0 comments/ 99853 views/ 22 favorites New Love By: nolasky When I came into the apartment, my roommate Derek was lying on the couch with his hand down his boxer shorts. They were the only things he had on. A porn movie was playing on the VCR. Derek made no attempt to move when he saw me. "What's up, dude?" he asked. "What's up with you?" I said, as I settled into a chair. "Looks like you took the day off." "Yep." I watched as Derek's hand moved in his shorts. His well-defined pectoral muscles flexed as he pumped. "Do you mind?" I asked. "Not at all," he said, "check this shit out, dude!" I turned my attention to the screen. A hard-bodied brunette, half-wearing a bikini, was bouncing her ass up and down on a big, muscular guy's huge cock. The bikini top was just pulled down enough to expose her breasts, and the bottom was pulled aside to allow access to her asshole. "She's hot as fuck," said Derek. "Okay," I said, "I have a question. Why doesn't she just take the swimsuit off? What's the point of leaving it half on like that?" "Dude, it's totally seductive. It's like, he's just interested in her tits and her asshole, nothing more." I watched in silence for a bit. The shot switched to a close-up of the cock sliding in and out of the girl's ass. I felt myself starting to get hard. "Fuck it," said Derek. He took his hand out of his shorts. "If I keep this up, I'm gonna blow my load." "You really like watching anal sex, huh?" "Watch it?" he laughed. "Shit, dude, I like having it! There's nothing I like better than the look and feel of my cock reaming a beautiful woman's asshole." I thought of all the women that Derek had brought home since we lived together. They were beautiful, and they did tend to have big, round butts. "Do you fuck all your dates in the ass?" I asked. "I wish. The problem is, most women aren't so into it. Guys dig it more." This was a shock. "Wait, you fuck guys?" "Sure. Sometimes. When I don't have girl butt around to fuck." "So, are you gay?" "Hell no, dude! I fucking love women. It's just, I really like to fuck ass, and guys tend to be more into it." "You're kidding." "Look, you remember that chick Sheila I was fucking last month?" I did remember her. She was an aerobics instructor, and had the roundest, firmest ass I had ever seen. "Sure. I remember her." "Man, that ass was sweeet! Okay, that was a girl who loved to get fucked in the ass, but in order to come, she had to have her clit worked over like a motherfucker while we did it. She loved to bounce her asshole up and down on my cock, while I rubbed that little nub 'til it was red and sore." "Sounds nice," I said. The man on screen was now pummeling the woman's butthole from behind. "Sure. But my point is, she needed the clit work to orgasm. Now a dude can come just from getting his ass fucked good. It's pretty amazing." "He can come without getting his cock stroked?" "Sure." "Bullshit." "I'm telling you. I've done it to guys, and had them do it to me." I stared hard at Derek. "You've been fucked in the ass?" "Yeah, man. Every guy should try it." "What for?" I asked. "It totally makes you a better lover to feel what it's like on the other end. To take the woman's place. You should try it." I was getting uncomfortable, but I could feel my cock twitch in my pants. "I'm not into that." "Bullshit," he said. Derek got off the couch and walked over to me. His hardon pitched a huge tent in his boxers. "What are you doing?" I asked. Derek slipped off his boxers, revealing a plump, long cock. "Whoah," I said. "Impressed, aren't you? Feel like sucking it?" "I... no...." My breath was getting shallow. "Touch it." My hand instinctively reached out and lightly grasped Derek's cock. "How does it feel?" he asked. "Warm," I said, fascinated. I moved my hand along Derek's shaft, feeling the pulsing of his veins. "Dude, you're really hard." "I've been watching assfucking all afternoon." I glanced at the TV. The guy pulled his dick from the woman's ass, shoved it into her mouth, and came. "Holy shit!" I said. "Yeah, A2M cumshot. Fucking sweet." A drop of precum escaped from the tip of Derek's cock, and I absentmindedly licked it off. "How'd that taste?" he asked. "Salty," I said, a bit embarrassed. "What's A2M?" "Ass to mouth. It's the best." "I can't believe anyone would do that." One of my hands now fondled Derek's balls while I gently stroked him. "The girls clean themselves out beforehand. Hey, that's really nice, what you're doing to my balls." "Really? It's just coming naturally. I've never done this before." Another drop of precum appeared, and again I licked it off. "Well, you have the same equipment." "Jesus, not like this!" Derek's balls felt twice the size of mine, and his cock was well fatter and longer. "This thing is dangerous." I raised Derek's cock, and licked the underside from his ball sack up to the tip. I flicked my tongue at the underside of his helmet a couple of times, then looked up at Derek's face. "Do you like that?" "very much. Why don't you see how much you can fit into your mouth?" "Sounds good." I opened wide, closed my eyes, and slid as much of Derek's cock into my mouth as I could, feeling it hit the back of my throat. I gagged, and pulled my head away. "Sorry," I said. "It's okay. It's your first time. Now you know how women feel." "Yeah. Intimidated." "Why don't you stand up and take off your clothes?" he asked. I stood up from the chair, and stripped out of my jeans and t-shirt. Derek himself slid off my boxers. My cock was twitching. "Now, I'm going to kiss you," he said. "It's going to feel a bit weird at first, not to be the aggressor." Derek pulled me close to him and slid his tongue in my mouth. I ran my hands along his strong back, down to his muscled ass. Derek grabbed mine as well, and kneaded the cheeks. In Derek's strong arms, I felt completely overwhelmed, and I loved it. One of his fingers slid to my anus, and rubbed in a circle. I moaned. "How are we doing back there?" he whispered between kisses. "I think I'm pretty clean, but let me check." I pushed away from Derek, and sucked on my middle finger. Then I turned around, bent over, and stuck the finger up my ass. "Oh my god," he sighed. I stood back up, turned back around, and inspected the finger. "Looks clean," I said, then put the finger back in my mouth. "Holy shit!" said Derek. "Mmm," I said, sucking the finger. It tasted a little musky, but not bad. I'd eaten women's assholes before; this wasn't so different. Derek's cock had delivered some more precum, which I swiped up with my magic finger to lick off. "Two great tastes that taste great together." "You're unbelievable." I put my hands on Derek's chest. "I know being nasty gets you hot, baby, and I want to get fucked good." I spun around and started grinding my ass into Derek's cock. I had quickly learned that I loved playing the part of the seductress. "Come here," Derek said, and dragged me into his bedroom. Once there, he thrust me face forward onto the bed. "On your knees, ass in the air!" he commanded. I obliged. Derek began kneading my asscheeks, stretching them apart. "God, you have the perfect ass for fucking! I can't.... oh!" Derek's tongue immediately went for my asshole, daring in, out, and around the hole. "That is so nice," I cooed. "It gets better, " he said, and stretched my hole to get more of his tongue in. "Mmm. Your ass is so delicious. Such a sweet hole." Derek removed his face, and stuck a wet finger inside me. He twisted it around until he hit something inside me that made me feel like I was already coming. "Ooooh," I said. "That's the spot," he said, rubbing what I