Standard disclaimer: This story contains adult language and explicit sexual situations and is NOT intended for minors. If you are a minor or offended by material of a sexual nature, do not continue reading.
Copywrite 1998 by Carisa and Rick.
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"Schnapps, get off that counter," Rick groused, as he shooed the snow white cat from it's favorite perch. "Bad cat," he said, firmly, but not unkindly. How could he be unkind to the one living link left between him and his late wife? Melissa had named the cat Peppermint, but he had always refused to call it that, feeling it was a bit too sissy for the big tom.
Melissa had been gone for three years now, succumbing from a long battle with breast cancer that had slowly stolen her away from him. The first year following had been the worst. Not only did he have to learn to live alone after 25 years of marriage, but his friends, uncomfortable about what to say to him or how to treat him had avoided coming around or calling. By the beginning of the second year, Rick had been through his five phases of loss, finally accepting the fact that Melissa was gone and knowing her well enough to know that she would not want him to mourn her forever. Still, while the desire to go out and meet people had reemerged, he was not the kind of person to go out by himself, so his life for the last two years had been all work and no play, focusing solely on his career.
Reaching up, Rick opened the cupboard and extracted a can of cat food for Schnapps. "Mmm, kidney and giblets," he said aloud to the cat, who was now rubbing and loving Rick's ankle. "Sure, who's your daddy now?" he smiled. As if on cue, the big white tom rolled over onto his back with his feet up in the air, as if to will Rick to bend over and rub his exposed belly, which of course, Rick did. He really did love the cat, although he was loath to admit it in front of anyone.
A knock on the door startled both of them, sending Schnapps back to his feet and scurrying under the coffee table nearest the door. Scaredy cat? Well, maybe, but the curiosity part of the cat won out over all else. Rick stood, brushing the cuff of his slacks casually to remove what fur he could from it as he made his way to the door of the apartment. As he opened it, he was hoping the person on the other side of it hadn't noticed the momentary gaping of his mouth as he saw her. She was tall, with a nice figure and had what he considered the three sexiest attributes a woman could have. He hated to think he was a shallow person. After all, once he met a woman he really did think that intelligence and a sense of humor were the most important things in a relationship, but for pure physical attraction it was hard to beat long legs, beautiful eyes, and red hair. And this woman possessed all three of those in spades! And that smile
"Hi," she said around that incredible smile. "I hope I'm not bothering you. My name is Carisa, I recently just moved in to an apartment down the hall," she paused to take notice of the man that stood before her. Her smile got a little bit bigger as her eyes ran down his body. She was glad to notice the cat at his feet, so that her admiration was not so obvious. Kneeling down she offered an outstretched hand to the shy cat and a few words of encouragement. "Come here pretty cat, come here," her soft words lured the cat from his feet to her hand. "What is your cat's name?" she asked as she lavished her attention on him.
"Schnapps, if you go by my name for him and Peppermint if you go by what my wife calls him." Rick realized that he talked about her once again as though she was still here. He wanted to correct that impression but he felt uncomfortable with blurting it out it seemed disrespectful in some way. He just smiled involuntarily instead.
Carisa laughed, "Well isn't that the way it always is, married couples can't even agree on the pet's name!" She wondered if the giggle hid her slight disappointment at hearing the word "wife"? She stood back, Schnapps curled himself around her hi-heels and bare ankles. Collecting her thoughts she felt it was best to state her purpose then and leave. "Actually the reason that I came to your door is that this letter was in my mailbox when I came home and it has your apartment number on it. The efficiency of the US Postal service at work!" She gave a giggle as she handed the white envelope to him sure that everyone could identify with that thought.
Rick's laugh gave her the assurance she was right. His hand brushed hers as he took it and Carisa felt a tingle go through her. She looked warmly into his eyes. "Well, I better go neighbor, see you around," then she turned towards her apartment. Walking away, she realized that she hadn't heard the door close and became conscientious knowing she was being watched. She would have been more excited about his interest if there wasn't one little problem, "married." She took a deep breath as she reached her door, she opened it and stepped in without looking back, leaning against the door as it shut.
