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Lovers

By: Amadeus



..."You realize Finch, don't you, that simply looking at you makes me horny," Debbie smiled. His perfect teeth flashed white in a grin. 

"Lord, you must be tipsy."

Sweeping past him, she threw a cheerful glance over her shoulder. "You know I barely drink." He followed her swaying form and alluring fragrance to their cabin.

Finch inserted the key into their room lock and open the door for her, and felt her caress his buttocks as she passed him. He couldn't help noticing her saucy wink.

"Do this often, lady?" he asked.

"What?" she asked playfully. "Invite a handsome man into my room?" she teasingly declared and struck a theatric pose, toe pointed and hip angled toward him. Finch noticed the alluring way her skirt tented from her firm thighs across a valley and onto the prominent mound and her tummy above. It was one of the sexiest sights in his memory.

His gaze traveled slowly up her body, reluctantly leaving the promise of moist lover's warmth at the apex of her body and returning to her face, they were both smiling. He loved the thought of how her bright red lipstick would feel against hi s lips, how it would taste in the beginning of their kiss, and disappear as their mouths first flirted, then made more passionate love to each other. The taste of her tongue familiar and always fresh and alive, made his mouth water with desire.

"Oops," 

She quickly placed her fingertips over her mouth and playfully batted her eyelashes. "I'm hardly filling the role of a courtesan with competence, am I? I'm here to please and be agreeable and never utter a discouraging word."

"Hmmmmmn, pleasant thought. Not exactly type-casting, is it?" he murmured, placing the key on the nightstand. Finch thought Debbie could never have been a courtesan, she was wonderfully open, outspoken, and even, on occasion, too prickly and outspoken. And his understanding was courtesans were nothing if not accommodating in all ways. "Stay, stay, stay as you are, funny valentine. Besides I love the way you talk when you make love to me."

Laughingly Debbie asked, "Do you suppose courtesans were really like that?"

"Don't know, don't care. COOKIE MONSTER WANT YOU!" His eyes moved happily from her lips (in constant motion, looking delicious, secretly reminding him of the coral lips he loved to kiss and taste when at last she opened herself to him). What would she say if she knew that little secret, he wondered. How could she possible make it more lovely? Her eyes were dancing, dark brown pools holding him, seeming to swallow him, and invite him, entice him, charm him.

"I'm so incredibly happy," she proclaimed, I could scream."

"Please don't," Finch laughed.

She turned toward him and grinned, "And if I do? What? Hmmmmmm?"

"I'd have to find a way to silence you."

Her brows arched. "Really?"

They stood a few feet apart in their cabin, their passionate expectations palpable between them.

She opened her mouth.

"Ah-ah!" he cautioned with a smile and his own brows arching.

Her smile was heated and tantalizing and so provocative, he wonder for a moment how alluring she had become to him. "Has she read my mind?" he wondered. She is making her mouth even more alluring, --- or was it his own passionate thoughts of her pussy, making him even more sensitive to the sights and sounds of his lovely Debbie?

He moved the few feet separating them and captured her jubilant cry into his mouth that covered hers. His mouth engulfed hers, and his hands easily cupped her bottom, pulling her hard against his growing erection. A tiny frisson shimmered down her spine, a delicious sensation, completely alive. It was like the tremulous flutter she sometimes felt just at the moment his tongue first opened her pussy lips and found her clitoris waiting.

And wild.

She reveled in the heated pleasure provoked by the silken warmth of his mouth and exploring tongue, by the hard length of his body pressed firmly against hers. His kiss deepened, the taste and scent of him filling her mouth and nostrils, the exquisite feel of him so familiar, each breath more tempting as if his kisses served as appetizers and soon she would be served his main course ....In her urgency and desire, she slid her arms around his neck, lifted her face to better accommodate his mouth, melted against his taller, muscled frame and began kissing him back.

"You are always the perfect end of each day," she murmured, pulling away for a moment, gazing up at him with adoration. "I love the way you kiss me. I'm hot all the way down t my toes. Do your toes tingle?"

He gently brushed his fingertip over her swollen lips. "We are, and I want to and strangely enough, my toes really are tingling." She felt him pause, their mouths poised for each other. He held back, eyes melting into hers. They stood, breathing each other's breath for moments, perhaps minutes. 

"Mmmmmm" was all he said. Then he moved against her so that the warm, firm form of his erection pressed large against her tummy. To Finch, it felt wonderful, his cock was vertical now, the satin like slipping of her skirt over her body under his pressure teased him, the passion flooding his mind, taking over his body, which now felt like a huge bundle of nerve endings longing to touch more and more of Debbie's sylph-like body. 

"Oh good. That's sooooo good." She smiled at him. She moved her hips in an answering undulation. "Don't make me wait," she whispered, the grand length of him sending a shiver up her spine.

Taking her hand, he lead her to the bed.

"I love you," she told him, squeezing his hand.

"And I, you," he answered, pressing their clasped hands so that his was against the cradling valley between her hip and her mons pubis, and hers against the length of his penis. "Now, ......, darling, ............" his kisses piqued the sensitive area before her ear, "no more thinking tonight, ........... only ............. feeling." The words were spaced out, poignant, pointed, darting, making her skin even more sensitive.

"No thinking? ......... I can .............. handle that." Her eyes closed in anticipation, a smile on her lips, her neck snuggling against his lips.

"It's absolutely not allowed. That's an order."

She wrinkled her nose. "I hate orders."

"Then consider it a suggestion," he quickly improvised.

"No, no, that's alright," she murmured, "it just means you will have to be .......... ...... VERY, VERY good."

Debbie laughed. "It won't be enough that you are just so very sexy but soooo incredibly sweet and charming besides. And you must make my insides melt with your (kiss) kissing (kiss), licking (kiss), sucking (kiss), tasting (kiss), fucking, (kiss) and mmmmmmmmmm let me see, what else?" Her lips punctuated her words with small pecking kisses on his ear.

They settled on the bed. She ran her finger across the broad width of his hand as he sat beside her. Bending low, he gently kissed her. Kicking off her shoes, she watched Finch slide his jacket from his shoulders and toss it onto a nearby chair.

He enjoyed watching her slip a garter down her leg, as he unbuttoned his shirt, to be followed by the second garter and the view of inner thigh. Reaching out, he slowly slid his palm over the warmth of her thigh, coming to rest on the silken panties covering her mons.

"I love your underwear." 

As he eased his finger beneath the elastic and stroked her silky pubic curls, he murmured, his index finger slipping down her dewy cleft and parting her thighs slightly.

Debbie's breath caught in her throat, and when she didn't answer, he lifted his gaze.

"Please," she moaned, her voice hushed and tense.

Gently sliding his finger in a lingering path from her turgid clitoris down one side of her sleek, plump labia and up the other side. Easing a single finger inside her only as far as the first knuckle, he circled the pulsing, wet tissue.

She moaned and lifted her hips to draw him in.

Easing her down on the bed, he held her in place with a palm and slipped a second finger into her vagina, farther this time, midpoint in depth, two knuckles deep.

"Can you feel that? Feel good, darling? Hmmmm?"

Se was hot and wet and beginning to pant, and the suffocated small sound she uttered brought his head up. The scent of her arousal reached her and it clung between them like a warm bond.

"Again?"

"You heard!" Her heavy-lidded gaze held threatened him to hurry.

"Was that an order?" His voice filled with humor.

"It was."

"I may not want to."

Debbie swiftly reached out and ran her palm up his erection, her fingers closing at the last, squeezing him firmly.

His eyes shut against the surge of lust, and a suppressed groan rumbled deep in his throat.

"Changed your mind?" she murmured, rising to a sitting position, easing away from his loving hand. Lifting her hips, she shimmied out of her skirt and panties letting them fall to the floor. Pulling her sweater off over her head, she chuckled, "you really know how to make me crazy. And I'm crazy in love with you."

Unhooking her bra and tossing it on the floor to join her other clothing. She purred, leaning on her elbow, her fingers unzipping Finch's trousers and released his belt.

" Now, maybe there is something I can do for you lover?"

He chuckled and removed his trousers.

"Oh my," she gasped as she watched Finch draw out his erection, the heavily veined penis with its gleaming head. The pulsing between her legs responded to the glorious sight, to the tantalizing erection as he stepped our of his underwear to stand in front of her. His cock stood out proudly toward her, hard and straight with his excitement.

Suddenly Debbie clamped her thighs together hoping to stop her oncoming orgasm, trying to slow its approach, to let it build even more. She was literally trembling for him. As he joined her in the bed, his hand on her hip, she gasped as her first orgasm shuddered through her.

"Oh dear," she groaned. "Oh darling, just the sight of your erection makes me cum." She clung to him.

He gazed at her and his smile warmed her with love and good humor.

"What a lovely compliment! But, my darling, I have only begun to make love to you tonight." Now his voice was truly tense and hoarse in her ear. My darling, I am going to make you cum again and again, this lovely night. I want you, so much. Can you feel it in my cock?" 

She gazed at him as he settled between her legs with a comfortable ease of two who were much practiced in their lovemaking. Finch guided his penis to her neat cleft. the feel of him poised to enter her sent waves of pleasure upward from the thrilling point of contact.

"And we have all night to explore each other," Debbie said has her hips moved in invitation. 

Finch moved forward, penetrating slowly, gliding into the intense heat of her interior with deliberate languor, wanting to give additional pleasure, but also selfishly wishing to feel each centimeter of intoxicating invasion. The sensation was delicious, that was the only word which fit.

Slowly, he explored. The head of his cock touched, then moved on to find more of her warmth, still not more than an inch or so into the sweetness of her sex. His hand went between them and Debbie felt his fingers touch the plush plump labia where they surrounded his powerful feeling cock. He moved the head of his cock in circles, slowly savoring the wonderful feel of the inner walls of her pussy. It filled his mind with heightened sensitive feelings. "Must be what Marijuana does to people," he thought.

Over and over, he moved in circles, changing the angle to explore yet another feeling, another nubbly ridge, another sensation giving slickness, yet another source of sucking her warmth into his own body. 

Debbie's hands were hard on his back, her hips rising to meet him, the melting heat of her desire flowing around his long, rigid length. "Please...more..."

As he obliged her, he head her whisper,

"Don't stop...I want it all. deeper," she implored.

"I want more, darling, more of you, want to feel more of you, touch you everywhere inside. I need this heat of yours, this wetness, this softness. God, ........... it is so lovely! Can you imagine? Can you think what you feel like, to me, sweetheart?" His voice was tense, urgent, full of soft love for her now.

He moved again, and she moaned, the sleek friction stimulating ever sensitized nerve and cell to fever pitch. Her thighs opened wider to accommodate him, their panting filling the room. He was deep into her now and she pressed forward on him.

Finch felt her hands move to his waist, her movements become liquid, sensual. She was letting him give her pleasure. The hands on his waist were not exactly guiding, just resting. 

Debbie felt his eagerness, felt his slow exploration continue. She watched as he closed his eyes with pleasure and it filled her with an overflowing love that seemed almost thick enough to cut with a knife and feed to him. Her hands let her feel his love, feel the loving tenderness of his firm thrusting, his feeling of the long channel of her vagina. It was sheer pleasure, she thought holding him lightly like this but letting his motions transmit along her arms to the rest of her body. She shuddered with that pleasure and felt her nipples renew their puckered tension, jutting out now toward him, toward her lover.

Debbie opened her legs still wider, raising her knees to tilt herself for more of his cock. She watched as his eyes closed as his orgasm was building in his balls. She smiled as perspiration from his exertion beaded on his temples and dripped onto her breasts. She felt the drop slowly slide down the slope of her breast, joining her own perspiration, now glistening in the cleavage between her breasts.

