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Warning: This chapter has a full-fledged lemon in it. If you no likey, please don't read this chapter.
Chapter 2 The Truth About Pleasure
You better not touch my gal… or I'll sock you in the kisser pal… Arnold snapped his finger to the beat seeping through his headphones. The jazz took him temporarily to a different place. The events that took place the night before were deposited into the back of his mind. With a clink, the sliding door from the sky roof opened. The source of the noise was none other than Helga G. Pataki, as she made her way toward the oblivious Arnold. With her pointing finger, Helga poked Arnold in the nose. A mixture of a surprised and questioning expression made its way across Arnold's face.
"What's up, football head?" A hint of amusement was in Helga's voice.
"Nothing, just listening to some good ol' Dino Spumoni," Arnold said with a smile on his face. Helga's lips dragged into a frown, and she shook her head.
"No hairboy, I'm talking about last night! You sounded freaked out about something. What's going on?"
"I had an uncle," Arnold breathed with a sigh. His body lay stiff on the couch.
"Is that it?" Helga asked.
"He was killed before I was born,"
"Aww, Arnold. I'm sorry," Helga replied. She put her hand on his shoulder, and gave it a squeeze.
"It's just… all my life… every year on March 18th, my grandma would lock herself in her bedroom and would cry for hours."
"Is that why you were always at Gerald's house on that day?"
"Yeah… grandpa took me over there every year since I can remember." Helga put her head on Arnold's shoulder, and she closed her eyes. If there was anything, anything she could do to comfort her love, she would. As she now sat down next to Arnold, however, she was at a loss of what to do.
"That's why I'm going to visit them."
"Wait… WHAT?" Helga said in shock, "You're going to visit your uncle's family?"
"Yeah! And I want you to come with me!"
"Okay Arnold… let's think about this for a minute. I know you are excited about discovering part of your family that you didn't even know about. Arnold, you have no idea how they are? Do you even know where they live?"
"Yeah, they live in Delaware."
"Isn't that halfway across the country? Do you even have money to get yourself a ticket?"
"I have some money saved up, Helga. I'll make sure that all of our expenses are paid."
"Arnold, I can pay for the tickets, it's fine." Arnold shook his head at Helga's statement.
"A happening dude always pays his lady's way," Arnold said, quoting from the book that they found in Gerald's closet from the 4th grade. Helga rolled her eyes.
"Whatever you say, football head,"
"Yeah, whatever I say," Arnold replied. He then let out a hearty laugh. Closing his eyes, he planted a kiss on Helga's lips. Her hands grabbed a hold of his arms, and she pulled him closer to her. Arnold pulled Helga into his lap, and he maneuvered himself on top of her. Helga broke their kiss, and Arnold looked at her puzzled.
"Arnold… I'm about to fall off the couch. Wouldn't it be easier if we moved to your bed?"
"Whatever you say, my fair senorita," Helga giggled as Arnold let a purr escape his lips. He removed himself from her, and waited for Helga to get off of his couch. Holding her hand, Arnold and Helga walked toward his bed. Arnold stood in front of Helga, and he gave her a wink. Helga rolled her eyes playfully as Arnold took his shirt off.
With a few steps, Arnold had Helga underneath him. Kissing the other passionately, Arnold began to take off Helga's shirt. She broke the kiss to get the shirt off of her. Arnold then brought his lips to Helga's, and they resumed kissing each other. Arnold undid the button to his jeans, and slid his legs out of them. Helga undid her pants as well, and soon they were on the floor. Arnold broke the kiss this time. He began to slowly remove his boxers, and his erection popped out. Helga also took her bra and underwear off, leaving them both exposed to the other.
Helga slid her fist around his erection, and began to stroke him. Arnold let out a low groan. Up, down, up, down, up, down. She then used her thumb to slowly stroke the tip in tiny circles. Five, six, seven, Arnold began to lose count. Another hand began to slowly twist around his shaft, as Helga continued her ministrations. Arnold let out another moan, this time, louder than the previous one.
Helga, feeling mischievous, then got down on her knees. She took her tongue, and licked the underside of his penis. Helga then began to bob her head. Up, down, up, down, up, and down. Arnold threw his head back, and let out a moan. Taking her right hand, Helga grabbed the base of his shaft, and began to make a twisting motion. She put her left hand on top of the right, and twisted the opposite way. She then began to lick the tip in circles. Round, and round, and round her tongue went. Arnold was finding it difficult to restrain himself. He motioned for Helga to stop pleasuring him, and she sat on the edge of the bed. Arnold pressed her into the bed.
Arnold loomed over her, his eyes overcome with lust. He grabbed Helga's right breast, and began to draw circles with his tongue. Slow, slow, slow, and then he began to move faster, faster, and faster. Helga pressed Arnold's head closer to her breast, and Arnold began to suck on the tit. Arnold's fingers attended to the other breast. His fingers walked around her areola, and then he began to rub her other tit. Helga was getting heated now, and began to moan as Arnold continued to cause her pleasure. Helga began rubbing herself against Arnold's erection, and that was when Arnold knew that he couldn't wait anymore. Sitting up, Arnold made his way to his night drawer. He slid it open, and pulled out a condom. He gingerly, but quickly unwrapped it, and covered his throbbing length.
Arnold quickly prepared Helga, sliding his finger in and out. Helga gave Arnold a quizzical look.
"Football head, don't take all day," Helga teased. Arnold rolled his eyes at her remark. He then added his second finger into her, and then a third finger. When Arnold knew that Helga was prepared, he began to slowly slide himself inside of her. They both moaned at the pleasure that it caused them. When Arnold filled Helga to the hilt, he gave her a kiss on the nose. This made Helga laugh. Slowly, Arnold began to slide out, and Helga clenched herself around his member. Arnold groaned from the friction this caused.
As he slid back in, he went in an upwards movement to make contact with Helga's clit. She let out a soft moan as he filled her up again. Helga wrapped her arms around Arnold's shoulders. He then began to move at a faster pace. He took note of Helga's face. How beautiful she looked as he made love to her. Ecstasy was ever present on her face, and her eyes were filled with happiness. She grabbed Arnold's face, and kissed his lips, claiming them as her own. Helga let out a moan, letting Arnold know that he hit her sweet spot. With this in mind, Arnold made sure to aim there every time he entered her. As Helga's breaths began to become longer, Arnold knew that she was on the brink of orgasm. He began to speed up, and this caused Helga to lose it.
"Arnold!" Helga screamed his name, as her orgasm overcame her. Hearing Helga overcome in pleasure took him over the edge. With a groan, he came. He kissed her, and then rolled off to the side of her. They both took deep breaths after their escapade, attempting to catch their breath.
"That was amazing," Helga said, her mind in a love swoon.
"You're amazing," Arnold said, and he gave her a smile. They both drifted to sleep with Arnold's arm grasped protectively around her.
Arnold and Helga both woke up to a ring tone. Helga groaned, and grabbed her phone.
"What Big Bob?" Helga asked. Arnold sat up next to her. Big Bob's voice could be heard through the phone. Whatever he was calling Helga about, he wasn't happy.
"Alright, alright! Sheesh, you don't have to be so snappy!" Helga hung up the phone. With Arnold looking at her in confusion, Helga sighed.
"Olga is going back to Alaska tomorrow, so we're having this big supper tonight. Wanna come?"
"Sure, if that's alright with your family," Arnold replied.
"Okay, be at my house at 6PM sharp. Olga is going to be preparing some of her delectable meals." Helga put her fingers around the word, 'delectable.' Of course, Olga is a good cook. Helga was just being Helga.
"Whatever you say, Helga."
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