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 Title: Pool Story - Chapter 4


Keywords: fict,fantasy



   Chapter 4.  Working Late





   The following Wednesday night at the pool, Deb worked the closing shift.
She had been in the pool all evening, teaching several swim lessons, back
to back.  She decided to swim some laps right before closing.  All of the
lifeguards were done with their duties, so she told them they could go home
for the night, including Burt.

   Before she went to take her shower, she made sure to lock the door to
the pool so no one would walk in on her.

   She kept a complete shower kit at the pool, since she swam so often, and
she lathered her pussy and ass crack with shaving cream, and started to
shave herself.  With each stroke, she was thinking about Burt and how soon
he would have his lips down there again, kissing, licking, biting, and
sucking...  She wanted it to be smooth for him.  She wanted it to feel good
in his mouth.  She liked shaving for herself, but she liked it even better
knowing that he would be down there again soon.

   She rinsed her razor and thought about when she would see him again. 
They had both worked late tonight, but they didn't text each other to plan
anything.  She started thinking about how she probably should have texted
him or pulled him aside to talk to him.  She decided to text him after she
got out of the shower.

   She finished shaving around her asshole, the last part of her shaving
job, and she was rinsing the razor.

   She suddenly heard a voice behind her, "You need any help with that?"

   She jumped and turned around.  Burt was standing there with a huge smile
on his face, obviously very pleased that he managed to startle her.

   She said, "Holy shit!  You scared me.  I didn't even hear you walk in
here.  What are you doing here?"

   He said, "I just hadn't talked to you since...  the other night...  And
I kinda was going crazy when you were swimming earlier...  and I knew you
were in here showering.  And, well...  I kind of couldn't keep away.  I got
down the road, on my way home, and I couldn't help myself.  I had to turn
around and come see you...  here...  naked...  in the shower.  I came in
quietly...  to surprise you."

   She was just standing in the stream of water looking at him, listening
to him, and smiling at him.

   He was looking at her newly shaved pussy.  He wanted her so badly.

   He added, "And I had to see if you needed any help here in the shower."

   She was still standing in the stream of the shower, and she smiled and
said, "If you want to help, you're way over dressed."

   He kept smiling, and started to take his shirt off.  "And what will I be
helping with?"

   She held up the razor and said, "What do you know about shaving
assholes?" She laughed after she said it.

   He already had his shirt off and was working on his shoes.  "Well, I
have experience licking assholes.  So I guess I'd be pretty good at shaving
them." Then he took off his pants and underwear together.

   As he stepped into the shower, she said, "And you're pretty good at
licking them, I hear..." Then she totally changed tones and said, "Hey, did
you lock the door behind you?  The door to the pool?"

   He nodded and stepped forward and took her into his arms under the
streaming water.  She still had the razor in her hand, but she put her arms
around him and hugged him back as they kissed.  She broke the hug and
turned around to put the razor down.  He kept his arms on her, and pressed
his body against her back.  He moved the hair from one side of her neck and
started nibbling her smooth skin.  This made her moan and she pushed her
ass against his crotch.  His hands felt down her body, touching her stomach
and her hips, and then one hand reached toward her pussy, while he kept
kissing her neck.

   He said, "I've been debating about telling you something."

   She turned around to look at him and said, "Really?  I guess you've
decided to tell me then?"

   He kept rubbing her body as he said, "It's about the other lifeguards.
What some of the guys said about you today."

   She narrowed her eyes and stood up straighter as if to prepare herself
for some bad news.

   He said, "They were talking about how sexy you are."

   She was completely surprised.  "What?  Me?  Oh, god.  That's no good. 
What did they say?  What did you say?" She was trying not to sound
accusatory, but she was curious.  She was a little turned on that they
would talk about her that way.  They are all younger than her, in college,
and they usually like the dumb blond bimbos, not older athletic women.

   He said, "It was when you walked through the office today, in between
swim lessons.  You were carrying your towel, but you didn't have it around
you, so we could see your sexy body.  You had just gotten done bending
down, as you talked to one of the kids in your class, and you walked
through the office right in front of us, then walked back by on your way
out.  You didn't acknowledge any of us.  You were just in your busy world.

