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I have a summer dream.

"I want to, you know, make love to you. Pick your romantic term. That's how I'm feeling."

"Oh, if we have to be romantic...hmm. Let's do it missionary style," I suggested.

"So that's a 'I'm feeling much better now'?" he asked, supporting himself above my body on his hands and knees. He didn't wait for my answer before he started kissing me -- on my face, my neck, my upper chest.

"Yes, yes," I said, not sure if I was replying to his question or egging him on. He kept moving down my body, planting kisses through my clothes.

"I don't know if you consider cunnilingus particularly romantic, but I intend to perform it on you," he said, pausing as he got to the top of my skirt.

"Who could think that word is romantic," I laughed.

"I'm not talking about the word, I'm talking about the act. After seeing you on the train today I'd have to be dead not to want some of that." He peeled the mini down over my hips, revealing my tights. I was bare underneath and he knew it. He nuzzled his nose and lips against my pussy lips through the thin fabric. "Want me to take these off, too?"


He complied and soon I was naked from the waist down, my clothes in a heap at the foot of the bed. He knelt over my lower body, stripped off his t-shirt, and unzipped his jeans. He lowered his face back down to my mound and rubbed his cheek against the newly revealed skin, fulfilling a desire he mentioned earlier in the day.

"So soft," he murmured, and began to use his tongue. At first he used broad, flat strokes to lick my outer lips. It had been a long time since I had been hairless down there and the heightened sensations surprised me. The pain from the wax was worth it.

"Wow," I breathed. He "mm"ed agreement and sucked my clit between his lips, drawing slow circles along the shaft with the tip of his tongue. I felt myself get hard and swollen; after a few minutes of this treatment my pussy juices were running down between the cheeks of my ass. He brought his fingers up to my body, stroking my perineum before slipping two inside of me. I made a disappointed noise as he released my clit for a moment to look at what he was doing.

"I know this isn't a very romantic thing to say," he said, sliding his fingers in and out, "but you are so fucking hot."

"Forget the romance for now. Just lick me," I said, looking down my body to meet his eyes.

"I like this bossier side of you," he said, and returned his attention to my clit. The combination of his tongue and fingers was fantastic, although I was soon so lubed that I could hardly feel them inside of me. (The huge wet spot beneath me on the bed was very obvious, though.) I began to gasp and moan as quietly as I could as the pleasure in my clit jumped to another level. He switched from circles to firm flicks and added a third finger inside, fucking me faster. The added stimulation brought me to a quick climax. I pressed a hand to my mouth as I had on the train to stifle my cries.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," I chanted softly as my orgasm wound down. He licked me all over with a flat tongue as he had in the beginning, drawing the sensations out as long as possible without overwhelming my sensitive clit. I could have laid there for ages letting him do that, but I really wanted some cock as well. He seemed to sense this as he withdrew his fingers from me and moved up my body until we were face to face.

"Nice?" he asked.

"What do you think?" I said, giving him a messy kiss. His face was wet from below his nose to his chin. I loved the taste of myself on his lips. After we broke the kiss he rolled over long enough to take his pants off, and then positioned himself on top of me again. He shifted his lower body into position between my legs. "Oh, wait, wait," I said, groping at my sweater. I felt overheated after coming. He helped me pull it up and over my head, tossing it down to the end of the bed onto our growing heap of clothing.

"Gonna leave your bra on?" he asked.

"No way.

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