'Tis the Season

"Fair enough. The water is the perfect temperature, and this view is incredible, both inside and outside of the tub."

"So, you actually do have a few smooth lines."

"Very few."

We sat talking and enjoyed the spectacular view of the city that never sleeps, talking about our lives and loves until Becky turned so that her back was exposed to me and handed me a cloth was a bar of girlie smelling soap. I washed her back and gently caressed her sides while doing so. As I ran my fingers up from her hips to her stomach, I brushed the sides of her breasts in what I would remember as the first sexual contact with this goddess. After rinsing Becky's back, she pushed herself back into my chest and turned to kiss me. I took the opportunity to wrap my arms around her in a hug and took a hold of her breast. We sat like this for a few minutes until Becky asked what was poking her in the back.

"I think that it's a rubber ducky."

"Well it feels more like the Loch Ness Monster, from where I'm sitting."

Becky spun around and got up on her knees and for the first time I was able to view her glorious breasts that I had been holding only moments before. They were perfect, with light pink areolas and nipples. There was no stopping me from attacking them with my mouth. I sucked and nibbled like a madman, but Becky had other plans for me.

"Sit on the edge of the tub."

When I did so, I was rewarded with what turned out to be the best blow job of my life. Becky took me into her mouth and inch by inch swallowed my cock. After bottoming out she applied a vacuum like pressure that I have never before experienced. This woman's level was expertise was unmatched. She moved up and down while swirling her tongue around the head of my penis and the bottom side of my shaft. At times, I couldn't resist the urge to thrust forward which caused Becky to gag slightly, but she took it like a champ and never complained once. This was not your run of the mill soft gentle blow job, it was load aggressive and wet. Lot's of slobber. Thank god we were in the tub. I felt Becky's tiny hand wrap around the base of my cock, and she began to rapidly stroke me while sucking the top half of my cock. I knew that there was no way I would last at this pace and I could tell that Becky sensed my impending eruption.

When I told Becky that I was really close, she just looked me in the eyes and sucked harder. It was only a few seconds later that I exploded into her mouth. No coughing, spitting or overflow, Becky swallowed every single drop. When she released my cock, I eased back into the warm water and Becky leaned back into my waiting arms.

"Oh...my...god, that was fucking incredible, thank you so much."

"I don't want you to thank me Max, I want you to try and top it when it's your turn."

"Oh, you can rest assured that I will try my best."

We stayed like that for a while longer, kissing, touching and caressing each other. Becky spun a little to her right so that she was sitting almost sideways on my lap and lifted her right leg up on to the side of the stone tub so that I had better access to her vagina. My hand and fingers found her slit and clitoris exactly where they were supposed to be. Becky's labia felt warm and soft while her clit felt as hard as a stone pebble. We couldn't seem to get enough of each other Becky kissed me with an over enthusiastic passion, our tongues entwined, moaning into my mouth while I eagerly worked her most sensitive areas with my thumb and fingers. Becky nuzzled her mouth into my neck and bit down as she clenched her thighs together in her first orgasm of the evening.

"Hey, no leaving marks."

"Maybe I'm trying to mark you up, so that none of those little sluts at my daddy's office try to claim you as their own, it's for your own safety."

"I bet it is. If you bit me that hard with me just using my hand on you, then I'm in a shit load of trouble later."

"Oh really, why exactly is that?''

"Because, I have never really been that good when it comes to working with my hands, but I can captivate an audience with my mouth, so you might say that I am gifted orally, a true craftsman with my tongue.''

"That's awfully big talk, are you willing to back it up?"

"Anything for the lady."

Becky set a timer on the tub to keep the water at a warm temperature, in the case that we decided to return after our other adventures. Standing in front of me, I had my first look at her fully naked body, and I was surely not disappointed. One couldn't help but admire her beauty from head to toe. That long red hair pulled up into a sexy ponytail, was enough to make me hard all alone, but Becky's assets extended well beyond her hair. She had true model beauty and a body that was softly toned but not athletic, square solid shoulders, perfect C cup breasts, a smooth flat stomach, very nice shapely hips, with a nice hard firm ass, a cute protruding clitoris with a meaty labia and long lean legs. This girl is definitely, a 10. When I stood, Becky looked down at my rock hard penis and said, "I'll take that as a compliment." I replied that she absolutely should.

