STORY: MAY I HAVE YOUR HAND

GretaJo has beautiful hands. Soft, with shapely fingers, and fastidiously maintained nails. On the index finger of her right hand she wears a plain silver band, and on the pinkie, her grandmother's old ruby ring. She keeps the fingers of her left hand bare, although on special occasions, she adorns the wrist with a silver bracelet.

Her hands are much smaller than mine. When we walk together, my hand will completely engulf hers. I love the way her hand feels in mine: so warm, so feminine. Holding hands is a game for us, our fingers twining and our nails playfully scratching. The semi- secret caresses keep us both on a constant sexual boil.

GretaJo and I hug the same way we hold hands - because GretaJo is a small woman, my arms wrap clear around her body until she seems to disappear within me. While we embrace, I love to finger the nape of her neck or the small of her back. It rarely takes long before GretaJo's body squirms against me.

Let me tell you about a special night GretaJo and I shared just the other day. It ended with a surprise, although I suppose it was not completely unexpected. It was the day I asked GretaJo to marry me.

It started with us lying together in bed. We faced one another on top of the sheets. Her soft hand rested on my bare hip. It is nice when she puts her hands on me, especially when I take the initiative, because I can feel her reaction in her squeezes and her grabs.

GretaJo lay still while I traced my fingertips as lightly as possible around the edges of her lips. She has ticklish spots near the corners of her mouth, and she twitched and smiled whenever I touched them just right.

I stroked her lips a little harder, and she closed her eyes and her mouth parted just the tiniest amount. Her soft breath wafted across my fingers, and her palm pressed harder against my hip.

I cradled her lovely face in both hands. GretaJo' s cheeks are sprinkled with the softest down, and I stroked across the soft hair with my thumbs. Her eyes sparkled in the dim light, and I kissed her brow. Her skin felt warm on my lips.

Her hand ran up and down my hip, sliding down towards my groin. But I gently took her wrist in my hand. "Not yet," I said. First it was her turn.

I raised her hand to my mouth and kissed her palm. She breathed deeply, and a rosy flush formed on her upper chest, circling like a necklace.

I examined her hand. The lines on her palms crossed. The primary lines: love line, life line, and head line. One of the minor lines was surely a sex line, but it was hard to pick which one. I slipped my tongue across the life line, and back across the love line. The skin of her palm was soft and silky on my tongue, and smelled faintly of strawberries.

I nibbled on her fingers, licked the little web of flesh between them. I licked her fingernails, slowly, feeling the perfectly manicured smoothness on my tongue.

I kissed her wrist and looked her in the eye. Her pupils were dark and large. Her breasts rose and fell with her deep breath. I drew her hand to my chest and pressed it against me. She curled her fingers, and her red nails scratched across my skin to my nipples. Her sharp nails teased my nipples erect.

I placed my palm over her cunt. I cupped her, pressed lightly against her, felt the heat of her all along the entire length of my hand. I worked one finger between her lips and was greeted by GretaJo's soft inner flesh.

I held my fingertips together and ran them up and down between her legs. My fingertips lined up, one after another like a row of baby ducks, and they followed each other through the furrow of her cunt. She was slippery-wet - I came away with my fingertips shining with her pussy oil.

I licked my own fingertips, one after the other, tasting her. GretaJo 's watched unblinking, and her nostrils flared.

I sent two fingers back between her legs. I delved into her inner places, and spread her lube all around inside. I surrounded her clitoris with my slicked up fingertips. One finger on either side, I caressed, up and down, up and down, up and down.

GretaJo's nipples hardened and her breathing deepened. I used my thumb to pet her clit, and she hummed and spread her legs wider.

I pushed my middle finger up into her vagina. GretaJo moaned and arched. I withdrew my finger a little, then pressed back in. I curled my finger upwards, and I found the soft pad deep inside on the front. I pressed firmly against it and wiggled my fingertip. Her hips rose clear off the bed. I massaged the spot deep inside and thumbed her clitoris and a hot flush flowed down to her shoulders and chest. Her nipples raised up like chocolate kisses.

I slipped a second finger in and pressed deeply. GretaJo moaned, and her body shuddered like an oak tree in a strong breeze. I used my other hand to touch all around her pelvic area, spreading across her tummy and hips and thighs and her hairy mound.

And then I felt it. GretaJo's tiny jerky convulsions. The light stroke of her orgasmic contractions on my fingers. And then she yelled out almost as if she were in pain. Her red flush spread all over her body.

I sucked her juices off my fingers and experienced again her lush taste. She watched me as her breathing slowly returned to normal.

We watched each other, and a lazy smile formed on her face. "You now," she said.

She gently lifted my hands in hers and guided them down towards my crotch. She manipulated my hands, urging them this way, nudging them that way, until they were pressed together like two hands in prayer, my hot cock held firmly between them.

She lowered her head and kissed the tips of my fingers. Soft, deliberate kisses, moving from one finger to the next, never skipping a one. My penis strained between my palms and tried to separate my hands like an axe splitting a round of wood. But Dawn held my wrists firm, trapping my engorged cock in its warm cocoon.

She squeezed my hands tighter together and began to lick along my fingers. Her wet tongue moved up and down between each finger, softly stroking the most sensitive spots. She pursed her lips and kissed my knuckles, and my cock surged. She licked upwards until she reached the fingertip of my longest finger, and she nipped it lightly with her pretty teeth.

She dragged her teeth lightly up my middle finger, then wrapped her soft lips around the end. She slurped my fingers, halfway between a wet kiss and a wet suck. She squeezed my hands even tighter around my prick, and she lowered her mouth down deeply onto my fingers.

She bobbed her head slowly up and down, taking my fingers deep into her mouth. She sucked hard and she lightly licked. She fellated my fingers and sent me soaring.

I finally pulled one hand away, and my iron-like cock stood stiffly against my one palm. And she continued to suck up and down my finger, her lips closing in on the purple cock head. A glistening drop of pre-cum formed at the tip of my prick. Her mouth went up and down over my fingers, stroking and sucking.

Her lips touched the head of my cock on the down stroke. I jerked involuntarily.

And she lowered her mouth over my cock and finger, and her tongue wiggled around the both of them. She sucked my finger and cock together, her warm, slick mouth bathing them both with her saliva. She gathered up my balls with her other hand and softly rolled them.

I pulled my other hand away, leaving my penis alone, and GretaJo focused her attention on the solo digit rising from my groin.

