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The following story deals with themes of explicit sex.  If you're not
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For the Love of Amy - 

Chapter 1

     It was two years since I last saw Amy, a long time for lovers to be apart.  Far, 
far too long.  I had my luggage in a sack, slung over my shoulder, and I walked 
nervously to her apartment door.  I knocked.
     She slowly opened the door, smiled and said, "Hey, stranger."  Her long, 
blonde hair cascaded around her porcelain-like face and on her shoulders.  Her 
cheeks were as pink as the last time as I saw them, and her smile was as broad 
as the St. Lawrence River.  Her eyes were a deep brown, and very sensual.  She 
wore a white, collared, button-down shirt, tucked in neatly in her deep blue jeans.  
The top button was undone, however her cleavage could not be seen.  Her figure 
was also as I remembered it, picture perfect.  She also happened to be wearing 
the tan boots I gave her for her birthday.
     I dropped my luggage, and walked toward her with arms out to reach her.  She 
approached me.  We embraced for a long time.
     "Oh, Chad," she whispered in my ear, "it's so good to see you."  She was 
starting to shed a small tear.
     I tried a feeble attempt to settle her down.  "Shhhh, it's okay, Amy, I'm here."  I 
kissed her tenderly on her pink cheek.
     She calmed down, then she pecked me on the lips.  I had almost forgotten 
what her kisses tasted like.  We kissed again, but this time our lips parted, and 
our tongues became intertwined involuntarily, as if the two years hardly passed.
     She broke the kiss and said, "Um, well come on in, let me close the door."  As 
she closed the door, she said, "We have a LOT of catching up to do!"
     The dinner she prepared was fantastic.  We talked about each others' careers, 
where we were going in them, and how we might be closer together.  Amy was 
very special to me, she was my one and only true love.  I wanted to marry her 
very soon, but she wanted to establish herself financially first, and get a chance to 
be on her own.  She loved me with all her heart, and promised that nothing would 
ever come between us.  Nothing ever did, and we didn't think anything would.  
Ever.
     We sat on her sofa, her right hand was in my left hand, her head was on my 
shoulder.  I could smell her perfume wafting through the air.  I recognized it as the 
perfume she wore on our first date.  It was on that night I declared my undying 
love for her.
     The television was on, but we weren't paying attention to what was on.  I put 
my left arm around her, and kissed her willowy hair.  She turned to me and 
smiled.
     "You know," she said "kissing is a lot more fun when the other person joins 
in..."
     We leaned toward each other and kissed lightly, then deeper, then once again 
our tongues were seemingly inseparable.
     We continued to kiss, while she leaned back and I leaned forward.  We 
embraced.  Our passion grew and grew within us as we started groping at each 
other.
     She broke off the kiss and motioned me to ease off her.  She reached for the 
buttons on her shirt and started to button down.  Slowly, one by one, each button 
popped revealing more of her beautiful skin.  She got to the last button, untucked 
her shirt, and pulled off most of it to reveal her neatly clasped bra, which exposed 
her cleavage in full view.
     I took a moment to drink in her beauty, taking in her full breasts, her eyes, her 
smile. I then buried myself in her cleavage, kissing her and licking her.  Her 
breathing became harder, as well as my own genitalia, and I felt her chest press 
into my face.  I squeezed one of her nipples, and she squealed with delight.  
"Ohhh, baby," she cooed.  I continued fondling her, alternating between each 
breast.
     She gently pushed me off, made me sit up, and stood in front of me, smiling all 
the while.  Her shirt dropped to the floor.  She reached in back of her, and undid 
the clasp of her bra.  It fell, leaving her mammaries to swing freely, firmly, yet 
softly.  She then unbuttoned her jeans, unzipped them, then slowly pushed them 
down.  She kicked them off, and all that remained were her white, pristine 
panties.  I couldn't help but smile in return, as I felt a stir between my legs.
     "Have I told you how beautiful you are?" I inquired.
     "Of course, my love."
     She then approached me, and pulled off my sweater and undershirt.  She 
kneeled down, and removed my sneakers and socks.  While kneeling, she 
unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped them.  "Stand up, dear," she huskily said.  Still 
kneeling, she slowly pulled off my jeans.
     Finally she stood up, and there we were, standing, me in my briefs, and her in 
her panties, nothing more.  I trembled inside, with both passion and fear, yet 
there was nothing to fear.  Amy, the love of my life, was with me, and we were 
about to share the one thing that make lovers as close together as they possibly 
could.
     We embraced and she could feel the stiffness in my pelvic area on her pelvic 
area.  She moaned, and she was starting to become moist, which I felt seeping 
slightly through her panties.
     She nibbled my ear, then took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.  
Amy got into bed first, and while underneath the covers, she tossed out her damp 
panties.  She smiled, and said, "Next?"
     I joined her underneath the sheets, and removed my briefs.  I tried to toss 
