The Rhythm Method
  Jake was one of those guys who are super-annoying, conceited and proud, but
somehow manage to turn every woman to mush. His latest flings were with a 
ditsy cheerleader and a genunely nice, otherwise intelligent girl who was for
some reason unable to recognize Jake's sleazy hold on her. She was a fervent
Catholic who embraced the rhythm method, and had held onto her virginity until
a long and serious relationship that just receently ended badly. Jake the snake
moved in to strike at her weakest point, and regularly boasted of his exploits.
  "She's warming up to anal. It'll be this week, I swear. She lets me blindfold
her, and I make love to her that way, all tied up and shit," he claimed.
  "Bullshit, Jake, Amy's way too nice," Rob scoffed, but I was convinced. 'Ole
woody could tell when Jake was lying and when he spoke truth, and this story
was all too true. Rob walked off, letting us know he was a better human being.
He was, it's true, but he wasn't getting laid, either.
  "Do you ever leave her there, and like go to the store or to the bars?" I 
asked.
  "No, man, but that would be funny as shit!"
  "Jake, I bet you could leave Amy tied up, and go fuck Christy (the 
cheerleader) at her place, then come back and fuck Amy again!"
  "Woody, man, I thought you were a prick before, but now I know you are, that
is a very good suggestion." Jake and I slapped five.
  "So how will you do it? Is there a time of day you could get away with this?
Is she staying over on weekends, or what?"
  "Hmmm, Thursday we're hanging out, and Christy wanted to see me too, this may
set back the anal, but if it works, it'd be worth it. Ha, I won't even clean
up after fucking either of them, to save time, heheh." Jake continued boasting
of his plan, thinking aloud, believing that I was into his plan when I was
really just putting the finishing touches on my own.
  Thursday I ate an early dinner, and scooted over to Jake's place to hide out
in the overgrown area of brush. I was starting to get annoyed by the gnats and 
flies drawn to the wet ditch running behind me a ways when I finally saw Jake 
escort Amy through the outside front door. I waited until I heard their voices,
faintly, laughing and chattering in the upstairs apartment window. I scurried 
inside to wait outside the locked door to his suite. Then some more until she 
was squealing, and I heard slapping sounds. He had apparently tied her up and 
was spanking her or somesuch.The sound was distant from the entryway, which 
allowed me to proceed with plan A. I slid a credit card from my wallet and 
carefully, patiently picked until I could pry the catch back and the door 
creaked open. I crept into the apartment and paced until I decided the coat 
closet would be least used in these warm spring months. I made a space for 
myself, but found that the insulating coats made an effective soundproofing, and
I wanted to hear. So I tiptoed to his doorway, cringing as the floor creaked a 
couple times, and peeked into the bedroom where Jake had tied Amy's wrists
together and fastened them to a bedpost. She was blindfolded and her blouse was
opened away from me, her pants kicked off. Jake was pinching her cotton panties
into a tight V that left her ass cheeks bare, and teasingly surprising her from
behind with kisses, spankings, and cheap feels. Her body was incredible. 
Perfect, toned, tanned legs with cute painted toenails that squirmed each time
he spanked her; Tight round ass cheeks that shone white between her natural tan
line and where Jake had wedgied her panties to; flowing chestnut hair that swung
aside to give me a glimpse of her Ashley Judd profile - pointed button nose, 
full lips curled into a naughty smile, high cheekbones. Jake began circling her,
so I dashed into the bathroom to wait in the shower stall. Damn! Of course the 
narcissist would have a clear shower curtain. I waited in the bathroom none the
less.
  Soon, the randy playfulness developed into grunting, passionate foreplay, and
I heard Amy gasp as Jake filled her. "Mmmmm, Jake, you're so bad, put the condom
on, you know how the rhythm method works." Rhythm method? What is that? I heard
the latex snap as Jake donned the required sheath and demonstrated its presence
for his blinded girlfriend. I was hard as a rock listening to her squeals and
grunts as Jake fucked her silly.