now realized was my prostate. "You've got such beautiful ass. This is gonna be great!" Derek reached into his night stand for a big tube of lubricant, and began spreading it over my asshole. It felt really cold. Two of his fingers pushed the lube inside me. "Unh," I grunted. "I'll warn you, I haven't given you much preparation, but I'm just too fucking ready to go right now. This is going to hurt like hell at first, but that'll just make it all the better in the end." "Okay," I said timidly. I was excited, but scared. Derek rubbed a huge glop of lube on his cock, and pressed it against my anus. "Oh, bitch, I'm going to fuck this ass so hard!" he breathed. "Fuck me, baby," I said. Derek punctured me with several tremendous pushes. I screamed when he finally broke through. My insides felt like they'd been torn apart. Derek started pumping, grunting all the while. "Yes! Fuck! Bitch! I'm fucking your virgin hole you bitch! Oh fuck!" I realized I was crying in pain, but I didn't want him to stop. Something about being overwhelmed by Derek was really doing it for me. After what seemed an eternity, the pain subsided, and I was left with the sensation of Derek's cock banging into my prostate, over and over. "Talk to me," said Derek, "tell me what a whore you are. It'll make us both come hard." A pressure was building inside of me, unlike anything I had ever experienced. "Fuck me!" I moaned. "Oh baby, fuck me, daddy fuck me hard! Oh, I'm a little ass slut! Fuck your little ass slut! Shoot your load in my ass, fucker! Oh! You fucking faggot fucker! Oh! Oh Oh Oh!!! You're gonna make me cum, daddy!!!" My semi-flaccid cock had started spurting onto the bed. Wow. "Yes!!!" screamed Derek, and shot his load in my ass. "Oh shit," I moaned, as Derek slipped his cock out of my hole. "Oh shit, shit, shit." Derek rolled me over and gave me a passionate kiss. "You are one hot slut," he said. "Wanna be my girlfriend?" "Silly, I'm not a girl!" I said. I swiped some of my come from the bedspread, and brought it to his lips. "See?" "I just want you to know," he said seriously, "I'm totally not gay." We looked at each other a second before we broke out laughing, and rolled around the bed in each other's arms. New Love My hand swept across her young eighteen year old chest, touching so lightly the small rounded swell of her breasts. Through the dark blue of her flimsy top you could see the erection of her nipples, the anticipation of this moment that resided within her body. She giggled and laughed, her face blushed red, yet she did not pull away or force my hands from her body, she could barely hold eye contact with me, but that was through shyness and excitement and through the lack of experience one gets at her tender age. I felt the soft tender skin just above the plunging neckline, my hands sweeping over them, stroking, caressing the supple beauty only a few millimetres from me now, was she. Her face continued to blush, to grow like a ravaging heat, flames of passion that consumed every inch of her delectable body. God how I wanted to taste her, to feel her face press against mine, lips to lips, tongues dancing, cavorting with the passion of innocence and desire of lust. I couldn't wait, deny myself this moment, my face inched towards hers, and she followed, responding drawing closer till lips did meet. My left hand rested on her shoulder, the thin strap of her top just beneath my flesh, whilst my right hand cupped so lightly the wondrousness of her breast, the rounded, self supporting thirty four b shape of flesh that was so dramatic and filled with bliss. She wanted me, which truly did surprise me, and I certainly sought her, she could learn and enjoy so much, become a pupil in ways of pure sexual education, to be brought to pinnacle of desire, to have her own gender slowly, erotically tease, kiss touch and caress a body that was designed for such pleasures now that it was of legal age. The first kiss was tentative, my hand swept down her shoulder, slowly drawing the strap from its resting place, returning eventually back to the breast which it longed to feel. My mouth enveloped her, lips touching hers, Consuming them in a slow, erotic and gradual embrace, that allowed my tongue to slip into the moistness of her oral domain. Slowly I felt her hands rest against my hips, feeling the curvy shape, touching the material that hid the naked sensitive flesh beneath it. Our bodies tingled with a vibrancy that was unique; a sensation that I truly, in all honesty believe only another female can really create. The embraces grew more passionate, temperatures rising, my hands lightly teasing touching the body that hid beneath the apparel of what she was wearing. Slowly in between the moments of languishing soulful, dramatic embraces upon her, I slid the front of her vest like top down, exposing the soft beauty of swell. My hand cupped the breast, felt and massaged it, as the kissing grew more enchanting, now her hands were on my head, finger entwining in my hair, lightly drawing me nearer, closer to her, so she could bask in full unadulterated pleasure of what was being bestowed upon her. My hands swept over her supple curvaceous body, roaming with diligence and respect, causing tingling sensations and nerve ends to ignite, become alive and vibrant as she sample the pleasures of true dedicated lesbian lust. Her chest rose dramatically, nipples becoming more and more erect, I could feel them throbbing, the power, the arousal, the heat which raged within her was like a small internal turbine that truly was on the point of over heating. Finally we pulled away, despite it being with reluctance, she tasted sweet, young and gorgeous, an addiction which I could quite easily become happily a junkie to. She smiled, her face a flush, her eyes glowing with the power of arousal, her body a shimmering, aching vat of desire that had now begun to ignite and spark. One hand holding tenderly her tight rear, the other softly stroking her chest whilst both my lips and tongue kissed, licked the breadth of her chest from one shoulder to the other. Slowly I stooped downwards, my hands drawing the top down from her breasts, pulling the material as tight as I could so that finally I would get to see one of the many enchanting and glorious prizes that this young excitable lover had to offer me. She drew me back up, her hand cupping my head, her face inching towards mine as we kissed with an electrifying delight, mouths swarming eating, caressing each other, feeling the throb of desire and yearning of lust consume our bodies. God I needed her!! Long lingering kisses that gave out loud smacks as lips meshed with lips and tongues teased and darted, exploring the others oral chamber, dancing and cavorting, hands held the other tight, locked in some orgasmic embrace that was used to satisfy the other that each of us felt the same way. How my clit throbbed, pounding between my legs, locked up in those tight green gym pants, its smooth hairless moistness saturated already as finally I began to make my move I drew both shoulder straps down from where they lay, unwrapping the silken beauties that were her chest. The mounds of flesh so sweet, pert and erect, skin that tingled and buzz, vibrantly filled with the pleasure of what she knew was coming next. Slipping the top further down past her waist, descending with it, until the seductive sight of her flat taut stomach stood before my eyes. There I stopped mouth open, my hunger for her immense unable to resist, my mouth latched onto her right breasts with a lovers delight. Her hand ran through my long black hair, as