12 comments/ 72497 views/ 12 favorites Lazing Naked on a Sunny Day By: Katrina_Coronado *Note: This is my first Literotica story and it is also my submission it for the Nude Day Story Contest 2009. I would love any and all feedback. Votes are always appreciated. Thanks! ***** Oh thank God, I thought as I ran back up the stairs to my room, tugging my t-shirt off as I made the assent. According to her note, my housemate was going to be gone all day. She also said that a friend of hers was stopping by to do something, but not until later. Perfect. I had the next twelve or so hours to myself to do whatever I wanted. And I knew what I wanted to do. Gripping my shirt in one hand I undid the button of my pants with the other. There was no way that I was going to spend this hot and humid DC summer day clothed. Absolutely not. With my roommate out all day, I could indulge my nudist tendencies all over the house and that was exactly what I planned on doing. I reached my bedroom, threw my shirt on the floor and tugged my pants off. Next came my bra and panties in a heap somewhere near the laundry basket. I jumped and lay down on my bed, enjoying the freedom of my naked body on top of my soft comforter. This was delicious. I love the feeling of warm air on my skin; not having to cover myself and not having to worry about others being surprised if they found me. Naked and warm? I was in my element and I knew that this was going to be a perfect day. I put on some music and got comfortable on top of my bed. I thought about what I should do: read my latest book, which was really quite good, or quell my guilt for waking too late to exercise. My box of vibrators under the bed did call to me as a means of speeding up my heartbeat and qualifying as my cardio, but I thought that I should at least attempt to make something of the day. So I started reading. Attempted, really. The music, one of my favorite bands, was serenading me about putting hands down panties and I just could not focus on the words on the page. All I could think of was how much I missed the feel of fingers sliding down my stomach, sometimes tantalizingly slowly and sometimes necessarily fast, to cup my mound and, finally, touch my clit, sending electric impulses simultaneously down my pussy and up my spine. Shit, I was wet. There goes the reading. I admit, it had been quite a long time and I just did not know who was going to break this dry spell. No men at work caught my eye and I did not want to pick someone up at a bar. I couldn't bring myself to start internet dating after some of the stories I had heard from my girlfriends. What I really wanted was to meet a friend of a friend. You know, one of those easy starts where you meet someone at a party, they're hot, you start flirting and the next minute you're up against a wall. Well that was not going to happen on my naked summer day. I might as well take care of myself while I was already so wet. I reached under my bed and pulled out the box. It had vibrators, textured cock rings, and lube that I used for my different moods. Sometimes I never knew what I would eventually like to use. Today I started with my hand, slowly tracing the line down my stomach, above my mound and to my clit. I made lazy circles, getting my fingers wet in my pussy and working on my hood, while I surveyed my toy options. I looked at the thick, purple vibrator, thinking of how much I liked to use it by turning it on and just lightly touching my clit, waiting until I was wet enough to cover it in my juices and then shove it in my pussy. Or I could use my smaller, textured vibrator. This one pulsed faster and I loved to tease my clit with it. I loved feeling the ridges just under my hood, rubbing the entire vibrator against all the sensitive spots on my clit until I came. I could rub myself with one of the cock rings, which were so soft. The pink one was my most basic: all the little nubs were the same size. The purple one, though, had plenty of variety and was meant for both my clit and my ass. I loved holding them and then humping my own hand until I was so wet that I came. I had to admit, sometimes when I used just the little vibe or the cock rings, I missed having a girth inside me. And when I used the big vibe, I missed the texture on my clit. I often solved this predicament by cheating and using multiple toys. I loved fucking my pussy with the purple vibe, while teasing my clit with the textured one. I would cum on my knees with my face and chest on the mattress, moving my body up and down on the purple vibe while holding the textured one against my humping clit. Even though I love how my cunt clenches and soaks the toys at the same time when I fuck myself like this, I know that I'd rather have a living person under me. What I needed was a living, throbbing cock willing