Date: Tue, 16 Nov 2004 17:37:40 +0000
From: Rob H <robz8000@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sarah's Story 6

Chapter 8 -- Sarah and Mike

Cambridge is a charming city nestling on a bend in the River Cam as it
lazily slides North-Westwards until losing its own identity and becoming
part of the more industrial Great Ouse which then flows on towards King's
Lynn and the Wash. The town is dominated by the great university where
religion and education come together to produce the scholars needed to build
economic empires but unlike its more arrogant cousin in the Cotswolds, the
many colleges there seem to integrate more comfortably into the pleasant
East Anglian market town.

Sarah liked living in Cambridge. It was a sophisticated town but not
snobbish, unpretentious and acceptant. Indeed it seemed paradoxical that the
great buildings of the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries should now house so
many unkempt teenagers many of whom would not realise the opportunity they
had been given until later in their lives. She felt secure and safe amongst
the term-time visitors and the locals. It is also the bicycle capital of
England as she frequently found out through the need to replace so many
pairs of tights.

Saturday was a typical grey autumnal day not especially cold but there was a
freshness in the air. Sarah liked this whether. She loved the feel of the
chill around her legs. She wanted to look good for Mike and decided on a
very short but long sleeve blue dress she had bought the previous week when
shopping with Deedi. Her tights were slightly thicker than usual but not
opaque. The colour was `wheat', a dark cream colour, which matched the dress
and her new light suede boots perfectly. Throwing on a new green
three-quarter length coat finished off the ensemble and she jumped on a bus
into the centre. Mike was waiting for her by the Magdalene bridge as they
agreed but he never saw her at first. She thought he looked wonderful,
slightly taller than her when she was wearing high heels and nicely cut dark
brown hair. He was well built after all those years of hockey at college
which he managed to keep up with even though there was less time available
these days.

She came up behind him and squeezed his waist. He turned quickly and his
whole face lit up with the biggest smile as he leaned forward and kissed her
on the lips.

"You look terrific," he said standing back.

"Do you thing so," she asked never quite fully confident that she looked
right even though she had worked hard at creating the image he was now
enjoying.

"How you doing? Come on lets start with King's Chapel, it's wonderful inside
then we'll get some coffee."

Sarah nodded and slipped her arm in Mikes and they walked off towards the
entrance to the Chapel. They spent the rest of the morning wandering around
the main colleges that were squeezed in by the river to the west of the town
centre. Backwards and forwards across the old fashioned bridges which
separated the hallowed cloisters from the greens at the rear, strolling
along the old paths and watching the young men romantically taking their
ladies down the river in their difficult to handle punts.

The afternoon was just beginning to draw to a close as they stood in front
of St Johns by the gate that was now locked and only for the use of Masters
causing them to backtrack across the green. Most people had disappeared back
to their rooms or one of the many coffee shops around the town. The noise of
the traffic just peeped through the swirling mist as they took their final
look at the college buildings in the evening light before turning back to
join the Saturday afternoon shoppers in the busy centre.

Sarah snuggled into Mike shoulder and they walked very slowly trying to
stretch these beautiful moments out as long as she could. Just before they
reached the bridge that would take them back over to Clare College Mike
stopped and turned towards her. He looked at her and smiled.

"This has been a wonderful week for me getting to know you," he said holding
her waist.

"Me too," she whispered.

"I'm afraid I have a confession to make," he said softly.

Her eyes gave way to the panic she suddenly felt. What was he going to say?

"I have to say I am growing very fond of you."

He pulled her towards him and kissed her full on the lips. She realised that
that was to be his confession and melted in his arms. They kissed for a long
while in the quite of the October evening moving slowly and caressing each
other bodies with their hands. She felt him growing as they pressed against
each other and knew the time for her next decision was rapidly approaching.

