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A Lovers BJ

By: ladybabelady



Your lover walks into your room, her hips swaying slightly with her walk causing her the tiny red silk dress she has off to brush softly across her legs, her long brunette hair pooling around her shoulders and curling just under her breasts. Her long legs are covered with tight highs that disappear under the skirt of her dress. Her shoes are a pair of knee high snug fitting black leather high heel boots. As your gaze travel up those long legs and up over her skirt you see a plunging neck line in her dress, barley covering the tips of her breasts. Thin red straps link over her shoulders and a single necklace with such a delicate chain that you can barely see it holds a small silver cross amulet, your gaze continues to travel up to her face where you see her lips glossed and wet, her blue eyes twinkling with mischief and something else, maybe a hint of lust. She tosses her hair over her shoulders and proceeds to walk over to you after your inspection. Perching herself on the edge of the desk in your room, she faces your bed where you are sitting on the edge. She leans over to slowly slide her boots off causing the front of her dress to fall forward, exposing her breasts in full view for your eyes, her nipples perking a little already. Finished with her boots, she sets them aside and places one leg on either side of you up on the bed, also allowing your gaze to travel up her skirt and allowing you to see the tops of her thigh highs and more. She moans at you seductively, watching you gaze at her. 

As you look at her hungrily she is satisfied she has thoroughly caught your attention, she slides herself from the desk and stands pulling you up to your feet as well. She bends down in front of you breathing on you hotly through your pants as she slowly takes out the button and zipper holding them up. She slides them down your legs and follows them with your boxers, exposing your hard erect manhood for the world to see. She moans at the site of you, out of want, love, desire, lust, and passion. She tosses your clothing aside and runs her hands up the sides of your legs, and over your chest, her hands sliding under your shirt and pulling it off of you as well. 

She pushes you back down to your bed and settles herself down between you legs, teasing you with hot breaths of air, hovering over your swelling cock, her lips occasionally brushing against your shaft, her fingertips slightly touching you. She strokes your balls with her fingertips with a bit more pressure, finally cupping her hand around them, she gently squeezes as she licks over the tip of your hard cock with her hot tongue. She licks on the edges of your hood, breathing hotly down your shaft as she does, stroking your balls, squeezing them a bit more, tasting the drops of moisture pooling at your tip, moaning at the taste of you. She closes her eyes to absorb the taste of you, closing her mouth on your tip, sucking gently on it, lingering over the tip, occasionally flicking her tongue down further, but staying at the top. She finally pushes her mouth down on you inch by slow inch, swirling her tongue hotly around you, her mouth making you very wet, presses her tongue against the vein of you, moaning as she gently sucks on you continuing to take more of you into her mouth very slowly. She looks up at you through her eyelashes, watching you with passion filling her eyes, her hair falls around your crotch, brushing softly around that area, she picks up your silk boxers and uses them to rub your balls with, making it more smooth to rub on you, sliding the silk as it heats up in her hands.

She reaches the base of you with her lips, lashes her tongue across your vein and slowly starts to pull back up, sucking on you as she does, pressing her lips tight around you and her tongue against your vein, and catching the drops of pre-cum in her mouth. She reaches the tip of you and once again she teases the tip, flicking her tongue over, licking and tasting you, and slides back down you shaft a bit faster this time, her mouth a bit tighter.

Feeling you buck your hips in time with her movement, moaning louder she settles into a rhythm of stroking and squeezing your balls, her eyes are closed taking you into her mouth. She pulls up a bit faster, sucking as she does, and pushes back down again, harder, more quickly, her lips tight around you, her tongue pressed hotly on your vein, her hands increasing in pace with her mouth.

Hearing you groan aloud your pleasure slowly rising she takes more of you into her mouth and throat and licks up the length of you, flicking her tongue over the tip. She swirls around you with her tongue, sucking gently upon your hard cock, licking your ridges. She takes you deeper into her mouth, lashing her tongue across you as she goes down, licks and sucks back up the length of you, flicking her tongue repeatedly over the tip of you, sucking gently, licking up the drops of moisture you have released.

When she hears you moan with want as you teeter at the edge.

she tightens her lips over you and slide you fully into her mouth and throat, pressing her tongue against the vein of you as she pushes down to your base again, moans around you as she pulls back up, sucking on you. She massages your balls as she does this gently squeezing them, sucking on you, and licking over every inch of you, moving faster, hotter, and tighter over your hard delicious cock.

Feeling you push yourself deep into her mouth, moaning loudly as you cum hard she massages your balls, gently squeezing them, sucking on you, licking over every inch of you, moving faster, hotter, and tighter over your hard delicious cock, licking up every drop of your cum, swallowing it as she looks up at you through her eyelashes, enjoying the taste of you. Sucking on you as she slowly pulls off your cock, she smiles and settles down at your side on the bed.

A Lover's Confession



Churches and cathedrals did funny things to me. In the House of The Lord, I managed to find my urges bubbling quietly until it boiled out of control. I'm an atheist, a fledgling one. No such emotions to be felt when I was in a temple or a synagogue. 

It would always be in a church. My 'stab-in-the-dark' suggested that it could be the beauty that was within the building despite of tits rotten core and history that brought out the animal in me. 

When I looked around I saw solemn statues of the Virgin, she hadn't had any action, let alone saw one in a millennia or more. Maybe that was why she looked so forlorn. Mary oversees the entire church with her grand stature. She was a marble white figure with her painted china face and her blue robe faded by the passage of time. 

I wanted Mother Mary to forgive me because of he urges that the church stirred in me. Neither a brothel nor a strip club, a church. Then, there were these dark, grotesque paintings of the fourteen stations around the main section of the church. A thread of images depicting His journey from the bloodied ground, his crucifixion and his ascendancy to Heaven. Scenes of sorrow that ended in joy.

When I walked in the church I felt that its floors hand been burdened by the steps of sinners. When I smelled the frankincense in the air I inhaled the breaths of sinners. When I perk up my ears I heard the confessions of sinners. We were all born sinners and there was nothing we could do about it. I would rather sin than to be a frigid forlorn statue.

There was a memory that surfaced from all these years... there was a place in the church itself that I could sin like there were no tomorrow. Tell me lover, do you remember the confessionals? In the evenings we tend to sneak into one of the empty wooden rooms. Claustrophobia did not bother me the slightest when I was in one of the rooms with you.

Your dark hair and eyes pulled me into the darkness. A body strong and healthy due to being battered by the outdoors attracted me so. The virtues of wet, lingering French kisses. You often left me breathless; I could have died a million times. Tongues lingering in each other's mouth. A moan or two barely escaping. Your taste in your mouth and lips I could not forget. The sweet scent and rich taste of black coffee, your favourite beverage.

Your wandering hands would fondle my tits as you kissed me, I was ready to die for the umpteenth time. Feeling my hillocks underneath my favorite strapless blue dress. I loved it when you fondle my tits as if they could break any minute. You accepted me as a woman and I was happy that they've given you hours of enjoyment. 

You would pull my dress up so that you could see what was beneath. I was naked, my dark fuzz of hair blatantly announced "Honey, no panties today!". I never wore panties in church.

When I closed my eyes I could feel your lips lingered around my nipples forever and then you sucked them with a force that almost knocked me down in the confessional. Sucking like a wet vacuum. The noises turned me on greatly I could feel a slither of wetness dropping onto the skin of my thighs.

I asked you to stop sucking my tits and I turned around to face the wall with my ass in full view to your eyes. It was an unspoken signal for you to spoon against me. I loved this one as it was tender and I could feel so close to you. The skin on my back could feel your chest, sparse of hair but hard with muscles. 

Your fingers than cupped my tits and fondling my nipples until they become as stiff as bullets. I could imagine you feeling the same between your legs and the constraints your jeans pressed upon your cock was killing you. Demanding release.

"Honey I'm so hard for you right now, I'm taking off my jeans so you'll know how hard I am for you. How hard you're making me now," you whispered with a trace of lust. I already know. When you were aroused I could smell sex in the air. Even in the house of God.

My darling, hardness was an understatement. You were rock solid. You pressed your chest against my back and tugged a chunk of my dark hair like pulling a puppet's strings. I was under your spell.

My nails scratched against the wooden wall as you pulled my hair towards you. You pulled your jeans down and surely enough your balls were dangling and rubbing against my inner thighs. Balls heavy with sperm, only for me.

"Honey, would you let me fuck you right now? I need to be inside you. I'm aching. Not seeing you for months are driving me mad, god please..." you were pleading and begging to be inside my velvet cunt, which now slick and hungry for cock.

"Yes, do it. I need your cock right now, in my cunt. Darling, I've waited forever just to see you, touch you and now feel you again. Fuck me, fuck me please, I'm begging you," it was my voice but I was pretty sure I was possessed by my own lusty desires for the man I love.

My slick soft pussy was stretching to its limit as you have such a cock generous in girth. Thick like a breakfast sausage, deliciously placed in my pussy. A glorious cock just for me with its lovely juices ready to explode. As you were pushing slowly inside me I asked you to pull my hair. "Honey, pull my hair," that was it. Pull my hair. You pulled my dark locks hard until my head faced the imaginary sky upwards. You pulled and pulled as you pushed harder inside me.

" Look what you made me do, you're going to hell with me whether you like it or not," your lusty whispered sent electric currents all over my body. You fucked me harder than ever before, hands gripping the flesh of my round ass. My body shook and I tried to keep my footing by gripping against the wall, it felt like a futile exercise. I could see scratch marks- the one I created using my nails to hold on to lest I fall. 

I dread to think of the unfortunates who had to confess inside this very box we were fucking in. what would go through their heads I wonder when they saw the scratch marks on the wall? 

I moved with you as you took me like a beast in the confessional. Thoughts running wild as drips of my juice came streaming down my legs. I could feel you very powerful against me, possessing my body.

Forces of nature reached its peak and I felt an earthquake on the ground, a tornado around my head and a volcano exploding hot, sweet come into the depths of my earthy liquid-rich tunnel. Our liquids blended to create something sacred that soothed the pain of loneliness and longing.

