The Paper - Part One

I wrote this story for someone, that’s why it is in the tense it is. Hope everyone can get through it that way.

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Psychology class had its ups and downs for you. Today’s class was most likely going to be a downer. For some reason Ms. Thomas, you refused to call her professor due to some of her less than stellar lectures, insisted on the final paper being a paired assignment and with two months left in the semester today was the day students would be paired off randomly. Well not entirely randomly. Ms. Thomas also insisted on male/female pairings, she liked getting both sides of a story, and looking around the classroom there wasn’t much of a chance of finding someone interesting to team up with. Most of the guys were either dumb as a brick jock types or too smart for their own good and need to get smacked up the side of their head, geek types.

“So I know who you’re rooting for.” Steph, a friend you made on the first day of class, leaned over and whispered as her eyes trailed off to the left. Her gaze settled on one of the jock type guys in class that actually made a valid point or intelligent comment from time to time. You had been searching out a time that you could approach Kyle but more than halfway through the semester he has proven to be quite elusive, quickly disappearing after class.

“I’m not holding my breath.” Your sour feeling for the day started to ooze out. Steph started to say more but Ms Thomas started announcing her pairings. You didn’t have to wait for your disappointment too long. Kyle and Rebecca was the first pairing announced. It seemed logical though, the hottest guy and girl in class getting put together only seemed to make sense.

The names went on and on. Steph seemed pleased with her studly match when her name was announced. Your name was next and you got Roger. Roger sat diagonally behind you and tried to look down your shirt every chance he got. Normally you wouldn’t have had a problem with the attention but Roger was a geek, not in the funny quirky geek way but in a way that made it painful to talk to the first time you tried flirting with him. You turned in your seat to look at him and were greeted with a broad grin.

After the last names were read students began to head out of class chatting with their new partners. Before you stood up completely Roger was by your side.

“Hey Brittany, it looks like we are a team.” Roger said to your cleavage.

“Yeah, well you have my email address so why don’t you come up with some ideas for the paper and send them to me so we can go over them later.” You just didn’t feel like dealing with Roger right now but if you gear yourself up a bit you’ll be able to handle him, after all it may be fun to tease him for the eight weeks the paper will take.

“Uh, yeah, sure! And maybe we could get together this weekend and go over them.”

“Sure.” Roger seemed like he was making plans for the date, in his mind it was a date, in his head already as he walked away with that quick walk of his.

Gathering up your books in your hands you were surprised to see Rebecca standing in front of you. “Um, Brittany right, do you have a second?” She had never talked to you before so you were trying to figure out what was up.

“As long as you don’t mind talking and walking, I have to get to my next class.”

“No problem. Listen, feel free to say no but I have a favor to ask.” You guys made your way out of the classroom and through the already empty hallway. “I was wondering if you’d be willing to switch partners for the paper.” You couldn’t repress a snort of laughter.

“Sure.” The intended sarcasm was lost on Rebecca.

“Really, you don’t mind!” Excitement tinged her voice so you thought she was serious.

“For real? You really want to swap?”

“Oh yes.” She took on a high school aged infatuated girl look on her face. She explained more after seeing the puzzled look on your face. “You haven’t heard the stories about Roger?” She continued explaining after you shook your head from side to side. “He,” she paused as if trying to find the appropriate words, “ah hell, he eats pussy like a champ.” You would have given your right arm to have a picture of your face when you heard that revelation.

“Roger?”

“Yeah, Sue, a friend of mine was going to play a joke on him at a party but he ended up working his way between her legs and, she said she never came like that before.” Her body language gave away the lustful thoughts she was having. One hand played at her necklace, twirling it around absently and her gaze drifted. She licked her lips then sucked her bottom one under her teeth and bit it gently. Her right nipple hardened and became visible through her shirt, her left was hidden from view but the way she started to pant quietly you were certain it was erect as well. You couldn’t believe she was letting herself think about Roger this way. “I date a lot of guys but none of them want to go downtown and its something I really want to try.”

