The show begins with "The Young and the Restless: Chapter 1".
I came across Eve at a friend's wedding, where there were about 200 guests. She stood out due to her height of 5'7", weighing 130 pounds, beautiful long blonde hair, haunting blue eyes, and a remarkable figure.
At the time, I was deeply involved in various sports - tennis and soccer were my favorites. I was quite successful in both - I was the second-best tennis player in Florida, and a couple of soccer teams had tried to recruit me. Standing tall at 6'2", weighing approximately 200 pounds of pure muscle, and considered handsome by my female acquaintances, my ego and confidence hit an all-time high. As I was in my mid-twenties, I had enjoyed several casual sexual encounters and had three serious girlfriends who lasted at least 6 months each. They were all stunningly attractive and highly desired by everyone around. Fortunate as I was, my life seemed perfect until this obnoxious arrogance set in.
When I laid eyes on Eve at the wedding, I knew I had to date her. Although she was surrounded by friends and fanboys, my mind was set and I disregarded them. I approached her, grabbed her hand, and declared, "Eve, my name is Nick. It doesn't matter what you've done before we met. You're the sexiest girl here, and I want to take you out for a dance."
She scanned me for a moment, smiled, and answered, "Nick, I'll dance with you, but just so you know, I already have a boyfriend and I really like him. However, if you wish, we can dance."
The first dance was rhythmic, and I couldn't tell if we fit well together or not. But as we danced, I felt that both of us were surprised by each other. When the song ended, I grabbed her hand and asked for another. She laughed, "You're a persistent one, huh?"
I grinned, "No one gives up in love."
The second dance was slow and sensual. Holding her in my arms, we barely moved, and I felt her body gradually come closer to mine. Her exquisite perfume filled the air. I inhaled her scent with pleasure. As her breasts brushed against my chest, my members began to awaken. When the slow music approached its end, I whispered into her ear, "Eve, I'll let you go now, but remember - I want you. I'll write my number on a piece of paper and leave it under your seat. Call me when you're ready."
She regarded me thoughtfully before replying, "Nick, you're quite confident - it's almost presumptuous. But I did think about you after the dance."
I expressed my feelings blurrily, "I sensed a connection there. Of course, if you're the same, it's about time to end your relationship with that guy."
Without saying a word, she walked back to her seat. A few days later, I slid a piece of paper under her chair, with my phone number on it.
...
Things were hectic for me over the following two weeks because we had several critical projects. I couldn't even spare a moment to check my personal phone calls and used my corporate phone instead.
One night, on my mother's birthday, I decided to call her and congratulate her. On checking my phone, I noticed three unread messages. Starting from the first one, I called Eve. She had a fascinating voice.
"Hi, this is Eve. We danced at the wedding. You were a bit naughty, but I was told you're a nice guy. So I'm calling to tell you that I'm still with my boyfriend, but I did think about you."
The second message was also from Eve, "Either you're not interested in me or have given up. That's unusual. I thought once a man sets his mind on someone, he'd keep chasing them."
The third message had arrived hours earlier, "Many men lost interest. Thankfully, you hadn't."
I called Eve back and clarified that I was simply too busy to reply to her messages earlier.
Her voice was sensual, "I thought you were playing hard to get. Okay, I'll forgive you this time. Can we meet for dinner somewhere?"
I agreed, "Sure. What kind of food do you prefer?"
"I love seafood, Italian, Mediterranean. How about you?"
"I like seafood, Italian, and... you."
Eve chuckled, "Ah, you're a funny guy. There’s a superb seafood restaurant near my house. It's just perfect for a night out. Could you make a reservation for next weekend?"
I'll definitely do it. How will I identify you in a crowded venue? I only remember you as being unattractive, but the other details are blurry.
"Nick, have you lost your mind? I'm attempting to date you. How about wearing a red bikini and towering 10-inch heels?"
I chuckled loudly, "Great. I have no use for pompous people. But if a situation calls for formality, I'll adapt. However, in my everyday life, I prefer to have fun and not take myself or my partner too seriously. So, you can refer to me as Nicky, or if you despise me, you can call me His Royal Highness."
"What does HRH stand for?"
"His Royal Highness."
"Could I change it to His Royal Heinie?"
"Eve, be careful. You've been amusing me, and we haven't even gone on a single date together."
"Hey Nicky, remind me of our dinner reservation time. I'll arrive punctually as it's only a 5-minute walk from my home."
...
