The Girlfriend Experience: (Closed Thread)

Emily’s finger rubbed and dan made a soft grunt of pleasure. He grew still harder. He could feel her tremble with her next release. Wave after wave of pleasure filling her. “Yes,” he breathed. “Cum for me, Emily,” he was breathing heavily.

It was all becoming too much. He was straining against the air, very hard. “I need to be inside you.” He turned slowly enough that it would allow her to pull out her finger without hurting him. He reached back and turned off the water. He stepped out of the shower and urged her to come with him. There was fire in his eyes, an urgency. “I need to be inside you.” He reached for the handle of the bathroom door, obviously heading for the bed, still dripping wet, not even having attempted to dry off.

Once the door was open, he picked her up out of the tub. He wanted her to know how much he wanted her. He was surprised that he could do such a thing but he wanted her and wanted her to know how strong his desire was.
 
"You-" He surprised her by stating he needed to be inside of her. Dan pulled away and she removed her finger slowly. Emily followed him with her eyes. He was hard and clearly did not wish to discuss or tease.

She let out a soft noise of surprise as he picked her up. "Dan.." It was a soft whisper but full of desire. He was bringing her to the bed.

Emily let her lips find his. "I need you to be inside of me as well." She wanted him to know her need was just as great, her desire for him strong.
 
Dan had taken a few steps when he realized how wet they were and they had to sleep on the bed tonight. In their condition they would have completely redefined the term wet spot. “We’re too wet for the bed,” Dan grunted and looked around desperate to have her, to be inside her.

Without thinking he set her on the bathroom counter. He kissed her as he pressed her thighs apart. “I’m just going to take you right here. No more waiting.” He leaned in and pressed himself against her.

It took him a moment to get the angle right, which resulted in him stroking his cock up and down her lips. Finally getting it right he stepped forward driving his hips up and into her. His cock slid home in her wet pussy making Dan groan low with need. “Finally,” he whispered.

He paused there for just a heartbeat letting their moans fill the air, before he began to fuck her, hard and fast. He was standing so had leverage to move his hips in and out of her. His hands gripped her hips, fingers curving onto the cheeks of her bottom as he held her where he wanted her and took her. His eyes met hers and there was an intensity similar to how he had fucked her in the woods, but this time paired with an intense level of eye contact.
 
He changed his direction and she found herself on the counter. She gave absolutely no resistance and in fact pressed forward, legs moving wider. "Take me Dan..."

Hard, fast...intense.

"Harder." Emily came in a rush over his cock. "Fuck..." She stared into his eyes as she gripped his shoulders and moved, fucking him back with the same primal desire they had had not that long ago outside. "That's it."

She was breathing hard. "Again...oh god, Dan!" She came again. He was so hard and moving so deep inside of her. It felt amazing.
 
Dan growled low with desire as they moved together. He wasn’t normally this primal. He was mostly timid truth be told with women, but she had driven him so crazy with lust he just had to take her. “Fuck Emily, please,” He used her words, as he pressed his face into her neck as he pressed his hips in and out of her.

He found his hands sliding up her back, urging her still closer, feeling her wrapping herself around him as he drove into her. “Cum for me again,” he urged her. “Cum for me when I cum inside you.”
 
Emily's fingers gripped his back as she met his hard thrusts. His mouth was on her neck, face buried there. Her lips were on his shoulder, kissing and nibbling as they moved.

Hard, fast...intense.

"Fuck me Dan..." Her voice was soft and sultry in his ear. "Cum in me...deep...I'm going to cum for you...your cock feels too good..."

Her legs tightened around him keeping them close as her orgasm reached its peak. Emily's head went back and she cried out in pleasure. "Dan!"

She blacked out a moment. Briefly but she did. There was nothing. It was too strong, so very overwhelming in the best possible way. Emily let her head fall back to his shoulder. "Oh my god, Dan..."
 
Dan could not believe the intensity of this experience. He heard her cry, felt her stiffen, heard her breathing catch, hold, and recognized the orgasm was so intense that she couldn’t even breathe.

