Cal at his grandfather’s house

Last time I was here, I couldn’t really search the place. I was too emotional. I didn’t expect it to be so hard. For so many years, every time I entered this house late in the day, the old grump was already there, ready to cuss me out for being late again. I never had to worry about him not being around. Yesterday, when I first visited this place in 9 months, it was around the time he would normally be here. I had a small hope that maybe he had been able to hide. That when I went inside he would cuss me out like usual. Then I would call him a stupid old fool and hug him.

But yesterday, when I entered this house, it was empty. There was nobody here. No more old man. And there was no cussing. It was silent. All the usual things which comforted me were gone and so I broke down. In front of my girlfriend no less. Fortunately, she understood it was a difficult moment for me.

This time it’s easier. I am no longer expecting the old man to show up again and the time of day we are at now is when he normally would be out of the house working anyways. I first go into my old room. There is not really that much to find any more. Just an old sketchbook. Having officially become an artist, I am going through sketchbooks rather quickly these days, so I decide to take this one with me.

I check the rest of the building for valuables. Life in the city is already hard, maybe I can find some cash that the old man has stashed away. Rachel helps me search around the place but there is not really much of value to be had. The table is broken and so are many of the chairs. There is a box with some empty vials which have a much too low value. I eventually find a bag of money hidden in his bedroom. This must’ve been his life savings. To think that he scrounged all of this together and is now not going to be able to enjoy it. Well, better for me to take it than for it to be forgotten here.

Next to the bag of money, I also find a book. I open it and read some pages. It looks like it’s grandpa’s diary.

“So, it looks like the kid’s parents have died. Dang it. Now I have to raise a kid all over again. This time I also have to do it without my wife. Eh. Cal deserves better.”

“Huh. I never knew he felt this way.” I say.

“Want to read more?” Rachel asks. “I’m sure you could learn more about him this way.”

I place the diary on the bed and read some more entries together with Rachel.

“The kid is a lot less rambunctious then his dad. That’s good. I’ll have to thank Imris next time I pray. I would have to be harder on him if he wasn’t.”

“The kid has gotten it into his head to become an adventurer. This is going to be the biggest mistake of his life. Doesn’t he know how easy it is for adventurers to die? When I was younger I had two friends who were adventurers. Both of them ended up getting killed by monsters. It’s not worth it. And the problem is that the more I tell him to give up on it, the more he wants to do it. How do I make that dumbass understand I don’t want him to throw his life away?”

“Yeah, he regularly told me he saw adventuring as a waste of time.” I explain to Rachel. “But he never told me he had adventurer friends who died.”

I skip ahead to some more recent entries and read some of those.

“I got another letter from the kid. It looks like that Fabe kid messed him up. Perhaps it’s for the best. Maybe now he’ll understand adventuring is dangerous and gives up on it. He may be miserable now, but at least he’ll live. I’m not sure about making a living from drawings though. Bah. At least it’s safer then adventuring.”

“I just got another letter from the kid. He put some of his drawings in the envelope. He is actually pretty damn good. When I hold the drawing at arm’s length, I can actually imagine the people in it standing in front of me. I can see how many adventurers would want to have portraits of themselves and send it to their parents. Moreover, he also added a drawing of the castle. I remember one day telling him going to the capital in my younger days and how beautiful the castle looked. For many years, I could remember it perfectly. Then I started wondering if it had 6 or 7 towers, and eventually I forgot it entirely. But now Cal has sent me a drawing of the castle. It’s from a different angle, but I can clearly recognize it. He’s a good kid. I’m glad I raised him.”

Unfortunately, that was the last entry. Having the old grump’s last words be a form of praise for me is making me emotional again. Rachel gives me a hug until it passes. Yeah, I am taking this diary with me. There is still a lot of it I need to read. I need to know what the old geezer really thought of me.

“Is that all then? Do you have everything you need?” Rachel asks.

I look over the living room one more time and say, “Yeah, this is going to be it. There’s no longer any need for me to come back here.” Then I remember something important. Something special to me. “Actually, there is 1 more thing.” I tell Rachel. “But it’s not here. Come, follow me.”

