#69

I have an older sister, Lauren, who's 41, six years my senior. She's been married for 13 years to a guy named Nathan, 43, strikingly good-looking, broad-shouldered, and quick with a grin that could charm anyone. They live in a quiet coastal town in Oregon with their three kids. Lauren and I have always been tight, the kind of sisters who share every secret, including the spicy details about our husbands. Nathan, according to Lauren, is insatiable in bed. After their third kid, she got a tubal ligation because his constant need for sex made it impossible to keep up without risking another pregnancy. Lately, she's admitted she can't match his stamina, and she's pretty sure he's been seeking satisfaction elsewhere. "That's just men, " she says with a shrug. She's also bragged about his equipment - over 8 inches, thick, circumcised, and always ready for action. Nathan works for a tech firm with its headquarters in Seattle, and every month or so, he travels there for meetings. Last week, Lauren called to say he'd be in the city for a couple of days and would crash at my apartment. I've always liked Nathan; he's fun and easygoing. My husband, on the other hand, finds him arrogant and avoids him whenever possible. With me, Nathan's always been flirty in a playful, almost sibling-like way. He'll sling an arm around me, tease me with a wink, or give my butt a light smack as he walks by, tossing out lines like, "Damn, girl, that body's wasted on your uptight husband." On Monday, Nathan texted from the airport, saying he'd land in time for lunch but had to bolt for a meeting right after. He rolled in around noon, greeted me with a warm hug and his signature butt pat, smirking, "You're making it real hard to focus on work looking like that." I laughed it off. I'd set the table already, so we dove into lunch since he was pressed for time. We bantered through the meal, trading jokes. He mentioned Lauren's been "less adventurous" in the bedroom, his eyes lingering on my figure. I was wearing a fitted crop top that showed off my midriff and clung to my full breasts, my nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric. My high-waisted yoga pants hugged my curves, accentuating my toned thighs and the subtle outline of my pussy. Every time I stood to grab something, I caught him eyeing me, his gaze tracing my ass and legs. After lunch, I started clearing the dishes while he finished a glass of bourbon. I was rinsing plates at the sink when he brought over the last of the tableware, set it down, and stepped close behind me. Before I could react, he grabbed my wrists gently but firmly, pinning them to the counter, and pressed his body against mine. I felt the hard, unmistakable bulge of his erection grinding into my ass. "What the hell, Nathan? " I stammered, my heart racing. "Just doing what we've both been thinking about, " he murmured, his voice low and rough. His lips found my neck, planting slow, wet kisses that sent shivers down my spine. His cock, still trapped in his pants, rubbed against my ass cheeks, the friction making my yoga pants slide slightly. I squirmed, trying to pull away, but his grip tightened, and my resistance only seemed to fuel him. "Nathan, stop, " I protested, but my voice wavered. He spun me around, still holding my wrists, and leaned in to kiss me. I turned my head, dodging his lips, but he didn't relent, trailing kisses along my jaw and down to my collarbone. He wedged his thigh between my legs, spreading them, and pressed his bulge right against my pussy. The pressure sent a jolt through me, and I felt a rush of wetness soak my panties. He tugged my crop top up, exposing my bare breasts - I hadn't bothered with a bra. His mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard, his tongue flicking the sensitive bud. My nipples are my kryptonite; the slightest attention there melts me. I gasped, my knees buckling as he teased one with his mouth and pinched the other between his fingers. "Fuck, " I whispered, my resolve crumbling. I'd hooked up with guys before who got me this way, but Nathan was different - I'd always found him hot, and now he was unraveling me. I stopped fighting. He kissed me, his tongue plunging into my mouth, hungry and commanding. I kissed him back, tasting the bourbon on his breath, my hands clutching his shoulders. In one swift move, he hooked his fingers into my yoga pants and yanked them down, panties and all, leaving them tangled around my ankles. He lifted me effortlessly, setting me on the kitchen island, and peeled the clothes off my feet. Spreading my thighs, he dove in, his tongue lapping at my soaked pussy. He sucked my clit, swirling his tongue in tight circles, then plunged it deep inside me, fucking me with it. My juices coated his chin as he devoured me, and I came hard, my hips bucking, a loud moan escaping as waves of pleasure crashed over me. He stood, kissing me again, and I licked my own taste off his lips, savoring the tanginess. He flipped me over, bending me over the island, my breasts pressed against the cold granite. I heard his zipper, then felt the thick, warm head of his cock nudge my entrance. My pussy was dripping, aching for him. He teased me, sliding his tip along my slick folds, then gripped my hips and thrust in deep. I cried out, the stretch of his thick cock filling me completely, every inch pressing against my walls. He fucked me with slow, deliberate strokes at first, each one dragging a moan from my throat. "God, you're so tight, " he growled, picking up speed. His hands squeezed my ass, spreading my cheeks as he pounded into me, the wet slap of our bodies echoing in the kitchen. I felt every ridge of his cock, the way it curved slightly, hitting spots that made my vision blur. When he came, his hot cum flooded me, triggering my own orgasm. My pussy clenched around him, milking every drop, and I trembled, gasping, as my body shook with aftershocks. "Fucking incredible, huh? " he said, catching his breath. I couldn't even respond, my mind blank from the intensity. He had to rush off for his meeting but promised, "I'm back tonight, and we're not done." He knew my husband was out of town, and I'd be alone. That afternoon, a friend swung by and dragged me to a nearby coffee shop. I didn't have time to change, so I went in my crop top and yoga pants, my nipples still hard and my pussy faintly outlined, drawing stares from every guy in the place. Still buzzing from earlier, I felt a mix of shame and thrill, like I was on display. My friend teased me about my "slutty chic" vibe, but I could tell she was jealous of the attention. Nathan texted later, saying he'd miss dinner due to a work event. Lauren called, and I told her he'd come for lunch and left in a hurry, adding that he'd be back late, so I'd probably be asleep. That night, I tried to sleep but couldn't. My body was still humming, my fingers drifting to my nipples and clit as I replayed the feel of Nathan's cock. I was soaked, desperate for more. Past 1 a.m., the buzzer sounded. I'd gone to bed naked, so I slipped on a silk robe and opened the door. Nathan stumbled in, tipsy, and immediately pulled me into a deep kiss, his hands roaming my body. We made it to the bedroom, where he stripped off my robe and worshipped every inch of me with his mouth - my neck, my breasts, my inner thighs. He flipped me into a 69, his cock hovering above my face, thick and veined, pre-cum glistening at the tip. I wrapped my lips around it, savoring the salty taste, my tongue tracing the underside as I sucked him deep. His balls were tight, drawn up close to his body, and I teased them with my fingers. Meanwhile, his tongue worked my pussy, sucking my clit and probing my entrance until I came again, my moans muffled by his cock. He positioned me on my back, hooking my ankles over his shoulders. He rubbed his cock along my slit, teasing until I begged, "Please, fuck me." He slammed into me, his thickness stretching me to the limit. With my legs up, he hit so deep it felt like he was in my core, each thrust sending shockwaves through me. My breasts bounced with every slam, my nipples aching as he pinched them. I came twice, my pussy spasming around him, before he groaned and unleashed a torrent of cum, the warmth filling me as his cock pulsed. My body convulsed, my orgasm so intense I nearly blacked out, my toes curling as I gasped for air. We collapsed, sweaty and spent. At 3 a.m., I woke to him fucking me again, his cock sliding in slow and deep as he spooned me. Half-asleep, I moaned softly, letting him take what he needed. We woke around 9 a.m., and he was hard again. This time, I was barely awake, so I just spread my legs, letting him rut into me. I didn't cum, but I faked a few moans to keep him going until he finished. Nathan still comes to Seattle monthly for work but now stays at a hotel, telling Lauren it's to avoid tension with my husband. In reality, it's so we can steal a few hours together. Each visit, we push further - toys, roleplay, even sneaking quickies in risky places. It's reckless, but the thrill and the way he fucks me keep me hooked.

