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 Chapter 17 Sam and Gina hardly made it into her room before they were madly
tearing each other's clothes off.  "Oh, God," Gina moaned, as Sam tossed
her bra aside and took a hard nipple into his mouth, "I've never been this
horny."

   Sam paused long enough to say, "It looked like your Dad and Angie were
feeling kind of hot and bothered, too."

   "Yeah.  Oh...yes...please, keep doing that.  I've never seen them act
like that.  It must be catching."

   "Mmm." Sam moved up to Gina's lips and kissed her fiercely.  Her mouth
opened, and their tongues arced together, flirting, struggling.  "Well,
I've caught it," he said breathlessly.  "God, I want you so badly."

   "You've got me," Gina said.  "Any way you want me."

   Sam unbuttoned her fly and yanked her jeans and panties down.  Gina put
a hand on his shoulder for balance and stepped out of them.  She stood
beautifully nude before him, her eyes glowing with lust.  The hard muscles
of her gymnast's body were softened by feminine contours: tight ass
smoothing into gently curving hips; breasts standing proudly above her flat
stomach, which sloped down to the damp curls of her aroused sex.  Her hair,
slightly tousled, brushed the elegant line of her neck.  She was an erotic
vision, skin flushed with need, moist lips parted, looking at him, wanting
him.

   "You're so beautiful," Sam said wonderingly, and Gina's look of need
gained an addition of tenderness as she smiled almost shyly.  Sam rose to
his feet and took her back into his arms, kissing her.  He felt her smooth
skin against his bare chest, nipples poking into him.  Her breath was warm
as she nuzzled his throat.  Sam swept her up into his arms and gave her
another kiss, then tossed her onto the bed, exciting a gasp of startled
laughter.

   "Careful how you throw me around!" Gina said huskily, twining her arms
around him as he lay down beside her, "You might break me."

   "God forbid," Sam said, running a hand over her breast.  Gina shivered
with pleasure and moaned softly.  "Yesterday was your first time," he
mentioned.

   "Yes...I can hardly believe it," Gina said, eyes fluttering closed with
lust.

   "How do you feel?  Are you still sore?"

   "A little," she admitted.  "But I still want you!"

   Sam laughed.  "And you'll have me," he said.  "But there are other ways.
Hold still now."

   He kissed his way down her throat, nibbled at her collarbone, moved down
to her breasts.  His tongue flicked over a nipple, once, twice, then he
took it into his mouth and sucked.  He switched breasts, his fingers
tugging lightly at the nipple he'd just released while he licked and sucked
the other.  Then he moved lower, kissing and licking his way over her
stomach.

   Gina giggled a bit.  "That...kind of tickles..." she whispered, then
shuddered as he moved to her inner thigh.  Her legs parted before his
approach, opening to him.  Sam paused a moment to look up her body at her
face, smiling.

   "You're so sexy," he said.  "I love you." Then his tongue moved over her
cunt and Gina's world exploded in pleasure.

  
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   Roberto and Angie prepared for bed much as usual; except it wasn't very
usual at all.  Roberto looked at Angie, as she removed her dress and hung
it neatly in the closet, thinking (as he often did) how lucky he was that
such a lovely young woman would want him.  Angie caught him looking and
smiled at him, her long brown hair spilling about her shoulders, making his
heart contract as their eyes met.

   "You're so beautiful," Roberto said.  "I'm a lucky man."

   Angie seemed to melt, smiling at him so happily that he wondered why he
didn't tell her more often how much she meant to him.  He took her in his
arms and kissed her, then cradled her against his chest.

   "I hope the kids are doing all right," he said irrelevantly.

   Angie laughed and pulled his head down for another kiss.  "Forget about
them; they'll be fine," she advised.  "You should concentrate on me.  If
you play your cards right, I just might fuck your brains out tonight."

   Roberto was a little startled, but then he grinned.  "Then I think I'll
play my cards very carefully," he said, and slid his hand up to unhook her
bra and throw it aside.

