Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F] Part 2

After some careful explanation and picture evidence, I did manage to hold onto 1 picture of us kissing. Isabella has accepted that we are, in fact, in a relationship.

She looked through pictures in my phone, tilting and turning her head. She especially stopped at the ones I took yesterday during our beach outing and she gasped.

"That's what I'm wearing!?" She said as she leaned in close. "You can almost see my… my…"

I laughed as I took my phone away. "You have a unique taste, I'll say."

She gathered herself and gave me a look over and finally said, "I don't mean to be rude, but why are we in a relationship?"

That's a good question why are we in a relationship. I have a careful mind rummage as I try to come up with something. "I honestly can't think of why we're together," came my conclusion and she just gave me a puzzled look.

She tilted her head in confusion, "Well, I guess I must really like you then." Wow, this optimistic Isabella is a refreshing change. While Isabella is neither a pessimist or an optimist, she needs some convincing to accept anything.

I put on my boxers and shorts and I gathered her things then I led her to my bathroom where she dressed herself.

"Is this really how I dress?" Came the question from behind the door.

She came out and started looking herself over, panicking a little. "Did I just get off work or something? Do I work? Is my job important?"

"Bella, I honestly don't know if you actually work."

"Why? You're my boyfriend, why do you not know?" She asked, and I'm really starting to see how little I know about my girlfriend.

"I... Bella, you... you're not really a person that shares something like that." I managed to come up with some sort of an explanation but it just confused her further.

"That seems to be something my boyfriend needs to know, right? Why didn't I share it? Hmm?"

She then gigged, something I've actually never heard from her and she plopped herself down next to me and laid her head against my own. "Call me that again, please."

"Call you what?" I asked. This level of closeness from her is alien to me. Isabella isn't a really touchy person, well she's not to me at least, and the way she's acting is like she's a completely different person. Does losing one's memory also changes one's personality?

"Hmm, call me Bella again please."

"You're acting a little funny, Bella, maybe we should have you looked at."

She giggled softly and sighed, "I think I like it when you call me Bella. It makes me feel light. What's your name anyway?"

"Huh? Well it's Sl-- I mean, my name is Chris."

"Chris? That's a boring name! I'm going to call you..."

Here it is, 'Slim' is what she'll call me. We've had this conversation before.

"'Honey'. Yup, since I think I love you a lot, I'll call you 'Honey'!"

"Wait, how do you know you love me?"

"Well, right now I feel safe and secure with you even though I barely know you. When you called me Bella earlier I felt happy and light, like I'm on clouds, and right now I just feel like touching you. Why? Do you not love me Honey?" She looked at me with sadness and her eyes are starting to frown.

"Bella, no, I do l-love you! It's just... never mind, come on let's get you checked out."

***

I called her parents to inform them of what happened and they met with me in the emergency room.

Her mother, Christine, is already running towards us while Joseph, her father, walked a bit slower.

"Oh, Izzy! Are you okay honey?" Christine crowed as she hugged her daughter. Immediately Isabella tore away from her embrace and hid behind me, looking at her parents with shady eyes. "Izzy? What's wrong?"

"I don't know you! Don't touch me!"

"Bella, they're your parents," I explained and I took her hand to calm her down. Isabella took a few moments but she nodded and came back forward.

"Chris, what happened to her?" Joseph finally asked, and I'm glad he didn't accuse me of doing anything to his daughter. He knows our relationship dynamic and how Isabella can easily overpower me.

"Well we got a little heated during our, you know, and she fell backwards and hit her head on my headboard."

He took it as that and offered me his hands. "Thanks, Chris, I'll take it from here." He gathered Isabella and his wife and ushered them towards the hospital.

I shook his hands and turned to walk away. After all, my job is done and she's in safe hands. Well, after a few moments I hear a scuffle behind me and screaming.

"No! Honey, don't leave me! No!" I can hear her say.

"Oh my god, she's really strong!" came the words that followed. I looked back and I can see Isabella literally dragging her parents while she stomps her way towards me, tears coming down her from eyes.

"Don't leave me, Honey! Please? Please stay with me," she begged as she hugged me tightly but softly. She started crying again, another thing I haven't seen her do, and I couldn't help but feel needed there and then.

"Okay. Alright Bella, I'll stay with you."

***

"So I have the CAT scan results here and other than some bruising, there seems to be no problem. She's completely normal from what I can tell."

"What? How can that be!?" Christine calls out as she reads the test results.

"All I can say is to not force her to remember. It'll come back eventually, just give her time."