“Wow.” If he brought out these in this far more experienced blonde bombshell he must be good. The thoughts of late night oral sessions at Rogers started to work their way through your head when you remembered who Rebecca’s partner was. “You’d have to ask Ms. Thomas.”

“She already said yes.” Rebecca looked like she was about to burst with happiness.

“Well then what’s the whole point of random pairings?”

“Well I told her that Kyle and I used to go out and it would be uncomfortable for both of us. We did used to go out, but it wouldn’t be uncomfortable” You liked her planning ahead.

“Who am I to stand in your way?” Rebecca clapped her hands together before jumping towards you to give you a quick hug.

“Thank you thank you thank you.” She broke the embrace and started to move quickly for the door. “I’ll put in a good word for you if he is as good as Sue said. I gotta catch up with Roger. Ohh,” pivoting around she continued to jog backwards and hollered, “and I’ll let Kyle know we are switching. We were going to meet tonight at seven at the library, is that good for you?”

You started to get caught up in Rebecca’s excitement and thought about getting to know Kyle better, a lot better. “Sure thing, let him know I’ll be there at seven.”


Chapter 2

On your ride home you couldn’t help thinking about the surprising news you discovered about Roger. That nerdy tongue of his working its way up your naked thigh, fingers gently touching your pussy before his tongue could get there. Crap, you can’t believe you are wasting time thinking about Roger when you were going to meet up with Kyle in less than four hours.

Those hours flew by; filled with daydreaming, a shower, daydreaming while showering, a finger disappearing inside you once or twice while showering, more daydreaming. Then you realized that you should probably have an idea or two about the paper so you spent two hours coming up with some topics, and just a little more daydreaming.

It was ten after seven and you made your way into the library; you didn’t want to make it obvious how much you were looking forward to this. You spotted him as soon as you walked in. He was wearing one of the muscle shirts he always seemed to have on. It was dark blue and went well with the jeans he was wearing. His was sitting, reading a red book as you approached. He noticed you coming towards him and he looked at you through the dark curls of hair that were hanging down into his eyes.

“Hey.” He stood up and ran his hand through his hair so it would fall backwards. At once you felt like a little child since he towered above you, then again most guys were taller than you.

“Hey.” You took a step closer to him so that you had to look up at him to look him in the face.

“So you didn’t want to partner up with Roger the Pussyman?”

“Well, Rebecca did kind of trick me and asked before she let me in on his talents.” You let your eyes wonder over Kyle’s body. You were surprised at his forwardness and took it s a good sign. This was the closest you have ever been to him. The muscles of his chest were obvious under his tight cotton shirt and you could make out every ripple in the muscles of his upper arms. He even smelled good without having bathed in cologne. Looking to his eyes she noticed the other advantage to standing this close, Kyle was getting an eyeful with the low cut shirt you decided to wear tonight.

“Then again I’m sure you have talents of your own.” That was your opening shot and you got the reaction you were hoping for. His eyes got big for a split second and then looked up into her eyes. At least he had been listening to you and not totally enthralled with your tits. A smile tugged at the sides of his mouth.

“I sure do,” he leaned down so his face was closer to yours, “I write a wicked term paper.” Both of you were grinning now. You were pleased he was quick witted enough for a comeback but a little worried maybe he was trying to deflect your innuendo. He dropped the book he was reading into his backpack and motioned towards the research section of the library. To guide you he gently placed a hand on your arm, just above the elbow. In anyone’s book physical contact was a good thing.

“So do you have any ideas?” You asked as you both entered into the rear part of the library.

“I have all kinds of ideas.” You could hear the challenge in his voice. He stepped around you to sit next to you at the table where you set your bag. As he passed by he let his hand that was on your arm caress your back.

“I meant about the paper.” You felt the tiniest bit uncomfortable. Not many guys picked up the innuendo that was commonly present in your statements and ran with it as easily as Kyle was. You retreated into talking about the paper and thankfully Kyle was perceptive enough to pick up on your uneasiness and he let you off the hook by switching back into student mode.