I helped Becky into a plush white robe that had been draped over the end of the tub and helped her pat herself dry. In turn, Becky gave me a towel to use and we headed toward her bed. I was not surprised to find that when I climbed into her bed, the sheets were the softest things that have ever touched my naked body.

"So Mr. Cole, are you ready to captivate your audience or are you just full of hot air?"

"Oh no Ms. Williams, I am fully prepared to complete the task at hand, but you must be fore warned that upon completion of said task, you may be compelled to ask for repeat performances of my oral presentations."

"Prove it."

For the first time this evening I actually felt somewhat in control of the situation. Becky was laying back waiting on my next move, so I was in no hurry. I traced my tongue down her neck, licking and nibbling as I went. Softly clutching her nipples between my teeth, she let out a small squeal, but didn't resist my love bites. Moving back and forth, from right to left, I licked and sucked her beautiful tits, but Becky is a girl with a mind of her own and I understood what she wanted when she placed both of her hands on my head and softly pushed me south. I received a small slap when I stopped to tickle her belly button with my tongue, so I continued my journey. When my chin touched the top of her small short red landing strip, I knew that heaven and its pearly gates were awaiting my arrival.

My tongue pushed its way into her vagina, opening it like an early Christmas present and it was greeted with a flood of her sticky juices. The subtle sweet nectar was the best thing that I can remember tasting in my life. My actions of sucking her pussy lips and flicking her clit made Becky purr, so I used my thumb and index finger to part her meaty lips so that I could probe her soft hole, I placed a finger at the opening of her wet vagina and slipped it in with ease, alongside of my tongue. I used a piston like motion to keep Becky fully engaged. Her purring became more like softer moaning as she grabbed hands full of the sheets and dug her heels into the mattress as if doing some frog like swimming motion. I knew I had Becky on the ropes so, going for broke, I removed my finger from her pussy and placed at her anus. Becky tensed up but did not try to stop me as I pressed forward. Once I had pushed my finger all the way into her sweet asshole, I doubled my speed and contact on her clit. The soft tugging on my hair pulling my face closer to her honey pot informed me that Becky was almost at the end of her rope. My full-frontal attack continued until Becky went stiff, belting out a semi scream along with an "gaaaaah" like sound. But not one quit before the job is done, I sucked her clit into my mouth and circled it with my tongue. Becky's body shook with mini convulsions, until she grabbed my head and said "enough". The Grinch. How dare she stop me? I was just getting started.

Breathing heavily, pulling me up to her face for a kiss, she was definitely not afraid to taste herself, Becky told me that she needed some more wine and a short time-out, before moving on to the main event.

I filled up her glass and mine and returned to the sanctuary of her warm bed.

"Well Axe, I'm impressed. You didn't lie when you told me that you were orally gifted, you must get lots of practice?"

"Not really. I haven't had a girlfriend for over 6 months or so and I haven't really been with anyone since she broke up with me, but I don't think it's a skill that you easily forget."

"You're telling me that had a girlfriend and she broke up with you? You obviously never did that to her, because only a fucking idiot would let a tongue like that get away. I'm actually thinking about making you my sex slave Axe."

"You don't notice me complaining or trying to run away, do you? besides, I am looking forward to our 10 year, high school reunion, because I can't wait to see the look on everyone's face when I tell them that I went down on Little Becky Rotten Crotch."

"Fuck you, it's Rebecca." Becky said with a smile. "and I'll tell everyone that you have a small dick and you don't even know how to use it."

"Well that may not even be a lie. You might be right, maybe I don't know how to use it.

"I highly doubt it, but I am eager to find out whenever you're ready."

"When I'm ready? Are you kidding? Have you have seen yourself in a mirror? You are absolutely the most beautiful creature that I have ever had the pleasure of seeing and I've been painfully hard ever since I first laid eyes on you this evening, so if you're ever wondering if I'm ready, the answer will always be yes."