In the warehouse where I work, they've got security posted at the entrance to keep us from pocketing tools or materials. A few months back, they ditched the usual meathead guards and brought in two women. One's a fiery 28-year-old, all sass and quick wit, and the other, Lisa, is a sultry 50-something with a stare that could melt steel. We started with polite nods, then handshakes, and lately, when I shake Lisa's hand, her fingers linger - brushing, teasing. I thought I was imagining it, but every time, it's like she's tracing dirty promises on my skin. I decided to test the waters. One morning, I swung by with a coffee and a cinnamon roll for her. She asked what she owed me, and I smirked, "Not a damn thing." She grinned, and that was the spark. This warehouse is a dead zone. Ground floor's got a handful of grunts, the second level's just storage and me brooding solo, but the top five floors? Nothing but dust, shadows, and zero cameras - a playground for trouble. After that coffee, Lisa and I got chattier - traded smirks, let our eyes linger. Two days ago, I bitched about the cold snapping at my bones. She shivered and agreed, and I threw out, "Weather like this makes me wanna fuck someone senseless under a blanket." She laughed, husky and low, and said, "Yeah - upstairs'd be perfect for that. Warmer, too." We chuckled, but the tension was thick. Today, with the chill still clawing at us, I went for it. "If this cold keeps up, " I told her, "I'm grabbing us some whiskey shots to take upstairs after everyone's gone. Warm us up right." Her lips curled, and she purred, "Fuck yeah, I'm in." I lied to my girlfriend about a late-night inventory count and stuck around. Once the place emptied out, I hit the liquor store, snagged a bottle of Jack and some beers, and rolled back. Lisa was at her post, and I dangled the bottle. "Here's the heat - you good locking up so we can climb? " "Hell yes, " she said. "No one's sniffing around, and my boss doesn't check till midnight." "Sweet - let's move." I carried the booze; she grabbed the beers. I let her go first up the stairs, and fuck, those tight leggings hugged her ass like a second skin. Every step, she swayed harder, knowing my eyes were glued to her - my dick already twitching. Two floors up, it was dark, the upper levels a blackout maze. We dropped onto some crates, cracked the beers, and shot the shit. Then she leaned in, voice dripping, "This cold's begging for some nasty, sweaty fucking to heat things up." I grinned, "Shit, I'd pound you all night, but I've gotta drag my ass home eventually." She locked eyes, wicked. "We've got time - let's fuck the cold out of our systems, then you can run." She laughed, but I growled, "You serious? " She nodded, biting her lip. "Take me to your spot - now." She led me to a corner with a ratty mattress she kept for crashing. She turned, smirking, "What's it gonna be - you just gonna stand there, or you wanna wreck me? " I grabbed her, slammed my mouth on hers, tongue diving deep. She moaned, clawing at me, and I gripped her ass - firm, juicy, begging to be owned. I squeezed hard, grinding against her. She broke free, dropped to her knees, and yanked my jeans down. My cock sprang out, rock-hard, and she didn't waste a second - wrapped her lips around it and sucked like a pro. Her tongue swirled, flicking the tip, then slid down, taking me deep till I hit the back of her throat. I groaned, fisting her hair, fucking her mouth while she gagged and slurped, spit dripping down her chin. I couldn't take it - hauled her up, spun her around, and shoved her against the wall. I ripped her leggings down, exposing that perfect ass, and spread her wide. She was soaked, dripping, and I licked her from behind - tongue plunging into her pussy, lapping up every bit of her. She squirmed, cursing, "Fuck, don't stop! " I sucked her clit hard, then stood, lined up, and rammed into her, balls-deep. She screamed, and I pounded her relentlessly, slapping her ass red, her tits bouncing free as I tore her shirt up. We collapsed on the mattress, panting, but she wasn't done. She climbed over me, shoved her pussy in my face, and I went to town - licking, sucking, tongue-fucking her while she leaned down and sucked my cock again. We locked into a filthy 69, her grinding on my mouth, me thrusting up into hers, till we both exploded - her squirting on my face, me unloading down her throat. I flipped her onto her back, spread her legs, and fucked her again - slower this time, but deep, grinding into her while she clawed my back. She begged for more, so I pulled out, flipped her over, and took her from behind, slamming into her till the mattress creaked. She came again, shaking, and I finished hard, collapsing on her. We lay there, wrecked, till she straddled me one last time, riding me slow and dirty, her tits in my face. I sucked them raw, biting her nipples, and she ground down till we both lost it again - a sticky, sweaty mess. I dressed, kissed her sloppy, and said I had to jet. Downstairs, I scrubbed the smell of her off in the bathroom sink. Got home, and my girlfriend was horny as hell - clueless. I fucked her too, still buzzing from Lisa, and crashed, spent. What a fucking night.

