(Note: there are perhaps two people in the world that can get away with calling me some of the names I'm referred to by in this story, particularly `kate'. You might wanna make sure you're one of them if you want to avoid a stabbing. Just saying).
`Kate, you awake baby?'
`Mmpphhffsghh'
`Katie...'
`Mmmmppfggshhh?'
`You awake baby?'
`Whu?'
`Are you awake?'
`Huh? No. Go away'
`What if I do this...'
Shit. She knows my one weakness. Apart from drugs, big dicks, alcohol, kittens, hot girls, girls who play guitar and so on, my OTHER weakness, the underboob. You know the underboob? It's that sort of crease in the skin and chubby roll of boob where the underside of the breast joins to the chest area. It's possibly the most sensitive part of my body and a guaranteed turn on for me. Touch or kiss me there and you will be getting raped. Holly, being my girlfriend of some nine or ten months and prior to that fuck partner of a couple of years, of course knows this. So at this point her hand was snaking across my bare ribs, rustling against the sheets to my underboob.
`Mmmmmmmmmm' yeah I was awake now, and rolling over towards her, grinning, sleep-disheveled, bed-headed and gorgeous.
`Come here kate'.
Our lips met and like usual it was fireworks. Tongues dancing in the cavern made by our joined mouths, our hips instinctively meeting, thighs dividing, finding space and aligning for our bare crotches to meet, mine with a landing strip, hers with a decent amount of bush, grinding together, her soft hairs against my stubbly skin.
Our kisses now traveled up and down each other, taking in anywhere a craned head could reach without breaking our embrace. My eyes were closed and so were hers, our bodies writhing, twisting under the blankets that were being slowly thrown off and forgotten by our movements. I felt my pussy lips opening, god, I could smell it. I'd never really got romance novels talking about heat' and arousal' until moments like this.
Holly's lips worked their way down to my boobs, kissing all around the nipples, already so hard it's a wonder she didn't take her eye out. Licking the underboob, teasing the hell out of me. Her hands were already creeping down to my ass. This sort of downward course was sort of the given sign for me first': whoever starts sliding down the other's body gets to eat pussy first. But it's not as submissive as it sounds, there's a hell of a lot of pleasure to be gotten in teasing the fuck out of her even as you announce yr intentions. It's like saying yes, eventually you will be cumming on my tongue, but first...' and then going to make a sandwich, leaving yr partner there bound and helpless or something. That was a shit analogy. But my point is if she hadn't even taken my nipples into her mouth yet, then the sweet release of orgasm was going to be a while away.
Not that I mind though. The denial's almost as enjoyable as the moment itself. And well nipple-sucking is kinda over-rated anyway. But at that moment when Holly finally grabbed one of mine between her teeth, then the other, and pulled tight and hard, I wasn't going to object.
But knowing my tastes she kept her way down, kissing across my stomach, her hair dragging across my skin. With gentle pushes and tugs she arranged me on my back with my legs spread. Throwing the blankets off altogether she was then in between my legs, kissing my thighs, the crease where my legs joined my body, gentle licks up my labia...oh shit, and eating my pussy.
How do you describe eating pussy anyway? Her tongue was inside me, other times it was on my clit, she even rolled my ass up a little and licked the taint. Eventually her fingers found their way inside me and her tongue took up residence on my clit. She knew my rhythms and concentrated on fingering me with two fingers in a sawing motion, hitting my bumpy bits inside, while her tongue kept up a steady pressure on my clit, flicking the piercing in my hood back and forth.
My eyes were rolling back now. I think I was grabbing my tits and tugging on them but world war three could've broken out right then and I wouldn't've remembered. My hips were lifting off the bed. Holly kept the pressure up, she wasn't going to deny me any longer, she was going to push me through an orgasm.
To this point I'd been mostly morning-fuck sighs and whispers but suddenly I was wailing. This was a whole night's worth of wet dreams building up like surging water against a weak dam wall. Holly was humming and moaning along into my pussy, the sympathetic vibrations adding another harmonic to the orgasmic sensations shooting up and down inside of me. This was it, this was the dam-buster.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I screamed so loud my voice broke in the middle. My legs shot up in the air, knees locked and rigid. The muscles of my lower back tensed and lifted my ass in the air, I was basically rocking on my spine. I came. Oh boy did I came. It was like pissing after four beers, straight into Holly's mouth.
She valiantly kept her mouth on me and somehow didn't choke. In fact she used the opportunity of my ass in the air to ram a finger up my butt hole. Her fingers inside my vag kept stroking my G spot. I came again. And again. I was screaming, my whole body trembling, the bed slamming against the walls of my little bungalow. We don't have insulation, my neighbours could probably hear.
