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 Title: My Best Friend Katie Pt.02


Summary: Best friends take it further.


Keywords: fic,erotic,romance,couple



   'Knock it off,' the note read.  Katie slid the note over to my desk as
our physics teacher was writing something on the board.  I had been
absentmindedly playing with her hair as she sat in front of me, only
half-heartedly paying attention to class.  She turned around and smiled at
me, betraying her attempt to admonish me.  I smiled back, then made a
pointed effort to take notes.  Her shorts were very short and a good bit of
her lower back was exposed to me as I leaned forward in my chair.  Her cute
back dimples drew me in, as usual.  I had always found Katie to be a
positive distraction in class, but since we started dating two months
beforehand, it was impossible to focus.  Luckily I was good at school and
the daydreaming did not affect my grades.  Katie was wearing a tank top in
an effort to fight the oppressive heat outside.  I stared at her bare
shoulders, already aroused at the thought that, just the day before, I had
seen the rest of her naked.  It was exciting each time I saw her, clothed
or not.  Our explorations of each other, while much more covert these days,
made our already close relationship even more intimate.  I felt like I knew
every part of her, that I could make a mental map of her if I wanted to.  I
was lost in the curve of her shoulder when she suddenly turned around.

   "Class is over, Jimmy, didn't you hear the bell?"

   "Katie, there's this really cute girl who sits in front of me, and it's
all I can do to keep focused.  Maybe I should move across the room."

   "Maybe you should ask that cute girl out.  Oh, I forgot, that's not your
style.  You like to sit back and wait for girls to make the first move?"

   "Very funny, Katie.  Are you going to give me grief about that forever."

   "Probably," she said with a sigh.  She took my hand as I slung my
backpack over my shoulder.  "Now, come on, we'll be late for class."

   I spent the rest of the day distracted in class, dreaming about Katie,
until we ended up at Katie's house after school.  We were supposed to be
working on a term paper together.  I was at her computer, jotting down an
outline, while Katie casually looked out the window.

   "Are you going to help me?" I asked, trying not to sound impatient.  She
smiled, then looked back to the window.  I kept typing, watching her
furtively.  Her shorts were shorter than she used to wear before we started
dating, and her demeanor had changed as well, at least when we were alone.
She was twirling her hair absentmindedly, a sure sign something was on her
mind.  "What's up, Katie?" I asked, hitting the period at the end of the
sentence a little to hard.

   "What, oh, sorry," she said, snapping back to the present.  "I was just
thinking about helping you.  No, really, don't give me a look like that, I
was, really.  It's just that I don't think you need help with our paper.  I
think you need a little different help." With that she unzipped her shorts,
exposing her underwear underneath and grinning.  I was determined to show
her I wasn't so horny that I would drop our homework and pounce, which was
exactly what I wanted to do.

   "Not in the mood?  I don't buy it," she said.  She pulled at the collar
of her shirt playfully, walking toward me with a grin on her face.  "I bet
you are," she said in a sing-song voice.  "I saw you looking at me in
class. In fact, I bet you wouldn't mind if I just took off this shirt
altogether.  Now, are you sure I can't help you?" She tugged at her shorts
waist and underwear simultaneously, exposing just the top half inch of her
short, black pubic hair.  I had been hard all day just by sitting next to
her, and now I was so aroused my jeans were cramping my erection.

   "I mean, you look so tense, sitting there making an outline of the
historical significance of Gibraltar, you could use a break." She stood
there in her bra, tugging her jeans and underwear a little lower, showing
more.  "And my mom won't be home for at least an hour..."

   I didn't let her finish the sentence.  I stood up, sweeping her in my
arms.  She melted into me, and we were fiercely kissing each other as she
fumbled to unzip my jeans.  She did, and I wiggled out of them as she
giggled, taking her shorts off.  "Isn't this better than homework?" she
said.

   "Maybe," I said, trying to sound nonchalant, but she didn't buy it.

   "Come here," she said, stepping close to me as she peeled off her bra.
We embraced, my erection leaving a smear of pre-cum on her stomach as we
pressed together.  She hopped up onto me, so that I was supporting her
weight, and I pressed her back against the wall.  The sun was streaming in,
and if her parents came home early we would be busted.  Katie and I were
going to wait, we had said, but that didn't keep us from exploring every
other possible way to get each other off.  She slowly ground her wet vagina
against me, panting as she left a wet trail against my thigh.  I was dry
humping her as well, but she came first, crying out so loudly that I almost
panicked and dropped her.  She shuddered as she climaxed, but kept the
rhythm going, determined to reach a second orgasm quickly.  I let her
dictate the pace and movements, and soon she was coming again, panting
through a powerful orgasm.  When it finished, she clung closely to me,
apparently exhausted by the effort.  I picked her up more, placing my hands
around her firm, round ass as she wrapped her legs around me, and carried
her over to her bed.  As we moved across the room the head of my penis
nudged her labia, and even the entrance to her vaginal canal.  While the
temptation was intense, I resisted the urge to enter her; I didn't want to
do anything she wasn't ready to do.

   I set her down on the bed, but she immediately sprang up, pressing her
body against me.  She kissed me once and then slowly sank to her knees,
until she was kneeling with her face an inch away from my erection.  She
smiled, then with her eyes locked on mine took me into her mouth.  She had
done this many times before, but each time reminded me of the first time,
where she sank to her knees and swallowed my semen in a shop.  She had now
wrapped a hand around the shaft of my penis, providing added pressure and
friction as she took me into her mouth.  I suddenly felt a pressure
building inside me and started breathing harder.  She moaned, taking me
into her mouth as I came.  My knees buckled and I thought I might pass out
from ecstasy, but when I finished she stood up, smiling as she swallowed.

   "Well, now I think we can work on this paper without distraction, don't
you think, Jimmy?"

   Chapter 2

   Three days later Katie and I were at the public library, looking for
more books about our paper topic.  We always got paired together for
assignments, which has its drawbacks when it came to actually getting work
done.  While I was always up for a little public groping, Katie's sex drive
was almost unstoppable.  I wondered how much she had waited for me to come
around to realize my feelings for her, and how liberated she seemed now. 
It was for that reason that, as I sat on the floor between two huge
shelves, Katie was tugging at her sundress.

   "Come on, you know you want to see them, admit it."

   "I do, that's not the problem, Katie.  I'd like to keep us from getting
banned from the public library, that's all.  I mean, don't get me wrong,
there is no bigger fan of your breasts than me, but part of my mind is on
the librarian who keeps passing by these shelves."

   "Does the other part of your mind remember last weekend?"

   How could I forget.  It was the first time I had fucked her between her
breasts.  We we supposed to be cleaning my pool, but we ended up fooling
around, and as she lay on a pool deck chair I fucked her breasts, finally
climaxing all over her chest.  Our parents returned shortly after I
finished, and if Katie had not jumped into to pool to wash herself off we
would have been caught.

   "How about just a peek, to stimulate your interest?".  She then tugged
at the elastic fabric, revealing her bare breasts for a second before
covering them.  "Hmm?"