The liquid cooled the heat of my skin as it slithered down my pussy, my thighs and legs and lastly touched the carpeted floor of the confessional. This was ecstasy.

As we dressed we were still dancing inside from the thrill of expressing our love in a holy house. When we opened the door the church was empty and our steps echoed against the walls. 

The frankincense still lingered, a certain stillness that came forth after the chaotic force of nature that stirred our bodies. I walked with my beloved hand in hand from the church knowing that we've been cleansed of our sins. We had promised to meet again in the church, if we'd ever sinned again, like we would naturally incline to do. We sinned. We could not help or change if we tried. This is what makes us human.



A Lovers Desire



"Come here." He motioned with his index finger in an effort to trump my hesitation. "Drew, I..." The inside of my mouth grew dry and I traced my tongue over my lips to moisten them. Reluctantly, I took a step towards him. "That's it sexy." He closed the hairline distance between us and draped his arm over my tense shoulders. "Come on now, you'll enjoy this." He lifted my chin with his finger to meet his eyes. "It's what you want remember."

The allure of his hazel eyes shone in assuredness, alleviating my reservations.

"And I want to give you what you want." His lips gently brushed mine.

I nodded, and looked over towards the bed at her naked silhouette. She was beautiful, I must confess. And for whatever reason, she stirred an unfamiliar tingle deep inside me. Not the uncontrollable 'God I can't stand it anymore, fuck me now.' No, it wasn't that type of hunger. Hell, we knew nothing of each other, outside of the fact; that less than an hour ago, she sweetly served us one drink after another. However, now, tiny currents of ripples travelled and teased my cunt. Secretly, I wondered what it would be like to kiss her. To feel the warm wetness of her tongue lick up, down, and dance around mine. Very soft and teasingly you know? Sweet, feminine and slow. I squeezed my thighs against the arousing ache, trying to push away the thought of taking her firm breast in my hands and tweaking her perfectly rounded nipple.

"It's okay sweetheart." She extended her hand. "Come here. It's all in fun," She flashed an angelic smile. "You'll enjoy it, I promise."

She placed her delicate hand in mine, sending both shock and excitement riveting through my body. I wasn't quite as prepared as I'd claimed to be, and stood wishing Drew's arms were still around me. He moved in behind me and pressed his eager cock into my ass.

"I won't fuck her I promise." He pulled back the hair from my neck and bit into it.

The man knew without reserve, how to make me surrender. The warm wetness of his tongue bathed my neck and my body intuitively arched in response. "Mmm...I see you like that kitten." She purred and closed the distance between us.

With a smile, she trailed her finger, followed by her tongue, down the opposite side of my neck. Lightly, she nipped the nape. My body kicked into overdrive and I pushed my ass deeper into Drew's cock, forcing my hardened nipples into her. She reciprocated, and pressed her much heavier tits into my ultra sensitive peaks.

"I love your tiny tits," She moved the soft, round weight of them in a slow seductive circle. "And your full hard nipples....Mmm" She teased the swollen tips of my nipples, and my cunt cried out in torture. Drew dug his hand inside of my mini skirt. His breath, still hot and heavy, hovered like a cloud and he bit down hard into the raw column of my neck. "Drew" His name translucently fell from my lips in a pant as he rammed two wide-spread fingers inside my throbbing wet cunt. His thick fingers glided and hammered with rugged strength through the silk of my juices. "Oh yeah."

I grinded my greedy hips further down onto his fingers, taking them in as far as they could possibly go. He dug in deeper, and reached around with his free hand to pinch and pull my nipple. My fucking cunt burned and I could feel the swell of sweet pussy juice building. Teasingly, she trailed her finger down the length of my body.

"You like getting finger fucked, don't you sweetie?" She reached between my legs, drawing the juice from Drew's fingers and massaged it into my clit.

"God, Yes!" I tilted my hips to allow her better access, which also permitted Drew to drill my cunt harder. Their fingers seesawed with precision. Simultaneously pounding and rubbing. Rubbing and pounding. Fucking me. "Oh...Fuck my cunt please!"

"Go on baby, be a whore. Get off on it; it makes my fucking cock hard." He reached for his cock and started pumping it.

I slid my hand in between her trim thighs and spread the soft petals of her pussy. God, she was fucking wet and her cunt cream permeated the air. The perfumed essence filled my senses. Fuck she smelled so good...she made my cunt water and I sank my fingers into her.

"Oh..." The heavy black layered mascara of her lashes fluttered, as she swayed her hips in a circle.

"Want to taste her cunt baby?"

Drew tugged on his cock, pumping more vehemently. The friction reddened the tip of his swollen head. "Oh, yes!"

"Mmm...bet you do sexy. But not yet." I withdrew my two fingers from her cunt and licked the tips. "Oh baby, she tastes so fucking good." I slid the remainder of my two soaking wet fingers all the way into my mouth. "Mmmm...so fucking sweet."

"Ah..." He tightened his grip on his cock and jerked faster. His breath came in short bursts and the slit of his head leaked out a stream of pre-cum.

I eased my cunt from his drilling fingers and lowered my mouth to his cock. My mouth watered the instant my tongue lapped up the salty, hot liquid.

"Oh baby, you taste so fucking good too." I claimed his mouth and our tongues collided, spearing to share the taste. "Don't you dare move or cum, okay." He nodded and licked his lips.

On my knees, I scooted over and parted her legs further. The trembling of her legs pelted against my cheek, and I spread the wings of her slippery folds.

"You want me to tongue fuck you sweetie?" My finger lingered and rimmed her hole. I flicked her clit with my tongue. "Huh?" I dipped my finger in a little more. "You want me to tongue fuck, your pretty little pussy?" I rubbed the plentiful juice over the smooth mound of her bare pussy.

"Yes! Fuck my cunt please...." She gripped my hair, and pushed her cum drenched pussy into my face. "Fuck it."

She thrust her hips, and rode my face in slow, deep circles. I matched the rhythmic movements of her hips and buried my tongue and nose into her wanton precious pussy. Her sweet juice slathered my face and she arched. I gripped her ass, and buried three fingers into her quivering cunt.

"I'm gonna eat your fucking cunt until you fill my mouth with your sweet, sweet cum." I drew her clit into my mouth and suckled her honey. The dark depths of her heated pussy set my fingers on fire and I sucked harder on the solid ball of her clit. "You like that too huh? Being finger fucked." I circled the walls of her cunt nice and slow before slipping them all the way up inside her. "Oh yeah you do. You like me fucking you with my fingers." I licked the opening of her warm slick cunt. "And fucking your hot cunt with my tongue."

"Fuck yes!" She pushed her hips further into my mouth and deeper onto my fingers. In a moment she'd flood my mouth with her heated cum and my pussy contracted in a wave of burning aches.

"Ohh....Ohhh" Drew moaned with each pounding stroke of his rock solid cock. "Yes! You guys are so fucking hot." He pumped. "I can't stand it."

I slid my tongue out of her juicy cunt and inserted a third finger. "Don't you dare cum! Get over here and fuck the shit out of my pussy baby."

She lowered to the floor onto her back, and I remained on all fours, as he moved in and inched his cock up to my opening.

"You want my big fat cock in your wet pussy baby?" He slid his warm cock through my wetness, drawing it from my hole up through to my swollen clit and back again. "You want me to fuck your cunt?" He teased my cunt further with his cock.

"Oh yes baby! Please!" Intuitively, my whore legs spread further and I tilted my ass up in plea for him to take me.

"I'm gonna fuck your wet cunt so hard." He fed the tip of his head into my pussy. "And then I'm going to fuck that tight, sweet, slut ass of yours."

"Yes baby! Fuck my cunt. Fuck my ass." I pushed my cunt deeper onto his cock. Desperate to have him bury the remainder of his hardness into my pussy. "Fuck your cunt!" I closed my lips over her pussy, and sucked her cunt more aggressively.

"Eat that pussy baby." He whipped the side of my ass. "You like the taste of her cunt cream, don't you?" He inched his cock in further. "Ah...yeah you do, you little cunt whore." He pushed down on my hips and drove the rest of his cock into my cunt.

"Oh...fuck it baby." The silk juice of my pussy slid over the length of his cock, in and out, matching his thrusts. "Fuck it hard!" I buried two fingers in her cunt and she lifted her hips up from the floor.

"Make me cum." She threaded her thin fingers past my cheeks, into my hair, and smashed her naked cunt further into my face. "Oh yes!"

Drew hammered my pussy, his thick cock filled the walls of my cunt and the burn of building cum swelled throughout my navel.

"Cum baby!" He fucked more profusely. "Cum all over my big, hard, cock."

Our breaths heaved, in lustful pants, and we pounded each other more viciously. "Oh! Oh God! I'm Cumming!" Her legs tightened below me and she arched the small of her back. "Yes! Yes!" She gripped my face and filled my mouth with her hot, sweet cum.

"Fuck!" Drew pounded forth another deep thrust. His tight cock pulsed against the walls of my cunt. "I'm gonna fucking cum inside you."

"Fill my cunt baby." I rode his cock faster and harder, licking her sweet juice from my lips. "Fucking cum inside me!"

"Oh, Oh, Oh..." His forceful thrusts slowed and his cock swelled into rapid pulses.

"Yes baby, yes!" I tightened my cunt around his cock. "Fill my cunt."

"Oh..." He gripped my hips and stiffened behind me. His cock throbbed against the walls of my cunt and he shot his wad in plentiful spurts deep inside my warm, wet pussy. "Oh yes."

"Mmm..." I gently released his spent cock and turned around to kiss him. "Feel better sexy?"

He nodded and smiled. "You just don't even know."

"You eat cunt good, sweetie. Best I've ever had." She planted a kiss on my cheek and snaked her hand between my damp thighs.

My body was exhausted but for some reason my cunt still craved to be touched...by her. "You liked that huh?" I said teasingly and spread my legs slightly.

