Touching Toni: Part 1

Best friends find they both want something more.

Based on a post by L Kilkenny. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Jake awoke from what was apparently a very good dream since he could feel his erection straining against his boxers. Lying on his side, facing the wall, he was still in that transition between sleep and wakefulness. Taking a deep breath and stretching he noticed a distinct and familiar smell. It was floral and fresh with a hint of strawberry. He started to roll over but something was pressed against his back. Craning his head around the first thing he saw were bare feet with red painted toe nails, ankles crossed with one foot lightly bouncing. Turning his head further, he saw bare legs, smooth, shapely, tan, and athletic. He next saw blue-jean shorts over narrow hips, a tucked in white tee shirt concealing firm, proud  tits, one of which was covered by a cascade of blue-black hair which came almost to the waist, a long slender neck, clean jawline, supple lips, narrow nose, and deep emerald green eyes. The eyes, and the lips, held a smile as Jake looked at his unexpected visitor.

"Morning sleepy head," Toni said pertly.

"Hey Toni," Jake said sleepily, in his deep soft voice. "What's up?"

"Uh, not you," she joked. "I was beginning to wonder if you were going to wake up today. I started to wake you once, but you sounded like you were having a really good dream so I just got comfortable and waited for you to wake up."

"What time is it? How long have you been here?" Jake asked, still keeping his back to her because his erection was still raging.

Toni looked down at her phone. "It's 9:30 in the morning and I've been here about an hour or so."

"So what are you doing here so early on a Saturday morning?"

"Will you go with me to the mall today?" Toni asked.

"Uh, yeah, sure. I just need to take a shower," Jake said.

"Okay," she said looking at him with her trademark half-smile. She waited a full five seconds to see if he would move. He didn't.

"I'm going to get some orange juice," she said getting up off the bed. "You want some?"

"Uh, sure," he said, still looking back over his shoulder.

Toni left her sandals on the floor next to his bed and padded barefoot out the door, headed to the kitchen.

Jake jumped out of bed with tented boxers. He grabbed some clean underwear, a pair of khaki shorts and a tee shirt and headed down the hall to the bathroom, but only after looking both ways at the door to make sure no one would see him.

Turning on the shower as soon as he got inside the bathroom, he stripped his boxers off and threw them in the hamper.

Feeling the water before stepping into the shower, he put both hands on the wall and let the water flow over his head and down his back. At 6'3" he had to bend slightly at the waist to get his head below the shower head. His broad back was pale compared to his face, neck and arms which were nicely tanned. Jake had the classic farmer's tan, meaning he was rarely out in the sun without a shirt on. The reason for that was evident in the raised red scars crisscrossing his back.

Fostered.

Jake had grown up in the foster care system. His mother had abandoned him on the steps of a church in Cleveland, Ohio when he was a day old. He was handed over to social services and placed with a family that made a living out of gaming the foster care system. Child care was not on their list of priorities. He was barely fed, never loved, and when the man of the house had a little too much to drink, the boy became the target of his evil inclinations.

When he was 6 years old, and after a particularly harsh beating, he had waited until his foster parents had finally passed out from drink, took the only thing he owned, a small metal car with one wheel missing, and he left. It was raining and cold. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew he wasn't staying here anymore.

He walked down the dimly lit sidewalk, passed street corners where hookers and drug dealers plied their trades, past darkened alleyways where junkies snorted and injected drugs, some of them for the last time. He felt invisible, as he had so often in his home. Unseen and unheard until fate or just plain bad luck seemed to shine a spotlight upon him, making him the most visible thing in the room. A target. On this night though, thankfully, he remained invisible. Cold and wet, but invisible to those around him.

Suddenly he smelled something that smelled like heaven. Someone was cooking and his stomach was growling. Driven by hunger, he followed his nose down an alley until he found a door propped open and the smells coming out where too much to resist. He went inside and found a pan of fresh bread rolls. He grabbed one and started eating. He didn't hear the large man that walked up behind him.

"Would you like a glass of milk with that?" a voice behind him asked.

He spun around like a cornered animal, looking for an escape.

The man could see the fear in the boy's eyes. He backed up so that he wasn't too imposing and knelt down on one knee. "It's okay son, I'm not going to hurt you," he said holding his empty hands, palms out, toward him. "Would you like some eggs and bacon?" he asked.

"What's bacon?" the boy asked quietly.

"What's bacon?" the man asked stunned. "Well son, it's only the best dang breakfast food on the planet. It's practically its own food group."

"I've never had any bacon," he said, unable to meet the man's eyes.

"What's your name son?"

The boy stood, not answering, looking down at the floor.

"It's okay son, you're not in trouble. My name's Mike." He held out his large hand.

The boy automatically flinched back, away from his hand.

"Hey, hey, hey; it's okay. No one's going to hurt you, I promise," Mike said soothingly. "You do have a name don't you?"

The boy shook his head slowly, side to side.

"Well, how about we call you, uh, Jake?"

"Jake," the boy whispered. It was the first time in memory that he had an actual name, other than kid, brat, bastard, or any of a hundred names of the type. He nodded his head and said again, "Jake."

"Okay Jake, how about those eggs and bacon?"

"Okay," Jake said, his head slowly nodded.

Scrambled eggs and bacon soon became Jake's favorite food in the world. It was so good. He had eaten two scrambled eggs and was on his 6th piece of bacon when he heard someone knocking on the back door of the diner.

"Jake, this is John." Mike said, introducing the man who came in. "John is a policeman and he helps people."

"Hey Jake," John said. Mike had already warned him about trying to touch the boy. "Like Mike said, I'm a police detective. My job is to help people. Do you need help, Jake?"

Jake sat, looking at Mike and John for a few moments before very slowly nodding his head.

"Okay, finish your breakfast, and we'll get Mike to make you a sack lunch to take with us, and we'll go for a ride in my car, okay?"

"Okay," Jake whispered.

"Hey Mike, would you have any of MJ's clothes here? He's about Jake's size isn't he?" John asked. MJ was Mike Jr., Mike's 5 year old son.

"You know, I think I do. I keep a change of clothes for him here because whenever he comes by to visit he invariably gets something on his shirt or his pants so I keep a couple sets of clothes here."

Mike left the room and soon came back with a shirt, pair of pants, and even a pair of sneakers.

"Hey Jake, would you like to change into some dry clothes?"

"Okay," Jake said.

"All right, come on back here where you can have some privacy."

Mike took Jake to his office and gave him the clothes, "Here you go bud, put these on."

Mike closed the door, but walked around the side of the office where there was a window. He just wanted to make sure Jake could get changed okay. When he looked through the window, the blood drained from his face. "John," he hissed.