Her hand slid down my spit-slicked shaft, and she grasped me at the base. I caressed her cheeks with my fingertips as her mouth bobbed up and down. She clenched the base of my shaft and pumped in time. I began the upward climb and felt my essence converge in my penis, where it was stroked by my lover's artful hands and sucked by my lover's artful mouth.

I grimaced with pleasure, I cried out with pleasure. And, finally, I rushed, and I throbbed with beautiful, exquisite pleasure.

GretaJo altered her stroke to match the slower rhythm of my cum. She sucked me and fondled me until I was nothing but a limp shell.

We kissed and whispered softly to one another. I gathered up her left hand and cradled it. I petted her bare knuckles, and kissed the tips of her fingers. I looked into GretaJo 's eyes, and she looked at me so seriously, as if this were the most important moment of our lives.

Did she know?

I reached under the pillow and found the small box I had stashed there earlier. I gently removed the ring and held it up .GretaJo held her breath, and we watched the light glittering off the smooth gold and the shiny diamond. I turned it slowly. I gathered up her hand.

A single tear spilled out onto her pink cheek as I slipped the ring onto her finger. It slid down easily into place and I turned her palm down and looked at the ring wrapped around the base of her shapely finger. I leaned down and kissed her knuckles.

"GretaJo?" I said.

"Yes?" GretaJo said. Her voice vibrated with anticipation.

"GretaJo, may I have your hand?"

STORY: OUR WEEKEND AWAY

When you got your mail on Monday you saw that I had sent you a card. When you opened it up, you saw a note inside that intrigued you and made you wonder what I had in mind. It said...

Be ready to go at 6:00 on Friday night, because we're going somewhere special for the weekend. Don't worry about packing a bag. I'll have some surprises waiting for you. Just put on a sexy outfit to wear on Friday, and I'll see you at 6:00.

Kisses,
Me
As the week went on, your anticipation built, trying to guess what we would be doing, and where we would be going. Finally Friday afternoon arrived, and you were dressed up in an outfit that was both cute and sexy at the same time...a short, black skirt, a white sleeveless blouse that buttoned down the front, and black sandals...underneath you wore a matching set of a sheer, white lace bra and even lacier thong panties.

At 6:00, you heard your doorbell and opened your door to find me standing there with a bouquet of a dozen red roses and a smile on my face. You watched my eyes as I admired how pretty you looked, and you saw my smile get bigger, showing you how attracted I am to you. We embraced and hugged each other tight, the excitement and anticipation obvious in both of us. 

The next thing you saw was your first surprise. Instead of my car, you saw a white stretch limo with pitch-black windows parked in the street. We almost ran down to the limo and hopped in the back. After we shut the door, the limo started moving, and it was obvious that the driver already knew where to go, so it was still a mystery to you where we're going.

As you looked around the limo, you could see that we have all the privacy we needed. The back of the limo was completely cut off from the front where the driver was. The only way we could communicate with him was through a microphone that we could turn on and off as we pleased. Looking around more, you saw a few more fun things. A built-in ice chest, with several bottles of champagne on ice. A small suitcase with the lid flipped open, filled with a bunch of clothes that are obviously for you! Next to the suitcase are two boxes with ribbons tied around them...one about a foot square, and the other one about the size of a shoebox.

First, you start looking through the suitcase, lifting up each outfit one by one. There is a yellow spring dress, with thin straps and flowers printed on it. There is a black minidress, with a low cut neck in front and back. There is a white bikini, with thin straps on top, and bottoms cut to ride over your hips, and small in back...enough to cover your cute little butt, but not too much!

Next you untie the ribbon on the first box, the larger of the two. Inside you see a lot of colorful lingerie. On top, there are two matching sets of bras and thongs. The first set is emerald green and is made of very silky smooth satin...they are very delicate... the bra straps are spaghetti straps, and the thong has tiny strings running from the front to the back of the panties. Just feeling the satiny, silky material starts you thinking about how sensuous it will feel when you're wearing them. The second set is light baby blue and very sheer and lacy. They are so sheer that after one look at them, you know that when you're wearing them your nipples and pussy will faintly show through the lacy material. 

Underneath the sets of bras and panties, more lingerie is waiting for you. You reach in and lift out a black, one-piece bodysuit, only it's not like an ordinary bodysuit. It is made almost like a corset on top, with shoulder straps and lacy edges everywhere...and, like a corset, it stops just below your bellybutton. The bottom of the one-piece consists of two sheer, black thigh-high hose, with lacy tops. The corset top and the hose are connected by two lacy garters that connect at the sides, over your hips, from the bottom of the corset to the top of the hose. One look and you know that your pussy and ass will be totally exposed when you're wearing it.

The last piece of lingerie in the box is a red lacy teddy with a g-string in back and tiny spaghetti straps up top...the cups are cut very low in the middle, and you know that they will be barely big enough to cover your breasts.

After letting you see all the outfits and lingerie that I brought for you for the weekend, I pour you some champagne as the limo keeps moving on. As you sip your champagne, you look out the window and see that we're on our way into the mountains, but you still don't know where we're going to end up.

We're talking and laughing and drinking more champagne, holding hands and giving each other gentle kisses. Then all of a sudden, I take your glass and put it away with mine. I turn back to you, and without saying a word, I touch your chin gently, and kiss you full on the lips. I'm not kissing you like I was a few minutes earlier. This kiss is stronger, more urgent...you can feel how intensely I want you and you kiss back harder too. Our tongue tips are moving together, as we kiss and lick faster. I trace my tongue down to your neck and shoulder, kissing you there and gently nibbling your soft skin. My hands are caressing you, one on your arm, the other resting lightly on your thigh, my fingers teasing your inner thigh. 

You move your hand between my legs and can feel how hard my cock is, pressing through my jeans. You run your fingertips up and down it, tracing its outline over my jeans, pausing at the tip to caress and squeeze it. You can feel how warm and hard it is. I move up close to your ear, and nibble on your earlobe and then whisper..."I want you to suck it for me, now, right here, in the limo". 

