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I did _not_ write this story - I'm reposting it in reponse to a request
from assd. This story had a real danger of sinking into obscurity - the
present posting is derived from the single complete copy of it on
Dejanews (from 1996, reposted by Lurker).
Enjoy!
- Apuleius
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SCANDIA
A Swedish Rhapsody
By Day Dreamer
When Neil saw her across the room, he immediately knew
she was the woman he had dreamed of all his life. Even though she
was not especially beautiful in the traditional sense, her total
appearance--the shape of her face, the way she dressed, and the
very way she held her body erect and straight--was very striking.
She wore her hair short, molded in a soft, golden crown that
accented her facial features. She seemed to be wearing little
make-up, and there was a conspicuous lack of even simple
adornments like ear rings and necklace.
Even so, there was nothing plain about her. Her conversation
was animated, with her eyes flashing and emotions flowing across
her face in an everchanging cascade. And when she smiled, it was
like rays of summer sunshine--a natural, easy smile that said she
knew who she was and was comfortable with that person.
Neil felt compelled to meet her, to at least be able to give
a name to the person who attracted him so strongly. Working his
way through the crowd to her, he looked closely at her left hand
to see if she were wearing a wedding band. Till now, all the
women who appealed to him were married, and he was fearful that
she would be just another of his disappointments. He felt a surge
of relief when he saw that her lack of jewelry included her ring
finger.
As Neil approached her, it was almost as if some fate were
working in his favor. The several people she had been talking
with turned and left her, and she was left alone, with an empty
space around her. As though she sensed his presence and interest,
she turned toward Neil and met his eyes with her own. He was
almost startled by their blueness. They weren't an ordinary blue,
but a light, icy blue, like one sees when looking into a
frozen-over pond. Her skin appeared to be lightly tanned and
spoke of outdoor activities, and it had a glow to it that
indicated good health and exercise.
Up close now, Neil could see that she was slender--not thin
in an over-dieted, too-sleek way--but slender in the way some
fully developed young women sometimes are. Although probably not
much larger than most women's, on her slight frame her firm,
outthrust breasts were very pronounced and immediately drew one's
attention.
As Neil took a step toward her to introduce himself, she
smiled at him, a broad smile that seemed intended to disarm him,
to encourage him to close the personal distance between them. He
smiled back and said, "Hello, I'm Neil Amundsen."
Putting out her hand to be shaken, she smiled and said,
"Neil Amundsen? Do I detect a touch of Scandinavia there? Well,
Neil Amundsen, I'm Onny Olsen, fairly recently of Sweden." Her
hand was firm in his and he couldn't help but hold it a little
tighter, feeling her soft yet firm flesh against his own. He
hadn't just held hands with a girl since he was a teenager, but
he felt he could stand hours of merely holding and stroking this
woman's hand. Onny laughed with a pleasant musical sound, and
said, "Ah, a hand-holder. I like that. Neil Amundsen, I think I'm
going to like you."
"I hope you do like me," Neil answered. "From the moment I
saw you across the room, I felt compelled to meet you. It was
like I had no choice in the matter--it was like some force got
behind me and pushed me over here."
Onny gave him a solemn look and said, "You know, usually I
would just laugh at a line like that or dismiss you as some kind
of an impossibly romantic nut-case, but when I saw YOU over
there, I had exactly that same sort of feeling. If you hadn't
come over here to meet me, I would have had to find you and
introduce myself." Onny laughed then and continued, "Are we both
nut-cases?"
Neil grinned, somewhat wryly, and said, "I don't know. If
something like this had happened with someone else, I confess
that I might be tempted to say, `Ah, my little apple strudel, fly
away with me to the Casbah.' But you aren't someone else, and
somehow, those don't seem like the right words to say. All I know
is that I've been searching a long time for someone like you. And
now that I've found you, I want to know more about you. No, not
more, I want to know ALL about you."
"Well, it's not that interesting a story, but I'm willing to
tell you about me. But it has to be trade-about. I want to know
about you, too. If I tell you about Onny Olsen, you have to tell
me about Neil Amundsen. Is that a deal?"
"Deal," Neil said, still holding her hand, but almost
caressing it now that he knew she welcomed it.
"We sure can't talk here, not in this crowd. Why don't we go
some place that's more private--and a whole lot quieter."
"I'm with you on that. Any suggestions?" Neil said.
"Do you have a car?" Neil nodded his head. "Good, 'cause I
don't." Smiling a little shyly, she continued, "Would you
consider me terribly forward if I invited you to my place? It's
small, but it's only a few blocks from here."
"I would just feel extremely flattered that you would ask."
Taking her drink from her hand, he said, "Let me get rid of our
glasses and we'll leave right now." After setting the glasses
down, Neil took her hand again, and holding hands like two
children-lovers, they caught the elevator down to the garage.
Neil and Onny made little conversation on the way to her
place. Other than giving him directions, Onny seemed almost
subdued, showing a solemnity altogether different from the
effervescence she had displayed earlier. Neil, too, remained
quiet. It was almost as if a magic spell of silence had been cast
over them, with each sensing that something special was occurring
and not wanting to risk spoiling the moment by saying something
inappropriate.
That the evening was special was evident by Neil's being
able to find a parking place right in front of Onny's apartment
building. Neil broke the silence by saying, "Can you imagine luck
like this--a parking place, and right in front."
Onny laughed softly and in a quiet voice said, "Right now, I
can imagine almost anything. Can't you?"
"Yes, I think I know what you mean. Strange things have been
happening, haven't they?"
Onny and Neil went inside the building and rode the elevator
up to her floor. As they approached one of the doors, Onny said,
"This is my place, here. Let me unlock the door." She unlocked
the door, and after reaching inside to turn on a light, opened
the door wide and went in. Turning back around, she said,
"Welcome to my humble abode, Mr. Neil Amundsen. Come in, please."
Neil entered and closed the door behind him. He and Onny
were now standing face to face, only a few inches apart. Onny
broke the silence and said, "One of the strangest things about
this evening is that here we are, total strangers for all
practical purposes, yet I feel like you're someone I've known all
my life. I've never reacted to a man this way before. You're the
first man, in fact, that I've ever invited up here."
"I felt exactly the same way about you," Neil responded.
"From the moment I laid eyes on you I knew that you had a special
meaning to me. I can't explain the feeling. I guess something
like this must be what novelists refer to as destiny. I don't
feel like you're a stranger at all--just as you do, I feel like
we've known each other for a long time."
Suddenly, without another word being spoken, they were in
each other's arms, each tightly embracing the other. They turned
their faces to each other, their mouths hungrily searching for
the other's. Neil pressed his lips against hers, first gently,
then more urgently. Their mouths opened and their tongues reached
out, coming into contact and then probing into each other's oral
depths. Onny pressed her body against Neil's, her groin thrust
hard against his. His manhood had already reacted to Onny's
nearness, and his erection bulged out the front of his trousers
and extended down his leg, a pulsating rod of hard male flesh.
Onny felt it and moaned softly, grinding her body against the
hard protrusion.
Onny broke the kiss and whispered, "Oh, God, Neil! What are
you doing to me? I've never reacted to a man like this before."
"I've never had anyone affect me like you you're doing right
now, either."
They gazed at each other with a sense of wonder and, both
moaning, they brought their wide-spread mouths back together.
Onny's hands roamed up and down Neil's back, caressing the hard
muscles of his shoulders and running up and down his spine. Her
fingers delved under his belt and then her whole hands were on
his bare flesh, pressing and kneading the cheeks of his buttocks.
Neil's hands were busy, too, stroking her back and then
moving down to the firm globes of her buttocks. He squeezed them
gently and rubbed them all over in circles that moved down to
where they curved back down and led into her most secret, most
feminine area. Cupping her firm globes in each hand, he pulled
her hips hard against his own, pressing her groin against the
hardness of his throbbing erection. She responded by moving her
hips in little circles, making tiny bump-and-grind motions
against Neil's rampant manhood. She growled softly, deep in her
throat, and worked her tongue in wild motions, probing and
thrusting into Neil' mouth, stroking his tongue, cheeks, and the
smooth, inner flesh of his lips.
Onny pulled her mouth from his and said, "God, Neil! I don't
know what's happened to me. I know we came up here to talk, but
right now I want more than anything else for you to make love to
me. No, that's not right--it's more than just a want. God, Neil,
I absolutely NEED for us to make love!" She thrust her groin and
pressed her vulval area against his bulging erection. "I can feel
how hard you are. You need it as bad I do, don't you?"
"I've never been so turned-on in my whole life. Oh, God,
yes, Onny, I need you. I need to make love to you."
Onny slipped out of his embrace, and without saying another
word, took his hand into hers and led him through a doorway into
her bedroom. There, in the dim light, she stepped away from him
and started unbuttoning her dress. "Get naked with me, Neil. I
want to see all of you. I want to touch you all over. I want to
make love to every part of you. Let's not have anything between
us, not even a scrap of clothing."
Onny's actions had already aroused Neil's passion to fever
pitch, but her words made it flare even higher. Without a word,
he started removing his clothing, rapidly casting off garments
just as Onny was doing. Soon he was down to just his briefs and
Onny was left with just her low-cut bikini panties. He realized
from seeing her near-naked body that his perception of her being
slender wasn't altogether true. She was thin, yes, but there was
a lushness to the flare of her hips and slight roundedness of her
belly that was completely womanly. Where most women's thighs come
together and meet at their sexual juncture, the top of Onny's
thighs were separated by about a two-inch gap. Neil could hardly
wait to see her without those panties so that he could see what
filled that space between her legs.
