I stepped back a bit. "You can still change your mind, if you want. You are not obligated." I wanted to make certain she knew I was not forcing her; I wanted to make sure she was as eager as I was. Nothing else was acceptable. That was very important. Though her lips, her body, and her eyes told me what I needed to know. Still... I wanted to hear it from her.
"Come here," she said, leading me down the hallway. "I want you to make love to me.... in person... for real. I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me!"
She knew I loved the word, spoken just that way.
Part 2:
"Wait a second," she said as we got to her bedroom. She walked to a closet and brought out some large towels. That's right; we had talked about the importance of being clean. "I gotta' go first; I'll let you know when I'm ready," she said as she disappeared behind the bathroom door.
She did not close the door all the way. Was that intentional? I donno.
I stood a few feet away, and listened to all the sounds... I love the sounds. Should I try to take a peek? It is such a turn on! I think she knew that; I think we had talked about that.
I loosened my belt. I was about to explode.
I heard her turn on the water to the shower, and imagined what she was doing. When did she want me to shower?
I waited.
"OK... come on in," she said from inside the shower.
I walked into the bathroom; she was in the shower, behind the plastic curtain. As I took off my clothes it felt strange, to be naked, on the other side of the curtain with a woman I had seen for only a few moments. Still... we knew each other well.
Well, here goes.
I stepped into the tub from the far end. She was facing the other way, back to me. She had a fine figure and a nice ass. I imagined myself there; my dick stood straight out. I moved up to her and put my arms around her waist. I am not sure what she felt first, my arms, my face against the back of her neck, or my dick in the crack of her ass. In any case, she shuddered just a bit.
It was Dial soap. I could tell, though it did not matter in the slightest. I have always had a great sense of smell. She was already sudsed up. I ran my open hands around her waist, up the outsides of her torso, and then slowly across her breasts. I stopped just over her breasts and ran my hands around them. She had big, hard nipples. Did I have anything to do with that? I donno.
Then up to her neck, and slowly around her face. She turned around, and kissed me again. This time she felt the tip my cock on her stomach. I reached down and pushed it between her legs so we could get closer.
She reached for a sponge filled with soap. She ran it all over my body, head to toe. Then she went back to my waist and slowly ran it over my cock, around to my ass cheeks and into the crack. The sponge was between her hand and my body. She still had not touched my cock.
She reached up to the shower head, which was mounted at the end of a hose. She took it off and ran it over my body to rinse me off.
My turn: I lathered up my hands, kneeled down and began washing the thick hair below her waist. I reached one hand around her back and circled one side of her ass. She lifted her leg up and propped it on the edge of the tub to give me better access to her crotch. Slowly I moved my hand all over her crotch; she arched her back and lifted her head upwards. I slid my hand, sideways, between her legs, back and forth.
She was clean.
"Stand up," she said. "Turn around." I was now facing away from her, my cock pointing up to the wall. She reached around my body and grabbed my cock with her right hand; her left hand went for my balls. Slowly she rubbed with both soapy hands. "Now.... let me take a look." She turned me around and kneeled down, grabbing the shower head as she did so. She rinsed the soap off, and then took my cock in her mouth. She just held it there and literally sucked. Wow!
OK. Clean enough.
Part 3:
We got out of the shower and dried each other off... or at least we went through the motions. Neither of us was very dry as we lunged for the bed. Not that that mattered. All her natural smells had been washed away; all that excited, turned-on smells went down the drain. Not to worry; I'll get them back again soon.
I pulled her over toward me, and we kissed again... passionately. Nothing between us this time; no clothes, no water; no soap. It seemed like it lasted for an hour... or just a second. Then she reached for my cock and began stroking it slowly. Instinctively, I began thrusting slowly. She moved her head down to my cock and again took it in her mouth. But this time, she was stroking it with her mouth... and out... in and out. She had one hand on my balls, and with her other, reached for my ass. She grabbed it, then moved one finger to the crack in my ass. She rubbed one finger up and down the crack, a fraction of an inch from my asshole.
