Fresh Cut Romance (17 page)

She flashed a seductive smile. "I want to undress you first this time. Is it all right?"

When I nodded, her smile widened as she unbuckled my belt. Next, she unzipped my fly and grasping the top of my pants, dragged them to the floor. I kicked my shoes off and stepped out of the clump of fabric my pants had formed. She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it back over my shoulders where I shrugged it off and let it flutter to the floor. The only thing remaining was my shorts and socks. She giggled when she noticed the top of my rigid cock sticking above the waistband of my shorts. She dragged my shorts down and off, then grabbed my cock.

As she stroked it, I sighed and she snickered. "You know, before I started being a wicked girl with you, I'd never seen one of these for real."

"Is that right?"

"Yes it is. And I would never have guessed they were this huge. In fact, if it hadn't already been inside me, I would have said it wouldn't fit there."

"Well it did and it never wants to be anywhere else."

Her coy seductive smile came back. "You're sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

Holding my cock upright, she laved me from my scrotum to the very tip. "What about my mouth?"

I laughed. "That too."

"Good. Because I love to drive you crazy by taking you in my mouth."
Her tongue swirled over the length of my shaft once more. After making her way up, she worked the membrane and groove at the head, while stroking me with her hands. Her lips went around me and she began to suck as if she were a vacuum cleaner.

I
watched her suck and lick, pumping me faster and faster. Moaning almost continually, my hands wrapped around the back of her head, bunching her dark brown hair. I held on to the back of her head partly to control her movements and partly to stabilize my wobbly legs.
"You are so fucking good. Please don't stop."

As I
pushed my cock deeper into her beautiful mouth, she purred.

"
Oh baby you make me feel like a king. Ooh, ahhh. That's it, oh yeah, swallow my cock." To my wonder, her mouth slid further and further down my staff 'til her lips tickled the hair at the bottom.
Christ, she's deep throating me.

She made me feel so good, my body hummed.
Directing her mouth's up and down motion, I raised my cock up in rhythm to meet her downward thrusts.
Then
when her elegant, long fingered hands moved to the inside of my legs, she grasped my nuts and closed her hand, squeezing firmly, a wonderful, tingly sensation built-up.

"
Ohhh oh! I'm gonna come." I warned her, but once again, she didn't pull away.  Waves of tingly pleasure pulses swept through my body and mind, followed by another and so forth. "I'm coming," I shouted, but she ignored me. Instead, she sucked harder until my cock squirted a glob of jism into her mouth. Though she'd been warned, and I kept shooting wads of spunk into her mouth, she kept stroking and sucking. It was obvious that that’s what she wanted, so I decided,
Fuck it! I'm going to enjoy what she's giving me.
I grasped my baby's head with both hands firmer and fucked her mouth, shooting spurt after spurt of male crème into her mouth while thrilling sensations swirled within me.

After the last drop of cum had dripped into her mouth,
Laurel glanced up at me. Still holding my cock, she took it out of her mouth and smiled. "That sure was fun." Then she ran her tongue across her lips. "Did you like your little blow job?"

I
gazed at my dreamgirl and smiled.
She sure is game.
"More than you can imagine."

"Good."
Laurel examined my shaft from stem to stern, licking it clean as she did. She squeezed it and a quantity of semen pooled at the top and began to run down. Her tongue darted out and collected the surplus jism. She rubbed her tummy. "Good to the last drop."

Laurel
's pretty face held a mischievous, but pleased countenance. Watching as I gazed at her, she smiled. I still held her head between my hands and urged her up. Face to face, my lips crushed against hers. Ignoring that she'd just swallowed my semen, I swabbed her mouth with my tongue. "That seemed like a slice of Shangri-La. I can't believe you're so good at that without any experience?"

She shrugged. "I just do
what it seems like I should."

Although I adored the feeling, I'd never felt totally comfortable coming in a woman's mouth, so I asked her, "You don't mind me ejaculating in your mouth?"

"I could never mind receiving anything that comes from you."

"What's it taste like?"

She sniggered. "It doesn't taste good…or bad, but it comes from you."

She was still dressed, so I finished unbuttoning her sweater. "Now,
it's my turn to take you to the moon and back." I pulled her sweater over her shoulders and off each arm, them I undid and freed her lacy bra. I eased her back with a gentle push of my hand. With Laurel lying there, I reclined beside her and fondled her beautiful breasts. Tunneling her long, elegant fingers through my tresses, she moaned as I sucked on her jutting, swollen nipples, and unzipped her jeans.

Startling me, she grasped and stroked my semi-hard rod that rested against her thigh. Breathing heavily, I couldn't wait to bury my enlarged cock in my baby's sweet cunt. She must've had the same idea, because, as I rose up to pull her jeans off, she said, "Take my jeans off. I want to see what it's like to make love in a bed the way we did in the rain forest." She elevated her hips, slid her jeans and panties over her buttocks to her knees, then dropping down, raised her legs and waved them. "Hurry. Take them off."

Laurel's wish was my command, so I dragged the garments down her shapely legs and slipped them over her feet.

"Finally!" she chirped, as she flipped over and maneuvered herself until she rested on her knees and forearms, with her prime ass jutting up in the air. Wiggling her shapely ass, she giggled. "Take me, I'm yours, you slowpoke."

I knee-walked up behind her.  As I eased the tip of my cock into the entrance of her glistening pussy mouth, she mewled in anticipation, expecting me to thrust my engorged into the slippery pink walls of her pussy.

Smack!
I jammed my cock into her in conjunction with a smart slap on her ass with the palm of my hand.     

