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German Holiday Ch. 01

By: ebunny15



This was my first trip to Europe. I tried desperately to not fall into all of the pitfalls that Americans do when leaving the States for the first time. It certainly helped that I was visiting family friends and letting them guide me through all of the nuances of being a tourist. Staying with a family that had known me all of my life was a saving grace that also presented me with some rather interesting situations involving their oldest son.

Hans and I had been penpals since sixth grade. It started out as a way for him to improve his English, which was already flawless. We continued to write during high school and college and became as close as two people could be without actually meeting. My trip to Germany was the second time we met face to face. Hans had visited the US after high school graduation, whereas I was visiting Germany after university graduation. We had flirted during his visit, but nothing ever came out of it; we were too naive to believe anything could come of it. My trip to Germany proved otherwise.

Meeting Hans at the airport was a shot to the system. The boy had grown more handsome since I had seen him last. Was that even possible? Staring at him, I completely forgot to greet his family in the manner of northern Germans, by using the Low German phrase "Moin Moin". God, was I ever going to get used to looking at him?? Hans was tall, even by German standards, had a mop of jet black hair and bottomless brown eyes. Just looking at him made my insides quiver like jelly. Hugging him hello in front of his family was almost unbearable; all I could think of was wrapping myself around him and never letting go. His smile just about broke my heart as he looked down at me, keeping my body close to his in an easy embrace. My hormones raged all the way from the airport to the house. Good lord, how was I going to survive two weeks in the same house as him without spontaneously combusting?

Things came to a head halfway through my first week. Hans had begun calling himself by his middle name, Leo, and introducing me as Leah, which was my middle name. Leo and Leah, two peas in a pod. The same conversation always followed when I met someone new. One particular meeting got my mind whirling.

"I thought your name as Sunny," asked a friend, shaking my hand.

"It is, but Hans, sorry, Leo just seems to think it's funny that our second names are so similar," I replied. "It's almost like he's trying to make some sort of connection between us."

The look that crossed the friend's face sent a thrilling shiver down my spine. Hmmmm...I may be on to something here. He smirked at me knowingly.

"Okay! We're off to the pond," Hans proclaimed from another room. 

As much as he pleaded with me to call him Leo, he was still my Hans. It was hard to think of him any other way at that point.

The pond turned out to be a spring-fed machine dug hole in the ground. The water was freezing and my nipples immediately turned to stone as I waded in. This was my first experience swimming in the nude, as was the European fashion. The water, sliding around my body was at once thrilling and a little uncomfortable. Hans thought it was mis-placed modesty on the part of a Puritan American and had somehow managed to convince me to shed my suit. My discomfort was forgotten at once as I watched Hans shed his shorts and stood upright, ready to enter the water with a 8" erection bobbing away. He glided into the water, took a few strokes, and found me tredding water in the middle of the pond.

"Cold?"

Hans' gaze at my breasts seemed a bit invasive to me, but as he reached around me to pull him closer, I realized he was merely enjoying the view. 

"Slightly, as you are well aware." My teeth were actually beginning to chatter! Great.

"Let us see if we can warm you up any."

With that, Hans pressed his body flat against mine, letting his stiff penis glide between my thighs. The tip rubbed against my clit briefly on its way past and I gave an involuntary gasp of pure pleasure. His hands moved to cradle my buttocks and keep my lower portion in constant contact with his. It was heaven. Three days of pent up hormones was about to open up in a deluge of whatever may come.

I wrapped my arms around Hans' neck and flattened my sensitive breasts against his chest. Finding myself this impossibly close to him, I let my face settle in the hollow where his shoulder meets his neck.

"Ahem"

Someone floating by sent some rapid-fire German in our direction. Even though my German vocabulary consisted of "yes" "no" and "My name is Sunny", it didn't take a genius to translate the meaning.

All to too soon, Hans let go of me, and I of him. We spent another 45 minutes in the cold water, pretending that nothing had happened. We were the definition of proper behavior. After a while, my body began to tingle all over, and not from a hormone rush. It was just too cold to stay in the water!

A bicycle ride back to the house warmed us up. The sunshine streamed across our damp clothes, highlighting my firm nipples and his erect penis. My eyes kept sliding over his muscular body. It was a wonder I didn't hit a hole in the gravel road and go end over end.

Getting back to the house, we rushed back to our rooms in order to get ready for a night on the town. Hans was taking me to my first dance club and I was full of nervous energy. The events at the pond only heightened my anticipation and nerves. A hot shower should do the trick.

Almost.

As I got out of the steamy shower stall to dry off, the door suddenly opened up. There I was, dripping wet and naked while Hans walked through the door.

"What are you doing in here?? I'm not done!"

Hans stopped dead in his tracks and stared at me. His mouth was actually ajar, slightly. He quickly scanned my naked body before licking his lips and backing out of the bathroom. As he was closing the door, Hans yelled back in my general direction.

"I didn't hear the water running, so I thought you were gone."

Oh good heavens. That's what I get for living with three boys who never had to share a bathroom with a sister.

I quickly started drying off and absent mindedly swiped between my legs. The jolt I got from rubbing my clit with the terry cloth towel just about knocked my feet from underneath me. My fingers followed and I discovered that Hans' interupption had created a waterfall between my legs. I groaned softly and rubbed once more. The pleasure was almost unbearable.

There is no explaining how I got myself out of the bathrooom and up two flights of stairs to my bedroom. I don't remember any of it. My next memory is of standing by the front door waiting for Hans to come from his room. His two younger brothers were giving me grief about how to avoid the hustlers trying to get people in to watch peep shows, and how to fend off cross-dressers. I went deaf as soon as I felt Hans touch my shoulder. Turning around, I was greeted with a vision never to be forgotten.

Hans stood in front of me looking like some avenging angel straight out of the Bible. His jeans hugged his butt, his shirt looked like it has been poured onto him. I could just make out the six-pack that was carved into his torso. My gaze finally made its way up to his face.

The look in his eyes nearly made me swoon. Never before, or since, has any man looked at me in such a way. His brown eyes burned with equal parts adoration, lust, and surprise. It took my breath away completely.

Somehow, we made it through downtown Hamburg traffic. I was glad that he was driving the car, so I didn't have to share him with anyone on the bus or subway. He was all mine for the evening. My Hans. No, my Leo. I didn't have to put up with other girls looking at him, hitting on him, finding excuses to rub up against him in the subway. He was with me and only me. 

It finally hit me. He was mine and I was his. Not for always, but for tonight. And that was enough. The thought was staggering.

The club was located in the red-light district. To say that I was given an education would be an understatement. I was treated to sidewalk peep shows, prostitutes showing off their wares, johns calling for men and women to partake of their merchandise, and cross dressing males who looked better in their jeans than I ever would. It was a heady beginning to a night I will never forget.

The club throbbed with liquor, lust, and a heavy beat from the stereos. Leo (I had decided "Leo" fit much better than "Hans" tonight) steered me onto the dance floor and began moving his body to the song. I wish I could say his moves matched his appearance, that his gyrations created a brewing explosion in me. But I can't. If anything, his attempts at moving only reminded me of bacon frying on a hot griddle. 

"No, no! Try doing this!" I yelled at him over the music. I gave my best free-style performance and watched his mouth gape open. Seeing his positive reaction, I vamped it up a bit. Swinging my hips a little more, thrusting my chest towards him and letting my hands roam up and down his body. Leo stood stock still and watched me dance just for him. When the song ended, Leo grasped me by the arms and pulled me close. I tilted my head back and looked up at him. I was just short enough to tuck my shoulder into his armpit. It was a perfect fit. Hans wrapped his arms around me, pulling me even tighter against him.

A new song started. Recognizing it as a slow song that would allow me to melt into Leo's body, I snuggled up and laid my head on his collar bone. Being this close, I felt a poking sensation at my hip. Leo's penis was growing inside his jeans, finding a niche against my belly. Smiling to myself, I wiggled against it, feeling the tip nodding up and down. Leo's heart beat quickened and I felt him gasp a small breath of surprise. My hands found their way to his belt loops and pulled him tightly against me. Leo trapped my shoulders within a snug embrace and my breasts rubbed against his chest. Moving slightly, I let my lips softly graze his throat. The salt from his skin clung to them. Licking my lips clean, and being so close to him, my tongue brushed his skin as well. This sensation allowed what felt like a 2x4 to appear in his pants. My nipples hardened and my panties became wet with the unmistakeable appearance of my juices. The friction created by grinding my crotch against his leg made my clit swell and ache. We swayed together like this for the rest of the song.

When it ended, Leo took my left hand and led me off of the dance floor to the bar. I looked at him, full of questions. 

Did I do something wrong? He seemed to be enjoying it. Is he having second thoughts? What if he decides this isn't going to work and I have anther week and a half before I can escape back home?

My questions were quickly put to rest as he pushed me up against the bar and then pressed up behind me. His hands found their way around my waist and clasped together so I was completely sheltered by his firm body. In rapid German, he ordered a drink for us, full of ice. One drink for two very overheated 20-somethings. Interesting. 

We found a table up against a wall to enjoy the beverage. I found that it contained no alcohol and was pleased. He was certainly not looking to take advantage of me at this rate. Sipping on what turned out to be Sprite, I gazed around the room. Couples were gyrating against each other, kissing and making out on the dance floor in time with the music. The scene only intensified my own raging hormones. Glancing back at Leo, I found him staring at some place between my breasts and nose. The look suddenly made me feel very self-conscious, now that our dance was finished.

"Do you like what you see?" When did my voice get so small?

"WHAT??" The noise level had swallowed up my words before reaching his ears.

