And...Action!

[patford31769]

Jamie

Damn that loose bathing suit of Mike's. When we had hugged each other tight against the wave that rolled over both of our heads, some part of me wanted to feel a long, hard bulge pressing up against me. But Mike's swim trunks were just too loose and bulky for me to feel ANYTHING! Mental note to self: next week, buy Mike a very tight little speedo.

No, scratch that. No sexy gifts to each other...not YET! I'm having a great time with Mike as a friend. I want us to be such good friends, that the sex naturally grows out of that. Sex too early in the game just ruins it. Let's be friends first, and then if that friendship leads to us falling in love, there will come a time when it will feel weird NOT to surrender to the urge to fuck each other senseless.

But Mike is such a HUNK, I argued with myself in my head. I definitely WANT him, so why wait? What if we for some reason break up without my ever even SEEING if his cock looks as great as the rest of him does? Much less experiencing that cock! I don't think I'd be able to STAND that! But if I jump into sex with Mike too soon, will I get a "reputation" around the set, that hurts the career I'm trying to build in the movie industry? I want to move my way up the Hollywood ladder on my movie-making skills, not by sleeping my way to the top the way they say our current movie's star, Helene, supposedly did.

Mike guarded the door as I showered. I removed my tiny lime-green bikini, and stepped into the shower to wash away the saltwater and the sand. As the stream of water cascaded down my long dark hair and my naked body, I closed my eyes and remembered. I remembered the passion we had both put into our kiss. The way he had held me so tight, to protect me against the high surf that crashed over our heads. How great it had felt to kiss in the ocean while feeling weightless in the water. How I had fought the urge to climb up on him, and let his waist support my weightlessness as I would wrap my legs around his back. How it had taken every ounce of my willpower not to do that. How great his bare chest had looked, glistening in the sun. His long, lightly-haired legs. The desire on his face as he admired my nearly naked ass in my tiny bikini, walking a few paces behind me along the beach, and how I looked back over my shoulder to enjoy watching him watching me. Even the gallant way he was guarding the wash-room door now, as I showered.

I looked down my body. So many guys like their women clean-shaven. Would Mike be upset that I have such a thick, dark triangle below my navel? Or would he like the way it points straight down at my pussy, like an arrow pointing to where to place his lips and tongue? Would he enjoy running his fingers through THAT thick, lustrous hair, the way he had obviously enjoyed running his fingers through the thick, lustrous hair on my head, as we had kissed in the ocean?

It was way too soon in our relationship for sex yet. Hell, it had even been too soon for such passionante kisses. But it was not too soon to masturbate myself in the shower over him. Which is what I did. Letting myself come in the shower relieved some of the sexual tension that had been buiding between Mike and me all afternooon. I started to think, Mike and I are already becoming great friends. But friends don't jump into sex right away. Or do they? Who better to make love with, than someone who is already a friend?

I had to tell myself to slow down, don't rush into sex, don't scare him off by being too sexually aggressive, or rush into sex before I'm ready, and live to regret it. But maybe I AM ready, I argued with myself, as my own exploring fingers brought forth a second orgasm in the shower now, thinking about Mike.

I washed my come off of me, toweled myself dry, slipped back into my bikini, and emerged from the washroom.

"You sure took a long time in there, Jamie," Mike looked concerned. "Are you all right?"

"I'm FINE, Mike," I reassured him.

"I hope you saved me some hot water," he laughed, as he entered the shower and I guarded the door.

As I guarded the door, I could have sworn I heard Mike softly moaning, and talking to himself. At one point, I thought I heard him call out my name, but I figured that was just my own fevered imaginings, built on my growing desire for my new friend.

"You can DEFINITELY tell we're close to the ocean," Mike commented when he emerged from the shower, again in his loose swim trunks.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The shower smells like fish."

I recalled how I had just masturbated myself to orgasm in the shower, daydreaming of Mike. "I don't think that was FISH you smelled in there," I grinned. "And by the way, did I hear you call my name while you were in there, Mike?"

"Busted!" he laughed. "I just kept remembering how great you look in your bikini. And what a great time we're having together today."

"Are you trying to tell me I make you horny, Mike?" I grinned.

"Busted again!" he laughed.

"Good. Because you make ME very horny too, Mike! So horny, that I...well, like I said, that wasn't FISH you smelled in the shower."

"I'm picturing you coming in the shower," he groaned. "And that thought is making me horny all over again!"

"Oooo!" I squealed in delight. "You're horny right NOW, Mike? Can I see it?"

 

[prometheus 2]

Mike

""You're horny right NOW, Mike? Can I see it?"

Her question and the mischevious look on her face reminded me of the days of 'show me yours and I'll show you mine,' back home in the midwest. I felt very young and silly and grinned at the notion of trading peeks at each others sexual equipment. The thought of her cuming in the shower and our sex talk had me hard as a rock and that was the view I wanted to give her in return for her unveiling her breasts and pussy for my pleasure.

Without saying so much as a word I took her hand and led her back into the shower room. I cleared my throat and tried to speak authorativly, hiding the fact that I was trembling with excitement and anticpation. Releasing her hand I looked in her eyes seeing the same excitement that must have been showing in mine.

"Ok, heres the deal, I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

She grinned realizing the game we were about to play. "I asked first, so you have to go first." she said boldly.

"That's true. I admitted. But remember you can't touch. only look ok?"

