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That Evening	By : ElizabethAshbury Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Korn Views: 1751 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Korn. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-That Evening
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That Evening…

I wake up from my nap about 4:30. Well, Jonathan told me to call him around 6:30. I’ve got to figure out a way to kill time. I guess I should eat something, or I could go shopping, find something new to wear when I see him again. No, I don’t need to spend more money and besides, I just met him today! I was also wearing a paper gown when we met, so whatever I wear, he’ll see for the first time anyway!

I lazily brew some coffee as I try to wake up. While I wait for my coffee, I wash off my slept-in makeup. I drink coffee and flip through channels for a while until 5:30, then I fix my nails and repaint my toenails. I’m bored again, I redo my make-up, taking my time. I fix my hair several times, too. I would shower, but I did that this morning!

Finally!!! 6:27, close enough! I pull the card from my purse and nervously dial. Why am I nervous? He SAID to call! It rings three times before he picks up. He sounds happy to hear my voice.

“Hey sweetie! Good timing!”

I laugh. “Sooo…do you still want to see me?”

“Absolutely honey. I’m picking you up in an hour!”

“Umm…okay…what should I wear?”

“Whatever you want, surprise me.”

“Okay, well I wasn’t wearing much the first time you met me.”

He laughs. “I’ll see you in an hour, baby,” his tone is lustful.

“Okay, bye.”

“Later.”

I pull everything I own out before I find something. I decide to wear a nice black, corset style top so that my breasts are tastefully pushed up and full. I wear black pants with red plaid and high-heeled black boots. Wait! How does he know where I live? Oh, yeah, I remember, he did have all my information. Wow, I wonder what else he knows about me!

I make sure that I look fine and change back into my comfortable clothes while I wait. Hm…I’m bored again! I have another hour. I decide to take a bath, I’ll just fix my hair back when I get out. I rest in my bubble bath for about 30 minutes. I spend the next half hour fixing my hair again and putting my evening wear back on. Doorbell rings.

He’s here! I look out through the little window, sure enough. I open the door and there he is, looking so beautiful. His long, black, dreadlocked hair is down, his goatee looks nice on him. He’s not wearing his glasses this time, his eyes are so pretty, narrow and brown, they look as though they can look right through you. He’s dressed in loosely fitted black pants and a black shirt.

“Hi,” he smiles slightly as he hands me the most beautiful bouquet of roses. They’re nice, yellow-orange with red tips, my favorite, actually. Wow, good guess!

“Thanks! These are actually my favorite, I love this color!” I kiss him on the cheek, “I’ll be back, I’m going to put these in water! Come in.” I quickly find a vase and arrange my flowers in it. I set it in the living room on the coffee table to admire and then I leave with him in his very nice, expensive car. I realize he didn’t tell me where he was taking me.

“Um…if you don’t mind me asking, where are we going?”

“You’ll see.” He smiles.

“Aww…”

He snickers. “I’m taking you to dinner, I know a place. Do you like Japanese?”

“Yeah! Great.”

He smiles. “You look very nice.”

“Thanks,” I smile shyly.

On the way, we talk just normal, first-date small talk. wholwhole time I’m thinking, I’m going out with a man for the first time, not only have I just met him, I already fucked him! Yet I’m still a bit nervous because I just met him. I don’t know much about him and I’ll probably end up at his place tonight. It’s probably nice too.

We end up at a small restaurant I never knew existed. Looks nice. We go in and I find he’s already made reservations for us! Wow, this man is confident! He pulls out my seat for me and we sit down next to each other instead of across, I like this. I can’t figure out what I want, I ask him and he helps me find something. I go to wash my hands and come back to see that he has ordered for us and we have our drinks at the table already. I’m wondering if he brings girls here often, better yet if he does what he did with me very often. I try not to think about it as I feel his hand on the inside of my leg, halfway up my thigh. I look up at him, he smiles and leans in and kisses me softly on the lips.

“I really like you,” he says, “I want you to know that. I wouldn’t have asked you out if I didn’t. What happened this morning wouldn’t have happened either. I just thought you should know that.”

“Thanks,” I touch his hand on my thigh and interlock our fingers. “I um…well, I really like you too. You seem like a good guy.”

He squeezes my hand and kisses it. “I AM a good guy, sweetheart.”

“So why me? Just out of curiosity.”

“There’s something about you, I could see it when I first saw you. Something sweet…and I can tell there’s a lot more to you.”

“Oh, believe me, there is.”

“I can’t wait to find out.” He caresses my face. “You seem like you have this very nice sensitivity about you.”

“I AM very…um…emotional.”

“I know. I like it. I saw that in you.”

I realize he actually does like me. Maybe he’s been looking for that. Maybe I’m too cyn. H. He’s treating me well, so why am I being this way? But you know what they say about the ones who are so nice in the beginning. I don’t know what to think now.

After a nice dinner, we leave arm in arm. He opens the car door for me.

