Chapter 04:

_PAGE: EROTIC+ TV

_TITLE: I PREGNANT A LESBIAN COUPLE

_AUTHOR: LOLO

_CHAPTER 04:

With the stitches in the shoulder and the staples in the head in place, I walked out of the ER wondering how I was going to get back to the station. I didn't wonder for long, the chef was waiting for me outside. One look on my face and he knew there was no need to ask how Carla was doing.

Chief Ramon;

➖You know you did it right.

➖ME: I'm not so sure

➖RAMON: Listen! You know there will be days like this. We can't save the world, but we do what we can. You take a few days and think about it, get past the emotional part and you'll see there's nothing more you could have done. ALL RIGHT ?

The leader was not one for making long speeches, but his short speeches had a way of getting straight to the point. I nodded without saying a word and the chef took me home.

The first thing I did was call Lamya. I had to clear my head and I knew Lamya would be the answer. She picked up just after the first ring. She joked with a smile in her voice;

➖It's time for you to call me! I was beginning to think you just used me!

➖ME: I'm sorry. I would have called earlier, but I had a very bad day today. You don't want to know the details, trust me.

Lamya's voice became more serious and worried;

➖Oh. Oh I am sorry. What happened ? Are you doing well ?

➖ME: Yes and no. There was a major accident and… it was the worst I've ever seen. Let's stay there. Can you come ?

I was trying not to tear up and fall apart and I think she could hear it in my voice.

Lamya answered uncertainly;

➖Oh, gosh, I don't know. I mean, I will, of course! I just don't know if I can take a ride.

➖ME: What's wrong with your car now?

➖LAMYA: Oh, uh... the car is fine, but it's with my mother. Let me call Yemima and I'll get back to you right away.

➖ME: Alright cool

She hung up. Several minutes passed and my phone rang. Answering the phone, Lamya said;

➖I'll be there in a moment, but I'll need you to drive me tomorrow morning. Are you OK ?

➖ME: Yes that's good. I really need to see you tonight

I gave her my address and directions and she said she would be there as soon as possible. A few minutes later, there was a knock on my door. I knew it wasn't Lamya; she lived too far away for it to be her already. I opened the door and saw my buddies Danilo and Carel at my door.

➖ME: Hi guys, what's up

They had never stopped unexpectedly like this before.

Carel held my car keys and I suddenly understood why they were there, they took my car home. I invited them for a beer as a thank you. Carel refused saying they had to go, but at the same time Danilo agreed. Looking back, offering beer to an alcoholic isn't exactly the best idea in the world, but I wasn't thinking clearly at the time. Luckily I didn't have many and they didn't stay long. We talked about the accident and Carla, but that didn't reassure any of us.

A few moments of silent reflection preceded Danilo and Carel's departure and I prepared myself for Lamya's arrival. I was finishing tidying up my apartment when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and saw Lamya and Yemima at my door. Just seeing Lamya there made me feel better already. She turned to Yemima and thanked her for the ride. Yemima asked her if she was sure to stay here and Lamya nodded. Yemima told her friend to call her if she needed her for any reason while looking at me suspiciously. Lamya hugged Yemima, kissed her cheek and said thank you. I invited Yemima to stay for a few minutes but she refused. Lamya came in and as soon as the door was closed she put her bag down and gave me a kiss. I was beginning to think she had me spellbound because her kisses were just magical. If someone fired a gun next to my ear while I was kissing him, I'm sure I wouldn't notice.

I then said in almost a question;

➖I don't think Yemima likes me very much

➖LAMYA: She feels like she has to protect me sometimes, I guess

➖ME: It's kinda cute, actually that she feels the need to take care of you.

Lamya seemed to think that thought was a little strange but agreed anyway. So I said;

➖Thank you for coming. I can't tell you how much I needed to see you

➖LAMYA: I've been thinking about you all day; what happened to you today?

➖ME: It was one of those nightmarish days. The ones you hope will never happen, but you know that one day they will.

➖LAMYA: Oh I'm sorry. Tell me what happened?

➖ME: Well you don't want to know how bad it was, but there was an accident and I ended up pulling a little girl out of the wreckage. I accompanied her on the rescue flight to the hospital, but she did not survive.

Lamya was saddened and said;

➖Oh, that's awful. I am really sorry…

➖ME: Everyone tells me I did it right, but she's still gone and it sucks. You see ?

Lamya nodded in understanding and asked;

➖What can I do to help?

I told him that his mere presence here was already helping me. It was corny to say that, but it was true. I felt better just knowing she was there for me. It was as if his presence made me feel more complete; as if Carla's untimely passing had ripped out a large part of my heart and Lamya had replaced it just by showing up. When I told her how I felt, she just smiled ear to ear and hugged me, resting her head on my chest. After kissing for a few moments, I suggested we go sit on the couch for a while. I just wanted to hold her close to me.

I sat down on the couch and she snuggled into me, leaning halfway into my lap and resting her head on my chest. I put my arm around her, resting my hand over hers and ran the fingers of my second hand absently through her light red hair. There was nothing overtly sexual about our hugs; it was just very intimate and caring. Lamya was completely comfortable and she closed her eyes and now rested her head on my lap.

She was an absolute sight from every angle and I couldn't take my eyes off her. I started memorizing every detail of her face, every curve, every freckle, the way her eyelashes curled, the way the dimples formed when she moved her mouth in a certain way. We sat together for what must have been a few hours without moving or talking. My eyelids started to get heavy and I was slipping in and out of sleep. Lamya had been asleep for about 20 minutes when she started talking in her sleep. Only she didn't really speak, it was more of a vocal cadence. She mostly hummed single syllables in a monotonous voice. After a few seconds of trying to figure out what she was doing, I remembered that she said she had been a cheerleader in school. So I said to myself with a smile, that she must remember when she was in high school.

