When Neil saw her across the room, he immediately knew she was the woman he had dreamed of all his life. Even though she was not especially beautiful in the traditional sense, her total appearance--the shape of her face, the way she dressed, and the very way she held her body erect and straight--was very striking. She wore her hair short, molded in a soft, golden crown that accented her facial features. She seemed to be wearing little make-up, and there was a conspicuous lack of even simple adornments like ear rings and necklace. Even so, there was nothing plain about her. Her conversation was animated, with her eyes flashing and emotions flowing across her face in an everchanging cascade. And when she smiled, it was like rays of summer sunshine--a natural, easy smile that said she knew who she was and was comfortable with that person. Neil felt compelled to meet her, to at least be able to give a name to the person who attracted him so strongly. Working his way through the crowd to her, he looked closely at her left hand to see if she were wearing a wedding band. Till now, all the women who appealed to him were married, and he was fearful that she would be just another of his disappointments. He felt a surge of relief when he saw that her lack of jewelry included her ring finger. As Neil approached her, it was almost as if some fate were working in his favor. The several people she had been talking with turned and left her, and she was left alone, with an empty space around her. As though she sensed his presence and interest, she turned toward Neil and met his eyes with her own. He was almost startled by their blueness. They weren't an ordinary blue, but a light, icy blue, like one sees when looking into a frozen-over pond. Her skin appeared to be lightly tanned and spoke of outdoor activities, and it had a glow to it that indicated good health and exercise. Up close now, Neil could see that she was slender--not thin in an over-dieted, too-sleek way--but slender in the way some fully developed young women sometimes are. Although probably not much larger than most women's, on her slight frame her firm, outthrust breasts were very pronounced and immediately drew one's attention. As Neil took a step toward her to introduce himself, she smiled at him, a broad smile that seemed intended to disarm him, to encourage him to close the personal distance between them. He smiled back and said, "Hello, I'm Neil Amundsen." Putting out her hand to be shaken, she smiled and said, "Neil Amundsen? Do I detect a touch of Scandinavia there? Well, Neil Amundsen, I'm Onny Olsen, fairly recently of Sweden." Her hand was firm in his and he couldn't help but hold it a little tighter, feeling her soft yet firm flesh against his own. He hadn't just held hands with a girl since he was a teenager, but he felt he could stand hours of merely holding and stroking this woman's hand. Onny laughed with a pleasant musical sound, and said, "Ah, a hand-holder. I like that. Neil Amundsen, I think I'm going to like you." "I hope you do like me," Neil answered. "From the moment I saw you across the room, I felt compelled to meet you. It was like I had no choice in the matter--it was like some force got behind me and pushed me over here." Onny gave him a solemn look and said, "You know, usually I would just laugh at a line like that or dismiss you as some kind of an impossibly romantic nut-case, but when I saw YOU over there, I had exactly that same sort of feeling. If you hadn't come over here to meet me, I would have had to find you and introduce myself." Onny laughed then and continued, "Are we both nut-cases?" Neil grinned, somewhat wryly, and said, "I don't know. If something like this had happened with someone else, I confess that I might be tempted to say, `Ah, my little apple strudel, fly away with me to the Casbah.' But you aren't someone else, and somehow, those don't seem like the right words to say. All I know is that I've been searching a long time for someone like you. And now that I've found you, I want to know more about you. No, not more, I want to know ALL about you." "Well, it's not that interesting a story, but I'm willing to tell you about me. But it has to be trade-about. I want to know about you, too. If I tell you about Onny Olsen, you have to tell me about Neil Amundsen. Is that a deal?" "Deal," Neil said, still holding her hand, but almost caressing it now that he knew she welcomed it. "We sure can't talk here, not in this crowd. Why don't we go some place that's more private--and a whole lot quieter." "I'm with you on that. Any suggestions?" Neil said. "Do you have a car?" Neil nodded his head. "Good, 'cause I don't." Smiling a little shyly, she continued, "Would you consider me terribly forward if I invited you to my place? It's small, but it's only a few blocks from here." "I would just feel extremely flattered that you would ask." Taking her drink from her hand, he said, "Let me get rid of our glasses and we'll leave right now." After setting the glasses down, Neil took her hand again, and holding hands like two children-lovers, they caught the elevator down to the garage. Neil and Onny made little conversation on the way to her place. Other than giving him directions, Onny seemed almost subdued, showing a solemnity altogether different from the effervescence she had displayed earlier. Neil, too, remained quiet. It was almost as if a magic spell of silence had been cast over them, with each sensing that something special was occurring and not wanting to risk spoiling the moment by saying something inappropriate. That the evening was special was evident by Neil's being able to find a parking place right in front of Onny's apartment building. Neil broke the silence by saying, "Can you imagine luck like this--a parking place, and right in front." Onny laughed softly and in a quiet voice said, "Right now, I can imagine almost anything. Can't you?" "Yes, I think I know what you mean. Strange things have been happening, haven't they?" Onny and Neil went inside the building and rode the elevator up to her floor. As they approached one of the doors, Onny said, "This is my place, here. Let me unlock the door." She unlocked the door, and after reaching inside to turn on a light, opened the door wide and went in. Turning back around, she said, "Welcome to my humble abode, Mr. Neil Amundsen. Come in, please." Neil entered and closed the door behind him. He and Onny were now standing face to face, only a few inches apart. Onny broke the silence and said, "One of the strangest things about this evening is that here we are, total strangers for all practical purposes, yet I feel like you're someone I've known all my life. I've never reacted to a man this way before. You're the first man, in fact, that I've ever invited up here." "I felt exactly the same way about you," Neil responded. "From the moment I laid eyes on you I knew that you had a special meaning to me. I can't explain the feeling. I guess something like this must be what novelists refer to as destiny. I don't feel like you're a stranger at all--just as you do, I feel like we've known each other for a long time." Suddenly, without another word being spoken, they were in each other's arms, each tightly embracing the other. They turned their faces to each other, their mouths hungrily searching for the other's. Neil pressed his lips against hers, first gently, then more urgently. Their mouths opened and their tongues reached out, coming into contact and then probing into each other's oral depths. Onny pressed her body against Neil's, her groin thrust hard against his. His manhood had already reacted to Onny's nearness, and his erection bulged out the front of his trousers and extended down his leg, a pulsating rod of hard male flesh. Onny felt it and moaned softly, grinding her body against the hard protrusion. Onny broke the kiss and whispered, "Oh, God, Neil! What are you doing to me? I've never reacted to a man like this before." "I've never had anyone affect me like you you're doing right now, either." They gazed at each other with a sense of wonder and, both moaning, they brought their wide-spread mouths back together. Onny's hands roamed up and down Neil's back, caressing the hard muscles of his shoulders and running up and down his spine. Her fingers delved under his belt and then her whole hands were on his bare flesh, pressing and kneading the cheeks of his buttocks. Neil's hands were busy, too, stroking her back and then moving down to the firm globes of her buttocks. He squeezed them gently and rubbed them all over in circles that moved down to where they curved back down and led into her most secret, most feminine area. Cupping her firm globes in each hand, he pulled her hips hard against his own, pressing her groin against the hardness of his throbbing erection. She responded by moving her hips in little circles, making tiny bump-and-grind motions against Neil's rampant manhood. She growled softly, deep in her throat, and worked her tongue in wild motions, probing and thrusting into Neil' mouth, stroking his tongue, cheeks, and the smooth, inner flesh of his lips. Onny pulled her mouth from his and said, "God, Neil! I don't know what's happened to me. I know we came up here to talk, but right now I want more than anything else for you to make love to me. No, that's not right--it's more than just a want. God, Neil, I absolutely NEED for us to make love!" She thrust her groin and pressed her vulval area against his bulging erection. "I can feel how hard you are. You need it as bad I do, don't you?" "I've never been so turned-on in my whole life. Oh, God, yes, Onny, I need you. I need to make love to you." Onny slipped out of his embrace, and without saying another word, took his hand into hers and led him through a doorway into her bedroom. There, in the dim light, she stepped away from him and started unbuttoning her dress. "Get naked with me, Neil. I want to see all of you. I want to touch you all over. I want to make love to every part of you. Let's not have anything between us, not even a scrap of clothing." Onny's actions had already aroused Neil's passion to fever pitch, but her words made it flare even higher. Without a word, he started removing his clothing, rapidly casting off garments just as Onny was doing. Soon he was down to just his briefs and Onny was left with just her low-cut bikini panties. He realized from seeing her near-naked body that his perception of her being slender wasn't altogether true. She was thin, yes, but there was a lushness to the flare of her hips and slight roundedness of her belly that was completely womanly. Where most women's thighs come together and meet at their sexual juncture, the top of Onny's thighs were separated by about a two-inch gap. Neil could hardly wait to see her without those panties so that he could see what filled that space between her legs. Instead of taking off her panties, Onny stepped up to Neil and ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, stroking lightly with her fingertips. "You're really good looking, Neil. You've got a great body." Her fingers stroked lower, down across his stomach and to the top of his Jockey shorts. She moved one hand downward and ran a fingertip along the length of Neil's hard cock. In its rigid state, Neil's cock had extended upward, almost coming out the top of his shorts, and had a small damp spot covering its hidden crown. "I want to see ALL of your body, though," she said, and taking both hands, she pulled Neil's shorts down to the middle of his thighs. As the shorts came down, Neil's cock sprung out, seven inches of hard male flesh extending straight outward from his groin. A coating of his pre-seminal fluid covered its head and glistened in the dimly lit bedroom. Onny whispered, "Yes, you really do have a great body, ALL of it." She ran a finger through the wetness covering the head of Neil's cock and then moved down and lightly touched the sensitive underportion of his glans. Neil gasped, drawing in his breath in reaction to the pleasure the touch brought. Onny fell to her knees and drew Neil's shorts all the way to the floor and then off his feet. She then grasped Neil's cock in her hands and slowly and lovingly licked her tongue all over its head and up and down its length. He put his hands on her head and moaned in ecstasy as waves of pleasure flowed across his midsection. Onny stood and backed up and lay down on her bed. She put her hands to the top of her panties, pushing them down slightly. "Here, you take these off for me, please." "A labor of love, if ever there were one," Neil said, stepping up to the bed and reaching out for her panties. He could see a damp spot in their crotch and could smell the aroma of her arousal as it wafted up from the dampened fabric. Onny lifted her buttocks to help him remove the wisp of blue fabric, and as he drew it down, her pubic hair appeared. He saw that she was a true blonde, with a covering of very fine, straight hair covering all the area between her legs. As Neil pulled Onny's panties off her legs, he could see that she had beautiful long legs, with firm thighs. Those thighs culminated in the space between her legs. Nestled in that space, Onny's sex was completed on display for Neil's examination. She had wide, prominent labial lips, and they were gaping slightly apart, revealing the moist inner recesses of her vulva. That she was thoroughly aroused was evident from the protrusion of her clitoris, an erected button of flesh showing between the wet lips of her sex. "God, Onny, but you're beautiful. You're body is simply stunning. You leave no doubt that you are a woman." "Neil, I hope you realize that this isn't my normal behavior. I don't just strip off for every man I meet. Somehow, though, I want you to see all of me, to know me inside and out, to know me in both the literal and the Biblical sense." "Whatever it is, I'm glad it's happening," Neil said. "It's very much like a dream coming true." He put his hands down to her breasts and cupped them lightly. "You're breasts are magnificent. What does it say about Sheba's breasts in the Song of Solomon? Pomegranates? Yes, your breasts are like sweet pomegranates." He lowered his head down and took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked gently on it, swirling his tongue around the areola that circled it. He softly kneaded the other breast as he made oral love to the one in his mouth. Onny arched her back up to Neil's mouth, pressing her breast up to his oral ministrations. "Oh, that's so good. Pomegranates they may be, but they love this kind of treatment. My whole body loves this kind of treatment." Neil took his mouth away from Onny's breast and, extending his tongue, he drew a line down her abdomen, all the way down to her navel. He delved his tongue into the little indentation in her belly and swirled it around in circles. From there he traced a wet line down her slightly rounded belly. The white flesh of her abdomen shuddered and jerked as he lightly circled the soft bulge of her belly with his tongue. Working lower, he brought his tongue down to where it came into contact with Onny's soft, silken pubic fur, tracing around its edges. She moaned and squirmed her hips in reaction to the pleasurable sensations Neil's mouth was evoking. With his mouth so close to her vagina, Onny lifted her hips to his mouth, offering up her wet, pouting sexual labia for his favors. She moaned and her hips trembled in anticipation of the pleasures his mouth and tongue would soon bring to the very core of her sexuality. Neil spread Onny's thighs apart and gazed into the gaping flesh between them. Her large, labial lips were engorged and darkened with the passion of her arousal. Her swollen clitoris was clearly visible at the top of her furrow, the sheath that covered it partly pulled back as a result of its erected state. Near the bottom of her wide-spread vulva, he could detect the darkened opening to her vagina, the entrance into the hot inner flesh of her belly. The whole area was glistening and slick from Onny's feminine secretions, and their aroma was heady, with a muskiness that pushed Neil's ardor to even greater heights. Unable to wait any longer, Neil pulled Onny's legs apart and, falling to knees, he buried his face in her succulent wetness. Using the broad, flat surface of his tongue, Neil stroked Onny's furrow from top to bottom. He licked the inside of each of her labial lips and swirled his tongue in little circles around the bulging protrusion of her clitoris. "Oh, God, Neil, that's so good," Onny said, thrusting her hips toward his mouth. Moving her hips in little circles, Onny ground her wide-open sex against Neil's mouth. She whimpered soft little "Ummnn" sounds of pleasure as he lovingly applied his tongue and mouth to her wet flesh. Working his way lower, Neil found the opening into Onny's vagina and, rolling his tongue into a tube, he thrust it as far as it would reach into the hot, tight confines of her love tunnel. Onny reacted to this action by shoving her hips against his mouth and muttering, "Oh, yes, yes. That's so good." Neil continued this action with his tongue, shoving it in and out of Onny's hot pussy, using it like a miniature cock and fucking her with his tongue. Onny put her feet down on the bed, and using her legs for leverage, thrust her pussy against Neil's tongue each time it delved inside her. He put his hands under her buttocks and pulled her wetness even tighter against his face, squirming his tongue even deeper inside her. Onny's internal muscles massaged and squeezed his tongue as he swirled it around and around inside her steaming grotto of love. A continuous flow of "umnns" came from Onny as he made oral love to her feminine opening. Judging from the increasing flow of Onny's love juices, Neil could tell that her arousal was mounting higher and higher. Even mixed with his saliva, Onny's copious sexual secretions were making the inside of her vagina so slippery that his tongue was able to push in and out with ease. Her hips were in constant movement, and Neil could feel the muscles in her buttocks clench and unclench as he ravished her sexual flesh with his mouth and tongue. Neil pulled his tongue from out of her vaginal canal and moved it up to the top of the wet and flowing channel. It traveled up until it met her clitoris and then dove down on it. Like a cat lapping up milk, Neil stroked his tongue across the surface of Onny's little love nubbin, stroking it with up-and-down and circular motions. Uncaring about how obscene the noise might be, he made slurping, liquid sounds as he lapped and sucked on Onny's tender little bud. Onny's whole pelvis quivered in reaction to Neil's love-making, and she emitted a continual "ooohhhhhhh" as her ecstasy intensified. Suddenly, Onny's buttocks clenched up hard in Neil's hands, and he felt convulsions run through her abdomen. She screamed, "Oh, God, Neil! Oh, Neil! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Onny's whole body shook and trembled as orgasm seized and wracked her. She clamped her thighs hard against the side of Neil's face and pumped her hips up and down against his mouth, moving with a frenzied fucking motion as she shoved her whole pussy and clitoris against Neil's pleasure-giving mouth. Spasms and convulsive tremors shook Onny's body as orgasmic pleasure flowed over her. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on, and only gradually did its effects diminish. Finally, the little tremors and quivers ceased and she lowered her hips back down to the bed. She lay there, her whole body limp and relaxed, eyes closed, still breathing in a labored fashion. Neil watched her and thought that there was nothing more beautiful than a woman experiencing the languorous afterglow of orgasm. Onny's breathing finally returned to normal and she opened her eyes and looked lovingly at Neil as he knelt at her feet. "Thank you, Mr. Neil Amundsen. I don't have the ability to describe in words how good that was. I felt like I was transported. I haven't had an orgasm in a long time, and I can't begin to tell you how good that was for me. Thank you, Neil." "You don't have to thank me, Onny. I enjoyed it, too, you know. If you got pleasure from it, that just makes it doubly good for me." Onny laughed and said, "Well, maybe you did get pleasure from it, but I intend to see that you get a whole lot more." Raising herself up, Onny got on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. "Come up here and get on the bed. Now it's my turn to get pleasure from doing you." Neil got on the bed and stretched out on his back. His rigid cock stood straight up from his body, like a mast on a sailing vessel. Its head was red and inflamed with lust and pre-come covered it and flowed down the shaft. Onny spread his legs apart and scooted up between them so that she could look down upon his hard and quivering manhood. She reached out a hand and wrapped it around the wet, slick shaft. "Oh, just look at the condition of Neil's cock. Poor baby. Neil needs to come, too," she cooed as she gently squeezed the rock-hard flesh. Onny took her other hand and rubbed her fingertips across the head of Neil's cock, spreading his pre-seminal flow around and around it. When her fingers moved across the ultra-sensitive underside, lightly stroking his glans, Neil gasped and thrust his hips upward. "Yes, Neil's cock likes that, doesn't it? Let's see how it likes this." Dropping her head down, Onny stuck out her tongue and softly stroked it across the glans where her fingers had just been. Neil's stomach muscles trembled in reaction and a soft moan escaped his lips. Growling deeply in her throat, Onny took Neil's cock head in her mouth and then plunged her mouth downward, engulfing over half his cock. Her tongue swirled around it and stroked over its head and then gently laved his glans. She slowly raised her head, allowing his cock to escape her mouth inch by slow inch. Her cheeks caved in as she applied suction to the hard shaft of Neil's masculinity. She raised her head until only the head remained between her lips and then she dropped it back down, once again taking Neil's cock within the warm interior of her oral cavity. She continued her up-and-down strokes, applying suction to Neil's cock as it pulsated within her mouth. Neil was now meeting each of her downward strokes with an upward thrust of his hips. He groaned in ecstasy as the pleasure of Onny's oral love built higher and higher. Half moaning, Neil said, "Oh, God, Onny. I'm getting real close. If you keep that up, you're gonna have a mouthful of come." Neil's words of caution served only to make her intensify her actions. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and pumped it up and down in unison with the in-and-out motions of her mouth. Having warned her, he gave himself up to the pleasure she was giving him. He felt his orgasm coming nearer and nearer, and even though he would have liked for the pleasure to last forever, he could do nothing to delay it. He wanted to come, to come in Onny's mouth and feel her tongue and mouth draw his sperm from out of him. Onny took her other hand and probed her fingers between the cheeks of Neil's buttocks. She delved a finger in until she found the little crinkled rosebud of his anus. She rubbed her finger in little circles around his anal entrance, and that coupled with her oral and hand actions, drove him over the peak. Groaning in ecstasy, Neil thrust his groin upward, driving his cock fully into Onny's mouth. He felt his cockhead enter her throat just as his cock jerked and a spurt of semen shot out. Onny gulped and swallowed the gush of come. She then pulled her mouth up and swirled her tongue over the gushing head and down over the now super-sensitive glans. The muscles of his stomach spasmed and his cock continued to jerk and contract, each contraction causing a new spurt of seminal fluid to shoot out into Onny's mouth. Even though Neil gushed out large quantities of come, Onny managed to swallow almost all of it and only a few dribbles leaked from her lips and down his cock. When he finally stopped spurting, Onny lowered her mouth all the way down on his shaft and using her lips and tongue succeeded in recapturing all the sperm that had escaped her mouth. Caught up in the languid feeling of post-orgasm, Neil relaxed and said, "That's the best it's ever been for me. If this is what heaven's like, I sure hope that's where I'm going." After ensuring she had cleaned Neil's cock of all his errant sperm, Onny slowly drew her mouth off his now only half-hard cock and sat up cross-legged beside him. She dropped her hands to his chest and brushing her fingertips through his forest of hair said, "Now that we've taken the edge off, tell me about Neil Amundsen. I've never met a man who affects me the way you do, and I want to know all about you." Neil told Onny about how he had been brought up in Omaha with just a sister as a sibling. He described his high school days and his interest and participation in sports and athletics. He told how he had gotten interested in English literature and had gone to the University of Nebraska where he earned both bachelor's and master's degrees in English. Wanting to see New York City, he had come to NYU to work on his doctorate. After receiving his doctor's degree in English, he was now teaching at NYU and working on a degree in journalism. His goal was to become an established writer and combine teaching and writing, his two favorite pursuits. He also told her he was twenty-eight years old, had never been married, and, in fact, had never had a serious relationship with a girl. To this time he had never found a girl with whom he really felt completely compatible and would want to extend a relationship. All the time he had been talking, Onny's hands had been working on his body. She had combed his chest hair with her fingers and had gradually worked down and brushed and combed his pubic hair. Responded to such treatment, Neil's cock quickly recovered from its earlier half-hard state and was once again rigidly hard, standing up proudly from his groin. Sitting cross-legged like she was, Onny's feminine furrow had gaped widely open, exposing the moist inner secrets of her sex. While Onny had been stroking him, Neil had responded in kind, moving his hand under her exposed pussy and running his fingers up and down her wet sexual channel. He extended a finger and probed into the tight confines of her vagina, feeling the slick secretions that coated its inner surface. Onny's hips began moving up and down, responded to Neil's digital probing. Their passions which had been subdued by their recent oral ministrations were now rapidly rising once more. Neil continued stroking Onny's pussy and gazed into her eyes. "When I saw you standing across the room from me at the party, I felt something almost like electrical shock. Somehow or other I believed that maybe I had finally come across the girl I had been searching for so long. Now that I getting to know you even better," he said with a wry smile, "I'm feeling more and more that you are that one. I've never had an orgasm like the one you gave me. It was like I poured out my complete soul in the process." Onny's hand had now wrapped around Neil's cock and she stroked it up and down, her hand just lightly brushing against his flesh. Although she had thoroughly cleaned his cock with her mouth, it was once more wet, with pre-come flowing out in response to her stroking. "I felt very similarly to you. I felt immediately attracted," Onny said, continuing her manipulations of his cock. Gazing down at Neil's throbbing cock, she continued, "It looks right you're ready to pour your soul out again." She ground herself against Neil's hand at work in her pussy and said, " Oh, God, I'm ready, too." Onny lowered her mouth to his and kissed him deeply, tongue probing and working into all areas of his mouth. Neil could taste the remains of his sperm in her mouth and knew that she could taste the cream her pussy had given up. He was not at all repelled by the taste. Indeed, the sensation inflamed his passion even higher and added immensely to the unbridled lasciviousness of their love-making. Not breaking the kiss, Onny got on her knees and then straddled Neil's waist. His cock was standing straight up and pointed at Onny's pussy suspended over it. Reaching a hand under her, she grasped Neil's cock and held it in place as she slowly lowered his hips. Onny's warm wetness met Neil's as the head of his cock probed into the folds of her pussy. She positioned his cock just right so it nudged into her vaginal opening and then lowered her hips so that it penetrated several inches into her depths. Neil felt Onny's slick secretions as she slowly, inch by inch, lowered herself and engulfed his cock with her wet pussy flesh. Her receptacle fit snugly around the circumference of his hard cock and was warm with her wetness and internal heat. Neil could hardly restrain from thrusting his hips upward so as to hasten his cock's journey into Onny's hot channel. The pleasure and anticipation of having his cock completely buried in Onny's sexual flesh caused him to hold his breath as she completed her journey downward. Onny moaned into Neil's mouth as she finally bottomed out, her pubic hair intermeshing with his. Neil released his pent-up breath and wrapped his arms around Onny's shoulders, pulling her down to his chest so that her breasts crushed against him and her belly rubbed across his. She put her arms around his and embraced him as tightly as he was holding her. Their kiss became even deeper and their mouths and tongues coupled in the same way their lower bodies were. Finally breaking the kiss so that their lips only lightly touched, Onny squirmed her hips around, bringing her pussy into tighter contact with the hard bone of his pubis, and whispered, "Ummnn, that's so good, Neil. You fit me just perfectly and fill me up completely. You're so hard--there's nothing inside me your hardness isn't touching." "I know," Neil said smiling. "I can feel how tight you are on my cock. I thought what you did with your mouth was good, but this is even better. As you know from what I told you, I'm not all that experienced, but this is far and away better than anything that's happened to me before." Onny lifted herself up, slowly releasing Neil's cock from its wet confines. Then she lowered herself again, her pussy swallowing his cock into its warm, liquid cavity. "I want to ride you, Neil. I want to ride up and down on your hard cock until you shoot your sweet white man juice up inside me. I want us to come like we've never come before in our lives." Onny put her hands up alongside Neil's face and held his head as she reengaged his mouth with hers, licking all around his mouth and running her tongue under and behind his lips and down into its depths. Neil stroked Onny's back and caressed the little globes of her buttocks, following their movements as she moved them up and down in the age-old motions of fucking. She took her lips away from his and muttered, "Oh, God, I love your cock. I love them way it moves in and out, the way it goes all the way to the bottom of my pussy." Neil was so enraptured by the pleasure she was giving him that he could hardly answer. Finally, he managed to say, "Oh, yes. So good...this is so good." Onny sat up and got completely on her knees so she could control her movements even better than before. She pushed herself upward until only the head of Neil's cock remained between the lips of her pussy. Then she dropped her body, taking his cock inside her in one swift motion. She repeated this action over and over, moaning and throwing her head back. Neil couldn't resist the pleasure anymore and started matching each of her downward strokes with an upward one of his own. He reached up and took her breasts in his hands and massaged them, squeezing the nipples between his fingertips and cupping them in his hands and gently kneading the firm but spongy mounds. She moved a hand down to her pussy and inserted a finger into the top of her furrow, rubbing her clitoris in little circles that matched each of their coital strokes. Onny was muttering little "Oohhh, Oohhh" sounds with each of their strokes, and Neil could tell she was as near to orgasm as he was. His pleasure was intensifying, moving higher and higher with each of their strokes. Orgasmic tension was building to ever increasing heights, and Neil felt like a balloon filled to the bursting point, ready to explode, to erupt in wild spasms at any moment. Onny's pussy began little contractions around Neil's cock and the muscles in her stomach began to ripple as spasms seized her body. She threw her head back and screamed, "Oh, God, Neil! Keep fucking me. I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm coming hard!" Without