3 comments/ 15283 views/ 2 favorites Sex in the City Ch. 01 By: Bridget69 "That's it! I have to go take a walk and clear my head before I rip someone else's right off their neck. Don't call me, don't text me, don't email me. I will be the one contacting you once I've calmed down." This was how I left things at my branch office when I angrily stormed out at 9PM. I was on the verge of losing the biggest client I had ever scored, all because of the idiot my partner, Doug, had hired, and up until now, was refusing to fire. When things turned even further south on Monday, I had hopped on the first flight to New York to try and salvage the relationship. It looked like I was going to have to do more than my usual amount of bargaining and sucking up. I was glad I always had a bag packed at the office, ready for such emergency trips. I looked up as this last thought crossed my mind, realizing that I had no idea where I was. When I exited the building, had I turned left or right? Where the hell was I? Pulling out my phone, I checked my coordinates. Good lord, was I ever off! Completely wrong direction. I shook my head to wipe the slate clean, like clearing the screen of an Etch-A-Sketch, figuring I would continue walking a while to reorient myself. As I retraced my steps, I encountered a man, whom at first sight, took my breath away. He walked with a bit of a swagger and was incredibly gorgeous, his dark eyes seeming to bore straight into my core. Our gazes locked and our heads swiveled as our paths crossed. Once I had passed him, I must have unconsciously mumbled something under my breath, which was still loud enough for him to hear. I heard him take a few brisk steps behind me, trying to catch up. "Is everything okay?" he inquired. "No," I replied, considering simply telling him that I was lost, and could he kindly help me to find my way back? But this guy had me thinking thoughts I shouldn't be having with an 8AM meeting scheduled for the next morning. "Anything I can help you with?" he pursued further, seeming to read my mind. There's no possible way he's serious, I told myself. But I decided to call his bluff. I stopped in my tracks and turned to face him, assuming my sexiest attitude, by cocking my head, placing one hand on my hip and smiling as seductively as I could, but I'm sure I was only coming off as looking more ridiculous than anything. "You really want to help me?" It was almost a challenge. "I wouldn't have offered if I didn't have the intention to." Maybe he was exactly the diversion that I needed right now. At that moment, I realized I was slightly taller than he was. Granted, I was wearing 4" heels, but I didn't want to seem too intimidating. I bent my knees and slouched a bit to better compliment his height, reaching out to stroke below the tight knot of his silk tie. "In that case, what are you doing for the rest of the night?' No doubt he was taken off guard by my question, even though he probably got propositioned all the time, considering his good looks, just not on a random street corner. He placed one hand on my waist, bringing us closer, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial level. "Why don't you tell me what I'll be doing for the rest of the night?" Despite the humid evening air, goosebumps broke out on the surface of my skin. I suppressed a shiver as I laid it all out on the table. "Come to my hotel room for a drink and we can discuss the options, or better yet, come to my hotel room and I'll show you, your choice..." For a while he just looked at me, either waiting for me to start laughing and say I was just kidding, or contemplating running the other way. I held his gaze, determined to see this through to whatever outcome. It was when he nodded once and grabbed my hand that I knew I had reeled him in. We headed back in the direction where we had first met. "Where's your hotel?" "A few blocks away. Care to clue me in on your decision?" "I'm not sure yet. But I know I'll take you up on something. Let's catch a cab." "You're not sure what you want to do, yet you want to get there faster?" I teased. I'm pretty sure he had already made up his mind but was just toying with me. "It will force my decision. By the way, what's your name?" "Names aren't necessary." He stopped and turned, facing me. "Come on, what's your name?" he repeated. "You don't need it, so I'm not going to divulge it. Is that going to be a problem?" I said, using my height to emphasize an authoritative stance. I had been told on many occasions that I could be quite intimidating when I fixed my eyes on someone and didn't glance away. It had worked in many business negotiations, would it work here, too? I was determined to find out. "Okay, no name, for now. You'll change your mind," he said resignedly, but with a hint of confidence. "Don't count on it." He leaned in so close, I could feel his lips against my ear. "I guarantee you that by the time we're done, you will have told me your name." He retreated slightly, but was still close enough that the slightest movement would cause our lips to make contact. "Let's go." he broke the trance and we started walking. As we arrived at the corner, several taxis zoomed by until we hailed one. I entered first, sliding to the opposite end of the seat, until he motioned me to sidle closer. He took my hand, turning the palm upwards, stroking it lightly with his thumb. It was such a long time since I had been touched by a man, that even this slightest gesture had an intense effect on me. Noticing my reaction, he leaned towards me and whispered, "You just made up my mind for me. We're heading straight to your room." For the rest of the commute, I had to apply incredible restraint in not throwing myself at him, instead taking the time to observe him each time we passed under the streetlights. "How much farther"? he asked, and I was pleased to see that he was just as eager as I felt. "Almost there." As we arrived at the door of my room, I pulled out my key, but he took it out of my hand and unlocked the door, holding it open for me. As I walked through, he grabbed my waist from behind and pulled me against him. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips then. He had just discovered one of my weaknesses. As the door closed behind us, I wondered how many more he would find before this night was over. On the other hand, I considered breaking free, saying this was so very unlike me, but who I was kidding? It wasn't my habit to always do this kind of thing, but it certainly wasn't the first time, either. I felt I would collapse, made the more pronounced when he raised one hand up to my neck, brushing my hair back. "Take off your shoes." I complied, now making me a couple of inches shorter than him. "Let me warm you up," he offered, mistaking my goosebumps as being cold due to the air conditioned room, but I certainly wasn't going to correct him now. He pushed the collar of my blouse to the side and started kissing my shoulder. I had to reach out to brace myself against the wall as I sucked in a sharp intake of breath. With my other hand, I grabbed onto his coat. I flung my head back and to the side, allowing complete access, feeling his tongue working its way up my neck. I felt him smile as he pulled me as close as two people, still fully clothed, could get to each other. I grabbed the back of his head, tangling my fingers through his hair. Then he stopped and stepped back and I almost buckled from the sudden loss of support. He placed a hand on my shoulder and turned me so I could face him, backing me against the wall, leaning in to kiss me. His lips lightly brushed against mine then pulled away. It was so fleeting that it was almost imperceptible. He made contact again, tentatively, tilting his head to one side and then the other, as though trying to assess how best to gain leverage over me, but he didn't need to. I was already his for the taking. He had me exactly where he wanted. Gradually, he increased the pressure. My arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. He traced the line between my lips with the tip of his tongue, prying them open, gaining entrance. He led us away from the wall as we continued kissing, towards the bedroom. I wasn't even aware that we had moved. That's how much I was focused on the sensations that consumed me. And that's when I realized that we had stopped and standing apart from each other. I noticed that he had his back to me, looking out the window. The curtains had been left open and the view of the city in the nighttime was spectacular. But that wasn't the view I was admiring right now. I walked up behind him and ran my hands across his back and up to his shoulders, turning until I was in front of him. I returned my hands to his waist, my fingers fidgeting over his belt buckle, disappearing under his trench coat. I pushed the coat over his shoulders and down his arms, feeling his biceps flex under my touch. The coat dropped heavily to the floor as we joined hands, looking at each other, the desire emanating brightly from our eyes, even in the darkened room. Becoming self-conscious under the weight of his scrutiny, I cast my eyes downward. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice low and gravelly. When I didn't obey immediately, he repeated, a bit more assertively, "Look. At. Me." When I once again raised my eyes to his and he knew he had my attention, he continued, "Are you sure you want to go through with this? I mean, really sure? Because the way you're responding to my touch and the way you're touching me, getting my blood pumping, I'll have a really hard time stopping if you change your mind. I'm not saying that you can't change it, or that I won't stop, it's not in my nature to force myself upon women, don't worry. But I just want to make sure, that at least as of now, you're in." With absolutely no hesitation on my part, I said, "Oh, I'm definitely in. And I do not intend to change my mind. Now, are you done with the talking?" In response, he cupped the back of my head and crushed his lips against mine. God, this is what I had wanted, been waiting for, since I first saw him on the street. I opened my mouth, and his tongue ventured further inside. My first instinct was to pull away so I could catch my breath, but there was no way in hell that I was going to break this kiss. At that moment, I needed it even more than I needed oxygen. I pressed my entire body against his and heard him moan. When we finally broke free and looked at each other, I knew I had all the consent to continue. I loosened his tie and removed it, proceeding to his suit jacket, which I disposed of in the same manner as the trench coat, my hands roaming across his chest, soon starting at the top button of his shirt. I was careful to keep my eyes focused on my hands, otherwise, I would surely dissolve if I looked at him. His shirt was half undone when he stopped my hands in their progression. "My turn..." He took control, exhibiting a bit more impatience than I had, removing my jacket in no time, immediately concentrating on my blouse. As each button became unfastened, he kissed the exposed skin, starting at my neck and soon arriving at my bra, reaching back to unhook the clasp, removing both my blouse and bra simultaneously. He seated himself on the edge of the bed, pulling me towards him and securing me between his knees. He stretched his neck forward, quickly sucking a nipple into his mouth, as though he was in a hurry. I pushed his head back to stop him. "Hey, you know, we have all night. No need to rush." Reclaiming my nipple, he sucked it further in, biting gently around it, not wanting to lose hold of it as he spoke. "Oh, I know. And I plan on making the most of every minute of it." My eyes rolled back in my head as I said, breathless, "Please, the other one." A mischievous smile curled his lips. Thinking I had become too sensitive to the stimulation, he abandoned the one nipple and started on the other. "No, I meant both at the same time." His mouth sought out and recaptured one, as the fingers of his other hand pinched its neglected counterpart. Did he ever follow instructions well! It was all I could do to remain upright and not fall to my knees, the voice in my head screaming, "Don't stop!" But then, that's exactly what he did. "Why the hell did you stop? Are you trying to torture me?" "I need to ask you a question." Finding it strange given the moment, I said, "Go ahead. Ask away." "Do you remember our conversation before we caught a cab?" "That's unexpected, but yes, what about it?" "What's your name?" I tried to take a step back but he had placed his hands on my waist, pinning me in place. "You little shit, let me go!" I protested in mock anger. Laughing, he said, "No, I told you I would get your name sooner or later. I want your name." He maneuvered me back and stood up, still holding onto my waist, bringing one hand up to my face, brushing it with his thumb. His voice dropped an octave and he spoke slowly. But I was resolved not to let him win. "Darling, you know you want to tell me. Why? Because you want to hear me say it. You want to hear me moan it when you do something to me that just feels so good. You want to hear me whisper it into your ear. You want me to use it when I'm asking you what you want, making sure you're satisfied. And most of all, you absolutely want to hear it coming out of my mouth right at the moment when I come. You know you want that." "Damn you, I mean, seriously, you fight dirty." Right then, he knew he had won and he celebrated his victory by kissing me softly and ever so slowly, as though we were long time lovers and I felt the last remnants of my determination crumbling. I had vowed to be careful. With names, things always ended up becoming too personal, too emotional, too complicated. But God, that kiss! That kiss is what made me completely surrender myself physically to him that night. And that was only as far as I wanted it to go. I wanted to go beyond kissing, I needed to touch him, to feel him. I continued unbuttoning his shirt where I had earlier left off, pulling it out of his pants and moving down to his belt. He disengaged from our kiss and stepped back. "Do you think you can distract me? You still haven't given me your name." "It's Kimberly. Or, you can call me