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CHAPTER 69

Marla looked sexy lying on the bed even though she was covered with a
sheet. I guess it's because I know she's naked underneath it. 
I wanted to make love to her, but I was being careful, because I
didn't want to offend her. She was holding the jar of lotion from my
travel case, and she seemed to be turned off because I had used some
of it on someone else. So I was actually getting ready to leave, when
she pulled the sheet back, and turned her body until she was facing
me. Then she moved her legs apart, dipped a finger into the jar and
began rubbing the lotion on her pussy. After a minute she said, "Oooo!
It feels warm." 
She set the jar on the nightstand, then she put two fingers in it, and
pulled out a larger amount. 
Making sure I had a good view, she pulled her outer lips apart with
one hand, and pushed the lotion-covered fingers of the other hand deep
inside her. She began moving her hand around slowly, and massaging her
clit with the fingers of her free hand.
She was teasing me, and I was loving it. My cock was so hard I thought
it was going to break my zipper, so I started taking off my clothes
and when I dropped my pants my cock jumped straight up.
She motioned for me to come closer, and she took my cock in her
lotion-covered hand. She moved it around until it was slick with
lotion, then she held her arms out to me.
I wanted to jump right on her, but she had been watching me closely
and grinning all this time, so I decided to play a little as well. So
instead of getting on top of her, I grabbed her legs and pulled her to
the edge of the bed. Then I reached under her legs and pulled them up
until her ankles were resting on my shoulders. 
My cock was directly at her opening, and I leaned forward until just
the tip of it was inside her, and I stopped. It occurred to me that I
wasn't using protection, and I looked over at the travel case, where I
had some condoms. 
In a shaky voice, Marla asked, "What's the matter?"
I answered, "I need a condom."
She replied, "No you don't. It's okay. Trust me."
As ready as I was, I didn't want to argue, so I slowly pushed forward
until I was buried deep inside her. She cried, "Oh Pete!" and she
grabbed my hips and dug her fingers into me. 
She shuddered, and then she whispered, "Don't move. You feel wonderful
inside me."
It did feel wonderful, she was much tighter than I expected. It felt
like there was a velvet sheath around me, but I wanted more, so I
began moving. She inhaled sharply, then after a minute, she started
moving with me. The lotion had made things slick, but before long she
got even slipperier as her natural juices began to flow, so I was able
to speed things up.
She was tentative at first, but before long she was meeting every
thrust, and we began making love in earnest.
 
Marla turned out to be a really enthusiastic lover. She was moaning
loudly and throwing herself around with abandon. She came several
times, and never seemed to tire. She was able to take all of me, so I
didn't need to be careful about hitting bottom, and I began really
pounding into her. She met me every time, and soon, her moaning, and
the slap, slap, slap of our bodies was bouncing off the walls. I was
aware of it, but I was so caught up in what was happening I didn't
notice until the second time a voice from outside the apartment
yelled, "Hey you guys, keep it down!" 
Marla yelled "Pete!" and I stopped and looked down at her. We were
both breathing heavily, and I was surprised to see that both of us
were covered with perspiration. 
She said, "Close the window."
My legs were shaking as I backed away from her, and went to the window
to close it. And when I turned, I noticed Marla was shaking too. She
got off the bed and she had to hold on to the wall to steady herself. 
She said, "It's hot in here, how about turning on the air conditioner,
and I'll get us something to drink. 
I flipped on the AC and a minute later Marla came in carrying two tall
glasses of ice water. We sat on the bed, and after we finished our
drinks I said, "That was pretty intense."
She replied, "Yes it was. I was looking forward to it, and you didn't
disappoint me."
"Would you like to, umm, clean up?"
"Why? You're not finished are you?"
"No, I just thought you might want to uhh, rinse off or something."
"Not just yet, I'm still in the mood."
My cock was still more than half-hard, and she put her hand around it
and stroked it a few times. It immediately jumped to attention, and
she grinned when she said, "It looks like you are too. Lay down."
She pushed me on my back, got on top of me, and placed the tip of my
cock inside her. She slowly settled onto it, and when it was all the
way in she stopped and said, "Jesus Pete, you have a great penis. I've
never had anything that big in me before, and it feels fantastic. Are
you having a, umm, good time?"
When she said it, she seemed really concerned, and somehow it was
touching. So I answered, "Of course I am. Why would you ask me that?"