She looked a little disappointed at first but brightened when she saw my hands go to the waitband of my swim suit. She gazed unabashedly at me as I pulled the waistband out and started lowering my suit.

"Oh shit! I exclaimed as my cock hard as a rock got caught in the hem and I had to tug harder to pull my suit away from it and down. A battle ensued my cock trying to become upright and my hands stertching my suit to the max, until...

"Splat!!' My cock released from its confinement lurched upright and smashed against my belly.

"Ooooo." she cooed in delight and clapped her hand to her mouth. "Oh Mike, I never..." Suddenly she became shy, almost ashamed of her reaction and then her eyes twinkled. I'ts....its very.... nice Mike . I lowered my suit below my balls which were hanging loose and full because of all the sexual tension in the air. It was apparant that they turned her on too as her hand cupped unconsiously and she started to reach out. I held up my hand
"Hold it right there Jamie remember..".

She finished my sentence pouting as she said it. "I know...No touching."

"So.... now you've seen three of my things. Its your turn." My eyes moved from those two tringles of green cloth covering her breasts and the larger triangle that rounded out so nicely between her tan smooth thighs. Slowly she raised her hands as if she were doing a strip tease covering her breasts (or trying to I should say as her hand no way could surround the full curves of each globe. She held them firmly and bounced them up and down before releasing the string and letting them spill out before me. I gasped in wonder. They were beautifull. Pert, dark nipples were surrounded by wide aureoles of dark pink . My mouth began to water just thinking about laying my head between them and turning every so often to nip and suck on each delicious looking nipple. My cock must have been thinking of her spacious cleavage too as it twitched excitedly.

"Very nice. I murmured, very nice indeed." My gaze lowered to where her hands were already making the next move. She began by cupping the cloth over her mound and spreading her legs so that her hand moved between her thighs and back out again. Next she dipped her fingers into the top of the cloth and threaded them downward. I glanced quickly up at her eyes. She was watching me intently to see my reaction. Her eyes were misty and I knew she was enjoying putting on the show as much as I was watching it.

She removed her hand from her suit and brought it to her mouth sucking seductively at her finger. Her hand went down again and slipping her thumbs into the thin waistband began pulling her suit down one delightful centemeter at a time until the dark curly hairs of he mound began to appear I gasped! Just as I had hoped, the same raven hair that covered her head surrounded her pussy. My fingers twitched. I wished my fingers were where hers were, and I wanted her hand on my cock stroking it.

I sighed no touching ...each other that is... maybe... I thought I'd cum just watching her and my mouth went dry. I moaned and she giggled, delighted at my pleasure. She turned around and wiggled her ass stooping as she brought her suit down and stepped out of it. She peeked over her shoulder grinning."Ready or not..."

I was more than ready, my heart in my throat and my cock hard and throbbing. She turned and spread her arms and legs giving me a full view of her dark soft mound, which pointed to the vee of her pussy between her tan thighs,and a hint of the supple dark folds of flesh that coverd the entrance to her vagina.

I kicked off my suit that had fallen to the floor and we both stood there in silent admiration untill we broke out laughing. We were thinking the same thing. We said in unison,

"Lets do it again!"

We dressed hurridly, anxious for the second act.

 

[Paendragon]

James DiCarlo

"You're just going to leave me here, helpless? I could do some serious toe stubbing you know..."

He smiled at her.

"Seriously, though..." he looked back at Helene's trailer, and then to his bare feet, regretting leaving his footwear behind. "Why don't you let me buy you a cup of coffee? Or if you prefer tea, I have a collection of herbals, a nice Earl Grey, and some new black tea that I haven't gotten the courage to try yet, waiting in my trailer."

She seemed to hesitate.

"Come on," he said, and began walking toward his trailer, his eyes scanning the ground for broken glass, or other dangers. "Even if we're going out, I need something to cover my feet with. No shoes, no service, you know," He said, mimicking the slogan stamped on the front doors of shops and stores across the country.

He pulled out his keyed, and unlocked his trailer, gesturing for her to enter. He had to admit, he was somewhat surprised she had followed. Surprised, but quite pleased...

 

[soliloquy]

Helene moaned into Blake's mouth before lifting her lips from his. "That's much better," she whispered, looking into his gorgeous eyes. She began nibbling along his jaw, murmuring as she did. "Much better to stay here with me."

He grunted as her hand cupped the bulge in his jeans. She rubbed her hand against it as her lips met his again, and her tongue slithered into his mouth.

Part of Helene couldn't believe she was doing this. She didn't need anything from this man, but she wanted to kiss him and touch him nonetheless. It wasn't a need for sex per se, but for an intimacy between them. Her tongue explored his mouth as her hand did his cock. His hips lifted slightly, as if in encouragement.

Helene took her cue and started unbuttoning his jeans.

Unexpectedly, his hand grabbed her wrist and pulled it away. "No..." he said.

No? Helene didn't understand.

 

[Poganin]

Blake Williams

This felt good, definitely good. Helene was a great kisser and Blake enjoyed sucking on her tongue and trying to push it out of his mouth with his own. Her hand stroking his cock felt great too, Blake was in biker heaven, embracing this gorgeous woman and feeling her great body up. His hips bucked under her caress and he could feel her manipulate the buttons of his jeans' fly.

"No!" he grasped her hand, stopping her.