John came over and looked through the window. He saw Jake gingerly removing his old, wet tee shirt. The red lashes across his back were angry, swollen, and fresh. "My God," Mike said in an emotional whisper. John simply shook his head. In his line of work, he had seen this type of thing far too often, and he never got used to it.

When he was changed, Jake was taken to the police department where he was able to give the names of his foster parents. They were arrested, charged, and would be in prison for many years to come.

John called his sister, Diane, in Texas, because he knew that she and her husband had recently found out that they would never be able to have children and had been talking about adopting. He arranged with the social services representative to meet with Diane and Bob Hardin. Within the month, Jake was getting on his first airplane, bound for Dallas, Texas.

Bob and Diane understood the uphill battle they faced with Jake. They knew that years of abuse would be hard to overcome, but they were kind, patient, supportive and now Jake was 18, having just graduated in the top five percent of his class, with academic scholarships for pretty much anywhere he wanted to go. He still had his physical scars, and his emotional scars. He still did not like to be touched. He would willingly accept physical contact from only three people. His adopted parents and Toni Flint.

Jake moved in with Bob and Diane, to a quiet suburb in The Colony, Texas. Soon after, he was outside, playing in their spacious back hard. Though his adoptive parents had bought him many new toys, he still played with his familiar old three wheeled car. On this day, as he played, he heard a voice call to him with a simple, "Hi."

Jake turned to see a girl about his age standing at the fence between his yard and the yard next door. She was tan with long hair that was shiny black like a crow's wing. She had green eyes that seemed to look into his soul.

"Hi," Jake said.

"What's your name?"

"Jake."

"Hi Jake, I'm Toni."

"Isn't that a boy's name?"

"Not when you spell it with an 'I'," she said pertly.

"Do you want to play?" Jake asked her.

"Sure." Toni climbed the chain link fence without a moment's hesitation.

"What are you playing?" Toni asked him.

"Cars," Jake said.

"Okay. Do you have another car?"

"No, but you can play with mine," Jake said, handing her the beat up little car.

"Thank you," Toni said.

After playing and talking for a while, they heard a voice calling. "Toni, Toni Flint!"

"Oh, there's my mom," Toni said, holding the little car out to Jake.

"You can keep it," Jake said quietly.

Toni looked at the pitiful little car and smiled a little half smile. "Thank you," she said and reached out and grabbed Jake in a big hug. Jake stood stock still for a second before slowly reaching his arms around her.

Diane Hardin, watching from the kitchen window smiled, even as a tear fell from her eye.

Toni and Jake has been inseparable best friends ever since.

Morning Routine.

After taking care of his morning wood, Jake finished showering, jumped out, dried off quickly, brushed his teeth, shaved, put on after shave and deodorant, and finally put on his shorts and tee shirt. Back in his room, he found Toni, again laying back on his bed, holding her phone in one hand and a pop tart in the other. Two glasses of orange juice, one already half empty, sat on the bedside table.

He was still rubbing his head with a towel when he walked into the room. He threw the towel on the desk chair, and grabbed some socks and shoes. Putting them on, he said, "Okay, ready to go."

Toni looked over at him and shook her head while making little clucking noises with her tongue. Swinging her long legs over the side of the bed, she pointed back at the desk chair.

"Sit," she commanded.

Jake looked at Toni and sat back down in the desk chair.

Walking over to his dresser, she picked up a comb and walked around behind his chair. She ran her fingers through his wild mass of blonde hair. His hair was close cut on the sides and back, but longer on the top in what was called a side-part fade. For some reason, he always forgot to comb his hair. He was very hygienic, always clean, showered, shaved, but he never seemed to remember to comb his hair.

His first year of school after moving in with the Hardin's, he would catch the school bus in front of Toni's house. He would always be there, sitting on her steps waiting for her. Most mornings his hair would be sticking every direction at once. She started carrying a comb in her backpack. She would take it out, work her way through his blonde hair before she would finally step back, look him over and declare him, "Good to Go." What she didn't know what that Jake's mother made sure his hair was combed before he left the house, but he would intentionally mess it up on the walk over to Toni's so that he could feel her hands on his head as she combed his hair.

Today she was standing behind him, pulling the comb through his hair, setting the part, before spinning his chair around and looking down into his pale, ice-blue eyes as he looked up at her, and smiled. She looked back up to his hair, combed a few stray locks into place and declared him, "Good to go."

Mall Walking.

Walking through the mall they made quite the pair. Jake at 6'3" with wide shoulders and narrow hips, wore an orange University of Texas tee shirt, khaki cargo shorts, and black Under Armor running shoes. Toni was 5'10", her dark skin and raven black hair, evidence of her Native American ancestry from her father's side, but whose emerald eyes were definitely a throwback to her mother's Icelandic family roots.

"Are we looking for anything in particular today?" Jake asked as they rode the escalator up to the second floor.

"We're meeting Kaylee and she and I have to do a little quick shopping. Then I was hoping we could go by the lake and maybe grill some burgers, and hang out. It's the beginning of summer and we've graduated high school so this is our last summer before we all scatter and go off to college."

When he didn't respond, she looked up at him and saw in his eyes a combination of fear, anxiety, and sadness.

"Jake?" Toni asked, putting her hand on his arm.

"Yeah?" he said. The look in his eyes was gone. This worried her more than the fear, this was his mask that he had learned to put on in the years before he came to Texas. The mask that he hides behind when he feels like he needs to retreat into himself.

"Oh Jake...." Toni started, concern showing in her eyes.

"Hey guys, over here!" they heard as they reached the top of the escalator.

Coming toward them was Kaylee Anderson, her brown wavy hair bouncing as she trotted toward them. She was cute with a big smile and big chocolate brown eyes. At 5'3" she seemed tiny next to Jake and Toni. What most people noticed about her though were the 36 D  tits that seemed oddly out of place on her otherwise tiny frame.

"Kaylee!" Toni said, hugging her best girl friend.

"I'm so glad to see you guys," Kaylee said. "Hey, Jake."

"Hey, Kaylee," Jake smiled at her. Kaylee had been friends with Toni and Jake since the 9th grade, so she knew Jake's aversion to physical contact, so even though she was a "hugger," she knew not to try to hug Jake.

"Have you found anything yet?" Toni asked.

"I haven't really looked yet, I was waiting on you. This is kind of a two person job. I need your opinion."

"Well let's get to it."

The two girls headed off with Jake close behind. He wasn't paying much attention until the girls turned into a store with swim suits adorning all the mannequins in the windows.

"I think I'll wait out here in the concourse."

"But Jake, we need your opinion on our new swim suits," Kaylee said.

"Toni can give you an opinion," Jake said nervously.

"A man's opinion is always better," Kaylee insisted.

"Please," Toni said.

Jake looked over and saw exactly what he expected to see. Toni's pout face, that she knew he couldn't say no to.