Leaning in so my lips brushed his earlobe, I repeated my question. In response, Leo cradled my head between his hands and rubbed the tip of his nose against mine. The reference to his time in the States, when I tried to explain what an Eskimoe Kiss was, was at once touching and erotic. 

Pulling back, a movement caught my eye. Looking past Leo's shoulder, I saw two middle-aged men staring at us. When they realized I had seen them, they both leered at me, tipped their glasses in my direction, and grabbed their crotches. I stiffened in response. Leo's hands were still around my face and his lips were moving towards my ear.

"What is it?"

I turned my face towards his and answered as non-chalantly as possible.

"Kiss me, two men are staring at us and it's creeping me out."

Without missing a beat, Leo moved his lips to within a hair's width away from mine.

"Finally" he breathed, just as his mouth found me.

The sensation of his lips caressing my skin, his fingers tangled in my hair, and his body pressing me up against the wall sent me over the moon. Mindlessly, I straddled his leg and began pushing against him with my hips. My clit was painful, swelled with hormones, and I could feel my juices seeping through to my leggings.

Opening my lips, I gently licked his with my tongue. His immediate response sent a jolt through me. Urgently, Leo's tongue probed my mouth, sweeping over my teeth, tasting me. He brought my face closer to his and trapped my body between him and the wall. It was like he was trying to absorb me into himself. I willingly complied to the best of my ability. Leo began pushing his hips into me in jerky motions. His erection became harder, and the heat rolling off of him was intoxicating. I rode the flood of wanting until it evaporated about three minutes later.

Turning around, Leo spotted the two men. They were obviously enjoying our little show because when Leo glared at them, they smiled, grabbed their pants again and nodded at us. Pulling me towards the dance floor again, Leo snarled something in their general direction as we passed them by. The word "mein" floated through the din; I was conscious enough to know it meant "mine" and a flood of utter joy coursed through me.

We spent the rest of the evening gyrating against one another, regardless of the song. There were so many other couples doing the very same thing, I lost all self-consciousness and enjoyed the feel of Leo's hands roaming my body.

Sometime around 3:30 we left the club and drove back home. The high I had gotten from Leo's attention was hardly wearing off. It appeared that Leo was still aroused as well; his pants had a distinct tent in the crotch. Feeling frisky, I leaned over and gently touched the top of the bulge. Leo drew in an audible gasp.

"Don't do something you can't finish," he growled low at me.

Feeling embolded by our dance sessions, I smirked at him.

"Who said I wasn't going to?"

The shock on Leo's face was priceless. But as the stretch of silence between us grew, I began to think maybe this was going to be a big mistake. The rest of the car ride was filled with an uncomfortable silence.

Pulling into the driveway, Leo parked the car, shut it off and got out. The slamming door made me jump. My nerves were starting to fray. My emotions were now in free fall.

I followed Leo into the house, and up the stairs that led towards the bedrooms. He veered off to his own room without comment. Silently, I trudged up the next flight of stairs that led to my bed. While getting into my pajamas, I stared at the wetness still clinging to my panties. Holding them between my fingers, seeing the mark, smelling the muskiness, I knew it wasn't an act on my part. But what about him? Did I just destroy over 10 years of friendship? Crawling into bed, I tried to push it out of my mind.

After laying in bed for what seemed like an eternity, I heard a knock at the door. My heart leapt. Jumping from the bed, I crossed the room and threw open the door.

Leo stood in front of me, wearing boxer shorts and a worried expression. I couldn't take my eyes off of his chest. I didn't realize that it was coming steadily closer until my nose was lodged under Leo's chin and my body was trapped in a bear hug. 

And then he was covering me with kisses. His hands were all over me, trying to take in as much as possible before losing contact. In unison, we moved towards the bed and collapsed on top of it.

Still kissing me, Leo rolled me onto my back and gently laid down on top of me. His weight seemed to trigger an automatic response in me and my legs opened with no conscious thought. Settling between my thighs, Leo suddenly stopped his kisses. I murmurred a soft protest as he got off the bed. Propping myself up on my elbows, my heart was thrilled to see him closing the door so we were cut off from the rest of the house.

My eyes were as big as saucers as he walked bach towards me. I smiled and tried not to giggle as he silently resumed his position on top of me. It was dark, so I could not see his body very clearly. However, the hardness pressing against my opening told me that Leo wanted this as much as I did.

We began kissing again. This time they were not gentle. They were not hesitant. These kisses were full of pent up desire, frustration and power. Leo's lips bruised mine as they ravished me. His tongue probed my mouth, seeking any sort of resistance and stamp it out. He was daring me to tell him to stop.

As if I would.

My hands wound around his neck, fingers digging into his hair, pulling his face into mine. My legs wrapped around his waist, begging him closer. His hips began to jerk, pushing his erection into my soft folds. 

I groaned as I felt the material of my pajama bottoms actually enter my vaginal opening. The head lay just inside the lips, encased in two layers of thin fabric. Leo raked my torso with his hands before heaving himself off to the side.

Looking at me, Leo turned my face towards him.

"We can't actually make love, you know that, right?"

The statement of the obvious nearly broke my heart. But it was true. How could we possilby make a trans-atlantic child custody issue work? There was no way we could do anything that would create a child.

"I know."

Leo resumed his loving. His fingers trailed down my neck, fingers seeking my breasts. When they made contact, my nipples hardened further and I gasped. And then his mouth was there. Through the silky fabric, he began sucking. His tongue bathed my breast in warmth. The cloth, now sodden through, stuck to my skin and became a barrier Leo couldn't, or wouldn't, put up with anymore. Instantly, my top was whisked away, leaving my chest bared to his gaze. His mouth lowered again, this time on the other breast. The sensations made me wither until him. Leo's hand cupped the first breast, gently kneading it, then rubbing the tip. I tried to press his head closer to the nipple he was sucking. In response, his entire body swung back into mine. He sunk into me again, letting his natural weight pull him into my body. 

That's when it first started. The scent of him, the knowledge that he was loving me (ME!), touching me, enjoying me, and it wasn't a dream; I could feel a coiled up emotion begin to tense up inside me. My breathing became harder and harder. In response, Leo sucked harder, and began thrusting against me. I bit my lip in order to keep silent. A few small whimpers escaped.

Leo looked up at me, smiling.

"Not quite yet. I want to try something first."

I mourned the loss of his mouth as he sat back on his heels. Then I felt my pajama bottoms being pulled down my legs. Down my thighs, past my knees, across my ankles, and then off the tips of my toes. I was completely naked under Leo's gaze. He took forever to come back to me. When he finally laid back down, it was to my side. I reached for him and when he rubbed up against me, I realized he had removed his boxers as well. My stomach lurched and the coil wound another turn.

I raised my hands to capture his face between them and felt his hand slide between my legs. The wetness he found created a silky friction that made me lose a little more liquid.


German Holiday Ch. 01



"Oh my God, you're already ready for me. Do you know how long I've waited for this?"

I could only murmur a response.

Leo slid his fingers around my clit, between my folds. One fingertip gently touched at the hole that was oozing liquid pleasure. I felt his penis jerk against my leg. He was already wet himself. I could feel warm pre-cum cling to me wherever the head touched.

Another turn of the coil.

I bucked against Leo's hand. And then he finally slid a finger inside me. His long, artistic fingers, tapered and flexible, curled within and around me. The index finger rubbed me inside, beckoning me to the ends of desire. The others massaged the skin by my clit. We stayed like that forever.

Staring into my eyes, Leo finally removed his fingers. Slowly, I felt him leave me, sliding back towards my entrance. I felt completely empty without him. Clasping his face in my hands, I pleaded with him to come back to me. Leo gave me one hard, hot kiss on the lips, and then plunged his thumb deep into me.

The sudden motion shocked me. Leo began a frantic push-pull motion with one hand, seeking to bury within me as much of himself as he could. In and out. In and out. In and out. His thumb slid in, and backed out. The sensation of his skin rubbing within me turned the coil of desire another notch.

"Please!! Let me cum!" I whispered harshly.

Leo's face became a mask of intense patience. He was going to make sure I reached the moon before he stopped. 

It didn't take long. I luxuriated in the feel of his thumb, the throbbing need within me, the kisses, almost hurting, descending on my mouth, and the pulsating penis rubbing against my thigh.

The coil within me turned one more time, and then shattered into a million pieces. Leo covered my mouth with his own, creating a seal that allowed me to vocalize my passion without waking the rest of the house. His kiss inhaled my cry and I was left breathless and quaking, small spasms milking his thumb, still buried deep in my pussy.

Sometime later, I calmed down enough to thank him for the incredible experience. Moving down to his erect penis, I gently licked the tip of it. His pre-cum was sweet and slid down my throat easily. I gently took the head between my lips and slid my mouth down the entire length of his shaft. Leo groaned softly. Smiling, I began to suck on him, moving my head up and down. The penis began to lengthen, taking up more room in my mouth. By the time he reached his full erection, the head was sliding down my throat. I continued to massage the shaft, now throbbing with need to release, and gently rubbed his balls. The slight touch to his sack rocked Leo's body. He grabbed my head and held me to him as he thrust up into my mouth. I continued to stroke his balls, now beginning to tighten up into his body. They were full and ready to plant his seed into me.

With one final thrust, Leo's penis again entered my mouth, slid over my tongue, and bent into my throat. Leo shivered once as his penis nodded and then released into me. The warm shimmer of his sperm slid down my throat. He came three times before his penis began to calm down. Two more shots entered my mouth and collected on my tongue. These too were sweet, and I savored his taste before swallowing.

