Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 121
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: MF mf 1st ir

Keywords for full story:  F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc

Chapter 121
Piece and quiet

      Alonzo Porter was rounding third.  It seemed like his eyes had just
closed when Bess came upstairs and made it VERY clear what she wanted from
him, draping herself across him, nude, and feeding him a nipple.  Bess
didn't start things that aggressively very often, and Alonzo was damned if
he'd pass up such an opportunity, so he had gotten himself together quickly,
working the nipple while putting two fingers into her already swampy crotch,
and one thing had led to another...

      Now, his ass was rising and falling steadily as he drove several
inches of solid chocolate meat between the narrow thighs Bess had draped
over his shoulder.  Bess was punctuating each thrust with a moaned "Oh,
Baby...  Oh, Baby...  Oh, Baby", throwing her head back and forth as the
coral tip of her clit peeked out of the brown folds of its hood to slide
along his shaft.  He figured that her second cum was seconds away, and with
a little luck, he'd get her to three before either his back gave out or his
balls cut loose.  Alonzo thanked God he'd married the sexiest woman in the
world - he'd have probably killed himself by now if he'd ended up with one
of those sexless crones that seemed to be in such large supply according to
his male friends and co-workers.  It was damned seldom that Bess refused to'
ride the pony' - and always for a good reason!  And on a night like this,
when SHE started it...  Alonzo grinned from ear to ear.  Still, it might be
fun to tease her a bit...  "So, Baby," he puffed, "did Tenisha an' her lil'
friends do somethin' to (puff) set you off?"

      "Mmmmmmm hmmmmm!" Bess gasped, "When 'Nisha let out with that groan...
Ohhhh, there!"

      Alonzo staggered for a beat, then resumed under the urgent tugs of his
wife's hands. "What groan?"

      "You know the one!" Bess gasped, "The one I make when you start
chewing a nip!"

      "What?!" Alonzo was aghast, then relaxed.  Obviously, nothing had
happened - Bess was here, under him!  "Well, didn't hurt her to have her
nips chewed, I guess.  Since they didn't stay long..."

      Bess' eyes laughed, but her voice said "What?  Isn't over
yet...They're still here!"

      "What!?"  Alonzo was beside himself!  "I gotta..."

      Bess sank claws in both of Alonzo's arms!  "You gotta finish what
you're doing!  This is 'Nisha's night!"

      "But what if...?" Alonzo started, still unconvinced.

      "That's what the Pill is for!" Bess blared, "Quit worrying about HER
and worry about ME!  Those kids made me hotter than a firecracker!"

      "That damned Adams boy is down there!" Alonzo bellowed, but he resumed
his efforts at her well.

      "...And that little white girl he was with had him wrapped around her
little finger!" Bess returned.  "Best you worry about that big buck 'Nisha
was with!  He's cute!"

      "So, you chasin' your daughter's men?" Alonzo chided, an eyebrow
raised.

      "I'm gonna go get him, if you don't stop goofing off in the saddle!"
Bess gasped.

      Alonzo shrugged, and returned his attention fully to stroking his
wife's familiar channel.  After a few seconds, he huffed, "She IS on the
Pill, right?"

      "Yes, Baby," Bess averred, somewhat irritated, "Think I'd send her out
into the world with MY needs and no protection?  Now shut up and FUCK!!!"


      Downstairs, Nate and Nora were draped over the loveseat, Nora nude and
Nate not wearing much more.  They were kissing and moaning noisily, Nora
atop Nate unabashedly toying with his cock while he kneaded the moons of her
ass with both hands, occasionally sliding a finger up and down the crack
past the tight bud of her anus to the dripping slit below.  Draper and
Tenisha were trying to work through the distraction, but the pair was just
quiet enough not to spike TOO much over the music - but plenty loud enough
there in the room to be an incitement to riot!

      Draper had a hand in Tenisha's panties and was wishing he hadn't
volunteered to be good - his cock was rock hard from fondling Tenisha and
listening to the ruckus on the loveseat.  Tenisha was in Heaven - Draper had
a finger inside her swampy slit and his thumb was hunting for and
periodically finding her clit.  Draper was narrowing the search by paying
attention to those times when Tenisha tried to suck his tongue totally out
of his head, and he had things down to a pretty small area.  Tenisha was all
over Draper's lap, unable to sit still under the stimulation.  She laid a
hand on the bulge in Draper's pants and nearly burned it!  Draper groaned
into her mouth, and resolution firmed; she started fighting with his zipper.

