****** Taking the Edge Off by Bubonis ******
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Taking the Edge Off


It was a Thursday evening and I was able to get out of work on time for a
change, so I was home at 6pm. I felt a little pang of guilt for not going to
the gym to work out like I do almost every other night, but I knew I'd make up
for it the next time I hit the gym. My girlfriend was at her mother's house and
wouldn't be home for a few more hours, so I could expect a relatively quiet
night until she got back to her apartment and called me.

I had just put some leftover pasta into the microwave when the phone rang.
Caller ID showed it to be Naomi, a girl I've been "helping out" from time to
time, so I picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey. It's Naomi."

"Hey. What's up?" I asked.

"Not much. Uhmmm...Are you doing anything tonight?" she asked hesitantly.

"No," I said with a smile, knowing what she was asking. "Rough day at the
office dear?"

A big frustrated sigh was my response. "I can't even BEGIN to tell you. I'll be
over in about half an hour?"

"Okay. Door's open. Seeya in a bit."

We hung up the phone and I changed plans for the evening. The pasta went back
into the refrigerator and I slammed down a protein shake instead. I spent a few
minutes straightening up my already mostly-neat apartment, and then decided to
grab a quick shower. I spent most of today lugging around 19" monitors and
wasn't exactly as fresh as a daisy.

In the shower I thought about Naomi and the rather unique relationship we have
with each other. We are both attached; she has been dating Rob for the past
year and a few months ago when they first moved in together, sharing a small
apartment in Manhattan. I've been seeing Kim for about a year and a half though
we don't live together; I live right across the river in New Jersey and she
lives in Manhattan. Naomi and I met on one of those online dating services. She
liked my ad and dropped me an email, and over the course of a couple of weeks
we decided that we should meet. It turned out that Naomi's sex drive is
considerably higher than Rob's and she wanted an outlet that Rob wouldn't know
about. I, on the other hand, have an extreme oral fetish that Kim just doesn't
understand the extent of.

We first met in neutral territory: a park near her apartment. I had no idea
what she looked like, other than the description she gave me online. I sent her
a photograph shortly before we decided to meet. I told her that she could
"check me out" in person at the park and, if she liked what she saw, she could
introduce herself to me. If not, she would just walk away and send me an email
saying "thanks, but no thanks." This way, I figured, she could be the one in
control of the situation.

To my delight she did introduce herself in a most unique way. As I sat on the
park bench tossing walnuts to the local squirrel population, a pair of soft
hands covered my eyes and a voice whispered in my ear: "If you can guess who
this is, I'll give you my panties."

I laughed and said, "Hello, Naomi."

She laughed as well and walked around to the front of the bench, letting me get
a good look at her all the while. Naomi is well built with a positive attitude
that makes her seem even sexier. She is particularly proud of her legs and
rightfully so, and her breasts (38C) are firm and well proportioned. Her father
(deceased, I later learned) came from Jamaica while her mother was from South
Carolina, giving her a medium chocolate skin that (we later discovered)
contrasted nicely with my own white skin.

I had just finished brushing my teeth and putting on a clean shirt when the
doorbell rang. I hit the door buzzer so she could come in and quickly finished
tucking my shirt in. I was pouring a glass of cranberry juice when she came
through my door.

Naomi plays the part of the corporate professional very well. Standing no
taller than 5'6" and weighing maybe 115 pounds, she has a confident aura around
her that makes her feel bigger and stronger -- or maybe just more
authoritative. I don't often get the chance to see her in her "Corporate
Costume" as she calls it so I was curious to see what was beneath her coat. I
didn't get much of an opportunity to look as she breezed through the doorway
and handed me her overcoat.

"GOD I hate my job. Why are people such fucking idiots all the time?!?" she
ranted. "I mean, why the hell do they hire people to work on a computer when
they have NO damned computer skills AT ALL?!?"

"Hi! I'm fine, thanks for asking," I replied in a cheery voice.

It took her a second to process that, and as the comic relief penetrated she
visibly relaxed and smiled a bit. "Want some juice?" I offered.

"Sure," she said, taking the glass from me and downing half of it at once.
"Thanks."