You grin at me sexily and move so you're kneeling on the limo carpet, and reach up and undo my belt and toss it over your shoulder onto the other limo seat. I watch you intently as you reach up again and unbutton and unzip my jeans, pulling them down until they're completely off. My boxers are still on, and you can see my cock is pressing against them, extending them. Before you touch them, you move up and help me lift off my shirt, leaving me with only my boxers on. Then you kiss your way down to them, and slide them off, so I'm sitting in front of you with my cock hard and throbbing, waiting for you. You caress my thighs with your fingernails as you move back up, until your mouth is above me, open and wet. I see you extend your tongue, and then I feel it, flicking across the tip of my cock, running all around the head. You use your tongue on me so good, running it up and down my shaft, licking me all over, getting my cock nice and wet. You move back up and slowly take just the head inside your mouth, wrapping your lips around it, letting me feel your lips and tongue teasing my cockhead. As you do this, you hold the shaft in your hand and stroke it slowly up and down as you move your head slowly from side to side, and twist your mouth around the head. Ohhh, your mouth feels so good on me!

Just when I'm feeling like I can't take it anymore, you take me out of your mouth and lick your way down my shaft to my balls, while still stroking my shaft slowly the whole time. You begin licking my balls, running your tongue all over them, making them wet and slippery. Then you begin gently sucking on them, first one then the other, taking them between your lips and moving your mouth on them slowly and gently. You are blowing my mind! I love the way you make me feel!

You hear me moaning so much, you know what I need you to do. You move back up, look me in the eye, and slowly start taking my cock into your mouth again. Only this time you don't stop at my cockhead...you keep going, taking my cock deeper, sucking on it, until it brushes the back of your throat. Still you keep going, taking all of it in, so deep that my balls are almost touching your chin. You feel so amazing, your mouth and throat are so warm and wet on me, taking me in, I can feel you sucking as you start to move up and down on it. You begin to suck it harder, moving faster on me, making my cock very slippery and wet. Your hand easily glides up and down my shaft, stroking me harder as you continue working on me with your mouth. You start to suck my cock harder now, more intensely...I can hear the wet, slurping sounds you're making as you suck on it, and I can hear you moaning along with me. I can tell that you are so turned on and you want to feel my cum shooting in your mouth so you can taste all of it. I am arching my back, fucking your mouth as you suck..."ohhhh you are driving me wild...you're going to make me cum baby"

When you hear me say that, you bring your other hand up and caress and lightly squeeze my balls while you keep sucking and stroking my throbbing hard, hot, wet cock. I am fucking your mouth so hard that the head is brushing against your throat on every thrust, I'm giving you all of it. I start moaning harder and you can feel my balls tightening up as I start to explode, shooting my cum hard into your mouth. 

You can taste it, and you start to suck me even harder and start swallowing it, still sucking me and teasing my balls, coaxing even more cum from me. A little bit of it drips down your chin, and I softly scoop it up with my finger and hold it there for you to lick up, while you softly suck on my fingertip. I am so overcome from my orgasm, I pull you up next to me and hand you back your champagne glass so we can both toast our first sexual encounter of the weekend, with big smiles on our faces!

STORY: TO BE TOGETHER

We stand in the middle of the bedroom slowly touching each other, kissing softly, he brakes away to put on some music and light the candles he has already placed around the bed.

Silently he comes up behind me and runs his hands down my back, his hand finds my zip as he slowly undoes my dress, gently removing my shoulder straps, placing a kiss on each shoulder as he does so and lets it fall to the floor, I hear him gasp and know my body still has his approval. He slowly turns me around and kisses my mouth, lightly stroking my hair; he kisses my neck down to my shoulder, then in-between my breasts down to my stomach.

The feel of his mouth on my body is electrifying as he makes his way back up to my mouth, a little harder this time and our tongues entwine and I run my hands down his chest to the bottom of his shirt and lift it up over his head.

He still has an incredible body firm and toned. I lightly touch his chest taking time to circle each nipple; he turns me around and presses me up against the foot of the bed, caressing my throat and pressing himself against me.

His hand slips around me and up to my breasts, teasing my nipples through the lace cups of my bra, I moan as the lace causes delicious friction against my skin. I push back into him, feeling his hard cock through his jeans; I rub myself against him and hear him moan softly as I bring his cock to life.

I reach my hand behind and cup his erection slowly gliding my hand over his crotch and tease him as he groans with pleasure. I find his button and pull it out of its holder before sliding down his zip, my hand creeps inside and I curl my fingers around his length feeling him shudder with delight.

I hear him lower his jeans and boxers to the floor and kicking them to one side. He presses himself against me again so I can feel his cock between my thighs. His hands go around to my breasts once again cupping one in each hand. He slides them round to my back and unhooks my bra letting the red lace garment drop to the floor.

He takes a breast in each hand and softy circles them, taking their weight and holding them firmly. He finds my nipples and they harden at his touch His hands are melting into me and I am powerless, I am his. He rolls my nipples in his expert fingers and my skin is on fire, I am burning with desire for him.

He releases his hold on my breasts and lightly rubs my shoulders; tenderly he works his fingers into my flesh and I can feel a stirring in my stomach, that familiar feeling of overwhelming joy trying to brake free.

He senses my approaching climax and wraps his arms around my waist, holding me lovingly through my pleasure, his hard cock still between my thighs feeling my knickers soak up my juices.

With his hands firmly on my hips he keeps me pressed against the bed, trailing kisses down my spine. He kneels down and slips his hands up and down my legs enjoying their smoothness.

His fingers move up along the inside of my thigh and brush lightly against my lace-covered pussy. He murmurs with delight as he feels how wet I am. His fingers tease and taunt me through the wet lace and I moan and tremble unsure how long my legs will hold me.

Turning me around to face him he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my thong and eases it over my hips and down my thighs, his fingers trace my skin and I moan in anticipation.

My knickers are now on the floor with everything else as he licks his way up my inner thigh, his tongue finds my clit as he licks and sucks with passion, the sensation is incredible and my knees begin to tremble. His tongue works up and down my wet lips and then slips inside.

I feel my orgasm building up as he alternates from tongue fucking me to sucking my clit. I can stand it no longer as my orgasm floods my body and I cry out, but he doesn’t stop, he keeps up his tongue gymnastics feverishly working my cunt and my body convulses in multiple orgasms, again and again I loose control of my body as he holds me up in his strong arms. Finally my body can take no more and he returns to my mouth kissing me through the last of my pleasure.

Gently he pushes me down to kneel in front of him, I know what he wants and my heart beats faster at the thought of it. I place light and teasing kisses on the tip of his cock, I run my tongue around the head and he moans cupping the back of my head to urge me closer. Slowly I suck on his balls knowing the delay is almost too much for him to take. I suck them into my mouth and run my tongue around them all the time still stroking him with my fingers.