      From the loveseat came a panted, "Nate, Honey, you won't think I'm a
slut if..."

      Nate stifled a gasp.  "Huh?  No!  'Course not!"  The dance her thumb
was doing on the head of his cock was driving him CRAZY...

      Nora rose up a bit and locked eyes with Nate.  "Then I want it!  Now!
Tonight!"  The hand squeezing Nate's cock left no doubt what 'it' was...

      Draper almost shot all over the place!  Nora's salacious announcement
combined with Tenisha's warm hand wrapping itself around his finally exposed
cock missed triggering him by millimeters.  He glanced at Tenisha in shock,
then they both turned surprised countenances on the couple on the loveseat.

      But the looks on their faces couldn't hold a candle to Nate's
expression!  It strobed through shock, surprise, joy, disbelief, lust,
fear...  He turned wide eyes on Draper, "Man, you got any..."

      Draper's eyes went hooded.  "Yeh."  He turned a considering expression
on Tenisha - If he gave his rubber supply to Nate, was he gonna screw
himself up?  He glared at Nate, who looked away, guiltily. 'Stupid
muthafuckah!' didn't have to be said to be heard...

      Tenisha turned an enigmatic glance on Nora.  "I'm on the Pill..."

      Nora blushed and looked away.  "It didn't seem necessary...  We'll do
without."

      "No fuckin' way!" Draper asserted.  "That's how stupid shit happens!
Ya'll gonna fuck - fine!  Let's not fuck aroun' an' start sumpthin' lasts
forever!"

      Tenisha hopped up, shaking her head.  "I'll go see if the coast is
clear!"  Draper nodded and dug out his wallet.

      Nate was embarrassed almost beyond tolerance.  "They're inna car,
Man!" he hissed.

      Draper smiled sadly, "Might as well be 'nother planet."  He fished the
foil pack out of its compartment in his wallet, and laid it in Nate's hand.

      Nora, red as a beet, added, "I had one in my purse, too..."  She
leaned forward to kiss Nate, easing his embarrassment.

      Tenisha, on the stair, listened intently for sounds from her parent's
room - and heard them.  But there was a quality to them...  She crept
closer, discerning a pattern to the sounds and utterances.  After a moment,
the situation clarified: rhythmic creaks and the sound of her mother's "Oh,
Baby...  Oh, Baby...  Oh, Baby..." left no doubt as to their activity.
Grinning, she crept back down the stair headed back to the den. Stopping at
the linen closet in the hall on the way, she dug out an old towel, then
thought better of it when her hand closed on a quilted pad with waterproof
backing that had come home from a trip to the hospital.  Nodding to herself,
she collected it along with the towel and padded into the den.  "All clear!"
she announced in a stage whisper, eyes twinkling.  "You'll never guess what
they're doing..."  Draper looked up and grinned broadly.  Nate took a
second, distraction bringing him confusion until he shifted enough attention
from Nora's efforts to restore the full flush of his arousal to realize the
obvious, then he grinned, too, and relaxed visibly.

      Nate had wilted somewhat in embarrassment, but Nora wasn't letting go
of the opportunity.  Nate sat up on the loveseat, and was going to offer to
pass until another day, but Nora dropped to her knees in front of him,
trapping his right foot against her wet quim, and began worshiping his
somewhat lank erection, not quite giving him a blowjob, but placing damp
kisses along the shaft.  Between the feel of her damp pussy on his foot and
the attention from her hands and lips, Nate forgot all about embarrassment,
his uncut cock firming visibly.  Dropping the rubber on the seat cushion, he
reached down and began cradling her globular breasts, simultaneously
wriggling his foot against her damp nether lips, gasping, "Sheeit!  You
ain't ready or anythin' are ya?"

      Nora rubbed Nate's hot shaft against her cheek.  She was beyond hot -
the smell, the velvety texture, the taste on her lips of Nate's cock made
little things like being totally naked in someone's den with other people
watching unimportant.  The feeling had just rushed over her, unexpected, but
no less overpowering - she had to have his fiery poker, NOW!

      Tenisha took it all in:  Nate's glazed happiness, Nora, naked,
worshipping his erection, Draper, watching, eyes glazed at the imminent
sexual act before him, his cock sticking straight out from his fly.  Tenisha
felt a wash of arousal flow through her.  "Nate!" she hissed.  He glanced
up, and she tossed the pad and the towel to him, murmuring, "Try not to make
too much of a mess..."  She drifted over to Nora and whispered, "Nora?  You
sure about this?"