No!? cried angel Blake, what the hell do you mean NO? Are you embarrassed perhaps?

Well, for once I agree with this guy, muttered devil Blake.

Actually Blake was embarrassed, not with regard to his cock though. The problem was that his pubes were as light as the hair on his head and that caused him slight discomfort that made his girlfriend giggle whenever she got down to blowing him. All he could do was trim it and hope for considerate lovers. Confused and not wanting to stop, Blake pulled Helene's hand to his lips and kissed the inside of her palm, running his tongue in circles around the small depression in the middle.

"No," he said, looking her in the eyes. "It's unfair. Ladies first." He muttered, pulling her to himself and kissing her lips hard again only to venture upon a kissing trail down her chin, neck, towards her clevage. "This is in the way," he whispered against her skin and started pulling her tank top up, softly grazing her skin with his fingernails.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Karen Davies

"You're just going to leave me here, helpless?
I could do some serious toe stubbing you know..."

Karen looked up at Mr DiCarlo, and smiled shyly at his joke.
Her eyes flitted to away again, unsure about what to do.

"Seriously, though...Why don't you let me buy you a cup of coffee? Or if you prefer tea, I have a collection of herbals, a nice Earl Grey, and some new black tea that I haven't gotten the courage to try yet, waiting in my trailer."

Karen tried not to look uncomfortable.
... in his trailer ... ?
She wasn't sure that was a good idea and yet ...
She watched him walking away, assuming she would follow him.
She threw a look at Helene's closed door and began to walk behind Mr DiCarlo, preparing to excuse herself.

"Even if we're going out, I need something to cover my feet with. No shoes, no service, you know,"

She nodded recognising the quote and stood awkwardly whilst he pulled out his key and unlocked his trailer door.
She saw him stand aside and gesture for her to enter.
Her eyes flitted up to his.
What was she being so foolish about?
It wasn't as if ... he was a nice man ... her boss ... and it was only coffee ... or tea he was offering her, right?

With a shy smile, she proceeded him through the doorway, standing looking around as he followed closely shutting the door behind them.

 

[soliloquy]

Helene wasn't quite sure what was going on--no man had ever told her not to open his jeans--but when his finger brushed her bare skin, she wasn't sure she cared. She lifted her arms and he peeled the shirt off with ease.

Having dressed for comfort, Helene hadn't worn a bra. She was glad of that fact in this moment. She didn't need fumbling for the hooks. She needed to be touched. And he did just that.

Bringing her closer to him with just the push of his hand on her lower back, he continued his journey down her body with his mouth. He kissed over the swells of her breasts and she sighed. Wanting to give him better access, she straddled his hips. This pushed her breasts in his face.

He smiled. It was a beautiful smile. And then his lips were brushing over a nipple while his hand claimed her other breast by cupping it and massaging it. Helene sighed.

Not realizing she was doing it, her hips began to move of their own accord, effectively rubbing her covered pussy against his bulge. This seemed to spur him on as he took one nipple between his lips and another between his fingers and began to suck and pull.

A throaty moan could be heard as Helene leaned forward and braced her hands against the wall behind them.

 

[Poganin]

Blake Williams

Upon closer examination Blake decided that Helene's breasts were not only bigger but more shapely than they seemed initially when she was dressed. Also they made a nice fit inside his hands, her soft skin created only to be caressed. Eagerly he pressed his mouth to her left breast, taking her hardedning nipple between his lips and sucking on it, while his left hand found its way to her right breast, his thumb circling around her areola, once in a while only brushing the tip of the nipple. With his right hand Blake held on to Helene, embracing her and holding her close.

He made a switch, biting and pulling at her right nipple with his teeth and massaging her left breast gently, feeling the hard nub tickle his palm. As she leaned into him, propping herself against the wall over his head, Blake ran his palms against Helene's skin beginning at her waist, stroking her sides, brushing only her breasts and continuing until his fingers found hers, interlocking. He raised his hear a ever so slowly licked a trail between her breasts, hungry for her lips again.

"What soft skin you have, Helene," Blake whispered with his lips barely touching her right nipple. He kissed his way towards the left one. "Like silk, only better." He enjoyed hearing her occasional moan and sudden gasps escaping her lips he so longed to kiss again. He was more than conscious of his hard-on, but his cock had been like this for some time now, it could wait a bit longer. Blake wanted to explore a little longer.

 

[patford31769]

Jamie

Mike finally pulled off his swim trunks after a struggle, and his huge love muscle stood straight up, extending beyond his belly button and completly hiding his navel from view. I gasped in astonishment. If we ever did become lovers, would I even be able to take him all in?

My heart raced at the sight of him. His engorged cock all hard and pulsating, a nice reddish-purple color. A thick vein running all the way up along one side, forming a second smaller bulge alongside his massively bulging cock. My mouth watered. I wanted so much to reach out and touch it, to cup my hand around its magnificent beauty, to gently and lovingly stroke it. But we had agreed to only look...NO touching allowed!

When it was my turn to strip for him, and he got even harder at the sight of my bare breasts, I cried tears of joy, that such a great-looking man, a man I am having such a great time with, would so enjoy just the mere sight of my naked body.