   "After you left, it was just me, Dave and Rog in the office, and Rog
said, `Seriously, what would it take to bang her?' and Dave immediately
agreed, saying, `I know, right?  Maybe one day her swim suit will fall
off...  or she'll forget to put one on--' but Rog interrupted, `No, I mean
fucking her.  Not seeing her naked.  She showers here all the time, we
could accidently see her naked if we wanted to, but what would you have to
do...  I mean, if we didn't work here and she didn't hate us...  what would
you have to say...  what type of guy would she go for?  What would it
take?'

   "I was shocked because they talk about other women this way, but I'd
never heard them talk about you this way.  Then Rog asked Dave and me,
`What do you think would work?  If you saw her at a bar?  How would you
approach her?' Dave said, `I don't know.  Does she act like she does here
at a bar?  Because I'd be scared to say anything to her.  I would just
write her off as a bitch.'

   "I was just trying to stay quiet, but then they asked me what I thought.
Dave said, `What would you say to her at a bar?' and I told them that I
didn't think you would go for guys like us.  We're too young and immature,
and too interested in just fucking, and you could see straight through
that.

   "Then Dave said, `Awe, fuck it.  I'm just going to keep thinking about
her naked.  I can imagine fucking her without having to figure out how to
actually get there with her.'

   "And then we started talking about something else.  But all evening I've
been thinking about that.  About how many other guys see you and want to
fuck you, and about how I've actually gotten to do it.  And about how badly
I want to do it again."

   She was just looking at him.  She didn't know quite what to say.  She
didn't think the lifeguards looked at her like that.  She said, "I don't
know if I should be flattered, or embarrassed.  I guess I could cover up
with a towel more, but I didn't think they even looked at me."

   He kissed her again and said, "No one can miss looking at your hot body.
You're fucking sexy, and that's the end of it.  Now, Do you really want me
to shave you?"

   A hot surge of adrenaline shot through her body.  He said that so
sexily, and she wanted him to shave her.  She wanted him to help her do
something she did every day, but turn it into something sexual, something
sensual.  He could make it sexy and hot.  But she remembered that she'd
just finished her shaving.  She said, "Sadly, I've already done it."

   He moved his hand so that it was on her ass, and he moved it toward her
ass crack.  He said, "Maybe I can just check it then?"

   His hand moved to her asshole, and he rubbed up and down her crack,
passing her asshole several times.  Then he reached further and touched her
pussy.  He whispered into her ear, "It feels good to me."

   As he pushed his finger further so that it would go into her pussy, they
heard the front door to the pool open and close.

   She froze, and thought quickly.  Then she said to him very quickly. 
"You need to go out there.  That's got to be someone with a key.  They
can't see us in here.  Not together." She grabbed her towel and handed it
to him.  "Put this on, go out there like you just came out of the men's
locker room.  Talk to whoever it is until I come out there.  I'll act like
I didn't know either of you were here.  I'm going to yell at you.  Sorry.
Go now."

   He was in shock.  How had she come up with a plan so quickly?

   But he grabbed the towel, put it around his waist and walked out there
just in time to pretend he had walked out of the men's locker room.  John
walked around the corner, and Burt kept walking toward the office.  Burt
said, "Hey John.  What's going on?  Did you forget something?"

   John looked at Burt a little confused and said, "Were you showering?"

   Burt smiled and said, "Yeah.  I have a...  um...  date tonight, and it
was quicker to shower here instead of going all the way home."

   John was, luckily, one of the lifeguards who was less interested in
talking about everyone's sex life.  So he didn't ask any more details about
Burt's "date."

   Burt continued walking into the office, but remembered that all of his
clothes were in the women's locker room.  He asked John again, "Did you
forget something?  What are you doing here?"

   John was looking around.  He said, "I think I left my wallet here.  I
got home, looked in my bag and in my car, and I can't find it.  Do you
remember seeing it anywhere?"

   Burt was happy to have something to distract him from thinking about how
he was going to get his clothes back.  "Um, I don't remember seeing it, but
I'll help you look."

   They looked around for a minute, and then they heard the locker room
door open.  Deb walked into the office and then froze when she saw the two
of them.  She acted angry and yelled at them both, "What the fuck are you
two doing here?  I thought I was fucking alone.  You scared the shit out of
me.  Burt, why don't you have clothes on?  John, how did you get in here? I
locked the door before I showered.  I thought you had both left tonight. 
Fuck.  I think I'm alone and come out here.  I'm glad I at least got
dressed before I came out."

   John said, "I think I left my wallet here.  I have the key because I
open in a couple days and Kelly gave me her key."