Another 30 seconds of this and I would explode all over her. No... I was far from ready. I told her to stop. "Come up here to me. I want you." She edged up, straddled my body, and began to lower herself onto my dick. I let her thrust up and down on my hard cock several times. I could feel the juices from inside her flow onoto my cock and drip down to my balls. But I was not ready to come yet; I had other ideas. "Come up here... I want to taste you."
I am not sure she had done this before. She seemed not to know exactly what I meant. I reached behind her ass cheeks and gently pulled her up to my face. My head was resting on two pillows, to put it at an angle. She placed her hands on the wall behind me, and let me reach my tongue out and lick her lips.
I had told her that my tongue was the third sexiest part of my body. She was about to find out why. I moved my tongue around her lips, on the outer edged of her vagina. Then I stuck it in. Yes, that was the flavor I wanted; that was the smell. I love the pussy juice. I love it on my face, in my mouth and in my nose.
She obliged.
If she had not done this exact thing before, she was a fast learner. She arched her back and drove her crotch into my face, back and forth. I had to hold her ass cheeks to keep from losing control of her. I could feel her clit getting larger. I did not touch it with my tongue, but I put it between my lips and sucked. That drove her crazy! She was so wet! She was bouncing up and down on my face, and her juices were dripping all over me.
I wanted to see more. I had looked at her ass when I got in the shower; but now I wanted a closer look.
"Turn around," I directed her. Again, I am not sure she knew exactly what I meant. But she obliged. I was sitting up higher now. She was on her hands and knees, still straddling me, facing away from me. She grabbed my cock; I think she was about to go down on it, when I entered her vagina with my tongue from behind. I don't think she expected that. She jumped up a bit, and moaned. I reached my left hand around in front and stuck my middle finger in her pussy, while my tongue went in and out beneath it. One finger.. then two. In and out, in and out, as she thrusted her pelvis up and down. Then I did it... I moved my tongue back and circled the outside of her asshole with it; around and around. And then lightly over her asshole, up and down, then around again. Surely she was not ready for that. She screamed, and I felt a gush of wetness on my hands. She shuddered violently, and then fell onto my body.
"Unbelievable!" she said.
"But wait," I replied. "I want more." Though we were both a bit exhausted. "Lie here next to me." She came up face to face, on my right side. She knew I was left-handed and that I wanted to reach over to her with my left hand.
She had told me how she masturbated with her fingers. She first got excited with whatever was near by. Then she used her fingers to bring herself to orgasm. This time it was my fingers.
Of course, she was already excited. I turned my body toward her and used my left hand to rub my cock along the outside of her thigh. She lifted her leg; she thought I was going to enter her, but I had other ideas. I moved my hand to the inside of her thighs and then up to her pussy. I put my middle finger in her vagina, and slowly went in and out. Then I reached over her leg and placed the palm of my hand on her clit. Once again, she jerked upwards. I moved my middle
finger to her clitoris and began rubbing it up and down... hard... just like she told me she had done so many times. Faster and faster. She grabbed the sheets with both hands and squeezed her eyes shut. I could feel the juice coming out of her pussy... she arched her back up again, tilted her head back, and then screamed.... her whole body shook.
I stopped, and just held her for a while. Though, of course, I still had a tremendous erection. When we had time to catch our breath, I leaned over to her, and straddled her body. I moved up to her head, and once again, she took my cock in her mouth. Pulling it out, she said, "I want to taste you... please come. Come in my mouth."
Very inviting... it was so beautiful... it was so sexy. But the first time... I wanted it different. She sucked on me till I was about to go nuts... then I pulled back.
"No, I want to come inside you this time. I want you to feel me inside of you."
Quickly I moved down do her crotch; she grabbed my cock and pointed it to her pussy, pushing it in. I held back, and whispered, "Remember this... remember me entering you..... the first time."
I held my dick at the tip of her pussy till she opened her eyes and acknowledged. I moved it up and down, touching her enlarged clitoris. She jumped when I hit it. Then I leaned forward to her, my face inches from hers, and entered her vagina.... slowly, but all the way.
