a new year's bash

Micki

I had just committed to spending the night but I had the feeling that he would not object and I was glad that our long leisurely lunch would undoubtedy keep me fueled for the day. Maybe a little snack for dinner, something that consisted of more than his hot flesh that is. I smiled and my hands moved from my head to run slowly up his back.

I had known that his question was an attempt to please me, and it was really sweet that he even remembered that I offered to shave him, after all I had certainly forgotten when we were in the bathroom as I had not been thinking with my brain. I hooked my ankles behind him, feeling his cock nestled tightly against me resting against my slick slit. It was quite comfortable and pleasant to have him just resting there, and I felt no need to pull him inside. It was as if the more I was with him the more I wanted him and was able to tolerate a slow leisurely maddening pace of sensuality.

I purred as he moved his hips feeling his cock slide up and down against my clit, and I realized that while it would be considered a dry hump, it was neither dry nor a humping....
 
Once again, it was nice to be able to just be able to lay there and not feel any pressure to do anything at all. It spoke well for our being able to continue to see one another, if we were comfortable enough not to need to be continually in action, whether it was conversation, sex, or doing "stuff." If it's the right person, just being in their presence can be enough.

When Micki wrapped her legs around me, I liked the different contact of our bodies. Additionally, it brought her damp pussy in contact with my stiff cock again. I didn't feel like I needed to slip it in her, and I didn't get the impression that was what she necessarily wanted, either. Nevertheless, I found my hips moving a little, gently rubbing me against her warm slit. It wasn't an insistent movement, but it was very pleasant. It was nice to be able to slow down and recharge.
 
Micki

It was nice, the word really didn't describe how really nice it was, as our bodies slowly moved against each other just a little I glanced up and found myself staring into his eyes as we moved in a slow sensual dance of skin on skin. I ran my tongue along my lower lip as my clit was getting a thorough workout, but no so intense to have me screaming, just a low continual thrum of pleasure streaming through my body. This one was going to be big when it happened that I knew as I pulled his head down to kiss him, my tongue sliding slowly into his mouth exploring before roaming in and out, fucking him with my tongue the way I craved him to fuck me later.
 
We were managing to find our own pace for things as we went. Whether that would continue remained to be seen. It was a pretty good bet that at some time, one of us would be up and the other down, but for the time being, it was fantastic to be so in sync with one another.

My cock rubbing against the hot wetness of Micki's cunt was wonderful. It was slow, and for the time being, unhurried, just a gentle pleasure that rose to a certain level and stayed there. As with most things like this, it would most likely ultimately conclude with writhing and screaming. That was just fine, but it was not going to happen just now.

When Micki's hands lightly pulled my face to hers, I kissed her eagerly. This time, though, I let her do whatever she wanted. Her tongue played around inside my mouth, dueling with my tongue a little, until eventually, she was fucking it in and out, as if my mouth were a pussy, and her tongue a cock. Again, though, it didn't signal a massive need quite yet. I think it was just a precursor to how things would likely go later. I'd remember that and pound her good when the time came.

For the time being, our not-so-dry humping was just fabulous...
 
Micki

My mouth moaned softly into the kiss as his cocks continual caress of my clit finally got to me and I felt my body heat up another notch my pussy get wetter and my legs shake a little even as the delightful mini orgasm slowly passes through me. I was content to let him move at his own pace up until now. My hips moved so that the tip slide back to nestle at my opening as he moved until finally he pushed down or I pushed up and he slide inside. I purred and at first he continued that slow taunting pace and my lips conveyed how much I enjoyed it.
 
The slow tease my cock was doing against her slippery clit must have done the trick for Micki, because she tensed, vibrated a little and quietly moaned through a small orgasm. After her cum slowed, she moved her hips around enough that I felt my cock head slip into her.

I still wanted to take my time, I wasn't sure just where Micki stood on the matter, but it was *very* evident she wanted my cock in her pussy. Not wanting to disappoint, I slowly slid easily into the warm clutch of her hot cunt.