Over the next half hour the two of you went through four different topics. The first two you each suggested were too simplistic but Kyle’s third topic struck a cord with both of you, mainly because you were on opposite ends of the subject. The next hour was spent with the two of you arguing your respective sides of the topic trying to convince the other that you were right.

Much of his reasoning was sound and you admired the way he could actually listen to your argument, think about it and come back with a rebuttal. All too often you find discussions quickly end up degrading into ‘well you’re just wrong’ or even worse, ‘that’s stupid’. More than once the two of you were hushed by others in the room but kept up the intensity of the discourse.

You didn’t even realize you were doing it until you felt the muscle in his forearm tense, but your hand was resting on his arm. You were amazed that you were doing that without even trying. You replayed the last several minutes in your head and were shocked to remember doing several flirty things. You recollected flicking your hair back, using your arms more than once to accentuate your breasts, and just a second ago when Kyle made a humorous one liner you laughed loudly (and were shushed for it) and patted Kyle on his chest to demonstrate you found it truly funny.

You were intrigued with how quickly you felt at ease with him. Normally you were either intimidated by a guy or you were quickly turned off by him. You were chatting like you have known him for months. Your normal level of innuendo had dropped off significantly during the debate so maybe that was it.

Suddenly now, with your hand on his flesh, you were reminded how physically attracted to him you were. You wanted to remove your hand from his arm but Kyle’s next statement made you hesitate. “So listen, this place is going to close soon, you want to grab a couple texts and go back to my place and get to writing…” he lingered just long enough before continuing, “and whatever else.”

Normally you would have been anxious and came up with some kind of excuse but the last couple hours made you like Kyle greater the more you discovered about him. You couldn’t help but think of the things you could discover alone with him at his apartment. “And whatever else.” You repeated his last words quietly and traced your fingers up a vein in his forearm and off his arm at the elbow.

“My roommate is out of town so there won’t even be anyone there to shush you.”

“Good, I don’t like it when I have to be quiet.”

You saw his expression get distant for a second. Maybe you had misinterpreted things but a second later he shook his head a little and replied, “We really should get those books first though, I’d hate to fail this class from being too, distracted. You get those first two we mentioned, they should be in…” He continued to talk but you zoned out. He didn’t notice since you were still looking at him, his lips actually. You saw them making words but in your minds eye they were gently placing small kisses all over your body. From your lips to your neck they trailed, lingering on the soft hollow of your throat. They had made their way to the tops of your cleavage when his questioning look snapped you back to reality.

“Books, right, back here.” Jamming your thumb in the air pointing behind you you wanted more than anything to turn around and made a hasty retreat before your face could finish flushing but Kyle stood and once again ran his hands through his hair, apparently that was his thing and you found it adorable. In an unusual action he offered you his hand to help you to your feet, like something you’d see in those old fashioned movies, you thought it was sweet.

After you were on your feet you couldn’t help but watch him walk to the other side of the large room. Now that his attention wasn’t on you you could admire him. His confident and easy stride showed many of the muscles of his lean frame. You couldn’t help thinking what he would look like with his shirt off, with his shirt off and your hands on him.

As Kyle disappeared into the stacks you snapped out of your minor fantasizing and turned to the stacks that contained your needed books. The first one you found easily but the second was elusive. The longer you searched for it the more your attention wandered, thinking about what may happen next. After another minute or so you finally saw what you were looking for. It was on the top shelf so you stretched up to get it and could just touch it with your fingertips but not pull it down.

“Here, let me get that for you.” Kyle proximity and voice just behind you scared you initially but when he reached up for the book and his body pressed against yours fear was replaced with lust. It almost felt like he was enveloping you. He had the book in hand so you came down off your tip toes. When you did your body naturally pushed against him more and you made no effort to distance yourself.

Waiting just a half a beat so he realized you weren’t trying to get away, an arm of his wrapped around your middle and pulled you into him. You hugged his arm tightly against you and ground backwards against him. Slightly you swear you could feel something hardening against your ass. You closed your eyes and let yourself get lost in this embrace.

