Dallas.

just go for it

Tyler

I decide to just go for it. We are laying it all out on the table. We might as well talk about every single little thing, including ourselves. We made out a while back, and then things just got left as they always have been. Dallas said she didn't want us to ruin our friendship by being more than best friends, but I have realized that is no longer good enough for me, and for her. She just won't admit it. Our chemistry has always been amazing, so she should know that our friendship will not be ruined. If anything, our relationship will be better because of it. It will be stronger, because we already have that as a foundation. I just need her to listen to me and believe this so we can move on from this friend zone we have put ourselves in.

"Where does this leave us?" I ask her. "Well, we are Austyn's parents, and you are my best friend," she tells me. I chuckle. That we are, but again, not enough anymore. "Dallas, you know all of the truth now, so you must know the way I feel about you. I f*cking love you. I always have and I know I always will," I tell her. Her face turns bright red. Right down to her neck. "Do you?" she asks. "Do you think I don't? Do you think I only see you as a friend?" I ask her and she shrugs. "Come on, be real with me. Am I the only one with these feelings? I sometimes think that you feel a certain way about me too, but then I think it is all in my head. Why don't you clarify this for me? If I'm wrong and it is all one-sided, then I will back off," I tell her. "The feelings are mutual, Ty, but I don't want to ruin what we have. It's so good. I never want to ruin us. The friendship we have built. We have everything. We have love and trust and you are patient with me and you treat me nicely and that makes me happy, and the most important thing to me is how much you love Austyn," she tells me. "That's all great, now if we were to make it official, I will make it my life mission to make you feel all of this plus more every single day. Both you and Austyn." I tell her. "Ty, you and I officially together, as a couple. Is that even allowed? Like this will change everything for us," she tells me, and I have thought of this a lot too. "If our manager doesn't like it, he can f*ck off. I know that all of us being single sells, but I will give up everything just to be with you. I want to be with you. I want us to be a family, but I will leave it all up to you. You tell me what you want," I tell her. She looks at me and gives me that signature smirk that the fans love when she gives on stage while she is performing.

"I want you," she says before she throws herself at me. I grab her and kiss her like my life depends on it and I guess right now it kind of does. Finally, she admits it. This makes us official, right? I don't want to second guess anything. "So it is official then, are we together now?" I ask her. "You haven't asked me," she says, but kisses my lips again. I pull away. She is right. I get down on one knee "Dallas, will you be my girlfriend?" I say and she looks at me like I am crazy, then starts laughing. "Sh!t, I thought you were going to ask me to marry you," she says, with her hand on her chest, and I can see how she would think that. Why would I even get on one knee to ask her to be my girlfriend? I should have just asked her to marry me. She already has me going crazy. "The day I ask you to marry me will be extra special, but don't worry, it's coming, so will you be my girlfriend, for now?" I ask. "Yes" she says. I stand up and kiss her. One thing leads to another and we are making out just like we did that one day in the car, but it is better this time. She is mine now. Finally.

She is wearing a thin a$$ nightgown, and her body pushed up against mine feels so good. My d!ck is rock hard. I have no idea where this night is going to go. I definitely did not expect this so far, but I am so happy right now. I am finally getting everything I deserve in life. I finally got the girl of my dreams and all of my dreams, wet dreams, life dreams are happening.

"Ty," she moans my name and I swear I am going to burst just from kissing and hearing her moans. I love the way her body reacts to me, even if I am barely touching her. With the chemistry we have, I have a feeling s3x will be explosive. "Take off your clothes, you are wearing too many layers," she says. I pull my shirt off and she kisses my chest. She pushes me back on the bed and begins kissing my body. She unbuckles my pants and pulls them down, taking my boxers with them. "Oh my," she says when my d!ck almost hits her in the face. *f*ck, your d!ck is huge," she says, licking her lips. I am very blessed in that department. "Can I touch it?" she asks. "You are my girl, I belong to you. You can do whatever you want baby," I say, and she wastes no time.

Dallas grabs my c0ck, stroking it. Her hands are small and cold right now, but after the third stroke, it feels warmer. It feels so good. "I want to taste you," she says and again, wasting no time, and puts me in her mouth. F*ck yes. She sucks me down as far as she can, and begins using her hand in a stroke/twist method. She chokes on it a couple of times and then comes up and licks me from root to tip. I already feel like I am going to blow. This is better than any dream I have had of her doing this. Yes, I can admit I have had many wet dreams and Dallas is always the star. She takes me back in her mouth. The slurping, the sloppiness and just knowing it is her sucking my d!ck, I am there way too quickly. "I am about to c*m," I tell her so she can pull away, but instead she takes me in deeper and f*ck, that does it. I c*m down her throat. She swallows it all. I swear that is the hottest thing to ever happen to me. She pulls back and wipes her mouth. "Did you like it?" she asks me. "I f*cking loved it," I say as I grab her and lay her down, so she is now on her back. I kiss her lips and I let my hands roam all over her body. I push her nightgown up slowly and when I get to her panties I see that she is wearing a thong. S3xy, but I want it off. I slowly pull it off and push her gown up higher and higher until she takes it over her head. I stand up and take my shoes and socks off and pull my pants off all the way, because having them around my ankles is getting annoying and it is restricting me from getting full access to my woman. My eyes roam all over her body and it is perfect. I have seen her semi-naked before, but not fully. I think it was us just not wanting to fully go there, but here we are now.