Shaking her head in frustration, she bent down to pet her long haired Persian companion that strolled in from the other room to greet her. "Hey Cleo, I have a question for you?" as she pet the silky gray fur adoringly. "Why is it baby that all the good one are already taken?" She laughed at her question and then added, "Hey, but I might have found you a friend!" With that comment she turned her thoughts from Rick to supper.
Living alone left mealtime less then desirable. The cupboards in the kitchen looked about as barren as her love life, she rolled her eyes and groaned. "Two disappointments in a row Cleo! I can't take this. I need something chocolate to make it better!" There was a knock at her door. "Oh good Cleo, maybe somebody ordered out and they are delivering it to the wrong place! We are saved!"
She chuckled as she opened the door, and was more than surprised to see the handsome "married" neighbor she had just met. She was even more surprised to see the carton of Ben and Jerry's Dastardly Mash he was holding in his hand, complete with one of those cheesy stick on bows trying desperately to slide off the top as he attempted to hold it in place with one finger.
"Hi Carisa," he said softly, smiling nervously. "I just wanted to give you a little 'welcome to the complex' gift, and to thank you for bringing the envelope over. It's something I had been waiting for."
"Oh my," she grinned, "I'm not even going to tell you what I was just talking to my cat about er, I probably shouldn't even tell you I was talking to my cat!"
"Why not, I talk to mine all the time. They're great company when you live alone."
"Alone?" she queried. Then, without skipping a beat, went for all the marbles, "I thought you had mentioned a wife "
"Oh, that," he hesitated. "I sometimes catch myself talking about Melissa in the present tense. The truth is I lost her to an illness three years ago. I guess it's just a hard habit to break after being married for 25 years. Oh my gosh, I haven't even really introduced myself. I'm sorry, my name is Rick," he said, holding out his hand which still happened to have the pint of ice cream in it. Fumbling around to switch hands, the bow went one direction, the carton of ice cream another, landing with a plop on the carpet.
"Oh geez, look what I've done now," he cringed, as he knelt down to pick up the container. Carisa instinctively knelt and reached for it at the same time, her hand arriving a moment behind his, covering his hand with hers. Their eyes met and locked for what seemed like minutes, even though it was but a few seconds.
"I'm sorry to hear about your wife," she said sincerely. "I'm sure that was very hard for you."
Nodding no words were really necessary he continued his searching of her beautiful eyes, from one to the other and back again, resisting the impulse to do what he wanted to do so desperately. To reach over and touch her lovely face, to run his fingers through her flowing red hair, to feel her sensual lips against his it had been so long
Breaking his spell, she asked, "Would you like to share this with me?"
"I'd like that very much," he replied, as they stood, Carisa turning toward the door and closing it to the hallway as his eyes surveyed the soft curves of her body. Carisa took a deep breath as she closed the door, sensing something had drastically changed in just a few moments time. Turning back around she smiled at Rick with a new glimmer in her eye.
"Well come on, follow me to the kitchen and lets see if we can find a spoon for this delectable dessert. You aren't afraid to share a spoon are you??" she laughed as she walked into the kitchen, Rick following right behind her not wanting to miss a thing. She was busy digging in the silverware drawer while Rick made himself comfortable in one of the kitchen chairs. Carisa meandered over to the table pre-occupied with getting the first scoop of ice cream on the spoon. She kicked off her hi-heels along the way. Rick noticed how attractive her small bare feet were, each toenail painted fire engine red.
"Speaking of fire," he thought to himself as he squirmed a little more trying to reposition the obvious rise in his slacks. The spoon was brimming with the cold treat as Carisa waved it by Rick's mouth.
"Would you like to taste this? It sure looks good, huh?" and as soon as he opened his mouth to accept the gracious offer thrilled at the idea of being hand fed, she quickly took it away and put it in her own mouth. He watched as her full lips folded around the spoon, noticing that she took her time to pull it out slowly, and then licked her lips. "Mmmmmmmmm this sure is good!" she teased. As she laughed. Rick's boyish grin spread from ear to ear. Nothing he liked more than a woman that was a little feisty.
Carisa thought about what she was doing. Geez she just met this man. She didn't want him to think that she would just give herself to any man that brought her ice cream, but as she surveyed his long body, his muscular arms, his face, oh that charming face with its boyish grin, she felt every ounce of decency in her body replaced by desire.