"It's one of the best feelings in the world." She rubbed her hand through the mixture of mine and Drew's cum. Tucking her wet fingers in the folds of my pussy, she lowered to my erect nipple and flicked the very tip of it with her tongue.

God, how is it possible to be this turned on? I slowly rode her fingers, bearing down on them. She inserted the rest of her fingers. Slowly turning and spreading them inside my cunt. She nipped my nipple between her teeth and gave a playful pull.

"Baby, I want to see her eat your pussy." Drew's breath cascaded down my spine. "Let her taste your sweet cunt." He pinched my free nipple.

"One taste." I smiled. "Because I want your cock in my mouth."

He smiled and she lowered her head in between my cum drenched legs. The warm wet tip of her tongue kissed my clit. Fuck! Her tongue darted out for another lick, then another.

"Feels so fucking good." I combed my fingers through her hair, drawing her closer into my pussy.

"You two taste so fucking good!" She withdrew her fingers from my slick cunt and dipped her tongue into my cream filled pussy. "Yum! Makes me so fucking wet." She lowered a finger to her cunt and playfully traced it over her clit. "Mmm..."

Drew took his cock in hand and slowly stroked it. "That's it girl. Don't stop."

She rimmed the opening of my hole with her two fingers. "You're so wet." She brought her hand from her pussy and used it to spread open the lips of my juicy cunt. "I love the way you taste." She took my clit in her mouth and slowly slid her fingers in and out of my pussy.

"She does taste fucking good, doesn't she?" Drew pumped his cock.

"Mmm...hmmm." She licked in full, wide circles. Driving her fingers in deeper.

"Tongue fuck me!" I tugged her hair, pulling her teasing tongue from my clit. She nestled further in between my thighs and licked my hole as she slid her fingers in and out. I eased her head lower and tilted my ass, bringing it straight to her tongue. "Fucking lick it!" She swiped a quick lick with the tip of her wet tongue. Then another, with the full length of her tongue, deep, around the hole of my ass and up into my cunt. "Oh yes! Just like that."

Drew stroked his cock faster and tighter. "Oh yeah! Lick her ass." He pumped. "Tongue fuck that sweet, tight ass."

She buried her face deeper into my ass cheeks, butting her tongue up the rim of my hole. The warm, wetness of her tongue swirled around my ass and she sank her fingers into my cunt.

"Fuck yes! Fuck me." I pushed deeper into her face and she buried her fingers inside me. "Fucking make me cum...eat me." She pushed her tongue up past the rim of my ass and bobbed her tongue in and out of my tight hole.

"Mmmm...." Drew pumped and brought his tightly veined cock up to my mouth.

I circled the taut head with my mouth, dipping my tongue into his opening.

"You're gonna cum down the back of my fucking throat." I took his whole tip into my mouth and swirled my tongue over his fat swollen head. He slid his hand down a little and fed me another inch of his stiff cock.

I wiggled my hips and pulled her tongue from my ass.

"Get up here and give me what I really want."

"Baby no, let her fuck..."

"Sshh...no." I licked the tip of his cock. "We had an agreement remember? And you promised you'd give me what I want right."

He nodded and smiled. "Okay, if it's really what you want."

"It is." I winked and withdrew his hands from his hard cock.

He stood erect and I scooted over on my knees slightly, to allow her enough room to kneel beside me.

"Thank you. That felt so fucking good." I kissed her lips. "But this is what I really want." I smiled. "What I really desire."

She smiled and I placed my fingers in a circle below the head of Drew's cock. She traced the inner muscles of his legs with her fingers. I lowered my other hand to his balls and played with his well hung sac until she brought her delicate hands to his cock, alongside mine.

"He's got one of the best cock's I've ever seen." She toyed with his balls and trailed her finger along the side of his rock solid cock. "You're a very lucky girl."

"Yes, I am! And he can fuck like nobody else." I licked the right side of his balls. "You're a lucky girl too you know. You get to taste this big, fat, hard, cock." I slid my tongue over the left side of his nuts.

"I can't fucking wait to taste him." She lightly stroked the head of his cock and lowered her mouth to his balls. She drew her wet tongue across the swollen sac.

"Oh..." He spread his stance and placed his hands on top of our heads.

"He tastes fucking good, doesn't he?" I licked again.

"God yes!" She lapped.

In unison, we slowly pumped his cock and licked his balls all over. Up, and down, side to side, meeting in the middle of his engorged sac. I licked her tongue and we bathed his balls with our wet, warm mouths. We each drew in one of nuts into our mouths and sucked lightly.

"Oh my God, feels so fucking good." He pushed his heated balls deeper into our faces.

I moved up the length of his shaft, to his head, and she continued to tongue his balls. Our hands encased his hardness and we stroked and pumped his long, hard cock.

"Oh Fuck." His breath quickened and he tightened his grip.

"You like your cock being sucked baby?" I slipped my hand down a tad, pushing her hand further down his cock. I took what was left of his exposed cock into my mouth. "Mmm..."

"Yes!" He thrust and I drew my mouth to the top of his head.

"You like the way she licks your balls baby?" I sucked the circumference of his head. "Does her fucking tongue feel good on your balls?" I swirled my tongue over his fat head. "You like the way we pump your cock?" I placed my hand over her hand and we tightened our grips around his length and stroked him faster. "You fucking like that baby?" "God Yes!" 

Her head moved side to side, and up and down as her tongue raked all over his balls. My cunt burned, knowing damn well, how good her tongue fucking felt. I sucked harder on Drew's cock.

"Fuck yeah!" She pumped faster and met me at the top of his engorged cock. "Let me taste." She dipped her tongue in my mouth briefly and lowered her mouth over his head. "Mmm."

I slid my tongue down the side of Drew's cock, skipping over our conjoined hands and stopped at the base of his cock. "Fuck her mouth baby." I lowered my hands to his balls and cupped them lightly, licking his nuts in between my fingers. "Come on baby, fuck!" I spread his ass and circled my tongue around his hole. "Gonna tongue fuck your ass baby." I poked my tongue into his ass and he stiffened.

"Fuck! Oh baby, fuck my ass." His breath quickened and I drove my tongue further into his ass. The heavy weight of his balls slapped my face as she bobbed and pumped his cock.

"Feels so fucking good! Don't stop! Don't stop!" His nuts tightened in my hands.

"Oh look at your hard fucking cock." She tugged his shaft faster and harder. "You like her tongue up your ass? Is she fucking your ass good?"

"Yes! Yes! Oh...."

I slipped the tip of my finger up his ass and licked all around. "Mmm..."

"I'm gonna cum!" He panted.

"No!" She stilled pumping him and squeezed his cock. "Not yet." She made her way down to his balls and I licked my way up to his cock.

"You want to cum baby?" I swiped my tongue over his opening and lapped up his pre-cum. "You want to shoot your hot cum down the back of my throat."

"Yes! Oh fucking yes!" He fisted my hair. "Gonna cum all over your pretty face."

"Fucking cum all over my face baby!" I slapped his hard cock against the side of my cheeks. "Fucking use me."

"I'm going to fucking cum all over you." His eyes bore down into mine.

"Yes! You're gonna feed me your cum while she tongue fucks your ass baby." I took his whole cock into my mouth, until the tip of his head hit the back of my throat.

"Baby." His cock tightened and pulsed against my mouth and I slowly drug my mouth and tongue back up to his head.

"Come on baby! Fuck my mouth. Feed me your hot cum." I took him partially in and came back up. "Does her tongue feel good in your ass?" I pumped him. "She's fucking you, you know that? You fucking like that don't you? Makes you so fucking hot." I dipped down and gathered more pre-cum on the tip of my tongue. "You're gonna fucking explode. Come on baby, cum down my throat and all over my pretty face, while she tongue fucks your ass." I took his whole cock back in. All the way down until his fat cock tipped the back of my throat and filled my cheeks.

He gripped my head and thrust. "Ah..." His solid cock twitched and pulsed in my mouth. "Ah...baby, ah...Oh..." His body stilled, and he flooded the back of my throat with his river of hot cum.

"Oh yeah." She met me at his cock and the smell of his ass escaped her breath. I slowly rose from his spent cock, lapping up the remainder of his salty liquid and swallowed it.

"The smell of his cum on your breath is incredible." She licked her lips and leaned in. "Care to share?"

"Mmm...tell me about it. The smell of his ass on you is intoxicating." I smashed my lips around her wet, plump lips and slowly parted them with my tongue.

"Hey now, you two." He laughed and gently separated us. "As long as we are giving out taste tests, you must share and share alike."

He slid his tongue out and the three of us licked each other's tongues for a moment. "Very good." He licked his lips. "So baby," He enveloped me in his arms. "Tell me, was it everything you wanted?"

I smiled. "Baby, you are and all I ever wanted." I softly kissed his lips. "You're such a lucky girl."

"Amen." I gave her a wink. "Yes, he's an incredible lover as you said. And my lover fulfills my every desire. I want for nothing more."

She kissed the side of my cheek and gave Drew a peck. "And you're a lucky man." She smiled. "If your lover should ever want or have any desire, please call me." She squeezed my hand and eyed him. "I guarantee I will beat you to her intoxicating pussy. I wasn't lying when I said it's the best I've ever had." She reached for her purse and turned back towards him. "You don't have to fuck me, but I'll promise you, I'm fucking her pussy too."




A Lovers Desire



The three of us shared a round of laughter. "Just remember, she made me an even luckier girl tonight."



A Lovers Greeting



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first attempt at writing anything of any possible note for those that browse this site, it may eventually become part of a larger work if people think it is of an acceptable standard. Please enjoy.



With a degree of anticipation the door whispers open at her touch, glad to be home after the long day but also eager to be, knowing who is waiting for her, and after the previous nights exertions looking forward to so much more.

The swing of the door disturbs the end of a trail of rose petals leading further into the apartment, with a smile chasing across her lips as she discards her jacket on the nearby hook and her bag alongside before following the petals with eager curiosity.

The trail first weaving through the lounge and up over a small table there where glass of rose colored wine sits amid a scattering of petals, with a flash of a smile she plucks the glass free and takes a small sip of its sweetness, before continuing.