"Well, I came several times, and you haven't. Am I doing something
wrong?"
"No! You're a wonderful lover. I've been holding back because it's
wonderful being with you, and I want it to last."
That seemed to satisfy her and she began moving around. 
Watching her was incredibly exciting. Her body is very toned, and her
muscles actually rippled when she lifted herself up and down. The new
position with her on top was feeling very good to me, but must have
been even better for her, because in just a few minutes I felt her
pussy contract and she threw her head back and came again. I guess it
was a big one, because she shuddered violently and collapsed on top of
me. 
We lay there for a while with her head on my chest, and I held her
close. It was wonderful having her there. I was still hard, and still
deep inside her, but more than anything else, I just wanted to hold
her.
I thought of Karen and how much I had been missing her. Could Marla
take her place? Marla said she didn't want us to fall in love. Could I
convince her otherwise? 
Did I want to?
My thoughts were interrupted when Marla began to move. She still had
her head on my chest, but she started to move around, and it felt like
she was doing something with her pussy. It was making a milking motion
like she was trying to make love without moving her body.
I asked, "Uhh, what are you doing?"
She answered, "Does it feel good?"
"It feels kind of strange."
"I read in a magazine that it was supposed to drive guys crazy. You're
the first one I've tried it on."
"You don't need to do that, you drive me crazy just by being here."
"Then, why haven't you come?"
"It's only been a couple minutes since you got on top. I want to make
love to you for a long time."
	"God, Pete. I love making love with you, but I came so hard
last time, I don't know if I can come again, or even move for a
while."
"No problem, just lie there and relax. I want to explore your body."
She looked at me with a puzzled expression, then she put her head bank
on my chest.
I was reminded of how great it felt that the time in Scottsdale, when
both Kate and Sylvia worked on me, and I began by running my hands
lightly over her back and neck. I paid special attention the back of
her neck just below the hairline. I messaged the muscles there for a
while, then I worked my way down her back, stopping every so often, to
rub my palms on the muscles along her backbone. I stopped at the base
of her spine, and I dragged a finger lightly along the crack of her
butt. When I did, she jumped a little, then, with a long sigh, she
settled down.   
She has a tiny waist and a great butt. I worked on her a little
longer, then I reached down and put a hand on each cheek of her butt.
I have pretty big hands, so I was able to manipulate her, by moving
her around on me. I pulled her tightly against me and began moving her
up and down. It forced my cock against her 'spot', and I hoped that if
I kept it up, it would get her going again. 
What I didn't know, was, how quickly it was going to happen. 
I doubt if I was at it for more than five minutes, when a surprising
thing happened. It was obviously starting to feel good to her, and she
tried to slide up and kiss me. But I'm so much taller than she is, my
cock started to come out of her, and she cried, 'Noooo." and quickly
slid back down. She had been dry at the beginning, but now she was so
wet that we were making squishing noises, and I could feel wetness
running down between my legs. I increased the pressure on her butt and
the up and down motion until she started moaning again. Then, because
we were so wet and slippery, I began moving her from side to side as
well.
That seemed to do it for her, because the moaning changed to a
low-pitched wail, and she began shaking, and beating her fists on my
chest. It started to hurt, so I let go of her butt and grabbed her
arms.
I had never been with a girl so animated. It was very exciting, but I
was so busy watching her, I didn't come. But it was okay, and when she
finally settled down and dropped her head on my chest again, I began
stroking her hair, and thinking about how great sex was, when you were
with someone you really liked.
She rested for a few seconds, then she lifted her head and said, 
"I-I-I'm sorry, I didn't think I could do that again so soon, but I
was so turned on I didn't pay attention to you. What can I do?"
"Don't do anything. Just stay where you are, and don't move."
I was still inside her, and still hard, so I put my hands back on her
butt, and I pressed her against me and concentrated on my Cock. It
felt great just being inside her, and after a minute, I found that if
I thought about it, I could move just my cock a little. She responded
by doing the milking motion with her pussy, and we began making love
without really moving much. I couldn't believe how intense it got. She
began moaning again, and I guess I did too. My cock got so hard, it
actually started to hurt, and even though we weren't moving a lot, I
could feel every inch of the inside of her. When I felt the first
signs of an impending orgasm, I decided to try something. 