After his erection began to recede, I began bathing his penis with my tongue and mouth. The warmth perked him up a bit and I was rewarded with a small amount of cum as I sucked on him two more times. Leo's body shuddered as I pulled my mouth off of him, and my hands finished massaging his sack. The balls were back where they belonged, but very sensitive. I gently rubbed them with my fingertips and then bent down to kiss each one. Leo groaned once more and I smiled to myself.

Stretching upwards and positioning myself under Leo's arm, I pressed myself against his entire body. We kissed for a while, letting our hands roam over each other's sensitive skin. I jerked as his hand lazily trailed over my breasts, but he did the same as I let my fingers just barely touch his ball sack. We fell asleep in each other's embrace.

Nothing was going to be the same after this. And we had a week and a half to enjoy each other. That's exactly what we did.



German Holiday Ch. 02



Despite our nocturnal rompings from the night before, Leo and I were the picture of plutonic friendship the next morning at breakfast. It was difficult for me not to look at him and remember how his fingers danced across my skin only a few hours earlier; however, having his brother sitting across the table from us helped tremendously.

"So...what's on the board for today?"

Was it just my imagination, or was George onto us? Peering at him over my honey-slathered roll, I simply raised my eyebrows at him. A mouth full of bread gave me an excuse to keep quiet.

"We are going up to Lubeck. We're going to stroll around town and I want to show her the University," came Leo's reply. Just his voice sent delicious shivers down my spine.

Sitting next to each other was turning out to have been a mistake. Leo's body heat was rolling off of him in my direction. His scent lingered in the air, teasing my nose and stirring the butterflies in my stomach into a gentle stampede. I could feel myself begin to tingle at every place he had touched last night.

"The University, huh? Plan on showing her the dorms?"

I suddenly choked on my bite of roll. Leo pounded me on the back until I turned a some-what normal shade of pink. George sat back and chuckled at the spectacle unfolding before him.

Ears still burning, I glared at George with as much indignation as possible.

"EXCUSE me," I demanded. "And just what do you mean by THAT??"

Grinning, George picked up his plate and sauntered out of the room. His manner was equal parts American arrogance and German practicality; it was thoroughly irritating. I couldn't understand the words that he floated back in our direction, but the inference behind them needed no translation. To my relief, I realized that he was not accusing us of anything, he was only poking fun at us. He didn't know that what he was saying in jest was an actual fact.

Breakfast over with, Leo and I packed up the rental car for a trip up north. I was looking forward to it for several reasons: 1-I had Leo all to myself and we could discuss what had happened in complete privacy. 2-We had the entire day together. 3-I was going to be traveling on the famed Autobahn that I had read so much about in my history books. 4-Leo. 5-Leo. And last but now least 6-Leo.

That last thought struck me with the full force of a Mac truck. Was I becoming obsessed? It certainly seemed that way. 

"No," I thought to myself, "you're simply infatuated with a boy you've known all of your life." But the original thought nagged at me as we pulled out of the driveway.

The warm sun, the smooth motion of the car and Leo's deep voice lulled me into a ligh sleep. When I came back to the living, Leo was gazing at me with an amused look on his face.

"I could just park the car and we could find our own undiscovered gems. We don't have to drive for another hour in order to do that."

Still slightly drowsy, I smiled. 

"Yes, but what on earth would we tell your brother," I asked.

Leo slid his hand behind my head and leaned towards me. The combination of his touch and the incredible smell radiating from him brought me to an immediate state of alertness. Locking my gaze with his, I moved towards him. 

I was lost the moment his lips touched mine. The silky texture of his lips and the rougher feel of his tongue sent shock waves down to my toes. My head was held captive between both of his hands and I closed my eyes as he ravished me. His tongue began a slow tango with mine, moving slowly between my lips and lapping me with an exquisite torture. I tried to trap him between my lips, gently sucking, keeping him within. Almost like a game, he allowed me to do this, but only for so long. Eventually he would slowly pull himself out, sliding free and leaving a void I felt to my core.

Only after we paused to catch our breath did I realize that my underwear was soaked and my tender flesh was aching with...what? need? want? It didn't matter what, as long as it had anything to do with the man sitting only a few inches away from me. Taking a deep breath, I began to sink back into my seat. Leo tightened his fingers, automatically entwining them with my long hair. Feeling resistance, I instinctively reversed course and brought my face closer to his.

"Hang my brother. A little fun now won't do any harm. And so what if it did, what is he going to do? Tell our parents?"

The absurdity of that thought brought a case of the giggles from between my lips. They were quickly silenced with another round of silky kisses and the presences of his hands roaming my upper body. Feeling constrained by the seatbelt, I undid it and was rewarded with Leo's strong hands taking its place.

He was just beginning to dip his hands underneath my t-shirt when the sound of sirens pierced the air. We both froze at the sound and stared at each other. Were we going to be caught by the cops? Did I travel all the way to Germany to be reprimanded by a police officer about making out in an inappropriate location? That would certainly make for interesting conversation with my girl friends back home!

The sound floated towards us, and then hurtled past in a blaze of flashing lights in a race to oblivion. We were not the ones they were after. We both laughed off the sudden rush of panic that had welled up. Leo straightened up and put his hands on the steering wheel. His eyes were now on the road and his whole attitude had changed from hormone-raged boy to totally-in-control man. 

"Shall we continue our journey northward," he inquired with mock politeness. Had I not seen the sly turn of his mouth, I would have felt all of the air leave me. As it was, I knew he was only willing to put off where we stopped because he figured we would finish at some point during the day.

Pulling back onto the road, we slipped back into our roles of long-time friends. Nothing of the interrupted tryst was visible from the surface of our tourist conversation. But still, it simmered.

Several hours later, while walking through the grounds of Lubeck University, George's words came back to me.

"So.....when are we going to see the dorms, Leo?"

A smirk stole over his face, cutting off the sentence he was trying to get out about the history of a certain building.

"We're not."

I started at this. Again, I felt as if I had completely misread the sitation. 

"We're not," I asked, a little weakly.

"No, we're not." End of sentence. Period. No elaboration.

We walked a while in silence as Leo looked over his alma mater and I stared at my shoes. I'm not sure just how long we moved like that before Leo finally let me off the hook.

"You are such a goose. Of course I'm not going to take you to the dorms. I never had a key to one! I always lived off-campus!"

The look of shock and relief must have been etched into my face. Leo took my hands in his and pressed his body against mine. I could feel the telltale bulge in his pants rubbing against my hip.

"Leah, my dear, I have a much better place in mind that some old dormitory. Trust me."

Trust him? Absolutely. 

I spent the rest of the day in a haze of Leo's presence, the history of the town we were wandering through, and the realization that I was not dreaming any of this. However, the haze immediately cleared as we stood on the beach to the North Sea.

As we strolled along the waterfront, hand in hand, I kept gazing at the water. It was dark and choppy from a day of less-than-ideal weather. The wind was whipping around us and the commuter boat heading back to Denmark bobbed up and down like a fishing lure. And then, like Aphrodite rising from the sea foam, out stepped a figure from the depths of the black, swirling water. A naked, late 70ish grandmother strode forth in all of her glory. The sight sent a new round of giggles up my throat, but I had the presence of mind to strangle it. Now was not the time to break down into hysterics. Taking several deep breaths, a snort or two did escape, but I managed to keep from breaking down into a heap of laughter. Leo raised an eyebrow at me, but said nothing. He knew Americans did not swim nude, and although he thought it was absurd, he did see how that sight may have been a bit unusual for me.

"Look at the beach across the water from us."

Doing as he asked, I turned to see the other side of the beach. The iconic covered seats dotted the sand and couples strode as we did while families were packing up from a day in the water with the little ones. It was all very calm and serene. I leaned up against Leo, letting my body melt into his. Leo put his arm around me and spoke into my hair.

"Do you know what you're looking at?"

The tone in his voice gave me a sudden chill. This was no idle chat; this was serious. Leo had spoken the same way a couple of days earlier, as we walked past a series of monuments in the city. It was there that I learned the Allies had tried to wipe Hamburg off of the map with a carpet bombing that created tornadoes of fire. Whatever was coming next wasn't a lover's chat; it was a history lesson.

"No, I don't know. What is it?" I dreaded the answer, but knew it was coming. In some unstated agreement, Leo and I had come to understand his need to explain was as strong as my urge to learn. Europe as a whole was a buffet table for a history teacher in training; Germany was like the appetizers and dessert rolled into one. Leo unfolded whole chapters of history I had never even dreamed about.

"Welcome to the Soviet Union."

"WHAT??" I was able to choke out the word before all of my breath left me. As I struggled to replenish the oxygen in my lungs, Leo explained how this beach was split in half and left the side we were now standing on in the hands of the United Staes, France, and England while the facing beach was under Russian control. Confronting the line with my own eyes brought on a sudden rush of tears and a runny nose. Leo handed me a tissue and waited for the rush of emotion to be replaced with cool analysis. 

It didn't come. Instead, my initial spring of tears turned into a torrent of sobs. Nothing Leo said helped. If anything, his attempts at explaining it away only made things worse. He finally gave up, gathered me in his arms, and let me drench the front of his shirt. We collapsed on the soft sand together when all of my strength seeped out of me along with my tears.

Holding me tightly against his chest, Leo murmured, "How is it that an American girl in the 21st century gives a damn about what happened to the populace of Germany in the 1940s? You take too much to heart...just let it go."

We shifted into better positions and looked at each other. I had finally stopped crying and now had a raging case of the hiccups. Leo laughed as he planted a kiss gently on my forehead. Keeping his hands around my face, he brought his closer.

"Why is it that you care?"

