“Ok, you don’t have to share that one.” She made a face. “I can’t believe how smart you are…” She pressed her hands against my head. “How do you fit all that knowledge in here?”
I smiled and responded by tickling her ribs. She squealed, an intense sound that I found absolutely divine and cute.
“No, DON’T!” She shrieked, giggling hysterically. “Stop stop stop!”
“I wonder how you can fit all your intelligence, talent, beauty and just plain awesomeness in here.” I calmly said as I wrapped my arms around her.
Her giggling subsided and she blushed again. “You’re such a sweetheart.” She repositioned herself in a sitting position, cross-legged, an effect that displayed her beautiful pussy to me. She saw where my eyes had drifted to and grinned. “And a perv.”
“Hey,” I laughed, “It’s something worth investigating and studying.”
She got a sudden serious look on her face and then asked something that made my heart leap.
“Can I claim you?”
“Uh… like… boyfriend, girlfriend?”
“Yeah. I think we’re a great fit. And I think we’ll just fit better together as time goes on, so I was gonna skip the interim and claim you for my own before someone else snaps you up.”
“Ha, I’m not sure there were that many girls ready to ‘snap’ me.” Her compliment and words made me both blush and grin. “But I agree. I have been enjoying my time with you, more than I thought possible.”
“Now that you’ve been laid, I bet your confidence will shoot through the roof. And if any girl gets even a tiny glimpse of who you truly are – that amazing, sexy, funny, interesting, kind, gentle and loving man – forget it, they’ll be pining over you and won’t give up very easily.”
“Thanks, Kat.” I reached for her and pulled her to me in a hug. “I’d love to be your boyfriend and have you as my girlfriend.” As I held her to me, I thought I heard what sounded like a giddy squeal. Then she pressed me hard into the mattress, leaning over me.
“God, you make me so hot,” she breathed. I wondered where she had gotten so worked up, all of a sudden. Probably talking about dating. Whatever it was though, seeing her like this, still naked, and appearing suddenly very horny, I liked it.
“Let’s make love again.”
I really liked her directness. I thought this time I’d try taking the lead, see if I could actually do it. I sat back up, forcing her onto her back. She yelped in surprise, followed by what sounded like a growl.
“Oh Paul, God, fuck me now, don’t even bother with the teasing.” I was just about to follow her order, but I thought I’d still try my idea of taking charge.
“No.” She looked kind of shocked for a second. “I’m gonna make love to you.”
“Ohhh, Paul…” I glanced between her legs and saw the glistening wetness awaiting me.
“You are such an amazing woman,” I breathed out, before lowering myself to her waiting mouth. Our tongues instantly met, having had some time to become familiar, earlier today. As we kissed, I reached down and pressed my fingers against her wetness, trailing a finger from bottom to top, lightly pressing her clitoris with my fingers. She moaned into my mouth. I felt her hips strain into my hand, eager to continue the pleasure I was giving her. I broke off from our kiss and trailed my way down her body, kissing here and there until I reached her breasts. I gave each breast equal time and attention, between my lips, teeth, tongue and fingers, she was panting and moaning by the time I moved on from her breasts.
“God, Paul, don’t stop,” She complained as I left her breasts.
“I won’t.” My lips glazed down her stomach, over her light pubic hair, and met her waiting wetness with my tongue. I think she expected me to tease her longer, since she jerked her hips and let out another yelp. “Hmm, you taste good.”
“Oh, yes, yes…” I was watching her again, seeing her eyes watch me. She kept her eyes open as I spread her with my fingers, inserting one finger into her, twisting and flexing and pumping it in and out of her, while my tongue licked all across her pussy. Her moaning continued. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m gonna cum, ah ah ah, oh fuck!” Her words made me attack her with an increased intensity, once again sucking her clitoris into my mouth, to swirl my tongue around it, flicking it back and forth rapidly while fingering her, a technique I learned from my roommate’s boastings.
I paused only long enough to say, “Cum for me, baby,” before I continued. She lost it at that, her hips violently jerking, her eyes closed tight and her moans turned to full screams of pleasure. I slowed my intensity, remembering another tip from trusty ol’ roommate, until it seemed like she was almost done with her orgasm, before I sucked on her again, inserting another finger into her. She wailed now, what sounded like my name. Her fingers were once again tugging at her nipples, as she rode out another orgasm. I paused to continue and do it again, but she planted her palm squarely on my forehead.