Kim." "Kim. Kimberly," he leaned close and whispered in my ear. "Kimberly. Yes, please continue, Kimberly." He was right, hearing my name from his lips was sheer ecstasy. Our gazes locked as I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, but I wasn't just going to let them fall to the floor. Slipping my fingers under the waistband of his pants, but purposefully avoiding his boxer shorts, I pulled them down to his thighs before I had to get lower. I knelt down, continuing to remove his pants in the process, noticing that there would be a tricky part in getting them over his boots. "Lift up your leg." He did so, and almost fell over, grabbing onto my head to regain his balance. We both laughed. We were in the midst of a sexy moment, but why shouldn't we have a little fun with it? I stood up, trailing my hands along the inside of his thighs, moving back to the front to sweep his open shirt back and off his shoulders. "You know, you never asked me what my name was. It's Ethan." "Ethan." I let it roll slowly off my tongue. "I like how it sounds. But it's going to sound even better when I scream it as I'm coming, when I whisper it in your ear as I hold you close, as I cry it out repeatedly, as though in worship." With both of our names established and the matter settled, Ethan continued undressing me, but before we went any further, I needed to take care of a few things. "Hold that thought, I'll be right back." I hurried towards the bathroom and shut the door. I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath before extracting a few condoms out of my travel case. I had almost made a huge mistake a few years ago, and since then, I always made sure to be prepared, even though it usually ended up that nothing happened. But one could never be too cautious. As I emerged from the bathroom with only just my panties still on, the bedside lamp was turned on. I sidestepped around our clothes which lay scattered across the floor, padding behind Ethan. I walked around him to stand in front of him. "Ethan? Do me a favor, will you? "Anything." "Kiss me, please?" Again, he followed instructions quite well. And although I had thought I would be better accustomed, this kiss was just as overwhelming as the first one, catching me off guard. Maybe I just needed to relinquish all control and follow someone else's lead for once and go with the flow. I had felt this way in kissing only two other men in my life. As busy as I was, I barely had time for the traditional rituals of dating, but I had felt it in my gut back then, and I felt it in my gut now. But why? I had only known him for how long? An hour? Maybe two? I would probably regret it later, but now I just wanted to live in the moment, until the morning, at least. The morning... "Oh, shit!" I abruptly blurted out. "Something wrong?" Ethan asked, sounding genuinely concerned. "Not wrong, exactly. I almost forgot to set my alarm. I have to be somewhere at 7:30. Fuck, no, at 7 and if I'm late, I'll be screwed." I picked up my jacket from the floor and grabbed my phone from the pocket. "Why so early?" "It's the reason I was out walking after being at the office so late. I was trying to get rid of all the frustration at this situation with a client," I explained as I finished setting the alarm and putting my phone down by the bedside. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to spoil the mood. From now on, you have my undivided attention." "So, what you're saying is that you need to relieve and to work off some pent-up stress and anger, am I right?" Ethan guessed, closing the distance between us. "How perceptive of you." He continued in the intimate exploration of my body and I decided to stop questioning, over analyzing, and just start savoring. "You like this, don't you, Kim?" I didn't say anything. He repeated, "You like this, don't you, Kimberly?" "Yes." More of a moan than an affirmation. "Spread your legs." His hand slid downward and between my legs, pausing on the outside of my panties, fondling me on top of the material, making my whole body lurch. "Do you know just how wet you are right now? Did I do that to you?" Ethan said, his fingers sliding under the waistband of my panties. "You know, I'm noticing that it takes me saying things twice to you before you respond to me." "You actually want me to respond to you?" "Of course. I don't just say things to hear myself speak. So again, am I the one who made you this wet?" I bit my lip as I admitted, "Yes." "What exactly did I do? Be specific." "Specifics. Okay, let's see... It all started back in the cab when you were caressing my palm with your thumb and held my hand as we walked to the hotel. That first kiss you gave me once we were inside the hotel room, the way you grabbed me from behind, how you used your hands, your mouth, your tongue to touch me, feeling how hard you were when you were pressed against me. That's what got me wet." "That will do for starters. Next time, respond. Understand?" he said in a commanding tone, and I had never been more turned on. "Yes, I understand." "Good girl." His hand plunged inside my panties, his fingers seeking and locating my clit. He removed them and shoved me gently onto the bed, flipping me over on my back, spreading my legs and kneeling between them. "Kimberly, look at me." This time, I looked him straight in the eyes. Sex in the City Ch. 01 "Don't take your eyes off me. I want you to look at me the whole time." "I'll do my best." "See to it that you do." He slung my legs over his arms, elevating them and locking them in place. My eyes must have bulged out of my head as he bent down and laid his tongue flat against my widened and exposed cavity, gliding along to its uppermost extremity. "Oh, fuck me, yes!" I cried out. "Mmmm, be patient, that happens later. Don't forget, I want you to look at me when you come." The intensity soon had me squirming and writhing beneath him, which he must have interpreted as my trying to resist him, to break free. "Kimberly, if you don't stop fighting me, I'm going to have to restrain you. I can use my tie, our belts. I won't hesitate to do it. Is that what you want? He couldn't possibly know how much I wanted that. God, but was I ever tempted to say yes. "I, no... I can't. Not during the first time, anyway." But would there even be other times? I wondered. Ethan seemed quite crestfallen by this rejection but didn't let that get in the way of repossessing his consolation prize. Soon, an incoherent torrent of words spilled forth from my mouth, but at some point, I must have said "faster" because that's the one to which he matched his pace just as my body signaled its shattering peak. The tremors that overcame my entire being did not eventually abate but remained on a prolonged collision course under the direction of his unrelenting onslaught. I couldn't help but close my eyes just then, despite his insistent orders, and during that brief moment, I felt him surmounting me, entering me. His strokes were slow and steady, measured only by our rhythmic pants, and not by the ticking of seconds, as I had lost all track of time. Thirty seconds, ten minutes, one hour could have