On a Saturday evening, I stood near the entrance and patiently waited for Eve. I watched her approach me from a distance. She was stunning: her blonde hair hung effortlessly, perfectly framing her beautiful face. Her blue eyes, small nose, and red lipstick highlighted her features beautifully. She wore a short light blue dress that accentuated her gorgeous breasts and chiseled legs. She wore 3-inch heels that made her hips sway enticingly.
I grinned, "I never thought I'd see you. I remember trying to woo a simple girl, and suddenly, Miss USA appears!"
She smiled, "So you know how to flatter a lady. I thought all your jokes were vile."
"Give me a chance to be charming."
"Don't try. Just be yourself."
The meals were mouthwatering, and the wine was even better. We chatted about our work, politics, and relationships.
I couldn't help but ask, "The last time I saw you, you had a boyfriend. What happened?"
"He was a decent guy, but he displayed no ambition or drive to succeed in his professional life. He was a good lay, but there's more to life than just sex."
I chuckled, and we continued conversing about our love for travel and photography. We shared a strong connection that evening and started seeing each other.
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Our first sexual encounter was on our third date. She came to my house after watching a romantic film at the theater and stated, "Nicky, I saw you leering at my body throughout the film. Are you enticed by the idea of exploring my whole body?"
"I'm more than eager to!"
She performed an erotic striptease, revealing her slender body. She took off her loose blouse, which unveiled a delicate lace pink bra. Next, she undid her short skirt, exposing her bald mound connected to her alluring pussy. She gave me a provocative stare, unclasped her bra from behind her back, and finally removed it. Her breathtaking C-cup breasts protruded from her chest, proudly displaying erect pink nipples. The last piece of clothing disappeared - her light pink panties with a hint of floral design. She continues to stun me with the way her high heel shoes emphasized her marble legs.
She looked at me, "Well, how do you feel?"
I stayed silent, recalling the many failed attempts of women trying to fellate my endowment. Unfortunately, my size had previously been too colossal for several women to handle. However, I was too aroused to reject another opportunity.
Eve knelt in front of me, unzipped my pants, and cautiously removed my phallus. Her eyes widened, seeing it much longer, thicker, and harder than her ex's. Her palm couldn't grasp the entire shaft.
She hesitated, "Nicky, I didn't realize the diameter of your manhood would be so large. I've always wanted to feel it inside of me, but please allow me to sample it first."
She licked and kissed the head of my penis tenderly. She parted her lips wide and engulfed the engorged glans. After some time, she found a comfortable routine, rocking her face back and forth while sucking on it.
Fifteen minutes into her hot blowjob, I reached the point of no return. I erupted in her mouth, filling her with my virile essence.
After I finished, she smiled at me and murmured, "Nicky, your monstrous pole was quite tasty. I can't wait to feel it in the right place."
Following a 15-minute break, she climbed onto me. I favored the cowgirl position; it enabled her to slowly lower herself onto my sizeable member while periodically pausing to allow her vagina to stretch and adapt to my girth. Whilst the woman was occupied with my intruding organ, I paid close attention to her bouncing breasts. Invariably, all the women I had sex with in this fashion experienced multiple orgasms. Eventually, one of them disclosed that she had become a super orgasmic whilst mounting me, and her climax concluded only when I rolled her back onto the bed.
Eve remained on top of me for approximately 20 minutes, transitioning between a sluggish, sensuous ride and a fast, galloping one...
In the evening, when I drove her home, she remarked, "Nicky, the blowjob was challenging, but I don't think it was terrible for a first attempt. However, the intercourse was wonderful! I adore your physique, particularly the impressive appendage in your trousers."
"Darling, I enjoyed our sexual encounters immensely! You were remarkable, and your head skills were extraordinary. Thank you."
...
Upon my arrival back home, I retrieved my concealed journal from the lower cabinet and proceeded to tally ratings in the matrix. Since the age of 19, I'd been grading each woman I slept with based on their physical appearance and sexual abilities.
This approach was sans graciousness, I knew it, but my ego urged me to test each female companion's physical attributes as well as the specifics of the act itself. For each woman I slept with repeatedly, I calculated the average scores.
Eve garnered the highest marks for her oral performance and rated amongst the most attractive in terms of beauty and bosom dimensions. Eve's overall rating was the highest yet.