She sighed with pleasure as she thought how full she felt, how his cock was spreading her and the way she felt as she consciously tried to squeeze it, to hold it, to nurture it as it opened the walls of her vagina. It was a lovely, sensuous thought, and she held it and turned in her mind.

Settling into a luscious ebb and flow, the rhythm of their thrusting growing, his engorged cock throbbed against the hot, wet walls of her vagina, his strokes becoming more powerful, their hips flying in their need. 

The scent of sex filled the room, the heated odor of passionate bodies in sleek fusion, the raw primitive act of mating permeating the cabin. Plunging so deeply into her she gasped and then her low cry shattered the night, her second orgasm broke, surged, swelled over them. His climax exploded, flowing downward in such violent ejaculations that he too cried out his pleasure.

"WOW"

And then they were kissing again, their lips wet and swollen with each other's fondling. 

"You came again, darling?"

"Oh, yes, mmmmmmmmm yes." She felt him smile against her ear. And stroked her hand along the perspiration on his back. "Oh, yes!"

"And we still have...the whole night." He whispered.

Lovers



As we sit on the bed I start to kiss your neck. As I move up to your ear I start to gently purrrrr. My tongue darts out and I give a quick lick of the side of your ear. I place my hands on the sides of your face and draw it towards me. I lean in to kiss you, but don't. Instead I kiss the corners of your lips first, then the top lip, then the bottom, gently. I then give in and kiss you fully on the lips. My tongue reaches out and tastes your tongue in return. Our tongues entwine as I move my hands down your arms and to your back. My mouth can not get enough of yours. My hands feel your back and sides as your hands do the same to me. 

I start to remove your shirt and throw it to the side. As I start to kiss down your body I undo your bra and grasp a breast in my hand an start to lick the nipple gently. I then place my lips on it and start to suck, lick and bite gently on it. While doing this I play with your other breast with my hand. Squeezing your nipple between my thumb and finger then letting go. I stand up and move to another part of the room. when I return you see that I am holding a collar and hand cuffs in my hand. 

I place the collar around your neck so that the D ring is in the back and handcuff you. I make you lie down and then proceed to attach the collar to a long rope that is connected to the bed. I then attach the hand cuffs to ropes on either side of the bed. It is rigid enough that you have room to move but not much. I stand there and watch you struggle a bit. By this point I want you so very much but I don't do anything, I like watching you strain against the bonds. 

I start to take of my shirt and bra. I remove my pants so you can see that I am only wearing black bikini panties. I move back to the bed and straddle your waist. I tell you to beg to touch me, if I am pleased by it I will let one hand go. You beg and struggle, but I just sit there watching. 

Finally I lean over, as my long brown hair falls in your face I undo a wrist. Your hand reaches for my chest. I moan in pleasure as you touch me. I place my hand over yours as you play with me. Suddenly I grab your hand and put the handcuff back on. I lean over again and this time my hair fall and surrounds our faces as if we were the only two in the world. I kiss you again and tell you that you are a good slave. I grab your hair and pull your head back so I can get to your neck. I lick down from your ear to the end of your neck. I start to gently kiss it but the bite down on your neck. 

I get up off your waist and start to take off your pants. As I slide down to your underwear I kiss your nether lips. I decide to leave your legs loose this time. I crawl back up on the bed and position myself between your legs. I tease your lips with my tongue, only licking the outside but not letting my tongue go in. I know you want more but I won't give it to you. Finally, I let my tongue snake in between your lips and lick you up and down. I open your lips with my fingers and continue to play with you with my tongue. I alternate between slow and fast but I stay away from your clit. I start to lick your clit gently and then harder and faster. I clamp my lips down on your already rigid clitoris and start to suck and lick it as my hands caress your thighs. 

As I remove my lips I keep my tongue on your clit, teasing, licking, gently nibbling. I run my nails down your thighs and back up. I start to lick faster and harder, I insert one finger then two, then three. I stop there. I remove them and bring them up for you to taste. As I lie on top, with you licking my fingers I start to join you in the kissing, I love the way you taste and can't seem to get enough of it. I stand up once more and remove my panties. You have a clear view of me and you see that I am completely shaved. I walk over to you and tell you that I am going to let your hands free you that you can touch me. Your collar restraint allows you to sit up and move around a bit. 

I kneel in front of you and you start to play with my breasts and body. I take your hand and place it on my pussy. I am so aroused that my juices are flowing down my thighs. You insert your fingers in me and start to massage my clit with your thumb. All the while we kiss passionately. I pull your hair back and kiss your neck. 

As I near orgasm I make you stop. I crawl back on top of you and spread your lips and mine so that our clits can rub against each other. I start to press my body against yours. As I quicken the pace you arch your back to get better friction. I see that you are close to orgasm and tell you to cum anytime. You do, hard and furious, and I follow soon after. I roll off of your body and kiss you again, wrapping my arms around you, I tell you what a wonderful slave you are as we drift off to sleep.



Lovers



Steven and Mary had been dating each other for a while now. They were still awkward with one another and had done nothing but kiss. Mary wanted more and she could see in Steven's eyes that he did too. She planed for them to have a very romantic outing that Saturday afternoon and then go back to her place that night. She was very excited about the whole thing and hoped Steven would be too. 

They started out that day with a picnic basket full of fruits, cheeses, breads, and luncheon meat. When they got to the lake they found a secluded area that was beautiful. The area was full of wild flowers and huge oak trees. They found a spot to lay out their blanket in between three of the huge trees to give them some shade. They began to eat and talk about how their workdays had gone the day before. 

After awhile of their chit chatting they fell into an uncomfortable silence. Both thinking of how the other looked and how much they both wanted to touch each other. Steven leaned forward and kissed Mary on the lips. She was a little let down. She wanted the kiss to be much more passionate. 

He pulled away from her and just started at her, his eyes becoming darker with the deep hunger he felt for her then. She brought her hand up slowly and touched his cheek. He came back down and kissed her harder and with so much hunger it took her by surprise. She returned the kiss with her own desire. Her lips parting to allow his tongue to slip in her mouth. He teased her with it, barely touch her tongue with his. She pressed up against him feeling her body grow hotter, wanting desperately to feel him inside of her. He moved away from her lips and began to plant angel kisses on her cheeks and neck. So soft his lips were on her skin, so cool they felt to her heated body. He moved his hands down to the bottom of her dress and brought it up. Taking it off slowly. His face reddening with passion as he looked upon her body. 

He brought his hands to her breasts and began to knead them gently, bushing his thumbs over her erect nipples. His head went down and he moved slowly back and forth from one nipple to the other. Taking each one into his mouth sucking and licking them softly. Mary began to moan from the sensations that coursed up and down her spine. She rested her hand lightly on the back of his head playing with his hair while he suckled her, bringing her hands down and rubbing his clothed back. She wanted badly to rip his clothing off and ravage him but could not break from the spell she was under. As though he read her mind. He came up and took his clothing off. She had no time to admire him before he went back to her body. 

He began to kiss her belly, trailing down slowly to her nether regions. Her moans became louder with every move of his lips. He came down to her inner thigh and kissed and licked at it. She wanted so bad to move her hips over just a few inches to feel his tongue on her clit. He brought his head up from her leg and barely touching her pussy with his lips moved to her other side. She began to beg him to lick her. She needed to his tongue on her hard clit. She needed for him to make her cum. After a little while longer of him teasing her, he brought his mouth to her pussy and sucked her clit in hard, licking as he did so. She came instantly. Her body shaking violently with her orgasm. Her juices splashing over his chin and down her legs. When she could take no more she gently shoved his head away. 

He came back up to her and kissed her lips. She loved to taste herself on his tongue. He entered into her quickly at first plunging every inch deep into her dripping pussy. She screamed out her ecstasy from feeling him so deeply in her. Steven then pulled back only giving her the head of his dick. Teasing her once again to the point of passionate insanity. He slowly moved in and out of her. Watching as her pretty face fill with desire for his cock. Looking deep into her eyes and seeing the longing and hunger to have him all. He smiled loving down at her and kissed her lips, neck, and ear. He whispered in her ear how much he loved her and how beautiful she was. She so driving by passion could not speak but touched his face softly and smiled at him to say that she felt the same for him.

Steven then gave her all of him. Slowly he moved his cock into her, loving to feel every inch of her soft pussy. He thrust into her wanting to make her cum again. Her arms went up around his neck holding on to him tightly as another orgasm shook her body. 

After she came she asked him to lay beside her. He was very surprised at this but obliged. She came to him kissing him passionately on his lips. She moved down his body slowly teasing him as he had done her. She came to his cock and began to lick it. Slowly her tongue moved up and down his throbbing dick. She came back up and took him into her hot mouth. She sucked only the head, moving her tongue around it as she did so. She loved the way he tasted and took his cock completely into her mouth. Sucking down hard but slow, feeling every inch of him going deeply into her throat. He placed his hand on the back of her head and his hips began to move with her. She loved the way his dick felt in her mouth but all to quickly he made her move. She looked at him surprisingly and he told her that she was going to make him cum if she kept it up. He'd never had anyone do that before and it felt so good that he wouldn't have been able to control himself. She smiled at him and told him that she would have loved to taste his cum in her mouth but that it was all right. 

She came up and kissed him as she mounted him. She guided his cock into her pussy and began to move up and down slowly. She sat up so that he could look fully on her and she loved the way the breeze cooled her skin. She rocked back and forth on his cock faster each time. She began to cum once more. While cumming she told him how good he felt in her and how she wanted him there forever. He grabbed her hips making her move even faster. He told her he was going to cum soon. He couldn't hold back, the feeling of her soft sweet pussy tightening in her orgasm was to much. She told him to cum. She needed to feel his sperm fill her womb. With one final movement he came. Grabbing her hips harder making her stop her rocking. She felt him explode in her and came once more with the feeling. He released her hips and she bent down and kissed his lips lovingly. She still wanted to feel his cock thrusting into her but knew he was spent at the moment. She moved off of him and lay beside him. Locking her hand with his they both drifted off to sleep happily.



Lovers



The escalating sounds punctuated the night with fervor, as if to negate all silences that ever were, as if to deny that loneliness could ever happen again. The piston pounding of twin hearts beat relentlessly in time with each other, redefining the sound of love with each beat; denying that hate or anger or sorrow could find purchase within their flesh. Flesh flushed from rosy to red to burning, a flame that scalded the darkness and held it at bay; a hound called to heel by some greater master. And it obeyed, though reluctantly. Shadows of that reluctance danced over features, between spaces and through open orifices greedily, shouting it's defiance and pride until the end. Not that it was noticed.

Limbs became hopelessly entwined in those moments, a Celtic Knot of hope. They extended their ambitions, their visions and their compassion to each other in the form of fingers and hands and arms and legs and so much more, remembering in their most sacred act the unity from before body, before time and before man's collective consciousness. They were transcending. Hair was splayed, tangled, devoured by it's counterpart becoming rapidly, irretrievably, immersed in the other though not gripping; the hair need not embrace as the flesh did, the mere contact, the slide of silk against silk, was enough to sate it's hunger. Neither was that noticed.

Lips moved against each other in a celebration of freedom, a cacophony of release from the bondage of Self and into the amorphous expanse of Other. The taste of sweet and sour dancing with peaches and apples flooded tongues that urged themselves and their owners onward toward deeper depths of entanglement. Toward higher spires of excitement and trust. Those self-same tongues that so eagerly leapt from their connection to savor the velvet salt of flesh, to roll across valley and over hill as if exploring for the most infant flaw. Knowing that none exists. Not on their partner, not on this night; this perfect night. Almost in reverence, in homage to the full ivory moon above, they taste each other, fingers, lips, stomachs and everything else to show that sacred, ever-worshiped, watcher in the belly of the heavens that they are the result of It's love, of It's devotion to them. But they aren't really trying to please it. That would just be a happy side effect of what they do.