“Where do YOU want to go?” he asks me.

“Oh…um…”

“Your decision.”

“Shit…”

“Hasn’t anyone ever been nice to you before?”

“Yeah, sure, my family.”

“Sweetie, I want to be nice to you. The first time I saw you, I only wanted to be nice to you, I think you deserve it.”

“Thanks.”

“Now where do you want to go?”

“Why don’t we cut through all the bullshit and go to your place?”

“Wow…okay.”

We end up in front of a beautiful, big house. It reminds me of a castle. He takes my hand and leads me inside. The interior is just as amazing. Nice, comfortable furniture, a large entertainment center, and something I wouldn’t expect, kids things; video games and the like.

“I have a son.”

“Oh…cool. Where is he?”

“With his mom…I’m divorced. I see him every opportunity I get.”

I nod in agreement.

“I miss him right now, that boy’s my life.” He points to a picture of a small child with dark brown hair and eyes just like his.

“Wow…it’s a little you!”

He laughs and wraps his arms around me as he stands behind me and kisses the back of my head.

“Thank you. Should I get you a drink?”

“I don’t drink.”

“Neither do I. Soo…what will it be?”

“Show me your bedroom.”

Now he looks shy, which surprises me. “Okay, come on.” He takes my hand and leads me down a beautiful hallway into a very big master bedroom. The bed is huge and looks very comfortable. It’s like another living room with a couch and a full entertainment set, smaller than the one downstairs, but still nice. I’m sure the sheets are the best material. There’s a doorway leading into a big bathroom with a spacious shower that is nothing but glass so you can see right into it. You probably can’t see into it when it steams up, I’m thinking as Jonathan rubs my arms and starts kissing my neck. I turn aroand and slide my arms around his waist. He takes my face in his hands and leans in to kiss me, soft at first, then his tongue brushes mine. I kiss him for a long time before he picks me up and lays me on the bed. He lays next to me very closely and leans in again for another long kiss. He reaches down and starts unlacing my top. Since it is strapless, it pops open, my breasts looking straight at him. He takes my left breast in his hand and kisses it, all over and the other before kissing me again.

“You’re so pretty,” he whispers in my ear. “I want to be inside you again. I want to make you scream.” He moves closer to me, his erection grinding into my leg.

I take his hand and drag it down to the waist of my pants, where he unbuttons and unzips them. He pulls off my boots and socks and my pants. No panties.

“Hm…you don’t like underwear?”

“Not with these pants.”

“Hm…works for me.” He grabs a gigantic pillow off the bed and tells me to pick up my hips. He slides it under me. He gently parts my knees and glides his tongue firmly along my slit. I shudder. He licks and kisses, hitting every good spot. I moan loudly as he tongues my cunt.

“You can be as loud as you want.”

I take him up on that, letting go of all inhibition as he goes down on me. He does it in ways I’d never thought about, he’s by far the best, ever, at this. I get close to an orgasm when he stops. He licks his way up my stomach. When he’s close enough to my face I grab his shirt to pull it off. He helps me and I see his chest again, covered with soft, brown hair. I run my hand over it, noticing the tattoos on his arms as well. I reach forward and unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. He removes all his clothing and presses himself on top of me, kissing my face and neck, running his hands through my hair.

“Turn over, I never really got to see that ass.” He lifts up off me.

I flip over and give him what he asks for. He looks at it for a second before running his hands over it.

“Nice. It’s so soft.”

He gets behind me and pulls me up by my hips. I get up on my hands and knees and start to comfcomfortable and then I feel him ready to enter me. I gasp and he penetrates me fully. I feel an instant wave of pleasure rush through my body and I cry out. He does it again. I fall onto my elbows in pure ecstasy.

“Am I hurting you, baby?” he pauses for a half second.

“No…please, don’t stop!”

He pulls out of me and rams it back in.

“Oh, Jonathan, your cock feels so good!”

“You like it?”

“Yeah…”

“You like it deep in your cunt like THIS?!” He rams it in again. I scream. “I told you I would make you scream.” He does it again.

“Just FUCK ME, JONATHAN!!!”

“Is that what you want?”

“Please…”

“Hm…” he runs his hands over my ass again, rubbing his thumb against my asshole. “Okay.” He starts at slow pace, hitting spots inside of me I never knew existed. I claw at the sheets and breathe deeply and moan, sounding like a girl in a movie or something.

“Turn over, baby.”

I flip on my back again. He takes me by the backs of my knees and penetrates me once more. He’s on his knees, up straight holding me by the hips and pumping smoothly in and out of me, giving me the full length of him every time.

He then presses his body on top of me, pumping and sweating.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he says in a husky voice.

I wrap my legs around him and my arms. He reaches up and puts my head in his hands, grabbing and pulling at my hair. He bites my neck and shoulders. I haven’t been quiet yet.

“You like to be loud, don’t you, baby?”