They met at seven on Sunday and drove to an upmarket restaurant situated on
the Ely road a few miles North of Cambridge and had a wonderful evening
chatting about their day together on Saturday and Mike's time at the
university. It was Sarah's turn to drive and the restaurant had been very
romantic. So good in fact that she had almost forgotten about the plan she
had formulated but it was still there in the background.

She knew she was very fond of Mike and he had said the same the day before.
She also knew that the relationship would need to move on naturally and that
they would both want to go to the next stage, in their own ways. She knew
Mike would be wanting to sleep with her and the time had come for Sarah to
act.

Since she had made the call to the support line she hadn't thought much
about the issue preferring to put the memory of Kent as far away as possible
but over the last few days she began to realise that she had to face up to
the situation once more. The difference this time was that she would be much
more in control. She had been planning what to say all during the day
turning the words over and over in her mind, trying out different scenarios,
attempting to gauge what Mike's reaction might be and when the best moment
would to break the secret might appear. It wasn't easy and by the time she
left to meet him her head was spinning. Mike had noticed she was quite on
the drive back to his apartment but did not mention it.

The night was clear and a bright moon shone out ahead of them as she pulled
into a free bay which was dark and out of the way behind a large hedge of
the small apartment block. She turned off the engine and the car lights went
out. Mike leaned across and put his arm around her. She knew the moment she
was dreading had arrived and she was terribly nervous. Mike was completely
different to Kent but she was still unsure about how he might react.

He leaned over and they kissed. He is so nice she thought, I can't let him
go but then he put his hand on her knee and she froze inside as the memories
returned. She gripped his wrist hard forming the line which he could not,
must not pass. They kissed again and he pulled slowly away. He smiled.

"What's the matter, you've been quite all the way home?" She looked into his
eyes and suddenly all of her energy disappeared. She couldn't do it. She had
the words ready but they just seem to evaporate away. No, not now. Not this
time. Not ever. Her head reeled. Then she became calm and very detached. All
she had to do now was to say the final goodbye and then go home. It was just
too difficult after all.

"I'm sorry Mike there is something I have to say. We won't be able to see
each other any more," she told him despondently and anxious now to get away.

"What do you mean?" he asked, "is there someone else?"

"No, it's not that, it's something entirely different, there's nobody else."

"I thought we were having such a great time, this evening was wonderful and
yesterday too," he said, "is it me?"

"No not at all, I like you a lot Mike and we have had a great time but I
can't tell you what it is, that's all. I'm sorry," she said staring forward
out of the windscreen her hands clenching steering wheel, the skin of her
knuckles white-tight.

He leaned over and pulled her chin gently round and kissed her on the lips
once more. He pulled away and smiled, so nicely that it would have melted
ice.

"Is the thing you can't tell me," he said very softly and very slowly
kissing her again, "the fact that... underneath that gorgeous body and that
beautiful face...there is a boy called Simon lurking around somewhere?"

Sarah was stunned. His words filled the air for a moment and then
disappeared leaving a chasm behind. It felt like an eternity passed before
she could speak again.

"When... how could you know that?" she couldn't believe she had given herself
away again. Once more her head was in turmoil at the words he had just
uttered. Something completely unplanned, out of her control. She panicked
for a second but then he kissed her again gently holding her waist.

"I've known right from the first time we met. Remember when you dropped your
bag in the bar and I picked up your mobile and driving licence. I noticed
that it belonged to someone called Simon Robert Lindly. I just needed to be
sure it was yours, that's all. I was intrigued initially which was why I
asked you out just to see what would happen, but then it all changed. We
seem to have such a nice time together this past week it just never seemed
important after that. So I decided to wait and see what you would do.
Whether you would tell me or let me find out on my own. I never thought you
would want to call it off though."

Sarah was now in deep shock and couldn't say anything.

"So that's it. Don't worry, you never gave your secret away and I would
really never have realised if I hadn't known. I'm sure no one else has the
first idea of what lays beneath that wonderful figure. You were... are amazing
and it really isn't a problem for me, is it for you?" he asked pulling her
towards him again and putting his hand on her leg as before gently rubbing
her smooth thigh. This time she let it stay there.