I reached under her butt with one hand, and touched my fingers to her
pussy. It was sopping wet, and when I got my fingers slick with her
juices I began touching her around her anus. Not inside, but all
around it, stopping once in a while to press the opening. She jumped
when I first did it, but soon she started breathing faster, and I
could tell it was affecting her. Her arms had been on my chest, and
she put them around me and started to hug me until we were so tight
against each other, it felt like we were one person.
We continued with the tiny movements, until I could feel the first
sign of my orgasm building, so I increased the pressure on Marla's
anus, and the milking thing she was doing with her pussy turned into a
bunch of contractions as well. She was getting ready too, but I knew I
was a little ahead of her, so I knew that if we were going to come
together, I had to do something quick! So I took a chance and pushed
my middle finger deep into her ass.
Marla lifted her head from my chest, and the look on her face was
frightening. He eyes were squeezed together, and her lips were pulled
back from her teeth. It looked like she was in pain, and for a minute
I was concerned, but then the unmistakable feel of hot fluid flowing
over my cock let me know that she was coming, and I flooded her
insides, as I came with her.
She dropped her head back on my chest and we both lay still in that
dream-like state that follows a big orgasm.
My finger in her butt had triggered her orgasm and as I slowly pulled
it out, I began thinking about what had happened.

I first heard about anal sex when I was in eighth grade. The kids all
giggled about it, and called each other "Butt Fuckers." We all thought
it was about gay guys, because we knew that girls would never do
something like that. Then some of the kids got computers, and when we
went to their house, they would get on the net and show us tons of
pictures of pretty girls with guy's dicks up their asses, Smiling at
the camera, 
I tried to imagine what it must feel like, and one time when I was
about fourteen, I was in the shower, and I thought I'd see what it was
about. I'd been masturbating, and my hand was slippery with soap, so I
reached behind and put a finger in my butt. I got it up to the first
knuckle, but it felt so weird I quickly pulled it out. Then my ass
started to burn. I guess it was from the soap. I quickly rinsed my
hand off and tried to spread my cheeks so the water would wash the
soap out. But all the water did was wash it off the outside. It still
hurt, but it felt a little better, but I got scared that I'd done
permanent damage back there. Dad wasn't home, and I was too
embarrassed to talk to mom about it, so I ran some water in the tub
and sat in it until Erin complained about me hogging the bathroom. 
The first time I ever tried anal sex with a girl, was with Kate. We
had been making love, and were covered with her juices. She backed up
to me and placed the head of my cock at her anus, and when I looked at
it, I was sure my cock would never fit. But we started slowly, and as
she relaxed it went in. Once I was inside her it felt okay, but it was
very tight, and I wondered if I was hurting her. But she seemed to
like it, and I remember that I came so hard I immediately fell asleep.
Since then I'd been with other girls that way, and they all seemed
okay with it. Even tiny Karen. Then I remembered that Karen told me
that it was the only way that she and Vince had ever had sex. 
I've been told I have a big cock, and in the beginning I wondered if I
was going to hurt girls with it. But thinking about where babies come
from, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to hurt a girl's pussy, and
after that night when I had my entire hand in Alice's butt, I decided
that almost any opening was adaptable.

Marla's head was still on my chest, when she pulled me out of my
reverie by saying, "Jesus Pete, where did you learn to do that?"
"Why? Didn't you like it?"
"I'm, uhh, not sure. No-one's ever done that to me before."
"Oh. Are you angry?"
"No, I'm just surprised is all."
"Surprised at what?"
"I'm surprised that you did it, and I'm surprised at how I reacted. I
don't ever remember coming that hard."
"Well, that's a good-thing, isn't it?"

Marla got up and moved to the edge of the bed. Then she looked at me.
She had an odd expression on her face. Finally she said, "Why don't
you go wash your hands, then get us some more water. And hurry, I have
to go to the bathroom."
I washed up, and when I came out of the bathroom, she was waiting at
the door. She still had the same strange expression on her face as she
went in and closed the door behind her.
I got some more ice water, and I came back in and lay down on the bed.
She came out of the bathroom a moment later, and sat on the edge of
the bed next to me. We drank some water, then she put her hand on my
cheek. 
