Come Get Me


by Victor Echo





Saturday was a day to sleep in and relax. I came home late on Friday after dinner with friends in DC, yet here I was, a little after 7:30 and not only was I awake, but I had started a load of laundry and I was on my second cup of coffee. I had just pulled out my laptop when my phone rang.

“Yeah?” I said, a bit of grouch in my voice.

It was election season and the spammers and scammers were in high gear, so regardless of what the number claimed, I did not believe it.

“It’s me,” Susan’s voice said, small and distant. “Can you come and get me?”

“Come and get you where?” I asked with no grouch in my voice at all as I moved to the bedroom to start getting dressed.

“Well, that's actually a funny story. I am at Vienna.”

“I am going to assume the Metro station and not the city.”

“Yes.

“When you came out of the turnstiles, did you turn right or left?” I asked as I pulled a clean shirt over my head.

“Right, I think.”

“OK. Where you are standing now, the tracks end a bit beyond the station. Looking across the highway, is the end of the tracks on your left or your right?”

“Left.”

“OK. Make yourself comfortable. I will be there as fast as I can but it will still be a half-hour.”

“Drive safe. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I disconnected and tried to find my sandals and the car keys. And only a small part of my mind wondered what was going on. Susan’s voice was distressed. I found my keys and hustled out to the Jeep.

At this hour on a Saturday morning, the traffic was light, even if the number of State troopers looking to catch up on their quotas was unreasonably high, which meant the 20 odd miles were going to take all of the thirty-five minutes to traverse. It was faster than the ninety minutes it might have taken if this was a weekday. So I set myself up in the slow lanes and watched the troopers go after the soccer moms who should have know better. Marc Cohen was just seeing the ghost of Elvis as I turned the corkscrew off-ramp that dumped me into the kiss and ride lot on the south side of the Vienna station.

She was sitting under a shelter and stood up as I maneuvered the Jeep to the curb and unlocked the door. She opened the back door and put a small bag on the seat before she climbed in next to me and closed the door.

She did not put on her belt. Instead she leaned across and pulled herself as tight against me as she could and kissed me as hard as she could. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and she hung onto me like the last stable thing in her world. Our kiss was interrupted by her sudden tears.

With one hand holding her I moved the Jeep into a parking spot and put it in park before twisting myself enough to hold her until she stopped crying.

“You OK?”

“No, but I am better,” she said dashing tears from her cheeks.

I fumbled behind my seat for the tissues in the pocket and passed them over to her. She blew her nose and dabbed her eyes, before she squeezed my hand and looked at me.

“We had a fight. A big one.”

“Well I know he doesn't like me much, but I was polite last night.”

“Apparently I was ’overly flirty’.”

“Good thing he was still asleep when we had breakfast then,” I said with a wicked grin.

“I wasn't being flirty,” she said.

“I did not say you were, because you weren't. At least above the table.”

She gave me a look and I just smiled.

She leaned in and kissed me again, her hand resting on my thigh and her fingers by no means still.

“They are off to look at who knows what. Take me to your place and let me have my way with you.”

It was a demand. She turned and pulled the seatbelt on and I put the car in gear and made my way back to the highway.

“How’s the traffic this morning?”

“Not bad. It's early.”

“OK,” she said, and moved a hand to my bare leg.

Normally in the summer I wear shorts on the weekend, but I had been doing laundry and rather than dig up a pair, I had wrapped my kilt around my waist for the quick trip to the station. Susan had not said anything but as I made my way through another stoplight towards the on-ramp, she turned towards me and both her hands were on my thigh and moving under the hem of my kilt, her nails riding along the tensing muscles of my inner thigh. I spared a glance out of the corner of my eye as I came out of the curve and started accelerating as I merged onto the Interstate. Her hand reached my balls as I settled us in a lane and set the cruse control.

“Having fun?” I asked.

Her hand had wrapped around my stiffening cock and she was leaning against my seat as her other hand played with my balls.

“I have always wanted to do this,” she said.

My cock was now a firm pole in her hands and she stroked it gently. I had to pay attention to my driving and merged around a driver going even slower than I was and had just settled back in my lane when her mouth engulfed my cock and she sucked her way down its length. She bobbed her head several times before sitting up and adjusting the shoulder strap again. A Jeep is not really designed for this sort of activity.

“I will finish when we get there,” she said, her hands going back to playing with my cock.

The trip back felt faster than the trip out, even with a stop for coffee on the way. I unlocked the apartment door and indicated she should enter as I carried her bag in and locked the door behind us.