"No, Mike, not at all," she said and kissed him passionately.

"Good, now lets really get to know each other bodies properly you gorgeous
lady," he whispered in her ear.

His hand slowly slid further up her nylon covered leg and she put her hand
on his thigh feeling his balls inside his trousers. Her palm could fell the
hard base of his cock and she slowly moved up his length. Oh my gosh, she
thought, as her hand seemed to move upward forever, he is enormous. She slid
down in her seat slightly as he moved further up her leg rubbing her gently
between her thighs. It felt silky smooth just like the many other girls he
had petted there, except for just a small but slowly hardening bulge. He
rubbed and squeezed her so gently that her heart skipped a beat. Her skirt
was up around her waist and her long nylon clad legs stretched out in front
of her, thighs apart and moving rhythmically. Meanwhile she undid his zip
and took out his sold cock rubbing it slowly up and down feeling it growing
even harder in her hand. Her small fingers barely reached around the solid
thick shaft. He slipped his hand under the waistband of her tights then into
her panties and took her much smaller but equally hard cock in his fingers.
Their tongues explored each other's mouths for a full fifteen minutes as
they both stroked each other, first faster then slowing down the pace and
speeding up again until each knew that the other was ready for that special
moment. They kissed deeper and with a final flourish they brought each other
off, pumping until they had no more to give and then calming down. They
continued to kiss without stopping while they replaced each others clothes
until they looked decent once again, then pulled back and smiled at each
other.

"That was fantastic," he said at last. She lowered her eyes and took a deep
breath.

"Mike, are you very sure that ...that this is what you want?" He kissed her
again.

"Sarah. it's you I have got to know and become very fond of and yes, it's
you that I want. You are every inch a beautiful woman, and I must say, the
extra bits are quite nice too."

She heard the words but they sounded far away. She could hardly believe he
was talking to her. She opened her eyes and saw him smiling again.

"Just so long as you don't mind of course?" he said with a quizzical look.

She laughed, "I want nothing more in the world right now." She hugged him
hard in case he floated away.

"Good, but its late and I have to be out early for a meeting in Manchester
tomorrow and I am away all week."

Suddenly Sarah panicked.

"When am I going to see you again," she was worried that he would just leave
and she wasn't going to let him go in a hurry.

"How about I cook dinner for us on Sunday and we'll talk on the phone in the
meantime."

"Alright, and..." she stopped.

"Yes ?" He nuzzled her hair smelling the sexy perfume she was wearing and
tickling her ear with his tongue.

"are you really really sure about us, er, I mean me?"

"Look, I understand how you must be feeling, but I really like you a lot and
I don't want to stop seeing you. I've got and idea," he took off his watch,
"this was my eighteenth birthday present from my Mum and Dad right?" He
handed the watch to her.

"Bring it with you on Sunday, OK?"

"Oh Mike I couldn't..." she looked down at the gold watch in her hand.

"Why not, are you going to run away?" he asked.

"No, of course not, but it was a present."

"Which is why I trust you to look after it for me and bring it with you on
Sunday."

"OK" she said unsure what to do next. They kissed again then he got out of
the car and walked around to the drivers door. She opened her window.

"Goodnight my sweet."

"Good night, Mike." She watched him walk off before putting the watch safely
in the bottom of her bag.

She sat for a moment and watched him walk into the block. A curtained
covered light came on in a third floor window. She let out a large sigh,
started the car and pulled out of the drive heading back towards town. She
could not believe what had happened. She had planned well but then lost her
nerve at the last minute, and all that time he knew without letting on,
never embarrassing her in any way. Oh how sweet he was. Now all seemed to be
well or was it? Was he just trying to get rid of her? It didn't feel like
it. No, it can't be after all he gave her his watch. What a wonderful
gesture. She relaxed and smiled to herself. Everything seemed to be fine and
she was looking forward to telling Deedi her marvellous news.

