Chapter 2
As the morning light crept in around the edges of the window shade, I lay quietly, savoring the memory of last night, again caught up in Sandy's spell. I reached out and put my hand under the heavy melon of her breast. It was smooth and warm, its nipple darkened and began to stiffen, but her warm heavy breathing continued. I played with, her quietly, caressing and fondling the resilient flesh, tickling here and there with my fingernail.
She was still asleep, one arm up under the pillow and her face half enclosed in it. Her other arm was lying down her side, holding the blanket off her naked breasts. I stared, fascinated at the way they moved with her deep sleep breathing. Slowly, up and down, two mounds of soft flesh looking unbearably succulent. I propped myself up on one arm to watch the pliant young flesh of her upper body and her delicate face for a moment before I bent to take the soft brown nipple between my
lips. She stirred but did not wake and I drew myself back to consider her body again.
Her eyes opened slowly. She yawned and a shot of adrenalin flashed through me. I looked into those newly opened eyes, still sleepy and remembered how she had screamed last night while I fucked her. My prick began to jump off my flank toward her.
"Good morning," I said.
She smiled.
"Good morning." She said it playfully, grinning, telling me she liked what my hand was doing on her breast.
Her voice made my cock jump to attention and poke into her thigh. It was interesting, that. I usually didn't respond so quickly to a chick the second time around. My sex life was a series of new conquests, and I liked it that way. But there was something different about Sandy. Careful, I told myself.
She licked her lips and I leaned to kiss them, letting my free hand slide across her ribs and rest on her hip, pulling her a little closer so I could feel more of her body against my cock.
Her breath caught as I moved my face toward her nipples, taking one in my hand and the other in my mouth, sucking it gently between my teeth and biting down just enough to make it harden. Then I moved my lips to the other side and did the same until they were both puckered brown knobs on the tips of her round moons of breasts. Her hand played a game with my balls, gently pulling them out and then letting them slide back through her fingers, only to be retrieved. Then she dug her nails into the skin, causing little points of sensation, bringing my whole crotch alive until my pelvis began rotating against her hand.
"Oh, Christ." The words popped out of her lips. I moved my hand quickly down to cover her furred crotch, massaging it with the same rhythm she used on my balls. My head was begging to spin with the pressure pounding in my brain like a sledge hammer and I scarcely heard her as she screamed.
"Fuck me! Do it now!"
I increased the pressure of my hand on her pelvic bone and began to probe one finger inside, thrusting it into the delicious warmth and moisture waiting for my throbbing rod.
Her hand gripped my cock like she was going to rip it off and stuff it into the demanding channel. I did not try to move away from her.
"I'm going to give you something special." I heard my own voice come in hoarse grunts.
She did not let go of my cock as I moved over her. With my knees straddling her head, I lowered my face between her legs. The smell of sex met my nostrils, filling my head with swirling vapors of last night's lovemaking, last night's fucking, and sent jolts of electric shocks down my spine.
I opened my mouth and lowered it down on her cunt lips, withdrawing my finger as I filled my mouth with the delicious fluid.
"Oh noooooo, don't."
I could scarcely hear her words as my mouth drove down on her, lapping, tasting, probing, tongue fucking. I pulled her legs up around my ears and opened her cunt with my fingers until I could see the pink flesh under the brown folds. I forced my tongue into the deeper recess, sucking at her hard bud which was pulsating with desire, alternately withdrawing my tongue and then thrusting it back again, as deeply as I could, into her tunnel of pleasure.
I slobbered and gobbled down there between her legs as if it were some fantastic dish under the mouth of a starving man and my cock pushed into her mouth, stopping her groaning.
She put her arms around my back and used me for leverage-to work up and down on my prick. She used her teeth and tongue with professional skill and I felt the inside of her mouth all over my cock. When I crouched a little backwards, my balls covered her forehead.