She was back in my arms before I put the bag down, her kiss fervent and deep. I held her against me and we kissed for several moments, our tongues battling with each other for dominance before giving into the other. She broke the kiss with a sigh.

“Bathroom?”

“Through there,” I pointed toward the bedroom.

She took her bag and kissed me again.

“Give me a moment?”

She closed the bedroom door and I went into the kitchen and swapped out my laundry.

“You weren't kidding about only having one pillow were you,” she said as she came into the kitchen.

She had brushed her hair and taken off her shirt and shorts. She stood before me in a pink bra and thong that I had given her.

“Now why would I kid about a thing like that?” I asked as I pulled her into my arms for another kiss.

“We will have to remedy that,” she said, “but first, I want to suck you cock. I want to feel your hardness in my mouth. I want to touch my nose to your skin and make you moan as I suck you into my throat. I want you to fuck my mouth.”

I kissed her again and we walked to the bedroom.

“Stand here,” she said as she positioned me at the edge of the bed.

She climbed on and positioned herself in front of me. Because the mattress is on the floor, I had to bend down to kiss her, but that was not what was on her mind. To suck my cock, she was at the right height. She popped the catches on my kilt and it fell away. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor as she let her hands run over my length before she sucked it into her mouth. She did not swallow me in on motion, but it was close. She backed off and looked up at me as she swirled the head of my cock with her tongue and then sucked me against, this time her nose hit the skin over my pubic bone and we both moaned as the tight ring of her throat squeezed me. She backed off again, licking my length and idly stroking the base of my cock.

I ran my hands through her short hair, luxuriating in the feelings and she sucked me into her mouth again. I pulled on her hair and she moaned a bit. I held my hand behind her head and pulled her tight against me. She moaned more and swallowed harder, her mouth sucking me inside out. Her hands gripped my ass as she tried to suck my cock off my body. She pulled back and licked the gooey head, her tongue slipping over it as she licked me up. She looked up and me again, lust flaring in her eyes and she sucked me back into her mouth again, her head bobbing as she did. With each motion, she took more of my cock into her mouth. Her hands were rhythmically pulling against my ass and I got the message. I began to fuck her mouth, my hips pushing more of my cock into her with each thrust. The deeper I went, the more she sucked until I slipped into the back of her throat. She grabbed my ass and held me, and my cock swelled and exploded in one motion, my cum pouring out of me and down her throat. She backed off slightly but that only served to make the feeling more intense and I came harder. She sucked and gobbled me up before falling back on the bed a moment before my knees gave way and I fell down beside her, panting heavily.

I reached out a hand for her and she took it in hers squeezing it before she let go and forced herself to roll over and rest her head on my chest, her breathing returning to normal, despite the pounding of her heart. We kissed softly.

“I see you were inspired,” I said.

“I see you haven’t cum in a while,” she said.

“No incentive. You weren’t here.”

“Well, I am now.”

“Yes, so I see. And leaving me breathless.”

While I was recovering, my hands had not been idle as they traced lazy patterns across her back and hips. I could not reach all of her, but I could reach enough to touch. As my own heart returned to a more normal cadence, I turned and kissed her while my hand moved to stroke her leg and arm.

“Mm, I miss your touch,” she sighed.

“Well, then, let me touch you.”

I pulled her against me and undid the bra, slipping it off her shoulders. She rolled back again and smiled as I dragged a hand over her pert nipples. Her breath caught as I pinched one, then the other and her hips moved of their own accord. I teased her a little, letting my fingers roam across her soft skin. I teased those areas that I knew were ticklish and felt the muscles clench before I moved on to other areas. I traced the muscles of her leg, going down the outside and slowly back up the inside. Her legs parted as I got close to her. She moaned as my finger grazed over her clit, her panties wet with her desire. I kissed and nibbled her neck and shoulder as her body writhed under my hands. In concert, I brought my hand up and squeezed her breast as my mouth descended over her nipple.

“So long,” she moaned.

I licked and sucked her nipple, feeling it get larger and harder as I did. She pulled me down, her body urged me to take more of her into my mouth, to suck her harder. I pinched her opposite nipple and she gasped and moaned deeper, her legs rubbed against each other. I could smell her desire, her excitement. I moved my mouth to her other nipple and slid my hand down over her abdomen. She thrust her hips up to meet my hand, her mound full, desiring its own pleasure. I massaged it, my fingers outside her lips as she tried to move her hips to where my fingers would touch her more directly.