Instead of taking off her panties, Onny stepped up to Neil
and ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, stroking lightly
with her fingertips. "You're really good looking, Neil. You've
got a great body." Her fingers stroked lower, down across his
stomach and to the top of his Jockey shorts. She moved one hand
downward and ran a fingertip along the length of Neil's hard
cock. In its rigid state, Neil's cock had extended upward, almost
coming out the top of his shorts, and had a small damp spot
covering its hidden crown. "I want to see ALL of your body,
though," she said, and taking both hands, she pulled Neil's
shorts down to the middle of his thighs.
As the shorts came down, Neil's cock sprung out, seven
inches of hard male flesh extending straight outward from his
groin. A coating of his pre-seminal fluid covered its head and
glistened in the dimly lit bedroom. Onny whispered, "Yes, you
really do have a great body, ALL of it." She ran a finger through
the wetness covering the head of Neil's cock and then moved down
and lightly touched the sensitive underportion of his glans. Neil
gasped, drawing in his breath in reaction to the pleasure the
touch brought. Onny fell to her knees and drew Neil's shorts all
the way to the floor and then off his feet. She then grasped
Neil's cock in her hands and slowly and lovingly licked her
tongue all over its head and up and down its length. He put his
hands on her head and moaned in ecstasy as waves of pleasure
flowed across his midsection.
Onny stood and backed up and lay down on her bed. She put
her hands to the top of her panties, pushing them down slightly.
"Here, you take these off for me, please."
"A labor of love, if ever there were one," Neil said,
stepping up to the bed and reaching out for her panties. He could
see a damp spot in their crotch and could smell the aroma of her
arousal as it wafted up from the dampened fabric. Onny lifted her
buttocks to help him remove the wisp of blue fabric, and as he
drew it down, her pubic hair appeared. He saw that she was a true
blonde, with a covering of very fine, straight hair covering all
the area between her legs.
As Neil pulled Onny's panties off her legs, he could see
that she had beautiful long legs, with firm thighs. Those thighs
culminated in the space between her legs. Nestled in that space,
Onny's sex was completed on display for Neil's examination. She
had wide, prominent labial lips, and they were gaping slightly
apart, revealing the moist inner recesses of her vulva. That she
was thoroughly aroused was evident from the protrusion of her
clitoris, an erected button of flesh showing between the wet lips
of her sex.
"God, Onny, but you're beautiful. You're body is simply
stunning. You leave no doubt that you are a woman."
"Neil, I hope you realize that this isn't my normal
behavior. I don't just strip off for every man I meet. Somehow,
though, I want you to see all of me, to know me inside and out,
to know me in both the literal and the Biblical sense."
"Whatever it is, I'm glad it's happening," Neil said. "It's
very much like a dream coming true." He put his hands down to her
breasts and cupped them lightly. "You're breasts are magnificent.
What does it say about Sheba's breasts in the Song of Solomon?
Pomegranates? Yes, your breasts are like sweet pomegranates." He
lowered his head down and took one of her nipples in his mouth
and sucked gently on it, swirling his tongue around the areola
that circled it. He softly kneaded the other breast as he made
oral love to the one in his mouth.
Onny arched her back up to Neil's mouth, pressing her breast
up to his oral ministrations. "Oh, that's so good. Pomegranates
they may be, but they love this kind of treatment. My whole body
loves this kind of treatment."
Neil took his mouth away from Onny's breast and, extending
his tongue, he drew a line down her abdomen, all the way down to
her navel. He delved his tongue into the little indentation in
her belly and swirled it around in circles. From there he traced
a wet line down her slightly rounded belly. The white flesh of
her abdomen shuddered and jerked as he lightly circled the soft
bulge of her belly with his tongue. Working lower, he brought his
tongue down to where it came into contact with Onny's soft,
silken pubic fur, tracing around its edges. She moaned and
squirmed her hips in reaction to the pleasurable sensations
Neil's mouth was evoking. With his mouth so close to her vagina,
Onny lifted her hips to his mouth, offering up her wet, pouting
sexual labia for his favors. She moaned and her hips trembled in
anticipation of the pleasures his mouth and tongue would soon
bring to the very core of her sexuality.
Neil spread Onny's thighs apart and gazed into the gaping
flesh between them. Her large, labial lips were engorged and
darkened with the passion of her arousal. Her swollen clitoris
was clearly visible at the top of her furrow, the sheath
that covered it partly pulled back as a result of its erected
state. Near the bottom of her wide-spread vulva, he could
detect the darkened opening to her vagina, the entrance into
the hot inner flesh of her belly. The whole area was
glistening and slick from Onny's feminine secretions, and their
aroma was heady, with a muskiness that pushed Neil's ardor to
even greater heights. Unable to wait any longer, Neil pulled
Onny's legs apart and, falling to knees, he buried his face in
her succulent wetness.
Using the broad, flat surface of his tongue, Neil stroked
Onny's furrow from top to bottom. He licked the inside of each of
her labial lips and swirled his tongue in little circles around
the bulging protrusion of her clitoris. "Oh, God, Neil, that's so
good," Onny said, thrusting her hips toward his mouth. Moving her
hips in little circles, Onny ground her wide-open sex against
Neil's mouth. She whimpered soft little "Ummnn" sounds of
pleasure as he lovingly applied his tongue and mouth to her wet
flesh.
Working his way lower, Neil found the opening into Onny's
vagina and, rolling his tongue into a tube, he thrust it as far
as it would reach into the hot, tight confines of her love
tunnel. Onny reacted to this action by shoving her hips against
his mouth and muttering, "Oh, yes, yes. That's so good."
Neil continued this action with his tongue, shoving it in
and out of Onny's hot pussy, using it like a miniature cock and
fucking her with his tongue. Onny put her feet down on the bed,
and using her legs for leverage, thrust her pussy against Neil's
tongue each time it delved inside her. He put his hands under her
buttocks and pulled her wetness even tighter against his face,
squirming his tongue even deeper inside her. Onny's internal
muscles massaged and squeezed his tongue as he swirled it around
and around inside her steaming grotto of love. A continuous flow
of "umnns" came from Onny as he made oral love to her feminine
opening.
Judging from the increasing flow of Onny's love juices, Neil
could tell that her arousal was mounting higher and higher. Even
mixed with his saliva, Onny's copious sexual secretions were
making the inside of her vagina so slippery that his tongue was
able to push in and out with ease. Her hips were in constant
movement, and Neil could feel the muscles in her buttocks clench
and unclench as he ravished her sexual flesh with his mouth and
tongue.
Neil pulled his tongue from out of her vaginal canal and
moved it up to the top of the wet and flowing channel. It
traveled up until it met her clitoris and then dove down on it.
Like a cat lapping up milk, Neil stroked his tongue across the
surface of Onny's little love nubbin, stroking it with
up-and-down and circular motions. Uncaring about how obscene the
noise might be, he made slurping, liquid sounds as he lapped and
sucked on Onny's tender little bud. Onny's whole pelvis quivered
in reaction to Neil's love-making, and she emitted a continual
"ooohhhhhhh" as her ecstasy intensified.
Suddenly, Onny's buttocks clenched up hard in Neil's hands,
and he felt convulsions run through her abdomen. She screamed,
"Oh, God, Neil! Oh, Neil! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Onny's whole body shook
and trembled as orgasm seized and wracked her. She clamped her
thighs hard against the side of Neil's face and pumped her hips
up and down against his mouth, moving with a frenzied fucking
motion as she shoved her whole pussy and clitoris against Neil's
pleasure-giving mouth.
Spasms and convulsive tremors shook Onny's body as orgasmic
pleasure flowed over her. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on, and
only gradually did its effects diminish. Finally, the little
tremors and quivers ceased and she lowered her hips back down to
the bed. She lay there, her whole body limp and relaxed, eyes
closed, still breathing in a labored fashion. Neil watched her
and thought that there was nothing more beautiful than a woman
experiencing the languorous afterglow of orgasm.
Onny's breathing finally returned to normal and she opened
her eyes and looked lovingly at Neil as he knelt at her feet.
"Thank you, Mr. Neil Amundsen. I don't have the ability to
describe in words how good that was. I felt like I was
transported. I haven't had an orgasm in a long time, and I can't
begin to tell you how good that was for me. Thank you, Neil."
"You don't have to thank me, Onny. I enjoyed it, too, you
know. If you got pleasure from it, that just makes it doubly good
for me."
Onny laughed and said, "Well, maybe you did get pleasure
from it, but I intend to see that you get a whole lot more."
Raising herself up, Onny got on her hands and knees in the middle
of the bed. "Come up here and get on the bed. Now it's my turn to
get pleasure from doing you."
Neil got on the bed and stretched out on his back. His rigid
cock stood straight up from his body, like a mast on a sailing
vessel. Its head was red and inflamed with lust and pre-come
covered it and flowed down the shaft. Onny spread his legs apart
and scooted up between them so that she could look down upon his
hard and quivering manhood. She reached out a hand and wrapped it
around the wet, slick shaft. "Oh, just look at the condition of
Neil's cock. Poor baby. Neil needs to come, too," she cooed as
she gently squeezed the rock-hard flesh.
Onny took her other hand and rubbed her fingertips across
the head of Neil's cock, spreading his pre-seminal flow around
and around it. When her fingers moved across the ultra-sensitive
underside, lightly stroking his glans, Neil gasped and thrust his
hips upward. "Yes, Neil's cock likes that, doesn't it? Let's see
how it likes this." Dropping her head down, Onny stuck out her
tongue and softly stroked it across the glans where her fingers
had just been. Neil's stomach muscles trembled in reaction and a
soft moan escaped his lips.