And then I removed my bikini bottom for him. He smiled, and commented that he had hoped my hair "down there" was as thick and beautiful as the hair on my head. "Oh, Mike," I gushed, "do you REALLY like it?" When he replied "very much," with a big, happy smile, I was so glad now that I hadn't listened to my last boyfriend, who had wanted me to shave it all off. I couldn't believe that I had found a man who actually LIKES my hairy pussy!

We both just stood there for the longest time, in fascinated admiration of each other's genitals. Then we decided to do it all over again: to get dressed, and then strip for each other AGAIN.

I pouted when Mike's baggy swimtrunks once more covered-up his beautiful hard-on. I put my microscopic triangle of a bikini bottom back on, and then I had Mike help me tie the string at the back of my tiny bikini top.

I went first this time. With slow, deliberate bumping and grinding, I teased Mike mercilessly, as I slowly untied my bikini top. I held the top in place with my arms folded across my breasts, then I very slowly lowerd my arms, until my entire hard nipples were once more exposed to Mike. Finally, I let my top fall to the floor.

With a lot more bumping-and-grinding of my hips, I also slowly untied my bikini bottom, my hand holding the tiny lime-green triangle in place over my pussy.

Mike managed not to entangle his massive cock in his waistband this time, as he removed his swimtrunks once again. As soon as his hard, red cock sprang free again, I removed my hand from in front of me, letting my bikini bottom fall to the washroom floor.

I stared at Mike's twitching, throbbing love rod, I licked my lips, and I cried out in pure joy. My pussy was getting so damp at the sight of him now! "We agreed not to touch each OTHER!" I smiled. "But we never said..." I didn't even bother finishing the sentence, letting two of my fingers punctuate that sentence by sliding into myself.

I held up my glistening fingers for Mike to see. I then licked my own love juices off of my fingers. I dipped into myself a second time. Breathing heavily, I fingered myself frantically. "This is what I did in the shower, while thinking of you, Mike!" I closed my eyes as I fingered myself. Then I gasped, I let out a soft, sharp cry, and I came. This time, I held my fingers up to Mike's lips. He flicked his tongue at my fingers, then he opened his mouth and sucked on them.

"Delicious!" was Mike's only comment, delivered with a 50-million-watt smile.

"You've watched ME come now, Mike, so it's only fair now that you..."

Mike held a finger to his lips to quiet me. He then dropped his hand from my mouth to his side, and then he began stroking himself up and down with his flat, open palm. This was keeping his cock pressed flat up against his belly, yet giving it the freedom to pulse and throb every which way, as he gently stroked himself.

"I've never seen a man masturbate himself that way, Mike." I commented. "In porno movies, men always wrap their fists around their cocks, and pump."

"Oh, yeah," he laughed. "Like porno movies are SO realistic!" He explained something about pumping being too rough, too constricting and painful on his cock to squeeze it tight in his fist like that. He preferred a gentle touch. Or something like that. I don't know, I didn't really listen to his explanation, because I was too engrossed in watching him make himself come in this unique way.

He let out the deepest groan I had ever heard, and his cock went splattering come straight up in the air, landing all over his belly. Thick white liquid was smeared, all sticky and glistening, all over his stomach, and dribbling down onto his thighs. It was the most fascinating and beautiful sight I had seen in a very long time. He scooped some up with his fingers, and he offered me a taste. It was still warm, and very thick and creamy. Slightly sweet, but also quite tangy. "Delicious!" I grinned, sighing deeply and contentedly.

Mike and I stepped into showers facing each other, and we didn't even bother closing the curtains, so we could each watch the other shower the come off of our bodies. We then watched each other put our bathing suits back on. With our bodies both covered in glistening drops of warm shower-water, we wrapped our arms around each other, and we just stood there for the longest time, hugging and kissing each other, neither one of us wanting to let the other go. No man had EVER shown me such passion before! I never wanted this moment, this kiss, to end. EVER!

But then I noticed reddish-orange light streaming through the window of the washroom, so I finally broke our kiss. "C'mon," I grinned, "let's go watch the sunset." I held his hand in mine, and we both went skipping hand-in-hand across the beach, giggling like little school children. We sat-up, right on the edge of the beach, letting the gentle waves tickle our bare toes, watching the spectacular sunset change from yellow to orange to red, and pausing every once in a while from our admiration of mother nature, to softly, gently, briefly kiss each other.

"Thank you for the best day of my life, Mike," I whispered, holding his hand in mine, as the red sun seemed to grow bigger and closer, as if it would swallow-up both of us now. I can't remember when I was last this happy. Nor when I last felt this good in the company of a man. "Thank you, Mike," I kissed him again, my tongue briefly and gently wrestling with his, as we sat on the sand and in the gently-lapping surf, watching the sun slowly disappear over the horizon.

 

[soliloquy]

He was so gentle, exploring her body so slowly, but not tentatively. Her body seemed to be one big ache of desire, but not an encompassing fire, just a slow burn that was delicious. His hands were strong as they posessed hers. His mouth made its way back to hers, and she dove into the kiss. She surrendered her control at that point, just reveling in the kiss and letting him guide her where he wanted to go.

This was different for her, this willing surrender of control. She was always in charge...evoking the most pleasurable responses from her partners, letting them be the pleasure seekers, and she the giver. Somehow, this was different.

Their tongues tangled, pushing back at one another, diving and pulling. Her hips still swayed, providing them with frustrating friction between their clothes. Helene moaned sublimely into his mouth.