  "Ohhh, I'm close, I want to come inside you baby," he begged.
  "Ohhh, I want that too, Jake, but you know we can't, least of all today. In another week."
  "Ohh, I'm gonna finish in your mouth then, so I can be inside you, Ok babe?"
  "Unnnh, ohh, um.... ok, I guess... Mphhh!" Jake had heard enough, and I was 
rock hard listening to her muffled gurgling grunts as she swallowed as much of 
his cum as she could. I tiptoed to the closet again to wait for his next move.
I could just make out his voice, then her high pitched exclamations and her
desperate pleas, no doubt objecting to being left alone, naked, tied up, with a
mouthful of cum. Right on cue, I heard a horn honk outside, and Jake finished
buckling his trousers to run from the apartment. I waited until the engine 
revved, and I started working like a machine. Amy was still calling out, not
very frequently, about how this was not funny and he would pay for this and that
he owed her a big orgasm how could he leave her wanting. I braced the door shut
with a chair, and turned on some soft music, and Amy, who had decided she really
was alone, began purring, "Mmmm, Jake, you are soooo bad, making me beg like
that, and Making me think you left me all alone here." I set up my video camera
on its tripod, started the film rolling, and stroked Amy's hair aside to give
me and the camera a view of her angelic smile as I kissed her lips, gently
savoring the stolen pleasure. "Mmmm, really, this is so unexpected, I really
thought you would leave me, but you're always surprising me with..." She stopped
talking as I locked lips with her, stripping off my shirt and gripping her face.
She squirmed up against me as best she could, pressing her bare breasts to my 
chest. I wanted to see her naked, to expose her lightly muscled back, but she
was as naked as I needed her to be and if Jake returned to find her blouse 
removed there would certainly be questions. I sucked her nipples, and toyed with
her breasts. "Ohhhh, Oh Jake, this is wonderful, like the first time we made 
love, I forgot how amazing it felt, I want to touch you back, please free my
hands,"
  Not a chance, lady. I touched her everywhere, dancing my fingertips over her
neck, her back, tracing circles around her perfect tits, plucking gently at her
nipples, so erect from exposure to the cool air and from my ministrations. I
kissed her, discovering her most sensitive, erogenous spots, on her neck, behind
her ears, the insides of her elbows. Then I dropped to her pussy, and thanked
the fates Jake had used a condom, her nearly bald lips were still clean, wet
more from her own cum than from the paltry lubrication of the condom. She gasped
and moaned, a low, long sound from her gut, as I parted her lips and kissed her 
hidden treasure. The pink button of pleasure swelled and seemed to push back
its hood as my tongue grazed it again and again, each time I teased it on my 
circuitous route. I spelled my name with my tongue, up and down, back and forth
across herquivering lips. When her breathing quickened, and her moans got higher
in pitch and intensity, I stood on the bed, and presented her with my swollen
cock. She laughed, a laugh of pleasure, as she sucked me deep into her throat, 
flikering her tongue over my shaft, then circling my deep red head with her
tongue, trailing copious saliva as she lubricated my love instrument. She still
had a drop of cum on her chin from Jake, and I was careful not to smear it, but
just let it dry in place. Oh, how I wanted to cum all over her face and leave
her that way for Jake to find and panic over. But I had deeper designs. 
  I stepped dwn beside her, and slid my cock between her thighs, back and forth
perpendicular to her tunnel, smearing our juices and her saliva, teasing her
clit. "Ohhh Jake, I can't believe how amazing you are. What am I doing wrong?"
  Huh?
  "Why aren't you hard? You still seemed a little small in my mouth, is it 
because we just did it?"