When she finally let up and withdrew her face and hands from my crotch it was like someone poured a bucket of water on the bed, all the girl-cum caught between Holly's mouth and my pussy splattering down, quickly followed by my ass and the rest of my body, seemingly now boneless. I was whimpering and drawing in quick breaths, in no way whatsoever connected to reality at this point. Holly just lay her face against my trembling tummy and took several deep breaths.
We must've lain like that for a few minutes. Eventually I reached my hands down into her hair and started tousling it. She looked up at me with sleepy eyes.
`Good morning honey'
`Fuck Holly, that was intense, even for me!'
She was up on all fours and over me know, hair spilling about my face, smiling. This was definitely a moment for more kissing and romance that I won't bore you with.
Eventually the grinding of Holly's crotch against my thigh became more insistent. My turn now.
I rolled us over so I was on top and sat up, straddling her. She lay there with her arms up underneath the pillow, looking at me smiling down on her.
`What?'
`Mmmm, nothing'
`What are you smiling at Katie?!'
`This...'
Grinning, I spread my pussy lips and lifted myself slightly off her hips, then let go: a whole morning's piss, right in her face and all over her chest. Pooling in the gap at her throat, dripping down her cleavage, soaking the bedspread around her.
`Waaah! Fuck!' She spluttered as the first stream caught her in the mouth, shaking her head. But before long she was trying to catch every drop in her mouth. When I was done I slowly moved myself forward, wiping myself off on her toned stomach, and kissed those wet lips, her soaked face, her fluttering eyelids, then raised myself off her and kneeled in the space between her lugs.
`On yr tummy hun'.
She complied and, drawing her legs up, rolled over to present her perfect, creamy white ass to me, stretching out again. She was lying face-down now in a damp patch of my piss, soaking into the mattress. This is why I use thick sheets.
I slipped a finger up underneath her hips and drew it back and forth, gently, along her pussy lips, feeling them open to my touch. I dove in deeper but didn't quite penetrate her yet. Giving her ass a gentle slap, I said `spread these honey'.
She mumbled a response and reached back, spreading her ass cheeks. I got a delicious whiff of butt crack sweat as I lowered my face into her and began to tongue around her asshole. She was moaning into the pillow now, rocking gently from side to side. Once I was satisfied she'd paid for her earlier teasing I slid my finger deep inside her pussy, rotating my hand so I caught her bumpy bits and her clit in a pincer between my thumb and forefinger.
And I ate her ass. Boy did I eat her ass. I am a rimjob ninja. Licking girls' asses, the crack, the hole, even biting the cheeks, gets me off SO hard. When it's the girl I'm experiencing the headlong rush of first-time-ever-completely-batshit-insanely-into-her love with, well, she gets every single special move, including a few I just invented.
Holly's not multi-orgasmic like me. She just needed one big one, one big tense and release, and then I generally have to get my hands off her genitals or it starts to hurt. She's not a major squirter either but she still deposited a little delicious fluid into my palm. I licked this up as I picked the sheet up off the bed and arranged it over my shoulders, spreading it about us. I lay down next to Holly, half on my side, my body half over her and my leg crooked over her ass, one arm stretched over her back and the other brushing hair out of her face. She looked at me through those beautiful sleep eyes.
I love you'. I love you too'.
We went out that night. We didn't get too blazed or drunk. But we looked sexy. It sounds cliché but there's something about, well finally owning up and saying the three words. Our friends noticed how couple-y we were. Constantly holding hands and giggling at each other. I got told we were both `glowing'. We were defs on makeout island.
But the night was for celebrating and we were going to do it in style. We found ourselves a nice cute boy, younger than us but not by much, tall, seemed like he was into cool bands. He danced with me to a Talking Heads song, during which some not very subtle dance floor groping revealed a package worth unwrapping.
At one point he was like `so, is she yr girlfriend?', nodding in the direction of Holly, at that point drinking from a glass of beer I'd previously stuck up my tiny dress and rubbed all over my pussy (no panties of course), so she'd get a whiff of me whenever she took a sip.
`Yup' I replied. The music was loud so we were having to shout in each others' ears. I was using the opportunity to get close and double-check my previous groping.
`And, she, you know, doesn't...me...you...?'
`We're celebrating...you're our celebration'
He looked stunned for a second, then smiled. But he wasn't a cocky asshole about it. `So, uh, I am, am I...do I have a choice?'
I stepped back and placed my hands on his shoulders, staring him right in the eyes.
`nope'.
He was ready to go right then and there I'm sure! But we weren't done having fun yet and it was only a few hours later that we left. His friends had left earlier and he was alone with a bunch of slightly-boozed and horny girls. We got the bus home, Holly and I snuggling all the way, but our boy -- Evan, if you give a shit about his name (I don't) -- was firmly told `look, don't touch'.