While I smoked, I watched Claudia pamper Marlies' plum with her tongue. Claudia pressed her head firmly into her friend's crotch and pushed her tongue deep into her wet fuck canal. Marlies moaned and got louder when I put an arm around her shoulder and put a hand on one of her tits to squeeze them lightly. I felt the hard nipple in the palm of my hand. Marlies orgasmed just before I came up for air. She screamed out her lust. "Yes, lick me, deeper, stick your tongue deeper into my hole, lick my clit, oh I'm wet, oh I'm horny, " etc. etc. Marlies was so loud that the neighbors just had to hear it. Her whole body twitched as she came and when Claudia released herself from her crotch, her whole face was wet with the satisfied woman's pussy juice. I asked Claudia to kiss me. She did, gave me a long French kiss and I tasted Marlie's cunt. In the meantime, Marlies had sat down on the couch and also lit a cigarette. "No Kinders, that's cool, that's nice, " came out of her mouth. We sat on the couch for quite a while, stark naked, the women to my left and right. I had my arms around the women's shoulders and both hands on one tit. Marlies fiddled with my still limp willy and asked Claudia if she thought she could get it hard again, to which Claudia replied in the affirmative. She knew how to hold me because we had often done it together. After we had been fooling around for maybe fifteen minutes and smoked a second cigarette, I felt a certain hunger. I asked if there was anything to eat in the house. "Of course, darling, " Claudia said and asked Marlies to come into the kitchen to make me something. The two of them disappeared into the kitchen naked as piss and I stayed behind in the living room. When my eyes fell on Claudia's panties, I took them and smelled them. It smelled wonderfully of her cunt and I put it in my trouser pocket to wank with it later at home. I already had one of hers, but it was slowly losing its scent. But I had taken it with me without meaning to. When I had fucked Claudia at a petrol station a few weeks ago, I had put it in my jacket after I had taken it off her and later forgot to give it back to her. I hadn't even thought about the panties and found them in my jacket a few days later. Thank God my wife's cunt hadn't found him. That would have been a disaster. While I was thinking about this story and jerking off slightly to get my cock hard again, I heard the two women giggling in the kitchen. After a few minutes, they called me to come and eat. I was surprised, because I assumed they had brought the sandwiches or whatever into the living room, but I got up and went into the kitchen, now stiff again. But there was no one there and before I could say anything, Marlies called out: "We're in the bedroom." So I went into the bedroom and there was a great sight. Both women were lying on the big bed with their legs spread wide apart and I could stare right into their pussies. "Look Marlies, now he's standing again, " Claudia said to Marlies and she replied: "Great, we can do another hot number with him as soon as he's eaten. The two of them giggled again. Only now did I realize that there was nothing to eat in the bedroom, or so I thought. They noticed my astonishment immediately, of course. Marlies reached between them, put a finger in her cunt and pulled something out, put it straight back in and said: "We've made you a fruit salad. Darlings, come and eat." Whew, I was totally gobsmacked. Had the two of them put pieces of fruit in their pussies? I knelt down on the bed, brought my head down and stuck my tongue into Claudia's open cunt. Sure enough, there was fruit in her cunt. "I hope you like the fruit salad like this, " said Marlies and while my tongue was digging into Claudia's cunt and trying to fish out a piece, Claudia added: "You can have cream with it too." She reached next to the bed and suddenly had a spray can of cream in her hand. "You're crazy, you horny women, " I said, "totally crazy, but nice like this." Then I asked them to lie on top of each other so that I didn't always have to slide back and forth while eating. Without hesitation, petite Claudia lay down on top of sturdy Marlies and both pussies lay open and on top of each other in front of me. I took the cream spray and sprayed both pussies with it. "This is going to be a feast, stuffed plum with cream, " I said. They both laughed out loud and wished me a good appetite. Then I got to 'work'. First I licked the cream from the labia of the two women. While I tried to get pieces of fruit out of one or the other cunt with my tongue, I rubbed my hard cock on the mattress. It wasn't so easy to get the pieces of apple, orange and banana, as well as the cherries and grapes out of the pussies with my tongue. Once I had caught a piece, I ate it with relish. When the first pieces were out, the two of them helped me to get the pieces that were deeper in my cunt. They used the muscles of their pussies to push the pieces to the front end of the fuck canal. Marlies wanted to know if I liked it. While my tongue and mouth were emptying the pussies, I had been thinking the whole time how cool it would be if the women would piss now, but I hadn't expressed this wish because I was afraid they might think I was a pervert. But when Marlie asked, I saw my chance to express this wish "through the flower". "Yes, it tastes good, but the fruit could be a bit saltier, " I answered the question. "Saltier? Hey, fruit salad with salt, I've never heard that before, " Marlies replied. "He thinks we should pee while we're doing it, " Claudia said, while my tongue was deep in her cunt and my hands were kneading her tits. "What a piglet, " was Marlies' reply and at the same moment a few drops of her clear urine left her cunt. When I tasted the pee, I immediately pressed my mouth onto Marlies' cunt and she let out a hot, short stream. Then it also came from above. Claudia's piss ran onto my hair. I quickly changed cunt and pressed my mouth onto Claudia's but it was too late, she had already stopped again. "More", I demanded. "Later in the bathroom, okay, we don't want to fuck in a wet bed, " was her answer. I had to be satisfied with that for the time being. So I continued to poke around in her pussy with my tongue. Marlies was now massaging Claudia's tits from below and I had now pushed my hands under Marlies' ass and felt her tight buttocks. I tried to reach her asshole with one finger, but unfortunately I couldn't because the two bodies didn't allow my hands any freedom of movement. After a few minutes, there were still pieces of fruit in the pussies, Claudia asked me to lie on my back. Of course I obeyed immediately and was as eager as a felt bow to see what would follow. Claudia now positioned herself with her lower body over my face, bent far forward, pulled my buttocks and pussy apart and squeezed the remaining fruit out of her cunt. The pieces of fruit fell into my face and onto my upper body. I took them, put them in my mouth and ate. Marlies turned her head towards me and also ate a few pieces which she took directly from my body with her lips. "Fill me up and see if it's all out, " Claudia asked and before I had lifted my arms Marlies was already digging around in my open cunt with one finger. She managed to fish out another piece of banana which she put in my mouth. Then she kissed me and said: "Yummy, eh? ". Now the women changed positions. Marlies went into the 69 position and while she squeezed out the fruit, which landed directly in my open mouth, she sucked my cock. Suddenly, another short but hard stream of piss shot out of her cunt, to rinse it out, she said. Claudia laughed. We kissed each other. "Now we're going to fuck, get the dildos too, Claudia, " Marlies ordered. Claudia got up and went to the bedroom closet. Marlies turned around, pushed my cock into her cunt and started riding it. Her big tits bounced up and down. She played with her cunt muscles like I had never experienced with a woman before. She could squeeze her cunt hard or release it again when the cock needed to go deeper. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them in my hands. Claudia sat down with her legs apart at the head of the bed. I could see her plum in full view. Then she started to work on her clitoris with a vibrator. I took one hand from Marlie's tits and pushed first one and then a second finger into Claudia's fuck hole. She leaned forward. We made out and while she continued to ride my cock, Marlies grabbed another vibrator with which she stimulated her clitoris while we fucked. She screamed out her orgasm again. Her cunt twitched as she came. My cock stood like a one. Claudia had straightened up again. Marlies bent down and we made out. My fingers were still in Claudia's cunt, which was threatening to leak. Marlies got off my cock. "Fuck you now, " she said to her friend. Claudia got into position over my cock. She placed her legs to the right and left of my abdomen, then squatted down, grabbed my hard-on, brought it in front of her fuck hole and let herself slide down until the cock was all the way inside her juicer. She paused for a moment and then started to move her lower body up and down. Claudia actually had the much tighter cunt but since Marlies had pressed so skillfully with her cunt muscles it felt like it was the other way around. Thank God because I didn't want to squirt yet and wanted to savor this wonderful fuck with the two horny women to the last. "Sit on my face, I want to lick you while I fuck you, " I asked Marlies. Of course she immediately complied with my request. I already had my tongue in her hole again. The two women sat face to face, making out with each other and I took the opportunity to lick and fuck the four tits. It was divine. Marlies' cunt tasted totally fucked. Marlies was also sweating a lot and her sweat was dripping onto my body, but that didn't bother me at all. As expected, but suddenly and unexpectedly, Marlies let out a short stream of piss directly into my greedy mouth. I swallowed the urine with relish and then unfortunately waited in vain for a second mouthful. Claudia moaned. In the mirror of the bedroom cupboard I saw that she was working her asshole with the dildo and Marlies was now imitating her. The two of them licked each other incessantly, Claudia fucked my cock and I fucked Marlies' cunt with my tongue and the dildos were stuck in their assholes. At some point Marlies pulled out the dildo and held it in front of my face. Although I recognized a small brown stain from her shit on the tip, I took the dildo in my mouth and sucked on it. It tasted slightly bitter. When it was wet enough, Marlies took it away from me, put it in the back again and my tongue was back in her cunt. "That's so hot in my ass, so hot, " came out of Marlies' mouth and immediately afterwards I noticed that Claudia had ridden herself to orgasm on my cock. She also screamed out her lust: "Ah, I'm cumming, ah, oh, that's great, yes, yes.....". After Claudia had released my cock again, Marlies bent over and took it in her mouth. I was now in the 69 position with her and could see exactly how deep the dildo was in her ass. In this position Marlies could no longer fuck herself in the ass with the dildo, I was all too happy to take over. As Marlies sucked my cock, I suddenly felt Claudia's tongue on my sack as well. The ladies shared my hard-on again and while I continued to pamper Marlies' cunt with my tongue and fuck her ass with the dildo, I felt the juice rising inside me again. I interrupted my cunt licking and shouted: "I'm coming, piss please." Marlies also fulfilled this wish. Just as my sperm shot out, she let out another fat stream of her warm golden shower. I can't remember which mouth I squirted into and I didn't really care. I had a crazy exit, I was shaking with lust. We stayed in this position for a moment. The girls made out with each other, it was good that there was a mirror in the cupboard, because that way I didn't miss it. After we had separated, Claudia said that she had to piss a lot. I reminded her of the promise and the three of us went into the bathroom. Without saying a word, I lay back in the bathtub. Claudia stood on the edge of the tub at my feet and Marlies supported her by putting her hands on Claudia's ass. Claudia pulled her labia apart and at the same moment her hard, yellow stream hit my body. Claudia skillfully moved her abdomen back and forth as she pissed. Sometimes the jet hit my cock, sometimes my chest and sometimes my face. I had my mouth wide open and every now and then, Claudia would spurt her full pipe into me. I swallowed the pee that my mouth could hold. My eyes were burning but I didn't care. While Claudia was pissing on me, she cheered Marlies on: "Yes, piss on the pig. Piss on the horny guy's cock, piss in his face, piss in his mouth, piss, strull him full...." and so on. When Claudia had finished, she shook the last drops out of her cunt and Marlies gave her a kiss on the labia. "You did a good job, sweetie." "Yes, that was really cool, " I confirmed Marlies' statement and asked her to do the same to her friend with the words "Now you, Marlies". "But I don't have much left in me, you've already had almost everything, dear, " Marlies pointed out. "Squat over my mouth and let it all out, " I asked her and added, "Your pee tastes so hot." Marlies climbed into the bath and squatted over my open mouth as requested. She spread her labia with two fingers of her left hand. "Watch out, " I heard her shout and immediately afterwards it dripped out of her pussy. It took a little while and then the drops turned into a small stream. I was able to swallow it all and when Marlies really couldn't get any more out, I sucked the last drops from her labia. I was now deeply satisfied. "Would you like to take a hot shower too? " I asked my two NS donors. "No, you take a shower, I'll do it in the morning, I'm too exhausted now, I just want to sleep, " said Marlies and Claudia agreed. "That's not what I mean, " I explained to them, "I want to know if I should piss on you too? " Unfortunately, the two women didn't want me to, which was a shame because I would have liked to have done that as I also had a huge bladder pressure. Claudia and Marlies disappeared from the bathroom. I now pissed over my own body while lying down and then took a warm shower. After I had dried off, I actually wanted to go into the living room to get dressed, because I wanted to go home now, after all, my wife and children were probably waiting for me full of anxiety. But when I left the bathroom and saw the two women lying naked and cuddled up together in bed through the open bedroom door, I changed my mind. I decided to stay the night and sleep there. Maybe in the morning we would fuck again as a threesome. I crawled into bed with the women and quickly fell asleep. You can find out what happened in the morning in part 3 of the true story.

