All characters appearing or mentioned in this story are 18 years old or older. This story is a work of fiction and any reference or description to actual persons is unintentional.
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February 1999
"Ohhhhhhh, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK MEEEEEEEEE," cried Rena as I slammed my cock into her tight, hot pussy. She was on her knees, legs pushed tight against her so was essentially folded over, ass high in the air. She screamed more as I continued to fuck as hard as I could into her. She liked doggy style the best since she got off the hardest that way.
"Yes! OHHHHHhhhh, FUUUUUUCK YEEEEEES!," she continued to bellow as her orgasm rode over her. It was a long one, with constant, pleasurably firm pressure on my long, thick cock still buried in her to the hilt. Not wanting to spoil it, I stood still as she finished and came down a little.
"Oh, fuck," she said breathlessly. "It just keeps getting better." She continued to breathe deeply as her eyes flittered open and closed, reeling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
"Im glad you liked it," I said. "But now..."
I pulled nearly out and slammed back into her forcefully.
"Ohhhh, yeeees," Rena hissed as I fucked her with all the built up need of the last half hour. "Bury that cock deep in me when you cum. I want to feel it fill my pussy."
Since we'd been making out for the better part of an hour, something I rarely get to enjoy as much as I do with Rena, I was more than ready to give her what she wanted. She came over wanting to ask me something but we soon just started kissing and then that led us to here.
"Fuck you are so hot," I moan as my own orgasm started to build. It came on more quickly than I thought and I was ready to let loose.
"Do it," she commanded, "use me and cum for me. Fucking explode for me!"
I did just that. With an audible, guttural yell I was pushed over the edge with her dirty talk and flooded her pussy with two days of pent up cum. I slammed a few times into her, down on her, before I pulled out to empty the rest onto her ass and back. When I was done, a lake of cum was sitting between the valley created by the lower back muscles of Rena.
Suddenly drained (in more ways than one) I collapsed on top of her, my hands still firmly under Renas chest, squeezing her breasts. She didn't ask me to move or complain about my weighting her down, but simply lay there, putting her hands over mine.
"Fuck that was great," I said as I rolled off of her.
"I know, I was there," she said smiling at me with her wide, full lips; her face partially covered by her cutely disheveled blonde hair. She felt between her legs and dipped her fingers in the cum I'd shot into her. "Did you save up just for me? That feels like a gallon you shot for me."
"No, just in general. But I'm glad you got to be the beneficiary of it," I said. I kissed her gently. She responded in kind. "Besides, I shoot as much as I'm turned on, and you know how to get my motor running."
She smiled at my lame car reference, terrible as it was. Being a gear head, she hopefully appreciated my efforts to integrate things she liked into our rendezvous. We had previously gotten together on my birthday, and I was glad that I was available today when she stopped by. I was trying to get some things in order before I hopefully move to Portland in a few weeks and time was becoming scarce.
For the few times we've hung out and hooked up, Rena was making quite the impression on me. One that I sincerely hoped that was reciprocated. She was fast becoming one of my favorite people to hang out with, just for the fact that she was so open and blunt and confident. It was attractive, to say the least.
And I finally understood what some women had told me about my own confidence, and how attractive it made me once I started showing it. I didn't get it until I was attracted the same quality, so hopefully I'll notice it in the future. But probably not, because I am not that intelligent when it comes to hot women who flirt with me.
We took a cat nap then, Rena moving to put her head on my shoulder and arm around my chest. I think we were asleep for maybe a half hour before I heard the knocking at my front door.
The second knock meant that they weren't going away. Since it was a Tuesday it was either religious folks out getting their quota, or one of my female friends coming to visit, or my neighbor Leila. In any case, I didn't see the need to put clothes on. I closed the bedroom door on my way to answer the front door.
I opened the door to see Lauren standing in the hallway. She was wearing her long brown hair down and straight today. A blue tank top covered her upper half but did nothing to hide the D-cup breasts she had, and denim shorts that went a fair bit higher than normal shorts. Her very long legs ended with white low top sneakers.
"Hi," I said, still fully naked, "what's up?"
She eyed me up and down, which I must say I enjoyed immensely. She smiled wide as her eyes came back up to meet mine.
"Am I interrupting you again? I could come back," she said, feigning turning to leave.
"I am, but you are welcome to come in while I get dressed," I said, inviting her in. She accepted and went to sit on the couch.
"I don't mean to keep you from your guest," she said, making herself at home. "Go ahead and do whatever you were doing. I'll wait my turn."
She spread her arms on the back of the couch, looking to luxuriate while I got dressed. I left her to it and went back to the bedroom.