“The library is closing in five minutes, please finish your work and proceed to book checkout.” The announcement boomed over the intercom and startled both of you out of the moment and out of each others arms.

“Wow, that was loud. Nobody shushes him do they?”

“I guess not.” You hoped he didn’t notice your nipples had hardened just by being held by him, the bra and your top must have been enough to hide your arousal since he didn’t lead on that he detected them. “Just so there isn’t any kind of misunderstanding, are you sure about coming over?”

You weren’t sure about how far you wanted to go but you know that you didn’t want to go home. “We do have a while to get the paper done so we don’t have to get started on it right away,” his lips curled down and his eyes dropped to match them, “so we’ll have to think of something else to do while we are there.”

Your free hand snaked around his waist and pulled you to him. You were once again on your tip toes, but this time in search of something much better than a musty book, his lips on yours. He didn’t make it difficult for you, he bent his neck down and your lips met. His lips were full yet masculine and warmer than you thought they should be upon first touching them. They burned with a heat that betrayed his desire. His chest against yours felt perfectly natural, like this is where you were meant to be. Your hand worked its way up his back as you both deepened your embrace.

You thought it couldn’t have been more than a few heartbeats but another startling announcement of, “We will be closing in two minutes, please gather up your things and head to the exits.” You broke your embrace and couldn’t believe you had been kissing him for three minutes. There was no way you were going to bed tonight without getting this man.

You both fumbled around gathering up your books and headed for the checkout. This must have been a busy night because there were several people in line getting books. As you both stood in line Kyle let a hand caress your hip down and over your ass. Although it felt good you swatted his hand away, there were way too many people here for anything like that.

Finally getting finished in line you guys exited the large glass doors into the parking lot. “So do you want to follow me in your car or want me to drive you myself?”

“I better drive myself. I’d hate you have you be forced to drive me back here later, what with how exhausted you are likely to be.” She glanced down and noticed he was anticipating things also, his pants seemed a little tighter in front than they were when she first saw him. “Just be sure to go slow, it would be a bad thing if I lost you.”

“Don’t think for a second I’ll let that happen.” He walked to a black pickup and climbed in. You were lost in your thoughts quickly, previewing what you hoped would happen tonight. You weren’t driving for more than a block when your hand, totally of its own accord, fondled a breast. You started squeezing gently, imagining it was his hand. Flicking your thumb over a nipple you could swear you smelled him. You were right; his cologne was infused in your shirt. You inhaled it deeply as you pinched the nipple you were just gently caressing.

Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea for you to drive over separately, this waiting was torture. Then again it may have been worse if you had to sit next to him without being able to touch him. At least touch him as much as you wanted to.

It seems today was going to end up being a very good day after all.


Chapter 3

The rest of the trip was agony. You wanted more than anything to slip a hand down your pants to try and entertain yourself but thought that would be a little too much. Hopefully he didn’t live too far away. Another four blocks away and he turned off the main road into a nice apartment complex. You pulled into empty spots and scrambled out of your respective cars. Once again his arm was on you, leading you to a set of steps that went up to the second floor.

“We really do have to thank Rebecca don’t we?” Kyle asked this while he fumbled for keys in his pocket.

“Thank her for what, after all nothing has happened.”

“Not yet it hasn’t.” The door swung wide and he stepped inside holding the screen door open for you. “But if you come in here you better be ready for something.” Desire was obvious on his face.

“I think you’re the one that needs to get ready.” You stepped right in and there was barely enough room for you to get over the threshold but you needed only a bit since at once your arms were around his neck, pulling yourself up to kiss him. His arms were around your waist, lifting you up. His powerful arms made it a simple matter for him to twirl you into the room. He was even good enough that while you were still in the air he swung the door closed with is leg.

Your fingers snaked into his hair. You used that leverage to push your mouths together as tightly as possible. He dropped you back to your feet and his hands began to wonder. His left hand slid down to your ass and pulled you close. That drove his crotch against you and you could feel his arousal hard against you.