   I just grinned, causing her to blush.  Then, as if nothing had happened,
she continued with our previous conversation.

   "I am so excited about our trip to DC.  Mom and Dad have been talking
about it for weeks."

   "I know, I am excited we're going."

   "It's too bad that we can't share a room, like last time, although mom
said that she'd consider it."

   "Are you sure they aren't just kidding around.  Letting us share a room,
it seems...I don't know, like bad parenting on their part."

   "Oh, I think they're serious.  They trust us.  I mean, I still sleep
over all the time."

   "But not in my room.  Now we're both in sleeping bags in the living
room, same as your place."

   "But that's never stopped us, has it, Jimmy?  Now, come on, let's check
these books out and head home, I'm so wet I can hardly wait to get you
alone," she said.  With that we stood up, and, before leaving, she looked
over both shoulders.  Seeing that we were alone, she kissed me and pressed
herself against me.  Decided to surprise her, spinning her around so that
she was pressed against a bookshelf, her ass sticking out at me.  She
looked over her shoulder at me as I quickly lifted her sundress, revealing
her pink underwear.  she nodded feebly, almost in a trance, and I pushed
aside her underwear and slowly inserted two fingers into her wet vagina.

   She moaned as I penetrated her, my other hand reaching forward to rub
her clitoris rapidly.  We had to hurry, because any second and we would be
caught.  The danger seemed to send Katie over the edge, because her vagina
clamped down on my fingers and she reached an intense orgasm.  She leaned
harder onto the books, panting.

   "One more, please," she pleaded.  I obliged, quickly sending her over
the edge.  When she finished, I pulled my fingers out of her and she
straightened up to kiss me.  as she did (and luckily just after she
straightened her dress) the librarian appeared in our aisle, clicking her
tongue disapprovingly.

   "The library is for research, not for you kids to fool around.  Out,
before I call your parents or the police."

   Katie and I waited until we got into her car to start laughing.  We
drove away, trying to compose ourselves.  It was only a few blocks later
that Katie turned serious.

   "I supposed you're wondering when you'll get the chance, since I teased
you so bad at the library.  I don't want to leave you in a state like
that," Katie said.  She paused, then bit her lip, before adding, "Jimmy,
are we doing the right thing?  Isn't all of this, I don't know, this stuff,
kind of like cheating in a way?"

   "Maybe, Katie," I said.  She grinned nervously.  I could tell she was
going through one of her pangs of guilt.  Katie was an exceptionally sexual
creature, but she was also bound to her notions of virtue.  It was true
that we were stretching the definitions of virginity and sex to their
limits of legality.  "I guess in a way, we are.  But that's not to say it
isn't amazing."

   "I know, and I feel excited and terrible about it.  I've been thinking
about it, and whether or not we've been honest with ourselves.  I mean,
we're basically having sex.  Let's face it, right now, what I want to do
more than anything else is give you a blowjob to repay you for fingering me
in the library.  I mean, when you say it out loud, there's nothing virtuous
about it.  And it's on my mind because I want to do it, and because I love
you."

   "Katie, I love you, you know that.  I love you more than anything.  If
you want to stop all of this...stuff, then we'll stop.  Completely, we can
just kiss and hold hands and I'd be happy to be with you."

   "That's just it, Jimmy, I don't want to stop.  I think it's time we
looked at ourselves and were honest about what we're doing.  I think it's
time we actually do it."

   My jaw dropped.  I was prepared for her to change her mind about our
sexual activities, not take them to the final act.  She smiled nervously,
her mind only halfway on the road.  I decided a little levity might help
ease the tension in the car.

   "Well, we can't right now, we're driving."

   Katie laughed, causing the car to swerve a little.  She regained control
of the car and wiped tears out of her eyes as she laughed hard.  "I didn't
mean right now, or the next time we're alone.  I just think it's time to
either do it or stop what we've been doing.  I mean, I've been in the pill
for years, and neither of us has so much as kissed another person.  It's
safe.  We love each other.  I think it's time.  But, until then," she said
as she pulled into my driveway, "I believe my boyfriend needs a blowjob."

   Chapter 3

   The next day some of our friends joined us at my house to swim.  Harry
and Denny were there, as well as some girls Katie knew from choir.  Since
it since mixed company, my parents had to be home, but they were in the
kitchen minding their own business.  It seemed ironic that they trusted me
when Katie and I were alone, but not when we had other people around that
kept us from being a tangle of limbs.  Katie wasn't there yet, and as we
swam Harry and Denny quizzed me.  The four girls sat on the pool chairs,
sunning themselves.

   "Still no action, not even second base?" Denny asked in a hushed voice.
"Man, you must be going nuts.  I mean, she even gets to sleep over."

   "But on the couch," Harry corrected.  "Still, it must be tough.  I am
surprised you put up with it."

   "You two have no idea what you're talking about, you know that?  Katie
and I are happy together, and I don't need you two nosing into my
relationship with my girlfriend.  All you ever talked about before I
started dating her was why I wasn't dating her.  And now you still can't
stop talking about it.  Look, why don't you two nerds talk to the cute
girls Katie invited?".  Of course, neither one made a move, but my goal was
to shut them up anyway.  Whether they were going to work up the nerve or
not, Katie arrived a minute later, putting any chances they had with the
girls-albeit infinitesimal-on hold.  Katie emerged from the kitchen doors,
wearing her vintage bikini she bought when we first started dating.

   My friends stared unabashedly, and her friends looked at her in shock
and envy.  She was certainly built for the suit, and it's cut accentuated
her body like nothing else could.  She smiled at me as her friends asked
her about her swimsuit, while I overheard Denny mutter "lucky bastard" in
my direction.  I exited the pool and walked over to her.  Her friends were
admiring the suit and asking where she bought it.  I walked up and she
paused the question and answer session to kiss me deeply.  We separated and
as I walked into the house to get refreshments she saw me staring at her
back dimples and winked.

   "Hey, Jim," my dad said as I stepped inside.  "Katie looks nice today,
don't you think?"

   "She looks nice every day," I said.  My mom nodded in approval, then
helped me load a tray with sandwiches and drinks.

   "What are you guys planning for tonight?" my mom asked.  "Make sure
you're not out late, we've got a plane to catch tomorrow."

   "We won't, mom, don't worry."

   "We never worry about you and Katie, dear," my mom said.  "We are happy
you two found each other.  In fact, your dad and I have been talking, and
we wanted to tell you that we trust you and Katie will always do the right
thing.  You know, when it comes to sex..."

   She whispered the last line and blushed.  My dad grimaced.  As
uncomfortable as they were, I was more so.  I didn't want another sex talk
from my mom and dad, especially while my girlfriend and friends were out
back by the pool.  My dad seemed to anticipate this, and quickly chimed in
to break the awkward silence.

   "Don't worry, Jim, we're not going to rehash our birds and bees talk
again.  What your mom and I want you to know is that we understand you're
young and that you and Katie are in love, and we're fine with that.  Just
understand that as long as you use the proper precautions, well, I guess
we're trying to say that we are okay with that."

