Balloon Ride

[kittykateater]

OOC: Another thread inspired this idea.

I am Jeff, looking for someone to play Rita. We have been dating for only a short time, no sex yet. In fact, Rita is still a virgin.

We are taking a ride in a hot-air balloon, over spectacular scenery of lakes, mountains, forests, and rivers. We are sharing a picnic lunch and a bottle of champagne.

Over time, we look less at the passing scenery than into each other's eyes, and we become more interested in the view inside the balloon's gondola than outside, as things start to heat up between us.

I want this story to be romantic and sexy, the sex to unfold slowly and spectacularly, to draw the two characters very close together.

So, anyone want to be Rita? Her description, and how the action unfolds in the ballloon, is all wide open. Take the story in any direction you want, within the general framework I've described.

Kittykateater

 

[patford31769]

Rita
age 19
5'8", long brown hair

I don't know, I never really noticed guys before last year. I was mostly the type of girl to have her head in a book or glued to a computer screen, looking at political web sites. Yeah, I was definitely the intellectual type. I even still have the thick, nerdy glasses to prove it.

But then last summer, several things happened.

First, I turned 18. An age when even the strictest Christian extremist could no longer deny that I could have sexual urges like anyone else. Like any other ADULT! For now that I was 18, I felt adult.

Then my annual eye exam revealed that my nerdy eye-strengthening glasses had done their job. My vision was normal now, and I would no longer need glasses. I could show off my pretty face without glasses marring my looks any more.

And I grew my tits last summer, too. I mean, I had slight breasts since I was about 13. But now they filled out fully. Nice big firm round woman breasts, like ripe melons. The first time I saw my newly-blossomed breasts in the mirror, I sensed that boys would really admire them, and I wanted to show them off. So I dumped the five-sizes-too-big baggy flannel shirts, in favor of tight-fitting low-cut tank tops that showed off lots of cleavage, and even showed a little side-profile of my breasts. I liked this look, I really liked it. I usually wore no bra underneath. My nipples seemed to forever be big and hard, and believe me, the boys noticed them pressed against my tank-tops, and their noticing made me feel damned good about myself, that I am a worthwhile and desirbale woman, not a nerdy little girl any more.

But that was just it. Most of the boys stared at me creepily, and tried to grope me. I wished I could find a boy who liked me for me, not just for my body that had seemingly blossomed overnight.

And then I ran into Jeff again. Jeff and I had been best friends from first through sixth grade. I had been a real tomboy back then, as well as a bookworm. Jeff and I had played baseball and football together, and climbed trees together. We had talked half the night, many nights, about the great books we had recently read, or the new movie we both liked. I had been one of the boys to him, and he had been like my best girlfriend to me, and I could tell him anything. Because we were both goofy, nerdy little kids, we had been like kindred souls. But then because we lived on opposite sides of town, and due to the oddities of school zoning, we had wound up no longer being in the same school in Junior High and High School. I had made new friends in the years since, and I hadn't really given Jeff much thought lately.

And then I saw him in the store about three weeks ago. He was no longer the nerdy, awkward little boy. He had grown tall and mucular, and so very handsome. Did I say handsome? Oh my God, he was like drop-dead GORGEOUS, all bulging biceps, and rippling pecs in a tight t-shirt. And the cutest short-cropped blonde hair. Something deep inside my body, deep inside my soul, stirred at the mere sight of him.

He looked me up and down, and refused to believe I was that same nerdy tomgirl. "That's because I'm not the same little girl any more."

"I can see that," he smiled charmingly. "I like what I see. I DEFINITELY like what I see!"

"And I like what I see, too. You are HOT!"

We chatted for probably two hours right there in the store, catching each other up on everything that had happened to us since 7th grade.

Reluctantly, we both had to go home. So I pulled a black felt-tip marker out of my purse, and wrote my phone number in huge letters the whole length of his forearm, so he would definitely see it and not forget to call me. I then handed the marker to Jeff, and he wrote his number on my arm as well.

He called me the next evening, and invited me out to dinner and a movie. This hot hunk was actually asking me, the girl who was a boy-hating tomboy nerd a year ago. We had a great time on our first date, and I asked if I could see him again. When he replied with a very enthusiastic yes, my heart raced, and I could feel a slight dampening in my panties.

A new local rock band, that was causing quite a stir in town, would be playing an outdoor concert Firday night, so I called Jeff and asked if he would go to the concert with me.

The band was playing very romantic love songs, some classical rock and some their own new compositions. A lot of people started dancing right there on the grass of the city park. Jeff asked me if I wanted to dance. We showed our best gyrating rock-dance moves in front of each other. He was quite a skilled dancer, no doubt from being so muscular and athletic.

Then the band played a slow dance. He swept me up into his arms, and his arms felt so good around me. So natural, you know? Like being in his arms was the place I always belonged, but I had never known it before this very moment. It was such a warm and wonderful feeling, such a sweet revelation, to be enfolded in his arms now. I put my arms around his back as we danced close together. I accidentally-on-purpose let my hand slide further and further down his back, until I was massaging his tight, firm, muscular ass cheeks. They felt so great, I couldn't resist giving them a squeeze. I had never behaved like this with any guy before, but there was just something about Jeff. His amazing good looks, plus our childhood history together, how we had been kindred souls most of our young lives, his polite and gentlemanly behavior with me now, and the growing feeling (which we both shared) that even in adulthood we were still soulmates, all of this combined made Jeff seem irresistible to me now, and loosened some of my usual inhibitions around him.

The band played another slow song, and as we danced with our arms around each other, Jeff and I simultaneously leaned our heads closer into each other, until we met in a sweet, romantic kiss. Once our lips met, they didn't seem to want to part. The song lasted about 4 minutes, and our lips stayed locked together that whole time.

And then last weekend, Jeff called me and asked me for our third date. Which, of course, I enthusiastically accepted, remembering how so many of my high-school girlfriends had told me that sex always seemed to happen on that magical third date. Maybe that was why I was still a virgin: no boy had ever yet asked me on a third date! I thought about this being Jef and my third date, and I wondered if this would indeed be our first-sex date. I secretly hoped it would be. I was still a virgin, and I wanted to lose that...I wanted to lose it to Jeff, and ONLY to Jeff!

I tried to pump him for information, thinking I wanted to know in advance where I might be surrendering my virginity to him. But he was all mysterious about where we were going and what we would be doing.

We drove a long, narrow road out into the country. We finally stopped in the middle of this big grassy field, miles from any building. Except for this little shack of an office in the middle of the field. And maybe half a dozen huge hot-air balloons parked around the office.

Jeff led me into that office, and addressed the desk clerk like an old friend. "Hi, Tom!"

The clerk replied. "Hey, Jeff. Ready for your balloon ride? This must be Rita?"

"Yes I am."

"You are even more spectacularly beautiful than Jeff said."

"Thank you," I smiled. "Are you taking me up in one of those...those...THINGS, Jeff? Do you even know what you're DOING?"

"Tom's been giving me ballooning lessons all week."

"Jeff's very good," Tom reassured me. "He handles the balloon very well. You needn't worry, Rita. We've never had an accident yet in 25 years of renting balloons, and especially not with anyone as capable as Tom. And he'll have a walkie-talkie with him, to call me if he needs anything."

Jeff took a huge picnic basket out of his car trunk, and loaded it into the gondola of the hot-air balloon. He then helped me in, and he climbed in after me. Tom untied the anchoring ropes. Jeff gave a tug on a rope inside the balloon, shooting a high flame up into the balloon, and just like that, we were airborne.

Jeff skillfully guided our balloon over hills, across lakes and rivers, as we climbed higher and higher. The view was spectacular, breathtaking. This unique date was shaping up so wonderfully. Jeff was definitely a unique man, to have thought-up such an unusual third date.

When we had leveled off at our cruising altitude, and caught a nice wind that guided us onward, Jeff no longer needed to control the balloon, and he began to unpack the picnic basket. He handed me a fried-chicken leg, and took one for himself. We hand-fed strawberries to each other, eating them in the most suggestive ways while flirting shamelessly, outrageously with each other.

Jeff next produced a bottle of champagne and two tall, fluted glasses. He poured, and we intertwined arms to offer each other champagne. After we sipped from each other's champagne glass, our lips again met in a soft, gentle kiss. I enjoyed the taste of the champagne on his lips. I'm not sure who parted lips first, but soon we were gently, lovingly sliding the tips of our tongues into each other's mouth, catching the delightful tickle of champagne bubbles on each other's tongue. This was the best, the most romantic, the most thrilling kiss I had ever experienced, with the man I was already falling in love with, all alone in a hot-air balloon, high above the ground.

I wrapped both of my arms around his neck, intertwining my arms at the wrists, and pulled him closer. My tongue flickered at his, and his tongue gently tasted the roof of my mouth.

I released my arms from around his neck, and slid them slowly down his back, until I was kneading his ass cheeks. I grasped his right hand, and I gently placed his flat, open right palm against my breast. He looked at me quizzically, and I nodded yes. He massaged my breast, then cupped it, and gently squeezed. He slid his fingers through the arm hole of my tank-top, pinching my big, hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

I pulled down my tank-top and tucked the fabric just under my breasts.

"Oh, Rita, they are so beautiful!" he declared.

"You can kiss them if you want to."

"Yes, I really, really want to," he grinned, leaning in close. His hot lips felt so great against the bare flesh of my breasts. Then he kissed my areoles, and finally move inward to kiss my nipples. He then gently sucked a nipple into his mouth, and he playfully nibbled on it. I tilted my head back, letting myself enjoy the pleasure, enjoy the moment, as I let out a soft moan now.

I moved my hand around from his butt, to give his cock a loving squeeze through his trousers. His bulge felt so huge, and that made me want his hugeness all the more, the hugeness that he was so obviously hiding from my eyes, from my hands, from my mouth.

He slowly, teasingly slipped a hand down the front of my tight shorts. When his figer finally slipped into me and rubbed my G-spot, I let out a squeal of delight.

I made short work of unfastening his belt and tugging down his zipper. His cock was even bigger and harder than I had even imagined, than I had dared to hope. I stopped looking at the passing scenery below our balloon, the valleys, the orchard, the farms, the rivers. I gazed longingly, lovingly at his cock, and I told him, "This is the best, the most spectacular scenery I've seen all DAY!"

He unzipped my shorts, and he knelt down on the floor of the ballon's gondola. He kissed me gently, sweetly, on my pussy lips, until they opened wide for him. He slid his tongue inside of me, tasting the wetness of my love tunnel.

"Mmmm!" I moaned. "That feels WONDERFUL, Jeff! But I want you to do something for me now." I gazed deep into his eyes, sweetly, pleadingly. Then with a lustful look to make sure he fully understood my needs, my desires. "Would you do me a favor, Jeff, and rid me of my accursed virginity? Right here, and right now?"

"Are you sure, Rita?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my whole life, Jeff. This is our third date, the date when sex usually happens, the date when sex is SUPPOSED to happen, the date when I WANT sex to happen. I've never been on a third date before, Jeff...with ANY guy. I love you, Jeff, and I want you! I want you to be the man who takes away my virginity. I want to surrender myself to you fully and completely now. I'm horny as hell right now, Jeff. Hornier than I've ever been before in my whole life. So yes, Jeff, I am VERY sure! Take me, Jeff! Take me right here. Take me right NOW! Please?"