I slipped a finger under the thong and dragged it up towards her clit in agonizing slowness. When I finally rolled over her clit she screamed and bucked. I kissed my way down and across her abdomen before I slide her thong off her legs and put my face between them. My tongue flicked her clit and she cried out again. I started sucking her clit. I slid first one, then two fingers inside of her and twirled them around. She was making inaudible noises now and I could feel the muscles clenching as her orgasm quickly built up inside of her. I bore down on her clit, pinching it with my lips as my fingers raked over her insides and she came. Her muscles clenched my fingers, keeping them locked against her as her hips convulsed. She shivered several times before she went limp, my fingers almost expelled from inside of her. She was wet and panting and I rested my head on her thigh and stroked her hip as she recovered.

“That cock better be hard,” she said.

“It is,” I said, moving against her foot.

She moaned slightly.

“Have the energy to roll over?”

“If you had more than one pillow,” she teased.

“Put it under your kneed and lean against the mattress,” I suggested.

She tossed me the pillow and I put it on the floor as she oozed herself into position, her he ass sticking up just enough. I played my hard cock against her puckered ass and she shivered.

“Later. I need you inside me now.”

I easily slid into her pussy and she pushed back against me sighing in delight at the feeling. I settled inside of her and we rested there for a moment, luxuriating in the feeling of being joined again.

“Now. Fuck me,” she said.

I pulled back and started with little, teasing strokes, but she was having none of it, shoving her ass back against me with every stoke, trying to consume my cock with each and ever thrust. I gave up on the short game and slammed into her hard with each thrust. My balls slapped against her clit and she moaned with every penetration until we were both breathless and covered with sweat. She twisted her hips and her muscles gripped me tighter. I could feel my cock swelling and I am sure she could as well as she redoubled her efforts just a moment before I came inside of her. Susan cried out with lust and rammed herself back against me, holding me tight and feeling every one of my explosions. I held tight to her hips, not willing to let go of this feeling until I was too small to stay inside of her. We crawled back up onto the bed and held each other close and kissed.

“We need a shower,” she said after a while. “And we need to get some more pillows.”

“Done with me so soon?” I asked, teasing.

“No, not even started. But I am pretty sure we are going to want to sleep at some point.”

I kissed her again and held her close against me. I did not ask how long she was staying. Or when she had to leave. She was here now, and that is what mattered. I kissed her, and we did not immediately get up to shower.


By the time we got out of the shower, the morning had all but evaporated. Not that we cared. Once we had decided we had recovered enough that we would not fall down under the hot water, we got up. I found towels while she started the shower. She was already under the spray when I joined her.

“I have so missed this,” she said as I pulled her into my arms again and kissed her.

I picked up the soap and spun her around and started massaging her shoulders and upper back as she braced herself against the wall. I let my hands slide down her back and over the gentle curve of her ass. From there I washed each leg carefully before standing up and spinning her around. I washed her shoulders and chest and paid special attention to the ticklish under side of each breast before moving across her abdomen and between her legs. I made a sure she was clean there before handing her the soap.

She has strong fingers and kneaded the muscles in my shoulders briefly before she kneaded the muscles in my ass and thighs. Her hands took care of my calves in short order before she had me turn around. By now my cock was standing proudly in front of her. She lathered up her hands and wrapped them around my shaft and stroked and twisted it. I thrusted into her hands as she did this. She slid one hand down over my balls and between my legs before she stepped close and kissed me.

“I love the feel of your cock,” she said.

She gave it one more squeeze and finished washing my chest and arms before declaring me done. A quick once over with the shampoo and we hopped out. I moved to dry her off but she stopped me.

“We have lots of time,” she said as she kissed me, before she started drying herself.

I quickly followed her example.

She picked up her bra and thong and with an economy of movement put them in her bag and pulled out a new set that I had given her.

“Do you only wear those around me?” I asked.

“Who else would appreciate them?” she asked as she slipped them on.

I shook my head and folded up my kilt.

“You are not going to wear it?” she asked.

I looked at her and she was serious. I had never worn it to more than the Renaissance Faire, but if she wanted me to wear it, I guess I could. I moved past her and looked in the close for a shirt and pulled on a simple t-shirt.

“This way I get to play too,” she said as she kissed me and we pulled on our sandals.

“Food?” I asked.

“Pillow and then we can get some food.”

