River's turn

River was talking about the laundry room. Or was she? She’s called it the least sexy room in the house. So what if it is, I think. But she has completely different ways of thinking. More than one. I can never be quite sure which way she might be thinking. I’m not even sure what all her ways are. No matter how well I know her, no matter how much history we have together, she can surprise me. When she talks about the laundry room, I’m surprised. There’s something we need to do together in it, she says. We’re about due for something interesting, she says. And she may still be wanting to make it up to me for the night at the train station.

But that’s not what she was talking about at all. She’s talking about orgasming tonight. That's how different we can think.

She seems stressed out. Not very orgasmic. What relaxes her? A warm bath. Being slathered with body butter. Both. She wants the butter. I never turn down a chance to touch every curve of her body. From her toes, up her legs, her butt, her back. She turns over and runs her fingers across her stomach and I butter it to enhance the experience. Slather her arms to a supple silkiness. Her breasts saved for last. Her nipples firm up nicely as my fingers slip over them.

“You can start.” She doesn’t have to wait for me. It’s her turn. Her fingers start right in on her clit. My fingers stay on her boobs. I love their compactness. Just enough to turn me on. Hard. “You can do that to my boobs as long as you want.” “Thanks for letting me know.” Her chest is my playground. I’m tickling, smashing, squeezing, apart, together, both hands, one hand, pulling her nipples, pressing them, top down, bottom up, outwards, inwards, around, while she closes her eyes and thinks of whatever she thinks of while she masturbates. Thinking of how it feels, she’s told me. But I’m focused on her tits, with only the occasional soft wet smack of her pussy to remind me of what she’s doing. “I can take over if you get tired.” She’s been at it a while. But she seems relaxed. Eyes closed. That’s good.

“Here it is.” Her body shakes. Her fingers alternately play on her clit and rest on it. I want to fuck her in her orgasm. Of course. But we’ll get to that. “That was a strange one. Like it wasn’t all there.” That’s not so good. Maybe she was too stressed after all.

“What now?” “Hello kitty.” “That should be interesting.” For both of us. She sits up, reaching down for her button. I sit behind her and stroke my cock, my thumb sliding upwards along the top, trying to coax it into standing up. My hand slides under her and the spread of her pussy feels nice from behind. Her cunt feels cool and wet when I slip a finger in. And tight. “I want to get my cock in there.” It’s not fully hard but I press it in. And we fuck. Almost. If it didn’t keep slipping out. “Is it a problem with the angle?” “It’s a problem with hardness.” I slip my cock into her once again. This time we’re less aggressive. “I can’t even tell. It feels nice and big to me.” “Your orgasm has engorged you.” It’s more noticeable from behind. The sides of her pussy are firmer. Closer together. Tighter. My cock appreciates it and stiffens quickly. And now, we fuck.

“I wish you could see yourself like this.” I describe her shape for her as I trace it, widening across her shoulders, tapering in to her waist, spilling out into her smooth ass nestled between my spread legs, her nice piece of girl, my hard cock bridging the gap between us. “Can you get another one?” “I already have.” I wish she’d tell me. “But like the first. Not all there somehow.”

So it’s my turn. We fuck, my cock reveling in the tightness of her post-orgasm pussy. “Not so deep today.” A bit tender in there. But it’s just as nice going halfway in, and I have to ask her to stop moving so I can hold off while my cock twitches at the edge of my own orgasm. “You’re nice and tight tonight.” On a sudden whim I lie down on my side while she stays in hello kitty. “That’s different.” It’s strange seeing her from the side while she fucks me in this position. Somewhat voyeuristic. “I can see your tits from here.” Her nipples spouting exuberantly from her breasts, at slightly different angles. Then she rolls in front of me and we’re spooning together until I sit back up and we’re in t-bone. “Mix and match.”

But tonight needs nothing less than a sweet and raunchy face to face finish. River rolls onto her back, flips a leg over me, and I push between them, hard, forgetting about not going deep, harder, my cock plunging all the way into her warmth, her wet, her squeeze, her raunchy, until it’s my turn to come. “I’ll finish.” It’s too good not to. “I can feel it coming already.” One of those rare orgasms, my jizz flowing before I come, tickling up my urethra, streaming from my slit, I want to hold the feeling but I can’t and my orgasm grabs me, hurls me against her, breaks me on her, and I'm moaning, panting, pulling my shattered pieces slowly back together. And remembering.