A contented sigh escaped Micki's lips, and she held me close, for the moment happy for the closest contact two people can get. For a few minutes, I just enjoyed the soft clutch - release of Micki's inner muscles. I marveled at the control she had, but wasn't in the least unhappy about it.

I wondered just how serious Micki was at this point. Did she want to continue the easy, deliberate tease I'd been giving her, or did her mini-orgasm make her hungry for something a little more strenuous?

Without asking, I was never going to know, but I didn't want to break the sensuous silence between us at the moment. So, I just started doing what I'd been doing, this time with the added stimulation of my entire cock slipping in and out of her slick hole.
 
Micki

He seemed to sense that more didn't mean fuck me raw until I couldn't walk type of more. My hands roamed along his back massaging as we slowly moved together, hearing the slick noise as he pulled back and pressed in, inhaling the scent that was filling the air.

My lips parted in a soft O of contentment as I just held him close and continued the slow easy pace of not being in a rush, but just wanting to be together, in a intimate sensual caress.
 
It had been a while since I'd actually fucked this slow. It took some concentration, because since it felt *really* good, my body's instinct was to get into a rhythm that would make my pleasure build more quickly, and that rhythm would be much, much faster than I was going.

Micki was really aroused by my deliberation. The sounds our slow fucking made were fairly audible, and the odor that filled the room smelled like pure sex.

I wondered how long I'd be able to keep this up before I either needed to cum, or got too damn tired to continue. I never realized how much work fucking slowly was.

But I was going to keep on as long as I could, cum or not, because this was making Micki feel really good, and I wanted nothing more in the world at that moment than to make her feel as good as possible.
 
Micki

I just kept up my low humming purr, moaning, resisting the urge to increase the pace as it was maddenly slow, and I felt the intensity of the leisurely pace. I let my hands roam from his back, to his chest, down to his hips on occasion, running my thumbs along his hips asking for just a slight increase in pace. I could tell it was straining you to move so slowly and I pulled you to me and kissed you deeply.

With a gentle twitch of my hips I was on top, and I rode him slowly twisting into each thrust, loving the look on his face, keeping it up for as long as possible.
 
Micki's hands were all over me. She said nothing in words, but the low sounds from her throat told me what we were doing was tortuous, but that she *really* liked it.

I think the frustration of the deliberate speed of our lovemaking finally got to Micki, because all of a sudden, she gave a push from the bed and we quickly changed positions.

Micki looked down at me, her hair falling around her face, and the look of lust, coupled with something else (!) (?) lit her face with a warm glow.

I almost expected her to pick up the pace of our fucking, but she continued with the delicious misery of slow in, slow out. I wondered how long we'd be able to keep this up.
 
Micki

I admired him for more than his sexual talents and I merely smiled at him as I continued moving slow and easy, feeling the stretch in my body as I pulled up and slid down. My hands slowly caressing his chest, purring continuosly like a kitten being scratched in just the perfect spot. Even at this speed my body was responding more and more and somehow I timed the next minigasm of pleasure to be when I had him fully inside me. I felt it was a little unfair that I could enjoy this more than him, than again maybe it was balancing out for all the women who never came during sex. I chuckle laid against him and snuggled for what seemed like a long time before rolling him on top of me.
 
Micki's cunt ever-so-slowly swallowed, then released my cock. It was a truly amazing feeling. The movements her body made as it slow-fucked me were a sight that would be etched in my memory for the rest of my life.

While I'd built to a plateau and stayed there, it appeared that even at the gradual pace we were going, it was enough for Micki, because I watched as she came yet again, another small one, but an orgasm nonetheless. Part of me envied her female body and its almost infinite capacity for pleasure, but I had no true desire to be a woman, so I let the thought go as quickly as it came.

I had no idea what Micki was chuckling about when she stretched out over me and again flipped us back around.

Now I was again staring down into her dewy-eyed look. For a long while, I just laid there, stretched out across Micki's body, my cock as stiff as ever, sank as deeply as possible in her hot pussy.