Breaking the kiss briefly, Helene heard something escape her that she had never heard herself say before. "Blake, would you stay and make love to me?" Never before had she asked, felt the need to ask, even had the urge to ask.

Nervously, she brought his hand to her mouth and kissed his palm as she looked into his eyes.

 

[Poganin]

Blake Williams

Blake held Helene's gaze and gasped as she kissed his hand, teasing her, pretending to ponder her question with serious expression. He could still feel her soft lips on his, her teeth biting his tongue in their passionate kissing. He just couldn't get enough of her lips, he was quickly becoming addicted to Helene's kisses. He put the hand she just kissed to her cheek, and sitting up put the other on her waist, revelling the softness and warmth of her skin. He thought he could feel the heat of her pussy through his pants.

Blake was immensly aroused, his girlfriend never excited him as much as Helene did. Besides, Helene was so different, behaved differently... and she kissed so wonderfully! He moved his hips, rubbing his bulge against her and enjoying the widening of her eyes and her shining lips opening to sigh. He neared his face to hers, their noses touching, their lips almost touching and still Blake looked Helene in those beautiful, tantalising eyes. He bit his lip and nodded slightly almost imperceptibly.

"Yes, I'd love to," he whispered, touching her lips as he spoke and taking her cheeks in his hands and kissing her yet again.

 

[soliloquy]

Helene sighed in surrender to his gentle kiss. Wrapping her arms around him she marveled at how such a hard body could feel so soft in her arms. This wasn't like any sexual encounter she had ever had before. This would be tender, and loving, and...heaven.

She rocked her hips against his gently, needing the contact of his erection against her. Her tongue played in his mouth like a game of tag, and each was willing to be "it".

Helene ran her fingers over any skin she could manage as they continued making out like teenagers in the back of a car. She was giddy with raging hormones, just as she had been as a teenager. There was a sexual high between them, and she didn't want it to end.

"Blake..." she moaned into his mouth as she felt his fingers close around her nipple. "Yesssss..."

And then her tongue was aggressively seeking haven in his mouth.

 

[Poganin]

Blake Williams

As they kept on kissing, Blake removed his t-shirt and as he fumbled to get it over his head, he could feel Helene's hands gently tracing the lines of his body. She pushed him backwards and as he finally got rid of his shirt he could see her face near to his. Helene kissed him once, biting his lip and purring into his mouth. The she started kissing her way down his body, exploring him just as he was just a moment ago.

Blake sighed and moaned as she kissed and bit him all over his chest and belly and then returned to him, dragging her nipples across his body. She kissed him and lay on him with all her weight and Blake embraced Helene instinclively as they kissed.

His hands moved down her naked back, each finger stroking a different line, as if playing a tune on her body. Putting his hands on Helene's round buttocks Blake kissed her shoulder where it met her neck, gently nibbling and licking the soft skin there. His fingers putting more force on her ass and her stroked and massaged the soft flesh of her hot body. He could feel her breasts crushed between them very well, hard nipples pushing into his skin.

 

[soliloquy]

Helene nuzzled against him like a purring cat as her hands traced over what skin she could find. Kissing up his neck and back to his mouth, she reveled in his touch. "Mmmm..." she muttered softly, "I want to taste you all over, Blake."

Blake shuddered beneath her at her words, and she took that as her go ahead. Her tongue started a journey down his neck and she nipped at the spot where his shoulder met his neck. Encouraged by a low moan, Helene continued on to his chest, pausing to swirl her tongue lazily around each nipple before taking it into her mouth and suckling.

His fingers combed through her hair as she feasted on his body. He tasted of sweat and spice, just the right combination. Helene sat up, her eyes heavy with desire, and took his hand in hers. She lifted it to her mouth and began to kiss each finger tip in turn before starting the rotation again, only taking each digit in her mouth this time. By the third finger, he was playing with her, smiling as he thrust his finger in and out of her mouth. She smiled back.

"I think we need to get rid of your pants," she said, a devilish glint in her eye. "But we need to be careful of your ankle. Does it hurt much anymore?" She took the last finger in her mouth and sucked, looking into his hypnotic eyes.

 

[Poganin]

Blake could easily see Helene's desire in her eyes, she wanted him, she wanted to make love to him and her hot body radiated this need. They smiled at each other as she kissed and sucked his fingers and he started thinking what would it feel like to have her kiss, lick and suck his cock, see her shining, sexy lips slide up and down his hard, throbbing pole. He was curious about Helene's technique.

"No, I can't feel anything in it," Blake growled, his voice low and rumbling from the overpowering desire for this woman that filled every part of his body.

She was sitting on him, watching him with some curious glints in her eyes and a smile on her lips, her hips were moving as she ground her hot pussy on the bulge that's grown in his pants, the steady rhythm she kept taking him even higher in his arousal.

Hearing his answer Helene reached between them, never taking her eyes off his, and painfully slowly unbuttoned his trousers and opened the zipper even slower. His cock, freed from the tight restraint, pushed up, making a tent of his boxers.