  Aha. Insulted, I decided I no longer felt as much pity for Amy the innocent
bystander. I positioned myself at her opening, and she shimmied back, hungry for
my manhood. I thrust, hard, and all seven inches of my obviously smaller cock
slid easily into her. "Mmmmmmm, ohhh that was amazing, it doesnt even hurt!" I
rolled my hips, taking my time, and slapped her ass hard. "Owww! Oh, you naughty
boy I'm so glad you turned me on to this stuff, it feels so good, and I feel so
bad!"  I repeated the performance a few times, still barely thrusting, allowing
her to stay near her climax and making sure I didn't cum too early. "Now you'd 
better not cum inside..." she started, and I chose this moment to pull out of 
her all at once, leving her empty and cutting off her admonishment. I let her
ache for a bit, until sh begged, "Ohhhh, Jake, please, it's too much, I need to
come. Pleeease?!" I winked and made the OK sign to the camera, which
was broadside to the action, and I licked a finger and rubbed her puckered pink
anus with my saliva. "Ohhhh, Jake, my pussy, my clit needs you, pleease!" she 
begged. I slid a finger from my left hand into her pussy, and then wriggled the
moistened finger past her tight sphincter into her dark rear entrance. I plunged
my thumb in her pussy so I could massage the membrane in between. "Ohhh, oh my,
Oh Jake that actually feels good, maybe..." she began. "Maybe you could even...
Oh I don't know, I can't get mself used to the idea, maybe sometime soon though,
maybe - uhh!" she grunted as I took her suggestion, one I had planned to do in
any event, and pressed the head of my cock to her anus. My long but narrow cock
slid in a ways before she tried to squeeze me out. "Oh no, Jake, I didn't say
you could - Ohh! OW! Ohhhh!" her body jerked, and her tits bounced, as I 
thrusted out and in fast, a few times, forcing my way past each resistance point
until I was buried to the hilt in her ass. "OHh, fuck, ohhh, give me a sec..."
  I smiled, amused that she so quickly agreed to the intrusion. What was it 
about Jake that made women go against their basest insticts for him? I figured
in a way I was doing him a favor, greasing the chute as it were. If he was 
bigger, he'd need me to loosen her up a bit. When she grew comfortable with the
sensation, and relaxed, I began bouncing slowly against her ass, and reached
around to play with her clit. "Ohhh, oh that's it, Oh Jake, I can't believe how
good you feel in my ass!" she exclaimed. Innocent? This girl was a harlot when
you got her going. I squeezed her tits and fucked her savagely, enjoying the
cacophony of pleasure and discomfort, and trying OH so hard not to cum. She
wailed in pleasure, and I knew she was there, so quick as a snake I yanked my 
rod free, and with a 'Pop...Slrrrrp!' I was in her pussy again, rubbing her clit
furiously, kneading her tits, and pounding my meat into her love tunnel. The 
sudden freedom to swell to full erection actually accelerated my orgasm, and we
came together, mightily, overwhelmingly. I bit back my groans so she wouldn't 
hear my voice, recognize I was not her boyfriend. Spurt after loverly spurt 
filled her womb, and I shuddered as she did herself, spent from the hard crash
landing of one incredible shared orgasm. Her screams died down, and she asked,
panting, "Jake? jake, you didn't... you didn't cum, did you? It felt like you
did, but you didn't cry out, and... you know how the rhythm method works. Jake?"
  I whispered in her ear, "Of course not. I'll be right back, and then maybe 
I'll come in your mouth just to prove it."
  Hmmm, something was oddly worrisome, why was she so concerned? She had to be
on the pill, I'd reasoned, Jake was fucking her bareskin, but she didn't let him
come inside her. Ah well, I didn't have much time to spare, so I just kissed her
long and deep, and grabbed my camcorder and my clothes and got half-dressed and
ran down to hide in the bushes again. Not a minute later, Christy dropped Jake
off, they kissed, and he hurried back inside to fuck Amy again. I wonder if they
ever discussed what had happened. If she did thank Jake for making her come and
fucking her ass, Jake never mentioned it. And when he told us how he'd have to
break it off with Christy soon, that he and Amy were gonna get married in a
hurry, she was pregnant, I just smiled and congratulated him. The whole rhythm
and pull-out thing was too risky, who knows maybe it was his kid. Maybe.