Strong fingers, maybe his, search her body with skill. The calluses do not hurt her as he is beyond gentle - he is Loving and his every action mirrors this inner warmth; the way he slips his forefinger and thumb around the pert flesh of her nipples and squeezes, the way he gently twists, the way his fingers move from that sacred place to her mouth and trace the lips that have tasted him and kissed him and Loved him genuinely. Genuinely, he touches her with his hands as his tongue delights, mouth constricts gradually and throat swallows. Because he Loves her, because he Loves doing for her, To her. And, just perhaps, because he is excited by the thought that he can please her with more than his lust.

Soft fingers, maybe hears, search his body with grace and honesty. She places her fingers as she has never placed them before for any other, for even him. She places them because she can feel, she can know, what he wants and when he wants it. She places them because she knows how he likes to be teased, taunted with the slope of her palm, the tiny nature of her fingers; because she is a mystery to him. Because she Loves him. She traces the muscles of his back, his neck and his lips, feeling them without looking; knowing that blind she is just as capable as with her eyes. Because by feeling the steps, she learns him in a new, inexplicable, way. She is hungry to learn, hungry to know what will make Him happy and what will make her happy as she is certain that true happiness hasn't been felt as she is in this moment. Felt. All she is, when she closes her eyes, is feeling. Sensation wrapped around sensation. Because She can give it all to Him, all of her body, mind and soul; even all of her hidden desires. Because she Loves him. 

Time passes. The moon moves from the early hours to near midnight, animal visitors watch in the distance. An owl, brown with white spots on it's breast and huge black eyes, perches on one of the stone columns circling the couple and watches. The alter that they lay upon, it's bowl shape carved to look like arms, once it's resting place during the hunting hours, now inhabited. It does not begrudge them this and it hoots it's pride into the night, calling out with respect, "Tonight I give this to you that you might know the embrace as I have for these many moons." The couple, wrapped in the arms of bliss, do not notice intellectually but spiritually, they respond with renewed vigor. The Owl smiles an owlish smile, it's beak unable to show emotion but it's eyes able to dance beneath the Moon's gaze, and flies off into the surrounding forest of Oaks and Pines to find it's mate. Perhaps it will not feed tonight, after all.

The man hesitates, lost in his lover's gaze and waits patiently. The next step must be hers....

Perhaps more later? :) Azrof.



Lovers Again



There was no one around that day and we had the house all to ourselves. The day was cold and the windows were frosted and there was a definite crisp feel in the air. The smell of hot chilies filled the house while the soup you love brewed on the stove and the feel of a sexual electricity never felt by us before.

   After dinner I thank you for forgiving me and take you by the hand and lead you to my candle lit bathroom and slowly undress you. Button by button I undo your dress and slip it off your shoulders and watch as it slips to the floor exposing your luscious lily white breast and a body. Taking you by your hand help you into the tub watching as the water careens’ over your breast. I then drop in a rose bath bomb and rose peddles over your soft seductive body and leave you to your bath.

   I stand there just staring at you as soak in a peaceful trance feeling the water caress your skin. Bending down I kiss you lightly on the lips to bring you back into a reality. Helping you from the warm water, you feel the yielding towel massage your body as I dry you. Once finished I lead you to the bedroom were I also have candles in every corner of the room giving you a look of an angel with your hair cloaked in gold. Finally I put a blind fold on you and face you towards the bed and begin the seduction of a woman not a mother or a wife performing a duty.

   Standing away you feel only the light from the candle flicker through the silk blindfold, the sound of your music, and the electricity waiting for me to have my way with you. You then feel a cold glass to your lips, a glass of your favorite wine and you feel it fill your mouth and down your throat giving you chills and hardening your nipples. You then feel a kiss on the back of your neck, light like a butterfly and the touch of my fingers running down your arms caressing and feeling every part of you.

      Running my tongue and lips down you back I can feel your body tense and goose bumps all over your naked body. On my knees behind you feel my lips against your lower back and my hands on your ass and thighs kissing and tasting you. Licking over your ass and down the back of your thigh and at the same time lightly nibbling on you, and you feel my teeth send a lightning bolt of sexual energy up your spine.

   You try to turn around and I tell you “my turn, I am in control” and I throw you to the bed face first. I slide my body over your legs and up to your neck and you feel my hard cock come to rest on the crack of your ass. Kissing your neck I slide back down nibbling and biting you touching you and learning your body. You then feel hot oil on your body, a little burn but not to hot and I start to massage your body like you have never been touched before.

   Starting at our feet I begin gently but firmly to massaging every part of you. Slowly I work my way up to your over your lower legs to the back of your knees and then thighs. Running my hands up and down over your ass and legs, touching you, feeling you, and tasting you as I rub and pull your legs apart so that I can feel your wetness and taste your juices so sweet on my tongue. Sliding my hands up your back I slide them back down letting my nails dig in just enough to make your body tingle but not tickle. You then feel my fingers over your ass hole and then your pussy, I feel you raise it in the air trying to get my fingers inside you and I keep teasing you. Over your ass then just in your pussy and back over your clit, then over and just inside your ass my finger slides in smooth with the oil and back out and into your pussy.

  Gently tasting and sucking on you I roll you to your back and tie you down, not with ties this time but with a soft white rope so that you can not get out. I kiss you and let my tongue feel yours and you can taste yourself on my lips and you feel me leave your lips and on your neck.  I kiss you all over your neck and you feel me start my way back down. You then feel nothing and then all of a sudden a bite on the nipple and then the cool air from my breath upon it. I lick it and roll it with my tongue as my hands explore your body. Kissing you downs your sides, over your belly, and then to your pussy which is so moist and full it taste and feels like a sweet desert.

  You feel my breath on your pussy and my hands all over you, going in and out of you, fingering your pussy and your ass. Licking and sucking your clit I feel you rise into my face trying to push yourself closer to me. All you feel from me is my fingers gliding in and out of your holes and my tongue and lips teasing, licking, and sucking on your clit. I can feel you close to loosing control so I give you a nice firm slap on your ass and keep eating you and touching you. I feel you explode on me, your legs contracting and shaking, your pussy and ass tight around my fingers, and the wetness poring out of you and onto me and the bed. I stand away from you and you think I am going to attack and fuck you so I can also explode, but I don’t because I explode with ecstasy by pleasing you not myself.

   The sound of the room is silent but you feel my warmth around you. You then feel a touch on your pussy and then you know it is a vibrator. I start rubbing it on the outside against your slit; up and down I move it and you feel the vibration in your clit readying you to cum again. You then feel it glide up into you and at the same time my tongue once again it attacking you. You feel the vibrations from your pussy, to your clit, into your hips and thighs taking you to a pleasure so deep you can feel and hear nothing but the joy you feel from me attacking your pussy like I have been starved from you for a month.

  Grabbing the glass of wine I take a drink and then kiss you deeply so you can taste the sweet Mondovi wine as if you where drinking it yourself. I then dribble it onto your waiting lips and watch you smile as you taste it. Again I kiss you and I can feel the cold from the wine in my mouth. Then I put one leg on either side of you and rest my cock in the middle of your beautiful breast as I firmly hold them but gently rub your nipples while I press your tits against my cock. Gliding back and forth I feel like I am about to loose control and explode all over your chest. I inch up further on your chest so that you can taste my cock in your mouth. You taste just the pre cum on your lips and I force myself not to shove it into your warm moist mouth and erupt in pleasure.

  Pulling myself away from you so I do not cum, but I do explode into and on you going into convulsions. My body shaking and tingling like never before I almost pass out. Falling to your side I kiss your leg as I lay along side, kissing up your leg and to your wet pussy so I can give it a quick suck so you know I am not done. Over your stomach to your chest and then to your mouth kissing you long and hard as I untie your ropes. You release your animal hunger and try to attack me, but I do hold you off and tell you to trust me and follow me.

   Taking you by the hand I lead you to my shower, you immediately feel the steam on your skin and I bring you in with me. The only light you see is that of one little candle so that we can only make out the shapes of our bodies. Softly I start to wash you, your back and chest, over your ass and pussy, down your legs. You feel the bubbles glide down you chest and they feel like fingers massaging you. Sliding my body up and down yours like a sponge you feel my cock hard against your smooth wet body. Rubbing against it, touching it, trying to resist you but I can not any longer and I attack gentle but forceful enough so that you still know who is in control.

   Stretching your arms out I put your hands on the shower head to you can hold on, and then I glide them back down over your tits. Guiding your body into place I slide my cock into you nice and slow. I feel your lips pull against the skin of my cock then the moist wet honey that I love so much. I pull you into me and I start to go in and out, slow at first then faster and a little harder and deeper. Pushing into you we hear the slap of my body against yours and you feel the strike of my balls against your clit as I fuck you in this wet steamy room of sexual pleasure. Sliding in and out of you I put a finger in your ass, you feel both in you and you scream in pleasure. You feel them penetrating you and rubbing against each other as you push against me to go deeper. I feel you shake and cum so I pull out and wash you again.

   Going to my knees for you once again I put my tongue into you. Tasting you and fingering you again, you feel electric on my body and the force of lust on my soul. All of a sudden you scream “Ashton Stop”. At that point I get up and tell you that you are missing out now and will have to wait to see what and when anything will happen next. Drying you off I bring you into the room and have you put on an outfit made for a seductress. You are in a corset of leather and a nice little robe, and then I tell you again that I am in control and this is my turn and blind fold you again. I then drape an overcoat on you and lead you to my garage and put you into my car. Leaning over I kiss you and tell you to just relax because the pleasure is just starting. 

  I finally get you to scoob and you fall asleep. I wake you and take the blind fold off; you see nothing but a cabin, trees, and frost so thick you know it is a very cold place. I open your door and you feel the cold on your face then travel through your body like a sharp knife. We step into what looks to be an old cabin but when we get inside there are only two things a loft that is built just for sexual pleasure and a kitchen you know is just for me. 

   On your way upstairs you see all the poems I have written about my love framed on the wall and when you turn the corner you notice a bed that looked like it came from the Middle East with pillows and blankets all over and the smell of flowers in the air. Turning you see me and I take your coat and bring you to me, kissing and holding you tightly. We then lay down and I hold you close to me and recite my poems to you as I touch your body. 

  Taking a drink of scotch you feel a drip of dew from my ice cold glass and we burst into a sexual volcano in mid eruption. You take me and throw me to my back and rip off my clothes flinging them over the rail of the loft. Licking and biting me till you reached my cock, and attacking it like never before. You sucked, bit, and licked all of me. You were nothing like I felt before, your hands grabbing me and exploring me in ways that were once forbidden but now open because of your love and trust. You poor oil on me and rub it over my chest, cock, and ass and I feel you touch my cock firmly but with such a feeling of perfect pleasure. While I feel your lips and hand on my cock I then feel you enter me, fingering me nice and slow and I almost explode.

  Going crazy with desire I take control back, not wanting to let you have all the fun and put you on your back and Your tits bulging out of the corset and your beautiful pussy just sitting there for my pleasure so I attack you.  I dive into you, licking and biting your pussy, fingering you, and I can’t stand it any longer I put my cock into you fast and deep but hold it there while I hold myself over you and stare into your eyes. Slowly I start making love to you, deeper, slow, and firm I thrust into you and kiss you at the same time. You feel my hands rubbing your tits and the bite from my teeth on your neck.