she felt my lips close around the swell of her bosom, she murmured, followed by her head rising upwards, eyes closing and as she basked in the gift of delight whilst I continued to nuzzle at her luscious breast. With one of my hands behind her, stroking gently her spin, fingers running and down, my other hand then began to draw the top further downwards, past the cut off shorts that she wore, which were truly tight and revealing. As the top descended so did I allowing my tongue to slide down the flawless silk surface of her body, lingering everywhere, swirling all over, feeling the pleasure of her dramatic, sensual body. Finally the top was down at her ankles, my hands helping her to step from its clutches, then moving back up and unfastening the cut offs, which came down easier than I had thought they would. She stepped out from both pairs, now only wearing a pair of red cotton like panties, that were shaped high leg and tight against her mound. My mouth kissed the surface of her thigh, teeth clenching at the panties, pulling them and letting them snap back against her body. One hand skilfully roamed upwards, gliding almost up the left outside leg, that left her in rapturous bliss, as slowly I guided her round so that she could face me and feel the true power of a females mouth and what exactly it could incur upon another the same gender., She breathed so deeply, murmuring so lovely, her tongue ran over her own lips; she rested against the wall, her hands not sure where to put them selves, as I bestowed kiss after kiss upon the nakedness of her stomach. Allowing my tongue to glide, to swirl and pleasure the indentation of her navel, working its way downwards towards the hidden mound of her sex that lay beneath the panties which she wore so delectably. Long exuberant kisses, mouth fully open, feeding of the sweat of this lovely creature's body, hearing her murmur with delight, coo with pleasure as her body shimmered under the assault of my seductive powers. Hands touching, swirling over flesh that sparkled and waited impatiently to feel the bequeath meant of my lips, mouth opened to its extremer ties, consuming all that it could in the most erotic and potent manner that I knew how. I looked up at her and smiled, she glanced down, a face that was a torturous picture of delight, wrought with the sensations the likes of which she had never befriended before now plagued her. Feelings of erotic arousal, mixed with the plague of carnal lust and explosion of sexual energy which rattled through her bones. My fingers hooked themselves around the top of her panties, I felt her body shudder with delight as slowly, teasingly I began to draw them down, a broad unforgiving and erotic smile on my face that told of she had felt nothing compared to the moments that now were coming. As I drew them down, my lips continued their soulful assault upon her stomach, kisses that were spectacular and orgasmic, designed to be provocative and arousing. A little wiggle of her hips signified that finally the panties were free; they fell to the floor, a crumpled heap around her ankles, no longer were they a barrier to my or her pleasure. My left hand touched and skimmed the newness of her flesh, the flesh which now was totally and utterly naked, a body that finally was able to be viewed as it should be, a celebration of tender flesh and ripe sumptuous figure that craved to be explored by another of the same gender. Instinctively almost her legs opened for my hand, which swept inwards and across, helping, guiding her to part those long sexy legs, a guide that wasn't really required. I could smell the mustiness of her desire from where I was crouched, I didn't doubt either that she could feel the hotness of my breath or the anticipation and yearning to get this on. Slowly my hand rose up the inside of her leg, sideways on, my mouth moved towards the crevice where stomach and thigh meet, a kiss was followed instantly by the first ever female touch of her moist warm sex, which caused a huge explosion of desire to overload her young body. She murmured and sighed deeply, her breathing ragged and lustful, her heart pounding, her eyes closed with desire, head lolled upwards and backwards as she savoured the bliss which she undoubtedly had never before tasted. Each kiss, each caress caused a minor irruption within her, a new burst of vigour and desire to following hot on the coat trails of the last one which hadn't quite done all of its majestic work. Her pussy was tight and sweet, hot and moist, dew drops of passion formed, the lips semi parted, the clit clearly be seen. My fingers teased, stroked and entered the moistness of her fleshy folds, letting every movement that occurred cause wondrous sensations that burnt deep into her soul. She could barely contain the desire, the bliss and delight that now constantly surged throughout her form, her face abandoned to the bliss, lost to the throng of euphoria that was endless and enchanting if not hypnotising Fingers pressing, sliding back and forth, lightly entering the silken domain of her sex had erotic consequences for my young lover, she purred like a kitten, soon began swaying, rocking back and forth, her hands clasping, holding the wall as she began to ride. Instincts took over, she knew what to do, how to enjoy this moment, to extract the pleasure, feel the vibrancy, to revel in its glory, as I languished one more kiss against her navel. She was in awe, encased by bliss, consumed by the revelation of desire and lust, her whole body was now akin to beacon, a beacon that couldn't get enough of the sensations that were being provoked upon her sensual form Murmurings of delight were similar to a chorus of an erotic song that only she knew the words to, her body continued to buzz and shimmer, her aching grew, lust ambushed her in sudden and violent attack that pleased her and only added to the desire that she already did feel. Louder and louder the noises grew, passion amassed an army of lust just waiting for the signal to unleash all of its wondrous power. Hips swaying, rocking with more force, the orgasm waiting, nearing and being ready to rush and consume all of her. MY fingers slipped deep into her warm silken mound, feeling the nub of her clit, the heated desire and moistness of her fleshy folds, she buckled slightly, knees giving way, wanting me to delve further into the tightness of her treasure trove, which of course I did. Breathing so deep, so erratic, her chest heaving, feet clamped to the floor, as my fingers slid back and forth, toying with nub of her clit, feeling the walls of her wet slit. She loved it, standing there, naked, her sex being touched, loved, her stomach kissed and licked, a body that ached with yearning and unspent desire, that soon we both knew would be realised. She leant forwards, stretched back, head lolled in all directions, breasts thrust in and then out, body aching, yearning under a magnitude of delight, eyes closed, unable to open as lustfulness gripped and teased her. Noises that grew, echoed around us, which served only to fuel her desires, as the delights of hearing herself reach that point of climax, was it appeared a huge turn on in itself. More and more the desire crept up on her, stealing her body, crushing her composure, forcing her into a spiral of pleasure, drilling her into the depths of submission to where she could not hold back the euphoria of this moment. Her supple young body swayed now almost dramatically her chest heaved her nipple so erect, they almost hurt with the yearning. Her sex vibrantly alive, tingling with the rampant