Georgia On My Mind-Book Four

Chapter 8 - Come To My Window

I made it through my senior year and graduated with a 4.0 GPA. I enrolled in the Fall Semester at the University of Southern Mississippi for Business. I took a waitressing job for extra cash while I was in college.

The following year, John Luke graduated, although he barely made it through.

He and I continued to see each other secretly even after we both graduated. We were a hot couple, and still, not one person knew except for us.

One night when I was off work, he took me out to the park. I felt like I was ready to take things to the next level with him, so I figured I'd wait and see where it led that night. We were making out on the jungle gym when he slowly moves his hand up my thigh. This time, I didn't stop him. His hand moves up my skirt to feel the outside of my panties. My heart is racing so fast as I watch him tense up. I spread my legs a little farther for him to feel all of me. He looks at me in disbelief. "You aren't going to stop me tonight?" he asks curiously.

I shake my head. "No."

He quickly lunges towards me and reaches down once more to rub the outside of my panties. Then he moves my panties to one side and inserts a finger through my slit into my aching p***y. I am startled from the initial shock of what was taking place, but I begin to relax and enjoy his finger massaging the inner walls of my p***y. He removes his finger and brings it up to his mouth, licking the arousal off. I am nearly coming undone watching him do this, "I have waited for over five years to do that." He admits.

"Wow! I hope it was worth the wait." I respond jokingly.

"Yes. You are worth waiting for." He responds as he reaches down and begins to pull off my panties. I become nervous and tense up as he pulls my panties down over my thighs. He notices that I am growing uneasy and stops. "Relax, I only want to kiss you." He says.

"Why are you taking my panties off?" I ask curiously.

He kneels before me with a big smile on his face. "Because I'm going to kiss you down there." He implies as he points down to my p***y.

He notices the rise and fall of my chest as my breathing quickens.

"If you want me to stop, just say the word, and I'll stop." He says reassuringly.

I nod my head in agreement. "Keep going," I respond breathlessly.

He slowly takes my panties off while keeping his eyes on me. Once he pulls them off, he brings them up to his nose to inhale my scent. Aching for his touch, I spread my legs further to reveal my p***y. He lies on his stomach between my legs and wraps his long fingers around my thighs. He slowly sticks his tongue in my slit to taste my arousal. My body reacts, and I jolt from the sensation. He moans with approval, and he begins to move his tongue around in a circular motion around my flower and sticks one finger into my hot wet core. I moan and enjoy the sensation he gives me, "Oh my God, I was missing out," I say breathlessly.

He chuckles, but he doesn't stop. He continues rolling his tongue around in perfect rhythm, resulting in my legs trembling from the sensation he gives me. I look down and watch as he laps up every bit of my arousal. His beautiful hazel eyes are watching me intensely as I am completely immersed in pleasure. My abdomen tenses, and I begin to squirm, but he tightens his grip on me as he continues the assault of his tongue on my c**t.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar sensation sweeps over me. I grab ahold of the bars on each side of the jungle gym and prepare for the intensity of whatever was coming. My p***y throbs while his tongue shows no mercy.

Finally, I cry out as I hit a wave of intense pleasure, sweeping my body as my c**t pulsates. I want to scream at the top of my lungs, but I bite down on my finger instead. I lean up and lace my fingers through his hair and watch as he laps up every bit of my arousal.

Once my body relaxes, he stops and wipes wetness from my arousal from his face on my inner thigh. "I don't know what you did to me, John Luke, but I loved every minute of it," I say breathlessly.

He chuckles as he sits on his knees. "I got you off." He states with a cocky undertone.

"So, that's what it feels like?" I ask as I sit up in an attempt to recoup.

He flashes a sexy panty-dropping grin and runs his tongue along his bottom lip. I immediately reach over and unzip his pants. "What are you doing?" he asks.

"I'm going to return the favor," I respond as I reach through his boxers to feel him. I gently wrap my fingers around his c**k and... Wait... What? I am in complete shock! What the hell was I so afraid of before? The skin on his shaft is soft to the touch. I guess I imagined a p***s would feel prickly, rough, or even jagged. Not John Luke's p***s; his is silky smooth; it makes me want to take him into my mouth even more.

He belts out a nervous laugh as I begin to stroke his c**k inside his boxers. "Oh, man, you are killing me. This is the best night of my life." He calls out as his voice cracks. I fish out his c**k, and it stands to attention, waiting for me, so I lean into it to start to take him into my mouth.

John Luke's POV

She leans over and puts that pretty mouth on the tip of my c**k. Yes! I have been waiting so long for this moment! I love her so much; I wish she only knew how much I love her.