"Tease " was all he said, as he watch Carisa's tongue caress her own lips, chasing the last drip of the decadent confection. "Me?" she responded, her eyes twinkling in the light of the kitchen. She proceeded to dip the spoon once again in the chocolately combination of ice cream, pecans, raisins and dark chocolate chunks, this time offering the spoon to Rick, lightly touching the bottom of the spoon against his tongue as his eyes closed, his lips surrounding the spoon in exquisite pleasure. As she slowly withdrew the spoon from his mouth, his mind flashed to an image of Carisa laying naked and supine on the bed, his cold tongue circling her nipple as it puckered and hardened under the frigid assault of his wanton mouth, the sublime feeling of her firm breasts against his hands, her hard nipple against his tongue, circling, stroking .
"Are you still with me?" she asked, breaking his journey into fantasy, his eyes snapping open to see her eyes only inches away. God, he could just melt into those eyes. His hand, with a mind of its own, reached up and stroked her face, his fingertips caressing her porcelain skin.
"For as long as you want," he whispered, tentatively moving his face closer to hers. Carisa did not move away as his cold lips touched hers, his fingertips tracing a path along her temple, down her cheek, following the line of her jaw. His heart rate accelerated as he felt the warm exhalation from her pert nose against his cheek. He never wanted this feeling to end.
Slowly pulling away from the kiss, he once again looked into her eyes. "I think I better go," he said softly. The questioning look on Carisa's face, a mixture of confusion and sadness, prompted him to go on. "Carisa, you overwhelm me. I have never wanted another woman since Melissa died, but there is nothing I want more right now than to wrap myself up in you, spend the night making love with you, wake up next to you in the morning. I also know I want more than that with you."
Carisa wondered just how closely Rick had looked into her eyes. Did he just express what his thoughts were, or did he perhaps read her mind and tell each want as he saw it there? She closed her eyes and put her fingers over his as he caressed her face, she brushed her cheek against his hand like a cat starved for affection. She released a deep audible breath in response to his touch.
Carisa opened her eyes and looked in earnest at the person before her. "Rick, it doesn't make sense to me to have met you 20 minutes ago, and to now be pondering making love to you."
Before she could finish her thought, Rick quickly answered as he stood up. "I know Carisa, that is why it is best if I leave now." Not able to move fast enough for his liking, Rick turned and headed to the front door. He felt that he had overstepped the boundaries that have kept him safe for the last 3 years. The fantasy he had moments ago, now lay crushed at the bottom of his heart. It was all happening so fast, he just wanted to escape from the uncertainty and embarrassment of having spoken so freely. After 25 years of marriage and 3 years of only making his furry partner happy, he realized he wasn't ready for this kind of rejection. He wished he had stayed home with Schnapps and watched him eat giblets and kidney delight, but as his hand made contact with the front door, Carisa's hand reached his.
She moved in front of him. She looked again into his eyes, only this time she slipped her hands around his waist. "I don't believe that you heard 'everything' that I wanted to tell you Rick. Yes, I can't imagine having met you 20 minutes ago and now pondering making love to you. But truth be known, I have never wanted something so badly in my whole life. Please don't leave me, I want you to stay."
Carisa stepped into his body, pressing herself tight against his, holding him in a warm embrace. She laid her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it raced with each stroke of her hand on his back. Like the dry earth depleted of water ravenously drinks up the raindrops from a summer cloudburst, Carisa's thirst for him was wanton. She had met a lot of men over the last year, but they did nothing for her. Yet, standing next to Rick, feeling the electricity run through her body, she knew he was the one. A storm of desire had blown in from out of the blue, but Carisa knew that when it ran its course, and passed over them, she wanted so much more with him. It seemed crazy to even think she barely knew him! But that message was consuming her heart.
Her thoughts were lost as she felt his hands caressing her body, and tugging at her shirt pulling it out of her skirt. Stepping back for a moment Carisa looked at Rick and smiled. She took his hand and lead him to her bedroom which sported a four poster bed that had been in her family forever. The antique white lace curtains, the old quilt and fringed throw pillows that covered the bed gave the room a look of nostalgia from an era past. It was the perfect hideaway for two lovers looking to escape into a world all their own.