"No problem. So. A frustrating day, was it?"

"Absolutely, and I need to take this edge off."

"Your wish is my command," I replied with a slight bow. "You know the way." I
gestured towards my living room and she walked past me, giving me a quick peck
on the cheek as she passed.

"You're sweet. I have to get home early tonight. Rob is going out with the guys
again, but he said he'd be back by nine." She walked over to my futon and
pushed the coffee table out a bit.

"No problem. Just let me know when I should stop."

"Like I can keep track of time with you?" she quipped with a smile. We both
laughed.

Naomi asked me to turn the lights down a bit, and as I complied she hiked up
her skirt and removed her panties. I was happy to see that she had shaved
recently, her stripped pussy exposed in all its glory. She tossed her panties
onto the coffee table, all business as I watched, then reached inside her
blouse to remove her bra. It's always fascinated me that women know how to put
on and take off a bra without removing their shirt. Once the bra was off, she
undid another button or two on the blouse, hiked up her skirt so she wasn't
sitting on it, and then sit back on the futon.

She looked up at me, an expectant look on her face, and let out a satisfied
sigh with a playful smile. "Okay, your turn now."

"With pleasure," I said, taking a seat on the floor facing her.

With Naomi, there are no preliminaries. She likes to be licked, sucked, fondled
and nibbled until she comes, then she wants it all over again. My lips closed
over her already-swollen pussy and my tongue explored her folds, finding the
little nub of her clitoris in a few seconds. I let my tongue sway lazily over
her clit and the folds of her pink flesh as she started to relax and enjoy the
sensations. As she warmed to it her hips started to push against my face, and
her hands grabbed the top of my head and pushed my head further into her. My
tongue flicked rapidly back and forth across her clit, my lips sucking it a bit
further into my mouth as I was doing it. I let my hands caress her smooth legs
and she lifted herself off the futon to give me better access. I smoothed over
the shapely globes of her ass while my tongue continued to dance over her now-
dripping pussy.

"Oh yesssssss," she gasped, "That's SO nice. GOD, I needed that!"

I pulled away long enough to reply, "Any time, you know that." She drew me back
to her dripping crotch and I returned to my duties.

We continued this way for a few more minutes before she pulled me closer and
harder into her sweet pussy. "More... more... MORE... don't stop, PLEASE don't
stop," she cried breathlessly. "Almost... yes... yes... almost... there...
DON'T... STOP... YESSSSSSSSSS!!" she cried, pulling me tight into her. Her
whole body shuddered tensely, like a high-power wire stretched tight over a
steel plate. She knows that I want to hear her when she's ready to come and
she's never let me down yet.

I let her orgasm subside before I started licking again, gently tracing the
folds around her pussy while she recovered a bit.

"Hang on a second, honey," she said while pushing me away. I drew back,
surreptitiously wiping my dripping chin with my hand. She got to her knees on
the futon and turned over, arching her back and presenting me with a perfect
view (and perfect access) to her ass. "Okay, do me there today too," she said.

Knowing what she wanted, I slid forward and started licking her folds again
from behind. I let my tongue trace up and down for a while, then pulled back a
bit. My tongue slid across the crease at the bottom of her ass and then slid
back towards the middle. My hands passed over her hips, playing lightly over
the small rose tattoo on her right side. I tickled her lightly and she
squeaked. She shot me a quick look and then relaxed again.

I slid my tongue back towards her pussy and drove it as deep as I could inside
of her, wiggling it back and forth while she moaned in pleasure. "Don't tease
me," she said breathlessly, "you know what I want."

I pulled my tongue out of her pussy and slowly traced up the crack of her ass,
flicking lightly over her puckered asshole. She drew a quick intake of breath
and let it out with an "oh, YEAH" coming with it. Her hands came up behind her
and pulled her ass cheeks apart, giving me better access. Never one to pass up
an opportunity I took advantage of it, licking around and over her sensitive
asshole while my fingers dove into her wet pussy like a hard cock. I know this
is one of her favorite things so I redoubled my efforts when she announced she
was coming again, driving my fingers harder and faster into her soaking pussy
while my played my tongue all over her sensitive ass.