Her voice was sober when she said, "Pete, you surprise me. I've never
thought of you as a big, teddy bear, high-school kid. I know from the
time I've spent with you, that you're mature for your age, but
something tells me that you've been places and done things I never
expected."
"Is it, uhh, because of what I just did with my finger?"
"No, it's beyond that. It's your whole attitude about sex. You're more
comfortable having sex than anyone I've been with, and you seem to
know more about it than you should. Why is that?"
I thought for a minute, then I said, "I'm not sure how to answer you.
I've been with some wonderful partners, and I guess I learned from
them."
"Some of them were older, weren't they."
It was more of a statement than a question, and I answered, "Yes, some
of them were."
She sat there staring at the floor, then she nodded to the travel case
and asked, "Did they show you how to use all those things?"
"Most of them."
She sat for a minute longer, then she seemed to shake herself, and the
girl that looked up at me seemed different than the one I was with a
few minutes ago. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Would you like to
show me?"
I wanted to ask her what the different look was about, but right now I
had other things in mind.
I had never really used most of the things in the case, but I had a
pretty good idea what to do, so I stood up and said, "Follow me."
I led her back to the shower for a quick rinse, and when we got out
she reached for a towel. I stopped her and said, "No! For a while, you
don't do anything, unless I tell you to, okay?"
She nodded, and I said, "Dry me off."
The eyebrow went up again, but still standing there dripping wet, she
got the towel and began drying me off. When she finished, I said,
"Okay, dry yourself, then come to me." 
I went back into the bedroom and started going through the travel
case. I picked up the four pairs of cloth-covered handcuffs, and I was
holding them when Marla came into the room. She stood there looking at
me holding the handcuffs, and when I told her to lie down on the bed,
she hesitated a minute. Then she set her jaw and lay down. She didn't
say anything as I carefully cuffed her hands to the headboard, or when
I spread her legs and attached her feet to the siderails of the
bedframe. When I finished, I sat on the bed next to her. Then I
reached in the case and pulled out a blindfold. I held it up so she
could see it, then I slipped it over her head. When I had it adjusted,
I asked, "Are you scared?"
She answered, "I'm a little apprehensive, but I don't think you'll
hurt me."
"Okay, then relax. Let's see where this'll take us."
I began by kissing her. It was a long kiss with plenty of tongue, and
at the same time I began caressing her breasts. I love kissing Marla.
She can affect me more with a simple kiss, than any girl I've ever
been with. 
Her nipples were standing out like little erasers when I pulled back,
and it gave me an idea. Instead of continuing, I went to the kitchen
and got a bowl of ice cubes, then I went to the bathroom and got a
couple towels. I returned just as Marla said, "Pete, where have you
been?"
"I had to get something. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just, Oh, never mind."
I wanted to see just how sensitive her breasts were, so I spent time
fondling them and kissing them. I sucked on each nipple until it, and
the areola around it became puffy and flushed, then I started kissing
down her stomach. She began moving her body around as far as the
restraints would let her, and when I got close to her pussy, she tried
to arch her back to meet my lips. I kissed all around it without
actually touching it, then I touched my tongue to her clit, and she
gasped and began to tremble. 
I stopped for a second and reached into the travel case. Along with
the butt plug there were several vibrators. One huge one that almost
looked menacing, and two others. A tiny one, with a cord and a remote
switch that had 'Pocket Pal' printed on the side, and the other one
was the one I had used before. It was six or seven inches long and had
a soft rubber tip at the back that rested on the girl's clit when it
was fully inside her. I switched it on for a second, to test the
batteries, and when I did, Marla's body jerked. I coated it with the
warming cream that Marla had used, and I leaned close to her and
touched it to her pussy. Her body jerked again, and she began to move
around as I slowly pushed it inside her.
I don't claim to be an expert, and I haven't been able to look closely
at some of the girls I've been with, but Marla's pussy is really
pretty. Her outer lips are like the petals of a flower. Not large, but
when I folded them back to put the vibrator in, they stayed there, as
though they were welcoming something or someone. The hood over them is
small but right now it was pushed up, and I could see the little,
almost transparent button of her clit trying to peek out from under
it. 