The petals leading on towards the kitchen, and there besides the door she spies a small box upon the side table, nestled in a petal bed and containing small pieces of some candied fruit, selecting one and while absently nibbling a piece from it nudges the kitchen door open.

Beyond she finds the trail leads around and up to the breakfast counter where upon a silken cushion lies a single fresh cut rose with a small slip of card beneath, moving towards them she first picks up and smells the rose, breathing in its gentle scent then putting it aside the glass reaches for the card.

Turning it over she finds just three words written upon it 'I love you'.

Suddenly she feels hands sliding about her waist, his hands, then the heat of him pressed tight against her, his head pressing up over her shoulder to provide tender kisses along the nape of her neck and eliciting a moan from her at the caress, just what she has been so eager to feel all day.

Continuing the caress he lets his kisses deepen as her soft scent fills his senses, teeth gently scraping over her skin and his hands slowly caressing upwards from her waist to cup her ample bosom through her silken blouse, enjoying the eager squirm of her against him as her hands slide up over his and the rose tumbles to the floor.

His eager kisses move up to explore up close against her ear making her almost dizzy with the pleasure of it, she drops her hands and reaches back to caress him in turn, aiming to grasp his ass, and her hands meet bare skin... and with eager delight she realizes he is naked behind her.

Now the rigid bulge of him pressed against her firm behind feels more pronounced and much more intriguing, she lets her long nails scrape gently over his bare skin as her nipples begin to harden and rise beneath his touch, eager for everything he has to offer.

Releasing one of her breasts he lets one hand trace delicately down her body to press gently but eagerly at the mound of her pussy through the fabric of her short skirt, arching her back against him she groans with desire pressing that rigid member of his harder against her firm ass and letting her nails bite slightly into his thighs.

With a delicate curl of his tongue he flicks the lobe of her ear and then with a half step back lets his hands slide across her body to grasp the hem of her skirt and raise it at each side to her waist, exposing her shapely ass and her black silken underwear to his view and eager attentions.

His closeness and hands return to caressing her tingling skin, his right sliding delicately up the inside of her blouse and again teasing over her sensitive breast and lacy bra while his other traces the fabric of her underwear down and between her thighs, his fingers stroking along the lace until she can feel them pressed directly over her hot and willing pussy.

His hot breath returns to her neck as with one hand he gently traces over her bosom making her nipples tingle as they become extremely aroused, whilst with the other he lets his fingers stroke delicately back and forth over the fabric concealing her delicate pussy, sending delicious shivers through her body, her hands uncertain whether to grab him tightly or the counter for support as she squirms in eagerness.

Closing her eyes she rides the delicious sensations, the heat and the joy of him as his fingertips tease over her clit then stroke down the length of her sensitive lips again and again, the gentle squeezing caress over her breast and almost too hard nipples, the dizzying nibble of his kisses deep in her neck, loving every moment, never wanting it to end.

'Bend over' he whispers softly and she is more than eager to do so, knowing what will follow and so ready for it, almost desperate for it now. He slackens his hold on her as she grasps the counter top, his hands return to her hips and he gently grasps the lacy sides of her underwear and slowly draws them down until they fall freely to her ankles.

His hand caresses the firm cheek of her perfect ass as she steps free of the garment before he moves up tight to her. Ready and eager to please her he takes his rigid length in one hand and holding it low slips it between her thighs to rest against the mound of her hot bare pussy.

Gently he moves back and forth letting the shaft of him trace over her delicious opening, letting his thickness slide against those tender wet lips of hers and the head of his shaft tickle over that sensitive clit, her eagerness to feel him inside increasing and she responds with a soft moan and arches her back more letting that shaft tease over her pussy more fully.

The juice of her coating his rigid member as it teases between those soft lips, her desire to feel him inside almost too much to bare and just when she is about to grasp his shaft and push it inside to relieve the torment he allows the tip of his thick length to slip between those delicious folds, sending a thrill tingling along her skin and gasp in satisfaction.

Slowly he starts to ease his length into her, moving in slow thrusts and working deeper and deeper with each, she bends lower over the counter and steps slightly wider, both loving that soft warm caress of her wet tender lips stroking along his shaft and his thickness sliding hot and deep into the heart of her.

The gentle grind of her hips matching his slow but penetrating thrusts, the full length of his shaft slipping in and out of that delicious tight wet opening of hers, the thickness of him stroking gently against those caressing walls of her, his rough hands softly roving the cheeks of her ass as his length spears into her again and again.

With the speed of his thrusts slowly increasing he takes hold of her hips and she bends fully to the counter, now realizing why the cushion was there, his firm and juice covered length sliding full and deep into her time and again, feeling his thickness strike so deep into her as that delicious sensation of orgasm starts its build.

Still grinding back to meet him, wanting every part of him inside her, loosing herself to the waves of pleasure resounding from that glorious sensation of him filling her so completely, head spinning as she feels that orgasm getting closer and closer and unable to stop herself from moaning in time with each delicious thrust.

The gentle slap of their bodies coming together, the soft squeeze of her juicy pussy around that hard length of him as it dives into her, the delicious sensations at each long stroke exquisite, his rough hands teasing over her skin all pushing them both further and further towards release.

His thrusting gaining more and more urgency, his hands now firm upon her hips, her moaning getting louder in turn, bodies quivering together as they strive for that superb release. She feels that edge approaching, and grinds harder against his thrusts, eager for every part of him to fill her, wanting all of him to be part of that explosion of ecstasy, wanting to feel every part of him twitch and pump inside her as he releases.

One deep thrust, then another and she feels it rolling over her, that glorious cascade of orgasm, with legs quivering and skin tingling that rhythmic explosion overtakes her senses and her well teased pussy grips down on that thrusting length of him again and again as it continues to dive deep inside her, an aching moan escaping her as she looses all sense but for the joy of it all.

His continued thrusting sending wave after wave of dizzying joy through her as her orgasm rolls on and on, just as one set of convulsions starts to wane another follows behind, every eager part of her gripping and caressing his thick length time and again, loving what he is doing to her, loving the feel of his length slamming deep into her and wanting him to release inside of her.

Then with a shuddering moan of his own she feels him thrust two, three times more into her and that rigid shaft begin to pulse hard inside her, a hot jet of him splashing deep inside her convulsing pussy, sending her to new heights as she squeezes it all the tighter, milking his exquisite shaft for every drop he has to give.

Releasing her hips he trails his hands languidly over the small of her back as she straightens to meet his enfolding embrace, his shaft still firm inside her pussy as they both ride the after shocks still rippling through her, twisting slightly she reaches up and runs her fingers though his hair before breathing in a deep sensual kiss.

As the kiss deepens she turns fully to him and lets her nails gently rake over his bare chest as his fingers stroke into her hair, his still hard shaft prominent between them, but before they get too lost in that he takes her by the hips again he motions 'up' to her and she climbs to sit upon the counter top before him, and with a final tongue twisting kiss prompts her to lay back.

As he half crouches before her he takes her long legs and slides them over his shoulders then tenderly starts to kiss his way along the inside of her silky thighs, letting his warm breath tickle over her skin and the playful scrape of his teeth start to tease her, working his way towards her still hot and wet pussy.

An almost agonizing tease running through her body as his kisses quickly reach the top of her thighs, his breath now caressing over her soft pussy, and with her straining to see and nails trying to grip the counter-top he lets his tongue curl out and gently tickle along the edge of her sensitive lips sending her almost dizzy with sensation of it.

Gently he licks along first one soft fold and then the other, tasting the juice of her then lets the tip dart up to flick over the mound of her clit before drawing himself fully down upon her and wrapping his arms about her hips, as she shudders and moans he probes into her delicious opening with the twisting curl of his eager tongue.

A taught shudder running through her body as the length of his tongue dives deeper into her, the tip curling to stroke softly inside of her making her gasp involuntarily, her hands needing at her own breasts as she squirms within his caressing embrace and a cascade of her juices flowing for him to devour.

Then closing his mouth about one of her tender lips he alternately licks, sucks and nibbles along it, with her eyes rolling and sharp quivers running through her she cannot help but moan in contentment, one hand knotting itself in his hair as she seeks some sense of control in the dizzying enjoyment.

Letting his tongue press up to the bud of her clit, the tip uncovering it with its gentle but insistent probing and then roving back and forth over it in small but eager flicks, making her moan all the more before suddenly gasping in surprise as he breathes in deeply, sending a sudden cool chill rushing over her clit before again being wrapped in his warm caressing twisting tongue. 

Her fingers working back and forth through his hair as his exquisite attentions slowly drive her crazy, the glorious feel of his tongue darting in deep and eager as he tastes every part of her, squirming and bucking as it curls around inside of her tight wet opening, pushing her towards a very desirable and intense release.

Two, three times more he breathes in sharply, making her jump and a delicious ripple run through her pussy producing more of her delicious juice which he eagerly devours, pushing her harder and faster toward that glorious release, her legs wrapping around him, drawing him to her wanting to cum so badly.

So close now, ready to explode under his intense caress as it drives her towards ecstasy, and just as she starts that wonderful fall into convulsing joy he presses his mouth hot and firm over her clit and gently squeezes it between his teeth. 

An almost mind bending wave washing though her as her very teased pussy convulses hard and fast making her curl up and grip him tightly, every part of her tingling as she explodes in a ripple of total ecstasy, eyes rolling back and a long breathless moan escaping her as her hands lock fast into his hair.

Slowly she collapses back as intense shudders start to subside to at least a point where she can catch a breath, un-knotting herself from his hair and instead gently stroking through it as he gently licks eagerly into her pussy once again, wanting all that taste of her and to pleasure her further as the after ripples of such an intense release continue make her tremble.

Standing he lets his hands play across her trembling thighs and then on up her waist, then slowly one by one, as her breath begins to slow, he unbuttons her blouse revealing her ample bosom barely contained by its lacey black bra.