It was not until she let her head fall back against him that he felt his body lose its rhythm. “I will. Oh, fuck Emily.” He told her clutching onto her hips as he drove himself deep one last time.

He could feel the waves of pleasure arc through his body from head to toe, and he was certain that he had no idea how he did not fall over. He clung to her panting as his shutters subsided. His face was still in her neck. “I am wobbly.” He said with a laugh. “I want to run a bath and just hold you in my arms as we relax.”

Even after voicing his want, Dan couldn’t pull himself to even pull away from her, to make that fantasy a reality. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
 
He came. Emily hung onto him as he moved them. She felt a little dizzy, her body completely taken over by her orgasm. She managed to kiss his neck, his shoulder as he spasmed and twitched inside of her. Amazing...he was amazing. This was nothing short of extraordinary.

She tried to steady her breathing but it wasn’t working. It was uneven, heavy. “Dan…” Her arms tightened a little around him. “Not sure we will make it to the bath. I am not ready to let you go yet.”

Emily took a deep breath, her chest shaking with the motion. “Neither have I Dan. Trust me. This is not what I am used to. You are...wow.”

Her hands began to rub his shoulders and Emily drew her head back a little. One of her hands found his face and raised it to hers. She kissed him.

The kiss was one of feeling. Yes, she was thanking him for the amazing sex but it was more than that. Falling hard and fast. Dangerous but when do I ever feel this? No, Emily wouldn’t hold back. This felt rare, unique and once in a lifetime. Her hand rested on his cheek as she kissed him deeply but passionately. “We should try for the bed or the bath..not sure either of us are going to be able to move far.” She closed her eyes and kissed his cheek.
 
Her kiss took his breath away. He found he never wanted to stop kissing her. He let their lips linger as they kissed. He leaned a little into her hand.

She was thanking him for the sex, he could feel that in the kiss, but he had convinced himself that it was more than that. “Bath,” he said and shakily Pulled away from her. He took the couple steps to the shower where they had just been and flipped the leaver to make it a bath tub. He then turned the water on bending so she got a good view of his ass as he tested the temperature of the water.

“I’ll help you to the bath, but I can’t promise that I’m much steadier. That was something else,” he told her. “Seriously you are unbelievable. I have no words.

He reached out his hands to take hers to steady her as she got off the counter. Before they made it into the tub, he wrapped his arms around her hugging her naked and dripping form against his. He never wanted to let her go.
 
“Bath.” Emily watched him move away and start the tub. She took in the sight of his ass as he bent over. She knew she would ask him about how he felt about what she had done with her finger and if he wanted more. It seemed so new and intense for him and she loved the idea of exploring with him.

“Takes two babe...it takes two to be that good…” She slid off the counter, her hand squeezing his. His hug was the sort that every woman wants. The kind that speaks of genuine emotion, caring...love. Emily wouldn’t let herself go that far but she recognized that he was pouring a great deal of himself into it.

“Get in, I need to sit down too. You made my legs feel like jello.” She chuckled softly.

Emily waited for Dan to get in and then she delicately stepped into the tub between his legs and sat down. Her body rested back against his. She reached for his hands and drew them around her, urging him to hold her if he wanted to. Her head rested back on his shoulder.

She wanted to say something but everything she thought of sounded weird or simply risked ruining the moment by somehow reminding them both that this was work. She didn’t want that spell to break. Not just for him but selfishly for herself.

“Tell me, where do you see yourself in five years?” Emily brought his hand to her lips and kissed it. “Apartment or condo? House? Dog? Cat?” She smiled.
 
Their hug lasted forever, and yet never long enough. He could genuinely say he loved that, loved the contact with her. Job or not she touched him in a way that wasn’t just professional. “Yes, Jell-O.” He spoke.

Stepping into the tub he lowered himself into the warm water, shutting off the tap as she slid into the water. There was enough room for her to tuck herself between his legs. This meant he was surrounding her in multiple ways as his arms circled her at her urging.