warning, Onny collapsed on Neil, her mouth hungrily searching for his. Their mouths met and their tongues snaked out into each other's mouth. Their hips were in wild motion, Onny stroked up and down as fast as she could go and Neil meeting each of her strokes with his own. He could feel his eruption begin and a hot spurt of sperm shot out of his cock and into the warm confines of Onny's now convulsing pussy. The sensation of her pussy grasping and squeezing his cock added to the ecstasy Neil was already experiencing and he felt almost faint from the heights of pleasure they had climbed. He groaned into Onny's mouth with each thrust of his cock and spurt of sperm. She was growling down deep in her throat, a soft sound that was as much purr as growl. Onny moved from off her knees and stretched out on top of Neil, her legs inside his in the classic missionary position. His cock was still lodged completely inside her pussy, still jerking with little spasms as the last of his orgasmic juices flowed from inside him. He could feel their combined juices coming out of Onny's pussy, forced out by the sheer frenzy of their love motions. Soon, his balls and thighs were covered with the warm flow and their now diminishing movements made liquid, slapping sounds as they pushed their bodies against each other. Onny moved her mouth from his and put it by his ear. Still breathing hard, she whispered, "Oh, God, Neil, I had no idea loving could be this good." Neil caressed her back and whispered back, "It couldn't have been as good for you as it was for me. It was sheer ecstasy." Onny lifted her head up and looked into his face. "I'm not going to get into an argument with you, Neil Amundsen. Even though I've never had anything so good, we'll call it a draw." Using internal muscles, she squeezed down on his still hard-hard cock and said, "Okay?" Neil thrust up at her and grinned, "You drive a hard bargain, Onny Olsen. I give up." Onny sat up again and squirmed her pussy around on his groin. "God, but we're wet. You must have come a whole gallon. I've still got a lot inside me, but it feels like a bunch leaked out." Neil put his hands on her waist and held her. They were now silent again like they had been before, but this time the sexual tension that gripped them was gone. Onny looked into Neil's eyes and then moved back down to where their faces were just inches apart. "I sure hope you're not a dream, Onny Olsen. I hope I don't wake up a find that you existed only in my imagination." Onny squeezed his cock again with her pussy and said, "Does that feel like your imagination?" Putting his hand behind Onny's head, Neil pulled her lips to his. Their kiss was gentle and tender, filled with love, not the lust that had gripped them earlier. She moved her lips away from his and whispered, "You're so easy to fall in love with." Neil looked at her and said, "I'm already in love with you. Even though you haven't yet told me anything about yourself, I know enough to know that I want this to continue." "Me, too," Onny whispered and kissed him, putting a seal on the emotions she had just expressed. Neil's cock finally shrunk up enough to fall out of Onny's pussy. She lifted herself gracefully from off him and said, "Just stay right there. I'll get a wash cloth and clean you up." She returned with a wet wash cloth and washed his groin and thighs, cleaning their combined secretions from off his body. Despite just having had two intense orgasms, Neil's cock started to rise, reacting to the touch of the warm cloth. Onny laughed and said, "My God, Neil, how could you? Down, boy, you're just going to have to wait a while." Neil laughed with her and said, "The sign of an indomitable spirit." "Indomitable or not, it's already past midnight and I have to be at work at seven o'clock in the morning. I'm not going to ask you to spend the night tonight, but how about tomorrow night? Tomorrow's Friday, and if we want to play all night it'll be okay." Neil sat up on the side of the bed and said, "That sounds good. How about if I pick you up about six tomorrow evening. We can go to dinner, maybe dance a little while, and then come back here. Does that sound okay to you?" Onny laughed and said, "I'm not going to argue with you, Mr. Amundsen. I'll be ready at six." Neil got dressed and they walked to the door of her apartment. Onny pulled the door open and with no concern for who might come by, stood there completely naked and kissed Neil good night. As they broke the kiss, Neil said, "Maybe tomorrow night we'll have time for you to tell me about yourself. I still want to know all about Onny Olsen." "That's a promise," Onny said. As Onny shut the door behind Neil, she whispered, "Don't forget to pack a bag." Neil looked over his shoulder and said, "Don't worry. I was a Boy Scout, and I'm always prepared." A smile of complete happiness covered Neil's face as he left Onny's building and went to his car. * * * * * Neil drove up in front of Onny's apartment building at six o'clock sharp and found her in front, ready and waiting for him. When she saw his car, she greeted him with a little wave and big smile. She got into the passenger side and after scooting over next to him, put her hand behind his head and pulled his mouth down to her's for a kiss. Neil expected just a little perfunctory peck because he was holding up traffic, but Onny turned the kiss into a long, passionate one, with lots of tongue action. That was arousing by itself, but she made it more steamy by putting her hand on the inside of his thigh and stroking it up and down, all the way up to his crotch. Responding to such treatment, his cock swelled out the front of his trousers, making it look like he had a tent pole under the fabric. When an impatient motorist behind them honked his horn, Onny finally separated their lips and laughed. "Some people just can't stand to see happy people," she said as Neil started up the car and drove away into the traffic. As they drove, Onny left her hand between Neil's thighs, continuing to stroke him there with her fingertips. She slowly and tantalizingly moved her hand up to his crotch, quickly making contact with his cock. It would have been hard to miss since it was now fully erected and extending down the inside of his leg. Using just her fingers, Onny traced Neil's hard penis, feeling all of it, from its crown to its base. Neil breathed more rapidly as he responded to her erotic touch and he groaned in frustration. "You're not playing fair," he said. "You get to play games with me, but I have to keep both hands on the wheel in this kind of traffic. Besides, if you keep that up, there's liable to be an `accident.' I'm taking us to a highly respectable restaurant, and I'm sure they would frown on letting me in with a big wet spot in the front of my trousers." He grinned and said, "And, of course, nobody would suspect what we'd been up to." "Okay, Mr. Spoilsport, I'll leave your family jewels alone. I just wanted to make sure you get in the same mood as I am." Onny put an arm around his shoulder and placed her mouth next to his ear. "I dreamed about you all night. All day long I've thought about tonight...and what we're going to do. By the time I got home from work, my panties were sopping wet." She squeezed his thigh and teased his ear lobe with the tip of her tongue. "Even though I showered and put on fresh undies, I'm starting to get wet all over again. If I had a cock like a man, it would be just as hard as yours." Onny laughed again and said, "Neil Amundsen, you've turned me into a sex maniac." Onny's mood was infectious, and Neil couldn't help but laugh along with her. "If you want to give me credit for a perfectly natural phenomenon, I'll gladly take it. I'll be glad to take credit for anything about you. If you're as horny as you've made me, I sure will want to take credit for that." The traffic thinned some, and Neil took one hand off the wheel and put it on top of her thigh, just below her pussy. He delved his fingers into the space and said, "My God, just feel that hard cock. I do believe this girl is getting excited." "Ha!" Onny laughed. "Just wait until we get back to my place. I'll give you an education about the difference between boys and girls." She grabbed hold of his cock and squeezed it. "This is a hard cock. What you're feeling is a girl's hot pussy. There's a whole lot of difference between them. Hoo boy, is there a difference!" Neil laughed and using a mock French accent said, "Viva la difference." They continued to caress each other's thighs for several blocks until they came to the restaurant Neil had picked for them to have dinner. After turning the car over to valet parking, they went into the restaurant and were seated. They both ordered seafood and split a bottle of white wine between them. The wine was just enough to relax them and put them into an even better mood. About the time they had finished dessert and coffee, the band started playing and people started taking to the small dance floor. The band was playing slow music and Neil asked Onny if she wanted to dance. "I'd love to," she said, grinning. "This is good belly-rubbing music, and I want you to hold me close so you can feel my hard cock." Laughing, Neil took Onny's hand and led her out to the dance floor. As Onny came into Neil's arms, he whispered to her, "The people at the next table heard what you just said. You should have seen the expression on their faces. They think you're some kind of transvestite and that I'm a pervert of the first order for having you out on a date." Onny giggled, almost girl-like, and pressed her pussy against Neil's once-again hard cock. "Does that feel like a transvestite?" she asked. She put both her arms around his neck and pushed her body as tightly against his as it would go. Neil put his hands on the top part of Onny's buttocks and they were now pressed together, almost one flesh. Neil's cock throbbed as it pressed into the hollow of Onny's groin, nudging against her hot pussy. She squirmed her hips around, pushing herself even more firmly against his hardness, and whispered into his ear, "Ummnnn, I am glad that YOU have a hard cock." "And am I ever glad YOU have a pussy," he replied, thrusting himself against her. They knew that they were being watched by the people at the next table and delighted in putting on a performance. Let them think what they would--Onny and Neil couldn't care less. Neil and Onny danced for about thirty minutes. The continued contact of their bodies had brought their sexual arousal to a level that neither could much longer tolerate. She took the lobe of his ear between her teeth and gently nibbled on it. "This is fun," she whispered, "but I'm ready to do a bed dance. There's too many clothes between us. Let's go to my place and get rid of them." Neil ground his genital hardness against her pussy one last time and said, "My sentiments, exactly. Let me pay the bill and we'll get out of here." Neil and Onny continued to