Just Go With It

"Hah... hah... oh, shit YES! YES, YES, YESYESYESYES! OH JOSH, EAT MY PUSSY! EAT MY FUCKING PUSSY AND MAKE ME CUM FOR YOU! YES! YES! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Becky's cries of ecstasy echoed through the living room as her body began to convulse, her limbs flailing about in every direction. A torrent of her cum overflowed from her pussy, most of it soaking Josh's face while the remainder spilled onto the towel. After several minutes of shaking, Becky finally came back down from her high, her breathing labored, yet very content. Though her eyes remained closed, she remained in constant contact with Josh, running her fingers through his hair to show her appreciation for his efforts. He soon sat next to her on the sofa, wiping his face off with one end of the large towel.

"Ok... I know I'm sensitive... but how did you learn to do... that?!" Becky marveled.

"Very carefully," Josh replied, knowing he couldn't say it was due to the practice he got with his bitch of an ex-fiancé.

"Clearly," she laughed. "Well, well... looks like someone got all hard from that little show."

Now noticing that his cock was now erect once more, Josh was pleasantly surprised at the turn of events. "Uh, yeah. I guess so. Wait, don't you need a cool-down period though?"

Pushing him back against the sofa, Becky swung her leg over Josh's naked body and straddled him, pinning him in place. "Josh, I haven't had sex in over a year. If you're rarin' to go, so am I."

"Do we need any... protection? I didn't exactly bring condoms."

"I'm on the pill, so don't worry about that at all. And, like I said, I haven't had sex in a year, plus my last checkup two months ago turned up clean."

"I'm glad," Josh said. "I got myself tested the moment I found out Jenny was cheating on me. I'm clean too, thank God."

Flashing a mischievous grin, Becky replied, "Well then, what say we do this the old-fashioned way?"

Rubbing her slick entrance against the head of Josh's cock, Becky slowly descended, feeling his length begin to stretch her out. She was extremely wet from his oral assault, but the sheer amount of time that she had been out of the game for still made it slow going as she adjusted to the sensations. Josh simply enjoyed the ride, not caring how fast or slow she went. The look of lust in Becky's eyes told him everything he needed to know: this was going to be the best sex of either of their lives.

As she finally reached the base of his cock, fully engulfing his length within her, Becky began to grind her hips in a circle, allowing Josh's cock to explore and stretch every inch of her pussy. Her wet, velvety tunnel was heaven on earth for Josh; hers was easily the tightest pussy he had ever experienced. Granted, her yearlong hiatus could have something to do with that, but the sensations were mind-blowing nonetheless. Becky braced her hands on Josh's strong shoulders and began to methodically pump herself up and down his shaft as Josh placed his hands on her hips, helping to guide and steady her.

"Holy... fuck... Josh, you're huge..." Becky moaned.

"T-thanks." Josh had never considered himself well hung or anything, but he certainly wasn't going to tell her she was wrong.

Becky soon started bouncing more rapidly on Josh's cock, sitting up straight on his lap to get better leverage. As she threw her head back in pleasure, Josh leaned forward and wrapped her in a tight hug, kissing her stomach and chest all the while. Becky responded by wrapping his head in her arms and pressing his face into the valley between her jiggling tits. After fondling them with his hands for a few moments, Josh turned his face, beginning to suckle one nipple, then the other, switching back and forth to keep Becky on edge. This certainly produced a powerful reaction, as Becky's body began to occasionally spasm. She again held Josh's face between her hands, this time tilting him up and planting a passionate, lust-filled kiss on his lips as she rode him.

"God... you're incredible," Josh gasped as they parted.

"Oh this? You ain't seen nothin' yet, mister," Becky giggled. After kissing him once more, Becky pulled herself off of Josh's cock and stood in front of him, turning to display her glorious backside. "Spread your legs," she instructed.

Josh did as he was told, giving Becky space to back up to the sofa. She placed her hands firmly on the cushion on which he sat and began to squat down, lowering her ass towards his cock. After adjusting her angle once more, she slid back down onto him, continuing to brace herself on the sofa. Her motions from this position were far more deliberate, as she was milking his cock more than she had previously been pounding him. Every time she descended, her ass jiggled and shook, and every time she rose up, she clenched her vaginal muscles together, tightening herself around Josh as she went.