Finally I give in and slowly take his throbbing cock into my mouth, I feel him shiver as he lets out a low moan and I suck him in deeper. He begins to loose control as I suck him into my throat, filling my mouth with his cock His hips begin to move with me, thrusting himself gently into my mouth, his breathing becomes ragged and uneven and I know he is close to cumming.

Still I slow down, taunting him, making his pleasure last. Swirling my tongue around his whole length then gently sucking at the head. Finally I give him what he craves and take him back into my mouth. Applying more pressure and keeping a strong, steady rhythm. He can take no more and I let him fill my mouth with his hot cum. I keep sucking until he has no more to give. He pulls me to my feet kissing me hard tasting himself in my mouth.

He picks me up and gently lays me on the bed; the sheets are soft and warm and welcome me into their folds. He crawls his way up my body; his fingers creeping there way to my dripping pussy as he probes at my entrance, his fingers slip inside as his mouth comes down on mine, kissing me deeply and slowly, and taking his time.

His other hand pushes my legs wider apart allowing him to sink further into me. My moans are muffled by are kissing and I long to feel his cock inside me.

He removes his fingers and runs his hand over my stomach and up to my check stroking my hair away from my face looking lovingly into my eyes. Kissing me hungrily he finally pushes himself inside me with a triumphant cry and I shudder as he sinks deeper and deeper inside not stopping until he is filling me completely.

Slowly he eases his way back out until only the tip is left inside then pushing himself back in. In and out in slow teasing strokes prolonging the pleasure.

His thrusts get harder as he buries himself inside me and I wrap my legs around his waist holding him tightly in place, right where I want him. Our bodies are drenched in sweat and our cries are getting louder by the second.

I elevate my legs to rest on his shoulders, and he lifts my arse of the bed and plunges himself further into me than I ever thought possible. The deeper he is the better it feels as he continues our lovemaking. My breathing is shallow and my vision is blurred as I begin to orgasm once more, screaming through those delicious sensations.

He rolls me over onto my side and lays himself behind me; once again I can feel his cock between my legs and I push myself back on to it and it easily slips inside.

With one hand on my hip he rocks be back and forth gently and rhythmically, I grip the pillow as the pleasure becomes too much, I’m moaning and crying as he tips me over the edge, our orgasms coincide and we cum together, our lovemaking reaches its end, and he holds me, he holds me tight as we recover together, and bask in the warmth and the love that we share.

STORY: CAN'T WAIT TO GET HOME

He couldn't wait to get home. He had been out of town for only a week, but it had seemed like an eternity away from her. As he climbed into the cab idling at the curb outside the airport, he thought about calling her one last time. After glancing at his watch, he decided against it and settled back for the late night ride through deserted streets.

His flight had been delayed, just one of the hundreds of things he could have done without this week, and he was getting home hours later than he had anticipated. He had left her a message at home before he left, and he began wondering if she had gotten it. She was working late, something she only did when she knew he wouldn't be there.

As the cab pulled up outside of their house, he saw that she had left a light on for him. He smiled, always amazed at how thoughtful she was. He opened the door and crept into the house, the familiarity of it relaxing him. He slipped his shoes off by the door, and decided to turn the light off and go crawl into bed with her.

As he rounded the corner to the living room, he froze when he saw her. She was lying on the couch, stretched out and fast asleep. She was wearing her favorite nightgown, the one he had given her and what she always wore on special nights. She had been waiting up for him and fallen asleep, and once again he was touched by her thoughtfulness.

He sat on the table across from the couch and gazed at her, taking in everything about her. He watched as her chest rose and fell with her steady breathing; how a lock of hair had fallen onto her cheek and fluttered slightly when she exhaled; how the light danced along the curves of her body. He reached forward and gently pushed the hair back behind her ear, wondering what he should do next. He continued watching her until he noticed the goose bumps on her bare arms and legs and knew he had to make a decision. 

He considered wrapping her in a blanket and going off to bed, but he decided against it. He had been gone too long, spent too many nights aching just to feel her breath on the back of his neck as they slept. He clicked off the lamp by her head and, as carefully as he could, lifted her into his arms. 

He carried her up the stairs slowly, holding her close while trying hard not to wake her. The whole time she never stirred, and he reached the top of the stairs and took her to their bedroom. He laid her down gently on the bed and began undressing, getting down to his t-shirt and boxers before crawling in beside her. 

He pulled the covers over her and kissed her lightly on the temple. Moonlight poured in from between the curtains, and he couldn't help staring at her. Lying beside her, watching the light play across her face, he realized just how much he had missed her, and how much he loved her.

He sighed and decided to go to sleep, knowing the sooner he did so the sooner he would wake up and be with her. He kissed her one last time, lightly pressing his lips against hers; he jumped when he felt her kissing back. He pulled away and she opened her eyes, smiling broadly and letting out a giggle. 

"How long have you been awake?" he asked, relieved that her kiss hadn't been all in his imagination.

"Since about halfway up the stairs," she replied with another grin. "You were very impressive carrying me all that way; I didn't know you had it in you."

He gave her a look that made them both laugh and they kissed again, more passionately this time, holding each other close. She ran her hands along his back, sliding them up under his shirt and raking her nails across his bare flesh. They broke their kiss for a moment while she pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. He slipped the straps of her nightgown off of her shoulders, kissing the soft skin he found underneath. She sat up a little so he could pull it off completely, leaving the two of them completely naked from the waist up.

He went to kiss her again but she stopped him by placing her fingers on his lips. She guided him onto his back and positioned herself over him, holding his shoulders down as she did. She kissed his neck, and then moved down to his shoulders and on to his chest. She used her tongue as she made her way down his body, listening to his breath quicken. She got to the top of his boxers and pulled them off, revealing his already hard cock. She removed the last of her remaining clothing as well and looked deep into his eyes.

"Welcome home, baby," she whispered before pressing her lips against his cock. She took his breath away as she started to slowly brush her lips across the length of his shaft, running her hand around the base. She rubbed her tongue against his head and took one last look into his eyes before taking him inside her mouth. He writhed beneath her as she pushed him deeper and deeper, adding even more pressure with her fingers. She began picking up speed, pulling him in and out while he moaned in pleasure.