A raunchy job

River comes home from school. "I have a job for you." "I can do many jobs." "I can think of nothing so luxurious as being slathered all over." She pauses. "And fucked." I take the job.

Before long we sneak upstairs in the afternoon. River takes off her shirt and I'm struck by how nice she looks with her small breasts. She's always a treat to see naked. She finishes peeling and sits on the bed, knees pulled up, ankles crossed primly in front of her snatch. Her cuteness and eroticism tantalize me and are amplified by her not showing anything. I peel and join her.

She lies down on her front and I slather her back with body butter, sitting on her legs behind her butt, taking my time, not missing anything. "You want everything slathered?" "Everything." I do her arms, then she rolls on her side. I do her top leg then reach behind for her butt cheek. Her curves are amazing in this position, especially her ass, looking nice and feeling nice. I spend some time on it, my hand caressing her smooth, firm cheek. "That's a nice piece of girl you've got there." "Why thank you." "I'd like to frame it and hang it on the wall." "Maybe I should get a plaster cast made of my ass so I'll remember what it looked like when I'm 80." That's an incredible idea. I'm all for it. Who wouldn't want a cast of their sweetie's ass? It could be a whole new industry.

I butter her legs, then sit between them while I do her tummy, making my way up to her breasts, buttering them well, pushing them, pulling them, hands sliding over her perking nipples, fingers massaging into the muscle beneath.

My hands move down her body, fingers trailing through her bush to her lovely labia, the guardians of her cunt. I want to eat her, but she wants to be fucked. I work my thumb up to her clit and do the circles, while I start getting myself hard with my other hand.

"It's pretty obvious how my part responds. But with yours it's not so easy to tell." Maybe my thumb on her clit is turning me on more than it is her. "Yeah, it's all pretty mysterious." River wonders when her last orgasm was. Maybe the time she did eighteen of them. "Do you have one in you today?" "I might." I let her take over. Her hand takes its familiar position on her dark bush. Her fingers do their familiar circles on her clit. No matter how many times I see it, it's always fascinating. I watch, getting harder. She moans when I put my thumb partway inside and push towards her asshole. She looks down to check how hard I am. Not hard enough.

"I could come any time." "I think you're going to have to do this one solo." I'm not hard enough to fuck her in the orgasm. At least not very well. "Do you want to fuck me in my second one?" "I like doing that." I oil my cock for better jacking. She's getting close, her fingers moshing her clit around, her head tipped to the side, moaning softly. Suddenly she's coming, this time it's obvious, I watch her back arch, her body writhe, I slip a finger into her wetness and press up for her g-spot, holding it, rubbing it, the texture exciting me, while River has wave after wave of orgasm. Every time I think it's ending, another shudder hits her.

"I've got a finger inside. When I think about it, that seems strange." I like having fingers in her pussy, feeling her soft, wet walls, I do it often, but it does seem stranger than having my cock in her. More intimate somehow. "Yes, it is strange. But the finger helps the orgasms."

River checks my cock again. Watching and listening to her come has stiffened it up to full hardness. "That's a nice rod. I can get on it, or we can do some other position if you want." "Let's do a raunchy position stick-in." River rolls onto her front and spreads her legs wide, her pussy gaping raunchily between them. "I've got another one." She bumps her ass up a little and reaches down to her clit as I push my cock all the way into her and she gasps. A few easy strokes then some deep hard bangs while she does herself. It's quick. "Here it is." I bang hard against her ass. She wants to be fucked and she's getting it in her second orgasm. I wish I could see my cock pounding into her spread pussy, glistening with her juices, but her perfect ass blocks the view. By the time I feel myself starting to come, in less than a minute, maybe only thirty seconds, it's inevitable and I can't hold off. "I'm going to come, too." I join her in a mutual orgasm, pumping my load deep inside her as we come, feeling her feet on my ass pushing me even further in.

I wish I could stay hard and fuck some more but I'm spent. I pull out to look at her luscious pussy. "Now it's even raunchier." She's right. Her lips are spread wide, a gash of pink between them, from her clit to the gaping hole of her just-fucked cunt. "It could only be raunchier if there were come dripping down." I poke a finger in and feel for it, but it must be deep. Too bad. I'd like to lick my white jizz as it dribbles out of her pink pussy.

She rolls over. "Here's the third." It just takes a small touch at the right time. She has four more as we sit and talk, and gravity starts making my load drip out. "Six days worth." "It felt like a lot."

"I did a job for you. With my tool." "Fucked me right in the raunchy." "If you saw how raunchy you looked, you might not do that position." "Are you serious?" I think a moment. "Yes." "Cool." My sweetie likes being raunchy.