I'm sitting there with Isabella's hand wrapped around mine as the doctor gives his opinion. She lays her head against mine, and I can hear her heart just thumping heavily against her chest.

"I hate being tall," she said curtly out of the blue, "I hate being too tall for you."

"What? What do you mean?"

She looked at me and kind of gave me an annoyed grunt. She scooched herself a little more to her left and then laid her head on my shoulder. "See, if I want to put my head on your shoulder, my body has to be over here and I can't hug you or anything. I want to feel you while my head is on your shoulder."

I laughed a little bit and gathered her close to me. "I could always put my head on your shoulder."

"No! I want to do that!" she giggled as she rubbed my cheeks and gave it a short peck. "A girlfriend's head is supposed to be on her boyfriend's shoulder."

"How do you know so much about relationships when you've just lost your memory." I prodded as I pinched her cheeks softly.

"I don't know, it's just feelings I guess." She gave me a sweet giggle as my fingers closed around her cheeks. "Right now, I'm just going by how I feel and I know I want to stay with you."

Has she always been capable of being like this? Usually she acts tomboyish when we're together, refusing to cry, to be intimate or even become physically close. She's a 'hit it and quit it' kind of girl with me. However, right now, I'm falling in love with this Isabella and I don't know how I'll feel when the time comes when the old Isabella returns. I'm even scared to admit it, but I wish the old Isabella would never come back!

I catch her father looking at us, a gentle smile stretching across his face, then he looked back up to the doctor and began talking again.

We're walking out of the hospital now. Christine and Isabella is walking side by side, with Isabella still somewhat defensive while her mother laughed and carried on as she began showing pictures and pictures from her phone. I hung back to give them space, but Isabella looks back from time to time, I think just to make sure I'm still back here and I haven't left her. Joseph flanked her other side, just listening to his two girls.

Eventually she warmed up to them and it seems like they're a family again. I'm glad. I stopped walking and looked around, trying to see where my car is. I held up my remote key and pressed the lock button and, upon hearing it chime, I proceed to walk towards it, cutting across the parking lot and around a corner.

As I'm walking away, I hear rushed footsteps behind me. I looked back to see Isabella's crying face barreling towards me once again.

"NOOO! You said you wouldn't leave me! You said you'd stay with me!" she cried as she easily picked me up in an embrace. Her parents came soon after, huffing and puffing.

"Honey, where are you going!?"

"Damn, she's fast too!?" Joseph gasped as he wiped the sweat off of his forehead.

"Where are you going?! Where!? Take me with you!"

"Bella, whoa! I'm just going back to my place. You need to go home with your parents and get some rest." I'm trying to reason with her, but it's fairly hard to do it when my feet is a few inches from the ground.

"No! I want to stay with you! I don't want to go with them, I barely know them!"

"Izzy, dear stop being unreasonable! He's right you need to go home with us and get some sleep. Your brain needs it!"

"Isabella, listen to your mother." Joseph tried to take her off of me but she just rolled her shoulders out of his grip.

"No, I refuse! I want to stay with him!"

She's got me in a titan's grip, and I know that Isabella can be stubborn.

"Chris, I…"

I sighed and accepted my fate. "She can stay with me. It's not a good idea to stress her out anyway."

***

The drive home was somewhat relaxing, well if I compare it to other times I've driven Isabella around it's relaxing. Usually she criticizes how I drive, I tend to play it safe while Isabella drives just like her personality, but tonight she held my hand and talked to me with her gentle voice. She asked me about my job, my parents and my siblings. She asked me how we met, what my favorite food is and other things that's usually the topic of a first date. I would ask her the same, but then I realized that she has amnesia.

God, I wish this Isabella could stay.

We got to my apartment and I instantly felt relief when I walked through the thresh hold. I threw my keys on my table and sat myself down on my couch with a heavy sigh. Isabella sat next to me but then she laid her head down on my lap. I gently stroked her hair and I even gently blew into her ears and she giggled as she playfully covered her ears. My left hand rubbed her arms and I gently drew on it with my finger tips.

She's fallen asleep and I realized that she hasn't eaten much of anything all day. We haven't eaten anything all day actually. I gently lowered her head down from my lap and on a pillow and I set off on a food run. That chicken-chain fast food place that she loves is closed today since it's a Sunday, typical how I need their food and they are not even open. Well, I better get creative then.

I just picked up some burgers. I know that Isabella has a big appetite, she is a big girl after all, so I got her an extra one. As soon as I entered my domain, I'm met with a wail and Isabella wrapping herself around me again.

"Where were you!? I was so scared, I thought you left me!"