When the vibrator was all the way in I pressed the little soft tip
against her clit and I turned it back on. Marla shuddered, and when I
looked up, her mouth was open and her breathing was ragged. I began by
moving the vibrator around and pulling it in and out. Whenever the
soft tip would touch her clit I could feel her body tense. I kept it
up for a while, and it seemed like she was enjoying herself, but it
didn't feel like she was building to a climax. So I moved it around
some more, then I pushed it in all the way in, and rested the rubber
tip directly on her button. She moaned occasionally, and seemed to be
enjoying things, but after a while I noticed something odd. Apparently
the cream I had put on everything had been absorbed, and she wasn't
making any fluid of her own, so I stopped to add some more cream, and
when I did, she said, "Pete, please stop!"
"Is there a problem?"
"Yes, I'd like you to release me."
I was curious, but I quickly slipped off the blindfold and undid the
handcuffs. When I finished, she sat up and was rubbing her wrists when
I asked, "Did I do something you didn't like?"
"No, that's not it, you did just fine. I've often thought about stuff
like this, and I always wondered what it would be like. It was
different, and it would have been pretty exciting with anyone but
you."
"Anyone but Me! What did I do wrong?"
"Nothing, it's just that it was much less personal than I thought it
would be, and I uhh, well, I would rather be with you."
"But you are with me! I don't understand."
She looked at the floor before she answered, and her voice was quiet
when she said, "I don't want handcuffs or mechanical devices, I want
to be with you alone."
I was touched by what she said, and I lay next to her and held her for
a while.
She was right. This was better. And as I hugged her to me, I felt an
almost overwhelming feeling of closeness. I switched off the light,
pulled the covers over us, and we lay there without moving. After a
few minutes, I thought she had drifted off to sleep, so I decided to
catch some winks myself. But as I lay there holding her, I couldn't
help thinking about what had happened tonight. Almost against my will,
I was starting to get aroused, and just about then, Marla moved, and
brushed against my half-hard penis. 
She whispered, "You awake?"
"Uh huh." 
She was quiet for a minute, then she said, "Good," and she slid under
the covers. I started to pull the covers back, but a muffled, "No,
just lie back and relax," stopped me, so I did as she asked.
She began making love to my cock. Gently, and without touching the
head she ran her fingernails up and down the shaft, and I lay back and
enjoyed the feeling. She kept it up until I was hard as a rock, then
she put her mouth around just the head. She didn't move anything but
her tongue, but she circled it over and over, and as I began to
respond, she started darting the tip of her tongue into the hole in
the end. The feeling was fantastic. 
I hadn't planned on coming so soon, but I couldn't help myself, and
when the first signs began to hit me, I said, "Marla, stop or I'm
going to come," and I reached under the covers. 
She pushed my hands away, and instead of getting off me, she grabbed
my cock, tightened her lips, and her tongue moved even faster.
When I couldn't hold off any longer, I pumped a huge load into her
mouth. I thought I heard her gag, but she never let up, and her lips
remained tight around my cock until I stopped trembling, then she
threw the covers back and sat up. 
She sat there with a sort of pained look on her face. Her eyes were
watering, and she kept swallowing over and over. It went on for almost
a minute before she said, "I heard that girls do that all the time. I
wondered what it would be like."
"But I thought you said that you've had a lot of sex partners?"
"No, not that many, and I never let any of them, umm, do that in my
mouth."
"Why did you do it with me?"
She dropped her eyes and answered, "I don't know. I wanted to know
what if felt like, and I umm, guess, because I like you."
I went to reach for her, but she jumped off the bed, ran into the
bathroom, and closed the door. I heard the water running for a while,
then she came out and crawled in bed next to me. I could smell the
odor of mouthwash when I put my arm around her.
We lay there for a while, and again, I thought about how wonderful it
was being with her. I was always a little uncomfortable with Karen
being so much shorter than I am, and although Marla wasn't as tall as
Kristen, she was enough taller that Karen, that she fit me better. I
was thinking about that, when she started stroking my cock, and it
occurred to me that it was my turn to please her. So I kissed her,
then I sat up and reached for a towel. I lay it next to her and I
said, "Lay on your stomach on top of it."
She raised an eyebrow, but she did as I asked.
I spent a long time kissing her on her neck and shoulders, then I ran
my tongue down her backbone to the crack of her butt. I stopped for a
second, and spread her legs, and when I did she said, "Pete, uhh, what
are you.."
