Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ A Summer of Corruption ❯ Chapter Twelve ( Chapter 12 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Rain grin widened and he kissed her jaw line and neck, eventually he was showering her in sweet kisses. Fiona moaned and started undoing her tie on her uniform. He eyed her as she did this. Was she...getting undressed!? He shifted beneath her, his breath picking up as he began to gently nip at her flesh. She'd done it once to him and it had sent goose bumps over his body, so he wanted to try it on her. With her tie undone, she started undoing the buttons on her shirt while her body moved against him, loving the tender attention.

"Fiona?" His voice was soft and curious as his eyes met hers and he glanced down at her unbuttoned shirt. He could see parts of her bra through it, and he wondered what she was planning. The most he'd ever seen of her was her in her bikini, and that had nearly given him a nosebleed.

"It's alright. Only touching. I promise," she whispered. She urged him to grab her breasts.

He'd already touched her down there, this shouldn't be so tough. But he couldn't see him touching her down there, he could definitely see this. Reaching out, his hands slowly cupped her flesh through her bra. She shivered and pressed herself more into his hands.

He lifted her orbs of flesh, his hands massaging them slowly, watching as they moved and fell with his touches. Biting his lip, he looked back to her.
"Can I...take...your bra off?" He wanted to feel them without them being restricted by the fabric.

"You never have to ask to take something off me, Rain. I'm not restricted from you in the least.”He smiled at that. Mainly because he knew he would always end up asking for her permission to take something off of her. Sliding his hands up her shoulders, he slid her bra straps down before sliding his hands behind her back. With both hands he started to tug on it, trying to disengage the torturous lock. Looking at her with pitiful eyes, he pouted. "It's stuck..."

She laughed lightly and reached behind her with one hand. She unhooked it and nodded to him. With blushing cheeks he slid her bra down, revealing her beautiful breasts. A whisper of amazement escaped his lips as he stared at them. Reaching out, he cupped them again, lifting them up, feeling their warmth. His fingers ran over the length of them, before finally he ran circled around her outer nipple, playing with it gently as he tweaked it. She watched his face. It was always funny seeing someone look at her breasts for the first time. They were always amazed. To her, they were lumps of flesh, but to the virgin male, they were gold. He glanced up at her before licking his lips. He just...he had to. Kissing the top of her breasts, he hesitantly flicked his tongue out over her nipple, amazed at how it had hardened during his caresses.

She bit her lip.
"Rain..."

He looked up at her quickly. "Am I doing it wrong?"

"You are doing more than touching...you're...making me very hot..."

"Oh...that's...bad?"

"I want to have sex."

"Oh! Well...you can't," he said matter of factly. "Not for a few months."

"Exactly...so...we should stop..."

He looked at her breasts and sighed. She was right. Giving them one final caress, he pulled back. She slowly put her bra back on, fixed her shirt and tie then grabbed her bag and got out. He got out, using his bag to cover the front of his pants, he took her hand in his as they hurried to the house. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

"Fiona," he said, stopping her before they went inside. "Tonight um...before bed...if you want...I'd-I'd really like to um..." He stopped and leaned in to whisper, "Eat you out."

"Alright," she smirked.

He quickly looked away. Why had he said that!? He didn't even know what he was doing. He'd managed to make her cum earlier, but that was luck...wasn't it? What if he couldn't do it again? Frowning, he realized what an idiot he was. Going inside, he gave his mom a hug and hurried to his room. Closing and locking the door, he fell back on his bed. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out his photo album. Flipping through page after page, he began to relax as he stared at the images. Him on his first day of class. His parents as his tutor gave him his diploma. His first fencing class. His first trophy for fencing. His first violin. His last birthday at their old home.... Grabbing a piece of paper and a pen, he quickly began scratching down a new song.

At dinner, it was quiet. And after dinner, it was even more quiet. Fiona said goodnight and went to her room. After a shower and changing into her silk, short night gown, she crawled into bed. The door to his room opened up after he was certain his mother had gone to bed. Taking a deep breath, he went to Fiona's room and tried the door handle to see if she had left it open for him. Fiona sat up in bed as the door opened. She lit a candle on the bedside table and moved over for him to crawl in bed with her. Going to her bed, he slipped in beneath the covers, nervous and anxious. His stomach had proverbial butterflies in them, which was funny because his stomach should be empty. He hadn't been able to eat much during dinner that night. She moved to him and laid her head on his chest like she had done when he held her. He looked down at her in surprise. She was cuddling with him? Didn't she want him to eat her out? When she didn't move from him, he relaxed and slipped his arms around her. Closing his eyes as he nuzzled her. She blew at the candle and it went out. Pulling the covers over them she closed her eyes.

