Chapter 02:

_PAGE: EROTIC+ TV

_TITLE: I PREGNANT A LESBIAN COUPLE

_AUTHOR: LOLO

_CHAPTER 02:

When I arrived, it was still so early that the mall wasn't even open yet, and other than the people working there, I was probably the first customer to show up. I walked around to find the food court since we had agreed to meet there and park. Soon others began to appear and a small crowd of about a dozen people gathered outside the doors. I just sat in the car, waiting for them to come in.

After an eternity the doors opened and everyone started coming in, so I came out and joined them. I looked at the time and saw that it would be another hour before Lamya was there, so I just walked around the mall to familiarize myself with the layout; besides, I was too excited to sit still. I grabbed a coffee, even though I didn't drink it very often. I thought I could probably use the caffeine.

Thirty minutes before our date, Lamya called me to make sure we were still there for a date at the mall!

➖ME: Uh, yes of course!

She stopped for a second probably listening to background noise and asked me;

➖Are you there yet?

I admitted I was, but then I said;

➖I just arrived a few moments ago.

It was an outright lie, but I didn't want to sound any more impatient than I already did.

Lamya laughs and says;

➖Okay, I'll be there in a moment!

I was on the edge of my seat but trying to stay as relaxed as possible. I kept an eye on the door, waiting for Lamya to enter. After about 20 minutes I heard someone behind me asking my name;

➖Jack?

I turned my head and saw the most beautiful girl I had ever seen: it was Lamya. I had seen her on the webcam, but in person Lamya was a beautiful work of art. She was absolutely gorgeous and she was dressed very casually. I couldn't imagine what she would look like if she got formal or sexy. She wore black yoga shorts and a simple tank top that largely showed off her incredible cleavage. Lamya was around 5'5 and had a very toned body. I couldn't stop looking at her. His legs were athletic, but not so muscular that they looked manly. Her hair virtually glistened in the light; slightly darker than a strawberry blonde and reaching down to the shoulders. If Lamya Already Existed Before the Most Beautiful Woman in History Poll, No One Would Know Audrey Hepburn

I stood up immediately and we hugged hello.

➖ME: Ohhh, Lamya! I didn't see you come in. It's so good to finally meet you!

➖LAMYA: Yes, I parked on the other side of the mall where I usually park. It's good to meet you too! She's my friend, Yemima.

Before she mentioned her friend, I didn't even know she had a friend with her. But I wasn't put off by the fact that she brought it along because she didn't really know me yet. Yemima looked at least two years younger than Lamya. Probably still in high school, or so I thought, prison bait for sure. She was a bit shorter than Lamya, but had the same toned body. However, her breasts were nowhere near as impressive as Lamya's. I told Yemima it was nice to meet her as well, before returning my attention to Lamya.

We set out to walk towards our non-destination while talking and getting to know each other better. The more we talked, the more I liked Lamya and I could tell she felt the same. Everything I said she found funny or the most interesting thing she had ever heard. And honestly, I felt the same way about what she had to say. It was like being in college again!

We decided to stop for lunch and Lamya looked at Yemima, nodding to one side. Yemima asked Lamya;

➖ How are you, then?

Lamya just nodded;

➖Yes

Yemima hugged Lamya before dismissing herself.

Once Yemima was out of sight, I said;

➖She seems like a good friend to you. How did you become friends?

➖LAMYA: What do you mean?

➖ME: Well, she must be 2 or 3 years younger than you. Are you neighbors or what?

➖LAMYA: Huh? Oh, yeah, we're neighbors…and we have the whole cheerleading thing in common.

That explained the shape they were in! I then said;

➖You didn't tell me you were a cheerleader when you were in school.

➖LAMYA: Yes, I've always loved cheerleaders, so...

➖ME: It's cool, I've always had a thing for cheerleaders!

She knew I was just making a flirtatious joke and she patted me on the arm. Even though she performed, it was still a solid hit. I should take it easy with the teasing jokes, I thought.

We sat down to eat and I felt like I was looking at my future in front of me. I knew so much about Lamya, but I wanted to know more. I asked him to tell me about his life growing up.

➖LAMYA: Well, I was basically raised by my mother. My mom and dad never got married and that was probably for the best. He just kind of seems to tolerate it for me when he's in town, of course. He's okay when we spend time together, but with his absence, it's like we've never really connected. You see ?

I nodded in understanding;

➖Yes, I see what you mean. My Dad used to travel from time to time as well. Mmm not as much as it looks like your dad did, but he's been away at least half a dozen times a year for a week or two.

➖LAMYA: But where my father failed, my mother succeeded. She has always been there for me and has always been in my corner. She's like my best friend.

She continued to tell me about her childhood; how she got into the cheerleading show when she was little and stayed there until high school. I asked her if she could still fit in her high school show uniform and she replied;

➖Yes, of course.

I told him that I was not surprised; she was still in amazing shape. She just smiled and looked down sheepishly, seemingly embarrassed by the compliment. Keeping her face lowered, she looked into my eyes, still smiling and I suddenly realized that I was falling in love with Lamya.

➖ME: Listen, Lamya! I don't want to freak you out and send you running for the hills or anything, but I have to tell you that I really enjoy spending time with you. And before you leave here today, I want you to know that. And I hope you feel the same.