      "Unh huh," Nora murmured thickly.  She turned to look at Tenisha, and
her eyes cleared a bit, but she continued to rub Nate's hot shaft against
her cheek, coating it with pre-cum as she husked, "I know what this looks
like - maybe that's what it is!  Maybe I AM a slut - but I'm on fire!"  Her
eyes pled for understanding.

      Tenisha DID understand!  The room was awash with pheromones, male and
female - not one of the four of them had EVER approached the level of
excitement that they had given each other tonight!  In fact...

      Tenisha smiled gently, pushing a flyaway strand of hair out of Nora's
face.  "It's okay," she husked, smiling.  "Try not to be too loud."
Glancing up at her erstwhile date, she admonished, "Nate, you be sure an'
take her home!  None o' your shit, now!  I don't want Momma and Daddy - or
worse, Jimmy (her twelve year old brother) - to find you two in the
morning!"  She reached out and grabbed Draper's hand, causing his attention
to jerk guiltily away from a fascinated examination of the white girl's
lower back and ass.  "C'mon, Honey, let's give 'em some peace..."

      Draper lurched up.  "Where we goin'?" he asked, meekly following her
out of the den.

      Tenisha stopped, faced him, caught a breath, and faced herself.
"Upstairs.  My room."

      "An' do what?" Draper worried.

      Tenisha wrapped a warm, soft hand around Draper's hard cock and turned
toward the stair, "We'll think of something..."


      Alonzo had just poured about a quart of cum into Bess' clasping cunt
as she surged through her third orgasm of the session a few moments before.
Now the usual post-coital urge to empty his bladder arose, and he clambered
off Bess, who was the picture of relaxed satiety, and threw on a robe for
the trip down the hall to the bathroom.  As he stepped out into the hall, he
beheld his daughter on the stair, bare-breasted, her prom dress clutched in
one hand and the cock of that bruiser she'd come home with in the other!
"Ho! What the fuck is this!" he exclaimed.

      "Hi, Daddy," Tenisha had the grace to be thoroughly embarrassed, but
she stood her ground.

      Draper scrubbed his face with both hands, "Oh, fuck!"

      In the bedroom, Bess' eyes popped open.  "'Lonzo?"

      "I suppose I ain't supposed to say anything?" Alonzo roared
sarcastically.  "I just found our daughter basically naked at the head of
the stairs dragging this boy who I haven't even met toward her room by his
cock!  What've you got to say to that, Woman?"

      Draper started to turn and escape, but Tenisha was in a position to
prove the old adage.  She squeezed his cock gently, and he stopped moving.

      Bess rolled her eyes and sat up.  "She's towing him?"

      Alonzo chuckled despite himself.  "Yeah.  Where she's got him, he
ain't going anywhere.  What's your name, Boy?"  Christ, but he was a BIG
fucker!

      "Draper Travis, sir," Draper rumbled, managing somehow to meet
Alonzo's eyes.  It damn sure wasn't easy!

      Alonzo continued the third degree, "So, Daughter, what the Hell are
you planning to do up here?"

      Tenisha gathered herself.  "We're gonna make out for a while," she
replied, "Nate and Nora needed some privacy..."  An ethereal contralto
"Oooooooooooooo..." drifted up the stair at that moment.  Draper grinned in
spite of himself.  Bess, who had moved to stand just inside the bedroom
door, snickered.

      Alonzo snapped Bess a glare and returned his attention to his
daughter.  "Sure that's all?" he asked dubiously.

      Tenisha stamped her bare foot.  "Okay, fine!  We're gonna fuck, all
right?  And if I've got anything to say about it, it won't be the last time!
I plan to see a lot of Draper!  Are you satisfied?"  Her face, neck, and
upper chest darkened in a blush.

      Draper, regarding Tenisha with gentle surprise, rested a hand on her
neck, squeezing gently in an attempt to soothe her.  "Baby..."

      "Shut up, Honey - I have to win this one NOW!" Tenisha directed
tightly, "Unless you DON'T plan to be around?"

      Draper slid in tight behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist
supportively.  "You do what you gotta.  I'll be right here."  He lowered his
lips to her neck and Alonzo watched his daughter melt under the big man's
touch.  He was furious, but scared to death - the bastard appeared to be
gentle, but he was HUGE.  On the other hand he was taking liberties...

