0 comments/ 16404 views/ 6 favorites Like a Pro By: AllForTwo "I want you to fuck my ass," my wife said. Splayed out in front of me, legs spread wide with my cock in her cunt, I was not going to argue. That said, I was in no hurry to comply. I arched my legs higher and yanked back on her feet to pull her ass further over the edge of the bed. Standing over such a tiny woman, moving her around was pretty easy. She was perched somewhat precariously - her ass was far enough out over the edge that had I let go, she would have to scramble to stop from falling. Her ankles were still in my hands, and I lowered them while spreading her legs further. She didn't wince a bit. She had been a college cheerleader, and she could still do the splits. Looking into her eyes, I leaned in and thrusted. It wasn't hurried, but it wasn't slow. I drove my member into her opening and found her cervix, then pushed further. She threw her hands up to my chest and tried to push back, but I simply leaned over even deeper for a kiss. I outweigh this little thing by 50%...so sometimes I just have my way with her. Sometimes, like now, I fuck her cervix to jelly. I pulled back and thrust again. And again. She complained each on each thrust, but didn't pull away. The pain was her choice. Each thrust was met with a groan, but each time she argued less than the one before. Eventually, her biology relented and adapted to me. Mostly. Biting her lip, she liked the pressure, but her cunt wouldn't take it forever. She was ready. I reached behind me into the nightstand. In a normal porn story, I would say this as a simple matter, but in real-life the lube disappeared. Fuck. Where the fuck was the lube? I was not expecting to fuck her ass today. It was a Satruday, and barely lunch hour. We had the day off, so rolling in the sack was on the menu. Usually it was a lot of fuck and suck. But today she wanted an ass fuck. Today we needed some lube. I ask, "Where the fuck is the lube?" She has to think about it. "In the bathroom, under my sink and next to the dildo you bought me," she responds. I file a mental note to interrogate her on just how a bottle of lube and a dildo ended up under her sink. She was already blushing, so I know this was going to be a fun story. Back in the moment, I let go of her ankles and pull out of her pussy. She almost fell out of the bed and had to grab the sheets to keep from falling, which was pretty funny to see on its own. Really, if you have not seen a spread-wide girl scramble to keep her pussy from falling to the ground, I suggest it. I wouldn't let her fall and she knows it, but I had a laugh at her expense. Something tells me I was going to pay for that, probably someday soon. I step into the bathroom and start rummaging under her sink. "Where the fuck...?" I ask myself. I was getting annoyed. An assfuck should not require the equivalent of, "Where's Waldo?" just to find some lube. Found it. In the back, under some fucking tampons. Jesus. Really? Fuck that. Next time she hides the stuff, I'll nail her without it. She's usually we enough. I come back to the bedroom, and find her laying flat on her back with her fingers between her legs, rubbing her clit. Hardly surprising, because she was the horniest girl I had ever dragged into my bed. She was fairly vanilla, but had promise. I was the first guy to fuck her ass, and I kid you not that the first time she actually uttered the words, "I love anal," right before she came. So I married her. No shit. Talk about potential... Anyway, I had the bottle of lube in my hand. I dropped it to the floor. I didn't bother lubing up. I got a rule. Call it crazy or wimpy or whatever, but I won't fuck a girl's ass until I feel she is really worked up. The time between her request and my appearance with the lube exceeded some internal limit, so in my mind I had to warm her up again. At this point, she knew she was committed so this wasn't about me talking her into anything. Generally, words spoken in passion where usually forgiven, but not when you request an ass fuck. Fuck no. If you ask me to fuck your ass, you are going to get impaled. End. Of. Story. But I am a gentleman assfucker, so I snagged her ankles and pulled her back over the edge of the bed, again. Without any ceremony at all, I spread her legs and dropped my knees to the floor and start to give her head. Starting at her clit, I got her hot as hell before dropping lower to the space between. Sinking lower, I alternated between rimming her sphincter and sucking her clit. I was pushing the tip of my tongue into her ass. She got wild. While I was still on my knees and she was bucking against my face, I popped the lube bottle open and slopped a good amount on my cock and rubbed it in. Standing up, I took my lubed hand and slapped it against her cunt and ass. She looked a little apprehensive, but didn't complain. She said the words and she knew the rules: an assfuck invitation could not be undone. The middle finger of my right hand went in first. I was careful - there is no reason to be an asshole of an asshole fucker. Before we married, she lived in a neighborhood full of porn studios. There were a lot of Brazilian Wax spas, a lot of gyms, a lot of girls with big hair and bigger tits, and a lot of bars. Today, she did it like one of her old neighbors. One finger. That's all it took for her to open up - from zero to ready-for-anal in one finger and thirty long seconds. I pulled my finger from her ass-snatch and positioned my cock over her anal opening. She bit her lip as I gently pressed inward. A little in, and a little out. A little shove, and a little kiss. It didn't take long to get past her inner rings - well under a minute from 'uh uh' to 'fuck yeah'. Honest to her old neighborhood, she can take it up the ass like a pro. But this was not a porn movie. I let it lie still, while bending down to kiss her chest. She could feel me throbbing in her ass - always hard, but throbbing harder every other second. She licked her lips and said, "start fucking my ass now." I started slow, but worked up to a healthy pace in short order. I knew her tempo, and watched her face for clues. Fast, slow, fast, fast, slow. She was rubbing her clit until she got close. Then I pulled her hand away and locked her wrists firmly in my grasp. More unwritten rules: when my cock is in her ass, she comes only from my cock. No hands allowed. Anal was not an everyday event - witness the mystery of the missing goddamn lube - but when she's randy and horny she loves it because it fills her