I stopped her with, "Shhh, just relax. I won't do anything you don't
like," and I reached into the travel case and got a bottle of scented
lube. I poured some on my hand, and I began rubbing it between her
cheeks and over her pussy. When she was nice and slippery, I put my
hand between her cheeks and began messaging her. I didn't put my
fingers inside her, I just rubbed everything until I could feel her
relax, and her body start to get warm. I played with the lips of her
pussy, by rubbing my oil-coated fingers up and down both side of each
one. And occasionally I would touch a finger to her clit and massage
it lightly. It must have felt good to her, because she spread her legs
even farther, so I had better access to her vagina, and I began
dipping my index finger in and around the opening. 
She whispered, "Oh God, Pete. That feels wonderful!" and she started
to squirm a little, so I went in a little deeper. Before long, her
natural juices started flowing again, so I put in a second finger. We
played that way for a while, and she started moaning, and moving
around even more. I was getting turned on as well, and after Marla
started into a series of what seemed to be, small orgasms, I pulled my
hand away and went to the foot of the bed. She looked around at what I
was doing, and when she saw me fully erect, she said, "Oh Yessss! And
got on her knees. I got on the bed behind her and tried to enter her
slowly, but the minute I got the head in, she backed into me. This
position allows for deep penetration, and for the first time, the head
of my cock touched her cervix. When it did, she cried, "Oh Pete,
stop!" She reached behind with both hands, grabbed my legs, said,
"Don't move." Then, an amazing thing happened. 
Her whole insides seemed to swell around me, until my cock felt like
it was in a vise. She began to tremble, and she twisted her head
around until she could look at me. Her eyes were big as saucers, and
she repeated, "D-D-Don't move!"
We stayed that way for almost a full minute before she closed her
eyes, and with a long groan, she started to orgasm. Hot fluid from
inside her washed over my cock and dripped out of her, and if I hadn't
just come myself, I'm sure I would have joined her. It was an amazing
experience.
She pulled off of me and sunk to the bed, leaving me with her fluids
dripping off my cock. I don't think I ever saw a girl come that hard,
and we hadn't moved at all. She was lying there quietly, so I stepped
off the bed and stood up. When I did, she turned her head toward me,
and in a little-girl voice, she said, "Pete, Will you hold me?"
I tuned on my back and when I pulled the sheet up she put her leg over
me, lay her head on my shoulder, and in the same voice, she whispered,
"Pete, you were uhh, that was umm, it was incredible."

As we lay there, I tried to relax, but some things bothered me. So
after a few minutes I said, "Marla, you started by helping Desi last
night and you spent today making sure she was okay. But you also
scared the heck out of Denise and me. You showed us how lots of bad
things can happen if we're not careful, and to always wear a condom.
Then you come here with me and when we start to make love, you tell me
not to use a condom and you ask me to trust you. Can you tell me why?"
"Yes. The tests showed that we're free of disease, and my period is
due in the next day or two. Plus, along with the regular pill, I've
taken some medication that insures against pregnancy."
"Oh, like the 'morning after' pill?"
"Yes, a variation of that."
"One more question?"
"Okay."
"You umm, seem anxious to make love, and I'm thrilled that you chose
me. But Why me?"
She sighed first, then she smiled and answered, "You've been a fantasy
of mine for a while. I got a glimpse of you the night you and the
girls saw me in my bedroom. I was so embarrassed I thought I would
die. It was only for an instant, because you ducked and ran. But I
thought you were the handsomest man I ever saw. I thought you were an
older friend of the girls or something, and even though I was
embarrassed that you caught me, I was tremendously turned on, and I
thought about you a lot. Then Kelly told me who you were, and I found
out you were only seventeen, so I decided to leave you alone. But I
never forgot about you, and when I saw you in Big Bear, I was
intrigued even more. So, when you rescued me the other night I decided
that, seventeen or not, I had to have you." 
"Well, now that you've 'Had' me, what do you think?"
She kissed me long and hard before she answered, "I think I want some
more of you." She threw the covers off and kissed her way down to my
waist, then she kissed my cock until it was standing erect. She
straddled me, placed the head of my cock into her, and as she slowly
settled onto me, she tilted her head back and closed her eyes. 
I was struck again by how attractive she is. She isn't drop-dead
gorgeous like Molly, Kristen, or even Amy, but her body is beautiful
and she has a freshness about her that's very compelling. I watched
her as she slowly began to raise and lower herself onto me, and an odd
feeling came over me. 