Before I could answer, my lips were engulfed in his. They quickly became slicked and slipped over each other. I opened my mouth and drank him in, reveling in the feel of his tongue gently playing with mine. I grasped at Leo's waist and pulled myself closer to him. We fumbled around for a bit, jockeying for a more comfortable position for both of us, settling on the familiar one from the night before. I lost myself in Leo's brown eyes as his weight gently pushed me into the sand. When he propped himself on his elbows, his hips ground against mine and I could feel his arousal push into my clit. I involuntarily bucked and he smiled at my reponse.

"It's getting dark, you know."

Between the haze and the history lesson, I hadn't realized that it was, indeed, becoming quite dark on the beach. Looking away, I saw camp fires begin to flicker in the distance. Tents were being built and conversations freely floated down the more deserted beach.

"We don't have a tent, but we don't have a fire, either. No one can see us from this far away," Leo growled low into my ear. I felt his hands begin to travel down my sides towards the hem of my shirt.

"Maybe we can finish what we started in the car before we were so rudely interuppted," I murmured back. I arched my back as Leo's fingers found bare skin underneath the fabric.

"I think that's a wonderful idea."

And then I began to feel myself coil under his touch. Just as it had the night before, Leo's skin brought a spontaneous reaction from mine. Within seconds we were both naked in the sand, laying on our clothes the best that we could to keep it from invading parts we wanted to ourselves.

Leo resumed his position above me, letting his erect penis slide down the entrance of my wet lips as he lowered himself onto me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, to hold him close. Pinning my arms above my head, Leo began kissing me, sucking my earlobes, and letting his tongue linger down the sides of my neck. All I could do was moan softly and press against his arousal. The wetness from between my legs allowed me to slowly rub up and down his length with ease. I revelled in the sensation. The more we rocked together, the harder he became, the wetter I found myself, and the shallower our breathing was becoming.

"You are going to be my undoing," Leo whispered to me, letting my hands free of his grasp. I framed his face with tingling fingers and sat up slightly in order to kiss him with a desperation that shocked both of us. 

I clawed me fingers through his hair as he grasped my waist with his hands. He rose up, trailing his throbbing dick along my wet pussy lips and sank back down along the same path. My clit was thrumping to the beat of my heart and I could feel my womb contract at his nearness. Every fiber of my being was screaming for his presence. I wanted him rubbing in me, not just on me. Leo felt the same way. The next time he lifted his hips, the tip of his penis caught on the edge of my opening. Instinctively, he began to push himself into the soft embrace of my wet warmth. I rose up to meet him, at the same time pulling his tongue into my mouth and grasping his scalp with my hands. 

That moment was heaven. Full of promise and unspoken desire. The array of possibilities was heady and we were reacting to it as best we could.

Feeling Leo's warm manhood begin to slide through my lower lips, I gasped in pleasure. The fullness of him at that moment was gratification in and of itself. That slight connection was enough to send me spiraling up towards an ultimate release.

Almost.

My reaction stopped Leo with a look of absolute horror on his face.

"We can't do this!" 

The ragged whisper shot through me as much as the sudden removal of his hot steel from my opening. The reality of the situation came crashing down on me as soon as the cold sea breeze blew over my aroused clit a split second later.

"We can't make love. We talked about this last night."

Yes, I remembered. Hang the conversation, I wanted him and I wanted him now! Wanted him hilt deep inside me, filling me with himself and letting me squeeze him until nothing was left for him to give.

"I know."

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Leo raked his fingers through his short hair.

"God, you felt so good. I was so close to doing it. So close to being in you. Why didn't you stop me?"

The accusation hung like a dead fish over a drying rack. Defiantly, I looked him square in the eye.

"Because we both wanted it, conversation or no. It felt good and it felt right. I am not going to apologize for that. Besides, I don't think you really want me to anyway."

Glancing in the direction of his still-erect member, I continued.

"Are you going to deny, with your one-eyed willie giving me a grand salute that you didn't want to?"

Leo gave a strangled response as he tried in vain to talk and not laugh. It didn't work. Laughter erupted from him and he shook in spasms of humor. It traveled up and down the beach and across the water to the other shore. When he finally calmed down enough to speak in a coherant sentence, Leo spoke again.

"My little goose, how can anyone not love you?"

I found myself once again enveloped in his strong arms. Leo covered me with kisses while he pressed me back against the clothes on the sand.

Traveling between my mouth and my ear, he whispered to me,"let me love you."

Without waiting for a reply, Leo trailed kisses down my neck, onto my chest and belly, towards my mound. I jerked up.

"Wait, what are you doing?

Leo looked up at me, never letting his hands stop while his lips had.

"Loving you like you did to me last night," and began to dip his head down again.

"No."

Halting, Leo again raised his head.

"What?"

"I said no. I don't want you to do that."

Confusion spread over his features.

"And may I ask why not? You certainly seemed to enjoy it last night when you were giving. Why wouldn't you like receiving," Leo sat up. "Unless you really don't like me touching you."

That charge was the most absurd thing that had ever left his mouth.

"No. It's not that. God, no! But, it's just...you know..it's been hot, and well...." I trailed off, hoping he would get the hint. He did, but he was going to make me say it anyway.

"Well...what?"I could hear that smirk creep into his simple question.

"Well...I'll smell bad. I don't want you having to deal with that...oh lord, this is embarassing!"

Leo simply laughed another belly gusher that wandered across the water.

"You are a goose. I don't care. And if that's the only thing stopping you, too bad."

With that, Leo dipped his head once more and his mouth came into contact with my freshly shaved mound. The sensation of his wet, hot mouth on the sensetive skin had me breathless and gasping for more. Moving so that his shoulders were between my knees, Leo positioned himself so that his mouth and fingers could easily find me at the same time. I melted into the sand as Leo simply breathed onto my clit.

And then the maestro began his symphony.

Resting his forehead on my mound, letting his nose press against my aroused button, Leo began stroking my pussy with his fingers. They were quickly slicked with my juices and they slipped between the folds, although not into my tunnel. Leo took a deep breath of my scent and exhaled a gentle stream of warm air onto my skin. I jerked at the sensation. Still exhaling, Leo let his tongue pad against my swollen clit for only a moment. I almost came then.

"Almost. Almost there. Just relax and enjoy."

Leo's words floated up to me and permeated the hormone-infused cloud I was now resting on. I almost didn't feel as two of his long fingers slipped between my lips and smoothly entered me. 

Almost.

Feeling those fingers created a sensation within me that had me craving more. I tried to move against them, to drive them deeper within me, but Leo rode the motion with me and kept them at their original position.

"Not just yet. Only a little longer."

My clit was suddenly and completely engulfed by Leo's mouth. He gently sucked on the nub until it was even harder than before and throbbing painfully. I rocked against his mouth, trying to find relief from the coiling now happening in the center of my womb. The tension continued to build as Leo patiently sucked my clit, gently scraped it through his teeth, and pistoned his fingers in my pussy.

It became too much to bear. I couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Please, Leo! Please let me come!"

My plea brought his head up and one hand to my negelected right breast. Flicking one hard nipple with his fingernail I cried out as the coil in my body completed another turn. But it wasn't enough. I needed more.

"More, Leo. Plese give me more! I need you!"

My clit was assaulted with a hard, determined pull into Leo's mouth and I could feel my body release a new flood of moisture. One hand on my breast, one hand filling my wet pussy and his mouth nursing my clit, I finally felt the coil release and I was sent hurtling through space. I raised my hips to give him a better angle for his mouth and fingers and felt him pinch the already rock-hard nipple. I flooded the sand below us with my juice and Leo used the momentum to fill me with two more fingers. The delicious ache that came from the stretching, paired with the ongoing manipulation of my throbbing clit sent me over the cliff one more time.




German Holiday Ch. 02



I came back down to the sensation of Leo licking my pussy juices off of the outer folds and my thighs. I shuddered once again as the rough texture of him grazed my sensitive button. Sighing, I let my legs to completley limp around him.

A chuckle waifted up to me.

"Enjoy yourself?"

I moaned in reply, incapable of speech at the moment.

Leo planted one last kiss on my clit, raised himself up, and gathered me into his arms. He kissed me on the mouth and I drank in both his essense and my juices. We entwined our legs together and I felt some of my moisture catch on his skin. I fell asleep with my breasts pressed against his chest and his hard erection rubbing my belly.

"But what about you," I managed before I slipped into oblivion.

"Tomorrow. For now...rest." 

Leo's kiss was the last thing I knew before entering the best sleep I had ever had.



German Holiday Ch. 03



For a few days, after getting back from Lubeck, Leo and I wandered around local spots, taking pictures, reading roadside signs, and hanging out with his family. While we acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary when around his parents or brothers, something was simmering just under the surface. 

Walking past the living room door, I squeaked in protest as a hand wrapped around my wrist. Spinning around, I found Leo gazing at me with a smoldering look in his eyes. Quickly, he pulled me into him, crushed my lips in a searing kiss, and released me. Giving my tush a gentle smack, he walked back into the living room and said nothing. Our stolen kisses and caresses got us through two days of family togetherness before our next big adventure.

Leo had planned a three-day tour of Berlin following our trip to the North Sea. Riding the wave of hormone-induced euphoria created at the beach, I was walking on pins and needles while waiting for the chance to be alone. We had crossed the line of strictly plutonic friendship a long time ago, yet we were hesitant to do anything to put our long-standing friendship on shaky ground. 

In front of his mother, Leo made phone reservations for us at a youth hostel in Berlin. He asked for two rooms; one for him in the boys' wing, and one for me in the girls' section. Even though I knew this was only to placate his parents, and give me an alibi once back home, I had been looking forward to having the chance to snuggle together in the same bed. Plus, I was not looking forward to sharing a room with five other girls, who probably didn't speak English as their native tongue and came in packs. Being the odd girl out was not very appealing, to say the very least.

