Author's note: This series is devoted to my wife, for whom it was originally written. It is both a history of our sexual life as well as my means of sharing our fantasies, with alterations to names and times to protect our friends, but both the fantasy and reality are/were spectacular enough to warrant sharing with others.
This is the second story. It is a compilation of several real-life conversations and trysts combined into one short story. As the title implies, it is a setup for tales to come, thus there isn't much action, but plenty of foreshadowing. Enjoy.
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After that first amazing night, Tori and I spent nearly every day with each other for the next two weeks. I had never been this close to any of my previous girlfriends, and I was mildly surprised when I noticed how much time we were spending together. Even with the school year starting up again, neither of us had any trouble working around our schedules.
We still went on official 'dates,' but these were never the awkward, "So, what sort of hobbies do you have?" dates that usually occur in the initial phases of relationship. We were instantly comfortable around one another, laughing one minute then talking about deeply personal issues the next.
And the physical aspect...we fell right into that with frenzied regularity. In my room, in her room, in my truck, in her car...wherever we could get a moment alone, we were naked and all over each other. The passion of our first encounter was not a one-time deal.
But it wasn't sex...everything up to it, but not the final act. Strangely, I never really noticed until almost two months later. This was unusual for me. I'm not a fuck hound, but there had been strain in other relationships when we reached a certain point and one person didn't want to go further. Of course, as the guy, it was usually me, but in my defense I ended a relationship when the girl wanted me to take her virginity and I wasn't ready to be her First. But once again, with Tori it was different. We had never talked about it, and when I brought it up, it was really just thinking out loud about the fact.
"Don't worry, we will," she replied, shrugging unconcernedly. "Maybe soon, maybe not. We'll know when it's time. But for right now, could you lick me again?"
Of course I obliged, and happily left the subject alone. I returned to her beautiful pussy, craning my neck as I tried to get my tongue as far up into her as a could. We were in a campus parking garage, completely naked in my truck for the second time in as many nights. We were getting into a routine with this; my roommate, an engineering student, and her roommate, a homebody, were always in during the weeknights, so what started out as a desire to find a secluded parking spot and make the best of the situation had eventually turned into a game where we would try parking in different places to see if we would still get away with it. I don't have darkened windows, and she would strip down completely naked; if anyone walked by, they would have been treated with a view of her smoking hot, sweaty body. Tori mentioned this with some concern as I licked, and I only laughed. "It would be his lucky night!"
"But what if it's a girl?"
"If she's cute, ask if she'd like to join us."
I got a light slap on the cheek and an eyeroll, but she was grinning as she pushed my face back into her crotch.
I continued licking as I brought my fingers into play, searching for the spots inside her that I was coming to know exceptionally well--where to make her clench, where to make her melt, where to make her cum. "Going parking" was never about intimacy; it was about accomplishing naughtiness in public, and the implied danger added exciting haste.
Tori ran her fingers through my hair as she moaned, trying to keep her hips still so my mouth stayed over her clit. Being wedged under the dash on the passenger side certainly restricted my mobility, but I was willing to do just about anything to see this girl naked.
Her breathing came faster as my fingers went deeper, curling upward to stroke her g-spot. I was soon rewarded with a gush of fluid and a drawn-out sigh that signaled her release. I lapped all of it up, and started to lick my fingers clean.
"Hey, those are for me," she said in mock-sternness, and I watched as she brought my cum-soaked fingers to her mouth, licking them clean as she looked me in the eye.
"That's more like it. Okay, big guy, your turn."
I unfolded from my position and crawled back to the driver's side, using every opportunity to grope various parts of her body on my way. I was already shirtless and my dick was sticking up from unbuttoned pants (Tori had been giving me road head on the way back from dinner), but apparently this wasn't enough.
"I want you completely naked. It's only fair, in case 'that girl' walks by, it should be her lucky night, too."
"Do I still get to ask her to join?"
"Only if you ask a guy too, also, if he walks by," she shot back with a raised eyebrow and a challenging smile.
I laughed and took off my pants, then grabbed her head and forced it down like she'd done to me earlier.
I was shocked to find, after our first night together when she gave me the most unbelievable blowjob of my life, that Tori didn't think she was very good at giving head. I deadpanned that we should practice more, not really believing that she could think that way about her skills, but she quickly agreed. I was not about to ruin that by clarifying my sarcasm (though I truly doubt she missed it). Either way, oral quickly became our favorite method of orgasm, though I did discover that she was a huge fan of mutual masturbation. I had never really considered it before, but it was kind of exciting to know she enjoyed watching me, and it was DEFINITELY exciting watching her. But I digress.
Watching her head bob up and down, and translating it into the wonderful sensations emanating from my cock, was incredible; I still found myself wondering how this girl who I had fantasized about for so long was now suddenly blowing me; it was like a dream that this goddess who I had put on a pedestal all those months ago now simply could not get enough of my cock. Life is good.
Tori understood that I enjoyed taint play, and usually had a hand involved when she couldn't reach it with her mouth. Slowly massaging the nerves down there while cupping the balls always enhanced what she was doing with her mouth, and tonight was no different. I was rapidly getting ready to cum when I felt her hand drift lower.
I had not mentioned or really thought of her almost-rim job on that first night, but the question raced acutely to my awareness once again: will she do it? I also briefly pondered what the hell this meant for my sexuality, but pushed the thought out and accepted that I was kinky enough to see what it would be like. I was also curious to see if she was, too.
My question was answered almost immediately as she slid her finger into my rectum, and I exploded in her mouth. The sensation was wholly unique, and extremely pleasurable; I felt like I would never stop cumming.
Of course the pleasure eventually subsided, though Tori had to bring up her other hand to wipe some of the cum which had escaped her mouth. She removed her exploratory hand and sat back, licking the cum off her fingers.
