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Date: 11/3/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, First Time, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: wantsomefun, Rating: 89.1, Source: sexstories.com

rest of the crowd and headed for the door. The owner called us aside. “You two gonna be here tomorrow? My treat, of course. The fuckin’ place will be packed. I can hardly wait. Hey,” he said to me, “you okay to drive home?” “We’re just moving his car to the motel,” Martha offered. “The motel? OH! Cool! You kids make a fuckin’ great couple. See ya tomorrow?” “We’ll be here,” I said. In the car, Martha asked, “Are we a couple now?” “Not sure what that means.” “He called us a couple.” “Yeah, but what does it mean? To you, anyway?” “Not sure. When we got to our room, she flopped on the bed. “A couple enjoys each other’s company.” “Right.” “And they have sex.” “Sometimes, yes.” “Not sure we should be a steady couple like some of those sappy kids in high school,” she said. “We can’t be together all the time. Our colleges are an hour apart.” She started getting undressed, so I did the same. She lay on her back, unselfconscious about her nudity. “I think I like the sex part.” “Me too.” My cock sprang rigid from my shorts when I took them off. I joined her on the bed and pulled her to me. We kissed anxiously this time, and soon she grabbed me. “I’m a little sore, but I don’t care. Put it in me again.” I assumed I should take it slow for this, her second time, but she would have none of it. As soon as I was seated in her opening, she used her heels on my back to pull me in. “I watched my roommate’s boyfriend finish in her mouth. Do you like to do that?” “That’s up to you.” “We’ll save ... it for next time. I want to learn how to make you feel as good as you did me, but right now I want the same thing as before.” I gave it to her. I learned to recognize her impending orgasms and to encourage them. She cried out with each one loudly enough I was glad the rooms on either side of ours were empty. Finally, I filled her. We rolled apart. “Holy shit,” she chuckled. “What?” “Is it like this every time?” “I dunno. Sex is fun.” “It is, but it’s messy,” she giggled. “I need to clean up.” When she was done in the bathroom, I took her place. “Can you bring a towel?” she called. “There’s a wet spot on the bed.” I handed her the towel and found my shorts. “Don’t put them on. Let’s sleep naked,” she said. We covered the dampness and pulled the covers up. She spooned against me. “Do I feel what I think I feel against my ass?” “Yeah. Sorry.” “Don’t be. You said you look at it.” She plumped her pillow, pulled my hand over her to cup her breast, and fell asleep. When we got to Martha’s house the next morning, she asked, “What should I wear tonight?” “I dunno. What do you feel like wearing?” “Something that comes off easily. I’ll pay for the room. Women’s Lib and all that.” “We have the other joint,” I reminded her. “No brownies tonight for me,” she said. “Martha, you asked last night if we were a couple.” “You tactfully avoided answering me, and I’m glad. I like what we have.” “All of it?” Her hand moved to my groin. “All of it. We’ll take this as it comes. In a couple weeks we ...