She slowly moves her mouth up and down on my c**k while stroking my shaft simultaneously. Please don't c*m, Please don't c*m. I try hard to will myself not to c*m too soon. The warm wetness from her mouth feels incredible. I enjoy every minute and every sensation she gives me at that moment.

I reach up to brush her hair to the side as she gazes up at me intently with those beautiful blue eyes, and her mouth stretched over my entire c**k. I peek down her dress at her t**s. God, they are so perky and full. I am usually just imagining her while I whack off in the shower. Now, this is real life, son!

As she begins to deep throat my c**k, a familiar feeling sweeps over me. s**t! I know I'm about to c*m. This is going to be epic!

I lace my fingers through her hair and groan as I hit my c****x. A warm shot of c*m shoots into her mouth, and she swallows. f**k me! Holy s**t! This is the best night of my life!

She wipes her mouth and smiles up at me. I reach out and cup her face with my hands. "I love you so much, Georgia."

She leans her forehead against mine. "I love you, too, John Luke." She says as she places her hand on top of mine.

Realizing we are both exposed, we release our grip on each other. I zip up my pants and reach into my pocket to fish out her panties and hand them over to her.

Once she pulls her panties up over that beautiful, luscious ass, I reach down and help her up, and we climb down from the jungle gym. She walks hand in hand with me towards my car, and I take her back to her house.

After I drop Georgia off, I return home and find that Dad is waiting up for me. "Son, we need to talk." He says sternly.

"About what now?" I ask with an irritated tone. He's about to ruin my mood; I just know it.

"I found this in your room." He says as he holds up a roach. I look at it closely. "That's not mine," I tell him.

He looks back at me with a blank stare. "Well, who's is it?" He asks.

"I don't know," I reply, trying to blow him off. I know it's Wyatt's weed, but I can't narc on my boy, though.

"Well, if you won't tell me, then I'm gonna be forced to take matters into my own hands." He says as he grows increasingly more irritated.

"What are you going to do now?" I ask while rolling my eyes.

"I'm taking you down to see a recruiter so you can enlist in the Marines tomorrow. You can't stay here and keep doing this. You have a little sister and brother that look up to you." He scolds.

"What!? Dad, come on. You can't be serious!" I cry out exasperatingly.

"Oh, I am. You can't stay here anymore. You need discipline, and obviously, what I'm doing for you isn't helping, so it's time we take it to the next level." He asserts.

"Dad, it's just weed! It's not a big deal." I cry out argumentatively.

He steps towards me to get right up in my face, but I refuse to back down. "Yes, it is a big deal! It's a gateway drug, and you have siblings who look up to you. I don't want them following in your footsteps. I'm tired of you hanging out with Wyatt all the time. You don't see the trouble you are making for yourself by being friends with him so, I'm putting a stop to it right now!" He yells.

I roll my eyes and storm past him. I rush to my room downstairs in the basement and punch the wall, piercing through the drywall. I am so livid right now I could burn this world to the ground. I lay on my bed with a sick feeling in my stomach. I can't believe it has come to this. I have nowhere to go. I have to do what he says because he's kicking me out. I can't stay with Wyatt because his family is f*****g crazy. I have no money to get my own place. I'm losing Georgia now, and that's going to be the hardest part.

The next morning, Dad takes me down to the recruitment office to talk to the recruiter. I'm pissed, but I have no choice, so I reluctantly sign up. They scheduled me to go to a processing station the next day to ensure I meet standard requirements. I am just at a loss for words right now. I can't believe Dad is forcing me to do this over a couple of joints. I'm supposed to leave early tomorrow morning. When we leave the recruitment office, I don't utter a single word to him. As soon as we get back home, I stomp past everyone and march directly to my room. I don't even talk to Mom when I come in.

I anxiously pace the floors the minute I close the door to my room. f**k! I don't have much time left. I have to see Georgia tonight before I go. So, I pull my phone out of my pocket and text her.

(Me) What are you doing?

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(Georgia) I'm out with Momma right now. Be home tonight.

(Me) I gotta see you tonight.

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(Georgia) Is something wrong?

(Me) Just text me when you get home.

She doesn't respond after that. I wait patiently in my room for the rest of the night. I can't believe this is happening to me. At about 11:00 pm, she messages me.

(Georgia) Hey, I got home late. My parents are in bed. Do you want me to sneak out?

(Me) No, I'm coming to you.

I immediately get up and quietly creep upstairs. I grab my car keys, start my car, and drive off. I don't give a s**t if they catch me or not. What more trouble can I be in at this point?