Standing at the foot of the bed, Rick looked into Carisa's eyes once again as his fingers slid along the collar of her blouse down to the ivory buttons along the front, slowly unfastening them one at a time. As he did so, the backs of his hands brushed across her exquisite breasts, her nipples responding through the delicate lace of her black bra. When all of the buttons had been loosed, his fingertips returned to her cheeks, touching them lightly as a feather on the wind, stroking as he brought his lips to hers once again in the tenderest of kisses. As he continued kissing her, first on the corner of her sensual mouth, then her cheek, then along her jaw line, his fingers traveled down her neck, along her collar bone, over her shoulders, sliding her blouse off and onto the floor.
His mouth moved to her neck, nibbling, nuzzling, as his fingertips lightly ran across her shoulder blades, down her spine, over the clasp of her bra and down the small of Carisa's back. His hands cupped her bottom, pulling her tightly against him, pressing his increasing hardness through the layers of material, against her mons, eliciting a soft moan from her sweet lips. "I want to taste every part of you," he whispered into her neck as he continued tracing his tongue along her sweet skin.
Carisa tilted her head back, her beautiful red hair flowing further down her back, as Rick's mouth moved on to the hollow of her throat, his tongue tracing a line from there down between her breasts, darting into the cleavage formed by the bra she was still wearing. One hand left her firm buttocks, sliding upward to the strap of her bra, deftly unhooking it in one motion. Sliding his fingers beneath the shoulder straps he slowly removed it from her, pausing from his oral ministrations to appreciate how her breasts were gradually revealed to him. Carisa's hands went to his head, her fingers sliding through his fine hair, pulling him tightly against her breasts as his mouth found first one, then the other, the tip of his tongue circling a nipple, his mouth surrounding it, then fluttering the tip of his tongue against the hardness of it as he sucked it harder into his demanding mouth, his teeth grazing against it.
Kneeling down, his kisses moved farther down Carisa's body, along her abdomen, his tongue circling and darting in and out of her navel. His hands stroked the calf of her leg, sliding upward, fingertips caressing behind her knee, farther upward, under the hem of her short skirt. Rick's tongue traced the waist band of her skirt as he discovered to his delight that Carisa wore stockings, the lacy tops under his fingertips, moist from the sweet nectar that had trickled down upon them, then the slick smoothness of the creamy flesh of her thigh. Bringing his fingers to his mouth as he looked up into her doe eyes, inserting them into his mouth, she could see how much he enjoyed the taste of her.
Completely possessed by his desire for her, he took the hem of her skirt, raised it quickly and held it around her waist, his eyes level with the black laciness of her panties. Running his tongue along the inside of her thigh, she took a step to the side, opening herself for him. Putting his mouth full on her panties, he sucked and stroked her clit through the material, her hands going to his head, pulling him tight against her. Taking his finger, he moved the leg band to the side, exposing her soft folds to his mouth and tongue. As his tongue traveled through her wet pussy, he slid first one, then two fingers inside her. Sliding his fingers in and out, hooking them so that the tip of his middle finger found the fleshy part inside her that, when stroked, made her involuntarily rock her hips back and forth against him.
As Carisa's moans increased and her hips thrust harder against him, his mouth encircled her hard clit. As he sucked her deeper into his mouth, his tongue stroked in rhythm with the rocking of her sexy hips. Her breathing, shallow at first, began to come in more ragged breaths as her climax began to approach. Sucking harder, stroking his fingers deeper in and out of her pussy, their rhythm perfectly synchronized, her orgasm washed over her, coming in wave after wave of pleasure. Just as she would peak, he would back off slightly, letting her slide down the far crest of the wave, then build up once again, sending her over the edge once more
"Oh my God Rick!" the words sounded more like a moan breathlessly exhaled. His fingers knew exactly where to touch her and how. It had been so long and it felt SO GOOD! She wondered if 'it' had ever felt this wonderful?