Growling deeply in her throat, Onny took Neil's cock head in
her mouth and then plunged her mouth downward, engulfing over
half his cock. Her tongue swirled around it and stroked over its
head and then gently laved his glans. She slowly raised her head,
allowing his cock to escape her mouth inch by slow inch. Her
cheeks caved in as she applied suction to the hard shaft of
Neil's masculinity. She raised her head until only the head
remained between her lips and then she dropped it back down, once
again taking Neil's cock within the warm interior of her oral
cavity. She continued her up-and-down strokes, applying suction
to Neil's cock as it pulsated within her mouth. Neil was now
meeting each of her downward strokes with an upward thrust of his
hips. He groaned in ecstasy as the pleasure of Onny's oral love
built higher and higher. Half moaning, Neil said, "Oh, God, Onny.
I'm getting real close. If you keep that up, you're gonna have a
mouthful of come."
Neil's words of caution served only to make her intensify
her actions. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft
and pumped it up and down in unison with the in-and-out motions
of her mouth. Having warned her, he gave himself up to the
pleasure she was giving him. He felt his orgasm coming nearer and
nearer, and even though he would have liked for the pleasure to
last forever, he could do nothing to delay it. He wanted to come,
to come in Onny's mouth and feel her tongue and mouth draw his
sperm from out of him.
Onny took her other hand and probed her fingers between the
cheeks of Neil's buttocks. She delved a finger in until she found
the little crinkled rosebud of his anus. She rubbed her finger in
little circles around his anal entrance, and that coupled with
her oral and hand actions, drove him over the peak. Groaning in
ecstasy, Neil thrust his groin upward, driving his cock fully
into Onny's mouth. He felt his cockhead enter her throat just as
his cock jerked and a spurt of semen shot out. Onny gulped and
swallowed the gush of come. She then pulled her mouth up and
swirled her tongue over the gushing head and down over the now
super-sensitive glans. The muscles of his stomach spasmed and his
cock continued to jerk and contract, each contraction causing a
new spurt of seminal fluid to shoot out into Onny's mouth.
Even though Neil gushed out large quantities of come, Onny
managed to swallow almost all of it and only a few dribbles
leaked from her lips and down his cock. When he finally stopped
spurting, Onny lowered her mouth all the way down on his shaft
and using her lips and tongue succeeded in recapturing all the
sperm that had escaped her mouth. Caught up in the languid
feeling of post-orgasm, Neil relaxed and said, "That's the best
it's ever been for me. If this is what heaven's like, I sure hope
that's where I'm going."
After ensuring she had cleaned Neil's cock of all his errant
sperm, Onny slowly drew her mouth off his now only half-hard cock
and sat up cross-legged beside him. She dropped her hands to his
chest and brushing her fingertips through his forest of hair
said, "Now that we've taken the edge off, tell me about Neil
Amundsen. I've never met a man who affects me the way you do, and
I want to know all about you."
Neil told Onny about how he had been brought up in Omaha
with just a sister as a sibling. He described his high school
days and his interest and participation in sports and athletics.
He told how he had gotten interested in English literature and
had gone to the University of Nebraska where he earned both
bachelor's and master's degrees in English. Wanting to see New
York City, he had come to NYU to work on his doctorate. After
receiving his doctor's degree in English, he was now teaching at
NYU and working on a degree in journalism. His goal was to become
an established writer and combine teaching and writing, his two
favorite pursuits.
He also told her he was twenty-eight years old, had never
been married, and, in fact, had never had a serious relationship
with a girl. To this time he had never found a girl with whom he
really felt completely compatible and would want to extend a
relationship.
All the time he had been talking, Onny's hands had been
working on his body. She had combed his chest hair with her
fingers and had gradually worked down and brushed and combed his
pubic hair. Responded to such treatment, Neil's cock quickly
recovered from its earlier half-hard state and was once again
rigidly hard, standing up proudly from his groin.
Sitting cross-legged like she was, Onny's feminine furrow
had gaped widely open, exposing the moist inner secrets of her
sex. While Onny had been stroking him, Neil had responded in
kind, moving his hand under her exposed pussy and running his
fingers up and down her wet sexual channel. He extended a finger
and probed into the tight confines of her vagina, feeling the
slick secretions that coated its inner surface. Onny's hips began
moving up and down, responded to Neil's digital probing. Their
passions which had been subdued by their recent oral
ministrations were now rapidly rising once more.
Neil continued stroking Onny's pussy and gazed into her
eyes. "When I saw you standing across the room from me at the
party, I felt something almost like electrical shock. Somehow or
other I believed that maybe I had finally come across the girl I
had been searching for so long. Now that I getting to know you
even better," he said with a wry smile, "I'm feeling more and
more that you are that one. I've never had an orgasm like the one
you gave me. It was like I poured out my complete soul in the
process."
Onny's hand had now wrapped around Neil's cock and she
stroked it up and down, her hand just lightly brushing against
his flesh. Although she had thoroughly cleaned his cock with her
mouth, it was once more wet, with pre-come flowing out in
response to her stroking. "I felt very similarly to you. I felt
immediately attracted," Onny said, continuing her manipulations
of his cock. Gazing down at Neil's throbbing cock, she continued,
"It looks right you're ready to pour your soul out again." She
ground herself against Neil's hand at work in her pussy and said,
" Oh, God, I'm ready, too."
Onny lowered her mouth to his and kissed him deeply, tongue
probing and working into all areas of his mouth. Neil could taste
the remains of his sperm in her mouth and knew that she could
taste the cream her pussy had given up. He was not at all
repelled by the taste. Indeed, the sensation inflamed his passion
even higher and added immensely to the unbridled lasciviousness
of their love-making.
Not breaking the kiss, Onny got on her knees and then
straddled Neil's waist. His cock was standing straight up and
pointed at Onny's pussy suspended over it. Reaching a hand under
her, she grasped Neil's cock and held it in place as she slowly
lowered his hips. Onny's warm wetness met Neil's as the head of
his cock probed into the folds of her pussy. She positioned his
cock just right so it nudged into her vaginal opening and then
lowered her hips so that it penetrated several inches into her
depths.
Neil felt Onny's slick secretions as she slowly, inch by
inch, lowered herself and engulfed his cock with her wet pussy
flesh. Her receptacle fit snugly around the circumference of his
hard cock and was warm with her wetness and internal heat. Neil
could hardly restrain from thrusting his hips upward so as to
hasten his cock's journey into Onny's hot channel. The pleasure
and anticipation of having his cock completely buried in Onny's
sexual flesh caused him to hold his breath as she completed her
journey downward. Onny moaned into Neil's mouth as she finally
bottomed out, her pubic hair intermeshing with his. Neil released
his pent-up breath and wrapped his arms around Onny's shoulders,
pulling her down to his chest so that her breasts crushed against
him and her belly rubbed across his. She put her arms around his
and embraced him as tightly as he was holding her. Their kiss
became even deeper and their mouths and tongues coupled in the
same way their lower bodies were.
Finally breaking the kiss so that their lips only lightly
touched, Onny squirmed her hips around, bringing her pussy into
tighter contact with the hard bone of his pubis, and whispered,
"Ummnn, that's so good, Neil. You fit me just perfectly and fill
me up completely. You're so hard--there's nothing inside me your
hardness isn't touching."
"I know," Neil said smiling. "I can feel how tight you are
on my cock. I thought what you did with your mouth was good, but
this is even better. As you know from what I told you, I'm not
all that experienced, but this is far and away better than
anything that's happened to me before."
Onny lifted herself up, slowly releasing Neil's cock from
its wet confines. Then she lowered herself again, her pussy
swallowing his cock into its warm, liquid cavity. "I want to ride
you, Neil. I want to ride up and down on your hard cock until you
shoot your sweet white man juice up inside me. I want us to come
like we've never come before in our lives."
Onny put her hands up alongside Neil's face and held his
head as she reengaged his mouth with hers, licking all around his
mouth and running her tongue under and behind his lips and down
into its depths. Neil stroked Onny's back and caressed the little
globes of her buttocks, following their movements as she moved
them up and down in the age-old motions of fucking. She took her
lips away from his and muttered, "Oh, God, I love your cock. I
love them way it moves in and out, the way it goes all the way to
the bottom of my pussy."
Neil was so enraptured by the pleasure she was giving him
that he could hardly answer. Finally, he managed to say, "Oh,
yes. So good...this is so good."
Onny sat up and got completely on her knees so she could
control her movements even better than before. She pushed herself
upward until only the head of Neil's cock remained between the
lips of her pussy. Then she dropped her body, taking his cock
inside her in one swift motion. She repeated this action over and
over, moaning and throwing her head back. Neil couldn't resist
the pleasure anymore and started matching each of her downward
strokes with an upward one of his own. He reached up and took her
breasts in his hands and massaged them, squeezing the nipples
between his fingertips and cupping them in his hands and gently
kneading the firm but spongy mounds. She moved a hand down to her
pussy and inserted a finger into the top of her furrow, rubbing
her clitoris in little circles that matched each of their coital
strokes.
Onny was muttering little "Oohhh, Oohhh" sounds with each of
their strokes, and Neil could tell she was as near to orgasm as
he was. His pleasure was intensifying, moving higher and higher
with each of their strokes. Orgasmic tension was building to ever
increasing heights, and Neil felt like a balloon filled to the
bursting point, ready to explode, to erupt in wild spasms at any
moment.
Onny's pussy began little contractions around Neil's cock
and the muscles in her stomach began to ripple as spasms seized
her body. She threw her head back and screamed, "Oh, God, Neil!