We pulled up in front of the local dry goods store. It was busy, but it was Saturday and there were a number of soccer moms, some with kids in tow, some alone trying to get through their shopping lists. We crossed the threshold and moved though the kitchen supplies on the way to linens.

“Need one of these?” Susan asked me, holding up a honey jar.

“I don't have honey in the apartment. Honey dust, but not honey.”

“What's honey dust?” she asked as she wandered around looking at kitchen gadgets.

“Remind me to show you when we get home.”

Finding nothing more interesting in kitchenware, we moved through glassware, picking up some wine glasses. I am not fussy what I drink my wine out of and had never gotten around to getting wine glasses. Now seemed the appropriate time. She pulled me into bedding and kissed me before turning me to look at the sheet sets. All very innocent except for her hand on the back of my thigh and sliding higher.

“Minx,” I said casually.

“You should get the grey set,” she said as she squeezed my ass and pointed with the other hand.

They were a nice pattern, so I pulled them down and bent over to look for another set of pillow cases. Susan slid her hand between the cheeks of my ass and dragged her finger over my ass. My cock sprang to hardness instantly.

“Having fun,” I asked as I slowly stood up.

“Yes,” she said with a smirk. “Oh, satin!”

She pulled down a cream coloured satin sheet set and turned it over in her hands.

“Want to make love on satin sheets?” I asked.

“Yes please,” she said smiling brightly.

“Pillows?”

“Lots of pillows!”

We picked up three substantial pillows and the associated covers and checked our inventory to make sure we had everything before we checked out. In line, she kept sliding her hand up and down my leg, successfully distracting me and keeping my cock erect beneath my kilt. Just to occupy her hands, I gave her the bag of pillows and we walked back out to the Jeep.

There was a mini-van on either side of us and we were slightly obscured. I opened the door and put the bags in the back and Susan slid her hand up my thigh and over my ass again, pushing me over slightly at my shoulders. Her hand played between my legs for a few moments, brushing my ass and rolling my balls between her fingers. I moaned my enjoyment and closed my eyes as she did this.

“Turn around,” she said quietly, and lean against the seat.

I opened the passenger door and leaned back against the seat and her hands slid up the front of my thighs and quickly wrapped around my cock. She kissed me, looked me in the eye, looked around the parking lot quickly, and then slipped her head under my kilt and sucked my cock into her mouth. The feeling was incredible, heightened by the chance we could get caught. She only sucked me enough to tease and she spent a few extra minutes licking the oozing head dry before she stood back up, pressed against me and kissed me again.

“That was very erotic, and why am the only one wearing a skirt?”

She giggled and kissed me again.

“Let's get wine and cheese. I have never been drunk and had you within hands reach and I so very much want to do that.”

We got in the Jeep and I soon had us heading to the grocery store. Things only intensified. Susan's hands were never far from legs or arms and some how she had slipped the hem of my shirt out and could slide her hands along my stomach or back to her hearts desire. My cock was hard and barely contained as we picked up finger foods and several bottles of wine. How we managed to get out without being thrown out I will never know and I still get looks from some of the staff.

I put the wine on ice and the groceries out of the way while she disappeared into the bedroom again. She came out as I finished washing the wine glasses. The new sheets were already going around in the washing machine.

“Got anything to put in those?” she asked, pointing at the glasses.

She had changed again and was wearing my green poet shirt. It hung to the middle of her thigh and off one shoulder. Her breasts hung loose, so she had lost at least he bra along the way. She had a small cosmetic bag in her hand.

“Wine? I do.”

I pulled out a cold bottle and poured it into our glasses.

“Got any porn?” she asked after we toasted and kissed.

“You know I do.”

“Good. Something not to artsy. And lose the shirt.”

She picked up the bottle and walked into the living room and made herself at home on the couch. It was a very lovely image and I took a picture of her as I pulled a disk out of a drawer. I flipped on the televisions and wired it to the PC and slipped the disc in before settling myself at the other end of the couch. She sipped her wine and looked at me and then over at the television. She had one leg cocked and the other hanging on the floor and the hem of the shirt slipped closer to her waist, exposing her sex and the, wet, swollen lips. I smiled and took another picture before turning to look at the screen. Two actors were already pounding away at each other. I watched one of Susan's hand squeeze one of her breasts and she watched the action. Her glass was already empty and I refilled it.

