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John P. Fault <jpfault@hotmail.com>
Copyright 2003, John P. Fault. Feel free to distribute, but please leave the entire story intact, as-is, and not to any pay sites. It's meant to be free for whomever wants to read it. This is a story containing somewhat graphic sexual activity. If you're under age, then you probably shouldn't read this. If you're a consenting adult then read away. Remember, be responsible for your actions and yourself because no one else will. I'm certainly not responsible for you, what you think, or what you do, and I wouldn't want to be even if I could. Ultimately, whatever comes around goes around, so play nice.
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Author's note: It's time, to use a poor choice of words, to whip one out. Again, the commute is a good place to think of story ideas. Now if I could only motivate to finish the two or three I've started and not finished. Ah, muse, you are a harsh mistress. Hey, now there's an idea...sorry, got distracted. :) I hope you enjoy. As always, if you have feedback, please send it. My email is up there at the top. I have a couple of older stories that you might enjoy if you like this one. They're at asstr.org -> http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/Pagefault/
Thanks - jpf 7/16/2003
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The doorbell rang and made me realize that time had gotten away from me again. I knew she was on her way, but I underestimated the time I needed to prepare. Prepare, though, is what I had been doing. The floor had an oilskin/chamois-cloth type drop over it around the sofa. The sofa itself had a thin plastic drop cloth and a similar oilskin over it all covered with a nice cotton slipcover. The coffee table was pulled to the side and the end tables moved slightly away from the couch. A tray of goodies sat under one of the tables. Some of these included chocolate sauce, a basin with a washcloth and water, baby oil, an "egg" vibrator, and a few other items. The tables were covered with butcher's paper and then covered with all sizes and shapes of candles. I had been lighting all of the candles when she rang the bell.
I quickly got the last few and the scene was set. I hoped to give her an evening she wouldn't soon forget. We lived in different cities now and though we carried on an active text based sex life, for two people with such high sex drives, the distance was a huge hurdle. I guess we were both busy enough to both keep us simmering but also keep us from really seeking out anyone else. I still think that one of these days we'll finally get it together and have a more permanent relationship. I guess only time will tell.
I opened the deadbolt and let her in to my condo. She'd been here before and knew what it normally looked like. It stunned her a bit to see all of the candles going and the odd "rug" the sofa was on. I was suddenly struck with a thought that it looked like a scene from American Psycho. Oops. I hope she hadn't seen that movie.
"Wow. You've been busy. It must've taken forever to light all those candles."
"Yeah, a bit, but I think it was worth it."
"You're planning something, aren't you ?"
"Would you expect less ?"
"I'd be disappointed if you hadn't."
Never being one who wants to disappoint, I pulled her to me, brushing that stubborn strand of hair that won't stay back out of her face and behind her ear. I looked deep into her eyes and again felt that connection that kept me boiling inside when I thought of her.
"Do you trust me?" I asked.
"Of course. Why do you ask ?"
"I want to blindfold you."
"Oh."
"Is that no ?"
"No."
"That's no meaning it's okay, right ?"
"Yes. Sorry. It caught me off guard, but it's a bit exciting to think about. You aren't going to tie me up are you ?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Well, I've thought about it..."
"It wasn't on tonight's agenda. I hadn't really ever thought about it, but we'll just have to explore that one at some other time."
Before she could respond, I leaned in and kissed her. I could feel her tongue dancing against mine. My hands lingered in the small of her back, ever so gently rubbing, pulling her tighter to me. I slid a hand down, over her ass, bringing her closer, pushing against my penis, rock hard already in anticipation.
I pulled back and unwrapped myself from her. I grabbed a long thick piece of black material from the tray under the table. I stretched it out, looking her in the eyes, giving her time to back out. She nodded slightly. I wrapped the cloth around her head, covering her eyes.
"Can you see at all ?"
"No."
"Good."
I stepped behind her and ran my hands over her hips. I kissed her neck, running my tongue down the skin to her shoulder until her shirt barred the way. She backed against me, pushing her ass back until she felt my dick. I slid my hands up, slowly caressing her breasts through her shirt. I moved back to her waist and unsnapped her pants and then unzipped them.