Carisa's fingers ran madly through his hair. Looking down and seeing his face buried in her only fanned the flame of her wanton passion. Taking hold of his ears, she playfully tugged at them. Rick looked up at her eyes glazed with desire and felt her prompting to come to her. As he took one last lick her inebriating juices he ran his hands up her body to her breasts. Rising, he stopped to lick circles around the rigid nipples, biting them gently. His tongue explored back up her chest, neck and jaw until his tongue met hers.
"I want you so badly Rick," her words transforming to action. She took her tongue and licked around the outside of his mouth, savoring the flavor of her cum on his lips and face, moaning softly in approval of the taste of herself on his flesh.
Her hands were diligently in pursuit of her desire, undoing his belt and pants. Slipping her anxious fingers into the waist of his slacks and under the waistband of his underwear, in one fell swoop she left his face and slide down his body along with his clothing. Nudging Rick gently back, he dropped into a sitting position on the edge of the bed as Carisa took off his shoes and socks, releasing his clothing. Sitting on her knees she surveyed the new frontier open for her exploration. Rick's eyes were momentarily closed as she grazed her fingernails lightly up and down his legs. Her eyes couldn't help but fall on his fully hardened cock, precum exuding from its depths just for her.
She looked at his face again and this time he was watching her as she eyed his manhood. Carisa gave an approving grin as she ran her tongue slowly across her full lips. Putting her hands on the floor, she bent over and kissed and tongued her way up his legs, tenderly caressing his legs with her hands as she moved upward. Rick watched as her red hair fell over his legs, and her red lips pressed themselves against his skin. "What a beautiful picture," he thought to himself. As a sigh of excitement passed his lips, Carisa looked up, never taking her attention off his legs as she scooted further between them.
Rick only knew that he wanted more. He spread his legs wide for her and leaned back on the bed, balancing himself on his elbows as her tongue lapped at his inner thighs. Carisa loved how he wanted her, how he opened himself up to her desire. Slipping her hands under his yet unremoved shirt, Carisa's fingers moved in a sinuous way up his belly. Her tongue slithered into the creases of his legs and across his tight balls then moved up the length of his rock hard shaft. Her tongue lingering on the head of his cock from which the juices of Eden flowed, she moaned as she indulged herself in the scrumptious delight.
Once again making eye contact with Rick, she smiled. He watched as her lips parted and then her mouth consumed his stiff hard on in one heartbeat. As a loud deplore of ecstasy escaped from his heart he gasped and his whole body tensed. Her hands had found his nipples and she was rolling them between her thumb and index finger as her mouth greedily sucked on him. There was no doubt what she wanted, she wasn't playing around.
Carisa closed her eyes, concentrating on only accomplishing her impetuous pursuit for the taste of Rick's love juice. She squeezed his nipples tighter between her fingers as her head bobbed up and down the full length of his cock. Rick was watching in disbelief of the moment. Replaying for himself briefly how everything had gone from a freak meeting, to spilt ice cream, to an open confession of wanting to make love to her and so much more, to laying here now watching this beautiful woman taking his cock over and over again. It seemed more like fantasy than reality, but there was no mistaking the sensation of her mouth on his throbbing member. He was so close to fulfilling her wish, even though he had wishes of his own, but at this moment all he wanted was to fulfill hers.
Reaching down, his fingers entwined in Carisa's beautiful red hair. God, he was such a sucker for red hair, one of his biggest turn ons, and he loved hers. The fact that she had one of the most beautiful bodies he had ever seen was icing on the cake, but that hair. The way it caressed his skin as she had moved over him, the way it now blanketed his balls as she sucked him deeply into her luscious mouth. Using his hands, he guided her strokes, slowing her as he was about to come, quickening her sliding rhythm as he calmed down, bringing him to the edge, letting the feeling slightly ebb, then bringing him once again to the brink. He knew when this was done, the climax he experienced was more intense, the ejaculate more copious, and besides it felt so damned good to have Carisa surrounding him he really didn't want that feeling to end just yet.
Looking up into his eyes, seeing them glazed with a lust she had never witnessed before, never having felt so wanted before. They had just met, yet she knew everything he wanted. Letting his hard cock slip from her lips, she moved up his body, kissing his abdomen as her breasts brushed across his hardness. The moan from his lips confirmed what she already knew. Taking his shaft in her hand, she brushed the sensitive tip across her nipples, giving them a glistening coating of pre cum, then placed his cock between her breasts, pressing them together with her hands, sliding up and down as his cock fucked her breasts, her tongue darting out as his hips thrust upward, flicking the tip of her tongue against the tip of his cock, a thin strand of cum stretching between the two as his hips moved downward once again.