"Bella! I was just getting some food!"

"Please don't leave me again, please!"

Normally anyone will be annoyed with this kind of clinginess, but for some reason Isabella, because she's always been somewhat cold to me, isn't wearing that out for me. I never realized that her panic-face is adorable and cute, or that the way she cries is also beautiful. I don't gain any satisfaction from it, though, I just never really realized it because she doesn't show her vulnerable side. The side that wants to be taken care of. As sad as it is for me to say but in our relationship Isabella is the alpha.

Isabella hummed while she ate, and she kind of swayed side by side as she enjoyed her burger. Is it normal to have a completely different personality? I need to do some research later, but at this very moment I'm enjoying this borrowed time I have.

It's getting late in the night and she decided to take a shower. I laid down on my bed and covered myself up. I hear the door slowly creek and the soft pitter-patter of her foot approaching me, then she slid herself into bed as well. Then, I felt her warm arms embrace me, and then her bare breast against my back.

Wait, bare breast? Bare, damp beast?

I turned to her and she's looking at me, her face red and flushed. Her hair has been de-braided and it frames her beautiful face nicely. "Bella? Why are you naked?!"

"I -- I realize that since I am your girlfriend, I would have to, um, do something like this for you."

"Bella, you don't have to ok? Right now, let's just focus on getting you better."

"But! But Honey, I -- I want to. My heart is skipping right now, and I'm getting a bit flustered when I'm around you, and-and when you hold me I just start feeling hot and bothered."

I sat myself up and then gave her a forehead kiss. "Bella, we need you to get better first ok?"

"No! I -- Honey, please. Can you just treat me like a normal person and not a sick person? Please?"

She's giving me those eyes, somewhat submissive with a look of longing. God, how I've longed to see those from her. I couldn't help myself as I leaned over and kissed her plump lips and it instantly felt like a first kiss for me. For us. Isabella normally, because of our height difference, would be leaning down onto me and she's the one holding my head. Now, because she's laying down and I'm sitting up, it's my turn to do the same. I sucked and softly bit her lips, sucked on her lips and tongue and she reciprocated and moaned with each moment. Her hands then started traveling south, and I didn't even realize it but she's got my dick out and stroking it.

"Oh!" she yelped as she looked down as her hand worked my cock, "when did I? I didn't even realize it."

"Haha, It must be muscle memory, Bella. I mean, you and I regularly have intercourse."

She instantly blushed again, "Re-regularly? Like every day? Oh my..."

Oh jeez, she's making that face again! God, I couldn't help myself so I kissed her once more. Her hand continued to stroke me as our lips made wet, sloppy noises. My left hand lifts and lands on her breast, gently squeezing it and massaging it. She moaned softly again and her gentle hands are still on my member.

"You're so big," she whispered as she softly bit her lips and she's looking at me with those doe eyes of hers, "did it fit before?"

I nodded and she instantly blushed. I guess she's imagining it inside of her now.

God she's really making me so horny right now as I went into her with more vigor. I started making my way down her body, first kissing her chin and then her neck and then in between her breast. I gently sucked on her nipples and flicked them with my tongue, eliciting a quick squeal from her and then I started kissing down her toned belly. Finally, I kissed around her thighs and her pubic area. She slowly spreads her legs for me and I softly scraped my teeth against her thick thighs.

I took a deep breath in while my face hovered over her beautiful mound and she gave a shivering moan. "No, don't smell it!" she cried out but I just looked at her defiantly and gave her clit a lick. She gasped sharply as she started to cover her face with her fingers while she still looking at me from behind the cracks.

I gave her another lick and then another and then I buried my entire face into her. She gave a yell as her head shot back into the pillows. "Oooh, Mmmm... Honey, you... you shouldn't! Your mouth shouldn't be -- oooh!!"

I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked on it. Her thighs threatened to close around me but she's managed to keep them spread out. She's gently biting her finger as she looked at me with lustful eyes. I then started working on her delicious slit, letting my tongue enter it while my finger drew circles on her clit. She started whimpering and moaning while she hides behind her fingers again. "No, don't stick your tongue there! That's dirty!" she cried as her hands reached for me, but instead I flicked my tongue up and ate her out as aggressive as I can. Her hands went back and covered her face as she begs for me to stop, but at the same time she's gyrating herself into me.

She began to convulse and shake around me as she takes sharp breaths. Finally she started shaking uncontrollably as her climax started. "Hnnnggh, Chris! What... what is.... ugh! I... I can't!" I dropped my fingers down into her and began penetrating her with it as I moved up to her and watched her. I actually haven't seen her orgasm in such a long time, since the first time we had sex, because she wouldn't allow me to pleasure her long enough for her to achieve it, even though I am willing and able to.