   Burt said, "Sorry we scared you.  I was just showering because I have a
date, and it's quicker to shower here than to go all the way home."

   Deb was gathering her things as they answered her.  She said, "Ok, well.
I guess that's ok.  Just try not to scare me like that again.  John, I
think I saw a wallet in the stockroom earlier.  I don't know why it would
be in there, but maybe that's yours.  Burt, put some freaking clothes on."

   John walked back to the stockroom, and when she was sure he wasn't
looking, she pulled Burt's clothes out of her bag and put them into one of
the cubby holes.  Burt smiled at her and mouthed, "Thank you."

   She walked back to the stock room to show John where she'd seen his
wallet.  Sure enough, it was his.  She made sure she left before he did,
though.  She already had her bag and her keys in her hand, and she said,
"Ok, great.  Glad you found it, John.  I am finally leaving this place for
the night.  I hope you both have a great night.  Whoever leaves last, lock
the door and turn off the lights.  See you all tomorrow or whenever." She
was quickly walking toward the door as she spoke these words.

   A few minutes later, she was home and she texted Burt, "The door's open.
Lock it behind you when you come in.  I'm in the bedroom."

   He texted back, "Sounds perfect.  See you soon."

   About ten minutes later, she heard the door of her apartment being
opened, closed and locked, and then Burt was standing in her room.  She was
under the covers, with her hand between her legs, gently stroking her
labia.

   Burt took off his shirt and then his pants and underwear, as he walked
toward the bed.  He pulled up the covers and slid underneath, and
positioned himself on top of her between her legs.  He kissed her lips,
lightly at first, and then got more and more intense, until he was using
his tongue forcefully, pushing it into her mouth as if he were fucking her
with it.  She was obviously pleased, as she was moaning and pushing her
hips against him.  She kept rubbing her legs against his body, wrapping
them around him.

   He was rock hard within seconds, and he couldn't wait to fuck her.  He
had liked being with her in the shower too much, and was so disappointed
that it had been interrupted.  He needed to get inside of her.  He wanted
it.  And he wanted to make her come.

   He positioned his cock at the opening of her pussy, and pushed it in
just a little bit, to see if it was wet enough to allow him to penetrate.
It was wet, but there was a lot of friction, since he hadn't used his mouth
on her yet.  He didn't want to hurt her, so he started to pull back so he
could use his mouth first.  But she wrapped her legs around him tighter and
pushed her hips up.  She said, "Push it in.  I love it.  I want to feel it.
Push it in there.  Take my pussy.  Fucking take it."

   He pushed farther into her, and she tightened her legs to make him go
all the way in with one motion.  He thought it was probably too dry, with
too much friction, but she moaned and said, "Yeeeesssssssssssss....  Use
that cock.  Take my fucking pussy."

   He liked hearing her say that, and it drove him crazy.  He wanted to
fuck her so hard, so he started to just slam his hips into her.  After a
few strokes, everything was lubricated.  She got so wet so fast.  She
moaned and grunted appreciatively with every thrust.

   He was pushing her toward the headboard, and when her head hit the
headboard, he lifted her up and moved further forward so that her back was
against the wall and she was sitting on his lap straddling him.  He fucked
her into the wall for several thrusts, but he wanted to stand up.  He
pushed her up further and then stood up, picking her up and keeping her
back against the wall.

   He kept fucking her hard and her grunts were turning into breathless
whimpers, her brow was furrowed so that she looked almost concerned, but
her sighs and whimpers made it clear she was really enjoying this.  He kept
fucking her hard against the wall, and her face started to change into a
look of surprise, with her mouth opened and she started letting out short
loud moans.  Her moans were getting deeper and louder, and he kept fucking
her harder and harder.  He wanted her to come on his cock, and he was going
to fuck her as long and hard as he needed to.

   He felt her pussy tighten, she started shaking, and she tightened her
legs around him, grinding her hips even further into his.  Then she
screamed, loudly and passionately, and her body shook almost violently. 
Then she let out a loud sigh, and Burt finally slowed down.  He kissed her
on the mouth, using his tongue, and put his arms around her back to support
her while he moved her away from the wall.  He went back down onto his
knees, still inside of her.  From there, he fell back onto his back,
keeping her on top of him.  He stretched his legs out straight, so that he
was laying flat on the bed.