"Oh please come for me... please fuck me," she pleaded.
Well, that did it. I thrust my cock in and out, as deep as I could. I could feel my balls banging against her body. As I knew I was about to come, I kissed her deeply, put my tongue as far in her mouth as I could... then one more thrust, and I exploded hot cum into her... four, five... six, hard shots... I have no idea how much.
Once again, her body shook... both our bodies shook. I felt my cum ooze backward out of her pussy. Between her wetness and mine, we were soaking.
That's OK... that was more than OK.
"Did you feel it like I did?" she asked.
Of course.
We made love... we fucked.... in person!
Then we just lay there... first not saying a word, then re-living it again, telling each other what it was like and what we were thinking and feeling.
It was the first time.
But it was not the last time.
The End.
The Wonders of Friendship
Lea was on her way downtown to meet with her best friend, Melinda. They met often, as best friends do, so that wasn't the reason why Lea felt butterflies on her stomach. The thought that this was the most nervous she had ever been in her 24 years of life crossed her mind. She looked worried and nervous; anyone on the bus could feel the stress in the air around her. That didn't keep the men from staring at her, imagining that short, busty blonde on their beds and that certainly didn't keep the women from staring at her, wishing that they were desired by men the way she was.
Lea exuded sexuality and that was not only due to her stunning figure but also to the clothes she wore. She usually wore tight tops to show of her breasts -- her favorite feature about herself -- and today was no exception. Her pink top was tight but didn't show too much skin; it left it all to the imagination. She enjoyed the attention she got from wearing figure hugging tops, she felt great when she made heads turn as she walked by and, secretly, she loved it when she was talking to some random man and he had to make an almost unbearable effort to look up to her eyes instead of staring at her fabric enclosed breasts. She giggled softly to herself, nervously.
She got out of the bus and searched for a familiar face. Melinda was supposed to be there waiting for her. A moment later, she spotted her best friend walking her way. Ever since Jordan mentioned the threesome fantasy he had, she couldn't stop thinking about her best friend in a sexual way. Sure, there had been some drunken kisses and maybe some ass grabbing while they were dancing at their favorite club, but she never gave that much though until recently. As Melinda walked towards her, smiling that disarming, stunning smile that made men gravitate towards her, Lea couldn't help but think about what was going to happen later that afternoon.
Melinda looked very different from her best friend but just as beautiful. Her long and silky dark hair framed her face perfectly, and the dark makeup she wore on her eyes drew people in. She looked somewhat mystical and wouldn't go unnoticed by any self respecting man. She smiled when she saw Lea at the bus stop and though about how stunning her friend looked. It wasn't the first time she had thought about Lea in a sexual manner -- actually, she had had fantasies that included her in the past. When her best friend told her that her friend Jordan would love for them to be together in a threesome, she didn't think twice about accepting it. While she wasn't absolutely sure she liked other girls, Lea certainly had an effect on her.
As Melinda approached her, Lea realized again how beautiful her friend was. She was wearing dark wash jeans and a simple black tank top, dark leather bracelets and matching belt, as well as studded high-heel sandals. Melinda was definitely a little vampy, reminiscence of her high-school days. They kissed each other on the cheek with quick "Hello" and made their way to Jordan's apartment without a word.
Lea raised her hand to ring the door bell but Melinda grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
"Are you nervous, Lea?"
"I am. Aren't you?"
"No, not at all. You can still quit if you want to..." Melinda said, releasing her wrist.
"No. I want to do this."
"Ok, then, let's go." And she rang the bell for her friend.
A moment later they were in the elevator. Melinda laughed quietly at her friend's nervousness and hugged her lightly to give her some much needed courage. They stepped out and Jordan was already waiting for them, leaning against the door frame and smiling. He was wearing just his blue jeans and nothing else, which showed his perfect chest and abdomen muscles.