"Ow! Ooh! What'd you do that for?"

"You were being a smart ass. Did it hurt?"

"Damn right
…but it felt good, too. Do it again."

I pulled my shaft almost out and repeated the smack thrust. She didn't cry or complain. What she did do was purr and push her ass back in my cock. I pulled back, whacked her and thrust in to the hilt and listened with pleasure as my baby purred like a kitty cat. Apparently,
Laurel enjoyed my roughness and was giving me carte blanche. massaging my love's clit with one hand and smacking her fine ass with the other, I fucked her like a maniac. After about twenty smacks my baby's right cheek grew red so I switched hands—smacking her left cheek and teasing her clit with the fingers of my right hand.

I stopped spanking
Laurel after a dozen more swats and concentrated on the job at hand, fucking her to orgasmic oblivion. Laurel reached back and took over my clit duty so I grasped her hips and pushed and pulled her hips, sliding her snug cunt over my shaft.

There was a tighter and different feeling from fucking
Laurel from behind. A feeling I loved. A climax was near, but Laurel beat me to it. Screaming, "I love you Julian, I'm comin-g-g-g!" Laurel's spasms, and screaming got to me. As she jerked and convulsed, her actions set off my own orgasm. A tickly, feathery feeling pervaded my testicles. Then tingly sensations enveloped me that inexorably built up, signaling the beginning of, and turning into massive release. “Ohhh oh! I’m gonna to cum, too.”

But
Laurel wasn’t listening. She took every inch of me as she violently backed her smooth ass into my pubic bone. I ejected a copious quantities of jism into perky snatch, as her movements grew more frantic and spasmodic.
My God, she's climaxing again!
We climaxed together.

When my orgasm had run it's course, I pulled out.

Laurel rolled onto her back. "That was wonderful. Did you like it?"

"Very much."

She held her arms out. "Come here."

I lay beside her. Holding each other, we kissed, hugged and talked until sleep overtook us.

* * * *

  When I woke up, I stretched my arms before glancing at the digital clock. Rubbing my eyes I read the time—9:52 a.m. Once again, after a night of hot, passionate, but loving sex, I resided on cloud nine. I loved a man and almost as good, I absolutely loved
sex
with him. I could no longer picture a chaste life. I was so glad I hadn't said my permanent vows. I would get married to the most wonderful man in the world, beside my father and have three little ones for both of the men in my life. I wouldn't become a sister, but I would still do good things for the underprivileged. Sister or not, helping those less fortunate was the important thing.

Stifling a yawn, I rolled over and noticed Julian wasn't there. Before I could begin to worry, I heard kitchen utensils banging and that's not all. In a beautiful, warm, melodic baritone, the love of my life was singing, a cappella,
Some Enchanted Evening.
Recalling our wonderful night, I smiled and spoke
sotto voce,
"My future husband is a man of
many
talents."

I reached out and pulled his pillow to my bosom. I inhaled deeply, taking in his manly aroma. A vision of him on top of me, my arms wrapped around him as he made magnificent love to me materialized in my mind.
God I love Julian.

The man of my dreams interrupted my reverie with his physical appearance and his powerful voice.

Who can explain it?
Who can tell you why?
Fools give you reasons,
Wise men never try.
Some enchanted evening
When you find your true love,
When you feel her call you
Across a crowded room,

Holding a tray, standing beside me totally naked and aroused, I grabbed him and he stopped singing on a gasp.

"That's beautiful. I never knew you could sing."

He set the tray down and pulling my hand away bowed. "I know. I don't sing much, but you make me so happy, I have to tell the world."

After taking a sip of orange juice, I asked. "What is it?"

"Crab cakes with poached eggs and lemon hollandaise sauce."

I tasted a forkful of crab cake and sauce. "Mmm, delicious.
Singing, cooking and sex, what other extraordinary talents do you have?"

One eyebrow rose as if he was thinking. "That's about it. Eat up before it gets cold."

I forced an oversized smile. "If I eat everything on my plate, can we make love again?"

"Of course, but
first I have something to tell you."

Chapter T
hirteen – The Truth

"
Some people think it's holding on that makes you strong, sometimes it's letting go."
~Unknown~

"M
mm, that was delicious. What's for dessert?"

He gaped at me. "Dessert for breakfast. Are you serious?"

I flashed a coy smile in his direction. I grabbed him, though he was no longer aroused. "Yes, I feel like something long like a Popsicle, but warm and silky. Do you happen to have anything like that handy?"

He laughed. "I guess so and for dessert I feel like something warm, soft and wet. Mmm, I can almost taste it, but first I have something to tell you, remember?"

I straightened up and leaned against the headboard. "I'm all yours…in everyway you can think of."

He smiled, then pursed his lips and looked up to the ceiling. "This is going to be hard."

"Why."

"Because it's something you're not going to like."

I leaned forward, wrapping my hands around my knees. "What could it be? Just tell me and let's have dessert."

He laughed. "Yeah right. Tell me baby, if I did something which affected you, would you want to know about it, even if it made you mad?"

"Of course. It can't be that bad. What's it about, spit it out?"

He gazed at me for a second and a tear glistened in the corner of his eye. The side of his hand wiped it just before he glanced away. "Okay, here it goes. I hope you don't hate me too much."

"Don't be silly."

"You remember that first night and I took you out and you couldn't remember anything?"

"Ah-huh. I was so mad. Here we made love and I couldn't remember. It was maddening."

Julian still refused to look my way. "There's a reason you couldn't remember."

I leaned back against the pillow waiting for him to continue.

"We didn't do anything. We didn't go out and we didn't make love."