ON A WINTER'S NIGHT

It was just shy of one in the morning. Nedra and I had gone to a friend's party and were leaving, warm and glowing from the intercourse. When we got down to the roofed porch, the air was cold and crisp; the world was white with several inches of virgin snow. She said, "You could fuck me here."

Unexpected; not unheard of. I faced her toward the street and stood behind her, then pulled her pants and panties down a little, just enough, and disentangled my abrupt erection from four layers of cloth. Cars drifted slowly by before us.

I entered her. She felt unnaturally hot against the frigid night. I put my arms around her and moved steadily, stepping a well-known dance. My breath was white beside her left ear. She moaned. I came. We came apart.

We fixed our clothes and held hands to the car.

TWICE, ONCE

When we were teenagers, when we were still virgins, my girlfriend Alice sucked me off a lot. Usually, this was at her home, right after school, before anyone else in her family got back. (Once it was in an empty classroom during a free block in the school day, me sitting three-quartered on a chair that had an attached Samsonite writing surface, her kneeling on the industrial-gray industrial-grade carpet.)

One autumn afternoon, I lay naked on her bed. She, also naked, lay between my legs, her mouth around my penis. Her head moved up and down methodically. Nothing fancy, because we were inventing it all as we went along, but effective nonetheless.

When my penis got extra-hard and extra-big, she kept on moving and sucking, because she knew that's when her mouth felt specially good. And when the tip of my penis opened and semen came rushing out, she kept on moving and sucking, because she knew that's when her mouth felt best, and she was young, and she wanted so to please me.

When my orgasm was over, she swallowed and relaxed, her mouth still warm and wet about me, her chin resting lightly on her hands. I purred.

My penis slowly softened. I placed a hand upon her shoulder. We lay there, touched and touching. The day died and the room dimmed. The smell of melancholy tinged the air; I shivered once.

She idly sucked, a baby with its binky. Occasionally, she swirled her tongue. It felt soothing and companionable, a form of massage. Time passed.

More time passed, and things grew clear: my penis was in her mouth! "Mmm," she said, and stopped relaxing.

It was a magic trick -- "as you can see, my hands never leave my wrists" -- and I was enchanted. Her head moved, my heart beat, my penis burst, her throat gulped.

And now, at last, she raised her head and let me slip away, her smile ablaze in the black room.

NEVER CANST THOU KISS

May and I are done with classes for the day and enter her dorm, talking about one thing or another. As we turn left off the corridor into a stairwell, she moves a step ahead, and, with no warning, hikes up her skirt and shows she's wearing nothing underneath. "Catch me if you can!" she yells, and takes off up the stairs, still gripping her bunched skirt at her waist.

I chase. Our sneakers clangor on the metal, hearts tattoo inside our chests, she is laughing giddily because she knows my eyes are focused on her cool white ass, and she knows I'm going to catch her, and she knows that when I'm through with her, that ass will be as red as hothouse roses, like she likes it.

And so we run, and, for the blessed moment, we do nothing else.

COUNTDOWN

I have Ellen lie on her back, her ass on a folded pillow at the edge of the bed, her knees bent and spread so her cunt is open. I sit on a pillow on the floor.

I lick her asshole, sometimes flattening my tongue against it, sometimes pushing the tip of my tongue in. As she gets more excited, her asshole relaxes, and I can get my tongue in deeper. I suck on the skin between her asshole and cunt. I stick my tongue way into her cunt and lick around. I fuck her cunt a little with my tongue, then go back to licking her asshole.

She's moaning quietly. She's excited enough that her clit is no longer oversensitive. I move my mouth up and circle her clit with my lips. I suck softly and she moans louder. In the dark with my eyes closed, I'm lost in her cunt.

I reach up and lightly run my fingers over her breasts. When I get to her nipples, I brush my fingertips back and forth. I roll her nipples between my thumbs and fingers until the nipples are hard.

I begin squeezing her nipples. I have to stop sucking on her clit because she's so close to coming already. I tug on her nipples, squeeze them again, then let go. Her nipples point at the ceiling.

