Intimacy, Part II
by eboy – eboyandsuch.wordpress.com

I hadn't seen her in two years, but still recognized her like we had just talked yesterday. I was roaming around the local park, enjoying the new summer sun, when I spotted her brilliant red hair, hanging down far below her shoulder blades, shining at me from across the field. She was walking her dog, a little terrier, and when she saw me she smiled, a smile as brilliant as her hair, picked up a stick, and tossed it. The little dog went scurrying off, and Katy sauntered towards me, waving.

I had known her in middle school, and had been quietly infatuated with her from just about the first day of sixth grade on. She was among the most popular of the girls in the class, and also among the nicest, a rare combination at that age. She was a cross-country runner, always in shape, but not the generic sporty tomboy. Most of the guys in our small class had liked her at some point or another, but to the best of my knowledge she never dated anyone, in the school or outside of it. Towards eighth grade, to my delight, we had gotten a little bit friendly, but there was still always a distance there, undoubtedly caused by my terminal shyness. I hadn't seen her since we started high school, and had very much moved on from my long, young crush, but watching her walk slowly across the field towards me that day, I remembered very much why I had been so obsessed: She was smart, she was athletic, and, beyond being just sexy, she was downright beautiful.

Her green eyes flashed as she drew near, and she spoke a quick greeting. Our conversation quickly ran through the usual awkward "so how've you been" topics, discussing high school, middle school memories, and all the rest. We began to walk slowly around the edge of the field, tossing sticks to her little dog every time it managed to return with the last one. Without any spoken signal, we began to toss the sticks farther and farther away, giving us more and more time undisturbed.

Without any warning, she loops her arm in mine and leans close to half-whisper in my ear. "So I hear you and Hashim know each other." My heart skipped a beat, and I barely managed to refrain from making a terrible crack about knowing him in the Biblical sense: For many reasons, including our respective genders and his faith, it just seemed very wrong. I replied in the affirmative, calmly, and asked her how long they'd been going out. "A while," she answers, vaguely. She stops walking, and I stop with her, turning to face her. Her face is of a pale complexion, lightly freckled, and her large green eyes stare out from it, making my heart skip a second beat. She smiles a small, slow smile with just a hint of suggestiveness to it.

"You know, I waited all through middle school for you to ask me out, because I was too scared to do the asking myself." My heart skips a third beat, and I smile a much larger, faster smile than hers, which I hoped didn't look quite as suggestive. She removes her arm from mine, and her little white hand creeps up the side of my face. Her smile suddenly grows a fair deal larger, and with a quick movement, her arms are around my neck, her lips against mine. I respond instinctively, embracing her tightly, feeling her smooth hair against my fingers, kissing back... Her tongue is in my mouth, and she moans softly, kissing me wildly, passionately. I just barely have time to enjoy the wonderful feeling before she jumps back off, leaving me standing there. She smiles that same smile, and this time the spark in her eyes tells me that she means it to be very, very suggestive. "How about you come by Hashim's house tomorrow afternoon? One thirty or two?" I just nod in agreement as her little dog scampers up, and she waves goodbye and runs off. I stand and watch her tight ass sway, complementing the swaying of her long, red hair. Then I turn and walk home. One thirty sounds good to me.

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Hashim and I stand in the street outside his house and simply smile at each other. It's a little after one o'clock, and I'm early. As I walked down the street, I saw Hashim coming towards me, and we haven't yet said a word to each other. I open my mouth to say an awkward hello, and instead get his tongue inside my mouth, his lips against mine. We haven't seen each other in the several days since the last time, haven't even spoken. Now, we don't care about words or sights so long as we can feel each other. His dark, lithe body presses against mine for a long minute, his tongue running circles around mine. Eventually, he reluctantly pulls back, and whispers a simple hello. I smile at him again, and he starts to walk off. "I've got an errand to run, I'll see you up there in a minute." As an afterthought, he adds, "Go ahead and get started without me!" He grins as he said it, then takes off at a brisk walk, leaving me standing at his steps, breathing heavily.

When I go inside, I turn and look into his living room. Katy is sitting there on the couch, dressed in a low-cut blouse and a short skirt. She sits primly on the edge of the couch, as if she just sat down, and her beautiful hair is down, cascading over her shoulders, perfectly framing her shining face. Her eyes flash as she sees me, and she gives me a little wave. I enter the room, and look around. The summer sun is shining in through the big picture windows, illuminating the softly-carpeted room. The light shimmers off Katy's hair as she stands up, unconsciously brushing down her blouse, giving me ample opportunity to see her nipples poking through the soft material. She says a little, nervous hello, and informs me that we have the house to ourselves. I tell her that I saw Hashim outside, and she gives another little smile. Her nervousness is obvious, a sharp contrast to her attitude in the park yesterday, and I feel the same way, but somehow I know what I'm supposed to do, and do it.

