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"Vacation... with Lisa"    An original story by "LM l"


    Hello!  My name is Jeremy and I'm a 23-year-old college graduate who
lives in Ventura County (California).  I have been dating a wonderful
lady by the name of Lisa for quite some time now.  I consider her the
absolute perfect woman for me, and my needs.  She is 20 years of age and
a junior college student at a local university.  Not only is Lisa very
sweet and kind-hearted, but she is also drop-dead gorgeous.  She is trim
and fit at 5-foot-9 and 120 pounds, and has long-flowing blonde hair and
luminous brown eyes.  Lisa has a sensational figure and the absolute,
most perfect set of firm, long legs that I have ever seen on a woman.


    The chair felt very comfortable as I sat and relaxed in the plush
suite of the Hotel Metropole.  I sank deeper into it, reliving all the
many wonderful memories which Lisa and I had created this weekend.  The
two of us had went to Catalina Island, a mini-Hawaii of sorts, located
about 25 miles off the coast of California.  Catalina Island is, at
least in my mind, for people who wish they could go Hawaii but don't
have the money (like me, unfortunately).  But nonetheless, it is a very
nice place to visit... a little paradise, if you will.

    It was Saturday evening as I relaxed in the suite, while Lisa was in
the restroom, having just finished with a long shower.  We had taken the
coastal shuttle boat and arrived here just before noon on Friday.  We
had done quite a lot on the island in a short amount of time, too.

    Lisa had wanted to visit the island museum and botanical garden,
perhaps more than anything else.  So, after checking into the hotel, we
went to those two places.  Lisa is the type of person who likes museums.
She enjoys browsing around exhibits, and learning along the way.

    After leaving the botanical garden, Lisa and I decided to take a
tram ride through the wilderness preserve area of the island.  We got to
see all kinds of animals, in their own habitat.  Once that tour was
over, we went back to the main tourist center of the island (called the
Metropole) and had dinner at one of the restaurants.

    We followed that up with a blistering sexual encounter that went far
into the night.  I lost track of how many orgasms we had together.  Hey,
I felt with this type of treatment, I should take Lisa to Catalina every
single week!  Or, I wondered to myself... what would she do if I took
her to Hawaii?  Or the Bahamas?  My bank account would be shattered but
hey, I'd be one very satisfied man! :>

    Saturday morning we awoke and had the free Continental Breakfast
that the hotel offered.  Then it was off for a trip on the glass bottom
boat... we could look and watch all the sealife go by underneath us.
Swimming swimming swimming... the vacation would not be complete without
a stop at the beach.

    We went back to the hotel and showered, then ventured out to another
restaurant for dinner.  Then it was back to the hotel, where Lisa said
that she wanted to spend some time with me in the whirlpool sauna upon
the rooftop.  This meant yet another shower later, but that didn't
bother me.  We went up there and spent maybe two hours, watching day
turn to dusk before our very eyes.  Extremely romantic... and I enjoy
anything that deals with romance.

    I bring you, the reader, up to where we were now.  Lisa and I had
taken a shower together, but she was still in the restroom, drying her
hair and applying all those skin lotions she brought with her.  Me, I
just toweled off, threw some clothes on and went out to the suite.  I
mulled over the idea of switching on the television (hey, they did have
premium cable), but decided against it.  Lisa would be out soon, I knew,
and I was absolutely positive she would be in the mood for more sex.

    This woman almost wore me out the night before, but I was re-charged
and ready to go.  After all, this would be our final night in the hotel,
as we would be going back to the mainland the following afternoon.  We
had ventured here to visit the island and enjoy all its many attractions,
but we also came here to be alone and indulge in each others' bodies.

    "Hi baby."

    The soft squeal of Lisa's voice brought me out of my thoughts and
back to the present.  Still seated in the chair, I looked up and saw
Lisa standing at the restroom door, a luxarious blue robe made of fine
silk tied around her body.  Her long blonde hair was freshly-brushed,
bright and shining.  There was a smile upon her face, and it grew much
wider as she stepped forward and approached me.

