an unexpected turn

Our combined finish was a mass or screaming and groaning as we orgasmed together. Stephanie screamed loudly enough to be heard all the way back to the bar. I could see her pull her pussy against Cathy's probing tongue. Cathy hit her peak a moment later and her contracting pussy pulled my orgasm from deep wihtin my body. I held tightly to her body and basked in the pleasure of emptying my cock deep within her.

We collapsed in a heap of bodies with Stephanie and I each falling forward around Cathy. I reached out and caressed Cathy's face and kissed her tenderly. I briefy wondered how I would keep her coming back after the night was over. Stephanie landed with her head on Cathy's thigh and her legs near our faces. I released Cathy's hands and reached out to softly caress her breasts then reached for Stephanie's legs. Soon we were randomly touching each other in the afterglow of the sex. I traced small designs on the skin on both girls as we relaxed and drifted in and out of sleep.

When I awoke, the clock on the nightstand proclaimed 4:30. Soon Stephanie would go and my night would be over. I leaned over to Cathy and admired her sleeping form. I placed my hadns n her breast for a gentle squeeze and caress. Then I leaned in to gently kiss her. I continued my attention and waited for her to awaken. I was eager to see if there would be more.
 
The tangle of flesh was something extraordinary and yet at the same time strangely comforting. The touching, the caressing, driftng from sleep to wakefulness - and each time awaking to the touch of fingers, male or female, stroking my skin and stroking in return.

I don't know how long I slept, but in my unconscious world, I felt the tender caresses - fingers brushing my face and breasts - causing me to smile even in sleep. Slowly opening my eyes, I find myself looking at Steve, and the look in his eyes is very different from the one the night before. For now he looks tender and sweet. I glance at the clock - 4:45 - and realize the night is almost over. As my eyes drift back to him, I the idea reflected in his eyes. What now?

I know that Stephanie is some where on the bed - I can barely feel her light form next to me. Looking at Steve, I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him to me. He willingly complies, and our lips meet with the freshness of dawn. As I feel his body against me, his hands once more stroking my body, I realize that now we come together as equals - neither dominating the other - and I revel in that idea.

As my tongue enters his mouth and explores his, I take my time. I let my hands slowly drift down his body, as though I am touching him for the first time. And when my hand seizes upon his already erect cock, I sigh with pleasure. I feel him move towards me, feel his weight shift on my body, and I pull him to me. Will Stephanie awake and join us? Will she quietly leave? Who knows? I can only hope that Steve is not disappointed no matter what happens.

But as for me, I feel that I must have this man, and have him now.
 
When Cathy finally wakes, she pulls me to her naked body and I kiss her deeply. I taste the remains of our night together on her lips and i am aroused.

We have left the realm of sex and entered what I can only assume to be lovemaking. I'm not sure I ever understood the differences before. I continue to kiss her kips and nibble at the hollow of her neck before placing my body between her shapely legs. She doesn't hesitate. Her small hand immediately reaches for my cock and pulls me inside her. She is wet with anticipation and I take up a slow easy rhythm. My strokes will eventually make us cum, but for nw they are meant for us to enjoy.

Soon Stephanie wakes and rolls onto her side. She watches our lovemaking with a small smile on her face. Would we see her again? After a few moments, Stephanie caresses Cathy breast and gives each of us a soft kiss before getting out of bed. I am still working my rod in andout of Cathy's body when the door quietly opens and closes.
 
The utter sweetness and tenderness of Steve's movements cause a desire for this man that I had not truly known before. Gone was the crude, almost insulting stranger who had first approached me last night. In his place was a tender and caring lover, timing his movements for prolonged pleasure and not strictly for animal lust.

Stephanie's kiss was a very fond farewell - and many sweet memories went with her as she exited. Yet, as I looked into Steve's eyes in this hour of pre-dawn, I had the feeling many more new memories were about to emerge.

As his lips traced the hollow of my neck, I ran my fingers through his hair and along the sides of his face. Arching my back towards him, wrapping my legs around his waist, feeling him fill me completely, his lips setting my skin on fire.

As his hands moved along my back, pressing my breasts to him, he glanced at me and then grinned. Before I could ask what he felt was so amusing, I felt our bodies move until Steve was lying on his back and I was now straddling his body.

"After last night, I don't feel like working so hard this morning," he grinned up at me, his hands caressing my thighs.

Giggling at the sudden turn of events, I leaned forward, kissing his forehead, cheeks, chin, before once more discovering his lips. My hips moved against him, and I could feel the length of him within me. Moving slowly up until I was sitting on his stiff cock, I run my hands up along my body, slowly moving over my hips, my stomach, my breasts, and neck until I reach my hair. Running my fingers through my hair, all the while moving with slow determination on his cock, I feel his hands reach up and slowly tantilize and tease my nipples.

Sighing, I bring my hands down behind my back until one hand rests on his thigh, the other cupping and squeezing his balls. Leaning back, I spread my thighs even wider, giving him an excellent view of my pussy slowly swallowing his cock. Lifting up slightly, I feel him grab my hips as he begins to move with rapid strokes, his thumb rubbing my clit as I begin to feel another orgasm building deep within me.
 
The view of her body making love to mine was intoxicating. In spite of our previous sexual olympics I felt another orgasm swell inside me. When I touched her clit with my thumb her moans and cries came forth again and she came. Her whole body shook as she balanced on my rod. I groaned and sent my seed deep within her.

She collapsed onto me and showered my face with kiss after kiss. In turn, I returned her affection with kisses of my own and soft caresses down her back and rear.

I glanced at the clock. Five AM. Damn.

"Cathy, I have to go. Work starts in 30 minutes." The look of disappointment on her face was obvious.

"Look." I started. "I don't know if you live nearby, or if you'll be here another night, or anything else but I want ot see you again. Tell me where and when you can see me and I'll be there. I promise."
 
His tenderness was surprising, my own affection towards him even more so.

His words left me feeling a sadness I had not expected to feel. As I watched him dress, the afterglow from our coupling still on my body, I know too that I must see this man just one more time.

Leaning over towards the table by the bed, I scribble some pertinent information, and hand him the paper.

"Steve, I'm afraid I must leave immediately after the conference today. I wish I could stay just one more day - you have opened me up to a whole new world. But I travel quite a bit on business, and I'm sure I will be returning here again very shortly."

I watch as he looks at the paper I've handed him, and then places it in his wallet. I can only hope that he will not accidently "lose" the information. He turns to leave, then turns around. Sitting on the bed, he scribbles something on the pad by the bed.

"There is all the info you need to get in touch with me. And I do want to hear from you."

I smile up at him and stretch out my arms towards him. As he pressed his weight against me, I knew I would be back here soon - and Steve would most certainly be a part of that.

After a long, slow kiss, he stepped away and gave me one long last look before turning towards the door and walking out. A sadness krept over my body, while a spark of excitement at our next encounter warmed my heart.
 
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