We cultivated a relationship, and she relocated to my residence. Both of us adored each other's company, particularly during our intimate moments. Three months into our union, we experimented with various sexual styles such as missionary, doggy style, and oral sex. She later consented to anal intercourse. This required considerable patience, an abundance of KY jelly, and a series of intimate encounters involving my tongue, fingers, and dildos prior to finally breaching her anal opening. After a brief phase of discomfort, she asked for more, responding with shouts for me to increase my speed. Anally, she was undoubtedly a 10. Her overall average score of 9.0 was attributed to mediocre oral skills (8.0) and slightly smaller-than-preferred sized breasts (8.5). I adored grand racks. Her breasts were lovely but smaller than my preferred size. I tried titfucking her, but the sensation was less gratifying than that provided by larger bosoms.
My most memorable sexual escapade with Eve took place on a trip to Hawaii. During our third night there, we attended a Luau and were served limitless Mai Tai. Like other attendees, we became intoxicated and commenced dancing. A strip contest transpired, leading to Eve being the sole female to end up bare-breasted, clad solely in a Lei necklace. I was mesmerized by her swaying breasts, captured her hand, and led her into the nearby woods.
She laughed and mumbled about being rather aroused. My expanding manhood indicated I shared her desire. Behind a sizable tree, we discovered a small region with soft grass. I discarded her clothes and assisted in removing hers. She was nude aside from the Lei, which remained around her neck. I allowed her to suck me for a brief period before picking her up, leaning her against the tree, and plunging my body into her.
As I was infiltrating her vagina, I observed movement around ten yards away. I focused my eyes and spotted a young couple concealed behind the shrubs, surreptitiously observing us. I was so engrossed in my carnal pursuits that I couldn't be bothered to stop, and frankly, I found their presence unobtrusive. I thrust into Eve with enhanced vigor, occasionally glancing in their direction. They remained facing us without a hint of embarrassment, as though watching a show. Retrospectively, it resembled a live sex show... I recalled Eve emitting loud screams, urging me to accelerate my thrusting. As I approached climax, I shifted her farther from the tree, placing her on all fours, and penetrated her anally. She was in the middle of a prolonged orgasm and cried. I unleashed my semen within her vagina with a deep groan. Later, when I inspected the environment, they had vanished. The following evening, during supper at the hotel, I saw them seated two tables away from us. They glanced at us and smiled. I smiled back. Eve inquired about the couple, and I replied that I had seen them during the Luau without revealing their involvement in our tree-side amorous act.
I didn't understand what she meant when she asked, "What are you trying to say? What did I do wrong?"
She wrapped her arms around me, "Nicky, I love you, and you haven't done anything wrong. My dad passed away long ago, and I'm the only child. My mother in Sweden had a stroke, and her right side is paralyzed, making it difficult for her to speak clearly. She refused to come here when I tried to convince her over the phone, saying she'd rather die than stay at a nursing home or allow strangers to treat her. The only alternative is for me to go there and stay with her until she recovers... I wish I could bring you along, but you can't speak Swedish fluently, and there's no guarantee you'd find the same job opportunities there."
I starred at her beautiful face and muttered, "It's not fair..."
Eve embraced me again, "Dear, I hate doing this, but I can't leave my mom alone while she's in this state. I've known for several days now that her stroke was severe, and her doctors don't think she'll recover much. I've considered trying to get her to come here, but the swelling in her brain is too bad. There's no other option for me besides going back to Sweden. I mentioned your name to my girlfriends, who know how happy you've made me and how amazing you are. One of them just ended a relationship, and the other is happily married. The third is single. I'm planning to introduce you two before I leave. Before I go, please meet her, and determine if she's worth your time."
"Baby, we've been together for years, and you're leaving me to find someone else?"
She smirked, "She isn't like me. You may like her more in some aspects and dislike her in others. I've known her well, and she's a decent and reliable person. Before you try looking for someone else, meet her and decide if she's your type."
"Eve, I'm still reeling from your sudden announcement... Even if I find myself attracted to her, how will I know she's interested?"
Eve chuckled bitterly, "Honey, my three best friends have heard so much about you, including personal details about us, that they've all expressed interest in meeting you. I wanted to spare you from their admiration, so I showed them pictures of you, even a swimsuit picture... When they saw you, their expressions were priceless."
"Whatever you say. What's her name?"
"Her name is Dawn. I'll set up a meeting with you and her tomorrow night."
"I'll be here, but remember, the woman I love is you, and only you!"
"I know, dear, but it's time for you to take a break from me and look for your future. You're an attractive person, but I also believe Dawn is an appealing woman. If and when I return, we'll see what happens next."
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