They had been planning this getaway for a while, ever since last Christmas had been such a disaster, they had decided this year would be just for them.
“It’s going to be so great,” said Natty. “No families, no phones, no distractions…”
“…no clothes?” Ricky had asked, causing Natty to bat him, playfully, on the shoulder.
“Only if you’re a good boy,” she had said, with the little wink that he always found so enticing.
They had rushed out of the door, trying to beat rush hour and driven smack dab into a traffic jam. They’d been stuck on Main Street for an hour before Natty got bored, and when she got bored, she got playful.
“So, what did you get me?” she asked, as she started fiddling with the radio.
“You’ll find out on Christmas morning, young lady,” he said with mock severity, as he gently swatted her hand away from the controls.
“Awww,” she said with a pout. “You could just tell me now…”
Ricky didn’t answer right away because Natty had reached out and started to stroke his thigh. Causing a rush of blood that he found as thrilling as it was distracting.
“I’m not…going to tell…you,” he said, his resolve dwindling as his big cock stiffened.
Natty leaned closer until her lips were almost touching his ear.
“Please,” she whispered, nibbling at his earlobe. A low, throaty moan betrayed Ricky’s pleasure and he would have answered any question Natty asked when-
BEEEEEP!!
The traffic had cleared ahead of them and the car behind had gotten tired of waiting for them to move. Ricky went a little red and swore as tried to get the car in gear. He was so flustered that he stalled the engine, prompting another toot of the horn from behind. Natty started laughing as he struggled, the clutch screeching in protest, to get going again.
“Come on, my love,” she said, between giggles. “Try and pay attention. God, you’re so easily distracted.”
Ricky kept quiet and tried to maintain an air of offended dignity, which just made Natty giggle more. Eventually, he couldn’t keep from smiling and turned his head to stick his tongue out at her.
“Mmm, yes please,” said Natty, and Ricky did his best not to laugh as he pulled into another lane and sped up, glad to finally be on the open road.
They’d been driving for hours, boredom overtook Natty again and she lifted her top to flash her tits at Ricky. He spent a little too long enjoying the view and not paying attention to the road.
“Shit!” he said, clenching the wheel and flicking his eyes to the rear-view mirror.
“What is it?” asked Natty.
“I think I just got flashed by a speed camera.
Natty looked down at her boobs, still on full display.
“Well, someone’s going to get a nice picture,” she said.
They finally pulled into the parking spot next to the little log cabin, and he killed the engine.
It was a cloudless night and this far out in the country the sky was a shimmering blanket of stars.
“Finally here,” said Natty as she stepped out. Her breath misted in the cold evening air.
Once inside, Ricky dropped the last bag on one of the kitchen chairs and Natty leaned against the rustic kitchen table. The way she stood gave a delicious curve to her bum and she looked back over her shoulder at Ricky, with a devilish glint in her eye.
She leaned a little further forward as Ricky approached her. He pressed his body against hers and she gave a gasp.
“I think this table has some potential,” she said, pushing back into Ricky’s swelling crotch.
“I think it might…” he replied, grinding his hardening cock into her ass.
He placed his hands on the desk to steady himself and let him thrust more forcefully…
…and the table started to wobble. One of the legs was loose and they stumbled, nearly falling to the floor.
Deciding to call it a night, they walked arm-in-arm towards bed.
“So what did you get me,” asked Natty, as the two of them cuddled up under the covers.
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Ricky always woke up first. Even on holiday, even at Christmas, he’d never been very good at sleeping in. He tried lying in bed for a little while longer, snuggling into Natty and savouring the feeling of her warm body against his, he considered gently nudging her awake but she could have a temper when her sleep was disturbed, so Ricky left her alone for now and decided just to get up.
Carefully, he slid out of bed and shrugged on his thick, fluffy robe and padded across to the little nook which was the cabin’s kitchen. The floor was cold and he wished that he’d brought his slippers.
He checked there was water in the kettle and flicked it on. While the kettle boiled Ricky happened to glance out the window and saw that snow was falling. Small drifts were starting to pile up on the ground and the white clouds overhead looked to contain an entire winter wonderland. He and Natty might end up snowed in… if they were lucky.
He went to his bag and quietly opened it, took out the book he’d brought with him and one little present for Natty that he’d stashed there without her seeing.
He sat down, just for a moment, to flick through his book of erotic poetry while he waited for the water to boil.
Before long Ricky was lost in the rich and suggestive imagery. He turned the page, his morning cuppa entirely forgotten, and pored over the sensuous verse. His resolve to leave Natty to sleep started to wane as his arousal grew.
Glancing to one side, Ricky saw the small, gift-wrapped box on the table next to him…
I think she’s slept long enough, he thought, as he picked up the box and crossed over to the bed. He gently eased himself onto the mattress and kissed Natty on the cheek. She stirred slightly and smiled, but kept her eyes closed.
“Good morning,” said Ricky, returning her smile.
Natty rolled over without a word and kissed him, Ricky could feel the drowsiness leave her as she kissed him with more feeling.
When they finally pulled apart, she rubbed the last little bit of sleep out of her eyes and looked up at Ricky.
“So, what did you get me?”
She wasn’t really greedy, he knew, but she was very nosy. It drove her mad if there was a secret she didn’t know, and as much as Ricky had enjoyed making her squirm over the last couple of weeks, he figured that he’d toyed with her long enough.
Besides, there’s more than one way to make someone squirm.
So, privately thinking about all of the delectable things he was going to do to her, Ricky gave Natty her new present and she tore the box open with abandon. Her eyes opened wide in delight and then flicked to her lover. She hooked one finger into his robe and drew him in for another lingering kiss that burned away any last tiny slivers of sleep.