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

It was wonderful running onto Rita again after all these years. She had certainly grown to be a stunning beauty, since we drifted apart after sixth grade. She was definitely not a nerdy little tomboy any more! Better yet, she seemed to really like the way I had grown to be so tall, strong, and athletic. The attraction and the chemistry between us was definitely mutual.

I couldn't believe it when she wrote her phone number on my arm. I mean, I've had a few girls write their number on my palm, and usually it would sweat off before I could call them. But Rita wrote her number so big on my arm, "to be sure you'll call me" as she said. That was funny, cute, and charming. So I decided I definitely had to call her. Which I did.

I told a couple of my old buddies from the high school football team about my first date with Rita. One of them, Bob, told me that dinner and a movie was such a lame, pathetic excuse for a date. But when I challenged him, "So what would YOU have done, smart guy?" he had no answer. He only said I had to think up a truly memorable date, put some thought and planning into a unique and interesting date.

I didn't have a chance to do that on our second date, since she arranged for us to go to an outdoor rock concert. It felt so great dancing with her, holding her close in my arms. I could definitely enjoy more of this. Much, much more of this. A lifetime of dancing with Rita in my arms.

The day after that second date, I was out riding my motorcycle on a lonely country road, thinking about Rita, how beautiful and sexy and fun she is, and how I wanted our relationship to develop. How I wanted our childhood friendship to resume, and to grow into much more than just mere friendship.

As I was saying, I was riding my motorcycle a million miles from anywhere, when I came across this sign about renting balloon rides. I drove my Harley off into a grassy field to find this ramshackle little office. The desk clerk introduced himself as Tom, and before I knew it, I had signed up for a week of ballooning lessons. Tom took me aloft every day, showing me how to control everything. The view from up there was spectacular, and I knew that Rita would enjoy it. I had found the unique and memorable date I wanted for us.

I felt good about spending a week planning a truly unique date. All my time, effort, and planning would show Rita that I truly care about her, that I want to get closer to her.

Then too, I had heard all about that magical third date. The so-called sex date. I had never had a third date with any girl myself, but I certainly knew the legends about "the third date." Taking such care in planning our third date would, I hope, make Rita want more than just friendship with me. Maybe I wouldn't have sex with her on this date, and honestly love and romance and friendship with her, a lifteime relationship with her, was more important to me now than just the sex was. I knew the sex with her would come in due time, when we were both ready. But I also felt certain that my care, planning, and thoughtfulness would make her thinking in that direction, and speed up when the sex would happen between us. And if Rita and I were to get sexual very soon, well, I certainly wouldn't mind that at all. Not at all!

What I never expected, though, was that Rita would want this third date of ours to get sexual right there in the gondola of the balloon! But why not? We were high above the ground, way out in the country, a million miles from anyone else, a million miles from anywhere, and too high up for even the birds to see us now.

When she declared "I'm horny as hell right now, Jeff. Hornier than I've ever been before in my whole life," I placed her hand on my cock.

"So am I, Rita. So am I!"

"Yes," she smiled, "I can see and feel that! I want you, Jeff!"

Then she became even more determined, even more aggressive. "Take me, Jeff! Take me right here. Take me right NOW! Please?"

I stood up, enfolded her in my arms, and kissed her. I kissed her hard, kissed her passionately. I alreday had her shorts open, and now I tugged them down to her ankles in one swift motion. She gingerly stepped out of her shorts, and kicked them to a corner of the gondola.

Her tank-top was neatly tucked under her bare breasts. She raised her arms straight up above her head, and I eased the tank-top up off of her, tossing it down beside her shorts.

Standing naked before me, she got this devilishly wicked grin on her face. She wrestled my T-shirt up over my head, and then tugged my pants down. I stepped out of them, and kicked my pants into the corner with her clothes.

We encircled our arms around each other, and we French kissed very eagerly, knocking the breath out of each other. While kissing and hugging, we both sank to our knees on the floor of the balloon's gondola. I started leaning forward, gently pushing her over backward, onto her back, our lips still locked together, our tongues still dueling with each other.

When she was flat on her back, with me on top of her, I slowly moved my kisses down to her neck, over first her right breast and then her left. I kissed down her ribs, licked at her cute navel, and then kissed the outer edges of her pussy lips, spiraling my way inward until I was kissing and licking first her clit, and then her G-spot. I was throughly enjoying tasting her spasming pussy, which was thoroughly soaking my face with her next explosive orgasm right on top of her last.

"Mmmm!" she moaned. "That feels wonderful. But I told you before, I don't want you to eat me out right now. I want you to take my virginity."

She encircled her little fist around my thick, achingly-hard cock, and she guided me toward her wide-open and dripping-wet slit.

"Fuck me, Jeff!" she whined. "I want--no, no I need--you to fuck me."

I eased my cock-head into her very hot, very moist pussy, teasing her mercilessly with my slow descent. I pushed my way into her very high, way at the top of her pussy, so I was sliding tight up against her clit and her G-spot as I entered her. I wanted her very first time to be as pleasurable for her as possible. Her moaning, squirming, thrashing around, and shaking from head to toe, told me I was definitely doing something right.

"Fuck me, Jeff," she groaned. Then she half-shouted, half-screamed "Fuck me NOW!"

Who was I to refuse such a request, such a demand, from the beautiful and sexy woman I love? So, little bit by little bit, I slowly, gently eased my thick, hard rod deeper and deeper into her now. We both moaned and groaned louder and louder, but nobody else could hear us, as our balloon sailed high above field and forest.

"Fuck me! Fuck me NOW!"

 

[patford31769]

Rita

I couldn't believe that I was surrendering my virginity to Jeff now. And of all places, in a hot-air balloon sailing high above the tree-tops. It was such an unusual, thoughtful, and romantic place to make love.

My parents always told me that virginity was precious. But ever since meeting and falling ion love with Jeff, my virginity felt like a burden, not a gift, and I had wanted to rid myself of it for a very long time. I couldn't imagine anyone I wanted to give my virginity to, or to have take from me, than Jeff. I genuinely love Jeff. He is so kind, so sweet, so considerate, so caring, so giving. Besides, he is so cute, so hot, I couldn't think of a greater guy to have my first-ever sex with.

And now as he slowly, sweetly, gently, and very lovingly eased himself into me on the floor of the balloon, I knew I had made a wise choice. He is SUCH a stud. He must have made love with DOZENS of women, to be this skilled a lover, to know his way around a woman's body this well. To know all the right places to touch and caress, to know exactly the right time to touch me in the right place. Yes, he must be very experienced indeed. Oh, well. I figured it didn't really matter how many lovers he had BEFORE me, as long as he has no other lovers AFTER me.

As for me, with my complete lack of experience, I was going on pure instinct now. His cock felt SO damned good inside of me, that I involuntarily squeezed my pussy muscles down very tight around him, like I didn't ever want to let him go. Come to think of it, I truly didn't want his magnificent hard shaft to EVER leave my pussy.

As my pussy clamped down tight around him, I realized that my quivering, contracting pussy was actually pulling him down even deeper into me! I just LOVED how that felt! So now I began to DELIBERATELY squeeze my pussy, and to my pure joy and delight, I discovered that my purposeful squeezing forced even more of his hard-on, even deeper down into me. I was getting so turned on now, so hot, so VERY wet. As I squeezed, his cock pulsed and flared-out and throbbed, further increasing the tightness and the friction between my slippery walls and his hard cock.

I was breathing very heavily now. My soft moans were growing steadily louder. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him down, until his handsome, muscular chest was mashed tight down against my breasts. I wrapped my legs around his ass and pushed hard downward, eager to force more and more of his enormous cock into my very hungry, very juicy slit. GOD, how I wanted him, how I needed him now!

He slid himself upward against me just a little, so that on each in-and-out thrust, his cock rubbed hard up against my clit and my G-spot. That felt so great, that I once more involuntarily squeezed the hell out of his very thick shaft with my pussy muscles. That contraction made me tremble and shake from head to toe. And then I experienced something I'd never felt before in my life, even when I had played with myself with my fingers late at night. I felt a thick liquid release itself from very deep down inside my love chamber, and this new feeling was more wonderful than mere words can describe. I realized that my orgasm was coming (pun intended) from my G-spot now, and that was probably why it was way more intense than my usual clitoral orgasms when I would play with myself.

I sat up a little, and looked down. My juices were flowing down along his shaft and out of my pussy. I smiled in joy and triumph, for having my first orgasm that was not self-created, with such a handsome, sexy, and loving man, a man I truly love.

And then it happened. His cock pulsed mightily, deep inside of me. I could almost feel the come rushing up from his balls, along the whole length of his long, thick, hard, throbbing cock. And then the come literally burst out of him, so explosively, splattering so warmly and forecfully into the deepest depths of me. It was the most wonderfully and intense feeling of my life. My clit throbbed, and then it came too. I looked down again, and my pussy, his cock, my thighs, his thighs, and the floor of the balloon's gondola, were all thickly smeared with our throughly-blended love juices. His. Mine. OURS! And more and more was STILL flowing out of both of us. Oh my God, this was so wonderful, so amazing!

"Thank you, Jeff," I groaned, still quivering, still writhing, still coming. "Oh, THANK you for accepting the gift of my virginity, freely and willingly given to you. And thank you for making my first time so wonderful, so memorbale. Sex with you is far more wonderful than I even ever imagined. I can't help it, I love you, Jeff. I love you now more than ever!"

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

We were both still coming, right there on the floor of our rented hot-air balloon, when Rita moaned "Thank you for accepting the gift of my virginity, freely and willingly given to you."

I smiled. I slid in and out of her hard, 3 or 4 more times. Then I came yet again, then replied, "And thank YOU, Rita, for accepting the gift of MY virginity."

She looked up at me in amazement, in astonishment. "You've NEVER made love with another woman before? EVER?"

"No."

"But you are so GOOD at it. You are an AMAZING lover! How did you get so damned GOOD?"

"Instinct. Pure instinct. Fueled by my love and lust for you. And what about YOU? What kind of virgin knows EXACTLY how and when to squeezee the hell out of a man's cock with her pussy! Are you SURE you're still a virgin?"

"I'm not a virgin any MORE!" she grinned. She threw her loving arms around me and kissed me very passionately. "Thanks to YOU!"

"Thank you, baby!" we both said in unison, then laughed at the coincidence of saying exactly the same words at exactly the same time. "I love you!" we both said in unison again.

Now I sat up and peered my head just above the rim of the gondola. The shifting wind had blown us around the other way, and we were rapidly approaching the balloon-rental office now. The sun was just starting to set, painting the sky a breathtaking orange. I knew we would have to be landing soon, but I did not want to leave Rita just yet.

