Sara could feel Benjamin's member swelling heavily against her stomach, she took it gently in her fingers and began to fondle him into rigidity while still kissing his salty lips; he quivered under her touch as he throbbed in her burning hand. She rolled him over onto his back and sat on his legs; spreading apart her own and lowering herself upon his manhood that stood proudly in the moonlight.

  Benjamin was paralyzed by the intense sensation; her sheer size pressed down on his shaft incredibly as she slowly began to rotate her hips, firmly massaging him from every angle. The feeling excited him more, causing him to swell even larger. He felt Sara lower her upper body down upon his as she continued to gyrate. Her breasts pressed lightly into his face and he took them back into his hands and roughly stroked them as he listened to her breathing become heavy somewhere above him. He imagined gazing into her beautiful amber eyes as they melded together and his own pressure began to build.

  She began to moan as she rocked back and forth, faster and faster, until she began to cry out. The bed creaked under their weight and her intense movements, the headboard beating against the wall in a steady and violent rhythm, as Sara began to slither her entire body over her lover. He could feel every pulse of her heart through her hot skin. He kissed every part of her that he could as he began to peak, every slight movement she made bringing another portion of her incredible form within reach. She screamed as they both achieved orgasm; Benjamin spent wave after wave into her and collapsed back on the sheets drained.

  Sara continued to circle her hips, in a shrinking figure-eight motion, for a few more moments before stopping out of exhaustion. She slid off of his softening erection and cuddled next to him, breathing softly as she nibbled on his ear. She draped an arm over his chest and whispered.

  "I love you."

  Benjamin took hold of her hand and nestled close to her. His foot didn't even reach her knee as they touched. He smiled.

  "Thank you."

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  Sara slept peacefully, not having done so this soundly in a long time. She could feel sunlight warming her bare skin as she climbed out of her dreams. She felt alone and fear began to creep into her body as she opened her eyes and looked for Benjamin.

  He was there with her in the bed. He looked so small compared to her and the bed, but she loved him. He was a strong and attractive man with his hair tousled from dozing. He was curled up and sleeping with his hands beneath his head. Sara smiled down on him as she sat up in bed, scratching his head with her little finger and giggling as he quivered.

  His eyes fluttered and he opened them.

  "Good morning sunshine," Sara bent her long leg and rested her arms and head on her smooth knee. Benjamin rolled over and smiled. His eyes were squinted as they looked past her; she found his expression pleasing and extremely attractive.

  "Hello gorgeous." He sat up himself and moved towards her voice and kissed her. They separated and Sara began stroking his chest; occasionally tracing symbols with her nail.

  "Ben?"

  "Yeah?"

  "Why were you on that side of the bed? Why didn't you stay with me?"

  "I was afraid that if I touched you in the night that you would disappear. That it would turn out that all of this was just a dream and you had never really been here."

  Sara felt her soul fill with love and joy.

  Benjamin shook his head as he smiled.

  "I didn't want to take that chance. I was afraid."

  "You don't have to be afraid. I'm never going to leave you. I can finally see a truly good thing when I see it. I understand now." Sara closed her eyes as she felt her head begin to spin. Instead of the familiar vertigo, she felt her whole body tingle as if her whole body was pleasantly asleep. She knew what the sensation was and she silently thanked it for helping her; knowing she wouldn't need it anymore. Sara looked back down. "I love you Benjamin."

  "I love you too Sara. I promise I'll never leave you alone again."

  She smiled.

  "Thank you." They kissed again and Sara rolled out of the bed. She stretched and looked at herself in a full length mirror that was hanging on the wall. She stopped with a puzzled expression, looked at Benjamin again, then back at the mirror and laughed.

  "Are you mocking my decorator again?"

  "I'm thanking him actually."

  "You egotist," Benjamin smiled, "you're admiring yourself aren't you?"

  "I guess I am," Sara laughed, "sometimes I still can't believe what's happened." Ben took a deep breath.

  "Describe yourself to me."

  She looked at him and smiled before looking at her body in the mirror.

  "I'm probably about seven and a half feet tall now," Sara looked back at Ben who had gone back to lying on his back and listening. "I have dark hair that curls lightly as it comes down to a little above the middle of my back. My, it sure has grown quite a bit, I hadn't noticed it until now." Sara turned and ran her hands down her torso as she swiveled her hips lightly. "I have a thin, shapely neck that meets perfectly with my broad and strong shoulders." She heard Benjamin sigh. "My back is smooth but fairly muscular and my stomach is flat and well defined." Sara gave herself a sultry look as she glided her fingers over the muscles in her stomach; tensing them to feel the slight ridges. I have nimble fingers and long arms that are really toned," Sara giggled and did a little bounce, "in fact, none of my body seems to jiggle in the slightest." She raised an eyebrow and cupped both of her huge breasts with her hands. "Well, almost none of it."

  Benjamin grinned, knowing what she meant.

  She turned to look at him as she kneaded them with slow strokes.

  "My breasts are, if I may say so..., exquisite."

  "You are allowed to say that."

  "They're full, firm, perfectly shaped," Sara stood amazed in admiration of her own body, "they're magnificent." She closed her eyes and brushed one of her nipples lightly with a long fingernail. It began to swell and she trembled at the mild rush it sent through her. Her womanhood began to engorge as her fondling aroused her sexual drive. She stopped abruptly and opened her eyes in slight embarrassment. "Sorry, got a little carried away for a second."

  "It's okay," Benjamin got up to lay on his side, "go on."

  Sara turned back towards the mirror and looked down.

  "I have a thin waist, very trim, but curving into wide hips." Her hands went around her hips, the small dimples just below her waist, and over her firm buttocks that were as toned as the rest of her; she bit her lip and slapped one cheek with a resounding smack.

  Benjamin jumped a little at the sound.

  "I think my legs are almost as long as I was tall," she shook her head, "well, maybe not that long; but they're close. They're slim but sturdy; smooth all the way down to my feet and all the way up to my ..."

  Sara jumped as Benjamin slipped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her back and made small circles with his nose on her skin. Her tips of her hair brushed lightly against the top of his head.

  "I know where they go." He slid his fingers down into her crotch and swirled his fingers in the light fur. Sara placed her hand over his and gently guided it down further.

  "Hmm, I love you."

  "I love you too."

  She felt him begin to stiffen once again against the middle of her thigh as her own heat trickled onto their hands.

  "Now, let me show you what I see; how beautiful you are to me."

  Sara's arousal permeated every fiber of her being and she knew she was happy and complete. She turned and bent her head to kiss Benjamin. He returned it emphatically, then broke away to whisper in her ear.

  "Let me show you what a man who lives by his sense of touch can do."

  She giggled as they kissed again and slowly moved back to the bed. Outside the window the sun shined and warmed the streets of San Diego as thin clouds drifted along. A passing car had it's radio tuned to the guitar of Santana as the birds sang their morning songs.

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