I walk with Rachel back to the camp, which seems to have nobody at it this time around, and then beyond it, to the lake. I follow a familiar path along the side of the lake, up the waterfall, with Rachel following me, until I come at my most favorite place in the whole village.

“Here you go.” I tell Rachel as I look out over the lake, the camp and in the distance the rooftops of the village. “This is where I used to come if I wanted to draw in peace.”

“It’s so lovely.” Rachel smiles. “Everything looks so pretty, and the sound from the waterfall feels soothing. Yeah, I can see why you would like it here.”

I place an arm over Rachel’s shoulders and say, “I wanted to share this with you before we leave. Now I have nothing left to come back to.”

“Hmm, I feel we are still missing one thing.” Rachel says. “This is favorite place to draw, right? And aren’t I your favorite person to draw?”

I perk up and ask, “You want me to draw you here?”

“Yeah. There’s a tree over here that I can rest against.” Rachel says as she starts taking off some of her armor.

While she is getting ready, I get my old sketching book out of the bag and get seated in a comfortable position. I expect Rachel to simply take off her surcoat and chainmail and sit below the tree in her gambeson. But then she surprised me by taking that off too, and her boots and socks, until she is only wearing her lingerie.

“U-uh, R-R-Rach-chel. Uh, y-y-y-you don’t n-n-n-need t-to …” I stutter, but she interrupts me and says, “I know you’ve been wanting to see me nude for a while now. And, well, I wasn’t planning on it being today. But, I figured, if this is your special place, well, maybe it’s the best place to do something special here.”

She then walks to the tree and sits down underneath it. Her cheeks turn red as she takes off her bra and also her panties and tosses both to the side.

“Well, alright then.” Rachel says nervously. “Be sure to make me look pretty, mister artist.”

“I-I-I d-don’t m-m-make p-people l-l-l-look pr-pr-prett-ty. U-uh, I j-just d-draw what I s-s-see. S-so, i-if I d-draw y-you p-retty i-i-it’s b-bec-ouse y-y-you uhm, a-are.” I stutter as I am trying to open my sketchbook and fumble holding my pencil.

Rachel blushes some more and with a smile she says, “You’re such a charmer. Now, please start drawing. We don’t want your friends to come searching for us while I’m like this.”

Rachel is right, it would be best if I finish drawing her before we get interrupted. I start by drawing her face, as I have already drawn it a few times before. But it is hard for me to not get distracted. I mean, her boobs are right there. She has already allowed me to grope them a few times but she always wore some clothes over them. It is the first time she has them exposed for me and I am really worried she might be seeing the bump my erection is making in my pants right now.

After a while, me getting distracted by her boobs is getting too irritating for me so, rather then focus on finally seeing titties, I try to shift my frame of mind and think of Rachel just exposing her natural beauty to me. Yes, I should not think about this as any form of lust, this is art. As an artist I should be able to see a beautiful woman in the nude and just immortalize her beauty on paper. Once I start thinking like that, I am able to better focus on my drawing. I finish drawing Rachel’s face and move on to her shoulders, her torso, then her arms and legs. Once I’ve got the overall shape of her body, I draw the tree. Then I start adding details, like her curves. I do get hard again when I draw her breasts. I have never drawn tits before. Aw man, if only I could get my hands on them right now and feel them without any clothes being in the way.

After about half an hour, I finish the sketch. It is perfect. The most beautiful drawing I’ve even made. I move over and sit next to Rachel while I show it to her.

“Oh, wow. That is quite detailed.” Rachel says and starts blushing as she looks at the nude drawing of herself. “I never thought a drawing of me could look that artistic.”

Sitting next to my nude girlfriend, I am of course staring at her boobs from behind her shoulder. Rachel turns her head to me and notices where my eyes are looking at.

“You really like them, don’t you?” She ask a little embarassed.

“I’m sorry.” I apologize without averting my gaze. “I’ve really been wanting to see some boobs for so many years and now that I finally get to see some … well, I kinda have to, you know.”