I continue to masturbate that phallus, one more drop of cum comes out of the tip; my lover of occasion snorts and snorts with pleasure; her body continues to tremble in ecstasy; my vagina drips milk and juices and throbs looking for a tube of flesh that will continue to satisfy her. All people have preferences, tastes; mine is to see the cum spurting out of the penis; it excites me to witness the hot jets escaping from his prison of flesh; the smell, the climax on the male's face as he ejaculates exacerbates my desire. I continue to masturbate and his erection is not lost, he writhes frantically, his testicles are retracted; he grabs my head and desperately seeks to penetrate my mouth; he doesn't want a hand, he wants a hot, wet hole. He accepted the invasion, his cock occupies my mouth while my lips close around the base of the phallus; he sighs with satisfaction; he starts pumping slowly he has just finished; but his desire is greater than his need to rest. My tongue circles the head of the phallus as it comes out and the shaft as it goes in; he knows how to fuck my mouth and I know how to suck it. Not content with just penetrating my mouth, he caresses my breasts and nipples, accelerating me even more. He slows down the pace to regain strength without letting the erection go down while he kept caressing me to keep my excitement going. My beginnings were late, a catholic family sows fears and taboos difficult to forget. When I discovered the pleasures of masturbation, I came to do it several times a day. I had a boyfriend who taught me about shared pleasure. The first time, we were at home; we were working on a project for the university; my parents were working, we had the house to ourselves. When we finished the project, we had about 45 minutes left before either of my parents could arrive. We started kissing and fondling; he reached under my clothes and fondled my tits, gently pinching my nipple. I felt very aroused; my arms were around his neck, letting him perform. He accelerated the pumping in my mouth, looking to finish; I delicately pulled it out and caressed the head to reassure him without losing the hardness; a little liquid came out of the tip; he turned to look at me, I was looking directly into his eyes; the tip of my tongue picked up the delicious elixir and I sucked it; when he saw me, he gasped with pleasure squeezing the sphincter and trying to give me more; a little more liquid came out and I savored it with fruition. He unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them; he put one of his hands in while the other kept caressing my breasts; he found my mons pubis and continued lower, his middle finger reached my clitoris which immediately became hard; I exhaled a sigh of pleasure when the tip of his finger began to caress my clitoris; I could no longer stand the excitement, my body was trembling uncontrollably. He lifted me up and removed my pants and panties; I was naked from the waist down. He lay on his back on the floor and asked me to sit on his mouth; I obeyed like an automaton, I wanted to continue feeling. When he placed my vaginal lips over his mouth, he began to move his lips as if he were eating a melon; a long sigh came out of my mouth, a large stream of thick liquid came out of my vagina, he was eating it with desperation as if it were an exquisite delicacy; I was pushing trying to get more of what he wanted; by instinct, my hips began to move, carving my clitoris with his lower lip, masturbating me with his mouth. I leaned forward to move more comfortably, as I did so, he stuck his middle finger into my vagina and caressed my clitoris from the inside; I had never felt anything like that, despite being so excited, he did not allow me to come, accumulating and containing that sexual energy that was screaming to be released. I saw the zipper of his pants bulging; his phallus was struggling to come out, as if it wanted to break the pants that imprisoned it. I took it out and contemplated it ecstatically; long, hard and soft at the same time; with a head that seemed huge to me; almost purple, as if about to explode. I took it delicately and without thinking, I took it into my mouth; he emitted a long moan, breathing rapidly; his hips moved forward as if he wanted to put it in more; I liked having him like that, at my mercy, controlling what he felt. The impending ejaculation brought me back; he was fucking my mouth; getting deeper and deeper; reaching my throat, I felt his head go all the way in and stay still; his cock swelled more. He was still giving me oral sex and I was giving him oral sex. I could see how the head of the cock swelled and the whole shaft began to throb; the first spurt came out, strong, white, with an aroma that made me lose my mind; at the second spurt, my whole body began to tremble, I lost my mind, I fainted, my heart stopped, my head disconnected; I had my first orgasm provoked by another person; I felt that my vagina was emptying, that it was already dry; and he kept sucking and ejaculating; I was still coming when I took the last drops coming out of his phallus into my mouth; it was a delicious liquid. My lips felt the throbbing of his shaft as he injected his seed deep into my throat; as he finished, I pulled his cock out of my mouth and squeezed out the last few drops; as I saw that white liquid, I began to orgasm, almost without touching myself. It excites me to see the ejaculation, to see the cum come out and to suck those last drops...

It's Saturday evening, my parents are at some stupid wedding and won't be back until tomorrow evening. I've eaten. Stroll upstairs and run myself a bath. I grab my book Love Letters to the Dead from my room, take off my jeans and t-shirt and lie down in the bath with my book in my hand. I'm still pissed off at Jonas and think about how I could get back at him for what he did to me yesterday. I find it hard to concentrate on my book and I put it down. I reach for my razor and start shaving my legs. Actually, it's hardly worth it because I don't have tufts of hair on my legs like many other girls, it feels more like a peach, a delicate fuzz of blonde hair. There are already more under my arms and in my private parts. I sit on the edge of the bath and shave between my legs. I love it smooth without a hair. Once everything is off, I grab the shower and rinse myself off. I get out of the bath, dry off and rub myself with my Coconut Breeze, I love the smell. Before I get dressed, I have to go to the loo again, the big business, but nobody here cares about that. I slip into my jogging bottoms, pull on my T-shirt and head downstairs. I trudge into the kitchen and grab a Coke and a bag of potato chips. I've just made myself comfortable on the sofa in the living room when the doorbell rings. Damn, who is it now, it can't be Sandra. Stinking, I go to the door without looking and open it. "What are you doing here? " Jonas is standing in front of the door. "Me, me...me." I slam the door in his face and lean back against the wall. Damn... Jonas and I are standing here in our baggy clothes. No one ever sees me like this, but it's too late now and changing is no use. "Lena, come on, I'll see you, open the door." "What are you doing here, Jonas? " "Talk to you." I open the door again. "Come in, asshole." I walk forward