Besides those nightrider busses are full of jockish assholes. Like I'd make out with my girl in front of those dicks.
We made it back to my bungalow about 3am. By this point Holly and I actually were a little pissed and pretty loud. Thank god my parents were away! Evan had only had one or two beers and stood awkwardly in my living room, watching us alcoholics stumble around making asses of ourselves. Holly fell on to the couch and flicked the TV on. I was busy chasing my cat. She flicked onto the adults only channel, blurred images but we could make out the sound. She burst out laughing at the exaggerated sounds of fucking and fell of the couch.
Evan, ever the gentleman, stepped forward to help her up. Holly latched on to his leg and kept laughing.
Uh, okay', he said. Poor thing. The things they'll go through to get laid. Having teased the cat enough I came over and said Hol, sweety, sexy time now' and lifted her up by her arm pits.
`WOOO! SEXY TIME!' she screamed and vaulted the couch, running towards my bedroom. She really can't handle her liquor.
Evan looked a little stunned. `This way' I smiled, and beckoned him to follow.
And follow he did. Well wouldn't you?
Holly was already naked except for thigh highs and a garter belt she'd been wearing all night, and, inexplicably, now wearing some trashy transparent stripper heels of mine. She was lying spread out on my bed. We had changed the sheets earlier in the day, trust me. I stripped down to my fishnets and joined her. Evan stood in the doorway, looking nervously at us.
`Well, what are you waiting for? Come join us!' I said.
He walked over and started taking his shirt of. Struggling out of his shoes and then his pants, awkward under our drunken gaze. Boxers finally came off and he took a step forward towards the bed.
`No! Wait!' Holly held up her hand as she yelled at him. Then she pointed to his half-hard cock.
`That's not good enough! Jerk it!'
I might've mentioned before that Holly is like 70/30 in favor of girls, and when she is with boys she likes to be pretty antagonistic with them. It makes for fun. Luckily Evan wasn't suffering from performance anxiety. He was a pretty cute guy and obviously had gotten laid a lot for an 18 year old, because he knew what he was doing. Right now so did we -- masturbating! All of us that is.
I couldn't last long with a nice, thick, eight inch cock in the room though. I bade Evan to come over and get on the bed with us. Kneeling there, I started sucking him off, sitting with my legs curled under me. Holly reached around and grabbed my boobs from behind, kissing and whispering in my air like a bad porno: `yeah, suck that cock baby, suck it sooooo good'.
Evan was getting the full wet-mouth treatment. I was leaving streaks of drool all the way between my face and his crotch as I slobbered all over the shaft. He had his hands clasped awkwardly behind his back, obviously slightly afraid of being too dominant with us, but by the movement of his hips and the sheer hardness of his dick, clearly enjoying it.
I moved underneath to his balls. Holly took over on the shaft. We re-arranged ourselves either side of him and started an old fashioned double blow job. We worked him like that for a good 25 minutes, bringing him close to the edge, but not too close, and then slacking off the attention a bit, kissing and feeling each other over his cock. This guy had stamina.
But I really needed to get fucked. My pussy was aching right now. Holly's fingers had been working their magic while we sucked Evan's dick together. I got on all fours on the edge of the bed, and Evan got up behind me, moving his dick towards my wet lips...
`Wait!' Holly yelled again. Running, stumbling in her heels around the bed, she came around and grabbed Evan's cock. Guiding it towards my pussy she teased me like I had her that morning, dipping just in the rim of the honey pot and not penetrating. I was plenty wet though so he was still getting lubed up. Holly spat and I felt her warm saliva hit my ass crack. She spat again, and again. I could smell the beer on her drool, it kinda turned me on.
Still gripping Evan's hard shaft and teasing my pussy with it, she used her other hand to make a V and split my ass cheeks, then drooled some more onto my hole and treat it with a few licks. My anus started pulsing immediately at the attention. God I was horny. I just wanted a cock in me at this point, any hole would do! I started relaxing my sphincter, taking deep, long breaths in the way you breath through a good whipping.
`See, Evan, Katrine's my girlfriend you see'. Holly's voice was quiet and measure now, like a little girl intent on explaining something very important.
`And so I get her pussy, not you...but you can have her ass'.
Evan might have said something like um, okay', but I didn't hear it. Holly was already guiding his dick against my asshole. The head popped in without much effort. Then the shaft slid in, all the way, til his balls hit my ass cheeks. I let out a long, low moan. This was fucking intense. All our drunken crazyness was gone now, now we were al about the fucking.
He started working into a rhythm as I rocked back against him, trying to get every micrometer of that cock inside my ass. I couldn't see what Holly was doing but I felt one of her fingers toying at my pussy lips. Her other hand was probably in her cunt, I could definitely smell it.