He pressed his cheek to hers as she rested against him. “My first thought to answer that question was in your arms.” He said softly, breath tickling her ear. “I know that’s stupid.” That was actually edited. His first thought had been inside her, but that felt too forward. So, he went with the safer option. I rent a nice apartment now, but owning something might be nice.” He said shrugging. “I honestly try not to think too far ahead. I know I don’t want to be alone forever.” He didn’t add, having to pay for a girlfriend for a family function, though it somewhat hung in the air.
 
Emily loved the way Dan seemed to relax. He was so different from when they had met earlier that night. Not that she blamed him. Afterall, it seemed to be his first time hiring someone like her and it had been to keep his family from pestering him about a girlfriend. The night had gone well but not in the way she expected. Emily thought dinner, drinks and sex. What she had not been expecting was him to be so genuinely nice and the sheer intensity of their sex. She sat in the tub, in his arms and it almost felt as if they did this every night.

She smiled at his answer. In her arms. He was a romantic. More so than she would ever be and that notion that he could see himself in her arms in five years made her stomach flip. Yes, he was definitely swoon worthy. “Funny. I pictured you as the sort that might have a five year plan but I thought it might mostly revolve around work.” She closed her eyes and enjoyed the closeness.

“I thought about buying too. It is hard to get a mortgage or loan with unpaid intern as you occupation.” She chuckled and reached for his hand. She brought it to her lips, kissing each finger and the palm before turning it and kissing the back. “House or apartment or condo? Pet?”

She wanted to get to know him more. Yes, it would help her with his family but Emily did genuinely want to know more about him. She liked him. The man, not just the sex and what had come with it.
 
Dan shrugged, “You’re not wrong about the 5-year plan. I have that with work, but I guess I took it more as a social life relationship sort of question. But yes, I do have a business plan, of course.”

He broke off for a few moments as she started kissing his hand. He made a soft gasp in her ear. He didn’t need to say that was nice for him, it was obvious in the way his breath hitched. “Um…” he started. “I guess condo in the city, though I guess a little house in a suburb could be pretty nice too. I’ll be honest I really hadn’t given it a lot of thought. You’re right in that I dedicate my life mostly to my work. I mean clearly I don’t even have the ability to get a girlfriend on my own.” That last part sounded a bit bitter. “Sometimes I wonder if it’s because I can’t or because I stopped trying.” He shrugged. “Take your pick, I guess.”

He let his fingertips stroke along her cheek keeping the contact with her face that she’d started with the kisses. His other hand was around her middle and he leaned back a little more in the water settling her against himself once again. He could feel his leg muscles relaxing in the heat of the water, and the feel of her close to him was wonderful.
 
She cuddled against him, surrounded by his body and the hot water. “I think you likely had lots of work, maybe some bad dating experiences and it was just easier to not- you know? Happens a lot. The world can be tough and meeting someone who isn’t out for themselves is tough too.”

Emily leaned into his hand and tilted her head back to look up at him. “I think it is more likely that you stopped with the trouble of it and focused on work. You are clearly good at your job, you love it. You are focused and driven. Makes it hard to make room for other people.”

It hurt her to hear him talk about himself with so much bitterness. “Condo, house...both sound nice. I am hoping that once I find a paying job in my field I can afford a nicer place.” She frowned. “I mean in the one I went to school for. My current um..role pays for student debt and living expenses but I don’t live like...it isn’t like how it is often shown in the movies. Not all glitz and glamor.”

She kissed his cheek. “Dog or cat person? Any food allergies? Scars with interesting stories?” Emily lifted her leg bending it at the knee to show him the inside of her calf. There was a faint, three inch scar. “Hit by a car riding my bike when I was seven.”
 
Dan could only nod when she broke down why he didn’t date much anymore, the movement clear to her as his cheek pressed to the top of her head. As she looked up, he met her gaze and could only shrug. He didn’t think he had purposefully left people out, but perhaps she was correct.