As if reading my mind, Rita sat up naked behind me, placed her hands on my shoulders, and pulled me down onto the floor of the balloon, flat on my back, my very hard cock pointing straight up. The sight of my cock aiming skyward made her squeal in delight. She then straddled her legs on both sides of my hips, steadied herself with her hands on my chest, and slowly slipped herself downward. To help her, I wrapped my right hand around my still-hard cock, guiding it upward as she slowly inched her wide-open and spectacularly beautiful pussy down toward my throbbing hard-on.

Once she lowered herself down around my cock-head, I released my hand from around my quivering cock, and I let her start to sink her tight, hot, wet pussy down, ever so slowly down, over my thick, hard cock. Her pussy descending over my cock felt so amazing, so damned wonderful now. "I love you, Rita!" I moaned. Then I shouted into the wind and into the orange sunset, "I LOVE YOU!"

 

[patford31769]

Rita

I was stunned when Jeff said he had been a virgin until this very moment. But I believed him when he told me that his lovemaking skills were pure instinct, not experience. After all, not to boast, but I think I had done pretty well making love with Jeff, too, going on pure instinct, on my love and my lust for Jeff, with absolutley no previous experience myself.

When Jeff sat up in our rented hot-air balloon, I sat up behind him, softly rubbing my pussy against his bare ass. And such a beautiful ass it is!

The setting sun told us both that we would have to land soon, and end this magical evening. But I wasn't ready to leave Jeff yet, to stop making love with him yet. I sensed that he wasn't finished yet either. So I eased him down flat onto his back, and I began to slip my pussy down over him.

"Mmmmm!" I moaned. "I just want to ride you all night long!"

My words made his cock pulse even more rapidly, to grow even longer and even harder now. He pushed himself upward as I slid myself downward, until his balls were knocking against my pussy lips, seeking entry.

"Oh...my...GOD!" I groaned, clamping my pussy down tighter around him than ever before. I held him in me so tightly now, that he could no longer slide in and out in a fucking motion. All he could do was pulse and flare and throb deep inside of me, as my very hungry pussy squeezed the hell out of him. Finally, I released my pussy's death-grip from around his extremely hard cock, and I eased myself upward, until only his big, bulbous cock-head was still thrust up inside of me.

"Hurry!" I whined. "Fuck me again, before the sun sets!" He thrust himself upward, while I slammed my whole body downward very quickly. My pussy was stretched open very wide, and stuffed completely full of hard cock now. "Fuck...me...NOW! I groaned.

Screaming in unison, we both came at exactly the same moment, even more powerfully, even more forcefully, than the first time. "I absolutely LOVE this man!" I shouted.

"I love Rita!" Jeff shouted back, as we both came yet again. Then we just lay there, all naked and panting and sweaty, my come and his dribbling straight down out of my pussy, down along his hard and deeply-buried cock, and down onto his belly and his thighs, as we watched the sun sink lower and lower over the horizon, as we watched the setting sun turn from yellow to orange to red.

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

When I had slid myself down into Rita on the floor of the balloon, I had been showing her how much I really love her, how much I care for her. Because I was giving her the gift of my virginity, as well as accepting the gift she was giving me, of her own virginity.

Now, with her on top of me and riding me with such enthusiasm, I could feel how very much she loves me, too. And believe me, I was thrusting myself up into her with as much love, with as much enthusiasm, as she was showing me as she rode me hard and rode me fast.

After we both came yet again, I wanted us only to lie naked in each other's arms now. But the sun was setting, and I knew I would have to land our balloon now, before it grew too dark for me to see what I was doing and risk crashing into the tree-tops.

As I hung the ballast sand-bags over the side, and reduced the flame in the balloon's hot-air bag, we began our slow descent. All the while, Rita stood behind me, her ams encircling my waist, her bare pussy pressing and rubbing against my naked ass, both of her hands encircling my still-hard, still come-smeared cock.

Now that the balloon was starting its descent, I could turn around and kiss her. Which I did. She climbed up on my hips, wrapping her legs around me, and she slipped her pussy over my cock one last time. She tossed her head back and groaned. To my amazement, she came on my cock yet again. Feeling her orgasm made me come too, as I shot one last stream of my come deep inside of her.

"We'll be on the ground soon," I told her. "We'd better get dressed."

"We'd better clean up first," she grinned. For a moment, I didn't know what she meant. Then Rita knelt down on her knees between my legs, and she licked my come, and hers, off of my cock. When I was nice and clean, I sank to my knees, and my tongue thorougly cleaned her pussy, inside and out.

I helped Rita back into her miniskirt, giving her beautiful round ass a loving squeeze as I dressed her. She gave my cock a squeeze as she pulled my pants back onto me. I was just finishing-up rebuttoning her blouse, and she was rebuttoning my shirt, as our balloon gently bumped down onto the ground.

Tom, the balloon rental agent, signed us out for having returned his balllon, and handed me the receipt. With a wink, he asked "Did you two have a good time up there?"

"It was WONDERFUL!" Rita grinned happily. She didn't even seem embarrassed now, when a drop of my white come oozed out the corner of her mouth and slowly rolled down her chin.

"Yes," Tom smiled. "I can see you had a GREAT time up there!"

Tom's comment made me laugh, and when my mouth opened in laughter, a drop of Rita's sweet pussy juice started slowly rolling its way down my own chin. Neither Rita nor I made any effort to wipe the come of our mouths. We were giving Tom a free show; let him enjoy it!

I tucked the receipt into my shirt pocket. I put a leather jacket and a helmet on Rita, then I put on my own jacket and helmet. We both climbed on my motorcycle, me up front and Rita on the back. As we sped off down the dark country road, she wrapped her arms around my waist to hold on tight. She said something to me, but her voice was lost in the wind.

She slid her hands down from my chest, down to my crotch, and began rubbing the fabric over my cock. She said something again, but I still could not hear her.

She slid a hand down inside the front of my pants, and she gave my cock a gentle, loving squeeze. "I said," she shouted, "I'm still VERY horny!"

That did it. I steered my motorcycle hard right into a corn field, knocking down tall corn stalks, as the motorcycle coasted to a stop. We both climbed down off the motorcycle. I gently removed her helmet, and she removed mine. We stood between the corn-stalks, kissing passionately for a very long time, then turning our hot, passionate kiss into a French kiss, our tongues wrapped around each other and wrestling each other.

"Mmmph!" she grunted, pushing me away. "I said," she repeated loudly, "I'm still VERY horny!"

We practically tore each other's clothes off, then we pushed each other, naked, down between the rows of corn.

She wrapped her hand around my cock as I slipped a bent finger deep inside of her.

"Oh, Rita!" I moaned. "I want SO much to fuck you now!"

"And I want you to fuck me!" she groaned.

 

[patford31769]

Rita

We held each other tightly, and we slowly made love in the corn field, against the backdrop of the rapidly-setting red sun. At first, our lovemaking was not as urgent as it had been in the balloon. But then his cock started to throb rapidly as it thrust in and out of me. Feeling him throb turned me on SO much!

"I have to COME!" I screamed.

"So come!" he laughed.

"Come WITH me!" I moaned, thrashing and gyrating amid the corn stalks.

We rolled over and over again, him on top, then me on top, then him on top, then me on top, then...well, you get the idea. As we rolled over and over again in each other's arms, our bodies locked together at the crotch, we both twirled in a circle, pushing each other in a circle, like the hands of a clock chasing each other. We heard corn-stalks crack and snap as we broke them with our sexually-gyrating bodies.

After we both came about 4 more times, we took about 15 minutes to catch our breath, while holding each other and alternating between soft lip kisses and passionate tongue-kisses. Finally, we both stood up. The headlight of Jeff's motorcycle illuminated the area where we had just been lying, rolling around, and making love. To our amazement, the corn stalks were broken and trampled into a perfect circle.

"NOW I know where crop circles come from!" Jeff laughed.

"Mmm!" I kissed him. "Let's make MORE crop circles. Lots and LOTS of crop circles!"

"Let's see what intricate patterns we can make this time," he agreed.

We walked a few feet further into the corn field, and we lay down amid new corn stalks. As we made love, we waved our arms and legs around, and spun in circles and spirals, as we rolled over and over again, our arms and legs locked around each other.

When we got up after two more orgasms apiece, we were delighted to see that we had formed a star-of-David (six-pointed star) within a circle.

"There might be something to your crop-circle theory after all!" I laughed.

"Mmmm!" he moaned, kissing me, his wonderful tongue slipping into my mouth. "Let's make MORE crop circles! Many, MANY more crop circles!"

"I'd LOVE to!" I replied enthusiastically. Hell, anything to keep that big hard cock of his in me tonight! ALL night!

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

Making crop circles in the corn field reminded me of when I was a little boy, and this neighborhood girl and I would lie down in the snow, waving our arms and legs to make snow angels.

The difference with Rita was, we weren't bundled up for snow, but we were both stark naked and locked together at the lips and at the crotch. I couldn't help wondering if those space aliens had as much fun making crop circles, as we were having now.

But now the sun was starting to rise, and I feared that the farmer might catch us in the act. I was not so much worried that he would see Rita and me having sex, as I was that he would aim a double-barreled shotgun at us for destroying so much of his corn crop, his living, the money to feed his family. So I told Rita we had better leave now.

Rita asked if I love her and trust her enough to let her drive my Harley. Of course I do. So we quickly got dressed, and I climbed on my motorcycle behind her. As we sped off, with her driving and me seated behind her, I threw both of my arms around her waist to hold on. She took one hand off the handlebar-controls long enough to guide my left hand down the front of her pants and inside her panties. As I stroked her pussy inside her panties, she twitched, quivered, and purred contentedly. So I slid my right hand down her panties, too. As my left hand played with the outside of her pussy, I slid two fingers of my right hand deep inside her juicy pussy. She moaned loudly, and she thrust her ass backward, hard against my crotch.

She once again removed one hand from the bike's handlebar-controls, to reach around behind her, unzip my pants, and pull my cock out. I removed one hand from inside her panties and unzipped her. She raised herself up off the bike seat just enough for me to pull down her jeans and panties. Now my naked cock could press hard up against her bare ass, with no fabric between us. She pressed her bare ass hard back against my cock, and she begged me to return both hands to her pussy.

This was the best motorcycle ride of my life! My cock in the ass of the woman I love, as both hands played with her pussy.

But now we were fast approaching suburbia again, and unlike our ride through the country, there would now be people--and police--who could see us. So reluctantly, we both got dressed again.

I leaned forward to talk directly into her ear, so she could hear me above the growing traffic noise.

"Wanna call in sick from work today?" I asked.

"I don't know if I can lie to my boss like that," she replied.

"Just tell them you're spending the whole day in bed," I laughed. "That part won't be a lie!"

"Mmmmmm!" she agreed. "The whole day in bed with YOU! That sounds wonderful!" She mashed down even harder on the bike's accelerator now, as we eagerly sped off to my place.

 

[patford31769]

Rita

I knew how much Jeff loves his Harley, so when he let me drive it, I knew he loves me even more than he loves his bike.

It was thrilling to undress each other on a motorcycle rolling through remote and deserted country roads at 100 MPH, as the sun rose over the horizon in front of us. It was even more thrilling to feel his cock up my ass as his hands explored inside my panties.