into the living room, Jonas follows me. I sit down on the sofa and show Jonas the armchair, I want him far enough away from me. "What was that all about yesterday, you made me miss the bus." "I'm really sorry." "I see." "I just don't want us to be seen together." "Why? " "I'm new and don't want any trouble." "You're afraid people will talk bad about you because you're having a thing with the school slut? " "No." "Then what? " "Okay...you're right, your reputation precedes you." "But I'm good enough to fuck? " Jonas looks to the side sheepishly and rubs his thighs. "How do you know where I live, Jonas? " He looks at me again and says, "I know a lot about you." "And how? " "Doesn't it matter? " "I can throw you out the door again." "I liked you from day one." "So... and why didn't you say anything? " "I wanted to find out more about you first." "You could have talked to me yesterday after the story and we could have walked home together, by the way, it wasn't very pleasant marching through the countryside in 30 degrees." "How many times, I'm sorry." "You mean with an apology that's it? " Jonas looks away again, visibly uncomfortable. "All right, do you want a drink too? " "Yes, please." I go into the kitchen and get two glasses. Damn, Jonas looks really hot today in his ripped jeans. His knees are showing through the holes, I like boys in ripped jeans. I lean on the kitchen counter for a moment, take a deep breath, grab the glasses and go back into the living room. Jonas hasn't moved a muscle. I pour him and myself a drink and drop back onto the sofa. Jonas grabs the glass and drinks it down. "Warm today, eh Jonas? " Jonas just nods. "Almost as warm as yesterday" I say and look at him angrily. "Chips? " "No thanks, Lena." We're silent for a while until I say, "And what do you really want here? " "To see you." "We would have seen each other at school on Monday." "But I wanted to see you today, Lena." "Okay, now you've seen me and you can go again." "All right." Jonas gets up and walks towards the door "I'll find the way." "Wait, Jonas." "Why, you don't want to see me, I accept that." "Come here you dumbass." I nod to the right, indicating that he should sit next to me. He sits down and asks, "So what now? " "Well, my parents are away and there's a soft bed waiting upstairs." "Don't take the piss." Jonas wants to get up, but I throw my right leg over his. "Let's be clear, I'm still pissed off with you and I don't know if you can ever make it up to me. But I'm hot too, my parents are away and I'm up for a fuck. Unfortunately, you're the only one within reach right now." Jonas looks at me in amazement and raises his eyebrows. "Do you seriously think I don't know why you're really here? You stink like a perfume store and chew on a kilo of chewing gum." Apart from that, I'd want to fuck you right now if you didn't stink like a polecat." I take his empty glass, hold it out to him and say "spit it out." Jonas spits his chewing gum into the glass, I put it on the table, sit on his lap, take his head in my hands and kiss him. His hands immediately go under my shirt and he hugs me tightly. I push away from him, "Not here, let's go upstairs to my room." I stand up, take his hand, pull him up from the sofa and drag him upstairs to my room. I throw myself onto my bed. Jonas sits down on my desk chair and looks around. "Nice place you've got here." "Do you want to talk to me about my furniture now? " I turn to the foot of my bed and lie on my stomach. Jonas gets up and goes to my CDs. "Hmmm not bad, he says, Nirvana, Creed, Scott Stapp..., you have taste. Can I play some music? " I just nod. Jonas puts Nevermind by Nirvana in the player. Smells Like Teen Spirit comes on and Jonas turns the volume down a little. He slowly approaches me, kneels down in front of my bed and we kiss. I'm totally hot and I want more. I lie down on my back again with my head towards the headboard and say "now get down to business." Jonas takes off my training pants and says "oh nothing underneath? " I spread my legs, grab his head and pull him down between my thighs. I guide him to where I want him. His tongue touches my clitoris and I immediately moan, throw my head back and press him firmly against me. "Dude, that's hot, I breathe." I feel his warm tongue inside me. His saliva and my juice mix. As he licks me, he slides a finger into my pussy and I start to moan loudly. So far I've rarely had the pleasure of being licked, most guys want it blown, or to stick it in quickly and just fuck. Jonas massages my asshole with his thumb and I tremble with pleasure. I reared up again and again. His smacking and sucking gets louder and louder. Jonas grabs my legs and presses them against my chest. He slowly moves his tongue down towards my ass. He pauses just before my butthole and moves his tongue back up to my clit. What a fucking asshole, he knows what I want and makes me squirm. Finally his tongue touches my little asshole and I flinch. I massage my pussy while Jonas circles my other tight hole with his tongue. I can't remember the last time I was this horny. I imagine Jonas fucking my ass and my excitement continues to rise. I don't want to come yet and turn on my side. Jonas looks at me and asks "what's wrong, don't you like it? " "Yes, everything's fine, Jonas, now it's your turn, take off your pants." Jonas stands in front of the bed, I crawl to him on all fours and open his pants. "Aha, nothing underneath and freshly shaved? " I have to giggle. I massage his thick cock and wait to suck him, now I let him fidget and look him in the eye while I massage his thing. Jonas comes closer and wants to kiss me. I turn my head to the side and say, "Nothing there, only if I want it." Actually, we're both ready, but I rarely do it in bed and want to enjoy every second. I turn around, throw the comforter on the floor and say "get undressed and lie down". Jonas obeys and lies down on his back. I take off my shirt and kneel over Jonas, I've always been horny at 69. I press my cunt into Jonas' face and immediately feel his tongue inside me again. His cock bobs up and down in front of me, I grab it and slowly suck it inside me. I find it hard to concentrate on the blow job because what Jonas is doing with his tongue takes my breath away. I have to pull myself together to stop myself from biting his cock with lust. Again and again I press myself firmly against his face until Jonas pushes me away to gasp for air. "Ohhhhh meiiiiiine God, it's so hot, lick, lick, lick me, you're making me so horny." I give up blowing and rest my head on Jonas' thigh, my fingers digging firmly into Jonas' legs. Jonas pauses and says "hey what's going on. I'm doing all the work here and you're just lying there." I rebel, press my cunt even harder into his face and breathe "go...on you...ass,...today it's my...turn." Jonas licks my cunt from bottom to top, he seems to like my juice. Jonas carefully starts to nibble on my labia. I scream out loud "ohhhhhhhh my God, don't...stop...don't...stop." I fight against the orgasm, I don't want to yet, I want to enjoy it and when the little wanker licks his tongue sore. Soaking wet and sweaty, I let myself sink back down and bite Jonas' thigh carefully. I stretch with pleasure - at that moment I feel Jonas' fingers penetrate my tight asshole. "Ahhhh" I shriek and swing myself up. "Dude, what are you doing? " "Don't you like it? " "Keep going, just keep going." I push myself backwards and Jonas' finger goes deeper and deeper inside me. It's an amazing feeling, he licks my cunt and sticks a finger in my ass, I get up a little and rub my wet cunt through Jonas' face. I feel his tongue again and again, but it's not enough for me. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." Moaning loudly, I let it happen. I bend over again and experience the hottest orgasm ever. Is this what an ass orgasm feels like? Twitching and wet with sweat, I lie stretched out on him with Jonah's head between my thighs. He's still licking me gently and his finger is still inside me. I flinch again and again and Jonas seems to be enjoying it. Jonas really has it, I think, but I would never tell him so. Just before dozing off, the last notes of Something in the Way are played, I decide not to wait for the hidden track Endless, Nameless. I get up. Still shaky on my feet, I walk to my desk with my rucksack underneath, bend down (not squatting of course) Jonas now has the perfect view of my perfectly shaped nectarine bottom, I want to keep him in line of course. Okay, so far only I've had my fun, of course he waits his turn. I've finally found my iPod, I plug it into my stereo and set everything to random. The first song is Don't you (forget about me) by Simple Minds. I inherited my love of good music from my father. My friends often laugh at me when I tell them that I like AC/DC, Metallica, Iron Maiden, Led Zeppelin or Simple Minds. I just love handmade music and can't do anything with all that chart shit. "Hey Jonas, I'm going for a pee, don't go anywhere, I'll be right back." "Okay, Lena." I go into the bathroom and sit on the toilet. While I'm running it, I discover the baby oil on the shelf. Wild thoughts run through my head about what I could do with the stuff, I'll have to remake my bed one way or another. I wipe my pussy with a wet wipe, grab the baby oil and head back towards my room when the phone rings. "Damn, who is that now? " I turn around and walk into my parents' bedroom, reach for the cordless phone and answer it with "Jelena, who is this? " "Three guesses" is the answer I get." "Oh mom." "Exactly, who else? " I make my way to my room and sit on the edge of the bed with my back to Jonas. "I just wanted to hear if everything's okay with you, Jelena." I put the bottle of baby oil on the floor. "Everything's okay, mom, I'm fine." Russian mothers are very caring. Jonas sits down behind me and breathes on my neck. I try to push him away with my free hand, but it doesn't help. He comes closer, puts my hair to one side and kisses the back of my neck. A cold shiver runs down my spine. "We've arrived here safely and the party is very nice. I should also say hello from everyone, it would have been nice if you had accompanied us." "Mom, you know I'm not interested in family and I don't like celebrating anyway." Jonas moves his hand over my back to my waist, to the front, to my stomach and up to my breasts. It feels good. Still, I could punch him. "Have you eaten, Jelena? " I bite my lips to keep from moaning. "Yes mom, I made myself pizza." "Jelena, I cooked you something extra, you just had to warm it up." Jonah's hand moves down between my legs and I snort slightly. I push myself backwards and let out a short groan. "Uhh...mom, a pizza won't kill me." I try to pull myself together with all my might but I can't manage it and open my thighs with twitching movements. "No Jelena, I know that, but you've inherited your father's sensitive stomach." Jonas pushes a finger inside me and I press my lips together. "Mom, do we have to talk about this now? " "No of course not, what's wrong with you, you sound so funny." "Nothing mom, I'm just warm." "Yes, it's pretty hot here too. Please remember to lock the doors, it'll be dark soon." I throw my head back onto Jonas' shoulder and have to take a deep breath. I find it hard to concentrate and I can no longer suppress a groan. Now it's already two fingers. "Ha...have...I, I have to swallow, I finish the sentence in a hushed voice, I've already done it mom." "That's good, Jelena, you know what kind of people hang around here." I can't answer and my mother asks, "Are you still there? " I swallow and take another deep breath "yes...I'm...still here." "Okay Jelena the connection is very bad, I have to go back in too, if anything happens you'll let me know, okay Jelena? " I pull myself together again with all my might and say "don't worry, I'm old enough and can look after myself. Bye mom and have fun." "Okay Jelena, I know you're almost grown up and I don't have to worry, bye my child and sleep well." I hang up with a deep sigh "uhhhhhhhh." I close my eyes, take a deep breath, pull myself out of Jonah's embrace and jump up. Waving the phone in my hand, I ask "do you know who that was? " With raised eyebrows, Jonas replies "hmmmm...your mother? " "Hell yes, my mother! " Jonas just grins and asks "did she notice anything? " "Was she supposed to notice something, you ass? " "You had yourself well under control." "Just about." "Oh come on, you liked it." "Yeah, I mean no...don't ever do anything like that again." I put the phone down on my desk and sit down cross-legged on my bed next to Jonas. "So what are we going to do now? " Jonas asks. "I don't know, just listen to music! " My iPod is playing Fuel by Metallica, I make a forkful of chips and headbang to it. "I can do that at home too." Says Jonas. Jonas sits down in front of me and runs his index finger between my breasts down to my stomach and asks "Should I go? " "No, Jonas." I lean to one side and reach for a bottle of water next to my bed and take a deep sip. I give Jonas the bottle, lean over to the other side, reach for the baby oil and hold it out to Jonas. Jonas shakes his head and says, "Thank you, water is enough." "You're stupid, what do you think I'm going to do with it? " "Don't tell me you're a mother now." I hit Jonas on the chest with the flat of my hand "you idiot, you know what I want." "Yes, I can guess, have you ever done this before? " Jonas asks. "No and you? " "No" says Jonas. "Okay, so we're both still virgins in this area, let's just give it a try." I push Jonas over, he lies on his back, I sit on him and start kissing him. After a long French kiss, which he has now earned, I grab his wrists and pull them over his head. Stretched out over Jonas, my breasts are now hanging over his face and he starts licking my nipples. I immediately get horny again. I release my grip and slowly sit up and ask, "Ready? " Jonas just nods. I reach behind me and feel his thick, hard cock. "Okay, he's ready." I slowly slide off Jonas and kneel down, leaning forward. Jonas takes the baby oil and kneels behind me. Although I am very nervous, I try to relax. I concentrate on the music, The Ballad Of Chasey Lain by the Bloodhound Gang is playing and I think - how fitting. I don't see what Jonas is doing. I feel a thick drop of oil in the crack of my ass slowly running towards my rosette and I flinch. "Everything OK, Lena? " "Everything's fine, keep going." I feel Jonas' fingers wandering around my rosette until he finally carefully pushes it inside me. With light thrusts he pushes