  
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   Gina was floating on a tide of bliss.  She had touched herself in the
past, and Sam had touched her the night before, but it was nothing compared
to the exquisite sensation of his tongue moving teasingly over her clit. 
Sam had slid a finger into her, and was stroking the inside of her cunt in
time with the stimulation of his tongue; he'd found a particular spot that
sent a pleasant burn radiating from her crotch throughout her body.  Sam
seemed to sense exactly how close she was to orgasm, and sped up or slowed
down accordingly, slowly moving her closer without ever quite letting her
arrive.  Gina was now working her own tits with her hands, vainly squeezing
and twisting her nipples to try to push herself over the edge into ecstasy.

   "Oh, please, Sam," she begged.  "Just finish it.  I need to come so
badly...I'm so close...oh, please, God, I feel so good, I can't take this
much longer...please...please...I need it...please..."

   Whether responding to her pleas or not, Sam gradually sped the movements
of his tongue and fingers.  Gina began to toss her head from side to side,
almost feverishly, groaning at the feelings pouring through her.  She was
so close...she could feel it approaching...it was building up in her.

   "Oh, fuck, oh, God, Sam, oh!" she screamed as the orgasm seared along
her overstimulated nerves -- a surge of ecstasy that grew, and went on, and
on, and on.

  
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   "Oh, God, Roberto," Angie moaned, "that feels so fucking good...please
keep doing that...oh, yes, yes!"

   Roberto diCosta did not ordinarily enjoy going down on a woman, and his
lovemaking with Angie rarely involved oral sex.  But tonight he was lapping
away at her pussy as if his life depended on it, and doing a better job
than he had ever done.  Angie felt as if she would fly apart from the sheer
sensuality of it.  Her legs were spread wide as she lay naked on the big
bed, fingers combing through her husband's graying hair as he burrowed into
her pussy with enthusiasm.

   Then his finger slipped inside of her, to stroke in time with his
tongue; Angie felt a lightness come over her, and then the world dissolved
in a wave of pleasure.

  
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   When Gina revived a bit, she found herself cradled in Sam's arms, being
rocked gently.  For a minute or so she just let herself be held, smiling,
feeling a deep pool of happiness and contentment engulfing her.  She was
with Sam, and she was his.  Finally she heaved a great sigh and turned her
head to kiss him.

   "That was wonderful," Gina said seriously.  "I love you."

   "Me too," Sam said.

   "It's so strange," Gina went on.  "I mean, it's only been two days, but
I already feel like I could love you all my life and never get tired of
you. I feel like...I'm yours.  Like I'm meant to be with you."

   Sam tightened his arms around her for a moment, hugging her against his
chest.  "I'm glad you feel like that," he said.  "And...it hasn't been only
two days.  The sex, yes, but there's more between us than that."

   "True," Gina said, dimpling slightly, "but I've got to say, the sex is
pretty fucking awesome as well."

   Sam laughed.  "You're so shallow," he teased her.

   "Mmmm, you bet.  Shallow is my middle name.  Gina Shallow diCosta."

   They lay together for a while longer.  Sam began slowly running his hand
down Gina's arms as he held her, then lower to stroke her hip and ass. 
Gina snuggled back against him, feeling his cock stir against her through
the fabric of his trousers.

   "I haven't done anything for you, yet," she said.  "I'm being a very
selfish girlfriend."

   "Hmm," Sam said, his hand still moving.  "Shallow and selfish.  Don't
know what I see in you."

   "Must be my fabulous body," Gina said.  She reluctantly disengaged
herself from Sam's arms and sat up.  Fumbling a little with the zipper, she
unfastened Sam's trousers and pulled them down and off, followed by his
boxers.  Her eyes drank in his nude body, thin but muscular from hours
sparring and working out in the gym.  His cock was firmly erect now. 
Almost hesitantly, Gina leaned forward and gave the tip a tentative lick,
making it twitch in response.

   "That feels so good," Sam whispered, his eyes on her intently.

   "Tell me what to do," Gina said, leaning forward again.  "I want to make
this as good as I can." Sam sighed in pleasure as her lips took him in.