      Bess watched Alonzo's face work.  "'Lonzo!  Cut it out!  This isn't
rape!  If I have to come out there and get you, Tenisha's boyfriend is gonna
see her mother naked, and I'm gonna measure his equipment with my eyeballs!
You want either of those things to happen?"

      Alonzo grumbled, "Only thing I got on my whole body to compare with
him..."  It was true, too.  Both of them ran about eight and a half inches,
and they were about the same height - but Draper weighed an additional fifty
pounds - none of it fat!

      "If she's ready, she's ready," Bess pressed.  "Go on about your
business and leave 'em alone.  Go on, or I'm gonna step out in the hall..."

      "Christ!"  Alonzo turned for the bathroom.  As he passed the stair
head, he caught Draper's eye.  "You ain't exactly made - Aw, Hell, forget
it!  I can't fight both of 'em!"  He slammed the bathroom door.

      Bess was as good as her word.  Alonzo opened his mouth, and she
stepped out into the hall and stood there, fists on hips.  Alonzo didn't see
her, but Draper did!  He also detected the trail of white running down her
left leg from her cleft.  As for Bess, she mapped his somewhat flagging cock
as if her eyes were RADAR.  It was still well over seven inches, despite
what he'd been through in the past few moments.  Bess locked eyes with
Tenisha.  "This isn't over, but we'll all survive.  This who I think it is?"
Tenisha nodded tightly.  "Things are going well?"  BIG nod.  "Go on - get
out of my sight!"  Turning to Draper, Bess pled, "Be gentle with her, okay?"

      Draper nodded solemnly.  "Yes ma'am."  Turning to Tenisha, he tried
again:  "Baby, we don't hafta..."

      "Then maybe we won't!" Tenisha replied, "But we'll decide in MY ROOM!"

      "Draper," Bess sighed, "Do whatever the pair of you want.  I'll handle
Mister Outrage, here.  If she wants it, she can have it.  You ever...?"

      "Yeh," Draper dropped his eyes.  "Not much.  An' not a..."

      "Virgin?"  Bess smiled.  "Well it only happens once.  Try to make it
worthwhile.  What about the other couple?"  Muffled sounds of pleasure were
coming up the stairwell.

      "It's not rape, Momma," Tenisha asserted.  "Nora's driving.  They'll
leave, after - they just got nowhere to go."

      "Well, they'll have to find someplace else, next time.  I ain't
running a whorehouse!" Bess grumped.

      "No, Momma - it's their first time, too!"  Tenisha grinned.

      Bess rolled her eyes.  "Who'd have thought ANYBODY would be interested
in the Adams boy?"

      "Nate jus' needs a good woman," Draper rumbled in support of his
friend.  "I think Nora's gonna fix him right up.  Two weeks, an' he'll be an
honor student!"  He grinned.

      Bess eyed him sidelong.  That cock was growing again in Tenisha's
fist.  "Won't that put you out of a job?"

      The hand around Tenisha's waist rose to fondle her right nipple.  "Got
a new job..." Draper rumbled.

      Bess watched her daughter melt against the mountain of flesh behind
her, then gather herself and tug him toward her room.  "G'night, Momma!"

      Bess smiled fondly.  The boy was smitten, no doubt about it!  "Good
night, Child."  She strode over to the bathroom door and pounded on it.
"'Lonzo!  Open up!  I gotta pee, too!"


      Draper and Tenisha had barely left the den when Nora stuck her hand
out, murmuring thickly, "Gimme that...thing..."

      Nate, thoroughly distracted, missed it for a moment, then regarded the
packaged rubber in his hand as if it had just appeared there.  "Oh!  'Kay!"
He started tearing at the foil, then froze as Nora's warm mouth enveloped
the head of his cock. "Jeezus!" he wheezed, and began tearing frantically at
the rubber's packaging.

      Nora raised up, reluctantly removing her mouth from his still foreskin
encased glans, and took the ring of rubbery material in her hand.  His -
cock? -  tasted lovely!  She looked forward to enjoying that taste many
times, but for now she had a more urgent use for it...  She bent to the task
of rolling the constricting tube over his shaft.

      Nate flinched.  Fuckin' thing HURT!  Nora looked up.  "I'm sorry,
Honey!" she husked contritely, "I'll get the Pill, so we won't have to do
this - promise!"