"You..don't want me to...?" He couldn't say it, nor did he try to open up his eyes. He was comfortable with her against him. He liked this...just this. Being able to hold her and having her like being against him. At least, he thought she liked it. She seemed quite comfortable on his chest.

"You're shaking. Forcing yourself. I told you. I don't force anyone to do anything." She ran her hand over his chest. "When you are ready, I'll let you."

"Thank you." Leaning down he kissed the top of her head as he got comfortable.

She nodded. Moving closer to him, she pressed her body against his and started to fall asleep. His hand slid over the parts of her bare flesh, and then over her nightgown. With a smile on his lips, he felt himself start to drift off, her scent filling his nose with a pleasant smell.

Three months came and went faster than Fiona thought. Though she and Rain only ever touched each other, she never let him see her fully naked even though she had given him oral at least twice a week. She was sexually frustrated. She needed sex more than anything and it was killing her not to have any.

School went on as normal. And eventually the snickering died out. Though Fiona grew closer and closer to Rain. She found herself sneaking into his bed at night so he could hold her. She also found herself randomly kissing him when no one was looking. She still didn't let him kiss her in front of people but she was getting there.

"Fiona, when's your birthday?" Rain asked randomly one night as he held her in his arms.

"Ummm...November 26 I think."

"That's not exactly a confident answer," he said as he craned his neck to look down at her.

"I haven't celebrated it since I had a nanny so I don't really remember."

He fell silent after that. Stroking her body, he nestled against his pillow while staring up at his ceiling. She didn't celebrate her birthday, but that was one of the best things to celebrate. She closed her eyes and nuzzled his chest as she settled for bed. The next morning he left her sleeping in his bed. It was the weekend which meant the that everyone was sleeping in except for him. Grabbing his laptop, he began to search the internet. When her dad found out his wife was pregnant, he announced it to the news, which meant there should be an article about it. After an hour he found was he was looking for. A smile plastered itself on his face as he wrote down everything he would need.

Arms came around his shoulders and she kissed the back of his neck.
"Morning..."

He shuddered against her. Clicking on another site, he looked back and nuzzled her cheek. "Good morning beautiful."

She moved around to him and moved his laptop to the side as she slipped into his lap. She started kissing his neck. "I know I've been asking a lot lately...but..." She grabbed his hand and moved it up her night gown. She had been asking him to do it every day, sometimes more than once a day. She wanted sex so bad.

He blushed and nodded against her neck
. "Okay," he whispered, kissing her neck as his fingers pressed upward, surprised to find that she'd already taken off her panties. His fingers began to stroke her slowly before sliding into her and curling. He already knew she what she liked it and what she wanted. He'd gotten quite good with his fingers over the past months.

She panted into his neck and moaned.
"Yes..."

He trailed kisses over her neck and jaw, silently praying that his mother wouldn't get up anytime soon. It started out with her just wanting to do it while they were in bed together, but then she started asking him to do to during class, and not just in the supply closet, but the bathrooms and sometimes even during class! Now there were here, and she was moaning against him as three fingers worked her diligently. She gripped his shoulders and her body tensed. Burying her face in his neck she cried out and came. Her cum flowed out and soaked his hands and his lap. Smiling against her, he stroked her back as he pulled his fingers out of her. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he sucked and licked her juices from him. She hugged him close and whimpered. It wasn't enough. It was never enough.

"Are you alright, Fiona?" He looked at her curiously. She'd been wanting this more and more, and she always had the same look on her face when they were through.

"I need cock. It's killing me..."

He blushed when she said that. "Is it really...that bad?"

"I love sex, Rain. I love it so much, I help virgins become experts when they asked. I'm addicted to it." She kissed his cheek and moved off him. "I'm going to go back to my room before your mom wakes."

He nodded and watched her leave. Shifting in his seat, he saw the wet spot on his night pants from where she cum on him. After he changed, he went to his mom's room and knocked. "Mom? Can I come in?"

"Sure sweetie."

Pushing open the door, he sat on her bed while she finished putting on her makeup for the day. "
Mom, I need to talk to dad. Do you know how I can get in touch with him?"

"Why do you need to get in touch with him?"

"I need to ask him for some money. Not a lot," he said quickly. "Just enough to buy Fiona a birthday present."

"It's her birthday?"