His hands caress over her breasts and hard sensitive nipples a moment before gently tracing down her hot skin to again take her hips firmly, with his rigid length prominent and clearly eager for her he drapes one leg over his arm and lets the other wrap around his waist as he eases his hard length up against her flushed pink opening.

With a delicious wave of pleasure she moans and arches as that eager shaft of him penetrates her for the second time, the thickness of him slipping smoothly between her soft delicate lips, the stiff curve of him pressing wonderfully along her soft wet inner walls as he slowly slides that full length deep inside.

Gently at first he grinds himself into her, both of them loving the glorious feel of her wrapped around him, the sight of her tender lips as they slide along his thick rigid shaft, letting one hand slide up her hot body to again caress over one of her breasts and tease that hard straining nipple.

Her hands hanging loose over her head as she lets that gentle grind of his slowly deepen, the delicious waves pleasure slowly spreading from her pussy to make her skin tingle and her breath slowly start to quicken again as she rides the waves of pleasure.

The rough touch of his hands exquisite upon her as his hard length probes hot and deep inside, feeling every part of him fill her, thrusting firm and eager as it slips almost fully out of her to dive deep and hot back inside time and again.

His rhythmic thrust increasing, her juices coating his shaft and letting his length slip easily into her, the heat building between them, the desire to feel that glorious mutual explosion together, and for a moment he bends low over her and she reaches out and pulls them together in quick but intense kiss.

Wrapping both legs over his arms now he starts to thrust harder, driving his shaft eagerly into her wet and willing pussy, a gentle moan escaping her as the full length of him strokes deep and hot into her again and again, her squeezing and caressing her own breasts as she squirms beneath him.

The glorious rush as she feels those first stirrings of her orgasm, his hard length teasing her beautifully towards that amazing release, the gentle squeeze of her as she grips that shaft of him, loving the feel of his tick firm length as it slips so wonderfully and eagerly into her again and again.

Trying to grind against his rapid thrusts, her breath as well as his becoming ragged as the intensity builds, moaning louder and letting her fingers trail along his arms as he drives himself deep into her, pushing them both towards that delicious moment, both knowing it is close.

With the sensation of him wrapped firm inside her, the sight of him as he drives wildly into her, thrusting eagerly into her and sensing her release building rapidly, the subtle grind of her hips and the feel of her soft lips stroking along his shaft are clearly too much for him, as he thrusts deep into her again and again he hits that edge and starts to erupt into her.

He thrusts hard inside her as his shaft stats to quiver and pump its own warm juice deep into her, the sensation making her head spin as her own body responds and she falls into her own orgasm, her tight pussy gripping around his quivering length as splash after splash of him fills her, and wondrous shivers running through both of them.

Holding her tight he continues his thrusting once his shaft ceases its twitching, teasing her still quivering pussy wonderfully, setting off a second lighter orgasm within her as his length almost fully leaves her and then plunges in deep, squeezing his length wonderfully as he eases himself in and out of her.

Slowly he comes to a stop and lets her legs fall, then leaning over her he kisses her gently before helping her roll upright, still with his length buried inside her, gently he squeezes her breast as her hands rake across his chest.

Finally he withdraws from her and with slightly shaking legs she stands, gently she wraps her hand around his still somewhat erect length and grasps it determinedly, slowly she leads him across the room by her hold, determined to show him a new way to make showers interesting......



A Lover's Lament



Dear L.

I miss the way we were. I wish with all my heart that there was some way that we could go back to the days where your eyes beheld me as the most beautiful woman you had ever seen, when your heart felt lighter in my presents, when the thought of me kept you warm on a cold night.

I know that I am the one to blame for letting that light in your eyes die. I know that I messed up, that what I did was wrong, and I wish that there were something that I could do. I know what it’s like to be hurt the way that I hurt you. It hurt me to see the pain that I caused and not be able to do anything to make it better. 

Now here we are, together again, but it doesn’t feel the same. I know you still care for me but I wonder if you are even in love with me a little bit. How do we get past the hurt? What can I do to make you forgive me, to let me into your heart again, to earn back your trust and once again feel the fullness of your love?

I look back on all that I took for granted, and I only wish that I had appreciated it, and I know that if I had that back, I would work to keep it. I wouldn’t push it away like I did then. I would bask in every moment of the radiance of your love. I want a chance to love you the right way, but I need you to let me in. The distance between us when I am in your arms tears at my heart. Yes, I have suffered for my sins, and I am asking that you forgive them.

I remember a time when we kissed and touched each other for the shear pleasure of it. How we loved to be next to each other- had to be next to each other. The way that we would lay across each others bodies, being both a pillow and a blanket for the other. We where all that we needed to feel safe and warm and happy.

Back then we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. On our way to here or there, we’d stop at your apartment for something and I’d come to your room, and we’d never make it to our destination. You called it your lair and we’d make jokes on the wordplay (lay ‘er) and the mysterious sexual power that you commanded there. It was as if, once I was inside it, it was hopeless to resist.

We’ve decided to stay together, I’m glad of that, but what I really want is the chance to do it right, to make it stronger and better than it ever was. I wasn’t the chance to prove that I’ve changed, that I can be trustworthy, honest, open and giving. I know I have a lot to do before I earn back that trust, but I’d like the chance to try. Love is what makes the difficult easy, and the impossible possible. I am asking for the impossible- to be forgiven. Only if you truly love me will you be able to give me this gift. And I pray that you do.

I long for the days when my touch affected you; made your heart race and your breathing quicken. When everything within you longed to pull me close. There was a fire in your eyes then, a hunger that I miss. Roses and candlelight may be fine for some, but romance is not what I desire, it is passion that I yearn for, passion that I feel I must have in my life, in your eyes. Time, hurt, and betrayal have erased that passion, but my desire for it is strong. I would do anything to feel desire burning through you as you take me in your arms.

I look at you now, the father of my child, with new eyes. I have a new appreciation for the wonderful things about you that once I took for granted, and the beauty of a face that reflects both the man I love and the child that you’ve given me. No longer can I take you for granted, you are too important to me, too precious on every level; the father of my child, the man I love; the one whose heart I once held in my hands. If only I had treated it right then, I know that I would hold it still. 

The words of a song keep floating through my head, “If ever you’re in my arms again, this time I’ll love you much better. If ever you’re in my arms again, this time I’ll hold you forever. This time will never end.” Even though you are in my arms, I know that you don’t trust me with your heart. If ever I had the chance again, I would indeed do it so much better. But I just don’t know if that chance will ever come. Will there ever be anything more than a reluctant reconciliation? I long for so much more. I need so much more. Maybe I have no right to need it, but I do.

Mournfully yours,

A.



A Lovers Promise



This story was sent to me by one of my readers who has asked me to edit and post it -- in both our names -- so on behalf of Noveltask and myself I present you with this True story -- the names have been changed to protect the people concerned.

This is a love story and pretty tame to start -- but it gets better....

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Michael and Sara had grown up in the same town, gone to the same school and then to the same college. They had been sweethearts since their teens. 

After they graduated, Michael went to Yale Law school and Sara accepted Michael's proposal. Even though they couldn't marry right away, they set up home in New Haven and Sara began to teach elementary education at a school just outside the city. They planned to marry as soon as Michael graduated from Law school. Sara had it all planned; they would buy a small house, raise a family and live happily ever after.

It worked out just as Sara planned. They married right after Michael's graduation. As he had come top of his class, he was offered a job at a top firm in New York City. They bought a small house in the suburb of Westchester. A little while later Sara produced a beautiful son who they names Scott. Everything was going just as Sara had planned. They seemed to have a perfect marriage and loved everything that life had to offer.

The years passed quickly and in time Michael became a partner in his firm. The money was good so they didn't have any financial problems. Scott was growing into a responsible and very athletic teenager and shared the good looks of both his mother and father.

Scott was involved in many sports and Sara made sure she attended all of them. Scott enjoyed this closeness with his Mom.

Michael, on the other hand, saw less and less of his family and often worked late and then stay the night at firm's Manhattan apartment..........that is, until Sara was diagnosed with Cancer.

Michael suddenly realized the wasted years and regretted the time lost with the woman he loved and his son. He was determined to make that up to them both. Sara was all too clear on her position in regards to Scott and all he needed. She made Michael promise that he would look after Scott and not stay away from home as much. She didn't blame Michael for their own lost time. She knew he was a good man and everything he had done, was for the benefit of his family.

"Michael, do you remember Bonnie Baker?" Sara asked him one day.

"Sure Sara, she worked at the school gym with you, didn't she?"

"Yes she did Michael, but she lost her husband a few years back. She left school and is tutoring at home, not too far from here."

"What made you bring that up Sara?"

Sara hesitated for a brief moment. "Oh Michael, when I'm gone, you'll have enough to do with work and Scott. Even though he is not a child anymore, he will still need a mother figure around here."

"Sara, that's ENOUGH," Michael barked.

"Michael wait," Sara reached for his hand and taking both of them in her own, she forced him to sit beside her. Sometimes he seemed like a little boy lost.

"The time will be upon us soon. We are all too aware of the circumstances."

Michael tried to speak but Sara lay her fingertips against his loving lips.

"Michael, maybe there'll be a miracle, OK? But maybe not." Not giving him a chance to comment, she continued.

"Bonnie and I have spoken at length about Scott and the situation. She is a good woman, and she could be a nanny to Scott. She has no children of her own and she lives alone in a one bedroom apartment."

"I can do this myself," Michael protested.

"Michael, be practical. We have the guest quarters at the back of the house. It could be a new start for Bonnie and a chance for Scott to have a good and caring woman in the house."

Michael hated to face the fact that Sara would soon be gone from their lives -- forever.

"Michael, promise me one thing. Promise me that when I leave you, you won't turn Bonnie away, if she stops by to help either one of you."

Michael hesitated. He simply sat there with his head bowed. Sara took his sculptured face into her hands, raised it and looked into his eyes. Her own eyes filled with tears.

"Michael..." before she could finish, he answered with his eyes closed. "Yessss Sara, I promise."

Soon Sara had Bonnie visiting the house. As far as Scott knew Bonnie was there to help his Mother.