play touchie-feelie games all the way to her apartment. She stroked his leg, being careful not to be too aggressive with his throbbing cock, and he caressed and played with her breasts. She had taken off her bra when he first touched her breasts, and when he put his hand under her blouse they were now completely exposed and available to his touches. She put her head on his shoulder and turned from time to time to lick his ear and all around it. As a result of all this teasing, caressing, and foreplay, their arousal was at a fever pitch when they finally reached her apartment. After they finally found a parking place (they weren't so fortunate this time--they had to park several blocks away), they immediately turned to each other and kissed. Open mouthed, their tongues wildly swirling in each other's mouth, they almost devoured each other. Their need for a kiss had been building for hours, and they both desperately needed the additional intimacy the kiss provided. Onny finally pulled back and said, "Oh, God, Neil, let's get up to my place so we can make love. I need it so bad. I need to be fucked...fucked hard. Come on, we've got all night. Let's go fuck each other until we're senseless." Neil thought that he was as horny as it was possible to be, but the sheer wantonness of Onny's request added even more to the lust that was almost consuming him. "God, me too! I'm going to come in my pants if we don't do something quick." "Oh, please don't do that. Save it for me. I want every drop of it." After Neil got his small suitcase out of the back seat, he locked the car and he and Onny walked to her apartment. With arms around each other, they walked rapidly, both eager to get to the privacy of her place so that they could disrobe and get at each other's bodies. The building doorman gave them a knowing look as he greeted them. After they had passed the doorman, they could hear him softly say, "Lucky bastard." That almost broke them up, and they were still giggling as they got on the elevator. Onny unlocked her apartment, turned on the light, and closed the door quickly. She immediately reached for the zipper on her dress and started pulling it down. Neil, too, was busy, yanking his tie loose and shedding his clothing, almost ripping it off his body. They were facing each other, smiling as more and more of their bodies came exposed to the other's lust-filled eyes. Dropping clothes at random, they were soon almost completely nude--she in just bikini panties and he in only his Jockey shorts. Onny stroked a hand into the crotch of her panties and then pulled them down over her hips, wriggling them as she worked the wispy silken fabric downward. "God, my panties are sopping! I've never gotten this wet before," she said, wadding the panties into a ball and dropping them on the floor. Neil stroked his fingers across the large wet spot on the front of his shorts and said, "I've been leaking a little, too. The whole front of my shorts is soaked." Neil pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. Loosed from his tight shorts, his cock stood erectly out from his body, jerking with little up-and-down motions in time with the now-rapid beating of his heart. Onny was now completely disrobed, and Neil couldn't help but gaze at her, standing there in the full glory of her nudity. Her breasts were standing out round and firm with nipples erected, and her pubic hair was wet and clinging to the lips of her pussy. Neil looked at her lovingly and whispered, "God, but you're beautiful. I don't think I've ever seen anymore more beautiful than you are right now." "If being horny helps make a girl beautiful, I could win any beauty contest in the world." She closed the gap between them and wrapped her arms around his neck, putting her mouth up for him to kiss. He responded, putting his open lips to hers, drinking from her oral font. Their breathing became more rapid and their hips thrust against each other, anticipating the fuck they both needed so desperately. Onny released Neil and turned away, almost running to get to her bedroom. Neil stood there, watching her ass in admiration as its tight cheeks squirmed and rubbed against each other. Onny turned in her doorway and said, "Come on, Neil. I can't wait one second longer." Neil tore his eyes away from her magnificent ass and followed her into her room. When he entered, Onny was already pulling down the covers on the bed. She turned then and laid down, her hips just at the edge and her legs hanging off the side. She had them spread apart, with the slash between them gaping widely open, welcoming and awaiting Neil's penile ravaging. Neil could see she hadn't exaggerated about how wet she was-- the flesh of her furrow was wet and glistening from the secretions their touches and kisses had produced. Drawn by that hot flesh, he got into the space between her legs, his cock poised just above the matted fur of her pussy. He gazed down at her and their eyes locked. Hers were smokey, filled with lust, and he knew his must be the same. As deliciously enjoyable as the two hours they had just spent in kissing, dancing, and caressing each other, they had been merely a prelude to this culminating moment. Neil's emotions were almost overpowered--he had never felt such a overwhelmingly strong feeling of combined love and lust in his entire life. "Fuck me, Neil. Oh, God, do it, NOW! I need your cock. Get it inside me and fuck me as hard as you can." Neil groaned loudly in response to Onny's lewd request and thrust downward, pushing his rigid male spear into the heat and moisture of her sex. His passion had been at a peak for hours and his desire was just as strong as hers. His throbbing cock needed to be in Onny's hot sexual confines--it ached to be driven deeply into the clutching, wet core of her sexual flesh. He put his hand on the base of his cock and guided it down her wet, slippery furrow, thrusting forward, propelling his cock down to her vaginal entrance. They both moaned, and the sounds co-mingled as they cried out in pleasure from the meeting of hot flesh with hot flesh. At last finding the opening into Onny's sheath, Neil shoved forward, pushing hard, and drove the full length of his cock into her with one sweeping motion. As their pubic hair intermingled, Onny squirmed her hips and shoved them forward, pushing her pussy hard up against the base of his cock. Her eyes were open wide and she breathed out hard, releasing her breath in a long gasp. With an almost hissing sound, she cried out, "Yes! Oh, God, yessssss...." Onny spread her thighs apart even further than before, allowing Neil to penetrate a half-inch more. Relaxing a little, she closed her eyes and whimpered softly, "Oh, so good...it's so good...feels...so...gooood... need this soooo much...so muuuch." Neil experienced almost excruciating pleasure from the penetration. Onny's pussy was tight--tighter than it had been the first time they had made love--and the heat and moisture he felt as it grasped his cock made his pleasure soar even higher. That pleasure combined with the tenderness of his love for Onny and made him light-headed. It was sheer ecstasy, and he couldn't imagine there being anything better than what he was experiencing at that moment. Neil slowly pulled his cock out of Onny's pussy until just its head remained inside the warm lodging place. Pausing for only a moment, he rammed it back in, shoving with the full force of his hips. She had asked to be fucked hard and that was what he was trying to do. She opened her eyes and said, "Oh, yeah! Do it hard like that. That's what I need. Fuck me like I was a whore. Don't worry about hurting me, just fuck me as hard and fast as you can." Taking Onny's legs in his hands, Neil pulled them up to his chest and then put them over his shoulders. He leaned into them and pulled her hips high off the bed, positioning them so that he could drive his cock directly into and out of her pussy. Using his legs and arms for leverage, he pistoned his cock in and out of Onny's upturned vagina, shoving in with as much force as he could muster, driving in and pulling out in rapid-fire progression. He had always wanted to make love in this fashion, with complete control and mastery, but had never met a woman who liked it that way. Neil's love for Onny increased from the realization that not only were they equal in level of sexual desire, but their favorite approach and positions were similar. Onny was loving it hot and hard, and Neil was loving giving it to her that way. Onny's eyes squeezed tightly and she shouted, "Aggghh!" Neil would have thought that he was hurting her except that her pussy was convulsing and she was shoving herself up against him with the same force and speed as he was using. She wasn't hurting, she was coming...and coming hard. She arched her back up toward him and cried, "Oh, God! Coming! Comiiinnggggg!" Despite Onny's obvious ecstasy, Neil didn't let up for one second and just continued to drive his cock into her. The convulsions of her orgasm rippled up and down his cock, sending waves of pleasure through him, and he knew that he would soon be joining her in the ascension to climax. He reached up under Onny and grasped her buttocks in his hands. Each time he pistoned his shaft into the heat of her vagina, he pulled her hips against him. He knew that this action forced his cock against her clitoris, and that each movement of his cock stroked across her most-sensitive spot. Neil could tell this action was having the effect he was seeking because she started moaning again and shoving her hips against each of his entries. The hard muscles in her buttocks clenched and unclenched with each stroke, and he knew from their previous love-making that this was one of her signs of impending orgasm. Neil wanted he and Onny to experience simultaneous orgasm, and he renewed his efforts to make her come again. Neil's cock was beginning to go into small contractions and was jerking a little each time it bottomed out and brushed against Onny's cervix. He could not delay orgasm much longer--his sexual need had climbed to its very peak and was on the verge of eruption. Suddenly, he felt the muscles in his legs start to quiver and up deep inside him he could feel his prostate gland expand, preparing to blast his sperm up his cock and into the receptacle of Onny's hot, clutching pussy. Neil groaned aloud, first just little whispered moans, and then loud ones. The tempo of his strokes increased to a frantic pace. His cock swelled and then contracted, jerking and spasming, and come shot out in huge draughts, gushing out and filling what little space was left inside Onny's pussy. "Oh, God, I'm there!" he shouted. He drove his cock to the very depths of Onny and then held it in place, his hips jerking and his cock swelling then contracting, over and over again. Each contraction produced another spurt of come, and Onny's pussy was soon overflowing, hot juice seeping out and down the crevice between her