Keep fucking me. I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm coming hard!"
Without warning, Onny collapsed on Neil, her mouth hungrily
searching for his. Their mouths met and their tongues snaked out
into each other's mouth. Their hips were in wild motion, Onny
stroked up and down as fast as she could go and Neil meeting each
of her strokes with his own. He could feel his eruption begin and
a hot spurt of sperm shot out of his cock and into the warm
confines of Onny's now convulsing pussy. The sensation of her
pussy grasping and squeezing his cock added to the ecstasy Neil
was already experiencing and he felt almost faint from the
heights of pleasure they had climbed. He groaned into Onny's
mouth with each thrust of his cock and spurt of sperm. She was
growling down deep in her throat, a soft sound that was as much
purr as growl.
Onny moved from off her knees and stretched out on top of
Neil, her legs inside his in the classic missionary position. His
cock was still lodged completely inside her pussy, still jerking
with little spasms as the last of his orgasmic juices flowed from
inside him. He could feel their combined juices coming out of
Onny's pussy, forced out by the sheer frenzy of their love
motions. Soon, his balls and thighs were covered with the warm
flow and their now diminishing movements made liquid, slapping
sounds as they pushed their bodies against each other.
Onny moved her mouth from his and put it by his ear. Still
breathing hard, she whispered, "Oh, God, Neil, I had no idea
loving could be this good."
Neil caressed her back and whispered back, "It couldn't have
been as good for you as it was for me. It was sheer ecstasy."
Onny lifted her head up and looked into his face. "I'm not
going to get into an argument with you, Neil Amundsen. Even
though I've never had anything so good, we'll call it a draw."
Using internal muscles, she squeezed down on his still hard-hard
cock and said, "Okay?"
Neil thrust up at her and grinned, "You drive a hard
bargain, Onny Olsen. I give up."
Onny sat up again and squirmed her pussy around on his
groin. "God, but we're wet. You must have come a whole gallon.
I've still got a lot inside me, but it feels like a bunch leaked
out."
Neil put his hands on her waist and held her. They were now
silent again like they had been before, but this time the sexual
tension that gripped them was gone. Onny looked into Neil's eyes
and then moved back down to where their faces were just inches
apart. "I sure hope you're not a dream, Onny Olsen. I hope I
don't wake up a find that you existed only in my imagination."
Onny squeezed his cock again with her pussy and said, "Does
that feel like your imagination?"
Putting his hand behind Onny's head, Neil pulled her lips to
his. Their kiss was gentle and tender, filled with love, not the
lust that had gripped them earlier. She moved her lips away from
his and whispered, "You're so easy to fall in love with."
Neil looked at her and said, "I'm already in love with you.
Even though you haven't yet told me anything about yourself, I
know enough to know that I want this to continue."
"Me, too," Onny whispered and kissed him, putting a seal on
the emotions she had just expressed.
Neil's cock finally shrunk up enough to fall out of Onny's
pussy. She lifted herself gracefully from off him and said, "Just
stay right there. I'll get a wash cloth and clean you up."
She returned with a wet wash cloth and washed his groin and
thighs, cleaning their combined secretions from off his body.
Despite just having had two intense orgasms, Neil's cock started
to rise, reacting to the touch of the warm cloth. Onny laughed
and said, "My God, Neil, how could you? Down, boy, you're just
going to have to wait a while."
Neil laughed with her and said, "The sign of an indomitable
spirit."
"Indomitable or not, it's already past midnight and I have
to be at work at seven o'clock in the morning. I'm not going to
ask you to spend the night tonight, but how about tomorrow night?
Tomorrow's Friday, and if we want to play all night it'll be
okay."
Neil sat up on the side of the bed and said, "That sounds
good. How about if I pick you up about six tomorrow evening. We
can go to dinner, maybe dance a little while, and then come back
here. Does that sound okay to you?"
Onny laughed and said, "I'm not going to argue with you, Mr.
Amundsen. I'll be ready at six."
Neil got dressed and they walked to the door of her
apartment. Onny pulled the door open and with no concern for who
might come by, stood there completely naked and kissed Neil good
night. As they broke the kiss, Neil said, "Maybe tomorrow night
we'll have time for you to tell me about yourself. I still want
to know all about Onny Olsen."
"That's a promise," Onny said.
As Onny shut the door behind Neil, she whispered, "Don't
forget to pack a bag."
Neil looked over his shoulder and said, "Don't worry. I was
a Boy Scout, and I'm always prepared." A smile of complete
happiness covered Neil's face as he left Onny's building and
went to his car.
* * * * *
Neil drove up in front of Onny's apartment building at six
o'clock sharp and found her in front, ready and waiting for him.
When she saw his car, she greeted him with a little wave and big
smile. She got into the passenger side and after scooting over
next to him, put her hand behind his head and pulled his mouth
down to her's for a kiss. Neil expected just a little perfunctory
peck because he was holding up traffic, but Onny turned the kiss
into a long, passionate one, with lots of tongue action. That was
arousing by itself, but she made it more steamy by putting her
hand on the inside of his thigh and stroking it up and down, all
the way up to his crotch. Responding to such treatment, his cock
swelled out the front of his trousers, making it look like he had
a tent pole under the fabric. When an impatient motorist behind
them honked his horn, Onny finally separated their lips and
laughed. "Some people just can't stand to see happy people," she
said as Neil started up the car and drove away into the traffic.
As they drove, Onny left her hand between Neil's thighs,
continuing to stroke him there with her fingertips. She slowly
and tantalizingly moved her hand up to his crotch, quickly making
contact with his cock. It would have been hard to miss since it
was now fully erected and extending down the inside of his leg.
Using just her fingers, Onny traced Neil's hard penis, feeling
all of it, from its crown to its base. Neil breathed more rapidly
as he responded to her erotic touch and he groaned in
frustration. "You're not playing fair," he said. "You get to play
games with me, but I have to keep both hands on the wheel in this
kind of traffic. Besides, if you keep that up, there's liable to
be an `accident.' I'm taking us to a highly respectable
restaurant, and I'm sure they would frown on letting me in with a
big wet spot in the front of my trousers." He grinned and said,
"And, of course, nobody would suspect what we'd been up to."
"Okay, Mr. Spoilsport, I'll leave your family jewels alone.
I just wanted to make sure you get in the same mood as I am."
Onny put an arm around his shoulder and placed her mouth next to
his ear. "I dreamed about you all night. All day long I've
thought about tonight...and what we're going to do. By the time I
got home from work, my panties were sopping wet." She squeezed
his thigh and teased his ear lobe with the tip of her tongue.
"Even though I showered and put on fresh undies, I'm starting to
get wet all over again. If I had a cock like a man, it would be
just as hard as yours." Onny laughed again and said, "Neil
Amundsen, you've turned me into a sex maniac."
Onny's mood was infectious, and Neil couldn't help but laugh
along with her. "If you want to give me credit for a perfectly
natural phenomenon, I'll gladly take it. I'll be glad to take
credit for anything about you. If you're as horny as you've made
me, I sure will want to take credit for that." The traffic
thinned some, and Neil took one hand off the wheel and put it on
top of her thigh, just below her pussy. He delved his fingers
into the space and said, "My God, just feel that hard cock. I do
believe this girl is getting excited."
"Ha!" Onny laughed. "Just wait until we get back to my
place. I'll give you an education about the difference between
boys and girls." She grabbed hold of his cock and squeezed it.
"This is a hard cock. What you're feeling is a girl's hot pussy.
There's a whole lot of difference between them. Hoo boy, is
there a difference!"
Neil laughed and using a mock French accent said, "Viva la
difference."
They continued to caress each other's thighs for several
blocks until they came to the restaurant Neil had picked for them
to have dinner. After turning the car over to valet parking, they
went into the restaurant and were seated. They both ordered
seafood and split a bottle of white wine between them. The wine
was just enough to relax them and put them into an even better
mood. About the time they had finished dessert and coffee, the
band started playing and people started taking to the small dance
floor. The band was playing slow music and Neil asked Onny if
she wanted to dance. "I'd love to," she said, grinning. "This is
good belly-rubbing music, and I want you to hold me close so you
can feel my hard cock." Laughing, Neil took Onny's hand and led
her out to the dance floor.
As Onny came into Neil's arms, he whispered to her, "The
people at the next table heard what you just said. You should
have seen the expression on their faces. They think you're some
kind of transvestite and that I'm a pervert of the first order
for having you out on a date."
Onny giggled, almost girl-like, and pressed her pussy
against Neil's once-again hard cock. "Does that feel like a
transvestite?" she asked. She put both her arms around his neck
and pushed her body as tightly against his as it would go. Neil
put his hands on the top part of Onny's buttocks and they were
now pressed together, almost one flesh. Neil's cock throbbed as
it pressed into the hollow of Onny's groin, nudging against her
hot pussy. She squirmed her hips around, pushing herself even
more firmly against his hardness, and whispered into his ear,
"Ummnnn, I am glad that YOU have a hard cock."
"And am I ever glad YOU have a pussy," he replied, thrusting
himself against her. They knew that they were being watched by
the people at the next table and delighted in putting on a
performance. Let them think what they would--Onny and Neil
couldn't care less.
Neil and Onny danced for about thirty minutes. The continued
contact of their bodies had brought their sexual arousal to a
level that neither could much longer tolerate. She took the lobe
of his ear between her teeth and gently nibbled on it. "This is
fun," she whispered, "but I'm ready to do a bed dance. There's
too many clothes between us. Let's go to my place and get rid of
them."