"Oh, Jesus, Car...that feels SO good baby..." he whispered.
"I want you to come for me lover. I want to taste you just as you wanted to taste me. I want to please you as much as you have pleased me," she said, as she moved her mouth once again over his turgid shaft. As she sucked the head of his cock like a straw in a thick milk shake, she pumped his shaft from the base upward to the tip as though she were milking his climax from him.
As the exquisite feeling began to well up in his belly, signaling the impending release he craved, she could feel his balls tighten in her hand, almost disappearing up into his scrotum. She felt the head of his cock mushrooming inside her mouth, against her tongue which was wrapped around it. She felt the initial jerk of his manhood inside her mouth and against her hand as his contractions began. And she felt him cum...over...and over...and over...and over...for what seemed like forever. It seemed he would never stop cumming and as fast as she tried to swallow to keep up with him, she found it impossible, because of how long it had been and the attention she had been paying to him. Some of the pearl white liquid began dribbling from the corners of her mouth, sliding down his still hard shaft and using her tongue, she caught it not wanting to lose a drop of his essence.
"Come up here," Rick said softly as he took her hands and drew her toward him. Carisa lay upon him, her soft breasts gentle against his chest, and he took her face gently in his hands, bringing her lips to his, sharing a deep kiss and sharing himself with her. He loved the taste of himself mingled with the taste of her lips, her mouth, her tongue. He had never been one to be able to keep his hands still after making love and tonight was no exception. As they shared intense kisses, his hands stroked her shoulders, her back, his fingertips traced lightly down along her spine, causing her to shiver as they reached the small of her back, they cupped her bottom and pulled her tightly against himself.
She lay her head on his chest, hearing his rhythmic breathing. "Do you want to sleep baby?" she asked.
"No lover...if I sleep I'm afraid I will wake up and find this was all an incredible dream. I just want to lay here, touching you, feeling you against me, smelling your wonderful fragrance...our wonderful fragrance...and never leave," he replied earnestly. "Besides..." he smiled as she felt his hardness growing against her once again.
Carisa gave Rick a seductive grin that would have wooed the toughest customer into her web, but he was more than willing to comply to whatever her little heart desired. Carisa spread her legs so they straddled his pelvis, his hard cock immediately assumming its rightful position between the soft wet folds of her pussy. Sensually, she caressed his chest with her hands as they made their way up to his shoulders, her painted fingernails weaving in and out of the curls of hair. As she reached his shoulders, she held them tight using them as the catalyst to assist her in rocking her body back and forth against his inflated love tool.
"Ohhhhh...Ohhhhh...Ohhhhhh!" was her cry as a wave of passion was building in her soul, Rick's stiff cock rubbing back and forth against her peaking button was a piece of heaven. Suddenly, she knew that she wanted more, she needed his hardness deep inside her. Taking her hands off his shoulders she sat up on her knees hovering above the object of her need. Putting his cock into her hand, she positioned it tight against her tunnel of desire so that she could just slide down onto him. She reveled in the feel of his throbbing hard on against her own pulsing pussy. "Ohhhhhhh, this is going to feel so good baby," she purred in a lurid voice.
Rick wasn't sure if she was talking to him or if she was lost in the fury of her want and speaking out loud to herself, but he could have cared less which, as she gradually released her body from its perch, and slowly as she stared him in the eyes, let her voluptuous flesh devour him whole. "OH JESUS CAR, OH JESUS, YES, TAKE ME HONEY, FUCK ME!" he found himself calling like a prisoner begging for mercy. Carisa responded to his summons for satisfaction without hesitation. The yearning she herself was feeling demanded a climax. She reached out her hands and Rick grabbed them in his own. Rick helped balance her as she began to ride him with wild abandonment his hips bucking her, He felt her pussy tighten against his swollen cock.
