Dani and I lay on the bed in a sweaty post-fuck heap. Her hair was matted around her beautiful face. My heart rate was just beginning to return to normal. She turned on her side and looked at me.
"Wow! That was amaaaaazing!" She smiled sweetly at me as I leaned in for a soft kiss.
"I second that emotion." Five minutes ago we'd been having hardcore sex. Now she looked like an innocent college student. Well, she was a graduate college student, but she was hardly innocent.
"So what time is your flight tomorrow?"
"Five pm," I replied. I could see her mental calculator working as she furrowed her brow.
"That means you don't have to leave Boulder til one tomorrow afternoon. Which means we have thirteen and a half hours left for.......sex. You're gonna be one sore dude when you get on that plane tomorrow." She giggled.
"God I hope so." Her giggle was so innocent, but so sexy. I could listen to it all day.
"You are hereby a captive until released. The bathroom is there, the kitchen is over there..." She pointed dramatically around her small studio apartment.
"The bed is here, of course, and this is where you will be held until further notice. Of course, I might release you long enough to fuck me on the floor or on the counter." She giggled again. Damn. She leaned in for another kiss, this one a bit more wet and willful than the last. She was a fantastic kisser. Her lips were so soft and pliant and her tongue was constantly probing for mine. And best of all I could tell she really wanted to kiss me.
She lay back and I propped my head on my arm so I could take in the beautiful view. Her exquisite body lay before me in all its glory. I gently traced her curves with my fingertips. I'd be ready for round two soon, but I wanted to talk for a bit. I began to query her on her sex life and for the next twenty minutes I probed gently. She was a willing interview.
I asked her about any secret sensitive spots I should know about – (she loved to be kissed on her lower back – mental note). Did she masturbate much? – (pretty much every day when she wasn't in a relationship). Hands or toys? – (fingers in a pinch, but she loved her pocket rocket.). Ever been with another woman? – (three times, once in high school, once with an art professor in college, and most recently with her friend Marisa.)
Our conversation was punctuated by soft deep kisses, maintaining a certain level of sexual arousal. I was slowly getting turned on as she revealed herself to me and she seemed to be getting off talking about herself.
Ever done a threesome? – (just once, with Marisa and her boyfriend at the time. It was incredibly hot). Boy, this Marisa was all over the place. I'd have to find out more.
"So this Marisa sounds like a hot ticket?"
"Oooooohh. She is. You'd love her – and she'd love you. She'd love your big cock. Maybe next time you come to visit, and there will be a next time, I can invite her over. She has an incredible body and she's so into sex." Dani smiled this wicked smile and squeezed my stiffening cock.
"How'd you meet?"
"Well, she tends bar at the place I work. We became friendly and one night we went out for drinks, got drunk and started talking about sex – men in general, what we liked, how we got ourselves off, etc. One thing led to another and before we knew it, we were in bed and she was eating my pussy – I mean really eating my pussy. She's one of the few women I've met that loves sex as much or more than me. Anyway, we have fun together, but we're both really into guys. We save our little trysts for when we're really horny and there's no good man around. I will definitely introduce you next time you visit. Trust me – you would love her." Another giggle.
Somehow I didn't doubt her. I would have to be in touch with my travel agent as soon as I got home. All of a sudden Dani jumped off the bed.
"Gotta pee. I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere." Not likely, I thought to myself. I would have to continue the interview later. Much to learn about, I could see.
I watched Dani scoot toward the bathroom; her cute little rear end twitching tightly. What a site! Her butt cheeks were so well-defined and perfectly proportioned. They jiggled so cutely when she walked. She had the kind of ass you'd want to follow anywhere.
I popped up and threw six CDs into the changer and hit shuffle. I dove back onto the bed. I thought about how lucky I was to be here at this moment. In a minute that bathroom door would open again and this beautiful naked woman would run back to bed. And that woman would be Dani, of all people. Damn lucky, I'd say.