to piston in and out of me while its owner used his hands on my clit, tits, ass and hips. Maybe the owner would even be a good conversationalist. Well since that wasn't going to happen this morning, I might as well start with my hands and let them wander with my thoughts. My pussy was already soaked since I had been working on my clit in small, light circles. It was ready for the purple vibe, but I thought that I would stick with my hands. I wanted to remember what the human touch felt like on my body, so I dipped a finger into my pussy. I love the warm, wet, inviting feeling of my cunt when it knows that we are just getting started. It felt so good that I needed to put a second finger inside. As my right hand filled me up I let my left hand roam to my clit and, after dipping inside my pussy for lube, start rubbing in tantalizingly slow circles. My thoughts drifted to an ex who, while currently a complete ass-hole, had the tongue and hands of a god. His tongue always felt simultaneously rough and soft on my clit. He loved tasting me and could eat me for hours. I loved it most when he made a point with his tongue and licked me, sometimes slowly from the base of my slit to the top of my clit or sometimes quickly side to side on my hood. Jesus, he could always make me come, screaming his name. The best, though, was when he put two fingers inside me while he licked me. That's what I was thinking of now. My two fingers, like his, pumping deep into my cunt while my other fingers rubbed my clit like his tongue used to swipe across it. It felt so fucking good and I could feel my pussy muscles clenching against my hand, sucking it in and fucking it. But it wasn't enough. I needed something else, maybe something bigger, to push me over the edge. Slightly frustrated I took my hand from my pussy. I was reaching for one of the vibrators when I just had to taste myself. Bringing my hand up to my mouth, I licked my fingers and sucked off my juices. With my wet hand I touched my nipple. I teased it with the same small circles I used on my clit until it was hard. Squeezing gently, I felt a moan rise out of me. I whimpered when my hand left my nipple, knowing that it still wanted attention, but that my pussy needed more. I reached for the purple vibe, convinced that having it inside my cunt would make me come. I brought it to my lips and licked just the tip. I could taste myself on it and moaned loudly before putting the whole thing in my mouth. I felt it touch the back of my throat and I turned it on. I quickly moved the vibe down to my slit and rubbed as much of my juices on the shaft as I could. I wanted it to be nice and wet before I put it inside me because I knew that I was just going to go wild. I put the tip at the entrance of my pussy with one hand and held myself open with the other. I licked my lips and pushed. I heard my guttural moan as I pushed the head in. I held it there for a few moments while I adjusted to its size and as my other hand returned to my now more sensitive clit. I jumped and whimpered as I touched the tender flesh and prepared myself for more. A desperate noise rose again from my throat as I pushed the vibe all the way into my already aching cunt. Slowly, I began a rhythm where I pushed the vibe inside my pussy while rubbing my clit under the hood. Then I pulled the vibe out and soothed the hood down. I teased myself, playing a game to see how much I could take, knowing that I would become louder and louder the whole time. My pussy tightened around the vibrator and my clit throbbed. I could feel the friction of my hand on my clit, the size of the vibe in my cunt, the bed beneath my arched back, and the sweat on my skin. Everything felt good and I was so close, but also on the line. Then, even though I didn't stop, I realized that the arching back, the moaning, the vibrations and the circles were just not enough. My hands were not enough. Fuck. I wanted badly to come, but I was building up and getting frustrated all at the same time. I was beyond the point of no return and I had no idea what was going to send me over the edge. Then I heard it, choked and husky. "Oh shit." I opened my eyes and saw Cory, Eliza's friend, standing in the doorway of my room. I hadn't closed the door because I wasn't expecting anyone. Shit! He had clearly seen what I was doing. It would have been hard for him not to, I was sprawled on my back with a vibrator in my cunt. I looked at him looking at me and I could not read the expression on his face. We were both frozen in our places and I felt the panic rising. "What the fuck, Cory?! What are you doing here?" "Um...getting Eliza's computer. She gave me the spare keys so I could come by and fix it while she was gone." Great explanation, but it didn't compel him to move. He just stood in his place, staring