solid and makes her feel split wide open. And she comes from it. She orgasms from anal, and was surprised when it happened her first time. She didn't think it was possible, but it was and she does. If I had let her wank off, she would never have known she was an anal-orgasm princess. I would be damned before I let her forget it. I played her like a fiddle - a dirty, slutty, fiddle with quivering legs for strings and my cock for the fiddle-stick-thing (I have no idea what that is called). I alternated tempo to keep her excited and frustrated at the same time. Unlike vaginal sex, I had a shorter window here. I had to be more attentive. The ass was not meant for such an invasion, so I had to play it carefully before she tired out. Fucking a girl's ass - when done to make her love it - takes a bit of skill from the fucker. I saw she was near the end of the road. It was pushing over ten minutes of anal action and I had relubed at least twice, already. At some point, her ass was going to give out. She was going to get raw. She begged me to make her come. I stopped playing with my asstoy and started fucking it. It didn't take long. Right before she came, she uttered the words - again - that every man wants to hear from his woman, "I. Love. Anal." She came hard, and toward the end I let her start slapping her own clit so she could extend the feeling. Every rule has an exception. Her face flushed, and her hand stopped. She let out an after-orgasm shiver and tried to fold over, but I held her ankles firm. I slowed my pace until she was mostly recovered. Her legs were shaking. She needed a second. I dropped to my knees and fucked her cunt with my tongue. I sucked her clit. I even got close to rimming her, but even though she was clean, I wasn't hot enough to go there right now. Besides, it wasn't even noon and I wasn't about to start drinking scotch this early. Another rule: ass to mouth calls for heavy alcohol afterward, to kill the germs. At least, that's my theory and I am sticking with it. By now her ass was exhausted. She wanted nothing more than to roll over and take a nap. But she is a good little princess and loves her prince. She had rules of her own, and one was to never leave me hanging. She was not a selfish lover...unless that was part of the game (another story, another day). She looked down and said to the top of my head still buried in her crotch, "come in my ass." I re-lubed, just in case. It was not required, because she was wet and sloppy and open. But a gentleman lubes prodigiously when fucking his woman in the ass. She relaxed her ass and I saw her gaping open. I aimed and slipped in without even using my hands. She smiled and slipped her hand down to her clit, slowly working herself up once again. She'd already come once, so it didn't bother me. Right now I had a job to do, and my goal was to have a good time and then cream her bowels. No more distractions. Starting slow, I picked up the pace. I felt her open her legs further and stretch herself to the limit. Her insides shifted as a result, increasing the pressure on my cock deep inside her ass, where muscles normally won't help. I felt her sphincter also tighten up by her command. She was turning her ass into a hot, wet, vise. The girl was a pro. She wasn't looking for a long-ride stallion fuck, but she was fine knowing I was going to take a little time to edge once or twice before finishing into her. She was spreading her legs for her man to get fucked up the ass for my pleasure, and she knew what I liked to feel. I caught her looking into my face and gauging my reactions, and then clenching and relaxing her sphincter in response. With her orgasm complete, she knew that right now she was nothing but a hole that needed to satisfy her man. It didn't take long. I can generally hold out as long as I want, but in honor of porn stars past, I can come at will. After a few edging maneuvers, I pushed as deeply into her as I could - balls deep, so to say - and began to fill her ass with a full load. Short strokes extended my orgasm, and after all the edging I came hard. Spent, I dropped my head to her chest and started kissing her. She ran her hands over my head. Pulling out, I saw long dribs of sperm slipping from her ass and onto the carpet. Whatever, I thought. I can clean that. Years later, I am still fucking my wife up the ass. She still asks for it. And these days, I beg her to fuck my ass, too. But that's another story. Like a Pulsing Star As I realised that Anna was naked blood rushed into my face making my skin feel hot, quickly I looked down and blurted "Uhh I am uh sorry I was looking for Adam I didn't uh realise you were uhh..." I tried to blink the image out of mind but it was etched on my mind as surly as the shadow of the son that lingers in the eyes. Soft pale skin with smooth muscle spread beneath. ...Slightly puffy lips, dirty blond hair that fell just past her shoulders and a triangle of fine pubic hair over a shapely mound amply supported by strong hips and long shapely legs. ...Light green penetrating eyes ...Full firm breasts. Anna was my friend Adam's sister and if one would describe her fraises like "almost perfect" "odd," "beautiful," "healthy" and "handsome" were practically obligatory and would necessarily pop up with annoying regularity. She was tall, about 6' her face had angular but feminine features and her eyes were bright. If I had tried to search for something I didn't like I would still be leering at her naked body. Adam lived in the summer on the shore of a small lake about a half an hour from a small town and a great distance from anywhere that most people would think of as anywhere. It was a beautiful late spring day in western Canada and I had dropped by unannounced to shoot the shit and catch a few rays maybe take a swim and plan a going away party as Adam was eastern bound for employment in the oil rich areas of northern Alberta which obviously meant tedium and discomfort for him and he wasn't looking forward to it. "He's gone for the day Karl... went to town this morning." Anna returned with serenity that made me feel juvenile for my reaction to her nakedness. I am Karl: about 6'2 200 pounds with hair and eyes just a bit lighter than Anna's. I have hair down to the bottom of my shoulder blades and a beard that comes to a point under my chin. Anne calmly wrapped the large towel that defended her from the hot pebbles of the beach around her just above her breasts and tied it firmly, the way she did this made it seem obvious that she was doing