The Tree

“We should hang out more often…”

“You should hang out with me more often…”

“Yeah. I should.”

must have been the nicest day Anna had see so far. The ocean breeze flowed through the trees from the nearby beach, cooling the couple as they sat in the tall tree. Anna stared up between the leaves and saw the sun setting behind the calm ocean in the distance. Normally, she would be in this tree by herself, looking out at the relaxing waves that crashed on the shore. However, Jonathan had decided to join her today after spending a day there with some of their friends. With his strong hands on her hips having him there gave her some sort of security. She felt she would not fall off with Jonathan holding her. He always made her feel safe. No matter where they were.

“I missed you today,” Jonathan said, resting his head on her shoulder, “The beach felt empty without you.”

“I had to work in the library. A whole new order of books had come in and Mr. Jones needed my help taking a new inventory.”

“Well, I still missed you.”

He pressed a kiss on her neck and laid his head on her shoulder. The salty sea winds had blown their scent all over Jonathan’s body, covering him in a bittersweet aroma. Anna did not mind. She loved it. A lot of Jonathan’s facial appearances reminded her of the beach at moments. His copper brown hair had golden strands in it and that resembled the sun, while his eyes were a sea green which reminded her of the shallow tides that came onto shore. Even the light beige color of his skin was like the sand on a hot day. She could admire all these features for hours on end.

“Have fun at the beach?”

“Loads, but I would have had more fun if you had been there. You should have gone with us. You would’ve had a good time.”

“Again, I had to work,” She told him, “It took us forever just to get all the books in the fiction section counted and stacked. Jones kept messing up the numbers and miss counting. He blamed it on the number of books, but I assume it was because he was exhausted,”

“I thought it was your job to count,”

“Yeah, but he wanted to take over.”

“Well, you won’t have to worry about that for long sweetness. Jones got enlisted too. He’ll be leaving in August with me.”

Anna hated it when Jonathan brought up the subject of war. It frightened her to think of him going to a remote battlefield where rapid fire would run passed him and bombs would drop down like rain. The fact that he might leave and never come home made her want to cry some times. She did not know what she would do if she was never able to see Jonathan again. Thinking of his heading off to war after August made her realize that she would be alone. There would be no one to embrace her on those cold winter afternoons or settle down with at lunch on a bright spring day. Who would she cheer for at school track meets or swimming competitions? Anna could barely contain her tears.

“I wish you didn’t have to go,” She told him, looking at him on her shoulder and cupping his cheek, “I don’t want you to leave me.”

Jonathan gave her a sad stare, and then said, “I don’t want to go. I have to. The draft says anyone over eighteen has to go to war, and that’s what I’m doing. I’m serving my country, Annie. They’d call me a coward if I didn’t go. Otherwise, I’d stay behind and be here with you. I don’t think I could live a day without you.”

“I can’t live a day without you either. I’d die if I never got to see you again.”

“Oh Annie,” He kissed her lips and held her close to his bare chest, “I haven’t even gotten my papers yet and you’re already actin’ like I’m dead,”

“I would just miss you, that’s all.”

Silence came in between them once again, and Anna began to think. She thought about what would happen to her once Jonathan had left. She was pretty sure her entire world would pause and crumble the minute Jonathan got on the bus and left her behind. She would quit her job at the library; stop going to school sporting events all together; lock herself in her dorm room until she went insane from all her homework. Jonathan had been only reason Anna’s study breaks had become more recent. She wanted to spend every last moment with him until August, when he’d leave her for good.

“Would you write to me? Wherever you go?” She asked him,

“Of course. Everyday. Whether I’m fighting Nazis or Japs, you can expect a letter from me.”

Anna smiled and pecked his lips. She traced her fingertips down his arms, dipping them into the creases created by his contracted muscles. He groaned in satisfaction as she ran her hands up and down his arms, soothing him. She rested her head on him; his chest against her back and her arms still dancing on his skin. It excited her sometimes to think of what his body would be like without his blue swim trunks on. She pictured him running his hands all over her, kissing her in places he should not. They would spend countless hours making love or being simply passionate with one another. It was the kind of thing a girl would dream about when she found the right boy. Turning over to him, she wondered what it would be like to feel his hands below her waistline, stroking and touching her intimate areas. The thought of him and her together in that manner made her inside knot together. Her face went red and she turned away from him in embarrassment.

“What is it?” He asked her after noticing her colored cheeks,

“Nothing. I’m just thinking,”

“’Bout what?”

“Us.”

Jonathan chuckled and pecked her lips. “I’m thinking about us too,”

“Really?”

“Of course. I always am, especially now that we’re gonna be apart soon,” He paused “You know what Roy told me today?”

“Roy Beckons? What’d he tell you?”

“About this thing he did with Mary the other day. He had snuck into her dorm room the other night, and since he was going to war and everything in August, her and him sort of…”

“’Sort of’ what?”