Lamya intertwined her fingers with mine and placed our hands firmly against her chest, right between her beautiful breasts. Until this moment, there was nothing sexual about being on the couch with her. But now I couldn't help but stare at her chest and my cock was starting to have ideas, threatening to poke her in the back of the head. I was losing the battle with my growing erection when Lamya yawned and woke up. She asked;

➖What time is it?

I answered;

➖It's getting a little late. You have to go to work in the morning, don't you?

➖LAMYA: Yes something like that. We should go to bed.

I thought about offering to sleep on the couch as I wasn't sure what she thought about sleeping together, but before I could say anything she got up while holding my hand;

➖Go

We walked down the hall and she excused herself to the bathroom telling me she would only be there for a few minutes. I stripped and got into bed suddenly wishing I'd spent the extra money on a bigger bed and at the same time I'm glad I didn't!

A few minutes passed and Lamya came out of the bathroom, ready to go to bed. She wasn't wearing what I expected her to wear. I was expecting some kind of sleep pants with an oversized shirt or some pajamas. Instead, she wore a sheer pink camisole that went like a bra across the chest, then draped like a dress, ending at the top of the hips. And she had matching pink lace panties that looked like a string bikini with a skirt that was only two to three inches long. With the lights still on, her sleepwear did little to hide her body. My mouth was wide open in surprise and I was unable to force my eyes to blink. She wore ruby ​​red with lipstick and a small amount of pencil. I couldn't tell if she was wearing blush or if it was her cheeks that were naturally blushing. She was by far the most beautiful creature on earth.

She declared with a smile and a teasing tone;

➖I think someone likes my pajamas

I shook my head and said;

➖No... It's more about the radiant beauty modeling the pajamas

Lamya seemed to like this answer and she took a slow turn to show me all the angles. I didn't care if my eyes were drying out like sand in the desert, I wasn't going to blink and miss any of her! I was sitting up in my bed, stunned, and she loved it.

➖LAMYA: Where is your camera? Take a picture, it will last longer!

I snatched my phone from the bed and started taking pictures. I couldn't believe it. My new girlfriend loved posing for hot personal photos. My cock was going wild and I barely noticed it when I took photos and videos of Lamya modeling her amazing body. I could see her proud nipples peeking through the thin fabric and my mouth was watering from tasting them. Lamya had the best abs I have ever seen. Perfect tone with just a hint of eight-pack. They were muscular, but still very feminine. Right in the middle of his abs was the cutest navel I've ever seen. The flap of skin at the top seemed to mimic that of a clitoral hood. And speaking of which, she had a small tuft of neatly cut hair just a few shades darker than her red hair at her most intimate spot. As she spun around her amazing ass popped out. Her panties were nothing more in the back than a barely visible thin thong that disappeared between her mountains. Even his back was sexy with well defined muscles. She was absolutely flawless!

Lamya moved to the bed and asked while pointing at my crotch;

➖Is this for me?

I looked and was surprised to see that my cock had found its own way out of the fly of my boxers.

➖ME: It's definitely because of you, so yes! It's all up to you!

With a lot of seduction in her voice, she moaned;

➖So put your camera on video and record this…

I did what she said and started recording. Lamya crawled into my lap and rested between my legs while taking my cock in her hand and looking at the camera. She started stroking her gently, never taking her eyes off me and the camera.

➖LAMYA: I would do anything for something salty to eat right now. Do you have something salty for me?

Without answering him, she said;

➖Ah good? MMMM...

She stuck out the tip of her tongue and touched the tip of my cock where a large bead of precum had already accumulated. She pulled her tongue back a bit and a string of cum remained attached to her. Lamya sucked on the fine wick and went back to teasing the head of my cock with her tongue; swirling around the end at random speeds and directions. My cock ached to feel the warmth of her mouth surrounding it, but Lamya wasn't done teasing her yet. She slowly slid the tip of her tongue down my shaft before flattening her tongue to lick it up like a lollipop.

Lamya flipped her hair to one side to make sure me and the camera had a clear view of her face before finally opening her mouth and just pulling her head inside. She swung the tip for a few strokes before pulling it out, leaving a light smudge of lipstick on me. Then she just took the tip in her mouth and started sucking it like she was breastfeeding with a bottle; while maintaining eye contact. His tongue moved up and down through the tip opening and coupled with the sucking action, the massage of the rod and its sheer beauty, it was the most breathtaking feeling of my life. My orgasm was already starting and she had to see it on my face.

She took a deep breath and took me in her mouth as far as she could go. Her head nodded as she struggled to take more of my length. I could feel my head go to the back of her throat and she struggled not to choke; his green eyes glaze over. I told her my orgasm was coming and she pulled back a bit so she could breathe, but then she clamped her lips around my cock; forming a tight seal. Lamya had her tongue dancing at that sensitive spot at the base of my head in an attempt to speed up my orgasm. It worked perfectly.

Lamya continued to stare at the camera and stood still as the pounding pulses passed through her mouth. The full volume of my load was pooled in her mouth and she rubbed my cock towards her head to make sure she had it all in her mouth. Once she was convinced she had it all, she pulled away from me and made sure the camera got a clear picture of the big white pool running down her tongue and teeth. She rolled her tongue there for a few moments before closing her lips and proclaiming;

➖MMMM…

TO BE CONTINUED...