I lick her asshole some more. She moans each time my tongue goes into her. I lick inside her cunt. I go back to her clit.

I suck and lick her clit so she can't come: changing rhythms when her breathing speeds, stopping when her thighs go tight, flicking her clit gently so she's gasping hard but can't quite make it over. When she gets so close to coming that my breath alone will do the trick, I switch back to her cunthole or her asshole till her body settles down.

I say, "Tell me when you want to come."

"OK."

"Tell me by counting down from ten." She laughs.

I go back to teasing her clit. Suck. Lick. Lick. Pause. Lick. Suck. Pause. Suck. Pause.

"10..."

I place my palms along the insides of her thighs. I spread my hands a bit to make her clit pop out.

"9..."

I lock my lips around her clit and suck in hard.

Moan. Laugh. "8..."

I lick her clit, focusing on the underside, where she's most sensitive. My licking's firm and steady. No games now.

"7...6...5..." Moan. Laugh. Her thighs are shaking underneath my palms. I keep sucking and licking her clit -- no variation, no distraction.

"4...3...2...1...0."

I mentally count, "...1...2," and she's there. She yells as her body bucks under my mouth. Her clit is huge. I keep licking; she keeps coming, noisy as always.

When she finally calms down, I lift my head and take in air. My mustache and short beard are soaked with cunt juice.

She's sprawling on the bed. I let her lie there for a minute, maybe two. I take her clit again. But this time I don't tease her; I just suck and lick, suck and lick. In less than sixty seconds, she's gasping and moaning, coming loud again.

I get up and get on the bed. I lie on my back and she gets between my legs. Now it's her mouth on me. She uses her lips and tongue until my cock is hard. It doesn't take long.

She lubes my cock, then kneels straddling me and lowers her cunt. I can tell why she didn't lube herself -- she's flagrantly wet. She starts to slowly fuck me.

She says, "I liked you having me count down."

"You like to have your body known like that?"

"Yes."

There's dim moonlight from the window. I watch her fuck me. Her breasts shift slightly as she moves up and down. She's closed her eyes.

I say, "I think it'd be hot to have someone watch us do that. Watch me make you come on cue. Or maybe they decide just when you come; they tell you when you should start counting down."

Downstroke. Downstroke. She says, "It could be a guy, and he jerks off while watching us. A guy with his hand on his cock -- oh, I love that image. When he's ready, he tells you to make me come, so he and I both come together."

"He could lean over you, so as you start coming, he comes all over your tits."

She likes that. Her cunt squeezes me tighter and she fucks me harder.

She says, "Maybe he jerks off watching us, waiting for you, and when you nod, he sticks his cock in my mouth -- I love to suck on something when I'm hot. I could be blindfolded. I'm lying there, you licking me, I can't see what's going on, and suddenly there's this stiff cock in my mouth, and he starts fucking my mouth, and you make me come so good, and I'm sucking on him, hard, and he shoots!"

She can feel what her words do to me. She fucks me steadily, her cunt rubbing the sweet spot on my cock, her breasts jouncing. She loves it when I'm this hard: loves the idea of it, and loves the way it feels.

My cock goes all rigid and she laughs. Her tight cunt pulls the orgasm from me, and I spurt up into her again and again. I'm silent, but she can tell how hard I'm coming. She fucks me slower so she can really bear down and squeeze out the last drop of semen.

She dismounts.

The talk, the fucking, my orgasm -- they've got her hot again. She grabs the electric vibrator from the bedside table and lies down on her back. She plays the vibrator across her cunt lightly for a few seconds. She bends her knees outwards and puts the soles of her feet together so she can work her muscles.

She's already moaning softly. She stops the vibrator when it's directly over her clit and presses down, holds it there. Her whole body tightens up. She's moaning rhythmically: "Uh uh uh uh."

She nods twice. Her head lifts completely off the bed, her mouth opens, she cries out. Her body arcs as she comes, everything jerking except the vibrator, which stays clamped to her cunt until she's done.

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