  You turn to me and tell me “fuck me! Fuck me now,” I had never heard you say anything so firmly and I go at you. I turn you over and starts fucking you from behind, again you hear the slap of my body against yours and my hands scratching your back. Thrusting in and out of you I finger your ass and you tell me to fuck you in your ass, so I poor oil on you and enter you slow. Letting you breath I start going in and out, slow at first and deeper after time. Fucking you I start to massage your clit and I feel your hand and I love the feel of you touching yourself and start to fuck you harder. Watching one hand grab the bed a squeeze with pleasure and feeling the other touching your pussy brought me to new heights. I was about to explode and I felt you just poring onto my thighs with cum, I was amazed and wanted to taste but you would not let me.

  You put me on my back and tell me”let go” and you get on top of me.  Sliding down my shaft I watch your face, I see you puffy lips and your eyes glazed with lust. You start fucking me and I ask to taste you so you put a finger into you and bring it to you lips to tease me. I beg you and you let me taste you finally. I almost explode right then but again I feel you poring onto my thighs I raise my hips into you and you again put your juices on your fingers and give us both another taste of you. I raise my hips even higher and cum so hard into you that I shake till I pass out and we sleep like two people that had just made love like never before.



Lover's Alone at Last



Waking from a peaceful sleep, in a cabin in the mountains, stretching and smiling, hearing the birds chirping, and seeing the sun shining after a night of soft rain. I arrived at the cabin last night to prepare for our lovely night of lovemaking. 

Remembering what today is, I can't help but smile and think. Nothing could make this day more perfect. Tonight will be the first night that I spend with the man of my dreams, Marc, who has begun to mean so much to me. He is a most extraordinary man, so handsome and sexy. My mind starts to race and my heart skips a beat.

After a day of lounging and shopping, I start to prepare for his visit. Putting fresh vanilla scented candles out, getting a CD of soft music ready, fresh white roses (knowing how he loves the smell of roses) in the living, bedroom, and bath.

Trying to decide what to wear. I finally choose a black sleeveless dress, mid thigh length, very tight and revealing, low cut front and back, black lace and satin bra and panties, panties very skimpy and the bra cut low to reveal the top of my breasts, black garter and nylons, and very high heels. Smiling and hoping that you he will approve my choice of clothing.

Moving to the bathroom to prepare for my shower, getting the water temperature just right. I remove my clothes and step in, the water cascading over my naked body, making me shiver. 

My nipples react to the touch of the water. Running my hands over my body, I smile and pretend my hands are his. Moving over my breasts slowly, up and down my stomach and back up, my head thrown back, I begin to moan. 

My hands move down my stomach to my pussy, my fingers run up and down over, parting my pussy, finding my clit and rubbing so slowly, feeling it harden as my body begins to tremble. My thumb moves to my clit, as two fingers find their way inside my hot, wet pussy. 

I begin to scream, "Marc, why can't this be you, I can't wait to feel your hands on my body. I need you now!" 

As I rub my clit harder, my fingers began moving in and out of my pussy very fast and hard. Feeling a wave of passion take over my body, I begin to cum, yelling out your name, "Marc, oh Marc!"

Feeling weak I lean against the shower wall, and a smile crosses my lips, as I think, it won't be long until he is here. I step out of the shower, dry off, and begin to dress. Thinking about how I am dressing for the man of my dreams, something I have waited a long time for. 

I walk out the bathroom into the living room. I begin to light the candles, start the fire in the fireplace, and turn the lights down. In a few moments, I hear a knock on the door. My heart leaps, knowing it has to be him.

I open the door and you stand there so tall and handsome, smiling down at me. I take your hand and pull you inside the cabin. My arms go around your body, pulling you close, my lips touching yours gently, and then more passionately. 

We walk arm in arm to the couch and sit together facing each other. We are not speaking, just gazing into each other's eyes. I find my voice and say, "Would you like to listen to some soft music?"

You reply, "Oh, that would be nice."

I get up from the couch and walk over to insert a CD of soft country music into the player. I return to the couch and sit back down, closer to you this time. We talk about the music. You then ask me to dance. 

You stand, take my hand, and I rise and slip off my heels. We walk to the center of the room. You take me in your arms and pull me close. You have one arm around my waist, and my hand is still in yours. You turn my palm down and hold it against your chest, my other hand on your neck. We look into each other's eyes. A smile crosses your lips as you lean down and touch your lips to mine. 

Your tongue parts my lips and our tongues embrace, as we sway to the music, our feet never moving. The kiss becomes more intense as our hands begin to roam over each other's bodies, your hands sending shivers through my body. 

We kiss more passionately as we explore each other. Your hands running up and down my back now, you slowly unzip my dress, pulling it from my shoulders, while your eyes never leave mine, letting it fall to the floor. 

You lean down and unsnap my garters, my hands on your shoulders. You then begin to roll my nylons down, one at a time, kissing my leg as you go, leaving wet trails behind with your mouth. You lift my foot, kissing each toe, and caressing my foot as you remove the nylons from my leg. You slowly repeat the process with my other leg.

You start to kiss my legs, moving up to my upper thighs and then stop. You stand up, take me back in your arms and kiss me deeply, as your arms reach around and unsnap my bra, pulling it over my arms and off. You expose my breasts. My nipples quickly harden to the cool air and excitement of your touch. 

We continue to kiss, as your hands reach out and massage my breasts, your eyes never leaving mine. Your palms rub over my sensitive nipples as moans escape my lips, my head tilted back, as I bite my lower lip. You rub and pinch my nipples between your fingers and I can feel the heat running through my body as the excitement builds. 

Your lips leave mine and trail little kisses over my neck, down to my breasts, where you stop and kiss each nipple gently. You take one in your mouth and suck slowly, your tongue flicking over it, and then the other nipple. I begin to moan louder as I feel myself getting very wet. You devour my breasts lovingly, kissing, sucking, twisting, and pinching them. 

I begin to scream out your name, "Marc, Marc, oh yessssssssss Marc!!" 

Your lips reluctantly leave my breasts and begin a slow and gentle trail of kisses down my stomach, as your hands reach up and continue to tease my nipples. You reach my belly button and your tongue darts out, then in, teasing it. 

As your hands leave my breasts, you slowly pull my panties from my hips and down to my knees. Your tongue licks downward to the top of my pussy. You stop and say, "Oh my God, Sarah you smell like heaven!"

I moan louder as my body trembles and knees get weak. You then pull my panties down to my ankles, and help me step out of them. Your hands begin to play all over my pussy, your fingers going wild, as you push the lips apart and find my hardened and wet clit. Your thumb rubs over it and then your tongue replaces your thumb as your fingers begin to enter my pussy. One, then two fingers enter me. I hear the wet noises as you begin to move your fingers in and out. 

Leaning down whispering, "Marc, I need to touch and taste you now!" 

You remove your clothing as I lay a blanket down in front of the fireplace. You walk slowly over to me and take me in your arms and as we kiss, the glow from the fire makes our bodies shimmer. 

We slowly lower ourselves to the blanket. I push you gently down, kissing your sweet lips, and turning my body around facing your feet as I straddle your head. I lower my pussy over your face, as I lean down towards your hardened cock. You grab my ass and pull my pussy into your face as you begin to lick all around. My hand strokes your cock, as my warm breath touches it. I stare at the throbbing cock in my hand. 

I am moaning aloud as your tongue explores my pussy. My tongue darts out and licks slowly over the tip of your penis. It licks at the opening at the top, tasting your pre-cum. You begin to suck on my clit, as one finger enters my hot, wet pussy. My mouth opens and I take the head in, my tongue licking all around your girth. 

My clit grows harder with the touch of your tongue, making my body shiver. My lips tighten and move down your hard cock moving up and down, my hand squeezing your balls. Your finger moving in and out of my pussy, faster, as we hear the wet sucking noises.

Breathlessly he says, "Oh God, Baby you are so fucking wet."

You remove your finger from my pussy, as your tongue dips inside my pussy, and then back to my clit. Your fingers enter my pussy again, while your other hand begins to rub over my ass, slapping it gently. You then run your hand down my slit, your thumb rubbing against my asshole. 

You then enter it slowly, as I scream around your cock, "Oh Marc Baby, that's it, please play with my ass!!" 

My lips are moving faster up and down on your cock, hand tugging on your cum filled balls. I then remove my lips from your cock, moving them to your balls. I take them gently into my mouth, as my hand strokes your hard pulsing cock.

"Suck my balls, suck them hard!!!"

You replace your thumb with a finger in my ass, moving it in and out slowly, then faster and deeper. Your tongue flicks over my hard clit. I feel my pussy spasm and the juices start to flow. I suck harder on your balls and stroke your cock faster, your fingers moving in and out of my pussy faster still. My mouth moves back to your cock and then takes it all in, my mouth tightening and moving up and down faster and deeper. My hand now squeezes your balls hard.

You yell, "Oh fuck yes, I am going to cum."

My mouth moves faster up and down as I feel your hot cum begin to spurt into me. Your tongue dips into my pussy, lapping up all my juices as they continue to flow. Your hips are thrusting upwards, fucking my mouth, as your cum spurts out more. Our bodies both tremble as we moan together. 

Feeling your cock grow soft in my mouth, I reluctantly rise up and turn to face you. Leaning down I kiss you passionately as our juices mix together. “MMMMM,” is all I say. You are so sweet and salty. 

My sensitive nipples are rubbing over your chest as my hot, wet pussy rubs over your cock. Our kiss becoming more intense and I feel your cock begin to stir beneath my pussy. Our tongues are exploring each other’s. 

I rise up and smile down at you, as I take your hand, kissing the palm. I then take one finger into my mouth and suck on it, holding it still. My head moves as if fucking your finger.

You moan, "Sarah, oh God Baby."

As your hand squeezes my breast, you twist and pinch my nipple between your fingers. My pussy grinds against your cock, which has become aroused again. I rise up and reach one hand down, taking your cock and placing it at the entrance to my pussy. I slowly lower myself down. 

Your fingers are moving over my breasts, one then the other. I begin to move up and down, taking your finger from my mouth. I move my hand to my clit, as I move up and down faster on your cock. 

My head thrown back, I moan loud, "Oh Baby, ohhhhhh."

Your hands move to my hips and begin to move me up and down, faster, deeper. My breasts are bouncing up and down. 

I look into your eyes and moan, "Baby, I want you to fuck my ass!"

Hearing me, you quickly respond, "Oh God yessssssssssss!"

You push me up gently and away from you, as you stand up. Reaching for my hand you help me get up off the blanket. Walking over to the couch, you lean me over its back. 

Your cock enters my pussy, getting it all wet again. Taking it out you rub it over my asshole, then press the head against it, slowly entering a small bit and stopping. Looking over my shoulder, I am watching you.

You smile and say, "You want this cock in your ass baby?"

"Yes, oh yes I do, fuck my ass," I moan.

You then say, "Beg for it, tell me how much you want it," as a wicked grin crosses your lips.

I yell, "Fuck my ass, fuck me now, I want it please, oh please," I scream.

"You want this cock fucking your ass?"

"Oh Marc fuck me now, please, I need to feel that big hard cock fucking my ass."

You moan and push further in, as you say, "Play with your clit, do it now, cum with me!!"

My hand reaches down finding my hard clit and begins to rub. Our moaning becomes louder as you fuck my ass wildly.

"That's it rub that clit, rub it faster."

As you fuck my ass harder and deeper, my breasts rub against the couch. As you push harder, my finger goes wild on my clit. Feeling your body shudder against mine, you begin to cum and yell.

"Ohhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkk!!"

Hearing your moans and feeling your cum spewing into my ass, my pussy spasms as I begin to cum.