Neil ground his genital hardness against her pussy one last
time and said, "My sentiments, exactly. Let me pay the bill and
we'll get out of here."
Neil and Onny continued to play touchie-feelie games all the
way to her apartment. She stroked his leg, being careful not to
be too aggressive with his throbbing cock, and he caressed and
played with her breasts. She had taken off her bra when he first
touched her breasts, and when he put his hand under her blouse
they were now completely exposed and available to his touches.
She put her head on his shoulder and turned from time to time to
lick his ear and all around it. As a result of all this teasing,
caressing, and foreplay, their arousal was at a fever pitch when
they finally reached her apartment. After they finally found a
parking place (they weren't so fortunate this time--they had to
park several blocks away), they immediately turned to each other
and kissed. Open mouthed, their tongues wildly swirling in each
other's mouth, they almost devoured each other. Their need for a
kiss had been building for hours, and they both desperately
needed the additional intimacy the kiss provided. Onny finally
pulled back and said, "Oh, God, Neil, let's get up to my place so
we can make love. I need it so bad. I need to be fucked...fucked
hard. Come on, we've got all night. Let's go fuck each other
until we're senseless."
Neil thought that he was as horny as it was possible to be,
but the sheer wantonness of Onny's request added even more to the
lust that was almost consuming him. "God, me too! I'm going to
come in my pants if we don't do something quick."
"Oh, please don't do that. Save it for me. I want every drop
of it."
After Neil got his small suitcase out of the back seat, he
locked the car and he and Onny walked to her apartment. With arms
around each other, they walked rapidly, both eager to get to the
privacy of her place so that they could disrobe and get at each
other's bodies. The building doorman gave them a knowing look as
he greeted them. After they had passed the doorman, they could
hear him softly say, "Lucky bastard." That almost broke them up,
and they were still giggling as they got on the elevator.
Onny unlocked her apartment, turned on the light, and closed
the door quickly. She immediately reached for the zipper on her
dress and started pulling it down. Neil, too, was busy, yanking
his tie loose and shedding his clothing, almost ripping it off
his body. They were facing each other, smiling as more and more
of their bodies came exposed to the other's lust-filled eyes.
Dropping clothes at random, they were soon almost completely
nude--she in just bikini panties and he in only his Jockey
shorts. Onny stroked a hand into the crotch of her panties and
then pulled them down over her hips, wriggling them as she worked
the wispy silken fabric downward. "God, my panties are sopping!
I've never gotten this wet before," she said, wadding the panties
into a ball and dropping them on the floor.
Neil stroked his fingers across the large wet spot on the
front of his shorts and said, "I've been leaking a little, too.
The whole front of my shorts is soaked."
Neil pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. Loosed
from his tight shorts, his cock stood erectly out from his body,
jerking with little up-and-down motions in time with the
now-rapid beating of his heart. Onny was now completely disrobed,
and Neil couldn't help but gaze at her, standing there in the
full glory of her nudity. Her breasts were standing out round and
firm with nipples erected, and her pubic hair was wet and
clinging to the lips of her pussy. Neil looked at her lovingly
and whispered, "God, but you're beautiful. I don't think I've
ever seen anymore more beautiful than you are right now."
"If being horny helps make a girl beautiful, I could win any
beauty contest in the world." She closed the gap between them and
wrapped her arms around his neck, putting her mouth up for him to
kiss. He responded, putting his open lips to hers, drinking from
her oral font. Their breathing became more rapid and their hips
thrust against each other, anticipating the fuck they both needed
so desperately. Onny released Neil and turned away, almost
running to get to her bedroom. Neil stood there, watching her ass
in admiration as its tight cheeks squirmed and rubbed against
each other. Onny turned in her doorway and said, "Come on, Neil.
I can't wait one second longer."
Neil tore his eyes away from her magnificent ass and
followed her into her room. When he entered, Onny was already
pulling down the covers on the bed. She turned then and laid
down, her hips just at the edge and her legs hanging off the
side. She had them spread apart, with the slash between them
gaping widely open, welcoming and awaiting Neil's penile
ravaging.
Neil could see she hadn't exaggerated about how wet she
was-- the flesh of her furrow was wet and glistening from the
secretions their touches and kisses had produced. Drawn by that
hot flesh, he got into the space between her legs, his cock
poised just above the matted fur of her pussy. He gazed down at
her and their eyes locked. Hers were smokey, filled with lust,
and he knew his must be the same. As deliciously enjoyable as the
two hours they had just spent in kissing, dancing, and caressing
each other, they had been merely a prelude to this culminating
moment. Neil's emotions were almost overpowered--he had never
felt such a overwhelmingly strong feeling of combined love and
lust in his entire life.
"Fuck me, Neil. Oh, God, do it, NOW! I need your cock. Get
it inside me and fuck me as hard as you can."
Neil groaned loudly in response to Onny's lewd request and
thrust downward, pushing his rigid male spear into the heat and
moisture of her sex. His passion had been at a peak for hours and
his desire was just as strong as hers. His throbbing cock needed
to be in Onny's hot sexual confines--it ached to be driven deeply
into the clutching, wet core of her sexual flesh. He put his hand
on the base of his cock and guided it down her wet, slippery
furrow, thrusting forward, propelling his cock down to her
vaginal entrance. They both moaned, and the sounds co-mingled as
they cried out in pleasure from the meeting of hot flesh with hot
flesh.
At last finding the opening into Onny's sheath, Neil shoved
forward, pushing hard, and drove the full length of his cock into
her with one sweeping motion. As their pubic hair intermingled,
Onny squirmed her hips and shoved them forward, pushing her pussy
hard up against the base of his cock. Her eyes were open wide and
she breathed out hard, releasing her breath in a long gasp. With
an almost hissing sound, she cried out, "Yes! Oh, God,
yessssss...." Onny spread her thighs apart even further than
before, allowing Neil to penetrate a half-inch more. Relaxing a
little, she closed her eyes and whimpered softly, "Oh, so
good...it's so good...feels...so...gooood... need this soooo
much...so muuuch."
Neil experienced almost excruciating pleasure from the
penetration. Onny's pussy was tight--tighter than it had been the
first time they had made love--and the heat and moisture he felt
as it grasped his cock made his pleasure soar even higher. That
pleasure combined with the tenderness of his love for Onny and
made him light-headed. It was sheer ecstasy, and he couldn't
imagine there being anything better than what he was experiencing
at that moment.
Neil slowly pulled his cock out of Onny's pussy until just
its head remained inside the warm lodging place. Pausing for only
a moment, he rammed it back in, shoving with the full force of
his hips. She had asked to be fucked hard and that was what he
was trying to do. She opened her eyes and said, "Oh, yeah! Do it
hard like that. That's what I need. Fuck me like I was a whore.
Don't worry about hurting me, just fuck me as hard and fast as
you can."
Taking Onny's legs in his hands, Neil pulled them up to his
chest and then put them over his shoulders. He leaned into them
and pulled her hips high off the bed, positioning them so that he
could drive his cock directly into and out of her pussy. Using
his legs and arms for leverage, he pistoned his cock in and out
of Onny's upturned vagina, shoving in with as much force as he
could muster, driving in and pulling out in rapid-fire
progression. He had always wanted to make love in this fashion,
with complete control and mastery, but had never met a woman who
liked it that way. Neil's love for Onny increased from the
realization that not only were they equal in level of sexual
desire, but their favorite approach and positions were similar.
Onny was loving it hot and hard, and Neil was loving giving it to
her that way.
Onny's eyes squeezed tightly and she shouted, "Aggghh!" Neil
would have thought that he was hurting her except that her pussy
was convulsing and she was shoving herself up against him with
the same force and speed as he was using. She wasn't hurting, she
was coming...and coming hard. She arched her back up toward him
and cried, "Oh, God! Coming! Comiiinnggggg!"
Despite Onny's obvious ecstasy, Neil didn't let up for one
second and just continued to drive his cock into her. The
convulsions of her orgasm rippled up and down his cock, sending
waves of pleasure through him, and he knew that he would soon be
joining her in the ascension to climax.
He reached up under Onny and grasped her buttocks in his
hands. Each time he pistoned his shaft into the heat of her
vagina, he pulled her hips against him. He knew that this action
forced his cock against her clitoris, and that each movement of
his cock stroked across her most-sensitive spot. Neil could tell
this action was having the effect he was seeking because she
started moaning again and shoving her hips against each of his
entries. The hard muscles in her buttocks clenched and unclenched
with each stroke, and he knew from their previous love-making
that this was one of her signs of impending orgasm. Neil wanted
he and Onny to experience simultaneous orgasm, and he renewed his
efforts to make her come again.
Neil's cock was beginning to go into small contractions and
was jerking a little each time it bottomed out and brushed
against Onny's cervix. He could not delay orgasm much longer--his
sexual need had climbed to its very peak and was on the verge of
eruption. Suddenly, he felt the muscles in his legs start to
quiver and up deep inside him he could feel his prostate gland
expand, preparing to blast his sperm up his cock and into the
receptacle of Onny's hot, clutching pussy.
Neil groaned aloud, first just little whispered moans, and
then loud ones. The tempo of his strokes increased to a frantic
pace. His cock swelled and then contracted, jerking and spasming,
and come shot out in huge draughts, gushing out and filling what
little space was left inside Onny's pussy. "Oh, God, I'm there!"
he shouted. He drove his cock to the very depths of Onny and then
held it in place, his hips jerking and his cock swelling then
contracting, over and over again. Each contraction produced
another spurt of come, and Onny's pussy was soon overflowing, hot
juice seeping out and down the crevice between her ass cheeks.