Bonnie was striking in appearance, as was Sara. Both were tall women and fit. Before she became ill, Sara was in great shape as she worked out regularly. Both Michael and Scott had admired the way she carried herself. It seemed so easy for her to stay at an ideal weight. Sara had long blonde hair and incredible blue eyes. Her skin was flawless and as smooth as silk. She could have been a model rather than a mother, but she knew right from the start what she wanted out of life. She had a way about her that made men take notice. Her lips were full and she had the brightest smile Michael had ever known. Her passion for life blew him away.

Bonnie and Michael became good friends. He hadn't looked at another woman since meeting Sara, but found himself checking her out each time she came to visit. It was easy to see why she and Sara were such good friends. They were alike is so many ways. Bonnie had Sara's keen sense of humor as well as her physical beauty. She had contrasting long dark hair and rich hazelnut brown eyes. She was also the same age as Sara, just shy of 43.

He often wondered how he could possibly be attracted to another woman, especially now.

In addition to Sara's breast cancer, it was found that she had a small cell lung cancer, the worst kind. Within a few time, the cancer had spread to her brain as well. On the morning of the New Year, Sara looked up from her bedroom window and saw the snow falling lightly on the ground in the front of their home. She looked at Michael sleeping peacefully and smiled. She thought of Scott in the middle of his Junior year of High School and what a great man he would grow up to be, just like his father.

Later that same day, the cancer took her from them. Michael and Scott would never forget her.

A few weeks later Bonnie drove to Sara and Michael's place. She could picture the man and boy sitting grieving, as it had been only a few weeks since Sara had passed away. Bonnie parked in the driveway and walked up to the door and rang the doorbell, feeling a little nervous.

"Bonnie please come in, said Michael. I was just making a drink, care to join me?"

"Michael, give me a moment first, OK?"

"Sure Bonnie, ah, is everything ok?"

As Michael took his gin and tonic, Bonnie took a deep breath and looked into his tired eyes. His English heritage showed in his powder blue eyes, but he could pass for Italian with his olive skin and deep tan.

"This may not be right time to talk about this, Michael, but I might not have the courage to let it wait too long."

Michael was sure he knew what she had to say, but let her continue.

"Michael, I am aware that Sara spoke to you about me being here for both you and Scott, but this is really about Scott." Michael nodded in agreement.

Bonnie continued. "WELL, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable, or,"

Michael decided it was time to interrupt. He could see that Bonnie was becoming increasingly nervous and he didn't want her to go through any more than was necessary.

"Bonnie, please ... His voice was shaking slightly as he continued, taking a deep breath and fighting back the tears. My boy and I both need you here with us. We'd be happy for you to make this you home."

Tears began to touch both their cheeks. They embraced slowly and held on to each other for some time. A simple embrace, that for them, stopped time and space for a moment. They had been through such great pain.

Scott walked into the den where his father and Bonnie were holding each other and weeping.

"Dad? Bonnie? Are you alright?"

Michael turned to his son and quickly responded. "Bonnie will be moving into the guest house."

Part 2

Scott had a good healthy relationship with Bonnie. No one could replace the memory of his mother, but he enjoyed that she was there and she fast became a part of the family. Time passed quickly. Scott kept up his grades as well as his athletics. He was now captain of the varsity football team in his senior year. He was now 18 and hardly a boy. He grew into manhood and Michael wanted him to continue his education and possibly join him in the Law firm.

Scott had become a target for the girls at school. He looked older than his actual years. The girls at school seemed too immature for him however. He enjoyed being at home with his family. Bonnie reminded him of his Mom in many ways. As he matured he took more notice of Bonnie.

Over time, Bonnie noticed the 'school boy crush' that he had as did Michael. Both of them were sensitive to Scott's feeling and avoided teasing him about it. One evening Michael came to Scott's room with something that he had thought about for some time.

"Scott, can I come in?"

"Sure Dad, the door is open."

"Hey Scott, how's things at school and around here with Bonnie."

"They're fine Dad ....grades are good and Bonnie takes good care of everything else, including us, right Dad?"

"Ah yeah...Bonnie does take care of things, Scott, and that's what I wanted to talk to you about."

"She's not leaving, is she Dad?" Scott asked nervously.

"No Scott, just the opposite...She loves it here, and Scott....well she and I really have a lot in common, honestly. We want to date and are concerned on how you would feel about that." There was a long painful pause. Scott felt a twinge of jealousy but he was also relieved that Bonnie was staying. He felt there was no one better for his Dad to date than Bonnie. Scott was mature enough to know that sooner or later his Dad would want a woman in his life again. He also knew that even though his Dad had loved his Mom completely, he was too young to be alone for the rest of his life.

"Scott, are you ok about this?" Michael asked.

"Dad, because it is Bonnie it okay with me. She is already part of the family."

Michael was relieved at the response from his son.

"Son, I think Bonnie's cooking up something special tonight, so I'll see you downstairs for dinner soon." 

They all enjoyed a pot roast dinner that was one of Scott's favorite meals. He took notice that his Dad and Bonnie sat at the table in the same position in which his Mom and Dad used to sit. It still hurt but he realized he had to start to life for now. 

The following morning, Scott went to Bonnie's room to pick up some software she had left for him. He looked around him while he was there and noticed the scent of her perfume. He then came across a pair of her panties on the bathroom floor. He was sure that this was not intentional on her part. He found himself growing hard as he stared at the black satin bikini on the floor. He had already learned about the art of masturbation many years ago, and often used the thoughts of Bonnie to indulge his fantasies. Although 18, he had not had much to do with a girl or woman. He didn't fancy the young girls at school and at the moment didn't have access to any mature ladies. So he was a virtual virgin.

He reached down and picked up the delicate item from the floor. He found the crotch and held them to his mouth and nose. "How soft," he thought out loud. He couldn't wait any longer. He took out his cock and masturbated. The entire time he stroked he held the panties to his face, as if his life depended on it. His legs shook and as quickly as it seemed to start, he blew his load all over his hand and shook till he nearly fell. He put the panties back where he found them.

After that day, his awareness of Bonnie became more evident. He was playful with her and surprisingly, Bonnie enjoyed his youthful attention. She was quite aware that he was now a man, and a very attractive one at that. She knew better than to ever cross the line, after all, he was the son of the man she loved.

When Scott finished his last year of high school, Michael and Bonnie married. The guesthouse was once again vacant. Scott wanted the best for both of them and even though he wished Bonnie could have been his, he knew he wasn't ready for any sort of relationship at the moment. He had planned to stay home for his first two years of college; his Dad and Bonnie both wanted that too.

One day, his Dad caught up with him outside his room. "Scott, you know that the guest house would be great for you now it is vacant. It would give you more privacy. After all you are a man now and deserve to have your own quarters."

"Yeah Dad, that would be awesome," Scott said excitedly.

Scott moved into the guesthouse and enjoyed the privacy. It was more conducive to studying too. He could also see across to his parent's room. He would often wait and catch Bonnie undressing, and once he was lucky enough to catch his father making love to his new bride. He took mental notes of how it was all done by a man and a woman.

He watched as Bonnie would drop to her knees and take his father's cock into her mouth and suck him off. At least Scott could see that his Dad did not have that in common with himself. His Dad had an average size cock and girth, but Scott had been blessed with a raging 8inches. He stroked as he watched Bonnie swallow his father's load.

Although he felt guilty, Scott couldn't stop thinking about Bonnie and really didn't want to, it seemed to be beyond his control.

Something happened one night that was going to change the course of things forever.

Bonnie and Michael had been to dinner and a show in the city. When they got home they noticed Scott's light still on. They knew he had a big day at school the next day so they both walked over to the guest quarters see if everything was okay.

Through the window, they were both startled to see Scott lying on the bed naked. He had one hand wrapped firmly around his cock. More startling that this was the fact that he held a pair of Bonnie's pants in his other hand, pressed against his face. Scott was oblivious that the pair of them was so close. He was panting as he licked the crotch and smelling her aroma. Scott was furiously stroking his cock, and arching his back as if he were fucking her. Suddenly he grunted and moaned her name out loud. "Bonnnnniieeee, yessssss, fuck meeeeeeeee."

As he came Bonnie gasped loudly as she watched his sperm shooting high in the air. Scott realized too late that he had an audience and quickly tried to hide the evidence. He dropped the panties on the floor and turned away in shame. 

Michael was motionless for a moment. Bonnie turned to leave the room but Michael stopped her.

"Wait baby, don't leave," Michael said softly as he took her hand.

While Scott was still recovering, his Dad walked slowly towards him, with Bonnie in hand. She was shaking but was also very excited.

What a specimen of a man, she thought, as her gaze was fixed on Scott's muscular, sweaty body.

"Scott, we understand," said Michael.

When Michael said that, Bonnie although shocked, found herself getting wet. She pressed her legs together as the heat and excitement built within her.

"What's going on here Michael? Bonnie asked in disbelief.

"Be patient my love," replied Michael with a nervous grin.

"Scott, is this the first time you have held Bonnie's panties to your face while you masturbated?"

Scott simply shook his head negatively.

"Scott, have you held these panties to your face as well," and with that Michael lifted the hem of Bonnie's skirt.

Bonnie, in a knee jerk reaction, tried to resist Michaela hands. He gently removed her hands and asked his son again.

"Well Scott, have you seen these panties before."

Scott again nodded a yes.

"Scott, its okay. I've know for some time how you feel about Bonnie and can't blame you," Michael smiled at his shocked son.

Bonnie looked on with disbelief but found herself more turned on that she had ever been.

Michael turned his attention to Bonnie. "Bonnie you once told me that you would do anything for me, anything in the world...you loved me so much.

Bonnie nervously nodded Yes and said. "Michael, what on earth do you have in mind."?

Not answering her, Michael turned his attention back to Scott.

"Scott, are you still a virgin?"

"Well yeah Dad, but not because I couldn't get anyone. I just didn't want anyone."

"You mean you never wanted anyone but Bonnie?" Michael said, as he looked straight into the eyes of his wife.