She took one more lick up his shaft before he leaned forward and pulled her face to his, kissing her hungrily as he rolled her onto her back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and spread her legs wide before taking hold of his cock and guiding him into her wet pussy. He thrust completely into her and they both froze, neither able to move from the wave of pleasure that had just come over them both. He started moving in and out of her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He kissed and sucked her neck as he drove into her, both of them moaning with every move. He picked up speed and they fell into a steady rhythm as she lifted her hips to meet him each time. He could feel her muscles start to tighten around him, and he knew it wouldn't be long. He continued to pound into her as his hands found her breasts, pinching and teasing her nipples and causing her moans to grow even louder. 

He felt her muscles contract around him as she dug her fingers into his back. She let out little gasps as the orgasm rippled through her body, causing her to go completely rigid. The pressure on his cock combined with the expression on her face sent him over the edge, and he moaned as he came.

The two of them stayed together for what seemed like a blissful eternity as they caught their breath, whispering their love for one another in exhausted voices. He rolled over beside her and kissed her one last time before she laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes with a sigh. He wrapped his arms around her and gently stroked her hair until they fell into a deep and contented sleep, both of them glad that he was finally home.

STORY: TAKING A BATH

I've had an incredibly long day at work and when I get home all I can think of is getting into a nice hot bath and relaxing my body. I start to run the water into the large porcelain tub and pour scented bubble bath into the water. I light candles all around the bathroom and turn off the lights so I am in partial darkness. I play soft, relaxing music, most likely Sarah McLachlan and Marvin Gaye and slowly start to remove my clothing. I go back into the bedroom and remove my shoes and panty hose before unzipping my skirt and sliding it down my legs. Then I unbutton my blouse and slide that onto the floor, not bothering to pick it up. I reach around and undo the clasp of my bra and slide that down my arms and place it on the bed. I walk over to the closet and take my short silk robe from the hook on the door and wrap it around my naked body and walk into the bathroom.

I walk over to the tub and stand in front of the tub and touch my fingers to the water to make sure it's not too warm for me. I feel that it's just right so I undo my robe and let it fall to the floor. I step into the bath and sit down, letting the warm water and the bubbles encircle my body. I lay back and lean against the back wall of the tub, smelling the candles and letting the soft sounds of "Sexual Healing" put me at ease as the worries of my day melt into the water. I reach for my sponge and let the warm water soak into it and then squeeze the water out over my body. Letting the warm water caress my full breasts, running over the nipples, which are getting hard because this bath for some reason is arousing me. The water continues down my tummy and into my belly button, where it continues into the bath water. I reposition myself in the tub so that I can put my leg up on the edge of the tub and shave my leg. As I go to put the razor to my leg, I feel a hand on top of mine. I look up and see you standing in front of me; wearing your own long silk robe and giving me the look that you would like to join me.

You tell me to close my eyes as you slip your robe off and get into the tub facing me. You rest my leg on your chest and take long gentle strokes with the razor up and down my legs. I find this so erotic and you can see the pleasure in my eyes. I love the touch of your hands on my legs and you even shave above my knee so you can reach your fingers up my inner thighs, which you know drives me wild. When you finish, you pull me close to you and kiss my lips sweetly, tenderly....letting our bodies touch in the warm bath water. You put your arms around me and press my body to yours as you kiss me harder, intimately slipping your tongue into my mouth as it intertwines with mine in a passionate kiss.

You start to run your hands over my body and slowly lean me over onto my back, gently resting my neck against the edge of the tub. You let a little water out of the tub to reveal more of my body to you, which is covered in bubbles. You take your strong hands and wipe them away, caressing my neck, breasts and tummy as you do it and a slight moan escapes my lips. You put the weight of your body on me as you slide up to kiss my neck, nibbling my earlobes and then moving back to my mouth. Kissing me hungrily, passionately, devouring my lips over and over as you draw my bottom lip into your mouth and suck on it as my body arches against you. As you're kissing me, you run a hand down my body, over my breasts, my tummy and down to that secret place that your fingers find very easily. You slowly slide a finger inside me and then two, pumping them in and out of me. Harder and faster as I start to moan and tell you to please not stop. You insert three into me and keep going at a steady rhythm until you want to taste.

You tell me to get up and let you get underneath me. You lay your body down in the water and almost submerge your face in it. Then you tell me to straddle your face and slowly lower myself into the water. I am unsure about this, but strangely curious so I do as you say. As I start to come closer to your mouth, I can feel your tongue slowly starting to lick all around my pussy, sucking gently and sweetly as I start to moan, feeling my body growing weak under your touch. You take longer licks up and down the length of me, raising my hips out of the water with your mouth every time you need a breath as you continue to suck and then suddenly move your tongue inside me. I can feel you licking my inner walls and flicking your tongue against my clit. You start to suck on my clit and a slow moan and a soft "yes" come from my mouth without my control. You roll your tongue over it and around in circles, feeling my body move and squirm as you come up for another breath of air. As you raise my hips out of the water, you plunge your tongue deep inside me, tasting me from the inside. You move it in and out of me, faster and faster. You curl your tongue against my inner walls as I moan and squirm more, almost beginning to shake with pleasure. Then you slip your fingers inside me again so that your mouth is locked around my clit, sucking on it and flicking it with your tongue while you move your fingers in and out of me faster and faster. Then, while holding my hips, you move your body up from under me and kiss my lips. I can taste myself on your lips and this is such a turn on for me.

Then you hold onto me and move yourself on top of me, raising my hips to meet yours out of the water as you slowly start to enter into me. We both gasp as you push yourself entirely inside me and then you slowly lower yourself back down into the water. We begin to move together slowly in another rhythm, kissing passionately as your hands caress my frame and mine run up and down your back. Pulling you closer to me and deeper into my body as the water begins to splash out of the bathtub. You kiss my mouth, my neck, back up to my earlobes, nibbling them as you move back down to my neck. Then I kiss down your cheek and over to your earlobes, licking them and lovingly biting the lobes as I hear you softly moan. Your mouth moves down my chest and to the top of full breasts that are just visible above the water and you begin to kiss them.

Holding the left one in your hand, you take the right one in your mouth and start to suck, much like a hungry baby. Rolling your tongue over my nipple, flicking it with your tongue as you suck harder and feel my body arch against you as you continue to move in and out of me. We feel the water around us and I can feel it going inside me just a little as you thrust in and out of me, my hips lifting to meet you and hitting my g-spot every time. I begin to moan louder and let out soft screams as the passion between us continues to grow.