elapsed for all I knew. "God, you feel so good inside me." "And you fit me like a glove." "Speaking of which..." "Yes, I'm wearing one." "Mmmm, good," I said, grabbing my knees and pulling them higher to magnify the reverberations against my central trigger, and that all but caused my vision to explode into a burst of stars. Ethan withdrew almost completely and then penetrated me anew right to the hilt, his thrusts becoming gradually more accelerated until my body seized and then rippled, as I tried in vain to keep my stare fixated on his face which seemed to emerge from a blurred haze. His moans became grunts and he bellowed my name, the last syllable drawn out until he was spent and collapsed on top of me. As we drifted back down, he pulled out of me, and I felt an immense void. He headed for the bathroom to clean up. I had closed my eyes for a moment, and when I reopened them, I was surprised to see him standing by the bed, still very naked, getting back under the covers. I had almost expected him to get dressed, tuck me in, plant a small kiss on my forehead before thanking me for the wonderful time, explaining that there was somewhere else he had to be. "What time is your alarm set for?" "5:30. Why?" "In that case, snuggle up. Turn out the lights so we can get some sleep. 5:30 will be here before we know it." Sure enough, it seemed as though I had just fallen asleep when my alarm sounded. Suddenly, I couldn't figure out where I was. This wasn't my bed, this wasn't my room. Then it occurred to me, I was in New York. I had a client that needed saving and... I had a man lying beside me! Oh, what had I done? Everything after that last orgasm had evaded my memory. I had never slept with anyone before, and by that, I meant literally sleep. I started getting out of bed, being careful not to disturb Ethan when I felt his arm tighten around my waist. He sighed contentedly, in the manner of someone who is completely fulfilled, even though I felt I hadn't reciprocated as much as I should have. I didn't want him to think that I was only looking out for my own sexual gratification. I wasn't certain if he was awake, but one particular part of him definitely was! He stirred, yawned, and looked at me under heavy, drooping eyelids. Damn, I must have looked like hell, but the way he smiled, it was like I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. "I'm sorry about last night. I..." I began. "Why are you apologizing for something that was fucking incredible?" "I just feel like I didn't attend to your needs as much as I should have. I hope you'll let me make it up to you. But now, I have to get ready for a meeting. I have some serious damage control to do." "Just five more minutes?" "Let me get ready first. Then whatever time I have left, I'm all yours. Could you call for room service? You can order anything you want," I requested, before disappearing into the bathroom, but leaving the door slightly ajar, letting him know that I had an open door policy, should he decide to join me. I stepped into the shower, scenes from last night replaying in my mind. The lack of sleep, combined with our physical activity had made my body sore, and the hot water felt good. I had begun lathering my hair when from behind me I heard, "Here, let me help you with that." I had been startled by the way he had snuck up on me but I soon relaxed as his strong hands massaged my scalp. Because time was not a luxury that I had right now, I could not let them wander any further, but that would be easier said than done. I did my best to avert my eyes from his prominent erection, getting on with the task of just washing myself. If I didn't have a meeting this morning, neither one of us would be leaving this place, that was for damn sure. Grabbing a towel, I teasingly bent over as I dried myself off and then left him to finish his shower. I was back in the other room when he shouted, "Hey, there's no towel in here." Returning to the bathroom, I found Ethan standing there with droplets coursing down his body. "What will you give me in exchange for this towel?" I asked, holding it just beyond his reach. He approached me, all of him glistening liquid and firm cock. He didn't have to kiss me long before he grabbed the towel effortlessly from my limp grasp. When room service arrived, I had absentmindedly begun heading for the door, almost forgetting that I was still naked. It was amazing just how comfortable and uninhibited I already felt around him. "I'll get the door, you finish getting ready. I don't want you walking like that in front of just anyone." Had I heard him right? I was putting the finishing touches on my hair and makeup when Ethan presented a cup of coffee before me. When I reached up for it, he quickly pulled it away. It was soon obvious that he was getting back at me for the towel game. "What will you give me in exchange for this cup?" he asked, with an expectant look. "What I'm going to give you will have to wait. Rain check?" "Rain check," he replied reluctantly, handing me the cup. Walking out of the bathroom a few minutes later, I found my outfit already selected and laid out on the bed. Before I had a chance to thank him, he said, "I figured it was the least I could do since I kind of caused a delay in your preparations. Come and sit down and have some cereal. After all, breakfast is the most important meal of the day." As I sat down, I said, "You're spoiling me rotten. You don't know what you're getting yourself into." "Maybe I am, or maybe it's because blood flow isn't going to my brain but somewhere else and I'm not thinking straight," he joked. Running out of time, I hastily got dressed. Ethan's jaw dropped as he lifted his eyes from the newspaper and saw me, scanning over my charcoal gray pinstripe suit and knee length skirt that accentuated all of my curves. Conservative but almost bordering on provocative. "Fuck, you look great!" "Why, thank you for saying so. Feel free to stay and make yourself at home. Order anything you want, or just go back to bed. I need to get some things organized before the meeting, since I got sidetracked last night and never got the chance to go back to the office. I wonder why that is?" I feigned innocently. "Would you like to get sidetracked again?" "I think I could be persuaded into another sleepless night." "How does tonight sound?" I tried to remain nonchalant, not wanting him to know that this was what I was desperately hoping to hear. "I think that could easily be arranged." Ethan helped get me into my coat, taking my phone before I slipped it into my pocket. "Let me give you my number. Call me when you're done. I don't care what time it is, call me," he said, as he finished programming his number in my phone directory. "You will definitely hear back from me later today." I leaned in to give him a quick kiss but instead of releasing me, he continued with a lingering one before I pulled away and rushed out the door. Sex in the City Ch. 02 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. Note: If you haven't read them already, Sex in the City, Sex on the Beach Ch. 01 and Sex on the Beach Ch. 02 are prequels to this story. * * * * * I