"Bonnie, I want Scott to lose his virginity to a woman he loves and to one who loves him. Remember you told me you would do anything for me."

"I remember saying that, Bonnie said, visibly shaking. You know I love Scott as part of you, but darling, he is your son and as far as I am concerned, I'm his Mother now."

"I know that Bonnie, but this is how it should be and I know deep in your heart that you'd love to have Scott too."

Even if she did deny it she knew it was wrong, but her body was telling her something different.

Scott couldn't believe what he was hearing but knew there was nothing more he wanted in the entire world.

Michael wasted little time. He reached over and guided his son's mouth to Bonnie's thighs. As he did this he kissed his wife passionately. Scot was sighing and Bonnie opened her creamy thighs to her loving stepson. Scott was feeling his stepmother's panties against his face again, but this time she was wearing them. He was now licking and kissing her panties and Bonnie was pushing hard back against face.

Michael broke the kiss for a moment, his lips only inches from his beautiful wife's lips.

Today my sweet wife, you'll fuck both our son and me. Today sweet lady, you'll suck his massive cock and swallow his thick load." Michael smiled, loving Bonnie's reaction as he took her hand and guided it to his son's raging cock.

"Yes, my darling, as I once said, anything for you."



A Lover's Pronouncement



Dear Lover,

There are many reasons that I say I love you. Many times I use it as a shorthand when I mean so much more. Let me try to tell you some of the things I mean when I say those three special words.

Sometimes when we’re fighting or bickering, I say, “I love you,” and it means, “I love you and I’m sorry.” When I’m teasing and it starts to elevate, I often mean, “I’m only kidding, you know I really love you.”

When you tell a joke and I laugh and say I love you, it means, “I love you,” and also that I love your sense of humor, I love the way you make me smile, I love the way you make me feel happy and light inside.

Sometimes I say I love you when I want something. But it’s more than just a ploy to get you to do what I want. It means, “I love you and I really appreciate all you do for me. I know that you do it because you love me and want to make me happy. And I love you for that.”

Sometimes when I say I love you it means, “I feel so connected with you, that I just want to touch you; be held in your arms and embrace that connection.” It’s then that the feelings of love swell in my heart until I feel I’m going to burst.

Sometimes when I say I love you, it’s because I want you so close that it feels like there is only one of us. When you are inside of me, on top of me, and all around me. I want to know that you feel the connection too. This is when I wrap my legs tightly around your waist and reach for your hand. This is when I want to look into your eyes when we make love. This is when the moment is all about us, and we need no words, no games, no props.

It’s times like this that I feel the love welling up so strongly that I can’t speak at all, or maybe only in a whisper. The love that I feel when we’re together like this is cosmic and spiritual; it’s physical and emotional. It moves me.

It’s more than the stimulation of body parts; it’s the absolute trust that I place in you in that moment when my pleasure is in your hands. It is then that I present myself to you as my most vulnerable; that I offer myself to you without reserve.

Often it is then, that I offer you the part of me that most depends upon that trust, the part often coveted and desired, but not always given; my ass. It is a gift, not merely a taboo act of lust; it is a special offering which requires absolute faith on my part, and extra care and consideration on yours. And in this I find that my love grows with my ability to trust you to faithfully carry that out. And perhaps your love for me grows with my acceptance of you as you penetrate into this most delicate part of myself. When you take me that way, I feel as though you are in my entire body, you fill me so completely. When I say you touch me deep inside, it means so much more beyond the obvious sexual reference and still, it means that as well. You touch me on so many levels; you fill me in so many ways.

When we lay together in the dewy mist of our consummation, our bodies slicked with sweat, our hair damp and our limbs too tired to move, my head floating dreamily on a cloud of contentment, I feel your arms wrapped around me, I feel safe and secure in your love. When the world disappears and there is only you holding me, and I say I love you, I mean simply that- I love you. Yet I also mean thank you for being you. I mean, it was more than good for me, it was great. I mean, I want to feel like this forever. I mean things for which not words have been invented. I mean, you are the world to me.

If you ever wonder what I mean when I say those three little words, I want you to know that there is a universe of meaning in them. And still they mean exactly what they say.

I love you.

-A.

Author’s note: ‘A Lover’s Pronouncement’ is different form most of my other stories which are generally not overly sentimental. However, to me, that is what love letters are all about. I tried to make it both emotional and sensual, and I hope that I have achieved that aim. I look forward to your feedback regarding this gentler side of my creative nature. And please remember to vote. Thanks. 

Love and Lust to all, 

Sweetnpetite.



A Lovers Reunion



I was driving as carefully as I could. I was headed to a hotel to meet an old friend. We had been close years ago until he had moved away, now he was in town for a weekend and the two of us were going to spend it at his hotel room. We had fuck buddy relationship that had been quite hot. My cock was quite hard as I drove and found a parking spot in the hotel lot. I had already called to tell him I was on my way. I headed into the lobby and up the elevator to his floor.

I remembered when we met. It was a trade conference in the city we lived in. I was just divorced and was between relationships. We started talking at a conference booth about the conference and the business. We continued the conversation through lunch and through out the afternoon as we coordinated our meeting schedules. He had a room at the hotel, as his company had a booth there and it was easier than commuting for him. Through out the day his conversation towards me had become somewhat flirtatious. And rather than being shocked that I was being flirted with by another man, I was intrigued and interested. So when he invited me up to his room after dinner I went quite willingly. 

In the room, we both relaxed and chatted. When the topic turned toward sex, he fired up his computer and we looked at some porn sites online laying on the bed next to each other. When he moved on to a gay site and asked me if this was ok with looking at gay men, my hard cock gave away my feelings. He found pictures of naked men with hard cocks sucking and fucking each other. We looked at the gay sites the longest. Jim found pictures gay men kissing, sucking and more fucking. He noticed that I was intrigued by the fucking the most.

When he asked me if I had ever acted on my curiosity about gay sex. I told him no, but my curiosity was peaked. 

"Would you like me to show you?" Jim asked. 

I looked into his eyes and said, "Yes." 

The kiss that followed was hot and we were soon stripped each other naked. I received a wonderful initiation that night. Jim taught the basics of pleasing a man. His was the first cock I sucked off. That night he also took my anal virginity to my amazing delight. The next night he let fuck him. Jim was a wonderful teacher. We kept up the sexual relationship as fuck buds during the next few years, even spending a vacation or two together. I was amazed at how well I handled several days at a gay nudist resort.

The elevator stopped at his floor and I headed for the room. I was a bit nervous when I knocked on the door and he opened it. He was looking good, dressed in a shirt and slacks. He smiled as I entered the room. He closed and locked the door behind me and then we were in each others arms, lips locked, tongues probing. I felt his hard cock press against me. I pushed him against the wall, my mouth pressed hard against his, I felt his tongue probing mine, we moaned almost together. I moved my arm from around his back and reached around to feel his cock. It was rock hard. Continuing to kiss him, I opened his fly and reached in and pulled his cock out. It was wet with pre-cum at the tip. He groaned into my mouth as I played with his cock tip.

I broke the kiss and kept him against the wall and kneeled in front of him, taking his exposed cock in my mouth. I took it in, hearing his moan. I slid my mouth back off his cock slowly, running my tongue over the bottom ridge. I kept the head in my mouth and licked the cock head, focusing for a bit on the hole at the tip. It was salty and musky with pre-cum. He still tasted good.

I switched to sliding his cock in and out of my mouth sucking hard on the out stroke and soft on the in stroke for a while. He shifted his hands to my head and guided me on his cock. His breathing grew heavier and he moaned that he was getting close. I kept up the action. Soon he gasped. I felt the first spurt of his cum hit the roof of my mouth, I maintained my sucking pressure and felt several more spurts on my tongue. I slowed down sucking as his breathing slowed. I felt his cock relaxing. I let if fall from my mouth. 

I stood up and moved in for a kiss again. He opened his mouth wide, his tongue probing for some cum. I broke the kiss and moved to slide his pants down. He stepped out of them leaving his bottom half naked. I removed his shirt and moved him to the bed. I turned him around and bent him over, his ass exposed to me. I quickly stripped my clothing off.

I rubbed his ass cheeks with both hands. I slapped each one, then kneeled and split the cheeks with my hands. I moved my mouth close and licked up and down the crack a few times, just brushing against the asshole lightly each time. He moaned just a little. Then I moved in close and worked my tongue on his pucker, licking around it and then pushing my tongue in as deep as I could. I tongue fucked him for several minutes, with his moans of pleasure getting deeper. Then I slid a wet finger into his rear pucker. I slowly finger fucked him for a few minutes, then added a second one. I located the lube he had strategically placed on the bed and began lubing up my cock. 

I added a third finger and lube to his ass, then pulled them out and lined my cock up. He just moaned a "Yes." I pushed my cock head up to the hole and felt it slide in. He groaned with joy. I kept the pressure up until my balls hit his ass cheeks. I let them rest there for a few moments, then pulled back, just leaving my cock head in. Then I thrust slowly back in. I slow stroked him for few minutes feeling him back up on my cock. I held his hips and began thrusting faster, giving him nice long, deep strokes. I could soon feel my own balls moving up and the joyous feeling getting closer. He squeezed my cock on the out strokes, giving me a wonderful ride. Soon I was reaching the edge, I groaned loud as I took one last deep thrust all the way into my balls and ejaculated into his ass. He groaned as well. He collapsed forward onto the bed, pulling me with him. We lay like that for a bit, our breathing slowing down. I slid my limp cock from his ass and sat next to him on the bed.

He smiled up at me. "Good to see you again."

"Definitely." I said. He moved up the bed and I got in next to him. We snuggled and talked for a bit. He told me how things were going. We talked about each others sex life since he had moved. That got us horny again. I felt his cock hardening and he moved his hand to mine.

"I think it's time for me to get some ass." Jim said.

"Sounds good to me." I said.

I moved so that I was kneeling with my ass hanging over the edge of the bed. Jim stood up and got the lube. He bent down behind me and gave my ass a quick lick, then stood up and slid a lubed finger into my hole. He worked his finger in and added a second. I also heard him lubing up his cock. 