When she came she bucked forward hard; my fingers slid out of her pussy with a
wet release and she shuddered with the experience. I let her ride the wave, my
hands gently caressing her ass all the while.

"That was WONDERFUL," she said, still looking away from me.

"Happy to oblige," I replied with a grin. I sat back on my heels and waited for
her to come back down. She remained there for a while longer, then turned and
sat on the futon and looked at me intently.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing," she said, and then paused. "Do you have a condom?"

This was new. Our arrangement was almost always one-sided and played out in
much the same way. I'd never asked for any sort of reciprocation from Naomi; I
got off just by watching her squirm under my tongue. Once in awhile Naomi would
want me to jerk off on her tits after I'd finished her and a couple of times
she jerked me off herself (once finishing me with her lips wrapped around my
cock as I shot my load down her hungry throat), but up until now the concept of
penetration never came into play.

I looked closely at her face, and she was serious. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I've been thinking about this all day. Do you have one?"

I did, in fact. "Give me a sec." I got up and walked to the bathroom where I
kept a box of condoms in the cabinet under the sink. I returned to the living
room and showed her. She patted the futon next to her and I sat down. Before I
could do anything else she had pulled my stiff cock out of my pants and had
hungrily gobbled it down.

I had my eyes partially closed and was enjoying the feeling of her lips as they
rode my shaft, my right hand caressing her back and ass and she bobbed up and
down. Seeing her dark lips around my rock-hard cock was incredibly sexy and I
wished for a moment that I had my camera with me. The feeling lasted only a
minute or two when she pulled away and told me to stand up. I did as I was
told, my penis pointing obscenely at her face as she deftly unwrapped the
lubricated condom and rolled it onto my shaft. Satisfied with her work, she got
to her knees on the futon again and presented me with her ass.

"Go slowly until I'm good with it, then just fuck me hard and fast," she
commanded.

I slid up behind her and put my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy. I was
starting to slide in when she stopped me. "No, in my ass. Fuck my ass," she
said.

I pulled out and noticed that the condom was dripping with her juice. I'd never
seen her that hot before. I put my well-lubed cock against her ass and pushed
gently, the muscle of her sphincter constricting firmly around my cock like a
clamp. She moaned loudly and pushed back a little, encouraging me on. I drove
deeper into her until I was fully embedded. I reached around her and pinched
her hard nipples through her shirt.

"That's good," she breathed. "A little more, slowly..."

I pulled out a little, slowly, and then pushed back, watching her body for
signals telling me she was good with it. Each time I pulled out and pushed back
I went a little further, and her body reacted to each stroke. After about 30
seconds I was giving her full strokes and she was pushing back harder and
faster. Before we knew it I was slamming my hard cock deep into her ass faster
and faster, and she was squealing like a little schoolgirl on Christmas
morning.

"YES! YES! OH GOD, FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS! C'MON BABY, FUCK MY ASS GOOD!"

That brought me over. I slammed into her full force, feeling like I was going
to explode -- and explode I did. I shot my load into the condom with a
satisfied groan from the both of us. I spasmed a couple of times, riding the
orgasm for all it was worth. It was then that I noticed Naomi's fingers buried
in her pussy and I swear I shot another load into the condom right there.

She pulled away from me and my cock slid out of her easily. I winced a little
at the uncoupling, and she spun around on the futon so she was facing me. We
were both covered in sweat and breathing heavily, but our eyes were locked
together.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" I asked.

She thought for a moment, looking down at the condom on my softening penis.
"Rob just isn't...there for me any more. We haven't had sex in two weeks. I
know how hard you get when you finish with me and just figured..." she trailed
off.

"So it's nothing personal?" I asked with a hint of a smile.

"Not exactly personal, no," she replied with the same smile. She looked up at
me again, the glint in her eyes returning. "But if you're a good boy, I'll let
you fuck my ass twice a week from now on."

"I can be good," I said, a satisfied grin spreading across my face as we both
stood up to clean ourselves up. Rob would be returning to their apartment in
about a half hour and I was expecting a call from Kim any minute. Our regular
lives were returning...at least until the next time.


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