"Ugh, okay, let’s get this over with," Jake sighed.

Kaylee clapped her tiny hands and Toni hooked her arm in his and pulled him along.

Fitting Room.

Jake was sitting in a chair close to the dressing rooms and the girls had both gone back with several suits each.

Kaylee was the first to come out. She had a bright yellow two piece bikini that looked like the structural integrity of the string holding the top up may have been at its design limits. She spun around two times allowing him to see the front and the back. The bottoms were high cut at the hips and hugged tightly to her rounded back side.

"Well?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah, Kaylee, it looks great," Jake stammered. He could feel his ears getting red.

"Jake Hardin, are you blushing?" Kaylee trilled.

"No, er, oh come on, Kaylee, you know I'm not the right guy for this," Jake said, looking anywhere other than directly at her.

Kaylee just laughed and headed back to the dressing room. Jake leaned over, putting his head in his hands and rubbing his eyes. "How do I get myself into these situations?" he asked, to no one in particular.

"Jake?"

Jake looked up and froze. Toni stood there in a turquoise two piece. The contrast between her dark skin and the suit was amazing. The top showed off her perfect  tits. He could faintly see the outline of her nipples through the fabric of the top. The bottom of the suit was small but tasteful. Toni actually looked a little bashful as she turned slowly for his inspection. Jake could feel his temperature rising up his neck and into his face; and that wasn't all that was rising.

"Wow," Jake said, his deep voice barely audible.

"Do you like it?" Toni asked almost bashfully.

"Uh, yeah Toni, it, uh, looks great on you," he said. He was staring and he knew it, but he couldn't look away.

"You really think so?" she asked, looking down at herself.

"Yeah, Toni, I really think so; you're, I mean it's beautiful," he said, reverently.

Was he saying "I'm beautiful?" she asked herself, looking up to see him openly staring at her. She felt butterflies in her stomach and a familiar warming sensation a little further down.

"Yeah, I like this one too, I think I'll get it," she said, turning to walk back to the dressing room. Passing a full length mirror she looked and saw Jake's reflection. It appeared that his eyes were glued to her ass as she retreated. Her lips curled up in her little half smile.

Grub.

They made a stop at the grocery store where they picked up some premade hamburger patties, hot dogs, buns, condiments, salad fixings, drinks, paper plates, napkins, charcoal, and some ice. Most of this went into the large ice-chest in the bed of Jake's truck. With everything chilling in the ice chest, they headed for Lewisville Lake.

They found one of the public camping areas, close to the water, with picnic tables and a grill. Evidently, the girls had been on their phones during the drive because within a half hour several of their other friends showed up.

While the guys messed around in the water, the girls laid out on towels to work on their tans, and so everyone could see their new swim suits.

Jake was busy getting the grill going when a group of guys about their age came wandering up. Evidently they knew a couple of the guys and girls from their group and they were talking. One of the group, a tall jock-type named Travis, seemed especially interested in Toni. He was maybe an inch taller than Jake and looked like he'd been chiseled out of stone. He was currently laying on a towel next to Toni and was talking to her as they tanned.

Jake was watching from his place at the grill. The burgers were about ready so he called out for everyone to come and eat. As Toni and Travis got up Jake noticed that Travis slid his arm around Toni's waist and drew her right up against his body. Jake saw the flash in her green eyes, like lightening behind a cloud, as she reached down and peeled Travis' hand off her hip. She said something to him that Jake didn't hear, but he saw the angry look on Travis' face as he just stopped and watched Toni walk off.

"Everything okay?" Jake asked as Toni walked up with her paper plate with an empty bun on it.

"Huh, oh yeah," she said, realizing that Jake must have seen her exchange with Travis. "Just a miscommunication."

"Okay," Jake said, using his tongs to put a patty with melted hot pepper cheese on her bun because he knew it was her favorite.

"Mmm, that looks and smells wonderful Jake. You are such a wonderful cook," she beamed at him.

After everyone had eaten, Jake built a large fire in the fire pit and everyone sat round it on towels or a couple of small cut logs someone had left there. Some of the group had kind of paired off, guy and girl, and they sat close, talking low or laughing softly. Kaylee was talking to a guy named Steve. Toni was making her rounds talking with everyone, but when she sat down it was always next to Jake. They had been talking for a bit when Toni said she needed to run up to the public restroom.

"You want me to go with you?" Jake asked.

"That's okay, you've worked all evening cooking and building the fire. You just rest. I'll be right back," she said, walking off into the darkness.

Ten minutes later, when she hadn't returned, Jake scanned the crowd and noticed that Travis was nowhere to be seen. Getting a bad feeling, Jake got up and started up toward the public restrooms. As he neared the small metal building he could hear voices. One was female and angry, the other was male and was hushed but insistent.

"If you don't leave here immediately, I'm going to scream," said a voice he now recognized as Toni.

"You've been teasing me all day. The least you could do is give me a blow job or a hand job," the male voice demanded.

"Well that's not happening. Now get out of my way and let me go." Toni said. He could hear her voice trembling in either fear, anger, or both.

As Jake approached the door of the women's restroom he heard the male voice say "Get on your knees, bitch!" followed by Toni's squeal.

"Get your damn hands off me, Travis!"

The years of helplessness Jake had felt as a child suddenly began to well up from some deep dark place. Oh how he had prayed, even though at the time he didn't know what it was or who he was praying to, for someone, something to save him. Now he was grown, and someone he loved was in that place of fear and helplessness, but now, he could be the instrument of salvation, he could stop now what no one stopped when he was so in need. He felt energized as his adrenaline spiked and he charged, hitting the door with his shoulder at full speed. The lock exploded as the door flew inward. He saw Travis holding the hair on the back of Toni's head and he was trying to force her to the floor. She was struggling with him and was clawing at his arm.

Jake, still at a full run lowered his shoulder and hit the larger, more muscular Travis, just as he spun toward the door, right in the solar plexus, driving him all the way to the wall, knocking all of the air out of Travis' lungs. Travis was standing against the wall with mouth open wide, trying to suck air back into his deflated lungs.

Jake knew this wasn't the evil man who had inflicted so much pain on him, deprived him of his early childhood, and even marked him to this day with the physical and mental scars he left, but Jake also knew that Travis was cut from the same cloth, evil and vindictive, using force and power to take what he wanted.

Jake set his feet and swung from the hip, driving his fist up under Travis' bottom jaw, slamming it shut and snapping his head back into the metal wall. He dropped like a sack of potatoes, out cold.

Turning to Toni, he saw her standing there, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open. She looked like she was in shock, but suddenly her eyes focused, on Jake, and she ran to him, wrapping her arms around his chest and hugging him tightly.