I untucked her shirt and let my fingers play over the skin of her flat stomach. She sucked in her breath as I lightly touched her. I backed up and reached in the back of her shirt, unfastening her bra. I stepped forward again, brushing the back of my fingernails over the gentle swell of her breasts. I began kissing her neck again as I cupped her lovely tits, letting them fill my hands. I felt her nipples against my palms, relishing the softness of her breasts and hardness of her nipples.
After a minute or so of kissing her neck and ears, I pulled back from her. I had her put her arms straight up and I eased her shirt off of her. Then I slid her bra up her arms and over her hands. Her arms will still up in the air. I had to admire her wonderful breasts. They seemed so large on her petite frame.
I pulled her arms down. Then I pulled back and took my own shirt off.
"John?"
"One second."
I stepped back to her and embraced her. I could feel the heat from her tits against my chest. We kissed hard and deep, our tongues circling each others. I broke off the kiss after a bit and started kissing my way down her body...or at least as well as one can when you're both still standing up. It was a bit awkward, but I worked my tongue around her breasts, around each nipple, before sinking to my knees in front of her. I grasped her ass in my hands as I touched my tongue around her belly button. I pulled her pants down and had her step out of them.
She was standing before me wearing only black silk panties. They looked so dark against her pale, smooth skin. I stepped back and just admired her. It never fails to amaze me that she's so thin. Her proportions are just amazing. From top to bottom, she's mesmerizing. From the way that wayward strand of hair strays into her eyes, down her lovely neck, her prominent and sexy collarbones, down to her breasts that stand so nicely against her small frame, over her flat belly, lovely hips and thighs, all of the way to her smooth legs and small feet.
I moved behind her again, kissing her neck and running my hands down her arms and over her stomach. I eased downward, trailing my tongue down the center of her back. She shuddered as I licked down the small of her back. I put my hands on her hips, hooking a finger in each side of her panties, easing them down. As I pulled them slowly down, I ran my tongue on the newly exposed skin. I eased the silk down her legs and had her step out of them.
I stood back in front of her and led her over to the sofa. I eased her down onto the center of the sofa. I peeled off my jeans and boxers and sat next to her. She put her hand on my thigh, brushing the head of my dick with her arm. We kissed for awhile, enjoying the moment.
I pushed her back against the sofa. I brushed my lips against hers once more as I knelt over her. I kissed and nipped at her neck for a bit before working lower and lower, stopping only after running my tongue along the very top of her pussy. I would have licked over her clit and between her thighs, but I just couldn't reach.
I got off the couch and grabbed the tray from beneath the table. I then moved between her thighs. I opened the chocolate syrup and dribbled some on her chest, over her nipples, and down her body. I picked up a little sauce on a finger and held it up to her mouth. She sucked my finger in greedily, swirling her tongue around it. I just groaned.
I pulled my finger back and leaned in, licking the chocolate sauce off her slowly. I enjoyed every taste, taking my time as I sucked on her nipples and over her breasts. I eased down her belly, licking more chocolate off of her lovely body, until I found myself sitting between her spread legs looking at her pussy.
I could see a bit of moisture. I couldn't help myself. I leaned forward and licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clit and back. She arched her back and moaned my tongue touched her sensitive clit and lips. She tasted so good to me, but I still dribbled a little chocolate on to her clit. Then I jumped in and gave it my all. I licked her pussy all over, pushing my tongue into her and then along the outer lips, and back to her clit. I slipped a finger into her, seeking her G-spot as I sucked and nibbled on her clit. My other hand worked its way up her body and caressed a breast, slightly rolling a nipple. Her breathing got more erratic and harder. I could feel her muscles contracting as I started pushing into her a little faster with my finger and stepped up my tongue's assault on her pussy. Her moaning got more insistent and she grabbed my head and pulled me to her, her hips bucking. I felt her clamp down around my finger and felt her get wetter inside. She let go, still running her fingers through my hair as I flicked my tongue against her.
After a couple of minutes, I pulled away and got up. I kissed her deeply, feeling her tongue probe the inside of my mouth, tasting herself. I grabbed the washbasin and cloth and went to the kitchen and filled the basin with hot water.
I returned to the living room and knelt in front of her again.
"What now ?"
"You'll see. Or, I guess, more precisely, you'll feel. You just need to be still and trust me."
"I want you to fuck me."
"In good time. I think you'll enjoy this. But you absolutely have to trust me."
"I do."
"Good. Relax."