The movie rolled on and Susan continued to touch herself, teasing me as much as she was teasing herself. I reached out with my foot and started tracing the inside of her foot. She looked up at me and passed me her empty wine glass before standing up and indicating I should sit where she was. I refilled her glass and sat down and then she sat between my legs and curled up against me. Her hand slid along my leg and she kissed me before she turned her attention back to the action on screen. I let my hand wander over her arm and through her hair as her hand wrapped around my cock.

On the screen a woman started playing with a guy’s cock and Susan began to match her motions on my cock. It did not take the actress long to inhale the guy’s cock and Susan sucked my cock likewise. I moaned along with the soundtrack although with more realism. She attacked my cock with gusto and was rolling my balls with her hand, a finger seeking my ass as she played. She sucked and played for several minutes. I was close several times but she backed me down each time as she kept me on edge. The scene shifted on screen and she took one more long, deep suck and popped up. She kissed me and sat up, took a drink and opened the cosmetic bag she had brought with her.

“Put this in me,” she said passing me her metal plug, “and get yours so I can do you.”

I quickly retrieved my prostrate massager from the bedroom, a blanket and some lube. She was laying on the couch when I got back, one leg thrown over the back, the other foot on the floor, her pussy open. She teased her clit as she watched something on the screen. I took another couple of pictures and slid the blanket under her ass as I picked up her plug and the lube. I started to play with her ass as she stroked her clit. She was wet and relaxed. I added some of the slick stuff to my finger and got her ass covered. I slipped a finger in and she squeezed down on it before relaxing, her visage changed from surprise to lust. I slipped another finger in and she moaned deep in her throat. I slicked up her plug and teases the rosebud of her ass, watching her face. She smiled at me and the muscles relaxed. I slid the plug in swiftly and she clamped down on it. I watched the lips of her pussy flutter as she gripped it.

“Wow, that feels wonderful,” she said, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensations.

Her eyes opened, hazy lust evident as she looked at me.

“My turn,” she said picking up my toy.

She pushed me back against the arm of the couch and I opened my legs up so she could get at me. She pulled my kilt off and tossed it on the floor before she ran her fingers over my cock and balls and ass. She got her hands slippery and slowly stroked my cock and then played more with my balls before she teased my ass. She pushed a finger inside and my cock jumped. She smiled at me, grabbed my cock and put another finger inside, twirling them around and gently stroking in and out. She raked her nails over my cock and pulled her fingers out. A bead of clear fluid appeared on the head as she did. She flicked her tongue over the head and licked it up before she turned back to pick up my toy. She got it slippery from head to base and reslicked her hands. She got my ass all slippery and slid her two fingers back inside of me. I relaxed and watched the concentration on her face as she played. She pulled her fingers back out and lined the toy up with my ass and slowly pushed it in. The first angle popped in, and then the second before it settled completely inside of my ass. My cock was oozing as she did this and once it was seated, she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth and stroked my cock. On screen there were two guys fucking a woman, one in her pussy and one in her mouth and Susan watched the scene while she idly squeezed my balls.

Susan kept me on edge as she manipulated my cock and twisted the toy in my ass as she watched the threesome on the screen. Her nipples where hard where they pushed against the material of the shirt. I reached out and pinched one. Her mouth opened and her eyes fluttered, all thoughts of my cock gone from her mind. I repeated the motion with the other one before I pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor with my kilt. I pushed her down on the couch and put my mouth over her pussy, licking and sucking her engorged clit as I played with her nipples. Her hips were thrashing as I teased her clit. I flicked it with my tongue in time to the moans that came from the television. She was lost in the feelings as I did this. Her pussy was oozing as I slip a finger, and then a second into her. She threw her head back and her hips came up off the couch as she tried to get more of me inside of her and touch her most secret places. Her orgasm poured over her body, every muscle locked up and she cried out in undulating tones. Her body fell back to the couch in a boneless thud.

I gently kissed the inside of her thighs as she recovered, her hands played in my hair as she tried to ground herself. On the screen, two women were in a clinch, their tongues battling with each other. I noticed that her plug had come out in her orgasm and I gently pushed it back into her, which drew another bone deep sigh.

“Wine?” she asked and I passed her a glass.

She drained it in a gulp and pulled me up against her were we kissed. She tried to maneuver me into position and I teased her clit with the head of my cock before I slid into her in a single motion, our breath leaving our bodies as we mated. She pushed down on my ass, trying to make sure all of my body was inside of her.

“Feels so good, but I want to be in control,” she said and I pulled out and sat on the edge of the couch.