Sarah and Deedi travelled down to London on Friday evening. She had seen a
lot of Mike the previous week and was missing him. Still at least the
weekend with Deedi would take her mind off it.

The main event was shopping in Oxford Street on Saturday before going out
for a bite to eat and then clubbing for the rest of the night. Deedi had
become a great friend since that they had found out about each others secret
and there was nothing they didn't share. Anything they didn't yet know about
each was just a matter of time.

Sarah left Ealing and drove home early on Sunday morning after a light
breakfast with Deedi. The roads were clear and the journey was
straightforward which gave her time to think. She began to realise something
that had had been evading her consciousness over the past few weeks and it
had finally come to the forefront of her mind the night before when she had
been chatting to Deedi. They had had a great time together and just before
they went to bed their conversation had turned to the future.

The late Autumn sun was bright but there was a chill in the air as her car
sped towards the M11. She had not really thought about the future much
before that or about what she wanted and now she was going to be meeting
Mike, who seemed to have accepted her for who, not what, she was. The
conclusion flashed before her but seemed liked it had always been there.

She spent the rest of the journey thinking through her decision and arrived
back home at one o'clock. Clair noticed she was looking thoughtful and
intuition told her to leave Sarah alone for a while. The table at Michel's
Brasserie was booked for two thirty which just gave her time to get changed
before Richard drove them all into town. They ordered their food and some
drinks before Clair asked Sarah how her trip to London with Deedi had gone.

"We had a great time but there is something important I want to say to both
of you," Sarah took a sip of her white wine. Clair and Richard waited
without speaking.

"We said when we moved here, that living as Sarah would be a sort of trial
for a year until I had to get ready to go off to university. Well I must
admit, once we arrived there never seemed to be time to do much thinking and
I suppose that part of the reason I have made this decision," she took
another sip of her wine and continued.

"Life seems to be moving along so naturally that I often forget I am... or
rather, used to be Simon. Living as a girl doesn't seem to have been as
difficult as I thought it might have been and I don't think anyone has
spotted that I am really a boy."

She chose her words carefully since she had never mentioned the incident
with Kent to them or how Mike had tumbled onto her secret.

"Anyway after this week-end and thinking about things on the way back this
morning I am pretty sure I want to stay as Sarah now and never return to
being Simon. I owe so much to both of you for helping me over the months but
I am clear now about what I want. Is that OK with both of you?"

Clair and Richard didn't respond each thinking the other might want to reply
first. Finally Clair broke the silence.

"Of course we don't mind darling but are you very sure? It's a big step and
a long way to go, I'm not even certain what you have to do next."

"If that's what you want Princess then I'm behind you all the way," said
Richard when Clair had finished. They both held out their hands and Sarah
took them in hers.

"I'm not clear what to do either but I do know it's the right thing for me.
I have no doubts now."

"That's great," said Clair, "Now lets wish Richard happy birthday and worry
about the rest later. Happy Birthday my love," said Clair raising her glass
and kissing him on the cheek.

"Happy Birthday Dad," said Sarah leaning across and kissing him on the other
cheek.

"Thank you to my two gorgeous ladies. Now where's my presents?" asked
Richard.

They arrived back at five and Sarah went to have a shower. Richard looked at
Clair and he knew she was thinking the same thing.

"I'm sure she will be fine," she said holding Richards hand.

"She is seeing her new boyfriend tonight I gather," said Richard.

"Yes and she said she might stay over."

"So he knows ... all about her... position then," Richard wasn't quite sure what
to say.

"Yes, she said he knows and he's fine with it."

"Is he gay?"

"She said not," replied Clair.

"Oh." Richard thought for a moment, "Well, she will need all our support
especially if or when she has the operation."