was still wearing a shit-eating grin as a result of the weekend in Wildwood with Kate and April by the time I headed back to school. We hadn't made any specific plans as to when we'd see each other once we were back on campus, but I didn't suspect it would be long before I was naked with at least one of them. I had barely started unpacking in my new dorm room on the day of my arrival when April showed up. As she closed my door, which had been propped open, she told me that she was there to help me christen my new room and my new bed. She was quickly in my arms and we were making out before we started stripping each other's clothes off. Our shirts went first then we each began to work on the other's shorts, which both were soon at our ankles. She was massaging the bulge in my briefs as I reached back to unfasten her bra. I stepped back as I slid it down her arms, then fondled her perky breasts as she tossed it aside. I turned her and sat her on the edge of my bed as I knelt and started to lick and suck her hard nipples. Gradually, I kissed my way down over her ribs and stomach, nudging her backwards until she was lying flat on my bed. I had her raise her ass so I could slide her panties off and admired her trim black bush surrounded by her tanlines before I started softly kissing her inner thighs. Her fingers were in my hair and, as I started to lap up the juices flowing between her lips, she let out a moan. I pushed her legs apart and she held them there as I slipped my finger into her and ran my other hand up over her smooth stomach to feel her tits as I licked her clit. She was immediately rocking her hips and, judging by how wet she was, I suspected that she was already worked up before she'd even arrived. While that would make getting her to orgasm a pretty quick task, it would also mean less time for me to enjoy the taste of her pussy. The school year was just getting under way, however, so I knew that there would be plenty of opportunity to bury my face between her thighs in the coming days. Thinking that her orgasm was more important than me enjoying going down on her, I focused on what I'd learned during the course of the summer would get April to an intense orgasm. She was moaning a bit louder while rocking her hips faster and holding tightly to my head as the pleasure continued to build. She was getting even wetter and I planned to slip my cock into her as soon as she'd cum, which motivated me even more to give her that orgasm. Licking and sucking her clit as I slipped my finger in and out of her, she was moving faster and faster while getting a bit louder even though she was trying to keep herself under control given the close quarters of the dorms. Finally, she let out the telltale cry and began to shudder as she came. I lapped up the flood of juices until she was done, then raised my head. When her head seemed to have cleared, I suggested that she move up to the middle of the bed as I stood and dropped my briefs. She smiled at my stiff tool as she moved up to lie in the middle of the bare mattress, her legs spread and waiting. I got onto the bed on my knees and moved between her spread legs before lowering myself over her and guiding my cock into her slippery pussy. We both moaned as I sank to the hilt, supporting myself over her on my elbows and leaning down to kiss her. We started making out as I slowly thrust in and out of her, relishing the snug, slippery feel of her pussy, as always. It was nice to feel her smooth skin sliding against mine as our tongues explored each other's mouths and my cock slid in and out of her hot pussy. It didn't take much time at all before I was feeling that familiar stirring thanks not only to the feel of her pussy as I fucked her, but the arousal of getting her naked and eating her pussy. I'd learned a trick for these situations that benefited the both of us; if she was on top, I always lasted longer and she always came faster. I fucked her for a little bit longer before asking if she'd like to get on top. She was amenable so I rolled onto my back and she straddled me, guiding my throbbing tool back into her snug, slippery pussy. I played with her tits as she started bouncing up and down on me and we tested the squeak level of my new bed. Since this wasn't her first rodeo, she knew what she needed to do to get herself to an orgasm with as much pleasure as possible and, if so desired, as quickly as possible. I contented myself with her hard nipples and soft, smooth breasts until she leaned forward, planting her hands beside my head, and we began to make out again. At that point, I slid my hands around to the firm curve of her ass and massaged her cheeks as they bounced up and down. I could feel her pussy getting juicier and more engorged as she got closer to cumming, which was helping to spur my own orgasm along. She pulled her mouth from mine as she was right on the verge and let out her telltale cry again as her body trembled while she came. Once she'd finished, she leaned down and kissed me before moving down between my legs and taking my slick cock in her fist. Wrapping her lips around it as she pumped the base, she slid her mouth down as I moaned with pleasure. She'd learned a lot over the summer, some from Kate, some from me and some just from all of the practice she got. It wasn't that she was a bad cocksucker before; just inexperienced. Now she knew what felt the best and how to draw out the pleasure that I was feeling. I wondered if she wasn't thinking about trying out what she'd learned on a few new cocks this school year. I knew that if she needed somebody else to practice on, not only wouldn't it bother me, I'd be ready to round up some volunteers for her. I watched her lips sliding up and down my shaft, her petite hand still pumping the base, and glanced beyond her head occasionally to the curves of her ass cheeks highlighted by her tanlines. She quickly had my orgasm building while really raising the level of pleasure as I lay there and just enjoyed it. The closer I got, the harder it was not to start pushing my ass up off the bed, but I was encouraging her by telling her how awesome she was. As my cock began to swell just prior to cumming, April remained focused and concentrated on getting me the rest of the way there. Just moments later, I was spurting down her throat as she continued to milk my cock dry. Once I was spent, she let my cock fall from her mouth and raised her head. "Consider this room christened," she said as she got up and started to gather her clothes. "So that's the way it's going to be?" I asked, in mock indignation "You just take what you want and leave?" "There, there," she replied, pulling her panties back on, "You still have to unpack, I still have to unpack. But what are you doing later tonight?" "Well, I've got at floor meeting at eight," I said, "and I figured I'd try to get to bed relatively early so I can get up for registration tomorrow, but I'm free before that." She was slipping back into her bra as I admired her in her lingerie while we agreed that I'd swing by later that afternoon. I figured I should pull my own clothes back on so I could walk her