We're talking the next morning. "So it's seven to two for the year?" "Eight. I popped another one out in the bathroom. After the first one they're easy." "I wish I could do that."

There's hope for her yet

I've been awake a while. I notice I've got a pretty good stiff. I'm expecting it to go away after a while, especially while I lay on my side. Shortly after six I snuggle over on River, enjoying squeezing my hardness against her butt as we spoon, remembering our nice grinning butt-parking snuggle as we fell asleep last night. I'm really expecting it to go away, but I give a small thrust against her every now and then, feeling the underside of my cock slide against her butt as it settles back into place, and it's just enough stimulation to keep it up. After about fifteen minutes I push it down under her butt, between her legs, feeling her bush hairs rub along its length. Every now and then I pull back a little, push forward against her, and give a squeeze to keep it hard.

She's awake. "I'm just enjoying myself back here." "You can do that." It would be nice to slide it into her, but I'm having a nice enough time without it. Really nice. Fucking with a morning erection isn't always my favorite thing. Sometimes it's harder to come than it should be. Another fifteen minutes go by, small dry humps, just enough to stay hard.

River first

It's been a while. Even River thinks so. We've decided on evening instead of morning. River wants to bathe to wash up the final vestiges of period. I wish she weren't so squeamish about that. It's an honor to do her with lingering remnants of her womanhood. But I can't insist too much. It's not my way. She knows my feelings and she has her reasons. She goes in and sits on a chair. The rest of the plan is up to me. Not that things ever happen according to my plans. When I come into the room she's already in bed. "There goes my plan." "What was it?" "You in the chair. I warm you up with my tongue. Move to the bed. I'm not sure when I take my clothes off. Then we go to sleep. After we fuck." "That sounds sweet." As we talk I notice she's already got her hand between her legs stirring her button. That's hot. I wonder how she can do that. I've got to arouse myself with a bit of teasing and some mental foreplay before I start the serious stimulation. But she can just dive right in and stir. Or so it seems. "Now I'm thinking, you give yourself one, I give you another one with my tongue, then we fuck." "Ok." No fucking in the orgasm tonight, just an old-fashioned rub while I watch and a chance to get her off with my tongue. I watch her circles. How her lips swell and bulge as she orbits her clit. "I'm watching and learning." "What are you learning?" "Speed mostly." I watch some more. My turn will come later. River can come first and fuck second. So I concentrate on her. Slip a finger in and feel the roughness of her g-spot. Like the time she said it felt like she was going to squirt. I'd like to hear that again. But it's been over a year. Maybe she's squeamish about that too. River always thinks of her g-spot as the front of her vagina. To me, it's the top, since she's usually on her back when I'm exploring the interesting terrain up there with my cock or my finger. It can get confusing. We'll try saying ventral and dorsal when we need to. Not very erotic. Reminds us of fish. But better than anterior and posterior. Maybe roof and floor. Or maybe I'll just get inside her so to speak and start thinking in terms of front and back. It would probably make her happy. It would make me happy to get inside her any way I can. She's been rubbing, and she's orgasming, and I'm feeling bad that I'm not fucking her in it, and I've just got my selfish motivations for wanting to do her with my tongue for my own ego, but I'm thinking some variety is good, don't want to get in a rut, and it's sounding like a nice long interesting one, maybe she can stretch them out herself now, so I take some comfort in that. My turn to do her. River can often dip in and easily coax out another orgasm when she feels one bubbling up. I have to try it the hard way. I put my face into her parts. I love being up close and personal like that. She's clean today after the bath. I prefer it when she smells a bit more like pussy, but it's still nice and sweet and soft as I stir her with my tongue. "Harder and bigger and you'll get it." I've been asking for hints for the longest time. But she says talking can set her back. I do harder and bigger. But I'm getting tired already. A first. Do the trick I use sometimes, gripping my tongue between my teeth while I try to keep up the harder and bigger. "This is a first. I'm too tired to keep going already." "You can usually go quite a while." River takes over and I work on getting ready to fuck her in the orgasm. I'm not ready when she says it's here. I try to squeeze it into her anyway but no luck. She reaches down and manages to get it in place. I don't know how she has the presence of mind. Desperate, she says. We squeeze together and I feel it pop through the opening into her juicy pussy and stiffen as we fuck. Come first fuck second. I like it.