"Oh Jake," she cried. "Thank God you got here when you did."

"Are you okay, Toni?" Jake asked, holding her head to his chest and feeling her tears wetting the front of his tee shirt.

"I am now. Thank you so much Jake." Her sobs began to subside.

Without realizing it, his hand was stroking her soft hair. "Let's get out of this bathroom and then we need to call the cops," he said.

Jake and Toni found a picnic table just up the road from the restroom and called 911. They were connected to the State Park Service who had a State Park Ranger there within minutes. They were telling the Ranger the story when Travis came walking out of the women's restroom, holding his jaw and still a little unsteady on his feet. Based on Toni and Jake's statement, Travis was arrested for battery and taken away by the Ranger.

After the Ranger left with Travis, Toni looked over at Jake and asked, "Jake, where did that come from? I've never seen you like that."

"I don't know. I thought he was hurting you. I just wanted to stop him."

"Well, I'd say you did that," she giggled nervously.

Jake was glad to hear her laugh.

"Come on," he said, still holding his arm protectively around her.

When they got back to the campsite most of the people had left. Kaylee and Steve were standing beside Steve's car, kissing as he prepared to leave.

The guys who had arrived with Travis were looking for him.

"I think I saw him being taken away in the back of a Park Ranger's truck." Jake offered innocently.

The boys looked at each other and started back toward their car.

Jake put the fire out, cleaned up their trash and put it in the trash barrel, before packing up the towels and ice chest in the back of his pickup.

Both girls wanted to ride in the front, so Toni got in first and scooted over by Jake while Kaylee rode shotgun. Kaylee was talking about Steve and how much she liked him.

"How'd it go with Travis?" Kaylee asked Toni. "I saw you talking to him earlier, but after supper I never saw you two together."

"He started talking to me when I was laying out. He seemed nice enough, but all he talked about was himself, how he was a star football player and he'd dated all the cheerleaders. When we got up to eat, he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me up against him. I removed his hand from my hip and told him if he wanted to keep it, he'd better keep it off me. He didn't talk to me anymore after that and I was completely fine with that. Later, after it got dark, I went up to the restroom and had just finished and came out of the stall, and there he was, standing right there in the girls restroom, smiling at me. I asked him what he thought he was doing in the women's restroom and he starts going off about how I'd been teasing him and how he knew I wanted him. He actually came right out and said I needed to give him a blow job or a hand job. I told him to go kick rocks and started to leave when he grabbed me by the back of my hair and tried to force me down on my knees while he untied the string on his shorts."

"Oh my God, Toni. I had no idea. What did he do to you?" Kaylee asked, her eyes now big as saucers.

"Well, like I said, he was going to force me to my knees. I guess he thought he was going to make me give him a blow job, but before he could get me all the way down, the bathroom door exploded. It swung open with metal pieces of the lock scattering across the concrete floor, and what looked like a charging bull came flying in, tackled Travis into the wall, and then punched him so hard it knocked him out cold."

"Someone saved you? Who, who was it?"

"I'll give you one guess." Toni leaned her head over on Jake's shoulder.

"Jake? Oh my God. Travis was a big guy and Jake knocked him out with one punch?"

Jake's face was red with embarrassment at the praise from the girls.

"Well, I think he hit his head on the wall before I hit him so he was probably half knocked out already," Jake said quietly.

"I'm so sorry that happened to you Toni. I'll be sure to let Steve know what a predator Travis is," she said. "And Jake, I'm so glad you were there for her. She could have been raped, or worse, that's so scary." Kaylee felt an uncontrollable tremor just thinking about what could have happened to her friend.

For the rest of the drive everybody seemed busy with their own thoughts. Kaylee was still thinking about Steve and what had happened to Toni,

Toni was thinking about her harrowing experience with Travis, but more than that, she was thinking about Jake blasting through the door to save her. Feelings that she'd been having for the past year for Jake were only getting stronger. She was suddenly exhausted and laid her head over on Jake's shoulder.

Jake was driving along, replaying tonight's events over and over in his head. The scared look on Toni's face would be forever ingrained in his mind. She had been his best friend for years. They were "thicker than thieves" his mother used to say.

He had been content with that for a long time, but the last couple of years his feelings for her had been changing, evolving. He was thinking of Toni more and more, and his thoughts were going far beyond what best friends should be thinking. He felt her head lay over on his shoulder and she put her hand in the crook of his arm and pulled his arm over to her. Her touch on his bare skin was electric. The heat from her hand radiated up his arm to engulf his whole body in a warmth he'd never experienced.

They dropped Kaylee off at her house and then drove back to Jake's house. He parked his truck and walked Toni to her front door. She was still holding on to his arm. At the front door, she looked at him and leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you Jake, for being my best friend and for always being there for me," Toni said, looking into his ice-blue eyes.

"You have always been there for me too, Toni."

Toni hugged him tightly, feeling the scars on his back, beneath this shirt. Jake laid his cheek on the top of her head, enjoying the faint smell of her strawberry shampoo, and the coconut smell of tanning oil.

"Good night, Toni," Jake said, finally releasing her.

"Good night, Jake," Toni replied.

Jake stood and watched her until she unlocked the door and slipped inside, waving to him before she shut and locked the door. Only then did he turn and start walking back to his house next door.

Casualties.

A week after Toni's near miss with Travis, word got back to her that he had two shattered teeth and a fractured jaw from Jake hitting him. His Dad, who he was staying with for the summer, had to bail him out of jail and Travis was now confined to his Dad's house until his case came up in court. She was nervous about testifying, but if she didn't do something, the next girl might not be so lucky as to have someone like Jake there to save them.

Jake had seemed more protective since the incident. He had been texting her whenever she was out. Once he even called, which was unusual for Jake. He didn't mind texting, but rarely called on the phone. When he did text or call, he was just wanting to check and make sure she was okay, and each time it made her heart swell, knowing how much he cared for her, and wondering if there could be something more between them.

Toni knew the kind of abuse he had suffered as a small child. Over the years, he had opened up to her about his past. Probably even more so than with his adoptive parents, or the counselor he had seen for several years. Outwardly, he had adjusted well to his new life, but inwardly, at least some of the time, he was still that innocent little child who had suffered so much at the hands of pure evil, so while he mostly looked for the good in people, he was all too aware of the evils that could lurk within someone.

Toni was also becoming aware of a growing desire for Jake. A desire that went well beyond best friends. He had invaded her dreams, even before the incident with Travis, and several times since. She dreamed of those ice-blue eyes, that blonde hair sticking in every direction as once. Those wide shoulders, narrow waist and perfect ass. His voice, deep and resonant, sent tingles through her private parts and left her with damp panties on more than one occasion.

To be continued. Based on a post by L Kilkenny, for Literotica.