Ricky kept kissing her as Natty unbuttoned her pyjamas and exposed her supple, sylph-like body. He kissed every inch of naked skin as she exposed it, making her moan and gasp. He took his time over her nipples and savoured, as he always did, the noises she made when he played with them.
As lust and desire bubbled up, Ricky shrugged out of his robe and helped Natty to snake her hips out of her pyjama trousers before he eagerly returned to kissing her beautiful, soft skin. He moved his lips further down her body, to Natty’s undisguised delight and joy.
She let out a happy sigh when his mouth found her warm slit and began to lick, enjoying, as he always did, the act of giving her pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him in. It was another way to show he was doing exactly what she wanted him to do.
He kept pussy licking her as he lightly stroked the inside of her thigh and Natty’s giggles turned to breathy moans as she savoured his sensual skill. When his light stroking turned to scratching her thigh with his nails, Ricky knew he had her. As her whole body twitched in time to each judicious caress of his tongue, he stopped scratching and slid a finger inside her slippery hole. Her grip on his hair tightened and her moans took on an edge of urgent frenzy.
He teased and pleased her until she couldn’t take it any longer.
He moved up her body, his cock by now, rock-hard and as they kissed again, he slid easily inside her wet mound as their lips and tongues caressed each other’s.
At first he used long, leisurely movements of his hips to drive his full length deep inside her, every inch a hedonistic delight for both of them and their heavy breathing a raspy chorus in time to their lovemaking.
Ricky slowed down as Natty was looking over at her present.
He withdrew his cock as she reached over for the box and passed it to him with a killer smile.
He took the shining butt plug out of its wrappings as Natty turned over and got on all fours. Her ass raised in the air for her him.
Ricky kissed her perfect peach a couple of times, probing her with his tongue. They’d never done this before and the combination of nerves and excitement at trying something new was coursing through him.
“Are you ready,” he asked as he pressed it, gently against her virgin cavity.
“Please, Ricky,” she said. “Don’t make me wait any longer.”
He eased the plug inside her ass, ever so slowly, just a little bit at a time, to the accompaniment of Natty’s sighs of pleasure. Within moments only the sparkling end of it was visible as the last of it slipped inside, turning his lover’s rear to a shining jewel that glinted in the early morning light. It made Ricky feel glad, not for the first time, that his lover was so adventurous.
Natty stayed on all fours and Ricky stroked her pussy as she moaned louder.
“Do you like that?” he asked. “Do you like this butt plug sex, does it feel good?”
“God, it feels so good,” she said as her hips started to tremble. “But I want more. I need you inside me.”
Ricky always enjoyed hearing how much she wanted him. He loved knowing that she craved his body as much as he craved hers. He bit his lip as he turned her over, and she spread her legs as she looked up at him and smiled. She was ready now, eager and yearning for Ricky’s cock.
As he lay on top of her, she took it in her hand and helped him guide it. As his cock slid inside, the plug in her ass made her pussy even tighter, almost painful, and Ricky moved slowly as he became used to the unfamiliar feeling of constriction. Then, she eased open as little by little, he began to move faster.
As the two of them fucked in earnest Natty brought her leg up, wrapping it around Ricky as if trying to pull him deeper inside of her. The feeling of her leg pressing against the flesh of his buttocks encouraged a fresh wave of pep in him and he banged her harder, enjoying her shocked gasps.
They kissed again as they fucked, all traces of sleep gone from them now, lost in the feeling of their bodies entwined together.
Natty raised her leg up high, over Ricky’s shoulder. It changed the angle of his cock driving in and she grabbed his head as they kissed, her rising moaning muffled slightly, but he could tell she was loving it and that only made Ricky fuck harder.
He pounded into her, over and over, relentlessly and rapturously, until he began to slow, much to her frustration.
He gradually pulled out completely and eased her over onto her side, kissing her neck and spooning in behind her as she bit her lip.
He pushed inside her once again, this time with a more animalistic, feral rhythm. The short, staccato thrusts of his cock meting out delicious bursts of pleasure for them to share.
The more he fucked her, the more she seemed to want. She nuzzled in close, trying to press their bodies tightly together. He nibbled on her shoulder as she continued to moan and groan for him.
He lifted her leg higher, a little more than an inch, trying to get deeper, and Natty’s grip on his head tightened as he kept pounding. His round, firm buttocks clenching and unclenching as he strove to elicit greater heights of joyous, carnal satisfaction in his woman.
In time Natty grew restless and greedy for more. More gratification, more control, more power. As Ricky’s thrusts slowed to a more intimate, affectionate rhythm and he began to kiss Natty’s neck, she let him know that she was not quite ready for intimacy and affection.
Not yet.
She slid out from under him and pushed him over onto his back. He lay there, transfixed by the supple, slender curve of her body as she crawled on top of him, like a hungry panther.
He bared his teeth, halfway between a smile and a snarl, as she took control and straddled him with her sinuous frame. He ran his hands over her skin as she settled into position, and he revelled in the tightness of her most intimate piece around him as his tip breached her slit as she guided his cock inside her, and then the primal sensation when she started to ride him with more vigour.
The rocking and tensing of muscles and the force of how she took what she wanted was immense and soon it made the plug work its way out, making Natty and Ricky both giggle, but never dampening their enthusiasm for each other.
