Original Stories Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction ❯ An English Summer ❯ Chapter Eleven ( Chapter 11 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

"Everything okay?" Ryan asked as he munched on an apple. He'd gone to berate the cook for trying to kill him and on the way back grabbed an apple to snack on.

"Yeah. She just really hates not being here," she smiled. "I'm going to go change. I'll be done in a minute."

"I don't mind," He said with a smirk as he plopped down on her bed.

"Right..." She grabbed some clothes as a maid came in. "Just...stay here. I'll be back." She and the maid walked to Gabby's room and Danny stripped to nothing but panties. The maid measured her breasts and wrote it down then started measuring her belly. "How...bad is it?"

"Another inch this week..."

"But I don't have any more clothes!"

"Should I send for a catalog and get your card?"

"No..." Danny said softly. "I...I don't have any money."

The maid sighed. "Your father-"

"Cut me off. Don't worry though...you all are still getting paid. You can leave now," she said as she started to squeeze into her clothes.

An apple core rolled across the ground and bumped into her foot. "So your dad cut you off cause you're a little bit bloated. What a jerk." Ryan stood in the doorway shaking his head.

Danny looked up at him, covering herself quickly. "You...shouldn't listen in on conversations..." she whispered and picked up the apple. "If Gabby knew you ate in her room she would be really mad."

Ryan walked over to her and picked up her skirt and shirt. Checking the size, he looked at her stomach. Reaching into his wallet he pulled out a card and handed it to her. "Go get yourself some clothes," he told her with a soft smile on his face.

"What? No!" she took the skirt and shirt. Turning her back to him she slowly put the shirt on then the skirt. "I just....have to suck it in a bit."

"You must really want to walk around naked for me," he said, noticing how the skirt and shirt bulged, the buttons almost snapping.

She sat down, undoing the skirt and letting the shirt rise up over her belly. She laid back on Gabby's bed. "Gabby's sending me money. She just needs time."

He smirked as she laid down. Not one to miss an opportunity, he crawled over her, straddling her hips as he reached down and pinned her arms down. "If she's sending you money then you can just pay me back."

She blushed and turned from him. "No thank you..."

"I'm not taking no for an answer," he informed her, slowly grinding against her as he watched her face.

She bit her lips and closed her eyes. "You can't force me to buy clothes. I'll learn to sow."

He leaned forward and gently bit her earlobe, letting his breath role over her. "How about this. You take my card and buy some clothes for you to wear, and some naughty lingerie for me to see you in."

"I can wear Gabby's lingerie if that's what you want..." she whispered.

"But I'd like to buy you some so I know that I'm the only guy to see them."

"Why would I let anyone see me in Gabby's lingerie?"

He smirked. "I meant that Gabby's probably worn that lingerie for many different guys." Great. Now he was thinking about her sister in lingerie.

"Yes...I'm sure she has..."

"And I'd much rather be thinking about you in lingerie then how many guys your sister has been with."

"Then...when she send the money, I'll set some aside for lingerie."

"Or you could go shopping now and just pay me back," he offered.

"I..." she turned from him again, "I might not be able to pay you back so can you just drop this, ok?"

"I can drop your skirt and panties," he offered. "But this? No. Take my card. Buy some clothes. You can just offer your body as payment." Blow job would be nice, but that wasn't happening anytime soon.

"I said no," she said and pushed him off her. She walked out of Gabby's room and to her parents’ room. Going to her father's things, she started pulling out some of his shirts.

Ryan sighed. So much for a good deed. He followed in behind her and watched her rifle through her father's clothes. "Why won't you just let me buy you some clothes?"

"It's bad enough that I'm rich and I can't touch the money. I don't need my boyfriend taking pity on me and making me feel like I have to take his money because I have no other choice. I can get through this. I just...have to be resourceful and smart."

He cupped her cheeks and made her look at him. "Does it look like I pity you? You have a chef and maids. I eat TV dinners for Christ's sake! No, I don't pity. I'm just offering to get you some clothes so that you don't have to wear ugly stuff like this." At that he pulled out a pink and green golf shirt which made him gag.

