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 The room's dim, the bed a barely recognizable shape in the corner.  We're
standing mere feet apart.  Anticipation had been built for months, the
stress of recent weeks making it altogether more acute.  Eyes wide, breath
shallow, we just stare at each other for brief moments.  Then, with an
unspoken word, we're tangled in each other's arms.

   Shallow breaths, so excited we can't seem to breath right.  Our lips are
pressed tightly together, tongues plundering each others mouths.  All the
while our hands tugging and pulling at each others clothes.  The dance is
almost comical in its rush as we race to remove our clothes.  Frantically I
pull open the buttons on your shirt even as I try to get closer as your
kiss fuels me.  Your hands fumble with the fly on my jeans for a moment as
I skim my fingers over your chest, pushing your shirt to the floor.

   You jerk open my jeans and use the denim to pull me close, kissing me
hard and deep, my fingers digging into your shoulders as we strain against
each other.  Your hands snake around my hips and into my jeans, sliding
under the waist of my panties and pushing down.  I wiggle my hips a little,
trying to help and decide it's too long to wait.  I lean in and press my
lips to your neck.  Licking and kissing over the taut length, I slide my
hands down to your waist and grasp for the button to your fly.  Yanking
material I try to part it.

   You've switched and your hands are distracting me.  Your hands, under my
top, are cupping my breasts through my bra.  Your fingers stroke and pinch
each nipple lightly, each one already hard with need.  You let your hands
rest on my ribcage as you stroke them for a moment and then your hands grab
the hem of my shirt and yank upwards, forcing my hands with it.  You hold
the shirt, and my trapped hands, up and I can feel the hot wetness of your
mouth skimming over my breasts.  Moaning audibly, I half-heartedly struggle
to free my hands as your mouth continues to torment me.  I feel your mouth
close over a nipple, sucking and tugging on it, through my bra.

   Your hands go to my waist, holding me still, leaving me to fumble out of
my shirt as you suckle.  Carelessly tossing my shirt to the floor I eagerly
move my hands back to your pants and drag them open quickly.  I slip my
hand inside and revel in the hard and silky feeling as I wrap my fingers
around the proof of your excitement.  I can feel you moan against my breast
as I wrap my fingers around your shaft and start to stroke you.  Slowly and
lightly touching, grazing the head barely.  Your fingers tighten for a
split second and then reach around and undo my bra.  I relinquish my hold
on you only to strip the last of your clothes from your body.

   Naked, we go back to exploring; hands and lips meet and search in aching
need as we stumble towards the bed.  In a brief moment, we lay down.  My
mouth eagerly engulfs your cock even as you make me arch up under you as
your fingers and mouth finger my pussy.  Moaning into each, we both suck.
Tongues stroking over sensitive points, hands grasping and stroking what's
in reach.  Both of us writhing and whimpering from the pleasure of wet
heat.

   Gasping, we both ease back, shifting so we're facing each other. 
There's a pause.  Our eyes darken in colour and it seems like we stop
breathing for a moment and then it's passed.  You're over me and in me. 
Filling me deep and hard as I bring my legs up and hold them back, arching
and whimpering.  Both of us, eyes closed, moan deep in our throats as you
bury yourself in me.  Then there's no time for savouring.  Fast, hard, deep
and good, oh so good, you thrust.  My hips rock to meet each movement.  We
can both feel my body tighten and start to throb gently as the need builds
further.  With you so intimately inside me, I can feel the pulse along your
shaft, making it that much sweeter and intense.  Burying your face at my
neck, you move your hips rapidly a few more times and that's all it needs.
My body goes taut and my head back as I gasp for air for a moment before
crying out.  Orgasmic waves crashing over me, one after the other.  I'm
half sobbing from the pleasure.  I can see your face, twisted in exquisite
pleasure as you struggle for your own controlling, wanting to lengthen the
moment but desperate to give in to it.  I shift my hips once and clench my
pussy tighter around you and that's it.  The pulse starts and gets harder
and faster.  I lock my legs around your hips and grab your ass, urging you
faster.  Both of us sweating, moaning, whimpering as you lose the control
and a strangled cry bursts from your lips.  The hard throbbing pulse as you
orgasm pushes the right button in me and I cum again as you do, both of us
lost to it.

   Collapsing together on our sides, we gasp for breath.  Still entwined,
we drag the blanket up and drift off for a while.