But then you stop and slowly pull out of me. You stand up and step out of the bath and lightly towel off your body. You then reach for my hands and help me lift myself out of the tub and you lightly and lovingly towel off my body, leaving a little water on my skin so I am glistening in the candle light. I wrap your robe around your body and then you hold out my robe for me and as you put it around me, you wrap your warm strong arms around me. You pick me up and carry me from the bathroom to the bed, where you lay me down in my bed, which you have already turned down for me. You lay down beside me and caress the soft skin of my thighs, moving your fingers up my sides slowly, feeling the curve of my hip, up over my arm and then you pull me close so that my head is on your chest and I can hear your heart pound in your chest.

As we lay together on my bed, almost in sleep, I slowly reach down and undo the tie on your robe and open it to my curious hands. I look up to see that your eyes are closed, but there is a silly grin on your face, letting me know you know what I'm going to do. I start to move myself on top of you and kiss your lips, then your neck and slowly begin to nibble your earlobes again. I move lower and kiss the skin of your chest and shoulders, tracing the outline of your body with my tongue. I actually suck a little around your nipples as my hands move over your stomach and my nails gently caress you. I move my hot mouth down over your stomach, kissing and licking....running my tongue all over the slopes and valleys of your body. I can hear you begin to moan and this excites me because we both know where I'm headed. I undo my robe and slide it off so that you can feel us skin to skin.

Just as you think I'm about to return your very gracious favor, I move off of you and walk over to my bureau to get something. You think I'm leaving, but I assure you that I'll be right back with a little surprise. I crawl back in bed with you and show you something and ask if it looks familiar. You see that I'm holding a hairbrush, and suddenly your eyes open wider than I have seen them in a long time. I run the metal bristles over your chest softly, letting every tiny nerve be stimulated by its touch. I run it down over your stomach and then around in circles around your belly button and around your nipples. You begin to understand why I just love the teasing and not only what else I do with it. I run it along the inside of your thighs as I move my mouth back up your thighs and gently run it against your hard cock.

Then I put the brush away, for now, and return to your cock with my mouth. Then I start to slowly lick, back and forth and up and down. From the tip all the way to the origin below your belly button. Running my tongue all along the underside and then all the way back up as I start to take you into my mouth. Slowly at first, just sucking on the tip and making circles around it as I nibble gently. Then taking you into my mouth as you put your hands on the back of my head to aid in the rhythm. I suck harder and harder, listening to your breath quicken and the sounds escaping your lips, which make me want to go further. I run my tongue all over your cock, along the underside and back and forth, up and down. I gently squeeze it with my teeth as I go in and out. Harder.....faster....harder still...licking, kissing, sucking...in and out....in and out. Then I start to feel you getting close and I start to go harder, faster, reaching underneath to grab your balls and play with them as I suck harder and harder. I feel you body contract and shake a little, and then you slowly release in my mouth and I suck and swallow it all. When you finish, you pull me back up onto your chest and we rest together again.

I think that we are going to snuggle into bed, so I start to pull the covers over us, but you stop me. You reach across me and take the brush in your hand, and, laying me on my back, begin to tease my body with the bristles like I did to you. You run them down my neck and then down to my breasts, where you make circles around my nipples and run the brush directly over my nipples, making them hard as yet another soft moan escapes my lips. You run it over my tummy and around my belly button as you lick where the bristles had previously been.

Then you look up in my eyes and I nod yes to what I know you are dying to do. You slowly and gently run the bristles over the outside of pussy, all the way down the length of it and slowly back up again. Then, using your fingers, you open my lips to you and then gently pressing the bristles to the inside of me. Pressing them in a circle around my clit and stimulating it as I start to scream and squirm under the touch of you and the brush. You see how wet I'm getting and you slowly insert two fingers into me and pump them slowly in and out. After a few minutes of this, you take the handle of the brush and slowly put it inside me and stimulate my clit with your fingers. You pump it in and out of me and all of a sudden you hear me making the sounds that you've only heard before on my tape, but this time it's because of what you're doing to me. You feel my body start to contract and before I can cum, you take the brush out of me and pull me on top of you.

Listening to me has made you just as hard as you were before and I straddle your waist and slide down on top of you. I gasp again as you completely enter me and I start to bounce up and down on top of you, looking into your beautiful eyes, seeing your love for me combined with pleasure. My breasts dancing in front of you, compelling you to reach up and take them in your hands and squeeze them, running your thumbs over my nipples gently, then more rough as I ride harder and harder. Every time I come down, you thrust up to hit my g-spot and make it more intense for both of us. I lean over and kiss you hungrily as I whisper into your mouth, my lips touching yours, that I love you more than anything and that I only want you and no one else. You satisfy my needs and make me feel complete like no one before.

Once again, I feel my body start to contract and shake and I tell you that I'm close. You put your hands up on my hips to guide me through the end and as we continue to move faster and faster together, I can feel us both start to climax together, in complete unison. Slowly, I feel my body start to release and yours do the same inside me. When it's finished, I climb off of you and lay back down on your chest, warm and sweating, yet filled with love and emotion. You put your arms around me and hold me close, pulling the covers over our bodies as we drift off to sleep. As I drift slowly off to dream land, I hear you faintly whisper, "I love you my love.....and I always will....." Tears fill my eyes and I kiss you tenderly and fall asleep in your arms.

STORY: THE DREAM OF ONENESS:

Silken locks fanned out around her as she lay back in the water, her pale flesh luminous beneath the haunting light cast down by the moon. He could hear her contented sigh from his hiding spot behind a tree, watching raptly as ripples caressed and licked her body. She was stunning, perfect. Every valley and curve sculpted lovingly in satin. The call of a loon sounded and she sat up, rosy buds lapped by the disturbance in the water. He could see the dark pools of her eyes, the full pink tiers of her mouth curled up in a secret smile.

Her skin prickled, cooled from the gentle breeze. Delectable nipples perking at the knowledge that he watched and from heavily veiled eyes, she could see him. The outline of his masculine form, the strength in his arms and the desire in his eyes. A smile quirked at her lips as fingers pulled at the curtain of hair, letting it fall damply to her back, wet curls kissing at the curved beauty of her backside. Without looking at him, her hands moved over her neck, the bubbles from her soap slipping down her shoulders in foamy rivers. A moan escaped her as her head leaned back, hands working over the heavy mounds of her breasts.

A hiss was bitten off as his hand went to his mouth, her seduction so innocent it was erotic. He felt himself stiffen as her hand caressed, thumbs stroking over her delicious nipples before one left to roam down her waist. She rolled her head to the side, followed by ebony hair, her gaze pinned on him. All breath left him. Her finger and thumb pulled at her nipple while the other rubbed over the silken mound of her pussy, flawless skin touched with ethereal beauty.

