Erotica - Saturday Morning

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I drove over to Cheryl's apartment. I had planned to get there about 9:00 a.m., early for her on a Saturday. Things hadn't been going so well recently. Last night, our phone conversation got pretty rough over something trivial, and she hung up on me, not answering the phone when I called back.

I knocked on the door, no answer, so I knocked again. Cheryl's roommate, Robyn, opened the door. "Good morning, Jim. Cheryl thought you might come over this morning, but not this early!"

"Hi, Robyn, sorry to wake you. Is Cheryl up?"

"You didn't wake me. Yes, Cheryl's up, but she's not here. She asked me to give you this," handing me an envelope. "Come on in." She went over to the couch , sat down, and tucked her knees under some kind of long tee-shirt she was wearing. "I don't know if you like coffee.....want some?"

"No thanks." I opened the envelope. ‘Jim. I've left for the weekend. I have given notice at work that I'm quitting in two weeks. I've told Robyn. I'm moving to Boston; I've met someone else. Jimmy, it hasn't been working with us for a long time. You're a good man, just not the one I need. We've had some good times, but it is time for me to move on. Cheryl.' I dropped my arm to my side, and just looked at Robyn, shaking my head. "I sort of knew that something was going on."

"You deserved a better way to say goodbye than that," said Robyn. I just stood there for a while, not knowing what to say or do. She patted the couch next to her. "Come here." I went over and sat down next to her. We just sat there for a few moments, then she moved closer and laid her head on my shoulder. "Hurts, doesn't it?!"

"Well, kinda. I guess that both of us knew that things weren't going so well, but I'm also a little relieved. The tension's been pretty high recently."

"Yeah, but Cheryl's not been very honest with you for a long time. Its been disappointing to see how she's been treating you." Robyn reached over and brushed some of my hair back from my ear. "You're a very nice man." Awkwardly, I said "Thanks."

"Now what?" she said.

"I don't know. The day's kinda shot..... I'm not sure...."

"Are you in any hurry?"

I shook my head no. She got up, stood in front of me, put her hands on my shoulders, then lowered her knees onto the couch, straddling my hips, and sat down on my knees. She reached forward, and planted a slow, warm kiss on my forehead. "You poor man. You don't know what to do, do you?" I didn't really know what to say.

"Come here. You'll be fine." She picked up my chin, and looked me squarely in the eyes. "Really, you're going to be okay. You're a wonderful guy." She leaned forward, and lightly brushed my lips with hers. She did it again, and this time I responded. We kissed gently for several moments. She stopped, looked at me again, and bent forward and we kissed again, fully. Our tongues, instinctively, started to explore. The kiss became deep, moist, more intense. I heard her, in her throat, murmur "Mmmmm."

She stopped, and sat back on my knees, and looked at me, a question beginning to form on her lips, then she smiled. "Okay," she said. She reached down, crossed her arms over each other, picked up the bottom of her tee-shirt, and in one slow, continuous motion, pulled it off, over her head. She had on high rise, shiny satin panties, and nothing else. Her breasts were inches from my face. Perfectly sized, pert, pointed brown nipples stood out straight. "Kiss me", she said. I leaned forward, and encased her right nipple with my tongue, sucking very gently. I could feel her take a deep, slow breath. I started to nuzzle her breast, licking, lapping, moving my mouth further and further over her breast, pulling her deeper into my mouth. I moved to her other breast, doing the same. She arched her back, pushing her breast into my mouth, and placed her hands back on my knees. "Oh..... that feels so good." I started a rhymthical pattern, slowly kissing, sucking, and I reached up with my hands and started stroking the sides of her breasts with my fingertips. She reached forward with her hands and started to run them through the hair on the back of my head, pulling me into to her chest ever harder. "Oh....Oh! Don't stop!" she commanded. I could feel the muscles in her back and sides begining to tighten, then she started to shudder.... "Ohhhh, she gasped!.... Uhmmmmm! Oh, wow!"

"What?", I muttered, lips and mouth still over her breast.

"I've read about those..... my first breast orgasm.... you just gave me a mini-gasm!.....Oh, that feels so good!"

I continued on, kissing and sucking on those delicious breasts, switching occasionally from one to the other. After several more minutes, she slowly pulled back from me, releasing her breast from my mouth, the nipple literally popping out. "Whew, gotta take a break," she said, and slowly stood up, shook her hair back from her head, and said, "I'll be right back."

She turned and walked down the hall into the shadows. I watched her as she walked, realizing that she was as tall as me, an elegant stride, slim, long legs, supple muscles showing as she walked, a beautiful shape, a beautiful ass. Why had I not noticed her before?, I wondered. After a few minutes, I heard the toilet flush, and a few moments later, back down the hall she came, still wearing the high cut panties.

"You're sure you have no other place to be, no other place to go?"

I replied that I was doing just fine right where I was. She reached out a hand. "Come on," she said.