this more for my comfort than for hers. She sat on a sun bleached wide white log that had gnarled roots stretching chaotically out one end. She sat in a hollow just on the log side of the roots and made herself comfortable broadcasting the intention of going back to her reading. I was still looking forward to a day of relaxation and Anne seemed to expect me to stay but I thought that it would still be considerate to ask her. "You don't mind if I stay, do you?" "Not really, help yourself..." She said gesturing to the open vacant beach made up of pebbles less than an inch in diameter a slightly crooked smile above her pointy chin. I walked back up to my small pickup truck, ashamed with myself both for walking in on her and also for being so awkward. I picked a case of beer out of the back and got my book and lunch box off of the passenger seat. I tossed the six pack as far as I could into the lake sending up a splash and getting a surprised look from Anna. I didn't bother to explain to her that the sun only warmed the surface of the lake and under seven to ten feet of water it was a refrigerator. I found a seat against a nearby log and opened my book (100 years of solitude). As I began to read I got a funny proximity related feeling as the concept of a gorgeous almost naked woman less than fifty feet from me began to tickle my abdomen. I was twenty four Adam was a year younger and Anne was twenty two. Having grown up together the age difference seemed more than it had become. She had, had a crush on me when Adam and I first started hanging out elementary school she would grab my leg and plead for me to stay with her and not do whatever it was I was planning for the day. Anne was cute but she was also a twit. At sixteen, I had felt obligated to be condescending to her and in her own turn she had slapped me in the face with complex dishonesties and scorn that only teenage girls seem to have the ability to wield like venomous acupuncture. I had actually not spent more than a week without thinking of her and I had probably had a crush on her the entire time between when I was fourteen and eighteen. I couldn't concentrate on what I was reading anymore but I pretended to be absorbed as I looked passed the book at her. She was sitting as she had been her back propped against a large root her legs side saddle over in the direction of the water; she was reading "The Valley of the Horses". It was the way her nose pointed at the book and how her pale bare shoulders shone in the sun. The tingling feeling in my gut doubled and redoubled as I though about going over there and striking up some meaningless conversation. I almost did but my legs were feeling weak so I decided to hope she would initiate. I took my shirt off and my pants so that I only had my swimming shorts on and I stretched out on the pebbles enduring a few moments of discomfort as the pebbles burned my back. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sound of the waves and the feeling of the breeze moving my long blond hair back and fourth. "Wake up!" I couldn't remember going to sleep but I was lying face down on the hot pebbles. There was a hand touching my shoulder as though testing to see how hot my skin was. "You are so stupid sometimes; let me get some sun screen on you." While I had been sleeping I had produced a throbbing erection on the warm pebbles I was grateful that I was lying face down. "Mmm-hm" I replied actually quite eager not to get sunburned and surprisingly suddenly I flinched as I felt cold cream drop right between my shoulders. Fingers and hands slipped easily over my shoulders and down over my rib cage, my mind followed them. I was so excited that I started shaking a little my breathing became a little uneven. Her hands and fingers were strong and sure she was proud of her backrub and I had often seen her practice it on other people I had never experienced it though. "Mmmm" I moaned half involuntary. The fingers traced the striated muscles in my shoulder blades and massaged my neck. "Other side" Anne murmured, suggesting I roll over. "Hmm" I refused, feigning relaxed laziness where in fact my muscles were tight and I was even more aroused. "Have it your way you lazy ass!" Anne laughed. She giggled through her nose as she finished protecting my last calf. Playfully she tucked her hands under my chest and pulled them out to apply some more cream, she spread her fingers between my abdominal muscles and I lifted myself slightly up on my elbows to allow her better access. She reached under my armpits and smeared my chest her hands sandwiched between the pebbles and me. Then she messily plastered my face and ears from behind laughing softly. At this point I was sure she could feel me shaking with excitement. "Thanks I said" sincerely the weaker part of me wanted to roll over and hug her to me. "No problem, my back now?" she said. "Umm... sorry." "Why?" "To uhh, comfortable..." I lamely excused myself. "Lazy bastard!" "Sorry." I really was. "No really!" she laughed, I could hear the pebbles crunch as she rolled over. "I can't reach and I like the sun on my back... Please!" "Fine." I said trying to add a touch of exasperation to my voice I rolled away from her to hide my crotch from her line of sight walked around and kneeled beside her. I picked the sunscreen out of her hand and kneeled beside her. She had closed her eyes, thank god. I spread an even amount of sunscreen on my hands put them on her shoulders her skin was soft and firm it reacted to my touch. I rubbed the stuff in evenly and returned to between her shoulders and pressed in firmly with my finger tips. I had never actually done this before but I thought I should return the favour and it felt like what she wanted. Flattening my long fingers against her back I pushed up and increased the force, I heard relaxed air come from her nostrils and blow against the beach. "Yeah that's good keep going, she encouraged." I began massaging her with my thumbs. Then up and over her shoulders then to her lower back then I repeated this. "I don't know about you but I am ready for a swim." Anna said after we had returned to our logs and snoozed for a bit. I got up with my back to her and ran toward the water as fast as I could, when I reached the water I lifted my knees up to stride in the water and then I dived into the cold shallow water. I swam parallel to the bottom for a while as it dropped off deeper. Then I surfaced violently. As I treaded water I watched as she entered the water casually. You might think that