She closed her eyes, letting out a small moan as a finger slid over her wet lips, parted thighs exposing lush pinkened skin. The tip of her finger circling the tight nub of her clit. The knowledge of him watching made her hot, excited and bold. She went beneath the water, cleaning the lather from her body, rising to the top slowly. Beads of water fell in silvered streams down her skin, a single droplet resting in the valley of her breasts.

Graceful and light, she looked more like an angel, his heart wrenched as he saw a drop of water cling to a dusky nipple, then fell to the waters surface. Her hand lifted, then a finger, beckoning him to come to her. His eyes closed, then opened, slow steps carried him towards her, mesmerized by her. His pants became tight, restrictive around his ever growing arousal. His bare chest rose and fell in unsteady breaths.

Her fingers skimmed over his skin, delicate thumbs flicking in small whispers against his small nipples, a smile of satisfaction lit her face as he sucked in a breath. Bravely, she stood on tip toe, pressing a tender kiss to the hollow of his throat. He shuddered from the warmth of her kiss, his hands tangling in the wet strands of her hair. Velvet touched at his flesh as her tongue made hot trails down his chest, lapping across his nipples, dipping into the shell of his navel. His head went back, eyes closed, pleasure coursing through his blood. He felt his body tightened as her hands went to his waist, her mouth following in wet heat.

The beauty of her skin so close to his was tantalizing, exciting him as her fingers wove around his waist to fumble at his button, the sound of his zipper seemed to echo within his head as she pulled the garments down his legs. His thickened shaft throbbing as her mouth touched lightly at the head, elegant fingers stroking him teasingly before wrapping about him, pulling him towards her mouth. A deep moan rumbled in his throat as her lips closed about him, her hot tongue licking and circling his cock.

Her mouth worked him, teasing and taunting as she brought him near his release with her suckling before slowing down to leisurely lick at him. She shivered as her nipples brushed sensually against his thighs. Her moan vibrated around him as she took him deep in her mouth, her hands splayed at his backside, pressing him into her. The guttural sound of his moan shook through her and she moved a hand to slip between the satin folds of her pussy, slick juice glistening on her damp curls.

Large hands rested on her creamy shoulders and she felt herself being pushed backwards, downy moss pillowing her supple curves. She felt his body blanket hers in warmth, his breath hot and delicious on her throat as he bathed her in adoring kisses. Sparks danced as her breasts were nuzzled against his chest, his hands exploring the contours of her face. He felt her heat as her thighs parted, wrapping him in a cocoon of passioned need, her back arching, dark hues pleading.

Her heart hammered in her chest as his teeth nibbled and tugged at her earlobe, hands moving slowly over her breasts, pinching lightly at her nipples. Shivers ran down her back, a small whimper issued from her parted lips as her fingertips wound through his hair, pushing him towards her. He lifted his head, a grin spread over his face as he worked hot kisses down her belly, upon her belly, across her waist before his tongue found the hardened bud of her clit.

She let out a startled cry, her hips raising to meet his mouth, pushing her moist pussy against his face. Inhaling, he could smell the musky scent of her, his tongue lapping over the sweetened dew, her lips sliding over him erotically. Rocking and undulating beneath him, she let him take his fill of her. Fire raced in her body his tongue probed her, pushing deep inside of her. Her legs trembled, quivered with every breath she took, her voice a sultry purr as he licked her, a long finger. He could feel the tightening of her clit, could feel it in the way she moved, her back arching and swaying, then a shudder racked her as sweet fluid flooded from her, his mouth filled with her honeyed cum.

Gasping for breath, she pulled him up, the tip of his cock nestled within the creamy skin, her moistness heating him as he began to push inside her. His hands went to her knees, bringing them up as he watched her tight cunt spread open, swallowing the pulsing mass of his cock. She hissed, her teeth biting into her lower lip as she felt him penetrate her, her body filled with him. Rocking with him, she met his slow thrusts, the sounds of him entering her mingled with her moans and whimpers. Wet flesh slid against him as she rode him, her lush pussy sucking at him as he made love to her.

Nails dug into his backside, her lips were parted and he watched her face as she cried out, her slick body writhing beneath him in ecstasy. She was pushing him to his limits, his felt his shaft throbbing, sheathed tightly within the confines of her pussy as he drove into her, thrusting deeply. His eyes squeezed shut, her fingers pulling him deeper and deeper into her, he could feel the pulsing fire in her velvety walls, could feel the clenching of her muscles. The wondrous sounds of her hot little moans grabbed at him, his cock stiffening in response.

She arched high, her hips bucking and thrashing, thousands of explosions burned in her pussy as she felt liquid fire pumping from her, his own cry stifled as he buried his face in her neck, hot seed spilling into her, mixing with her cum. He breathed in her scent, musky and sweet, soft kisses played at her neck. A languid smile was offered to him as she turned her head, her hands cupping his cheeks. Slickened flesh entangled as he lay next to her, his arms wrapping around her protectively as he felt her drift into sleep. Locks of hair cushioned his head as he nuzzled into her, his heart swelling at the magnificence of her love.

STORY: A NIGHT AT THE MOVIES:

I have been married to Deanna for just over two years now. My name is Alex, and I’m probably the luckiest guy I know. When I met Deanna, I fell for her hard, fast, and completely. The only surprising thing was that she had almost the same experience. I’m not an ugly guy but I’ve never considered myself handsome either. Average is how I’d describe myself if pressured to make an assessment.

Deanna, on the other hand, is very pretty. That she would find me interesting and attractive was one of the most pleasant surprises of my life. We began exclusively dating almost immediately, and were married six months later. Sex between us has always been passionate and very fulfilling. Keeping it fresh and exciting has been an easy task; we both have a flair for spontaneity.

Deanna was always up for new and exciting ways to make love. Several times we had even done it in public places. This was intensely exciting and just thinking about it would often send us running for the bedroom door. One night while playing scrabble and drinking wine, we got to talking about our various adventures.

“Tell you what, if you win this game I’ll do the dishes all week”, I suggested.

“And if I lose?”

“Then you have to agree to a night out and do everything I say”

Deanna looked at me and a sly smile appeared on her pretty face. “Like what?”