his finger deeper and deeper inside me. With his other hand Jonas massages my clitoris and I manage to relax. With my left hand I knead my breast. A hint of fear is in the air, almost like the first time. But this time it increased the tingling eroticism immeasurably. "Are you ready? " asks Jonas. "So much." I'm actually scared, but I don't let it show. I hear the oil bottle gurgling. Jonas takes his hard penis in his hand and places his bulging glans right on my asshole. He carefully starts to press and slides up and down quite awkwardly a few times before I feel a slight give. My heart is racing with excitement. Jonas leans forward, kisses my back and says, "Relax, I'm very careful, if it hurts, say so." I force myself to breathe calmly and relax. Jonas continues to press gently and I feel his cock moving into me millimeter by millimeter. Again and again he pulls it back briefly and then forwards again with a little pressure. The feeling is great, it hasn't hurt so far. I hear the oil bottle gurgling again and something cool running down my thighs. Jonas presses harder. I grit my teeth and cling to my pillow. Damn, the thing has to be in soon, I think. I bend forward a little because I feel a brief burning sensation. The burning subsides and I press myself back. Finally his rod is all the way in and Jonas starts to thrust carefully. He grabs my pelvis and keeps pulling me towards him. I can hardly believe it, I'm being fucked in the ass for the first time and it's damn hot. Our movements are still very slow, but I feel my ass expanding with each thrust. Jonas pulls his cock further out after each thrust and thrusts it back in more forcefully. I press myself against his thigh with my hand to show him that he should slow down, he immediately slows down, but carefully pushes it in all the way. Jonas bends over me and kisses my neck. Now he no longer thrusts, but instead rocks his pelvis. I moan with pleasure for the first time and breathe "Uhhhhhh... shit, that's hot, you can keep going like that." Jonas grabs my stomach, without pulling his cock out he turns us onto our left side. I stretch my leg in the air and Jonas pushes it all the way back into me. I bite hard into my pillow to stop myself from screaming. I hear Jonas moan for the first time too. My asshole is now so wide that his movements are getting more and more violent. Jonas grabs my leg and holds it for me. I work on my pussy with my right hand and would love to push my whole hand in. "Do you like being fucked in the ass? " I can hardly answer, I take my head off the pillow "oh... yes, fuck me faster... faster... faster" Jonas increases the pace again and I hear our naked flesh slapping against each other. Juice keeps squirting out of my slit. I lick my fingers and stick them deep into my wet pussy again. If Jonas keeps going like this I'll faint. "Oh God, that's hot" grunts Jonas. "Fuck me harder... harder... harder." My asshole is wide enough now, Jonas pulls his cock out and rams it deep in again and again. I never want to be fucked any other way again. I press myself tightly against Jonas and force him to slow down the pace as I feel my orgasm approaching. Jonas pulls his cock out and says "turn on your back, I want to see you." Hastily, without wasting a split second, I throw myself on my back. Jonas grabs my pillow and pushes it under my ass. He grabs my legs and presses my knees to my chest, bends down and sticks his tongue into my asshole, which is still wide open. "Come on, Jonas, keep fucking me, you can lick me later." Jonas bends over me. I press my calves against his shoulders. He doesn't find the entrance straight away, so I help him by lifting my ass. Slowly he pushes his cock back in. I let out a deep "uhhhhh". Jonas' thrusts get faster. Again and again he rams it deep into me. Tears run down my cheeks, I scream with pleasure and Jonas gets louder and louder too. He calls out "I'm coming...I'm coming" "No...you're not,...not until...I'm ready." I grab his neck with both hands and pull him down to me, pressing his forehead to mine. "You...wait...until I'm...ready..." He slows down, but thrusts with full force. All I can let out is a wheeze, "Uhhh...uhhh...uhhh." I let go of Jonas' head and grab my bed with both hands, left and right. The approaching orgasm robs me of my senses. Everything goes black, I arch my back, and Jonas struggles to stay on top of me. I scream, "Now...now you can..." Jonas rams his cock into me one last time, all the way to the hilt. I moan loudly and feel my asshole getting warm and his cock twitching slightly inside me. I pull Jonas down to me and we kiss with a long French kiss. With a loud smack, Jonas pulls out his half-flaccid cock, rolls off me, lies on his back next to me and says "wow, that was awesome, wasn't it? " Still out of breath, I answer "but so much, that calls for a sequel." Jonas turns on his side, looks at me and says "but not today." "And why not? " "You got me, Lena." "Hehe" I have to giggle. "Wait, I want to try something." I open my bedside table drawer, take out my hand mirror and show it to Jonas. "What do you want with it now? " "Look, I saw that in a porno once." Jonas looks at me questioningly. I sit up a little, hold the mirror between my legs and start to squeeze. Jonas looks on in amazement. With a long sound like someone is squeezing an almost empty ketchup bottle followed by a fart, I squeeze all the juice out of my asshole. Jonas looks at me and says, "Lena, you just cummed all over your pillow." "Shit, maybe it would have been better to put something underneath." We both laugh and lie down again. I turn to Jonas, he takes me in his arms and I snuggle up to him. We slowly doze off to the soft sounds of Metallica's song One. I wake up when Jonas kisses my forehead and whispers, "Sweetheart, I have to go." I cling tightly to him and say, "Please stay." "No, that's not possible, it's almost 12, I really have to go home now. Otherwise my mother will worry." "Call her and tell her you're coming tomorrow, I'll make breakfast too." "No, that's not possible." Jonas lets go of my arms and stands up. I sit on the edge of the bed and watch him get dressed. "Will we see each other again outside of school, or was that just a one-time thing? " I ask. Jonas leans down to me, kisses me and says "of course we'll see each other again, but don't make a big deal about it, please promise me." I just nod. "Can I use your toilet for a minute? " "Sure, you can, first door on the left." Jonas goes into the hallway. I reach under my bed for my nightshirt. I put it on and follow Jonas into the hallway. I hear the toilet flush and Jonas steps out into the hallway. "I'll walk you to the door." "Okay, Lena." When I get downstairs, I open the door for Jonas. "Wait, Jonas." I grab his hand. "Are you going to just run off again and leave me standing here like an idiot like yesterday? " "No, of course not." He takes my head tenderly in both hands and we kiss with a long French kiss. Jonas lets go and says "I really have to go now, princess." "Okay, Jonas, I understand." Jonas turns around and goes through the door. Leaning against the door, I watch him until he disappears into the darkness. I close the door, go upstairs to my room and decide not to change the bed sheets today and to sleep without a pillow.