"It's...not so bad..." she said and took the shirt. "Besides, you should use your money for things you need. Like...takeout instead of TV diners. That's just gross."

He shrugged. "Most of my money goes to condoms. Seriously, you're saving me like a hundred bucks a month at least. So technically, you using that money to buy clothes are actually an investment on my part."

"It's still a no. I don't need you buying me clothes. It just looks bad and makes me feel guilty."

He sighed. "Oh well. I'll just have to pick them out myself. I hope you like miniskirts and busters."

"There is no way I could wear either of those looking this fat." She turned from him and struggled to get her shirt off before putting her father's on. She took off her skirt and sighed. What was she going to do for pants?

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him. "Let me do this one good thing for you. Please?"

She sighed. "Fine...but...I'm not picking anything out. I have a tendency not to look at price tags and just grab what I want..."

"Trust me. You really...really don't want me picking things out for you. You've seen what most girls wear for Halloween? Yeah, that's likely to be your wardrobe."

"Well...it's the least I could do for taking your money..."

He smirked and nodded. "You're so going to regret this."

"I'm pretty sure I am..."

"Yes." He kissed her neck and massaged her body. "You want to get naked?"

She pushed his hands from her with a laugh. "No," she said and walked out.

Ryan pouted. Four days without sex? What was he going to do? Shaking those thoughts from his mind he followed after her. "What are you waiting for? Slip on those sweat pants I let you borrow and let's go shopping."

"Now?"

"You're not getting any thinner, and I don't want anyone else to see your succulent flesh because you can't fit into anything."

She groaned. She took a bra out of Gabby's dresser and put it on then put on the shirt she took from Ryan the day they had sex and added the sweat pants and some flip flops. "I look so silly," she laughed.

"Yeah you do," he smirked. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her to him. "But I still think it's kind of sexy." She smiled. Pulling his hand, they started down stairs and walked out to the limo. Once they were in the limo he gave directions to the driver. A few minutes later they were on their way to an exclusive fashion store. He'd taken a few girls here before for lingerie and kinky clothes, but never for something like this. Once they were there, he pulled her out and nodded to the man at the front desk. The first place he took Danny was to the lingerie section. He looked at her chest. "How big are they now?"

"Gabby's size."

"Really?" He smirked, his hands going to her breasts to fill them. He whistled. "Yeah. They are." Nice. He turned his attention back to the panties, thongs, and bras, grabbing all sorts of his favorite designs while watching her blush with each new skimpy piece.

She moved her hands over her breasts and sat down on a bench. People were staring and all she could do was blush. She had never been in a place like this and certainly not with a boy.

Once he had a large bunch of lingerie, he handed it off to one of the girls there, winking as she blushed at him. Next he started for skirts and dresses. Despite his promise of making her regret her decision, the clothes he picked out were nothing like his choice in lingerie. They were sweet and for the most part covered her fully. He wanted to get things she would actually wear. Of course he also got a few skirts and dresses that were more his style. After he got a few shirts, he tossed them off to the next girl. Going back to Danny, he sat down and smiled at her. "So, do you want any kinky leather underwear?"

Her face was beet red. "I didn't know...they made leather underwear..." She looked at the ladies. "Can I have one of those outfits to put on now?"

The girls nodded and brought her some items. "Add a pair of leather undies and bra. Oh! And some of the vibrating panties from the back," he said.

Danny stood and started to the back. "He's joking....right?" she asked herself as she changed.

A lady brought out a black box from the back and set it with his other items. Going to the front, Ryan paled as he saw the total. He offered a silent prayer as he slid his card through. He was so dead. Danny came out wearing a summer dress with ribbon straps and some sandals. She walked over to him and reached for his hand but pulled back when she remember his reputation. Instead, she started playing with her hair.

He smirked and reached up to take her hand. Girls began to line up and carry the numerous boxes to the limo. It was nearly full as he crawled in with her. "How does it feel to have clothes that actually fit?"

"Like I can breathe...but you shouldn't have bought so much. I feel really bad."