So it was not without a twinge of regret that I loaded my small borrowed rucksack packed with only the barest of necessities into the train that would take us into Hamburg to meet up with the bus transporting us across Germany to Berlin. However, knowing we would have three blissfully private days in the national capitol did give me reason to smile. We had managed to keep our little cat and mouse game going under his parents' roof; we would be free and clear once we got off the bus and started exploring Berlin.

As it turned out, Leo was willing to up the ante right after our bus pulled away from the curb. I watched the cityscape whiz by my upper-deck window, rather than keeping an eye on my traveling companion. Relaxing into my front row seat, I sighed and sank into the cushions. We were surrounded by windows; even the seats directly across the aisle from us were vacant. Our nearest neighbor was two rows behind us. Even now, I don't know if that was purely serendipity or if Leo had shot dirty looks at anyone who even tried to take the seats nearest us.

Gazing out the window at the buildings the bus passed on the way out to the countryside, I was brought back to the present when I registered a warmth on the side of my neck. Leo had leaned over and was nuzzling me. His breath created small eddies on my skin and I felt my nipples harden in response. A split second later, Leo's right hand slipped under my shirt and moved to firmly cup my left breast. My gasp was barely audible above the din behind us.

"I need you to stay as silent as possible. Do you think you can do that?"

I swallowed and nodded my head. A small smile was beginning to curl the ends of my lips.

"What do you plan to do," I managed to whisper.

Moving his hand to the center of my bra, Leo deftly unhooked the snap on the front. My aching breasts feel free of their confinement. His hand resumed its original position.

"I plan to pleasure you all the way to Berlin."

His matter-of-fact tone told me that he was indeed intent on doing just that. Turning my head, our noses collided and I stared into the bottomless depths of his brown eyes.

"You know, as wonderful as that sounds, I can't possibly let you do that."

A quick squeeze to my nipple made me gasp slightly louder than before.

"Hmmmm...now that could be a problem. But tell me, what would make you say such a thing?" Leo's hot breath washed over me, sending chills all the way to my belly. His completely open expression was at odds with his contracting hand that milked my breast with a maddening slowness. It felt so good to have his hand on me; the only thing better would be his mouth.

"Ahhhhh-something seems a little unfair about this," I managed between the shocks created by his pulsing hand. "Oh, that feels good."

Leo smirked.

"But what is so unfair about this? You want me to do it, I want to do it. Sounds pretty equal to me." Leo moved closer and slowly began to kiss my neck while he pinched my nipple again. It hardened so much I thought it would fall off between his fingers.

Whispering was becoming impossible. Between the hum of the engine below us, the conversations behind us, and my voice rendered mute, I had no choice but to speak in a slightly louder stage whisper.

"I seem to remember you were not the one on the receiving end up in Lubeck the other night. If memory serves me correctly, I should be getting YOU all hot and bothered."

I was rewarded with another firm grasp of my breast.

"Naughty little girl. Rules are rules. You have to be as quiet as possible. But because this was the first time, I let it go." Leo began to loosen his grip on my flesh.

"No! No! I'll be quiet! I swear! Don't stop!"

He grinned at me with his glowing teeth and luscious lips.

"That's better. Now, where were we? Oh, right...the 'equal' bit from the other night. Well, we'll just worry about that when we get to Berlin. Trust me, you'll have plent of time to get equal with me."

I laughed at his speech.

"Don't you mean 'get even'" I asked, remembering to whisper, and relieved to find that I could.

He answered only by attacking my mouth with his, effectively silencing me and any future protests. I opened my mouth and allowed him full access to whatever portion he desired. Shifting in my seat, I turned so that I was facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Leo slammed his body into mine and we hit the window behind me with a resounding THUD. Or, rather, my head did.

"Ouch!"

The change was immediate. Gone were the hands that had been caressing my aroused breasts. The lips were torn from my mouth and I felt the pressure of his body leave mine.

Leo sat up and stared at me while I rubbed the back of my head.

"Crimmeny, that hurts!" Pulling my fingers away from my scalp, I inspected the tips for any sign of blood. To my relief, there was none.

A cry from behind us, apprently inquiring about our wellbeing, made its way up the aisle. Leo graciously answered, with some innocent situation, no doubt. I have no concrete idea since the entire conversation was conducted in German and my vocabulary had grown only to include tableware.

"Are you alright?" The anxiety in Leo's voice brought a rueful smile to my face. His face was equal parts confusion, pent-up desire, and fear. The poor guy was one gigantic nerve and couldn't do anything about it. Rather than prolong his misery, I grinned at him.

"Hard head. I can't be cracked that easily; too stubborn. You should know that by now."

Leo laughed out loud. 

"Yes, I've been informed of that on more than one occasion."

Sidling up next to him in the seat, I glanced meaningful at him and murmured into his ear.

"Turn-about's fair play, right? I believe this entitles me to a little fun of my own? After all, you can't possibly expect me to be able to lean against the window after all of that, can you?"

I let my hand wander down his chest and to the zipper of his trousers. Leo responded with a quick in-take of breath and a suddenly erect dick. I could feel it straining against the fabric as my fingers delicately took hold of the zipper tab. Looking Leo straight in the eye, I slowly started to undo the restraint. His eyelids flickered for a second and a slight haze floated through his vision.

"Think this is a dream? A fantasy you're afraid might just go 'poof' if you blink," I gently blew a short breathin the direction of his nose. "No, it's real. Very, very real."

With the zipper completely down, Leo's arousal sprang up into the air. I was suprised to see that there was no underwear fabric covering the head, but pleased. There would be less to move out of the way later.

Wrapping my warm fingers around him, my lips sought his in a hot kiss. Leo's fingers curled in my hair and kept my head close to his. I slowly caressed his hot flesh and circled the head with the pad of my thumb. The dick circled with me and jerked of its own accord. I slid my tongue in between Leo's lips, meeting the resistance of his teeth while my fingers slid their way down the entire 8" shaft and up again. Leo groaned and my tongue slipped between his teeth and into his mouth. I tasted him greedily, but silently. If he wanted silence, that's what he would get; but just not exactly as he had planned. Leo began to rhythmically suck on me, in time to the motions of my hand on his stiff penis. His arousal was bouncing up and down as I slipped my palm up the underside and circled the length again on the way down. His balls were tightening and I could feel the light fur tickle my skin. I kissed him deeply once more before breaking contact.

Without saying a word, I dipped my head and softly kissed the swollen tip waiting for me below. I licked at him, barely touching the skin with more than my breath. The skin-encased steel rod jerked once and I impaled my mouth around it. It felt so good to have Leo's dick in me, whatever hole it may be. 

I felt Leo's hand move to the back of my head; a slight pressure encouraged me to take more into my mouth. I obliged, willingly. My lips parted slightly and the wet insides of my mouth slipped down his rigid length. At one point, my gag reflex kicked in and I had to pause to wait for my brain to override it. Once everything clicked into place, I completely took Leo's throbbing member into my mouth. The head was now being swaddled by my throat muscles and my nose was buried deeply into his crotch. The smell alone brought wetness between my legs. The sensual aroma of Leo's body was a heady aphrodisiac for me. It was enough to spur me on.

Raising up slightly, I pulled my head up and slowly allowed the head to ease back up into my mouth. I had almost let it escape before I quickly sucked the whole monster back inside me. I managed to do it so quickly that I didn't have to stop for the reflex; I simply swallowed Leo whole in one try. 

Leo softly moaned and rubbed the back of my head with his hand. Encouraged, I repeated the steps several times over, until I tasted a change. The presence of Leo's pre-cum was as exhilerating as his smell. I swallowed as much as I could and was rewarded with more. Because Leo's head was in my throat, each swallow massaged him and brought more pleasure to him. I revelled in being able to send jolt after jolt of arousal simply by moving my throat muscles in a very ordinary way.

A slight tremor passed through Leo and I felt his balls pull up into his body even more than before. The dick in my mouth was rock hard, searing to the touch, and spouting pre-cum like a fountain. I knew that even the swallowing was getting to be too much for his sensitive skin. It was time to bring him some much deserved relief.

Allowing the head to come back up my throat, through my mouth and stop at my lips, I began a frantic up and down motion. Impaling myself over and over again in Leo's lap, I sucked as hard as I could. Fingers clenched into my hair and helped me keep a steady rhythm. The slight pain created by this only spurred me on.

Up and down. Up and down. Suck. Swallow. Lick.

I heard Leo softly groan and knew he was getting close. I was able to speed up my pulses by only a fraction, but it was enough. Two more times I bobbed into his crotch, going from the very tip of the head to burying my nose in his pubic fur.

Up. Suck. Swallow. Lick. Down.

Up. Suck. Swallow. Lick. Down.

Leo grabbed my hair as hard as he could and pushed his hips up into me. I felt the penis slide up into me and when the head finally erupted, it was encased in my throat once more. I closed my eyes as the hot, sweet cum made contact with my insides and slid down into me. It shimmered all the way to my belly. Leo shot into me three times before the penis began to wither in exhaustion. I firmly trapped it with my lips and held it sill with my tongue. My reward was another shot of cum that landed in the middle of my tongue. Not ready to let go of my prize just yet, I softly lapped up and down the shaft and gently sucked. A small amount came up with the suction and I let the head slide out from between my lips before I swallowed.

