One fell, landing on her lips. She captured it with a flick of her tongue.
I collapsed against her, my head buried in her neck, tasting her sweat, caressing her skin, breathing in my own breath, mixed with her scent.
When my heaving breath slowed I placed my face back in front of hers again.
“When I need you, will you lay with me, sleep with me, give your body to me?” I held her head firmly in my hands, gazing deeply into her eyes.
“When you need me… completely,” she answered unhesitatingly, reaching up and kissing my lips.
I believed her.
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I woke, a little disoriented, to the aroma of bacon cooking.
I slowly recalled the events of the previous evening. I was lying in my own bed, with a delightfully warm female body pressed against mine. A situation that I was really not too accustomed to but I wasn’t about to complain.
I snuggled up to Karen, who guided my head down to her breast. I accepted the guidance, and relaxed, eyes closed, in that half-dream state between full alertness and deep sleep. Her breast was warm and comforting in my mouth, her nipple soft against my teasing tongue.
I could hear the dulcet sound of singing drifting into the room from the living area. Debbie was up and about early, and her voice sounded as if she didn’t have a care in the world.
“Mmmm.” Karen moaned, in response to my attentions. Her hand reached down to find my morning wood, which was pressed against her hip. “Not too worn out from last night, I see. Poor baby, we need to take care of this.” She turned her back to me and lifted a leg up over mine. I was still on my side, and she was guiding my hard-on into her ready moistness.
“You know, I’m a little cross with you. After chasing me so hard for so long, when I finally give you the green light, you spend the whole night screwing Debbie. It’s about time I got my hole filled.” Her tone was teasing, but I’m sure there was more than a little truth to the sting.
“You silly minx; you and I are already like old familiar lovers. You know me far too well. Hell the only thing missing from our relationship was the actual penetration. Speaking of which…” She had helped me get the head to where it needed to be, and with a steady push, I entered her. She wasn’t real wet, but with a little probing, I managed to get fully lodged.
I groaned softly, then maneuvered so I was perpendicular to her, lying across the bed sideways. I squeezed my lower leg under her bottom leg, so I held her leg between mine. Grasping her top leg for added leverage, I worked my way in and out of her, enjoying the sensation. She was surprisingly tight, and then I remembered her comment about her previous lover being a ‘needle dick’.
“Oh, that’s delicious, sweetie,” Karen purred, stretching, then leaning back and closing her eyes, reveling in the sensuality.
As I was continuing to enjoy her, Debbie’s voice broke in from the doorway. “Breakfast orders. Ham and Cheese for Jack, how do you want your omelet, Karen?”
“Just one egg for me, over-easy please.” She answered readily.
I didn’t even slow down; but I watched Debbie watch us from the doorway, for a long moment, then she turned back to the kitchen. “Coming right up. Breakfast will be ready in about 5 minutes,” she hesitated, just outside the doorway, “unless you want me to wait.”
“No, five minutes should be fine,” I answered. From the feeling I was having, my guess was that about two minutes would be more than enough.
“Damn, Debbie got a full two hours of screwing last night, and all I get is a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am, huh?” Karen teased.
“You know better than that. I’m so excited by just the thought of being in you, it’s a miracle I’ve lasted this long.” I gasped, still maintaining pace.
“You’re so sweet. Now cum in me, sugar, so we can eat. I’m famished.” She was tightening her twat, on each outstroke, and the feeling was incredible.
“That is soooo nice,” I told her, “I am right on the edge.”
“Good, cum for me. Fill me with your seed. I want to feel you finish deep inside me.” Again her tone was more affectionate than lustful.
I exploded in her, thrusting deep and hard, groaning with each additional thrust.
“Yes, baby, I can feel it so nice, your thick cock filling me, and your cum entering my belly. God, I love how it feels.” She reached down and ran her hand through my hair, brushing it back.
As my breathing slowed, she disentangled our legs, leaned down and gave me a kiss on the forehead. “You are such a sweet lover,” she told me. “But I have to pee like a racehorse!” She jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.
I threw on a t-shirt and some boxers, and headed to the kitchen. Seeing Debbie flipping an omelet, I slid up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and burying my face in her hair. She smelled of fresh flowers.
“Smells delicious,” I told her. Both the breakfast and the girl, I couldn’t help but think.
She tensed up a little for a second, at my touch. Then she relaxed a bit.
“Breakfast is just about done. Sit and I’ll bring it in.” I could see the oven was cracked open, and plates of food were covered with kitchen towels.
She slid the omelet from the pan, turning off the stove burner. I took the opportunity of that moment to turn her towards me.
“Thank you for all you’ve done around here. Everything looks great.” I tilted her face to mine, kissing her lips lightly. She blushed and shooed me from the room. I returned to the dining area and sat at the head of the table.
I had been about to tell her how wonderful the previous night had been, but something had made me change tact at the last moment. I still felt a distance between us, and didn’t want to damage any progress we’d made.
Karen wandered in, clad in a shirt of mine that reached to her knees. She joined Debbie in the kitchen and shortly reappeared with a plate in each hand.
Breakfast was delicious, and there was enough to feed a small army. After the workout of the previous night, I polished off enough for three grown men. Any time my plate would start to empty, Debbie would be at my side, trying to refill it.
We talked about the house I would be buying in three weeks. I described the area it was in, and the problems with the house. I knew my words couldn’t convey the amount of work we had ahead of us. Once I couldn’t eat another bite, I announced we would be leaving in 30 minutes, and it was time to clean up.