He smirked and shrugged. "Just wear the lingerie for me and let me see you in it every day. I think it will be a fair trade."

"Every day?" she paled. Did that mean he wanted sex every day?

He nodded. "Well mostly every day."

She shifted in her seat. That was a lot...it was going to take some getting use to. He relaxed in the seat, yawning as he tried to get comfortable. He was still a little tired from the past few nights. Sleep hadn't come easy to him. His family had been on his case, which wasn't anything new. They were going to be pissed when they found out he spent his monthly allowance in the first week.

When they got back to Danny's house, the maids took the clothes up to her room and started putting them away. She told her chef they would have diner in the living room so she pulled Ryan to the couch and crawled on it next to him. She snuggled close to him. "I don't understand why you want me wearing lingerie...I'm going to get really fat...I won't even be able to see the underwear..." How could be possibly be attracted to that?!

He snickered and wrapped an arm around her. "Yeah.... I'm kind of pretending that's not going to happen. Right now is the longest time I've gone without sex in the past four years. Those last three months are going to suck.""

She smiled. "Are you saying you are going to be with me for that long?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him close. "I'm so happy!"

He looked at her in shock as she hugged him. That made her happy? He didn't want to burst her happy bubble, so he just nodded and sighed.

She moved from him as diner was placed on the living room table. She instructed the maids to leave them and close the door. Doing as they were told, they left. She turned back to Ryan. "Four...days is a long time to you, isn't it?" she whispered as she started pull the straps off her shoulders.

Ryan's eyes traveled over her body. He licked his lips as he saw her hands work her straps. "It is," he admitted.

Nervously, she pulled her arms out of the straps and pushed her dress down. Slowly she stood and slipped out of her dress and shoes. His eyes traveled up to her eyes, he patted his chest, beckoning her to him. He wanted to run his hands over her flesh and to feel her walls hugging him. Hesitantly, she moved to him and straddled his hips as he sat on the couch. Her fingers started unbuttoning his shirt. Though she wasn't as nervous as she was her first time with him, she was still very nervous. His hands slid up over her legs, trailing over her panties before slipping them up her back to get to her bra strap. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and took a deep breath. Slowly, so very utterly slowly, she moved her body to him and placed her lips on his collar bone, kissing him lightly. He felt goose bumps start to cover his flesh as she kissed him. That was a first...he'd never had that happen before. His fingers undid her bra and pulled it away, slipping it off her shoulders to expose her breasts. His hands slid up and over, cupping them and teasing her nipples. She moved a hand to his neck, lightly cupping it as she pressed her body to him. She wasn't sure what he liked or what to do, so she tried to remember what she liked...which was random kisses on her body. She lightly pressed her lips on his shoulder then his chest, them up his neck to his jaw.

"That's good," he whispered, feeling how tense she was. He slipped his hand against her breast, pulling and tweaking her nipple. "Suck and...bite...a little."

She nodded against him. She sucked lightly on his flesh before nibbling on him. Her tongue swirled over every bite as if to make up for the love bite.

He closed his eyes as he kneaded her breasts. "That feels good," he said, loving how her warm and wet lips washed over him. "Let me feel your hands on me. I want you...to know every inch of me."

Her hands shook. She pulled back a bit and slowly pressed her palms to his chest. She traced ever muscle, every small mole, everything. Her hands moved over his arms and face until finally going down to his jeans. She started to unbutton them but then stopped. Her eyes met his as if asking for permission. He nodded slowly, his hand caressed her cheek. Taking a deep breath, she undid his pants and unzipped them. Slowly, she inched off him and moved to the floor on her knees. Grabbing the edge of his jeans she swallowed as she started working them off him while she sat before him. His eyes widened as he saw her on her knees. Oh the thoughts that were going through his head. He arched his back and lifted himself up so that she could pull them down. As his pants fell to his knees, his growing hard on was obvious against his boxers. She pulled his jeans completely off him before meeting his eyes and moving her hands up his legs to his boxers.

