her center against mine. My eyes snapped open, looking at her questioningly.
"I don't want you to come this way," she whispered against my lips huskily. Before I could protest, her mouth was on my breast, sucking the erected nipple. She kissed her way further down, until her face was between my legs. I spread them as wide as I could, exposing my most intimate part to her. A strangled noise left my throat, as she pushed one of her digits into my soaking wet heat.
After a few thrusts, I felt her tongue swirl around my clit, causing my body to spasm violently. My breathing became heavy and I started to pant a little, as my lover fastened the pace of her finger. My pants turned into quiet sobs of pleasure, as my orgasm was already building.
"Babe, I'm going to come," I warned her. Her mouth encreased its efforts to help me reach my peak. I glanced down to watch her. A few waves of dominance flowed through my veins at the sight. My right hand grabbed the back of her neck roughly, holding her in place, as my hips grinded into her face. My other hand reached behind me to hold onto the headboard for support. My legs started to tremble, and when I felt a second finger enter my body, I came with a muffled cry. When the aftershocks had subsided, her fingers left my body and I groand at the loss of contact. She kissed her way up to my shoulder, licking the hollow of my collarbone. I was still feeling the urge to take control, and my hands grabbed her waist, gently flipping us over. I placed my head between her breasts, as I settled on top of her. We were still breathing heavy, our bodies slick with sweat.
A foreign sensation crept up my body, as my fingers lazily caressed one of my girlfriend's breasts. I felt a tightness in my throat as my heart swelled with strong emotion. Before I could stop them, tears escaped the corners of my eyes, falling onto her naked skin.
"What's wrong Al, did I hurt you?" her voice sounded worried.
I tilted my head up to look at her. Her chocolate-colored eyes locked with mine.
"No, I… I think I love you," I stuttered awkwardly, as she ran her tumb across my cheek. I never said it before, and when I spoke those three words out loud, I felt extremely vulnerable.
She gave me the warmest smile, before she opened her mouth to speak.
"I love you too."
I kissed her between her breasts, as she pressed her lips on the top of my head. We were living in our own little bubble, shielding us from the world, until, suddenly, I heard some noise outside my bedroom. After a few seconds, the door swung open.
"Honey, I'm home."
My mom stood in the doorway, looking at us. Her face contorted into shock, as she realized what she had stumbled upon. I didn't even had the time to cover our naked bodies with the bedsheets.
"Mom! What the fuck!" I screamed in pure disbelieve.
"Fuck, shit … sorry," she mumbled, closing the door hastily.
"I am so sorry, Digger." I felt the need to apologize to her.
"Don't worry. She kind of expected to find you here alone," she said. "I think we should get dressed anyway, love. My parents will be here in a few minutes."
Just as the words left her mouth, a car pulled up the driveway. I groaned softly, as I rolled off her. We dressed quickly, and stepped out of the bedroom. My eyes instantly scanned the kitchen. My mom was sitting at the dinner table, drinking a cup of tea.
"Bye Diane," my girlfriend said, as she waved at my mom.
"Bye Digger, see you next time sweetheart."
I kissed my lover goodbye, and closed the door behind her. I walked over to the kitchen to pour myself a cup of tea, not saying anything. The silence was agonizing.
"Al, you wanna talk about it?" my mom asked me tentatively.
" I don't know," I said, shrugging my shoulders, as I moved the chair to sit across from her. "Why didn't you call me?"
My mom sighed, feeling guilty. "I completely forgot, I'm so sorry. I didn't know Digger was with you."
"It's okay, mom." I couldn't be mad at her. I never could.
"No, it's not okay. You're nineteen years old, you have a girlfriend now. Of course you're having sex with her, it's only natural. I just can't walk into your room anymore. I should knock from now on. It was stupid of me to barge into your room like that."
"Please mom, stop. It's okay. I should have locked the door and you didn't know Digger was in my room." I really didn't want to hear the guilt in her voice any longer.
The silence was back again, as we drank our tea.
"Al, this was your first time wasn't it? Because otherwise you would have told me, right?" she whispered. I chuckled at her question, she knew me so well. I always told her everything. I nodded.
"I'm so glad you feel safe enough to explore sex under my roof, you know? When I was your age, I had sex in the back of cars, because my parents kicked me out at sixteen." My heart clenched at the pain in her voice. "I rather have you doing it on my couch, than somewhere behind the bushes," she continued.
I stood up from my chair and walked over to her. Settling myself on her lap, as a little kid would do.
"Oh my god, Al. You're such a big softie," she laughed. "What's on your finger by the way?"
She reached for my hand, studying the ring carefully. "That's really beautiful, Al. Did Digger gave it to you?"
I nodded my head, as she continued to speak. "It looks very expensive. Where did she get that?" she asked curiously.
A wicked smile crossed my face, as I looked into her eyes.
"Trust me, you don't want to know."