   She put her knees down on the bed, and kept him inside of her, leaning
forward so that she could kiss him.  She had never been with anyone who was
so good at fucking her, and so adamant about getting her off.  He was so
strong, and she loved when he picked her up.  She didn't know that he had
it in him to pick her up and fuck her that hard for so long.  How didn't he
get worn out?  How did he get her so fucking hot?  She couldn't wait to
feel him come inside of her.  She wanted to get him off and repay the
favor.

   She kept kissing him and she started moving only her hips to fuck his
big cock.  At first he was letting her fuck him, and then he grabbed her
hips and started pushing his hips up.  She stopped, and said, "No.  I want
you to let me fuck you."

   He squeezed his hands around her hips, and then pushed his hips up
again, but then laid them back down on the bed.  He said, "What do you want
me to do?"

   She said, "I don't want you to do anything.  I want you to just lie
there.  I want you to do nothing."

   She smiled and kissed him on the lips, and then sat back up, putting her
hands on his chest.  She felt his chest muscles, then felt his abs.  She
rocked her hips on his cock, and then put her legs under her so she could
stand up a little bit and really bounce up and down on his cock.

   He couldn't help it, he had to put his hands on her.  He rubbed her
legs, and he grabbed her hips again.  She stopped him, and said, "You can
touch, but I'm in control here.  No thrusting.  No pushing.  But you can
tell me what to do, like go faster or slower."

   She leaned forward again, and started thrusting her hips to stroke his
entire cock with her pussy.  She started slow, then gradually sped up.  She
kept fucking him and leaned into his ear and said, "I want to make you come
so bad.  You're going to come deep into my pussy, and you're going to
fucking love it."

   She sped up until he was breathing hard, and then slowed down again. 
When she slowed down, she started squeezing her pussy muscles when he was
all the way in her.  He moaned every time, and she asked, "Do you want me
to go fast again?"

   He said, "No.  Keep doing that.  Go slow, and tense your pussy up. 
Squeeze my cock with your tight pussy."

   She kept stroking his cock, all the way in, and all the way out, just
moving her hips, and every time she got him all the way in, she squeezed
him.  She was watching his face - he was closing his eyes and when she
would tense her pussy muscles, he would furrow his brow a little bit and
let out a tiny moan that was barely audible.

   She leaned toward his ear again and said, "You know what I'm going to do
next time you're at work?  I'm going to walk around in my swim suit, make
sure to bend down in front of you as much as possible, and if the guys at
work start talking about me, I want you to think about how I'm fucking you
right now.  I want you to think about your big cock buried deep inside my
pussy, feeling my pussy clenching on that big cock, and how you know that I
fucking love it.  I want you to think about this, and I want you to get
hard thinking about it.  I want you to think so hard about it that you have
to go to the bathroom and masturbate just to get yourself to calm down.  I
like thinking about you getting yourself off just by thinking about me."

   He let out a little whimper in response then said, "You're bad."

   She smiled and said, "Want me to speed up again?"

   He said, "Go a little bit faster."

   She sped up just a little bit, and kept watching his face.  He was
looking at her now, and she sat up straight and told him to grab her
breasts.  He grabbed both her breasts and rubbed them, and then started
lightly pinching her nipples.  She was still going up and down, getting his
entire cock in and then almost all the way out, then back down again.

   She said, "Squeeze my nipples harder," and he obliged.  He pinched them
tighter, and he pulled on them a little bit.  She liked it, and it made her
start fucking him harder.

   He moaned again, obviously enjoying her going faster.

   She leaned forward again, using only her hips to fuck him as fast as she
could.  She could feel her ass cheeks slapping together a little bit, and
she told him to reach back and feel her ass jiggle.  He did, and
immediately got much more excited.

   She said, "Now feel how wet your big cock gets me."

   He reached down, and felt how sopping wet it was down there, and he
couldn't handle it any more.

   She kept fucking him quickly.  He wanted to push his hips into her, but
he kept catching himself right before he pushed.  He'd never had a woman
just take control and tell him not to do anything.  It made him feel
uncomfortable at first, because he likes being the one giving pleasure, and
he likes contributing to the experience.  No one ever insisted that he just
lie there.  But she knew what she was doing.  Her pussy felt so good, and
she was moving her hips like a fucking expert.  He realized he could let
her do this all day.  He relaxed some more and when he felt her wet pussy
with his hand, his cock was ready to burst.