Ricky squeezed her breasts as Natty rocked back and forth on top of him, every movement increasing the tumult of revelrous elation. She leaned forward, pressing their bodies together as she kept riding him. Ricky slid his hands down to her bum and squeezed as she kissed him. Their kissing stifled the moans and gasps that both of them were making as their pleasure surged like a summer storm.
Ricky could see it build for Natty as she leaned back, his cock hitting her in just the right spot as she kept grinding up and down. He was desperate to give his lover every morsel of pleasure that he could.
He watched her movements become ever more syncopated as the orgasm drew close, his own body thrilled in concert with hers. His whole world condensed down to just the two of them here in this bed and the yearning for release.
She rocked her hips back and forth again and again. Ricky knew those motions; Natty was bringing herself to the cusp. He watched, enraptured, as she brought herself closer and closer, an agony of anticipation writ large across her face, until finally it crashed through her body.
She stilled her grinding momentarily as the orgasm subsided, and she came back to her senses before starting again. She bent forward to kiss Ricky, and he kissed her back gratefully, still feeling a little smug and wondering how he could satisfy her.
He knew he couldn’t last long now. He was always so turned on when he made her come. He brought his own hips up to meet her thrusts and grabbed her ass, and pulled her forward, desperately seeking his own payoff.
He started moaning as his climax got closer until his fingers stiffened and his hands clamped tight against her ass. His cock slipped out as his spray burst all over Natty’s butt as he peaked.
Natty kissed him as his cock quivered and the last remnant of his orgasm slowly ebbed away.
The two of them held their kiss as their breathing slowly returned to normal. The occasional laugh escaped from between their embraced lips.
This is just perfect, thought Ricky, as Natty lay in his arms, savouring the post-orgasmic chill that reached all the way to his toes.
He thought about how the day was going to pan out. They could have a slow, terribly unhealthy breakfast, cuddle up on the couch reading their books or watching a movie.
Maybe they could go for a walk and enjoy the sharp, winter air and the crisp and crunch of fresh snow under their feet.
He still had a few more presents to give Natty, one of which in particular…
Hmm, he thought. Maybe we should spend the whole rest of the holiday in bed…
The End

My body stirs, and I wake gently to the foamy splashing noises of you washing in the shower. The sounds soothe me as I drift in and out of soft sleep, delicious dreamlike memories of last night playing in my mind. You lifting me easily up against the wall upon our return from dinner. Your lips searing kisses onto my desperate aching flesh, your tongue licking my pussy… The sound of the water spray stops and I open my eyes.
I think of you sliding out of the glass shower cabinet, glistening and squeaky clean as you reach for your towel and sling it around your sculpted hips.
I stretch out my limbs in the bed, beautiful white linens cocoon me and arousal flutters in my abdomen as I imagine you in a semi-naked state. When we made love last night, I marvelled at how well we fit together, each dip and curve finding a natural home. And I’m hungry for it again, hungry to feel your muscles skate beneath your toned skin. Hungry for all the ways you make my body yours. My ears strain to catch the sound of a movement so I can imagine what you’re doing next, but you must be holding yourself very still and silent.
I can’t resist anymore and fling the covers off, my toes still in my bedsocks and pad through wearing my thong to the bathroom. You laughed at me last night when I scampered to join you in bed with my socks on so I’d taken them off and rubbed my icy feet into your burning hot skin. You’d recoiled, shrieking at me to put them back on. Later, I’d tried to steal some of your body heat from between your thighs, but you shoved me off laughing and muttering something about getting revenge. I soon warmed up, but I do need soft cashmere on my feet to keep me cosy. My breath hitches when I see you, and I forget about taking them off and make a lunge.
Oh yes, there you are. Perfection sitting in front of the huge bathroom window, what a view indeed. The cityscape fans out behind you oblivious to what’s going on this side of the glass… or is it? A thrill cascades through me to think someone out there might be watching. A secret voyeur. I remember films where window cleaners on pull up cradles suddenly appear, and I quickly peek to check, half wishing there would be a witness, someone watching a strange couple fucking passionately. Us fucking passionately.
I roll in between your legs and start kissing you – wet sexy sounds echo through the marbled walls. I grind into you, savouring your freshly washed taste as your hands snake up to my breasts.
You cup them in your palms, running your thumbs over my nipples and release. They fall gently back into place as you slide your strong grip up my neck and entwine your fingers into the hair at my nape. Oh, how that gets me. My nerve endings shiver from my scalp right down my spine to my toes, and my want builds.
You are the perfect kisser, so sultry yet insistent, it conjures images of fucking and my cunt yearns for attention. We’re undulating together in time with our lips, and I guide your hand between my legs, and you toy with the fabric of my thong, working my pussy through the scant material. I tip my pelvis to meet your touch, riding your hand, a prelude to what is to come. Heat from your body meets mine, and I want to wrap myself up in it.
I lean in and kiss you again and don’t notice at first that your cock has fallen free of the towel. Lust grows as the sweet clean scent of you wafts to my taste buds and my mouth waters. I reach down and take you in my grip, relishing the fact that you are hard already. I adore your dick, and I masturbate you slowly to the same rhythm you’re teasing me. I untangle you from the towel and enjoy the sight of you fully naked. You twist me around and with your deft fingers pull my panties down letting them fall to the floor as we keep kissing over my shoulder and your fingers creep to my pussy.
You know exactly how to work my cunt, and I’m wet already, feeling the delicious nudge of your erection at my buttocks. I tip my hips to lift my ass in invitation. Just one quick lick of your hand to lubricate me from behind and I’m ready for you. I lean back and savour the insistence of you prying open my entrance, and I squeeze tight, just for a second, to make you push that bit harder. I release and press down onto your cock. I love the sensation of my pussy stretching eagerly to accommodate your thick girth. I feel every ridge and groove as you slide your way into my welcoming depths. You hold my clit and mound in one hand and keep me in place with the other, palming my breast, making me feel enveloped in your whole being.