      Nate slid his hand under her hair, cradling her cheek.  How had he
ever considered her homely?  Her face was a little sticky, but when you
considered why...  He pulled her in for a kiss as she continued to fight the
sheath down over his erection.  Finally, it seemed to run out - before Nate
did - and she continued to stroke him below it - it wasn't that pleasant,
rubbing the rubber...  Nate stood up, and tossed the pad Tenisha had given
him onto the couch.  Then he picked Nora up by the elbows and directed her
into a seated position on it.  She made to lie over onto her back, but he
pushed her straight back and dropped to his knees, pulling her forward on
the seat.  Nora found herself slouched back with her legs spread and her
lover between them.  Then he lowered his head...

      Nate took it all in.  Nora didn't have much pubic hair - it was there,
but sparse.  'Waste 'o time havin' it,' he thought to himself.  She had
loose nether lips, already open and wet from their foreplay.  In the dim
light, he couldn't see a clitoris, but there was a big hood there.  Nate
shrugged; he'd find it with his tongue.

      "Oooooooooooooo..."  Nate bored in, swiping upward with his tongue
from the vicinity of her opening, spreading the heavy, wrinkled lips wider
and lighting Nora off.  An unbearable wave of pleasure washed over her and
she was unable to muffle her exclamation.  Nate, realizing that he was going
to require a muffler, reached up and slid a finger into her mouth.  Nora
gave suck automatically, taking his hand in a death grip - her focus was on
the magic tongue operating between her legs!  Nate quickly zeroed in on her
clitoris; anything that well protected HAD to be sensitive!  It was - mere
moments after he focused his efforts, Nora's hips were rolling and she was
whining high in her throat as her vagina pulsed and poured liquid onto
Nate's chin.  Nate lowered his attack point, sucking in the flow, thinking,
'Sheeit, nuthin' to it!' as he went to work to manage the flow.

      As much as she enjoyed Nate's tongue, Nora had her heart set on
something else, and as soon as she stopped shuddering, she pushed his head
away and flopped over, extending herself lengthwise on the couch.  Catching
Nate's eye, she opened her arms and reiterated, "I want it - now!"

      Nate nodded, clambered up and knelt between Nora's spread legs.  She
was still soaked, so there would be no problem with the penetration... he
thought!

      Nate had always assumed that if and when he picked his first cherry,
he'd just kneel up and drive it home, punching through her cherry like a
freight train.  But Nate's sexual education consisted in large part of
viewings of a single (bad) porn flick; when the real thing arrived, he
discovered it wasn't possible - Nora was tight!  Sure, she was wet, but that
didn't ease the grip the tight ring of her entrance clasped him in.  He
pushed in an inch or so, backed out, took advantage of the lubrication
picked up to go at it again, gaining another inch or two...  The second
issue was, now that it was here, he found that he just couldn't be that
selfish.  It had happened awful damned quick, but Nora wasn't just some cunt
that he could plow and walk off and brag about.  The bitch had got under his
skin, and he found that he couldn't - didn't WANT to - treat her like a ho'
- even when she acted like one!  So when he bumped into the barrier on the
third pass, he stopped, trying to figure out what to do...

      Nora, who had tensed and closed her eyes on contact, opened them to
find Nate's full of concern and worry.  "'S gonna hurt..." he ventured,
hesitantly.

      Nora's heart swelled.  "Yes, Honey, but it needs doing!" she declared.
"Go ahead - but stop after, so I can get used to it..."  She felt her
courage leaking away...

      Nate, his face bearing an unaccustomed grimace of concern withdrew,
then snapped forward.  He'd be damned if he'd fuck it up and have to hurt
her twice!  He powered through the membrane, watching her wince, and
suddenly things got a good bit slicker.  He stopped, about two-thirds
embedded, and wiped away the tears that popped up in Nora's eyes.  "I'm
sorry, Baby..."

      Nora smiled around the tears.  "I know you are, Honey, and that makes
it all right."  She took stock of the sensations in her furrow and murmured,
"Let's do a little more..."  Nate rocked back and slid forward again,
getting very nearly full coverage, then, at Nora's tight nod did it again.
This time, his wiry pubes met her thin ones.  He held himself in place for a
moment, until Nora's eyelids drooped, and she murmured, "Okay, slow..."
Nate slowly backed out and drove forward, watching Nora's reactions like a
hawk, his concern for her comfort distracting him from sensations that would
otherwise inevitably resulted in him filling the rubber with his seed.
After a few slow strokes, Nora's nostrils dilated and she visibly relaxed.
"Okay, Hon," she gasped, "I think we've come to the fun part!"