I yell, "Oh my God, yessssssssssssss!!!"

Our bodies shaking, but our pace slowing. As our bodies begin to calm down, you remove your cock from my ass, pulling me up to face you. You take me in your arms, kissing me passionately. 

You then take my hand and lead me to the blanket in front of the fireplace. You gently push me down, as you lay down beside me, taking me in your arms.

Kissing me softly now, you whisper, "Thank you Sarah, for the most wonderful night of my life."

I whisper back, "No, thank you Marc, you were awesome."

We smile and gaze into each other’s eyes as we drift off to sleep, the fire making our bodies glow. As we both are thinking – this is only the beginning!!!!



Lovers And Friends



Sarena lay naked on a blanket on her stomach basking in the warm sun. Her head lay softly on a towel as she enjoyed the feel of the hot sun on her skin. She had had a long day and definitely needed some relaxation. The soothing sound of R&B music drifted through the air, caressing her ears and making her skin tingle. She slowly rolled over so that the sun would now hit her stomach. In the corner of her eye, she thought she saw someone watching, but just shook the thought out of her mind. 

"You're seeing things Sarena," she said to herself.

She closed her eyes and listened to the music and enjoyed the feeling of warmth. What a great way to relax after a long day. 

Suddenly, a shadow overcast the sun, and it wasn't the shadow of a cloud. Sarena opened her eyes only to look up at a man hovering above her. As she looked closer, she realized that this wasn't just any man, it was Kaleb, her ex boyfriend and best friend. 

"Dayum you!" Sarena yelled at Kaleb as she got up. She reached down and grabbed her towel and snapped it at him. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh nothing. I just thought I'd drop by to visit. I didn't know you'd be layin here naked," Kaleb replied. 

"Yeh, well it's not like you've never seen me naked before." Sarena reached down to pick up her crumpled towel. As she did, Kaleb ran his hand over her big, smooth skinned booty. Sarena slowly turned around and gave Kaleb a sheepish grin. "Hey now. You better watch what you're doing or you're gonna start something," Sarena said. Kaleb looked into her eyes and replied, "I know."

Sarena slowly leaned in towards Kaleb and kissed him hard on the mouth as Kaleb drew her body closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his hands wandered her bare back, neck, booty, stomach, and then, finally, gently rubbed the nipples on each breasts. Sarena sucked in a quick breath of air and let a small moan escape her lips. She leaned down and gently bit Kaleb's bottom lip and let her right hand wander down his arm until she was gently cupping his hardening dick. Kaleb bent his head down and started to suck on her nipples as she stroked his dick through his pants. She started nibbling on his ear, knowing this would turn him on.

"I want you Kaleb," Sarena whispered in his ear. "I want you too," Kaleb whispered back. 

Sarena grabbed the waste band of Kaleb's pants and fumbled for the button and the zipper. Finally, she succeeded in undoing both and dropped to her knees as she freed his hard dick. She glanced up into his eyes just as she took his dick into her mouth. She ran her tongue up and down each side and teased the head by flickering her tongue on it. She sucked on his dick and his balls a while longer before getting up and pushing him down onto the blanket that still lay on the grass. She bit her lip before bringing her hand to her wet pussy and gently fingering it. Then, she eased herself down onto Kaleb's face so that he could get a taste of her juices. She moaned with ecstasy as he ran his skilled tongue up and down her pussy lips, teasing her clit and her pussy hole, his hands grasping her thick thighs. Sarah was about to come, when she decided it was time to ride Kaleb's dick. She got up and straddled his black dick, teasing the head with her hot, juicy white pussy. Finally, she sank down onto it, letting out a moan as her eyes rolled back. Kaleb quickly placed his big black hands onto Sarenas's creamy white thighs. She reached down and laced her fingers with his as she slowly started to ride his black dick. His dick felt so good stuffed inside her pussy. She looked down into his eyes. "I love you Kaleb. I never stopped loving you." 

"I love you too Sarena," Kaleb replied.

Sarena then started to pick up the pace and was riding Kaleb's hard, taking his dick as deep inside her as she could get it. Her pussy juices were flowing around his dick and dripping down his balls. She bit her lip as she was starting to reach orgasm. "Oh Kaleb! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum all over your dick!" Sarena screamed.

"Oh yes baby! Cum on my dick!" Kaleb screamed in reply.

"Tell me when you're gonna cum. I want you to cum inside me Kaleb. Cum inside my pussy!"

"Ooooo! I'm gonna cum Sarena. Arrrgggghhhh!"

A hot stream of cum shot out of Kaleb's dick, filling up Sarena's pussy and making Sarena cum even harder.

"Ohhhh Kaleb!" Sarena yelled. "It feels so fucking good!"

Sarena then collapsed and Kaleb wrapped her up in his arms.

"You know, I really missed you." Sarena whispered.

"I missed you too." Kaleb said as he kissed her on her cheek.




Lovers and Friends



Adam ran into the elevator just as the doors began to close. Struggling to keep his grocery bags from getting trapped between the sliding metal, he pulled himself further in and stopped when he felt resistance on his left. 

"Sorry Mrs. Sipper." he could feel his face heat up as the older woman glowered at him. He sidled towards his right, making sure not to knock into her with anything else and managed to push his button without further incident. Ignoring the glare still aimed in his direction by his grumpy old neighbor, he focused instead on the meal that he was planning on preparing. 

The game would come on at seven so that gave him just over three hours. He had more than enough time to prepare the lasagna for the oven. He'd chop up the salad while it baked then make some garlic bread. 

He waited for Mrs. Sipper to step out of the elevator on their floor then walked out behind her. His thoughts turned from food to clothing; he'd wear the faded blue jeans that Sean liked, maybe the-- 

He froze as he opened his apartment door and came face to face with something out of his nightmares. Sean stood in the middle of the entrance, his arms dropping from an embrace with his ex-lover. The other man still held onto Sean, his head dipped low where Adam imagined he was whispering into Sean's ear. 

The tightening in his chest was so stupid he wanted to punch his own face. This shouldn't have come as a surprise. He knew Sean was still in love with that jackass. This arrangement of theirs was only temporary; at least for Sean.

"Sorry, I'll leave." he managed to choke out as Sean's eyes came up to meet his. He was placing the bags by the hall closet, uncaring that the cheese would be spoiled by the time he returned, when Tyler turned to face him as if he'd just realized anyone else was there with them. Adam was momentarily surprised at the hate that was aimed at him in that stare, but really shouldn't have been; it was no secret that Tyler didn't like him. The two men had never gotten along no matter how much Adam had tried to pretend for the sake of his best friend. 

He turned and walked out of his apartment, all but running down the hall. Forget the elevator, he turned into the staircase and sped down the stairs; the exertion made his chest burn. Or maybe that was just from trying too hard to keep from crying. He was so stupid. He knew Sean was still in love with his ex. Knew it was only a matter of time before Tyler realized his mistake and begged Sean to come back to him. 

He walked aimlessly once he finally reached the outside of the building. The crisp air did nothing to cool his emotions, and he forced himself to breathe calmly, to unclench his fists. The problem was that he'd never felt this way before. He'd always been the one who kept calm, thought rationally, came up with clear-headed solutions. Everything about this thing with Sean made him crazy, to the point where he began to question if his feelings were healthy for the pair of them. This burning jealousy whenever Sean spoke of Tyler, the brimming joy when Sean kissed him, when they made love. The ups and downs were too much to handle and for the first time in his life Adam was struggling to keep contained. 

He wasn't sure when he started looking at his friend as more than just someone to laugh and hang out with, but somehow one day he'd been watching Sean animatedly describing one of his new project ideas and he just knew. He'd wanted him, and not just because he was sexy as hell with his tousled blond hair and tan, muscular body. That had been before Tyler, and sometimes Adam wondered if he'd have saved Sean the heartache that jerk had caused if he'd spoken up sooner. Or would Sean have turned him down kindly and had his whirlwind love affair with Tyler anyways? He'd never know and he wasn't sure whether he regretted keeping his mouth shut. 

He'd never liked the smooth-talking lawyer, and that was before Sean started dating him. After, well, it was just that much worse to have to deal with him knowing how badly he treated Sean. 

Not wanting to return home to find that asshole still there, he made his way to his favourite coffee shop and found a secluded table at the back. He nursed his black, no sugar java and tried not to think about why his careful plans had gone out the window. He had been planning on coming clean to Sean about how he really felt tonight, for better or worse he'd been prepared to come clean with his friend about the fact that he was completely, irrevocably in love with him.

He knew he couldn't do that now. Not with Tyler back in the picture, and man every time he pictured that scene in his living room he wanted to throw up. He'd let his opportunity slide, again. He supposed he'd always have memories, and it wasn't like he was completely losing his friend but that wasn't enough for him anymore. Just like their frequent lovemaking wasn't enough anymore. 

Although he supposed it wasn't lovemaking to Sean, so much as a way to scratch an itch in a way that didn't involve him putting his feelings on the line. He was grateful for that, at least. And for Sean's suggestion that night so many months ago. We could take care of each other, Adam, he'd said, climbing onto Adam's lap and shocking the hell out of him. He'd looked a little vulnerable even in his forwardness, as if worried Adam might turn him down. Like that was even a possibility in Adam's mind, at the time all he could think of was getting the guy undressed before he thought things through and changed his mind. 

Deciding that taking shelter in a place that was soothing and conducive to quiet thinking had probably been a bad idea, Adam abandoned the rest of this coffee and headed back out into the chilly fall air. He walked aimlessly, making a point of reading every single storefront, street sign and advertisement in sight to try and take his mind off the turmoil in his heart. 

It took hours for Adam to feel like he was human enough to return to his apartment. Feeling slightly more like himself, he climbed his way slowly back up the stairs and knocked loudly on the door. When he was certain he'd given enough warning—just in case— he slipped his keys into the lock and took a deep breath before opening his way in. 

Sean was the first thing he saw. His sometimes lover was sitting on the couch at the end of the hall, his elbows on his thighs, his head resting in his hands. He looked up as Adam walked in. "Hey." He tried to keep his voice casual, but had to turn to face the door as he locked it to slow his heart rate down. 

"I tried to call you," Sean told him from his spot in the other room. 

"My phone was off." He didn't elaborate that he'd turned it off in case Sean tried to call. He hadn't wanted to hear his friend's excuses or pity. Now that he saw the worry on Sean's face though he felt like an ass on top of already feeling like a jealous jerk.

"I put the groceries away. I was going to try to make dinner myself but thought that might be a bad idea." Adam forced himself to turn back around and face his friend, attempting a smile at the small joke. 

"Yeah, I like my kitchen the way it is, thanks. Black smoke stains wouldn't do much for the décor." He couldn't make the smile stick. The small sense of re-calibration he'd found as he walked seemed to be slipping away from him as he was faced with Sean again. He should have told him how he felt a long time ago, shouldn't have waited for Tyler to come back and destroy everything before it had barely even had a chance to start. Adam really needed to close this conversation and lock himself up in his room...maybe take a bottle of vodka with him.

"He just stopped by to drop off some stuff," Sean explained as Adam's eyes landed on a box by Sean's feet. He tried to ignore the curling anger that snuck back up on him but couldn't, all he could see was Sean enveloped by that hulking mass, his body curled into Tyler like he couldn't get enough of him. 

