-- CHAPTER 4: Chemistry --
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PRE-COLLEGE (September 1999)
"Damn. You are just obsessed with my tits, aren't you?"
"Would you rather I wasn't?" I grunted and kept thrusting.
It's amazing what a person can do when properly motivated. In High School, while she'd never been FAT, E-Beth had certainly been carrying around a lot of excess weight. She wasn't naturally heavyset. In fact, both her parents were in pretty good shape for their age. It was just that she didn't care before. What did it matter? It's not like she was trying to attract guys. At least until she met me.
For some strange reason that I still don't understand, some simple kindness from me during her Junior year had given E-Beth the reason she needed to watch her weight.
She'd lost eight pounds during the last semester of her Junior year alone. But I hadn't noticed, and that had driven her to work extra hard. She learned to say 'no' to second helpings. She learned to stop eating when she was satisfied instead of continuing until the plate was empty. And she started jogging. Nothing too extreme, but the pounds began falling off.
By the day of her Senior Prom, E-Beth had dropped 15 pounds just through healthier living. And she was looking pretty good. She looked good enough and I'd had such a great time on Prom night, that when I got back to school, I'd brushed off Chloe's senior friends and even a couple of passes from Nataliya, Danielle's beautiful bisexual friend.
I wanted E-Beth. And I was willing to save myself for her.
We got together as soon as school finished and I returned to my hometown for the summer break. E-Beth and I went from 'dating' straight to 'committed relationship' almost immediately. Now, at the end of her last summer before college, E-Beth had become HOT. She'd lost more weight, she was down to a size 4, and she was loving it.
The best part for me? E-Beth hadn't lost much in the breast department. 34DD. I had some of her bras to prove it. And it was those heavenly tits that I was thrusting into right now.
E-Beth was flat on her back, smiling at me and holding her mouth open in anticipation of my load. Her hands pressed her cleavage together in a tight tunnel while I pumped back and forth, and I knew I was moments away from eruption. She was still inexperienced at blowjobs and sometimes couldn't get me off that way. But without fail, letting me fuck her tits always brought about a messy conclusion in quick order.
"Oh, fuck, Elizabeth. I LOVE your tits..." I was sweating with the exertion, but my body was speeding up. I pistoned in and out of her tits at a rapid pace, and then with one final thrust I let everything go.
We both could actually see the head of my cock expand before it began spitting wads of cum all over the place. The first jet created a line of semen from her forehead and down the bridge of her nose. The second splashed straight into her gaping mouth. And then her hand took over, jacking my shaft as she formed a pearl necklace around the upper slopes of her chest.
"Mmm... yummy..." she moaned.
I smiled happily. She really meant it.
"What am I going to do when we're separated at school?" I moaned. "I don't think I can live 24-hours without coming into contact with these delicious breasts."
E-Beth smirked, an odd look with her cum-covered face. "So I'll kick my roommate out."
I grinned. The old E-Beth would never have dreamed of doing something like that. But the new E-Beth was learning to apply her academic confidence into her personal life. I didn't yet think she'd actually have the courage to do it, but I appreciated the sentiment and was definitely happy we'd both be attending the same school.
Elizabeth's parents had apologized to her for not being able to afford a top private college she'd set her sights on. But once she and I began our boyfriend/girlfriend relationship, she'd been perfectly content to attend Uni.
"You can always come to my place," I offered. "We can try to out-orgasm my sister."
It was a suggestion I'd made twice before. The result was the same this third time. "I dunno... I'd feel kind of weird doing this around one of your family members."
"I'm just glad we can stay together," I told her.
She smiled and tilted her head to me. "You always get so sappy..."
"That's because I love you, Elizabeth."
She blushed and answered automatically, "I love you, too."
I was wrapped up in a warm blanket of contentment. It felt so good to be in love again. Ever since Ellie died there had been an empty hole in my heart. I'd learned to get used to that hole and managed to avoid thinking about it. But now, E-Beth was filling that hole nicely. "Did I ever tell you you're the first person I've ever said those words to? I never even said them to Ellie."
"Yes," E-Beth giggled. "All the time." And then she grunted. "Oof, you're getting heavy."
"Oh, right." I dismounted her chest and E-Beth took a few moments to breathe. She was such an awesome sight, completely naked with my sperm covering her face and chest and a previous load running out of her pussy.
"C'mon, let's get in the shower."
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Despite having the whole summer, our times together were brief. I'd gotten a summer job and so I was out working just as often as my parents were. So my opportunities to make love with E-Beth were almost as rare as if we'd both still been in High School.
At least she'd gotten on the pill. It made spontaneous quickies so much more convenient.
But now we were winding down to the end of Summer. It was already September and we had just a few days left. And then I realized, the anniversary of Ellie's death had snuck up on me.
My relationship with E-Beth had been rewarding in so many ways beyond the usual boyfriend-girlfriend benefits. She'd given me a reason to open up my heart again, an opportunity I seized with a passion. All the things I didn't say or do for Ellie, I made sure I did and said for E-Beth. I'd made the mistake once before of assuming I had all the time in the world. I did not intend to make that mistake again.
So wrapped up in my new love I literally lost track of the days. And then that morning came.
It was raining outside, as September is wont to do. And the instant I heard the raindrops I remembered. My head was in a fog from the time I awoke to the time I went downstairs.
My mom saw me as she was preparing breakfast. One look at my face and she shut her mouth. I just grabbed my keys and headed out the door. No one questioned my departure.
This year, the anniversary of Ellie's death fell on a Saturday. There was no work to miss. I drove straight to the cemetery.
With the umbrella pulled low to minimize wind blowing rain into my face, I kept my gaze down around my feet. It took me a little while to remember how to get to her headstone. Once I got there, I realized I wasn't alone.
Cherys turned away from the headstone and peeked out from under her umbrella. I could see the tears streaking her cheeks from here.
Without another word I stepped forward all the way until I was underneath her umbrella, holding my own out to the side. I wrapped my left arm around her as she lowered her head onto my shoulder and sagged into my embrace.