"Now you're just... showing off," Josh moaned.

"And you weren't showing off when you ate my pussy?" Becky shot back.

"Touché."

She continued her milking for several minutes more, grinding against him in all the right ways and pushing herself closer to another orgasm. However, she held off sending herself over the edge, which she knew would be counterproductive from her standing position, since she would start flailing about once again. Becky soon felt the pleasant sensation of Josh's strong hands on her smooth ass cheeks.

"Couldn't resist, huh?" she asked playfully.

"It's just so... perfect."

"Mmm, I love your hands on my ass. Squeeze it for me, baby."

"Like this?" he asked, obliging happily.

"Ooooh, that's nice. I love having my ass played with. Squeezed... kissed... spanked."

Spanked? Damn!

Throwing a sultry look over her shoulder, Becky continued to prod him. "Josh, I've been such a naughty girl... please spank me. I deserve it."

"I-if you insist," Josh choked out. Caressing her momentarily, he drew his right hand back and gave her cheek a playful slap.

"Oh, yes! Again!"

Slap.

"YES! AGAIN!"

Slap.

"Uh huh! I love it! Don't stop, Josh!" Becky shouted, her pace rapidly increasing.

Josh was being purposefully tentative with his spanks, as he certainly didn't want to accidently hurt her and kill the mood. She definitely seemed to be able to take it harder, but she was also so sensitive that even the lightest touch caused her to squeal in delight. They continued their passionate play for several minutes before Josh began to feel a strange urge to take control of the situation.

"Stand up," he instructed her.

"Yes, sir," Becky replied, aroused by his change in tone.

As she stood, Josh followed and began to adjust the towel on the sofa, draping it over the armrest. He then grabbed Becky in a tight embrace, kissing her passionately before spinning her around once more and tossing her over the armrest and onto the sofa. Becky could only giggle in delight and wiggle her perfect ass in the air as he took her firmly by the waist.

"Oh Josh... you always seem to know just what I need. How did you know this horny girl needed to get fucked from behind?"

"You mean like this?" he asked, pushing himself back into her sopping wet tunnel.

"H... holy shit, yes..." she panted.

Hearing her juices squish around him as he penetrated her once more, Josh smiled to himself at the effect he was clearly having on her. Now that he was fully sheathed inside her again, he began to pound her with reckless abandon, harder even than she had ridden him just a few minutes before. Becky cursed and screamed with lust and pleasure at every movement he made; she knew this man was in complete control of her orgasms, and he definitely did not disappoint. She gasped in again as Josh suddenly began angling his thrusts downward, rubbing against her sensitive G-spot and driving her further towards her climax.

"Josh... if... you... keep... doing that-"

"You'll cum?" he said, again embracing his playful dominance. "That's the idea, Becky. I want you to cum while I'm fucking you, and I want to be the one who makes you cum."

Becky whimpered in ecstasy as Josh redoubled his efforts. His pinpoint thrusts had her arching her head back, her every muscle quivering from the orgasm she was moving ever closer towards. Though Josh was very pleased with himself, particularly with the stamina he was able to muster throughout this lovemaking session, he knew his end was also near, as the incredibly erotic sight of Becky's ass jiggling from his pounding was almost too much to bear. Still, he gritted his teeth and resolved to hold off at least until Becky had achieved orgasm.

"You close, Becky?" Josh grunted with lust.

"Yes... yes, I'm gonna cum," Becky replied, his words edging her past the point of no return.

"You'd better cum! Cum for me, I wanna feel you cum around my cock!"

"Yes, yes, YES! I'M CUMMING! OH GOD, I'M CUMMING I'M CUMMING I'M CUMMING! OH JOSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"B... B... BECK... YYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Their bodies shook and quivered in mutual pleasure, their orgasms seeming to prolong and sustain each other well beyond what either thought was humanly possible. Finally, after nearly a minute of intense convulsions, Josh stepped back, his knees still shaking from the combination of his physical exertion and incredible orgasm. Grabbing a nearby throw blanket, he laid back on the sofa, smiling as Becky crawled to lay her naked body on top of his. They said nothing, but kissed sweetly for quite some time.

"You... are just... amazing," Josh whispered as they parted.

"You're not so bad yourself, stud."

Curled up with the woman of his dreams, Josh listened to the sound of her breathing before dozing off along with her.