immersed in cold water where an erection was impossible nothing would seem erotic, you might be wrong. As Anne walked slowly into the water the small waves lapped at her skin leaving it shimmering. Her belly, her chest, her neck.... She began to swim as her hair was still dry in places. We swam down the crescent beach which was about one hundred meters. She was obviously a much better swimmer and more comfortable in the water, I had always been pretty bad at swimming being more negatively buoyant than people are usually supposed to be. I gasped a little for breath working to keep my momentum up. On the way back I finally gave up and rolled over on my back using my arms in a sweeping motion without breaking the surface. I tried to relax a bit as I felt my hair rush over my back (a wonderful feeling) and looked up at the clear blue sky marked by a few puffy white clouds. Suddenly I felt my hand brush along her breast, it felt soft, slippery and warm even with cold water rushing under it. The palm of my hand felt the tip of a hard nipple through her bathing suit. "Fuck! Sorry, I blurted, I wasn't paying attention." "Ill live" she laughed and started to speed up for the finish as we neared our place on the beach. Feeling embarrassed by my ineptitude I decided to put in a real effort to beat her back and started an awkward but passable crawl. The distance was longer than I had thought; I breathed hard and concentrated on my powerful legs. I inched ahead my arms began to ache and feel weak my breath began to come in gasps, close now. She had pulled ahead so that I was at her elbow by the time we got to shore and we both relaxed breathing hard standing on the bottom. She stepped closer to me, she wrapped her arms around my chest and hugged me closely and I could feel her breathing through my chest, amazing. I could feel our buoyancy change as we inhaled. She rested her head on my shoulder the spot between her forehead and her nose pressed into my neck. "Ahh thank you I needed that!" she said has she exhaled. "You're crazy!" I said in a gasp. "There is no way you needed that as much as I did." I think she was referring to the competition in the swim but I was talking about the embrace. Anne nodded released me and walked up onto the beach. After recovering my breath I slid under the water and swam easily parallel to the bottom, I could swim like this better. I found the beer I had left here and pulled it to the surface and back to shore. "Would you like a beer?" I offered holding up a bottle. "Now who's crazy" she laughed "of course I would." I handed her a green labelled bottle that said Nelson on it after a local brewery. We sat on the log with the funny roots for a long time drinking quietly breathing in the fresh air and feeling relaxed from our swim. Sunlight warmed my skin and cool breezes kept us cool. Finally when all the beer had been consumed she spread her large towel out on the sand and offered me a side. Lying in the sun there next to Anna I couldn't imagine anything feeling better in its own way. It filled me with a giddy euphoric feeling as the exercise spawned endorphins rushed in to temper it and I laughed softly out loud. She laughed too. "What's so funny?" she laughed smiling across her face. "You probably think I remembered something funny, but I didn't I am just feeling so happy I couldn't help it, I can't ever remember feeling like this I'm just so happy I can barely stand it that's all. Thank you." My eyes were damp. "It is a beautiful day," she said looking across the clear blue water at the rugged dark green mountains some of them still under white snow loaded peaks. "Well?" "Well what?" "You aren't happy?" "I am right now" her eyes flashed at me. "What's wrong?" I asked concerned. "What do you care?" I wanted more than anything to tell her at this point that I had really liked her all along. "You are an adult too." the frustration in my voice sounding a little too much like irritation. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" She looked at me confused and irritated. "I never really disliked you...." "It was all a bunch of teenage; friends kid sister... bullshit on my part." I elaborated, going as far as I dared. She looked at me curiously like she was starting to guess at my real feelings I tried to fight blushing in vain. "I am happy right now." She repeated. "Not usually though?" She had alluded to something important and I was concerned and curious. "Work, is tedious," she answered simply. I knew she was lying to me by the way she looked away besides her job was good for her and every time I saw her there she seemed happy enough. "...but that isn't really what's wrong? Is it?" I saw fear in her face. She reached out and grabbed my hand. "Remember when I used to spread rumours about you. I said I saw you masturbate in your back yard in front of all my friends. You never defended yourself, why?" "I couldn't talk to you" "Why? I wanted you to talk to me." I knew she was at some level still being evasive but I went with it, the possibility that she had felt the same way as I had made my gut clench. "Ok this is a little bit too adult for me right now" I went on the defensive and trying to be funny. We started to relax again and talked for a while longer in low voices about life, work, clouds and pain, safe subjects. Everything looked so beautiful and clear my lungs felt the cool air as though it had effervescence. I could feel her warm body beside me and she inched a little bit closer, we almost touched. Hours could have passed the water lapped at the shore and I closed my eyes. When I regained consciousness Anna was gone and I half believed the whole day was a dream. The sun was still high in the sky and I realised the entire day that felt like a year worth of memory was only a few hours. The next day was a Saturday and I returned to Adams cabin early in the evening, he was leaving the next day. A few people had come by to see him off, his sister and a couple common friends. Immediately we began working industriously building a fire. We would haul any driftwood or dry timber in a 300 meter radius that three people could carry and pile them into a high bonfire. For the sake of tradition we lit it with tufts of dry grass and twigs using only a match to make it more challenging. As the dusk settled around us the flames would leap forty feet into the air and we would take spots around the fire watching it and talking with interchangeable people on night subjects; fire, women, computer games, books usually involving