I dipped the washcloth in the water and wrung it out. I used it to clean any residue of sticky chocolate off of her. I spent extra time running it over her mound and thighs. I rinsed the washcloth and did it again. She purred almost from the good feeling of warmth and softness against her skin.
She shaved around her pussy, usually only leaving only a little hair on her mound. I decided to take it a step further. I squirted a little shaving gel into my hand and worked it over the remaining hair. She sucked in her breath as she realized what I was up to, but she didn't say a word. She stayed very still as I used a new razor to gently scrape away the hair just at the top of her slit. I took my time, being sure not to cut her. I used the washcloth to help keep the area moist and warm and the hair soft and easier to shave.
After a few more minutes, her pussy was completely bare. I rinsed her again with hot water. Then I got a handful of baby oil and rubbed it into her smooth skin. I leaned down and blew air over her bare mound and slit. She moaned again. I kissed her clit and she jumped a bit.
"It's even more sensitive than it was before."
"Excellent ! You like ?"
"I'm curious about how it looks, but it feels good."
I grabbed the container of oil I got at a local shop and started rubbing it all over her.
"Mmm. That feels good. What is it ?"
"Just a little oil. Now shush and enjoy the sensations."
"Are you wanting to tit fuck me or something ?"
The mental image of straddling her and sliding my raging hard-on between those beautiful breasts made my dick jump. Sliding back and forth, feeling her tongue touch the head every now and then before coming all over her was a very hot idea. Alas, that wasn't what I had in mind. Smiling, I came back to reality.
"Now there's a thought...but no, I've got other ideas. Didn't I just say to shush ?"
I rubbed oil all over her body. I took my time making sure she was covered. I then got her to scoot back on the sofa and bring her feet up onto the cushions, spreading her legs wide. This put her at the perfect height for me. I eased forward. My cock was now on the perfect level to line up with her hot pussy.
I didn't just jump right in, though, as much as I wanted to. I wanted this to last. I knew I was much more likely to come than she was, so more work needed to be done. I poured more oil over her and where we were joined, rubbing it in a bit. The oil was going everywhere, but it made the contact of our skin a new and exciting sensation.
I grabbed my dick and ran it up and down her slit. I heard her exhale sharply as I pressed against her clit. I kept doing that until we both wanted more. I slipped the head into her, staying there. She tried to push forward a little more to get me farther in. I put a hand on her to indicate that she should stop. I then eased in inch by agonizingly slow inch until my pubic bone was firmly against her.
I leaned forward and kissed her deeply again. She wrapped her arms around me. We kissed for awhile, just staying like that, with me deep in her. I pulled back and out of her and started teasing her with my cock again.
I stopped entirely and started licking her clit again. In a matter of minutes, she was out of breath, but trying to say "I'm going to come. I'm going to come !" I quickly slid my cock all of the way into her and she moaned "Ohhhhhhhhhh goddddd...."
I started doing long, slow strokes almost falling out before driving all of the way in. I ran my hands up her body and caressed her face and neck as I fucked her slow and deep. She took my hands in hers and put them on her tits, using her fingers to have mine pinch her nipples lightly. She kept her hands on mine and she whimpered and then gasped.
"I'm coming....faster, faster, faster !"
I sped up my thrusting, feeling that tingle that meant I was getting close, too. She came hard, wrapping her legs around me and pulling me all of the way in. Her muscles all contracted, trying to shrink around my expanding dick. I backed out hard against her legs and pushed all of the way in a few more times before I came deep inside her, feeling ribbon after ribbon of come unravel into her.
I collapsed against her for a moment. Then I kissed her on the lips, lingering a bit and lightly touching her tongue with mine. I reached behind her head and untied the blindfold.
She looked me in the eyes and then put her hands on my face. She pulled me to her face and kissed me for a long time. I pulled back and the soft look in her eyes conveyed the depths of caring we shared.
I was still a little hard in her. Not hard enough for another go, but hard enough to not fall out. She swung a leg high and got me under it and slowly but surely onto the sofa behind her. We spooned like that, my penis still in her, for sometime. We fell asleep and eventually I deflated a bit and fell out. The candles burned themselves out. And we slept the sleep of a pair of people that were sated and happy.
Waking up with her, though, was wonderful. And in the morning, we were ready for more. There's never enough time. We did our best to enjoy it while it lasted.

-jpf 7/16/03