“Yeeessss…”

“You were loud this morning, too weren’t you sweetheart?” He pulls my hair a little harder. “Did you like what I was doing…did you, little girl?”

“Yeah.”

His grip is firmly on my hair, not letting up. “Yeah, you did, dirty girl. You liked it when I fingered your cunt.”

Another loud cry escapes my lips.

“You like that?”

Another.

“Let me tell you something…I got hard when I saw your tits. I couldn’t wait to get into that pussy! It’s so good and tight! You were already wet, too. I knew what wan wanted…dirty girl.”

I claw into his back and drag my nails down. He releases his grip on my hair and draws his head back. I then grab at his hair and pull his face into mine, kissing and biting his lip. He licks my neck and bites it. I respond with a loud moan, much like the one this morning. He shifts the angle of his cock inside me and hits that spot again. I have my hands in his long, tangled hair and I feel an orgasm ready to surface again. He grips my nec
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“You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you? Nasty little bitch,” he growls.

“YES!!!” I say with clenched teeth.

He grabs my arms and pins them up by my head, pumping harder, hitting that spot. I feel it coming. I breathe in and release it, loudly. It’s a good one too, nice and long. I scream as my earthquake-like climax causes my whole body to shake.

“AHH…FUCK ME JONATHAN!!!”

He laughs in such a sinister way as he gives me what I ask for.

“Mmm…good girl, I like that.” He slows down and lets up off me a little to let me breathe. He sits up on his knees again and goes at it very gingerly. He’s so good, I think.

“I want to cum in you again.”

“Yes…”

“Yeah?”

“Please.”

He picks up the pace and starts to go at it roughly, growling, grabbing my hair and biting me. I have a smaller, but still great, orgasm before he releases his throbbing cock in me. His hot, white cum gushes deep inside of me as he makes sounf hif his own, growling and cussing until he finally falls on top of me, his head on my chest. Both of us are sticky and sweaty. It’s about a half a minute before he can get up and pull out of me.

He pulls back the sheets of the bed, gets in them, sits against the oversized pillows and motions for me to come join him. I get in on the other side, not sure if he wants to be next to me or take a minute to cool off. He looks at me and smiles.

“Why are you all the way over there? Come here.”

I smile back and get as close as two people can get next to his sweaty, hairy body. I put my arms around his waist and my head on his shoulder. I’m still collecting my thoughts and replaying our little escapade in my head. I’m still trying to catch my breath too.

“You okay, honey?”

“Yeah, fine.”

“I’m sorry if I got rough with you, it just slips out. I wasn’t just bullshitting when I said I liked you.”

I nod.

“Do you believe me?”

I hesitate, remembering my doubts from earlier. I nod aga

“Hey…” he takes my arm to pull me up and looks me in they eye, taking my chin in his hand, he looks a little hurt, “I’m serious,” he insists, “you think I do this all the time, what?” He sees it in my face, I don’t need to say a word.

He abruptly gets up and puts on a pair of pants. He stands with is back to me for a second. I sit with my knees up, covers over me. I’m used to being hurt, I’ve just come to take it and go with it. Why is this any different? Nobody is that good, I think. Then I realize I really was wrong about him, he IS that good. Well, now I blew it, so I wrap the sheet around me, get up and grab my pants and top, ready to leave and get out of his way.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m getting out of your way, I’m sorry,” I start to walk off to the bathroom, tears burning my eyes. I fight them back as I pull my pants on and relace my top. He pushes open the door.

“Where are you going to go? Your car isn’t here.”

He has a point…damn it! I can’t hold it anymore, a tear spills from my eye. I wipe it away fast and start to walk out and grab my shoes and socks when he firmly grabs my arm. He looks at me with the same gentle eyes I met him with.

“You’ve been hurt, haven’t you?”

I drop my head and shamefully put a hand over my eyes, gripping my temples with my middle finger and thumb. His hand is still around my arm, not letting me go.

“You have…and you need someone to give a shit.” He grips my face and looks me dead in the eyes again. “I know exactly what you need.” He takes me by my arm and sits on the couch in his room, with his hand still on my arm. He pulls me onto his lap and pulls my head onto his shoulder, the same way people do with a scared, crying child. I cry softly. He kisses my forehead. He saw right through my tough front from the beginning. That must have been what he saw in me.

“Hey…” he says softly, patting my back, “listen…” I pick up my head and look at him. He puts both arms around me. “I meant everything I said to you. I said I want to be nice to you…and I’m going to be. I’m going to be the one to give a shit…is that okay with you?”

I wrap both my arms around his neck and hair and hold tightly for a minute before answering.

”Yes!” Finally, I’m thinking.

“Good.” I release my tight hold on him so I can look at those gentle eyes that I thought were too good to be true. H I t I thought everything was. I pinch myself.

“What the hell?” He laughs.

“I’m awake!”

“Yeah, you are.” He pulls me close again and I let him hold me.
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