Chapter 12
They lay in bed across from each other, admiring each other's nude body as the passions accelerated.
"I want to suck your asshole," Gordon whispered fervently.
"Go ahead."
"I will, provided you'll do the same for me."
"It's a deal," Patty smiled.
"It's a deal," Patty smiled.
They were having sex for the third time in as many days. It was getting to be a habit, and a glorious one at that, for them to share each other in those soothing hours following dinner.
Their tongues darted with blinding speed as they rotated their bodies in concert, sending stimulating passions through each other stroke for stroke.
It was the prelude leading to the act of sixty-nine, which they were coming to enjoy every bit as enormously as they enjoyed sex in the conventional way.
The more often they shared each other the better they liked it, which made the relationship a unique one, since most of the time, with both Patty and Gordon, except on rare occasions, they tended to become less inspired rather than more so with partners after a succession of sex interludes.
They manipulated their tongues briskly up each other's anus until they realized it was time to switch to sixty-nine festivities.
They went to work fervently sliding their tongues over each other's box as the tempo of the activity launched into dramatic full swing. Stab for stab they matched each other, their hips and buttocks rolling as they drove themselves rapidly toward climax.
Patty and Gordon were hoping for a mutual climax, and drove their bodies forward with great expectancy in that pursuit. Finally the juices flowed as the simultaneous orgasms, became a reality.
"You know, I was just thinking," Gordon exclaimed as he ran his fingers through Patty's hair as they rested following their orgasms.
"What's that, honey?"
"I was thinking of ending this whole rat race."
"What rat race is that?"
"I mean this whole ordeal of buying dogs and having them trained for sex. The whole thing is a big hassle. True, it's brought me a lot of money, maybe more than I'll ever need, but it's nothing that I really wanna stick with."
"What do you have in mind? You're an active man and you need to have something to do, honey," she looked at him seriously.
"I know I do. The first thing I'd like to do, baby, is to marry you," he looked at her, running his fingers now over her face.
"Oh, honey, say that again."
"Okay, I'd like to marry you."
Their lips met. They froze together for the next few seconds. Then Gordon withdrew his lips from hers.
"I've been thinking about this for quite a while, but until I found the right girl and had somebody to share all this with, it just didn't seem worth the effort."
"I'm glad you found that person," she smiled at him.
"So am I. Anyway, I've been thinking of getting a ranch somewhere way far away from here, maybe New Mexico. This time though it'll just be a regular ranch, and one that carries with it a lot fewer pressures than this place here."
"It sounds great. In fact anyplace with you would be great."
"With that kind of spirit we can't help but succeed."
The happiness that had so long eluded Patty in her romantic life had now arrived. Perhaps the route by which she had gained it had been circuitous, but that was of no consequence to her by that point. The only important fact was that it had been achieved and she was proud of that fact.
"Let's celebrate our engagement with a good screw," he patted her on the buttocks.
"Gladly. Shall I spread my legs?"
"No, that's not necessary. I'll spread them for you."
He did just that, taking his fingers and pressing firmly on her legs, moving them apart as his penis inflated with intense desire. He shoved his penis forward, making contact with her mound.
"You're in me, ah, that's great," she gasped.
"Hang on, this is gonna be one ride you'll never forget."
"Oh, yes, yes, fuck me."
"Oh, am I gonna drill you."
"You already are. Oh, the way you're firing that prick. Keep it up, keep it up."
He ran his warm fingers over her breasts as his hard phallus continued pounding inside her relentlessly.
Nobody else counted at that sublime moment except the two of them. They were dedicated toward providing pleasure of the flesh for each other, and with that object in mind Gordon continued resolutely pounding his organ into her.
"Oh, fuck me," she gasped.
"I will, baby, I'm gonna fuck you so many times that you're never gonna be able to keep count," he promised.