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     This story is fiction, but that doesn't necessarily mean that some 
of it isn't based on actual events.  If you are under age or under 
spells, whatever your locale says that is, then please leave.  You 
must.  We mean it.  This story is copyrighted under 17 USC Section 102.  
Do not use it without express permission.   Any similarities to that of 
living people is pure coincidence... no foolin'.

                                                                       
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    Comments would really be appreciated, especially by fellow writers, 
but by readers as well, as you are more or less the "target audience", 
both criticism(hopefully constructive) and praise.
(But go easy on me... I'm relatively new here.)

contact danmetallo@peoplepc.com





                          Rendezvous Pt.II
     
     I felt her hands return to the back of my head, softly gripping my 
hair, and I flattened my tongue and drew it vertically along the length 
of her swollen lips, delighting in the taste of her savory juices.  I 
perceived a soft moan coming from Beth's lips, and after running my 
tongue along her swollen lips, I searched out her tight hole.  Gently 
sucking on her distended lips, drawing her tender flesh in my mouth, 
and upon releasing it, I eased my tongue into her.  At the same time, 
I gently insinuated my hands beneath her splendid ass, revelling in the 
feel of her firm flesh.  I heard her moan again, a bit louder this 
time, and the hands on the back of my head applied a faint pressure as 
I pushed my tongue impetuously into her juicy cunt.  Easing my tongue 
in and out of her constrictive pussy, a moderate rhythm developed 
itself, and as I peeked up at Beth from between her raised thighs, I 
saw her eyes closed tightly, with an almost inappreciable smile 
crossing her face.  I luxuriated in her abundant juices as I ran my 
tongue along the length of her once more, this time stopping when I 
reached her proud nub, and took a few playful stabs at her core with 
my tongue.  I bathed it lightly with my tongue several times, and this 
time when I glanced at her, her head was moving back and forth, eyes 
still tightly closed, but this time what would have to be described as 
a tight-lipped grin was affixed on her face.  I tenderly surrounded her 
swollen clit with my lips, and applied a very light suction to it, and 
her hands pulled my face tightly toward her.  Sucking harder, I heard a 
very low-toned stream of incoherent language being emitted from her 
lips, as her hips begin to raise up toward my face, with almost 
imperceptible jerks of her soaked pussy toward my welcoming mouth. 
Taking a few playful swipes of my tongue at her feisty clit,  I then 
ran my tongue up the length of her juicy cunt.  Wrapping my lips around 
her bulging clitoris, she emitted a sound that resembled sort of a 
high-pitched mewling, tightening her thighs closely around my head, 
tight enough to become worrisome, until she finally went limp on the 
futon, breathing heavily.  I made a trail of kisses across her stomach 
and her breasts, then quickly shifted my weight and positioned myself 
by her side.  I slid my arm underneath her lithe neck, and looked at 
her attractive face for several minutes as she recovered from her 
consummation.  She turned to me and smiled unrestrainedly.

 "Wow! No one has ever done that for me before, Danny... ever!"  she
gushed, her lovely face radiantly beaming, then kissed me impetuously
while wrapping her arms around me, slipping her tongue inside my mouth
to meet mine.  "Thank you, and I mean it,"  she said, and then paused
with a look of bemused surprise on her face.  "Hmm... so that's what I
taste like, eh?"  she inquired and grinned broadly.

     "That's you, babe, Do you like it? I know I do,"  I told her and
smiled, and saw her blush slightly.  "And don't mention it.  I'm really
quite surprised that I am the first to taste you.  I really am.  In
fact, I'm honored.  I can tell you honestly that I've wanted to taste
your pu...," I started to say, then corrected myself, "I mean, umm...
taste your 'kitty', yeah, that's what I'll call it, from about the first
day I met you,"  I informed her with more than a fair amount of honesty,
and kissed her softly on the lips.

     "You can say 'pussy' in front of me!  And if I must remind you, a
few moments ago you had your tongue in mine," she pointed out to me and
giggled .  "Girls use it pretty commonly these days," she informed me
with a shy titter.  "I mean, I try not to say it too often, but girls
generally don't say 'he put his pee-pee in my vagina'.  'Pee-pee' is 
way too schoolyard, while 'vagina' is far too clinical, although I'm 
pretty sure that 'vagina' is from the Latin for sheath, which I think 
is a fairly apt description,"  Beth informed me, then asked, "From the 
first day you met me, huh?  Color me flattered.  So why didn't you say
anything? And where did you come up with that 'kitty' thing?" 

     "'Why didn't I say anything?" I repeated her words for effect, and
explained,  "I think that's in Chapter 2 of the book _How to Get a 
Woman to Instantly Despise You_   'Excuse me, ma'am, but may I eat your
pussy?'  Doesn't usually work, unless you happen to be in the Red Light
district and have a few hundred dollars in your pocket," I explained to
her with a grin.  "And if you like 'creampies'," I told her with a look
of displeasure on my face.