at me. Once I realized what I must have looked like, I began looking for something with which to cover myself. I had no such luck as I was on top of the comforter and there were no easily accessible sheets or pillows. I did the only thing I could think of: I closed my legs, turned off the vibrator, and began turning away from him. "Shit, Cory, why are you still-" "Don't..." What was he saying? My back was turned to him and I glanced at him over my shoulder. "What?" He cleared his throat. "Don't stop...what you were doing...just because...of me." Was he kidding? I started inching towards the edge of the bed with as much dignity as I could muster. "Please don't stop touching yourself...that was so hot...I want to watch you." One glance over my shoulder and I could see the desire in his eyes. I didn't know what to think, but I felt something. "You want to watch me?" If he answered, I could not hear him. I saw him nod. Jesus. I felt naked and shocked, and incredibly turned on. I still wanted to come so badly, but I wasn't sure what I should do. He suddenly stepped closer to the bed. "Please." I could hear the pleading in his voice; its aural intensity matching the throb of my pussy. "Um, ok..." Dazed, I began to turn back toward him so I could lie on my back. I saw him looking at the vibrator that was still inside me. I looked away and almost blushed...almost. "Touch yourself for me Sarah. Please make yourself come." I could hear the strain in his voice. I nodded and turned the vibrator back on. We both gasped as I started the vibrator and moved my hand to my clit. I was still on the edge, but I would need to build some of it back up. He moved still closer to the bed, but, sensing my hesitancy, did not sit. I began again, slowly, with the vibrator and my hand. Now, though, my eyes were open and staring at him, not closed. I could see him looking at me: first, intensely at my pussy. But then his eyes began to wander. He looked at my legs as they trembled and my tits as they shook. He looked at my hips and stomach, and finally at my face. Under his extreme scrutiny, understanding that he wanted to watch me cum, I got very wet. I allowed myself to go faster than I had before, since everything was different now. I felt the furious movement of my hand on my clit and the vibrator pistoning in and out of me as I wondered what, exactly, I was doing. Part of me was confused: he was gorgeous, but this was so unlike me. Part of me understood completely: he was gorgeous and I had not come with another person in a long, long time. Regardless of what I was thinking, I simply continued touching myself. He watched me as I finally gained a quick rhythm. He said nothing and did nothing, only watched and listened as I began arching my back and moaning. Despite all of my hard and fast efforts, though, nothing more was happening. I just stayed on that edge; all worked up and no closer to cumming. He must have sensed my frustrations as I felt him sit on the edge of the bed. I was so far gone, working so fast and hard, that I could not have moved away from him if I'd wanted to. He looked at me. "Cum, baby." he whispered. "I want you to cum." I just looked at him. I was already trying so hard and nothing was happening. "You are so hot. I want to see you cum." I felt so frustrated. My pussy throbbed. My clit tingled. And still I couldn't cum. I couldn't do it on my own and here was another whole person asking me to do it for him. This was enough. Even though I was working on myself furiously, I stopped completely, removed the vibrator, and let out a huge sigh. "It's not going to happen right now." I began to sit up. "Sarah, wait." He put his big hand on my leg. "You can cum, don't let my being here stop you." I looked at him incredulously. Did he honestly think I wasn't cumming because he was here? I was already naked and very turned on. Did he really think that my lack of orgasm was because of him? "It has nothing to do with you, Cory. It's just...that..." "It's been a while for me, too." I looked at him. I could tell that he wanted. He was yearning for something. Judging by the look in his eyes, it had something to do with me. "Sarah...let me help you." What? I looked back at him and said nothing. He still had his hand on my leg. He really could tell that it had been a while. I knew by looking at him. "Lean back. Touch yourself, just with your fingers." I looked at him, sensing his own desire, and decided to go for it. Why not? I took a deep breath and lay back down. I brought my hand first to my tits and then trailed it down my stomach. I hesitated and looked at Cory before tentatively touching my clit. I licked my lips, trailed my fingers through my slit and brought the wetness back to my clit. "Good girl." he whispered. I felt his hand heavy on my leg, kneading the