    "Hi there, yourself," I grinned in return.

    Ahh, the robe she wore only went halfway down to her knees.  As a
result, I got a good view of those long, heavenly legs of hers.  I was
never really a "leg man" until meeting Lisa.  Her legs are... wow, they
are wonderful.  Sleek and sexy... and long.  And they magically become a
million times more appealing when she is wearing high-heels.

    She wasn't wearing high-heels now.  But I wasn't complaining.

    "Find anything to do?" she asked, while taking a seat on my lap.  I
placed one arm around her, and she encircled my neck with both of her
arms.  I was already starting to get an erection.

    "No, not really," I replied.  "Just been boring myself while you
were in there, freshening-up from the shower."

    Still in my lap, Lisa crossed her legs.  For a brief second, I saw
her pussy flash into, and out of, sight.  Her robe had ridden up while
she crossed her legs.  A smile came to my face when I got that visual
treat, and then Lisa giggled.  She knew what she was doing; the little
tease.  As I think back on it, I should have turned her over and given
her a spanking... the little vixen would have liked that.  But my idea,
the one I chose... it turned out to be a pretty good one.

    Lisa giggled and then let out a soft sigh as I pulled her body hard
against mine, and kissed her.  My mouth found hers and I explored it
with my lips and tongue.  She sighed deeper against me, then her arms
tightened around my neck and shoulders, embracing me even closer.  My
hands ventured downward, lifting up the back of her robe and going
underneath.  I then cupped her bare bottom and began to squeeze it in a
rather strong and rough way.  She liked that.

    Soon, I was thrusting my tongue in and out of her mouth, giving Lisa
an idea of what my cock would soon do to her womanly slit.  She caught
my rhythym, and giggled when bringing her tongue up, blocking any access
I had to inside her mouth.  I actually tried to shove it out of the way,
but soon realized that slipping around it would be easier.  Lisa giggled
once more as I did this, side-stepping her tongue and then plunging deep
within the walls of her mouth.

    I kept one hand underneath her robe but moved it around between us.
There, I extended a finger and found the tiny bud of passion between
her succulent thighs.  I flicked her clit several times with my finger,
and Lisa responded by moaning and embracing me even tighter than before.
The kiss continued, however.  I was extremely hungry; her mouth was my
dinner, and my tongue was the fork.

    The two items which belong in Lisa's mouth more than anything else
are my tongue, and my cock.  Ask Lisa, and she will tell you this
herself.  She would be in seventh heaven if I could somehow get my
tongue and cock into her mouth at the same time.  Humanly impossible,
at least for me, I would think.  But she would be in heaven, no doubt.

    I kept on flicking her clit with my finger, and that only added to
her obvious pleasure.  I soon felt a tad bit of wetness down there... so
as a result, I massaged her clit even faster, and especially harder.

    Lisa started to moan in a continuous grunt.  I never really seen her
do this before, but she broke the kiss and actually backed away from me.
I was wondering if I had done something wrong, until seeing the look of
bliss and rapture upon her angelic face.  She sat down on the edge of
the bed, and motioned for me to come closer.

    I was there in a heartbeat, untying her robe and slipping it from
her shoulders.  It fell to the floor, leaving her totally nude.  I went
to kiss her again, but she placed an open palm against my chest.  I
stopped, my mouth a few inches from hers.

    "Take your clothes off," she told me.

    Before she had even finished that sentence, I was unbuttoning my
shirt.  I nearly ripped it off, and then did the same with my pants.
Socks and briefs soon followed, and then both of us were nude.

    Lisa fell backward into the mattress as I got on top of her, joining
our mouths as one yet again.  I kissed her hard, passionately; like I
hadn't seen her in six months, and wouldn't see her again for another
six months.  There was hunger from her end, too.  She brought her arms
up and embraced me tightly, fully; her sharp fingernails tracing erotic
circles around my shoulder blades and upper back.