to the elevator and soon we were both fully clothed again. I walked her out to the elevator without making it obvious what had just happened between us or how our relationship had changed over the summer even though we didn't bump into anyone we knew. Once she was gone, I headed back to my room to continue unpacking. My room was nearly finished and I'd caught up with my friends who were living on the same floor, but found myself ready for a break after I'd had some dinner so I headed over to April's dorm. I knocked on the suite door and she opened it wearing a robe. She led me into her room, which was right inside the door so I only caught a quick glimpse of the common area of the suite and her suitemates. Inside her room with the door bolted, she let the robe slide off and hung it on the back of the door, revealing a very sexy black negligee underneath it. As I put my hands on her hips and leaned down to kiss her, she went right to work on my belt. I slipped my hands down to her ass, so obviously bare beneath the slippery, shiny material, as she got my jeans open and fished out my cock. I backed up to sit on her desk chair behind me while pushing my jeans down further while she hiked up her negligee, revealing her trim black bush, and straddled me. She lowered her hot, slippery pussy onto my cock and sat on my lap as it filled her. Her legs were a bit short to get leverage as she straddled me on the chair, so I grabbed her ass cheeks and was lifting her up, sliding her up and down on my shaft. She was fairly light, being so petite, but I knew my arms would be able to take this for only so long. Her pussy felt fantastic, though, so I was enjoying having her riding me and it was obvious again that she was well worked up before I'd come along. We made out as she rode me until my arms were finally feeling a bit of fatigue so I lifted her off of me and had her turn around to bend over her desk. I raised her negligee, again admiring her sweet ass with the lighter triangle of flesh from her bikini, then slipped back into her pussy, wondering if she was still feeling positive about the anal sex we'd experimented with down in Wildwood. Her pussy felt so damn good, though, that I wasn't worried about the possibility of never fucking her ass again. She had her head resting on her desktop as I held her by the hips and bounced my own hips off her ass. Her negligee had slid down to cover her ass so I slipped my hands up under it and back onto her hips, holding it up over her ass and allowing me to continue to admire it. I gradually slid my hands up from her hips to her dangling tits and fondled them as I slid my cock in and out of her increasingly slippery pussy. I would have been more than happy to fuck her like this until we both came, but she surprised me by asking me if I wanted to fuck her ass. When I told her that I'd love to, she quickly told me that she had lube, letting me know that she didn't want me to just try slipping it in right where we were. I slipped out of her and, when she'd straightened up, I lifted the negligee over her head and set it on the back of the chair. She turned to me and we made out before she went to fetch the lube as I slipped the rest of the way out of my jeans and briefs. She handed me the tube of lube, kissed me, then got on all-fours in the middle of her bed. I knelt behind her and slathered her ass with lube, probing her with my finger and eliciting a deep moan, then coated my tool and lined up with her asshole. I eased myself in as she moaned a bit louder then slowly began to fuck her ass as she gradually relaxed. I relished the tight feel of her ass with long, slow strokes and almost immediately felt the rumblings of a building orgasm. As I held April's hips and gently fucked her ass, she slowly started to push back against my incoming thrusts. It looked as though she was reaching back between her legs to play with her pussy as I fucked her and based on how loud she was getting, it wouldn't have surprised me. As my own orgasm was quickly building thanks to the tightness of her ass, it was quite obvious that she was right on the verge as well. I was wondering if her moans were carrying out into the common area of her suite and suspected that, at that precise moment, April couldn't have cared less. When she started cumming, she let out a wail that could not be interpreted as anything but the result of immense pleasure. I think she was still cumming when I started spurting into her ass and let out a moan myself that was probably lost in the racket that she was making. Once we were both spent, I pulled my cock from her ass and she slid down onto her stomach. I lay beside her, my body pressed against hers, as we caught our breath. When she rolled onto her back, we kissed some more and talked for a little bit before I had to leave to make my floor meeting. As I pulled all of my clothes on, she put away her lube and pulled on just her robe so she could walk me to the door. We didn't kiss at the door, aiming to be discreet despite what her suitemates may have heard through her door, then I headed back to my dorm. At our floor meeting, we basically introduced ourselves then went over the dorm rules. My good friends Rav and Brian were there along with another friend, Paul, who was our RA. Paul introduced us to Gloria and Sarah, who were also seniors in his department. Other than the two of them, there were several other ladies who caught my eye, like Tamara who was junior and an ebony babe. Sabbath was also an ebony babe, but lighter skinned and a freshman. Lorenza, Saskia and Kim were also freshman babes; Lorenza was from Italy, Saskia was a cute blonde and Kim was tall and lean. I had only seen Kim around the floor during my first day back, when I walked April to the elevator. I would have nailed any one of them, given the chance. I didn't end up getting to bed early as I had planned so that I could get to registration early the next day. I stayed up, catching up with old friends and meeting new neighbors so I had a tough time getting out of bed in the morning. I finally dragged myself to the shower, got myself dressed and headed out, stopping for a bagel and a coffee to take along with me. Imagine my surprise when I showed up at the gym and got in line at about the same time as Kate. She had taken the bus from her apartment with a bunch of April's stuff and dropped it off at April's dorm room first. Apparently, April had managed to get up early and was already finished with registration. I asked if she was heading back to April's after registration, but she wasn't, so I invited her over to check out my new dorm room. She knew exactly what that was all about and said she'd been hoping I'd ask but would have invited herself if I hadn't. Inside my room with the door bolted, we started to make out and undress each other, much as April and I had done about 24 hours earlier. I got Kate's shirt off and fondled her tits through her bra, then unfastened her skirt and let it fall to her ankles. When I ran my hands over her ass, I discovered that she was wearing a thong and stepped back a bit to check out her lingerie, which matched and