Her eyes open wide as I step towards her, and wider as I plant my lips right on hers. One hand cradles her head while the other grasps her back, holding her too me. She squeaks a little in surprise, but the sound quickly becomes a moan as I slip my tongue into her mouth just as she had done to me yesterday. After a minute, I pull away a little, just far enough to speak, not far enough to loose the feel of her warm breath on my face. "Right where we left off yesterday, then." She moans in agreement and pulls me tightly towards her again.

While we devour each other with our mouths, we do the same with our hands down below. It isn't long before simply pressing her to me is not enough, and my hands move downward, causing her to gasp as I grab her little ass, to moan as I lightly caress the sides of her bare legs, to arch her back in pleasure as I feel the smooth skin underneath the hem of her blouse. Her hands do their part, too, slipping under my shirt and rippling up my spine, kneading my shoulders, and dancing over my stomach and chest. I lean down to kiss her neck, planting my mouth down the soft skin leading towards her shoulders and chest. She sighs and nibbles lightly at my ear, her warm breath enveloping my skin. My hands move beneath her blouse, up her back, around beneath her upraised arms... She moans and frees one of her hands to undo her bra, tossing it lightly across the room, leaving my hands to lightly caress her newly-freed breasts. I feel her nipples grow under my fingers, and with one hand I raise her shirt and expose them to the light. Her skin is pale and smooth, and her dark aureolas stare out at me, and it takes only a second for me to move my mouth to them, sucking them in, my tongue dancing around them. I barely hear the door open and close over her moan of pleasure, but she pulls away, shaking, and we turn and watch, hand in hand now, as Hashim enters. He grins at us, dark hawk's-eyes taking us both in at once, and he tosses the box of condoms down on the ground. He walks towards us, shucking his shirt off to the side. We follow suit, and suddenly we're standing there, all three of us nude from the waist up, close enough to feel each others' body heat washing over us. We look at each other, and suddenly Katy giggles and steps back,  breasts shaking. "You two first. I want to watch you."

Hashim and I are more than happy to oblige. As Katy settles herself down on the couch, her small, long fingers dancing around her engorged nipples, we grab each other. Mouths, hips, chests pressed together, we kiss. I can feel his boner, and know he can feel mine as well. Our kiss is somewhere between the lustful kiss and the intimate kiss: We're lovers now, but we haven't seen each other in a while, and there is, in fact, a half naked girl watching us make out from just feet away.

I kiss down his neck, down his chest while he fumbles with the catch on his shorts. As before, I take over that job, deftly undoing the zipper. My hand slips underneath, feeling his soft thighs, his coarse hair, and his hard, throbbing cock. His hands work on my pants, and we stand there for a minute, kissing, hands caressing each others' hidden groins. A minute later, and remove our hands and press downwards, shucking the pants, releasing our cocks to stand there, waving slowly at each other. We hear a moan, and break our kiss just long enough to see Katy, her already short skirt pulled up high around her waist, one hand deftly massaging her tits, the other rubbing slowly up and down her black silk panties. She's no longer smiling, but now just gazing at us with cloudy, lust-filled eyes. Her mouth hands open, panting, and we see her soft pink tongue writhing within. "Go on..." she moans softly, and again, we're all to happy to oblige. Our eyes close, and our tongues return to their chase around our mouths. My hands grab his ass, pull him towards me, pressing his hips, his thighs, his cock tightly against my own. We stand there, relishing in the warmth, the hardness and the softness, the simple pleasure of being pressed against the flesh of a lover. Then the whole situation becomes too much for me, and I back away. "Fuck me."

I drop down to my hands and knees, facing the wall so that Katy can see my spread ass-cheeks and waiting asshole. I turn to stare into her eyes, and see that she has slipped her furiously-moving hand beneath her panties. Her breasts shake with each ragged gasp of breath she takes, and her head lolls to one side. This time, though, her eyes aren't clouded over, but stare sharply into mine. "Yesss..." she whispers softly.

I turn my head and see Hashim standing behind me, his hand around his cock, newly sporting a rubber sheath. He pulls and tugs on his member slowly, his gaze flickering between Katy's busy hand and my waiting ass. Slowly, he kneels down, and I feel the tip of his swollen cock against my entrance. "Fuck me," I whisper, and he enters in a single thrust, causing both of us to grunt from the intensity of the feeling. The pain courses through me quickly, soon dying, leaving only the more constant pleasure, spreading like fire out from deep within me. He withdraws, and then enters quickly, filling me completely with his warm flesh. I look at Katy, and watch as she pulls off both her skirt and panties in one smooth motion, exposing her beautiful pink pussy decorated lightly with soft red hair. Her clitoris juts out from her lower lips, and her fingers quickly resume their frantic ministrations there. Before long, this isn't enough, and her other hand shoots down, one, then two fingers plunging inside her open pussy. I look at her face, and she grimaces with pleasure, never letting her eyes leave the sight where her boyfriend's cock is plunging deep into my ass.