I hurry up and drive down the road from her house. I park my car and sneak onto her property. I notice the light to her bedroom is on, so I walk up to her window.

I peek in to find that she is lying on her bed, looking up at the ceiling in a tank top and panties. She looks f*****g hot as hell. I lightly tap on her window to get her attention. When I do that, it startles her, so I put my finger to my mouth to make sure she stays quiet. She reaches over to pull her window up. "Do you want me to come out?" she asks.

"No, let me inside," I tell her. She pulls up the screen, and I quietly climb in through the window onto her bed. She puts her hand over her mouth and chuckles. "Oh my God, you are crazy."

I reach over and grab her shoulders. "Listen, I don't have much time," I whisper.

"Why?" she asks.

I hesitate for a moment but then continue. "Dad found one of Wyatt's roaches in my room. He thinks it's mine. He told me I couldn't live there anymore and made me enlist in the Marines."

Her eyes begin to well with tears, "Why does this keep happening, John Luke?"

I gently start to caress her arm. "I have to leave in the morning to a processing center. You won't see me for a while. I wanted to be with you as long as I could before I go." I tell her.

She reaches out and grabs ahold of my shirt. "Then, we won't waste another second, but we have to be quiet." She whispers.

I gasp. "What do you mean?"

"I'm ready, John Luke." She admits.

I lean forward as my chest tightens. Is it hot in here, or is it just me? "Holy s**t! Are you serious?!"

"Yes! I've been thinking about it since last night. I want to have s*x with you, John Luke. We are both adults now; why not take the next step?" she says with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Frozen in place, I watch as she lifts her arms for me to pull her tank top off. I reach over and slowly remove her tank top, revealing her perfect t**s. She lays down and covers herself with her hands, and I pull them away. "Don't you ever cover up that body around me? Do you hear me? You are beautiful, Georgia. Let me take it all in."

She nods her head and places her arms at her side. I reach down and slowly pull her panties off and throw them on the floor. She is lying under me, naked and ready.

I pull off my shirt and lean down and kiss her lips. Then I leave a trail of kisses from her lips down to her perfect t**s. She smells like Lovespell; she knows that s**t drives me f*****g wild. While feeling my growing erection, I stand up, slide my boxers and pants down, and throw them on the foot of the bed. I climb in between her legs and lean down. "Are you ready, baby?"

She nods, but I can tell she's nervous. "Yes." She says.

"I'll go slow," I assure her as I position myself and slowly enter her. She grimaces a little as she digs her fingernails into my shoulder blades.

I stop for a second. "You okay?" I ask.

She nods. "Yes."

I look right into her eyes as I continue to enter her the rest of the way. "God, you feel amazing, Georgia."

She smiles and wraps her arms around my neck as I gently thrust my c**k into her. I kiss her passionately as I do. She tastes like cherry lip balm.

I begin to reach my c****x a few minutes later as I hear a noise. Oh, s**t, I gotta hurry up and pull out! Being so immersed in listening for any sound that when I hit my release, I c*m inside of her. I whisper in her ear, "Oh s**t, baby!"

She looks at me with a worried expression. "I think my Dad is coming." She whispers.

I hurry and grab my clothes off the bed and jump out the window. I look back as she closes the window and waves me off. Then she covers herself up with her comforter. It had to be her f*****g Dad, son of a b***h! c**k block master!

I run naked down the street. s**t! I just nutted in her. Surely girls don't get pregnant their first time having s*x? I'm leaving tomorrow, and I didn't get to say goodbye to my girl. I rush to my car before someone sees me, and I quickly get dressed behind the wheel. It takes every bit of strength not to run back and crawl back into bed with her and make love all night. I know I can't do that with her Dad lingering around. That son of a b***h! He's so infuriating! I reluctantly start my car and drive back to my house.

The next morning I text her.

(Me) Thank you for last night. I will miss you. I love you, XOXO

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(Georgia) I love you too. I will miss you. XOXO.

I sit there on my bed, staring at the text. I can't believe we finally had s*x; now I have to leave. I just can't wrap my brain around this predicament I'm in.

I hear a noise outside my door. I look up to find Dad entering my room. "Alright, son, time to leave."

I glare at him as I sit there on my bed. I will never forgive him for this. I'm never going to forgive Wyatt for this, either. After all, he's the reason I'm in this mess.

I get up reluctantly and follow him out. I hug everyone and say my goodbyes before hopping in the truck. As we pull away, I glance out the rearview mirror and watch with an aching in my heart as I leave everything I love behind.