Evan was groaning, I was groaning, working up in pitch to little yelps as he sped up. Then he stopped. I looked over my shoulder to see what was going on only to have my view obstructed by Holly as she climbed onto me and straddled my back, her legs wide.
Holly's a light girl, and I've got a fair bit of muscle endurance (try pole dancing, you'll know what I mean) so I managed to stay on all fours while she balanced on my back. She hissed fuck me' at Evan and soon I felt his balls rocking back and forth against my ass as he plowed Holly's cunt. Their speed built up and eventually their thrusts were even rippling through my body. Holly was ah, ah, ah'-ing as every thrust bottomed out inside her. My knees were about to give out any second.
Thing is though, balance' is a somewhat arbitrary concept to lightweight drunks like Holly, and she chose that point to completely lose hers and roll off my back and into the space between my body and the headboard. We shrieked with laughter, and I'm sure Evan probably continued to look bemused. She smiled up at me from where she'd landed: hi!'
`Hey baby'. I was still on all fours, consummate professional fuck toy. Besides I was hoping that if I stayed like that I'd GET SOME DAMN COCK BACK INSIDE ME!
Holly jumped to her feet and guided Evan by the dick back into me, in my cunt this time. It felt amazing. `Fuck her, but don't come or I'll cut yr balls off!' Holly said then bounded out of the room. Evan needed no further instruction and kept up his legendary stamina as he pounded me. I lowered my arms and lay my head against them and submitted myself to a thoroughly good fucking behind. In the back of my mind I heard Holly talking on the phone.
Maybe Evan had coke dick, I don't know. Maybe he's just fucking amazing. I'll never know coz I didn't get his number! Hey if you read this hun, email me. He lasted another ten minutes of my pussy pulsing around his dick. Thrusting in and out of me. I couldn't be bothered changing position, it just felt so great to me. Holly lay on the bed next to me, occasionally I'd turn my head to look over at her, smiling and playing with her pussy or her tits, watching me get railed. She'd give me a `having fun?' look but I couldn't respond. The cock just felt too good.
It was like when you're lying there having a massage or something, you don't want to move, you don't want to respond, you just want to lie there and love it until you fall asleep.
Alas such was not my lot. I heard a car pulling into the driveway, saw in the hall the reflection of lights. Holly leaped to her feet again. `Right, you, cum! Now!'
She grabbed Evan's cock and pulled it out of me, then frantically started rubbing him off. "Kate, stay right there like that". Before long Evan moaned and I felt his pulsing cock head being placed into my ass crack, warm spurts of cum shooting onto my puckered, still slightly gaping asshole, dripping inside me and pooling in my ass crack. Damn right it was hot.
Evan had barely stopped cumming before Holly was handing him clothes. Come on, yr taxi is here, time to go...Katie, stay like that, wait for me'. She hustled him out the door. I looked over my shoulder and said bye! Thanks!'.
I heard him say `thanks! You girls are weird!' before the door slammed and the lock clicked. A few seconds later there was the sound of the car outside, presumably a taxi, driving away. Then Holly's feet thudding down the hallway, stopping in the doorway to my bedroom.
She was trying to be quiet about sneaking up on me but the whole stampede-of-elephants-running-down-the-hallway routine had sort of given the game away. She was drunk, it was cute. Even though I was expecting it I still jumped a little when I felt her tongue start probing through my ass crack and into my hole, lapping away like a kitten.
Eventually hands shifted me over onto my back and I looked up and there was Holly, grinning, cheeks bulging.
`This is for pissing on you earlier isn't it?' I asked. She nodded. Then opened her mouth. Cum poured out in a flood, like vomiting in slow motion, all over my face. She ran her hand over her lip to get the strands off then wiped it in my hair. We were both giggling now. I reached up a finger and ran it through the cum and flicked it at her, missing by miles. Throwing cum is like trying to get boogers of yr finger.
She lay down beside me and pulled a bedsheet over our naked bodies. Somewhere in all this mess my fishnets had ended up around my ankles and Holly had lost her stockings and my heels. She wrapped an arm tight around my throat and lay the other across my tummy, stroking my skin gently. Our giggling was turning into full on belly laughs as we lay there on the bed. She leaned forward and licked a big rivulet of cum off my cheek, then rolled back and spat it in the air. The mix of cum and loogie arced and hit me right in between the eyes. We'd found a new game, and spent the next five minutes licking up the mess all over my face and chest and spitting it all around the room. We'd have to change the sheets again tomorrow.
But, naked under them that night, our bodies fitted together again like two parts of the simplest jigsaw ever, our breath hot on each other's faces, our bodies reeking of beer and sex. I realized neither of us had even cum that night. It didn't matter. We had the morning, or those moments when we wake up in the middle of the night, and the next night, and so on, for that.
I love you Holly' I love you Katie'.