space travel and fratricide... etc. I gravitated toward Anne and we began to talk about music we both listened to the same sort of hard rock, the sort that doesn't involve singers that impersonate deranged castrati or endless tables of boring power chords. After exploring music for a few minutes and even gathering a few people around us that interjected occasionally the conversation went literate and I started explaining my fascination with Alistair McLain and how he brought back historical situations with vivacity that the original battles may even have lacked. Anne said "I feel the same way about the earth's children books." "I disagree; in fact I think it is vastly overstepping the bounds of historical fiction to even consider such books history. The idea that two people made most of the important discoveries of prehistory in less than five years is silly. A utopian existence in ancient Europe where isolated tribes that compete for resources: don't fight each other for resources that were precious thin during the last throws of an ice age is equally daft. If even medicine had continued at that rate of discovery there would have been antibiotics by 10,000 B.C." I ranted. Anne contemplated what I had said for a few minutes; after my rant people left our circle in search of other conversations most of them hadn't read any Jane M Aule or Alistair McLain. Most of our rock music discussion people joined Adam who was almost furiously preaching how Satan was the hand of god and how a good/evil duality had no place in monotheism. "How some people can convince themselves that the creator of the universe who is omnipotent omniscient and omnipresent, the alpha and the omega, that god would lose domain of the earth to Satan as it says in revelations...." Eric's voice warbled over the crackle of the fire and the steady hum of voices. "I concede to some of what you said" Anna returned "I don't think the books paint quite as utopian a picture of prehistoric Europe as you seem to think though." I had annoyed her a bit and it lit a fire behind her eyes that was fun to watch, she was more animated than anyone I could remember talking to. "Also from a romantic aspect and just entertainment value... are you arguing with success?" She exaggerated her disbelief. "I did find the first few books occasionally boner inducing" I returned naturally. Realising what I had just said I chuckled nervously. For a moment Anna gave me a look that said the opposite of "where have you been all my life Romeo". Then, apparently no longer interested in conversation she reached out and grabbed my hand. We sat side by side cross legged on the pebbles facing the fire and looking into it. I looked at her face as she stared into the flames, blobs of colour and contrasting darkness danced on her and her eyes reflected the fire. Anna turned her head and saw that I was staring at her, I didn't look away. The dark contrast on her face ran exactly down the middle, my heart started to beat faster and faster. "I thought I loved you. I never talked to you because I thought I loved you." I felt year's worth of weight come from my shoulders. "Not anymore though?" "I don't know. I try not to think about it." I swallowed still looking at her. Finally overwhelmed I was about to look away when I realised she was going to kiss me. I almost laughed as she scooted a little closer to me, I felt giddy. She pressed her lips to me I felt them squish into mine and then it was over. Looking at her beside me with her arm around my back I wondered if I had just imagined this, was just imagining.... I licked my lips and kissed her cheek quickly leaving a little saliva. I could feel a dimple on her cheek, her smile with my face with my lips. I kissed her again on the lips this time and was about to withdraw when her hand at the back of my head prevented me, her mouth opened slightly and her tongue slid out and ran along my teeth. I opened my mouth and felt her tongue instantly invade it, I pushed into her with my tongue and grabbed her in my arms uncrossing my legs. We fell backwards as if in slow motion as she fell against the beach I rolled on top of her we never broke the embrace, never stopped kissing. We made soft wet sounds with our mouths. Warmth from her body flowed up to me like a liquid and the shape of her under my weight hypnotised me. She giggled, I laughed, I wasn't the least bit uncomfortable I realised, surprised and that was probably partly because of that perfect disarming giggle. She kissed my cheek wetly, I kissed her deeply again and again we held together. I closed my eyes, concentrating on the sensations. Her mouth tasted warm and soft and thick my mind my whole self was in her mouth; my whole being tingled. I lifted myself onto my elbows to look at her face. Like a Pulsing Star "I think I loved you too..." She said looking into me. I heard the light crunching sound of feet on the beach and realised that a small crowed of silent onlookers had surrounded us, not surprising we were right next to the fire. They realised that we were aware of them they began to cheer and whistle. The moment was ruined but I couldn't help but laugh. We looked up at them with a resigned busted look smiling from ear to ear. "Well...?" Anna said "Are you going to let us get on with it? ...Or just stand around invading our privacy?" I could hear real irritation in her voice but she was still smiling. "Get a fucking room!" an angry sounding onlooker jeered. Anna tensed. I suddenly realised that a few of them were quite drunk, I must have been so absorbed with Anna that I hadn't even realised there was a party happening around us. I also realised that more people had appeared than just common friends. Adam wasn't a generally very social person but parties at this time of year were very popular. I realised Adam was standing there too laughing hysterically. We got to our feet reluctantly. "Dude... I always knew there was something between you two." he said "Ha-ha I knew it!" "I never actually thought either of you would ever do anything he-he-he." "If I had waited for this stupid guy any longer he would have been kissing my dentures!" Anna smiled fondly at me. "That was hot, you made my fucking day!" Eric said and grabbed us around the shoulders. "...Definitely going to miss you two." ...More cheering from the crowd. All of a sudden I realised what my gut had been telling me was wrong since the one voice of anger in the crowd. Anna had a boyfriend, any woman as beautiful as her usually does. He was standing