Seeing the ecstasy Neil was experiencing triggered Onny's
orgasm. "I'm coming, too...Oh, God, I'm coming again!" Onny
cried, convulsions and spasms once more jerking her hips and
belly muscles. The contractions of her vagina around his jerking
cock sent Neil to even higher heights of ecstasy, and all he
could do was cry out and moan in reaction to the most pleasurable
experience of his life. He dropped her legs from over his
shoulders and let himself down on top of Onny, bringing his mouth
to hers and kissing her with an ardor he had never felt before.
They lay belly to belly, each able to feel little tremors run
through the other as their orgasms slowly lessened in strength.
After several minutes Onny's pussy stopped contracting
around Neil's cock and his jerking and spurting ceased. He was
still feeling pleasure, though, and his cock has not lost any of
its rigidity. He felt like he could go on fucking forever, that
he could come again if he continued to fuck Onny. That had
happened to him once before, the first time he had fucked a girl.
On that occasion, he finished one orgasm and then went right on
to another. The second one took longer than the first, but it was
every bit as good. Making love to Onny was almost like losing his
virginity for the second time, and he felt he could again be
multi-orgasmic, just as he had on that other occasion.
Onny could feel his rigidity still extending into her and
she murmured "Ummmnnn" into their mouths. Neil pulled his lips
away from hers and she said, "I know you came... oh God, DO
I...but you're just as hard as before. I can feel your hard cock
all the way up deep inside me."
"I know. It's just staying up, hard as ever. It still feels
good to have it in your pussy. God, I feel like I can have at
least one more orgasm right now. How about it? Are you game for
me to keep going?"
"Yes!" Onny said. "Oh, God, yes! Keep fucking me. I love it.
I want to see how many times I can come before you do. Let's get
turned around on the bed, though, so we can be more comfortable."
Onny turned around and stretched on the bed, knees lifted, legs
apart, and pussy wide open for Neil to remount her. She felt down
between her legs and said, "I'm sopping wet. I've got your come
all over my pussy and thighs. I can even feel it down between my
buttocks. Do you want me to clean up some of the mess first?"
"No, don't do that. I think it's all the slippery
lubrication that's helping to keep me turned on. I'm crazy about
the feel of wetness on your body. It's a complete turn-on for
me."
"Oh, God, Neil, I'm the same way. I just love come. I love
to taste it, to have it inside me, to have it all over me."
Neil was amazed at Onny's reaction and he whispered, "We're
just alike. Where have you been all my life?"
Onny smiled and said, "I was thinking exactly the same thing
about you." She lifted her arms out to him and said, "Oh, God,
Neil, come on, get it in me. Let's keep on fucking. Let's keep
fucking until we just can't go anymore. Come on, let's fuck each
other senseless."
Onny's earthy language filled Neil with a surge of
concupiscence, and getting between her open legs, he spread them
even further apart and thrust his cock into contact with her
sexual furrow. Nudging his shaft into the opening of Onny's
waiting pussy, he murmured, "Oh, God, yes. Let's fuck all night."
Neil sank his cock all the way into Onny's slippery tunnel,
pushing slowly until its swollen head came into contact with her
cervix. Upon reaching to her full depths, Neil sighed softly
"Ahhhhh." Pressing his pubic bone into tight contact with hers,
he murmured, "Oh, yes...so wet...hot...slick...
tight...good...still so gooood." Neil lowered his face close to
Onny's and whispered, "I love you, Onny Olsen. I love everything
about you."
Staring into Neil's eyes, Onny whispered back, "I love you,
too. I love you for loving me without knowing anything about me.
I love you for what you do to me. No man has ever made me feel
the way I feel now." She smiled and said, "I especially love you
for what you're doing to me now." She pulled his lips down to
hers, sealing their expression of love with a kiss. As she thrust
her tongue into his mouth, she wrapped her legs around his,
grasping them tightly.
Neil began a slow in-and-out movement, pushing his cock in
and then pulling it out of Onny's pussy. Using the leverage of
her legs wrapped around him and a raising and lowering of her
hips, she met each of his slow thrusts with one of her own. They
continued their long, deep kiss, using their tongues to imitate
the action of their lower bodies. Except for an occasional
"Umnnn" murmur of pleasure, the only sound was that of wet flesh
meeting wet flesh.
Onny began to move her hips with more force, intensifying
the way she was bucking her pussy up to meet Neil's cock, and she
moved a hand down between their bodies and put a finger into the
top of her furrow. Moving her fingers with gentle stroking
motions, she stroked her clitoris and masturbated herself in time
with Neil's fucking motions. Onny's legs squeezed down on Neil's
waist and her mouth opened wide, a slow moaning sound escaping
into his mouth still pressed against hers. She started grunting,
making "uh, uh, uh" sounds, keeping perfect time with her
forceful thrusts against him and strokes of her finger against
her clitoris. Neil pulled his mouth a few inches away from Onny's
and whispered, "Again?"
Onny muttered, "Yes! Oh, God, yes! I'm coming again." She
locked her legs in a tight grip and held her hips up against
Neil's cock, pressing it hard against him. She closed her eyes
and moaned loudly "Ooooohhhhhhh." She loosened her tightly
gripping legs a little and made little fucking motions, moving
her pussy up and down on Neil's cock. Then ceasing her movement,
she opened her eyes and smiling up at Neil said, "Yeah, I came
again. Oh, boy, did I! " She started her up-and-down motions
again and with a smile on her face said, "I'm not senseless yet,
though, because it still feels sooo goooood." Giving him a little
kiss on the lips and clenching her pussy tight around his cock,
she said, "How about doing it doggy-style for a while? I love
getting it from the backside."
Sitting up and pulling his wet, rigid cock from out her
pussy, Neil said, "Oh, yeah! That's one of my favorite positions.
I love being able to see my cock going in and out. You have one
of the most gorgeous asses I've ever seen, and I'll get to watch
it while we fuck."
Onny turned over and got up on her knees, pushing her ass up
high. She laid her head on the pillow and turning it to the side,
she grinned at Neil and said, "Bow-bow." Neil growled with mock
ferocity and crawled up against her backside, guiding his cock
into Onny's upthrust pussy. Finding its entrance, he pushed his
hips forward and slid his shaft in, pushing it into her hot
depths. "Ohhhh," Onny moaned, "it's still so hard. Ahhhh, it goes
in so deep this way."
Neil looked down to where his cock was buried so fully and
deeply in Onny's pussy. He pulled it out, watching the lips of
her nether opening draw out with his cock, circling it tightly.
Then, when a mighty shove, he drove it all the way back into her
sopping wet hole. As he continued his see-saw movements, he could
see sperm being forced out, forming a frothy circle around his
cock. Onny leaned forward each time he pulled out and then jerked
her hips back toward him with each of his forward thrusts. She
had her eyes closed now, a smile on her face, fully participating
in the coital motions and obviously enjoying being so thoroughly
fucked.
Neil was enjoying it, too. Just the sight of Onny's ass
working backward and forward made his libido soar even higher.
His pleasure was mounting fast and the feeling of climbing higher
and higher was coming on him. His vision was becoming blurred,
little sparkles coming before his eyes, and he knew that the
second orgasm he had been building to through their thirty
minutes of almost non-stop fucking was rapidly approaching. Neil
grunted with each of his thrusts, working faster and with even
more force. Onny moaned loudly and put her finger on her
clitoris, rapidly rubbing and stroking her fingertip across the
bulging little nubbin nestled at top of her gaping, engorged
labial lips.
Neil used quick, short strokes, his hips moving as fast he
could thrust in and out. He cried out in ecstasy as the first
contraction of his cock caused it to jerk and swell inside the
heat of Onny's pussy. Her hips were jerking, also, and twisting
around and around, turning her pussy around Neil's now pulsating
cock. The finger she had on her clitoris was almost a blur as she
masturbated herself. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," Onny moaned in a
continuous cry of pleasure. Her ass started trembling against
Neil's stomach and her pussy clamped down hard on his cock,
pulsating with little contractions and sending ripples all up and
down his cock.
A huge burst of come spurted out of Neil's cock, shooting
out and making Onny's pussy even more wet than it already was.
Onny grabbed the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart, urging
Neil to drive in even deeper, to get his sperm as deeply inside
her as he could. "Oh, God, Onny, I'm coming! Can you feel it?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Onny screamed. "I'm coming, too! We're
coming together. Come with me, darling. Fill me up with your
sweet, white joy. Give me all your come, deep up inside me."
Onny and Neil continued to fuck, gradually slowing down
until they were just barely moving against each other. Neil's
whole front was wet from their juices. They had come out around
his cock, matting his pubic hair, soaking his balls, and down the
inside of his thighs. Onny was just as wet--her ass cheeks where
shiny from their moisture and the insides of her thighs were
covered with a coating of their secretions. They stopped their
motions entirely, remaining motionless, breathing hard, their
contractions beginning to slowly ebb. Dominated at last, Neil's
now-soft cock came out of Onny, falling down into the wet channel
of her pussy.
Neil pulled away from Onny and she reclined on the bed,
turning over on her back so that she was facing him. Her eyes
were half-closed and the soft smile on her face was one of
complete satisfaction. Looking at her, Neil had a full
appreciation of what the expression "well-fucked" meant. If ever
there was woman who looked well-fucked, it was Onny at that
moment.