   I was blushing now.  "Precautions?"

   "We're not blind, Jim," my mom said kindly.  "I've seen how you two look
at each other.  Your father and I were young once, we understand.  I guess
you could say the cat is out of the bag."

   "Katie's parents realize it, too.  There are inevitable instincts that
two young people in love will have to deal with.  Now, we don't want to
keep you from Katie and your friends, but we want you to know that we know,
and we understand."

   "Okay, I am totally confused now," I said, and they laughed.

   "What your mom is trying to say is that we know things will happen,
physically, between you two, if they haven't already.  And we know that
when the time comes, you will take the appropriate precautions, like birth
control.  And keeping your mouth shut to your friends about it.  What you
think is just telling them a secret will be a school wide rumor. 
Understand?"

   "Yes," I said, wanting to be clear.  "I understand perfectly."

   "Good, because I don't want to worry about you two on our trip, should
anything happen, physically, that is.  We want you to know we trust you,
you know, do...um, to do the right thing."

   "Got it, Dad.  And thanks for the talk, really.  It was great.  Awkward,
but great.".  My parents laughed and looked at me with the same look I used
to get as a little kid when I would get straight As on my reported card for
the first few times (the novelty had long worn off).  I picked up the tray
and walked outside, my head swimming.  Katie met me at the door, a look of
concern in her face.

   "You were in there a while, she said.  "Everything okay?"

   "Yeah, but I'll have to tell you later," I said, beaming at our guests
as I served them lunch.

   Our friends left a few hours after lunch.  I was sitting in the living
room, waiting for Katie to finish her shower.  My parents were heading out
to do last minute errands before we left for DC.  As they left, my dad
looked at me appraisingly and nodded, before shutting the door behind him.
A few minutes later Katie came downstairs wearing a t-shirt and a pair of
very short light blue running shorts.  She knew I was a fan of how she
looked in them.  They were tiny on her and framed her toned ass
exquisitely. She bounded down the stairs and stopped at the bottom, looking
at me quizzically as I set down the magazine I was reading.

   "Your bathing suit was a hit, I think the guys and the girls were both
interested, although for different reasons."

   "I don't care what anyone else thinks, I wore it for you.  I like the
way you look at me."

   "Well, I like to look at you, so that works out well."

   "So what did your parents want this afternoon?  You were in there for a
while, I was wondering if maybe my bathing suit had caused a stir." Katie
walked over to me and sat on my lap, kissing me.

   "I got a sex talk."

   "Like the one you got in fifth grade.  About erections and vaginas and
babies?" she asked, grinding against me a little.

   "No, nothing like that.  It was awkward, though, probably even more so.
They suspect we're up to something." Katie stopped her subtle grinding, but
I kept talking.  "And, oddly enough, they are cool with it."

   "Jimmy, did I hear correctly that your parents think we are having sex?"

   "They either think we are, or think we're going to.  Your parents have
talked with my parents about it, too."

   "I can't believe they left us alone together, then," she said.  She was
sitting side-saddle on my lap, and had resumed her almost imperceptible
grinding against my lap.

   "That was the weird part.  They are cool with, as long as we're
careful."

   "They are cool with it?" she asked.

   "As long as we're careful," I repeated.  My hand was on her thigh,
slowly traveling closer to her running shorts.  I knew she wasn't wearing
anything underneath them, and as my hand traveled up her smooth thigh I
could feel my own arousal press against her.

   "Careful?" she whispered as my hand reached the point where her inner
thigh was covered by her shorts.  I brushed them gently aside, feeling her
damp pubic hair.

   "Birth control, I explained.  And they said we should never tell our
friends anything, otherwise rumors will start flying.".  As I said this my
hand brushed her labia, feeling how wet she was.  She spread her legs
wider, and I brushed two fingers against the entrance to her vagina,
feeling how tight and hot it was.  I pushed gently against her, entering
her half an inch.

   "It's a good thing I'm on the pill," she said as I penetrated her
further.  She sighed as I wrapped my other hand around her, feeling her
round ass and grinding against her.  Katie panted, moaning as I rubbed her
clit and fingered her.  It was exhilarating to be with her, and as I felt
her vagina contract around my fingers I was overcome by how amazing she was
on all levels.  I was overcome with emotion and forgot about grinding my
erection upward into her as she climaxed.  I kept fingering her, feeling
her body tense up a second time, then a third, until she was actually
crying, resting her body against me.

   With her fourth orgasm she stood up, letting my fingers slide out of
her. She knelt in front of me, pulling down my shorts as I lifted up
slightly to help her.  She pulled my shorts off all the way, then knelt
between my legs and started to lick the shaft of my penis, dodging the head
intentionally.

   Katie kept avoiding the head of my penis, focusing on the rest because
she wanted to prolong things.  She was, at this point, an expert in how to
make me cum, and she knew how to draw things out when she wanted to.  She
gripped the base tightly while finally taking me all the way into her
mouth. She bobbed up and down, moaning slightly as I ran my hands through
her hair.  I expected her to keep going and swallow when I reached my
orgasm, but she stood up, letting go of my red, throbbing penis.  I had no
idea what she had in mind, but a thought raced through my brain suddenly
'this could be it...

   Instead, she straddled me, still wearing her running shorts, and pressed
up against me.  The running shorts were the only thing keeping the head of
my penis out of her wet vagina.  She rubbed herself along the length of my
erection, my penis parting her labia as she did so.  I kissed her breasts
through her shirt, reveling in the feeling.  We were so close to actually
having sex, but even this variation was amazing.  I gripped her ass with
both hands and pressed her harder against me, and as I did she climaxed
again, panting and pressing her chest against me.  She kept riding me this
way, and I pushed against her one last time and erupted, flooding he narrow
space between us with semen.

   We had never reached orgasm this close to her vagina before, and even
with the shorts between us the thrill amplified my own orgasm.  Katie came
at the same time, panting and gasping as she rubbed against me, smearing
semen all over us.  We got up quickly, realizing that within seconds we
would ruin my parents' couch, and embraced, kissing each other and
laughing.

   "Well," she said, surveying the mess on her shorts and on me, "if we
hurry we'll have time for a shower before we need to leave for the movies."

   Chapter 4

   The next day we left for Washington, DC.  We were at the airport,
waiting through what felt like an hour long ride through security.  Our
parents were in line in front of us, and I brought up the rear.  Katie,
like me, had opted for jeans since the airport could be cold in some
places. She wore a tank top that showed a bit of her bra strap every so
often.  Even this slightest hint was enough to pique my interest.  I was
randomly selected to have my bags searched.  I was escorted to a waiting
area while they checked my backpack and then patted me down.  When I was
finished I met up with my family and Katie as they exited the scanners.

   "Enjoy the pat down?" Katie whispered in my ear.  "Next time I'll
volunteer to check you." She kissed me on the cheek and then added "it's a
good thing they didn't look in my bag."