“Well then.” Rachel says with a smirk. “Since you drew me so beautifully, I will let you touch them.”

“Really?” I say as I look up and look into her eyes.

“But only if you give me a kiss.” Rachel adds.

I smile and say, “Of course.” After which I take her into a hug and give her a kiss on her lips.

As I am kissing my girlfriend, I let my hands slide to her breasts and start groping them. Oh man. Finally skin to skin with her boobs. By Imris, I am so fucking hard. Man, I so wish I could fuck my hot nurse girlfriend right now. Maybe I should go for it. She has already let me go this far. Maybe she will let me do the rest too. I slide one of my hands down to Rachel’s hips and try caressing her butt, but then both of us get startled by a noise.

Rachel quickly covers her breasts and privates and asks, “What’s that?”

“I think it’s coming from below.” And crawl closer to the waterfall to at what’s happening below.

Down at the lake, I see all the other girls that came with us. None of the guys are there, just the girls. And then they start taking off their clothes. While I didn’t seek out this spot to spy on people bathing or swimming in the lake below, I did sometimes notice them doing so. I was never able to really see anything, boobs are just too difficult to make out from over here. All I could notice was general nudity and then I had to add my imagination to assume the rest. But when it was Mia or Amelia, or even Emma skinny dipping into the lake, I sometimes took the opportunity to masturbate while watching and fantasized about being their boyfriend.

“Is something going on over there?” Rachel whispers as she crawls next to me and looks down as well. I look over at her and see her shocked with her mouth agape. “Cal. Why are you spying on these girls?”

Crap, I can’t let Rachel know this sometimes happened before. “I didn’t. Nobody ever swims in the lake. This is the first time I’m seeing anything like this.” I lie.

Rachel frowns at me, not quite sure to believe me, but also not being able to call me out on a lie.

“I swear, this is my drawing spot, not my spying spot.” I remember practicing my drawing with this old sketchbook and flip through the pages to show her some example of when I drew the landscape I could see from here.

“Hmm, alright then.” Rachel says. “Still, you shouldn’t be looking at them.”

“Yeah, I know.” I say as I look down again. Then I see something on Merlara’s skin and ask, “Hey, do you also see something gloving on Merlara’s body?”

Rachel places a hand on my chin and pulls my head to her. “Cal?” She asks. “Do you want to look at them, or me?”

Ok, if I don’t say I want to look at Rachel, it’s the end of my relationship, so I say, “Well, you of course.”

Then Rachel pulls back until she is leaning against the tree again and this time she raises her right knee, causing her pussy to be exposed to me.

“Then maybe you should come over here, and pay a closer look.” Rachel says seductively.

My mouth falls wide open and my dick becomes raging hard. Does she want me to …

“I’m all yours today, Cal.” Rachel says as she places a hand on her pussy. “Your special girl at your special place. I will let you do anything you want.”

Anything?!! Oh, hell yeah!

I take off my leather armor off as quickly as I can, as well as the rest of my clothes. Once I’m nude, I quickly place myself on top or Rachel and start kissing her. First on her lips, then her neck, and as I do so I grope her tits with my right hand and her butt with my left hand.

“Ah, Rachel.” I moan. “I have waited so long to be with a girl like this.”

“Yeah, I see.” Rachel says as she grabs my dick. “I hope I can fulfill your expectation, Cal.” Then she starts jacking me off.

Amazing! A girl is not only grabbing me by the dick but is also getting me off. And after she allowed me to gaze upon her nude body for like half an hour and my dick was hard for most of that. This time, when I get off, it will not be for myself, but for my dear Rachel.

Talking about getting off, she moves her hand faster, leading to me feeling the pressure build up quickly and …

“Shit. Rachel, wait …” I try to say, but I’m too late. My dick starts throbbing and soon my dick squirts a load all over Rachel’s belly.

Rachel notices quickly and looks down to see me unloading on her belly.

“Oh? Already?” She asks.