Touching Toni: Part 2

Best friends make the most of an arrangement.

Based on a post by L Kilkenny. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

A Week To Come.

"Good morning, Jake," his mother said when he came downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning Mom," he smiled at her. "Something smells good."

"Scrambled eggs and bacon," she smiled. It was still his favorite.

Jake just smiled, made a plate for himself, and his mother, and sat down at the table while she was taking the last of the eggs out of the pan and putting them into the bowl that he had just half emptied to make their plates.

Jake was already through his first serving when Diane sat down and started on hers.

"Where's Dad?" Jake asked, noting his absence.

"He's golfing today. I told him he could golf this weekend if he would come on my work retreat with me this coming week," she replied while continuing to eat.

"Oh yeah, I'd forgotten about that. Aren't Toni's folks going to that too?"

"Yes, since Charlotte and I work together we kind of have to go, but luckily your Dad and Henry have agreed to go with us so it should be a good time."

"Sounds like fun. A whole week in cabins on the lake," Jake said.

"Yeah, as long as the events don't get too corny," she smirked. "Last year they had some motivational group come in and we had to do all these trust exercises and stuff. I think it's going to be a little more relaxed and free flowing this year. There are some set agenda items, but much of the time is supposed to be devoted to really relaxing and decompressing. That's one reason they're allowing spouses to come this year, to make it kind of a seminar and a vacation."

"Well, I hope y'all have a good time," Jake said, "y'all deserve it."

"Well thank you Jake," she smiled at him.

"I expect you'll look after Toni while we're all away. I think this is the longest either of you have been alone so we expect you to look out for one another," his mother said.

"Yes ma'am," Jake said, keeping his head down, looking at his empty plate, "I won't let anything happen to her," he promised.

Work Retreat.

It was a warm and sunny Texas afternoon and Jake had seen his parents off to their week-long retreat. He had just finished his workout in the home gym his family had in the basement and was coming up to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water when he heard the front door open and close. No one had rung the doorbell so that left two options. Either he was getting burglarized, or ....

"Jake?" He heard Toni's voice call out.

"Yeah," he said coming to the top of the basement stairs.

Toni came from the den into the kitchen as he came in from the other side.

"Been working out I see," Toni said, looking at his sweaty body dressed in a tank top and gym shorts, and feeling a warmth starting to spread from her center outward. "He looks yummy!" she thought to herself.

"Yeah, a little bit," he said looking at her in her jean shorts, wearing a snug fitting tank top. Texas summers were no joke, even in Northern Texas, so clothing was usually chosen more for its cooling properties than style. Her hair was braided in a long braid, reaching to her waistline.

"Cool, I just thought I'd come hang out over here since everybody's gone. I don't really like being completely alone," she confessed.

"Sure, no problem," Jake said, "Let me run take a shower and then we'll hang out."

"Sounds good to me," she said, going back into the den and turning on the TV.

Jake ran upstairs, got some clean clothes and jumped in the shower. He showered quickly, threw on his clothes, hung up his towel, and headed back downstairs.

Toni was sitting on the couch with her shoes in the floor and her long legs pulled up under her. His heart skipped a beat as he saw her sitting there. She looked up and saw him standing in the door way and smiled her little half smile which made her green eyes sparkle.

"So what's on the agenda for today?" Jake asked.

"Well," Toni said, "Kaylee is having a get together at her pool this evening and invited us."

"Sounds good," Jake said. He really didn't care much for crowds, but he knew Toni wanted to go so....

"Really?" Toni asked, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Sure," Jake said. "I don't have anything else to do, and I did promise my mom that I'd keep an eye on you."

"Okay, go grab what you need and then we'll run over to my house and I'll get my stuff," she said, leaning down to put her sandals back on.

Jake went up to his room, put on his socks and shoes and grabbed a pair of swim trunks and an extra tee shirt, his sun glasses and a UT ball cap. Throwing everything in a gym bag, he headed back down stairs where Toni was waiting. They went out, locking the front door behind them.

Jake tossed his bag into the truck before following Toni over to her house.

"Come on up," she said, heading up the stairs. "I just need to grab a few things."

Jake followed along behind.

He looked around her room as he stood in the doorway. It was a typical teenage girl's room he assumed. He had only seen two teenage girls' rooms and they were pretty much the same. Posters of the latest celebrity heart throb, soft pastel colors, white bedroom furniture, a queen sized bed with a floral print comforter. She had a shelf, built like a pyramid, so each successive level had a shorter shelf.

On the bottom, she had five sea shells she and Jake had collected when their families had vacationed together at the beach a couple of summers ago. The next shelf had 4 snow globes that her Dad had gotten from his company travels over the years. Next were 3 plastic horses that Jake had given her over the years. One white, one black, and one a buckskin. Toni loved horses. Above that were 2 pictures. One was her and Jake, not long after he'd moved in next door, and the other was her and Jake at their high school graduation. The first picture had always been there, the second she changed every so often with a new one, and the replaced one went into an album she kept in her book shelf.

The top row was a single small shelf, and on it sat a pitiful little toy car with most of the paint missing and only three wheels. It had held the top spot on the shelf since she got it. It was her most prized possession.

"Hold this open," Toni said, handing him her bag.

Jake dutifully held the bag while she went around the room, digging things out of dresser drawers, closets, and clothes baskets. She reached in, grabbing an extra pair of panties and a bra which she threw toward the bag, but overshot slightly, hitting Jake right in the face with them. The bra bounced off and landed on his arm, the panties however hung there precariously from the bill of his hat, the light cotton fabric not having enough weight or gravity to fall.

"Oops," Toni giggled, "sorry about that."

Jake blew on the panties and they dislodged and fell into the bag. "Uh, no worries," he said, his face now flaming red.

Toni grabbed the rest of her stuff, tossed it in the bag, and grabbing the bra still laying across his arm, put it in the bag as well.

"Ready to go," she announced.

Jake zipped the bag up and following Toni, headed back down stairs.

Kaylee’s House.

A dozen or so people were already at Kaylee's house when they arrived. It was about a half and half mix of guys and girls. Everyone was laughing, splashing and having a good time. Jake and Toni went into the pool house to change into their swim suits. Toni went into the changing room and Jake went in the bathroom where he changed into his swim trunks and a navy blue sleeveless tee shirt. They came back out at about the same time. Toni had on the turquoise bikini with a white wrap around her waist that went almost all the way to the floor. Jake's pulse tripled in an instant and he could feel himself beginning to get erect at the sight of her. He picked up a beach ball that was sitting in the corner and held it in front of himself, hoping she wouldn't realize what he was doing. He was scared to think of what Toni would say if she knew he was having these thoughts about her. He was her best friend, and was supposed to protect her, but lately he felt like it was him she needed protection from.