ass cheeks. Seeing the ecstasy Neil was experiencing triggered Onny's orgasm. "I'm coming, too...Oh, God, I'm coming again!" Onny cried, convulsions and spasms once more jerking her hips and belly muscles. The contractions of her vagina around his jerking cock sent Neil to even higher heights of ecstasy, and all he could do was cry out and moan in reaction to the most pleasurable experience of his life. He dropped her legs from over his shoulders and let himself down on top of Onny, bringing his mouth to hers and kissing her with an ardor he had never felt before. They lay belly to belly, each able to feel little tremors run through the other as their orgasms slowly lessened in strength. After several minutes Onny's pussy stopped contracting around Neil's cock and his jerking and spurting ceased. He was still feeling pleasure, though, and his cock has not lost any of its rigidity. He felt like he could go on fucking forever, that he could come again if he continued to fuck Onny. That had happened to him once before, the first time he had fucked a girl. On that occasion, he finished one orgasm and then went right on to another. The second one took longer than the first, but it was every bit as good. Making love to Onny was almost like losing his virginity for the second time, and he felt he could again be multi-orgasmic, just as he had on that other occasion. Onny could feel his rigidity still extending into her and she murmured "Ummmnnn" into their mouths. Neil pulled his lips away from hers and she said, "I know you came... oh God, DO I...but you're just as hard as before. I can feel your hard cock all the way up deep inside me." "I know. It's just staying up, hard as ever. It still feels good to have it in your pussy. God, I feel like I can have at least one more orgasm right now. How about it? Are you game for me to keep going?" "Yes!" Onny said. "Oh, God, yes! Keep fucking me. I love it. I want to see how many times I can come before you do. Let's get turned around on the bed, though, so we can be more comfortable." Onny turned around and stretched on the bed, knees lifted, legs apart, and pussy wide open for Neil to remount her. She felt down between her legs and said, "I'm sopping wet. I've got your come all over my pussy and thighs. I can even feel it down between my buttocks. Do you want me to clean up some of the mess first?" "No, don't do that. I think it's all the slippery lubrication that's helping to keep me turned on. I'm crazy about the feel of wetness on your body. It's a complete turn-on for me." "Oh, God, Neil, I'm the same way. I just love come. I love to taste it, to have it inside me, to have it all over me." Neil was amazed at Onny's reaction and he whispered, "We're just alike. Where have you been all my life?" Onny smiled and said, "I was thinking exactly the same thing about you." She lifted her arms out to him and said, "Oh, God, Neil, come on, get it in me. Let's keep on fucking. Let's keep fucking until we just can't go anymore. Come on, let's fuck each other senseless." Onny's earthy language filled Neil with a surge of concupiscence, and getting between her open legs, he spread them even further apart and thrust his cock into contact with her sexual furrow. Nudging his shaft into the opening of Onny's waiting pussy, he murmured, "Oh, God, yes. Let's fuck all night." Neil sank his cock all the way into Onny's slippery tunnel, pushing slowly until its swollen head came into contact with her cervix. Upon reaching to her full depths, Neil sighed softly "Ahhhhh." Pressing his pubic bone into tight contact with hers, he murmured, "Oh, yes...so wet...hot...slick... tight...good...still so gooood." Neil lowered his face close to Onny's and whispered, "I love you, Onny Olsen. I love everything about you." Staring into Neil's eyes, Onny whispered back, "I love you, too. I love you for loving me without knowing anything about me. I love you for what you do to me. No man has ever made me feel the way I feel now." She smiled and said, "I especially love you for what you're doing to me now." She pulled his lips down to hers, sealing their expression of love with a kiss. As she thrust her tongue into his mouth, she wrapped her legs around his, grasping them tightly. Neil began a slow in-and-out movement, pushing his cock in and then pulling it out of Onny's pussy. Using the leverage of her legs wrapped around him and a raising and lowering of her hips, she met each of his slow thrusts with one of her own. They continued their long, deep kiss, using their tongues to imitate the action of their lower bodies. Except for an occasional "Umnnn" murmur of pleasure, the only sound was that of wet flesh meeting wet flesh. Onny began to move her hips with more force, intensifying the way she was bucking her pussy up to meet Neil's cock, and she moved a hand down between their bodies and put a finger into the top of her furrow. Moving her fingers with gentle stroking motions, she stroked her clitoris and masturbated herself in time with Neil's fucking motions. Onny's legs squeezed down on Neil's waist and her mouth opened wide, a slow moaning sound escaping into his mouth still pressed against hers. She started grunting, making "uh, uh, uh" sounds, keeping perfect time with her forceful thrusts against him and strokes of her finger against her clitoris. Neil pulled his mouth a few inches away from Onny's and whispered, "Again?" Onny muttered, "Yes! Oh, God, yes! I'm coming again." She locked her legs in a tight grip and held her hips up against Neil's cock, pressing it hard against him. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly "Ooooohhhhhhh." She loosened her tightly gripping legs a little and made little fucking motions, moving her pussy up and down on Neil's cock. Then ceasing her movement, she opened her eyes and smiling up at Neil said, "Yeah, I came again. Oh, boy, did I! " She started her up-and-down motions again and with a smile on her face said, "I'm not senseless yet, though, because it still feels sooo goooood." Giving him a little kiss on the lips and clenching her pussy tight around his cock, she said, "How about doing it doggy-style for a while? I love getting it from the backside." Sitting up and pulling his wet, rigid cock from out her pussy, Neil said, "Oh, yeah! That's one of my favorite positions. I love being able to see my cock going in and out. You have one of the most gorgeous asses I've ever seen, and I'll get to watch it while we fuck." Onny turned over and got up on her knees, pushing her ass up high. She laid her head on the pillow and turning it to the side, she grinned at Neil and said, "Bow-bow." Neil growled with mock ferocity and crawled up against her backside, guiding his cock into Onny's upthrust pussy. Finding its entrance, he pushed his hips forward and slid his shaft in, pushing it into her hot depths. "Ohhhh," Onny moaned, "it's still so hard. Ahhhh, it goes in so deep this way." Neil looked down to where his cock was buried so fully and deeply in Onny's pussy. He pulled it out, watching the lips of her nether opening draw out with his cock, circling it tightly. Then, when a mighty shove, he drove it all the way back into her sopping wet hole. As he continued his see-saw movements, he could see sperm being forced out, forming a frothy circle around his cock. Onny leaned forward each time he pulled out and then jerked her hips back toward him with each of his forward thrusts. She had her eyes closed now, a smile on her face, fully participating in the coital motions and obviously enjoying being so thoroughly fucked. Neil was enjoying it, too. Just the sight of Onny's ass working backward and forward made his libido soar even higher. His pleasure was mounting fast and the feeling of climbing higher and higher was coming on him. His vision was becoming blurred, little sparkles coming before his eyes, and he knew that the second orgasm he had been building to through their thirty minutes of almost non-stop fucking was rapidly approaching. Neil grunted with each of his thrusts, working faster and with even more force. Onny moaned loudly and put her finger on her clitoris, rapidly rubbing and stroking her fingertip across the bulging little nubbin nestled at top of her gaping, engorged labial lips. Neil used quick, short strokes, his hips moving as fast he could thrust in and out. He cried out in ecstasy as the first contraction of his cock caused it to jerk and swell inside the heat of Onny's pussy. Her hips were jerking, also, and twisting around and around, turning her pussy around Neil's now pulsating cock. The finger she had on her clitoris was almost a blur as she masturbated herself. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," Onny moaned in a continuous cry of pleasure. Her ass started trembling against Neil's stomach and her pussy clamped down hard on his cock, pulsating with little contractions and sending ripples all up and down his cock. A huge burst of come spurted out of Neil's cock, shooting out and making Onny's pussy even more wet than it already was. Onny grabbed the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart, urging Neil to drive in even deeper, to get his sperm as deeply inside her as he could. "Oh, God, Onny, I'm coming! Can you feel it?" "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Onny screamed. "I'm coming, too! We're coming together. Come with me, darling. Fill me up with your sweet, white joy. Give me all your come, deep up inside me." Onny and Neil continued to fuck, gradually slowing down until they were just barely moving against each other. Neil's whole front was wet from their juices. They had come out around his cock, matting his pubic hair, soaking his balls, and down the inside of his thighs. Onny was just as wet--her ass cheeks where shiny from their moisture and the insides of her thighs were covered with a coating of their secretions. They stopped their motions entirely, remaining motionless, breathing hard, their contractions beginning to slowly ebb. Dominated at last, Neil's now-soft cock came out of Onny, falling down into the wet channel of her pussy. Neil pulled away from Onny and she reclined on the bed, turning over on her back so that she was facing him. Her eyes were half-closed and the soft smile on her face was one of complete satisfaction. Looking at her, Neil had a full appreciation of what the expression "well-fucked" meant. If ever there was woman who looked well-fucked, it was Onny at that moment. Neil lay down alongside Onny and turned on his side, facing her. For minutes they just lay there silently, each taking deep breaths, enjoying the slowly ebbing pleasure of their love-making. Onny finally broke the silence by whispering, "God, Neil, it's never been like this before. It's like I had never made love before." She turned on her side and they were now face to face. She put a hand up on his cheek and stroked it with light, loving touches. Leaning her head forward, she brought her