     "And I'd still like to hear the origin of 'kitty'.  I have a
feeling I'll be rapt," she said with a sly grin.
   
      "Oh, the 'kitty' thing," I said, looking over at Beth's elegant
features, "an old girlfriend of mine used it to describe her
'intimates', shall we say. And to be perfectly frank with you, hearing
you say 'pussy' somewhat excites me," I explained honestly.

      "It shows, honey," she grinned, "and what shall we call this?" she
inquired snickering, pointing at the throbbing cock jutting from my
body. "Hmmm... let's see, 'pee-pee' doesn't seem to do it justice, and
'dick' is a tad schoolyard, I think... so in this situation, I think we
should call it a 'cock' by default," she declared with a calm smile,
showing her expertise in the field of street semantics.  "But in your
case, maybe we should call it your 'big, hard, pulsing cock'," she said
playfully, grinning at me sweetly.  "So, Danny... shall we proceed to
the next step, darlin'?  I believe that I want you inside of me," she
told me smiling, knowing that she was driving me to my limits.  "To be
precise, I want *this* thing...," she said while wrapping her dainty
hand around my hard prick,  "your 'big, hard, pulsing cock'... inside 
of me," Beth purred softly, a bit beyond mere suggestiveness, shocking 
me with her candor.

      It took several moments for me to digest all of the information
Beth had dispersed in the last several minutes, but knowing of Beth's
unending enjoyment from shocking me, I tried to collect myself, and
observed, "Beth, believe me, I want to 'get in your pants', to use a
subtle euphemism.  And I also would like to get my 'big, hard, pulsing
cock', your term, inside of you... you can be sure of that... but what
about birth control?  The last thing we need is a child.  Well, maybe
not exactly the last thing... the last thing might be if we were fused
together at the hips.  But you get my point... and I don't carry a
rubber in my wallet.  Never have."

      "It's a moot point, Danny. I'm on the Pill," she said, surprising
me again.  "And call me naive, but I don't see you as an intravenous
drug user, and we already discussed the homo thing... excuse me, that's
'gay' thing, Mr. Politically Correct, and I don't think that you're
either one of them.  Call me a novice, or call me in love, or you can
call me both, but I don't want you wearing anything.  Why?" she asked
rhetorically, and before I could respond,  "You don't have to wear
anything because I love you, Danny.  And loving you includes trusting
you not to do anything to hurt me.  And I do trust you," she asserted. 
"But for one who delivered such an eloquent discourse on the discomfort
of using condoms, I'm quite touched by the fact that you were
considering purchasing one to use for our 'sexual congress',your term,"
she said, and I didn't detect any sarcasm in her voice, which was
something in itself.  "No wonder I love you, Danny," she said, and
somewhat out of character, she didn't smile. 

     "Are you sure, Beth? This could change our relationship
drastically, you know,"  I told her, secretly hoping that she wouldn't
change her mind.  "I want to do this as much as you do, honey... damn, 
I want to do this, but I don't want to do anything that would endanger
our friendship," I said, and looked to see her silently nodding,looking
at me intently.  "We both know what sexual relationships can do to
friendships.  It can make bitter enemies of former good friends.  It
would kill me to place our unique love affair in jeopardy," I told her,
and proceeded to put the ball in her court, saying, "So this is what 
I'm going to do...  I'm leaving it up to you.  If you think that we can
navigate our intimate friendship through the treacherous tides of 
sexual intimacy, then so be it.  We'll do it,"  I said, looking over at 
her attractive face, hoping that she would easily refute my logic.  I 
was counting on it.

    "Okay, Danny," she said to me almost immediately, then paused
momentarily to consider her next words.  "Here's the way I see it -  1)
on one hand, we may ruin our relationship, which is doubtful, but
remains a possibility; on the other hand, we may *strengthen* our
relationship.  Are we willing to risk that? I don't know about you, but
I am.  Baby, I can see your point at being reluctant to risk our
friendship, and I appreciate your unselfishness to point those risks
out, but Danny, please consider this point... we don't *resemble* any
other couple!"  Beth said rather assertively, and I had to admit, she
had a point.  She continued.  "And 2) I think that this bond is plenty
strong to withstand, and I quote, 'the treacherous tides of sexual
intimacy'(nice metaphor by the way, babe)," she opined parenthetically,
and continued without skipping a beat.  "Hell, I've known girls that
have had five lovers and more in the year and a half that we've been,
quote/unquote, 'acquainted', if you will.  And Danny... you haven't had
any lovers.  I'd know.  The school isn't that big.  Granted, it's big,
but not big enough for the juicier bits of the girls' grapevine to 
elude me,"  she explained, and again she had a point.   "People already 
think that we're doing each other now, Danny," she told me, and again, 
she had yet another point.  Most of my friends, both male and female, 
suspected that our denials were an amateurish attempt to be 
inconspicuous. If I were an outsider, I'd have likely thought the same 
thing.  I think we may have even had a sexual 'glow' about us.  Only 
without the sex.  I believe I was convinced. 