She's bucking against my hands and as my fingers keep slipping in and out of her she's squealing and moaning. Finally her back arched and she let out a long moan as she covered her mouth to try and stifle it. Her love juice flowed against my finger and as I continued her wet, sloppy pussy made some really lewd noises.

When her writhing and wriggling slowed down, I brought my wet finger up to her and showed it to her. Then I brought it to my mouth and licked it. "No, Honey that's di-dirty!" she moaned as she cupped my face. I licked my fingers and my hand of her delicious juices and I kissed her with my mouth still tasting of it. Our tongues danced and rolled around each other. Her hands went and found my throbbing hot cock again, gently rubbing my glans in between her thumb and the length of her index finger.

"Can we?" she asked as she looked down on my penis that her hand is wrapped with.

"Ooh, can we what Bella?" I teased and she looked away shyly.

"Honey, it's embarrassing for me to say," she said softly. I turned her head towards me and kissed her again. "Can you please p-put your um... your dick inside me, please and thank you."

I gave her a wry smile as I rolled myself over and moved in between her leg. I licked her pussy a few more times, making sure to deposit some of my saliva in there, and lined myself up. Slowly I slid myself in, watching as her pussy separates as it takes my girth in. She hissed as she had sat up and is now watching me push myself into her, "Mmmmmpph it... you're not going to fit, you're too big," she moaned as she reached over and brushed my chest. I just looked at her and smiled as I continued, "you're too big! you're not going to fit!" she spoke louder but then as I finally pushed it in she yelled in pleasure, "Ahhh! You're in!! I feel so full! Oh.. oh keep... keep going please!"

Her pussy is always tight for me, always. I retracted slowly and then pushed myself in again. She hissed and moaned each time I entered and left her, each time going deeper into her. She wrapped her legs around me while I pumped into her and I pulled her down a bit towards the edge of the bed. I kept my legs down and my foot planted, allowing me leverage so that I can penetrate into her deeper and with more intensity.

"Oh! So deep! Your thick head keeps scraping against my walls!!" she whined as she looked down as my shaft disappears into her. "Oh no! It's... it's happening again! Oh! Please, don't look at me."

I couldn't understand what she meant, but when her legs started to shake and she covered her face with her fingers again, I instantly understood. I took her hands with my own and held it over her head. "Noo! Don't look at me! I... I..."

"Bella, I want to see you come," I told her as I gave her a kiss. She closed her eyes as her orgasm washed over her. Her hands clamped down around me, such power! I was afraid she was going to break my hand, but her hands only held mine and she never really pushed it to the point of pain. "You're so beautiful, Bella," I said as I kissed her again and she smiled at me weirdly since her face is wracked in pleasure. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her eyelids fluttered, and she stifled her screams but the edge of her lips would form a smile. I kept fucking her until I felt myself arriving in that special place too. I started thrusting faster, and harder, and I felt her leg wrap itself around me again. I leaned into her deeper, allowing me to thrust in deeper and whenever I hilted into her I would swivel my hips around.

"Bella, I'm going to..."

"Yes! Honey, please do it. Give it to me, please. I want it!" she howled as her hands let mine go and she wrapped her arms around me. I buried my face in her soft breast then her hands grabbed the back of my head and pushed me in deeper into her.

Finally I felt myself erupt in her like a dormant volcano and I swear I could feel my life force being drained from me. Every grunt I gave came with pearls thrown into her lovely slit. I kissed her deeply while my cock throbbed as it threw more and more into her sopping, wet pussy, and with each thrust her walls twitched and squeezed me dry, clamping down hard.

"God... that's... that's my... oh, I haven't come like that in a long time," I said in between breaths. I mean I've orgasmed for Isabella before, but I haven't done so when I was really into the sex, where it's me and her making love and not Isabella just fucking me for the sake of fucking. I collapsed on her as our breaths matched one another. "Bella, how... how was it?"

"Unnnh.... mmmm," she moaned. I rubbed her cheeks and she took my hands. "That felt wonderful, Honey..." she cooed as she leaned into my palm.

"Bella, I... I love you."

She smiled at me as her hands rubbed my face. "I love you too, Honey."

I gave her another kiss and she gave me an embrace. I came off of her, my dick still wet from her grool and my semen and I watched as a flood of our spunk slowly slid off of from inside. We slept together, something we haven't done in a long time, in each other's arms.

I really wish she could stay, but I know it's only a matter of time.