Becky laughed and flung her leg over me so that she was sitting astride my waist. I could feel the heat radiating from her inferno as she started to grind up against me. I reached up to play with Becky's tits and she moved herself down so that she pinned my penis between her pussy and my stomach and began to slowly slide back and forth so that the head almost pushed into her opening. Her love juices made a mess as they flowed freely down my dick and onto my balls, I couldn't have been happier.

"Becky, you keep doing that to me and I WILL be your sex slave."

"Like you have any choice in the matter Axe."

With Becky's next slide forward, I put my hands on her hips and pulled them just a couple inches closer to me. This motion allowed my cock to spring free and gave it the freedom that it needed to get aimed at its target. My lover knew exactly what my intention was and beat me to the punch when she reached between her legs, wrapped her hand around my cock and guided the head to her opening. I pushed up, Becky pushed down and in an instant, we joined as one. My penis welcomed the velvety warm embrace of her vagina. Becky looked down at me with wide eyes and leaned forward. We kissed with passion and love. I tried to move but Becky pinned me to the bed.

"Oh my god, not yet. Let me feel it in me for a while."

Not a problem with me. I could live like this forever. Becky had excellent control over her muscles and used them to squeeze my shaft, almost like a milking sensation. I'm quite certain that she could make me cum just like this, with zero movement. I cupped my hands, on Becky's ass cheeks and pulled her closed to me, this caused my cock to penetrate further into her, releasing a grunt. Becky lowered her face to the side of my face and placed one hand behind my neck, one hand on my chest and not so gently pulled on all the hair that she could grab and slowly she started to gyrate her hips. I moved just slightly not wanting to over step the boundary's that had been established. Together we chugged forward like a locomotive pulling a very long train, slow, slow, slow, faster, faster, faster, in and out, in and out, in and out, holy shit we are making love.

There would be no slowing down from here on in, we had the perfect steady rhythm going. Becky slammed down onto me with all the force that she could. I could feel her juices running down the crack of my ass, I reached down to touch the lips of her pussy so that I could wet my fingers in her frosh. When I brought my moist fingers to my mouth, Becky called me a "Naughty Boy" and kissed me so that she could once again taste her own love juices. The sensation of her velvet glove was almost more than I could handle, but I focused on not finishing too quickly.

Becky raised her body up off mine and rolled over onto her hands and knees. No invitation necessary here, I quickly assumed the position behind her. Her magnificent ass was pointed directly at me with its puckered hole and the beautiful lips of her pussy were inviting me in. What a view. I lined myself up and ease back into her wetness. With my hands on her hips I continued from where I had left off earlier, pumping in and out of her tight pussy. I felt Becky's soft hand reach between her legs and cup and squeeze my balls. She then moved her fingers to her clit, for a little bit of self-pleasure.

"Axe, I'm really close."

"That's fine." I told her and moved my hands to her breasts as I continued my mission.

Becky arched her back like a stretching cat and completely stopped moving when she came. The sounds that Becky made would almost enough for me to consider stopping, but I kept on thrusting into her tightness, holding on so that she could not pull away, but pull away she did. Becky lowered herself to the bed and rolled onto her back, with a curled index finger, she gave me a come hither sign and once again we were joined as one.

Missionary position, while very vanilla to some people, can actually be a very loving, there is a lot to be said about facing your partner while engaged in intercourse, the eye contact can be very sensual. Becky at this moment seemed to favor being just like this, her arms wrapped around my head and neck, her legs wrapped around my back, pulling me deeper into her with each thrust and our tongues entwined, we were lovers.

I could feel Becky beneath me, tensing once again, so with the pressure building to its breaking point in my balls, I knew that I was would not be very far behind her.

"Can I come in you?"

"Not unless you want to be a daddy."

Wow. Now there's something I had never given much thought to. With Becky's orgasm well on its way and my impending climax building, I started thrusting at a feverous pace. Becky pushed up off the bed and made a gurgling noise and it was all over for me. I stopped pushing and tried to pull out, but my princess had other ideas, she pushed her lips to mine and tightened her grip with her arms, legs and vagina, there would be no escape. Relenting I pushed deeply into her cervix and released a load of my very fertile seed.

We stayed coupled together until my soft spent penis, not so gracefully plopped out of Becky's oozing vagina. Still entwined, we cuddled, kissed and talked, I never wanted this night to end.