pulses of gratification, muscles clenched, heart pounding sweat pouring, she couldn't control herself, the orgasm came, a violent unequivocal shudder, a scream of utter delight as wave after wave of satisfaction consumed her. Her juices, warm and sticky flowed like an endless river, gushing from within, coating my hands, trickling down fingers that sought to extract every last ounce of her delightful juice. New Love Rai was sitting on the edge of Reno's bed as she watched Reno bring in the last of her boxes from the truck. Saw the light sheen of sweat on her neck and bare arms. Reno bent down to set the boxes on the floor and Rai couldn't help but smile at the firm ass under the black jeans. She stood as Reno walked to her, carrying something in her right hand. Rai saw the hand come up and licked her lips. She smiled as the silver chain and circular pendant with a triangle and a cross in the center was raised and then put over her head and set delicately on her chest. She grinned at Reno, "Collaring me already?" Reno smiled, "Maybe. This is protection." "Same thing," Rai retorted and asked, "Protection from what?" Reno stepped closer, "The Evils of Nature." Rai's nostrils flared, and her voice deepened, "Fuck me, Reno. I know a beautiful dyke like you has a cock." Rai reached and her hand landed squarely on Reno's crotch. She used pressure and began rubbing the cock through her jeans. It was Reno's turn to flare her nostrils, exhaling noisily as Rai rubbed on her cock. "Fuck me, daddi," Rai whispered huskily. "Fuck me 'til I scream and you take possession of my soul." Reno growled low and ripped Rai's shirt open then off. Rai gasped and devoured Reno's mouth. She exhaled heavily through her nose when Reno began moving her hips, forcing Rai to feel more of that cock. It was large and she wanted it in her pussy that very second. Slight movement of her hand and she unzipped Reno's fly, reached in and pulled out the cock...stroking its length, moaning in her throat. She was ready to cum. Her brain telling her that it was 9" of pure evil love ready to tear her apart. Reno's hands reached up, grabbed the wife beater covering herself and ripped it off. Rai pulled her mouth away and looked. In all the time they'd worked out together Rai had never seen Reno's upper body. Reno was always covered in a wife beater, t-shirt, or a sleeveless t-shirt. She gasped at Reno's muscular chest and stomach and then her eyes travelled lower, to the 9" hanging out of her jeans. "Christ! You're beautiful!" Rai said and raised her hands to Reno's shoulders. They were like rocks. Reno swiftly removed Rai's shorts and panties in one motion, pushing her back onto the bed. Rai had a better view of her then, and licked her lips, grinning. Reno moved onto the bed, over her, on top of her. Rai reached up and raked her nails down Reno's chest and stomach, raising red welts. Reno grinned and growled then leaned down to kiss her hungrily. Rai wrapped her legs around Reno's waist, pulling them together...grinding her hips, feeling cock against her clit. She moaned in Reno's mouth, knowing as soon as only half of that cock was in her she was going to cum. Reno shifted her weight to one side and reached down, setting the head of her cock on Rai's opening and pushed with her hips. Rai inhaled sharply as soon as she felt the head touch her pussy and screamed in covulsions as she came hard when it entered her and raked her nails down Reno's back, hoping to hear that animalistic growl again and wasn't disappointed. Reno looked into her eyes, growled through clenched teeth and began fucking her hard and fast. Ramming all 9" deep into her. The top of Rai's head was on the bed, her nails digging into Reno's shoulders. Her hips matched Reno's, thrust for thrust. Reno's cock filled her like no other ever had. She felt it everywhere. It was so thick it pulled her clit down and rubbed against it on every in stroke. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and she stopped breathing for several seconds...her only feeling was that of Reno's cock pounding her soaked pussy and her juices flowing out around it. Their eyes locked, she screamed Reno's name and let her take possession of her soul. Reno could feel Rai's pussy contract around her cock, hardening and softening, almost pushing her out. Her body felt Rai's convulse under her. Her hips slowed as she waited for Rai to breathe again. "Don't stop," Rai hissed through clenched teeth. "Have to baby, gotta go." Rai's hands quickly went to Reno's hair, grabbing handfuls and pulling harshly, "Don't stop," she growled. Reno growled differently than before and began ramming her cock into her once again. Rai hissed a yes, raked her nails down Reno's back again then ran her hands inside Reno's jeans, grabbing her ass. Digging nails in to spur her on. She looked into Reno's eyes, "Yes, daddi, fuck me! Fuck me deep and hard. Make me cum again, all over your cock." She saw something light Reno's eyes from within and felt Reno's cock slam into her without fail, without slowing....like a machine...'Or an animal,' came a fleeting thought and then it went away. Reno's mouth was on her breast, sucking the nipple hard. Rai sucked air through her teeth and felt another orgasm rise from the depths. Her eyes closed as stars exploded behind them. Her soul shook and tears filled her eyes. She opened her eyes to see Reno's face above her, smiling as only a boi could. "I love you, daddi." Reno's eyes closed as her chest filled with warmth, she sighed contentedly, "I love you, too, baby." She opened them again, looking into Rai's tear-filled ones and whispered, "You're mine now." Rai smiled lazily, "Yes, I am. I have been since the instant I laid eyes on you." Reno grinned, "We have to go." Rai groaned, "Fuck me again, daddi." Reno chuckled and gently eased out of her. Rai gasped at the sensation of movement and felt empty when her cock slipped fully out. "Gotta go baby." "Gotta suck your cock daddi." Reno growled sexily, wanting that, to see those red lips around her cock, the look of control in Rai's eyes when she would look up, KNOWING she would look up to see her face and eyes. She said, "Really have to get going." Rai groaned in protest and lightly ran her fingertips over the fresh wounds on Reno's back. Reno hissed and slowly stood up, hiking her jeans back up around her waist. Rai shot straight up on the edge of the bed and had Reno's cock in her mouth, tasting herself. She heard a growl that reverberated throughout her soul and felt 2 hands on either side of her head. She sighed and looked up at Reno, swirling her tongue around the head of her cock. Reno was smiling and Rai's heart filled with more love than she thought was possible. Reno's soft, deep voice filled her ears, "How much do you know about collaring? About 'daddi'?" Rai stopped momentarily, "Enough to know I'm your possession, Mastyr. As for 'daddi', daddi," she smirked and continued, "I read alot." Reno's grin made Rai light-headed. She raised up, wrapped her arms around Reno's neck and kissed her deeply. Reno tasted Rai and her base animal urge took over. She ran her hands down Rai's back, to her ass and raised her enough to slide her cock back into her pussy. A gasp from Rai broke the kiss and Reno's hips bucked forward. Rai raised one leg and matched Reno's rhythm. They stayed like that for nearly 5 minutes, exploring bodies with hands and mouths with tongues. Rai was going weak in the knees, even though Reno was holding her weight with her arms. She was amazed at how Reno's cock felt in her pussy, in her mouth, in her hands. Reno moved