The vat of come began to churn somewhere deep in my groin. I worked with my tongue to bring her along with me. Her hips began to buckle and push against my face. Her mouth opened around my cock and a long animal groan shook her body as my come splashed into her open mouth, punctuating her groans with eager gargles and swallows.
Her body gradually relaxed, but her tongue and lips continued to suck for more of my semen. Her fingers played with my balls like squeezing a toothpaste tube from the bottom; she was determined to get every last drop.
Gradually my senses stopped reeling and I pulled out of her mouth and turned around on top of her.
"You like that?" I asked, coming face to face with her once again. "That was beautiful."
"You've had it done before, haven't you."
"Sure, but I've never liked it very much."
"But you liked it this time."
"Because I know you're going to fuck me too," she said dreamily; her eyes were still glazed. "I can dig it."
She pulled her knees up around my sides and I settled in between her thighs. My cock slipped up between us, against my belly, letting my balls wallow in the wet sticky goodness of her wide open cunt. To give her pleasure I rammed my displaced genitals down against her cunt and rubbed, hoping that my rod would contact her still rigid clit and give it a good working over before I shoved it up inside her.
Td never known a chick who got turned on so often and so quickly as Sandy. We rocked together, the friction between our sex just beginning when she began to demand that I enter her. I was ready.
"Oh god," she kept repeating. "Oh god, put it in! Oh Godr
I slipped my arms under her knees and pushed her back on her shoulders, her open legs were flaying the air. I supported my weight on the backs of her thighs and sheathed my cock before she could scream out at the discomfort.
My body bounced down on her, crushing her into the bed, ramming her with my cock as though I intended to split her apart. When she was past complaining I began a slow but hard stroke, fucking the length of my shaft each time, letting the pressure on her back relax as I withdrew for the next downward thrust and then hitting her hard on the downbeat
I wanted her to know she had been fucked. Now that I was at it I wanted to give her the best I pulled my cock out of her cunt on the out stroke and adjusted my aim slightly and drove one long, hard, smooth stroke into her ass. I felt the little mouth open as though in surprise and swallow. She screamed but I was in. I ground down on her for a second, letting her feel it all, giving her something to remember, and then slipped out and jabbed back into her cunt.
She was screeching and thrashing, the only way I held my place on top of her was having her legs pinioned under me. I fucked into her cunt, driving harder and harder against her, slamming my crotch against hers, bouncing, grinding, pumping it out of me into her.
The waves of her orgasm rippled over my cock and up her stomach, bouncing her head back as though in hideous pain. Deep snarls coursed through her lips and her fingernails dug deep into my shoulder, pushing me away. I stroked on, working for my climax. I wanted to catch the tail end of hers, to come while those sweet, gripping waves were still in her cunt, undulating and sucking.
Then it happened. The flood gate opened and I poured like a turned on spigot. I bent, curling my body back over her crotch, putting my entire weight oh the one spot, my cock a driven stake holding me in place, while my body wrung itself dry, gushing and spilling into her very guts.
She lay quietly for several minutes, turned on her side, away from me.
"You all right?" I asked carefully.
Her head shook slightly, yes. She was all right
"Don't you work somewhere?"
After a moment her head shook again. Affirmative.
Before she could tell me she wasn't going to work today, I said, "I've gotta split."
Tension stiffened her back as I crawled out of bed and began dressing.
"Will I see you again?" she asked.
"No." It was my customary answer, it wasn't even too hard to say it any more.
Dressed, I turned to her. She had not moved.
"You were a great fuck," I told her. "One of the best"
"Why don't you come back?"
She said it more calmly than I expected. She sat up and looked at me, seemingly entirely composed.
"If you are afraid of 'getting involved,' " she said, "don't worry."
I had heard it before but somehow this chick sounded like she meant it
"There's a party next weekend," she said, smiling. "Why don't you come "
I didn't say anything.
"Meet me on the corner of Powell and Geary around ll p.m. Friday night."
"Just give me the address."
"I can't you couldn't get in."