 

[prometheus 2]

Mike

I felt so totally relaxed, sitting here with Jamie watching the sunset. Never before had I felt this contented.This eurphoria was all because of this wonderfull girl beside me, trading kisses with me like high school sweethearts. Holding hands and sharing the glowing sunset of another day. A day that had started out really rotten and then turned into a glorious sequence of delightfull events and pleasurable surprises. The taste of her love juices still lingered on my tongue and the memory of her aroused body as she shared the tension of her sexual arousal and then her tumultuous release. My arousal and release that pleasured her as well. It was almost as if we had physically made love, had experienced the most satisfying sex with out even touching each other. I would have never beleived it was possible and even now wondered if it had really happened. Her sitting quietly beside me satisfied was proof enough as I took her hand and looking into her dark eyes whispered.

"Have you ever...."

"Never."

She whispered back and I knew we were on the same page. It was not imagination for either of us but the reality of two people sharing a most intimate experience in such a delightfull and satisfying way.

It was getting dark and we made our way back to the car hand in hand and stopping every ten feet or so to turn to each other and pull our bodies together in an embrace our hands kneading
each others butts as our mouths joined in a kiss that fueled the fire that we couldn't deny was building again. Reluctantly as we pulled apart we continued until we finally reached our destination and after one last time of joining in a kiss in the seat of the car, our hands joining in with soft caresses behind each others ears down throats and softly holding breasts and chest. we paused

"Mmmmmm, Hungry?" I said against her throat.

"Yes, she said her mouth against my neck... for you...."

"No silly, I answered. for food at least for now....ok?." She pouted but reluctantly agreed to head for Maynards a late night bar along the beach. Along the way we talked about tomorrow and wnodered if there would be a shoot, if Helene and Daniel had worked things out. "If they don't do the love scene maybe we should take a stab at it." I hesitiated,

"You know, Jamie seriously it might be good for us to try it.. alone of course... on an empty set... if we get the chance".

At Maynards we found a booth in back away from the music where we could talk and flirt. Intoxicated with each others presence, we ordered coffee and sandwiches instead of drinks. We teased each other with bits of food her making a joke about the pickle in my sandwich at the same time as reaching beneath the table to touch my *pickle* beneath my loose swimming suit.

"I never realized you were so well endowed, she said untill you pulled your suit down."

"Not guite like I planned but a rather grand entrance... or should I say smashing exit." I chuckled. "And you my dear, I must say, the sight of your beautifull hair down there...."

My fingers were itching to thread their way through it's luxurious length, and I reached down and cupped her mound feeling the full softness beneath the cloth.

We held each other for a bit enjoying the closeness, not wanting to take it any further for the time being just holding on as if we held a treasure we had found and wanted to savor it together.

"Want to dance?" I asked hearing in the distance the slow strains of a a guitar playing a meloncholy lovesong, Jimmy Buffet belting out one of his seventys tunes.

"Maybe we should.... before I pull down your pants and help myself." she replied huskily."

"I was thinking the same thing, that warm patch of hair was starting to feel really interesting.
but I don't want to mislead you...."

"I want the first time to be long and leasurely." I paused for a moment collecting my thoughts and continued. "Right now I want you very much Jamie but ...could we wait? I'm not into one night stands, sex in cramped uncomfortable places or taken lightly.."

" You don't like quickies? she grinned

"Not the first time around, I retorted sticking out my tongue.

"Thats settled then she said emphatically, we'll just masterbate together for twenty years or so and then maybe if it feels right.."

She started to giggle and I laughed too realizing we were getting much to serious about something so much fun as sex. She put her finger to my lips as I started to continue.

"I know Mike I want the same experience."

On the dance floor. we wern't any better behaved as our hands were all over each other and our hips were locked together in a desire to dance much more intimately. Reluctantly we pulled apart and did our own thing and I watched her move her body in so many interesting ways I just stood there dazed at the sight. she noticed I was really into watching her and she began to put on a real show. Soon other dancers were watching too and stepped back to give her more room, clapping enthusiastically along with others at the bar. I felt proud just being with you and smiled my approval.

 

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Helene felt heady with desire and a certain amount of giddiness as she carefully stripped him of his pants and boxers. She didn't want to risk hurting his foot and ruining the moment. Once finished, she kneeled beside him, stroking his cock with her eyes. It was quite nice, indeed, she thought to herself as she unconsciously licked her lips.

Blake must have seen this because he growled and tangled his fingers in her hair as if to push her onto his cock. Helene didn't need any prodding. She bent down and ran her tongue over the tip of his cock softly, while wrapping her hand around the base of the shaft gently. She didn't stroke with her hand, she simply squeezed gently as her tongue worked all areas of his cock above her hand, getting it nice and wet.

He moaned and his cock glistened with precum. Helene greedily licked it off and looked up at him. His eyes were half closed, but he was looking at her, nonetheless. Without a word, Helene opened her mouth and took the head in, savoring it as one would a candy. She sucked and swirled her tongue around it as her hand slowly began to move up and down the shaft.

His hips rocked beneath her mouth just enough to let her know that he needed more. Sliding her hand down to cup and fondle his balls, Helene quickly took his cock in her mouth until the head was straining to enter her throat.

 

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Blake Williams

Helene must have cast some spell upon him because with his cock buried in her mouth he couldn't control himself at all, his hips bucked involutarily as she took his member deep inside. Moans and animal growls of pleasure escaped his mouth and she massaged the shaft with her tongue and lips. His whole body jerked when she grazed his cock with her teeth and he half sat up, panting and entangling his fingers in Helene's hair, moving his hand to stroke her cheek. His eyes turned inward as she sucked him hard and he fell back on the bed, groaning his delight.