They went out of the pool house and Jake jumped immediately into the pool, hoping the cool water would help cool him off, both literately and figuratively. He watched as Toni went over to say hi to Kaylee and Steve who were sitting on the covered swinging chair.

"Hey Toni," Kaylee said as Toni walked up to her. "You remember Steve," she said, patting him on the leg.

"Yes, hey Steve," Toni said.

"Hey Toni," Steve replied. "Hey, I wanted to apologize about Travis. Kaylee told me about what he tried to do with you. He's a freaking idiot and a steroid jock. We went by his Dad's house and let him know that if he showed his face around here, or especially you, that we'd help your boyfriend beat his ass."

"Her what?" Kaylee asked.

"Her boyfriend, the tall guy she's always with." Steve turned to Toni. "Isn't that your boyfriend?"

"No," she said, looking at Jake standing in the pool, leaning against the side, his eyes closed and his head tilted back, his face to the sun, "he's my best friend. He has been since we were six years old."

"He must be a good friend because he messed Travis up. He had busted teeth, a fractured jaw, a concussion. That's the kind of damage done by someone that loves you." Steve said, "in my opinion anyway."

Could that be true Toni pondered? Could he love her the way she loved him? She knew he loved her, but was it the kind of love that would make him want her the way she wanted him?

"He watches you," Steve said, "not creepy stalker like, but like you're very special to him. I noticed it at the lake the other day, that's why I thought y'all were together."

"Toni!" Someone was coming through the crowd toward her.

"Stormy!" Toni exclaimed as the blonde girl made her way through the small crowd of people.

Stormy Davis was the stereotypical blonde bomb shell. She was 5'7", long wavy blonde locks, bright blue eyes that Toni had wondered more than once if they were colored contacts. She had an hourglass figure with large  tits that weren't what Nature provided but were really expensive, a slim waist, and flared hips. She had been the head cheerleader her senior year at their high school. Toni was never a cheerleader, preferring instead to actually play sports instead of cheering for them. She had played basketball, volleyball, softball, and soccer.

Stormy finally reached the small group and gave Toni a hug.

"So, how have you been since graduation?" she asked Toni.

"Just trying to enjoy the summer before starting to college in the fall," Toni said.

"So where's Jake?" Stormy asked, looking around. Everyone knew you rarely saw one without the other.

"He's in the pool," Toni pointed him out.

"Mmm, I wish he'd take that tee shirt off. I can see his big shoulders, arms, and chest through the shirt, but I bet they'd look a lot better without it," she said wistfully.

Toni suddenly had the urge to take Stormy over to the pool and hold her head underwater. Where did that come from? Was she jealous of Stormy wanting so see Jake's body. Short answer: hell yes, she was. Stormy had a reputation that seemed to come along with being head cheerleader. Rumor was that she was very sexually active and that once she set her sights on a guy, that was it. They were conquests to her, and once she got what she wanted, she moved on to the next one.

Toni suddenly wanted to introduce her to Travis, but then immediately felt bad. Sexual-free-spirit or not, no woman should ever be forced to do something they didn't want to do.

"He has a sensitivity to the sun," Toni said, repeating the story that had been made up years prior to explain why he never took his shirt off in front of anyone. "His back and chest break out in an awful rash if they get too much sun."

"Well that's just a shame," Stormy said, watching Jake in the pool.

Toni took her wrap off and set it on the seat next to Kaylee. "I'm going to go jump in for a bit," she said, walking off toward the pool.

Jake saw her coming and smiled. She took three running steps and jumped, right at him. He tried to catch her, but her momentum took them both to the bottom of the pool.

Jake came up for air, and saw Toni had already surfaced, laughing. He couldn't help but smile as the reflections of the sunlight off of the water danced across her emerald eyes.

She swam over next to him and whispered in his ear. "Somebody's been checking you out."

"What?" he asked, surprised.

"Yep, Stormy Davis was just up there asking me all about you," Toni teased.

He looked up and spotted Stormy, and she did appear to be looking and smiling at him.

"Why would she be asking about me?" he asked, confused.

"Well, apparently she thinks my best friend is a hunk," she said, winking at him.

Stormy was beautiful in a movie star sort of way. Her folks came from old Texas Oil, so she was rich, and could afford the best of everything and she was used to getting her way. Toni wondered if Jake might be interested in Stormy.

Jake had never dated. He would talk to the girls in their circle of friends, but he had never sought out a girl in a romantic sense. She had attributed that to his past, and not trusting intimate relationships, but as they got into their teens she expected hormones to take over and that natural drive that seems to exist in every man to reproduce the species to come forth, but for Jake, he had never pursued anyone that she knew of. Was he truly so broken that he might never have a loving physical relationship?

"Yeah, right," Jake said. "She could have any guy in our class."

"I think she's already had most of them," Toni quipped with a wicked smile.

Jake just grinned. His best friend had a caustic wit when she wanted to.

"Maybe you should ask her out," Toni suggested.

"Uh, what?" Jake asked, stunned.

"I know she'd go out with you."

"Well, I can't," Jake said.

"Why not?" Toni pressed.

"I just can't." Jake suddenly had that look in his eyes, like a trapped animal. He turned, climbed up the ladder and headed straight to the pool house.

Toni stood there, watching him practically run into the pool house. What had that been about? Had she pushed him too far? Was he really that afraid of intimacy? She felt horrible for making him scared like that. She got out of the pool, got her towel to dry off, and collected her wrap.

She decided to give him a little time and assumed that he would be back so she mingled, speaking with friends here and there, mostly Kaylee and Steve. After nearly an hour had passed and Jake was still not back, she began to get worried.

She went to the pool house and looked around, but Jake was nowhere to be found. She looked where he had put their bags. Her bag was still there, but his was gone.

She went back outside and looked around but couldn't find him. She walked around to where they had parked the truck. His truck was there, but when she opened the door, she saw his keys lying in the seat. She knew he hadn't left them there when they had arrived, so she assumed that he left on foot, but had left her with the truck to get home.

Toni quickly went back to the pool house, threw her shirt and shorts on over her swimsuit, and headed out. She drove his truck toward his house, expecting to see him before she got there, but he was not on the road. Had he walked the whole five miles back home this quickly?

She parked the truck and mounted the front steps of the house. The front door was locked, but she had his truck keys, and knew where the hidden key was on the front porch. Unlocking the door, she ran up the stairs to his room. The door was open so she looked in. Jake was lying on his back on the bed. His arms folded over his face. His chest still moving up and down rapidly from the exertion of running all the way home, his blonde hair was plastered to his forehead from the swimming and the sweat. His face and arms were flushed.