Looking up, I saw Leo sitting up with his head tilted back into the seat. Noticing that I was no longer holding his penis prisoner, he looked down at me and smiled. He eased his hold on my hair and began to caress my scalp. I looked back down at the shrinking member and reached to massage the balls underneath. My fingers rubbed gently and I was delighted to see two pearls of cum form at the tip of the head. I leaned over, and oh so gently, licked them off. Determined to end before he got too sensitive for any touch, I kissed the head once more. I also kissed Leo's sack before sitting back up to face him.

"The next time I do that, I promise to give the other boys more attention."

Leo took my face in his hands and silently gave me the sweetest, deepest, and dirtiest kiss of my entire life.

"Next time. I really like the sound of that."

I gently tucked the now-soft and pliable dick back into Leo's pants and slowly zippered the pants back together. Leo groaned as the pressure of my fingers traveled over his penis but didn't say more.

We sat in silence, our fingers entwined, wondering what awaited us when we finally arrived in Berlin.



German Holiday Ch. 04



By the time our trans-country bus pulled into Berlin, the heat had reached its highest point that day, it was getting close to check in time at the youth hostel we were staying at, and Leo could barely walk a straight line. I almost felt sorry for him as he staggered off of the bus steps onto the concrete sidewalk. I did feel badly that the long hours of sitting had done a number on his circulation, but I was not sorry that two blowjobs had sapped him of any energy reserves he may have had. A giggle escaped me as I remembered how Leo was surprised I could get him so excited so soon after the first one.

"Good lord, what do you think you're doing??"

Smirking, I had caressed the bulge that slowly rose under my finger tips.

"Taking care of an old friend."

With that, I had quietly sucked Leo off to a satisfactory, if not very exciting, orgasm. The fact that we were not the only ones on the top level of a cross-country bus added to the excitement. We may have been adventurous, but neither one of us was really into exhibitionism. We spent the rest of the ride dozing and watching the countryside glide by.

After claiming our luggage and procuring city pass books, Leo pulled out his ever-present map. I swear he had one for every hamlet and town in the entire country.

"So...now what should we do," I inquired, glancing around at signs I couldn't read.

Studying the map, he replied, "Head for the hostel. It's getting close to check in time and we don't want to lose our rooms."

Rooms. Yes, plural. We would be staying in separate wings with our respective genders. Neither one of us was particularly ecstatic about the arrangement, but it was better than answering the parents' and siblings' probing questions. Leo had the advantage of being able to converse with his bunkmates while I would lapse into silence after bumbling around enough to introduce myself. As it turns out, that would have been much preferred to my first actual night there.

I clung to Leo as we navigated the streets of the German capitol. Not being able to understand the language put me into a state of mild paranoia. What if I got lost? Where would I go to get help if he suddenly collapsed with appendicitis? Where was the American embassy if the hostel got bombed? Even I knew this last one was absurd, but it was plausible enough to a post-9/11 American who was off US soil for the first time ever. Leo allowed me to dig my finger nails into his palm the entire time we walked. He seemed to take a lot of pleasure in being my knight in shining armor. He was protecting me from all sorts of catastrophes, real and imagined. Just the mention of "Fahrenheit" sent shivers down my spine.

We arrived at the Ernst Reuter Hostel just before nightfall. A fine mist was starting to fall and we were both chilled through. Shivering, we hustled into the hostel and checked in. After unpacking my things into the assigned locker in the girls' wing I made a beeline for the showers. They were located in the basement and I found them to be a bit on the dank side and far too similar to my university dorm showers to feel properly clean. At least I had thawed out. Standing in front of the mirror, I made sure my long curly hair was contained enough so that I wouldn't be eating it in my sleep. An older woman stood next to me applying lotion to her face. Catching her eye in the reflection, I smiled a greeting. Her reaction of utter disgust caught me off guard. Turning on her heel, she left the room muttering under her breath. Feeling a bit taken aback, I finished trapping the strands into a bun and went back upstairs. 

Guess who I found standing in my communal room when I got back to my locker? Yep, my cheerful companion from the bathroom. It took a second flat for me to stuff everything in the locker, latch it and high tail it back to the common area in the foyer.

"Do NOT make me stay in that room tonight," I hissed at Leo when I found him.

He jerked away from me like I had stung him.

"Why not?" He was completely bewildered.

"Some nut job is sharing the room with me and I swear she's trying to curse me in some ancient Gypsy language. No," I said, back pedaling, "that would be unfair to Gypsies everywhere. She's completely deranged. Please find me another room!"

Of course, there was no other bed to be had in the whole place. I had to stay put, although I was assured the hostel would empty out the next day and I could move then. Fabulous. I get to share a room with Hilda the Horrible because there is no other room in the inn.

There were six bunk beds in my room and all six of us were up all night long. Hilda the Horrible kept rattling on. It was like she was lecturing the other girls in my inferiority. The other four girls huddled together and shot me sympathetic looks whenever the ranting witch turned her gaze back on me. I did catch the word for half-breed more than a few times, so I finally figured she was some political extremist who thought I was some dirty mutt. With that thought firmly in my head, I told her in no uncertain terms to go stuff herself and got into bed with my back to her. While I didn't sleep more than a few hours because she kept going on and on, my anger outweighed my fear and I was able to catch a few winks.

"I want to sleep with you tonight."

Leo gagged and spit out the mouthful of quark he had just spooned in.

"Excuse me," he coughed out.

"Hilda the Horrible kept all of us up last night while she went on some political tirade and made me her scapegoat. I will NOT spend another night in her presence." I lifted my chin and glared in the direction of the girls' wing.

Leo smirked faintly.

"How on earth do you know it was political? You can barely say good morning."

"Guten morgen, smarty pants. Anyway, she kept looking at me and calling me a half-breed. Any history teacher worth their mettle knows THAT word."

Leo's smirk faded and a cold stare stole over his handsome features.

"She called you that?"

"Yep. And while I don't necessarily find the word itself insulting, I do resent the implication behind it."

"You aren't insulted by the term? How is that?" Leo was genuinely confused.

"If I wasn't a half-breed, and let's face it, that's exactly what I am, I wouldn't be me. So, I get the best of two or three cultures, combine them all, and turn it into something outstanding...Me!" I made a grand gesture to emphasis my point. Leo smiled at my dramatic pose, in spite of himself. Lowering my arms, I continued.

"It's the dirty, corrupted, contaminated aspect of the word that I don't like. Do I look contaminated to you?"

Leo's gaze met mine.

"Contaminated? Hardly. Corrupted? Perhaps a bit and getting more so every time we touch," he hurried as I began to glare at him. My scowl turned into a smile and we both snickered at my "corruption."

The fine mist of the night before turned into a raging deluge that morning. Leo and I spent the day in the hostel foyer snuggling on the couch, chatting with other visitors staying in out of the elements, and reading the newspapers. Being in the capitol afforded me the luxury of having English-language papers. We ventured out to forage for food, since the hostel only provided breakfast and vending machine snacks.

We were soaked through two seconds after leaving the building. Our teeth were chattering after five minutes in the cold rain, and we finally ducked into a building after ten. The sign outside said it was a free art gallery, but no one else was around. Leo called out several times, but there was no answer. It was almost eerie strolling around the art but never seeing another soul. 

"Um...I have to find the bathroom. Cold elements plus warm building equals a need for the toilet," I whispered. I was still convinced someone was going to walk in from their lunch break at any moment.

Looking around, he found the unintelligible signs pointing the way. We held hands down the hallway until we found our respective spots.

Coming back out of the ladies' room, I found Leo standing outside a door labeled "Erotika". I was fairly sure this was a word that didn't need translation. The feigned interest in the door paneling convinced me that Leo wanted to step through as much as I did. Without saying a word, I turned the knob and led the way inside.

The lights were dim, the windows darkened, and an electricity ran up and down my spine. Just a brief glance at the paintings, sculptures and other exhibits made my jaw drop.

"Close your mouth, you're drooling," Leo murmured in my ear. His breath tickled my still-cold flesh. I shivered with delight. Strong arms encased me and Leo's body pressed up against mine. We swayed for a moment, enjoying our solitude.

Continuing our walk around the room, we came upon a sculpture of a man with very large genitalia. His erection was completely out of proportion to the point of being comical. The sign named the creation "Ecstasy."

"Not for any woman in the human race. Look at that monster! He'd split any mere mortal into about a million pieces!" 

I felt Leo's own member stir between us. His hold on me tightened and I rubbed myself against him. Our breathing caught and became ragged. The more my body slid against the front of his, Leo's erection became more pronounced.

"Oh, so you wouldn't want him coming after you in some wine-induced romp in the woods," he asked, his voice husky.

"Absolutely not! I want to be enjoyed and loved, not devoured and abused. That...thing...couldn't get within a mile of me if I had any choice," I declared. Leo's hands left my waist and traveled upwards to envelope my sensitive breasts. A light tweak of the nipples made me shriek.

"So what would you allow within a mile of you, if you had a choice, of course," was breathed into my ear. Again, the touch of his warm breath sent shivers through me.

"Mmmmm, I do think I've seen one that would be enough to send me into oblivion without torturing me first."

"Oh? And what man has that distinguished honor?"

"Hey! What do you mean by that??"

My protests were summarily silenced by Leo's tongue finding its way into my mouth in a deep and passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into him. I suddenly needed to be as close to him as possible. The kiss deepened further and I felt moisture slip from between my legs. I groaned as the head of Leo's penis rubbed against me through our jeans.

"Can we find a more comfortable place to do this? My legs are not going to support me much longer," I croaked.