     I took her tightly into my arms, running my hands down her back to
gently cup the rounded globes of her firm ass, thrusting my tongue
deeply into her mouth.  Easing her onto her back, she slowly spread her
slender legs, giving me a sultry smile. I gently wound my hands through
her long silken strands, kissing her very tenderly at the corners of 
her sensuous lips.  My hand meandered down to her downy pubic area, 
slowly approaching to her excited swollen pussy. As my fingers grazed 
her wet labia, I kissed her soft lips passionately, our tongues madly 
dancing within our mouths. I kissed my way to her lean neck, gently 
kissing and licking my way to her shoulder, and then continuing down to 
her milky-white breasts.  Her erect nipple found its way to my mouth, 
and I ran my tongue softly against her perky flesh, trailing to her 
other nipple.  Her fingers entwined in my hair as I slowly descended 
down her flattened tummy, kissing and nibbling my way to the beginning 
of her sparse pubic triangle. 

      Reaching the junction of her thighs, she spread her legs widely,
bending them at the knee. I moved to kiss and suck on her inner thighs,
and her hands were in my hair as I kissed ever so closer to her
saturated flower.  The center of her flowing slit attracted my kisses,
and I drew her distended lips into my mouth, tasting her tart juices. I
moved down to the beginning of her sultry womanhood, and I flattened my
tongue, slowly bringing it up the length of her soaked pussy, and
stopping when I arrived at her upright clit.  Lightly swiping my tongue
across her sensitive nub, and her hands on my head pulled me tightly
against her body.  Looking up at her face, she silently mouthed the
words 'I want you now', and I kissed and licked my way across her flat
belly.  I arrived at her elegant breasts, kissing and licking on one,
then the other, and finally reached her radiant face.  Very softly at
first, I kissed her, then with increasing passion as I eased my tongue
into her mouth.  She met mine with enthusiasm, our tongues wrestling
within each other's mouths, and I positioned the bulging head at the
entrance to her soaked excitement.  Tempted to thrust my stiff prick
deeply inside of her,  I instead rubbed the swollen head all along the
source of her moisture, gathering up her lubrication for my initial
entry.  

    Looking deeply into her mesmerizing eyes I applied firm, yet gentle
pressure into her, I slid inside of her,and I was in awe of the amazing
tightness of her sweet cunt.   There was a look of muted elation on the 
face of woman I loved, and I initiated a slow easy rhythm within her, 
feeling her arms around my back, pulling me close. As I began to thrust
harder and deeper into her lubricated quim, I took her perky nipples
into my mouth, at first one, then the other, tenderly bathing them with
my tongue.  Her tight wet pussy was the target of my pistoning  hard
cock, and as my swollen balls slapped lightly against her superb
derriere, she positioned her hands on my ass, pulling me even deeper
within her.  I moved my face to the side of her neck, sucking and
licking on her smooth skin there, and she whispered provocatively in my
ear, "Yes, Danny! Fuck me! Oh baby! Fuck me hard!" lost in the throes
of passion.  When I heard her enthusiastic  pleas, I pounded her
drenched pussy mercilessly, and she met my every thrust with a very
alluring expression on her attractive face.  Continuing to hammer into
her tight slit, Beth pulled me down to her to kiss me with heartfelt
emotion, and I could sense that familiar feeling in the back of my
swollen balls.  She was moving her head from side to side, her eyes
tightly closed, and I continued to drive my shaft deeply into her. 
Suddenly, she wrapped her legs around the back of my thighs, and as I
drove into her deeply, she began to utter a subdued stream of rousing
off-color language into my ear. Releasing a deluge of warm pearly white
cum into her womb,  I could feel her vaginal walls contracting around
me, and I moved my lips to hers, kissing her with love and affection. 
Backing my face away until I was inches from her pretty face, I gazed
into her pretty blue-gray eyes, and she smiled lovingly at me.  We
rested in silence for several minutes before Beth spoke.

     "Danny... I *loved* that.  We were loving, we were intimate, we
were passionate... we didn't just fuck... we *made love*," she said
dreamily.

     "I'm glad you enjoyed it, girlfriend -- I very much enjoyed it
myself," I told her without pretense, "And fucking comes later... we'll
work up to that," I told her with a wide grin.

      "That's not funny!," she said as she punched my arm semi-sharply. 
"We just shared an amazing intimate experience," she said with
conviction, "or don't you see it that way?" she asked somewhat
suspiciously.

     "I'm sorry.  I was just being a wise-ass.  You're right, baby. It
*was* special. It *was* intimate. It *was* passionate," I told her as I
attempted to repair her hurt feelings. 