“I figured it wasn’t like the movies,’ he said with a smile. “I mean, I figure even porn stars and movie stars have to go home to their cat and mortgage.” He said with a little chuckle.

As she asked her list of questions he listened. “That sounds horrid.” He said at her story about her scar.

“I don’t like to talk about most of my scars,” he said softly. He stiffened a bit. “They’re Signs that depression damages people.” He frowned as he spoke. He seemed to be thinking for a moment. He knew if she now knew where to look on the inner thighs, she’d see the faint self-injury scars, and yet, he had to think of a story to tell her. There’s a scar in my hairline where one of my band mates several years ago accidentally hit me in the head with his guitar.” He finally said with a laugh, glad to deflect from his initial thoughts.

“I like both cats and dogs, can’t really say that I’m attached to either over the other. How about you?” he asked.
 
Emily read the body language. He was stiff and reluctant to talk. She didn’t press. He clearly had things he was holding back and she understood. “Hit in the head with a guitar...that’s a new one.” She smiled softly.

She leaned against him. “Never had a pet. You must have had some given your childhood. You aren’t a city boy and I always take that to mean cows, horses, dogs and barn cats.” She smiled. “My parents weren’t big animal people. Worked a lot. Barely time to take care of the kids. No need for the extra responsibility. My uncle had a dog. Mean little thing. Tell me about your childhood. I think at this point I should know some stories about that. Your family might think it weird if you never talk about them. Good student? Into sports?”

She moved to refresh the water, ensuring it remained warm. She was in no hurry for them to get out. She was enjoying the contact, the closeness and it was a good time for them to talk so she could make it even more believable that she was in love with him when she met his family this weekend.

Emily moved and snuggled back between his legs once more.
 
“OH, there were animals.” Dan confirmed. “I was more interested in my instruments than the animals though. We didn’t have anything big like that though. With my father being Mayer, he didn’t have time to farm. Before he did that he was always involved in public service of some kind. My mother was real involved both with church and our schools. Do you remember those little parties you’d have in school for holidays, and there were always mothers involved? That was my mother. She arranged the potlucks at church after service. She has not held a formal job outside the home, but you wouldn’t know it for how busy she is. I think she works harder than most people I know, myself included.”

It was obvious in Dan’s words that his parents were hard workers and had instilled that in his siblings and he. He watched her refreshing the water and then when she returned cuddled her close again. “I was musical not really athletic. I was more likely to be in band than play sports. My brothers all preferred football to the arts. My father was proud of them for that.” The unspoken words there were that his father was less impressed with his musical son.

“Funny, none of them got a scholarship to play football in college, yet I went on to play music in college. Granted I didn’t get a scholarship either, but they didn’t even play in college.” He let his fingers slide over the back of her hand as he spoke. “I was too quote gay quote for girls in school. I was the guy that was asked to dances because I would buy their dinner and drive them in my car, yet, they would leave with someone else, or find some other excuse not to be intimate with me at the end of the night.” He shrugged.

He seemed to be considering for a moment. “I found my quiet place on stage, I was never one for the spotlight, but hearing the cheering, the clapping, it is intoxicating like nothing else. No drug can compare to that. However, I knew I couldn’t truly make money doing that, I wasn’t good enough. However, I was good enough at business classes that I thought I could build a way to be involved in music, without having to play it, if that makes sense.”
 
Emily listened. His family sounded like old school, good old American family. Farm, public service, church, football...whole nine yards. She smiled thinking of his boots and how he had a little part of that life, even in the city and the industry he was in.

“Ugh, no...my mom wasn’t really the sort that was into school things. She worked three jobs so there wasn’t much time for that sort of thing and we didn’t do church.” Emily frowned. “You need to give me a crash course in church etiquette. I think your mom would like it if I was at least respectful of it.”

Her body weight was against him fully. It was truly as if they had done this for month and months. “You parents sound like they have a great work ethic and I feel like they instilled that in you. You followed your passion and found what you are really good at. That is amazing. Most people never get that in life. Some of us are still trying for it.”