ten feet away glowering at us. I felt all the happiness that had built up over the last couple days blow out of me like air escaping from a balloon. This had all been so perfect and now there was going to be a bad scene and Adam's party was going to get all fucked up. I didn't know what to do I felt sick I felt like telling the guy I was sorry, I didn't feel sorry. I wanted to disappear but I knew that I had to take some responsibility for the situation. I wished that the man glaring at us would understand how much I liked Anna. I hoped I deserved her as much as I cared for her. "Get a room that charges by the fucking hour" The man stepped forward, the crowed went dead quiet. Now Anna looked like she was ashamed but there was also furious anger I saw in her boiling to the surface under her skin. "Who invited you?" Anna spat the words at him. I had never liked Dan I had felt that he was egotistical and stupid. Looking at him with the last few days in perspective I wasn't sure if that had been jealousy all along. I realised that I had wanted Anna since I could remember, that had been the reason I had felt embarrassed to relate to her in public. I had been too scared of the terrible pain she could cause me if she had not felt the same. I also realised that fear had been unjustified all these years, the reason she had abused me was probably from her own frustration with our situation that in turn fuelled my own uncertainty. We had to be both adults before we could even bear to talk to each other and we hadn't been able to be comfortable together until yesterday. It all seemed so futile in retrospect. Dan just stood there letting his anger choke him. "This is a public beach; I can be here if I want to be." He pouted. "I came to be with you, fuck you." He gestured in way that made him look like he was trying to be a badass gangster or rapper or something. "I am so sick of you and your shit, you never wanted me, I tried to love you and you didn't even care!" "I was only ever around to stroke your fucking ego and fuck you." Anna's face was contorted and red; tears were running down her face. "Everybody line up Anna' ell blow you all like the bitch she is." Dan stepped toward the three of us. He was a few inches shorter than me but even more muscular. He had short black hair that was jelled carefully and a closely shaved boyish face. Dan was a strikingly handsome man in a conventional way a sharp contrast to my tall angular, long hair and beard. I had liked fighting at one point in high school but had grown out of it. I couldn't believe that this longer antlers bullshit was actually happening and under my piano wire tight nerves I laughed at how cliché it was. Adam stepped in front of me and I heard a sharp sound as Dan hit him hard in the face three more followed before Adam could even get his guard up and he grabbed Dan and stumbled over him onto the ground pulling him down. Muffled fighting sounds, rasping breath came from a tangled heap of fists and arms. I grabbed Dan off the top of the pile pulling him free of Adam who was gasping and holding his bleeding face. "Fuck off" I told him putting as much effort into looking intimidating as I could. Dan got to his feet energetically and came at me. I blocked the same punch that had surprised Adam and countered at his face as hard as I could but my footing was bad and the shot went wide. I corrected my footing and blocked again with my right arm sweeping his fist passed my shoulder. I swung with my left hand this time, a small amount of martial art training had identified my cross as a weakness but it collided with his cheek and surprised him for a split second as I stepped back, balanced and jabbed with all the strength in my right arm. I felt the shock of the impact all the way to behind my shoulders the knuckles on both my hands hurt. Dan staggered back and I slipped on some loose gravel and fell down. I saw his leg swing at me but my hands were breaking my fall. The force of his ankle hit my neck right beside my trachea and knocked me over I couldn't breath and there was an intense throbbing pain in my neck I coughed for air. A foot hit under my ribcage. I rolled over and got up in one motion and held my breath to keep from coughing. A fist hit my face and another and another. Dan was fuming throwing as many punches he could wildly but surprisingly weakly into my face. The hits felt like grenades going off behind my face. Adam hit Dan in the side of the head and I took the opportunity to cough for breath again, I tasted blood. People grabbed Dan and subdued him and I allowed myself to collapse to the earth. When I learned how to breathe again I looked around me and realised that there was Adam beside me his damaged face in his hands and a huddle of people nearer the fire. A concerned woman I couldn't recognise in the darkness asked me if I was all right I nodded. "Dan is hurt" she said worry apparent in her voice. "Good" I thought, but then... "This is perfect any body else that knows first aid is too drunk to be useful and if I go near him I will probably just get hit again." I realised. I heard the sounds of someone vomiting in the huddle. I realised that I had to do something, I was still responsible for the situation and I was feeling more like an idiot every second. I pushed my way through the crowed and in an unfamiliar voice demanded that people stand back and give me some light. Sour vomit smell stung my nose I could see Dan lying on his side breathing in quick breaths, I still couldn't see. Anna was standing beside me I told her to help me lift him and we wrapped our arms under his shoulders he stumbled between us up to the cabin. Real light, I could see a red bruise on his temple where I had hit him, the pupil of his eye was dilated and instantly I suspected that he had a concussion. I loaded him in my truck and drove to the emergency room of the local hospital talking to Dan and enduring obscenities in return thank full that they indicated he was still in pretty reasonable shape. The nurse in the emergency room, an unhealthy looking old woman with dark circles under her eyes initially thought that I was the one that was needed help, blood was caked to my beard under my nose and I had a fat lip. Even after I had explained the situation she had a look at me, she told me that she was going to keep him in the hospital overnight to keep an eye on him but that I could relax he didn't seem to be in any real danger. By the time I got back to the party it had all but disbanded Eric and Anna