    The kiss, full of heat and rapture, lasted for quite some time.  I
nearly lost my breath.

    "Oooooh..." Lisa cooed as I slid my mouth from hers, down to her
neck.  I kissed and licked her there as well, especially the side of
her neck.  I heard little squeals and giggles coming from her as I
began to nibble on her neck, very gently.  Both of her hands were on
my head now, her long fingers running throughout my short brown hair.

    I was very content with my face buried upon her neck, my mouth
nibbling away.  It was so very satisfying to hear those little sounds
of pleasure coming from her, her face rocking from side to side.  I
could sense that she was doing that.  My ultimate pleasure is making
sure Lisa receives pleasure.  I am not satisfied unless she is, first.

    Despite being content with nibbling her neck, I knew there were
other things I could do.  Things which would bring her greater pleasure.

    Using my a tongue, I traced a slick trail from her neck to her
left shoulder, then down and right through her cleavage.  I rose up
once reaching her midriff, and attached my mouth to one of her nipples.
I also encircled that same breast with my hand, and pumped gently.

    Lisa sighed and then purred like a kitten as I continued massaging
her breast and sucking her nipple.  Her hands were still atop my head,
her long fingers weaving through my hair.

    "Do you like it here?" I asked, inbetween nibbles.  "Catalina?"

    "Hmmm... yeah... I do..." she cooed.

    I began licking her nipple with the full length of my tongue, but
decided to carry on with the conversation.  "Want to come back here,
someday?  Maybe for a week, instead of a weekend?"

    "Hmm... I'd like that."

    My mouth trailed downward, toward her midriff.  I licked it slowly,
lovingly, then I ventured down to her flat stomach.  I traced several
circles around her belly button before burrowing my tongue into her tiny
navel.  This caused her body to flinch, and a sharp giggle to escape
from within her throat.

    I rose to my hands and knees, and then went back for her mouth.  I
moved up and kissed her hard on the lips, our tongues meeting yet again.
The fevered kiss only lasted for a few seconds, however, as Lisa broke
it off and then pushed me down onto the mattress, on my side.  Once she
reached for my cock, I immediately rolled over onto my back.  I was well
aware what she wanted.

    Ahh, the sight.  I simply placed both hands behind my head and
watched Lisa; she was on her knees, leaning over completely, her mouth
full of my hard cock.  Her shapely bottom was pointing upward in the
air, as if she was about to receive a spanking.  Her breasts bounced
and jiggled as her head bobbed up-and-down, her mouth giving me the
calibur of blowjob I once only fantasized about.

    I loved the contrast.  My dear, sweet Lisa, the All-American girl
type who is so caring, friendly and loving; hunched over my cock, trying
her absolute best to swallow it right down her throat.  That position,
too.  You wouldn't think of Lisa as the type of woman who likes to be on
her knees.  But even Lisa will say herself, she "belongs" on her knees.

    Life is wonderful.  I am so lucky to have someone like Lisa.  She is
everything I have ever wanted in a woman.  Not only is Lisa sweet, soft-
spoken, friendly and EXTREMELY faithful, but she has a wild streak when
it comes to sex.  She will "try anything once".

    As I reclined back and thought about how lucky I am, I realized that
my shaft was about to burst in Lisa's mouth.  She had put her top-notch
cocksucking skills to work, and thus, she had me in a sexual frenzy.  I
could feel her delicate hands and fingers, twisting and teasing the
sensitive flesh of my testicles.  Her mouth now felt like a vacuum on
my cock.  Lisa knew what she was doing.  She wanted me to cum in her
mouth.  I always give this lady what she wants.

    It felt like an earthquake hit my body as I grunted and growled, my
cock shooting it's gushing load into Lisa's awaiting mouth.  She closed
her lips tight around my pole, and I could see her throat rippling,
which told me she was guzzling the gooey liquid down at a torrid pace.