Neil lay down alongside Onny and turned on his side, facing
her. For minutes they just lay there silently, each taking deep
breaths, enjoying the slowly ebbing pleasure of their
love-making. Onny finally broke the silence by whispering, "God,
Neil, it's never been like this before. It's like I had never
made love before." She turned on her side and they were now face
to face. She put a hand up on his cheek and stroked it with
light, loving touches. Leaning her head forward, she brought her
lips to his and kissed him very gently. Their passion at last
subdued, the kiss was one of love--tender, soft, endearing. She
broke the kiss and with a smile whispered, "You did it, darling.
I'm senseless, utterly and absolutely senseless." She closed her
eyes, and breathing softly, fell asleep in only seconds. Neil
realized that he was limp and exhausted from their extended
love-making, so he pulled the light blanket up over them and
turned off the bedside lamp. Within minutes, Neil, too, was fast
asleep.
* * *
When Neil awoke the next morning, he found Onny's side of
the bed empty. He could smell the aroma of coffee and bacon
cooking and knew that Onny was up and fixing them breakfast.
Remembering that they had immediately gone to sleep after a long,
wet session of love-making, he was glad for a chance to clean up
before coming face to face with Onny. He got his bag and went
into Onny's bathroom to repair the previous night's damage. After
making use of her toilet, he showered, shaved, and combed his
hair. Wrapping a towel about himself, he went in search of Onny
and breakfast.
When Neil saw Onny, he almost laughed aloud at the
incongruity of her appearance. There she stood, completely nude
except for a frilly apron that covered her front. Her back was
turned toward him and he took advantage of the opportunity to see
her beautiful ass in the full light of day. She must have heard
his breathing because without turning around she said, "It's
about time you were getting up, Mr. Sleeping Beauty. I've been up
for almost an hour. I've showered, shampooed, and gotten rid of
all the residues a certain man left me with last night." After
she ladled the eggs she was cooking onto a plate, she turned
toward him and with a smile as bright as the morning sunshine
beaming into the window said, "Don't I look domestic?"
Neil laughed and said, "I like the way your backside looks
better than the front."
Onny grinned and said, "Well, if you don't like my apron, we
can fix that." She reached behind her, loosed the apron tie, and
shrugged it off her shoulders. As it feel into her hands, he had
an unobstructed view of now completely nude body. If anything,
she was more beautiful in the morning's light than she had been
the night before. Even after a night of complete satiation like
the one they had just had, Neil could not help reacting to Onny's
sexual appeal and the front of his towel began to bulge outward,
his cock swelling and tenting it out. Onny glanced down at the
evidence of Neil's arousal and grinned. "Well, just look at you
this morning. I thought I would have to feed you to keep up your
strength, but you look like you still have lots left."
"Like I said, old Roscoe is indomitable."
Onny came up to Neil and said, "Well, if I'm going to be
naked, so does old Mr. Indomitable." She grabbed the towel from
his waist and whisked it off, leaving him as naked as she. With
its covering removed, Neil's semi-hard cock jutted out
noticeably. Turning away from him, Onny took their plates of food
to the table and poured them coffee. "Come on and enjoy my
culinary skills. It's a little early for a naked lunch, but we
can have a naked breakfast." Grinning at him, she sat down and
said, "Naked lunch will come later."
After they finished breakfast and Onny had put the dishes in
the dishwasher, she said, "Come help me change the sheets. It
seems that some people we know got carried away last night and
made a mess of them." She looked down at the well-used bedding
and with a soft laugh said, "It looks like the whole sheet is one
solid wet spot."
Neil helped her change the bedding and doing so made him
feel as domestic as Onny had looked earlier. Chores taken care
of, Onny went to a closet and took a big book down from its
shelf. She crawled up on the bed and sat cross-legged, the book
in front of her. "I guess it's time I told you about myself. Get
up here on the bed with me and I'll tell and show you all about
Onny Olsen."
Neil got on the bed and sat across from Onny, positioned
Indian-style, just as she was. Seeing the crease between her
thighs spread apart as it was served as a distraction and kept
his cock at its half-erect state. Giving him a mock-stern look,
she said, "Now how do you expect me to keep my mind on what we're
supposed to be talking about if you sit there like that? We're
supposed to be having a serious discussion and seeing you like
that is getting me all hot and bothered. Tell old Roscoe to
behave himself." Then with a return of her grin, "Well, at least
for a little while, anyway."
"Well, if Roscoe didn't have such nice hair-pie so close and
staring at him, he wouldn't have this problem. He just a
natural-born lover of beauty."
Onny grinned and said, "Oh, poo, he's just a natural-born
horny cock, that's all." Taking part of the sheet, she rumpled it
up and covered her furry triangle. "There--out of sight, out of
mind. Now maybe we can get our minds above our waists."
Neil grinned and said, "Okay, on to a higher plane--on to
the story of Onny Olsen, recently of Sweden."
Onny and Neil both shifted perspectives and became serious.
He was in love with Onny and really did want to know more about
her, and feeling the same way about Neil, she wanted to share the
story of her life with him. She told him that she was
twenty-three years old, with all except the last one of those
years spent in Stockholm. Even though she and her family were a
mixture of both Swedish and Danish, they considered themselves
Swedes. She had three siblings--two brothers and sister, all back
in Sweden. She was the second-oldest, with only one of her
brothers being older. Her parents had come to the United States
to be interpreters in the United Nations, and having been able to
get a job teaching Scandinavian languages in one of the New York
language schools, she had come with her parents to live in the
States.
Onny reached for the big book in front of them and said,
"Now that I've told you about my family, I want to show you their
pictures here in this album. I think I need to warn you, though,
about some of the pictures. We're a naturist family, and a lot of
these pictures were taken at our camps. I hope you won't be
shocked."
Neil's expression became puzzled, and he said, "Naturist?
I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the term."
Onny gave him an impish smile. "I believe the American word
is `nudist.' It means that we ran around without any clothes
on--stark, buck nekkid--as you Americans might say. In a lot of
these pictures, nothing but skin shows." Laughing, and giving him
her best imitation of a dirty leer, she said, "And a little bit
of hair and a few other interesting features, of course." She
reached across and squeezed his thigh, and using a Greta Garbo
accent said, "Vant to see some naked people, mister?" Seeing
Neil's cock starting to rise again, she said, "Yeah, I do believe
you're ready."
The first pictures in the album were of clothed people, and
Onny pointed out her parents and her siblings. They were a
strikingly handsome family, all with the Nordic blonde hair and
fair skin. She turned another page and the clothing disappeared.
She pointed to a picture of her parents standing side by side,
wearing nothing but smiles, and Neil almost caught his breath.
Onny's mother Inga was stunningly beautiful--tall, slender, and
full-breasted. Neil could see that Onny got her beauty from her
mother, and from seeing Inga, he knew what Onny would look like
in a few years. Her father Lars was handsome--also tall, but with
a more solid physique.
Another picture was of Onny's brothers. It had been taken
several years earlier when her older brother had been seventeen
and her little brother just twelve. Their names were Garth and
Frith, and they both looked a lot like their father. That picture
was followed by one of two beautiful girls, Onny and her sister
Ilsa. If Onny hadn't told him she was fifteen and Ilsa fourteen
when the picture was taken, Neil could have easily taken them to
be twins. They were both well developed for their age: full
growth of pubic hair, flared out hips, and breasts that grown
women would have been proud of. Onny and Ilsa weren't children in
that picture--they were fully developed nymphs, practically aglow
with lush, feminine sexuality that any woman of any age would
have envied.
Onny looked down and saw Neil's reaction to the picture of
she and Ilsa. Where his cock had been only semi-erect before, it
was now fully hard and standing straight out from his body. She
laughed softly and said, "I do believe that Neil likes little
girls."
"Not so little," Neil said. "You two don't look like little
girls. You were both mature-looking, ripe and ready."
Onny looked at the date written in on the bottom of the
picture and said, "August, 1984. Yes, you're right. We weren't so
little then--we were all pretty grown up the summer of `84. 1984
was a good year for all of us, for the whole family." She got a
faraway look on her face and smiling wistfully whispered, "Oh,
yes, that was a good year."
Neil looked again at the picture, and then looked up at
Onny. "You're beautiful now, and you were beautiful back then.
Your body was fully developed. God, you looked good enough to
eat."
The sheet had fallen away from where it had been hiding
Onny's pussy, and Neil could see that its lips were now gaping
wide apart and slick with moisture. Just under them, the sheet
was wet from where her secretions had been flowing. She moved the
book from between them and reached out and stroked the inside of
Neil's thigh, just below his now throbbing cock. "How about now?"
she asked. "Do I look good enough to eat now?"
Neil lifted his hands and put them on her shoulders. "You
look scrumptious--twice as delicious now as you looked then." He
leaned forward, pushing Onny so that she fell onto her back. He
kept leaning forward bringing his mouth toward hers. "This looks
like a good place to start," he said, brushing his lips lightly
across hers.
"You're not going to stop there, are you?" Onny murmured.
"No, I'm going to eat all of you, all over."
"Good," Onny said, opening her mouth wide and sticking her
tongue between his lips as they came into contact with hers.
Onny and Neil stretched out full length on the bed and
embraced each other tightly. Seeing the picture of Onny in her
nude, adolescent glory had turned him on immensely. Onny was
turned on, too. Reflecting on something that happened about the
time that picture had been taken had seemed to turn a switch on
inside her, and she was just as inflamed as he was. They
practically devoured each other's mouths, using their lips,
tongues and cheeks to lick, probe, and suck. The sounds filling
the room were liquid and obscene--hot sexuality meeting hot
sexuality.