and pushed Rai onto the bed. Reno merely grunted and Rai turned over on her hands and knees, looking back at her, into the lust-filled, animal eyes of the love of her life. "Fuck your bitch, daddi." Reno's toothy grin went from ear to ear and she rammed her cock into Rai roughly. Deep, hard and all at once, then began fucking her in earnest. Rai gasped and her grin matched Reno's. Rai, normally vocal, was silent. She only felt Reno. Nothing else existed. She could hear moans, groans, and grunts but didn't know who they were coming from. Reno's nails scraped down her back. She moaned and arched into the pain. She felt the heel of Reno's hand slide up her back, to her neck, felt fingers entwine in her hair and grip it firmly, pulling her head back. She gasped. Reno's other hand slid down and around to her left breast, gripping it just as firmly and pinching her nipple. Her fingers clenched the bed spread. She felt Reno's hot breath in her ear. Heard the growled, "Cum all over my cock, bitch." and exploded. Her pussy and clit were on fire. She was screaming. Moaning. Bucking. Muscles everywhere tensed to almost cramping. Reno growled again and stood back up, not stopping. Sweat dripped off both of them. Tears fell from Rai's eyes. "Stop," Rai said. "What?" "Please, stop," she sobbed. Reno stopped but her cock stayed put, "Tell me." "This is the only way Harvey would....." she couldn't continue, couldn't look at Reno. "Yeah?" Rai nodded and Reno slowly pulled out her, carefully kneeling up behind her on the bed, between her still spread legs. She leaned forward, wrapped her right arm around Rai's chest, pulling her up to a kneeling position. Until they were spooned that way. Made to fit that way. She reached down and slid her cock back into her, slowly. Rai groaned. She watched Reno's strong hands caress her thighs, felt them. Felt Reno's muscular front against her back. Felt love and tenderness. She sniffed and let her head fall back on Reno's shoulder. Reno's hands continued caressing her skin and she sighed. A soft growl in her ear and she smiled, rolling her hips slightly, moving that beautiful cock around. Reno's hips matched the soft roll and her hands gently massaged Rai's breasts, rolling nipples on her chest. Hip movement increased, to some unheard song in their minds. Reno kissed her shoulder and bit it lightly, "Did he love you like this?" Rai's arms raised and her hands rested on the back of Reno's head, fingers running through her soft, thick, black hair. She smiled, "No, daddi." Reno smiled and whispered, "Good girl. Now fuck daddi's cock, you have more balance than I do." Rai moaned in her throat and began moving up and down. "Mmmm...daddi like this?" Reno's hands made their way to Rai's hips. Not moving, just resting. "Yessssss," she hissed. Reno's breathing changed to something familiar, Rai knew what the sound was. "I want to turn around, daddi, to see you." Reno simply removed her hands and Rai quickly turned around, sucking Reno's cock back into her pussy. Arms around her neck, Reno's hands back on her hips. Rai rolled her hips, moving the cock against Reno. Reno's eyes closed. "Is daddi gonna cum for me?" Reno grinned without opening her eyes, "Oh yeah baby." Rai increased her hip movement and ran her fingernails over Reno's scalp. Reno growled and began thrusting her own hips. Rai ran her fingers thru Reno's hair then gripped it tightly, pulling her head back. She leaned forward and ran her tongue up Reno's throat, then chin then devoured her mouth, circling her hips faster. Reno gasped into her mouth. Rai smiled into her open mouth then moved her mouth to Reno's ear, lightly licking around the outside of it then sucking on the lobe, all the while softly breathing in Reno's ear. Reno growled and her breathing increased, catching here and there. Rai moaned in her ear, "Daddi?" "Hmmmm?" She breathed in her ear again, very sexually, then growled, "Cum for me." Reno growled, "Nails." "Yes daddi," Rai replied and raked her nails up Reno's back. Reno arched into it and began to scream one long, low note as her hips bucked wildly and her body jerked uncontrollably. Her nails dug into Rai's hips and Rai raked her nails down Reno's back and smiled as the response was deep, content growls and another orgasm. Rai continued moving her hips, watching Reno's face, feeling her muscles contract against her body. Reno moved slightly, in a different way and Rai was off in a different plane of existence, into another powerful orgasm. Neither of them moved for many minutes. Eyes closed. Catching their breath. Sweat trickling and tickling in the way that only trickling sweat can. Fresh wounds stinging in the sweat. Rai's head was resting on Reno's shoulder. Her hot breath beating on Reno's neck, "Daddi," she purred softly, "I want some more." Reno chuckled deeply, "So do I, baby, but we have to go." "What is so important?" Reno gently lifted her off her cock, and slowly stood up, thighs and knees a bit stiff. She looked down at the front of her jeans and smiled, then began emptying pockets. "My sister's getting married and I said I'd be there," she answered and stripped off the jeans, throwing them onto a pile and going into the closet for another pair. "But...." she watched Reno slide into the clean jeans and tuck that piece of pure evil love back into her jeans. Reno looked at her and zipped up, "You're welcome to stay here by yourself but I'll be gone for several weeks." Rai jumped up and began unpacking a couple of suitcases and repacking them, then quickly changed clothes. Reno watched with a smile, amused. To be continued.... New Love This is my first time writing on Literotica so go easy on me, and I would love reviews and pointers for future stories or installments of this one. Also be warned that there is no sex in this chapter, its all build up. All characters are 18+. This is a story about twin brothers, Jake and Chris. Dear Journal, Chris and I had an interesting talk today. ********** We were home alone, our parents had gone out to a dinner party, and we decided to watch our first R-rated movie. We were sitting in the living room on the couch when the movie characters started making out, and stripping. We both just stared at the TV. We had never looked at porn or anything inappropriate before, so this was new. Suddenly, Chris, still staring at the TV, said, "What do you think it feels like Jake?" "What?" I asked him. "Kissing." He looked up at me, his eyes widened with an innocent curiosity. "I don't know. Its not like I have ever done it." I looked back at him wondering why he was asking; he knew I had never kissed anyone either. "Why don't we try it?" Chris said. "Why would we do that?" For once, I had no idea what he was thinking. "Well we are going to kiss someone sometime. And what if we suck at it? We don't want to embarrass ourselves. So I thought we should try it out on each other first." He had moved slightly closer to me as he said this, leaning in towards me, and I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to kiss him. "We have had all of our firsts in life together! Why is this any different?" Chris said. "I don't know! It just is." I said bluntly. He turned away from me, looking hurt. We hardly ever disagree; in fact, I can't remember the last time we did. I hated seeing him look like that. It felt like someone had just plunged a knife through my heart. "Well, I guess there isn't really any harm in trying..." I gave in. I couldn't stand that look. Immediately his face brightened. I let out a sigh of relief, had he always made me react like that? "Really? Your