"Max, I'm so sorry but you tired me out, I need to get some sleep."

"Oh, okay. I'll get stuff and head out."

"NO!!! Stay with me, sleep here with me."

"Are you sure?" I asked, but didn't get an answer, instead Becky just pulled the luxurious blankets up over our naked bodies and kissed me goodnight. She was the most beautiful looking angel while she slept.

The warm winter sunlight cascaded through the huge windows, letting us know that morning was upon us. We spooned until nature called. Becky the first to leave the comfort of her bed and told me that she would return shortly. In Becky's absents, I took the opportunity to relieve myself and jump in the shower. A shower filled with nothing but very expensive girlie products. At least I would smell pretty when I was done.

Becky returned with a breakfast tray filled with pastries, juice, coffee and a bag containing a man's robe.

"I thought that you could wear this for a while, and we can lounge around and hang out if you don't have any plans for today."

"I'd like that, a lot. I don't have anything going on until work tomorrow. But if you have plans, it's no problem I can jet away, having said that, what's for breakfast?"

"Whatever's on the tray is fair game and if you play your cards right, maybe me after I have my shower." And with that she was gone. Becky returned sometime later wearing a fresh robe that tried, but failed, to hide the curves of her body. Becky was looking more radiant than I could have ever imagined, with her long red hair brushed back over her ears, falling down the center of her back and not wearing even a little bit of make-up. This woman was even more beautiful to me today.

Well as luck would have it, I must have played my cards right, because shortly after breakfast, I once again feasted on my favorite meal, Becky. Our matinee performance of our love making was a repeat of the past night with a few variables thrown in for fun. As morning turned into noon and noon turned into night, we continued to enjoy each other, conversation and sex alike. I shared things with Becky that I had never spoke of with anyone and she blushed when telling me of her past. I was more than a little surprised that she had only had two boyfriends.

When the time came for me to depart I simply asked Becky if she felt like coming back to my apartment with me, but she told me that she couldn't because of an early Monday morning meeting. I was invited to stay over again but, I didn't think showing up to the office in the same clothes I had worn on Saturday night was I good plan.

"When can I see you again?"

"I don't know Axe. I really don't know if I'll have any free time, with my upcoming schedule, I'm usually super busy over the holidays, but I will call you if anything becomes available."

My heart sank and I stood there, I was being swept to the curb with hat in hand, but I was too stupid to just leave. Fuck my life.

"Well Becky, sorry Rebecca, thanks for the great night, it was one of the better ones in my life, and if I don't happen to see you any time soon, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year."

Becky smiled, and almost dismissively kissed me on the cheek and opened her door.

I left the apartment feeling sad, but that feeling dissipated rapidly when I turned a corner and realized that I had no fucking idea how to get out of her daddy's house. Really? Is this really fucking happening? Every turn seemed to be a dead end. Stopping before every open doorway to listen, just in case anyone was in a room that might see me and think that I was burglar and call the cops. How the fuck do I get out of here? I couldn't backtrack to Becky's because every huge door looked the same. After 10 minutes of wandering aimlessly, I heard a noise behind me. I was the same maid that had taken my jacket overcoat the evening before. She smiled at me, shook her head and motion for me to follow her. Thank fucking Christ. Seconds later, I was in the elevator, I was home free.

That evening, throughout my restless night and into the morning I continually checked my phone, looking for, hoping for, fuck even praying for a text from Becky, but nothing would come.

I arrived at office at the usual time, surrounded by the usual groaning from the masses, but as grumpy as everyone seemed to be this Monday morning it was overshadowed by the irony of Burl Ives belting out "Have a Holly Jolly Christmas" in the background. I couldn't help but smile and I resigned myself to the fact that even if I had had the best sex of my life over the weekend, it just wasn't meant to be.

"Details Maxwell, I want fucking details. How was the party at the old man's? Were there whores? Was it an orgy? What man, what, out with it for fuck sake, you're killing me you little cunt."

"Easy Raj, there was none of that shit. It was a great time. Top shelf booze and cigars, here, I pocketed this for you, it's 10 years old and a Cuban."