She pulled me off the couch, and, holding hands, she led me down the hall, past the bathroom and Cheryl's room, and opened the door into her bedroom. She went over to her bed, switched on a night light, came back and turned off the main light for her room. "That's better." She came up to me, and slowly, one button at a time, unbuttoned from top to bottom all the buttons on my shirt, then the buttons on my sleeves, and pulled my shirt up from my pants, and pulled it off my shoulders and arms. She then tugged my tee-shirt out from my pants and slowly pulled it over my head, and off. She knelt, figured out the release on my belt buckle, removed the button at the top of my pants, then slowly, almost teasingly, pulled the zipper down, so slowly that I could hear the click, click as the zipper moved down over each brass catch. She lowered my pants to the floor, and I stepped out of each leg, then off came my socks. She then stood up, moved in closer still, and put her arms around my shoulders and neck, her breasts pressing into mine.

"Repeat after me," she said. "No promises, no commitments, no guilt, no worries, no hurries."

I said to her, "If these two pieces of clothing come off, I think I know where this is going to head, and I sure want us to head in that general direction."

She chuckled, a deep, throaty chuckle. "Now, lie down on your stomach."

I complied, laying down on a surprisingly large, queen-sized bed which was very comfortable. She got down on her knees, straddling my backsides, and then proceeded to give me a long, soothing, comfortable massage, starting from the top of my head down to my butt. "Can this come off?" She had asked to remove my shorts, so I raised my butt off the bed, and she tugged them down over my ankles and tossed them to the floor. She continued with her ministrations, caressing every muscle in my legs. Twice, her hands brushed against the hair on my scrotum, but she seemed never to deliberately touch me there. She continued down my legs, and spent a long time twisting, stroking, and gently massaging my feet. What a wonderful sensation: I was completely relaxed, yet completely present with my whole body vibrating, energy coursing through me.

"Turn over," she ordered. I did, feeling my penis starting to move into a semi upright position. "Ahh, there you are," she said, looking directly at my penis. She started the massage again, this time from my feet up to the top of my head. She came close to my genitals, but never quiet touched them, which of course excited my penis even more. As she moved up to my shoulders, she moved herself up on my body, finally sitting herself down with her bottom on my stomach, just missing my penis. I could feel my erect penis occasionally, on its' own, bump up against her backsides. My shoulders, arms, and hands got thoroughly kneaded and stretched, then she worked wonders with my neck, face, scalp, until she finished with the top of my head. "There, how's that?", she asked. I could only groan with satisfaction.

"My turn," she said and moved over and laid down on her stomach on the bed. Frankly, I was looking forward to this more than being rubbed by her. I went exactly through the same motions, and started at the top of her head. I worked my way down her neck and her back, realizing that her skin was perfect. Soft, smooth; she was in wonderful condition with not an ounce of fat anywhere. What a wonderful sensation to touch her, to rub her, to hear her enjoyment as she let soft sighs escape her mouth. When I reached her butt, I asked for her permission to remove her panties. No words came from her mouth, she too raised her butt and I slowly slid the panties off her legs, over her feet, and tossed them next to mine on the floor. I continued to work down her legs, coming close to touching her private parts, but staying just away. Her legs were so firm. I had noticed that she was a runner a couple of times in the past; she was in fine condition! I was entranced by this beautiful, enchanting woman.

"Turn over," I ordered. When she turned over on her back, my breath was taken away. "You are absolutely beautiful," I said.

"You're not so bad, yourself," was her reply. I slowly started my way up her body, massaging every square inch that I knew I was allowed to touch, gently brushing the palm of my hand over the thin, tightly trimmed strip of pubic hair on her pubic mound. I moved up further, sat back on the tops of her legs, and continued my massage, spending a long time on her breasts and chest, then her shoulders, arms, and her hands. When I moved my hands to her head, she took the palm of one of my hands and pressed it to her lips, kissing me softly. I ended by rubbing her hair, then gently moved off to her side, both laying on our backs, shoulder to shoulder, eyes closed.

"Ohhh, that was great. You are so gentle. I sure hope that we can do that again."

I reminded her, "Didn't I hear you say, a few minutes ago, no commitments, no promises?"

"Yeah, but that was sooooo good!"

She opened her eyes, and moved over on her side, facing toward me. "Mmmmm, kiss me," her breasts just touching my chest.

She moved her arm over my shoulders to my back, raised her leg over mine, pulled me to her, and we started to kiss. The kiss started very slowly, tentatively, as if we were just starting again, then the pace picked up, and we got ever more passionate, licking, pulling at each other's lips, drawing each of us into the other. I moved slightly away and asked, "Can I kiss your breasts again?"