I lay on my back, my cock flopped to the side on my stomach – not hard, but getting rejuvenated. My balls rested languidly between my thighs – resting up for the next round. I heard the toilet flush and Dani flung open the door. Now I admired the full frontal view as she approached the bed. Her exquisite breasts bounced fluidly and swayed as she strode toward the bed. The rest of her body was taut and smooth – only her tits seemed to have a mind of their own.
"Get up," she demanded. I stood up. "Grab the other end of the bedspread." I leaned over and followed orders. As we pulled the spreads down to the end of the bed I looked again at her body and relished the view of her tits swaying below her torso as she bent over. We pulled the covers to the end of the bed and tucked them down on the floor. Before us was a bright white sheet – like an empty canvas or a blank page – waiting for what was to unfold. I sat down on the corner of the mattress and felt the smooth Egyptian cotton.
"Come over here, Dani."
She walked over and stood in front of me. My head was breast high and I had perfect access to her amazing body.
"I just need to look at you and touch you." I whispered. She purred and smiled sweetly.
I reached up and touched her beautiful face – outlining the sculptured edges of her jaw and chin. I used the lightest touch I could to touch her cheeks and push the errant strands of hair behind her ears. She stroked the back of my head. I gently touched her lips and she turned her head slightly to grab my fingers with her mouth – slowly sucking in my middle finger. I felt her tongue lashing the end of my finger as she looked me in the eye.
"Your finger is nice, but I need something a lot bigger to suck on, Ben."
"Soon enough, baby. I'm not done exploring." My cock twitched as I thought about what she'd just said.
My fingertips wandered down the taut muscles of her neck, came to rest on her shoulders, then continued their feathery journey down her upper arms. Her skin was so soft, her face so incredibly innocent and pretty. I stroked back up to her shoulders, then slowly inched my way down toward her succulent breasts. I languidly draped my fingers over her full tits. She looked at me with a fire in her eyes. I looked back and twirled my fingertips around her nipples. They were rock hard and standing up stiff against her soft breast. I put my hands under her tits and lifted them, feeling their weight and fullness.
"Dani – you have the most beautiful tits I have ever seen – or had the pleasure of touching. Absolutely incredible. Do you ever get tired of men staring at your beauty?"
She looked at me seductively. "I love my breasts. And I love men looking at me. It turns me on, to be quite honest. I like to think about men jacking off to me......fantasizing about me. I like to show off my body." She paused for a minute as I continued to massage and caress her boobs while I looked into her beautiful eyes.
"You know, Ben, back when I interned with you as a senior in high school, I used to love the way you looked at me, while you pretended you weren't looking. I used to get so turned on. You used to wear this old pair of tight faded jeans and you'd sit in your chair with your legs crossed and your package looked so round and full. God, I used to wonder what it would be like to get down on my knees, pull your cock out and suck you right there in the office. I wondered how big your cock was and what you looked like when you came. You were old enough to be my dad! I couldn't believe I was having those thoughts at the time, but I did."
I looked at her dumbfounded.
"I had absolutely no idea. I'm glad I didn't know at the time. It would have been too hard to handle the thought."
I remember how she would come into the office her last semester in high school – wearing these tight little tops, bra straps exposed, tight little belly exposed as well. You could usually see her taut nipples through the fabric of her top and what usually seemed to be a very sheer bra. She'd wear either skin tight low-cut jeans or short little skirts that showed off her shapely tan legs. It used to be very difficult not to stare and think about her innocent beauty. Now she stood before me allowing me to touch her anywhere.
I stopped stroking her and looked into her deep dark eyes, her eyebrows cocked in an inquisitive expression. I left her breasts, hard as that was to do, and began to slowly run my hands down her stomach. Her tummy was solid, but her skin was soft. I glazed my hand over her belly button piercing, then splayed my hands out over her hips. God, they were smooth – a perfect hourglass shape with skin like silk. I moved my hands slowly to her pubis – her beautiful pussy mound. I cupped her mons with my hand. It was round, full, and hairless, and just slightly moist.
"Did you ever masturbate and think about me," she asked in this shy little voice.