muscles there as I kneaded myself. "I know you can do it. Just touch yourself. Touch yourself and cum." I swirled my fingers on my clit, feeling the intense sensation of another person's warmth near me. Our hands felt electric on my body and yet it was his stare that inflamed my pussy. I almost couldn't take him looking at me. It was so erotic; forbidden and enjoyable at the same time. I had to plunge two fingers into my gaping cunt. We both moaned. "Fuck, that's hot...Don't stop." I could hardly catch my breath as I pushed a third finger into my pussy, all the while feeling the electric jolt of my other fingers on my clit. "Jesus." I could feel my g-spot, my clenching pussy and my clit, all on fire, wet and ready for release. I just needed a little something more. But could I do it? Opening my eyes, I saw Cory above me. "Cory-" "Yes?" "Touch me...my tits...please." He barely stifled a moan as he lay down next to me. He pulled my thigh over his legs and continued his tantalizing touch on my inner thigh while reaching over and touching my nipple. I whimpered as he teased the normally smooth flesh into a tight bud. I knew that I had to taste his hand. "Put your fingers in my mouth." He obeyed, gasping as I took them entirely into my mouth; gently sucking and carefully licking them until they were wet enough. "Don't stop, keep touching me." He grabbed my nipple with his wet hand and squeezed hard. I knew it was only a matter of time. My cunt demanded more and I opened my legs even wider to accept my fourth digit. I swirled my juices all over my clit as he roughly grasped both my tit and my thigh. I could feel us moving the bed below me and hear all of our noises. As I arched my back, he pulled my body towards his. He hands were as rough on my flesh as mine were, but it wasn't until I felt his gentle tongue on my neck that I exploded. "Holy fuck!" I came loudly, jerking my body within his grasp. I could feel my cunt clenching around my deeply embedded fingers and the juices leaking out of me. He continued to squeeze me close to his warm body; rough with his hands, but gentle with his tongue. He became more gentle as I came down from the high; my body moving more and more slowly until I finally let out one last gasp and collapsed against him. I felt completely drained. When I finally garnered up the energy, I took my hands away from my pussy and turned my head towards him, looking him in the eye. "Cory-" "Fuck, Sarah, that was amazing." As my breathing came back to normal, I realized that I didn't know what to say. He looked at me so intensely, as if he almost wanted to say something. But nothing came out. I relaxed against him, not entirely sure what to make of this amazing experience. It has felt so good. Here was a friend that I had looked at, but never considered touching. And he just made me cum. Hard. I looked at him again. "Sarah..." He kissed my temple, then pulled away and looked at me. I could see him thinking, wanting. He looked in my eyes and towards my lips. He came closer and then I was kissing him: my pussy-scented hand on his neck, pulling him toward me. He grabbed for my body, our mouths opening, our tongues licking each other. I pulled his tongue into my mouth and sucked. He moaned and nibbled on my bottom lip. I whimpered. He pulled away. Confused I began to question him. "Sarah...don't move. I will be right back, I promise. With that he stood up, surveyed my sweat-covered body, leaned down, kissed me, and left the room. I could hear him running down the stairs and opening the front door. I heard it slam shut. I closed my eyes and wondered what I had just gotten myself into. ***** When he first left, I found myself giggling, covering my face with my hands and wondering what had just happened. I had cum with a gorgeous man who literally just walked into my room, lay down on the bed and agreed to pleasure me. This didn't happen to real people. And if it did, it never included their friend's gorgeous friends. That was the most incredible part. Cory really was incredibly attractive. He had known Eliza from some volunteer program that they'd done together in college and I had known him by association for years. Of course I had noticed him: he was too hot to overlook. But I never thought he would look back at me. I continued to lie on my big bed as my afterglow began to wane. I looked around the room and realized that I was alone. I listened for someone in the house, but there was no one there. Perhaps Cory hadn't really noticed me after all. Perhaps he has simply walked in on the situation and just could not stop himself from touching a sexually frustrated, naked woman. Perhaps he left in such a hurry to go home and take care of himself or, worse, to pick up someone else, take her home, and fuck her until his own release. I was inundated