"She'll be fine. I agree with Sarah that having her around these last few
months has seemed quite natural. In fact I often forget that she is still
Simon underneath it all. Anyway there's lots to think about before we even
contemplate operations. That's a long way off yet if at all."

Sarah showered and returned to her bedroom to dry off. She was pleased with
the way her parents had taken it and now she was going to get ready for the
next encounter, a significant one she hoped. It was to be a special evening
for her but she was going to make sure it would be a night Mike would not
forget either and as part of the plan she would have to wear something very
special and very sexy. She took her time choosing her outfit.

Sarah arrived at Mike's flat at eight o'clock that evening as planned. The
traffic was light and Mike opened the door almost as soon as she rang the
bell. His eyes scanned her whole length then caught hers and he smiled.

"Wow, you look fabulous, I wasn't expecting a princess. Come in and let me
take your coat," he said kissing her on the cheek. She smiled at what he had
just called her thinking of her Dad.

She undid her coat an handed it to him revealing even more of her body for
him to savour, which he duly did. She had chosen the lilac cocktail dress
that she had worn at the conference. It had had the desired effect on Phil
and she hoped that some of the magic would be left over for this night. Her
stockings were a slightly shiny tan finished off with cream, very
high-heeled shoes. Her dark hair had been brought up on top by her Mum the
previous week and her make up was light but perfect. Mike immediately felt a
stirring and had to adjust himself as he moved to put her coat in the hall
cupboard. He turned back and took her in his arms and they kissed long and
deep.

"I have something for you," she said softly.

"I was rather hoping you might say that," he said smiling.

She looked up and blushed, "Don't be naughty." She reached in her hand bag
and passed him his watch.

"Well thank you lovely lady."

She lowered her eyes. "No, thank you Mike, that was a wonderful gesture and
it meant a great deal to me."

"I know, I have been thinking about you a lot this week trying to imagine
how it must seem to you. I would like to hear all about it if that's OK?"

"No problem, I'll tell you everything there is, no secrets."

"Well that's up to you of course but I don't want to know about the sordid
bits."

She blushed again and kissed him once more. He couldn't talk while she was
kissing him she thought.

He served dinner and they chatted about their week; his trip to Manchester
and her week-end with Deedi. When they finished she moved into the lounge
while he made the coffee.

He came over to the sofa and sat next to her putting his arm around her
shoulder. She moved in closer causing her dress to ride up her shapely
thighs but still managing to hide the fact that she was wearing stockings.
That would still be a treat for Mike to discover later she thought. She
turned towards him and congratulated him on a wonderful dinner. He returned
the smile and moved his lips slowly towards hers until they made the
lightest of contact. They kissed for a long while.

"Will you be able to stay tonight?" he asked at last.

She nodded slowly and murmured, "yes, if you want me to."

For the next twenty minutes they sat together letting the music and the
moment wash over them and she wondered if her friend Deedi was having a good
time too.

"Come on baby, time for bed," said Mike at last, "and for me to make love to
my gorgeous lady."

He got up, took her hand and led her to the bedroom. The table lamps were
already on and bathed the room in a low, sensual light.

"I'm just going to switch off the lights and lock up, back in a minute. You
could find some soft music to put on."

The bed was large and occupied the centre of the room backing onto a large
picture window which looked out over the fields behind the apartment. It was
dark now though and there was little to see outside. Sarah turned and saw
the stereo system in the corner and a rack of tapes & CD's just to the left
of the disc player. She walked over to the low wall unit and flicked through
the boxes. She didn't recognise many of the artists but saw one by a jazz
trio playing romantic songs which she placed in the draw and switched on.

Mike returned a few minutes later and came over to where she was standing as
she adjusted the volume. He slipped his hands around her slim waste and
kissed her long white neck. She turned and they stood close for many minutes
just looking into each others eyes and smiling. In high heels she was almost
as tall as he was and Mike gently stroked her soft white arms with his
fingers sending electric shocks up and down her body. They smiled at each
other again, taking their time and making sure this very special moment
would last for ever.