Emily laced her fingers in his, drew his hand out of the water and kissed it. “I won’t be leaving you for anyone. I promise. I will be in your arms, your bed or close by as much as possible.”

She meant it. She knew he would likely take it as part of her job. He was paying her for that after all, to be his adoring girlfriend but Emily meant it. She would spend as much time with him as she could this weekend and not just to keep up the ploy.

“Can I ask you a really silly question?” She looked up at him, leaning in his arms to do so. “Do you think it would be possible to like- pet a horse or a cow? I have never actually been on a farm. City girl...and never had money to like, vacation or stuff like that.”
 
He listened to her explain how busy her mother was. He could understand how they might not have had time for as much theology. “I wouldn’t say I’m the church etiquette expert,” he said with a laugh, “I used to horse around and get in trouble in church to be honest.”

He was more than willing to see the conversation steer away from church etiquette as she complimented him on his upbringing and smiled as she placed kisses on his hand as they were twined together. He was sure that the words she spoke were just some kinds of corporate line, but God it felt so nice to hear. Dan actually shivered at her words. “You have no idea how wonderful that sounds,” he breathed. You make me feel special, in a way no one really ever has.” He then nodded the sentimental expression drifting away. “I think we could arrange something like that,” his eyes twinkled with the expression. “I think the neighbor still has sheep and goats. The other one had horses. Not sure about any cows, a few might still have their milk cows. I can ask around.” In that moment he almost wished it were fair season. He could have taken her to see so many things, not that they had time to go to one anyway. He resolved right then and there that he would help her pet something even if he had to sneak into old man Hopson’s pig pen and let her pet the hogs.

The water was growing cold again and so dan reached for the warm water tap and flipped it on again to again refresh their water.
 
Emily adjusted, letting Dan have access to the tap. This caused his body to almost wrap about hers. She closed her eyes letting them just be close as he did a seemingly mundane task. This was nice. Talking and getting to know each other. Oh the sex had been....Emily wasn’t sure that she had a big enough vocabulary to describe how good it was but this was wonderful.

Dan was being real not trying to flaunt himself or impress her. It was really going to make it easy to this weekend to make his family believe she was his long time girlfriend.

“If we can, that would be great but no need to go out of the way for it.” She snuggled close and let her hand comfortably hold his. “I will need a run down of the church basics. I can google it too I guess. I just don’t want that to be a sticking point with your parents.”

Her head rested back on his shoulder. “Any childhood pets or stories that you would have definitely told your girlfriend? I don’t want your family thinking it odd I haven’t heard them.”

Emily frowned and leaned back to let herself look up at him. She took a hand from his and placed it on his face, guiding him to look at her. “Hey, I am sorry. I don’t want you to think I am only asking for like, business reasons. I really do want to hear all about you I just got caught up trying to focus on the need to know right away stuff.” She felt a twinge of guilt. She did genuinely want to get to know him. Hell, she could feel herself growing to really, really like him...like head over heels but she also knew this weekend was about making them a believable couple. The chemistry was there, it was the details they needed to get right.
 
Emily seemed to sense his hesitation at the way she asked about all the things that she should know. It had slipped into the clinical level; he did understand though when she explained why she did so though. He smiled “I’m glad you do truly want to know me. It’s been a while since I’ve felt like someone has wanted that. He leaned down and kissed her softly. “There were dogs and cats growing up, I hauled trash and cleaned up for a lot of the local bars, just so they would let me sit in and listen when the bands would play. Sometimes I even got to sit backstage to listen. I remember one time this one country singer came and I got to listen to his entire set from just backstage. I couldn’t hear for like a day, but it was so worth it. My Mother was not pleased with the bartender, ripped him a new one that week in church, ok well in the church parking lot, she’d never use that language in the halls of God, but, still. It was so worth it.” His smile became genuine again as he told his story.