Toni padded over on bare feet and eased herself down on the bed next to him. Laying her head on his chest and stretching her arm over his stomach. She felt his body tense at her touch. He had always avoided physical contact with everyone, except for his parents, and her. She was afraid that she might suddenly lose her place in this exclusive club. She started to remove her arm when he reached down with his left hand and stopped her. Holding her arm across his stomach.

"Toni, I'm sorry," Jake started out.

"No Jake, I'm the one who's sorry. I shouldn't have teased you like that."

"No, it's not your fault. I know you didn't mean anything by it, it's just that the thought of asking out a girl, while I'm already in love with another girl; it just wouldn't be right." He said it in a low whisper.

"What do you mean, you're already in love with another girl?" She was both thrilled and terrified of what his answer might be.

"Toni," he confessed. "I love you. I always have, and I always will. I love you as my first and best friend, but I also love you in another way."

"And what way is that?" Toni asked, feeling light headed and giddy.

"In a way that I want to kiss you, and hold you in my arms forever. In a way that I want to make love to you if someday you loved me too."

"Well," Toni whispered in his ear, her hot breath causing an almost instant erection. "Welcome to someday Jake, because I do love you, too."

Jake moved his other arm and looked down at Toni who was looking up at him. She slowly moved up, never taking her eyes off of his, and placed her lips softly on his. Her right hand slid up his chest, up the side of his neck before moving to the back of his head, drawing his head down even further. Her mouth opened ever so slightly and her tongue reached out tentatively and touched his lips. At first she felt him stiffen, but then he opened his mouth and let her tongue enter. As it touched his tongue it was like an electric shock that flowed through his whole body. Jake's arms tightened around her body, pulling her on top of him. He could suddenly feel her  tits pressing into his chest. As he kissed her more passionately she started to move her hips in such a way that she was rubbing directly on top of his rock hard erection.

"Umm," they both moaned in unison.

"Oh Jake," Toni said as she kissed neck, "I have wanted this for so long now."

"Me too." Jake whispered, nuzzling her neck and ear. "I have loved you, really loved you for so long now. I was so scared to act on it because I was afraid if you didn't feel the same way that you wouldn't or couldn't be my friend anymore and I just couldn't bear to think of that."

"Oh, baby. I thought the same thing. You have never expressed any interest in girls so I didn't know if that was something you were even interested in. I know the terrible things that you lived through, and that could mess someone up for life, and I'm not saying you're broken, but I wouldn't blame you if you had some reservations about getting in a physical relationship. I know how you are about being touched, and I know you tolerate it from me, but I didn't know if you actually liked it."

"You're right. I did have a rough go at the start. I know that since I came here that I'm safe, and cared for and loved, but I know I still have an issue about being touched. There are some memories that I don't know if I'll ever be able to repress, but that first day that you climbed the fence into my back yard and we played cars, and then I gave you that old car and you hugged me. The fear that usually accompanied physical contact wasn't there. Instead, your touch seemed to wash a calm over me like I had never felt before. It's been that way ever since. Just the touch of your hand on my arm, or when you hook my arm with yours, or when you lean your head on my shoulder like you did in the truck that night after we went to the lake. The slightest touch from you calms my mind, but of late, it also excites me."

"Well if the touch of my hand can do all that, you're gonna love this," Toni said with a wicked grin and a flash of her green eyes.

She reached down, grabbing the bottom of her tee shirt and pulling it slowly up her body, dropping it on the floor next to the bed. Looking him directly in the eyes, she reached behind her neck, found the string holding her bikini top up, and pulled. As the strings fell down her chest, she pulled the top down, revealing her perfect  tits. They were tan like the rest of her body. Her areola were a dark brown and about the size of a 50 cent piece, with dark pink nipples protruding from their center.

Jake could only stare in awe at her body. "Toni, you are so beautiful." His voice husky with emotion.

She reached down, pushing his shirt up his chest, then she laid her body down on his.

It was like an out of body experience. The feelings he had were overwhelming. It was like every nerve ending was on fire. It was almost painful. As she kissed him, she rhythmically slid her nipples around his chest before reaching down and taking his hands and moving them to her  tits.

His first touch was tentative, just barely touching with his fingertips. Slowly, he increased his pressure, kneading the flesh before running his thumbs over her erect nipples.

"Oh my God," Toni breathed into his neck.

Jake stopped immediately.

"Oh no baby, don't stop on me now," Toni pleaded.

Jake returned to massaging her  tits. Toni was again rubbing her crotch against his and the sensation was incredible. This was nothing like masturbation.

Toni was grinding against Jake's erection and getting hotter and wetter by the second.

Toni sat back up, still sitting on Jake's erection which she could feel pulsing beneath her. She suddenly got up and stood beside the bed, crooking her finger at Jake to join her.

Jake swung his long legs over the side of the bed and stood up in front of her. She grasped the bottom of his tee shirt and starting moving it up his body. By instinct, he reached to quickly grab the bottom of his shirt. Toni looked into his eyes. The love there was evident. Jake released his hands, held his arms up, and let her continue. When his shirt was removed, she slowly moved her hands around his waist tracing her fingers over his scars. She turned him away from her, sat on the side of the bed, and kissed each welted scar across his back. When she turned him back around, she saw a single tear coming down his cheek, she wiped his tear, then kissed his cheek where the tear had been.

"Everything about you is beautiful," she said. "You’re crazy blonde hair, your sexy icy-blue eyes, your perfectly kissable lips, your broad shoulders, your muscled stomach, your super fine ass, your long legs, and yes baby, your scars. Now there's something else I want to see."

She smiled as she reached for the button on his shorts. She dropped his shorts to the floor and looking up into his eyes, pulled the band of his boxers out to clear his raging hard-on before dropping his boxers as well. Jake drew in a sharp breath when she reached out and took a gentle hold of his shaft.

"Oh Jake, it's so beautiful." She leaned in and licked the bulbous head. Jake's eyes closed and he stood rock still. Leaning back down, she took him into her warm wet mouth, sucking gently.

"Oh Toni, that feels so good," Jake said.

"Mmm," she moaned while he was still in her mouth. The vibrations were exquisite.

Toni continued her rhythm, as pressure began to build for Jake.

"Toni, Toni, I'm about to come," Jake tried to warn her.

Toni just looked up from those emerald eyes and continued her bobbing. She felt the first jet hit the back of her throat so she backed off until just the head was trapped between her lips as he pumped load after load into her waiting mouth.

"Argh!" Jake growled as he came. Forcing his eyes open he looked down where Toni was still staring up at him, her cheeks drawn in as she was milking every last drop from him. She finally released him from her mouth, and swallowed before looking back up at him, smiling.

"Toni," he said pulling her up to him, "That was amazing. I'm sorry I didn't give you much warning."

"Don't be sorry Jake, I wanted every drop of that, and it tasted so good. I'm definitely gonna want more of that."