them out, but her feet were kicking mine, playfully, and preventing me from doing 
so.  She giggled, and I kissed her.  She made a remark about how cute I was, 
then let me toss the briefs on top of her panties.
     We laid down, and our arms intertwined with our bodies, we embraced, side 
by side, and kissed, passionately, and with tremendous energy.  I felt a yearning 
deep in the pit of my stomach, and I was sure she felt it, too.  Between kisses, 
she let out small gasps.  "Oh, Chad... Oh... stuff meee..."  By now my penis was 
extremely firm, and ready.
     I rolled on top of her, and held myself at that position, ready to enter her 
vagina.  She looked at me, again she smiled, and trembled a little.  I paused to 
look into her eyes.  She was so beautiful, like looking directly into the eyes of an 
angel.  I watched her chest heave in rhythm to her respiration.  I mouthed the 
words "I love you," then put the tip of my penis at the lips of her wet vagina.
     She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and let out a long exhale, 
"Ohhhhhhh....."   I pushed, slowly at first, watching her face wince and twitch, as 
her moist love box surrounded me.
     "Oh, Chad, uhh..."
     She moaned a little with each gentle push.  It felt good, her moist, lubricated 
flesh was around my member.
     "Oh, Chad.. yes.. don't stop.."
     When I was completely inside her, I paused once again to gaze upon her 
beauty.  My penis was well buried within her, it felt good to have her surround me 
once again.  She was panting, and managed to say "I love you, too," between 
pants.
     I buried my face in her left shoulder as she pushed her head back into her 
pillow.  I began to thrust, ever so slowly, her wetness surrounding me on each 
thrust, and she copied my rhythm.  We both let out moans of pleasure on each 
thrust.
     "Oh, Chad... uhh... yes.. Chad.. baby.."
     "Yes, Amy, ohh... ohh... yes..."
     "Don't stop, don't stop, yes!"
     My thrusts gradually became stronger, slipping fluidly within her, as her moans 
became louder.
     "Yes!  Yes!  Oh God, yes!"
     She almost drowned out my own noise.  Soon, we were at a very rapid pace, 
and her legs were wrapped tightly around me to hold on.  She screamed loudly, 
as her vaginal juices came around my penis.
     "CHAD!  YES!  BABY!  OHHH!  DO IT!  YYYESS!"
     "AMY!  YES!  UHHHH!"
     My glands swelled, and I shot a large burst of my semen into her.  Then 
another.  And another.  The bursts continued for an immeasurable amount of 
time.
     "CHAAAAAAD!"
     "AAAAMY!"
     We both orgasmed simultaneously, beautifully, like graceful dancers on the 
stage.
     Our breathing became more relaxed, and we calmed down.  My penis became 
supple, and removed itself as I rolled off my lover, next to her.
     I then turned to her and said,  "Amy, I love you very much, and I will never 
leave your side."
     "Oh, Chad," she spoke, and smiled as a tear ran down her pink cheek.  "I.. I 
love you, too."
     We slept in each other's arms until morning.  I was on my back, my eyes 
fluttered opened, and I had a strange, wet sensation.  Amy was not alongside me, 
but 'neath the covers, her face close to my now limp love tool, which was covered 
with a thin layer of saliva.  She smiled and said, "Good morning..."
     She then put her lips around the head of my penis, and almost immediately it 
began to become aroused.  Her tongue bathed it, as she took in more of me.  Her 
head bobbed, I became extremely stiff.  I closed my eyes and felt her lips up and 
down my entire shaft, her tongue continued to provide the lubrication she needed.  
Once in a while, she swirled her tongue around my rod, then her lips engulfed it.
     "A.. Amy.."
     She knew I was getting to the ecstasy point, that's when she released her 
mouth, raised her head, straddled me, then protruded her tongue into my mouth, 
and embraced me.  She guided her pleasure tunnel to my penis, and I felt her 
vaginal juices surround me once again.
     She was in control, she thrust on me with fierce determination, my penis felt 
her surround me.  She was wet, sensual, sexual, ravishing...
     She arched her back, and raised her head.  "Ohhhhhhhhh!!!"  She orgasmed 
first.  She continued to pump me, until it was my time to come.
     My glands were swelling once again, just like the night before, only this time it 
was fiercer.  I exploded inside of her as she came one more time.  She collapsed 
on top of me.
     The rest of the morning was not easy, because, once again, I was in my street 
clothes, and my sack was over my shoulder.
     "So," she said, standing there in her silk robe, "um, how long this time?"
     "Don't know.  Not long I hope."
     "That's what you said last time."
     "I know, I know.."
     Her hands were on her hips, and gave me a look that said I-need-to-know-
now-mister.
     "Amy," I paused for a few seconds, "I will always be ready for you.  No matter 
what, I will never leave you, I will wait for you, whenever that time comes."
     She sniffed, and her eyes began to swell with moisture.  "Chad, you know that 
I feel the same way about you.  Yes, when the time comes, I will let you know.... 
oh, Chad, I love you!"
     She threw her arms around me, and I returned her embrace, dropping my 
sack.  We hugged, kissed, then kissed for the last time, passionately, with fire, as 
our mouths seemingly ate each other, tongue on tongue, lip to lip.  The kiss 
ended.