Her cry of pleasure told him she was cumming. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh RICK...YES...YES!" she panted breathlessly, slowing her movement for a moment. Rick kept his hips moving, noticing that every time he slide in and out of her as she came it brought a delectable gasp and her body shuddered. As the wave of orgasm became more manageable, and she regained control she whispered to him in a slow contented voice, "Baby, I feel, soooooo good."
"Roll over on your back Carisa, and let me show you how much better I can make you feel." Rick was grinning from ear to ear as made that suggestion.
"But, .I want something else honey, I want something more..." Carisa seemed almost drugged with passion. Their hands still clasped together, Rick pulled her to him as he extended their hands above his head, his hard shaft still twitching deep within her. As her face reached his, he kissed her closed eyelids gently, she was absorbed in the aftermath of her hard orgasm. He continued to lavish his kisses on her whole face over and over again. As he kissed her bottom lip, she extended her tongue to lick over his, their mouths pursued a frenzied kiss the flame of desire still hot.
Car pulled her one hand out of his and reached between her legs as she lifted herself up on her knees once again, interrupting the dance their tongues were engaged in. Rick looked at her, "Tell me darlin, what is it I can do for you?" he asked in a gentlemanly way. Patient yet anxious, he was sure that she would give him an answer pleasing to his ears.
Taking hold of his rigid cock, soaked in her cum, she rubbed her crease with it back to her ass, finding the tight entrance that she was looking for. "You know what I want lover? I want you to ass fuck me. Would you do that? I want it bad..." She was already busy leaning her body against him, pushing the head of his cock within her.
How did she do it, he wondered in amazement. Was she psychic? Was she a mind reader? How could she possibly know that his second favorite thing, second only to eating her sweet pussy, was to feel his cock surrounded by her tight ass? Or was it that they were so incredibly compatible sexually that they both wanted the same thing all the time? Rolling Carisa over onto her back, his hands reached under her knees, pressing them up to her chest. "You were reading my mind lover," he said in a throaty voice. As she held her knees to her chest, spread on either side of her beautiful breasts, Rick repositioned the head of his cock against the rosebud of her ass. Pressing firmly but gently against her, he watched as he felt the initial 'pop' of his head entering her. Carisa gasped, not in pain, but with pleasure. His eyes moved from hers, to the vision of his cock disappearing inside her, and back again. Her breathing was measured as she relaxed, allowing his hard shaft to enter her completely.
When he was buried fully inside her, he leaned forward, his shoulders against her calves, holding them in position as his mouth went to her breasts. Licking circles around her nipples, taking them into his mouth, sucking, fluttering the tip of his tongue against their puckered hardness, his hands reaching down, taking hold of her cheeks, spreading them wide, she could feel the slap of his heavily laden balls against her as he slid his cock in and out of her.
Rick's hands slid back upward, over the curve of Carisa's waist, along the swell of her sides, over her shoulders, using the leverage to bury himself to the hilt inside her tightness. As he was fully inside her, his hands moved further up, completely entangling themselves in the hair that he loved, of the woman he loved. Smothering her face, lips, nose, eyes, ears in kisses, his passion so intense he could not control himself. He could not get enough of this beautiful woman who was giving herself so completely to him. He never wanted this to end, he never wanted to be apart from her, he never wanted to live alone again, and much more than that, he wanted to give this woman everything he had to give, mentally, physically, emotionally.
"Oh God..." she cried, as the curve of his cock pressed against the thin membrane that separated her ass from her pussy, massaging that magical spot inside her, causing her hips to involuntarily thrust upward against his own powerful thrusts, cumming yet again as her fingernails dug into his shoulders.
She could feel his hardness swelling inside her, knowing he was on the edge once again. Taking his head in her hands, she held his mouth firmly against hers, their tongues exploring, demanding inside each other, feeling his moans of divine ecstasy in her mouth as he came with a furry inside her unlike anything either had ever felt before.
"Stay inside me honey," she said as his climax subsided.
"I'm not going anywhere...until I have to angel," Rick responded.
Rolling over carefully, they remained connected as one, their hands stroking, caressing each other until nature finally overcame their desire to remain as one. Exhausted, they fell asleep in each other's arms, dreaming the dreams of lovers, more content than they had ever been in their lives. The last thing Carisa heard as they drifted off was, "I love you, Car..."