   I looked at her in surprise but she just raised her eyebrows and started
to catch up with our parents.  We boarded an hour and a half later, and
quickly settled for the flight.  Katie and I had each brought a long book
to read, with the idea that we would switch when we were finished.  It was
a smaller plane, with two seats on each side of the aisle.  My parents were
in the row in front of us, and Katie's mom and dad were across the aisle
from us.  Katie, being shorter, took the window seat and quickly settled in
with her book.

   It wasn't until the flight attendant announced that the passengers could
use electronics that Katie looked up from her book and scanned her
surroundings.  She waited until her mom and dad put on their headphones
before she stood up and edged past me.  As she passed I noticed her jeans
were riding a little low on her, and that her underwear was peeking out of
her jeans.  She always opted for cute cotton ones, not to skimpy but
incredibly sexy in an innocent sort of way.  She noticed me looking and
smiled before stepping out into the aisle.  She reached up into the
overhead compartment, exposing her midriff.  I watched in earnest as she
retrieved her coat and then nudged past me to sit down.

   "I'm cold," she explained, covering herself a little with her coat. 
"Mind if I sit a little closer?".  She then lifted the armrest separating
out seats and sat so we were touching.

   "So what is so special in your backpack?" I asked in a quiet voice.  The
plane noise ensured our conversation was private at almost any volume, but
it still seemed prudent to keep our voices down.

   "I really can't say right now, but maybe if you're good you'll find out
later.  By the way, did you get a good look when I was getting my jacket? I
saw you staring."

   "I did, thank you very much.  I always like to sneak a peek at when
you've got on underneath.  Nice choice today, by the way.  I like them."

   "You do?  I always thought guys like slutty underwear like thongs and
French cut things.  I feel like I'm still in middle school with these
things on."

   "No, I like them very, very much.  In fact, you could only wear those
all day and I'd be happy.  It's hot in its own way.  Although, to be fair,
if you did wear only that all the time, I suspect you'd be out of them more
than you would be in them."

   She nestled closer to me and said "You know, Jimmy, you are a horn dog.
I am a very lucky girl."

   "You're one to talk, Katie.  I didn't think girls were supposed to have
sex on their minds as much as you have, not that I'm complaining."

   "I only have it on my mind because it's with you," Katie said, her eyes
locked in a dreamy gaze at me.  "I mean, right now it's about all I can
think about.  Maybe like we did last time, in your living room.  Pressing
against each other until we both come...by the way, we were pretty close a
few days ago, weren't we?"

   "Yeah, I didn't know where things were going.  I am glad where we ended
up, but I mean a little shifting here and there and..." I stopped just as
Katie moved even closer, leaning against me.

   "And you're fine with things as they are?" she asked.

   "Yeah, of course I am.  With you, and with everything."

   "Really?  Because I was thinking about maybe I should start wearing
makeup or doing something different with my look.  You know, something more
like the other girls do."

   "Don't, as least not for me.  I like you the way you are.  I love that
you don't wear makeup; you're so beautiful that you always look amazing.  I
love you the way you are."

   "You're too sweet, Jimmy," she said.  She leaned against me some more,
her head resting on my shoulder.  Her jacket was now laying across both of
our laps, and I felt her right arm stir as she slowly moved her hand across
my leg and rested it on my erect penis.  I was already straining against
the jeans fabric, and her hand pressed against me, making me take a sharp,
inward breath.

   "What did I find here?" she said.  "Hmm, it seems that my best friend is
excited about something, Maybe one day he'll figure out how much I like him
he'll make a move.  Or maybe I should make the first move?  Maybe if I give
him a gentle squeeze." She then began gently rubbing her hand, running
along the length of my penis and also squeezing it.  I was breathing very
deeply and slowly.  If her jacket shifted, her parents were only two feet
away from me.  She rubbed a little harder, all the while leaning against
me. I wanted to touch her back but I couldn't move without exposing what
she was up to.

   "You know, I used to get so wet when we would sit around doing homework
or hanging out.  I wanted you to touch me so badly.  I would run upstairs
when you'd leave and I'd touch myself," she said in a whisper.  I realized
that she was now also rubbing herself, her left hand tucked underneath her
jeans.  I was dangerously close to an orgasm, and with a panicked thought I
realized that I would not be able to conceal the mess in my pants if I did.
I was about to stop her when she climaxed.  Her hand stopped moving over my
hand and concentrated on herself.  She squirmed a little, then, holding her
breath for a long time, she slowly shuddered and finished.  A second later
she withdrew her left hand from her own lap and gave me one last squeeze
before taking her right hand away from me."

   "I'm sorry I can't finish for you," she said, "but the mess..."

   "I know, is's okay," I said.

   "Maybe later, if we get a chance," she said.  She then leaned against me
again, this time her hands above the jacket, her breathing slow and steady
and her hand in mine.

   It took us an hour to get from the airport to our hotel.  We were near
the Smithsonian museums, and had endured a hot and humid Metro train to get
there.  A creepy older man kept staring at Katie as we rode the train, and
after a sufficient number of dirty looks from me he turned away and ogled
someone else.  When we reached the hotel Katie and I hung back while our
parents checked in.  It was a nice hotel that had been remodeled many times
over the years, with a large number of oil pantings adorning the walls. 
Our parents were at the counter for what seemed like a long time, when
Katie leaned in close to whisper in my ear.

   "What about that creeper in the Metro, very gross."

   "I know, tell me about it," I said.  "I'm glad we live in a small city.
That way the only creepy pervert is Mr.  Walton."

   "I know, I hate biology class with him."

   We were interrupted by our parents, who had returned from the counter
with expressions of satisfaction that seemed a bit extreme for successfully
checking into a hotel, albeit a nice one like this.  We followed them down
the hallway to a bank of elevators, and it was only when we were inside and
heading to the fourth floor that we understood their cause for celebration.

   "Well, we didn't want to tell you ahead of time, but we reserved three
rooms for the week," Katie's mom said quietly.  When we both looked at her
with puzzled faces she elaborated.  "You've both been so trustworthy, and
you're both eighteen, we decided to let you two stay in the same room."

   "It's a suite, with two bedrooms," my mother added.  Our dads both
looked on but said nothing.  I was not sure if they were on board with the
idea, and I couldn't believe this was actually happening.  "We want your
word that you'll behave and stay in your own bedrooms.  If you can agree to
the terms the room is yours."

   I looked at Katie, who quickly looked over all four of our parents. 
"Deal," she said, trying not to look too excited.  We reached the elevators
and stood in the back as our parents packed in with us.  I reached behind
Katie and squeezed her hand gently.  She returned the squeeze and we
separated.  A few seconds later we were spilling out into the hallway with
luggage wheeling behind us.  Katie's dad handed us the key card and looked
at me for a second before smiling and patting me on the shoulder awkwardly.


   "You two might as well get settled, and come to our room in an hour so
we can head out to dinner.  There's a nice place a few blocks from here,"
he said, then ushered us in and shut the door behind us.

   It took about thirty seconds before Katie jumped into my arms, kissing
me as I tried not to fall over from the force of our collision.

   "What the hell just happened?" I said, catching my breath.