with all of these horrible thoughts when I heard the front door slam open, then shut, and someone running up the stairs. In the next moment Cory was standing in the doorway without a shirt on, holding a bottle of lube in one hand and a large box of condoms in the other. It really was a spectacular sight. I laughed. "Hi." "What are you doing?" "I figured we'd need condoms and lube, so I went out and bought some." Lazing Naked on a Sunny Day He threw them down onto the bed. "Did you go all the way to the store without a shirt on?" He toed off his shoes. "Nope, I took it off when I got inside. It's somewhere in your kitchen. I just thought we could make this nudity a team effort." He unbuttoned his pants and began to slide them down his legs. "Cory, are you a nudist?" Off came the pants and socks. "In this weather I am." He pulled down his boxers and jumped onto the bed next to me. I laughed again. "Oh my god. What are we doing?" "Well...I am going to do this." With that he grabbed my face and kissed me. It started as a playful kiss; first a peck and then another, but then it transformed into a deeper kiss, involving lips, tongues and something more. He kissed me intensely and I almost forgot that I had intended to question him; I was rapidly getting wet. When my last string of resolve was about to be broken, I pulled away. "Cory, really, what is this?" "Why are you questioning it?" "Because...because I don't know what to make of it?" "What is there to make? Did we not just do something incredibly hot? You are obviously attracted to me and I have always been attracted to you. Why ruin it?" Good point. Ok, I guess I could let go of all of those little hold-ups that I have: the ones that are so numerous and unnecessary that they have often kept me from really good sex in the past. Ok, simple case of mutual attraction, simultaneous nudity and genuine lust. I could do this and, furthermore, I would do this. And then something occurred to me. "Is it just that you like to watch?" "Oh I love to watch, but that's not all of it. I like doing just as much." His expression got suddenly much more serious as he looked intensely at me. "Please let me touch you. Please let me kiss you and fuck you and do everything that you want." Who was I to say no? I nodded, and not hesitantly either. I then allowed my gaze to fall over his body. Since he had gotten such a spectacular look at mine, I figured that he owed me one. And he did not disappoint. I looked at his toned calves and strong thighs, his nicely shaped ass and abs. I gazed at his strong arms, big hands and broad shoulders. I took in his magnificent face and dark hair. The best part, though, was his chest. It was both broad and strong. I could easily envision myself pressing my own against it, kissing and nibbling it, and cuddling against it at the end of the night. Looking at him, I realized that I was in for quite a day. I still decided to start slowly and enjoy every moment. He did not argue as I began lightly kissing his shoulder, moving towards his collarbone. When my lips touched the bone, I had to nibble on him. I heard his quick intake of breath and continued kissing and nibbling across his chest. As I was working on licking the middle of his chest, he could not take it anymore and he lifted my face to his. He kissed me so sweetly that I really could no longer resist. He pulled me on top of him and everything I felt was amazing: his hands in my hair, his skin on my neck, his body below mine. I straddled him and the moment we both felt his amazing cock up against my clit, we whimpered. It really had been a long time for both of us. I did not want to waste any more of it. With him below me, I began slowly rubbing my clit against his cock, feeling every ridge and smoothness as I became more and more wet. If he was not at his hardest to begin with, I guarantee this took care of it. He loved it and showed me by grabbing my hips and grinding into me. I could feel two glorious pressures, his dick on my clit and his hands on my hips, when he trailed his hands up my body and grabbed my tits. Sometimes he pinched my nipples and sometimes he caressed my entire breast. I pushed myself into him and dropped my head back, feeling my hair falling wildly around me. He was driving me crazy and I had to kiss him. I leaned down and licked at his lips. He opened them to me and I began sucking on his tongue. I could feel the pressure on my clit growing as I stroked myself back and forth on him. He was building me up fast and I was going insane. I found myself scratching at his chest and biting at his neck and chin as I approached my orgasm. Then he suddenly rolled me off of him. I was so shocked that I couldn't think to respond. He must have seen my anger. "I want this to last. But more importantly, I want to tease you." Despite