I want more. I lift my leg high over yours and hook it up onto the windowsill to get better purchase, and you support my thigh as you thrust. I feel truly pinned somehow in this pose. Your grip under my thigh feels strong and manly, and I imagine again, the scene of our fucking, a stranger taking it in from a distance. I visualise myself, a whimpering rag doll shamelessly baring my cunt to the world, inviting everyone to come take a look at our bodies performing the sex show of a lifetime.
I want you deeper inside, so I put my foot to the floor and lean forward a little, bouncing joyfully on your beautiful dick.
Your fingers curl at my pussy lips, massaging my clit so my pleasure mounts further. All the while you hold me in place with your other hand, cradling me close as you breathe hot nothings into my hair. I let out some moans that ricochet through the lush room and start frigging off my clit with my own fingers. It feels so good. I’m engulfed in sensation with you holding me fast as we fuck.
My foot is up on your knee now, and we rock gently for a moment before resuming our original stance. You begin to jerk, and I ease off, sliding up and down more slowly to stop you coming. I’m desperate to come too, but I never want this to end. I want to stay on this edge forever, up in this beautiful room, overlooking the world as if you’ve brought me to heaven.
You rise from the sill and bend me over the bath, and I put my hands on the roll top for balance. I love how my tits fall forward and the way they sway and move as we fuck. I arch my back to enhance the feeling, and the position seems to make your cock bury in deeper.
The sexy sounds our rutting makes adds to the thrill that someone could hear us. I grip tighter to the bath as you plough into me, fucking hard. The slapping noise of your thick meat as your pelvis meets my ass cheeks is invigorating. It’s so deep, so full, my cunt is stretched, and I’m dripping wet for you. I lean over further and meet you thrust for thrust, closing my eyes, getting lost in the sensation of being impaled on your succulent cock.
You grab my shoulder and let your touch trail over my flesh raising goosebumps in its wake. I could feel stars being born in my synapses and nerve endings and I’m almost spirited away to another plane of pleasure. I’m spiralling off when you withdraw, and for a moment my cunt feels bereft. I turn to face you.
That look in your eye hints at what you have in mind. You sit me on the edge of the bathtub holding me wide apart, kissing my mouth, throat, then nipple as you travel down to my pussy.
You dive in between my thighs, parting my lips with your expert tongue. It’s so good, and I lift my leg up and over, pulling you into me with my foot hooked on your back, latching you to me. You’re devouring me now, and we grab hands as my tension builds within my pelvis.
Oh, my cunt is so open and raw, ready for you to take me places. The welling in the pit of my core begins, and I fall into that sublime place of impending climax. Twinkling darkness looms at my periphery as I lose myself to this ecstasy. Just as I feel I might rise to the brink, you stop licking and lean backward, sinking to the floor on your knees, cock standing high and proud in an invitation for me to straddle you.
Oh and I do, of course, I do.
I lower myself onto you, swallowing your delicious dick easily and fuck you, thrusting my pelvis, grinding my cunt all over your hot fucking body. My juices are spilling out onto your thighs, and my flesh is alight with sensations. I feel it vibrating from me in waves, and I’m sure you can see my arousal in this way. You seem to know exactly where to touch to heighten my want and experience every time.
It takes my breath away how you know me, how you read me so perfectly.
You push me back, and I spread my legs as wide as I can, leaning on my hands so we can both get a good view of your cock impaling my flesh, fucking my red wet cunt over and over. The ridges of your cockhead hit me right up in my G-spot, and we meet thrust for thrust. I’m so close now, I spit on my fingers and reach down to my open cunt and rub my exposed, desperate clit. I might bite right through my lip the rising is so strong and I stroke harder, faster to match our fucking.
The sounds of our sex, wet and rough, tips me over the edge and I come shuddering and writhing on your sexy cock. My skin is tingling all over, and you reach up while I’m still spasming and cup my face, tethering me to this physical moment, drawing me in to ride you again.
We embrace tightly as the focus shifts to your pleasure. I work your dick with my cunt, undulating my hips and pelvis to milk and coax your orgasm. I want it, I want to claim you as mine with my hot tight pussy. I engage all my internal muscles and ride you as hard as I can. My own desire mounts again, and my juices coat your upper thighs as I squeeze and release. I think I might come again as your cock begins to twitch and tease me in return. I keep thrusting hard and shove my fingers into the action, greedily building my own pleasure again. Your breath grows ragged as you begin to come undone.
I love this moment, the moment I can feel the surge from deep within. It starts with your body curling inward as you fold into yourself for a second before letting go and the surge becomes a twitch then a spurt then you’re grunting your hot, delicious spunk right up inside me. I welcome it and keep massaging and milking your quivering dick with my cunt muscles. I want this to be the best time yet. You release again and again, and I’m filled with lust and delight, and I can’t stop writhing on you. Your rhythm slows, and when I’m sure you’ve given me every last drop, I relax a little and melt into you.
We embrace, and I cling on to you with everything I have, wanting to swallow you whole, keep you inside for as long as I can.
As our heart rate and breathing soften, I wonder what the city has in store for us today. I lean into your neck and inhale the scent of expensive soap and the mingled musk of our sex. Part of me wants to coat myself in our pheromones, to walk around wantonly and make it known you’re mine. I undulate my body into yours again, scenting myself like a feral wild thing. I know you’ll suggest a shower or long bubble bath, but I want to bathe in your aroma for a little while longer.