   "Two things, I think.  First, I think they have given up and realized
that things are 'going to happen' between us.  Second, I suspect the major
factor, is that they want their own rooms to themselves.  Remember our last
trip, they didn't seem to complain about a little privacy.  Come on, let's
look around."

   We threw our bags into our separate bedrooms.  A small living room and
sitting room separated our bedrooms.  We had a balcony that overlooked a
busy street.  Our rooms were identical, and we separated to unpack, but
within a minute or two I heard a quiet squeal and was suddenly tackled onto
my bed.  Katie was on top of me, and as I rolled over she fell next to me
in a quiet giggle.  We kissed, with our hands quickly exploring each other.

   "We can't," she whispered, "we can't do anything right now.  We've got
to meet them in forty minutes." Still, we kissed and touched, and Katie was
growing bolder, until we both sat upright, panting, our faces flush. 
Katie's jeans were partially unzipped and my erection was throbbing against
my jeans, pulsing with excitement.

   "Well, this is going to be a fun week," she said.  "Do you think they'll
check on us?"

   "I'm not sure, we'll have to be careful.  Although, come to think of it,
they did just let us stay in the same suite.  I can't predict what they'll
do."

   "This is pretty nice, isn't it," she said, reclining on the bed.  "It's
like we're on vacation together, alone.  It's like, I don't know, it's
like..."

   "I know," I said, kissing her.  "By the way, what were you going to show
me, in your suitcase."

   "Oh," she said, giggling, "I don't think I'm going to need it now.  But
let me show you." She darted out of my bedroom, returning a minute later
with a what looked like a pen.  "I brought this to keep me busy while we
were in separate rooms for a week.

   "Is that a pen?  Were you planning on writing me notes?"

   "This is no ordinary pen, Jimmy.  It's a squiggle writer.  You know,
those pens that vibrate while you write.  You got one for me for my
thirteenth birthday, remember?  It was a cool gift, and well, writing with
it was cool, but I soon discovered it had a special capability.  Pretty
soon I was using it all the time to get off."

   "You mean, like a vibrator?"

   "That's pretty much what it is.  It was pretty popular in middle school,
all the girls had one as far as I knew.  Of course, I could have gotten a
real one by now, but I like this one because you gave it to me.  I knew you
had no idea what I was doing with it, but still, it was special." She took
it and turned it on, sliding it down her unzipped jeans and over her
underwear.  She started to breathe deeper, writhing slightly on the bed.  I
moved closer and kissed her, my hand gently massaging her breast as she
masturbated with her vibrating pen.

   "The first time I used this, I was sitting at my desk at home," she said
between kisses.  "I was wearing a skirt, and absentmindedly put it down
there.  When I realized what was happening, I started to shake all over
from the intensity of it." She was panting now, and I wanted more than
anything to touch her down there myself, but instead I kept kissing and
feeling her as she used her pen.

   "I think of you, you know, when I do it," she said, panting now.  She
started to buck her hips in a familiar pattern, and started to climax.  She
kissed me, pressing her tongue into my mouth, moaning quietly as she
shuddered.  She kept wiggling the pen around until her orgasm faded, then
removed the pen and set it on the bed.

   "That," she said, "was fun.  Now you know what I do in my free time,
when you aren't around.  Now, come on, I don't think I'm going to need that
again for the week, since I've got you here.  But we're going to be late,
and I need to freshen up."

   By the time we got back from dinner, it was getting late and we had an
early day of monument sightseeing the next morning.  It was awkward, to say
the least, to say goodbye to our parents and then head into our own room.
When the door shut behind us Katie clicked the lock, making it official. 
We were on our own.  For some reason, I was nervous.  Here was my
girlfriend, my best friend for twelve years, who I had known as intimately
as anyone could know a person, and yet I was scared.

   "Nervous?" she said.  I nodded, and she laughed nervously.

   "Maybe it would be best if we actually got ready for bed, you know, keep
the normal routine.  We could even watch a movie on the couch," I said. 
She agreed, and we both went to our bedrooms to get our stuff.  It seemed
odd to change separately, since I had seen Katie naked countless times, but
it was also exciting.  I was already brushing my teeth when she came into
the bathroom with her toothbrush and toothpaste.  She was wearing flannel
pajama pants and a white tank top, her usual bedtime getup.  When we had
sleepovers at each others house, one of us would invariably sneak to visit
the other, and I'd usually finger her and she'd give me a blowjob.  It had
always worked well and seemed to be the quickest methods, in case we were
caught.

   She stepped up to the sink next to me and we brushed in silence.  When I
finished, there was a knock at the door.  I left the bathroom and opened it
to find our dads, who stepped in to say goodnight.  I noticed as they did
they also surreptitiously checked that each bedroom had a set of luggage
and that Katie and I were indeed dressed appropriately.  Satisfied with
their inspection, they bade us goodnight and left.

   "I wonder if they actually think we're going behave ourselves, or if
this is some formality, the last vestiges of parenting us?" Katie wondered
aloud as she emerged from the bathroom to find me on the couch.  On her way
to the couch she stopped by the front door and locked the extra lock. 
"Just in case, you know, the hotel is robbed or something."

   She sat down next to me and I turned on the TV.  We had set up one of
our iPhones to play through the TV, and Katie called up one of our
favorites.

   "You know, I am still completely blown away by this," she said.  "I
never would have imagined our parents would actually let us stay together
like this.  I wonder if we'll be able to spend the night in each other's
rooms when we get back."

   "I don't know, maybe this is a 'vacation only' rule," I said, as Katie
sank into the couch and cuddled up against me.  We watched the movie for a
little while, until Katie's hand slowly started moving up my leg, toward my
twitching erection.

   "Poor Jimmy.  You had to sit there on the plane while I fingered myself,
and then with the squiggle pen.  You must be so pent up."

   "No more than I was for years," I said as she gently gripped the shaft
through my pajamas.  I reached behind her as she leaned forward, cupping
her ass in my hands.

   "What do you suppose we could do?" she asked, slowly freeing my erection
from my pajamas until it stood up in salute to her.  I slipped my hand into
her pants, feeling her bare ass.  She smiled, looking up at me with her
bright eyes, and then engulfed my penis in her mouth.  She moaned quietly
as she leaned forward, bobbing up and down as she sucked me into her mouth.
I was able to slowly stroke her labia from behind, and she stuck her ass
out a little bit, giving me better access.

   Katie continued to suck my penis, her speed picking up a little.  I felt
her wet labia and finally pushed two fingers slowly inside her.  With
difficulty, I was able to slowly alternate between penetrating her and
rubbing her clit.  She moaned, sucking me harder, now wrapping a hand
around the shaft of my penis and gripping it as she took me into her mouth.
After the entire day of arousal, I was close to orgasm, and tried to
concentrate on her to prolong the pleasure.  She paused, looking at me and
sighing before I felt her vagina contract and her orgasm take over.