   But all of a sudden, she lifted her hips up, so he was all the way out
of her.

   He actually let out a whimper, and she said, "Now put your hands down to
the side, and think about that wet pussy."

   After he complied, she put him back inside her.  She kept moving her
hips up and down, up and down.  Now that he knew what her ass cheeks felt
like while she was fucking him, he thought about that jiggling ass,
clapping together with every thrust.  He thought about that wet pussy, and
about how she was wet enough that he didn't even have to lick her pussy
first to go inside of her.  He had to grab something, so he clenched the
bed sheets, and started to pull on them.  Just laying there was driving him
crazy.  She was driving him crazy, her wet pussy, her soft breasts, her
immensely squeezable ass, her nice flat stomach, her soft legs, and her
tight pussy muscles.

   She squeezed him one more time with her pussy, and it made him start to
come.  He throbbed, and she felt it - so she pushed down on his cock
harder. Then she squeezed him again.  He throbbed again.  She lifted up a
little bit and then pushed down again on his cock, squeezed him again, and
he throbbed again.  He let out a long moan with this last throb.

   She leaned forward and whispered, "You can move again now."

   He immediately moved his hands to her hips, to her ass, to feel her wet
pussy, and to stroke her back.  He wanted to touch her everywhere.  It felt
like it had been 10 years since she had told him to lay his hands to his
side.  He needed to touch her again, and he couldn't get enough.

   She was still on top of him, he was still inside of her, he was rubbing
her body appreciatively, and he said, "Fuck.  Why...  No one...  How... 
Where did you get the idea to do that?"

   She smiled, liking how much he liked it, and how confused he seemed to
be about it.  She said, "Has no one ever told you to just lie there and get
fucked?"

   He shook his head, "I don't think...  That was so fucking good."

   She had a huge grin, and she said, "You are so good at fucking me.  I
wanted to see if I could return the favor.  Plus that was really fun.  You
are so fun to fuck.  Your cock gets so hard and big.  I ..." She felt shy
all of a sudden and just said, "I really like it."

   She lifted her hips up so that his cock slid out of her, and she rolled
to his side, and he rolled on his side, so they were both looking at each
other.  He kept touching her body - he couldn't get enough.

   She said, "I realized when you were fucking me up the wall that you
might be a little bit of a ...  control freak...  when it comes to sex. 
And I think, by how hard it was for you to just lay there, that I might
have been correct."

   He was just listening.  She wasn't saying this in a judgmental way.  She
was just kind of thinking out loud.

   She continued, "So I'm wondering, does it just feel better when you're
the one doing most of the work?"

   She was smiling at him, but she really wanted to know the answer.

   He thought for a second and said, "I don't know.  I think I'm
conditioned to...  just...  go for it when I get super excited.  But maybe
it is that it usually feels better when I'm doing the work." He smiled at
her and continued, "But with you...  it feels amazing either way.  You were
really fucking me.  It felt amazing." He looked back at the ceiling and
said, "Maybe someone like you can break me of the habit of doing all the
work for myself.  But I've never had a complaint." He smiled at her again -
a big cheesy smile.

   She smiled back and said, "I'm sure you haven't.  You're a real ball of
energy when you get...  um...  excited."

   She continued, "The other guys I've been with have not been as energetic
as you.  I would say that's because I'm older, but even when I was younger
I didn't have anyone so excitable."

   He asked, "Yeah?  Well...  have you ever slept with someone younger than
you?"

   She thought about it and said, "No.  Actually, they've always been older
than me.  Or the same age...  What about you?  Ever been with an older
woman?"

   He said, "No, I don't think so.  Usually my own age or a couple years
younger."

   She stroked his chest and asked, "Who was your first?"

   And he smiled and said, "A girl from high school.  My best friend
actually.  We thought we would just fuck each other and get the whole
virginity thing over with."

   She laughed and said, "Wow.  How did that turn out?  Surely one of you
liked the other?"

   He laughed too, "Yeah, we both liked each other, but didn't want to say
anything about it.  She went to California for college, and we knew it
wouldn't work out long term, so we just stayed friends."

   She said, "That is unbelievably mature.  I wish I had been so smart in
high school.  I had to fall in love and get my heart broken and lose my
virginity all with the same person.  I did have a good friend, a guy, who I
totally could have fucked.  But believe it or not, I thought it would screw
up our friendship.  But looking back, I feel like more friendships are
enhanced by sex than hurt by it.  But you know how it is around here,
people think they have to be in love to have sex, or you're just being
slutty."