When her eyes met Jordan's, Lea felt a shiver being sent down her spine. She had slept with him before but every time she saw him with no shirt on, she started to get wet.
Jordan smiled his best arrogant smile and stepped out of the way, to let the two girls in. Lea went in first and Jordan couldn't help but notice her perfect curves. Melinda went in next and, as always, Jordan's eyes lingered on hers. He knew this would be one perfect afternoon.
"May I offer you ladies some liquid courage?" He asked. They refused politely. The truth was all three of them felt awkward but Jordan wasn't one to let minor things like embarrassment take over him. He sat on the couch between both girls and looked at each one of them, taking the time to imagine what was inside those unnecessary clothes.
Lea knew Jordan better than Melinda did, so she put one hand on his face while he was looking at her friend and turned his head towards her so that they could kiss. Lea's free hand was rubbing Jordan's leg up and down, getting dangerously close to his crotch. While her lips teased his, he put his arm around her waist and pulled her close. From the corner of his eye, he could see Melinda smiling. Her smile was naughty and any fool could guess what she was thinking about.
In truth, Melinda wasn't as sweet and well-behaved as Lea; she was much wilder and controlling. Her friend had told her Jordan was into domination so she held back a little. Never the less, she mimicked her friend's action and stroked Jordan's leg as well.
Jordan broke the kiss with Lea to tease Melinda's lips with his. While doing so, his hand moved to the back of her head, grabbing her long, dark, silky, shiny hair. He pulled it slightly so she would throw her head back, allowing him access to her neck, which he kissed and licked slowly. Melinda let out a soft moan while Lea didn't even blink so she wouldn't miss a spilt second of what was going on.
"I'm not going to do all the work, am I?" Jordan said, laughing a little. Both girls giggled at what he said and there seemed to be some mind reading because they stood up at the exact same time. They looked in each other's eyes and moved closer. Melinda took Lea in her arms and kissed her. Sure, it felt strange hugging another women to kiss her lips; her breasts rubbing against
her friend's didn't let her get as close as she wanted but she managed. Their lips touched lightly and then more passionately. While Lea's hands started to caress Melinda's arms and shoulders, Melinda sucked Lea's bottom lip and let her hands roam through her waistline and his. Jordan was watching and feeling his cock twitch.
Lea let her tongue slightly out of her mouth, to run it through her friend's (now lover, to be truthful) lips and soon after, their tongues met. By then, Melinda's hands were already between the two of them, searching for Lea's breasts. Her right hand reached Lea's left tit and started to softly knead the firm orb. It felt good to have Lea in her hand and she applied a little more pressure. Lea let out a moan in their kiss and Melinda knew she was doing the right thing.
Jordan stood up, now with a bulge in his pants. He pulled both girls apart, grabbing the back of their necks. He kissed Lea's mouth while Melinda kissed his cheek and neck; his hands making her ways to their butts and grabbing them strongly. Their kiss lasted for several minutes, none of them wanted to let go. A simple kiss was bringing the three of them so much pleasure that they could only imagine how much pleasure would follow.
Jordan broke the kiss and turned to Melinda. Instead of kissing her lips, he started to take off her clothes. Lea decided to kneel and start to unbuckle Jordan's belt. By the time his belt was undone, Melinda was standing right beside Lea and Jordan, wearing only her black thong and matching lacy bra as well as her sandals. No doubt, Melinda looked great dressed; but she looked stunning undressed. It certainly was a vision.
Melinda knelt right next to Lea and started unbuttoning Jordan's jeans. Lea took off her pink top and set her breasts free from the fabric, letting them bounce a little. Amazing as it may seem, she wasn't wearing a bra. Now she just had her white miniskirt on. Was she wearing any panties?
Jordan unzipped his pants and took them off. Black boxer shorts weren't enough to disguise his throbbing member. Both girls caressed his cock through the fabric, feeling how big it was. It felt strong and hard on their hands; they loved it. Melinda's free hand made its way to Lea's breasts, touching and massing them, softly pinching the hard nipples.
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