Looking around the room, our eyes spotted it at the exact same time. An exhibit labeled "Into Eternity" featured a four-poster bed done completely in white. The bed sheets were turned down, the pillows fluffed, and real white rose petals were strewn on the floor around it. Glancing at each other for a split second, we crossed the distance in three paces, taking off our jackets, gloves and hats as we moved.

Collapsing onto the bed, we tangled together and began ravishing each other again. Leo wasted no time in unbuttoning my jeans while I clung to him, kissing his neck and exposed chest. Our body heat rose off of us in sheets of steam as we tumbled about, trying to find an acceptable position. I felt a jolt go through me as Leo's cold finger tips slid under my panties and touched the outer lips of my dripping pussy.

"Oh my God!"

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Not on your life! Keep going!"

With that, Leo began massaging my skin, allowing his palm to lightly skim my clit as his fingers meandered around my nether regions. It didn't take long for me to feel the beginnings of an orgasm start to curl within me. The more Leo stroked me, the more I moaned, stretched, clenched my fingers in his hair, and bucked against him.

Pushing my pants down and away from me, Leo began a more steady rhythm, sliding his fingers into my hot, wet folds, along my lips, and over my throbbing clit. I was so close that my knees began shaking.

"Don't stop! Please don't stop," I sobbed into his chest. "I'm almost there..." and broke off as another turn of the wheel brought me closer to a climax.

Stepping up the pace, Leo began pumping his fingers into me harder. The juices flowing out of me created squishing noises that only gave him more to spur him on. I could actually smell myself as his fingers pulled out, only to be plunged back in as far as my body would allow.

One last powerful push sent me over the edge and I felt my pussy clench around his fingers. Trapped, they could only allow themselves to be milked until the spasms ended. It was during this time that I dimly heard voices. Too far gone to do anything other than convulse and send a stream of love juice flooding over the white sheets, I simply reveled in the surge. 

As soon as my cunt was relaxed enough, Leo pulled his fingers out and gathered me in his arms. Rolling off the bed, he half-carried, half-dragged me to an alcove in the room. It was used as storage and was deep enough that we could stand in the shadows and not be seen from most points in the room.

I pulled my pants up as the door opened and we heard footsteps enter the room. It took about five seconds between the chatter dying down and the hooting to begin. Another group of visitors had found the gallery and stumbled through the door labeled "Erotika". I could only imagine what was being said, and it was too close by for Leo to translate. He was getting a kick out of his because I saw him shaking with the strain of not laughing. The group spent several minutes chatting and taking pictures. A couple must have actually gotten onto the bed because we heard the bed springs creak more than once. I almost lost it at that point, but somehow, managed to keep it together. It felt like forever before they left and we could make our escape back out into the drizzle.

We walked for a while in silence. Then the rain picked up again and we headed for the sanctuary of another building. This one was an all-purpose corner drug store. While perusing the merchandise, Leo excused himself. Assuming he was using the facilities, I wandered back to the restrooms myself. He was waiting for me by the door when I got out. Offering me his arm, we stepped out together into the once-again light drizzle of the day.

"I think we should find a light lunch, grab some food to take back to the hostel and call it a day," he said, looking ahead.

I smirked. Yes, that was a good idea. I was completely on board until I saw the line for the restaurant Leo wanted to get the food from.

"This is going to take forever," I grumbled. "Really, I can go without food for a while. I'm not going to waste away into nothingness."

A wicked grin crossed Leo's face.

"Don't be too sure of that." That was all he said.

I pondered that thought the entire time we stood in line for food. I mulled it over while I ate my half of the pizza. I even chewed on the idea while we waited for our take away boxes that would serve as our supper that night. 

The anticipation was building.

True to form, it began to rain in earnest as we headed back to the hostel. I laughed out loud as we passed by the art gallery and grabbed Leo's hand tightly. We ran most of the way back and entered the building drenched, out of breath, and aroused as hell. I headed back to my room for a quick shower. I needed to thaw out, but I also wanted to be as fresh and clean for Leo as possible. Cheerfully, I packed up my locker. Even the dirty looks from Hilda couldn't dampen my spirits. As I left the room for the last time, I turned and blew her a kiss from the doorway. I'm pretty sure she flinched like I had physically struck her. Nothing was going to ruin this for me. Not even her.

Leo met me in the foyer, holding his own bag, jingling the keys to our new room. The desk worker gave us a knowing smile and went back to reading his magazine. We walked down the hallway, hand in hand, and made it to the door. Sliding the key in the lock, Leo turned the knob and revealed our new sanctuary.

Bunk beds.

Really?? Bunk beds??

What was worse, there wasn't room to take down the upper bunk and make a double bed out of the two singles. Leo walked into the room, set his bag down and turned towards me.

"What do you think?"

"Um..." I glanced at the beds. "They're bunk beds."

"Well, yeah. But how much room do you need?"

True. Not much. But I was looking forward to a little more romping than what those beds would allow. Then again, I now had an excuse to hang on and never let go.

I stepped through into the room and quietly closed the door.

"We might want to close the curtains."

The windows looked right into the foyer. Anyone looking out the east windows would see everything we did, or didn't do.

Leo not only closed them, he used three pins to keep them secured. His shaking hands gave away his pent up frustrations from the afternoon.

"I really don't know how...." I managed to get out before Leo's mouth had closed on mine.

Riding a wave of hormones from earlier that day, our movements were frantic, jerky, and far from loving caresses. A week of stolen kisses, two almost-situations, and a lot of pent up desire was about to let loose in a Berlin hostel. 

Leo's tongue plunged into my mouth, claiming me as his. His hands welded themselves to the sides of my face, keeping his plunder close, and his groin ground against mine. 

I met him stroke for stroke. My tongue danced a tango with his while my hands kept a tight grip on his hips, keeping his body in constant contact with mine. My breasts smashed into his chest and my nipples bore into his shirt through the thin materials between us.

We stayed like this for an eternity. The knowledge that we were safe and secure in our own nest afforded us no slowing down. We frantically tried to make up for lost time and abandoned chances. I couldn't help it when a few desperate chirps left me and Leo pressed himself up against me even harder. My pussy tingled in anticipation.

Somehow, I let go of his hips and began undoing all the buttons that kept his body from my view. Not breaking off the kisses, Leo started pulling my t-shirt up my body and up to my chin. Only then did our lips momentarily part. Once the material had cleared my face, we were magnetically drawn to each other again. Piece by piece, we undressed each other until we were only wearing socks and underwear. My hands were busy roaming the tight expanse of his chest while Leo's fingers deftly unhooked my bra. With my breasts now free, he trapped them in his warm palms and began to gently squeeze. The milking sensation sent jolts of desire through me. I felt that familiar wetness sneak between my legs again and I ground into his leg before I was aware of doing it. The movement brushed my hip against his arousal and I was pleased to feel a large bump bang into my torso. My fingers tugged gently on the waistband of his boxer briefs and his erect manhood was finally exposed in all of its glory.

Breaking off our kiss, I looked down and looked at my prize. A slight sheen of precum was glistening on the tip and the whole rod bounced with every one of Leo's heart beats. I sent the briefs floating to the floor and enclosed the throbbing piece of steel in my hand.

"Not fair," Leo breathed at me. "I can't touch you when we're standing like this."

I really didn't care that he wasn't touching me. I was having too much fun touching him. But I stepped back just enough for Leo to send my panties to the ground and I removed my feet through the leg holes. I was now completely naked from the ankles up; only my socks remained. Leo's gaze ran up and down my body two times. His hands followed the same route and by the time his fingers came to rest in my hair, I was shaking like a leaf.

"Cold?"

Actually, I was. The room was a lot cooler than the common room and I was without a stitch of clothing. I pressed up against him, my hand once again clasping my ultimate prize.




German Holiday Ch. 04



"Yes. Why don't you help warm me up," I purred at him. A gentle tug sent a jolt through him.

Leo muttered something in that guttural language of his, and swept me off of my feet. In two steps, we covered the rest of the distance to the bed and I was gently lowered onto the sheets. The cold made me convulse slightly and Leo was immediately on top of me, sharing his body warmth.

"I'll warm you up, and then I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before." Leo's look was now smoldering.

A thought suddenly occurred to me. Why hadn't I thought it before?

"Wait a minute. Seriously. Wait."

Leo leaned back as much as the top bunk would allow him to. He cocked his head and waited.

"We said we couldn't make love. Now that we're so hot and bothered by every little move, I'm thinking that is going out the window. Am I right?"

Leo slowly nodded.

"And if we really don't want to be dealing with a custody issue nine months from now, we need to stop this for just a second."

Again, a slow nod.

I took a deep breath.

"I can do my part to make that happen. I'm on the pill, but only a low dose. It's for health issues, not contraception. Can you get a condom?"

One more slow nod.

"So...go get it!"

Leo slid out of bed with a smile on his face. Sauntering over to his bag, he pulled out a black box with a stallion on the front. Ripping it open, he pulled out a small foil square and waved it under my nose.

"Will this do?"

Yes, it was a condom. If the letters made no sense, the pictorial directions left no question as to the contents.

"Acceptable."

"Now, where were we?" Leo began nibbling my ear as we stretched out on the bed once more. Our bodies melted into each other instantly. I was beginning to wonder where I ended and Leo began.

I wound my fingers into his thick black hair as his kisses moved from my ear to my neck and down to my chest. My breasts were screaming for attention and Leo willingly obliged. Taking one in his mouth, he began a strong pull on the nipple. The other breast was not neglected as his hand encompassed it completely and restarted the milking movements from earlier. His mouth was so hot, his hand warm, and his tongue rolled over me like the waves on a beach.

I couldn't help but groan and arch against him, willing him to take more of me into himself. I wanted to disappear into him completely.