He slid his palms around her arms to her shoulders very slowly caressing her
milk-white skin as she held his waist. They moved a little closer and Mike
took her cheeks in his strong hands and gently rubbed her red-soft lips with
his thumbs. He smiled again.

"My darling, you are so beautiful."

She closed her eyes and let his voice envelop her body as the wonderful
sound of his words drifted slowly around the room.

He leaned forward and touched her lips with his tasting her sweet lipstick.
He pulled back and she opened her eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her
again this time more passionately, running his hand through her hair and
down her back playing with her neck. She held him tight as he gripped her
cheeks with his firm hands. Now that she had found someone who wanted her
she was not going to let him go. He pushed his tongue into her mouth
searching for hers and playing with the tip. She pushed hers into his mouth
which he held for a moment between his lips gently sucking on it.

Their arms were now wrapped tightly around each other and they kissed for a
long time. He moved his hand to her shoulder massaging her gently and
playing with her the hair on the back of her neck until he found the zip of
her dress pulling it down, slowly and sensuously. Then with both hands he
slid the straps from her shoulders and let the dress fall to the floor. His
hands slipped over her warm silky flesh finding her bra clip and sliding it
from her shoulders in the same way.

He pulled away from her, lowered his head and kissed each of her nipples
letting his tongue dart in and out as he moved from one to the other. Sarah
groaned with pleasure as she felt her cock harden inside her panties.
Although she had no real shape to her breasts her nipples were large and
very sensitive. His licking became faster and he took her nipples between
his lips and sucked hard. She held his head tight making sure he could not
pull away but finally he did, lowering himself to his knees and kissing her
tummy. He then nuzzled his head into her panties feeling the bulge now
contained within and kissed her again softly. His hands held the back of her
legs feeling the smooth nylon of her stockings and the white flesh of her
thighs. He slipped his fingers inside the rim of her panties and slowly
eased them to the floor. Sarah stepped out and kicked them away. Her cock
was now solid and pointing straight up to the ceiling. He kissed the tip
very softly and licked the whole length with his tongue.

"Mmmm, that looks so beautiful," whispered Mike, "I just want to eat it
all."

He wrapped his fingers around her small, slim shaft and pulled it towards
him, kissing the tip softly again. She turned and saw their image in the
large wall mirror. She looked so sexy standing there in her stockings and
high heels with Mike's head working hard against her groin. He was turned
slightly away and the image was that of a real woman being pleasured by her
man.

"Oh Mike," Sarah groaned again. He opened his mouth and slid over her solid
cock-head, working it in his mouth fast at first the then more slowly.
Sarah's knees went weak but Mike gripped her smooth thighs and sucked harder
taking her whole length into him until he felt her stiffen. She was ready to
come but he slowed, and let his hand move over her body cupping her small
breast and playing with her nipple with his fingers. The effect was
immediate and she groaned again pushing herself toward him. He sucked harder
this time and pushed toward her letting her cock slip all the way into his
throat. He continued to squeeze her nipple with his fingers and caressed her
stockinged leg with his other hand. She could not hold back any longer. She
tightened her legs and pulled his head into her hips and then pumped in
short spasmodic movements until her cock was spent. He moved his head away
and stood up. They kissed again and she could taste her own sweet salty cum
on his lips and in his mouth.

"My darling, you are so beautiful and that enormous clitty is just so sexy,"
Mike whispered again as her kissed her one more.

These were the words she longed to here. Not just his acceptance of her as
she was but seeing her as she wanted to be, a real woman and him loving it.

He turned and gently lifted her onto the bed. She raised her knees slightly
and parted her legs. Mike quickly removed his cloths and knelt in front of
her just as she had fantasised that night in Manchester when she had been
away with Andy at the conference. His cock had not softened since they had
been in the bedroom together and now it was standing straight up almost
touching his firm muscular stomach.