The pleasure within me is growing steadily, and I clench down my muscles for a moment, hearing Hashim gasp at the increased tightness. "Follow me," I gasp out, and crawl the few feet towards Katy. Now, my head rests on her exposed thigh, just inches from her dripping pussy. I look up, and she is gazing into Hashim's eyes, shaking. My tongue snakes out, and I lick a winding path up her thigh, closer and closer to the source of that heady smell that has me hypnotized. Behind me, Hashim is thrusting harder and harder, grunting from both the effort and the pleasure. In front of me, Katy gasps as my tongue makes contact with her swollen lips, as I lap up the sweet, musky moisture which oozes from her slit. Her hands retreat, leaving me to take their place, and I set to work, transforming the fiery pleasure in my ass and groin into quick, deft movements of my tongue. One moment, I push it deep inside her, capturing her liquid deep at its source. The next, I flick it over her swollen clit, eliciting a forceful gasp. She thrusts her hips towards me, one hand on the back of my head drawing me forward, and I plant my lips on her beautiful pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth. She shakes and screams and she orgasms, and it seems to me that the sound goes straight down into my groin, fanning the flames deep down within me. 

"Soon..." I murmur, and Katy takes over. She slips quickly off the sofa, onto the ground below me, and pushes me up. I kneel there, Hashim's hands on my hips and his cock in my ass, while Katy, still shaking from her orgasm, grabs my throbbing cock and begins to rub it furiously. I watch her breasts, shaking from her motion and her ragged breathing, and her eyes, shinning with concentration and half-sated lust. All of this is more than enough to trigger my orgasm, and  the fire within me explodes outward from my balls, splashing onto Katy's bouncing tits. Her eyes shine with elation the sticky white semen coats her tits, and she milks every last drop , onto her soft white flesh. Hashim pulls out of me, leaving me empty and shaking, and crawls around. He rips the condom off in a flash, and this time my hands join Katy's in massaging his balls, tugging his jutting member. He lets out a long groan as his semen too explodes outwards, joining mine in running down Katy's breasts, pooling in the space between.

Hashim and I collapse by Katy's side, burrowing our faces into her soft hair, our lips exhaustedly caressing her bare shoulders and neck. Her hands climb slowly to her tits, and begin to slowly massage them, wiping our warm seed around, pressing it into the smooth white skin and dark aureolas. She sighs contentedly, eyes closed, and as the warm liquid soaks into her beautiful breasts, we quietly fall asleep.

I awake to movement. My face is buried in the crook of Katy's neck, her hair forming a soft pillow beneath me. My arm is thrown across her stomach, cradling her to me. Her soft thigh is pressed between my legs, now, my soft cock rubbing against it. I move my head, and see Hashim's face hovering just above. He sighs, and moves down to plant a kiss on Katy's lips, just inches away from my face. I feel my arm caught between Katy's stomach and his, and I realize what's going on.

Sure enough, when I pull my head back enough to see, Hashim is lying on top of Katy, between her spread legs. I remove my hand from between them, and slowly caress his side, down to his ass, up to her sticky but silky smooth breasts. I move my head in for a moment, forcing my tongue between their lips, and for a moment, the three of us are joined at the mouth. I pull back, and Katy and Hashim smile at me, their eyes clouded over with pleasure. I step back and sit to the side, and watch as Hashim's hard cock pushes slowly inside Katy's soft pink pussy. I watch as Katy writhes beneath him, hear her gasp as he forces past her hymen, and then, suddenly, they're joined, unified, his throbbing warmth inside her welcoming sheath. They lie there for a moment, staring into each others' eyes and breathing deeply, paying no attention to me. I spread my legs and feel for my cock, drawing my fingers along its growing length. In front of me, my lovers are unified together, and the intimacy flows off them, taking me in its grasp. I slowly tug my cock, feeling it grow to full erectness, and watch as Hashim begins to fuck her, slowly, with long strokes. She still grimaces a little, but I can tell that the pain is fading. Her virginity is no more, and now she is simply enjoying the fullness of her pussy, the feel of Hashim's warm cock moving so deep within her.