When he suggested taking the day off work to make love for the entire day, I couldn't drive us to his place fast enough.

Once in his doorway, we removed each other's helmets, and we threw our arms around each other in a long, slow, drawn-out, very passionate kiss. Although we were both very excited, we realized that we had the whole day alone together, and we could take our time with each other now, savoring every touch, every sensation.

I made a beeline to his kitchen now, on the pretext of finding us some breakfast. But I was really looking for foods we could play with.

"I'm hungry only for you, babe," he told me. His line was corny as hell, but it endeared me to him all the more, and it earned him another long, passionate French kiss.

I found a can of whipped cream. I unbuckled his belt, and I unzipped his fly just enough to fit the whipped-cream can inside. With a giggle, I pressed the nozzle, coating his cock in thick, rich white cream.

"What a mess!" he pretended to complain.

"Hmmm!" I pretended to think hard. "Now, HOW can I clean this off?"

He helpfully pulled down his pants and hopped up on the table. I drew a chair up to the table, and I sat down with my feet tucked under my ass. I then leaned forward, and I began to lick the whipped cream off of his cock. By the time I had licked him clean, his hard-on was enormous. I just wanted so much to wrap my lips around it. You can't believe how hungry my mouth was for him right then!

But before I could suck his cock, he jumped down off the table with a merry laugh, and he scouted around in the refrigerator. He emerged with a tray of ice cubes in hand, and a wicked grin on his face.

He took the first cube in his hand, and he slowly, sensuously rubbed it along the side of my neck. That felt so fucking great, that I couldn't help but let out a soft purr. I was getting so turned-on, so hot, that the cube quickly melted, as water trickled down the side of my neck.

The second ice cube started at my forehead, over my eyelids, down my nose, circling my lips. Then he rubbed it slowly, sensuously down my chin, down the front of my neck, and finally letting it melt in my cleavage.

I pulled off my top over my head, as I was too hot to keep it on now. He slowly ran the third ice cube all the way around the circumference of both of my bare breasts. He then picked up the fourth ice cube. As one cube rubbed my left areole, the other rubbed my right. He moved the cubes in slow spirals, inward toward my hardening nippples. I tensed a little on feeling the very cold ice against my nipples. But the cold, and the sensuousness of his touching my nipples with the ice cubes, made my nipples bigger and harder than I can ever remember them being. I was even more in love, even more in lust, with Jeff now than ever before.

Both cubes had entirely melted now, and my breasts were very wet with icy-cold water. He knelt down before me, leaned in, and kissed my nipples, first the left and then the right. He then slowly, teasingly licked all the cold water off of my breasts, before letting his tongue slowly, softly glide against my nipples, which only seemed to make them even harder. My nipples ached for him, and as if reading my mind, he began slowly sucking on first one nipple, then the other. His hand pushed my breasts together, until my nipples were so close together that he could suck them both into his mouth at the same time. Which he did! I was shaking and moaning uncontrollably now. And he hadn't even TOUCHED my pussy yet.

He released both of my nipples from his mouth, and he let my breasts fall back into their natural roundness and fullness again. Cupping his hand under my breast, he gently nibbled my left nipple about 10 times, then released it to cup my right breast and nibble my right nipple about 10 times also. As he alternated his nipple-nibbles, I gently guided his hand into my panties. He had barely touched my pussy, when I made the mistake of releasing my grip from his wrist, and he teasingly pulled his hand away, out of my panties.

He grabbed yet another ice cube, and he softly stroked it over my belly, circling my navel, and then down into my jeans and under my panties. By now, my pussy was so steaming hot, that the ice cube melted even faster than the others had.

"What a paradox!" I exclaimed. "That ice has frozen my pussy cold, yet at the same time, you have built an inferno of hot passion inside my pussy."

"This I gotta see!" he laughed. And with one quick tug, he had my jeans and my panties down around my ankles. His finger touched my icy-cold clit, then slid inside to touch the sizzling heat of my G-spot. Feeling the soft, sensuous, loving touch of his fingers, feeling the contrast of the melted ice and my own internal heat, I just completely lost it. I let out a lusty moan so loud I think neighbors could hear it from 2 blocks away!

I wanted so much to come on his loving, exploring fingers right then and there. But I also wanted the day, the teasing, the pleasure, to last as long as possible, before having my first of what I hoped would be many orgasms today. So summoning all of my willpower, I backed off of his hand, and I scampered back to the refrigerator, to find the next food to play with.

I found a tray of eggs and a jar of mayonnaise next. I placed one raw egg under the waistband of his pants. I then stood facing him, threw my arms around him, and squeezed him in a very tight hug while eagerly, passionately kissing his lips. This, of course, squashed the egg, sending yoke dripping all over his cock.

I then backed off, and I dipped two fingers in the mayonnaise jar. I proceeded to thoroughly paint every square inch of his cock with mayonnaise, which was blending with the egg yolk.

"Damn, I'm suddenly VERY hungry for egg salad!" I laughed, sinking to my knees before him, on the kitchen floor. I wrapped my hand around his mayonnaise-and-egg coated dick, and I guided him into my mouth. My tongue swirled around, licking the goo of his hard-on, as I hollowed my cheeks and sucked him in deeper and deeper. The egg salad tasted great, but it tasted even better when his cock throbbed and fired come into my mouth. I gulped down the egg, maynonnaise, and love cream, in what I think was the best and tastiest meal I've had in a very long time. I certainly ENJOYED that meal, the blend of three distinctive and delicious flavors, more than I have savored any other meal in ages!

Just when I thought I had cleaned off and sucked everything down, just as I was starting to back my mouth off him, he shook very violently. He thrust his way back down my throat, and he fired off a second volley of hot, sweet come, undiluted by egg and mayonnaise this time. I savored it in my mouth for the longest time, before finally swallowing hard. The suction of my swallowing pulled his cock down even further, until I could actually feel the tip of his cock-head brushing back and forth, up and down, against the back of my throat. I had never felt so loving, and so loved, as I did at this very moment, gulping down his tasty come as his pulsating cock wiggled all over the back-side of my throat.

Finally, his cock couldn't come any more...at least, not for a while now. He looked at me as he slid his diminishing cock out of my mouth. "My turn for a tasty meal now," he laughed, heading back to the refrigerator.

He returned from the refrigerator, holding a jar of strawberry preserves, and the can of whipped cream from earlier. Giggling, I hopped up on the kitchen counter, dangling my bare legs over the edge, and I spread my legs as wide open as I could.

He then finger-painted my pussy with the strawberry preserves, in much the same way as I had done with the mayonnaise on his cock. He then spritzed several heavy dollops of the whipped cream onto my pussy. He then knelt down between my legs, and his tongue pushed the red-and-white mixture deep into my pussy. He then licked me clean, inside and out, while his fingers stroked my pussy lips, my throbbing clit, my moist inner folds, and especially my very horny and hungry G-spot.

By the time he had licked, sucked, nibbled, and eaten all of the strawberry preserves and whipped cream out of my sexy dish, I was beyond horny, and I was practically climbing the walls with my desires. I must have come on his handsome face at least five times, as he cleaned the strawberries and whipped cream off of me. But I really wanted, I really needed, to come on his cock now.

I slid my hands under his arm-pits, and I pulled him back up into a standing position between my legs. In as sexy, as husky a whisper as I could muster, I told him in no uncertain terms that "I need you to fuck me. NOW!"

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

So there I was, standing naked in my kitchen, with the lovely and luscious Rita sitting naked up on my kitchen countertop, telling me very matter-of-factly that "I need you to fuck me. NOW!"

So what kind of a boyfriend would I be to ignore such a request from the woman I love with all of my heart and soul? Not to mention that I love her with all of my throbbing hard cock, too!

So I stepped up between her dark, shapely, sexy legs, which were dangling naked over the countertop. Her hand and mine encircled my cock, and together we guided me into her.

Almost from the moment I slid into her, Rita's pussy was spasming with desire, squeezing and contracting, and pulling my cock deeper, steadily down deeper, into her. The deeper I plunged, the louder we both moaned. She began to nibble on my ear lobe, and I began to pinch and roll her nipples between my fingers, as I slowly rocked my body forward and backward, thrusting in and out of her. I was once more excited as hell, but I wanted, I needed, to take my time with her now, to slowly pleasure her...and me!

Her legs encircled my waist, her feet rubbed all over my ass. Still nibbling on my ear-lobe, she suddenly spasmed, and I could feel her warm pussy juices thoroughly soaking my hard cock. As she came, she screamed right in my ear, so loudly that my ears rang for several minutes. The surprising intensity of her orgasm made me erupt now, deeply, powerfully inside of her.

We took several minutes to calm down and catch our breath. My cock, which had already come so many times that morning, was once more withering and shrinking inside of her, and I gradually slipped myself out of her.

"I loved feeling your cock against my ass on the motorcycle last night," she smiled up at me. "So would you please fuck me in the ass next? I have never actually had a cock all the way up in there."

She hopped down off the countertop, held my hand in hers, and gently towed me off to my bedroom. But we made one last stop at the refrigerator. To grab a bottle of extra-virgin olive oil. "The name seems appropriate," she joked, "since I plan to use it to rid my ass of its extra virginity!"

She bunched up a sea of pillows on my bed, and she lay face-down on top of them, so her ass was raised high up in the air. It was such a beautiful ass, that I couldn't resist kissing it all over. She relaxed, and she gradually separated her legs. I moved my kisses inward, to kiss her pussy, her clit, and her G-spot from behind, but I scrupulously avoided her anus...for now.

My soft kisses on and in her pussy soon had her purring again. And then she came. It was a slow, relaxed come, not urgent and powerful like the last one. She told me how nice, how relaxed, how comfortable this orgasm was, as her juices slowly, sweetly trickled down out of her. I licked up every tasty drop. Then I kissed her anus, opening my mouth to let her own pussy-juices dribble out and thoroughly smear the inside of her sweet, luscious ass.

I dipped my finger in the bottle of extra-virgin olive oil, and I slowly eased my wet finger into her anus. The olive oil and her pussy juices were doing a great job of thoroughly lubricating the inside of her ass for me now.

I then smeared a few dabs of her pussy juice, and a little of the olive oil, onto my cock, which had regained its hardness now at the thought of being the first to ever enter her spectacular butt.

She reached behind her, her hand encircling my very horny cock yet again, and she pulled me closer to her ass.

"Make love to my ass," she cooed. "Be gentle, but make me feel good. Relax, take your time. And when we're both ready, I want you to pump lots and lots of your thick, hot come deep into my ass."

Again, how could I refuse such a request from the hot, sexy woman I love, adore...and constantly lust for?

 

[patford31769]

Rita

For a man who had never done it before, Jeff certainly seemed to know what he was doing when it came to anal sex. At least, he knew enough to make me relaxed about his entering my virgin ass. And he knew how to really lube me up, with a mixture of my own pussy-juice and olive oil, so I would feel no discomfort when he slid his way up my butt.

Now I was lying face-down in a sea of pillows on his bed, my back arched, my ass high in the air, my ass cheeks spread wide apart. My hand encircled his hard cock, guiding him, controlling the angle and the speed of his very first entry into my ass.

