a new year's bash

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I chuckled as I was reminded of a joke about the point of pubic hair being to floss after oral. I choked down the laugh and smiled up at him and said an evasive, "We'll see then won't we?" mainly to imply that it could be done later as I really was in the rhythm of what we were doing now and didn't feel like changing gears. Sometimes guys were funny like that it was like they could shift gears in a car but they had no sense of where a woman's pace was, always stripping the gears so to speak.

 

[susurrus]

Well, she still failed to give a definite response for shaving *either* of us, so I just let the matter drop for the time being. It wasn't like I was in any huge hurry to quit what we were doing at present, anyway...

 

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Micki

I smiled and wrapped my legs firmly around him pulling him into me as my hips rose to meet him letting him know that I wanted more as my fingers trailed along his sides and back. As for the other, I tended to be a naturalist, except for nudity and white hair. I tended to stick with what I had because the upkeep on anything else was bound to be more troublesome than it was worth. I could see the advantage to a little trim, it wasn't like I had a wild hairy bush either, more of a sparse covering of fine black curling hairs that served to frame my delectable cunt. Then again every guy had his own preferences and I did want to know about his so I was glad I had not shut him down. Maybe soem other time when we were dressed we could talk about such things.

 

[susurrus]

When Micki smiled and started humping her hips up at me, I took the invitation and started moving a little faster. The shaving thing wasn't really important. I love pussy, furry or bald, and I just happened to love Micki's pussy *a lot*. If she ever let me shave her, fine. If not... no big deal. I certainly didn't want anything as trivial as that to get in the way of whatever was happening between us.

Now, when I said I moved faster, that doesn't mean I started fucking hard and fast. I still maintained a steady pace, I just wasn't being quite as deliberate about it as I had been. For the time being, it seemed to satisfy her. I'd pick up the pace again in a little bit. I was really enjoying how wet Micki's pussy was getting the longer I went.

 

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Micki

I loved how he read me and went just enough faster to up the stakes without going all gung ho, my legs gave him a little squeeze now and then to encourage him as my fingers ran over exposed skin. I realized I didn't have to play the maybe game with him, that regardless of whether I said yes or no, or he wanted something or not we would accept it at face value or work out a comprimise without being so evasive and sneaky about it. I did not even want to think about the last time I shaved. As it had not been my choice and had ended that relationship in a heartbeat.

What kind of idiot would use, you won't know if you like it until you've tried it as a reason to do something a woman was resistant to?

 

[susurrus]

She didn't say anything, but Micki seemed pleased that I didn't press the shaving thing. It wasn't really an important thing for me, as I'd stated many times before, to myself and aloud, I loved Micki's pussy either way.

I was really glad we appeared to be so open with each other. I'd met *way* too many women who thought the mind-reading game was the way they were *supposed* to interact with men, and men who were so wrapped up in their low-sense-of-self macho bullshit that you never knew what their actual thoughts and interests were.

I figured long ago: Life's too damn short to play all those mean-nothing games, and they only serve to cause trouble between men and women.

And I also learned long ago, that you get a hell of a lot further if you actually *listen* to what the other person's saying, and honor that sentiment... and also keep a firm hold on what' *truly* important to you.

My cock certainly appreciated the luscious sensations it was receiving from its warm, beautiful female companion, and as every time before, I really looked forward to filling that gorgeous pussy with my cum...

But not quite yet.

 

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Micki

Their was something unmistakable sexy about a man who knew what he was doing and I certainly was enjoying the view of him over me, as my legs hugged him with each stroke, my hips rising to meet him, maintaining the pace, as I had no worries about drying up anytime soon.

I might be walking a little odd tomorrow but I figured a nice hot bath would take care of any sore muscles. This was the longest time I had spent out of my house in a long time, and I did realize how much of my time was being eaten up by travelling from one place to the next. That was a thought for another time as I caught myself wanting to say something emotional right now. Geez, I had only know him a few short days and had spent most of our time together eating or having sex.

 

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Aaron

I think we were both really enjoying our little marathon. My body wasn't getting weary like it often did after a slightly extended lovemaking session, and if anything, Micki simply got wetter the longer we went.

So far, our relationship didn't actually have the hallmarks of being long-lasting, as we'd met in a bar, and the greatest majority of our time together was spent either eating or fucking. There was something about when we were together, though, that made me think there was more to "us" than that, regardless of how the past couple days had played out. I began to wonder if we could get together and not end up having sex... not that I was getting tired of it, far from it, but it might be an exercise to try, just out of curiosity. Maybe it was my cock talking, but I didn't want to let this girl go anytime soon, and I hoped she felt the same.

For the time being, though, we *were* having sex, and even with as often as we'd done it over the past few days, I wasn't anywhere near getting tired of it.