      "Really?" she asked, looking to see me nodding with a smile on my
face. "You know, I was worried about that somewhat, given all of your
sexual experience."

     "Beth -- I'm *not* all that sexually experienced. I stayed with my
first girlfriend for five years.," I said.   

     "I believe you, Danny. I appreciate your honesty when dealing with
your sordid past," she said grinning, looking at me with affection. 
"And just to clear this little issue with no misunderstandings, when I
said 'no one has ever done this for me before', or something to that
effect, I didn't only mean 'oral sex', although now I know the reason
it's called 'giving head'. I meant that no one had ever given me an
*orgasm*.  You know, climax.  Spasm.  `Riding the pony'.  Discharge.  
Getting off.  The big 'O'.  Cum.  You're the first, Danny... other than
my own hand, that is," she said with an impertinent smile on her face. 
"But they were *nothing* like the rapture you bestowed upon me a little
while ago.  Again, thank you.  I love you, babe.  And I'll see if I can
maybe make it up to you," she said with something of an inviting grin 
of her face.

    "Wow... what about all of your other boyfriends?"  I inquired of
her, sincerely wanting to know the answer, and feeling quite full of
myself with the knowledge that I had brought her initial orgasm.  Well,
other than her own hand.  "And why are you on the Pill?" I asked her,
almost as an afterthought.

    "Haven't I already told you that I only had two 'real' boyfriends?"
she reminded me, and I realized that she had told me.   "And by 'real',
I meant that I 'did it' with them or 'went all the way'. 'Going all the
way' consisted of two lousy minutes, and that's giving them the benefit
of the doubt, of unfocused humping and heavy breathing.  "And the Pill? 
Well, neither of my so-called lovers wore protection, and I started
thinking what a tragedy it would have been to have either one of those
sphincters' children.  So I listened, I read a lot, and then marched
right up to the public clinic and obtained the pill. Just in case. And
then I met you.  Like I said, you've let me advance at my own pace...
and I love you for that.  You see, I was a pretty protected kid when I
was growing up.  An all-girl Catholic high school, not being able to
date until I was 16, a sexually-repressed mother and father who didn't
bother teaching me about the 'facts of life'.  At all," she said,
sounding pretty exasperated. I put my arm around her shoulder, thinking
that the all-girls school and not being able to date until she was 16
would go a long way in explaining why she only had two boyfriends.  

     "You seemed to do more than okay a little while ago.  How did...,"
I began to say when Beth cut in.

     "I listened a lot. You'd be surprised at how randy the things that
are said in the girls' locker room or bathroom.  I've heard girls
bragging that they screwed some trophy lay, like a professor or
something.  I don't know if it was true, but I've heard that certain
professors had creative ways of allowing you to earn 'extra credit', if
you will," she said with a displeased expression on her face.  "I read
quite a bit.  And actually, I was just more or less following your
lead.  I trusted you, and you proved worthy of that trust," she
expressed, then said, "And best of all... you lasted more than two
minutes," laughing as she did, and kissing me sweetly when she was
through.

     "Yeah, I was good for at least three, and hell, I might even have
lasted *four* minutes," I kidded her, and looked to see her giggling. 
"Believe it not, I was a two-minute man myself in the early stage of 
the game.  I kinda think we all are," I told her honestly.

      "Umm... how old were you at this so-called 'early stage of the
game'?" she inquired, looking at me with sincere interest.

      "Now, I'm going to be honest with you here, so don't brand me as
promiscuous or anything,"  I bargained with her, and seeing her nod her
head, I said,  "Fourteen."

      "Well, it's not like I've never heard of that before. Just out of
curiosity... how old was she?  And while I'm at it, what was her name?" 
she asked, and I was quite surprised that she had asked me those
questions.

      "You know what, Beth?  I'll be damned if I even remember it.  You
see, I was really drunk, you see, and...," I started to say when I
looked at her to see her rolling her eyes.  "No, I'll be honest... she
was a *mature* 12 or 13. And her name was Rae; pretty name, huh?  And I
might point out, we stayed together for about five years, so I haven't
had a boatload of girlfriends either," I said, wondering what reaction
she would have.

      "Rae, huh?  You're right. That is a pretty name. It sounds to me
as if you were both rather 'precocious', shall we say.  Did you love
her?  And, did you, well, you know... do everything?" she asked me
hesitantly.

      "Yeah, I guess we were precocious in a sense," I told her.  "She
was my first.  And yes, I loved her.  And, I think that we did
everything that a 'normal' heterosexual couple does, but I guess that
depends on how you define 'normal'."

        "Woman on top, huh?  Let's just say that I'm intrigued," she
said smiling, leering at me. "Did she, umm, you know... umm, orally
satisfy you?"  Beth nervously struggled to ask me.

        "Why, yes she did, Beth... why do you ask?" I inquired, curious
as to where this line of questioning was leading.