I know you have plans for dinner, and my hunger for you is gently being replaced by a hunger for something delicious in an exclusive little restaurant with candles and champagne, just how I like it. I prise myself from your grip, your beautiful erection gently subsiding as I shift off your lap, satisfied and languid from our mutual pleasure.
We rise together, and I pick up your discarded towel as we head to the shower. You laugh, tickling my sides and push me into the glass shower cabinet, cashmere socks and all, and you turn the cold on full blast.
I shriek and squeal, trying to escape but you pin me fast to the wall, that glint is back in your eye as searing cold cascades over me. I can feel you growing hard again already as you reach down and cup my ass cheeks in your hands and lift me up, opening my legs to wrap around you. You stare at me and smile as you spear me with your cock and fuck me hard against the tiles. I’m gasping with the chill of the shower and excitement of being taken so soon and so savagely.
I chance a look over your shoulder to the huge window and city beyond, hoping that whoever can see us has the perfect view.
Ends

She didn’t think Alexa was going to let her touch her—then again, she never thought anyone was going to let her touch them. Julia was shy, she knew it, but still, that didn’t stop her erotic lesbian desires from flowing through her body, like any other young woman.
Shyness didn’t seem to be present this early afternoon as Julia’s hands ran up the back of Alexa’s legs, teasing underneath her dress. There was no resistance. She pulled Alexa closer to her. Their lips met, then instantly locked in a passionate kiss. No, there was no resistance at all. Julia only felt the equal pull of her new lover, touching her in the same manner. They wanted each other, there was no denying it.
Julia moaned softly and pressed her lips more forcefully against Alexa’s mouth.
“Julia couldn’t possibly be in this as much as I am,” Alexa thought as she struggled to keep her composure, her lips pressed against Julia’s, her tongue dancing lightly inside her delicious little mouth. “She’s normally so shy…”
~
“I can’t believe Alexa isn’t stopping me,” Julia thought again as she pushed her tongue deeper into Alexa’s mouth. She opened her eyes and dared a quick peek at Alexa, amused to see her lover’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut. “God, she’s so beautiful,” she lamented, still not quite believing that it was Alexa, her gorgeous brunette roommate that she was kissing.
It felt so surreal… watching Alexa all these months as they became better and better friends… casually asking Alexa if she ever dated women, yet not ever receiving an answer. She knew she did—Julia had caught Alexa bringing a girlfriend back from a bar one night… what a night it had been. Julia still got wet remembering the sounds of the two girls moaning behind the closed bedroom door as she hid in the dark to listen to their intimate romantic sex.
Yes, her roommate dated girls, but for some reason, she refused to ever talk about it. That particular girlfriend was gone the following morning when Julia woke up, and Alexa never brought her up—that’s what made thing so difficult. As much as she wanted her roommate from the moment she laid eyes on her gorgeous body, Julia knew if she were to ever come on to her and Alexa rejected her it would make living together nearly impossible. Beyond the embarrassment, she didn’t want to move. Finding a flat in the city was a nearly impossible task, and she adored the cozy two-bedroom place they shared. No, better to remain in the silence, than upset the apple cart.
Except now, the distance that had once kept them apart had vanished in the blink of an eye, and a hand under the skirt.
~
“She is so unbelievably sexy,” Alexa kept repeating to herself. She felt Julia’s hand reaching up higher under her dress, teasing the edges of her silk pink panties. She let out a quiet moan, unable to keep her arousal in check. Her hands found the same path under Julia’s dress and she teased her in the same manner. She grazed her fingers over Julia’s soft mound, and along the soft curve of her bottom.
“God, she is so unbelievably sexy,” kept running through her head. “So unbelievably sexy…”
~
Julia had accepted it was happening. This was real. Her crush on her roommate had suddenly turned into the hottest sexual encounter she could recall. She had only been with one other woman before, and it was nothing like what she was feeling with Alexa. Her legs were growing so weak she could barely stand. Her inner thighs where Alexa was teasing her were on fire. Her nipples were hard and pressed against the front of her dress, begging to be pinched and sucked. Her breath was hot. She was so turned on, she couldn’t even think.
Yet, she tried. She tried to think what a more confident girl would do. She didn’t want her first time with Alexa to be awkward. She was quickly realizing she also didn’t want this to be the only time. Something that felt this good… there was no way she wanted to give this up.
Julia was sick of always being the shy girl, the girl who was terrified to ask another girl out on a date. Her timidity had plagued her since she’d realized she was attracted to women. She’d even tried dating guys just to please her family, always worried about what others thought more than caring for her own needs.
She didn’t want Julia to ever know that timid, shy side of her. This was her chance to show her roommate that she knew exactly what she wanted.
She wanted Alexa.
Julia reached her hand down and squeezed Alexa’s upper thigh, then raised Alexa’s leg up and pulled her closer. She thrust her hips forward, rubbing her pelvis against Alexa in a slow, sensual rhythm. She could hear Alexa’s gasp of surprise. She smiled to herself. She was just getting started.
~
Alexa’s eyes widened as she felt Julia’s tongue probing the insides of her mouth. She was shocked by the boldness that came over her roommate. “I had no idea she was so experienced,” she thought as Julia pushed her down onto the couch. She felt her legs being spread open and her arms being pushed into the soft cushions behind her. “She’s just so good at this.”
Alexa was not a virgin when it came to women, but was she not all that experienced. The only girl she’d been with recently had been a one-night hookup after a bar, and while they had made a lot of noise in the dark she hadn’t really experienced any sort of passion with her. Julia seemed to ooze passion from every pore of her being. Alexa felt her body and mind slipping away… she was going to give herself to Julia… every bit of her.
