End August.

Fuck this shit; let's fuck!

Triangles & Colors.

That was what I saw as she crossed her legs.

So anyway, I met this girl recently over dinner and drinks. She's a pleasant pleasant-looking girl. She's petite and have a pretty fair complexion. She looked at me in a certain way as I introduced myself with a firm handshake.

From the corner of my eye, I could see her asking our mutual friends about me, while I was in a conversation with some others in the group. The night went on and I could sense her looking every now and then. I didn't really want to make a move.

Then, someone asked me a question and I let slipped that I was sort of seeing someone. She was listening keenly to my conversation. I left it at that. Later on, I switched seats to talk to another person and she came back from the ladies and sat next to me. She and I started to chat and soon, she started asking me about the person I mentioned earlier.

Wow, great! I hate it when that happens - don't you? A brief line or two about that and that's that. The night went on and more drinks were brought to the table. When it was time to leave, she and I shared a cab back home, but someone else tagged along too. As you would imagine, not as many words were exchanged on the way back. Fortunate? Unfortunate? Beats the hell out of me.

The gang met up again the next day and she and I exchanged numbers before we parted. Told her I would call her up for supper or something soon. Just platonic friends at best. I shouldn't and won't bring this any further. Tricky business when there're lots of common connections. Even when both parties know what might/has ensued is purely for fun; still there are some girls who can really talk, if you know what I mean.

Learn to keep it in your pants or keep it out of yours. Whichever applies to you.

Hi, it's August?

Late at night, past one in the morning, I dialed her cell to indicate that I was outside. A sleepy voice greeted me on the other side and mumbled something about being sorry and opening the door. I hung up and within the minute the front door came slightly ajar. She popped her head out and gestured me to come on in. Long strides, quiet steps, I went in through the door and made my way in the dark towards the light coming from her room.

She followed in after me after closing the main door. When she stepped in, I had already emptied my pockets and was about to remove my berms. I smiled at her and she came over to hug me as I let the shorts fall to the ground. We kissed each other on the lips and headed to the bed.

A flick of a switch, the side-light went out and we laid down on the bed. She hugged me, kissed me, then turn around and arched her back to let me wrap myself around her from the back. I guess she was tired and just wanted to go back to sleep. I just laid there and started to pat her on her hip and thigh.

As I kept the sleep-inducing tempo, she wriggled a bit and had her bum pressed against my groin. I replied by moving myself ever-closer to her. I reached my hand in under her tee to feel her skin and warm body. As usual/expected, she had nothing else under. Tempted, I moved up and gently cupped my hand around her soft breast - massaging them ever-so-slightly. I, too, was drifting into the terrority of the sandman, but could still notice her nipples getting stiff. We started to move our hips, grinding against each other.

That sure rubbed the sleepiness off by a bit. I turned her a little and she started to kiss me. Lip-locked, she turned herself fully towards me and allowed me to freely play with her chest. Then, she just reached her tiny hand into my boxers and started to massage my groin - moving up and down versus my circular movements on her breasts.

Gradually, I worked my way down into her knickers and began rubbing her (already) wet (Southern) lips. We did a near-pause and off with our bottoms. Free and explicit access.

I rubbed her clit as she stroked my dick. Quickly, we moved on to fingering her and jerking me. We were not shy to let each other know that we were feeling good with our moans and soft-spoken words. We continued to pleasure each other with our very experienced hands and it felt good.

Deep into the hand-job, I told her I wanted some 'lip-service' and she paid me lip-service by moving down south to where her hand is. The rods in my eyes have warmed up by now and I could vaguely see her part her pouty lips and engulfed my manhood into her warm and moist mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on my dick and it was good. I reached down to grab her tits as she continued to blow me zealously.

Then, I told her to turn the night-light on, so I can see her working it. She was a little reluctant initially, but succumbed to my plea and turned on the night-light behind her. Our eyes were blinded by the sudden flash of light. She turned back around and hid her face from the light just over my erect. Shall we continue? Yes, definitely. She resumed her beautiful blowjob and I watched with greater ease. It would be a pity to hide that awesome talent of her in the dark cloak of night.

She continued to give me head as she massaged my massaged my balls. Suddenly, doing a little deep throat then sucking up slowly, her lips parted from my tip and she moved in towards me again. I told her that was some good head and kissed her.

She laid back down and I got on top of her. Her legs instinctively parted for me and formed a nice 'M' in front of me. I held my dick in my hand and guided it towards her pussy. With a slight push, her lips parted and my tip and shaft entered her. The anticipation's over - The Key in Her Hole.

With my arms bridged beside her torso, I gained to our usual pace. She seemed glad that she had not fallen asleep; or rather glad that she had a small nap to gain some energy for this session.

I continued to fuck her and change my pace in accordance to her moans and sounds that I cannot describe or spell out. I held her legs up, she arched her slender athletic legs and rested her achilles' heels on my shoulders. I kissed and bit her ankle and she giggled in between moans.

Putting her legs down, I leaned in and started to pump her hard as we kissed. We, then switched to do my favorite 'Spoons'. I used my right knee to lift her right leg up to achieve leverage for a better good pace. With one arm under her reaching to the front to cup her left breast, I had my right hand rub her clit as I fucked her.

The 'Spoons' definitely lusted us for awhile - it gave me a good range to play with from behind her. We switched back to the 'M' and I angled myself the way she liked me to/it. I kinda lost her a while there. Well soon after getting her back, I felt it was nigh.

While still slipping in and out of her, I told her and asked her how she wanted it. The usual would, either be my withdrawal and her jerking or, the same withdrawal but in her mouth. Now, but that would just be boring, won't it?

She told me to cum in her.

She calculated and counted the stars then told me it was safe to do so (again). That settled, I continued to fuck her, slowing down and quickening up to lengthen the pleasure ride. Then grabbing her tits, I accelerated quickly and... Explosions in the head. It was the 9th of August, as far as I'm concerned. I came hard and heavy in her pussy. As the tingling mellowed down, the warmth in her filled me. I looked at her and we were both smiling. She enjoys the warmth of 'bubbles' in her. Her smile was sweet and full of content - that gorgeous afterglow of a wonderfully beautiful session. I slowly withdrew The Key from her flush pussy and it came trickling out. We cleaned up the mess and put on the clothes we had peeled off earlier.

Alas, the Sandman welcomes us to his place, clueless to the deed we had done.