I get in between her legs. It is my turn to make her feel good. I am so afraid to touch her though. Will she like it? I hate how I second guess myself when it comes to her, but she is my dream girl and I don't want to mess it up now that I finally have her. "You are so beautiful," I say and lay my body on hers, without putting my full weight on her. I grab her face and kiss her slowly. I let my tongue roam her mouth and she shocks me when she sucks on my tongue. I already feel my d!ck getting hard again. How is that even possible? I kiss her body just like she did to me, but I take extra time and kiss, massage her boobs. I take my time playing with her n!pples. I gently bite each one and she is now grinding on me. I make my way lower and kiss her stomach. She kind of puts her hand there or tries to, but I move it. "I don't like my stomach. It's so big. No-one ever touches it. I hate the extra weight," she says, but what the f*ck is she talking about? Her stomach is flat. She has lost so much weight. She is almost disappearing. She seriously needs to stop losing weight. "I love your stomach. It's my favorite part of your body, and your weight is just fine. The only thing big on your body is this fat a$$," I tell her and hold her hands so I can kiss her stomach some more. I seriously don't know where all of this is coming from, but knowing that she is mine automatically erased that invisible line we put there. That barrier is now broken. I have always been myself around Dallas and now she gets all of me. I hope I don't scare her away.

She is a bit tense at first, but when she sees that I won't stop, she relaxes. After kissing her for a bit, I continue to work my way down. Her p*ssy is everything I could imagine. Pretty, pink, no hair, perfect. I open her legs up and place them on my shoulders. It is time to feast.

Dallas

I can not believe that Tyler is in between my legs right now, eating my p*ssy. He is so good at it too. He eats me until I c*m. I feel so good and my body is tingling all over. I need him inside of me like right now. I push him on the bed and get on top. I slowly sink onto his d!ck and we both moan. I feel a little pain, because he is so big, but then he begins moving slowly in and out of me and the pain vanishes and all I feel is pleasure. I feel so full and so happy. He holds on to my hips as I bounce up and down on his huge c0ck. He is hitting the perfect spot. I haven't been with a man in years, but I know that after this, I won't want to be with anyone else but him. I have never felt this way before. He grabs my b00bs and sucks on them and he grabs my throat and squeezes it just a bit and then kisses my mouth and then kisses me all over my neck. He is driving me crazy.

Tyler

S3x with Dallas is everything I expected. No, it's better. Her p*ssy wrapped around my d!ck like it was made for me. She is so tight, hot and the way her p*ssy pulsing right now has me ready to blow again. "Oh Ty, I am about to c*m" she says, and great because so am I, just by looking at her face full of pleasure. "Yes, right there. Oh yes," her voice is huskier, everything is so erotic right now. She moans loudly and we both finish together. Her eyes are closed as she rides her orgasm out. I can't take my eyes off her though. She is so beautiful. I let her take everything she needs. She finally opens her eyes and smirks. "My p*ssy is feeling pretty lucky right now," she says, and I flip her over so I can kiss her. All I want to do is touch her right now. "Nah, I am the lucky one," I say as my lips land on hers. I am already addicted to her.

Beau

"I have no idea what you are talking about, Beau Benajmin. Clearly, that girl is lying to you. Why are you even talking to her to begin with? You should not be seen with her kind," Mom says. Her kind. What the f*ck. Mom makes it seem like Dallas is a damn alien. I am so frustrated. I have not been able to get her to admit to anything. I know she is gas lighting me. It's always this way. I don't know why I even try? "All you need to focus on is Marissa. You will ruin your relationship with her family if you get mixed up with that girl again. That kid is not yours. I hear that Browne kid, the wh0re waitress who now wants to be a restaurant owner's kid, is the daddy," she tells me. That girl. I always hated when mom referred to Dallas as that girl. I shake my head. "She is my kid, mom, and you know it. You have always known it. Why didn't you tell me? Why have you been lying to me all of these years? How did you block her number from my phone? How could you do this to me? I have a kid," I say. "Cordelia, what did you do? Why would you hide this from our son, from me? You should have at least told me and I would have handled it," dad says. "Oh yeah, the way you handle everything else, right!" she shouts. What does she mean by that? "She isn't even his. She calls that b!tch of a waitress grandma. That tells us everything we need to know," Mom shouts. "The little girl looks just like our daughter, Cordelia. Beau says she is his. We need to do something about this. Perhaps a paternity test," dad says, and oh f*ck, when I decided to confront mom, I wasn't planning on dad wanting to do something about it. I just needed answers. I needed mom to admit to everything. I need to know that Dallas is saying the truth, although deep down I know she is. Dallas was never a liar. She was raised by some of the most honest people I have ever met, and, well, my parents are my parents. Plus, one look at Austyn and I know she is mine. She came from me.

I am now learning that I come from horrible people. Dad has so many skeletons in his closet. Which I am slowly uncovering and mom I just can't with her. I decide I need to figure this situation out, before dad gets involved. He always uses his power to benefit him or our family, and I can't allow him to do that and hurt my daughter. "No, it's alright. I just wanted to know why mom hid it from me, but she is right. I need to focus on my relationship. Plus, dad, you said it yourself. You saw Dallas and Tyler together years ago. Now that I think about it, she is probably his child. I just got caught up thinking I could be a father, but it's just crazy talk." I say, trying to get him to back off. "Hmmm, maybe, maybe not. We will talk about it later," he tells me and walks away. "If you know what is good for you Beau, you will stay away from that girl. She is nothing but trouble and not good enough for you. Focus on Marissa. Your upcoming wedding with her. Focus on what will truly benefit us all. Why don't you get her pregnant and have a real child? One that will carry our last name. Someone worthy of that," she says and gives me the death stare that I used to be so afraid of growing up. Now, all I see is evil.