slid my way back into bed, until I was again nestled against Amy's back, and had my arm around her to hold her breast in my hand. After a few minutes, I fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, I was on my back, and Amy was laying on her side, resting against me with her arm on my chest. I turned my head to look at her, and saw that she was wide awake. I also noticed that Lucy was missing from the other side of her.
Amy smiled at me, and said 'You were still asleep when we woke up; Lucy told me that she was going to go cuddle with the girls, and that I could have your for a little while after you woke up, if I wanted.
I was laying here looking at you while you were asleep, and I decided that I wanted.'
I put a mock-horrified look on my face, and exclaimed 'Good Grief!
I've been traded!'
Amy giggled, and said 'No, not traded – I don't think Lucy would give you up for anything. You're just being loaned, for a little while.
You don't mind, do you?'
I smiled at her, and answered 'For you, no, I don't mind being loaned out.'
She smiled back, and I put an arm around her before she nestled herself against me even more. We lay there like that for quite a while before she whispered into my chest 'I wish I could wake up like this*every* morning.'
'I'd be willing, but I think Lucy might object after a while, though.', I told her.
She giggled, and said 'No, as much as I love you, and as nice as you and the rest have been, it's not YOU that I want, but someone of my OWN. Somebody that makes me feel the way you do; somebody that I feel about the way I do all of you; somebody that I can share my
I hugged her, and said 'Amy, that person is out there. I promise. It might be Tom Gallery, it might not. But whoever it is, they're out there. You just have to be open to seeing them when they show up, and willing to follow up on it when you find them. You might find a few wrong ones along the way, but you'll never find the RIGHT one if you don't at least
She hugged me back, and said 'But the BEST is already taken – by Lucy. But I know what you mean.'
A little while later, she told me 'If I'm going to have to wait until I find
When she felt me start to respond to her touch, she kissed my chest, and eased herself around so she could watch as she used her hand to bring me semi-erect. With that accomplished, she didn't hesitate to move a little farther and take me into her mouth. When she did, I gently nudged her leg, and she readily moved around to let me guide her over my head. With her open above me, I took a few moments to try and memorize how she looked: underneath her dark red pubic hair, her clitoris was already making an appearance. Her labia were already starting to swell; extending to the outer margins of her mons, there was a distinct shine between them, where the entrance to her womanhood was. I could already detect the faint perfume of her essence, and extended my tongue to sample it directly – and finding it as delightful as I had the first time. Taking each of her labia between my lips, I gently lip- chewed them before taking them even further into my mouth to softly suck on them. I heard her sounds of pleasure and arousal when I did, and continued to focus on them for a little longer. I finally moved my attentions to the glistening opening she was presenting to me – sliding my stiffened tongue into it before placing my lips around it to try and softly suck more of her essence into my mouth. As I did that, I went on to slide my tongue in and out of her, making love to her with it; my reward was an increase in the nectar she produced in response.
When my taste buds had their fill, I went on to apply myself to her clitoris, which was now fully exposed and ready for my attentions. I fluttered across it with the tip of my tongue, and heard her moan in response before I did it again, and getting a similar reaction. I put my lips around it, and rhythmically sucked on it gently, in time with the movement of her hot mouth on my erection. I continued doing that for another couple of minutes before gradually changing over to draw circles around her clitoris with the tip of my tongue; I could hear and feel her arousal and passion increase the longer I did it, until finally, she released my erection from her mouth as I heard and felt her orgasm over me. As each spasm passed through her, I gently pressed on her clitoris with my lips, intensifying what she was going through, and prolonging it, judging from her gasps and moans.
When enough of it had passed, she managed to move off my head, and turn herself around next to me. Her eyes hooded in desire, she moved down until she was able to straddle my hips. Reaching between us with both hands, she used one to hold herself open, and the other to hold my erection steady as she impaled herself on me. When I was about halfway into her, she released her hold on me, then on herself, and leaned forward to put her hands on the bed above my shoulders. That left her breasts dangling in front of me, in open invitation. As she worked herself the rest of the way down onto me, I lifted my head again to take the ends of each of her breasts into my mouth, first one then the other, sucking on them as I ran my tongue across her nipples. As I was doing that, I raised my hands to hold her breasts, cupping and squeezing them – she pressed them into my hands in encouragement to continue what I was doing.
I felt her settle into my 'lap', and was delighted when she decided to pause for a little bit – she felt wonderful around me, and I wanted a little time to savor the sensation. There was even more to enjoy when she started experimenting with her vaginal muscles, learning how better to control them. After a bit, she said 'It actually feels better when I can let them relax, when I'm looser'. I told her that it felt pretty good to me, too, and she smiled before trying it some more. When she was satisfied, she lifted herself off me, until the tight ring of her entrance was just behind the head of my penis, then settled herself down onto me again. She waited a few moments, then did it again, only slightly faster. Another pause, and again she raised and lowered herself, only marginally faster than the time before. Several more times she did it, until she found a speed and frequency that pleased her. I was glad that it was something that I could live with – she was moving herself over me fast and often enough to keep me hard, but not enough to stimulate me too much. It felt positively wonderful, and I was easily able to continue playing with her firm breasts, and sucking on the ends of them.
After a while, I heard her panting start to speed up, and felt her moving over me more and more quickly as she pressed herself against me harder and harder when I was all the way inside her. I knew that she was working herself toward another orgasm, and I did everything I could to distract myself from letting the feeling of what she was doing push me into climaxing with her. It was a close call, but I managed to keep from unloading in her when she all but slammed herself down onto me before throwing her head back as she released a deep, passionate cry of release. I was fascinated by the expressions that crossed her face as she went through her orgasm – I could only hold her breasts, and squeeze them in time with the clasping of her vagina around my penis. If I'd dared try to move in her, I know I would have emptied myself into her.
When her orgasm had passed, she almost fell as she leaned forward to rest on my chest. I put my arms around her, and held her tightly as I rained soft kisses on her face and shoulders. A little time later, she raised her head to look at me for a few moments before kissing me, deeply and passionately. I returned it with as much of each as she was giving me. When our kiss finally broke, I could see that she was again flushed with desire, and panting in arousal. I took her into my arms again, and shifted my legs to be outside of hers before carefully rolling us over. With me above her, she looked deep into my eyes, and said 'Now we're going to make love TOGETHER, aren't we?'
I nodded in affirmation, and kissed her softly on the lips as she moved her legs to be outside of mine – then lifted them up so that her ankles were crossed behind me. Resting on my elbows, I started moving in her, in slow, steady strokes – letting myself withdraw almost completely before filling her with my hardness again. After only a few such strokes, she started moving in counterpoint to what I was doing: lifting her pelvis in welcome to me, and letting it fall again as I slid out of her.
We continued like that for several minutes, letting the passion build as we made slow, gentle love with each other. With our eyes locked, there was nothing else but each other. It wasn't the deeply emotional experience that Lucy and I had shared; but it was still deeper – and meant more – than what we'd experienced the first time we made love.
Finally, we could see in each other's faces that both of us were ready for it to end. I raised myself up onto my arms as Amy unlocked her ankles and drew her knees nearly up to her shoulders, angling herself to take me as deeply as possible.
I slowly speeded up my thrusts in her, watching as her breasts wobbled slightly in reaction. For her part, I