She threw a leg over my legs and braced herself on my shoulders as she lined up over my cock and slid down. She bit her lip and her face twisted as she slid down on me. She bounced up and down a couple of times before she abruptly stood back up and turned around and sat back down again, her body trembling as she got me as deep inside of her as she wanted me. I reached around and squeezed her breasts and pulled on her nipples and she went crazy, bouncing up and down on my cock. She chanted wordlessly as she squeezed my cock and rode me hard and fast.

“Cum, cum, cum, cum,” she said.

That was all it took as my cock swelled inside of her and I came in long spurts. She continued to ride me and squeeze me before she fell back against me and I held her close to my body.

“Have I told you lately how much I love you?” she asked.

“I love you too,” I said and kissed her.

“Shower, make the bed, and a nap?” she asked.

“I will be right there,” I said as she stood up.

I picked up the clothes and followed her to the bathroom where she had already started the shower.


We rested a while on the new satin sheets, curled around each other. I woke first, spooned up behind Susan, my cock semi-hard and resting between her ass, my hand resting between the swells of her breasts. I gently kissed her neck and she pulled my hand closer against her and pushed down with her ass. I spent several minutes gently kissing her neck and spine as she curved and pushed against me. My hands played with her nipples and across her abdomen, more teasing than anything serious until she cocked a leg and pulled my hand down to her pussy. It was warm, and wet. She moaned as my finger teased her clit, her ass pushing even harder against my now rampant cock.

“And what sort of dreams were you having?” I asked.

“The kind where you slide that steel pole inside of me and fuck me.”

I rolled her over onto her front and she moved her ass up, opening her pussy to me. I slipped my steel pole into her velvet furnace and she clamped down on it, holding me in place before she wiggled her ass and pushed back against me.

“Hard, deep, and fast,” she said and I did, both of us collapsing when we were done.

We lay together for a few minutes, kissing and touching. I do not remember whose stomach rumbled first but that got us out of bed and into the kitchen in search of dinner. I started working on the garlic, which would take a while to be ready while Susan cut up cheeses and got down plates to make it all look pretty. I opened wine and cleaned off the top of my coffee table.

“Movie?,” I asked while we waited for the garlic to finish roasting.

“Sure,” she said and looked though the list of films I had before pickup one.

We curled up on the couch, a blanket over our naked bodies as we watch the opening credits spin. Halfway though I pulled the garlic out and brought the food in and we demolished it, a second movie, and another bottle of wine, all without moving more than a few feet from each other. It was heavenly.

“What now?” I asked as I nibbled her ear.

“Mm. I am not sure,” Susan said as she moved against me, happy enough to have my hands holding her.

I continued to nibble, my fingers moved against her skin here and there as they lazily teased more than anything. We were still curled under the blanket and the more I touched, the more she squirmed.

“Want to try something different?” she asked me as my finger slid along the bend in her hip.

“Anything you want,” I whispered as I bit her neck.

“Wait here.”

Susan got up and kissed me quickly before she walked towards the bedroom. I flipped the video off and pulled my phone towards me. Nothing important was in the mail and I pushed it back across the table. I adjusted the blanket and waited. While it felt like forever, it really was only a few minutes before Susan came back into the room. I sat up as I watched her walk towards me. I am sure my eyes widened as I saw her. She had put on a satin top that just covered her breasts. Her nipples were clearly evident. She had slipped on a pair of heels that raised her up a few inches. But it was the harness, and the realistic looking dildo that jutted out from it that caught my attention and made my cock swell. This was certainly going to be different. She crooked her finger at me and I followed her as she walked back to the bedroom, her ass swaying as she did.

Once in the bedroom, she turned and our cocks bounced against each other. She giggled as she pulled me closed and we kissed before she pushed me down into the middle of the bed. She moved me into the middle and pushed my legs back, and I held them while she bent over my stiff cock and sucked it into her mouth and played with my balls. It was only a tease before she sat back up on her haunches and reached for the lube.

“I really want to try this,” she said shyly. “But I am not sure I know how, exactly.”

“Pretend you’re a man,” I said with a smile.

She smiled and slicked up her dildo and then my ass. She lined up the head of the dildo and pushed forward gently.

“Not too big?” she asked.

“No,” I said relaxing as she pushed forward.

The head passed through my sphincter and air whooshed out as she bottomed out. There was a look of desire and power on her face. She wrapped her hand around my cock and squeezed.

“You OK?” she asked.

“Fine,” I said. “Have at it.”

“I will,” she said and started pumping my ass.