        "Well... I think I want to do it for you," she said, and as she
was saying the words I felt myself begin to stiffen.  "No, I'm *sure*
that I want to do it for you.  I mean, you did it for me and made me
feel so good... I'm pretty sure that I want I to return the favor...
it's only fair," she told me, and I felt a huge smile growing upon my
face.

        "First of all, you would do it for *us* --  not for me.  And
it's not about 'fair', darlin'.  I did what I did to you because I
*wanted* to.  And I enjoyed it. Are you sure, honey?  I mean...," I was
about to say when she cut in.

        "I've been thinking about it since you made me cum so
beautifully tonight.  I can't begin to describe the sensations I felt. 
It's the least I can do... and better yet, I *want* to do this.  I want
to make you feel as good as you made me feel.  Simply put, I want to
taste you, Danny," she said with resolve, and as my boner rose up even
more, she looked at my face for a reaction.

        "Okay, honey... if you're sure," I told her. "I'm game," I
concluded, kissed her enthusiastically, and rolled over on my back. The
fact was, I was *way* more than merely game.  I think I might have been
World Series in relation to "game", if that's a reasonable analogy. 
That is to say, "considerably more than game".

       With that, she climbed on top my body and lay on top of me.  She
kissed me on the lips, hesitantly and with her lips closed as first,and
then she gradually became more aggressive with her sweet kisses.  I ran
my hands softly over her exquisite rounded ass, feeling her hair reach
my hands, and she eased her tongue into my mouth, swirling her tongue 
in unison with mine.  Stroking her hair from the middle of her back to
where it ended at her splendid ass,  she raised her head and looked
directly into my eyes.  I saw hints of love. I saw suggestions of
desire. I saw touches of pleasure.  I looked to see her smile slightly,
then she moved her soft lips to the side of my neck,licking and sucking
tenderly, and she slowly started to descend down my body. She paused as
she came to my erect nipples, pausing to bathe each one with her tongue
as she softly sucked upon them, drawing a low moan from my lips.  She
looked up at me and smiled when she heard me moan, then very
deliberately and slowly kissed and nibbled her way across my stomach,
and I felt her firm breasts on the top of my thighs.  She very briefly
inserted her tongue into my navel, and then she very slowly kissed a
path to the top of my pubic hair.

     "Danny, I've never done this before," she told me in a nervous
whisper as she looked up at me expectantly.  "I want to do this for
you... for us, but I don't really know how to go about it.  Will you
tell me what to do?"

     "This might surprise you, honey, but I 've never done it in my
somewhat brief history either," pointed out in a soft tone while
grinning at her, but as I noticed her begin to frown,I hurried to quell
her fears.  "Look Beth, first of all, I'm quite honored that I'll be
your first.  Secondly, I don't want you to do this if you're not sure. 
And lastly, don't worry about it, baby.Just the fact that you have your
hand on my cock is thrilling enough to me.  Just do what seems
natural,"  I reassured her while looking at her enchanting face, "and
I'm sure you'll do just fine."

    Kissing in the area near the beginning of my pubic growth,
continuing downward until my straining cock gently poked her beneath 
her chin, she pulled her head away slightly.  She looked down at my 
swollen shaft, and I noticed her very seductively, if not purposely, 
slowly licking her lips, and she gently wrapped her fingers around my 
prick. Very slowly, she lowered her head to my shaft, and I felt her 
hair flowing over my thighs as she hesitantly kissed on the crown.  
Tentatively sticking her tongue out of her mouth, she lightly touched
the skin beneath the sensitive bulging head, and feeling me twitch, she
quickly moved to the base of my manhood.  She slowly drew her tongue up
my swollen length,and when she reached the tip, she looked into my eyes
and smiled, taking the bulging head into her mouth.  I felt her tease
the sensitive underside of my stiff cock with a lively tongue as she
took more of my prick into the sweet recesses of her mouth, and I
noticed as she slowly withdrew my hardness from her mouth that her
sensuous lips had formed a perfect 'o'. 

      Upon reaching the expanded head of my straining prick, she teased
the underside before plunging me into the back of her mouth, and the
effect was very arousing. She initiated a slow process, moving back and
forth on my swollen rod,and I gently insinuated my hands into her hair,
gently grasping her head to guide her.  She continued these movements
for what seemed like five minutes, and the mere fact that her pretty
face was sliding up and down my hard tool was bringing me close to
eruption, despite the fact that we had just made love a little while
ago. Occasionally, she would look me directly in the eye, with love and
an intimation of a grin in her eyes, and she would apply even greater
suction.  I felt a familiar sensation rising in my balls, and I thought
it only fair to warn her of my impending release.

     "Baby," I grunted softly,  "I think I'm going to cum," I warned
her, pretty confident that I was being truthful in my appraisal.