   "Ohhhh," she hissed, gripping my penis and sighing hard as she climaxed.
My swollen penis pressed against her cheek as she lost herself in her
orgasm, her body shuddering with pleasure.  When she finished, she pulled
my hand away and continued to suck my penis, this time increasing the
intensity and speed, until I thrust my hips upward and started to
ejaculate. After an innumerable number of blowjobs, Katie knew my movements
and could anticipate my orgasms.  She took me deep into her mouth, letting
me flood her with semen.  She waited until I was finished, then swallowed.
She sat up, grinning, and cuddled against me as we both readjusted our
pajamas.

   "My poor boyfriend, pent up all day.  I promise not to let you go so
long in the future."

   When the movie ended it was late, and Katie and I shut off the TV and
stretched groggily.  We walked together to the bedrooms, then paused.

   "Your place or mine?" she asked.  "I mean, they aren't really going to
check on us in the middle of the night, and we have to unlock the door
anyway, so..." she said, then trailed off, looking at me expectantly.  I
took her hand, and led her to what was officially my room.  I shut off the
lights, but even in the dim light of the streetlights and moon I could see
Katie was peeling off her tank top, pajama pants, and underwear.  She
slipped, completely naked, into my bed.  I followed her lead, and seconds
later found her under the sheets, both of us naked.

   "I like this," she said, nestling close to me, our bodies touching.  "I
could definitely do this forever." I didn't say anything, and she stirred a
little.  "Sorry," she added.

   "For what?" I asked.  We were holding each other close and I was too
preoccupied with the naked woman in my arms to register what she was sorry
for.

   "I didn't mean to pressure you, with the forever thing.  I wasn't trying
to imply..."

   "Katie, you don't have to apologize.  I like the idea of forever, where
you're concerned.  Really."

   "Oh, Jimmy, you are amazing.  And, I see, interested," she added, as she
felt my penis pressing against her stomach, pulsing and erect.

   "I am always interested," I said, "and I meant what I said about
forever. I love you, Katie."

   She kissed me, pressing her body against mine.  My hands wrapped around
her and held her close, finally reaching her ass and cupping it in both
hands, gently squeezing it.  We kissed and her hands found my chest, then
arms, gripping me tightly.  Katie rolled, hoisting herself onto me, so that
she was straddling me.  Our naked bodies were joined as she sat, her labia
parted over the shaft of my penis.  A slight change in angle and I would
enter her, but she stayed upright, gliding her wet labia over the shaft of
my throbbing penis."

   "Not yet, Jimmy, but I think you'll like what I have planned," she
whispered gleefully, indicating I would not be entering her tonight.  She
slid along my shaft, rubbing her wet labia all over my penis, lubricating
it.  I held her ass tightly and pressed up against her as she ground
against me, our genitals touching and smashed together.  Katie climaxed,
rubbing herself against me and panting hard.  I was close, but Katie had a
second orgasm as soon as the first ended, and as she pressed against me and
rubbed I climaxed, too, shooting semen between us.

   She continued to grind against me for a third orgasm, finally collapsing
against me, panting.  She was giggling, too, giddy with delight.  Finally,
she climbed off of me, her labia and my penis covered in sticky semen.  She
curled up next to me, spooning into me and pressing against me.  I held her
close, exhausted, until we both fell asleep.

   Chapter 5

   We woke the next day, our bodies stuck together.  It was a painful
separation, as my penis was glued to her lower back, but we separated
quickly and winced through the pain.  She sat up, her pert breasts heaving,
eyeing me as I got up.

   "We need to get ready for breakfast, it's six-thirty," she said.  "Too
bad, I'd like some more time with you."

   "Maybe we'll have time later, if you're good," I said.  She laughed and
winked.  I left the room and ruffled her bed sheets, just in case.  When I
returned, Katie was in the shower.  I stepped into the bathroom, peering
into the shower to watch her for a second.

   "Do you think you can take a shower with me and keep our hands off each
other?  I don't want to be late and blow our newfound freedom on day one."

   "Of course we can't," I said, "you shower first, that way if they stop
in I'm waiting innocently for you to finish."

   "Good idea.  It's too bad, though," she said.  "Maybe I'll need to take
a shower tonight, when I won't need to meet up with anyone on time."

   It turns out our caution was warranted.  Our moms checked in on us in
twenty minutes to find me in my room reading while Katie showered.  Twenty
minutes after that we were dressed and in the hotel lobby, setting out on
foot to find breakfast and start the day.  As usual, my dad was a fanatical
planner, and had scheduled a day of visits.  Katie and I wandered around on
our own for the most part, giving us the chance to sneak kisses here and
there, but nothing more than that.

   It wasn't until dinner that we even had time to sit next to each other,
but even then we were surrounded by parents.  Katie had chosen a knit top
and a short, ruffled skirt that accentuated her athletic legs.  As we sat
at the table, she put her hand on my knee a few times and I ran my hand up
her leg.  At one point she spread her legs a little, letting me touch her
inner thighs, but I couldn't do anything more obvious than that right in
front of my parents.

   We finished dinner exhausted, content with the day and ready to hit the
Smithsonian for the next three days.  My parents stopped in on us as we
brushed our teeth again, and as soon as they were gone Katie clicked shut
the lock and bounced into my arms.

   "My Mickey Mouse watch tells me we are way overdue to fool around.  I
mean, we barely got a chance to even kiss," she said, her tongue in my
mouth a second later.  She wrapped her legs around me and I carried her to
her room.  It seemed odd to even call it that, but we had decided to rotate
beds to given them both the look of being used.  We collapsed on the bed
together, a tangle of limbs, as I hastily took off my t-shirt.  She lay on
the bed, wiggling out of her pajamas, but then stopped suddenly, pulling
them back up.

   "What is it?" I asked.  She looked at me for a few seconds, not saying
anything.

   "Come here," she said, getting off of the bed and leading me to a chair.
"Take off your clothes and sit," she said gently.  I did as she asked, and
she smiled.  "I do love the way you look at me, Jimmy." She then twirled
slowly once, giving me a good look.  She grinned, then slowly pulled her
pajama pants down.  She kicked them off, then unceremoniously pulled off
her t-shirt.  She then turned around, sticking her ass out and swaying it a
little as she unhooked her bra.  I was so aroused I wanted to reach out and
pull her close to me, but I resisted, waiting for her.  She then took off
her bra and turned to me, straddling my lap.

   She pressed herself against me, so that only her underwear (Hello Kitty
this time) separated us, and gasped as I leaned forward and kissed her
breast, gently flicking her small nipples with my tongue.  She writhed a
little on my lap, and I reached between us and worked my fingers under her
waistband.  She was slowly grinding against me, and each time she pulled
away I worked my hand closer until I was stroking her labia.  Katie was
panting now, starting to build up to an orgasm, and as I put my free hand
on her ass and pressed her nipple between my lips, she climaxed, grinding
hard against my hand.

   "Oh, god," she said quietly, her body shaking.  Katie paused, breathing
heavily as her orgasm subsided.  She got up off of me, but motioned for me
to stay still.  She pulled her underwear down, revealing her soft, damp
pubic hair, then removed them completely.  She straddled me again, and I
expected that she would grinding against my shaft, but she lifted herself
up, reaching down and gently grabbing my penis, guiding it along her labia
downward until it stopped at the entrance of her vagina.