~
Julia continued kissing Alexa’s soft, feminine mouth. She licked her tongue, and bit down on her bottom lip, devouring her with intensity. There was no more hesitation… the shy girl she once had been had disappeared.
Julia placed her hands on Alexa’s breasts and pinched her nipples lightly. She slipped Alexa’s dress from her shoulders and ran her tongue over Alexa’s breasts and nipples, enjoying the way they felt in her mouth. She continued kissing and sucking on her, eagerly devouring every inch of her exposed skin as she moved her hands down Alexa’s body, once again pressing her fingers against her soft mound. Alexa moaned beneath her.
Julia felt her own dress slipping from her shoulders. She pulled it down, exposing her breasts. Alexa sat up and touched her tenderly, lightly teasing her fingers over her skin. Julia felt electricity rush through her everywhere Alexa touched. She wanted to say something. She wanted to tell Alexa how beautiful she was. She wanted to tell her how much she wanted her… how much she needed her.
She decided to let their bodies do the talking.
Julia pushed Alexa all the back so she was lying flat on the sofa. She leaned over her and began grinding her hips into her. Their bare thighs rubbed up against one another. Their nipples collided, sending a shiver through Julia’s spine. She leaned forward and pushed her breasts into Alexa’s mouth, reveling in the sensations that overtook her as Alexa licked her nipples.
Julia loved the power she felt running through her. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. Alexa moaned and rocked her body back and forth as Julia rubbed her mound. Alexa’s eyes widened and her breath grew short. Julia reached underneath Alexa’s soft lacy panties and found her inner lips wet. She began to stroke Alexa. Softly at first, then with more force. She found her clit, teasing it expertly as only a woman can.
Alexa moaned under her, nearly bursting with passion. Julia could only smile.
Julia’s fingers were light tiny lightning bolts, sending electric shockwaves through Alexa’s most intimate of areas. Alexa could barely see straight. She cried out, not caring about anything.
“Yes, yes… God yes!” Alexa moaned as her body exploded in orgasmic pleasure. Julia kept stroking her until her orgasm finally subsided. She slowly withdrew her fingers from her and let her catch her breath.
~
As she watched Alexa climax Julia felt a new need growing inside her. She needed to be touched. She needed to be touched the way she had just touched Alexa. She sat up and helped Alexa to slide her panties down her legs then swapped places with her. Julia smiled to herself as she lay back and felt Alexa’s hand move between her legs. She closed her eyes, letting the sensations of pure pleasure wash over her.
Julia was certain she was going to wake up and this would all be a dream. She opened her eyes. Her roommate was still there, her dress hiked up around her hips, her head lowered between her legs. Julia closed her eyes again. It wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t a dream, and she was about to come.
A moment later Julia cried out as her body shook violently. A cascade of stars swam behind her tightly closed eyelids. Her breath was gone. She was in absolute heaven.
Finally, she opened her eyes and stared at Alexa.
Alexa eventually broke the silence.
“If I had any idea you were into girls…”
Julia smiled. “Well, now you know.”
Alexa giggled. “I do. And it’s probably for the best I didn’t know sooner. I might have done something terribly foolish, like give you free rent.”
Julia laughed. “Well, maybe I can work out a deal with you… although you should know, I don’t come cheap.”
As spent as her body was, Alexa felt a tingle between her legs. She couldn’t wait to see what happened next month when the rent was due. Neither roommate could. They leaned toward each other, eager to find out.
Ends

She took him in her mouth, not because she had to, but because she wanted to. It had been so long since she’d tasted him… smelled him… felt him. She needed to have him inside of her in every way possible.
She shifted down in the bed and closed her eyes as her lips moved up and down his sizeable, thick shaft. He was already rock hard and she could feel every inch of his rippled texture under her tongue as she licked him up and down. He groaned, his hands moving down along the backs of her thighs. Her head bobbed up and down more rapidly as she sucked him between her lips. He tasted so good… just as good as she remembered.
~
It had been only weeks, but it felt like months, or even years. He had traveled away for business and her bed had immediately turned into a desolate landscape of aching wanting. The miles that separated her from her lover were difficult to endure. While they could talk on the phone, she could not reach out in the middle of the night to seek his comfort when she woke. She could not feel the warmth of his body next to her. She could not run her hands over the thick hair on his chest and head. She could do none of those things while he was away. The only thing she could do was touch herself, masturbate, and imagine that he was there, with her.
Many times she touched herself during those long weeks as she awaited his return. She stripped her body completely naked and stretched her long, slender legs out on her bed. She ran her hands over her large, full breasts, pulling sharply on her nipples until they stiffened under her touch. She moved her hands between her legs, cupping her soft mound and sliding her fingers between her slick, wet folds. Many times she brought herself to orgasm in those long, lonely weeks, yet it was not enough—it could never be enough. She needed him. She needed to feel his thick, hard cock penetrating her. She needed to feel his warm, muscled torso pressed against her body. She needed his lips on hers, kissing her, tasting her, wanting her as much as she wanted him.
He had returned to her in the middle of the night and slipped into her bed. It had felt like a dream, but it was real. Now it was morning, and finally, she could have him again. Back together for some steamy couple fucking, nothing was better than doing it with a partner. You know every inch of them, every craving and desire.