His right hand slid between you and took up a breast in his hand. He squeezed it roughly, hard enough that pleasure shot up and down your body forcing you to break your kiss and inhale sharply. It was only enough to separate your lips for just a second. When your mouths came together again you felt his tongue press against your lips. You opened them and let him invade you.

You slid your hands slowly down his shoulders, over the bare flesh of his arms. You both kissed and groped each other for several seconds before the passion was too much for both of you. This was far too much passion for two fully clothed people. You were the first to start fighting to remove his shirt, pulling it out of his jeans you had it pushed up his chest to his neck quickly.

He reluctantly took his hands and lips from you and let you pull his shirt off but you had another idea. When the shirt was above his head but still on his arms you yanked it to the side and back down behind him, this kept his arms locked in place above his head. You reached up and kissed him gently on the lips, then his cheek, then his neck. Fingers from your free hand felt his powerful bicep and traced down through his the hair of his armpit and then down his ribcage.

Kyle struggled against being held in check so you pulled harder on the shirt. He was much stronger than you so he could have easily freed himself but he only struggled and didn’t overtake you. You were glad to see he was willing to play along. Your lips continued down his body. The muscles that stretched across his chest were tasty beneath your lips, salty from a tiny bit of sweat and musky like a man should be. His struggling began to subside as a low moan started to rumble within his chest.

You came to his nipple and your tongue couldn’t help but circle it and tantalize it. Absent mindedly you ran both hands over him, thus releasing the shirt and his arms. To make up for letting him go you took the nipple between your teeth and bit down just hard enough to elicit the gasp you were hoping for.

Freeing his arms Kyle reached for your shirt. He had a much easier time with yours since it wasn’t tucked in but you were unwilling to make it easy, you kept his nipple trapped between your teeth making it impossible for him to remove your top. He was undeterred however and went to work on the clasps of your bra. Shockingly it only took him a quick snap of the fingers of one hand and you felt the bra come undone, impressive.

“Not going to play fair hey?” He grabbed you by the shoulders as he spoke and forced you up. He slipped his hands under your arms and peeled your shirt and bra up over your head.

“You don’t want someone that’ll just lay there do you?” You were kissing between every fourth or fifth spoken word.

“No.” You were now topless and he caught your wrists up in his strong hands. He forced you backwards and the backs of your legs came into contact with a piece of furniture. There was barely any light here so you couldn’t tell right away but it turned out to be a couch. He eased you down onto it keeping your hands above your head as you sat. While he came to sit down straddling you on the sofa he pinned your arms out to the side. “Otherwise our teasing each other would be hard to do.”

He kissed you and this time you let your tongue loose to explore. He sucked on it for a second but then pulled his head back. You tried to follow but the way he had you pinned down you were unable to do more than feebly strain for him. His smirk demonstrated you were doing what he hoped.

“Well if I can’t kiss you where is the fun in that?” Leaning his head down he quickly captured one of your pink nipples in his mouth and sucked on it hard. Gasping, “Oh that kind of fun.”

“Mmm Hmm.” Kyle grunted while switching to your other nipple. After a few more licks and sucks his hands eased their way down your body. He didn’t waste much time and they quickly had a handful of each of your breasts. He knew just how hard to squeeze without hurting you for real but to make you squirm. The rough texture of his hands was very different from those you was used to feeling on them, your own. He rubbed his palm over each nipple and that sent goosebumps shooting out over your breasts.

He leaned to one side and plopped down next to you, fingers dancing over your body. Now that your arms were free you let them slide down his well formed abs to the tops of his jeans. With one hand you started to work at the button while the other caressed between his legs. You could easily discern his hard cock through his jeans but you wanted to feel its heat in your hand.

“You want to go back to the bedroom before we go any further?” You popped the button and the strain that his member was putting on the zipper forced it to start slipping down. You could see the engorged head barely peaking out of the opening.

“It seems,” your hand closed over the exposed part of his cock while the other hand helped the zipper the rest of the way down, “That it’s too late for that.”