*****

The lovers napped until late afternoon, awakening around four o'clock. They were spooned together on the sofa, so it was a very natural next step for Josh to slip his cock back into Becky. Unlike their previous romp, this session was slow and deliberate, true lovemaking as opposed to fucking. After a long buildup, the pair finally climaxed together, cuddling on the sofa in their mutual afterglow.

Kissing her cheek from behind her, Josh asked, "Was... was that ok? The things I did and said earlier?"

Becky turned over to face him, Josh's cock slipping out of her pussy. "Josh, you were fantastic. I know you're not a naturally domineering person, but I trust you completely, and I know that you would never hurt me."

"I'm glad."

With a sly grin, Becky asked, "Guess what you haven't needed all day?"

"Huh? What?"

"Your medicine."

Josh got a dumbfounded look on his face, realizing that all of these amazing things had happened without the use of his pills. Sure, he had taken one early this morning, but the immediate effects usually only lasted for a couple of hours. Everything else he had done that day had been all him.

Planting a sweet kiss on his lips, Becky said, "I'm really proud of you. The real Josh Sanders is finally out. He's the one that made me cum in the ocean, who beat the asshole beach jock... and who just rocked my world again... and again."

"I, um, I mean, it was all thanks to you."

"You just needed the proper motivation. But all of this has always been in you; you just have to learn to embrace that side of things."

Seeing the positive effect Becky was having on him, Josh wrapped her in his arms and squeezed her tightly. "Thank you, Becky."

*****

Later that evening, the couple partied out on the beach, rocking out to the Derek Brooks band. A large bonfire had been built, where several people relaxed with their drinks of choice. The concert lasted into the night, until the band finally ended around 11 o'clock. After that, the crowd quickly began to disperse, most people looking for a club or bar to continue the party at. Soon, Josh and Becky were the only ones left, sitting together by the fire on the beach. Finally, Josh broke the silence.

"Where are we going?"

"Pardon?" Becky asked, lifting her head from his shoulder.

"Where are we going with this?" Josh sighed, almost in resignation. "Every scenario I play out for us ends the same way: we never see each other again after this two-week vacation is done."

Becky grimaced, knowing that this question had to be asked. "I... I don't know, Josh. That's the honest truth. I know we have our lives in different parts of the country, but I'd be lying if I said I'm ok with never seeing you again after this trip. But I can't ask you to uproot your life, that's not fair to you. You're doing what you love and have always dreamed of doing; I can't take that away from you."

"I won't do that to you either," Josh agreed. "You're more than the hot body I've come to know and love. I bet you'll end up being a kick-ass gemologist and own your own store, everything you want. I don't want to get in the way of that."

Nodding in understanding, Becky said, "I guess... I guess we were supposed to meet. I was supposed to show you the great guy you are deep down and help your confidence. You were supposed to restore my spirit, remind me that it's ok to care about someone, even if I risk getting my heart broken. If I've helped change your life for the better, then I think it's worth it."

"I feel the same way."

Reaching into his pocket, Josh pulled out his prescription bottle. Unsure of what he was doing, Becky sat silently, watching him intently. For several minutes, Josh debated endlessly in his mind.

Dude, it's a step too far. You're not ready.

It's time. I can't keep relying on these.

It's all because of Becky! What happens when she's gone?!

She may have triggered it, but it's really about me. I need to not need these.

And what happens when you go back to real life?

Fuck it. Just go with it.

Opening the cap of the bottle, Josh stood over the fire and collected his courage as best as he was able. Taking a deep breath, he turned the bottle over, pouring all of his remaining pills into the bonfire. The flames crackled and jumped as they engulfed the medicine, and Josh felt at peace for the first time in ages. Without a word, he sat back down next to Becky and pulled her close, her head nestled in the crook of his neck. He couldn't be sure, but it felt like she was smiling. She rubbed her hand along his back lovingly, more impressed with this man than she had ever thought possible. Sighing contentedly, the couple stared off together into the night sky.

*****

Josh strolled through the airport, hand-in-hand with Becky. Her flight was scheduled to leave soon, and his an hour later, but he wasn't leaving her side until he absolutely had to. Becky gripped his hand so tightly, she nearly cut off his circulation a couple of times, not that Josh could blame her.

"This is my gate," she said quietly.