the fact that we were both panting from pent up lust, he gently put his hand on my hip and pushed me onto my back. He lightly trailed his fingertips down the gentle indentation between my hip and my thigh. Instead of touching my already stimulated clit, which I ached for him to do, he continued down to my knee. Perhaps he wanted to tease me, or perhaps he just wanted to pull my legs apart at that fragile joint so that he could see me better. Regardless, his warm hand left me open and wanting as he trailed his fingertips gently back up my thigh towards my waiting cunt. I saw hunger in his eyes when he looked at me, a promise to devour me, and I gently bit his ear. I did some of my own teasing, gently with my teeth and tongue, on that sensitive skin. He tensed, inhaling quickly, and then looked into my eyes wickedly. He kissed me hard. "Lie back." Of course I obeyed and, upon doing so, felt him dip his fingers into my waiting cunt. He slowly caressed the slit up and down with his fingertips until he deemed them wet enough to move them to my clit. He started his undoing of me with slow circles on my hood. I was already swollen and ready, though, and it was not long until he was touching the clit itself. Fuck, I loved it. I writhed underneath his touch, begging for his kiss, and when I thought I might burst he put two fingers inside me. I gasped and he knew that I could take it. He began drilling into me as I clutched at his arm and neck, curling around him and crying out. He was relentless as he worked his own lips first down my neck and collarbone, roughly around each nipple, and then down my chest and stomach. I was shaking in a mixture of frustration and anticipation when his tongue finally reached my pussy. He started at the clit, knowing that I was so far gone that I needed it hard. I was almost at the edge, but he would have to push me over. He lapped at me fiercely, making sure to lick me in time with his probing digits. It felt like he was made to make me cum, his tongue so exact on my flesh and his fingers so strong in it. My hands went to his hair, while his name went to my lips. I moaned loudly as I pressed myself against his face and hand. I tried to focus on finding my breath, but again I felt his strong push and his defiant tongue. It was so delicious, so what I wanted that before I knew it, I was cumming hard. "Fuck Cory! Fuck!" I arched my back and pressed against him, continuing to welcome him into my dripping pussy. He loved it, waiting me out through my high, listening to my throaty moans and feeling my squeezing cunt. His tongue never left my clit, his fingers never left my slit. He was patient until I rode it out, calmed, and stilled. "Oh Fuck, babe." He gave me a wicked grin and I could do nothing more but lay there, looking down at him. "Sarah, you are so hot when you come. I am going to make you do it again." He really was relentless. He started his way back up my body, kissing, nibbling and licking as he saw fit. When he got to my breasts, he started with one nipple and teased it with his tongue until it was a tight bud. But he didn't stop there. He kissed the slopes of my breast, licked all of the most luscious parts, and then moved to the other one to give it the same attention. His hands grabbed either side of my ribcage, holding my writhing body in place, and I could feel his fingers softly caressing the skin. I did not want him to stop, but I did not want to postpone kissing him for longer. I pulled him up to me and, after slowly licking his jaw line from ear to chin, kissed him. I wanted to start out gently, I did, but he was too tempting. I had to kiss him hard and with my entire mouth and tongue. I had to suck on his tongue and nibble on his lips. I had to hold him tightly to me and dig my nails into his back. He moaned into my mouth, broke the kiss, gazed down at me, and, with his utterly wicked look, proceeded to kiss down my neck and onto my chest. I had no choice but to arch my back towards him. His hands were on my tits, my sides, my hips and, finally, again in my sensitive pussy. I cried out. "God, you're so wet." He made a grab for the lube and the condoms. "Wait. I want to make sure that you're ready, too." I pushed him off of me and onto his back. I couldn't resist, so I straddled him and kissed him. Of course, I could feel his hard cock against me, knowing that I could take whatever I wanted. But I wanted to give him something, as well. I began by licking his lips; little teasing licks where he could not quite catch my tongue in time to kiss me. I trailed my own lips across his stubble and down his neck, biting his tender parts the entire time. When I reached his nipples, I teased him with licking, biting and sucking. I could tell by his shocked gasps that he enjoyed it. I worked my way down his