     We parted, I picked up my sack, and headed for the door.

 

Chapter 2

     Six months passed since I last saw Amy.  I did not want to wait as long as I did 
last time.  This time, she came to see me in my apartment.  The doorbell rang.
     I slowly opened the door, smiled and said, "Hey, stranger!"  A feeling of deja 
vu came over her, and she smiled, how I loved to see her smile.  Her blonde hair 
was in a pony tail, and her smile accented her pink cheeks.  She wore gray 
sweatpants and a gray sweatshirt.  She flung her suitcase on the sofa, then ran to 
me.  Next her arms flung around my body, and she showered me with kisses.  I 
hugged her in return, feeling that beautiful figure once again.
     I kissed her on the lips, then nodded to the open door.
     "Ok, Chad, I'll let you close it!"
     Over dinner, we talked about the future again.  It was only six months since 
our last encounter, but before that it was two years.  We discussed how we could 
even shorten the length of time to less than six months.
     We found ourselves on the couch, arm in arm, watching a romantic movie.  
The film put me in the mood, and I could tell Amy was, too.  On occasion, the 
scent of her perfume got to me.
     The movie ended, she released her embrace, then sat up.  I didn't know what 
to expect then, but imagine my surprise when she removed her sweatpants to 
reveal black stockings underneath!  She gave me a coquettish look, then pulled 
up her sweatshirt a little to reveal her garters and small, black panties which were 
cut high on the thigh.  She pulled up her shirt more, slowly... at first I saw her flat 
stomach, then I then saw her beautiful black lace bra, which barely covered her 
breasts.  Her cleavage was in full bloom, and the bra supported her well.  She 
removed the shirt, then smiled.  Amy reached behind her hair to let her ponytail 
out.  She shook her head, and I could only stare in awe and amazement of my 
beautiful lover who sat before me.  Her hair cascaded about her shoulders, and 
was longer than I last remembered it.
     She motioned for me to remain still, then got off the couch and kneeled in front 
of me.
     She unzipped and unbuttoned my jeans, I raised myself a little, then she 
pushed them down to my thighs.  She then pushed down my briefs, exposing my 
genitalia.  Her lips locked onto it, bathing it with her tongue.  Her tongue swirled 
around me with sexual vigor, as if driven by an outside force.  In my heart, I knew 
what was driving her.
     She didn't let up, I put my hands on her head and steadied her pace as I felt 
her wet lips bob on my shaft.  My glands twitched, then twitched some more.  I 
felt I was about to come, and I did come!  My spurts of semen went into Amy's 
mouth, and I didn't want to stop.  Spurt after spurt, she swallowed it all.  Some 
spilled to the side, and she licked it clean.  At least she cleaned as much as she 
could. 
     She looked up at me, and smiled.  She slowly rose toward me, then kissed 
me, our tongues met and I could taste my own semen.
     "Amy," I said, "Now it's my turn..."
     I stood up, and she laid down on the couch.  I removed the remains of my 
clothing, and stood stark naked before her.  I then kissed her on the lips, laying 
myself on top of her.  My lips made their way down her neck, her breasts... I 
gently squeezed one on my way down, and she let out a high moan.
     "Ohhhhh...."
     I then traveled down her torso, licked her navel, and finally put my nose on her 
panties, right in front of her love box.  I reached behind and squeezed her ass as 
my nose nuzzled her covered muff.  Her panties were outside the garters, so it 
was easy for my hands to gently pull them down.
     "Ohh, yess, Chad..."
     I began my licking around her vaginal opening, her pubic hair tickled my nose.  
She squealed with delight.
     "Oooooh, babeee, babeee...."
     Her vaginal lips were beginning to swell, and I could see the lubricants begin 
to glisten.  I nervously swallowed my own saliva and plunged my tongue into 
between her labia.
     "OHHHH!!  CHAD!!!"
     My tongue worked feverishly within her, her juices flowed around my mouth, 
her hips were swaying, and my hands were squeezing her ass in an attempt to 
steady her movement.  Her moans became louder as she gyrated in my face.  
Suddenly, all at once her fluids burst upon me.
     "OHHhhhh... yes... stuff me..."
     I eagerly lapped up her love juice, then crawled back up where my face met 
hers.  We kissed, and she could taste herself on my tongue.  I thought I could 
taste my semen as well.
     Amy looked at me, and purred, "Mmmm, that was wonderful...."
     "You were wonderful, yourself, my love."
     "Chad, I love you," she said, as she moved her hands to my now erect and 
slippery penis.  She guided it into her now drenched love hole.
     "I love you too, Amy."
     My penis entered her fluidly, effortlessly.  I thrust into her over and over again.  
She squealed, I moaned, and we drove ourselves to ecstasy again.  We 
orgasmed simultaneously, my semen spurted inside her for several minutes.  I 
then collapsed on top of her, and slept in that position for the rest of the night.
     Morning came, and my erection was no more.  My member removed itself 
from my lover.  After a shower and breakfast, I had a surprise for Amy.  We were 
sitting on the couch again.
     "Amy, I have something I must ask you."
     "Yes?"
     "This isn't going to be easy."
     She smiled.  "Well, just say it!"
     I then held out a small box, then opened it to reveal a gold ring.
     "Amy, will you marry me?"
     She began to cry, then threw her arms around me, sobbing.  I consoled her, 
patted her on the back.  I gave her a tissue, and she tried to speak, but her words 
were choked up.
     "Oh, Chad... this is... the most happiest day of my life... I... I... waited for this 
day for so long.  Yes, yes, I want to spend the rest of my life with you... yes, 
Chad, I will marry you!"
     We kissed for a long time.  We couldn't wait for that day to come.  However, 
we would have to wait for some time.  That afternoon, I watched her leave my 
apartment building outside my window.
     When I turned around to return to my couch, I saw something red on it that 
caught my eye.  It was her purse.