He was so kind, considerate, and gentle in entering my ass, just as he was so kind, considerate, and gentle in everything he did with me, sexually or otherwise. Which, of course, is a big part of why I fell in love with Jeff in the first place, because he is such a gentle and caring soul.

He placed one of his hands on each of my ass cheeks, holding them open wide for easier entry, and steadying and balancing himself on my ass, as he slowly, very slowly, eased his way into my anus.

At last, at long last, I could feel his balls resting between my ass cheeks, and I knew he was all the way in now. I was surprised, delighted, and mostly relieved to know that my ass could take in all of his long, thick, hard cock, without pain or discomfort.

He began a slow forward-and-backward thrusting of his lower body, easing his way in and out of my ass. He slid one finger into my pussy, and I slid one of my own fingers into my pussy, right beside his. He played with my G-spot as I rubbed my own clit. I was getting even more turned-on now, than when he had fucked my pussy earlier this morning.

"Mmmm, YES!" I moaned. "FUCK my ass! Fuck my ass harder! Fuck me FASTER!"

He happily complied, and soon I could feel his balls slapping hard up against my ass with each hard-driving deep thrust. I have to admit, it felt wonderful, and any fears and concerns I might have had about anal sex, now evaporated into blissful pleasure.

Jeff now placed a finger beside mine on my clit, while he still rubbed my G-spot. This was more pleasure than I could stand. I clenched my ass so tight that Jeff could no longer withdraw and thrust. All he could do was remain deeply buried in my ass, his cock excitedly throbbing away like mad.

I clenched my pussy tight around his fingers now, and with a loud shriek, I came. Very powerfully. All over his fingers! Feeling me orgasm all over his hand, his cock pulsed even more frantically in my ass now.

"Mmmm, YES!" I moaned loudly, my cock-stuffed ass wriggling and squirming in mid-air. "FILL my ass with your come, baby!"

And he did! His cock burst forth its warm juices very deep up my ass, and I just loved it! Feeling him come up my ass, made my oozing, flowing pussy contract around his fingers three more times, in very quick succession.

I turned my head over my shoulder to gaze deeply, lovingly into his eyes. He gently removed his hand from inside my drenched pussy, and he offered his fingers to my mouth. I happily licked my own come off of Jeff's fingers, then I sucked his fingers into my mouth as suggestively as I could.

Then I noticed the alarm clock on his nightstand. It was 9:05 A.M.

"Damn," I mumbled, "I'd better call work and tell them I won't be in today."

Jeff eased his cock out of my ass, and he disappeared into the bathroom to thoroughly wash his cock, so it would be nice and clean from my ass before he would again re-enter my pussy.

Meanwhile, I dialed my office. Jeff emerged from the bathroom just in time to hear me tell my boss "I'm just too sore to get out of bed this morning."

"I thought you said you couldn't lie to your boss," Jeff laughed.

"It's no lie," I giggled. "I really AM too sore to get out of bed this morning. Thanks to YOU, sweetie!" I smiled up at him. I closed my eyes and pictured myself walking around bow-legged for a few days from all the fucking we had done, and would be doing, today.

Jeff then awakened me from la-la land, handing me the wet washcloth that he was holding. "I thought you might need to wash up a bit, my love," he grinned.

I thoroughly washed my thighs, the outside and inside of my pussy, and finally washed my ass. There was just so much come everywhere, so much of his love juice and mine to wash-up now.

"You are so considerate, Jeff my darling," I smiled, as I finished cleaning myself up. "Bringing me a sex towel like that! Your thoughtfulness deserves a big, BIG kiss. Come here, baby."

He rejoined me naked in my bed, and he slipped into my loving arms as I kissed him and hugged him very sweetly, very passionately.

I rolled us both over, so I was on top of him. I picked up my bra and panties from the bed, and I used them to tie his wrists together above his head, and to tie his ankles together.

I then reached for the phone and dialed his boss's number. I then hold the phone to Jeff's mouth.

"I can't come in today, boss," Jeff began. "I'm, umm, all TIED UP at home today! All day!"

As I hung up the phone for Jeff, I sat up on top of him, straddling his legs, as I giggled happily, joyously, at Jeff's word choice. "Mmmm, I think I just MIGHT leave you tied-up all day! Would you like that, baby?"

"I'm all yours, Rita honey," he groaned, smiling happily. "Do with me as you will!"

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

Rita and I had called in sick to our respective jobs, so we could spend all day making love with each other. Now I lay naked beneath her, my wrists and ankles tied.

"I'm all yours, Rita honey," I groaned, smiling happily up at her amazing naked body, seated on top of me. "Do with me as you will!"

She straddled my thighs, and she began rocking backward and forward on top of me, the outside of her bare pussy lips slowly, gently rubbing along the entire length of my cock, without me actually entering her just yet. It felt so fucking amazing to have her pussy rubbing against my shaft like that. And each time her bare, horny pussy rubbed against my aching cock, I throbbed ever more frequently, and my cock grew longer, thicker and harder.

Rita reached down between her own thighs, and she gently, sweetly, and so very lovingly encircled her fist around my cock, holding it pointing straight up. Looking down, she guided her pussy downward toward my raging hard-on. I sat up to watch us, and I was delighted when her pussy, with no help from her fingers or mine, simply opened up wide in desire for me. She slid herself downward, and I thrust upward, as her hand guided the direction of my cock. Before I even realized it, my cock head was just inside the entrance to her steamingly-lusty pussy, and it just felt so wonderful to be inside her tight wetness again. I knew then and there that this is where my cock belongs. Inside Rita's lovely, luscious pussy. Always in her pussy, and never in anyone else's pussy, and never again OUT of her sweet pussy, from now until the end of time.

I thrust upward, and she sank downward, and we both watched more and more of my cock disappear inside of her tight, wet, hot, luscious, lovely pussy, until I was completely buried up into her, up to my balls.

I began a very slow up-and-down thrusting into her, from beneath her. I wanted to keep the pace nice and slow, just enjoying the sight and the feel of her tight little pussy completely surrounding my cock. But Rita was too turned-on now to let me continue my slow thrusting up into her. With her on top, she had complete control of our pace now, and she began riding me faster, steadily faster. Until she was slamming her way down my cock at about 10,000 miles an hour. She would slowly ease her way up off of me, enjoying the feel of my cock rubbing her G-spot and her clit on the withdrawl. She would stop rising up off of me when only the very tip of my cock-head was still in her. Then she would slam down hard over me again, until I was once more deeply buried in her, my balls to her walls. She would then wriggle around on top of me, letting my throbbing cock explore all over the inside of her love chamber. Then she would slowly rise up off of me again, only to slam down hard over me once more.

By now we were both just way too excited to go slow. So now she was rising up off of me as rapidly as she was slamming back down over me. I began to buck hard and fast upward every time she slammed down hard over me. We were fucking each other so hard, so fast. And we were both absolutley enjoying our very loving, very frantic fuck.

Then she placed her hand on my balls, massaging them, gently squeezing them, while slipping a finger into my ass. That did it. I couldn't take one moment more of this!

I bucked up high, hard, and fast into her, as she once more slammed hard down over me. "I need to COME!" I shouted.

"So do I!" she shrieked. "I need to COME!"

Slam! Her pussy slid all the way down my love-pole yet again, and she released a flood of her pussy juices. All over my cock, my belly, and my thighs.

I watched and listened to her come, and her warm pussy juices felt so amazing on my hard cock, that I throbbed once more, very hard. And then I came. Shooting straight up the inside of my cock, and injecting very deep up into her.

"I love you, Rita!" I shouted.

"I love you, too, Jeff!" she shrieked, as we both trembled from head to toe, and we both came very powerfully yet again, at exactly the same moment.

 

[patford31769]

Rita

After literally hours of non-stop, no-holds-barred sex, Jeff and I were both exhausted, and we fell asleep naked, peacefully and contendedly, in each other's arms, so deeply and completely head-over-heels in love with each other now.

I awakened to the first rays of morning sunlight streaming through Jeff's bedroom window. He was standing over the bed, dressed like a Chippendale dancer. You know, wearing only a G-string, a bow-tie, and shirt cuffs. He was holding a tray of home-cooked breakfast that he had made himself, just for us: eggs, sausage, toast, pancakes, orange juice, and coffee. I didn't even bother to cover up my nakedness, as we lovingly hand fed each other breakfast in bed.

I giggled as I pulled down his G-string. "I'm SO hungry for dessert now!" I smiled.

His voice turned very stern now. "I have HEARD that you've been a very bad girl. Your behavior right now just PROVES it!"

So, he wants to play harsh disciplanarian and wayward sexpot prisoner, eh? I think I'm really going to enjoy THIS game!

"Me?" I laughed in pretend surpise and denial. "Me, a BAD girl? No, no, I'm a very GOOD girl!"

"That's not what I've heard!" he growled authoritatively. "I've heard you are a real SLUT!"

"Only when I'm around you!" I grinned. "What can I say, you bring OUT the slut in me! But I am a good little girl!" Then I paused. "And a DAMNED good little cock-sucker!"

"That you are!" Jeff laughed, momentarily forgetting his gruff character. "You are the absolute best, the most skilled, fellatrix I've ever met. One of many, MANY reasons why I love you SO damned much!"

Then he returned to character, and he snarled, "I'm afraid you'll have to be punished for your wanton sluttiness!"

Remembering the story of Brer Rabbit, I pleaded, "You can spank me, you can take away my priveleges. But please, PLEASE don't punish me by fucking me in the ass!" I was trembling now, in character from fear, and out of character from desire and anticipation.

"Ahhh!" he replied, inspired. "Since you fear anal sex so much, that is EXACTLY how I shall punish you."

Jeff took our tube of KY jelly out of the nightstand drawer, and he liberally smeared it inside my very eager ass, and all over his already eagerly throbbing cock."

"Oh, woe is me!" I cried out in mock despair. "I'm about to have the very worst punishment in the world inflicted on me. I'm going to have my ASS fucked, by a gigantic hard cock!"

As soon as I felt the tip of his familiar, loving, thick, hard cock starting to part my ass cheeks, I sighed, "Oh, yes, you are right! I have been such a NAUGHTY little slut! Oh, and even now, right NOW, as you are about to punish me for my misdeeds, I am once again a very HORNY little slut! Oh, woe is me!"

But as his hard-on pushed and twisted and thrust its way into my ass, it felt so damned good that I could no longer stay in character. "Oh, YES!" I screamed. "YES! Oh, FUCK me in the ass, baby!"

He pushed into me even faster, even harder, as he barked, "TAKE it in the ass, you SLUT!"

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

I was raised to be a gentleman. I always treat Rita sweetly and gently. I spend hours if need be, slowly heating her up, attending to her every pleasure. I do this because I care very deeply about Rita, and I genuinely enjoy seeing her enjoying herself. I don't attend to her pleasures for any reward, for any payback. Her pleasure is reward enough, payback enoough, for me, because I love her with all of my heart and soul, not just with my tongue and my cock.