   He said, "Yeah, especially for girls." They were both still laying on
their sides, facing each other.  He leaned his face into hers and kissed
her cheek, then pushed his body against hers and whispered into her ear in
a playful way, "Are you slutty?"

   She pushed her hips against him and giggled, saying, "For you, I am."
And she kissed his lips.  Then she said, "Really though, I guess I have the
heart of a slut, but I don't actually carry it out so often.  How often
have you been with someone who you weren't, like, in a relationship with?"

   He said, "Not too many times."

   She said, "Any one-night stands?  With total strangers?"

   He laughed, "Well, yeah.  Once.  At spring break.  A bunch of us went to
Florida.  I met a girl down there.  That was interesting."

   She laughed back, "Do you remember any of it?"

   He said, "Most of it.  But we were pretty drunk.  What about you?  One
night stands?"

   She said, "Unfortunately, no.  I've never had the nerve.  I've been to
the beach a few times during Spring Break, and I get overwhelmed by the
stupidity of it all and it always made me just want to stay sober and make
fun of everyone else.  I should have probably been having a good time
though.  I have a pretty lame sex life.  Just a bunch of boyfriends for the
most part.  Well, and a professor or two."

   He opened his mouth in disbelief, and said, "No way.  Here?  At your
grad program?"

   She smiled and said, "No, during undergrad.  One was my freshman year
religion professor, and when I wasn't his student any more, we...  um... 
spent some time together.  And the other was my professor while I was
studying abroad in Germany."

   He said, "Wow!  I can't believe that.  I've never actually talked to
anyone who fucked a professor for real.  I mean, we all joke about it, but
you actually did it!"

   She laughed and said, "Seriously, any girl who is in college with you is
not going to say anything if she fucked a professor.  Mostly because you're
talking about a serious job-loss situation.  So people usually stay pretty
quiet."

   He said, "Well, I can't believe it.  That is awesome.  I thought I was
brave coming onto you."

   She laughed and said, "Well, I didn't actually come onto either of them.
I just reciprocated."

   He said, "That is crazy.  But I have another question.  Has everyone
you've been with been able to make you come?"

   She said without hesitation, "No.  My first few boyfriends didn't even
try.  Or didn't even know that was a thing.  And I didn't either.  It was
actually the religion professor who got me the first time.  And after that
I started masturbating regularly - so I know how to get it done whenever I
need to."

   She asked him, "Do you usually get girls to come?"

   He shrugged and said, "I mean, they usually say they do.  But you hear
that girls pretend, so I don't know what to believe.  I mean, I really like
foreplay, and I think that helps girls come."

   Deb interrupted and said, "Plus that big cock of yours.  That's gotta
help."

   He said, "I guess it doesn't hurt.  Well, not usually.  If she's wet
enough." And he looked at her to see if she was laughing at his dumb joke.

   She laughed.  She said, "Well, I like when you make me come.  And I've
never faked it for anyone.  I don't see the point."

   They were still facing each other, and he put his hand on her hip and
rolled her onto her back, and then rolled her again so she was on her side,
facing away from him.  He scooted up behind her and spooned her, pulling
her closer to him, and he said more quietly, "Can I tell you a secret?"

   She said, "I guess.  What is it?"

   He said, "I really like making you come."

   She pushed her butt against his crotch, and said, "And I really like
when you do."

   He whispered into her ear, "Yeah, but I really like it.  And I've wanted
to do it for a long time."

   She said, "Yeah?"

   He said, "When we first started working together, the first time I knew
I wanted you was when you yelled at one of the lifeguards." He smiled and
let out a nervous chuckle.  "I thought to myself about how badly I wanted
to make you come.  How those stupid guards waste so much time pissing you
off, when I could spend all that energy making you so happy, making you
smile and wiggle in my arms, and shake underneath me.  How I would love to
just make you come.  Over and over and over again."

   She didn't know what to say.  She liked the idea of this gorgeous man
pining over her, and wanting to get her off time and time again.  It got
her hot just thinking about it.

   He put one hand on her hips and pulled her closer to him as he pushed
his hardening cock against her ass.  Then he moved his hand around to her
pussy, and started very gently rubbing her clit.

   She moaned, and kept pushing her ass against him.

