[TAM: Evening the Odds] Chapter 16. (Patreon)

Chapter 16: The weekend with Emma.

“Talk about making the best out of a bad situation. That was amazing, David.” Emma chuckled, resting her naked chest on top of mine. Even with my head still spinning from my orgasm, I felt my chest swell with happiness over her compliment and the closeness between us. She smiled brightly at me and I had to try extra hard not to get lost in her eyes.

“I tried my best. Still, I’m sorry for… you know.”

“Oh, don’t worry. It’s a thing that happens and you didn’t let it end. I’m telling you, you were incredible and I’m sure you’ll get better with time. It was your first time and I came like never before. Seriously. Two times, even.” She kissed my cheek. “I’m a bit scared of what you’ll be capable of in a month or two, to be honest.” She giggled excitedly and ran her fingers through my hair. “I was a bit scared of that monster you have in there, too, but… Mmm, it felt amazing.”

“I’ll do my best to live up to your expectations,” I said with a sheepish smile. “I think I’ll start to work out. You know, to build some endurance.”

“Not a bad idea, and I wouldn’t complain if you put on just a bit of muscle.” She kissed my shoulder a few times. “Don’t get me wrong though, I like your body, but… you know.” She smiled, embarrassed.

“I know. You want your boyfriend to be a ripped, sexy stud, just like I want my girlfriend to be a slim, big chested goddess.” I joked. “Fortunately for me, she already is. I need to step up.”

Emma’s face reddened and she averted her eyes for a moment before she leaned her face in to kiss me again, deeply and tenderly. It was a bit different from the other kisses. While before I could clearly feel her lust for me, now I could feel her pure affection. It was a deep, slow kiss, one that told me how much she… cared. She cared about me. I was eager to return it in kind, wrapping my arms around her and stroking her back tenderly.

“I just want you to take care of yourself,” she said with an honest look. There was no teasing, playful or lustful tone in her voice, just pure, unadulterated concern. “Working out, having a routine… It’s good for you. Ask Ms. Miller for some advice. I’m sure she’d be willing to recommend a workout plan.”

Ms. Julia Miller. The P.E. teacher. Yeah, that was a good idea. Ms. Miller was a very passionate teacher. She had no issues helping students with plans and diets outside of class hours.

“I think I will. By the way…” I began, and moved my hands to her toned legs and ass to emphasize my question. “What do you do to have this body?”

“Yoga,” she answered with a smile. “Well, that and aerobics. I started in university and stuck with it. Why? Do you like the results?”

“I love them.” I grinned and gave her ass a hard squeeze.

Emma moaned softly and contently, then traced a finger along my chest.. “You know, I have no issue if you want to stay here for the weekend. You have all your assignments ready, right?”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “Finished the last one on Thursday.”

“Then why don’t you stay with me until tomorrow. We’ll start working on your… endurance.” She couldn’t help the excited smile that came to her face as her eyes stole short glances at my crotch.

“I’d love to. I… might need a little rest, though.”

“Booo! Okay, fine. Take a little nap while I clean up and make us some lunch, okay?”

Emma took her t-shirt and put it on, but nothing else. She left the room, teasingly and knowingly swaying her ass as she walked. I managed to spot a bit of my cum running down through her leg.

Just before I drifted to sleep I had the urge to check the AMA once more.

[Campbell, Emma - Affection Score: 89 / Love Score: 57 / Lust Score: 48]

Holy shit. Emma’s scores SHOT UP. The app said that the average love score for married couples was 55 to 70, and the lust score for sexually active people was 40 to 60, and I was well inside the range of both. I had noticed before, but the Affection Multiplier worked FAST.

Relieved that she really wasn’t disappointed with my performance and with warmth in my heart that I now had a loving girlfriend, sleep took me for the next 20 minutes.

After I woke up, Emma and I shared some incredible paste she made. It still didn’t feel real and I was giddy about it all weekend. This was Emma, Ms. Campbell, my teacher, now my girlfriend, my lover. Maybe it’s because of that infatuation they say happens when you start a new relationship, but even something as simple as eating together made my heart beat fast. I stared into her eyes and she stared into mine, both of us laughing at how silly we looked. Even after having sex, we were both a little shy around each other, flinching at every accidental touch, before tenderly holding the other’s hand. 

She’s beautiful. Every time I looked at her my mind was filled with that one thought. I wanted to kiss her lips, I wanted to embrace her, I wanted to make her smile, make her laugh.

Then came the time for passion. Powered by the same infatuation, we couldn’t get enough of each other. As soon as we had enough energy, we were all over each other.

After we were done washing the dishes, I immediately embraced my lover and unceremoniously shoved my tongue inside her mouth. She was all too willing to accept and sucked my tongue while rubbing my crotch. Our clothes were off in a matter of seconds and she led me to the sofa, where our bodies became a mess of flesh, sweat and passion as we did our utmost to bring one another pleasure.