    Once my spasms had tapered off, which was awhile, I felt a bit dizzy
and light-headed.  But I was brought back to reality by Lisa's hand and
tongue.  She continually pumped my cock, gently, while licking it clean.
The woman is crazy for sperm.  If it was sold in a bottle, Lisa would
drink so much that she would never be sober for the rest of her life.

    I reached out and placed my palm upon her upturned bottom.  This
broke her rhythym, and she looked over at me with a loose expression.
There was a little smile on her face.  There was also a lot of cum on
her face, especially her lips and nose, and even her hair.  She had just
gotten out of the shower and her hair was perfectly clean and brushed...
and now part of it was stuck-together in gooey, sticky clumps.

    I like her better this way.

    "Hey Sperm Bank," I grinned.  That's my new sexual nickname for her,
for obvious reasons.

    "Yes?" she asked, in an innocent tone.

    The little tease.

    I rubbed her upturned bottom with my hand.  "Come here."

    Lisa looked down at my cock, which wasn't completely dry, and then
back up at me.  She still had some more cleaning to do.

    "Come here?" I asked (pleaded).

    She finally obliged, walking on her knees until our chests were
inches apart.  I reached out and embraced her, warmly, with much love
and adoration running throughout my body.  She hugged me as well, her
chin resting over my left shoulder.

    We held this position for some time.  It was not a sexual position
or sexual statement.  This was of love.  I held her in my arms, thoughts
of how much she meant to me swirling through my mind.  I want to
cherish her, and never take our relationship for granted.  I consider
myself very, VERY lucky to have her in my life.  Until meeting Lisa, it
seemed as though luck never came my way in life.  But now, I know I am
blessed.  Someone has definitely smiled down upon me.

    "I love you, Lisa."  I had spoke in a whisper.

    "I love you too," she returned, her hand sliding from my back down
in front, to my cock.  She grasped it, and began pumping gently.

    Sometimes, there is no holding back the woman.

    Still embracing her, I gently laid her down upon the mattress.  Her
long blonde hair fanned out over the bedsheet and she looked up at me,
a mixture of love and sexual expectance in her eyes.

    Manuevering myself between her already-spread thighs, I grasped my
cock, which was again rock-solid hard, and then punched it into her.

    Lisa squealed as her legs moved upward and wrapped themseleves
around my lower back.  I reached for her hips and held them tight,
and then began a gentle thrusting motion.

    "You like this, don't you?" I asked.

    There was a look of subtle bliss upon her face, her eyes glued to
mine, as she smiled and nodded in response.  I would soon have her
screaming and moaning in passion, though.  But as for now, the gentle
thrusts were enough.  I couldn't overpower her all at once.  I could,
but it wouldn't be right.  No build up.

    My pace picked up slightly, which caused Lisa to moan.  I then
buried my face in her cleavage and licked and nibbled away.  I could
hear her heart belt, a mile-a-minute, and then my thrusts became just
a little faster.  The change in speed was subtle, but for Lisa, it was
mind-shattering.  Let's just say, I know what turns her on the most.

    Lisa let out a high-pitched squeal when I enclosed my lips around
her left nipple gently bit it with my teeth.  Then, out of nowhere, I
gave her a very powerful thrust... a single one.  She cried and her body
bucked beneath me, all in passion.  I kept my cock buried deep within in
her for about five seconds, her slit clutching it like a vice, before
going back up.  Again, I pounded myself into her... a single time.

    I rotated my hips, causing my cock to wiggle around inside of her.
Then I gave her a single, powerful thrust one more time.  Lisa cried
out in rapture and then I heard her squeal.  I had never done this
specific thing to her, but I could tell that she liked that.  In fact,
it turned her on so much... it nearly drove her insane.

    "DON'T STOP AGAIN!" she begged, as her hands pulled my face away
from her breast.  "KEEP DOING IT, OVER AND OVER... DON'T STOP!"

    I had never seen her this worked up before.