His final inch of control snapped so hard he physically jerked, and was unable to stop himself from stalking towards Sean and dropping to his knees in front of him. He grasped his best friend by the sides of the face and pulled him down, latching onto those full lips hungrily. He was surprised when Sean's mouth parted above his, allowing his tongue to snake in and possess his mouth the way he wanted to possess his body. His hands moved from Sean's neck to his waist, tugging up his polo shirt until they had to break the kiss to free the material. The skin beneath his hands was soft over top the tight muscles. He knew this body so well, had become achingly familiar with it over the past few months. He knew just how hard to nip at Sean's nipples, knew exactly how he liked to be gripped. It was all out the window tonight though. His body was on autopilot and he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to. He forced his mouth away from Sean's and bit at skin as he traveled down that smooth chest, then twirled his tongue around a tight nipple before taking it between his teeth and pulling on it. The moan that came out of Sean's mouth nearly had him losing it in his jeans. 

God, he loved those sounds, the audible confirmation that he was enjoying Adam's attention. Wanting to hear Sean moan again, he licked his way down his tight abdomen while his hands busied themselves by freeing him of the dark jeans he wore. He was the one that moaned as Sean's stiff cock popped against his jaw when he pulled the pants and boxers off in one shot. 

Needing to taste him, he opened his mouth wide and stared up at Sean as he took in the mushroom head of that deep red flesh. His eyes were closed, his head tilted back. Adam wished he would look at him, watch him as he took that cock deeper into his throat. He wished he could watch those eyes fill with lust for him...with love for him. 

Shaking the sappy thoughts out of his head, he re-focused his attention on the hard cock that was penetrating his mouth. He snaked his arm around Sean's thigh, his hand grabbing onto the ass that drove him crazy just to look at. Feeling it under his skin, holding on as the muscles tensed and relaxed underneath him; that was heaven. 

"Look at me." he didn't recognize the voice that came out of his own mouth. The eyes that shifted to meet his were full of lust, but suddenly that wasn't enough for Adam. He wanted to claim every inch of Sean's body, to make it clear that he belonged to Adam...if only for now. 

Unable to reign in his self-control any longer Adam pulled Sean up against him, so they were connected from waist to shoulders, and devoured that sweet, hot mouth. His dark eyes stayed locked on Sean's sea green ones and he was grateful the other man didn't look away; it would have felt too much like rejection in that moment.

He walked them to his bedroom and all but threw Sean onto his bed, pouncing on him before he'd stopped bouncing from the impact and attacking that mouth again. Too impatient to wait any longer he grabbed the lube from the nightstand and worked it onto his fingers. He pressed a finger against the puckered skin and moaned at the tight heat as it slipped inside, he needed to feel that around his cock, he needed to pound into that beautiful ass. He watched the pleasure on Sean's face as he slipped in another, and then a third finger. Sean's hand came down to grip his own cock and Adam watched him stroke it in long, even movements as he rolled a condom onto himself. 

"Do it, please." Sean's voice was as hoarse as it always was when he was turned on. Adam wasn't waiting to be asked again, he placed his thick dick head at Sean's slick opening and watched those green eyes lose focus as he slid home forcefully. Instead of the pleasure he expected at the tightness clutching his dick, Adam's stomach churned in anger; that he wasn't good enough for Sean, that the guy was going to leave him, that he was still in love with that asshole who didn't deserve him. Suddenly, he found himself pounding furiously into Sean, uncaring if he was being rough with him. He gripped the thick cock bouncing against Sean's stomach with each thrust and jerked it hard, causing his friend to buck against the onslaught and dig his head back into the pillow. 

Leaning down, Adam grabbed onto the thick, blond chin-length hair with his free hand and pulled Sean's face against his own, kissing him frantically as he kept pounding and jerking. And then he lost complete control, a feeling of disassociation spreading through him as he watched himself transform into someone he didn't want to be. 

"Tell me you want me," he growled against Sean's mouth, except he didn't give him a chance to respond. He just kept kissing and sucking and thrusting with his tongue. 

"Tell me," he demanded again, this time looking into his friend's eyes as he waited for a response. Sean brought his hands up to Adam's face, framing it lightly and bringing him down for a gentle kiss, then pulling away when Adam tried to deepen it again. 

"Yes, I want you." He lost it completely then, his body shooting into full spasms as he came hard into the condom, Sean's hot, tight grip milking him until there was nothing left to give. Sean went over the edge with him, hot ropes of come going all over his hand and stomach. 

He came back to himself as he unlatched his hand from Sean's softening cock. What the hell had possessed him to...do that to his best friend? His body started shaking in shame as he pulled out and slipped off the condom. He couldn't look at Sean, just turned and headed into the en-suite, dropping the condom into the trash and staring at the stranger looking back at him in the mirror. 

His eyes were hard, his jaw set tightly, his fist clenched to keep his hand from shaking. It was a wonder Sean hadn't run seeing Adam poised over him looking like a feral animal. Not able to stand looking at himself for another second he dropped to a crouch and buried his head in the arms that were braced against the sink in front of him. 

He wasn't sure how long he stayed like that, his face buried in the crook of his arms, struggling to keep his emotions in check, waiting for Sean to leave. But Sean didn't leave. The door to the bathroom opened behind him and he felt Sean crouch beside him, a hand pressing gently against his back then rubbing in small circles as if calming a small child. Or an animal. The steady massage circling his back was exactly what he needed to focus on to calm down enough to face his friend again. 

"I'm sorry," he managed to get out once he trusted himself to speak. He refused to meet Sean's eyes, though. Just kept his head buried in his arms and spoke to the floor.

"Look at me," his own words were repeated back to him in a much more steady and level tone than he'd used earlier. He supposed it was the least he could do, so he forced himself to meet his friend's eyes. 

"I don't need an apology, Adam. I was right there with you."

"No, that was...that wasn't fair to you." 

"You didn't do anything I didn't want you to. I'm not sure what you think you did, but I'm not upset with you."

"I was...angry. And I shouldn't have taken it out on you. Using you like that wasn't fair, I'm so sorry," he bit his lip to keep from crying but it was no use, so he just let the tears slip down his face and kept going, "And I'm sorry that I let things get this far. I didn't mean to, but everything you do just makes me crazy and happy and...I don't know what I'll do if you leave me Sean, I really don't. And I know that's not fair to you and I'm sorry about that too, but I love you. I'm so in love with you." He stopped there, his breath hitching as he ran out of steam. 

"Adam, look at me, please." he forced himself to look up at his friend again, and the look of sympathy on that face made him sick. He was going to let him down gently, like a great friend would. He couldn't bear that, but sure enough Sean stroked his cheek and began softly, "I can't—"

"We don't have to have this discussion. Let's just pretend it didn't happen, okay. I'm sorry, and I won't ever do that again. Please, just drop it." his friend just watched him seriously for a few moments then shook his head.

"You've had your turn, now it's mine. I think I deserve to be heard at least." He was right, of course. So Adam turned to face the man he loved, took a shaky breath, and prepared to be cut out of his life. 

"I can't think straight right now. There are too many emotions rolling around inside for me to make sense of any of them. I thought I was still in love with Tyler until just a few hours ago. I didn't realize I wasn't until I opened the door to find him there holding a box of my junk and felt nothing but... annoyance, actually. That he hadn't called first and then that he just assumed I'd jump right back into his arms when he decided he did want me after all. So stupid I've been this whole time, wasting my time on such a jerk. It was such a relief to know that he didn't matter anymore, but then you walked in and the look on your face..." Adam closed his eyes tightly, imagining what kind of horror Sean had seen in his face. 

The feel of his friend's hand on his jaw had him opening his eyes again. Sean's fingers traced his lips, then his hand cupped Adam's face. "I didn't know how you felt until that moment, and I'm still trying to process it all. So, I can't say it back. Not yet. I don't know if...when I will, but I'm not leaving. I want to give us a shot, if you'll let me."

He just blinked dumbly up at Sean for a few moments until the words sank in. "Are you sure?" he asked, immediately wanting to kick his own ass for placing any doubts into the guy's mind. 

"Yes, I'm sure. You've been amazing, as a lover and as a friend. And we've pretty much been together anyways, only without the title and obligatory relationship commitments. I want to make it official."

He watched Sean's mouth come closer then closed his eyes as it pressed gently against his in the sweetest kiss he'd ever received. 

"Now, how about a nice, hot bath. You're shivering." He wasn't about to tell him it wasn't from cold, so he allowed himself to be led to the edge of the tub as hot water was poured and bubbles added. Then he slipped in and opened his arms in encouragement, a smile spreading over his face when Sean stripped back out of his boxers and joined him. It hadn't exactly been the nice dinner and game he'd had planned for the evening, but somehow he couldn't bring himself to be disappointed about that.   Three months later...

Adam closed the apartment door behind him, dropping his briefcase and rolling his neck in exhaustion. What a hell of a day. He wanted a quick dinner and a bath to soothe his aching muscles and then to sprawl on the couch next to Sean, probably fall asleep pretending to watch TV before going off to bed and most decidedly not sleeping. 

He walked into the kitchen—and stopped dead. The table was set for two, a candle burning in the middle, a decanter of red off to the side, a salad sitting in the center waiting to be served. He hadn't noticed when he first came in, but now he inhaled the scent of cooking meat. Sean walked in from the other end of the room, a pair of wine glasses in his hands. 

"Oh, hey. I wasn't sure what time you were getting home, I know you said you'd be home late but...anyways, have a seat. Dinner's ready." He looked nervous, standing there behind the chair he'd pulled out for Adam as he spoke. But why shouldn't he be, he was the self-professed world's worst cook, and something as simple as preparing a salad and pasta would have sent him into a nervous fit. This definitely didn't smell like pasta, and Adam was pleasantly surprised that the apartment hadn't burned down and the food actually smelled quite appetizing. "Sit," Sean said, indicating the chair. Adam headed over and pressed a kiss to Sean's lips before taking a seat. 




Lovers and Friends



"You look tired."

"Yeah, it's been a long week. This looks great."

"It's just salad, can't really mess that up right? We'll see if you're still saying that when I bring out the rest," he laughed, just as Sean had expected him to, and felt the stress melt away as they ate and talked about their day. Sean carefully placed the food on the table and nervously watched Adam as he tasted everything. Adam couldn't help the wide smile that was splayed across his face the entire time. The roast beef was dry, and the mashed potatoes were salty, and there was waaaaay too much vinegar in the vinaigrette. It was the best meal he'd ever had. "It's perfect." he told Sean with a smile, reaching over to clasp his hand. 

He was still amazed every time they shared a moment like this, something more than friends would do. Still so blindingly happy that Sean had wanted to stay with him and make their relationship work. And it had worked. So well that Adam's absolute favourite time of the day was coming home to see what Sean had been up to. Sure they'd lived together for a while now, but it was different being able to openly appreciate his boyfriend blasting his music and painting in the solarium, or blasting his music and engrossed in his latest design on his precious Macbook, or even better, blasting his music and dancing around the place in his boxers. Those nights they usually skipped dinner altogether. 

Their meal finished, they worked quietly together in the kitchen to clean up. Adam was just setting the dishwasher when he felt Sean's arms wrap around his waist and his head rest between his shoulder blades. 

"Thank you," he said against Adam's back, his arms squeezing tightly. 

"I think it works the other way around, babe. I'm supposed to be thanking you."

"That was horrible and you know it. But thank you, for eating it anyways." 

He turned to face the love of his life, "It was perfect, Sean. Just like you." 

"I can't cook, I snore, and I'm pretty sure my dancing looks as horrible to everyone else as it does to me."

"The meal was great, you're really cute when you snore, and your dancing is very, very enjoyable." Sean laughed and shook his head, then pulled Adam's mouth down to his. "I love you."

Adam blinked stupidly and tried to kiss Sean back, but all he could feel was his heart beating in his ears. 

"I love you," he repeated, bringing his hands to the back of Adam's neck and pulling him down again. 