looked incredibly hot. I asked her if she always wore such hot underwear to register for classes and she replied that she'd worn it in hopes of doing exactly what we were doing. I helped her out of her sexy bra, then fondled her full, round tits as she started to work my jeans down. She started stroking my cock, then sat on the edge of my bed and wrapped her lips around it, sliding them down the shaft. I moaned as I ran my fingers through her dark blonde locks. She grabbed my ass as she slid her mouth up and down my tool for a few minutes before bringing her tits up and squeezing them around it. She slid her tits up and down my cock, the soft, smooth flesh feeling outstanding. After a few minutes of that, she turned and crawled onto my bed with her ass in the air. I got behind her and pulled her thong aside so that I could slip into her dripping pussy. She was so hot and wet that I slid right in and we both moaned as my hips touched her ass cheeks. As I held her hips and started sliding in and out of her, she reached back to stroke her clit to help herself along. I couldn't resist sliding my hands around and fondling her big breasts as I humped against her ass, gently squeezing her hard nipples between my fingers. She was moaning continuously as I fucked her and she toyed with her clit, growing louder the longer we went at it. When it sounded like she was getting closer to cumming, I straightened up, releasing her boobs, and took her by the hips again. I was fucking her with long, full, slow strokes as I tried to get her the rest of the way to an orgasm while feeling mine beginning to build up at the same time. Typically, it was a few weeks into a school year before I found someone willing to fuck me, but this year was literally starting off with a bang. If I didn't hook up with another chick all year, I didn't really think it would bother me too much with April and Kate ready and willing. I relished the feel of Kate's hot, wet pussy as I slid in and out of it, over and over, my hips tapping her ass repeatedly. Her moans were getting to the point were I knew she was right on the verge and enjoying every second of the build up. My own orgasm was slowly building as well, but I was fairly certain that she'd cum before I did. Even when I felt her pussy getting even wetter and more slippery just before she came, it was still just far enough off that I was able to fuck her right through her orgasm. She let out a cry and I could feel her trembling while my cock was flooded with a fresh flow of her juices. When she let out a sigh, indicating that she'd finished cumming, I pulled out of her and had her roll over onto her back. Straddling her ribs, I lay my cock between her succulent tits so that I could fuck them some more. She held them together for me and I slid my cock in and out of her cleavage, the soft smooth flesh feeling so incredible on my throbbing cock. My orgasm had been well on its way when I'd been fucking her pussy and continued to build fairly rapidly as I fucked her tits. I fucked slowly, though, drawing out the pleasure for as long as I could, not knowing when I'd get the next opportunity to fuck her tits, since she didn't live on campus like April and I did. Kate was watching the head of my cock as it moved in and out between her tits and, though I considered just blasting my load toward her chin, I decided against it at the last minute. When my cock started to swell in anticipation of me cumming, I moved forward and slipped it into Kate's hot mouth. She slid her lips up and down, holding onto my ass, drawing my orgasm out of me until, with a cry, I started shooting my load down her throat. When I was spent, I moved to sit beside her on the bed and couldn't resist fondling her tits as she lay there on her back. Kate mentioned that, since we'd now be seeing each other every day in class, she was hoping that we'd be having sex at least once a day, too. I looked her up and down, eyeing her trim blonde bush peeking out alongside her askew thong and her big freckly tits, and asked her to go ahead and twist my arm. We both laughed when my stomach chimed in with a loud rumble. I realized that I had only eaten that bagel on my way to registration, so I asked Kate if she wanted to go grab some lunch. We pulled our clothes back on and headed out to go grab a sandwich, nearly running over Kim on our way to the elevator. I said "Hi" now that I knew her name and she returned it but was looking at Kate as she did. After lunch, Kate hopped on the bus back to her apartment and I headed back up to my dorm room. I put away a few more things then decided to take a walk over to the bookstore and blow some big cash on my textbooks. A few hundred dollars poorer, I was back in my room perusing my new books with my door propped open when Kim came by. Sex in the City Ch. 02 "I'm surprised to find your door open," she said, leaning against my door frame after we'd exchanged hellos. "Really," I replied, "why is that?" "You've only been here for a day and already I've seen you escorting two babes from your room." "Oh, stop," I laughed, "Kate, April and I are all in the same major, we have all of the same classes so, naturally, we're friends." "Are you saying that you didn't sleep with either of them?" she asked, suggestively, stepping into my room. "I didn't say that," I replied, coyly. "Do they know about each other?" "Oh, sure. In fact, they shared an apartment this summer." "Really? Did they share anything else?" she asked, playfully. "Why are you so interested?" I asked, feeling like I knew the answer, but still not accustomed to the third degree from a virtual stranger, even if it was in a teasing manner. "Well," she started, suddenly a bit self-conscious, "I could hear you guys through the door and it sounded like a good time. It must be nice to have 'friends' like that." "Nice for them or nice for me?" "From what I could hear, it sounded like it was awfully nice for them to have a 'friend' like you." "Do you want to be my friend?" I asked. She lowered her eyes and nodded. I felt the blood flowing south and wondered whether she was wet just from the conversation. I stood and closed the door, bolting it, then turned to her and took her face in my hands. Turning it up so that I could look into her brown eyes, I pressed my lips against hers and our tongues were soon exploring each other's mouths. As I dropped my hands to her ass, which turned out to be finely toned, her arms went around my neck. I pulled her against the bulge in my jeans to let her know what effect she was having on me. I maneuvered her toward my bed and had her sit on the edge as I knelt before her. We kept making out as my hands went to her tits, which were much bigger than April's but not quite as big as Kate's. I could feel her hard nipples through her shirt, so I pulled her shirt up over her head and took a quick look at her cleavage as I reached back to unfasten her bra. As I slid her bra down her arms, I revealed an amazing pair of tits. I was already enamored by Kate's luscious beauties, but Kim's tits were a close second. What they lacked in size compared to Kate's, they made up for in