“No… more… please. Let me… rest a… moment before… we make love.” She panted between breaths. I liked the sound of that. I rose from between her legs staring down at her glorious nude body. She was stunning. And I was incredibly horny, pre-cum dripping from my penis, onto her mound. She was watching, still catching her breath. “That’s hot… It’s like you’re… priming me.” Then she rolled over and stuck her ass up in the air, wiggling it at me. “Paul, fuck me from behind… I want to feel you take me.”
Wow. That was an amazing position… I stared at her ass, the sight of her anus puckered between her ass cheeks, the slit below it shining in the light – all of it was such a captivating sight.
“Paul, fuck me, please!” She looked back over her shoulder. “Yoo-hoo… I think it’ll feel pretty good, probably more enjoyable than just looking.”
Shaking myself from that spell, I moved forward, lining up my cock with her waiting pussy. I pressed slowly into her, moaning at the contact of her slippery walls on my sensitive penis. Pulling back out partially, I marveled at the sight. It looked like her ass was eating my cock, and it turned me on pretty immensely. I pushed back into her and she grunted in pleasure.
“Harder, fuck me harder.” I complied, pulling out and ramming back into her harder. The feeling was so intense and amazing, different from the past two times we’d made love. There was a different pressure on my dick. She must have found the sensations enjoyable too, as she was moaning, chanting and panting all at once. “Oh, oh, Paul, Paul, yes, harder.” Her words repeated with each pump into her. Gradually she got louder, everything becoming an incoherent moan. I felt myself getting closer.
“Kat, uh, I’m gonnn cum,” I told her. She moaned louder than before, almost a whine.
“Yes… Paul, cum with me… cum with me… Oh, oh oh oh!” I felt it, her orgasm, spasms around my cock as I moved in and out of her. My own breathing hitched, the tightness overwhelming me, groaning out my own orgasm, as I pressed as deep as I could into her. My body trembled as I felt each jet of my cum pour into her pussy. Panting, I leaned forward, hugging her shoulders. She reached a hand back to touch mine. We slowly eased apart, a gout of my cum trailing out of her pussy. “God, I can feel your cum in me now, easing out of my pussy. That’s so fucking hot, Paul.”
“You are so fucking hot.” I felt like a kid, ‘nuh-uh, you are’ type of words. I collapsed onto the bed next to her. She grabbed a towel I hadn’t seen earlier and wiped away some of the mess.
“God this has been amazing, Paul. I never knew it could feel like this.”
“Me neither.” I lay there, breathing deeply, still trying to catch my breath. If we kept this pace up… I couldn’t even think or imagine keeping this pace going. “I think I need a shower though.”
“Me too. Again. The shower’s awesome, though. Wanna take one together?”
“Yeah, sounds fun.” She giggled, and we hopped up to take a shower together. And it really was fun. We took turns washing each other, teasing and playing with each other, kissing and pressing our slippery bodies together. After we exited the shower, drying each other off, then getting dressed, I realized it was well past 8pm. My stomach was rumbling.
“Man I am hungry!” Kat’s words echoed my own thoughts.
“Leftovers?” I suggested, remembering the quiche from earlier.
“Sounds good to me.” With that, we reheated the plate and enjoyed a quiet dinner together, chatting about our pasts, our likes and interests. The more we talked together, the more I found myself really enjoying her company, really liking her. I was glad she had suggested we skip the time thing and just claim each other. I didn’t want some guy sweeping her off her feet, that’s for sure.
That evening, after dinner, we spent the whole time together. We watched a movie – the Western, which turned out to be an interesting tale of betrayal, similar in a sense to Kat’s early ancestor – then we chatted some more, and before we knew it, it was well past midnight. It had been hard to tell what time it was once our window was mostly covered by snow. We decided to head to bed and rest. There wasn’t much else to do. Well, have some more sex, but I think we were both spent completely from our wild lovemaking sessions today – yesterday, technically. I checked the cabin phone once more, just in case, but to no avail.
“Paul, you comin’?” I heard Kat call out from the bedroom.
“Yeah, just checking the phone once more.” I sighed. I really did worry how long it would take before we could get out of here. I shrugged. No sense worrying about it. Not much we could do to fix it, anyway.
As I walked into the bedroom, I saw Kat was already snuggled up in the covers, but smiled brightly when I walked in.
“Saved you a spot.” She patted the bed next to her. I had to laugh, as the bed looked like it could swallow her up whole. I doubted this was a true King sized bed… it looked larger in every direction. “C’mon, I’m cold and could use some warming up.” I didn’t know if she meant that as a sexual innuendo, or a legitimate concern. But then I saw her shiver. I shrugged out of my clothes, leaving my underwear on, but she just grinned and shook her head. So I dropped those too, and her grin was wider, as she nodded her approval.
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