Rena was awake and laying on the bed, one arm holding her head up. "Is that Lauren," she asked.
"Yea, not sure what she wants though," I said, looking around for my clothes. Rena, grabbing my hand, pulled me back to the bed. Pulled may be an exaggeration; more like guided me gently since a hot naked girl doesn't really need to expend that much effort to make me follow her.
She pulled me down into a warm, wet, passionate kiss. Her legs opened and wrapped around my hips, pulling me further into her clutches.
Before more thoughts could enter, Rena rolled us both over and landed on top of me. My quickly returning erection was pressed hard against her still wet pussy, which she stroked up and down, wetting my cock with her sex.
"Rena, I..." was all I could get out before she smashed her mouth back down on mine, cutting off my words as well as the remainder of my thoughts. Her force and passion caught me by surprise, and her insane sexiness made me forget all about my guest.
Regaining my full hardness, Rena ground her pussy up and down my long, thick, hard shaft, teasing the head with her entrance. After a few more strokes, she lifted her hips up, my cock springing up to meet her sex, and she impaled herself down on me in one thrust.
"Ohhhhh, FUUUUUUUCK!" she called out loudly. "Fuck that is so good. So DEEEEEEP," she moaned even louder. She began riding me enthusiastically, bouncing her tight ass up and down only enough for her to get her pleasure. When she went down, she ground her clit on my pubic bone, pushing down hard before going back up, just to slam down on my cock again.
"Oh, fuck Paul, you feel so good inside me," Rena called. "Oh, fuck, yes, yes, oh, oh, oooooo, fffuuuuuuuuuuck."
I could feel the beginnings of my own orgasm building up after a few minutes of her riding me. I started to thrust up into Rena as she came down, adding more pressure for her.
"Fuck, yes, fuck me, slam that monster in my pussy," she cried. I did my best.
After a few more minutes of her frantic, lust filled riding, I could feel her getting close as her pussy started to clamp down on my cock. She suddenly slammed down on me, grinding her pussy fast and hard against me, her hands going under my ass and clenching tightly. She was fully on top of me, her mouth right next to my ear."Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck," she breathed. She stopped suddenly as her orgasm hit, squeezing my cock harder than before. "OOOOOHHHH FFFFUUUUUUUUCK PAAAAAUUUUUULLLLLL!"
She shuddered hard on top of me, panting and sweaty, her firm B-cup breasts crushed pleasingly against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her back, brushing her blonde hair from her face.
"Fuck, that was good," she said between breaths.
"I agree," I said. "But I do have a guest though, or did you forget?"
Turning her head to me, she smile slyly. "Oh," she said with feigned shock, "was someone outside? Oh my, I hope they didn't hear me. That would be embarrassing."
Her demeanor said that she was anything but embarrassed. After another few minutes Rena got off of me and grabbed her clothes. I did the same. Once dressed, we headed out to the living room. I had to stop and do a double take at what I saw.
Lauren, since we'd been in the bedroom, was on my couch, naked, save for her white tennis shoes. Her head was laying on the couch end and her legs were spread wide, showing her flushed, glistening, bare pink pussy. She was also breathing a little harder than normal, her full D-cup breasts swaying as she took deep breaths.
"Hey," said Rena casually.
"Hey," said Lauren in reply.
I just stood there in shock. I had seen Lauren naked before, but never just laying in my living room while I fucked another chick in the other room. It was strange and awesome and did nothing but exacerbate my already painfully full erection.
"I gotta get going," Rena said to the room as she grabbed her jacket. "Oh, there is a car show next weekend, Paul. I thought we could go and check it out. Could be fun."
Brain re-engaging after hearing my name, I turned back to Rena. "Huh? Oh, car show. Sounds fun, yea. You wanna drive or ride?"
"I'll drive," she said, reaching up to give me a quick kiss. "And then I'll ride," she said smiling coyly. She moved to leave, saying "Bye Lauren" as she left.
"Bye, Rena," said Lauren from the couch.
And then, I was alone with Lauren. Who was naked and spread eagle. On my couch. In my house.
I know I stared because she just sat there running her hands up and down her body, between her legs, over her breasts, as I just looked at her. I don't know how long I just looked as such an exquisite form, but eventually Lauren wanted a bit more effort form me.
"You know," she said softly, "you can come touch me if you want. I certainly wouldn't be presenting myself like this if I didn't want your hands on me."
I moved to go to her. With gazelle like grace and style, I tripped on the stool by the counter, stumbled, and then face planted the carpet. I landed hard.