And yet, the payback of my attending to her every pleasure has been more than worth the effort every time. After coming all over my face, Rita sometimes wants to slowly, leisurely savor my cock in her mouth. Other times, she will be so turned on from my love play and cunnilingus, that she will desperatley, urgently want my cock to fuck her right away, and I might have to wait until morning for the blowjob that she inevitably gives me in return for my having eaten her pussy. But that's OK, I don't eat my Rita's sweet pussy to get my cock sucked, I do it because I genuinely like eating her sweet, tasty pussy, and I love to bring pleasure to the woman I love. Our foreplay and lovemamking is always slow, always gentle, always sweet and loving.

So Rita's desire to play rough was a new experience for me, a new side of her personality that I had never seen before. It was awkward for me, at first, to bark orders at her, like some sort of prison guard or Marine drill sergeant. But when our rough play got her panting breathlessly, and when I saw how wet her pussy was getting, I started to get into this rough play. If she was enjoying it this much, then so would I. My dominating over her was a new side of my personality that I had never known I had, just as her submitting to me was a new side of her personality, that she had never shown to me before. I didn't want to do this all the time, but I could definitely see this type of roughness, this type of role playing, becoming a very enjoyable part of our sexual repertoire for both of us, from time to time.

I was pushing myself into her ass very deep, very fast, and very hard, as I barked, "TAKE it in the ass, you SLUT!"

She was crying out deliriously now: "Oh, yes, I am SUCH a slut! Oh, my ass DESERVES to be punished like this!"

I reached my left hand down around the front of her, down her belly, over her soft pubic hair, and onto her pussy. Her clit was more inflamed than ever, her clitoral hood had already rolled back to proudly, defiantly display all of her glorious, twitching, throbbing horniness. The instant my fingertip touched her very exposed and very horny clit, she let out a shriek of pleasure, her entire body shook, and she thoroughly coated my hand with her come. It was all so thrilling to me, that I drew my cock back out to the tip of my cock head, and then I slammed my entire cock very fast and very hard into her ass, emptying the contents of my balls very deep into her bowels, as she screamed, "YES! Punish your naughty little wanton slut! Oh, yes, COME in my ass!"

After we both came more times than we could count, we just lay on the bed for the longest time, me on top of her back, my cock buried deep in her ass, my arm under her, two of my fingers exploring every nook and cranny of her sweet pussy, as we both panted excitedly, completely out of breath, our bodies soaked in her come, and mine.

I returned to being a gentleman now, easing my spent cock out of her anus, and then getting up and soaking two towels in warm water. I washed the come off of her, as she washed come off of me. We washed each other all over, so gently, so lovingly, slowly turning each other on again. When we were both all nice and clean, we simply held each other and kissed for the longest time.

I'm not sure whose tongue entered whose mouth first. It doesn't matter, really. All I know is, our tongues were soon gently tickling the roof of each other's mouth, and we were both loving it, sighing, so deeply in love with each other.

I reached out and gently began playing with her breasts. I playfully ran a fingertip all the way around the circumference of her breasts, slowly moving my finger inward each time I circled, until finally my finger was diddling her nipple back and forth. I then pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, rolling, rubbbing, and massaging her nipples into hardness. When her nipples hardened, she drew in a sharp intake of breath, signaling me that she was just starting to get turned on a little bit again. Seeing her turned on, made my cock get its first twitch of excitement again. She noticed this, oh yes, she definitely noticed, because the corners of her lips began to turn up in a smile.

"Is he ready to play again?" she beamed, her smile growing, her eyes starting to again twinkle with that familiar lust.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "He could be starting to get ready to play again."

"Well, here, let me HELP him get ready," she grinned, reaching out to gently rest her flat, open palm over my cock. Feeling her hand just barely touching my manhood felt so damned good, and my cock gently twitched again. I pushed myself just a little closer to her hand, just slightly increasing the contact, increasing the pressure, of her hand against my organ. She curled the very tips of her fingers around my soft cock, and she gently pressed the heel of her hand against my balls.

I let out a half-sigh, half-moan of pleasure and contentment. I also reached out my right hand, cupping my palm and fingers around her pussy, which caused her to gently purr. As my fingers gently rubbed the outside of her pussy, I could already feel the first few drops of glistening moisture seeping from her inner walls onto my fingertips.

The rough play had been fun earlier, but I was happy now to be returning to the more comfortable, more gentle sexuality that I was used to with Rita. The slow, playful building of passion that Rita and I both so enjoy.

 

[patford31769]

Rita

I had loved submitting myself completely to Jeff, as he rapidly and powerfully dominated me, forecefully pounding my ass with his huge hard-on. It felt amazing to just lie there and let him blast burst after burst of his come deep into my butt.

But as great as that felt, it was now even better to once more be equal partners, gently loving each other. I lazily pumped his cock in my fist, as his fingers took their time exploring the depths of my pussy, stroking my clit and my G-spot with every in-and-out stroke of his fingers.

I don't even remember how it happened, but before either of us knew it, we had both turned our bodies, until his spectacular hard cock was pointing so invitingly at my mouth, and my juicy, slicked-up, tight little pussy was just millimeters from his own soft, gentle mouth.

I do know his tongue took its first darting, tentative flicker at my pussy lips, and I responded by licking at his balls, with my tongue flattened, taking long, slow licks. He kissed my clit, and I kissed the base of his cock, just above his balls. He slid his tongue deep into me, swirling all over my spongy G-spot. I curled my tongue and slipped it into the tip of his cock-head. His pee-hole helpfully opened-up wide, to let my curled tongue slip inside. I had never tasted the inside of a cock before, having been a total virgin when Jeff and I met. So I didn't know quite what to expect. But as I withdrew my tongue from inside his cock-slit, I was overjoyed to see, feel, and taste a single crystal-clear drop of his pre-come on the very tip of my tongue.

Jeff sucked my clit up into his lips, and began wrestling it around a little in his mouth. Then he let his teeth protrude from under his lips, and he began gently nibbling and chewing at my clit. I have never felt so in love with any man, as I felt now.

"I just HAVE to suck your cock now!" I cooed, opening my mouth very wide. He helpfully wrapped his own hand around his shaft, and guided it to my mouth, as he continued to build me up into increasingly-higher plateuas of lust, with his gentle nibbles on my clit.

"Are you enjoying yourself, baby?" Jeff asked.

"Uh-HHHUHHH!" I moaned enthusuastically, sucking his cock ever more eagerly, as his tongue once more glided over and past my throbbing little clit, to massage my G-spot.

"God!" I moaned, sucking his shaft into my mouth, all the way down to his balls. "No WONDER so many women tell me how great it is to 69 with the man you love! This is the NBEST, honey!"

"So you ARE enjoying this, then?"

"YES!" I screamed. "YES!" Then I paused to catch my breath, while my quivering G-spot exploded my liquid lust all over his swirling tongue. "Oh, God, YES, I am ENJOYING this!"

Then I paused again. "COME with me!" I screamed.

I felt his balls throb against my lips. I felt his shaft stiffen and tremble deep in my mouth. Then his come blasted so sweetly, so powerfully out of his cock, splattering everywhere inside my mouth: onto the roof of my mouth, the top of my tongue, the backsides of my teeth, and finally, squirting its away straight down my throat. He just kept spewing his come around, all over my mouth. The stiff was going just EVERYWHERE, and I was loving every moment of this, you bet!

Just as his cock came in my mouth, I, too, came in his mouth. My clit throbbed and then juices seeped out of my wide-open pussy, flying out of me and landing everywhere: on his lips, on his tongue, on his cheeks and chin, and even squirting into his eye! Once we started, neither of us could stop coming! And neither of us wanted to stop, EVER, as our arms and legs held and squeezed each other so tightly, so passionately, locked now and forever in a hot, sweet, very tight 69.

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

After our very hot 69, Rita and I spun ourselves around again, so we were both lying the same way, side by side on the bed. We lay on our sides, facing each other, our arms around each other, gently and sweetly kissing. Her breasts were pressed up tightly against my chest, and she was slowly, lazily sliding her knee and her foot up and down the back of my leg. My semi-soft cock was still gently, rhythmically throbbing, rubbing against her pubic hair and her belly. We actually fell asleep like that!

I was the first to awaken in the morning. I whipped up a nice ham and cheese omelette, toast, and coffee, and I brought them to our bed on a tray.

Rita sat up naked in bed, modestly pulling the sheets up over her bare breasts, I think more to keep from spilling anything on her naked body than out of any sense of not wanting me to see her naked again. We lovingly, playfully hand-fed forkfuls of food to each other in bed, kissing softly but passionately between each mouthful of food. It was so sweet, so romantic, as if we were on our honeymoon.

When we were done, we discovered that we were both still a little tired from having stayed up all night to 69 the night away. So we lay down spoon-fashion, my cock against her ass. She reached around behind her, to playfully squeeze my ass cheeks, and to pull me closer, my cock slipping and sliding along the crack of her ass. I tossed my arm across her waist, and I slipped a finger into her pussy.

With a deep purring sigh of contentment, she squeezed her pussy muscles around my finger, contracting and relaxing, contracting and realxing, as I rubbed my ever-hardening cock between her full, round ass cheeks.

Then she came. Not as powerfully and unrgently as usual. Just sort of a slow, relaxed dribble of come out of her pussy. I smiled, that we were now comfortable enough with each other, relaxed enough around each other, to have gentle orgasms together, not always needing to be explosive. My cock was gently rocking along her ass, my crystal-clear pre-come oozing out onto her lower back. I lovingly kissed the side of her neck, and she gently moaned. I slipped a second finger into her pussy, and her soft moans grew a little louder, a little more frequent. Her contractions around my fingers grew a little more forceful, and in response, I increased the pace of my cock's rocking along her ass.

"Oh, God!" she moaned. "I'm going to--COME!" And right on the word "Come," she did just that. All over my two exploring fingers.

I thrust my cock slowly, but very powerfully, into her lower back now, my shaft sandwiched between her ass cheeks like a hot dog on a bun. And then I, too, came, smearing her ass cheeks and her lower back with my flowing liquid lust.

 

[patford31769]

Rita

As Jeff came all over my back-side, he softly moaned, "I love you, Rita." I thought about how he had cooked us both breakfast, how he had just blasted his love juices onto my back. And I knew that what he said was no mere line. I realized that he meant it, he really meant it, he really does love me.

I turned my head over my shoulder, cupped his chin in my hand, and kissed him. "I love you too, Jeff," I kissed him. Sweetly, softly, gently at first. But then with increasing passion.

"I LOVE this man!" I shouted, sliding my tongue into his mouth.

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

I returned Rita's very passionate French kiss, and as my tongue slid across the roof of her mouth, I shouted down her throat, "I LOVE this woman!"

We turned to face each other, without breaking our deep, passionate French kiss. As we kissed, her hand encircled my cock, and began stroking it back to hardness. I slipped two of my fingers into her, one finger massaging her G-spot, as the other finger stroked her throbbing clit.

 

[patford31769]

Rita

Jeff and I spent the whole rest of the day making love. Sometimes hungrily, passionately, desperately. Sometimes slowly and leisurely.