 

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Micki

Why in the world was I thinking about long strolls in the park, and how great it felt to sleep all snuggled up with him, and how our joint bathing/showering adventures had been calm and not frantic for fucking. There was something there in the fact that I just really wanted to have sex with him but it wasn't like some over riding need. Though at times I did feel as if I needed him and I smiled up at him, at these thoughts intermingled with how great he felt, and how he was just right, a good fit, and an amazing lover.

 

[susurrus]

While I continued to easily stroke in and out of Micki's pussy, my thoughts wandered more and more, about how beautiful she looked laying next to me in the morning, all bleary and tousled from sleep, about how sexy she looked eating *in my kitchen*, about the naughty little reminder of our meeting that I realized was *still* tucked away in the pocket of my sport jacket. I thought about sitting out on the front lawn, just watching the neighborhood traffic go by, and the glances I got from others as I walked with her.

My god. I was beginning to think about what it would be like seeing her coming out of the house with a glass of ice water while I mowed the lawn... Or shopping for clothes for her, and her coming out of the changing room to ask what I thought of the outfit... Or seeing a silly movie and laughing with her about it all the way back home...

The idea that I could think such mundane thoughts while making love (oh, shit, there it was) with this wonderful woman almost scared me, but definitely turned me on and heated up a warm spot in me that hadn't been *really* warmed up in a long time. I knew I wanted her for more than just fucking, but still couldn't work up the nerve to say the words. A major part of me said it couldn't be, not this soon, but I kept saying to myself that I hadn't had thoughts like this *while* fucking a woman before, and that had to count for something, didn't it?

I came out of my reverie and looked down at Micki's smiling face. I didn't know what she'd been thinking about, but wondered if it was along the lines of the way *my* mind had wandered? The softness of her lips when she raised her head to kiss me sent erotic sparks tingling through my brain. I'd never before felt such energy when touching another person before, and from the very first, there had been a "connection" between us.

What the heck did it mean? And did either of us have the "balls" to really mention it to the other and draw the potential conclusion *out loud*?

 

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Micki

Warm fuzzy thoughts were drifting through my mind and try as i might I could not stop them and finally decided why would I want to, not that I wanted to put any pressure on what was going on I was happy to let things just take their course, but right now I was considering what life would be like if I saw a whole lot more of him. Of course now wasn't exactly the time to ask what he thought about the future or if he even saw one. I was not ready to risk the fun we were having for the fun we might have right now. Maybe tomorrow, I smiled as I procrastinated and decided that for once it was okay to put something off and just enjoy what was going on.

"Are we going for a record?" I softly asked as we continued our slow descent into madness.

 

[susurrus]

Suddenly, I realized the thread of domesticity running through my thoughts, and while it didn't *scare* me, I did wonder about how I could be thinking such things about a woman I'd only known for a few days. Of course, it felt like I'd been privy to some of her inner thoughts about life and me, and I found myself liking her even more for it.

I tried to tell myself not to think *quite* so far into the future, yet, and concentrate on the immediate, and maybe just a *little* bit forward.

When Micki asked if we were going for a record, I snapped back to what we were doing (not that I'd stopped, it took a lot longer to relate my thoughts than it did to think them). Immediately, I knew what she was talking about. I'd been stroking inside her for quite a while, and while I'd been building slowly for all that time, I had no idea where Micki was in the arousal department.

In response to her question, another smart-alecky remark came to mind, "Why, yes. Yes, we are. The Guiness people will be here in just a little while to record. Why? Do you have another date to get to?" It had been such a long time since I'd felt comfortable enough with a woman to take such a deliberate approach to sex, and also comfortable enough to be able to make such goofy statements.

 

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Micki

"Well our bodies were not made to do this forever, regardless of how our minds may wish it," I was at a comfortable simmer and enjoying it, but considering that I had time to think of other things perhaps it was time to step things up so I could focus on how great he felt inside me instead of what our children might look like and how he would look in a kiss the cook apron barbequeing in the back yard and other silly fantasies.

 

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Aaron

"Yeah, it's a pity, really. I guess it's the perfect example of 'all good things must end.' Of course, it just means that there's a 'next time,' too." I bent down a little more, rested a little more of my weight on her, took her in my arms and kissed her while picking up the pace of my fucking some more. As good as it was feeling, I was starting to get tired, and if I wasn't going to just crap out, I needed to do something to get me over the edge I'd been just peeking over for a while now.

 

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Micki

I stretched my legs out behind him and with a soft little smile, moved them under his arms between us and with just a little effort put my knees over his shoulders. This helped support his weight, made it feel as if he were going a little deeper and shifted things just enough to push me closer to bliss. I found it funny that I wanted to try new and different things with him, when in the past it seemed to quickly fade into lets get this over with so I can take a shower and get some sleep kind of sex. With Aaron it was who needs sleep? kind of sex.