     "Umm... isn't that the point?"  she said softly in a hushed voice
quite logically after she backed her lips off of my pulsing prick, with
a note of both confusion and slight irritation.  Apparently she wasn't
familiar with the term 'spitter'.

      "If you say so, lover," I told her, and I watched as she attacked
my swollen cock with a renewed vigor.  She began to move her lips along
my hard cock, all the while applying her tongue to the sensitive
undersurface, and she advanced until the head touched the back of her
mouth.  She must have sensed that I was close, as she began to bob her
head quickly up and down my pulsing cock,and just as she looked into my
eyes I unleashed my first torrent of cum inside her mouth.  She
registered a look of surprise on her elegant face, but gathered herself
and quickly swallowed that spurt and the resulting shots that
immediately followed.  She lovingly kissed and cleaned my softening
roger, and then slowly kissed and nibbled her way up my body.  

     "Beth... I love you," I told her, and pulled her face close to
mine.  

     "Okay... I don't want to seem self-serving or anything, but I have
to know... how was I?"  she hesitantly said, with a look that evoked
sympathy.

     "You were incredible.  You were sensual, you were tantalizing, you
were sexy, you were...," I stopped in mid-sentence and looked at her. 
She was positively glowing.  "Umm, ever read Bernard Malamud?"  I asked
her.

     "Why, certainly. I read 'The Natural', I think when I was in
eleventh grade. Why do you ask?" she asked, wondering what the book
reference was all about.

     "That's the one... 'The Natural'... except that you don't hit home
runs, you give pleasure with your mouth, not to mention other areas of
your body, although I just did,"  I grinned at her.

      "Really?  Good.  Because to be honest with you, I rather enjoyed
it.  I didn't really mind the taste, although it's probably not
something that I'd put on an ice cream sundae. The feeling of power was
neat. It really was.  If you don't mind, honey, I think I'll want to do
this a lot more," she told me, her blue-gray eyes sparkling at me as 
she did.

      "Aww... no way!"  I pouted in mock anger, then said, "You've just
made me a very happy man, baby,"  I told her gleefully.  "Perhaps we
ought to try and get some shut-eye, baby. It will be a special treat to
sleep in your arms, lover."

     "I believe you're right, lover.  Thank you for a wonderful night. 
May there be many more.   Good night, baby," she said, kissing me
softly, flicking her tongue in my mouth, before nestling her head on my
shoulder.  "I love you," she whispered into my ear.

     "Thank *you*, baby -- and I love you too," I said, kissing her
forehead, and we were sleeping in each other's arms fairly quickly 
after our amorous night.
         
     After that eventful evening, we evolved into a rather passionate
relationship, as we both enjoyed the charms of each other's bodies, and
we took steps to indulge in those charms at every opportunity.  We also
continued to smoke reefer a little more than occasionally, and enjoyed
the sense of intimacy that the smoke seemed to provide.  We parted on
amiable terms after we left school, as neither of us were quite ready
for marriage.  She went home to San Diego, Mission Beach to be exact,
and I stayed in Tucson to attempt to try and write a few stories that I
had some ideas for, getting them down on paper before entering law
school.

 
     The sweet fragrance of Beth's recently washed hair shook me out of
my reverie.  She was simply gorgeous. I hadn't seen her for a number of
years, and although we talked only occasionally on the phone,  we
managed to remain very close friends over the years, albeit platonic
friends.  We still professed our love for one another, and I believe
that we were being candid. I know that I was. Which culminated in this
exchange.

     "Come on in. It's great to see you. Would you like some coffee?  I
have some French Roast I've been saving for you," I remarked while
smiling broadly, shaken from my daydream, remembering that she enjoyed
her coffee on the strong side.  

    "Thanks. I'd like that. Love the music, babe," she said as she
entered the door, and she put her arms around my neck and softly kissed
me.  I found myself fondly recalling our impassioned past, how we had
kissed and caressed desirously whenever the opportunity presented
itself.  We had listened to a bit of Steely Dan in college, and I was
pretty sure that the music in the background summoned as many pleasant
memories for her as it did me. I remembered thinking how fitting making
love to her to the sounds of "Countdown to Ecstasy" was, and that
reflection brought to mind how sublime she had looked the first time I
witnessed her unclothed on her bed.  Presently, she was looking at me
with an expression of ardent desire, and I put my arms around her waist
and pulled her close, gazing into her pretty blue-gray eyes, thankful
for my good fortune.

    "Beth, if I may be so bold... what the fuck are you doing here?!" I
inquired, smiling widely,wanting to know the reason for this fortuitous
visit.  Then again, perhaps it wasn't so random.  It wasn't like I was
going to ask her to leave if she didn't answer me correctly. I was just
curious to know how we happened to cross paths. 

    "Danny, it's Spring Break, as you may be aware, and I had some time
off from the classes I'm teaching, and I... and I've missed you," s
explained, and I thought that I noticed what resembled tears suddenly
welling in her eyes as she spoke to me.