I knew I should draw this to a close, so we could both get some sleep before having to go to work, in the morning, but for the time being, I was content to just lay there with Micki. I thought, 'Maybe I'll just save this cum for morning, and *really* give her something to remember me by while she's working.'

I wasn't sure whether I'd actually go through with that thought, but I wasn't ready to cum just yet, anyhow, and even though Micki'd been doing the work for the past several minutes, I still was relatively worn out from before.

Although it took a major act of will, I pulled out of Micki's pussy and flopped over next to her, pulling her in close to me. For the moment, I didn't know what to say, so I just held her and my tongue.
 
Micki

I was a belly sleeper and I slowy shifted around so that I was lying on my stomach. I slipped one leg over his and kissed his shoulder. "Tired," I softly said and then added a yawn as my own body was begining to wind down. I was completely content to continue fucking, to snuggle, or to nod off to sleep. I licked his shoulder again and said softly, "you smell good." I add my eyes closed as I rest my head against a pillow.
 
Micki rolled over a little until she was laying mostly on her stomach. She hooked a leg over mine and snuggled in as close as her position would allow. Her weary, "Tired," triggered the sleep I think I'd been fighting the past little while.

Like a sleepy puppy trying to get closer to the warmth in the center of the puppy pile, Micki kept wiggling up against me a little bit, trying to get herself comfortable. After a minute or so, she stopped squirming and her mouth came in contact with my shoulder.

I snaked my arm around her and pulled her in close. Her tongue against my shoulder felt funny, but good. Her statement of "You smell good," made me wonder. It wasn't the first time a woman had said I smelled good after sex. Maybe it was the good, honest sweat of erotic exertion, I didn't really know. All I knew for sure is that I liked the fact that Micki said it, and that she was right here beside me.

I did a little wiggling myself before I finally succumbed to sleep, too.
 
Micki

Normally I dream, but that night snuggled in his arms, I just slept, deep and peaceful. Much like I had the night before, Sometime early in the morning I woke up my internal clock having been set to wake me up sometime between 6 and 7 in the morning. I yawned and wondered how bad my breath was as I snuggled in trying to get closer and not wake him unless he wanted to wake up. I could feel his dormant semi hard cock resting along my leg and smiled, it was a rather nice feeling to know he had been that way most of the night.
 
I slept like a rock. Maybe it had something to do with the few hours I'd gotten the night before, but it was probably that, coupled with with the number of times I'd cum since New Year's Eve night.

Slowly, I dug my way back to the land of the waking when I felt Micki shift around, and her leg brushed against my semi-hard cock again and again.

She yawned and tried to snuggle in closer to me, and I just lay there for a while, letting her think I was asleep yet. I had no expectations, I just wasn't ready to succumb to the insistent pull of morning, and the prospect of going back to work.

Eventually, though, I acknowledged my level of wakefulness and whispered, "Morning, bright eyes."
 
Micki

I enjoyed resting him against him, letting my eyes work there way to awake as I blinked away that icky morning stuff. I lingered against him letting him wake at his own pace. I felt him slowly waking and my hand wandered along his chest as he spoke.

"Morning hot stuff," I spoke slowly stretching the words out, only thinking of whether I should really be addressing him as a sex object after I spoke. Part of me felt that was how men so often treated women, another part told me that he was not most men and I settled on the idea that he would probably just take the compliment as that as I opened my eyes to look at him. "Ready to be shaved?" my lips turned in a half smirk as I spoke.
 
Micki ran her hand across my chest. A seemingly innocent act, but with her, and with my heightened sense of sensuality when with her, it took on a whole different delight.

"Morning, hot stuff." It was good to hear she wasn't tired of me already. I wasn't really used to being spoken to like that, but out of her mouth, it sounded great.

Something I'd seen many times before in the last thirty-some hours crossed Micki's face: that alluring, saucy smile. She leaned in and gave me a closed-mouth peck, then asked, "Ready to be shaved?"

This would be a big show of trust. Granted, I didn't have any old straight razors or anything, but just the idea of giving someone - who I'd only known a little over a day now - a sharpened piece of steel, and allowing them to slide it over my skin, was taking a big gamble.