   "I'm ready," she panted, looking at me with a determined gaze.  We
exchanged a look, then she slowly started to sink her body weight onto me.
I had penetrated her with one or two fingers for a while, so I knew she
wasn't going to feel a great deal of pain or bleed, but still she went
slowly.  At first she was so tight from her orgasm that the head of my
penis barely entered her.  She was very wet, though, and she sighed and
sank even more, until the head was all the way in.

   "You okay, Katie?" I whispered as she stopped moving.

   "Uh huh, just being careful," she said.  "Is this okay?"

   I nodded, and she smiled, sinking a little lower.  She raised herself
up, until the head of my penis threatened to pop out of her, and then she
lowered herself again, this time letting me in further than before.  She
repeated this motion again, until she sank completely onto me.  I was
completely inside her, her warmth enveloping me.

   As Katie slid down to accept me completely inside her she climaxed
again. The tightness of her vagina gripped me so I couldn't move, and I
waited until she relaxed before I started moving my hips upward slowly. 
She responded, raising and lowering herself while grinding backward and
forward.  We moved slowly, my hand gently massaging her breast.  The only
sound was our shallow breathing, and the sound of our bodies pressing
together gently.

   Katie reached another orgasm and the tightness was too much for me.  I
thrust upward, raising her up a little, and climaxed.  She gasped as I
filled her with my semen, my whole body tensed up and my penis pulsing with
release.  I held her close to me as our mutual orgasm subsided, whereupon
we started kissing, grinding our bodies as I stayed inside her.  I felt
myself stirring inside her, growing again, lubricated by our mutual lust.
She responded, feeling me grow inside her, grinding her body against me.

   I sat up, holding her ass as we ground against each other.  I was
completely erect now, fucking her with greater intensity than before.  I
kissed her, and our tongues intertwined.  Katie pressed herself closer to
me and climaxed yet another time.  She was still incredibly tight,
especially when she reached an orgasm, but I was able to continue the
rhythm.  When she finished she stopped me and sat up, finally climbing off
of me.  A thick trail of semen spilled out of her, and she stepped over to
the bed and laid down.  I followed, and she spread her legs wide as I knelt
between them, guiding my penis back into her.  I slid into her slowly,
grinding against her with each thrust, until Katie came again and I
followed immediately, our two orgasms once again blending into one.  I was
blind with pleasure, covered in sweat and delirious.  When I finished I lay
next to her, both of us clinging to each other in the darkness until we
fell asleep.

   Chapter 6

   The alarm clock woke us up the next morning.  I stirred, watching as
Katie sat up in bed, her nude form silhouetted against the morning sun. 
She stretched, her breasts heaving with her slow breath, her firm body
casting shadows on the bed.

   "Good morning," I said groggily, patting her on her thigh, the closest
part of her to me.

   "It is," she said, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. 
"Well, what did you think?  Was it what you thought it was going to be
like?"

   "Better.  Better than anything.  I was surprised at first, but it felt
so natural, too," I said.  She leaned over and kissed me, laying down next
to me on the bed.  We had little time to get ready, and she looked at her
watch for a second before frowning.

   "What is it, Katie?"

   "One day, we aren't going to have to rush out of each others' bedrooms
in the morning.  One day we'll be able to stay like this, and see how the
morning develops."

   "I can already guess how the morning would develop," I said, sliding my
hand down her back.  She shivered, torn between what we had to do and what
we wanted to do.  She reached down and started to stroke my already stiff
penis, shuddering in delight as I reciprocated and ran my fingers up and
down her wet labia.

   "You know what I love about you?" I said, now slowly inserting two
fingers inside of her, rubbing her clit with my thumb.  "Your sense of
adventure."

   "You know what I love about you?" Katie asked, stroking me faster,
already building up to her first orgasm.  "The way you touch me,
the...ahhhhh." She trailed off, climaxing.  She stopped stroking me to
enjoy her orgasm, but when she finished she gently pulled my fingers out of
her.

   "We don't have much time," she said.  "Otherwise I'd let you keep doing
what you were doing.  Now, come on," and with that she moved closer and
took me into her mouth, sucking me and sliding her hand up and down my
shaft.  It only took a few strokes to bring me close, and I ran my hands
through her hair and she took me in as far as she could as I climaxed,
exploding in her mouth.  She caught it all, swallowing it and then sitting
up, looking refreshed.

   "Well, that should hold us over for an hour or so," she said, laughing.

   We spent the majority of the day at the Air and Space Museum.  Our
parents wanted to see the Natural History Museum, and after a few hours
with us they made plans to leave us there for a few more hours and explore
on their own.  When we were finally alone we stopped holding hands and
instead walked around with our arms around each others' waist.  It was
difficult to move this way, but more fun.  Katie was wearing another short
skirt, this time occasionally flashing me a little as she bent over the
adjust the strap on her sandals.

   "So, can you believe that all of these years our pent up attraction is
finally out in the open?  I mean, I've wanted you for years, and now that I
have you, I can't get enough of you." She kissed me on the lips, and we
started to move in close before we remembered we were in the Smithsonian,
and likely to get kicked out for too much contact.

   "I still can't believe I almost let you slip by," I said, holding her
close as we looked over some exhibits.

   "Why, were you afraid I'd go out with someone else, or did you have your
eye on some other girl?"

   "Of course I didn't Katie.  You are way smarter, and cooler than any
other girl I know.  Add to that you have a perfect body, and, well I guess
I always liked you, you know, but I was too scared to act upon it.  I mean,
what if I had asked you, like a year or two ago, on a date?"

   "You might have earned yourself a blowjob sooner, Jimmy.  I'm just
saying!  Don't give me that shocked look.  I think you like my adventurous
side."

   "I do.  You're like some kind of nerd nymphomaniac.  Truly one of a
kind."

   "Thank you," she said, grinning and blushing at the same time.  "It's
all your fault."

   "That, and the squiggle writer," I added.

   "Speaking of which," she said, rummaging through her purse.  "Guess what
I brought with me?  I'm saving it for later.  I was thinking maybe it might
come in handy.  After all, it's been hours since you last touched me down
there."

   "Well, there is a show about planetary probes in the Einstein theater in
thirty minutes.  If you can behave yourself that long, maybe we could check
it out."

   And exactly twenty-five minutes later Katie and I were walking into the
dimly lit theater along with the rest of the crowd.  She looked at me with
a devilish grin.

   "And how exactly does my boyfriend plan to touch me in this packed
theater?  I mean, you've successfully attempted it back home, but that
theater is a little bit easier to pull off."

   "Ah, you'll have to trust me, and also let me sit down first."

   "Not very chivalrous of you," she teased.  But a few seconds later we
were at our seats.  She sat down second, and jumped in her seat.  She
grinned as she realized she was sitting on my hand.  Katie readjusted her
skirt, and sat back down on my open hand, positioning herself.  It was an
awkward angle, but she writhed slowly on my hand, letting me penetrate her
a little after I shifted her underwear to the side.