Just as when Hashim first fucked me, soon the fullness isn't quite enough. Her breathing is coming raggedly in time with his strokes, and she gasps for him to fuck her, to really fuck her hard. Hashim picks up the pace, and the intimacy that washes off them is soon joined by simple, pure lust. She moans beneath him with every stroke, feeling his hardness rip through her soft insides. He grunts with each stroke, clenching and unclenching his ass. They kiss, hard, lips moving quickly, tongues moving even faster. She arches beneath him, pressing her body into his, and her groaning becomes a scream only slightly muffled by his mouth. The scream goes on and on, her body writhing again and again as orgasm after orgasm tears through it, until eventually collapses back way from him, breasts shaking, stomach rising and falling. He grunts and pulls out, knowing now where she wants him to deposit his seed: Not in a condom, but onto her quivering tits. She pulls off the condom and together they bring him to orgasm, his cum yet again splashing onto her tits. He lies down by her side, spent again, and she suddenly remembers that I'm there and turns her flashing green eyes onto me. "Come," she mouths.

I move to her side, and she takes my hands and moves them to her breasts. As I caress Hashim's still-warm cum into her, she presses her tits into my hands and smiles at me. "Your turn," she says in a low voice, as lustily as she could. Her shinning green eyes flash again as she pushes me over and jumps on top of me, still shaking slightly from her last chain of orgasms. Her slightly wet tits press into my chest as she leans down and plants a passionate kiss on my waiting mouth. Seconds later, she pulls back and motions for me to stay where I am, returning with a condom and slipping it over me. She kneels poised above my throbbing cock, and I watch as a drop of liquid falls from her soft pink pussy onto the tip of my member. I look up into her eyes, and she grins at me. "I'm tired, but I got one more good fuck left." With those words, she plunges her slit down over me and leans in for a kiss.

When Hashim and I fuck, he fills me, and I am left to relish that feeling of having a warm, throbbing cock deep within me. This time, for the first time, even though she's doing the fucking, I'm doing the filling. My hardness is buried deep inside her, enveloped on every side by her warm, tight flesh. I moan into her mouth and simply enjoy the feeling, the warmth, the softness. My arms surround her, buried in her soft red hair, pulling her towards me, pressing her to me. She moans, and gyrates her hips, not quite pulling off, but causing enough friction to stimulate us both. I let go of her, and she pushes up, her tits swaying above my face, and begins to fuck me. Up, down, up, down... A rhythm comes quite naturally, her soft wet walls gripping my throbbing boner as they slide on and off. I reach up and grab her tits in my hands, kneading them forcefully, pinching her swollen nipples. She moans and increases her pace, her hair falling down over me, veiling me from the rest of the room.

Up, down, up, down... In and out of her, my cock throbs with growing waves of pleasure. The fire is building again, spreading out from her pussy, down my cock, up through me... She orgasms once, a small one, biting her lip and groaning deep in her throat, pussy clenching my member tighter than ever before. As she finishes, Hashim's face pokes through the veil of her hair, and he kisses me, soft lips encircling mine. "Turn over," he says, and we do, breaking rhythm just long enough to position me between Katy's spread legs. I take over the fucking, thrusting into her waiting pussy, and I gaze into her lust-clouded eyes as I feel Hashim's member poke my own entrance. The rhythm falters again as I groan from the pleasure shooting out from my ass, and then we're all together, each bound to the others, Hashim inside of me, me inside of Katy. Soon, we pick up a new rhythm, and all together, we fuck.

Hashim's face moves down beside mine, and his tongue reaches out. It is soon joined by Katy's small pink one and my larger one, the three tongues grappling in the air between us. I suck them both into my mouth, and then turn to plant a kiss on one side of Katy's neck while Hashim suckles the other side. Katy moans, a low sound from deep within her chest, rising up and up into a high pitched scream as she buckles beneath me, consumed by her passion. The clenching of her pussy and the thrusting of Hashim's hard cock in my ass are quickly too much for me, and I pull out, ripping off my condom as Katy's fingers rush to replace mine at her wet, pink entrance. Yet again, my cum wells up in my balls before shooting outward, splattering warmly over Katy's bouncing breasts. Hashim soon pulls out as well, and as Katy's orgasm dies, his cum joins mine on her breasts again.

After a moment, Hashim stands. "Carry her to my room. We can rest there. I'll clean up in here, then join you." I look down at Katy, and she has folded her arms across herself, her hands slowly massaging our cum into her tits yet again. Her eyes are closed, but she smiles lightly and sighs. I reach down with unsteady hands and lift her up, one arm beneath her head, the other beneath her knees. I slowly walk down the hall to Hashim's room, and place her on the bed, curling up beside her. I nuzzle my face into her soft hair and neck, and she murmurs something too softly to be heard. When Hashim joins us, he curls up on the other side, and we hold her between us, the three of us nestles together, lovers resting in quiet intimacy after the fucking is done.