“I’m sorry.” I apologize. “I’ve basically been hard the whole time while drawing you and your hand was moving so fast. It was just too much, you know.”

“No, it’s alright. I have friends who say their boyfriends come quickly too. It happens.” Rachel tries to comfort me. “Let’s try again another time.”

Fuck! Another time? No, I can’t let it end like this. This is just too embarrassing. I place my hands on Rachel’s shoulders and push he back against the tree.

“Uhm, Cal?” Rachel asks concerned.

“This isn’t right.” I say. “You offered yourself because you were looking forward to this. My special girl at my special place, you said it yourself. This should not be ruined just because I go off early.

“Cal, it’s all right. I don’t blame you.” Rachel says.

I grab he by the chin and make her look into my eyes. Then I say, “You said you would let me do anything I wanted. Well, I want to kiss you some more.” I place my lips on hers again and I kiss her again. “I also want to explore you some more.” I say, after which I bring my head to her breasts and kiss her on the nipples. “I want to explore you a lot more.” Finally, I bring a hand to her crotch and I start touching her privates. No way I am going to let something get in the way of me touching pussy for the first time.

“Mmmh, alright. Yeah. Let’s both get off.” Rachel moans. “Thanks Cal. That’s very thoughtful of you.”

After exploring Rachel’s pussy with my hand for a bit, I bring my head between her legs and start licking her there. Back when I was with a guild, I overheard some female guildmembers talk about receiving oral and if I can’t give Rachel my dick, the least I can do is give her my tongue. I lick up and down het slit and even push my tongue into her vagina. Meanwhile, Rachel starts moaning louder and she even grabs me by the head and starts pushing her pussy onto my mouth.

“Ah, Cal. Keep going. Don’t stop.” She moans.

While I didn’t expect it would happen, I soon discover my dick getting hard again and when it is I pull my head away from Rachel’s cunt and push myself up so she can see my dick is back in action.

“Alright, babe. I’m ready again.” I announce.

Rachel looks at my dick with surprise and says, “Oh, uhm … yeah, alright. Let’s go for it.” Then she brings both hands towards her crotch and she spreads her pussy wide open for me. Rachel really is the best girlfriend I could have asked for.

I grab my dick, push into a pussy for the first time and with a satisfied moan I finally stop being a virgin. “I’m doing it!” I think to myself as I push inside Rachel for the second time. “I’m having sex!” When I push in for my third time. I look at her cunt and see it stuffed with my dick.

“Do you like it?” I hear Rachel ask.

“I love it.” I answer while still focusing on our joined privates.

“Alright.” Rachel says. “Then enjoy me any way you like.”

I spend the next few moments fucking Rachel the best way I can think of. I try it fast, I try it hard, I play with her tits, I even get her on hands and knees fuck her from behind. I even make my nurse girlfriend cum 2 times. All the while, all I could think of is how awesome it would be to cum inside her.

When I am getting close to another orgasm, I am still pounding Rachel from behind. I could do it, you know. Just dump a load inside her. And later I could say it was an accident. Like before when I did it on her belly. Yeah, I keep on fucking Rachel and when it is time for me to cum again, I keep my dick inside her and dump my sperm into her sweet pussy. Yessss. I did it. I came inside a girl. God fucking finally.

“Wow. That was something.” Rachel says after I finish.

“Yeah. Thanks, babe.” I say. “Hey uhm, s-sorry about c-cumming inside. I mean, I didn’t mean to. I kinda got surprised there, like before.”

“It’s fine.” Rachel says. “I did say you could do whatever you wanted. Besides, I should be safe.”

I smile and give Rachel a hug. I feel so happy that we got to this part in our relationship. Sure, the Merton part of my life and the only family I had left is behind me. But the Rachel part of my life is now in front of me. I am going to have to hold on to her.

After some more hugging, we put on our clothes and head back down the waterfall to the others. By then, they were done bathing. It is kindof a shame I couldn’t see this many girls all nude at the same time. Maybe I should make a sketch of how I think it would look like. Yeah, I should do that one day.