Lamya seemed to grow more shy and just nodded. We spent the next few minutes staring at each other in silence; smiling like school children. I found it hard to believe that Lamya hadn't heard compliments so often that she would tire of them. But as she explained most guys were clearly trying to get a piece of ass out of her and she could tell I wasn't just one of those guys

I broke the completely comfortable silence by asking;

➖ So, when can I see you again?

Lamya asked;

➖Does this mean our first date is over?

➖ME: No, but I like that you say first date… No, I just can't wait to find out when we can start again.

She smiled at me and said;

➖Coming soon. I'll have to watch the program and let you know, but soon.

I knew she had to work and needed to watch her work schedule. Besides, I needed to check mine. But I was glad to know that she was just as eager as I was to go on a second date.

We finished lunch and started walking again. But this time, Lamya took my hand in hers as we walked, and that simple gesture sent charges of electricity through my body. I started noticing other guys staring at her and I could tell they were jealous of me. It's amazing what a beautiful girl on your arm can do for the male ego!

We had to walk for miles through the mall with no real shopping schedule. I knew I was going to kiss her before we broke up, but I wasn't sure how I was going to broach the subject. Did I just walk in and kiss her, or should I ask her permission first? How does she prefer the first kiss to be treated? I didn't know yet.

As if reading my mind, she stopped me, turned to me and said;

➖If you don't kiss me soon, I will never forgive you.

Without skipping another beat, I leaned over to her as she rose on her toes, lifted her face to me, and we kissed for the first time, right there in the middle of the mall. This kiss was perfect in every way. We weren't kissing with our arms and hands on top of each other while sticking our tongues in each other's mouths. Instead, it was sweet, syrupy, and tender; barely open mouths. The best fireworks in Japan don't compare to the display going through my head at that moment. The kiss lasted about 5-7 seconds and I felt her start to melt and fall. Before she could, I grabbed her just as her legs were failing her. A second or two later, she regained her composure but could only say "Wow", blinking as if she had just woken from a dream. I accepted saying;

➖Ohhhh yeah, best kiss

When Lamya was stable on her feet again, we started walking again and her phone alerted her with a text message. It was Yemima saying she had to go soon. Since Lamya was her car, I knew our first date was coming to an end. But it was okay because I knew there would be many more to come!

I assumed we were walking towards Yemima but instead we took one of the long hallways that led to the toilets. Before entering, Lamya whispered something in my ear that didn't make much sense at first. She whispered;

➖Wait until the way is clear.

I didn't know what she meant until she went into the bathroom marked "family" with the male and female characters on it. She wanted me to join her once there was no one around!

It wasn't long before there were no more witnesses and I knocked on the door. The lock opened and I entered. Lamya pulled me past the door and closed it behind us, locking it once more. We kissed again, but this time there was more passion. She held on tighter this time and soon we were kissing! She broke our kiss to ask me a question.

➖LAMYA: Will you promise not to think I'm a bitch if I want to try something?

I loved the question set up! And I certainly didn't think she was a bitch. I wanted her as much as she apparently wanted me. So I answered;

➖Ohhhhh no, I won't consider you a bitch! What did you have in mind?

➖LAMYA: Well, I really love you. But I'm not ready to sleep with you yet. But, I think I'd really like to…like…try…

She seemed to grow shy again as her words trailed off.

I asked;

➖What do you want to try?

She looked up at me and couldn't bring herself to say the words, so she just poked her cheek with her tongue while raising her eyebrows to ask a question.

My cock answered his question before I could. She felt the growing bulge of my shorts and began to carefully open my fly. She pulled my shorts and boxers together and my now raging cock was ready.

She looked up at me and said;

➖I've never done this before, so...

➖ME: What? On a first date or in a public restroom?

➖LAMYA: No. Uh I mean yes. I mean both. I've never done this before, ever.

➖ME: You mean you've never slept with a guy before?

She just shook her head and I told her I could guide her if she wanted to, but I thought it would be better if she did it the way she thought. Lamya smiled, nodded and said;

➖OK

She knelt down in front of me but the tiles hurt her knees. I took my shirt off and folded it for her and she admired my chest and abs. She tucked my shirt under her knees before taking my cock in her hand and staring at it for a few seconds, studying it. She caressed her a few times carefully and brought her face closer. My cock had never been so hard in my life. She looked at me and smiled again, her eyes shining. Very slowly, she closed the distance until her head rested softly on her beautiful lips. She kept her lips shut and moved her mouth from side to side, rubbing my cock over her lips like it was big obscene lipstick.

She pulled back to look at my furious erection again and I thought if it got any harder it would crack my skin. She stroked it a few more times, then gave the tip a soft kiss. I could see a smudge of her lipstick on the tip and I was in nerve-wracking heaven. Lamya stuck her tongue out and licked the underside, almost like an experiment. For a first time without instructions, she got off to an incredible start. She kissed his head a few more times before finally opening her mouth and taking the lead. She looked up at me and I had a hard time stopping myself from blowing my wad already. With her mouth wrapped around my cock head, she asked;

➖Mmmm-mmmm how are you?

TO BE CONTINUED...