~
Her tongue moved languidly up and down his shaft as she took him deeper inside her mouth. Her head followed the movements of her hand that was sliding back and forth on his cock, her fingers wrapped tightly around his pulsing member. She was excellent at giving oral pleasure, and truth be told it turned her on to do so—it turned her on so much that she moved her other hand down between her legs and began to tease herself.
He let out a quiet groan, just to let her know he enjoyed what she was doing. She smiled. It was early dawn, and there was no need to make much noise. They could fuck wildly all afternoon and all night, but for now, their tender reconnecting was one of soft gasps and quiet whispers. That was enough.
His hands roamed her body, grabbing mounds of her breasts through her small cotton tank top. He cupped her smooth buttocks, squeezing them in his powerful hands, demonstrating to her how much he, too, had missed her.
She released him from her mouth and moved up and kissed him. She pressed her body against his, her hips moving in little circles, showing him how desperately she wanted him. His hand moved down between her legs, replacing hers. His finger slipped between her soft folds. He found her clit and flicked it rapidly, arousing her desires to even greater highs. She cried out softly. She couldn’t last much longer. She needed him inside her.
~
Moving quickly she rolled over and faced away from him. He raised her leg and pushed his hips between her thighs. She felt his cock at her wet entrance. Slowly he eased into her. She could feel her inner walls opening, taking him deep inside her. She gasped as he pulled back out then thrust into her. The feeling of him filling her was like no other. Her mind went blank. A deep heat began to burn in her loins. He spread her thighs open and began to thrust into her more forcefully. Her breasts heaved up and down. His tongue devoured her mouth. They were reconnecting in the way she had so desperately yearned for all these weeks, the sex romantic in every way.
Her painted toes danced in the air as he thrust into her. Over and over again their bodies crushed together, his powerful thighs slapping against her soft skin.
He slowed down, then sped up, then slowed down then sped up again. His tempo kept her on the edge. Once again her hand found her clit. She cried out as he drove into her deeper and deeper. Then he stopped, and slid off the bed. His head moved between her legs, his lips finding her soft folds. She moaned as he held her hips in his hands and licked her furiously. She dragged her fingers through his hair, pressing him to her. She could feel herself growing wetter and wetter. His tongue was relentless. Her heels pressed against his shoulders, digging into him. She needed him so badly. His hand moved up her belly, pressing her down into the soft bed as he continued to lick her. The teasing was simply too much to bear. She pulled him toward her, begging with her eyes for him to enter her again with his cock.
He did not need to be asked twice.
~
Pinning her down onto the bed he drove his cock back into her as deeply as he could. Her body shook as he worked his long shaft into her. She moaned with the delicious pleasure, yet still she needed him in her even deeper. She pushed herself up and turned around, then offered her back side to him. He took hold of her hips and drove his cock into her from behind, hitting her so deeply she could only gasp. He pulled her toward him then reached around and cupped her breasts. He held her to him, her back pressed against his chest as he remained deep inside her. They paused, taking a moment to breathe.
He let her go. She returned to all fours, this time ready to climax. He drove into her with everything he had and she pushed back against him with equal force. Their bodies glistened in sweat. Their primal cries grew louder and louder. The bed shook. The morning was no longer quiet. The bedroom walls barely contained their passion as she grew closer and closer to a final moment of pleasure. Then, it was upon her. She cried out as she came, her insides exploding in a sensation of pure bliss and electrified pleasure.
Now it was his turn. She moved over and once again took him in her mouth. She could feel his tension, his need to release. She sucked him harder and harder until he was so close she could feel it, then quickly climbed on top of him and straddled his leg. She faced away from him and held his cock tightly between her legs. She pumped him hard until she felt him explode in her hand, his body shaking quietly underneath her. She leaned back and collapsed back onto his body.
They kissed deeply again, unable to keep from smiling at one another. Both knew what the other was thinking… it had certainly been worth the wait. Another thought was also running through her head: it was only morning, they still had the entire day to do it all again.

His hands found my breasts, and his fingers coaxed my nipples to hard little nubs again, and they ached with every pinch. My clit began to throb, and I thrust my hips with the arousal that was building again inside me.
“What do you want, my love?” he asked. I licked my lips and motioned downward with my eyes.
“Taste me,” I said. He smiled and licked his lips and leaned forward as he pulled my panties to the side. My clit was so engorged it peeked out above the folds of my pussy, and he exhaled a hot breath on it and I gasped at how good it felt, as he pussy licked me.
And then his hot breath was replaced by his warm, wet tongue. He swirled it in little circles down one side of my pussy and then up the other, never quite dipping it inside me but hard enough that the pressure of every swirl made its way right to my clit.
I moaned as I ground my pussy against his mouth. I wanted to feel his soft, wet lips encircle my clit. I wanted him to suck it into his mouth while he flicked at it with the tip of his tongue. I wanted to feel the wetness of another orgasm drench his lips and chin. And then I wanted to feel his cock inside me. Oh fuck, I needed to have his cock inside me.
I looked down and pleaded with my eyes for him to make me come. He smiled and kept eye contact with me, and then plunged his tongue inside me and lapped up my juices and then slid his tongue up to flick at my clit. I was riding on the edge of another orgasm, and he was making me ride it, making me squirm. My legs tingled and twitched as he took me close and then backed me away. He was teasing me now as I had teased him, and each tiny flick of his pointed tongue sent a blissful jolt of ecstasy inside me that gradually filled me to overflowing.
“Yes, baby,” I said. My voice was hoarse from gasping. “Please play me, please make me come.”