It was a very interesting sensation as she fucked my ass. It took a few minutes for me to get used to the feeling but once I did, I could feel the head rolling over my prostate made my cock twitch and it began oozing.”

“Oh, look, you like it,” she said, her own nipples hard under her short top.

I panted as she kept pounding, my erection swelling. I could feel the edge of an orgasm approaching, but was still being held at bay. Susan looked at my cock with lust and licked her lips. I was not sure what her end game was, she was going to make me cum, or something else. She buried herself inside of me and stopped. And then she wrapped her hand around my cock and ran her thumb over the head. I shuttered.

“You are so hard,” she said.

“Your fault.”

“I want to feel you inside me. Like this.”

She pulled out and slipped out of the harness and then pulled the dildo free before she pushed it back into my ass, stroking it in and out a couple of times before she pushed it into the base. She stroked my cock gently and then squirted lube on my cock. She swung her legs over my hips and took my cock in hand as she lined it up with her ass. It took a couple of false starts before she got it where she wanted it and slowly eased herself down on it. Her face was set in deep concentration as I disappeared inside of her. It was replaced by lust as she bottomed out and got used to the feeling.

“Oh, wow. You are even bigger this way,” she said.

I let me hands rest on her hips and slid them up so I could run my fingers over her nipples. She shivered and began to gently rub herself up and down on my cock. Her pussy was dripping on my skin as she rode me. I slipped a finger between her legs and found her clit. It was a hard point and she cried out as I touched it. She squeezed me and I thrusted up into her, emptying myself into her. She cried out again and dropped down, burying me inside of her as she came. Then she collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her.

“That was good,” she said as I fell out of her. “We will have to do that again. Such different feelings.”

“I enjoyed it too. All of it.”

She shivered again, then kissed me. We kissed for several minutes, our hands moving up and down each other.

“Give me a minute, and we can fall asleep.”

I smiled at her and let her get up, then traded places with her. We snuggled down under the covers, curled in each others arms.

“If you wake up in the middle of the night,” she said, kissing me, “wake me up too will you? I want every minute I can get.”

“I might just do that,” I said kissing her before we settled down to sleep.


I was not sure if my eyes were open or not. It seemed as if they were. The room was dark, but not pitch. It took me a moment to realize I was not alone. I was laying on my back and looking at the ceiling, the faint light from the various devices in the room casting odd shadows. I turned my head and realized what had awoken me. It was my normal time to get up during the week. Too early to stir myself, much less the lady sleeping next to me, despite her request to do so. The other thing I noticed was an urgent need for the bathroom, so I slipped out of bed to take care of that. If I had thought that my absence would not be noticed, I should have known better. I could see her eyes shining in the dim light when I came back.

“I will be right back,” she said as she slipped out.

I crawled back into bed and waited. She was quickly back and curled up against me. I kissed her gently and she kissed me back, her hands moving over my back as I squeezed her ass. She moaned and pushed against my hardening erection. It felt good to have her next to me and I just luxuriated in having her there as we kissed.

I felt her hands side down my side and her hand wrapped around my cock. She pushed against my shoulder and rolled me onto my back. She looked down at me. Her hand slid up and down on my cock while she licked my nipple. I moved my hand against her side and she pushed it down before she slid down and engulfed my cock in her mouth. I am sure my eyes rolled back in my head. Between the sex and the sensations it was almost overwhelming. My cock did not know if it was being ripped from my body or raised to heaven. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain and the pleasure was winning. Her mouth was a warm, wet, cloth wrapped around my cock and it seemed to swell to unknown levels. My hips reflexively flexed up and she took more of me into her mouth and down her throat, making me moan even louder. Her finger found my ass and easily slipped in. I cried out as she pushed up and I almost came on the spot. The sensations were erotic and ecstatic. Susan moaned. My balls contracted and I came in three long eruptions. Susan sucked it down, and moaned as her hands moved up and down over my body. I could feel her shiver as she let my cock fall out of her mouth and kissed my thigh. I could not see. The room pulsed around me as my heart tried to climb out of my chest. Susan kissed me and I fell back into my body. I could feel her desire as she rested against my thigh. She was wet and excited. I could feel her nipples pressed against me.

“Move down a bit,” she said and I did.

She moved up and put her dripping pussy over my mouth. I licked her end to end, and she shivered as I focused on her clit. She moved her hips back and forth as I probed her with my tongue. I slid my hands up her soft skin and pulled on her nipples. They stiffened and I felt her get wetter. I sucked on her clit and her hips convulsed as she rode my face, her orgasm making her wetter and wetter. I strove to lick her dry, a lost cause, but it was fun to try and keep up. She squeaked and had another small orgasm before she fell off of me bonelessly.