We made love in a bathtub full of sudsy bubble-bath, then toweled each other dry. He lifted me up onto the sink countertop, and slowly licked at my pussy, until I locked my legs tightly around his neck, and began thrusting my pussy hard against his loving lips and tongue. I came desperately, powerfully, eagerly, and repeatedly, until my thighs and his face were thoroughly soaked. Why had we even BOTHERED taking a bath together? Already, we were no longer clean, both of us soaked in my come.

And yet, we jumped in the shower and soaped each other up, knoiwing that we would once again not stay clean for very long. I accidentally on purpose dropped the bar of soap on the shower floor, and as I bent over to pick up it, Jeff, that dear, dear man, sensed what I wanted. Holding my hips in both of his hands, he simply slid his massive hard-on straight up into my ass. YES! How did he know? That was JUST what I wanted, what I needed now! As he drove himself powerfully in and out of my ass, I reached around behind me, moving his hands off of my hips, to cup my breasts. He rolled and pinched my nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. I thrust my ass hard backward, to take in even more of his pulsating cock, as my hand reached behind me to cup his balls. With a loud groan that even drowned-out the pounding noise of the shower, he frantically exploded his come deep into my ass, and I moaned happily, contentedly. He slowly, lovingly slid a finger just inside my pussy. I clamped my pussy muscles down very hard on his finger, and with a soft purr, I slowly oozed out some of my come onto his hand.

We toweled each other dry, picked up our breakfast dishes, and still naked, took them to the kitchen. He washed one-handed while I dried one-handed, our free hands gently, lovingly squeezing each other's ass cheeks as we cleaned the dishes.

When the dishes were all cleaned, dried, and put away, I had him hop up on the kitchen table. I knelt down on my knees, and began a series of slow, leisurely licks on his balls. When his cock began to twitch, I got this enormous, goofy grin of delight on my face. I encircled two fingers around the base of his cock to hold it steady, as I took a long, slow lick up his shaft. By the time my loving tongue reached his cock-head, his cock was very hard, and throbbing frantically. What could I do? His cock looked so beautiful, so inviting, that I couldn't help myself. I just had to suck him into my mouth now. I must have sucked on his cock for at least an hour, delighting in the feel of his pulsating hardness in my mouth and throat, every bit as much as he was enjoying my sucking on him.

Finally, I needed to feel his orgasm, to taste his come. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking powerfully. He had been leisurely throbbing in my mouth for so long, pleasantly building up toward orgasm but holding off, prolonging the moment. So now when I sucked him so eagerly, so passionately, he was more than ready. His whole body shook, and he blasted powerfully down my throat. I backed my lips off of him just enough for his second powerful eruption to land all over my tongue, where my millions of tiny tastebuds could savor every delicious drop of his warm, thick, creany spunk. He was just SO tasty, and I was moaning and squealing over how great his orgasms felt and tasted now. I sucked strongly yet again, milking every last drop out of him and savoring his man-milk in my mouth for as long as I could.

After we both took maybe 30 minutes to rest, Jeff just smiled and led me to the living room. He quickly built a fire in the fireplace, and we made-out naked before the warm, beautiful, flickering flames. I felt so much love for Jeff that, giggling, I pushed him down flat on his back, straddled his hips, and I slowly, hungrily sank my wet, wide-open pussy down over his long, thick, hard cock.

By nightfall, we had made love in every position, in every room of the house. I had never been happier in my life...or more in love!

When we finally went back to bed, it was to sleep. We fell asleep in spoon position. There was just something so reassuring, so comforting, about falling asleep with Jeff behind me, his arms around me, cupping my breasts, while his semi-hard cock rested comfortably between my ass cheeks.

I had an odd dream that night. I was hiking through the jungle, wearing only a black bra, a black-and-red plaid Catholic school-girl miniskirt, and 6-inch spiked high heels. Oh, yeah, a real paractical outfit to wear when hiking through the thick jungle brush. The jungle trail was barely wide enough for me to pass through, and I frequently had to push the branches of bushes and trees out of my way to push on through the jungle. It was obvious that no human had hiked this trail in years, maybe decades.

As I pushed on through the jungle in my dream, the loud call of exotic tropical birds grew louder, and I could hear monkeys chattering in the trees, although I could not see them. Finally, I pushed yet another branch aside, to enter a clearing. And there, standing in the jungle clearing, wearing only a skimpy loincloth, was...Tarzan! All rippling chest muscles, bulging biceps, flat abs, washboard stomach. Damn, he looked so HOT!

I ran to Tarzan, and flung myself into his powerful arms. "KISS me, jungle man!" I moaned.

Then I glanced down at his powerful legs. "Your legs are as big as tree trunks!" I gushed enthusiastically. I wriggled free of his powerful hugging arms, and I began to tug his loin cloth down. "Is something else ALSO as big as a tree trunk?" I giggled, grinning.

But Tarzan stopped me from looking down his loin cloth. "A true gentleman sees to his lady's pelasure first," he smiled, scooping me up in his arms and gently lying me down in the grass of the jungle clearing. He slowly lifted my Catholic school-girl skirt, and of course I had no panties on underneath!

Tarzan's wide, flat tongue felt wonderful, amazing, as it slowly licked against my pussy lips. I was tingling from head to toe. I sat up and flung my eyes open wide, to watch Tarzan's every loving lick on my very appreciative pussy now.

Only when I opened my eyes, it was not Tarzan licking at me, but Jeff! And this was no dream, but a sweet, wonderful, loving reality! I lfted my ass high up off the bed, thrusting my horny pussy high and tight against his handsome face. His tongue swirled everywhere: around and around my pussy lips, into my love cavern, along my slick and slippery inner walls, across my moist and spongy G-spot, then finally settling into a slow, comfortable pattern of licks up my stiffening clit.

"Yes!" I shouted. "YES!" Then I moaned, "Oh, yes, LICK my horny little clit!" Which Jeff did, with great skill and patience, taking his time to heat me up slowly, lovingly, until I was practically climbing the walls with my horniness.

Jeff must have known exactly how turned-on I was now, how desperate I was to finally come. Because now he hungrily sucked my throbbing clit right up past his lips, and right into his mouth. He kissed and licked at my clit for the longest time. I just fell back flat on the bed, closed my eyes, and surrendered myself completely to the pleasure, surrendered myself to the moment, surrendered myself to Jeff's unconditional love for me...and my unconditional love for him!

Trembling, I let myself come all over Jeff's handsome face, half-drifting back into my Tarzan-in-the-jungle dream. I was once more tugging at Tarzan's loincloth, desperate to see what his cock looks like. And yet, at the same time, I was awake enough to be aware of my trembling pussy's every contraction, my every release of my come all over Jeff's face.

And then I stopped coming, and I sank back fully into my Tarzan dream. I finally had his loin cloth off. Damed but Tarzan's cock looked AWFULLY familiar. It was JEFF's cock! We had only been together a few days, but already I had memorized every glorious inch of Jeff's beautiful manhood. The way my hand could barely encircle its girth. The long, thick vein up the top left of his shaft, that quivers and pulses and fills with blood, just moments before he pumps so much warm, wonderful come deep up into my pussy. The way his cock gently curves ever so slightly to the left, a little more than halfway up his shaft. His big, bulbous reddish-purple, mushroom-shaped cock-head. How was it possible that the jungle-man had a cock so identical to my Jeff's?

I opened my eyes wider, eager to see Tarzan's cock even better now. Only once more, it was Jeff I was looking at, and I was now wide awake. My hand was holding Jeff's cock, studying it, admiring it.

"Your cock really is spectacularly beautiful, you know!" I declared now. "I could hold it and gaze at it all day long."

Jeff smiled. "I would have NO objection to that!" Then he looked at me quizzically and asked, "But tell me, why did you call me Jungle Man a few minutes ago?"

I giggled nervously. I had been caught in my naughty dream! "Me Jane, you Tarzan!" I laughed.

I could see that Jeff was happy to play along with my Tarzan fantasy now. He beat his chest and let out his best, loudest Tarzan yell.

I leaned over and grinned. "Let me suck your cock now, Jungle Man!"

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

Even in her half-sleep, Rita loved me enough, desired me enough, to reach out to me in the most intimate and loving ways.

When Rita giggled, "Me Jane, you Tarzan!" I wasn't quite sure if she was fully awake yet, but I decicded to play along. I beat my chest and yelled like Tarzan.

Her reply told me that she was VERY awake now. She leaned over me and grinned. "Let me suck your cock now, Jungle Man!"

She wrapped her dainty little fist around my very hard cock, and kissed it all over. She licked up and down my shaft several times. When her mouth opened big and wide, I knew from experience what was coming. She rapidly slipped her mouth all the way down my shaft, until her sweet pouty red lips were touching my belly and my balls, and my entire shaft was sheathed inside her cock-hungry mouth.

Then she just as quickly jerked her head back up, until only my cock-head remained in her mouth. She bobbed her mouth up and down my cock like that, very rapidly, several times, swallowing and releasing, swallowing and releasing the entire length of my cock, from head to balls. I felt like if I didn't come soon, I would just about DIE! Then she backed her mouth off of me entirely, and squeezed my cock very tight in her hand, tight enough to restrict the flow of blood. Then she let go, and the blood rushed back into my hard-on. My head felt whoozy, and I felt like I was just one big hard-on from head to toe now.

She sucked me down once more, but this time, her tongue swirled and spiraled all around my cock as it plunged into her mouth. "COME, baby!" Rita cooed. That DID it! I couldn't hold back even one SECOND longer. I felt my sperm rushing out of my cock, scurrying down my thick, throbbing shaft, bursting out of me, and blasting down her throat.

She just kept moaning, purring "Mmmmm!" And swallowing hard, repeatedly.

"I LOVE you, Rita!" I groaned as I eagerly, powerfully came down her throat a second, then a third time. I thought my string of orgasms, one right after another after another, would never stop. I didn't WANT it to ever stop...and neither did she! She gulped harder and harder, faster and faster, but I was pumping into her mouth so fast, that no matter how hard or how fast she swallowed, my thick, white cream was oozing and streaming out both corners of her mouth. When I finally stopped coming, I slowly slid my still-hard cock out of her mouth.

I then leaned down and passionately kissed her mouth, licking all of my warm come up off her face. I then continued my passioante kisses down from her lips, down her chin, down her neck, over her breasts, over her areoles, kissing and licking her nipples for quite some time, before kissing my way down her ribs, over her belly-button, over her thick but neatly-trimmed patch of pubic hair, over her throbbing and exposed little clit, and finally kissing her sweet pussy lips.

Then I slid my tongue into her juicy slit, flicking at and savoring the taste of her slicked-up inner walls. Then my tongue slid up to her G-spot. As soon as my tongue touched her there, her whole body tensed and stiffened. Then, trembling, she relaxed her body. And she thoroughly soaked my face with her first orgasm, writhing and twistng herself in ecstasy.

My tongue slid out of her pussy and across her throbbing clit now. She took a long, sharp intake of breath, during which I sucked her entire pulsating clit up into my mouth. Once more, she shook from head to toe, as she flooded the inside of my mouth with her sweet love juices. Once the flood-gates were open, she simply could not stop coming. Which was lucky for me, because I just couldn't get enough of her delicious pussy juices now.