But I was exceptionally comfortable with Micki. I knew she wouldn't intentionally harm me, nor I her. I ran my fingers through her tousled hair, then cupped her cheek in my hand. Returning her smile, I replied, "Sure."
 
Micki

I smiled and slowly slipped out of bed not even thinking about covering myself as I stretched and headed for his bathroom. Fortunately he lagged behind me so I had the time to use the facilities so to speak and rinse my mouth out. I had even figured out his shaving stuff and had the shaving cream ready to apply. Doing this completely naked should be interesting I thought as I sat on a cleared space on the counter and watched him enter.
 
I just laid in bed and watched Micki slide sensuously (I don't know if it was intentional, it looked pretty sexy to me) out of bed and head toward the bathroom. As her fantastic ass slipped around the doorway, I started to think about following.

Seeing Micki's naked body that early had my almost-hard cock pretty damn stiff. Of course, I had to pee pretty badly, too, so maybe that was part of it.

Giving Micki a few minutes to herself, I idly stroked my hard-on. After a little bit, I threw my legs over the side of the bed and stood up.

After a good stretch, I made my own way to the bathroom, where I found Micki sitting beautifully on the counter, waiting for me, razor and shaving cream in hand.

I was ready for this, yet I wasn't. My bladder was suddenly screaming. I almost wished Micki'd give me the privacy I'd given her, but at that point, there was no time to ask her to leave.

I hoped I wouldn't disgust her or gross her out, but I stepped past her, lifted the toilet lid and relieved myself. Of course, with a stiff cock, some minor contortions must be made, if one is not to make a real mess.
 
Micki

I smiled and stared at the ceiling after watching him contort a little in order to go to the bathroom. It was funny, and nice that he could do so in front of me and I had wondered if he even could as I had heard that an erection made peeing most difficult. I listened and began humming when the toilet flushed. I was sure my face was a little bit pink as I glanced over at him and softly asked, "Ready?"
 
Micki looked a little embarrassed when I turned from finishing my business. I smiled, a little sheepishly, then said, "Sorry. It was either that, or all over you, and I wasn't sure you were into that particular kink.

"Where would you like me?"
 
Micki

"Well that would not have been my first choice of a kink," I said about the golden showers and smiled, "I guess I should just be glad you didn't have to take a dump." It was the simplest way to say that without getting all disgusted and I smiled at his expression. "I want you where I always want you, right here between my legs." I felt free to say anything on my mind as he moved to stand between my legs. My legs gently pulled him in holding him still as I playfully began applying the shaving lotion.
 
I was very relieved Micki wasn't upset or turned off or anything. In fact, she remained comfortable enough with me to speak the way she did. That fact was a big relief.

As I stepped between her legs, I replied, "Oh, good, my favorite place to be."

I really liked the fact that we felt good enough with each other to speak fairly plainly. It was almost as if we'd known each other for years.

Micki wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in to her. She frowned and whimpered a little when she discovered this brought me in too close to her to actually do the job we were there to do, so she had to loosen her grasp and let me step back a little.

I'd never had someone else give me a shave before. The sensation of another person's fingers applying shaving cream, then slowly and carefully scraping it and the stubble away, was really pretty sensual. I think part of that may have been the trust necessary to allow someone else to do do this act.

For never having shaved another person before, Micki was actually pretty good at it. She was careful enough that she didn't nick me once, and for all her deliberation, it didn't take too long.

While I was there so tantalizingly close, part of me wanted to reach out and touch her body, but I knew better than to distract her, and end up looking like an extra in *Sweeney Todd*.
 
Micki

I had never shaved a guy before, and he was very cooperative, keeping his face smooth and still, I was glad he didn't smile or make faces as then I certainly would have nicked him. I kept it simple short smooth strokes that quickly smoothed his face. I rinsed the razor off one finally time, ran my fingers along his cheek, pulled him in and kissed him. "There is nothing better than a smooth face between my legs." I invite, joke, "Of course it all depends on the facial hair, some guys are more stubbly than others.
 
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