All the time he could feel her hand fondling his balls, adding to his pleasure. She knew just where to massage, where to bite and where to lick. Helene touched and caressed him in all the right places.

"Oh god, this feels great," Blake groaned as she held his length in her hand and slowly licked the underside with the tip of her tongue, swirling it around the head licking off the clear droplet of precum.

Helene sucked on the head again, making Blake writhe on the bed and scratch the upholstery. No one had ever given him such a blowjob, all his nerves tingled with electricity and sucking and kissing sounds Helene was making aroused him even more, to the point where his cock got even harder, the head swelling. Noticing it she moaned in appreciation and sucked him hard whole inside her mouth.

 

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He was so responsive to her, that Helene couldn't help but slide her free hand down to rub her clit. She began to bob her head eagerly on his rock hard member, letting it slide into her throat a little further with each thrust of his hips. Her own hips were wriggling as she continued to stroke her pussy. Blake ran a hand over her ass and between her thighs, taking over for her.

He pinched her clit hard, making her gasp in surprise, which had the added effect of having her finally suck all of his cock into her mouth. Her lips pressed against his body. He let out a fierce groan, followed by her own. His fingers dipped into her pussy and curled inside her.

She began to rock back against his hand as he started to fuck her erratically with his fingers. He was on the verge, she was on the verge, and she didn't know how much longer it would be until release was granted to them. But it wouldn't be long.

Wanting him to cum in her mouth, Helene managed to slide her mouth up to the tip again, and began to pump his veiny staff with her hand as her tongue fluttered along the underside of the head. His moan echoed through the trailer as she swirled her tongue around the entire head of his cock.

His fingers stopped moving.

His body stiffened.

Helene gave another sweet suck on his head, and he promptly began to spasm into her mouth. Three hot, delicious spurts of cum ran over her tongue and down her throat as she swallowed, never stopping her hand.

 

[Poganin]

Blake Williams

Blake decided it wasn't fair for him to be the only one on the subway to orgasm and seeing as Helene started pleasuring herself he turned a bit to gain access to her pussy. He removed her hand that rubbed the clit and started the action himself. She gasped as his fingers pinched and the resulting deepthroat almost made him come, almost but definitely prodded him on the road to the release he so yearned for. He started caressing her more gently, rubbing the tips of his fingers between her labia, getting them all wet and slick with her juices and started circling around her clit, hard and eagerly awaiting further caresses. He would rub it, flick it, twist it a bit and it seemed she liked it best when he rubbed just the tip as her hips bucked and she moaned around his cock, her tongue, lips and throat driving him crazy to the inevitable end.

Blake sliped a finger inside her and then another, curling them a bit to rub the spot and checking for her responses. Soon he was pumping in and out, finger-fucking her in unsteady rhtythm as he had more and more trouble concentrating with his orgasm rushing to greet him. He would sometimes brush her clit and her whole body jerked then, her hips moving sensually, responding to his fingering. She was wet, her juice was flowing down her thighs and his hand was completely covered by it, he could smell the sexy scent of her womanhood, tickling his nose, arousing him even more. He was close, he could feel it and he knew she could too. He changed his tactics, instead of fucking her he pushed his fingers as deep as he could, which was rewarded by a grunt which made his cock tremble, and he began massaging her inside, running his fingers slowly and delicately over her hot, wet flesh.

Then he blanked out, he forgot about the world and where he was, only the intense sensation of cum moving through his cock was registered, almost burning him in the process. He came hard, his hips jerking up, air escaping from his mouth in a moan bordering on animal growl and his cum spurted from his cock so lovingly being taken care of by Helene. He looked bewildered that she still held it in her mouth, pumping him with her hand and swallowing his semen.

He could relax at last, having reached fulfillment. Helene was licking him clean now and with his face burning and heart hammering from the intense orgasm he propped himself up.

"That felt so good!" he panted, looking at Helene, his eyes having trouble focusing. "Thank you. Now's my turn," he whispered and motioned for her to return to him.

She did and soon they were kissing again, grinding their bodies against each other, embraced tightly wirh Blakes finger rubbing her wet, hot slit. He could taste his cum on her lips and tongue and it kept his cock hard. Frantically kissing her neck and shoulders he panted, "I want to taste you now."

Helene moved up and straddled his face, looking at him from above, her fingers playing with his hair. For a moment he did nothing, just looking at her pussy, pink from arousal, lips parted and glistening with her love juices. He rubbed her with his fingers, gathering her juices and raising his hand. Blake looked her in the eyes.

"Just look how wet you are! What would your fans say when they got to know you get so hot with a Mr Fixit," he chukled and blew some air at her pussy at the same time touching his love juice-covered fingers to her lips.

 

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She sucked on his fingers eagerly as she listened to him. Helene chuckled, but it was cut short by a gasp as his finger slid over her clit. She had been close to orgasm when Blake had cum, but now she just wanted to feel his tongue on her flesh, inside her, before she surrendered to climax.

"They'd be amazed, wouldn't they?" Her voice was deeper than usual, and was husky with desire. His tongue flicked lightly at her clit and Helene moaned.

"Yesss...more, Blake, more." He indulged her with a few more frustrating licks at her aching nubbin. Her hands braced against the wall as she struggled to stay above him. She was rocking her hips back and forth, as if enticing his tongue to follow her.