lips to his and kissed him very gently. Their passion at last subdued, the kiss was one of love--tender, soft, endearing. She broke the kiss and with a smile whispered, "You did it, darling. I'm senseless, utterly and absolutely senseless." She closed her eyes, and breathing softly, fell asleep in only seconds. Neil realized that he was limp and exhausted from their extended love-making, so he pulled the light blanket up over them and turned off the bedside lamp. Within minutes, Neil, too, was fast asleep. * * * When Neil awoke the next morning, he found Onny's side of the bed empty. He could smell the aroma of coffee and bacon cooking and knew that Onny was up and fixing them breakfast. Remembering that they had immediately gone to sleep after a long, wet session of love-making, he was glad for a chance to clean up before coming face to face with Onny. He got his bag and went into Onny's bathroom to repair the previous night's damage. After making use of her toilet, he showered, shaved, and combed his hair. Wrapping a towel about himself, he went in search of Onny and breakfast. When Neil saw Onny, he almost laughed aloud at the incongruity of her appearance. There she stood, completely nude except for a frilly apron that covered her front. Her back was turned toward him and he took advantage of the opportunity to see her beautiful ass in the full light of day. She must have heard his breathing because without turning around she said, "It's about time you were getting up, Mr. Sleeping Beauty. I've been up for almost an hour. I've showered, shampooed, and gotten rid of all the residues a certain man left me with last night." After she ladled the eggs she was cooking onto a plate, she turned toward him and with a smile as bright as the morning sunshine beaming into the window said, "Don't I look domestic?" Neil laughed and said, "I like the way your backside looks better than the front." Onny grinned and said, "Well, if you don't like my apron, we can fix that." She reached behind her, loosed the apron tie, and shrugged it off her shoulders. As it feel into her hands, he had an unobstructed view of now completely nude body. If anything, she was more beautiful in the morning's light than she had been the night before. Even after a night of complete satiation like the one they had just had, Neil could not help reacting to Onny's sexual appeal and the front of his towel began to bulge outward, his cock swelling and tenting it out. Onny glanced down at the evidence of Neil's arousal and grinned. "Well, just look at you this morning. I thought I would have to feed you to keep up your strength, but you look like you still have lots left." "Like I said, old Roscoe is indomitable." Onny came up to Neil and said, "Well, if I'm going to be naked, so does old Mr. Indomitable." She grabbed the towel from his waist and whisked it off, leaving him as naked as she. With its covering removed, Neil's semi-hard cock jutted out noticeably. Turning away from him, Onny took their plates of food to the table and poured them coffee. "Come on and enjoy my culinary skills. It's a little early for a naked lunch, but we can have a naked breakfast." Grinning at him, she sat down and said, "Naked lunch will come later." After they finished breakfast and Onny had put the dishes in the dishwasher, she said, "Come help me change the sheets. It seems that some people we know got carried away last night and made a mess of them." She looked down at the well-used bedding and with a soft laugh said, "It looks like the whole sheet is one solid wet spot." Neil helped her change the bedding and doing so made him feel as domestic as Onny had looked earlier. Chores taken care of, Onny went to a closet and took a big book down from its shelf. She crawled up on the bed and sat cross-legged, the book in front of her. "I guess it's time I told you about myself. Get up here on the bed with me and I'll tell and show you all about Onny Olsen." Neil got on the bed and sat across from Onny, positioned Indian-style, just as she was. Seeing the crease between her thighs spread apart as it was served as a distraction and kept his cock at its half-erect state. Giving him a mock-stern look, she said, "Now how do you expect me to keep my mind on what we're supposed to be talking about if you sit there like that? We're supposed to be having a serious discussion and seeing you like that is getting me all hot and bothered. Tell old Roscoe to behave himself." Then with a return of her grin, "Well, at least for a little while, anyway." "Well, if Roscoe didn't have such nice hair-pie so close and staring at him, he wouldn't have this problem. He just a natural-born lover of beauty." Onny grinned and said, "Oh, poo, he's just a natural-born horny cock, that's all." Taking part of the sheet, she rumpled it up and covered her furry triangle. "There--out of sight, out of mind. Now maybe we can get our minds above our waists." Neil grinned and said, "Okay, on to a higher plane--on to the story of Onny Olsen, recently of Sweden." Onny and Neil both shifted perspectives and became serious. He was in love with Onny and really did want to know more about her, and feeling the same way about Neil, she wanted to share the story of her life with him. She told him that she was twenty-three years old, with all except the last one of those years spent in Stockholm. Even though she and her family were a mixture of both Swedish and Danish, they considered themselves Swedes. She had three siblings--two brothers and sister, all back in Sweden. She was the second-oldest, with only one of her brothers being older. Her parents had come to the United States to be interpreters in the United Nations, and having been able to get a job teaching Scandinavian languages in one of the New York language schools, she had come with her parents to live in the States. Onny reached for the big book in front of them and said, "Now that I've told you about my family, I want to show you their pictures here in this album. I think I need to warn you, though, about some of the pictures. We're a naturist family, and a lot of these pictures were taken at our camps. I hope you won't be shocked." Neil's expression became puzzled, and he said, "Naturist? I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the term." Onny gave him an impish smile. "I believe the American word is `nudist.' It means that we ran around without any clothes on--stark, buck nekkid--as you Americans might say. In a lot of these pictures, nothing but skin shows." Laughing, and giving him her best imitation of a dirty leer, she said, "And a little bit of hair and a few other interesting features, of course." She reached across and squeezed his thigh, and using a Greta Garbo accent said, "Vant to see some naked people, mister?" Seeing Neil's cock starting to rise again, she said, "Yeah, I do believe you're ready." The first pictures in the album were of clothed people, and Onny pointed out her parents and her siblings. They were a strikingly handsome family, all with the Nordic blonde hair and fair skin. She turned another page and the clothing disappeared. She pointed to a picture of her parents standing side by side, wearing nothing but smiles, and Neil almost caught his breath. Onny's mother Inga was stunningly beautiful--tall, slender, and full-breasted. Neil could see that Onny got her beauty from her mother, and from seeing Inga, he knew what Onny would look like in a few years. Her father Lars was handsome--also tall, but with a more solid physique. Another picture was of Onny's brothers. It had been taken several years earlier when her older brother had been seventeen and her little brother just twelve. Their names were Garth and Frith, and they both looked a lot like their father. That picture was followed by one of two beautiful girls, Onny and her sister Ilsa. If Onny hadn't told him she was fifteen and Ilsa fourteen when the picture was taken, Neil could have easily taken them to be twins. They were both well developed for their age: full growth of pubic hair, flared out hips, and breasts that grown women would have been proud of. Onny and Ilsa weren't children in that picture--they were fully developed nymphs, practically aglow with lush, feminine sexuality that any woman of any age would have envied. Onny looked down and saw Neil's reaction to the picture of she and Ilsa. Where his cock had been only semi-erect before, it was now fully hard and standing straight out from his body. She laughed softly and said, "I do believe that Neil likes little girls." "Not so little," Neil said. "You two don't look like little girls. You were both mature-looking, ripe and ready." Onny looked at the date written in on the bottom of the picture and said, "August, 1984. Yes, you're right. We weren't so little then--we were all pretty grown up the summer of `84. 1984 was a good year for all of us, for the whole family." She got a faraway look on her face and smiling wistfully whispered, "Oh, yes, that was a good year." Neil looked again at the picture, and then looked up at Onny. "You're beautiful now, and you were beautiful back then. Your body was fully developed. God, you looked good enough to eat." The sheet had fallen away from where it had been hiding Onny's pussy, and Neil could see that its lips were now gaping wide apart and slick with moisture. Just under them, the sheet was wet from where her secretions had been flowing. She moved the book from between them and reached out and stroked the inside of Neil's thigh, just below his now throbbing cock. "How about now?" she asked. "Do I look good enough to eat now?" Neil lifted his hands and put them on her shoulders. "You look scrumptious--twice as delicious now as you looked then." He leaned forward, pushing Onny so that she fell onto her back. He kept leaning forward bringing his mouth toward hers. "This looks like a good place to start," he said, brushing his lips lightly across hers. "You're not going to stop there, are you?" Onny murmured. "No, I'm going to eat all of you, all over." "Good," Onny said, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue between his lips as they came into contact with hers. Onny and Neil stretched out full length on the bed and embraced each other tightly. Seeing the picture of Onny in her nude, adolescent glory had turned him on immensely. Onny was turned on, too. Reflecting on something that happened about the time that picture had been taken had seemed to turn a switch on inside her, and she was just as inflamed as he was. They practically devoured each other's mouths, using their lips, tongues and cheeks to lick, probe, and suck. The sounds filling the room were liquid and obscene--hot sexuality meeting hot sexuality. Neil took his mouth away from Onny's and moved his head down to where he could make oral contact with her breasts. Her nipples were hard and standing rigidly up from the centers of the large brownish rings surrounding them, and he took one into his mouth and sucked, swirling his tongue all over its surface. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and took as much of her breast into his oral cavity as he could manage. Sealing his lips against her flesh, he applied suction to her areola and nipple and strummed the area swiftly with his tongue. She arched her back up to his mouth and murmured, "Ummnn, good. Sweet sucking mouth." Switching breasts, Neil repeated the action, giving each of her spongy hillocks equal treatment. While doing this, he stroked his hands into the area between her thighs, lightly brushing her baby-smooth skin with his fingertips. She spread her thighs apart even more, allowing his hand to roam her thighs and giving him free access to the area that lay at their top, the very core of her feminine sexuality. He moved a hand over her pussy and stroked a finger up and down her wet furrow, feeling how slick and slippery her secretions were making it. It quickly sought out the little nubbin at the top of the crease and brushed across it with just the gentlest of touches. Onny's hips quivered at the touch and she mewled a soft little cry of pleasure. Holding his thumb on top of Onny's clitoris, he pushed two fingers into the hot, slick channel of her vagina, plunging them in to he reached his knuckles. She humped her hips up to his hand and twisted them around, causing his fingers to make little corkscrewing motions inside her pussy. She muttered, "Oh, feels so good inside." Neil extracted his hand from Onny's pussy and then turned around on the bed so that his head was alongside her hips. He stretched out and turned on his side, facing her. Reaching out a hand, he took hold of her hip and pulled it toward him, rolling her over so that her pussy was accessible to his mouth. He lifted her leg up and draped it across his back. Positioned this way, her pussy was right in front of him, spread wide and available for oral attentions. Up so close, Neil could smell her womanly aroma, the scent of vaginal secretions that covered the soft, tender flesh. The scent was like an aphrodisiac to him, and moaning softly, he plunged his mouth into the wet folds and crevices of Onny's pussy. Onny responded to Neil's action with ones of her own. Just as he had done to her, she lifted one of his legs across her back. Doing this put his scrotum right under her mouth, and she licked across the wrinkles of his bag with her tongue, moving it in wet circles all over its surface. Neil's cock jerked in response to Onny's stroking of his sensitive balls, and a small drop of pre-come oozed out of his cock's little slit. Onny lifted her head and licked the dribble off, leaving the crown of his cock wet with her saliva. Onny returned her attentions to Neil's lower groin, down to the small area between his scrotum and his rectum. She licked her tongue gently across this bottommost part of his body and he groaned, jerking his hips in reaction to the pleasure she was giving him. Taking both hands, Onny spread Neil's buttocks apart, allowing the little crinkled rosebud of his anus to come fully available to her. Extending her tongue out like a stiff little spear, she delved into Neil's brownish-colored little star. She licked all around it and probed it, giving him his very first rimming. He moaned in pleasure, his voice muffled by the wetness of Onny's pussy, and clamped his hips down on her head. She was receiving pleasure from what Neil's mouth was doing to her pussy, but knowing that she was responsible for causing the near-ecstasy he was experiencing caused her pleasure to soar to even greater heights. Neil's cock jerked and throbbed against Onny's neck and chin and she knew that her rimming was driving him close to orgasm. Without her even taking his cock into her mouth, he was about to come, to shoot his thick, creamy sperm from out his pulsating shaft. Hungry for the taste of his sperm, wanting not even a drop of it to go outside her mouth, she pushed Neil over onto his back and plunged her mouth down on his shaft, taking it into the depths of her oral cavity. She spread her thighs apart and ground her wet pussy down onto his mouth, pressing the wetness fully against his mouth and tongue that were avidly eating and lapping at her sexual flesh. Onny clasped the base of Neil's cock and pumped it up and down, jacking him in perfect timing with the actions of her tongue as it swirled around the sensitive, bloated head of his cock. She sucked and slurped at his flesh, pulling it deeper and deeper into her mouth until it bumped against its deepest depths. Taking a deep breath, she swallowed and took Neil's shaft into her throat, taking him all the way in until his pubic hair was pressed against her lips. She continued her swallowing actions, breathing through her nose, and massaged his cock with the actions of her throat muscles. Suddenly Neil's cock swelled within her throat, expanding even larger than it had been. Then it contracted, and she could feel his come as it gushed up the length of his shaft and spurted out in a huge, warm glob into her throat. Needing to taste the nectar that Neil was giving her, Onny pulled his cock from out her throat and held its head within her mouth, sucking it and tonguing its surface with continuous action. Responding to this treatment, Neil's cock continued to jerk and spasm and come continued to shoot out in a steady series of gushes. Despite her attempts to swallow every spurt, her mouth was soon filled to overflowing and come poured out and dribbled down and coated the base of his cock in a pool of hot, white cream. Neil had been too caught up in his own ecstasy to continue making oral love to Onny's pussy. She had been on the verge of orgasm when he stopped and only needed a little more to crest over and go plunging down into the delirious, spasming, depths of orgasmic pleasure. Taking her mouth from his cock, Onny turned around and sat on his lap, taking his cock fully within her pussy. She pulled him up to a sitting position with her and pressed her come-coated lips against his mouth, plunging her tongue into its depths. She pushed herself up and down on Neil's still jerking cock and continued pushing her tongue in and out of her mouth. Almost consumed with her lust, Onny moaned and worked her body frantically, climbing up to and finally reaching the crest of her climax. She growled her climatic growl and went into pelvic convulsions, her abdomen jerking and spasming as the ecstasy of orgasm washed over her in wave after wave. Onny and Neil broke their kiss and just clung to each other, clasping and embracing each other with a fervor they hadn't before experienced. Slowly they released their tight hold on each other and the pace of their almost gasping breathing gradually lessened. Neil's cock was still deep inside Onny's pussy, but no longer held as tightly as it was during her orgasm. They could feel the moisture where their bodies were united. Neil had already had a pool of come at the base of his cock, and the drenching flow Onny had released at her orgasm had flowed down and drenched him even more. With an audible plopping sound, Neil's now deflated cock came out of Onny's pussy and between their bodies. Onny and Neil then stretched out on the bed, totally relaxed, enjoying the small trembles, the little after-shocks of their orgasms. After a few minutes of silence, Onny whispered, "God, but we're good together. Making love with you is almost like being reborn." She turned toward him and said, "I love you, Neil." Neil took her hand into his and said, "I love you, too. For the first time in my life, I know what love is like." Onny whispered, "I'm sorry I wasn't a virgin for you." "That's okay. That's not important to me." "But it's important to me. I love you, Neil, and I want you to meet my family. But you have to know something about us before that happens." In a small, almost hesitant voice, Onny went on, "Neil, we're not only nudists, we practice family love. All my family members are highly sexed, and rather than take chances with strangers, we meet our sexual needs within our family. Neil, my brother took my virginity." Onny became silent, waiting for Neil's reaction to her words. He remained silent for a few moments, reflecting on what Onny had said and how she felt it was so important for him to know her circumstances. Then, very quietly, he answered: "Onny, my first time was with my sister. We gave our virginity to each other." Onny sat up and stared intently into his face. "Is that really so? You aren't just telling me this to help me through this confession?" Neil smiled softly at Onny and said, "No, that's the way it really was. Because of that I know where you're coming from. I'm not upset. How could I be? This is just one more example of how much we're alike, of how much our lives are starting to intermesh." "Oh, Neil, I didn't think I could love you more than I did, but now I find I can." She lowered her body down to his and they kissed, slowly and deeply, like lovers who knew all there was to know about the other, and liked what they knew. Onny sat up and looked down at Neil and said, "But that's not all, Neil. You need to know everything. Up until we just met, I also made love with my father. Whenever my urges got overpowering, I would visit Momma and Daddy and he would take care of me. Momma did the same thing for my brothers. Still does for that matter, when they are here or she's in Sweden. None of us are jealous of the others. We all love each other and love to take care of each other so there's no risk of disease. You're the first man, other than my Daddy and my brothers, that I've made love to." Onny sat there, silently, waiting for Neil's response. He gazed into her eyes and said, "I'm not jealous, either. Your family sounds like they are marvelous, loving people and I just can't wait to meet them." Onny almost squealed in delight and relief. "Oh, Neil, we ARE so much alike! I have to warn you, though. If I bring home a handsome guy like you, you might get hit on. Momma won't be able to keep her hands off you. My sister won't, either, if you ever meet her. Will that bother you?" "Not unless it bothers you." "No, it won't. Like I told you, we don't have one iota of jealousy among us." Neil grinned and said, "It DOES sound pretty interesting. If your mother stills looks anything like that picture in the book, it should be VERY interesting." Onny grinned back at Neil and said, "She's even better looking now. Every year she seems to get better looking...and more sexy." Neil pulled Onny down beside him and said, "Why don't you tell me how it happened between you and your brother. I want to see if it was anything like what my sister Johanna and I experienced." "Well, it happened in the summer of '84," Onny started out. "So that's why that picture seemed so important to you." "Yes, it brought back memories of my first time. It happened right after that picture was taken. Well, here's how it happened...."