okay with trying?" He said, eyes wide again and leaning toward me. I smiled at him. "Yeah. I mean its just a little kiss, right? And who better to have my first kiss with than the person I trust most." A smile crept up onto his face as I said this, and my heart fluttered a little. "I trust you more than anyone else in the world Jake." He said to me, eyes sparkling, as he inched closer until we were sitting side by side on the couch. We looked at each other, our faces mirror images. "Tilt your head to the right a little," Chris said. I complied, and he slowly closed the gap between our faces and our lips touched. God, his lips were soft. If I thought my heart had been fluttering before, it was doing somersaults now. He held himself there for a few seconds and then pulled away a little and our eyes met, a smile broke out on his face again. I couldn't help but smile back. "So, what'd it feel like?" I asked him. "Warm and soft and gentle." He said, still looking into my eyes. I smiled bigger. "Did you like it?" I asked. He hesitated a little, trying to gauge my reaction. "...Yeah. You?" "Yeah." After a while he leaned back, but he stayed sitting right next to me for the rest of the movie. ********** And that's how it happened Journal; I had my first kiss, and with my twin brother no less. And I liked it. Am I weird for liking it? But he liked it to. This is the first time I have had something that I haven't wanted to talk to Chris about, but I can't talk to anyone else about it either. So that's where you come in Journal. From now on, whenever something like this happens, I will tell you about it, but we have to keep it a secret from Chris. -Jake *********** Jake and I look exactly alike. Light brown hair that has grown a little long, brown eyes, and the same medium build and height. We are pretty good looking, but people can never tell us apart. I always liked that. When people would call me Jake or him Chris, it was like they were confirming that we really were alike in every way; one person split in two. To make people even more confused, we share clothes a lot, and if someone calls me Jake, I just pretend I am him and don't correct them. He does the same thing when people call him Chris. But then the other night happened. I knew he might think it was weird of me to suggest kissing each other, but I hadn't expected it to sting so much when he disagreed with me. I immediately regretted bringing it up, even if I had been thinking about it. We are always honest with each other, so I don't have much of a filter to stop my thoughts from becoming words around him. And then there is a whole other problem. I really liked the kiss, but I didn't want to tell Jake how much I liked it, since I felt like he only agreed to do it in the first place because I wanted to. And now, I really want to kiss him again. ********** Dear Journal, As long as I can remember, Chris and I have been best friends. When we were little, we even made up our own language so we could talk without our parents knowing what we were saying. Sometimes we even use it now, just to bug them. We also share a room. We have bunk beds; I sleep on the top bunk, and Chris on the bottom bunk. When I was little, I had nightmares a lot, and Chris would always hear me wake up and let me sleep in his bed. Sometimes I would sleep in his bed even when I didn't have a nightmare; I just liked sleeping beside him. But after the kiss, things felt different between us; we talked less and sometimes we would share awkward looks. So when I had a nightmare one night, the first one in a while, I questioned whether he would like me going down to sleep with him. ********* I heard Jake wake up. I always hear Jake wake up. I don't know how I do it; the only sound is a slight creak in the mattress and a change in his breathing. I think it is some kind of twin sense. I just know when he wakes up. Usually, he would slip down off of his bed and ask me if he could sleep with me, but as I waited, he never came down. Did he not want to sleep with me? I could hear his breaths; they were fast, like he had woken up from a nightmare. I couldn't stand the waiting anymore, I had to say something. ********** I was lying there, trying to decide whether or not to sleep in Chris' bed, when he spoke. "Jake, I know you're awake. Did you have a nightmare?" I jumped; I hadn't expected him to say anything, and to be honest I was still just jumpy from the nightmare. "Yeah." "Do you want to sleep with me in my bed?" Thank god. Maybe nothing had changed. Maybe it had all been in my head. I crawled out of my bed and into his, laying on my back next to Chris. He was on his side facing me. I immediately felt more comfortable. "Want to tell me about it?" He asked, looking at me. Even in the darkness I could see the concerned look on his face. "It's not that big of a deal. It was just a dream." I shrugged. I didn't really want to tell him about it considering he was in it. "Liar. Then why did you wait so long to come down here and why were you breathing so hard." He looked angry. We don't lie to each other and getting caught in my lie made me tense up. "Ok fine. I was dreaming about us when we were older." He looked confused. "Why was that scary?" "Because in my dream you were an astronaut and I was a coal miner and we never got to see each other and you were too busy doing stuff in space to come and see me and I got trapped in a cave and you didn't even know and then the walls started crumbling and....." I couldn't help it. I started crying. Talking about it made me see the dream again in my mind. The worst part was that I knew I was about to die, and Chris didn't even care. He stroked my hair. "Shhhh, its alright Jake, I'm right here. Shhhh." Chris soothing me made my heart melt. I quickly stopped crying and just let him keep stroking my hair. God that felt good. I had my eyes closed as I calmed down, so I didn't notice when Chris got closer to me. I felt him kiss my cheek. He kept his face touching mine and moved up to kiss my temple. I could hear my heart beating a mile a minute. Chris leaned over onto his arm that had been stroking my hair so that he was hovering over my face and he kissed my lips. I forgot how to breathe. It was such a sweet kiss. When he broke it, he came in for a second kiss, this one a little harder. He had started moving his lips on mine when he suddenly pulled back and looked at me. "Good. You stopped crying." He said, and lay back down. He rested his head on my shoulder and kept his arm around my waist. "Night." "Night." I choked out. I could only hope he couldn't feel how fast my heart was beating. -Jake ********* Jake lied to me about his dream. I know he was just trying to shrug it off and act tough, but the fact that he lied to me drives me crazy. I couldn't help but call him out on it. And then what was up with that dream? Besides the part of the weird professions he had us in, the part that was scary was him being in a collapsing cave, but that didn't even seem to be the part that bugged him. He was upset because in the dream I didn't care about him. I couldn't help but think how cute that was. "Shhhh, its alright Jake, I'm right here. Shhhh." I stroked his hair; it was so soft. I could hear him relaxing next to me. His eyes closed. He turned his head a little into my hand. I doubt he even knew he did that. It was so damn cute. I was looking at him and I just couldn't help it. I kissed him on the cheek. He didn't push me away or yell so I kissed him on the temple too. I couldn't stop now, I was being controlled by the cuteness, so I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. It