“Oh no, you don’t find out until that night. That’s the fun of it,” I told her. She thought about it for a minute before declaring, “You’re on!” The game was close but I pulled it out with a late flourish and won by seven points.

“Okay, so when’s our big night out?” she asked.

“You’ll know it when it gets here” was all I’d tell her. I could tell she was intrigued and a bit excited by the possibilities and that night we had a phenomenal romp followed by another in the morning.

A few days later I began to put my plan into action. I took the afternoon off. I headed to the local multiplex movie theater and bought two tickets for one of the latest movies. I didn’t care which. I wasn’t planning to watch much of the movie anyway. Next I stopped at the florist and picked up a dozen roses and headed for home. It took a while to find in her closet, but finally I found what I was looking for. The dress was white, knee length, and was belted at the waist. The top had buttons from the waist to the demure neckline. Deanna looked so fine in this dress, but rarely wore it.

I laid out the dress on her side of the bed along with a pair of the white panties that I had bought her for her birthday several months before. They were made of a silky thin material and the sides were cut high on the hip. Next to the dress I laid the flowers. There was no note with the flowers, only a movie ticket. The next item was dinner. By the time she was due home, I had her dinner warming in the oven. I took a shower, wrote a quick note and left the apartment. The note read:

Hey babe, tonight’s the night. Your dinner is in the oven. The rest is up to you to figure out. I love you.

An hour later I was sitting in the back row of the theater, a baseball cap covering much of my face. I was the invisible man watching the people file in for the movie. I was starting to worry she might not make it when I saw Deanna walk in and look around for me. She seemed confused when she couldn’t find me. I had always loved Deanna in that dress. It contrasted with her olive skin and dark hair. I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world and immediately grew hard. She picked out a seat and put her coat over the one next to her, saving it for me. God I love this girl.

I decided to let her squirm a while and stayed put through the coming attractions and the first ten minutes of the movie before making my move. The theater was fairly crowded by now. There were people sitting several seats away from her on both sides and as I came down the aisle I kept my head down, hiding behind the bill of the cap. When I got to the seat next to Deanna I picked up her coat, handed it to her, and sat down. When she began telling me that the seat was saved for someone, I looked up and our eyes met. I raised my finger to my lips, shushing her. She smiled widely when she realized it was me and folded her coat on her lap.

Pointing to the screen, I indicated that she should watch the movie and for five minutes we sat quietly doing just that. To the people sitting around us we were just two strangers sitting in a dark theater. During a spectacular chase seen, I let my hand slowly slide across the space between our legs. As my fingers lightly brushed the outside of her thigh, Deanna looked over at me. Again I pointed at the screen and she got the message. Over the next few minutes I managed to get my hand between her coat and her thighs. Working slowly and patiently, I slid the white dress up almost to her waist. The coat covered things and the theater was fairly dark so I began to explore Deanna’s inner thighs.

As my fingers touched her panties, I knew she had worn the ones I had laid out for her. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Deanna’s face as I slid my finger up and down her slit from outside of the silky panties. Her face showed no clue of what was going on, but I could see her breathing was deeper and a little faster. The feel of her now wet pussy lips against the silkiness of the panties was incredible. Deanna shifted her weight in the seat, in the process opening her legs a little wider to give me better access. As I slid the panties to the side my fingers contacted her dripping pussy.

I slid my finger up and down her channel a few times, then withdrew my hand and pulled it back. Deanna looked over to see why I had stopped just in time to see me slip my finger into my mouth. At this she smiled and looked back at the screen. My hand was quickly back to work and soon I could tell that Deanna was very close to coming. Slowing down a little, I let her cool down before bringing her to the brink again. By now her eyes were closed tightly as she concentrated on being silent and still.

Looking past Deanna down the aisle, I noticed that the couple a few seats away were stealing glances at us and whispering. When our eyes met they both smiled knowingly. This was quite a turn-on for me. I noticed that one of her hands had disappeared under his coat. Leaning over, I whispered into Deanna’s ear that she should have a look but be nonchalant about it. The sight seemed to do something to her and I could feel her begin to climax. Her pussy spasmed against my hand and she fought hard to stay still.

A few minutes later, with several of my fingers inside her, Deanna climaxed again. I knew that she needed my cock in her for the big one. Deanna had always been multi-orgasmic, and foreplay orgasms were terrific. But they were like appetizers for her, preparations for her favorite thing, a good long, deep fuck. Leaning over again, this time I whispered instructions for round two:

Go to the car alone. Take the panties and the bra off. Unbutton the dress and get ready for me. Go now.

After sliding her dress back down, Deanna got up and left the theater. I waited several minutes before leaving. As I approached the car, I could see that she had her hands under her dress. With the parking lot virtually devoid of people, I stood next to the car and watched her touch herself. I had her roll down the window.

“Did you like the movie” I asked.

“I need you. Please fuck me.” She was out of breath and flushed.

“I don’t know if I’m hard enough yet,” I told her. Seeing no one close by, I unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock. Deanna loves to suck my cock. I leaned up against the door allowing my cock to stick into the car. She was on it immediately.

Knowing that someone could come by at any time was exhilarating and Deanna soon had me deep in her throat. She knows how much I love her deep-throating technique. But tonight was for Deanna so I gently pulled out and told her to get in the back seat. I had her get on hands and knees on the seat pointing away from me. Lifting her skirt, I had perfect access to her cute little rosebud and that beautiful pussy. I licked her into a frenzy, stopping only when I thought she would come again.

Kneeling on the seat, I brought my swollen cock-head into contact with her very wet folds. I slid it all around, paying special attention to her clitoris. She was like a mad woman now, begging me to fuck her hard. I continued to tease her, letting an inch slide in before pulling out and rubbing it against her clitoris then sliding in again. When I finally entered her with my full length I felt her pussy begin to clasp at my organ and I knew that she was orgasming. This wasn’t unusual for Deanna, and I knew that she still needed a good thorough work out. I began sliding in and out, loving the feel of her silky tunnel.

I could only hold out for about five minutes before I began to feel the beginnings of my own orgasm building. I picked up the pace and Deanna knew I was about to shoot inside her. At the first spasm of my cock, she began to cum also. We both literally shook as the sensations washed over us in wave after wave of intensity. As my now deflated cock slipped out of her pussy, the doors to the theater opened and people began to stream out. We quickly replaced our clothes and climbed into the front seat. We hurried home, both looking forward to a more leisurely bedroom encounter. On the drive home, we agreed that we needed to go to the movies more often. And we have.