God, how I do love my sweet Rita!

 

[patford31769]

Rita

I love sucking Jeff's cock. Even though I had never sucked a cock before I met Jeff, I seem to have a natural and instinctive skill and enthusiasm for fellatio, at least where he is concerned. Maybe that's because he responds SO well to my cock-sucking, and my mouth is always so generously rewarded with what seems like just gallons and gallons of his sweet, creamy, oh-so-delicious man-milk. But mostly, my newly-acquired fellatrix skills reflect how much, how VERY much, I truly love my Jeff. He is my rock, my love, my soulmate. I would do anything, just ANYTHING, for him, just as he would do absolutely anything for ME! So of COURSE I enjoy sucking his cock, of COURSE I enjoy bringing him (and myself) such pleasure!

And then after I had sucked him off several times in a row, he rewarded my achingly-horny pussy, for all that my mouth had just done for him. He is such a kind, generous lover...and SO skilled with his tongue!

He slid his flickering tongue into my juicy slit, flicking at and savoring the taste of my already slicked-up inner walls. Then his talented and loving tongue slid up to my G-spot. As soon as I felt his wonderful tongue touching me there, my whole body tensed and stiffened. Then, trembling, I relaxed my body and surrendered to the moment, surrendered to our passion, surrendered to his incredible cunnilingus talents, surrendered to our...LOVE! And then, shuddering from head to toe, I thoroughly soaked his handsome face with my first of several consecutive orgasms, writhing and twistng myself in ecstasy.

I pouted when his tongue slid out of my pussy, but I quickly forgave him, because now his swirling tongue glided sideways across my aching, throbbing clit. I took a long, sharp intake of breath, as if holding my breath would make this phenomenal moment last forever. While I inhaled deeply, contentedly, he passionately sucked my entire pulsating clit up into his loving mouth.

Once more, I shook from head to toe, as I absolutely FLOODED the inside of his mouth with one powerful burst after after another after ANOTHER, of my love juices. I felt that, now that he had opened the flood-gates of my lusty liquid passion for him, there was just no closing them again. I simply COULD not stop coming...not that I wanted to, or was even TRYING to stop now! For his part, Jeff seemingly couldn't get enough of my pussy juices now, either.

God, how I do love my sweet and loving man!

Still squirming and shuddering, I whispered, "I'm READY for you now, Jeff! God, how I am SO ready for you now! FUCK me, baby. Oh God, baby, I need you to fuck me hard, I want you to fuck me NOW!"

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

OK, so I had never had sex before meeting my luscious Rita...and neither had she, before she met me. But now in just a couple of weeks, we had both oralled and fucked each other so much, that it seemed like we had been doing this with each other all of our lives. By now we both knew each other's bodies, each other's sexual hot buttons, so well, that we knew exactly how, where, and when to touch each other, no matter how subtle the signs.

Not that Rita was being at ALL subtle with me now. She was naked beneath me, writhing and squirming, her whole body shuddering from having just come all over my face, and yet she was tensed in anticipation of her next orgasm, which seemed only moments away now. And she was desperately moaning, "I'm READY for you now, Jeff! God, how I am SO ready for you now! FUCK me, baby. Oh God, baby, I need you to fuck me hard, I want you to fuck me NOW!"

Nope, nothing subtle about THAT! As my left hand gently guided my aching horniness toward her hot, wet pussy, she took a sharp, anticipatory intake of breath. As my cock-head parted her sweet pussy lips and eased into her, she let out a long, low, loud groan of pure pleasure. As my thick, hard shaft slowly descended deeper and deeper into her, she just closed her eyes, relaxed into enjoying every aspect of this tender and loving moment, and shaking and squirming, she let out one long, continuous "Ooooooo!" as she lovingly wrapped her arms and legs around me, drawing me in even closer.

When she felt my balls knocking up against her slit, she wriggled all over the bed, and cried out ecstatically, "Mmmmmm, YES! Fuck me deep! Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! But whatever you do, just FUCK me, baby!"

Who was I to disobey such a wonderful direct order from the woman I love? I began a gentle rocking motion on my knees and thighs, slowly pumping in and out of her, gradually increasing the speed, depth, and force of my thrusts in and out of her beautiful, hot, wet pussy.

 

[patford31769]

Rita

As I closed my eyes and once more enjoyed the increasingly-familiar feeling of Jeff naked on top of me, I remembered our very first date. Watching the bag of the hot-air balloon swell out bigger and bigger, as Jeff turned on the gas. And now I felt Jeff himself swelling-out bigger and bigger, as he dutifully and lovingly obeyed my half-request, half-demand to "Fuck me deep! Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! But whatever you do, just FUCK me, baby!" I was glad now that I had waited so long to lose my virginity. Because we weren't just fucking, we werent just making love, we were EXPRESSING our deep amd abiding love for one another...expressing a very spiritual love, an eternal and undying love, but expresing that love in a very intimate, very RAW way now!

As he swelled and pulsed and throbbed and thrusted inside of me, I knew that Jeff loves me, that he really, REALLY loves me. And I love HIM! I truly love him with all of my heart and soul, as well as with all of my body. I hoped that my bare arms wrapped around his back, my bare feet rubbing all over his bare ass, my bare pussy eagerly squeezing the HELL out of his thick, stiff, hard cock, my bare breasts squishing against his manly, masculine chest, my soft moans, I hoped--and I knew--that all of these signals and more, were all communicating to him now, just how much I really do love him!

 

[kittykateater]

Jeff

All through high school and college, other guys had told me how great sex was, and I used to be so envious of them. They would tell me about how to toss a girl on her back on a bed, force her legs apart, slip down between her thighs, and hammer away while the girl lies there motionless. Then he would come and then fall asleep. And never see or speak to the girl again.

Since meeting up with my old childhood friend Rita, I now knew that these guys had no CLUE what great sex is all about. And I no longer envy them for having sex...I pity them for ONLY having sex, and for never having made love.

First of all, a one-night stand is not great sex, and it is most definitely NOT making love. You don't care about the girl, she doesn't care about you. It all sounds so mechanical, dull even. No emotional investment, no risk, no commitment, no making yourself vulnerable. No knowing that no matter what life throws at you, you will somehow get through it...TOGETHER...because you have each other, you have each other's love, you have each other's trust, and you have each other's respect.

No waking up the next morning, having laid your soul open and bare to her, to lie bleeding and vulnerable, only to have her kiss away your open gaping emotional wounds from the past, to have her love you and accept you completely and unconditionally. And you discover that she, too, has laid her soul bare to you, she too lies open, vulnerable, wounded and bleeding before you. And without a moment's hesitation, you scoop her up in your arms and kiss away all the hurt and pain and scars of her past emotional traumas. You know, and she knows, that you will both be OK now and forever, as long as you have each other.

A one-night stand gives you NONE of that! No sharing the ups and downs, the joys and sorrows of life together, no knowing that you can always lean on each other, always depend on each other, always trust each other. And no LOVE. Just an orgasm (his but not hers) and then go to sleep. That's not sex. That's BORING!

That is the big difference between what the guys described to me over the years, and what I have with Rita now. We have the added component of love, a deeply-felt, abiding, uncontrollable, undeniabble, and very mutual love, that makes the sex between us a billion times to the billionth power better than any one-night stand. Without love, sex is nothing, less than nothing.

And I now know how selfish and ridiculous these guys, my old school buddies, are, too. Attending to their own lust but not even TRYING to turn the girl on, and then falling asleep. That is NOT sex!

Frantic fingers flying eagerly to undress each other...now THAT's sex! Needing to make love so urgently, so desperately, so passionately, that there isn't even time to finish undressing each other...now THAT's sex! Watching the glow of love and lust on Rita's face as I slowly kiss and lick my way down her luscious naked torso. Now THAT is sex! Kissing her inner thighs, and then slowly moving my mouth over, and then onto and into, her pussy. Now THAT's sex! Licking, sucking, gently nibbling on her hard, throbbing clit, slowly, deliberately, teasingly heating the fiery passion for me that burns between her thighs...now THAT's sex. Listening to her moan, as I appreciatively inhale the very feminine scent of her growing excitement, feeling and tasting her exploding her sweet, slightly-tangy love juices onto my tongue...now THAT's sex! Feeling her soft, smooth, sexy, silky inner thighs clamp down tightly over my ears as she trembles, shakes, moans, and screams, and as she coats my tongue in an orgasmic release that simply cannot be faked...now THAT's sex! Watching her writhe and squirm, listening to her panting, watching her sweat with desire, as she begs me to enter her...now THAT's sex.

Watching her climb up over me, stradlling my body with hers, as she rides me with great enthusiasm, taking charge of her own needs, wants, and desires, showing me that she is a strong, independent woman with a strong sex drive, a lust directed completely and exclusively at ME...now that's sex! Her willingness to surrender her hard-won and jealousy-guarded independence to me, and ONLY to me, for something even more valuable and precious that she gains by being with me, by being in my arms...now THAT's sex! She wanting me even more desperately, even more hungrily, even more passioantely than I want her, if such a thing is even possible..now THAT's sex! Me secure enough and confident enough in my own masculinity, in my own sexuality, not to be afraid of, intimidated by, or threatened by a strong, very sexual woman taking charge of our lovemaking...now THAT's sex!

I take pleasure only in HER pleasure, asking NOTHING in return, EXPECTING nothing in return, and yet paradoxically getting so much more back from her than I could ever dream or dare to ask for...now THAT's sex! And that's LOVE! And that is what Rita and I have! And that is why our relationship is so special, so magical. And why NOBODY can ever come between us! And this is something the guys in school, with all their tall tales of sexual conquests, NEVER figured out, and why all their boasting about their sexual conquests only proves that they don't know the first damned thing about sex!

And now here I was naked on my back, Rita seated on my thighs, riding up and down my hard-on like there's no tomorrow, expressing her love for me so completely, so enthustically! Loving me so much as to shed ALL of her inhibitions, surrendering herself to me, and I to her, body, mind, emotions, and soul, because in love, there is no holding ANYTHING back...ever! And THAT's sex!

And then she rolled me over on top of her again. Her bare arms wrapped around my back, her bare feet rubbed all over my bare ass, her bare pussy eagerly squeezed the HELL out of my thick, stiff, hard cock, her bare breasts squished and mashed themselves tightly against my masculine chest, her soft purring moans echoed in my ear. All of these signals and more, were all communicating to me now, just how much she really does love me! And that, too is sex!

For my part, my kissing, caressing, and fondling her all over, my alternating slow gentle thrusts with deep, hard, driving, pounding thrusts, as I loudly moaned my enjoyment and softly purred my contentment, were telling Rita all she needed to know about how much I truly do love her. How much I want us to spend the rest of our lives, and all eternity beyond that, together as one unified and inseparable soul.

And as we came at precisely the same moment, one joined, unified, quivering, orgasming soul, we both cried out passionately, unreservedly, unabashedly, for all the world and all the universe to hear and to understand: "I love you! I LOVE you!"