was better than the first time. I kissed him more. It wasn't until I had started parting my lips that I came back to my senses and pulled away. Jake looked so shocked. God what have I done. I played it off as just me trying to comfort him as lay down on his shoulder and tried to act nonchalant about it, but I could feel his heart beating fast under my arm. I hope I didn't just ruin everything. ********* Dear Journal, After that night, Chris acted like nothing weird had happened, like he hadn't kissed me in the middle of the night, so I followed suit and tried to act normal, too. ********** "Chris! Jake! Breakfast is ready!" "Coming mom!" We yelled in unison. I raced down the stairs to the kitchen, chasing the smell of sausage and eggs. "You boys have any plans for today?" Mom asked. Chris and I both already had mouthfuls of eggs, so we didn't answer. "Remember your father and I are going to the Apple Fair today so we won't be back until late afternoon." I swear I saw Chris freeze. Why did he do that? "We were going to play that new video game we got." I said after I swallowed. Chris was silently chewing. "Oh alright but promise me you won't spend all day doing that." Mom warned. "Of course we won't." I rolled my eyes. "Bring us back caramel apples okay?" "Sure." We heard a honk. "Oh that's your father! He went to go get gas while I finished your breakfast. Have a nice day, we'll be home around 5!" And with that Mom was out the door. Chris was still silently eating his food. What was going on in his mind? ********** I had forgotten that Mom and Dad were going to the Apple Fair. The thought of being alone all day with Jake made me freeze. It shouldn't have, we spend a lot of time with just the two of us, but I was still thinking of what happened the other night, and I was afraid of losing control like that again. I knew he could tell something was up, but he didn't ask me about it. After breakfast, we went into the living room to play the video game we had gotten a few days ago. We both sat on the floor, leaning up against the couch. "Chris! Ah, no way, I am going to win! Wait, wait, ARGH!" Jake yelled as I crossed the finish line just seconds before him. "You totally cheated, how were you going that fast?" "I'm just better than you." I said and laughed. "No way!" He yelled and grabbed a pillow off of the couch to hit me with. "Oh, now you are going to get it!" I tackled him and we wrestled for a few minutes. I won at that too, though. I had him pinned to the floor with his arms above his head. 'Looks like I'm a better wrestler too." I laughed. Jake made a pouty face of mock-sadness. I couldn't help but look at his lips. Then it hit me just what kind of situation we were in: I was straddling him and holding his wrists with one hand above his head. "Chris?" Jake said. I came back to reality. Jake looked confused, but I couldn't just give up a situation this good. I leaned forward until our faces were two inches apart. "Yes?" Jake looked surprised, but he didn't fight me or get up. He just looked into my eyes with an indescribable expression. I let my free hand wander to his stomach. His eyes widened, but I knew what I wanted. ********** We had been wrestling when Chris suddenly stopped. He had me pinned on the ground and had been laughing, and then his expression changed. He looked at me in a way that sent chills up my spine. "Chris?" I said. He blinked and seemed to focus again. He leaned forward until he was right up next to my face. "Yes?" He whispered. I couldn't breathe. I could feel his breath on my face and a part of me that was much larger than I expected wanted him to bridge the gap and kiss me. But he didn't. Instead he brought one of his hands to rest on my stomach and started moving it in small circles, all while staring into my eyes. He brought his hand up under my T-shirt and found my nipple. I gasped. I could see his eyes smile. Like that was what he had wanted me to do. He started massaging my nipple: stroking and pinching and rubbing it. God it felt amazing. He leaned down and kissed my neck. I moaned. He continued kissing and sucking at my neck and I couldn't help but wonder if that would leave a mark. Chris stopped kissing my neck and brought his lips up to mine. I moaned into his mouth as he pinched my hard nipple. I kissed him back, slowly getting used to the motion of our lips. I wanted to melt into him. He must of read my mind because he brushed his tongue against my lips and I opened my mouth wider for him, letting his tongue enter and intertwine with mine. We kissed like that for a while, as his hand roamed the skin of my upper body, pushing up my shirt to my shoulders for better access. When he broke the kiss, another moan escaped my lips. I saw him smirk as he brought his mouth to my chest. Kissing down my pecs until he found my hard nipples with his tongue. My nipples weren't the only part of me that were hard. "Oh god Chris!" I yelled out breathlessly. Was it really me making these embarrassing noises? He stopped sucking and looked up at me. "What do you want me to do, twin brother?" He asked seductively. "Are you that turned on by me?" He brought his hand down to my shorts and felt my hard on. A moan escaped my lips. "Hmmm, I guess you are." He went back to French kissing me as he rubbed my cock through my shorts. "Chrissssss!" I yelled as I came. I was breathing heavily and he just looked at me. "Jake, hearing you yell my name as you come is probably the hottest thing I have ever witnessed." He said as he looked at me seriously. "I don't think I can go back to how we were before we kissed. I am just too turned on by you. I hope you don't hate me for this Jake." He looked at me expectantly, wanting some kind of reply. I was still catching my breath. "I could never hate you Chris. When you kiss me I never want to leave your side. I honestly love you more than anyone in the world." He got the biggest smile on his face that I have ever seen and he leaned down and pecked me on the lips. "I love you too." That was the first time he said that and my heart leapt, but it wouldn't be the last. -Jake ************ Thank you for any reviews. New Love at the Old Home Renard Halson stared lonely at the windows; the blinds on them looked like prison bars and nothing that anyone could say or do would convince him otherwise. The 87 year old had started to look at life as what it was, a burden. He had enjoyed his life previously, before his ungrateful brats of children had forced him into this place three moths ago. “Its for your own good, dad.” “Horse shit, Gabriel, its just so that you won’t have to look after me.” “Now pop, you know that its not like that, but you know that Sandi and I just can’t come down here and do every little thing for you – its two hours from Beacoton, and we can’t just drop everything and come to your rescue.” “I was doing fine before that god forsaken light bulb, Gabriel.” “I know, dad, I know, but thinks have changed now, you’ve had a stroke, and the doctors restricted your access to ladders, or had you forgotten about that?” “No Gabriel, I HADN’T. You KEEP reminding me of it.” Gabriel blushed. “Sorry dad.” “Damned straight your sorry.” “But Dad I really think that you should be with people that are more your own age, you might be able to meet a few friends and be able to go on some more of those outings, like you and mom used to take.” “Yeah, those were fun, weren’t they?" “I know, I remember the time that we all went down to the lake and you and I used to catch fish down at Camp Offakalno, don’t you?” “Yeah, that was great. I had