    "Hey... please don't cry, baby," I appealed to her, taking her
tightly into my arms.  "We're together now, and I think we should enjoy
each other while we're in the same room.  An astute philosopher woman
once said to me, and I quote, 'enjoy the moment'," I whispered, and saw
her softly smiling through her tears.  "That's better. I love to see
your beautiful smile.  And if you were wondering... I still love you,
honey," I told her truthfully,  looking into her eyes.

    "Ditto," she said with a wide smile.  "I've missed you, baby.  I've
missed your laugh, I've missed your smile, I've missed your eyes, and,
most of all, I've missed your caress," she spoke with a seductive tone.

     She followed me into the kitchen as I went to prepare the coffee,
and as I finished filling the carafe, I turned to see her looking into
my eyes amorously with a soft smile on her face.  She seemed to have an
agenda to address.  The stirring in my jeans continued, and I quickly
adjusted the bulge in my pants when she briefly looked away, examining
an Escher print that was on my wall. 

     "Umm, got something in mind?" I asked her with a grin, reaching to
take her hand in mine, and I studied her beautiful face, with her high
cheekbones, seductive lips, and piercing blue-gray eyes. Her hair still
reached her lovely ass,  and I ached to to hold her again, smelling her
sexy perfume as I softly stroked her hair with my fingertips.  I
couldn't really name the perfume that she was wearing,as I don't really
keep up with that sort of thing, but it had suggestions of musk,
strawberries, mango, and vanilla, all bundled up into one fragrance. It
was quite enticing.

     "It's been *way* too long, Danny" she whispered into my ear as she
put her arm around my waist, with her hand resting on my hip.  Her arm
around my waist brought back many fond memories of a time not so long
ago. "I'm getting wet just being near you," she purred with hunger in
her eyes.  

     "Don't worry... the end of the millennium is near," I quipped with
a smile, and turned toward her, taking her in my arms, resting my hands
on her firm shapely ass.  I softly caressed her there, letting my hands
wander over her rounded swells, and I heard a soft sigh escape her
lips. She looked into my brown eyes lovingly, and we exchanged a heated
kiss, our tongues swirling slowly in our mouths.  I moved my hands to
her curvaceous hips, and as she massaged my lower back, I positioned 
one of my hands near the button of her fatigues, slowly working the 
button free.  I slowly worked her zipper down, easing her fatigues down 
her softly rounded hips, and I felt her hands gliding across my chest 
as her tongue darted rapidly in and out of my mouth. 

     She deftly stepped out of her pants as they hit the floor. I
proceeded to slowly slide my hand down her sensitive stomach and into
her sexy black panties, and was pleasantly surprised to find her
smoothly shaven.  I sensuously sucked on her tongue as it entered my
mouth, my finger finding her moist slit, and I slowly ran my finger
along her moist swollen lips.  Bringing my wet finger to my lips,  I
savored the taste of her tangy nectar as Beth gazed at me with
reawakened desire, and I eased her panties down her long slender legs. 
A mouth watering sight, indeed.  I returned two fingers to her now wet
inviting pussy, and she unsnapped the button on my khakis and eased the
zipper down, my hard cock coming into view. 
 
     I removed her t-shirt, revealing the striking contrast between her
deeply tanned skin and her milky-white pert breasts,and she wrapped her
hand around my throbbing essence as I softly kissed and sucked upon her
taut nipples. My pants fell slowly to the kitchen floor, and I took her
pleasantly rounded cheeks into my hands and pulled her tightly to me,
quite certain that she felt the heat of my throbbing shaft upon her 
flat stomach. Guiding her to the kitchen table,  she sat upon it, and I 
took a second to take in her inviting wet slit and firm breasts.  I 
stepped between her long slender legs, and as I ran my hands up her 
sides, she pressed her head forward to kiss me seductively, running her 
tongue along the outline of my lips.  Tracing a path of kisses down her 
neck,I proceeded to her heaving chest, and I felt her hands in my hair,
gently guiding me toward her breasts.  

     I arrived at her firm breasts, taking each of her excited nipples
into my mouth in turn, softly sucking and flicking my tongue until I
heard her softly moan. Kissing my way across her flat stomach,  I took
her hips in my hands as I reached the beginning of the smooth white 
skin usually hidden by bikini bottoms. Inhaling the scent of her tangy
juices as I moved to kiss both of her widely spread inner thighs, I
slowly ran my flattened tongue up the entire length of her swollen
pussy, savoring the exotic flavor of her abundant nectar.
  
     I eased my tongue into her grasping slit, feeling her delicate
hands on my head gently urging me onward as I begin a slow rhythm 
inside her.  I pressed my tongue into her aroused pouty lips as far as 
I could manage,and brought my middle finger to the tiny entrance of her
puckered rosebud. I took a slow extended suck on her dewy slit, drawing
her distended lips into my mouth, and I bathe them with my tongue. 
Easing my finger into her splendid ass, I could feel her pushing her
firm derriere toward me.  

