fall

It was night. We had only the small lamp shining. We were talking in bed--I don't remember what it was about.

I touched his cock through his green knit boxer shorts, and it got hard right away. I unbottoned the opening of his shorts, and his cock stuck straight up. I carassed it and rubbed it with spit on my hand. I held his balls and touched the base of his cock with my fingertips. I traced the ridge where the head meets the shaft. I stoked it slowly and long, and then I jacked him off quick and shallow. I played with it for a long time, and he was completely still, motionless as a statue, until finally he moved to take off his clothes, and I took off mine.

He opened a condom and fucked me. His cock was plunging into me in all different ways. I would change the angle of his entrance, and he would go fast then slow. He came to a complete stop so he wouldn't come and then started again.

I pushed my tits together, and he stared as he fucked me. He sucked one nipple, fucked me fast, sucked the other, fucked me fast again.

I would do anything for you, I said.

What I really meant was that I would do anything if he would just keep fucking me like that. I felt deeply satisfied with his partnership. I felt no other man or woman could interest me in any way if he just kept fucking me forever.

The cat was crying. Should we just ingnore him? he asked.

I said no, and he let the cat out. When he came back, he plunged into me again right away. He fucked me beautifully, and we looked into eachother's eyes.

His motions became more foreceful and needy. My eyes were closed, and my head was back. I'm going to come, he said, and he did. His eyes were closed now, as I watched the pain-like expressions on his face, so much beauty.

He held me and played with my nipples as I masturbated. I imagined him fucking me from behind--I imagined it was the next day, and I was getting fucked again, but harder and more aggressively.

I imagined my clit as a vibrant center of my being to rub and rub until the pleasure exploded inside me. He looked at me with tenderness as I looked into his eyes and shared the feelings with him as I came and my body was shuddering.

We cuddled for a long time and then got up to have more night. I made coconut and carob cookies, and before we went to sleep, we wrote poems.