"I love you too," he whispered against Sean's mouth, unable to mask the sudden hoarseness in his voice. He hadn't said those words to Sean since that first time, not wanting him to feel pressured into saying it back. His lover smiled up at him and then licked his way into Adam's mouth. He'd expected a tender kiss, but his lover apparently had something else in mind because he attacked Adam's mouth. 

Tongues clashed, teeth scraped, and suddenly Adam felt Sean grip his shoulders tightly and jump to wrap his legs around Adam's waist. He pushed them back against the kitchen counter for leverage and stroked his hard cock against Sean's through their jeans. If this was what he wanted, Adam was more than happy to oblige. 

"Adam." It was half plea, half moan as Adam pulled his mouth away from Sean's and latched onto the pulse that beat on the side of his neck. They were way too old and mature for hickeys, so he'd call the mark left behind when he pulled away a love bite. Fuck that was hot, the way the flesh was already turning from bright red to deep purple...he had to give him a matching one on the other side. Sean moaned louder and arched into him, his feet digging into Adam's ass and bringing them even closer together. 

"Fuck me, please." He pulled back to look down at his lover's face and was blown away by the lust in those hooded green eyes. They had always had really good sex, but the way Sean was looking up at him now was explosive. He eased his lover onto the counter then rushed to take off his suit and strip Sean of his jeans and plain black t-shirt; exposing the expanse of soft, hard muscle he could never get enough of. Those hard abs pulled tight as Sean brought his legs up again to wrap around Adam's waist, the angle bringing their dicks together in delicious friction. 

Sean used his new leverage to buck against Adam while their tongues tangled and their hands grasped wildly at any bare skin they could latch onto. When he couldn't take it anymore Adam gripped Sean's hard cock in his fist, spreading slick pre-cum over the head and setting a steady pumping rhythm. He loved hearing the sounds that came from Sean when he jerked him off, almost as much as when his mouth was full of Adam's cock and he could do nothing but grunt and moan around it. 

"Suck me." It was more command than plea but Sean didn't seem to mind as he hopped off the counter and slid to his knees in front of him. He loved the way his purple cock looked as it slid between Sean's lips, especially when they were red and swollen from his kisses the way they were now. He felt Sean's tongue swirl around his head then sweet, hot suction as he was taken down deep to the back of his throat. He let out a harsh curse, but kept his eyes on his lover, marveling at the way those talented hands worked with that luscious mouth to bring him to the edge. One hand curled around his dick at the base to keep him from losing it, the other tugged hard on his nuts, the sensation like shooting bolts up his shaft and down his legs.

"Stop, I'm going to lose it." Sean didn't seem to mind that idea if the deep groan was any indication. "No, I want to finish inside you." The groan was louder this time and he let Adam's head go with a pop before hoping back on the counter and leaning back on his elbows. His heavy cock lay stiff on his stomach, still bouncing from the momentum, and Adam could see Sean's tight hole between his spread legs, just begging for attention. 

He couldn't resist leaning forward and running his tongue over that puckered rim. Sean's sharp intake of breath made him chuckle and do it again...and a few more times, until he had to hold his lover's hips down to keep him from bucking, and maybe to torture him a little too. Adam slipped a finger into his mouth and added it to his tongue as it slid inside the tight hole. "Fuck, more." He met Sean's eyes as they watched him and slicked up another finger before adding it to the first. His lover bucked against him as he slid them in slowly. 

"Faster, please Adam, hard." he had to grip the base of his own dick tightly to keep from exploding, because the way Sean begged sounded so damn good he wanted to make him keep doing it. He added a third finger, slowly sliding it in with the others, refusing to allow them to graze Sean's prostate. He wanted him wild, but not over the edge. Not yet. 

"God you're such a fucking tease, more, please Adam." As much as he hated to deny him anything, Adam was enjoying this power way too much. "You beg so pretty, babe. Beg me some more." He wanted this to last, but he knew they were both too close to the edge. He wanted to hear Sean plead one last time before he gave them both what they needed. 

He got exactly what he wanted as he kept sliding those fingers in and out slowly, then raised his head and licked the drop of pre-cum on Sean's dick. He groaned at the steady stream of pleas but had to pull back before it was too late, mumbling about condoms and lube and wishing they kept a stash in the kitchen. 

"No," Sean's hand on his bicep stopped him as he rose. "I want just you, nothing between us." Adam breathed hard, the thought of being buried deep in Sean's ass with no barrier between them almost making him shoot his load. 

"We don't have to if you don't want, I just...I know we're both good and—" he cut him off with a rough kiss, not nearly enough to truly show Sean how much this all meant to him but it was all he had at the moment, because suddenly his voice was gone. Yes, he knew they were both good; they'd been getting tested together for the previous ten years as best friends looking out for each other. He'd been thinking a lot about how clean they both were for the past month though, since their last test.

"Yes, Sean. I want to, so bad," he said, resting his forehead against Sean's and pulling him so their bodies were flush against each other. "I want you to take me like the last time, that was...so hot. But this time it will be better, with nothing between us." Adam understood from the look in Sean's eyes that he didn't just mean the condom, and that was better than anything else he could have said. 

This time when that thin strand of control snapped, it unleashed a swell of lust and love instead of anger. He welcomed it, allowing the rush of emotion to pour into him and guide his body. He lay Sean down on the thick matt on the floor and positioned himself between those muscular legs, spread so welcomingly for him. He was breathing heavy as he slid his aching cock over that spit-slicked entrance, testing and teasing before he completely lost it and hurt Sean. His lover groaned, but opened wider in encouragement. It was all he needed; he guided his thick head to the puckered flesh and rocked gently, pushing in deeper with every thrust until finally with one last hard push his balls came up against that sexy ass.

It was so good. The way Sean's muscles contracted around him and pulled him in deeper than he'd ever been. He reached down and gripped Sean's thick cock in one hand, and his curling blond hair in the other, pulling him up to plunge his tongue in that mouth at the same time he plunged his dick deep inside him, mimicking that night when everything had changed between them. 

Sean's fingers dug into Adam's hip, somehow pulling him even closer, encouraging him to keep his wild pace. And then his best friend lost it, shooting all over his stomach as Adam kept pumping and kissing and thrusting. Until the convulsions from Sean's orgasm sent him into his own, his hips locking hard as he pulsed deep inside Sean, sending his come into his lover. It was incredible, and so intense he lost his balance when it was done, falling heavily onto Sean who held him in the cradle of his legs and stroked his sweat-soaked hair.

"I think I need to cook more often," Sean said, still breathing heavily against the top of Adam's head. "If this is my reward."

"Let's not get carried away now," Adam joked, fully expecting the yank on his hair. "You know, if I knew you were so good at begging I'd have made you do it a long time ago." 

"Let's not get carried away now," Sean laughed. But he kept stroking Adam's hair, and holding him against sweat-soaked skin. Adam closed his eyes and allowed himself to take in this perfect moment.



Lovers and Friends



Harry and Selena had been best friends for as long as they could remember. They had met in middle school and had been attached at the hip ever since. They were now in their freshman year at college (of course attending the same university) and they were as close as ever.

Harry was a frat boy, but he always hung out with Selena, whose idea of fun was eating pizza and watching movies rather than getting drunk. She was, after all, his special girl. Harry had a reputation on campus, although not nearly as bad as the other boys he chose to hang out with. Selena's reputation was more of a good girl, which caused everyone to question them. How could a good girl like her hang out with a guy like him?

But things had slowly begun to change once Harry got a girlfriend. Her name was Samantha, and Selena couldn't stand her. Some time ago, Selena had come to terms with the fact that she was in love with Harry. Despite how close they were, she never felt adequate enough to be his girlfriend, so she never made a move. But this Samantha? She had bad news written all over her.

She was an older sorority girl, with DD breasts and long blonde hair. She was tall, almost as tall as Harry, standing at 5'10. Her legs were mile long and toned, much like the rest of her body. She had an exotic look to her and Selena found out, to her dismay, that she was of Brazilian and Vietnamese descent. She didn't stand a chance.

It didn't surprise her when she began to see less and less of Harry, but that didn't stop her from being sad, and a bit frustrated. Who was this girl to take her best friend from her? She wanted to rip the extensions off the girl and send her packing back to Brazil or Asia or wherever.

One Friday night, she was alone again in her dorm room, watching reruns of Friends. It was her favorite show and she never got tired of it. Her roommate, Danielle, was getting ready to leave for a big party at one of the fraternity houses.

"Are you sure you don't wanna come?" She asked again, even as she grabbed her clutch, signaling she was ready to leave.

"I'm positive. I'd rather sit here, watching Friends and eating ice cream, than being at some party surrounded by drunks and sluts. No offence." She grinned at the older girl, who laughed as she shook her head.

"Suit yourself. But I'm telling you, moping around in here isn't going to do you any good." Danielle shook her head as she headed for the door. "Don't wait up, hopefully I won't be back tonight."

"You are so bad," Selena said with a laugh as Danielle winked at her, shutting the door behind her.

Selena sighed as she realized, once again, she was all alone. She set her pint of Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey down on her nightstand as she sat up in bed. Maybe Danielle was right, maybe she should get out more. Maybe she'd meet a nice guy, one who'd see her for her, one who didn't like exotic girls with big breasts. Maybe.

She heard a soft, double knock on her door and she shouted for whoever it was to come in. She figured it was Danielle, who forgot her key on a daily basis. Her eyes widened in surprise when she didn't see her roommate, but a tall male in her place. Harry.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" She asked, running her fingers self-consciously through her wavy black tresses.

"I came to see my best friend," he informed her as he shut the door behind him, sitting in front of her. "Is that a crime?"

"No, I just...it's been a while." Regaining her voice, she added coolly. "Plus, there's a huge party tonight. I figured you'd be there with Samantha."

"Nah, I had to come see my favorite girl. It's been a while, you know? I missed you." He smiled that familiar crooked smile and it made her wonder how she could've ever thought about finding a better guy. There was no better guy.

"It has. I missed you too." She blushed as she added hastily, "how's Samantha? Are you guys...okay?"

"Oh yeah, Sam's great," he assured her with a dismissive wave of his hand. "But I didn't come here to talk about her; I came here to be with you. How are you?"

"I'm okay. As good as a girl who gets ditched by her best friend could be." She had meant it to sound more playful than it did, but she was hurt. She didn't expect him to understand, though.

"Selena..." He immediately softened as he laid beside her, turning on his side so they can look each other in the eye. "I'm sorry, okay? I've just been busy, which is no excuse. I'm never too busy for you."

"Is that why I've been best friendless for the past two weeks?" She asked sarcastically and he bit his lip, guilt heavily weighing him down.

"I already said I was sorry, what more can I say?" He asked and she turned the other way.

"Nothing, just go. I'm sure there's some blonde waiting for your attention." Her sniffling got his attention and he moved closer to her, his arm wrapped around her waist.

"It's not like that, okay? I love you; you're very special to me..."

"Maybe if I had big breasts and looked like a Victoria's Secret model you'd be into me, but I get that you're not. I'm no sorority girl." She had turned back over to look at him, big brown eyes glossy, and his mossy greens widened in surprise.

"Is that really what you think about yourself?" He asked her, and when she nodded, he shook his head.

"Selena," he began carefully, taking her hand in his. "When I see you, I see the most beautiful girl in the world. Okay, so you don't have huge tits. Big deal. You have a nice body and an even nicer face. You aren't ugly, and you could be a sorority girl if you wanted to be. Okay?"

She looked up into his eyes, nodding slowly as she whispered, "okay."

He gazed into her eyes, his own reflecting back at him, and he shivered. He had never felt this way before. He had never felt this certain. She really had no idea how she affected him. 