   "Nice idea, I can't believe we've never tried this before," she whisper,
leaning over to kiss me once.  She moved slowly, barely rocking back and
forth, riding my fingers.  She got progressively wetter, until my fingers
were soaked.  It took her a while to climax, but when she did she sank onto
my fingers all the way, her vagina pulsing on them, as she controlled her
breathing and let her shoulders and neck relax.  When she finished, her
vagina twitched, and she started again.  She reached orgasm only a few
minutes later, again sighing slowly.  She leaned over to kiss me again,
just as the lights came on.

   Katie rose slowly, her legs a little unsteady, and tried to adjust her
underwear and skirt.  I wiped my fingers on the inside of my jacket, and
followed her out of the theater.  When we left, she pulled me close and
reached up to kiss me, her tongue flitting into my mouth.

   "I wish I could do the same for you, sweetheart, it's just that you'd
make too much of a mess.  I promise I'll make it up to you when we get back
to our room."

   "You never have to make it up to me, although I will take you up on your
offer.  I love getting you off, it's fun."

   "And you, Jimmy, are amazing."

   By the time our parents bade us goodnight that evening, I was so aroused
that my penis was swollen and was an angry red hue when I finally stripped
off my pajamas.  Katie was taking off her clothes, eyeing me with a
familiar hunger.

   "It's our last night together, at least for a while," she said.  "I
don't want to go home.  I hate being apart."

   "I know, but maybe we'll have a new window of freedom open to us.  I
mean, I can't imagine they've expected us to keep our hands off of each
other in this hotel room."

   "True, Jimmy.  And speaking of which, my poor boyfriend needs some
relief, I think.  It's too bad you make such a mess every time you come,"
she said as she crawled across the bed to where I was standing.  She
touched my penis lightly and a huge stream of pre-ejeculate leaked out. 
She took my penis in her hand and stroked it.  "Think of all of the fun we
could have at the library if you didn't."

   She then took me into her mouth, sucking me with wild abandon, her hand
running along the shaft as she took me into her mouth.  A whole day of
seeing her in that short skirt, combined with being aroused since I
fingered her in the theater, had it's effect.  She took me into her mouth
one last time and I ejaculated what seemed like an impossibly large amount
of semen in her mouth.  Most of it came out of her mouth, hanging like
thick ropes off of her chin.  When I finished she sat up, the think globs
of semen dripping off onto her breasts.

   "Well, I think I need a shower, care to join me?"

   I followed Katie as we raced to the shower.  I watched as she set the
water temperature, then stepped in.  I followed, watching as she lathered
up with soap.  The soap formed thick streams down her body.

   "I didn't think it was possible, Katie, but you're even hotter when you
shower."

   "Well, come over her and kiss me, then," she said.  I obliged, pulling
her close as the water rained down on us.  She started to grinding against
my leg.  Katie was so adept at doing this by now that she quickly brought
on her first orgasm.  She cried out softly as she ground against me, our
wet bodies sliding against each other.  I cupped her ass and held her close
as she kept grinding against me, coming two more times in rapid succession.
I finally picked her up gently, and she wrapped her legs around me.  We
rested with her back to the wall as I slowly penetrated her.  She was tight
from her recent orgasms but slowly yielded as I pushed into her gently.

   "I love you so much," she said as I began fucking her slowly.  It was
awkward to support her weight and also not fall or drop her, but soon we
established a rhythm that worked.  Our tongues were intertwined and as I
felt her vagina contract more she stopped kissing me to moan softly, coming
again.  I kept fucking her, the warmth of her body and the water making me
feel weightless.  She came again, and this time I did too, ejaculating what
little semen I had left inside her.  When we both finished, I set her down
gently, kissing her.  We finished our shower, and within minutes we were in
bed, in each others arms, asleep.

   Chapter 7

   I woke to find Katie awake and looking at me.  Her eyes were sparkling,
and her freckles seemed to glow in the sunlight.  She lay on her stomach,
her round ass sticking up a little and commanding my attention.  She was
more beautiful than any girl I had ever seen, and here she was, naked in
our bed.  I never wanted anything to change.

   "What is it?" she asked, noting the change in my expression.

   "Hmm?  Oh, just thinking.  About how perfect this is, about how perfect
you are.  I was just thinking about us.  And the future."

   "What about it?" she said, kissing me.  My penis was already stirring to
life, and she took notice, taking it in her hand while she kissed me,
pressing herself against me.  I couldn't answer her immediately, because
she was kissing me and had plastered her lips against mine.  When she broke
free she sat up, staddling me, and sinking down onto my penis with a slow,
fluid movement.

   "So," she said, as she slowly rode me, "what were you thinking about?"

   "Do you want to talk about it right now?" I said, somewhat distracted by
her riding my penis.  She stopped, sinking onto me all the way, but slowly
ground against me.

   "Well, since you seem incapable of multitasking, I'll sit here and
wait," she said, laughing quietly.  I paused, feeling her around me, before
speaking.

   "Well, I can't imagine our lives being any better than they are now.  I
love you so much.  You're my best friend, and I can't imagine life without
you."

   "Why, you're too sweet, Jimmy," she said, rising up one and sinking back
down onto me.  I paused, shuddering with pleasure.  She made her vagina
contract once, giving me a voluntary squeeze.  "But you really should say
what's on your mind, I don't know how much longer I can wait."

   "Well," I said, amused by her impatience, "I was thinking about how
we're going to be going to college together next year.  And I'd like to
share an apartment or house."

   "I thought we already agreed on that," she said, slowly starting to ride
me.

   "Katie..." I said, losing focus of what I was going to say.  She sighed,
and stopped riding.  She grinned, and I continued.  "I just want to be with
you forever."

   She looked at me, her head cocked to the right as if she was solving a
puzzle.  "What exactly do you mean?" she said quietly.

   "I mean, that I want to be with you forever, and all that it means.  I'm
not proposing or anything, I don't think that would fly with our parents.
But I will, when we're a little older.  If you can handle that, and all
that it means, then I'll be the happiest guy alive."

   "Well," she said, leaning forward to kiss me.  Her face was an inch from
mine as she broke away from my lips.  "I'm the happiest girl on the planet,
and it's because of you.  So, I think I'm going to say 'yes,' and
everything that that means."

   "Really?" I asked.

   "Really, really," she said, pressing her body close to me.  She started
to ride me again, pressing her lips against mine and grinding against me.
She came, and she panted hard and sat up, riding me hard, her breasts
bouncing.  I gripped her thighs as she came again, and this time I came
with her, climaxing inside her as she collapsed onto me.  We stayed that
way for a long time, my penis finally softening and slipping out of her.

   "It sucks that we have to go home today," she said.

   "It doesn't matter, because I have you," I said, kissing her.

   "And you always will, Jimmy.  You always will." And Katie cuddled up
against me, our bodies sticky from sweat.  "Come on, we've got a little
time.  Let's slip into the shower one last time before we go home."
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