She chuckled and said, "You can kiss me anywhere, and the sooner you start, the better!" With that, well, I knew where I was headed. I moved down a few inches, and started to kiss the breast closest to my face. Her nipple was so hard, her breasts so firm, so taut. My right hand began at her left breast, and as she relaxed into the moment, I started to move my fingers down her side, across her rib cage, onto her tight stomach. I caressed her navel, all the while still sucking on her breast, nudging, pulling her breast into my mouth. My fingers traced further down her lower stomach, finally touching her pubic hair. I moved my hand further, and started to sense the heat pouring from that portion of her body. The end digit of my middle finger sensed the inward curves of the beginning of her labia, and as I started to stroke her, her body made an involuntary jump and in slipped my finger, into her vagina.... so much heat, so smooth, so wet. I continued to gently probe deeper into her, curving my finger to match the sides of that magical tunnel. I pressed deeply, as far in a my finger would go, then searched for where I anticipated her G spot would be, and stopped, motionless.

"Oh, you know about that, too!", she moaned. "Ohhhh, stay right there." I continued to suck on her nipple while pressing in place with my finger. Her body started to move, making small movements forward and back with her hips, slowly at first, then faster and faster. "I'm going to cum....Oooohhh..... I'm cuming," as she surged against my finger. "Okay, okay, okay," she stammered, starting to pull back away from my finger. "I want you inside me. Can you get inside me?"

I pulled away from her breast. "On my way, give me a moment," I said. I slowly sat up, then moved my body over hers, and started to kiss my way down from those lovely breasts, down her stomach, kissing her belly button along the way, then my lips touched her pubic hairs, and I began to smell the delightful aroma of her pussy. She pushed toward me, and I gently inserted my tongue into her vagina, just the tip of my tongue touching her.

"Oh, you feel so good.... don't stop," she groaned. I started to explore more with my tongue, reaching in further, probing every fold, tasting every drop of the flood eminating from her. "Oh," she groaned, "I've wanted you for so long!" Carefully, I located her clitoris, and very softly, daintily, I touched it with my tongue, and almost immediately Robyn's orgasmic surges began, her hips pumping up and down, over and over. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming again!" I continued to wrap my tongue around her clitoris, her movements providing the stimulaton. For much more than a minute her orgasms continued to build, getting stronger and stronger, until she just collapsed, her hands pushing my shoulders away. I stopped caressing her with my tongue and fingers, and raised my head so I could see her face. All forms of excitement, passion and desire covered her lovely face; she wasn't done yet.

"I want you inside me now!" I got to my knees and moved forward, pushing her legs up, my penis at full attention, throbbing veins fully engorged. She reached down and pulled the head of my penis toward her vagina. I leaned forward, and started to move the head so just the tip disappeared into her, and moved back. Each time I moved forward, my cock moved fractionally further into her.

I thought to myself, "I am going to remember these next few moments for the rest of my life!" Slowly, in total silence, both of us totally absorbed in the moment, we began the ultimate dance of life. Partially, more, then completely, my cock sank into her wonderous depths, until finally I was totally sheathed inside her, my cock pulsing, her insides stretching and flexing tightly against me, owning me completely.

"Don't move," she whispered. I let my body down to relax completely against her, and we kissed. "This is so wonderful, and I promise that it will get even better", she whispered. This time, I didn't question the promise. I wanted the same too. Slowly, we both started to move, the magical music of the spheres setting the time and the tone. For every movement I made, she matched me, sometimes shallow strokes, sometimes as deep as possible. She always seemed to know, her eyes locked on mine, mine on hers. The strokes increased in intensity, faster, sometimes almost all the way out, wonderful sounds of lovemaking strummed into the room.

"Oh. Oh. Oh..... I'm going to cum. Oh, cum with me," and she started to push harder up against me with her hips, her legs and arms wrapped completely around me. I could feel my balls harden, then as Robyn started to spasm in orgasm after orgasm, I felt my orgasm rush right up the entire length of my penis and explode into her, the flood of liquid heat triggering even stronger orgasms for Robyn.

"Oh, I feel you cumming.... don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" Thrust followed thrust; each time I pumped more into her, each time she pushed as hard as she could at me, her arms gripping my back fiercely, breathing hard into my ear.

Heaven. There's no way it could ever be as good as this... and yet it was this good. My heart was beating so hard, I was actually almost out of breath, and still, as we began to slow, I could still feel cum coursing out of me. I could still feel her internal muscles gripping and milking my penis way deep inside of her. I looked at her face, glowing with sweat, eyes closed, totally estatic, still urging herself on, orgasms still shaking her body, twitching, breathing with her mouth open, soft sounds coming from her depths. I let myself down against her again, my arms reached around her totally drenched back, and our skin, from head to toe, glued and stuck to each other. Finally, the orgasms for both of us slowed to a stop, with occasional internal muscle jumps causing one of us to start a tiny orgasm in the other. We slumped into each other, breathing each other's breath, relaxing, then started to come back to this universe. As our hearts slowed, as our breathing returned to some semblance of normalcy, she opened her eyes, and we smiled at each other. We both started to speak at once, then laughed at each other. "Did you cum?," she asked. And I said, "How was that for you?" We both quietly laughed, and started to touch and stroke each other's faces, my penis still inside her, starting to deflate, starting to slip out, but still there.

"Where have you been all my life?", she asked. I reluctantly rolled off her, on to my side, then my back.

I answered, "Waiting to find you."

"Well, you certainly found me today."