Author's Note:
This is Part 2 of this story. There isn't a ton of steamy stuff in this part, but it does set the stage for the rest of the story. All persons engaged in sexual activities are all 18 years of age or older. Please enjoy!
Back on the plane...
I often thought of that day, especially as the plane kept roaring to its destination. It seemed like a lifetime ago.
Lila emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a beautiful sun dress that gave anyone who looked no illusions about her curves and loveliness. I gave her a half smile as I was still staring off out the window. Lila took the seat next to me, putting my hand in hers. I looked over at her again.
"How are you doing, my love?" she asked me in the soft, calming voice she was famous for.
"I'm ok," I said, "just lost in my own head, I guess."
She took a tighter grip of my hand.
"Everything is going to be fine; I promise you."
I nodded absent mindedly still kinda half in and half out.
"You do believe me, don't you?" she asked as she grabbed my hand tighter.
"I know," I told her in order to ease her own mind. "Just nervous I guess."
"Oh, my love," she said with as much emotion and feeling as humanly possible. "You have nothing to be nervous or worried about." She was stroking my hand at this point. "At least you don't have to worry about my family liking you," she said with optimism.
"Yeah......" was my only response, turning back to the window.
Two Months Ago
We'd been together for four months, easily the happiest of my life. It took only a month for us to declare to each other that we were in love, and we spent damn near all our time together.
Don't get me wrong, I still worked, and she still went to school; but anything in between was our time. Whether in my apartment or her's, mostly her's, we were together.
I was able to learn more about her during all this. First, her sexual appetite was beyond voracious. She'd wake me up for a blowjob in the morning, and we were constantly boning at different times during the day. Several other factors contributed to this.
One, she was a nudist. Whenever she got home, she'd almost immediately shed her clothes. She seemed so free doing it. I also found out she never wore underwear at all, never really seeing the point apparently. Of course, if any girl had a body like hers, you'd think it should be illegal to cover any part of it. It wasn't long until I was joining her, feeling more confident in myself than ever before, not to mention losing some baby fat weight.
Two, she loved porn. She watched so much porn. Every type of genre and body type. DP, Anal, Gangbang, Orgy, Family Porn; she was down for all of it. I'd never been with anyone so liberal with it. She kept toys all over the place for herself, in case she got the urge or wanted to put on a show for me.
Three, this girl was down for anything. She came out to me as bi the first morning I stayed over, also known as the day after I met her. It really turned me on, and we fucked pretty hard, her talking about threesomes and eating out girls. She was very comfortable with her sexually. Rim jobs, plugs, everything.
Maybe most importantly of all, she was always happy. Even when she had a bad day at school or something, she always seemed to look on the bright side. I'd never seen her be mean or snide to everyone. She seemed like she was pure positive energy and I absorbed as much as I could.
I had friends come in from out of town and they instantly fell for her too. They thought I'd be a fool to let her go at a time when I really did wonder if I was getting in too fast. The guys and even the girls all said they were jealous.
But now came a huge test. Almost out of nowhere, Lila told me her family was coming into town for a visit. Her father had business somewhere in the states and was going to stay in town for a couple days on their way back. Apparently, they were always planning to swing by and see her, but now that Lila had told them about me; they were definitely coming.
Lila spent two days filling me in about her family, trying to calm and relax me so I wouldn't be nervous. She really did her best but let's be honest; meeting the girlfriends' parents is always going to be a stressful event.
My first time meeting them was at a restaurant not far from their hotel. It was a really fancy place and I made sure not to dress like a schlub for it. Lila wore an elegant dress that looked like it was stitched just for her. I was kinds surprised at how tight the dress was and how much cleavage it showed. We were seeing her family after all.
We got to the restaurant first and we're sat at the table that her father had reserved. I was tempted to order a drink to further calm my nerves but thought that they might find that rude. Within only a few minutes, in they rolled.
The first person I spotted was her younger sister Sara. She looked a lot like Lila I noticed right away. Her ass was definitely in the same category as her sister, if not larger and she also had nice pouty lips. The biggest difference was in cup size really. Sara had only high C-cups, looking spectacular and fitting her frame well.
Next was her brother Manny, younger than Sara in age. He was a bit on the shorter side but looked like he was in good shape and took care of himself. Like his older sister, had a happy smile on his face and seemed very peppy.
Then there was Angela, the youngest child. She looked barely 18 and seemed kind of loose and carefree. She definitely didn't have the ass of her older sisters, but she certainly had something else. For such a young girl, she had a huge rack, larger then Lila's. They didn't seem as firm as hers, but they were definitely an attention getter. I could also swear she wasn't wearing a bra.
Now came Mom, Noni. Lila definitely took after her as her shape was so near her daughter's, it was stunning. At first, I had a hard time believing that she was old enough to be Lila's mother. Her curves were damn near identical to her eldest daughter's with a bit of sag if any. She definitely had more Polynesian features then all the kids, including Lila. It seemed damn near impossible to me that this woman could've birthed four kids.
Then finally Michael, the dad. My palms were sweating. He was about two or three inches taller than me. He had a bit of a dad bod, but mostly looked in good shape. He was white, looked almost to be Irish if I had to guess. He had a big smile for greeting Lila. Not as much for me, but not outright unfriendly.
Everyone else on the other hand, couldn't have been nicer or friendlier. Manny really took a shine to me quickly and Noni was very kind as well; apparently Lila had given me high marks in the boyfriend department. Michael remained cool.
"So, tell us more about your job," Sara insisted.
"I mostly do contract work for companies, charities, whatever. Creating websites, programs, computer networking, the works."
"Contract work, huh?" Michael injected with a raised eye. "Doesn't seem very steady work, does it?"
"Well actually..."
"Actually, Daddy," Lila jumped in, "he has to be a contractor because he's so in demand, no one company can really afford him." She added a smile to her answer
"Hmmm," was Michael's only reaction as we ordered. Mostly everyone got seafood items while I went for a simple steak. Honestly, it was the cheapest.
"Not a seafood fan?" Michael asked me.
"No, I am," I told him. "I just don't normally order it too often."
"Well, sometimes you should do things you don't normally do," Michael retorted. This guy was testing me, and I knew it. He wanted me to show him my "true colors"
"Good point," I replied cheerfully. I wasn't gonna give him an inch. He wanted to push me. I ordered crab legs and raw oysters. He looked at me and nodded slightly, with a grin. The first point in my favor with him of the entire night.