He leaned in slowly, hot breath on her face, and her eyelids fluttered shut. His lips were on hers in an instant and she couldn't help but put her hand on his cheek, deepening their kiss. His hand moved to her slim waist, holding her closer as they continued to kiss. His tongue rubbed against her bottom lip and she parted them, allowing the tip of her tongue to rub against his before allowing him access to her.

He slowly rolled on top of her, careful not to put all his weight on her. Their tongues rubbed sensually together as he slowly slid his free hand up her shirt, giving her breast a squeeze, eliciting a sweet little moan from her. Her breast filled his hand nicely and it made him sigh. When they were sixteen, he had come across a bra of hers while waiting in her room when she had gone to the bathroom. The band had read 34B. Ever since that day, he had been dying to get a good look at them.

He parted lips with her in order to pull the oversized sweater off of her body. He was glad she hadn't worn a bra. She was blushing as he gazed lustfully at the soft mounds on her chest. Her breasts had filled out a bit since two years ago, but they were still the perfect size, in his opinion. Her skin was creamy with a hint of a tan to it, topped with two perky pink nipples. He wet his lips just looking at them.

As he leaned closer into her, she whispered, "I-I've never done this before...any of this. Please be gentle."

"As if I'd be anything but," he replied, voice slightly raspier as he cupped one breast in his large hand and placed the other on her hip. It didn't surprise him to find out that she was a virgin. Despite being undeniably gorgeous, she was also undeniably innocent. At eighteen years old, he suspected there were fourteen year olds with more experience than she.

His lips wrapped around the pert pink nub and he started to suck, slowly yet sensually. He gazed at her as he did so, watching as she slowly closed her eyes, gasping in pleasure. He stroked her tiny hip slowly as he kissed her hardened nipple, continuing to suck on it. His tongue streaked out to lick around it and he raised his hand to the other breast. He pinched the neglected nipple between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it as she let out the sweetest little moans. Her hips automatically jutted up, coming into contact with his growing erection, and he hummed around her nipple.

"Harry, please," she whispered as he continued to suck and rub at her nipples, pleasure filling her stomach. She felt warm all over and although it was a new feeling, she liked it. He continued to suck on her nipples, alternating between breasts, as his other hand traveled down her flat stomach and to the lacy hem of her pink panties. 

He kissed down from her breasts to her hipbones, leaving little love bites in his trail, before sitting up on his knees. He grabbed the sides of her lacy pink panties, hooking them around his fingers, and slowly pulled them down her legs, tossing them off the bed and onto the floor where her sweater was.

She bit her lip, blushing as she hesitated to spread her lightly tanned legs, revealing her shaved pink pussy to him. He could tell by looking at her that she was wet and his mouth watered at the thought of tasting her delicious center.

He pressed kisses on her legs, then on her thighs, spreading them apart as he kissed her inner thighs. Her breath hitched as he got closer and closer to her pussy. The closer he got the more anxious and worried she became. What if he didn't like the way she tasted? What if she wasn't what he expected? 

Her fears, however, instantly melted once he planted a kiss on her clit. She sighed in pleasure, although her breath instantly hitched when he locked his lips around her clit and started to suck on it. Pleasure shot through her like never before. She gasped, gripping the bed sheets as he swirled his tongue around her clit, causing her legs to quiver.

He grinned as he realized how sensitive she was and he moved a little lower, wanting to prolong her climax a little more. His tongue dipped between her folds, causing her breathing to even out a little more, which changed when he began to dart his tongue in and out of her tiny hole.

"H-Harry, oh." She gasped, moaning softly in pleasure as she became even wetter around his tongue, slowly rocking into his mouth. This only further encouraged him and he buried his face in her mound, swirling his tongue around inside of her in figure eights. She threw her head back against the pillow in pleasure, eyes squeezed shut, as she moaned loudly.

He grinned wickedly as he moved back to her clit, sucking for all he was worth as he slid a finger inside of her, listening to her soft cry. She felt tight around his finger and he knew she'd feel even tighter around his cock. Her legs were shaking as she felt stimulated by his tantalizing lips on her clit and the intrusion of his finger inside of her soaked pussy. When he added another finger she moaned loudly and came, without warning, all over his fingers.

He immediately withdrew his fingers, cleaning them off quickly, before lapping at her pussy greedily. She tasted sweet, as he expected, and he couldn't get enough of the taste of her sweet peach. She watched him hazily as she rocked her hips into his mouth, allowing him to clean her.

He sat up, pulling his shirt over his head, revealing his muscular and tattooed chest. She had seen it countless times and yet he still managed to make her drool every time. He hastily unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, glad he'd forgotten a belt. He felt instant relief once he released himself from the confines of his boxers, letting the cool air hit his cock.

Her eyes widened at the sight. It was nearly eight inches, cut, and curved slightly upward at the head. She was a bit nervous, seeing as this was her first time, and she tentatively reached out to grab a hold of it.

She slowly jerked his cock up and down, watching as he made a small noise of approval. He placed his hand over hers, making her fist a little tighter, and she began to pump him with slight vigor. She got into it, intent on pleasing him the way he had pleased her, and she even looked him in the eye as she kitten licked the tip, granted there was a heavy blush on her cheeks.

"You're doing fine," he assured her in a husky tone as he held her hair back in a ponytail, watching his sweet best friend, suck on the tip of his cock. Never in a million years had he thought he'd get so lucky.

She pumped the base of his cock a little harder, gradually taking more and more of his cock in her mouth until most of it was in. She closed her eyes, humming in approval as she sucked, swiping her tongue out to wet the underside and clean the precum off the tip. Her hands moved up and down quickly as she jerked him into her mouth, widening her mouth to take him as deeply as she could. She couldn't quite deepthroat but it didn't matter; her warm mouth felt heavenly wrapped tightly around his cock.

"Selena, fuck," he growled as he gripped her hair a little tighter, guiding her a little faster by her ponytail up and down his cock. She let him, sucking eagerly as she moaned around his cock. She used her other hand to rub her clit gently, surprising him. She was just full of surprises tonight.

"I'm close," he warned her with a grunt and, while he did want to finish in her mouth, he didn't want to ruin the moment if she didn't like the taste. He pulled out of her mouth when he felt he could hold back no longer, getting her to hold her breasts together. Then, he came all over her glorious tits with a loud groan.

She kissed the tip of his cock after he was done, licking it and giving it a gentle suck to make sure it was all out, and he used his cell phone to snap a picture of her cum covered tits and flat stomach. He made sure to keep her face out of the picture. 

After he set his cell phone aside again, he turned to look at her. She had cleaned the cum off her tits and was now lying flat against the bed, arms raised above her head, legs wide open. She was ready and willing, and who was he to deny his favorite girl pleasure?

He immediately moved between her legs, rubbing her nipples and down her petite body to the folds of her pussy. As he gazed into her eyes, he held her lips open with one hand and positioned his cock with the other.

"This is going to hurt at first," he warned her softly, and she nodded her head, letting out the breath she had been holding.

"I know," she whispered, wrapping her legs around his waist.

"I'll be as gentle as I can," he promised, hovering over her, and she nodded her head.

Once he had the head pressed against her entrance, he placed his hands in hers, squeezing them. She gazed into his eyes as he slowly pushed into her. He felt her hymen and, with one sharp movement, tore it. She gasped, tears rising to her eyes, and squeezed his hands.

He winced, moaning in pleasure. She felt so fucking tight. He knew it had to have hurt, more than she led on. He kept pushing in slowly, waiting until he was buried inside her tight hole to stop moving.

"I'm sorry," he whispered as he peppered her face in kisses.

"It hurts," she whimpered, "make it stop."

"It'll stop soon, I promise," he whispered back, and for a few seconds they waited, bodies touching. Then, very slowly, he felt her pussy unclench around him just the slightest, giving him room to move. He was glad she was so wet, otherwise it would've hurt even more.

He kissed her jawline down to her neck, pressing soft little kisses there as he slowly thrusted in and out of her tiny pussy. She felt so tight and warm around his cock he had to make sure he didn't cum too soon. He wanted to please her, and he was determined to make her cum.

She let out little gasps in his ear as painful pleasure consumed her. She spread her legs a little wider, taking his large cock inside of her tiny teen body. Her hands were above her chest, causing her to squirm slightly as she tried to free them.

"Harder," she whispered out, surprising both him and herself. He nodded, letting her hands go as he held onto the curves of her hips.

Her hands moved to his back, scraping against his back muscles as his cock pumped in and out of her tight pussy. She moaned in pleasure, the pain slowly melting away. She craved him and she wanted him all.

"Fuck, you're tight," he whispered in her ear, giving her round little ass a squeeze as she moaned. "This pussy is mine."

His dirty talk made her blush, but she actually liked it. She nodded, moaning as she gripped the bed sheets in one hand and his shoulder in the other.

"It feels so good," she moaned as she spread her legs a little wider, gasping as he picked up the pace. "Right there, oh god, it feels so good."

His balls began to slap against her ass as he sped up his movement, hips starting to smack into hers as he dug his nails into her hips, moaning her name in pleasure. She closed her eyes, head thrown back, and he took the opportunity to start rubbing her clit wildly.

"Fuck," she moaned, legs starting to shake and twitch. "Harder, Harry, harder."

He grunted, spreading her legs as wide as possible as he slammed his hips into hers, causing her to gasp. She felt sore, but she loved it. He looked in the mirror, getting even more turned on as he watched himself fucking her, watching her moan and spread her legs in the mirror. He looked down, watching his cock disappearing in her tiny hole, and sped up more.

Selena was panting as she scratched up his back, moaning loudly as their hips smacked into each other, her eyes squeezed shut. Harry spanked her ass once, causing her to squeal, and continued to thrust hard and fast inside of her.

She felt so tight and wet, her pussy was his oasis. He could fuck her every day of the week, he'd never get tired of the way her pussy gripped his cock, practically milking the cum from him.

"That's it, baby, you like this? Like getting fucked? Mm, I bet you do," he growled out as their hips snapped together, listening to her cries of pleasure.

"Yes, yes, I love it! Don't stop, don't ever stop," she moaned loudly as he turned her over. She gasped at the sudden position change, gripping the headboard as he held her hips and slammed into her.

He was pounding in and out of her pussy from behind, tiny pussy wetting his cock. Her juices dripped down her thighs as she whimpered, warning him of how close she was. He spanked her ass twice, watching her fair-skinned cheeks redden, and she surprised him when she sat up.

She hooked her arm around his neck from behind, his arm wrapped around her waist as he pulled her closer to him. She cried out as his cock found her g spot from this angle, breathing heavily as he slammed into it over and over again, causing her to get even tighter.

"Fuck, Harry! There, please, there!" Her cries grew and grew as he continued pumping into it, turning her back over into her original position.

Their hands intertwined again, over her head, as her legs shook. Her pussy tightened again and her body began to shake as she cried out for him again and again, cumming hard on his cock as she had an orgasm.

He groaned, "fuck, Selena, I'm coming!"

With a loud cry, he came deep inside of her pussy, flooding him with her cum, and she continued to shake against him. It felt warm, almost comforting, and she moaned loudly. Her own body was experiencing tremors of pleasure and she shook, gazing at him lustfully.

Slowly, very slowly, he came to a stop inside of her. He slowly pulled out of her, groaning in satisfaction when he watched his cum dribble out of her used hole and drip down her leg. He dropped her hands slowly, rolling off of her and laying his head on the pillows.

"That felt so good," she whispered as she snuggled into his chest, and he wrapped his arm around her waist.

"It'll feel even better after round two," he said with a cheeky grin, and she couldn't help but laugh.