stomach with my lips until I reached his cock, already quite hard, and took a leisurely lick from base to tip. When I get really horny, I love having something in my mouth, and this was no exception. I wanted to tease him, sure, but I also wanted to assuage my own oral desires. I was gentle with him, licking up and down the shaft to get a feel for his dick. I made sure to take my time and give all of his parts the right amount of attention. When I was satisfied with that, I began teasing his most tender part at the top by giving it little, swift licks. I love feeling the texture of a man's tip on my tongue and he encouraged me to continue by threading his fingers through my hair and holding me to him. Only then did I think him ready to go all the way into my mouth. I took him in entirely, until he reached the back of my throat, and then I sucked hard. I was enjoying myself, alternating between pressing my tongue against his shaft and sucking on him entirely, when I felt him pulling and pushing me away from him. "Sarah, I want to be in your cunt." After hearing those words, I really could not resist this time. He was so ready and his words and body made me wet all over again. I sat up and reached for the box of condoms. After pulling one out, I leaned down and kissed his lips, neck, chest, stomach, and tip. I opened the condom and placed it on him, making sure to squeeze him tantalizingly when I was finally done. "I appreciate the lube, but I don't think we need it." With that, I kissed him and straddled him once more. I was welcomed into his lap by the seductive feel of him rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy, covering it in my juices. He thoroughly enjoyed starting at the bottom of the slit and working his way up to my clit. I whimpered every time he touched the sensitive flesh, but I was ready for more. Making sure to catch him at just the right moment, I leaned down and kissed him before I began to sink down over his hard flesh. He held himself patiently as I descended onto him, fearing that it had been too long for me and that I needed him to take it slowly. I knew otherwise, though. I was so pent up, so wet and anxious, that there was nothing to stop me from taking him all the way. When he bottomed out, we moaned. I looked down at him as I felt his cock deep in my pussy: this was what I wanted and I was here to take it. I interlaced his fingers with mine as I started to ride him. I lifted myself up until just his tip was in my slit and then dropped, pounding him all the way back into me. I love the feeling of depravity just before the feeling of utter fullness. He did too. I was making him writhe with my slow and deliberate fucking. But it was getting to be overwhelming for the both of us. His hands would desperately pull me back towards him every time my hips got too far. And I needed to bite and suck on something. I pulled his hand to my mouth and began licking his fingers. When we could not take it any more, I sank down onto him completely and kissed his mouth. Cory thought this would be a wonderful time to suck on my nipples and I caught myself moaning in agreement. I continued riding him as he spread wet kisses all over my tits and across my chest, up my neck and on my mouth. When he finally caught my lower lip in between his teeth, I stilled, amazed at how gently, but how erotically he treated my pouting lip. He kissed me seductively and rolled me onto my back. When he came inside me, I gripped his neck with my hands and his waist with my thighs. I wanted him close to me and he wanted to tease me again. He filled me up, pumping into me slowly, but intensely, making sure to drop kisses on my lips, cheeks, neck and chest. The feeling was phenomenal and I ate it up. But I knew that it was not enough on its own. I absolutely wanted to cum with something big and hard inside me. Cory fit the bill, but I also needed something touching my clit. I took him one last time deep into my pussy. Then I pushed him back gently and he looked at me questioningly as he went. "I want you to fuck me at the edge of the bed." I needed to say no more. He crawled to the edge of the bed and stood there. He became playfully impatient as I took a moment to look at his amazing cock. When he was satisfied that I had gotten a good look, he dragged me towards the end of the bed. I lay back and put my legs on his shoulders. He began caressing my legs, letting me get ready. I was so ready for this intense coupling that I knew it would be my undoing. I moaned loudly as he guided his cock into my gaping cunt and my fingers went almost immediately to my tits. I needed to touch them and tease them before letting my fingers wander lower. I was so overtaken by his slow, gentle fucking and my squeezing hands that I almost shrieked when I felt his fingers on