"Ready?" He asked.

"You know it." I answered.

Jim moved in closer, lined his cock head up at my asshole and pushed. I felt my ass open and his cock head slid in. I groan of joy escaped my lips. Jim moaned and slowly pushed his cock into the hilt. I felt his balls and pubic hair hit my ass cheeks. 

"Damn, I've missed your ass." 

"Oh yeah, that's good." I said.

Jim began taking slow strokes, sliding is cock in and out of my ass with long deliberate strokes. Then he began to pick up the pace. He would vary his strokes, sometimes long, sometimes hard and deep. For a while he banged me good, and I enjoyed the sound and feel of his body hitting my ass cheeks as he pumped my ass with cock. Then he changed the angle of his thrusts. Jim was one of small number of lovers I had who could get me to cum when fucking me. He aimed his cock for that spot and began hitting it with each in stroke. I groaned with joy the first time he hit, knowing what he was aiming for. I made sure I was angled right for him. Soon we were both moaning. I could feel things getting close for me, Jim continued with the right pace. I soon felt it getting much closer. 

I groaned louder and felt my cock pump without my touching it and my ass clench around Jim's cock as I orgasmed. That brought Jim over and he grunted and unloaded his cum into my ass. We rested for a bit, him with his cock still in my ass.

Jim pulled out slowly and flopped on the bed next to me. We kissed and leaned into each other in post orgasmic bliss.

We took a shower together, making sure to soap each other thoroughly, then headed out for dinner.

When we returned to the room, we stripped and climbed on the bed and did a long slow 69 until we both came in each other mouth. After that, we spent the weekend fucking and sucking and were both quite drained when Jim had to leave.



A Lover's Tale



Sweat poured off Deacon's body as he pumped his hard cock inside Dave's tight asshole. "Yeah take it all you silly little bitch," Deacon yelled as he slapped his partner's tight ass with pure lust.

Dave reached down between his legs and tugged his own cock milking in hard as his lover pumped his ass with his tool. God this was hot sweaty male on male sex just as it should be he thought. Dave had been craving this punishing anal assault for the past two weeks while his lover had been away and now he was filled to the brim with Deacon's hard cock inside his ass.

Deacon pulled his cock from Dave's ass and slid down to his knees, spreading his lovers butt cheeks his probed the gaping hole with his tongue as he reached between Dave's legs and pushed Dave's hand away from his cock. In the next instant he was sliding between Dave's legs and pulling that lovely prick down in front of his face and then sucking on it with wild gusto. 

Dave loved Deacon's wet inviting mouth to an infinite degree. He would never tire of Deacon's lips wrapped firmly around his cock and the way Deacon would bob his head at nearly light speed trying desperately to suck out all the essence contained inside Dave's tight scrotum. Dave closed his eyes and remembered just how this had started. 

Deacon had been called to the main office of his firm located in Texas a couple of weeks ago. It seemed he had been called upon to become a new senior partner in the law firm and even as much as they hated time apart this was going to bring so much joy down the road. Deacon and he had made sweet love before he had to leave and Dave had even gone down on Deacon as they drove to the airport together. That had been such a rush for them both. 

Deacon had been speeding down the highway and as Dave sat there he realized he wouldn't be tasting his lover's flesh for the next two weeks and there was only one way to do so now before they reached the airport. He had leaned over and unzipped Deacon's pants even as Deacon had tried to push him away half-heartedly. Dave had opened the fly on Deacon's dockers and slid his hand inside finding the long, thick shaft of Deacon already hardening and the tip had been glistening with precum. 

Deacon knew what Dave had in mind and scooted the driver's seat back just enough so that Dave could lower his head into his lap without bumping the steering wheel. As soon as Dave knew that Deacon wanted this as much as he did Dave had lowered his head and stuck out his tongue and run it all up and down the shaft of his cock. In a few seconds he was biting the sensitive flesh just below the head and the sucking it into is mouth teasing Deacon with little nibbles all up and down his cock. 

Dave had then grabbed the shaft hard in his hand and started pumping it up and down before lowering his mouth and doing the same thing with his lips instead of his hands. The effect was marvelous for Deacon as he had nearly swerved into another car as they rolled down the highway and he was getting some great road head. Dave had then gone a step further by unbuttoning the docker's and sliding his hand down below Deacon's swollen nuts. Deacon had known what was coming next as Dave slipped a finger beneath the heavy nuts and worked a finger just to the ring of Deacon's tight bum. 

Deacon had decided enough was enough and as he got off on the airport ramp he had pulled into the first parking area they had come to and parked way off in the back in a unlit area in the rear. As soon as the car was in park Deacon had lifted up and pulled his pants and underwear down below his knees and lay back the seat so that Dave would have unfettered access to his nether regions. 

Dave knew just what his lover had needed at this point and he had lifted up Deacon's balls and slid his mouth away from that big tasty fuckstick long enough to shove his tongue between the cheeks of his lover and reamed his tasty asshole with passion. He loved the sweaty scent and taste that emanated from Deacon. Dave's fist had flown up and down the turgid shaft of his life partner and he had managed to slide his finger deep in the back crevice of Deacon's tight asshole. They were both sweating at this point and in an instant he felt Deacon's cock start to jerk. Pulling his tongue from reaming his lover he had managed to plunge his head to the base of Deacon's cock just prior to Deacon unleashing a huge load of cum. Dave had swallowed every single drop with and with a smile he looked up into Deacon's eyes and proclaimed his love for him.

"I will spend my life worshiping your cock and loving you and that tight ass Deacon," he had teased before sliding up and kissing Deacon. 

Deacon had managed to regain some composure and they did finally make it to the airport terminal and his gate just before they closed boarding. As soon as Deacon had been in the air he was missing Dave and his attention and companionship. But two weeks wasn't that long in the scheme of things and he would be back before the longing grew too great.

As soon as his plane had landed back in D.C. Deacon had rushed out of the plane and down the inside terminal to get to baggage claim and find Dave. He knew Dave would be down there locating his bags just so that they could escape as soon as possible from the droves of people and make their way home. 

Dave had met him halfway through the airport with Deacon's bags in hand and a few roses. As soon as they were in the car Dave had leaned over and kissed Deacon sliding his tongue into Deacon's mouth and exploring him as it were the first time two lovers had engaged in a soul searching kiss. Dave's hands had traveled down Deacon's body until they came to rest on the large bulge tenting his pants to the point of nearly bursting the zipper open.

Deacon for his part had done the same and soon they were stroking each other through their pants only to realize that they had better get home or they would run the chance of some one walking by and catch them fucking in the backseat of the car. 

Dave had raced home while Deacon had stroked his massive erection. They had talked about how things had went and whether or not they should move into a better area now that Deacon was a full partner in the firm. 

"Honeylips, we will move into a nice loft just outside of D.C. on the top floor and watch all the people below us if you want. As long as we're together it makes no difference where we are to me," Deacon had told him.

A smile formed on Dave's lips and a small tear ran down his cheek as they drove home. All he wanted now was to get inside those doors and close them and make love and fuck his soul mate for the rest of the weekend. Once they had pulled into the parking area of their complex, each had grabbed a bag and they had nearly run to the front door of their apartment. 

As soon as the door was closed Deacon had pushed Dave up against the door and dropped to his knees. At once he was fishing Dave's huge cock out of his pants and his lips had locked around that shaft the moment it was out in the open. Dave had reached down and grabbed the back of Deacon's head remembering the hummer he had given his lover two weeks before. With all the past two weeks of built up sexual tension he had held Deacon's head still and fucked his mouth while murmuring his cries of pleasure. 

Deacon had wanted just this, he had thought of nothing else as he had lain in bed every night in Texas. He had planned on being right here at this moment letting his lover fuck his mouth as he sucked every drop of stored up cum from his prick. It only took a moment or two before Dave had exploded in his mouth giving him a mouthful of the seed he so desired. 

Then as Dave recovered is when he had bent Dave over the couch and reamed him preparing his tight ass for a good ole fashion fucking. Dave had been giddy with anticipation and held his own cheeks wide apart so Deacon could get in and ream him as he craved. That is what had led to him being fucked hard as we started this story. 

Deacon had pulled away from his cock now and was climbing over the back of the couch and grabbing his ankles pulling his legs up to his chest. Dave knew what he wanted and was intent on pleasing his lover as much as he had been pleased. At once Dave rounded the couch and grabbed a small tub of lube and squeezed out a drop the size of a dime into his hand. As soon as he closed the tube he lowered his hand to his lover's asshole and started rubbing the lube all around Deacon's anus. 

Deacon pushed his ass out towards Dave's fingers and pleaded with him to give him what he wanted and needed. "Dave, I'm ready. I don't need any more lube just fuck my ass lover." 

Dave pulled away and stroked his shaft a few times and then lined his cock up with Deacon's puckered anus and pushed the tip inside his ass. "Oh fuck yeah," Deacon moaned. 

Dave pushed harder driving all of his massive tool inside Deacon before starting to pump his cock in and out of the tight asshole. "Who's the bitch now?" he teased as he fucked Deacon's tight ass with all his might.

Deacon grabbed Dave's face and pulled him in for a kiss as he felt Dave's hand wrap around his shaft and start to jerk him off. "Oh god, you big stud I love when you fuck my ass hard and jerk me off like this," he gasped between breaths. 

It didn't take long for both men to rush towards their orgasms now and within a few more up and down hand strokes Deacon's cum was spurting from his shaft onto Dave's stomach as Dave aimed the shaft right at him. 

Dave leaned in and kissed Deacon again as he started pumping harder into his lover's ass. His balls tightened and he knew he was going to fill Deacon up with a hot load now. "Here I cum baby ready or not."

Deacon rode Dave's cock pumping his ass at Dave as Dave came in what felt like buckets in his ass. He could feel the cum dripping down his asshole as Dave pulled out. They shared a loving embrace and then headed into the shower for round 2. 

Thanks to anyone who reads this and please remember to vote. MV