I waited for her to come back to herself and she curled up against me. I pulled the blanket back over us and we drifted back to sleep.

The sun was shining and the room was bright when I woke up again. Susan was still asleep next to me. The clock said ten o’clock. I rolled against her and kissed her cheek.

“Rest. I am going to get us some bagels.”

Susan burrowed into the sheets and I slipped out, getting dressed quickly and heading to the store.

I was back in short order and had the coffee going as the shower shut off. Susan walked into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her. I handed her a cup of coffee and kissed her nose.

“You didn’t wait for me,” I said with a slight pout.

“I didn’t shower, just rinsed off,” she said. “Shall we sit on the couch?”

We walked into the living room and sat down, the bagels between us and the coffee at hand.

“And?” I asked as she seemed withdrawn.

“And,” she said, not looking at me.

I sat and waited, knowing she would tell me when she was ready. I picked up a bagel and put butter on it.

“He’s called a half a dozen times.”

“He doesn’t know where you are.”

“He suspects. But no, he does not know exactly. I told him I am OK.”

“You can stay as long as you want you know.”

“I know. And thank you. But the problems won’t get solved here.”

“The offer is always open.”

“I know. And again, thank you.”

She curled up against me and kissed me. She had been crying, I could tell that. But she seemed better now. I held her close to me for a bit before she sat up and picked up her coffee again.

“When are you leaving?”

“As late as possible,” she said and kissed me again.

We kissed gently and touched each other.

“Shower?” I asked.

“I had mine,” she smirked as she reached for my shorts.

Her hands slid up and down over the outside of my shorts and I moaned slightly as she slid her hand along the inside of my thigh and under the edge of my shorts. My cock swelled as her hand brushed the base and rolled over my balls. Susan tickled my balls and squeezed gently. My cock was solid, painfully pressing against my shorts. She pulled them down and my cock sprung free and straight up.

“Mm, I really like your cock,” she said as she wrapped her hand around it. “I love how it feels in my hand. And I love how it tastes.

She licked the head teasingly with her tongue before swallowing it, the knob brushing the back of her throat. She backed off a bit, and then swallowed me again, the knob being squeezed as her throat contracted around it. I moaned. She chuckled and my cock vibrated. I moaned again and pressed down on the back of her head, forcing more of my cock into her throat. Her nose hit my leg and she pulled back off my cock. She sucked it hard all the way to the tip and my balls contracted, but she kept me from coming as she popped off the top. She continued to squeeze and stroke my cock as she moved to kiss me.

I pulled her close against me as we kissed. I slid my hand over her ass and squeezed it. She moved and straddled my cock, taking it deep into her wet cunt. She pulled the shirt off my body and braced herself against my chest as I pinched her erect nipples. She started bouncing up and down on my cock, never once taking her eyes from mine as she pounded herself on my erection.

“Harder, squeeze them harder,” she said.

I pinched her nipples and she cried out, ramming herself down into my lap. She shivered and put her head against my chest, getting her breath back.

“Want me to take you from behind?”

“Oh gods, yes,” she said as she bent over the couch.

Her ass waved back and forth and I lined up my cock with her snatch and then rammed it home. She cried out again and grabbed her hips for support before I started pounding her. She pushed back as I bottomed out inside of her. I did not hold back as skin slapped against skin and our breathing was ragged.

“Cum, cum, cum,” she chanted.

I pushed into her one more time and filled her, my cock swelled and pressed against her as she clamped down on me. We collapsed together in a heap, panting.

“I like that,” she said. “I like that so much.”

“I know,” I said kissing her.

We cuddled a bit before we pulled ourselves to our feet and stumbled back to the bedroom. While neither one of us was tired, we still curled up and I am certain more than a few minutes disappeared before we started kissing again.

“We should shower,” Susan said eventually.

She turned on the water while I hunted up another set of towels. We washed each other, careful of the sensitive areas that had been over used. We gently dried each other off before we got dressed. She kissed me as I picked up my keys and we walked out to the car.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked before I started the engine.

“No, I’m not. But I promise I will come back. And soon.”

“I know, dear.”

I started the car and we drove back to the Metro station in companionable silence, her hand in mine as I navigated the late Sunday traffic. I dropped her off with a kiss, knowing that whenever she called, I would be ready to come and get her.