The pair took a seat on a bench, never once breaking contact. After several seconds of silence, Josh found the words to speak.

"We've never exchanged phone numbers or anything. Do you think we should?"

"I... don't think that would be wise," she replied sadly. "I don't want to lead you on, and neither of us wants to hold on to the possibility of a fantasy that will likely never happen. You're an incredible man, one-of-a-kind. You deserve to meet that perfect woman that you can spoil for the rest of her life."

"I feel like I've already met her..."

"I know." Biting her lower lip, Becky continued, "Josh, there's one other thing I never told you about Luke, my last boyfriend. Before he took his life, Luke left a note behind, addressed specifically to me. He told me that I was in no way at fault for what happened to him, promising me that he had issues far worse than our breakup that he was dealing with. Still, that hasn't stop me from blaming myself ever since. He... he said he was sorry that I could never admit my true feelings, for fear of being hurt, and his only wish was for me to find the strength to fearlessly admit to being in love, someday. He called me... the best thing to ever happen to him, even after I turned down his marriage proposal, and said that true love is something I deserve."

"W-why are you telling me this?" Josh asked, his voice cracking.

"Because I swore to myself that, if I ever felt that way again, I wouldn't hold it in. I have to do this, and please know that I don't expect any reciprocation. This is simply something I personally have to do." Wiping away her tears, Becky breathed deep and peered into Josh's eyes. "I love you, Josh. I love you, and I know that I'll never see you again. I love you so much that I want you to move on from this place... and from me. You deserve to be happy, forever. So go. Find that girl. Please, be happy."

"Flight 1020 to St. Louis, final boarding call."

"That's, um, your flight," Josh mumbled.

"Ok."

Standing, Becky wrapped herself in Josh's strong arms one final time. Her sad eyes met his, and she leaned in to kiss his lips... but he turned at the last second, kissing her cheek sweetly instead. Kissing his cheek back, she nodded in silent understanding.

"I love you too, Becky," he whispered.

Finally separating after several seconds, Becky gathered her bags and turned towards the windows. Josh watched her longingly all the while, her ass swaying slightly as she walked. After she had handed her ticket to the woman at the gate, she smiled at him one last time before disappearing down the jet bridge.

*****

"Josh! How's the MaxTech project coming?"

"Eh, still a crapload of work to do. That system was child's play to hack."

Josh had been back at work for about a month now and his two-week vacation was exactly what he needed. Becky had definitely changed Josh for the better. Not once had he even thought about his anxiety, and certainly never wanted for any medication. He felt like a free man, able to approach and talk to any woman he wanted without reservation, to moderate success, no less. A few encounters had ended with some awesome dates, though nothing serious developed from them. After all, these girls still couldn't hold a candle to Becky, and Josh knew damn well it would take him some time to move past that reality. Besides, Becky had set some high standards for him to find a woman that made him as happy as she did.

Pushing those thoughts from his mind, Josh refocused on his current project: fixing the security systems for MaxTech. It was a fairly involved task, but well within his capabilities; he figured it wouldn't take him much more than a week to finish up. Finally, late in the day, Josh was about to head home when the mail came in for his area, including a mysterious envelope addressed to him.

"What's that, Josh?" a coworker asked.

"No clue."

Tearing open the envelope, there was but a single business card for Shane Company Jewelers within it. Josh was familiar with the Atlanta location; he had originally purchased Jenny's engagement ring from them. Last week, he had finally dug the ring out of his safe deposit box to return it. Sadly, the store couldn't accept a full return, but offered to evaluate the diamond itself and give him the best price they could for it, which was just fine by Josh. He figured this might have something to do with that, but he wasn't sure. Why would they have sent it to his work? Turning the card over, he was further perplexed by the hand-written note he discovered.

Come by today, after 5 pm.

"Huh, odd," Josh muttered to himself.

As it was now 4:45, he finished gathering his things and clocked out before heading to his car. The drive itself was pretty mundane; Josh just listened to traffic reports while crawling through the interstates of Atlanta. By the time he reached the jewelry store north of the city, it was nearly 5:30. He wondered if he should even bother, considering it was well past 5:00, but decided to see what was up when he saw a single car in the parking lot. Pulling up a few spots down from the car, Josh turned off his car and approached the entrance, surprisingly finding the door still unlocked.