Starting to move your hand up and down his shaft you felt moisture beneath your hand, precum was coating his entire cock. It had been so long since you held one that you felt almost nostalgic about this moment. You loved the way you were in control at this moment, you could do just about anything you wanted.

“But I want to make love to you so badly.”

“Aww, and here I hoped you were going to fuck me.” Your hand began moving faster up and down him.

He smiled and came back with, “Well, if I have to I have to.” He stood and urged you to your feet along with him. Your hands never left him and seeing only one exit from this room aside from the kitchen you led him that with one hand on his cock, squeezing gently if he fell too far behind.

You could see his bedroom on the right; it was softly illuminated from lights outside so you could see a little better in here. “Well, here we are.” You turned him around and shoved his pants down past his knees. You put your foot on his pants to get them down to his ankles and pushed him back onto the bed, his cock still in your hands. Kicking his pants aside you made yourself at home kneeling between his legs. Now there was nothing to keep you from doing whatever you wanted, Kyle was at your command.

Running your fingernails up his thigh you slowly took his head into your mouth, tasting his precum on your lips and tongue. His cock was a perfect size for your mouth since you could keep his head in your mouth and pump with your fist, and when you wanted you could take him into your throat without your gag reflex kicking in too much.

For several minutes you teased the hair along his legs with gentle caresses while you manipulated your mouth over his cock and balls. Kyle was lying back on the bed, arms splayed out at his sides enjoying your work. The longer your actions went on the tighter his balls were contracting in his sack, it became difficult to suck one of them into your mouth.

“Alright, alright, I think it’s someone else’s turn.”

He put a hand under your chin, bringing your face up to his but before he could kiss you you pumped your hands faster over his cock and asked, “Aww, you don’t want me to go on? Don’t you like it?”

“I love it, just a little too much for things to go on much longer. Besides, I’m not the only one that gets to have fun.” He coaxed you into standing up, after you teased his prick several more times. Once you were standing he began to kiss your cheek while his hands worked on the buttons of your pants. Now that he had an advantage he used a handful of the waist of your pants to direct you towards the bed. “This is going to be something new for me.”

You couldn’t fathom the possibility he was a virgin, your mouth gaped open. “You’ve never…”

“Had a redhead before. Are the rumors true? Are you all firey in bed?”

“Darlin’ you have no idea.” You kissed him and bit his bottom lip to send a charge through him.

“Mmm,” he pulled back and sucked on the tiny bruise, “I guess so.” He kissed you again being mindful of your playfulness.

He took his time stripping you of your remaining clothes. Each time he undid a button he would trace lines over your exposed belly and breasts with coarse fingertips. Without touching them he had your nipples standing at perfect attention. They were aching to be touched and if he wasn’t going to do it you’d have to take things into your own hands. His kisses traveled down your neck and shoulder when your pinching fingers found your nipples.

Thankfully he finally undid the last button of your pants and stuck his thumbs in the tops of them, right at the edges of your hips, and pushed them down. It took a second to force them past the flare of your hips but soon enough they fell away in a woosh. The chilly air of the room blew between your legs giving you a slight chill but the heat from your excited pussy kept it at bay. Your own familiar scent drifted out among the two of you.

Kyle picked you up under your arms and laid you back onto the bed, back far enough so he could stretch out over you and kiss his way further down your body. His lips felt like hot branding irons on your flesh. Once they arrived at your breasts he paid them the attention they were due. He would kiss the delicate underside then flick his tongue over a nipple before returning to kiss your cleavage.

After he was able to properly worship your breasts you felt his hands slip up your legs. For a change of pace however he was no longer gentle. Two of his fingers plunged right into your pussy. The quickness of his assault made you moan and your legs quiver. You writhed underneath him as he started making the come here motion with the fingers inside you.

Your breathing started to rattle in your chest as the heat from your pussy spread through you. He must have had a lot of experience at this because he quickly brought you to the brink of an orgasm. When he started to use his thumb on your clit you immediately felt yourself cum. Your pussy closed over his fingers and your face flushed bright crimson, not that you could tell the latter. Heat or lightening or some kind of energy felt like it was trying to break free from you and the quivering of your body was the only way you could keep it inside you as long as you were. That energy was curling your toes and blurring your vision.