Leo broke off the suction only long enough to pay tribute to the other side. My wet and swollen breast was covered by a warm touch and my nipple was slowly rolled between his fingers. I cried out in pleasure. I opened my legs and Leo settled between them. I almost came as the very tip of his head slid over my sensitive clit. Instead, a flood of wetness washed over my skin and soaked us both.

"Mmmmmmm...That feels so good..." I managed.

Leo took one last strong pull on the new nipple and then raised his head. His brown eyes were black with desire. The dim light through the curtains highlighted the tautness of his features as he tried to keep himself under control.

"I'm going to touch you just until you think you can't take it anymore. And then we'll see where we go from there."

With that, he rolled off of me onto his side and began a manual assault on my body. He alternated between deep kisses and long gazes while his fingers traveled down to my dark, wet depths. I clung to him when he kissed me and let my hands wander up and down his chest when he broke off. My eyes were captivated by his responses to me. When I shivered with desire and longing, he smiled and let his eyes roam over me. When I tensed as I climbed toward a climax he wouldn't let me have, his features hardened into a laser-sharp relief. I tried to keep a grasp on his hardening manhood. I could feel the blood coursing through his veins. The steel rod bounced in its own rhythm and I could feel a delicious silkiness slip through my finger tips. Every now and then I would gently squeeze and Leo's eye fluttered shut as his own release began to build.

I leaned over and kissed him, swirling my tongue over his. My hand stroked him and I kept his face close to mine with the other hand. Leo's fingers played between my legs, dipping into the wetness, stroking over my swollen bud, and then dipping back again. He was soaked with my juice and each thrust brought his fingers deeper into me. Once, his fingers brushed against my g-spot and I gasped, mid-kiss. Leo smiled and did it once more; I reacted by trapping his fingers deep within my pussy and his arm in between my knees. I could feel my walls contracting in an effort to keep him within me for as long as possible. I whimpered before I could stop myself.

"I think it's time."

I melted a little more into the sheets. Yes, it was finally time. I wanted him in me as deep as he could get and hold him there until the world stopped spinning.

Rolling over once again, Leo gently placed himself on top of me. His weight pushed me into the sheets and settled my body for the moments to come. I felt like I was standing on the edge of something indescribable.

Leo kissed me and pulled back.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Because if you don't, we can just go to sleep and forget this ever happened." A bit of concern, or was it fear, crept into his face. I reached up to smooth away the wrinkled features.

"I'm sure. We've known each other forever, we have grown to love each other, and we both want this. How can it be wrong?"

Satisfied with my reply, Leo kissed my forehead, my cheeks and my lips.

I opened my legs further to allow him more room to maneuver. His erection immediately bumped up against my pussy lips. The tip nestled itself between the outer lips.

"Hmmmm...That's going to be a problem. Where is the foil," Leo murmured into my hair. Sighing, he heaved up and searched for the condom. He found it and tore the package open.

"No, allow me," I said, taking the rubber out of his hands.

Settling on his heels, Leo sat back, causing his cock to rise to attention before me. I couldn't help myself; I leaned down and kissed it. Then I licked the entire length, from base to tip, sucking off the precum and smacking my lips at the taste. I nibbled at his balls, gently, feeling how full they were and taking care not to cause any pain, only pleasure. When I went back to kiss the hard staff once more, Leo gently pushed my lips down onto it. I willingly let the whole rod slide between my lips and into my mouth. The tip worked its way to my throat and I began a smooth sucking motion that massaged every bit of him. The tip pushed farther down my throat and I could feel the veins pulsing against my tongue. The stopping point came when I heard Leo's labored breath. If he was going to cum, I was determined to have him buried in my cunt, not my mouth. I slowly slid him out of my mouth and proceeded to dry him off with the sheet. Holding the staff still with my left hand, I lovingly moved my right hand down the length, encasing it in the condom as I went. A couple of firm squeezes confirmed a seal and Leo's readiness.

I leaned back against the pillows, spread my legs and felt Leo slide up my body until his face was hovering over mine.

We kissed slow, deep, sensuous kisses. His fingers traced the outline of my face. His throbbing penis again settled outside my pussy. The slight pressure sent another warm flood from my body. I ran my hands up and down his back, raking my fingernails gently against his skin. When I reached his hips, I tried to pull him closer to me. I pressed my hips up against his body in anticipation of his entrance.

Finally, finally, he moved to ready himself.

"Tell me if it hurts, and I'll stop. We'll find another way, I promise," he whispered, positioning the hard steel against my wet opening.

"Please," I begged. "Please come in. Be in me. I want you!"

Grasping my hips and raising his upper body off of me, Leo started to lean forward. The motion sent his hardened penis between the outer folds of my body and into the beginning of my wanting. The sensation of him sliding into me made me catch my breath. The sound halted Leo's progress.

"Don't stop! Keep going!" I whispered.

He slowly slid deeper in, until he hit a barrier. Leo stopped and looked at me. I gave a short nod. That was all he needed. 

In a swift buck of his hips, Leo sent the tip of his rod through my last remaining barrier and severed it forever. He didn't stop until he was completely buried inside of me.

For a while, the pain was immense. The tearing made me cringe and I almost told him to stop. But I couldn't. I knew it would get better later on, and I wanted him too much to quit.

"Are you alright," Leo asked, full of concern.

"It hurts. Make it stop hurting," I said. And the pain was coming back. An instant hurt, a time of numb, and more pain. We had to do something.

"It won't hurt forever. I promise it will get better" Leo said as he began a slow grind of his hips up into me.

I could feel his full balls slapping gently against my buttocks with each thrust. The pain was still there, but was slowly being replaced by a sense of fullness. My body was accepting and yielding to his.

Carefully, Leo slid out, until only the tip was still inside me. Then he slid back in, a little faster. He repeated this several times, always coming back in a little quicker than he left. The pain as finally beginning to ebb away and I was starting to react to his loving.

"Oh....this feels so nice," I managed.

"Do you want me to go faster," he asked.

"Yes!"

And then it began. Allowing his erection to leave me almost completely, Leo repeated his insertions. Each time was faster than the last, until he was slamming back into me with each thrust. I was writhing under him, raising my hips to meet his.

The smoothness of his penis sliding through my slick tunnel was driving me crazy. My juices began to flow once more and I felt the urge to crush him to me as hard as possible. I reached for him, but he backed away.

"No, not just yet," he said. In response to my hurt expression, he continued. "You can hold me when it's my turn."

Satisfied, I relaxed and let him continue to bang into me. He slid in and out of me with such a fierce rhythm that I thought he might cum before I did, but that didn't happen.

I felt the twisting and curling sensation begin in my womb. With Leo up against my cervix, my womb was responding with its own sets of contractions. Each stroke of his magic wand touched me in a new place, sending me closer to a release. I ground against him so that while he was driving through me, my sensitive little button got pushed with each thrust. When my time came, I was covered in a fine sweat and my tunnel was milking his hot, throbbing penis.

Two more deep penetrations and I was sent over the edge. I cried out, reaching for Leo as my walls converged around the probe. My hips bucked of their own accord and one more gush left me drained. Leo rode it out with me, each clench of my body sending him closer to his own climax.

As I finally came down from the orgasm, I sensed a change in Leo. While he was still slightly raised above me, his body was tenser than before and his face was a mask. I reached out to stroke him, but he jerked back.

"Are you okay," he asked through clenched teeth.

"Yes, I am."

"Could you take some more?"

"Absolutely!"

"I will be as careful as I can be, but I don't know if I can be gentle."

I nodded in acknowledgement as much as in consent.

That was all it took before Leo let loose in a flurry of motion. He was frantically pumping his iron rod into my wet, tight pussy. The sliding sensation, at a new pace, thrilled me. My hips moved in time with his, meeting as his erection slammed along my walls and his balls slapped at me with a satisfying "smack." Leo's eyes closed in concentration and he readied himself for the explosion. His movements became less fluid, more jerky, and frantic. I could actually feel him gaining more length as he jammed himself into me over and over again. At the very end he stopped pumping and simply ground into me. My clit was rubbed raw by his pubic hair and I felt myself clenching like I did right before I came earlier. I tried to hold off until Leo came; it was only right. But it was delicious torture trying to stave off oblivion.

Leo jerked once more and then suddenly went stiff. His eyes widened as in surprise and I felt him finally reach the stars. Inside me, buried deeply, his cock twitched and pumped; his seed spilled out of his body and mine enclosed him in a hot grip that stroked every last drop out. Before he was done, Leo's body began to go slack. I folded him into my arms and held him while the last of his seed spilled into me. As he settled against me, the motion rubbed my clit again and I was sent spinning off into the heavens once more. We both grunted as the clenching muscles gave us one more thunderbolt of pleasure.

We lay like that long after our fireworks ended. I was unwilling to let him slide out, and tried to keep my muscles clenched to keep him in for as long as possible. Leo stayed still, lying on top of me, keeping me warm with his body heat. Eventually, his member receded in exhaustion and he fell out with a wet "pop." We were both completely spent, but we held each other before we went to sleep, whispering.

Kissing him, I caressed Leo's face, neck and chest. He wound his arms around me and pressed my breasts against him.

"I hope you never regret doing this," he murmured as I nibbled an earlobe.

"Never. I promise," I stated. Regret seemed impossible, basking in the afterglow.

"Then we need to rest. I want to do more things that you'll never regret," he breathed into my ear.

"Sounds wonderful," I said, turning over and settling myself against his body. 

Leo's arms wrapped around me, cocooning me. One arm around my waist, one under my head. A hand protectively wrapped around a breast.

"Yes, wonderful."

And then we wandered into eternity.