His hands grasped her hips and his fingers dug into her buttocks. He was kneading her ass as he began to lick her from stem to sternum, so to speak. Helene couldn't help her reaction; a long, continuous moan rang out into the trailer as he licked. Her moan echoed her road to orgasm, increasing gradually in intensity and volume.

His tongue entered her pussy just as her moan was waning. She jumped a bit, and bit down on her lower lip. Almost there. By God, his tongue was magical.

"Yeah, that's it..." she said, as if half drugged.

 

[Poganin]

Blake Williams

Helene's moans and words prodded him further. With his hands steadying her hips, bucking each time he found one of her weak spots, and his tongue stimulating the entrance to her pussy Blake could feel her desire radiating from her. Through her words, through her movements and reactions he was learning how to caress her, where to lick her and how to give her as much pleasure as possible, he wanted to repay her for the glorious, powerful blowjob she'd given him. His mouth and cheeks were shiny with her flowing juices, proof of arousal if he doubted her reactions.

His throbbing erection momentarily forgotten, he concentrated completely on stimulating her, the tip of his thumb stroking the tip of her clit, her shiny pearl that peeked at him and his tongue buried inside her, probing as deep as possible and then returning to flick along the entrance. Helene's body stiffened in response and she gasped feeling him deep inside her. Her natural scents and tastes hurried him onward to tongue-fuck her and she synchronised the grinding motion of her hips to his licking. Her pussy was so wet and hot he couldn't wait to slide his cock inside her.

He put his tongue as deep as he could and moved it around, erratically stimulating her slick walls. Helene's movements gained speed and amplitude and her breath quickened. Blake judged she was getting closer and held stronger on her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her buttocks. Leaving her pussy he swirled his tongue around her clit once in a loving sweep and her body jerked and she moaned so sweetly Blake couldn't help in return kissing and sucking gently on the pleasure nub. Then he licked along the entrance again and between her lips and stuck his tongue inside again, his moves slow and deliberate this time, bent upon taking her as high as possible. Blake continued his tongue-fucking, aware that she was almost at the top.

 

[soliloquy]

Helene almost collapsed on his face when she came, the impact was so forceful. She felt her whole body wracked with what seemed to be one powerful shudder. She nearly screamed as she came, unaware of the handsome man beneath her, unaware of anything happening outside of this mind-blowing orgasm.

Slowly, her body returned to a more stable state and she clumsily climbed off of Blake to lay beside him. Throwing her leg over him, her leg brushed his still stiff cock. Damn! This was the very good thing of fucking a younger guy. She smiled at him.

"Where did you learn to do that?" she asked softly.

He smiled at her shyly. "Um..."

She cut him off with a kiss, tasting her own arousal on his lips. She made short work of licking his face clean, which he seemed to like, as his cock twitched against her leg. She adjusted her position so that his cock was laying against her wet pussy lips. He moaned at the contact.

Helene kissed him again, her tongue sliding luxuriously into his mouth, and swirling passionately. His hips bucked upwards, and she chuckled.

"Eager for another?" she asked tenderly, but not without humor.

Tracing her finger over his lips softly, she murmurred to him, "just give me a few minutes, lover."

And then her lips were again upon his, now addicted to the feel of his sweet tongue against her own. She could just eat this one up.

 

[Poganin]

Blake Williams

Blake eagerly responded to Helene's kisses, hooked on to her lips and addicted to her tongue probing his mouth. He growled into her mouth as she rubbed his cock with her wet, hot pussy lips. Taking it slow he embraced her with his right arm and closed his left hand on Helene's breast, her skin with a pinkish tinge from her orgasm. He fondled and massaged the soft flesh, tracing the areola with his thumb. And all the time their tongues played tag in their mouths.

Blake pulled Helene to lay on him, enjoying the feeling of her body on him, the softness of her breasts as they pushed into him. He looked her in the eyes saying nothing for a long while. Touching his face Helene brushed his hair off his face and traced a line from his forehead to his chin, stopping at his lips for a while, with a warm smile letting him suck on her finger.

He felt his hard pole rest against the warm, soft skin of her buttocks, barely touching her pussy, prolonging the time between their orgasms and the moment they would become one, with his cock buried deep inside her body, filling her.

"God I love to kiss you!" Blake muttered between their kisses as he alternated between sucking on her upper and lower lips. "Your lips are the best... mmmm."

 

[soliloquy]

She growled into his mouth and attacked it yet again for another delicious probing of his mouth. His skin against her nipples was having the desired effect, and his cock between her legs was coaxing out her arousal more quickly than she had thought possible.

Her hand slipped between them and she grabbed his rod by the hand and guided the head of it between her pussy lips. She began to rock against the movement, effectively masturbating herself with his rigid prick until she was ready.

Their breaths were ragged and their moans began to ring out through the room. The scent of sex was heavy and intoxicating.

"Now?" she asked, looking into his eyes?

"Now," he growled.

She slid the head of his cock into her pussy and descended, taking him in slowly until her pussy lips were pressed up against his skin. Throwing her head back, she moaned as she squeezed him inside her. Helene circled her hips, getting a feel of his cock filling her. And then she began to rise, his hands on her hips, encouraging her to ride him like a wild horse.

A wild ride this certainly was.

Bending down, she took his lower lip between her teeth and nibbled as she began her descent. His hips pushed up into her and she cried out, accidentally biting his lip just a little.