“Ah, but we cannot have that yet, ma chérie,” he answered. He stopped the wonderful tonguing he had been giving me and replaced his mouth with one of his long fingers. He slid it inside me and I clenched my pussy around it, and that made him smile. He curled it upward and found my g-spot and I gasped. I threw my head back and moaned, and he lowered his mouth again to blow warm breaths against my pulsing clit. First, it was one finger massaging that spot, then two. My mind floated away as his fingers coaxed pleasure from me that I never had known. My body quivered and I arched my back to feel the palm of his hand push against my clit.
I lay back on the table and let my hands roam my body. He licked my pussy from bottom to top, his tongue stopping to circle my clit with every lick. I spread my legs wider to invite him in completely, to open myself to whatever new pleasure he wanted to give me. I was at that place of beautiful torture, stuck between wanting the arousal to last forever and the wanting to feel my body release the pleasure he was storing in me, but knowing I couldn’t have both.
But he didn’t give me any choice as he pulled my clit inside his mouth and suckled on it. I lost control as I felt wave after wave of pure bliss pulse up my legs and through my body. I thrust my pussy against his mouth with each suck on my clit. My legs were splayed wide, my body knowing the want I felt to have his hard cock buried inside me. The sweet, sensual music of my orgasm filled the room.
I looked down and our eyes met, and I could feel his lips form a smile against my pussy. He lifted his head and I saw his lips and chin were wet with my juices, and I smiled back.
“Would you like to play the next movement with me?” he asked. I was still coming down from my orgasm, and I nodded and bit my lower lip.
“Fuck me,” I begged.
He stood and unbuttoned his shirt, never breaking eye contact with me. He unbuckled his belt, unfastened his jeans and slid them down. I felt his cock spring free and hit the inside of my thigh, and then he moved so it rested against my pussy. He put his hands on either side of me on the table and slid his cock against my wet pussy, and it slipped between the folds and the soft underside of his cock rubbed against my engorged clit.
“Oh god,” I said. “Please just fuck me. I want you inside meeee….” I pouted playfully and begged.
“We must build to another crescendo, chérie,” he said. “And then we will have an ending that will be as none before.”
His smile was decadent, his eyes were filled with lust, and the soft skin of his hard cock against my sex was having its intended effect. I was feeling a stronger arousal now as I felt his cock slide between my sensitive lips. I felt the head of his cock push agonizingly at the entrance of my pussy, and I wanted him to thrust into me hard. Instead, he pulled back and slid his hardness back up to my clit.
I was aching to have him inside, and I could tell that his need to push that wonderful hard cock inside me was growing. His moans grew to match mine, and I knew the feeling of my wet pussy lips on the head of his cock was getting too much for both of us.
“Let the finale begin,” he said, and he slid the tip of his cock inside me.
We both gasped as he held his cock there for a moment. I contracted my pussy to pull him further inside, and he threw his head back at the sensation. Inch by excruciating inch he pushed his cock inside me, and each time I squeezed my pussy around him. His cock felt wonderful as it filled me, but I wanted it all inside me. I rolled to the side and rested my leg against his shoulder, and he plunged his cock all the way in.
“Oh yesss…” I hissed. He held it there and ground hard against me to make sure he was all the way inside before he pulled back. He thrust deep inside a second time, and then a third and then he hit a rhythm. His thumb found my clit and circled it as he fucked me with his thick, hard cock. My fingers rolled my nipples and I felt myself climbing another mountain of pleasure, but this time I was going to have someone reach the summit with me.
He pulled out of me and rolled me on my stomach and pushed my knees together as he held my ankles in front of him. I felt his cock between my knees as he caressed my calves, and then I felt his cock sliding between my stocking-covered legs. He reached forward and massaged my ass, and then pulled the sides of my thong down toward my knees. He stepped back and pulled it all the way off, and then pulled my ankles apart. He leaned forward and playfully bit one side of my ass and then the other, and then licked and kissed them. I could feel his hot breath between my cheeks, and his tongue playfully lapped at my pussy from behind. I turned back to look at him, and the wanton look on his face told me all I needed to know.
“We make our finale music now, my love,” he said. He pulled me back toward him and he plunged his cock hard inside me. I rose up on my elbows and pushed back against him as I felt his hips slap rhythmically against my ass. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back against him with every thrust. I looked back at him as we watched each other’s pleasure grow. His cock was even harder now, and I was drenched with arousal. The look in his eyes was almost feral, and I wanted him to fuck me…hard.
My eyes must have looked the same to him because he pushed my hips down against the table and plunged his cock deep inside me. His pace quickened and I could feel his cock pulsing against my insides. I reached underneath and fingered my clit while he fucked me faster and faster. I turned and looked at him with pure wanton lust.
“I want your cum inside me,” I said. “Fuck me…make me come.”
“Yes, chérie,” he said. “I will make us both come now.”
He put his hands against my lower back and pushed down. I was pinned beneath his powerful thrusts, full of his magnificent cock, my fingers strumming my clit. An animal groan came from deep inside him and I felt his cock begin to spasm. I felt spurt after spurt of his cum fill me, and that pushed me over the edge. I screamed with a bliss I never knew as my world went white with pleasure. We both gasped and moaned and writhed against each other, begging each other to keep fucking, to keep coming, to keep this amazing feeling alive for as long as we could. Each mutual thrust gave me a new wave of orgasms that gradually ebbed as we slowed and stopped.
He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me and kissed the nape of my neck and my back and then pulled me close in a warm hug.
“I love how you play me,” I purred. He brushed the hair from my face and kissed my neck and then nibbled on my ear. I felt the sweet wetness of our mingled cum between my legs and I shivered.
“There are many more ways I want to play you, chérie,” he said. “And I will.”
THE END