 

[susurrus]

Micki contorted herself around so that her legs supported a good portion of my weight, and it felt like I was almost another inch deeper inside her.

In this position, I felt different sensations on my cock than I'd felt before, and it just helped me get ever closer to my cum. I found myself thinking I could never get tired of having sex with this fantastic woman. However long we kept seeing each other, I hoped the sex would remain as fabulous as it had been so far.

It felt really good that Micki seemed to want to do new things with me. I knew I certainly wanted to do as many new things with her as I could. I really hoped that we wouldn't get bored with one another anytime soon...

 

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micki

I purred as I finally reached the breaking point and slipped over the edge into that blissful spot that seemed to hover near whenever I was around Aaron. My head tipped back and I let out aa soft throaty satisfied moan as I felt him growing closer as I was drifting back to being able to consciously think.

 

[susurrus]

Micki's orgasm wasn't a screamer, but it was enough to get me over that ledge I'd been teetering on for quite a while. My own orgasm wasn't a screamer, either, but I felt all my energy pulsing out of my cock into her pussy. When I finished cumming, I found myself drained for the first time since I'd met Micki.

My get-up-and-go gone, I regretfully pulled out of the damp glory that was Micki's hot cunt and flopped onto my side next to her. For several minutes, I just lay there - exhausted - marveling at this fabulous woman who made me feel oh, ever so good.

 

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Micki

I just wanted to snuggle up next to him and do nothing. Not that doing anything with him wasn't amazing. I just wasn't sure I could string together a coherent sentence, much less put any thought behind it. I muttered a soft little mhmmhhmm as I turned on my side and snuggled up to him.

 

[susurrus]

Well, this whole evening had been anything but a rip-snorter. That didn't mean that it still hadn't been too fabulous for proper words.

Micki wrapped herself around my body, the fit still perfect. No words came between us. I think we were both too pooped (in a good way) to thread together two thoughts to make a single one worth voicing. It was okay, though. Relative silence with Micki was as priceless as conversation.

As I felt myself drifting off to sleep, with her snuggled in close, I found myself wondering if she was staying with me again tonight...

 

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Micki

"I really should have brought a change of clothes with me," she softly whispered partly yawning kissing a spot of exposed skin. She just enjoyed being so close to him and not having to worry about anything. Some time they would have to sit down and have a serious conversation, but she was not worried about it, then again she was in no rush to go there either. For now she was happy with how it was, and it was nice to have no pressure to be make it serious or to keep it casual.

 

[susurrus]

I woke up sometime during the night. When I looked at the clock, I had to smile, because Micki was still there beside me. On the off chance, I set the alarm, grabbed the covers and pulled them over us, then drew Micki closer to me and succumbed to the pull of drowsiness again.

 

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Micki

I must have fallen asleep because I was so comfortable as I lay there next to him. I was lucky that I didn't live to far away and such. I was happy that the next day would be Friday as I blinked a few times and snuggled up and fell back asleep.

When his alarm clock went off I found myself reaching across him to knock it off. He somehow beat me to it and I yawned as I blearily looked at the clock. "Morning, TGIF," I whispered.

 

[susurrus]

Usually, my alarm nearly pins me to the ceiling. Today, I came up slowly out of a beautiful, if fuzzy, dream. The insistent whine of the alarm, of course, blew away any lasting details, which was too bad, because I had the distinct impression it was a perfectly lovely dream.

I felt Micki's arm reach across me, I guess to eliminate the noise, but the clock was closer to me, and I just reached out and popped the snooze bar, which silenced the racket, at least for the moment.

I was on my way back to sleep when I heard Micki whisper, "Morning. TGIF."

Her voice woke me. I wasn't suddenly up and raring to go, like if somebody'd poured ice water on my head, but the sound stopped the slow, steady drift back to dreamland and kept me in the world of the waking.

I turned onto my side and draped an arm over her. I was sure my morning breath was atrocious, but hers most likely was, too. Without breathing *directly* into her face, I replied, "Morning, yourself, beautiful." And I meant it. I've seen women who look perfectly horrible first thing in the morning, and not just women I'd woken up with (not that there'd been many). Micki, on the other hand, looked charming and - dare I say it - cute, all tousled and bleary-eyed.

Wanting to spare her an episode like the morning before, I kissed her lightly, then slipped out of bed quietly and let her lay there for a few more minutes, while I took care of business.

While I was in the bathroom, I heard the alarm go off again. Oops. I forgot to turn the alarm off, and the snooze time was up. I hoped Micki wouldn't be too upset...

 

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Micki

This would be why I had long ago broken the snooze button on my alarm as I knocked it off the nightstand as I rubbed my eyes. I snuggled into the warm spot he had left and tried not to look at the time as I waited for him to let me into the bathroom. I just waited for the sound of running water, for him to be washing his hands or whatever before I finally got out of bed.