Reed and River have a tremendous fuck

Valentine's date.  Yummy Italian dinner.  Dessert somewhere.  Viagra.

Reed and River have a tremendous fuck.

Starting with River's request for a back rub and a foot rub, ending with my request for standing from behind.  All kinds of creativity in between.  Highlights: River on top at a 135 degree angle.  Me rubbing River's butthole while she rubs my parts.  Really good doggy style.  Letting River do all the work.  Rubbing "my" pussy with River on top on her back.  "You go first."  "No, you go first." My legs forward, River rubs and orgasms six ways from Sunday, longest ever, off again/on again with the clit, hitting the g-spot, waves of orgasm.  I go along for the ride then ask whether it worked.  "It's ok to say fuck when you have a cock in your pussy."  "Yes, there's a cock in my pussy."  River aims my cock while we do it.  "I can see your cock."  I'm trembling while standing up and would collapse when I come if it weren't for River.

Another hour plus marathon on pure River juice.  River's got it going on.

Come first fuck second

River looks hot all day.  I've been telling her every chance I get.  I want to do it every time we're alone. River finds some nude pictures of herself from before we met and gives them to me.  "They'll be put to good use."  I gaze at them several times during the day.  River's butt is at least as good now as it was then.  I love River's hot body as much as I love River.

Movie and popcorn with everybody on the new futon. Pharmaceutical insurance or not?  I'm confident.  I want to dive River's muff.  Orgasm first, fuck second. Kiss, side by side, I'm on top, up it comes.  No problems. Will I get another after a muff dive?  Probably.  Muff dive, over the right side, straddle, River on my face. Doesn't seem to be working as well as it has.  Fingers with guidance from River.  I ask River to take over.  I do the g-spot.  "Fuck!"  Hearing River come gets me hard in a hurry.  It goes in as River's orgasm winds down.  Hopefully a good surprise.  Reed and River fuck.  Hard.  Then slow in jackknife.  I lean back for a while.  It's good. All the way back.  But there's no wall for me to push on for leverage.  River with legs to the side to get into upside down spoons.  I start to soften a bit and go for something more straight up.  Hard missionary.  "You're fixin' to give me another orgasm." That's all it takes for me to suddenly cream all over River's insides.  River squeezes it out after a while.  Cute.

Reed likes on top with River

I've been thinking about River all day.  She shows me her pink stripy panties.  She comes home early and slacks when her class is canceled.  When I suggest I can get the kids to bed she wants to do me in the bathroom.  I get a small head start.  River's presence and rub gives me an erection.  I have something else on my mind and work into a muff dive.  Classic position isn't as good as my favorite so I switche.  After a while I moves River's hand into place and put in a finger for the g-spot.  Hard not to interfere with River.  Finger comes out after a while.  River orgasms.  Seems like a good one.  River and I work together to get it up.  A limp dick fuck at first.  Then it gets there.  I'm on top.  Default, jackknife, missionary.  I'm about to come the whole time and keep slowing down.  Flying v then legs straight up with River's butt bouncing up and down then flying v again and River knows I'm about to squirt and pushes back before I come and slides off me so I don't come in her pussy. Cute.  Now River wants to sleep.  She likes the variety we've found with me on top.  I like being on top with River.

Felix felicis

A nice Thai dinner, a walk on the pier, tea and dessert at a cafe, some felix felicis conversation. I get it up halfway and put on a condom but it's not working.  Lots of oral then River does herself but it takes a while.  I jack it semi-erect with astroglide, another condom, goes in semi-erect.  Default, missionary, good jackknife, River's knees to her left, River on her front with legs closed (mmm, we remember), default position.  It's gotten hard but it's just not coming.  I jack off with astroglide while fingering River, takes a while, shoot on her tummy.


I gotta see this

Unprotected.  OMFG.  River runs around braless all day.  Her small tits poking cutely against her shirt.  "Can I lick your pussy?  Please?"  Ok, but River has a headache so she doesn't want an orgasm.  A major cunnilingus session over her right side.  River changes her mind and brings herself off while I suck her nipples and finger her.  Sounds like a long one.  I jack it to hardness, slide it in.  "I gotta see this" I say, and spontaneously lift River's legs into a V shape.  I do River then lift her legs and pound her then bonk her cervix while having the most awesome orgasm ever.  "Ow". "I'm pleased".  "There's nothing quite like being on top of River."

The next day I remember River had been sitting on the couch in the V position.  Was it a less-than-subliminal suggestion?  We'll never know.

Come first fuck second.  River wasn't kidding.