“There you go, now I’m not hearing any complaints.” You wanted to make some kind of witty reply but you couldn’t expel air from your lungs let alone say anything. Caught up in the moment you grabbed his arm by the wrist trying to drive his fingers deeper but at the very least ensuring he wouldn’t pull them free.

After what seemed a full minute you were able to breathe again, “Holy Crap.” The words blew from your mouth as you started panting and dropped back prostrate on the bed. Kyle started to slide down the bed, licking your juices from his fingers while positioning himself between your legs.

He eased himself against you and you felt the weight of his body start to press down on you. Wrapping your arms around him you urged him on. The tip of his cock pressed against your pussy and eased its way inside. Shifting your legs you opened them up even more so he could get deeper into you.

You bit down on his shoulder when he pushed the rest of the way into you. It felt fantastic to have a cock inside you. You could almost feel each vein and bump on it as he started to pump into you. At first he was gentle and was making love to you like he mentioned.

A musky smell caught your nostrils. His manly smell mixed with your juices and slight sweat filled the room. They filled the room almost as much as your sounds did. His movements added bed creaking noises to your moans and grunts.

You weren’t sure what felt better, the way your pussy was being stretched and filled with his cock, or just the closeness and way his body pressed against you. His closeness forced his breath down your neck, your nipples to brush over the coarse hair of his chest

Your hands felt like they were missing out on something so they went exploring. Past his narrow waist they wound their way down to his ass. You cupped a muscular buttock in each hand. When you did this he lifted himself above you a little and started moving quicker. Those quicker movements elicited a few grunts from him with each stroke; it began to elicit several types of moans from you. First there were throaty moans of pleasure, then a high pitched squeal when both of your hips found the correct rhythm that let him pound his way completely into you with each stroke.

Both of your movements became fluid, moving as one and you knew your second orgasm of the night wouldn’t be far behind. “That’s it” passed from your lips over and over the nearer you got. Kyle was rocking into you when you detected the beginnings of your orgasm start to lance out from between your legs. “Don’t stop” was the last thing that you moaned for several seconds as the passion of the evening broke through you, tensing your muscles and making your head swim.

The walls of your pussy fisted his cock as his movements slowed. Too lost in your own bliss you were unable to discern that he was about to cum himself. In the pale light of the room you could see his face begin to contort, mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure. He stroked into you one last time and came to rest with his full length ground into you. The extra pressure on your clit extended your own orgasm. His first shot of cum felt like a blast of pure heat inside you. That blast gave Kyle back the gift of speech, groans that were primeval seemed to leap straight out of his chest. Although his body no longer moved you could feel his cock leap about inside you with each shot of semen he released. Groans and a string of profanity continued to pour from Kyle’s mouth as he came.

You wrapped your arms around his chest and pulled him close as you detected his orgasm was coming to an end. His body was slippery with sweat, your own sweat made it worse but at the moment it was the greatest feeling in the world. He rested with a part of his body weight on top of you for several seconds. You felt his heart throbbing within his chest, almost as plainly as you felt your own. Echoes of both of your deep breathing bounced from the bedroom walls. When your bodies returned to some kind of normal breathing and heart rate he rolled off of you and sighed deeply. When you turned your head to look him in the eye you saw nothing but total contentment etched on his face.

The cool air dried the sweat covering your torso, hardening your nipples once again. That actually hurt a little after all the various stimuli they had experienced in the last hour. Kyle moved one hand to your forehead and brushed the lock of hair that had fallen across your face back and he looked deeply into your eyes. You had just been intimate with this man and were lying naked in front of him but for all that, you felt more touched and effected by this stare more than anything else so far this evening.

You were the first to break the silence, “You’re right.”

“About what?” Kyle asked in a raspy voice.

“We do have to thank Rebecca.”