Something about the way she touched his flesh made his heart race. He'd never felt like that before. Sex was just sex, but her hesitant innocent touches on his flesh made him shudder. He didn't know if he liked that or not. He didn't like instances when he wasn't in control. Her hands fisted on his boxers and with care and respect of his hard on, she pulled them down and off him. Slowly, she stood. After another deep breath, she sat back on his lap with his cock stick up between her thighs. He ran his hands over her legs, smiling as his cock throbbed between her. Taking her hands, he let them down over his chest before sliding them down to his cock. It felt so odd having his cock in her small hands. Her fingers worked over his length feeling everything like before. She looked up at him as she moved her fingers over his tip, feeling pre cum.

Her hands were so small and so soft. He smiled as he watched her play with it. He couldn't help but to squirm slightly as she ran her fingers over his tip. His precum slid onto her fingers and she looked amazed by the sticky substance. She pulled her hand back, getting a closer look at the precum on her fingers. Her heart raced as his words came back to her from the first time they had sex. Some people liked the taste of their partners cum. Slowly, she brought her fingers to her lips, resting it there like she was going to put lip gloss on while she decided if she was going to do it or not.

Ryan's eyes widened as he watched her bring the precum to her lips. He felt his breath catch in his throat. Was she really about to do what he thought she was? More precum flowed from his cock as excited thoughts filled his head...both of them. Slowly her tongue flicked out, wrapping around her finger and tasting him. Her eyes moved to his. Her finger slowing dipped in her mouth. Ryan let his breath out, his breathing was starting to get faster and he felt his cock start to throb. He ran his tongue over his lips, watching as her finger pushed into her lips. She sucked lightly on it as her eyes locked on his. Slowly she pulled it from her mouth. She could feel her juices pouring out of her. He looked down as he felt something drip onto his thigh. His lips curled as he saw how soaked her panties were. They were practically running and covering his thigh in her juices. He let his hand slip down and press against her panties. Running his finger over the wet spot, he felt her juices drip onto them. After applying a little pressure, he pulled back letting her watch as he licked and sucked on his finger. Her breathing picked up. For the first time ever...she really wanted it. She didn't want to do it for him and she wasn't being forced to, she just wanted it and she wanted it with him.

His eyes locked with hers. She was ready. "Stand up," he whispered. "And slowly pull those soaking wet panties off."

She did as he said and stood. "Al-right..." she stuttered. Slowly, she started pulling her panties down.

He smiled as he watched her juices flow down her leg. He reached out, running his fingers over her tiny hairs as he trailed it down and let his fingers run along her wet lips. Once her panties were off, he started to pull her to him, his cock standing up as if beckoning her to caress and let it fill her. She moved against him, her breathing already hard. Her hands moved to his shoulders and her pussy throbbed. It almost hurt. He pressed his lips to hers, his hands sliding over her ass pulling her up. His cock rubbed against her stomach, trailing precum down her body until she straddled him. He held her still, his hips moving as he pumped his cock against her clit. She shuddered against him and whimpered.

"Are you ready for me?" He smiled against her, feeling her juices flow down on him.

She nodded quickly. "Yes."

She was eager. Much more eager than he had thought possible. Slowly he let go of her, his hand sliding down between her legs. His fingers slid into her, spreading her lips while his other hand guided her hips down until she was sliding onto his cock. She bit her lip. Shifting on him, she tightened her grip on his shoulders.

"Go as slow as you need to," he whispered, letting her legs slid further apart so that she could go down easier on him.

She let her body relax as she slid all the way down. She whimpered again. "Ow..."

He winced as his balls slapped against her ass as she slid all the way down on him. His cock filled her and he saw a tiny bit of blood trail down his thigh. "You should have taken it slower," he said with a sympathetic smile. "Not many can uh...take me all at once."

She shuddered against him. "I'm...ok..."

Ryan just nodded and trailed kisses over her. "Take a breath and when you're ready let me know."