His fingers stroked the back of her hand as he spoke, lost in the story. “I have a lot of memories like that, helping out in the music store, just to hear people play, the number of terrible players I heard around here, and yet I learned so much too.”
 
Emily’s expression was soft as she turned in the tub to face him. She propped up a little on her knees but leaned her chest into him so she could look into his eyes as he told her about himself. She wanted him to know that they weren’t just words, she was invested in getting to know him. She wanted to joke that she was so invested that she was guaranteeing he broke her heart at the end of the weekend but it wasn’t the right time for teasing, let alone that tease.

She listened intently. Music was his passion. It spoke to him like nothing else in life, that much was clear. She smiled as he talked about listening to terrible musicians. She supposed everything in life had that, the people who wanted to do something but really couldn’t. Then there were those who could learn and those with natural talent.

“Dogs and cats. Got it.” She pulled away and stood. “How about we go sit in bed and you can tell me more? I want to hear more about your life and music. I can tell how much you love it, what it means to you.”

She held out a hand to help him up as she stepped out of the tub and onto the mat.
 
Dan took her hand and allowed her to help him balance to stand. “I’m almost surprised either of us can stand after tonight. You really have no idea what this has been like for me. You are truthfully something special.” Dan wondered if he was rambling. He supposed that he probably was, but did he care?

He stepped out of the tub, pausing to bend to flip the lever to let the water flow down the drain. He reached up over the toilet for a couple of the folded towels. He took one and handed the other to Emily.

“I always knew I was a little different than the folks in my small town, I always longed for more, more people, more music, more noise. I don’t want to say this place felt backward or anything to me, but it kind of did. I always thought there was more out there, like I didn’t really fit in. I just grew tired of the everyone knows everyone life, if you know what I mean?” As he spoke, dan worked on drying himself, careful not to bump Emily too much. He did let his hand reach out and run over her arm once or twice, as if admiring her beauty. It seemed as if he wanted perhaps to grope other places in passing too, but probably was too shy to follow through with it. He could not get enough of her.
 
“You have definitely tested my body’s limits.” She smiled at him as he stepped out. Emily brushed his cheek. “You are quite special too, Dan. You really have no idea.” She then leaned in and kissed his cheek too.

She took the offered towel and dried off, wrapping it around her body.

Emily chuckled and took the towel from him. She dried his body off. “You know, I think I like that you are not like your family or those people in your small town. I am quite fond of you, Dan. Your desire for more. Your passion for music and helping musicians. I love it, I find it fascinating. You are a very intriguing man. I cannot wait to spend all weekend with you.”

She stepped close and wrapped the towel about his waist. “Take me to bed and hold me, babe.”
 
She wasn’t kidding, tonight had pushed him to his physical limits also. He was a bit glad that he still tried to go biking a couple days a week otherwise he for sure wouldn’t have had the stamina.

His face lit up with a smile as she took his towel and began to dry him. She was thorough and when she concluded by stepping in closer to wrap the towel around his waist he hugged him to her leaning down to capture her lips in a sweet kiss. “I think you are going to make this weekend far better than I could have ever imagined. He didn’t know how he would tell his family he broke up with Emily after she made them fall in love with her too, but he knew he would have to the next time. Surely he couldn’t afford to hire her again. Briefly he wondered if she might consider actually dating him. No, she would never want that, even if she was fond of him.

Pushing the jumble of thoughts from his mind he took her by the hand and lead her to bed, just like she requested. The thought of just laying with her cuddling, sounded almost more intimidating than the sex, though intriguing. It had been a long time. The thought of sleeping beside her was honestly almost as appealing. That was a bit scary to Dan, the play had been electric, there was no way the nonsexual intimacy could be just as good. However, he was suspecting it would be.

He crawled into bed and lay down, putting himself on the bed, he lay his head on the pillow and stayed on top of the blanket though it was folded down where he could grab it. He held out his arms to her, an invitation for her to come to him and cuddle. He had lost his towel somewhere along the way, he didn’t remember taking it off, though he must have. He smiled, anticipation of holding her showing in his expression.
 
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