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Another Saturday evening finds me sitting at home with nothing todo. Not that I really am looking for something to do. I don't havethe energy. I programmed all afternoon, playing with some graphicsfunctions in my C compiler. My mom asks me if I want to call a friendand go midnight bowling, her treat. She's in her robe and my dad'shome...Ok, I can take a hint. I don't want to go bowling, so I cleanmy room and tell them I'm going to the library.
Twenty years old and living at home. I guess it's not unusual,but I still feel like a child doing it. I don't have much of achoice, though. School costs a lot of money. But still...Mygirlfriend has her own place. Well, not really her own. She roomswith her sister and her sister's boyfriend. But she's away from herparents. I love my parents, but I'd really like to get out, too.
So I'm driving down College Avenue towards CSU. I stop at thegas station to get a pack of cigarettes, even though I'm "Trying toQuit." Hell, I only started six months ago. When I get back in the carI light up. The energy's just not right for the library anymore. Iwish I were with Sandi.
Saturday is supposed to be our day. But she has to work. Herboss made some excuse why she couldn't work, and Sandi was stuck withthe shift. She can't quit -- too many bills. I guess that's the priceyou to pay for living on your own. Now I have to wait until tomorrowto see her.
Sandi works two full time jobs now. She's trying to get the cashto buy a car. Maybe I'm lazy, but there's no way I could do that. Icomplain about my 25-hour-a-week job.
Thinking of Sandi reminds me of the place we used to go when wewere both in high school as I pass the turn off for it, I suddenlyhave the urge to go up there. I make a u-turn and head up toHorsetooth. Driving down this once often-traveled road for me I beginto think of the last time I was over at Sandi's...
It was about 1am when she went back to her room to go to bed.This Saturday we didn't spend much money, just stayed at her place,ate dinner, and watched tv. One of her sister's friends was stayingthe night, so I sat down on the couch to talk to him. He's a NavySeal who just got back from Saudi Arabia. I told him my dad was aSeal during Vietnam, and we got to talking. About 1:30 Sandi comesback out to see what I'm doing. She's wearing a short red robe with adragon embroidered on the back -- pretty sexy except for the widegreen belt she hastily tied around it. I end my conversation withDaryn and go back to her room with her.
"Sorry, I didn't realize how long I was out there."
"That's ok. I figured you just got to talking." Sandi unties herrobe and lets it drop to the floor. She's wearing a black lace braand pink g-string panties. Oh god, I love those panties. I pickedthem out for her one time when we went shopping together.
"How about some attention for me?" she says as she pulls meclose to her. I'm already beginning to feel my pants getting crowded.That problem is alleviated when she unbuttons them. I kiss herslowly, not wanting to rush things even though I haven't had sex forover a week. Our tongues fence as she fishes my now fully erect penisfrom my jeans and softly strokes it. I completely forget abouteverything but Sandi. Gently pushing her onto the bed I get undressed,eyeing her from head to toe.
We've been going out for almost three years now, but the sight ofher dressed like that sends chills of delight up my spine just likethe first time I saw her naked. I lie down on the bed and shesnuggles as close as she can. We begin to kiss again, but not forlong. She starts kissing my neck, then licks it. As she startssucking on my neck and then puts her tongue in my ear and gentlyblows, I am filled with delight. Sandi sure knows how to drive mecrazy.
She starts going down, first to suck on my nipple, then littlekisses all the way down to my crotch. She briefly brushes her breastson my penis, then kisses it. With her tongue just barely out of hermouth, she bathes my penis with her tongue and lips, going down itslength and back up again, one of her hands gently stroking my scrotum.By now I'm delirious with pleasure. I pull on her side, signalling Iwant her to do 69.
"Not today, I just ended my period," she explains, and then goesback to work. I'm a bit disappointed, but I soon get over it when shetakes my penis into her mouth. As she starts bobbing her head, Ibrush her hair aside so I can watch. I'm a very visual person, andthis excites me more. She starts going slower, almost the full lengthof my penis disappearing into her mouth. I really don't know how shedoes that -- I couldn't swallow anything seven inches long. But itturns me on immensely until I can't take it anymore. Just before Ipass the point of no return, I pull her back up to me.
"I don't want to come that way," I say. She's on top of me andwe begin to kiss again, much more passionately than before. Givingoral sex turns her on -- I'm glad she likes it as much as me. I reachdown and begin to play with her clitoris. She moves her hips in acircular motion, getting more excited all the time. I pull thepanties I love so much to the side and replace my hand with my penis.I find the opening and slide in full length with no effort -- she'svery wet by now. She props herself up with her arms and begins movingslowly up and down. Her breasts are inches from my face, so I pullher bra down and suck on her right nipple. She gives a little cry ofdelight and begins moving faster as I nurse one breast and stroke theother. It's not long before she starts coming. I grab her ankles asshe begins moving very fast and match her strokes. She comes so hardthat she lunges forward and buries her head in my shoulder so shedoesn't scream -- there are three other people in the apartment. Shecomes for a full thirty seconds. It feels so good I can't hold mineeither, although I wanted to. As I have my own orgasm I almost yell,too. It's so intense when we come together, and it happens often. Shecollapses on me and I go completely limp. We lay there for awhile,her vagina having gentle spasms. I like that feeling so I don't pullout right away. When she gets her energy back, she slowly rolls offof me and lays beside me with her head on my chest.
"That was great, baby. But I wanted to last longer."
"Yes, it was great. But who says we're finished for the night?"
I come back to the present as I reach my destination. Thinkingabout last week made my pants a bit crowded again. As I look out onthe lake, I can't help but wonder what she'll wear for me tomorrow.