She nodded against him. When her walls finally stopped clenching and she numbed up a bit, she kissed his jaw to let him know. Slowly he began rocking his hips upward rubbing her insides. His hands went to her waist and slowly lifted her just a little bit before lowering her as he pumped into her, hoping that she would catch on. At first, she just let him do what he wanted. For a long time she just wanted to focus on how deep he was and how it felt like he was going deeper each time. But after a while, she started moving with him, rocking her hips and moving around on his as she panted.

He watched as she began to rock and buck on him. "There we go," he whispered to himself. He nuzzled her neck, his lips washing over her breast as he pulled her close. He sucked and nipped at her breast, letting himself tease her nipple while she crashed over him. Her breathing was already heavy, she couldn't last much longer.

She bit her lip, but she couldn't hold back. Little moans purred from her mouth and she once again tightened her grip on his shoulders. Her head tossed back. As she came close, he sucked harder on her breast, his hands tightening on her as he moved her all the way down on him. He held her there as he felt her orgasm wash over her. Her walls began to hug his cock, and soon his cum was overflowing her insides as she milked him for everything he had. She wrapped her arms around him, burring her face in his neck as she panted and shuddered. In that very moment, with his arms so tightly around her, she knew, this was what love felt like. An overpowering emotion that makes your heart hurt but feel perfect at the same time. The feeling of never wanting to let go even though you know you have forever to hold it. For some reason he was happy. Sure he'd just cum which always made him happy. Sure he was covered in sweat and had her juices flowing down onto him. Another thing which made him happy. The fact that he had a naked girl straddling him, her legs spread wide and her breasts pushed against him also made him happy. Yet none of those reasons were the source of his happiness. It was...confusing, but it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Maybe he was sick....

She smiled against him. "I'm...so happy to have you...."

Biting his lip, he nodded slowly. "Me too."

She pulled from him and ran her hand over his face. "I'm hungry...let's eat," she smiled. Slowly, she moved off him.

He watched as she slid off of his cock, the limp organ falling to the side as she moved and looked at the food. He wrapped an arm around her waist, urging her to lay against him as they ate. Turning on the television, he relaxed and lazily traced his fingers over her body.

What would Gabby say if she saw her, naked on the couch with cum all over her legs and in Ryan's arms. She blushed at the thought. After they ate, she slipped on her dress and opened the living room door. She asked for a bath to be drawn and for her father's robe to be set out for Ryan.

Ryan's eyes widened as he heard this. "Just...one bath?" He asked curiously as he pulled on his pants.

She turned to him. "Oh...I just..." Quickly she turned to the maids. "Um...make that two baths..."

"No, no that's alright," he said quickly. He smirked at the maids as he grabbed Danny and scooped her into his arms. "Which way to the bath?"

Danny blushed. "Upstairs...third door on the right..."

He nodded, as soon as he started up the stairs he pressed his lips against hers, letting his tongue play with her mouth while he carried her to the bathroom. She placed her hand on his cheek and lightly swung her feet in his arms. She hadn't been this happy since she was announced the student body president.

He nodded to the maid who blushed and moved out of the way as he carried her to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind him, he broke the kiss so that he could look at her. "Strip."

"You should learn manners."

"Strip...please?"

She smiled. "Ok." She took her dress off and stepping in the bubbles.

He stared at her cum filled crotch and smirked. His pants come off and a second later his arms were back around her waist, his limp cock rubbing against her ass as he shifted and slowly slid into the water, pulling her down with him and letting her lean against him.

She ran the cloth over his arms as they sat there. "I can't help but wonder...if you feel like you are giving up something by only being with me..."

"You mean do I miss being a man whore?"

"Yes."

He sighed against her neck. "I don't know. All I do know is that right now I am very happy."

She nodded. "I...would have shared you...with all those girls. I would have been happy to just have you for one night at a time..."

His hand cupped her chin forcing her to lean back and turn her head toward him. He moved and lightly kissed her lips. "You are more than a one night stand."

She smiled, tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm glad I'm more important than them."

"Much more important," he whispered, his hands slowly rubbing her stomach out of habit.

She turned in his arms, cupping his face while pressing her lips to his. She had never felt more wanted in her life than she did that very moment.
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