my clit. He touched me slowly, at first, making sure that his fingers and cock were in the same rhythm. He knew that if he could make them work together, he could make me scream his name. I could only respond by moaning. I felt his cock slowly driving into me while he lovingly caressed my clit. When he pulled back out of me, he did the same; there was never one motion without the other. My cunt emanated the most exquisite of feelings: Cory deep inside my pussy and Cory on my clit. He understood that and he was going to draw out of me a slow and deliberate orgasm. I looked at him and I felt torn. Part of me wanted his lips on mine in appreciation, but part of me never wanted him to stop. The feeling was so intense, so focused and so spectacular that before I knew it, I was cumming loudly, moaning his name. Despite the oral indications of my orgasm, he did not stop. He continued his slow attack, determined to drag this cum out of me for the longest time possible. It must have been supremely erotic for him; watching me on my back, arching off of the bed and tugging on my nipples, calling his name and writhing in pleasure. It must have been so erotic for him that the next moment I heard my name on his lips. I felt him not speed up, but become even more deliberate in his seeking motions. His cock felt as if it were getting bigger and harder and pushing even deeper into me. Then he stilled as it began to pulse and I knew that he was cumming. He came hard with a loud moan, releasing himself into me. I let him ride his orgasm through until it was unbearable for him and he fell onto the bed with me. We lay there sweat-covered and catching our breath for a few moments with his cock still inside of my pussy. Finally, I could not take it any longer and I leaned over and kissed him. "Cory, that was amazing. I haven't come that hard in...God knows how long. Thank you." He looked at me, as if he wanted to say something. Instead he kissed me on the neck and pulled me towards him. It was not long until we were asleep. ***** I woke to the feel of the afternoon sun on my back and Cory's tongue on my nipple. He was having ample fun licking it into a bud and teasing it gently with his teeth. "Hello Sleepy." "Hi." I yawned and stretched; this just egged him on. I have to admit that his oral ministrations were lovely and I could feel myself getting wet all over again as I looked down at him. I moaned a deep, sleepy moan and was reaching for him when he suddenly stopped. "I want to watch you again." "Really?" "Yes. Make yourself come for me." Who was I to deny him? I leaned forward to kiss him, but he pulled away. "I just want to watch." Ok, sounded good to me. I leaned back and again spread myself wide. I licked the tips of my fingers. One went to my already tight nipple and I teased the peak. The other reached for my cunt. I knew that I had to be gentle, though, because I was so sensitive and sore already. I started by calmly stroking the hood, wanting to coax even more juices out of my wet pussy. Sometimes I used just the tip of my finger and other times I scratched softly with my nail. Soon, I was dripping wet and I dipped my fingers into myself. Feeling full again was almost too much and, after fucking myself deeply inside, I decided that I just wanted to come with my fingers on my clit. I moved one hand there to work in lazy circles and the other to my tit to play with the bud. I was so sensitive from earlier in the day that it did not take long before I was moaning, arching and aching for release. I had been tied up in working on myself, but when I opened my eyes I saw Cory touching his hard cock, stroking it quickly up and down. I knew that his look of desire was for me: for my open pussy and my groping hand. It was so intense, so lust filled and predicative of the future, that it sent me over the edge. I called out his name and rubbed my clit furiously. He must have been pleased: I heard him grunt his own release and felt strings of his cum land on my stomach. We stayed cumming together for what felt like ages. Finally, we both started coming down from the high and found that we could catch our breath. I glanced over at him and found him looking back. "Thank you. I love watching you do that...I have actually wanted to see that for a long time." I smiled at him and scooted closer. I regarded him without touching him and then leaned in for a quick kiss. "Are you hungry? I was thinking about making some lunch, if you'd like to join me when you're cleaned up." "Lunch sounds awesome." "Good." I stood up and, without grabbing anything to throw on, went downstairs to start cooking. As much as I wanted him to join me in the kitchen, as much as I wanted to share a naked meal with him, I also hoped that later on I could walk into my room and catch him hard and wanting.