“Had sex.”

The look Jonathan gave her sent tons of ideas into Anna’s head. Roy Beckons and Mary Tanner were a whole different kind of couple. Not once did she see Mary without Roy’s mouth attached to hers in the hallways, or her hand on Roy’s lap during classes. Anna and Jonathan never did such things, above all not in public. They held hands and pecked lips, like normal pairs did, even though Anna wished Jonathan would want to do more. Either way, she could not blame Mary. Roy and Jonathan were very good friends and it would have only been a matter of time before Roy would start putting all these sexual thoughts in Jonathan’s head.

“So? Mary and Roy are always all over each other. It’s not a surprise she put out for him so easily,” she stated, trying to conceal her own desires.

“Anna,” Jonathan said, “I know Mary and Roy aren’t like us, but I think it’d still be nice if we, you know, did something like that.”

“What? What kind of girl do you think I am?”

“I’m not saying you have to. It’s just, I love you, Anna. I’ve loved you for as long as I could remember, which is a long time,” He smiled, “My leaving you has made me realize there’s a lot of stuff we’ve never really done together, that I’d like to do.”

“We have our wholes lives for that-“

“-And what if we don’t? What if, when I leave, I get shot in battle or a bomb drops too close to me? What if,” He squeezed her sides lightly, “I never see you again?”

“But, having sex isn’t going to make our relationship any better-“

“Or worse. Don’t tell me you’ve never taken it into any consideration?”

Anna could not deny it. She had been thinking about him in that way, but she did not know if she could really bring herself up to do it. She could sit there and think of all the things they could do, yet if it was time for her to go through with it, she was not sure if she would be able to. The only person she had ever seen naked was herself. Seeing Jonathan in full nudity might make her uncomfortable.

“It’s not that I don’t love you, Jonathan,” She explained, “I don’t know if I could do anything of what you’re picturing right now. I’ve never done that kind of thing before and I-“

“I haven’t either,”

“Really? As handsome as you are and as many girlfriends as you’ve had before me-“

“That doesn’t mean anything. I’m not saying they’ve never come onto me, but I didn’t touch any of them. None of those other girls have meant anything to me compared to you. Whenever I looked at any of them, I didn’t see myself doing anything with them, but when you came into my life, that changed. The first time I saw you, I could not take my eyes off you. A part, whatever part of you it was, attracted me. You were like an angel compared to all the other girls I had dated; you made me get all flustered every time we spoke. Hearing your voice or smelling your perfume drove me crazy, because you were so perfect to me. I’ve loved every little thing that you do. The way you have to read every book you get your hands on, how you get shy when you have to talk in front of a group of people, it’s all so beautiful to me because it’s you. These past few months have made me see how close I really want to be to you. I want to hold your naked body close to me, and kiss in ways that I haven’t before, and feel you softly in places that would satisfy you.” He laced his fingers with her and kissed her deeply. He broke his lips away from hers, cupping her jaw, “We don’t even have to have real sex. There are other things we could do.”

“Like what?”

“Well, there are always hand-jobs. That way, we don’t have to take off all our clothes and we wouldn’t be going so fast.”

Anna took a minute to think about what Jonathan had told her. She had never heard of “hand-jobs”, and wondered if they would hurt. She did not want to disappoint Jonathan if he entered her and she told him to stop. Feeling his hand ease up towards the last button on her school blouse, her stomach began to churn and twirl inside her.

Jonathan pressed his lips delicately against the nape of her neck, starting a trail leading to the side of her cheek. His hands traveled to her sides and on her breasts; she gasped when he cupped them in his hands. He fondled her breasts on the outside of her top as he kissed her down her neck, nibbling her skin sensually. Anna could not help but feel awkward as Jonathan caressed her. She was not sure how to react to this intimate contact. Nobody had told her, and none of the books she read had told her what to do. Slowly, however, Anna began to feel a tight sensation build in between her thighs as Jonathan unbuttoned her shirt.

“Is this okay?” He asked her, undoing just the top button.

Anna nodded and he proceeded. The more buttons that released, the higher Anna’s excitement went. Once her shirt was open, her boyfriend lifted her bra over her breasts and he took them in his hands. His hands were like fire against her skin, giving her a prickling that sent goose bumps all over her body. She wanted to stop him; tell him it was all a big mistake and they should go back to school, but she could not bring herself to say it. The pulsing in between her legs was growing with every sensual touch Jonathan gave her. Anna let out a small moan as his thumbs went across her nipples in small circles; rolling them in his fingers slowly. She watched him lick the pad of his finger; he swirled it around one of her nipples until it was erected, and then doing the same to the other. Anna brought her thighs together, a small wetness in between them. Jonathan sensed this and put his hands on her knees, feeling up to the hem of her skirt; he pulled it upward to where they met her hips. Anna whimpered when he brushed his hand against the middle of her underwear, chortling as he teased her.

