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Sixth time's the charm
Date: 9/2/2017, Categories: Interracial, Author: SirSpewalot, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
I love you.” “I love you too. When did you know?” “Maybe three weeks ago. I wasn’t sure until last weekend though, when you showed me around your house. I felt like I belonged here. I waited a week to think about it, and that just made me even surer.” She smiled, “Yes, you belong here.” “With you.” “And to me.” She then took me by the hand towards her bedroom. “Now return the favor before I burst.” She came repeatedly under my tongue and lips. I lay atop her, my body pressed as hard into hers as I could manage, and slid into her as she wrapped her limbs around me and said, “Cover me, love, stay on top of me, crush me.” I lasted twenty minutes and stared hungrily into her face as another orgasm took her. The look on her face pushed me over the edge, and when I said I was coming she said, “Fill me up, love, I’m all yours.” I let myself go and rode her to a long climax. As we lay there afterwards, she said, “I guess we’re becoming a boring old couple of farts. I didn’t feel like talking tonight.” “No. I didn’t need it.” “Me neither.” We smiled and she said, “Maybe the talking was just our way of telling each other how much we were into each other without saying that .” “Sort of nature’s way of keeping two people together until they knew? Make them fascinated by just the thing that might keep them from daring to stay with each other otherwise?” “Ah, I like that! Or until they saw each other as themselves.” “Except,” I said, “that that is part of you. I still see it.” “And does ... it still turn you on?” “More than ever, love. It just doesn’t need saying now.” A few seconds later she laughed softly. I looked at her and she said, “I’m so glad you stayed our first night.” “I was so glad you let me.” “I was so glad you wanted to. That one of you finally wanted to stay with me. It made me so happy, like something natural would finally come out of it. That it wasn’t just a sick fascination of mine.” “I wonder how many of the other five wanted to stay but just weren’t brave enough.” “The right one stayed. I just hope they’re brave enough next time.” A year later we went to the hotel bar one Friday night at 8:30. Jane was still working there and stared at me for a long second, then smiled in recognition and came over to say, “Long time, stranger.” She looked at Gloria and said, “I remember you. Faye and I wondered if you’d taken him off the market.” I nodded and handed her a twenty. “Two scotches.” She grinned and said, “I’m glad to see you’re still doing the ol’...” and jammed her index finger in the hole of her other hand. Gloria and I smiled and I made the same motion with my ring finger instead, and a second later Gloria held up her hand to show off her ring. Jane laughed and put the bill in her apron. “Second round’s on the house. Congratulations!” After we took a sip, we looked around the bar. “Not the worst bar I ever picked up a guy in,” she said. “Best bar in the world as far as I’m concerned.” After our scotch on the house, Jane asked if we wanted ...