were the only ones still there. "I am a total idiot, I'm so sorry" Anna almost mouthed the words she spoke them so quietly. Eric looked at her in a paternal way, disappointed but much more concerned about his sister than his party. "My fault" I said flatly. "I made out with Anna, I provoked him and then I punched him." The memory of making out with Anna escalated my heart rate. Anna looked hurt, being dismissed in the third person. "Dan was always and asshole" she confessed to the floor. "I don't know what I saw in him." "I was too afraid to dump him, he yelled at me, threatened me..." "Shut up Anna, I know what you saw in him." Adam cut off his sister. Anna and I stared at Adam. "... You saw a way to stop thinking about Karl, I knew all along." "You idiots have built your lives around avoiding each other." Fully sick of blaming ourselves we all looked at the floor feeling stupid. It was only just before midnight but none of us felt much like partying so the three of us decided to retire for the night. I didn't want to make the drive again so I slept on a blanket on the floor. The cabin was mostly a summer house but it was insulated and pretty tight, it was mostly one room with a wood stove providing both heat and a cooking surface. There was no running water. Like many cabins it had a loft large enough for a bed and a small desk. Anna and I arranged our bedding parallel about three feet apart took our trips to the outhouse. We talked quietly for a while until I heard her breathing become regular and slow I drifted off to a relaxing sleep. When I opened my eyes I felt groggy and comfortable, a dim blue light shone through the window. Sometime during the night Anna had moved her mat beside mine and was lying with her head on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead and rubbed her back. She looked up at me, smiled and mouthed "hey, there" silently. She reached across my chest and grabbed my hand pulling it to her. I rolled onto my side and we held each other for a long time in the dim early morning light, feeling sleepy warm and happy the night before fading into memory. All of a sudden her eyes opened wide and I could tell an idea had occurred to her as surely as if she had a light bulb appear over her head. "Let's swim!" "I didn't bring my bathing suit" I said "Wear what you like I don't plan on wearing anything" she returned. The idea of her seeing the cold water reduce my dick to a wrinkled pathetic turnip scared me. "Uh, I don't think..." "I won't think less of you." She laughed reading my mind. I couldn't think around it so I nodded and got up pulling my pants up at the same time. I didn't bother with a shirt but I did grab my blanket and a towel to warm up after, she did the same. "Race you there!" Anna said as we quietly stepped out in the cold blue morning. I knew exactly where she meant to go it wasn't exactly a beach but it was private, it was a rocky cove that had trees almost all the way down to the water. The path was mossy and almost totally straight. The trees blurred past changing from the evergreens near the beach into a grove of birches and thick maples as we ran fast, barefoot, laughing and panting. She was a better swimmer and more at home in the water but running was something I did a lot of and I cut in front of her as we neared the cove. Trees came almost to the water and rocks between the sizes of people's heads and large appliances fell off steeply into the water the surrounding area was covered in moss. Quickly I slipped all my clothes off and jumped and in one stride jumped to a large rock and dived into the water skimming the bottom dodging boulders then surfacing facing the cove. My breath caught in my throat as I saw her clearly, striding almost casually into the water naked. She smiled broadly at me; she liked me looking at her right now. Her nipples stiffened visibly as the cold water rushed past her thighs. She rolled onto her side as she started swimming toward me. Anna looked into my eyes keeping her head upright, probably so that she wouldn't embarrass me. We treaded water for a while; I enjoyed the feeling of the cold water rushing around me it felt different, better to be naked. Anna grabbed me; I could feel her soft skin her firm breasts pressing into my chest, her hipbones. We sank beneath the water not kicking as the water got to my eyes I closed them. Anna held her cheek to mine; I could feel her heart beating faster and faster through her chest. My shrunken dick pressed into her hip, I didn't care like I thought I would. I let go first and swam up for air. We were both panting and laughing as we swam back to shore. I realised I was freezing cold, my hands were white and I was shaking. I towelled off quickly and wrapped myself in my blanked shivering. "Ye-you are some kind of f-fucking siren now trying to kill me?" I chattered smiling. She smiled back and punched me playfully in the shoulder. Let me in silly she smiled. I opened up my blanket numbly disbelieving. Anna rolled in so her back was to me. I held her around her waist. Her warmth was amazing, exhilarating, and the round cheeks of her butt pressed into my pelvis; we spooned. I rubbed my feet against hers. I started to get hard before I even stopped shaking; it felt like my heart was pounding in my throat. "Mmmm," Anna breathed. "So warm...!" "...Better than shivering alone in your blanket?" "Mmm I replied. ...this feels so good, too good." "I know." It feels like we should have been doing this forever". She said with an ironic voice that was annoyed. "I still love you, I always have, I was so afraid you didn't feel the same way... I couldn't bear it. I couldn't tell you." I said. "Promise me something?" She said as she wiggled a little bit bringing us impossibly close together. My gut tightened until it was so tight I was in real pain. "If you have something important to tell me, fucking say it you dork!" Warmth radiated through me, my erection pulsed between the cheeks of her butt. She rolled over and pulled me on top of her; I supported myself on my elbows and kissed her lightly my hair fell around us sealing us into veiled, darker world. We kissed deeply, my mouth felt hot I even imagined I could feel her pulse through her tongue. She looked so warm and pink; sweat was starting to accumulate between us where my skin touched hers. Her neck looked thick and beautiful, strong lying down, nothing about Anna was fragile. The certainty of the situation descended on me, I was going to have sex with this beautiful woman and I