      Little flicks of Nora's fingers on his hips encouraged Nate to set a
more aggressive pace, and in seconds, Nora's wide hips began to roll.  She
developed a high whine, punctuated with snorting gasps as she drew air
through her nose, gazing at Nate with huge eyes as her first climax as a
woman drew closer and closer.  Nate timed his strokes to the roll of her
hips, finding suddenly that it was necessary to speed up radically as Nora's
hips developed a snap that pushed him, hard.  As annoying and irritating as
the rubber was, he was grateful for the attenuation the sheath provided -
else he'd have blown his load before she got going good!  As it was, at this
speed, control was tenuous, and his time would be measured in seconds!

      But Nora beat him anyway, screaming, "Oh, Honey!  Oh, Baby!  Punch it!
Now!  Now!  Now!"  Her eyes rolled up and her breasts danced to her rapid
breathing as her hips flashed in counterpoint to rolling contractions in her
vagina, her stomach going hard in pulsing waves as she grasped Nate's big
cock!

      Nate stood no chance of coming out the far end of her climax
unscathed.  Suddenly, his cock was wrapped in a velvet vise!  The pace was
impossible to maintain against the pressure, and the rolling grip of her
sheath did what it was supposed to - milk him dry!  Nate went stiff, eyes
bulging as he attempted to cause the rubber to explode, firing powerful
shots of his spunk into the bulging reservoir.  It filled, and overflow
formed a layer about his glans, pooling halfway back along his shaft as Nora
coaxed the largest cum from him he'd ever managed.  "Oooohhh, fuck!" he
moaned, grinding himself against her mound in an unconscious attempt to
virtually climb inside!

      Still, Nora strained and strove, riding the waves of pleasure granted
by her womanhood as it welcomed her lover's velvety black shaft.  After a
bit, when her eyes began to track, Nate instinctively offered his lips in a
burning kiss, his tongue dueling with hers as his cock strove with the
passage, extending the aftermath of her climax.

      Nate rose up and offered a diffident "Sorry, Baby..."  He'd been led
to believe that it was his job to see her through multiple orgasms before
venting himself, and he was embarrassed at his performance.

      "For what?" Nora blinked, surprised.  "That was wonderful!  I want to
do it again and again!  Oh, thank you, Honey!"  She clutched the surprised
male to her, cradling his head on her pillowy breasts.  "You are so sweet!"

      Nate was nonplussed.  "Sweet" wasn't an adjective usually applied to
him!  He moved on from his surprise, savoring the visceral pleasure of lying
atop her, embedded.  Fuck, but she felt good!  He wrapped full lips around
an offered nipple, causing Nora to purr in pleasure as he gave suck.  Her
hands moved on his back in a motion that was half clutch, half caress.

      After a bit, his cock began to shrink, despite the wet heat of her
passage.  If he'd resumed stroking, he knew he would have stayed hard - but
he knew better than to try to re-use a rubber.  As it was, he rose up and
gently withdrew, opposing Nora's attempts to hold him in, and glanced down
to discover that the thing was only barely doing its job in the presence of
the quantity of sperm he had delivered into it.  "Holy fuck! I gotta get
this thing off!"

      Nora got a look at the problem, realizing that, protection or no,
trying to keep her from exposure to his sperm had been a near thing.  She
made to grab the rubber, and Nate backed away.  "Gonna make a helluva mess!"
he asserted, "Gotta find a bathroom..."

      Nora shook her head, "I'll clean it!"  She collected the towel from
where it had fallen onto the floor, and, holding it in one hand, began
stripping off the distended prophylactic with the other.  That the thing was
gooey and slippery on the outside gave them both pause until they noticed
the color of the 'lubricant' - the outside of the sheath was streaked with
blood...

      Nate grimaced as the hairs around the base of his cock got pulled with
it, but suffered her attention as she rolled the rubber off of his gooey
shaft, collecting it in the towel.  Once it was off, she gently pushed Nate
into a reclining position and began laving the excess off with her tongue,
to his great delight.  "Shit, Baby, you're fuckin' incredible!" he gasped,
running his fingers through her mouse-brown hair while he savored the feel
of her mouth on his rubber-sore cock.  "Fuckin' incredible...  Where you
been all my life?" he sighed.

      "Doesn't matter," came the smiling rejoinder, "I'm HERE, now - and I
don't plan on going anywhere!"

      "I sure hope the fuck not!" Nate swore, feelingly.