     As my finger slowly entered her ass,  I surrounded her prominent
clitoris with my lips, softly sucking on her sensitive nub while 
lightly caressing it with the tip of my tongue.  I heard her begin to 
mutter incoherently, almost under her breath, clenching and unclenching 
her fists.  My finger slid into her tight ass as I began sucking with 
vigor on her proud jutting clit, and she orgasmed exuberantly, moaning 
and thrusting her hips up at my face, crying out my name.  I gently 
removed my finger from her puckered ring, and as I hungrily lapped her 
abundant juices, she looked upward with her eyes in the back of her 
head, biting her lower lip.  

     She rose and kissed me with aroused desire, seductively sucking on
my tongue, tasting herself on my lips, and eased herself off of the
table.  She knelt in front of me, looking up with lust in her eyes, and
took me in her hand.  She gently kissed the swollen head, tenderly
licking away the drop of pre-cum that had formed, and then slowly
swirled her talented tongue around the bloated crown.  I looked down at
her comely face as I gently swept the hair from her eyes, and I thought
back to when we were a loving couple.  It seemed, at that moment at
least, that we still were a couple.  She began a slow motion with her
mouth, leisurely inching her lips down my pulsing cock, and she brought
her hand up to my cum-filled balls, cradling them in her palm.

     I reached down to very softly manipulate her perky nipples,  and I
could have sworn that she gazed up at me with a suggestion of a smile 
in her eyes. She rapidly moved her lips up and down my stiffness, and I
took her head softly in my hands to guide her, rejoicing in the
incredible pleasure her talented lips and tongue were applying to my
throbbing shaft. I felt my cock swelling, and I thought that she sensed
it as well, as she looked directly into my eyes while engulfing the
length of my prick in one motion, forcing it into her throat.  Beth
brought her hands to her pert breasts, meeting my hands there, and she
joined me in gently caressing her perky breasts.  She quickened her
pace, taking the entire length of my hard shaft into her mouth, and it
slipped into her throat as she sucked harder.

     As I began to cum into her welcoming mouth, she looked directly
into my eyes, and I noted the contentment in her pretty blue-gray eyes. 
The first portion of my warm pearly white essence was propelled to the
back of her throat, and she hungrily swallowed the healthy streams of
jism that followed.  Waves of orgasmic pleasure spread throughout my
body, and I leaned on the table to keep my balance.  After I emptied
myself into her mouth, she continued to use her tongue while sucking
gently on my sensitive cock for what seemed to be quite a while, and in
time, I was hard enough to enter her again. She seemed insatiable.  She
got up from her knees, sat on the table once again, and as she spread
her legs wide for me, her glistening hole beckoned me. I approached her
tentatively, and I rubbed the head of my sensitive shaft along the pink
flesh of her swollen pussy lips, moistening it with her rather abundant
juices.  With her hands on my hips, she pulled me very slowly into her,
muttering stimulating phrases lustily into my ear as she did.
 
     I initiated a slow rhythm inside of her, and I looked down and saw
her outstretched lips clinging to my bulging cock as I withdrew. I
thrust my stiffened shaft inside of her to the hilt as she moaned
loudly, and saw  her looking up at me with abandon in her eyes.  I
picked up momentum gradually, and  watched in awe as her head flailed
from side to side in pre-orgasmic ecstasy, mouthing silent phrases.  I
became aware of her fingers coming down and softly fondling her erect
clit, and as I withdrew from a powerful thrust inside her, she reached
down to position the bloated head at the entrance to her tight ass.  I
eased my hard prick into her restricting ass, very gradually pressing
into her tight asshole until my hips touched the firm flesh of her
shapely cheeks, and I began a moderate rhythm inside her puckered
rosebud.  She began to suck temptingly on my neck, whispering
enticingly, "Yes! Yes!  Fuck me, baby!", into my ear in cadence with my
thrusts as I began to fuck her harder.

      She pushed against the oncoming thrusts, wrapping her legs around
my lower back, and I continued to push deeply into her exquisite ass. 
As I took one final push into her, I let out a loud moan as I unleashed
a great deal of warm pearly cum, and I could feel her contracting in
orgasm as I did.  We shared a soulful kiss as I emptied my load between
her tight cheeks, and as we gazed at each other with loving eyes, we
both broke into contented smiles.

      After lazing together on the table for about an hour or so,
gathering up our strength, cuddling and kissing each other with renewed
feeling, Beth spoke up.  "Umm... do you think that coffee might be
ready?" she asked facetiously, kissed me tenderly on the lips, then
added, "And I was just wondering... do you have a bedroom in here,
Danny?" she kidded with a sly smile.

     



-- 
    Adieu,
    Danny

"Opportunity knocks once.  Temptation leans on the doorbell."

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