the size of her areolas and the way they sloped down to a point. My hands were on them immediately and my lips and tongue quickly followed. She moaned softly and ran her fingers through my hair as I licked and sucked her hard nipples while caressing the soft, smooth flesh of her tits. Knowing that this would have made her incredibly wet if she hadn't been already, I dropped my hands to the waist of her shorts and opened them. She raised her ass for me as I worked her shorts and panties down together, pulling my mouth from her tits to watch as her light brown bush was revealed. Though well-groomed, it was a bit thicker than I was used to with Kate and April but I still was anxious to devour it. I slid her shorts and panties all the way down her long legs, which she then spread apart for me as I lowered my head to kiss up the smooth flesh of her inner thighs. She laid back, her torpedo tits jutting toward the ceiling, but watched as I started to run my tongue up her slit. She was really juicy, so I lapped up her secretions before slipping a finger into her and finding her tight like April, but also incredibly slippery. She was moaning again as I started to lick and suck her clit while sliding my finger in and out of her. I gazed up over the landscape of her body and had to think that she looked just outstanding naked. It wasn't that I was bored with Kate and April, not by a long shot, but Kim was different enough that it was a nice change of pace for me. She was fair-skinned, where April was darker due to her Filipino heritage and Kate tanned really well. She was tall and long-legged where April was on the shorter side and Kate was still a few inches shorter than me. She had brown hair, where Kate was a blonde and April's hair was jet black. Her tits were big and pointed while Kate's were bigger and more round while April's were smaller and perky. The biggest bonus, though, was that she was just down the hall so I suspected that, if this went well, I could bang her on much shorter notice than Kate or even April. She was really working her hips, the longer I ate her pussy, and her moaning was getting louder, which made me think I must have been living up to her expectations. Both of her hands were holding my head, so that her tits were squeezed together between her arms which made me think that, if I didn't fuck them that night, I'd be fucking those beauties soon. Her pussy was getting wetter as I continued to devour it, making me glad that I'd be sticking my cock into it and feeling how tight, wet and hot it was; I had no doubt that was going to happen, but I needed just another minute or so to get her to cum. She started to tense up a bit so I figured she was right on the verge and, sure enough, just moments later she let out a cry and started to shake as the came. I kept eating her until she went still and released my head, then I straightened up on my knees and admired her long, lean body some more. When her head started to clear, I stood up and stripped off my shirt as she watched, then dropped my pants and briefs, my rigid member sticking straight out in front of me. Though I was tempted to fuck her tits, and if I hadn't just fucked Kate's I might have, instead I sat cross-legged in the middle of my bed and had her straddle me and wrap those long legs around me. Both of us sitting upright in the middle of the bed, my cock slipped into her unbelievably snug yet incredibly slippery pussy and I couldn't help but moan. We started to slowly fuck in this position, my hands on her toned ass to help her up and down as we made out. This was a position more about being close and getting her to cum again and, for me, having her long legs wrapped around me. It wouldn't have been among my favorite positions but it seemed appropriate for the moment and, as soon as she came, I was planning to switch things up right away. I was thinking that, based on experience, since she'd just had an orgasm, she'd be more likely to cum again pretty quickly if stimulated properly. As I felt her pussy getting even hotter and she pulled her mouth away from mine to go back to moaning passionately, I got the impression that my instincts had been correct. I bounced her faster on my cock and she continued to get louder and her pussy continued to feel even better than I thought it possibly could have. My own orgasm was still a long way off, so I knew I'd have more opportunity to enjoy her pussy in a position that I found more suitable to my own pleasure. With her moaning more constant as she got closer and closer, I wondered if there was anyone else who, like Kim, was lingering outside listening to what was going on in my room and speculating about who might be involved. I knew that if Rav or Brian or Paul was around, they would certainly be interested since they were aware that I was not currently dating anyone. Since Gloria was my immediate neighbor, I hoped that if she was hearing anything, it was having the same effect on her that it had had on Kim. Her voice got a lot higher as she approached her orgasm and she started tensing up again. When she let out a long cry and relaxed a bit, it was clear that she was cumming. She was almost chuckling as she shuddered and I knew she was done when she let out a long, content sigh. I lifted her and moved to my left, laying her down on her back and supporting myself over her. As I started to slowly slide my cock in and out of her with full-length strokes, I brought my lips down to hers and we began to make out again. In this position, it wasn't likely that I'd be able to hold out for too long, especially after her pussy had been flooded by two orgasms. Fucking her felt outstanding from a strictly tactile-sensation standpoint. She obviously didn't have the experience that Kate did, but April hadn't, either, at the beginning of the summer and she learned a lot in those short months. I didn't think it would take much time at all before Kim was an old pro like April had become, open to everything and talented at what she did. Her legs were wrapped around mine, we were making out passionately and her smooth skin was sliding against mine as I continued sliding my rigid tool in and out of her snug, slippery pussy. She was raising her hips a bit with each of my incoming thrusts, allowing me to penetrate deeper which felt incredible. My orgasm was building quickly, but the level of pleasure was unprecedented; what she lacked in experience, Kim made up for in being both relatively tight and incredibly wet. I enjoyed the building pleasure and my approaching orgasm as our bodies worked together to get me there. I tried to continue fucking her slowly with long, full strokes but would gradually build up to fucking her hard and fast without even realizing it. When my orgasm was finally imminent, I tried to maintain a steady pace as my cock began to swell even more before I exploded into her with a grunt. Once I was spent, I rolled off next to her as she remained on her back. Looking over her as she lay there, I knew there was a lot more exploring that I wanted to do before she left my room. It continued to look as though I had one helluva year ahead of me.