such a great time with your mother after you went to bed.” Renard mused to his son. Gabriel smiled. “I know how that must have been.” Renard blushed. “Sorry boy.” “ It’s all right, I know that you miss mom.” “You bet your ass, boy.” “Tell you what, maybe we can hook you up with one of those senior excursions and you can go out there and go have some fun with someone of your own age, what do you think of that?” “Sounds down right wonderful, Gabe, sign me up.” ‘What the little snot didn’t tell me, was that’ excursion company’ that he hooked me up with, was really and old folks, or retirement home. ‘I walked in the first day and thought that it was kinds of nice. There were pictures and such on the walls and there were several nice people, but it just wasn’t home. I was introduced to a Mr. Collins who turned out to be the head honcho here at the home. “There you go Mr. Halson…” Collins said. I started to say, “thank…” only to have Gabriel thank him for me and continue toy fill out the last of what I found out to be commitment paper. “All right, pop. I’ll see you next week.” Gabriel hugged me and left me on my way. He left me there, stunned in the lobby, full of other old codgers like myself, some of whom were watching TV and others that were milling around in the common room. “I saw what he did, that was very unkind of him.” A voice to my left said to me. I looked and saw a very beautiful woman, seventy if she were a day. “My name is Louise Raglan, everyone around here calls me “Wheezy” I started to ask her why, but then saw the oxygen tank that she was lugging around with her. “This is what four packs a day for thirty-two years will get you.” She smiled ruefully as she saw where my eyes had wandered too. “I’m sorry.” I mumbled to myself, ashamed that I could be so uncaring as to zone directly in on her disability. “Its all right, come on, let me take you on the grand” – she emphasized the word Grand – Tour of our wonderful facility.” “Thank you,” I started to walk with her, slightly behind as I didn’t want to get lost. “Come on up here, don’t worry, I won’t lose you.” She told me with a smile. “Thanks Wheezy.” The two of us continued to talk, and discuss our relatively ungrateful children. I really did care for Gabriel, but it hurt me that he had apparently dumped me. Hers had done the same for her when it became apparent that her smoking was letting her go down hill. “Apparently all they wanted me to do was to just kick off and die.” She smiled sadly at me. “Those ungrateful little…” I couldn’t finish my sentence. “Shh, its all right.” Wheezy told me. “I’ll let god take care of them later.” She smiled at me as she showed me where my room was. “Dinner’s at 7:30. I’ll be here to pick you up and show you where it is.” “Thanks Wheezy.” “You’re welcome, see you soon.” I went into my room and started to unpack, and before I knew it, it was seven o’ clock Wheezy was at my door. “Are you ready?” “Sure, I guess.” I slipped on a dinner jacket. “What’s that for? “Well I am taking a beautiful woman out to eat, am I not?” Wheezy smiled. “Oh you.” And so the two of us went out to dinner, granted it was creamed corn and meatloaf, equally as watery as the corn, but we somehow found a secluded table where the two of them would be able to go and have a good meal together. They chatted about the old times and what it was like before their respective trips to the home. “I miss my George.” Wheezy said, wistfully “And I miss my Ester.” Renard added in sadly. Come on!” Said Wheezy, suddenly getting up from the table, do you want to go out dancing?” “Sure.” Renard said surprised, “But where? They won’t let us out after dark.” Wheezy smiled, “Why to the common room, you silly boy. Come on, let’s go.” She took his hand in hers and the two of them walked over to the common room. “There’s a jukebox over in the corner that plays all of the good ones, do you want to pick something out?” “Sure.” Renard walked slowly over to the player placed two bits in, and music came funneling out. “I believe its unchained melody.” “Come on olds codger, cut a rug.” Renard practically ran, as fast as he was able to go, and came back to Wheezy. He placed his hand around her hip, and pulled her close, the other one going around her own hand. “Let me know when you need to quit.” He said with a twinkle in his eye. “Oh I will.” Wheezy told him. “After about Two hours, when Renard’s own les were getting ready to give out on him, it was he that actually asked for a rest. Wheezy laughed slightly. “See, I told you that I would be able to go for longer than you” “You were right my dear, you were right.” Renard said with a smile. “Shall I take you back to your room?” Wheezy asked sadly. “I suppose so.” Renard admitted with just as much sadness. Wheezy nodded, and escorted Renard back to his room, waiting a few moments as Renard got the hang of the door. Would you like to come in?” He asked. “I believe that I’d like that very much.” Renard nodded, and flipped on his light. “Its not home but…” “Its not home.” Wheezy finished for him. “Please have a seat. I only have the one chair.” Renard admitted. “I’ll sit with you.” The two of them sat down looking at each other for a moment before Wheezy took the initiative and hugged Renard close to her. Please just hold me.” Wheezy begged. “It’s been so long.” “I know, I know.” Renard felt as his hands roamed around Wheezy’s body, and gently held her tightly. Suddenly before either one knew what was going on, they were kissing, and holding on to one another. Wheezy could feel Renard’s warmth on her body and started to unbutton her blouse. “Please touch me, it’s been so long.” Renard took the lead and slid a hand inside her blouse, cupping a breast in his palm. Wheezy felt a shiver run down her body as feelings long since thought dead started to emerge again. “Please, more!” Her hands were slowly working at Renard’s zipper trying to lower it. Renard had to try and help her, easing his pants off of himself along the way. Wheezy was thoroughly enthralled by his manhood and even more surprised that he was able to get it up! “You’re not on Viagra?” She asked him with a tint of wonder in her voice. “Nope, this is all natural.” “May I, may I touch it… it’s just been so long.” “Please do.” Renard replied, nearly going into shock as her soft hands edged their way across his manhood. The next thing that he realized he had his hands inside of Wheezy’s skirt and she was helping him slide it off of her. Remarkably, her pubic hair hadn’t grayed as the rest of her hair had, so Renard was able to see what her hair color must have been. “Please just touch me.” Wheezy begged him. “Where?” “Anywhere, everywhere.” Renard did as he was asked, and let his fingers trail up and down Wheezy’s body, letting her call the shots, until she stopped his hand at her maidenly opening. Please, it’s been so long…” she pleaded with him. “I understand.” And with that Renard slipped a finger into Wheezy, the only other woman that he’d done such to had been his wife some two and a half decades earlier. “Oh go slow, go slow.” Renard obeyed and tried to make it as pleasurable for Wheezy as he possible could. He could feel her wetness and could tell that she was going to respond any moment, her legs suddenly pistoning out on the bed, as he touched her. ”Renard… Renard… Renard…” She called his name over and over again as her orgasm rode through her body. “Yes, Wheezy?” “Thank you…” Wheezy looked over at him and went to sleep… Renard smiled at his new friend, and covered her with his blanket. He wondered if this retirement home stuff, wasn’t so bad after all