Jake took her in his arms, kissing her with all the emotions that he'd bottled up over the past 12 years. As he kissed her, he slowly turned until Toni's back was facing the bed. There he slowly lowered her down on the bed as he got on his knees in front of her. He backed up and slowly moved his hands down her sides until he got to the waistband of her shorts. Toni looked him in the eye and nodded slowly. He unbuttoned her jean shorts and unzipped them. He reached back up to her waistband and started to slowly pull her shorts down, off her hips. Toni raised her ass up to help him pull the shorts down. He took the bathing suit bottoms with her shorts so they were soon all pooled around her tiny bare feet.

Once her shorts where off, Toni slowly spread her legs, allowing him access to her most private place. Jake wanted to just jump in, but he also wanted to appreciate every part of her beautiful body. He reached down and picked up her foot, as she laid back on the bed. Jake started gently massaging her foot, pressing the sole of her foot with his thumbs. Toni moaned, as she found this highly erotic. Jake kissed the soles of her feet and the pad of each toe. Every kiss sent an electric shock straight up her legs and right to her clit, which by now was pulsing with need.

Jake continued his trek up her long athletic legs, kissing and licking a trail, finally arriving between her toned thighs, he got his first ever look at a woman's pussy. He saw a small, close cut patch of jet black hair. Below that her already swollen and shaved lips showed moisture seeping from deep within. The smell of her sex suddenly reached his nostrils. It was intoxicating, drawing him in. He was working on pure instinct when he reached out with his tongue and licked her lips from the bottom to the top.

"Oh! Do that again please," she begged.

Jake went back and this time he stiffened his tongue and pushed his tongue between the lips. Toni began to squirm, but the sounds she was making sounded happy so he continued. He moved his tongue from side to side, up and down. On one of his trips he felt a little bump near the top of her slit, hearing the sudden intake of Toni's breath. He started painting small little circles around the nub and her movements got more exaggerated, her breathing got faster, and she now had both her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him harder toward her. Jake noticed that she really liked it when he stuck his tongue deep into her pussy. But she also like it when he licked and sucked on her clit. So while he was licking her clit, he decided to substitute his finger, easing it into her soaked folds, he slowly continued in her hot and tight tunnel until his knuckles were against her folds. He started withdrawing his finger and felt a slightly textured patch on the inner wall of her pussy. He rubbed his finger across it and noticed a definite increase in Toni's breathing and her moans.

Jake started alternately sucking and licking her clit, and rubbing her with his finger. Toni's hips were starting to buck, lifting up to increase the pressure to his lips, to his finger.

"Oh fuck, Jake, you're going to make me come!" she squealed.

Jake had never heard Toni use the F word before, and while he wasn't especially big on cussing, the way she said that was definitely sexy.

Jake stepped up his efforts, sucking her clit into this mouth, lashing it with his tongue, and speeding up his pumping finger. On a whim, he reached up with his left hand and squeezed her left tit, rolling the nipple gently but firmly between his thumb and forefinger.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed as her back arched and her thighs clamped down on the sides of his head, locking him in place. Since he was stuck there, he decided to keep licking her delicious juices as they washed over his face.

After a few minutes, she started to come down and slowly released the pressure on his head. Jake lifted his head to look into the dreamy green eyes of the girl he loved more than anything.

"Oh Jake," Toni sighed, "that was incredible. I've never come so hard in my life."

Toni reached down and pulled Jake up as she sat up. Kissing him passionately, tasting herself, on his tongue and lips. She finally broke their kiss and eased herself back up, fully on the bed. Jake followed her up onto the bed as she gently pulled him on top of her. As his swollen and sensitive head pressed against her soft opening he could feel the heat, but he stopped, looking at her beautiful face.

"Are you sure Toni?" he asked in his deep husky voice. "Are you sure you want to do this with me? I know you have protected your virginity even though you could have already done this with any guy you chose so I know you wanted it to be special. Are you sure that you want to give your virginity to me?"

"Oh my dear, thoughtful Jake. Always thinking of me. Yes Jake, yes I'm sure. I've been sure for years. I did protect my virginity, held it as a sacred thing and only wanted to lose it to the one that I loved with all my heart. You. You, Jake are who I saved it for." She confided quietly but with intense emotion.

Jake leaned his head down and pressed his lips to hers, and at the same moment, moved his hips forward until he felt the head penetrate her lips and find its target nestled in her gentle folds.

"Oh!" Toni blurted out when he entered her, but looking quickly at her face he saw she was smiling. He continued on until he met with an obstruction. He stopped and again looked down at her. She smiled and nodded and he thrust forward, feeling her hymen give way. Toni gasped as pain shot through her and Jake froze again.

"Just give me a second," she said, panting.

After just a few moments, Toni began to move her hips, drawing more of his exposed shaft inside her. Jake added a little extra pressure as her muscles contracted, making her already tight canal even more so. Before he knew it, he was fully buried, with his pubic bone pressed tightly to hers. He started pulling back until only the head remained inside, before slowly reversing and pressing back into her.

"Oh God Toni, you feel amazing. I never dreamed it could be this good," Jake said.

"Oh Jake, you feel so good too. I'm already about to come again."

Jake picked up his pace, causing Toni's moans to turn into yelps. She started driving her hips up to meet his thrusts. Both were nearing the point of no return.

"Toni, honey, I'm about to cum," Jake breathed heavily.

"Inside," Toni said, "Come inside me."

"But Toni..." Jake said, worry in his eyes.

"On,the, pill...." Toni could only get one word out per stroke.

Jake started thrusting harder, faster.

"I'm coming!" Toni screamed.

The sudden tightening of her vaginal muscles on Jake's cock was too much. He threw his head back. "Ah." He groaned as he shot load after load, filling her completely until it was leaking out of her around his shaft.

"Oh yes!" Toni exclaimed as she felt the hot rush of his semen filling her.

Jake rolled off to her side as he didn't want to drop his exhausted weight down on top of her.

"I love you," Jake whispered.

"I love you too," Toni sighed.

Jake reached out, pulling her to him, kissing her supple lips, feeling her hand reach around his side, to his back. He felt her tracing his scars, and for the first time he was not ashamed of them. He would never again have to hide anything from her. She knew every inch of him, inside and out, and somehow, she loved it all.

"Will you stay here with me tonight?" Jake asked her.

"Of course I will, baby. Tonight, tomorrow night, every night for the rest of my life, I want to lay with you, just like this," she said, kissing him softly on the lips.

Toni, reached up with her hands, using her long delicate fingers to comb down his wild blonde hair. Looking up at it, she smiled her trademark half-smile and declared, "Good to go."

To be continued. Based on a post by L Kilkenny, for Literotica.