couldn't imagine ever wanting to do anything more. Adrenaline choked me. The fondness in her eyes melted me. I found that I had let my arms relax putting a lot of weight on her pressing us together. I rolled off of her to let her breath and put a hand on her shoulder, I spread my fingers and pulled my hand down slowly feeling her collarbone, the swell of her breast. Her nipple passed under my middle finger. I petted her hip and kissed her again. I alternated pawing her breast and petting the side of her hip for a while just loving the feel of her smooth skin as I kissed her all over her face, I put a finger just under her breast against her ribcage and moved it out to her shoulder her skin was moist. Sweat glistened on her forehead. Anna moved even closer and straddled my leg I could feel the mound and slit of her sex with my thigh, it was wet and hot. She rocked against me slowly. "D-do it!" she gasped "Right now!" I touched her lips and rolled her a few inches away so I could reach down to her pussy. I brushed my fingers over her mound through her fine hair. I lightly brushed her slit a few times with a finger, I held my thumb against where her clit was and pressed my middle finger into her warm inviting opening. I held my hand like this and rocked my thumb back and forth. I lifted my thumb and pressed my finger as far as it would go and began rubbing slowly up and down pressing up towards her belly my mind was in her vagina. She felt slick, intensely hot. I increased the speed and she rocked harder into me moaning softly. I returned my thumb to her clit and teased it. I pressed my index finger into her as well. Anna gasped I could tell she was close as I began to rapidly fuck her with my fingers until I could feel her tighten around my fingers and shudder hard. After her orgasm subsided she kissed me deeply again. "Ok that was fun." She smiled at me glowing. "For real now though, fuck me." She gasped, she spread eagled beside me and encouraged me onto her with her arm with her other arm she grabbed my dick and pressed it to her sex. She was soaking wet. I moved my hips just enough to bury the tip into her then farther I stroked slowly, gently into her. We patiently found a rhythm and began to comfortably heave into each other. I could already feel my impending climax rise and spread itself through my whole being. "Oh fuck!" I began to orgasm pouring load after load of cum into her. Pleasure rolled through me smoothly, rhythmically. "S-sorry I said..." ...Beginning to withdraw myself. "Don't be" she said and held me to her with her legs wrapped around mine. "Its Ok" She looked fondly up at me with her large eyes smiling from ear to ear. I relaxed "you made me do it." We both laughed. "Shut up you!" she punched my shoulder again a tear slid down her cheek. I never fully softened in her. Lying there connected with her at the hip and feeling warm, shaking with excitement and comfortable thrilled me for long beautiful moments. I grabbed her shoulders from behind and rolled over so I was on my back and she was lying on my chest. "So I suck..." I said. "Show me how it's done." "Ahhh pay attention" she gasped and concentrated looking seriously at my chest as she lifted herself up and began rocking back and forth on top of me. I matched her thrusts and soon we had a rhythm again and the blanket slid off of our wet, pulsing sweating bodies releasing a heavy musk. I put my hands on her shoulders again just to feel the way she moved. I spread my hands wide and pulled them slowly down over her glistening collar bone over her soft breasts and down the hard muscles in her abdomen and left my hands palm up touching her with my fingers just inside the hollow between where her abdominal muscles and her inner thighs started and felt the smooth motions from her hip. Morning birds were singing and I could hear softly obscene wet noises from our union. She leaned down and my hands were sandwiched between our warm sweating fleshes feeling her slide back and fourth I drew my hands up the side of her body and held the bottom of her ribcage. Her pace quickened as she approached her own orgasm. I could feel the walls of her vagina contract around me; I could feel her breathing change with my hands. Her back arched, her head rolled back and she opened her mouth in a silent scream for a long moment. She grunted inhaled and moaned shaking her head as she rode me feverishly, me thrusting up to her as hard as I could to match her. As the last aftershocks of her orgasm subsided, her pace reduced our sloppy noises intensified. I could feel an abundance of warm fluid around my groin. "Oh, uh I think I can manage that... Uhh..." I grunted and rolled us together again so that her shoulders were off the blanket all together and on the mossy ground. She lifted her knees up and raised herself with her feet to allow me deeper access. I pounded into her, both of us panting hard and moaning. Like a Pulsing Star "Good?" I gasped... "So ahh so... so good" she answered between thrusts, beads of sweat dripped off of my nose sparkling and landed on her neck forming in pulses with her own sweat and sliding up to her jaw and down to the moss. I could feel another orgasm approaching and it felt like the end of the world. The intensity of it doubled and doubled again until I felt like it would overwhelm me completely and I would be swallowed up into infinity. She screamed as she came, shaking mechanically under me. This was too much for me and I exploded into her. Slow bolts of intense pleasure passed through me. Warm rushes flowed through me deep into her my thick fluids bathed my member and filled her. I collapsed gently onto her totally spent and softening in her. I rolled off her and lay beside her we panted deeply. Tears began rolling down my face and I lay my head on her belly. Hot tears of joy dripped off my cheeks onto her, she raised a hand and held my shoulder. I looked over at her as she lay dazed under me staring into nowhere her eyes wet, her whole being pink and blushing everywhere; her hair tangled around her head in the moss her chest heaving wildly. The sun peaked over the mountains shining in leafy patterns on the soft forest floor the puffy clouds turned pink above us. The earthy smell of the forest mingled with our musk and hung thick in the air. A cool breeze blew over us moving our hair and making us shiver. Lazily we rolled ourselves back up into our blankets spooning again until we went to sleep exhausted and content. We rose up like a pulsing star. John Keats