“Are you all right?” He asked her in her ear,

“Yes. Don’t stop,” she breathed, resting her head on his shoulder as he rubbed the outside of her panties tenderly.

The sensation amplified in her body; she could not comprehend anything other than the need to release all the desire and passion she was feeling through her peak. Anna kissed Jonathan’s jaw and neck as he slipped his hand underneath the thin material of her under garments. Her fingers became tangled in his hair; the tips of his sailing up and down her inner thighs. Jonathan put his lips on hers and they locked. This kiss was a lot more different from the other kisses they had shared, even their first. Anna could not ignore the keenness and depth he had brought into the kiss. She gave a small gasp in between as she felt his fingers start to skid across the lips of her vulva lightly. He assured her that she would be fine; Anna had accepted this more willingly than she would have. His teasing was killing her as she struggled to contain the moans she was desperate to let out. Suddenly, Jonathan took hold of her hand and pressed it on his groin.

“I want you to touch me too…” He told her, bringing it behind her back, “It’d be good for both of us.”

Anna felt something hard in the middle of Jonathan’s tight swim trunks. She blushed a light pink once she knew what it was. Her hand found its way under the damp shorts, and Anna was a bit uncomfortable knowing what she might find. When her fingertips touched his hard muscle, she yanked her hand a few inches away from it.

“It’s okay babe,” He told her, “You just take it in your hand and stroke it nicely. It won’t hurt me.” Anna took hold of Jonathan’s member, and looked over at him. He nestled his face in her hair and groaned, sending a vibration down her back.

Timidly, Anna rubbed leisurely. Jonathan cried out in satisfaction as she handled him. His fingers kept their regimen despite this. One finger held her open while the other went in clockwise and counter-clockwise circles; spirals downward and upward; zigzags from left to right, then up to down. Anna twisted and fidgeted as he did this, grunting occasionally when she jerked him. Jonathan took a look down at her, and commented how wet she was; this agitated Anna in the most pleasurable way. He ran both fingers over her clitoris and then went back down to the entrance to her sex. His free hand took one of her breasts faintly; his fingers continued rolling and pinching her nipple as they had done before, causing her to shudder.

Unexpectedly, the fingers that had been pleasuring her entered her body. A small pain made Anna jump and wince as they pulled out and pushed in. She gripped her skirt into a tight fist as she pumped Jonathan harshly. Jonathan removed one finger to ease the pain, but it did not do much. He placed kisses on her bare shoulder; he groped her breast more soothingly. Anna lessened her grip once her body had gotten used to Jonathan’s finger, and ran her hand more seductively. She was not sure how Mary Tanner seduced Roy; nevertheless, she would give it a shot. Jonathan groaned into her ear as her circled her thumb around the head of his cock. She bit the bottom of his earlobe and tugged on it sensitively as a low rumble came from his chest. She observed him through half-opened eyes as he rested his forehead on her shoulder, moaning incoherent curses. She did not stop when she felt a thick fluid begin to run down the top of her thumb. Rubbing was made easier as the substance flowed from the tip to her hand, and it disgusted her knowing what this was. Although this streamed, she did not stop.

“You’re really good at this,” Jonathan told her, sticking his finger deeper inside her, “I’m impressed.”

Anna responded to his finger by pumping him faster. She gave out a long cry as his fingers quickened their pace. Her legs curled upward as her muscles constricted and her head tossed over to the side of his chest. The pain still lingered around her body, but she tried to pay no attention to it. Jonathan’s finger pressuring that particular part of her relentlessly made Anna go half-insane with ecstasy; she bucked her hips violently against his hand to get him closer to that point. Sparks of pleasure would travel up her body producing her moans, and her moans made Jonathan react accordingly. He would push his fingers near it, and then pull away. The hand holding her breast now moved back down and began rubbing her clit in full circles with three fingers. This new pleasure made Anna’s moans louder. She was sure if someone was nearby, they would hear them clearly.

“I’m almost there,” He told her, his voice lowered to a raspy breath.

Anna was sure she was “there” too. The tightness of her muscles made her stiff as she arched her back and climaxed, Jonathan followed in suit. Her moans were cracked and broken in parts, sounding rigid; Jonathan had stopped rubbing and wrapped his arm around her torso to hold her in place as his body shook from his own ejaculation. Their bodies were completely drenched in sweat, despite the chilly winds that bypassed them. Breaths were shaky and heartbeats were rapid. Smoothly, each of the teenagers came down from their rushes and relaxed against the tree trunk.

“Wow,” He exclaimed in between breaths, “That was…incredible.”

“Yeah, it was.”

Anna stared up at him, seeing his hair tousled to the side and matted to his forehead. She kissed him lightly, situating into his chest.

“I wish you wouldn’t leave,” She said,
Jonathan laughed, “Why?”

“Because then we could do this more often…”

“Sweetheart,” He stated, “We have two more months before I go. I think that’s plenty of time for us.”


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