  
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   "Oh, Angie, that feels so good," Roberto groaned.

   Angie sucked her husband's cock almost worshipfully, savoring the feel
of it as her tongue swirled over the head and her lips rose and fell along
the shaft.  Soft moans told her how much Roberto was enjoying this, and she
felt emboldened, felt like she could try anything and enjoy it.  Her little
hand encircled his shaft and began pumping in the same rhythm as her head
bobbed up and down on him.  The salty taste of his pre-cum was in her
mouth, and she loved it.  She could hardly wait for him to come.  She
wanted his cum to flood her mouth and slide smoothly down her throat. 
Before, that idea had never appealed to her, but now it seemed the perfect
ending.

   Roberto could hardly believe the two of them.  He hadn't been this
turned out since he was a teenager, but this experience bore little
resemblance to the awkward fumblings of his youth.  He and Angie moved
together perfectly, their bodies seeming made to bring each other pleasure.
His thoughts flicked briefly to the young people in Gina's room.  Earlier,
he would have felt that sex was something he needed to protect Gina from,
to preserve her until she was old enough to handle it, and handle herself.
But now...she was really a young woman, and Sam was a good man.  And if
they enjoyed even a tenth the bliss that he and Angie did, it wouldn't be
right to deny them.

   His hips were starting to pump up and down reflexively.  Roberto
couldn't hold himself still; he was practically fucking Angie's mouth as he
pushed his cock in and out between her lips.  She didn't seem to mind,
though.  Her eyes were closed with pleasure, and a little whimpering sound
from her throat showed how much she was liking this.  Roberto felt his
balls tightening, the tingle that signaled his approaching orgasm.

   "I'm going to come, Angie," he said, panting.  She didn't even pause; if
anything, her movements became more rapid, and a low moan of anticipation
came from her.

   "I'm going to come," he repeated, lingering over the words.  "I'm going
to come in your mouth...my cum in your mouth..." Angie moaned again, more
loudly.  The vibration pushed Roberto past the brink, and with a loud groan
Roberto climaxed, his cock sending spray after spray of semen into Angie's
eager mouth.

  
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   "Oh, God, yes, Gina, yes!" Sam gasped, and his prick erupted into her
mouth.  Gina's mouth filled with his cum; she swallowed, then swallowed
again.  It tasted good, and felt good; with her tongue she swirled it
around her mouth like a fine wine.  She could barely believe how much she
had enjoyed sucking Sam off.  She'd been eager to please him, of course;
she'd loved the touch of his tongue on her, and wanted to reciprocate.  But
she hadn't expected to love giving head.  He stopped coming, and she leaned
back with a sigh, breathing deeply and stretching her shoulders and neck.
It was a bit of an awkward position; she needed more practice to get used
to it.  She was really looking forward to getting that practice.

   Sam pulled her down onto the bed again, to lie happily in his arms. 
Gina felt more at peace than she had in a long time.  She really had
everything that she wanted right now -- life, family, school.  And now Sam.

   "That was fabulous," Sam said.

   Gina laughed softly.  She was so happy that she couldn't help it.

   "I think I liked that almost as much as you did," she confessed.

   "Hard to believe," Sam grinned, "but I hope so."

   They lay together quietly for a while, just enjoying their physical
closeness.  After a minute, Sam frowned and raised his head a little.

   "Listen," he said.  "Do you hear something?"

   Gina listened carefully.  Yes, there was something...a low sound,
somewhere in the house, loud enough to come through the walls.  What was
it? She couldn't quite place it.  Then, suddenly, it came to her, and she
laughed.

   "I think," she said, looking back at Sam with her eyes sparkling, "those
are what you call moans of pleasure.  In fact, I'd guess I sounded quite a
bit like that a little while ago."

   As if in response, the sounds suddenly resolved themselves into words:
"Ooohhh, Robertooo..."

   Sam laughed too, and dropped his head back to the pillow.  "Come on,
then," he said.  "Let's see if we can give them some competition.