Marla said that we shouldn't fall in love with each other, and I
realized something. I like Marla. I like her a lot! But I don't know
if I'm in love with her, and she says she's not in love with me. It's
wonderful having sex with her, but I feel like I'm having sex with a
great friend, not someone I can be with for a long time. It seems
better this way. It's uncomplicated, and it'll give me a chance to be
with someone just for fun. If something happens between us later, so
be it! But right now, I just want to have a good time, and I decided
to give her my full attention.
She was moving faster now, and things were starting to feel good, but
after having come so recently, I knew I could go on for a long time,
so I settled back and watched her. She was breathing heavily now, and
even though the air conditioning was on, I could feel heat coming off
her body. As things began to build for her, she started to move back
and forth as well as up and down. She kept it up for a long time, but
she seemed to be holding back, so I reached down, put my thumb on her
clit, and began massaging it as she moved. Her pussy immediately
tightened on me, she gasped, and perspiration began forming on her
belly, but she continued moving, and even picked up the pace some
more. Her eyes were tightly shut now, and her face had a pained look
on it, but she kept going, and I increased the pressure on her clit.
She'd been resting her hands on her hips, and she reached up and began
rubbing her breasts and pulling on her nipples. She seemed to be
having a series of small orgasms, and when the next one happened, I
stared in amazement, as she pulled on her nipples so hard, I was
afraid she would pull them off. But it didn't seem to bother her, and
after the orgasm passed, she dropped her hands back to her hips again,
leaving her nipples sticking straight out, and looking bright red.
 She had been sitting erect, but she seemed to be losing balance, so
she leaned forward and supported herself on her arms. The new position
must have been more pleasurable, because she picked up the pace even
more, and began slamming herself into me. I was still rubbing and
fondling her clit, but the new position caught my hand between us, and
during a particularly powerful trust, her hips forced my fingers
together, crushing her clit between them. She cried out and collapsed
on top of me, but instead of allowing me to pull my hand away, she
began grinding her pelvis against me. I was concerned that I was
hurting her, so I reached around her with my other arm to pull her off
me, but she pushed my arm away. She continued to grind herself against
me, and the pressure on my hand was so great, I was starting to worry
that she would injure herself, when she started coming. 
I never saw a girl come so hard, or for so long. Her body convulsed,
and hot fluid gushed over the hand that was trapped between us, and
ran down between my legs. She continued to shudder violently, and when
I was finally able to pull my hand away, I tried to sit up, but she
clutched me to her, and in a barely audible voice she whispered, "No
Pete! Don't move."
I put my arms around her and held her to me for what seemed a long
time. Heat was pouring off her body, and she continued to shake for a
while, but when I tried to move her off to give her air, she held me
tightly and wouldn't let me move. 
I was still deep inside her, and the power of her orgasm was such a
turn-on, I was still hard as a rock. 
After a few minutes, she seemed to quiet down, and I asked, "Are you
okay?"
She answered immediately with, "Please stay inside me, and lets turn
around."
I wasn't quite sure what she meant, but still holding on to me, she
rolled to the side, and it became obvious that she wanted me on top. 
When I finally positioned myself on top of her, I looked down. She was
staring up at me, and the look on her face was a mixture of lust and
excitement. It was a real turn-on and I began to move slowly in and
out of her. After only a few strokes, she whispered, "No Pete, Fuck
me, Fuck me HARD," and she grabbed my hips and pulled me to her. 
I didn't hesitate! I began slamming into her, and she responded by
gritting her teeth and making a high-pitched screeching noise. Over
and over I buried myself into her as deep as I could, and she met my
every move by thrusting her body against me. Her fingers were digging
into my sides, but I didn't care, and the next time she came, she
gripped me so hard I was sure her nails had broken the skin. But she
was insatiable, and she continued writhing, moving under me, and
trying to force me deeper into her
She came again and shuddered violently, but she only hesitated for a
split second before I felt her hands pulling on me again. But I could
tell she was getting tired, and so was I.
She came once more, but it was nothing like the shattering kind at the
beginning, and she still didn't let go of me, but she slowed
considerably, and I could tell she was running out of steam. So I
stopped moving, and I asked, "Would you like to rest for a while?"
She replied immediately with, "No! I want to come once more, and I
want you to come with me."
