Triptych
Forty-one
WE LAY IN BED TOGETHER. It was still a little strange to think of making love to Kate in this bed without either Melody or Lissa there with us. But it was also okay. Lissa and Melody were making love to each other in Minneapolis right now and this was my special time with Kate. I wanted to make it as special as I could.
We undressed each other, one piece of clothing at a time. I took off her top—she removed my polo shirt. I slid her cami up over her head and off—she unfastened my belt and let my pants drop around my ankles. I stepped out of them before kneeling and slowly pulling her leggings down and off her feet. I kissed each of her pretty, purple-polished toes. We stood in front of each other and just let our eyes rove—she across the bulge in my briefs and me to the sheer mesh of her black bikini panties. We moved together for a kiss and each hooked our hands in the waist of the other’s undergarment to pull it down as far as we could reach, leaving my cock free to press against her tummy and mons. We lost the underwear and fell back on the bed together.
Making love with just the two of us focused our lovemaking. Every little sound, every feather touch was focused on my partner.
Kate rolled to her back and held out her arms to me. I realized that in two weeks, we hadn’t used this most basic of positions. I hovered over her, my knees between hers and my hands planted on either side of her ribcage. One of her hands was on my neck while the other wormed its way between the two of us to grasp and guide my cock. I rocked back and forth a little, hunching my back in order to drag my tiny nipples against her much larger ones. She had a look of excited expectancy in her eyes as I let her guide my hard-on to her hot opening.
When I pressed slowly into her, the sun rose on her face. I knew that if I went blind, her smile would be the memory that lit my darkened eyes.
We moved apart and together again, our gasps and ragged breaths punctuated by kisses. I felt Kate tense up and let a small orgasm pass through her.
“Oh, that was nice. And I’m still awake. I can still feel you moving in me. Tony, you feel so perfect in me—so stretched and yet comfortable. I want… ohh! I guess I got. Again!”
I moved slowly and deliberately through her moist folds. I let myself truly feel every ripple of her pussy walls as she contracted around me. There was the spot where the little flap of her inner labia folded inward with my cock as I plunged deeper and then fluttered around it as I pulled out.
Her orgasms continued to ripple through her every few seconds. She was building to a big one. So was I. I was wrapped up in her—absorbed. There was nothing in the world but the two of us on a bed that disappeared an inch from where we touched it. I could feel the tingling in the back of my spine, the pounding in my heart and lungs that told me my climax was imminent.
“Stay with me, Kitten,” I whispered to her. Her breath was coming in gasps and I could hear the high pitched whine that usually built to a mind-blowing orgasm. “Stay with me, darling. Look in my eyes. Ride it out with me. I love you. Breathe. Do you feel it, my love? Kiss me.”
I bent my mouth to hers. We were connected at our lips and tongues as well as our genitals when the first wave swept over us.
“Tony!” she gasped. “I love you.” She sucked air into her lungs in one long draw that I knew she’d hold until she passed out.
“Let it out, darling,” I said. “Feel me inside you and let it come. Kate, you’re more than the world to me. I love you. Hold me with your eyes. Breathe and come with me.”
She did. When she released her breath, her entire body shook with the waves of pleasure washing over her. Her vagina clamped on my cock drawing pulse after pulse from deep inside me. Tears sprang from both our eyes. We were overwhelmed by making love with each other. A wordless syllable rose in harmony from our throats as we clamped our mouths together again, clutching at each other to gain the greatest amount of contact between our bodies that we could. We broke our kiss so we could both breathe as another crest broke over us. We were laughing through our tears—loving each other. Shaking in our arms.
“I love you!”
Tears continued to flood my eyes, even cuddled with Kate.
“Shh,” she whispered. “It’s okay. Baby, come back to me.”
I sobbed as she kissed my wet cheeks.
“That’s just it, Kate. I don’t ever want to be away from you. We’re alone and I didn’t even think about sharing what we were doing with Melody and Lissa. I feel so…”
“Tony, don’t!” she said sharply.
“But…”
“Listen. Do you think that Lissa and I thought about you and Melody even once last Saturday? Or that Melody and I thought about you and Lissa? Think Tony. Was there ever even one time you were with Lissa when you thought about me?”
“Well, there was that time when they were teasing about you,” I snuffled a little.
“Doesn’t count. But this is more important. Has there ever been a time when we’re all together that you wished any one of us would go away?”
“No!”
“That’s why we’re unique. Any two, three, or four of us can be together without holding back anything. We can be completely together with no reservations.”
“I’m sorry, Kitten. It was just… so overwhelming. So complete. You filled my world.”
“Oh, Tony, I felt so loved I was floating in heaven. And I stayed conscious! But, honey, I would never ever come between you and Lissa or between you and Melody or between Melody and Lissa.”
I looked at her and couldn’t help but smile. I was hard against her tummy again and I pushed forward. Her smile broadened.
“Okay. Anytime I’m between any pair of you, I’m likely to come,” she giggled.
A little laughter led to a little tickling. And that led… Oh god! I love this girl!
“What time is it?”
“Um… about two o’clock,” I answered. We were still connected and my cock was softening and slipping out of her for the fourth time tonight. I just couldn’t get enough of her.
“Can we cut classes tomorrow?”
“Ohh,” I groaned. “Class. I can’t cut. It’s Dennis’s review for the skeletal system exam on Tuesday and I have a paper to turn in for English. Damn! I’m not practicing tomorrow, though. I could pick you up at two?”
“I’ll be outside waiting, darling,” she said. “I don’t want to let go of you.”
We finally found a comfortable position in each other’s arms and began the inevitable drift off to sleep.
“Tony?”
I almost didn’t hear her, and then I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming when I did.
“Mmm?”
“The same goes for Minneapolis. No reservations.”
Oh shit! Allison!
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