With the awkwardness of the first time out the window, there was way less pressure and more willingness to enjoy everything. Emma sucked my cock once more, this time fully intending to make me climax. My shaft was coated in her saliva as her head bobbed up and down. Her tongue swirled around the head and her eyes stayed locked on me. I ran my fingers through her long, smooth brown hair as did. With a single warning, I exploded inside her mouth and she moaned in delight, drinking to the last drop and licking every inch of my dick for any extra cum.

“It’s so much,” she said, licking her lips sensually. “And so tasty, too.”

Of course I HAD return the favor by eating her out. Her cries of pleasure were short and quick. She held my head in place as I ran my tongue all over the inside of her delicious pussy.

Since I wasn’t an expert at eating pussy, I let Emma tell me what she liked. My fingers played with her clit, bringing her to ever greater heights. She orgasmed in a silent scream as her body spasms. She had a strong grip on my hair but I was too aroused by the results of my handiwork to care. God, Emma looked even hotter during her climax.

She sat on my lap and we made out while we waited for my cock to recover. I fingered her pussy and grabbed one of her tits, kneading it carefully. The sensation of her body in my hands was like nothing else. No matter where I touched I got a lovely reaction out of her. She moaned loudly into my mouth, face red and panting heavily every time she caught her breath.

“Hmm, you have really nice hands,” she said against my ear, gasping.

When my shaft started pressing against her snatch, she grinned against my mouth and wasted no time in guiding my erection inside her smoldering pussy. Jolts of pleasure ran through my body as my cock disappeared inside her, and Emma’s loud moans told me she was feeling the same. 

She bounced on me with an ecstatic smile and I took one nipple inside my mouth, licking it and sucking it hard. I came hard inside her, and man was I thankful that the feeling of my cum shooting deep into her was what took her over the edge and drove her own orgasm. Her body spasmed once more and she held onto me tightly, fingertips dragging along my back.

That was most of our first ever weekend together. We basked in the afterglow of sex, staring lovingly into the other’s eyes before giving into our carnal desires again and fucking until we couldn’t move any more. Well… I admit I was usually the one to fall first, but I was doing my best to keep up. Emma enjoyed seeing me try hard, at least.

We did it in the shower, too, where Emma put her hands on the wall and shook her ass, inviting me to take her from behind. Tempted by the sight, I rammed my cock inside her cunt in one swift, strong motion and she fucking loved it.

“GOD! Mmm, it hits so deep! I think I’m getting addicted.” She chuckled with an excited grin, shaking her ass while I pounded into her. That perfect booty also worked as a perfect cushion. I pulled out slowly, then rammed it inside with full force. I repeated this for a while, and every time Emma let out a loud, delighted groan.

“YES! YES! YES! MORE! MORE! MORE!”

This worked wonders because the slow pace let me last longer while the hard, deep thrusts actually made Emma orgasms before I did. Taking advantage that we were in the shower, I pulled out once she calmed down and started stroking my cock, staring at her wet, soapy ass and back. I came all over her butt cheeks, making her flinch slightly when she felt it.

“Oh! It’s hot!” she laughed.

We didn’t do it again until right before bed, allowing us to have a good rest. This time I fucked her missionary style at her own request. Emma got on the bed and she spread her legs for me.

“Fill me again. I’m starting to miss the feeling of your cum inside me,” she pleaded.

I plunged into her and she screamed in pleasure. She held me by the hair and pulled me into a deep, sloppy kiss. She licked my tongue as I once again played with her marvelous tits. Seriously, I couldn’t get tired of it. Our climaxing moans were muffled by the other’s mouth, and I yet again filled her pussy with my cum. We collapsed next to each other and laughed together for absolutely no.

The next morning, we were both tired and sore. Me particularly so because I hadn’t had a workout that intense in… Well… Years. We ended up spending the rest of our time together cuddling in bed, talking and making out. Her tender kisses were dizzyingly sweet, her saliva like syrup to me. I couldn’t see myself ever getting tired of them. What’s more, Emma praised my quick improvement on both kissing and in bed.

“You’re learning all my sweet spots like it’s nothing,” she said, nibbling my lower lip. “No wonder you’re my favorite student. I’m going to learn all about you, too.”

Later that evening, Emma drove me back to the hotel and went home. I immediately started to miss her, but was happy when I got a text message from her expressing the same. I’d see her at school the next day and many more times after that, but it wouldn’t be the same. We had no choice but to keep our relationship a secret. That said, we agreed to find time to meet as many times as we could. After all…

[Campbell, Emma: Affection Score: 94 / Love Score: 66 / Lust Score: 60]

We were absolutely crazy for each other.