 

Chapter 3
 
     A year later, we were married.  The wedding was a tremendous success.  Just 
a small gathering, with a few of our relatives.  Amy was dressed beautifully, white, 
lacy dress, high-cut, with many surprises underneath.  Her stockings and heels 
were white, but one could only guess if there she was wearing a garter or a teddy.
     Our honeymoon was in Acapulco, a very romantic setting.  We arrived still in 
our wedding clothes, since we went directly from the ceremony to the airport.
     At the hotel, I carried her in my arms over the threshold.  I realize it was a bit 
old fashioned, but I was feeling sentimental, and Amy really enjoyed it.  She 
smiled at me, and her pink cheeks were pinker than usual.  I put her down, and 
gazed upon her beauty, her dress hugged her waist and hips, showing her 
voluptuous body.
     "Oh, Chad," she said, as she looked out the window, "Isn't it simply gorgeous 
outside?"
     "Yes, it is."
     We both sat on the bed, next to each other, and we looked out at the beaches, 
the sunlight, the clear skies...
     She looked at me and said, "There's no reason for us to leave the hotel, you 
know..."
     She put her arm around me, put her lips on mine, and started to open her 
mouth.  I began to reach up for her breast.  Our kiss grew deeper, as our tongues 
playfully danced with one another.  I continued to fondle her breast through the 
dress.
     We laid down on the bed, our lips continuously locked.  I rolled on top of her, 
still squeezing her breast.  I began to kiss her neck, and she started to let out a 
little moan.  Suddenly, I heard a voice that shouted, "Hey!"
     The entire scene stopped, as if a motion picture was paused.  The voice 
spoke again.  It sounded female, and piercing.
     "Hey, Chad!"
     I stood up, and everything, including Amy, was frozen as a statue.
     "Who is it?"
     "Chad, are you writing more garbage for alt.sex.stories?"
     "What the hell are you talking about?"
     "You know what I mean.  You're so wrapped up in yourself you've forgotten 
what it was like to interact with a real woman!"
     "Look, who is this," I stammered.  At that point, my surroundings had no color, 
they were all shades of gray, except for myself.  Everything was still motionless.
     "Sorry, Chad, but this little fantasy of yours is over."
     Suddenly, everything melted away into nothingness.  My clothing melted into 
jeans and a t-shirt.
     I sat in front of the terminal in the north campus lab and hit the space bar.  
Text scrolled on the screen, I recognized it as English, but I didn't know what it 
meant.  I sighed.
     I tapped a few keys, then entered "logout."  Finally, I walked away from the 
terminal.
 
 The End




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