"Well...no...but she's never really celebrated her birthday because...well there's no one to celebrate it with her."

"I see," she whispered. Taking a paper and pen, she wrote down the number for him. "There you go, and good luck."

"Mom? One last thing. Do you think you could keep her busy today?"

She smiled at him. "Sure thing."

Fiona went to Rain's room, ready for a new round, but he was gone.
"Rain? Rain, where are you?" she called in the house.

"Oh, Fiona, I had Rain go and do a few errands for me," his mother said. "His father called and there's a chance he can come down, so he's getting things ready."

"Oh...why didn't he ask me to go?"

His mother smiled. Fiona was disappointed that she'd been left behind. "Because his father will be arriving today, and he wanted to surprise him with you. He's been telling his father all sorts of wonderful things about you, and so he can't wait to meet you. Rain's trying to make certain that his father doesn't get all mushy on you."

"Oh. Then I'll have the cook plan out something special for dinner."

"It's okay, Fiona. Rain wants to cook his father something special. If you'd like, I have a few errands of my own and I could use a girl's help with them."

"Alright. I'll help."

"Wonderful!" Grabbing Fiona's hand, she all but drug her away.

Meanwhile, Rain was plotting and planning.

Fiona paled as she ran errands with his mother. She had never shopped with another female before.

"Oh isn't this adorable!?" His mother held up a dress to Fiona and looked her over. "You're a beautiful girl, Fiona. Anything would look wonderful on you."

"It's very...pink," she whispered.

"Pink is a beautiful color, and it goes well with your complexion."

"I don't really like pink."

"Oh... Well that's alright. What colors do you like?"

"Anything but pink and purple."

"I see, well then...." Her eyes scanned the rows of clothing before pulling out a red garment, a black one, and a dark blue one. "What about these?"

"Those are nice."

"Well why don't you try them on and see what you think." She was smiling until she saw Rain going toward the bakery store in the mall. Quickly she moved to block Fiona's view.

"Alright..." she said suspiciously but took the dresses and went to the changing room.

His mother sighed in relief. She watched as her son started to come out with a large box as Fiona stepped out to show her the dresses. She moved close to her and began to examine it. "It looks lovely on you."

"I don't need any more dresses really. Why don't you try something on. My treat."

She smiled. "That's sweet of you, Fiona, but you've done enough without buying me clothes."

"Yes, but wouldn't it be nice to have a sexy dress to wear since your husband is coming?"

His mother gave her a smirk as she said that. "That would be an interesting thought. However, I don't feel exactly sexy now."

Fiona smirked.
"Oh...you will when I'm done."

For the next five hours, Fiona drug her around town getting her hair, nails, and face done to look stunning. The hair dresser even gave her some products to use at home to give her hair more body and volume. After going to a bunch of designer stores, Fiona loaded the limo with new dresses. "Alright! You have tones to choose from when we get home. You'll look amazing tonight."

"Fiona...I...wow," his mother said in shock as she looked at herself.

"Yeah, it is pretty awesome," she smirked as they started home. "Your husband is going to be all over you."

"Really, Fiona, you shouldn’t talk about things such as that."

"Why not?"

She smirked as she looked over at her. "Just how far have you and my son gone?"

"Let's see..." she said thinking about it. "Touching and I've given him oral. That's about it."

"I see. You're very frank about sex, not at all like him. Though I have noticed that he's lightened up considerably since he's been with you."

"Sex is sex. It's just like breathing or eating. There isn't anything special about it. But Rain thinks highly of it and I would never do anything to force him to do something he wasn't ready for. He thinks sex is important so for now, it's important."

"Sex is important to him. He doesn't want to make the same mistake his father and I made."

She turned to her. None of her business. She shook her head and looked out the window.

"Just...promise me this, Fiona. Don't break him. That's all that I ask. My son has a very...unique look on the world. He believes there is good in just about everything; and...he cares about you a lot. You're the first girl he has ever given his heart to."

Fiona fisted her skirt.
"I didn't intend for him to give me his heart. I'm not the type to fall in love or spend my life with one person. He asked me to try to be with him. I don't want to push him to do anything. And...I don't want to break him..."

"As long as you don't want to break him, you won't," she whispered. Pulling Fiona into a hug, she kissed the top of her head. "However, if you were to ever fall in love with my son, I don't think he could pick a better girl. You would make a wonderful daughter-in-law."

"I'm not made for marriage," she said as she pulled away. They pulled up to her house and she stepped out as the help came out to get all the bags of clothes she bought for Rain's mother.