I tried to continue, but I had been trying so hard to please her I had
almost given up on coming. Plus, she was so wet now, there was very
little friction, and I started to worry about keeping my erection. 
She must have realized that something was wrong, because, with a giant
grunt, she threw me off onto my back, pounced on me, and took my
half-hard cock in her mouth. She started sucking on me, and jacking my
cock as fast as she could. 
She was sucking very hard. Her hand was flying up and down. I didn't
know if it was going to be enough to make me cum until I looked at her
other hand. She had two fingers inside her pussy and was rubbing
herself like crazy. Almost against my will I began to feel myself
getting ready. I tried to warn her by putting my hand on her head, but
she continued, and just before I erupted, she took my cock from her
mouth, closed her eyes and held me in front of her as I unloaded full
in her face. 
I fell back against the pillow and I watched in amazement, as she came
herself, and she fell back in the bed next to me and lay there
breathing heavily. Finally she stood up, went over and turned on the
overhead light. Then she went to the full-length closet mirror and
looked at herself. 
Her cheeks and neck were covered with sperm. There was a big,
rope-like glob over one eye and some was even in her hair. She stared
at her reflection as though she was mesmerized, then she raised her
hand and wiped above her eye. She looked at the sticky mess in her
hand for a second, then she dropped her hand to her breasts, and began
smearing it over her nipples. When they were both coated and
glistening, she turned to me.  
She opened her mouth as though she was going to say something, but no
sound came out, and a few seconds later, she went into the bathroom
and closed the door.
I tried to think of what was going through her mind. She seemed upset
about something, but I couldn't think of what it could be. When I
heard the shower start, I went to the bathroom and opened the door.
She was standing next to the shower waiting for the water to warm up,
and it looked as though she was trying not to cry. So I went to her
and asked, "Marla, what's the matter?"
Her eyes were tearing when she looked up at me and answered, "Pete,
are you disgusted but what I just did?"
"Disgusted! Of course not! Why would you say that? We're making love.
Sometimes it gets messy."
"Pete, I've never been this horny in my whole life. I'm standing in
front of you covered with cum, my pussy feels like it's on fire, and I
still want you inside me. Are you sure that I'm not the girl everyone
thinks I am?"
"You must be talking about Marie. That's not you, you're Marla, the
new girl in town. You're the beautiful model that works for WE. The
people that know you now, think you're fantastic."
"You think I'm fantastic?"
I said, "You bet I do," and I reached for her. But she turned and
said, "No, let me clean up first." 
I followed her into the shower, and we stood for a while letting the
water run over us. Finally she reached for the shampoo, but I said,
"Here, let me," and I began washing her hair. 
I love woman's bodies, and Marla's is exceptional. Her breasts are
nice size, and they're beautifully formed with large high set nipples.
Her waist is small and her stomach is flat and hard. But her best
feature is her butt, and after I finished with her hair and upper
body, I kneeled and spent some extra time washing everything down
below. I was having such a good time I even managed to resurrect a
fair sized hard-on, and when and stood up, her head was tilted back
and her eyes were closed.
She stood that way for a second, then she looked at me with a tiny
smile on her face and said, "You were making love to my body weren't
you?"
"Yes, I guess I was. You have a beautiful body. As a matter of fact,
everything about you is beautiful."
The smile disappeared, and after a few seconds, she said, "Christ
Pete, where did you? Never mind, hurry up," and she stepped out of the
shower. 
She was still drying off when I got out, and I grabbed a dry towel and
began rubbing myself down. When I finished I noticed she was sitting
on the toilet watching me.
She said, "Come here."
I went to where she was sitting, and she put her arms around my waist
and lay her head on my stomach.
She had her eyes closed when she said, "Pete, you're beautiful too.
Not just your body, all of you. I knew it would be this way, I just
knew it. I've never been able to give myself to anyone like I just did
with you."
I don't know how long we remained that way, but after a while I began
to get cold, so I bent and picked her up. I carried her back into the
bedroom and when I put her on the bed, she lay back and held her arms
out to me. I got in next to her, pulled her to me, and when I looked
into her eyes, something happened. I felt like I belonged here. I
don't care what she said earlier tonight. I wanted to be with her, and
I wanted to be in love. 
So I was stunned when she said, "So, tell me about this friend of
yours from the airport."

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