    But never one to dissapoint, I obliged her request.  I began
slamming her with my cock, my hips thrusting so fast that it must have
looked like a blur.  This is what she wanted.  She enjoyed this too, as
the screams from her were now continuous.  Her eyes were closed, and her
face rocked from side to side beneath me, her body obviously full of
sexual passion and lust.

    Just like mine.

    Gone was my gentle and loving side, my normal demeanor.  It had been
replaced by the sexual beast in me; the beast who was out for ultimate
satisfaction.  However this is a good beast in me, because the primary
objective remains the same... Lisa must receive pleasure.  Although, at
this point, I was also looking out for myself as well.

    If I didn't know any better, I would think that Lisa was in extreme
pain... she screamed and cried like that was the case, as I continually
pounded her.  But that is another way of hers to express gratification.
When we made love for the first time, I thought I was hurting her, she
screamed so much.  I even stopped... until she told me to keep going.
"If you ever hurt me, you'll be the first to know," she proclaimed.

    I just learned that I could be as physical as I want with her.  If I
ever hurt her, she will let me know.  And then, I would see to it that I
never do the same thing to her again.  I want my lady to feel pleasure,
not pain.  It's just some of her pleasure borders on pain.

    Over and through the clouds of lust in my mind, I could hear our
bodies smacking together... it sounded like two wild animals going at
it, in the forest.  It was a loud, almost brutal slapping sound each
time I thrusted down into her.  And I was going so fast, it seemed like
I thrusted into her 100 times per second.  That was really brutal.  But
then again, Lisa enjoys some forms of rough sex.  She, in her own words,
loves being "manhandled".

    I realized that I was near the edge; the edge of orgasm.  But I kept
slamming her, for all I was worth.  I wasn't going to hold anything back
this time, or try to pace myself to make it last longer.  No... Lisa was
going to get what she deserved, and most likely wanted.

    With a growl, I pulled my cock out from within her well-soaked slit
and aimed it right at her heaving breasts.  Lisa's brown eyes opened
wide, somewhat in shock, as the first blast of cum shot out and landed
right between the silken valley of her breasts.

    Lisa's body writhed in lust as she tried to scoot down on the bed,
with her mouth open.  It was obvious where she wanted the next blast.
But I felt like teasing her a bit (she's teased me countless times in
the past), so I lowered my aim and once again, sprayed her breasts.

    I felt one more major explosion within me, and it was about ready to
be set off.  I knew I had to give it her mouth... even though she likes
having cum shots on her breasts, all over her body really, it was very
apparent at this time that she wanted it in her mouth.

    But Lisa beat me to the punch, as she sprang like a cat and covered
my shaft with her lips.  Once those beguiling brown eyes of hers rolled
upward to look at me, I lost it.  The third and final big explosion took
place... right where my lady wanted it.  Several smaller squirts, I felt,
were deposited into her mouth and right down her greedy little throat.

    I fell down onto the mattress and sighed in the aftermath, but then
realized that Lisa's mouth was still attached to my cock.  She soon
started licking it, cleaning it once again.  This time, she cleared away
all of the cum.  And then, I watched in amazement as she scraped the
juices off of her breasts and from within her cleavage with her fingers,
only to place them in her mouth and suck down the liquid.

    Ahh, my sexy little Sperm Bank.


    Much like the evening before, the night did not end after our first
encounter.  No... the night had just begun!  Whether I was re-charged or
not, I don't know where I got the strength, especially considering what
I had been through the evening before.  But nonetheless, we made love at
least five more times, and maybe up to ten times.  I lost count.  But
that didn't matter.  Nothing mattered, except for the two of us.


    As for the rest of our mini-vacation, we slept late and then had the
complimentary breakfast on Sunday morning, before checking out of the
hotel and taking the tram to the landing dock.  There, it was back onto
the coastal shuttle, and the return to our nomral lives in California.
We sat at a rooftop table, catching some sunrays while holding hands,
engaging in one of our world-famous conversations.

    Life is wonderful.


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