Neil took his mouth away from Onny's and moved his head down
to where he could make oral contact with her breasts. Her nipples
were hard and standing rigidly up from the centers of the large
brownish rings surrounding them, and he took one into his mouth
and sucked, swirling his tongue all over its surface. He opened
his mouth as wide as he could and took as much of her breast into
his oral cavity as he could manage. Sealing his lips against her
flesh, he applied suction to her areola and nipple and strummed
the area swiftly with his tongue. She arched her back up to his
mouth and murmured, "Ummnn, good. Sweet sucking mouth."
Switching breasts, Neil repeated the action, giving each of
her spongy hillocks equal treatment. While doing this, he stroked
his hands into the area between her thighs, lightly brushing her
baby-smooth skin with his fingertips. She spread her thighs apart
even more, allowing his hand to roam her thighs and giving him
free access to the area that lay at their top, the very core of
her feminine sexuality. He moved a hand over her pussy and
stroked a finger up and down her wet furrow, feeling how slick
and slippery her secretions were making it. It quickly sought out
the little nubbin at the top of the crease and brushed across it
with just the gentlest of touches. Onny's hips quivered at the
touch and she mewled a soft little cry of pleasure. Holding his
thumb on top of Onny's clitoris, he pushed two fingers into the
hot, slick channel of her vagina, plunging them in to he reached
his knuckles. She humped her hips up to his hand and twisted them
around, causing his fingers to make little corkscrewing motions
inside her pussy. She muttered, "Oh, feels so good inside."
Neil extracted his hand from Onny's pussy and then turned
around on the bed so that his head was alongside her hips. He
stretched out and turned on his side, facing her. Reaching out a
hand, he took hold of her hip and pulled it toward him, rolling
her over so that her pussy was accessible to his mouth. He lifted
her leg up and draped it across his back. Positioned this way,
her pussy was right in front of him, spread wide and available
for oral attentions. Up so close, Neil could smell her womanly
aroma, the scent of vaginal secretions that covered the soft,
tender flesh. The scent was like an aphrodisiac to him, and
moaning softly, he plunged his mouth into the wet folds and
crevices of Onny's pussy.
Onny responded to Neil's action with ones of her own. Just
as he had done to her, she lifted one of his legs across her
back. Doing this put his scrotum right under her mouth, and she
licked across the wrinkles of his bag with her tongue, moving it
in wet circles all over its surface. Neil's cock jerked in
response to Onny's stroking of his sensitive balls, and a small
drop of pre-come oozed out of his cock's little slit. Onny lifted
her head and licked the dribble off, leaving the crown of his
cock wet with her saliva.
Onny returned her attentions to Neil's lower groin, down to
the small area between his scrotum and his rectum. She licked her
tongue gently across this bottommost part of his body and he
groaned, jerking his hips in reaction to the pleasure she was
giving him. Taking both hands, Onny spread Neil's buttocks apart,
allowing the little crinkled rosebud of his anus to come fully
available to her. Extending her tongue out like a stiff little
spear, she delved into Neil's brownish-colored little star. She
licked all around it and probed it, giving him his very first
rimming. He moaned in pleasure, his voice muffled by the wetness
of Onny's pussy, and clamped his hips down on her head. She was
receiving pleasure from what Neil's mouth was doing to her pussy,
but knowing that she was responsible for causing the near-ecstasy
he was experiencing caused her pleasure to soar to even greater
heights.
Neil's cock jerked and throbbed against Onny's neck and chin
and she knew that her rimming was driving him close to orgasm.
Without her even taking his cock into her mouth, he was about to
come, to shoot his thick, creamy sperm from out his pulsating
shaft. Hungry for the taste of his sperm, wanting not even a drop
of it to go outside her mouth, she pushed Neil over onto his back
and plunged her mouth down on his shaft, taking it into the
depths of her oral cavity. She spread her thighs apart and ground
her wet pussy down onto his mouth, pressing the wetness fully
against his mouth and tongue that were avidly eating and lapping
at her sexual flesh.
Onny clasped the base of Neil's cock and pumped it up and
down, jacking him in perfect timing with the actions of her
tongue as it swirled around the sensitive, bloated head of his
cock. She sucked and slurped at his flesh, pulling it deeper and
deeper into her mouth until it bumped against its deepest depths.
Taking a deep breath, she swallowed and took Neil's shaft into
her throat, taking him all the way in until his pubic hair was
pressed against her lips. She continued her swallowing actions,
breathing through her nose, and massaged his cock with the
actions of her throat muscles.
Suddenly Neil's cock swelled within her throat, expanding
even larger than it had been. Then it contracted, and she could
feel his come as it gushed up the length of his shaft and spurted
out in a huge, warm glob into her throat. Needing to taste the
nectar that Neil was giving her, Onny pulled his cock from out
her throat and held its head within her mouth, sucking it and
tonguing its surface with continuous action. Responding to this
treatment, Neil's cock continued to jerk and spasm and come
continued to shoot out in a steady series of gushes. Despite her
attempts to swallow every spurt, her mouth was soon filled to
overflowing and come poured out and dribbled down and coated the
base of his cock in a pool of hot, white cream.
Neil had been too caught up in his own ecstasy to continue
making oral love to Onny's pussy. She had been on the verge of
orgasm when he stopped and only needed a little more to crest
over and go plunging down into the delirious, spasming, depths of
orgasmic pleasure. Taking her mouth from his cock, Onny turned
around and sat on his lap, taking his cock fully within her
pussy. She pulled him up to a sitting position with her and
pressed her come-coated lips against his mouth, plunging her
tongue into its depths. She pushed herself up and down on Neil's
still jerking cock and continued pushing her tongue in and out of
her mouth. Almost consumed with her lust, Onny moaned and worked
her body frantically, climbing up to and finally reaching the
crest of her climax. She growled her climatic growl and went into
pelvic convulsions, her abdomen jerking and spasming as the
ecstasy of orgasm washed over her in wave after wave.
Onny and Neil broke their kiss and just clung to each other,
clasping and embracing each other with a fervor they hadn't
before experienced. Slowly they released their tight hold on each
other and the pace of their almost gasping breathing gradually
lessened. Neil's cock was still deep inside Onny's pussy, but no
longer held as tightly as it was during her orgasm. They could
feel the moisture where their bodies were united. Neil had
already had a pool of come at the base of his cock, and the
drenching flow Onny had released at her orgasm had flowed down
and drenched him even more. With an audible plopping sound,
Neil's now deflated cock came out of Onny's pussy and between
their bodies. Onny and Neil then stretched out on the bed,
totally relaxed, enjoying the small trembles, the little
after-shocks of their orgasms.
After a few minutes of silence, Onny whispered, "God, but
we're good together. Making love with you is almost like being
reborn." She turned toward him and said, "I love you, Neil."
Neil took her hand into his and said, "I love you, too. For
the first time in my life, I know what love is like."
Onny whispered, "I'm sorry I wasn't a virgin for you."
"That's okay. That's not important to me."
"But it's important to me. I love you, Neil, and I want you
to meet my family. But you have to know something about us before
that happens." In a small, almost hesitant voice, Onny went on,
"Neil, we're not only nudists, we practice family love. All my
family members are highly sexed, and rather than take chances
with strangers, we meet our sexual needs within our family. Neil,
my brother took my virginity."
Onny became silent, waiting for Neil's reaction to her
words. He remained silent for a few moments, reflecting on what
Onny had said and how she felt it was so important for him to
know her circumstances. Then, very quietly, he answered: "Onny,
my first time was with my sister. We gave our virginity to each
other."
Onny sat up and stared intently into his face. "Is that
really so? You aren't just telling me this to help me through
this confession?"
Neil smiled softly at Onny and said, "No, that's the way it
really was. Because of that I know where you're coming from. I'm
not upset. How could I be? This is just one more example of how
much we're alike, of how much our lives are starting to
intermesh."
"Oh, Neil, I didn't think I could love you more than I did,
but now I find I can." She lowered her body down to his and they
kissed, slowly and deeply, like lovers who knew all there was to
know about the other, and liked what they knew.
Onny sat up and looked down at Neil and said, "But that's
not all, Neil. You need to know everything. Up until we just met,
I also made love with my father. Whenever my urges got
overpowering, I would visit Momma and Daddy and he would take
care of me. Momma did the same thing for my brothers. Still does
for that matter, when they are here or she's in Sweden. None of
us are jealous of the others. We all love each other and love to
take care of each other so there's no risk of disease. You're the
first man, other than my Daddy and my brothers, that I've made
love to."
Onny sat there, silently, waiting for Neil's response. He
gazed into her eyes and said, "I'm not jealous, either. Your
family sounds like they are marvelous, loving people and I just
can't wait to meet them."
Onny almost squealed in delight and relief. "Oh, Neil, we
ARE so much alike! I have to warn you, though. If I bring home a
handsome guy like you, you might get hit on. Momma won't be able
to keep her hands off you. My sister won't, either, if you ever
meet her. Will that bother you?"
"Not unless it bothers you."
"No, it won't. Like I told you, we don't have one iota of
jealousy among us."
Neil grinned and said, "It DOES sound pretty interesting. If
your mother stills looks anything like that picture in the book,
it should be VERY interesting."
Onny grinned back at Neil and said, "She's even better
looking now. Every year she seems to get better looking...and
more sexy."
Neil pulled Onny down beside him and said, "Why don't you
tell me how it happened between you and your brother. I want to
see if it was anything like what my sister Johanna and I
experienced."
"Well, it happened in the summer of '84," Onny started out.
"So that's why that picture seemed so important to you."
"Yes, it brought back memories of my first time. It happened
right after that picture was taken. Well, here's how it
happened...."
1993
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