   He kept rubbing her clit, slowly pushing harder and harder.

   She turned her head so she could kiss him, and she said, "I love how you
make me come.  I want you to make me come.  Rub my pussy, then start
fucking me from behind.  Fuck me with that big cock of yours and make me
come all over it.  If you don't, I'll get all worked up and start yelling
at everyone."

   He kissed her as he kept rubbing her pussy, and then he said, "We can't
have you yelling at anyone." And he whispered into her ear, tenderly, "I'll
get you off.  Don't worry." Then he kissed her again, harder and deeper
than before.  He pushed his tongue deep into her mouth, and she responded
by pushing her ass harder against his cock.

   He reached further with his hand and put a finger into her pussy, and
after a few strokes put two fingers in.  Then he put in a third.  She was
very responsive, moving her hips with the rhythm of his finger thrusts, and
sharply breathing in air when he added another finger.  Her pussy was so
tight, even though they had just fucked, she was still so tight.  She was
wet as hell, but she was tight.  He couldn't wait to put his cock back in
there.  He couldn't wait to get her off again.

   He moved his hand around to her butt, and he squeezed her butt, then
slid his hand down her ass crack, brushing her asshole, then putting his
finger on her pussy opening, and pushing two fingers into her pussy from
behind.  She gasped again, and pushed back with her hips, fucking his
fingers with her pussy.  She had moved her hand to her clit, and she was
ready to get off with just his fingers.  But he wanted his cock to be
inside of her when she came.  So he pulled his fingers out, and positioned
his hard cock at her opening, and let her slowly back herself into it.

   Once it was all the way inside of her, he thrust his hips forward,
making her gasp, and he reached his hand back in front to play with her
clit.  She pushed her ass into him, rhythmically, and she grabbed his arm,
the one that was busy playing with her clit.  She started gasping and
moaning as he fucked her from behind.  He started kissing her neck, and
biting her ear lobes, and then he moved his hand from her clit to grab her
face to turn her head so he could kiss her lips.  He put his tongue in her
mouth, and she kissed him back vigorously, as he moved his hand back down
to her clit.

   She knew she was getting close.  It didn't take him long at all to get
her to come.  He was so efficient, and passionate.  He got her so hot, so
fast.  She had already been close before he started kissing her.  His
kisses were so passionate, and so intense, that she couldn't believe he
could kiss her like that, while playing with her clit and fucking her
senseless.

   She lost track of time and just let herself melt into his gentle touches
and passionate kisses until her hips started to shake, and she could feel
her pussy getting even wetter in response to Burt's big, relentless cock.
She whispered, "I'm going to come."

   And he kept kissing her, but nodded and moaned, "Mmm Hmmm" as
encouragement.

   She said, "But I want you come with me.  I want you to come when I do."

   He nodded again.

   Her hips shook again, and her pussy tightened up.  She started really
pushing against Burt's cock and rocking back and forth viciously.  She
couldn't control her hips, she was going to come hard.

   He felt her pussy tighten again, and as she pushed against his cock
harder and harder, he couldn't hold it any longer.  He wanted to explode as
soon as she had asked for it.  The only thing that stopped him was his
desire for her to come fully and completely.  As soon as he was sure she
was in full orgasm, he would let go.  He was going to come into her so
hard. He had finally told her that he had wanted to make her come for about
a year, and she didn't seem to think less of him.  He wanted to make her
come again right now.

   Her pussy started to spasm, tightening over and over again, squeezing
his cock.  She was screaming with every spasm, and saying, "Oh.  Oh.  Oh
God.  Yes.  Yes.  Your.  Cock.  Feels.  So fucking goooooood."

   Once she let out a long, low moan, he knew that was her climax.  He let
go and came into her pussy.  As he pushed his come into her, she yelled,
"Yeees!  Fucking yes!  Your cock feels so good when it throbs!"

   She pushed her hips back once more, and he pushed his cock once more. 
And they both laid there, spooning.  His arms were around her, and he
kissed her shoulder.  She said, "I like making you come too."

   And he smiled into her neck and then laid his head on her pillow, still
holding her.

   She was about to fall asleep and she wanted him to stay the night.  She
wanted to cuddle like this all night.  All she said before she fell fast
asleep was, "The alarm is set for 7:00." And he let out a little grunt,
acknowledging that he'd heard her before he fell asleep too.


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