He took the oil from the bedside table and gently squeezed the plastic
bottle onto the head of his cock. The oil ran slowly out and down the shaft
like a thick curtain slowly covering its secret package. He put the bottle
back on the table and wrapped his fingers around his rock hard flesh,
stroking it slowly and working the oil up and down the whole length and
around the head. Sarah watched longing for him to be inside her. She cupped
her own flaccid cock in her hand hiding her boyhood completely and rubbing
herself slowly, her fingers pointing towards where she wanted him the most.
She looked just like a real woman rubbing her pussy in readiness for her
man. She pulled her heels towards her and lifted her hips showing him her
entrance. He wiped his hands on the towel and threw it to the floor lifting
her thigh with his free arm and, taking his un-yielding cock in the other
hand, he pushed toward her easing the head of his now mammoth shaft against
her tight little muscle. It was hard and bigger than ever, if that was
possible. Oh how she wanted it inside of her. She moved her hips forward
until she could feel his hard, hot tip just pushing into her. He eased
forward very gently and then backed off slightly. She felt him enter her and
then slip back.

"Oh Mike, I want you in me so much", she murmured and he pushed again this
time with one long, slow thrust. Her muscle relaxed and her insides opened
for him. He just kept coming, relentlessly, filling her completely until
their hips were squeezed up against each other. His solid eight inches
pushing all the way into her bowels. He pulled back now, practically the
whole length and pushed forward once again, slowly and unremittingly. Back
and in again. Gradually he sped up and she wrapped her arms around his neck,
holding him tight. He eased his arm under her shoulder and held her smooth
cheeks in the other and taking his weight on his elbow he pulled her round
rolling onto his side. His arms were wrapped around her in a python like
grip and they lay together facing each other perfectly still. She could feel
him inside of her, hard and thick filling her completely and they just
looked at each other, smiling and kissing. Her own cock was hard again and
pressed between their stomachs. Slowly She brought her leg up onto his
rubbing him with her stockings. He slid his hand down her leg and caressed
her foot with his fingers.

"Have I told you that you have sexiest toes?" he said and kissed her again.
He brought his hand up a few inches.

"and did I mention that you have the prettiest ankles?" he slowly stroked
her calf with his palm.

"and wonderful long legs," he moved his hand further up her leg once more.

"and gorgeous thighs."

Sarah giggled. She loved this and closed her eyes.

He gripped her behind and squeezed her cheeks.

"and the most beautiful bum," he kissed her once more.

"and the most kissable lips."

"and the loveliest, tightest, hottest little pussy."

She could hardly move in his arms and he pushed hard forward with his hips.
She was locked into him and impaled on his rock hard cock unable even to
squirm as he eased out and pushed again.

"You are so beautiful," he said at last kissing the tip of her nose. She
smiled once again.

"Am I really?"

"Not just beautiful but very sexy too."

They stayed locked together for nearly an hour until he moved again pushing
softly and slowly increasing the rhythm. She gripped his calf with her leg
and held his neck so that she could lean back, pressing her elbows into his
chest. He began to move faster still and she matched his movements with her
hips until he stopped and his whole body tensed.

He pulled back slightly and licked his thumb moving his hand toward her
nipple. His soft touch sent a shock straight down to her hardening cock
which was caught tight between their smooth stomachs.

She felt him throbbing as he started to move faster once again. She knew he
was ready. Faster and faster now he pushed and she responded pushing against
him devouring him with her insides, working him hard, sucking him dry.
Finally he began to pump his creamy seed into her. On and on he went while
their lips joined in a passionate deep kiss as he gripped her tight and then
she arched her body. Her own cock shot its creamy load once again. They came
together until she felt him slow and relax his grip on her. At last he
stopped and their lips parted. Their eyes met and they both smiled. He
stayed hard inside of her moving gently and they lay back letting the
excitement of the moment slowly ebb away.

"That was unbelievable," said Mike.

"and for me too," she murmured.

"Time for sleep now," said Mike, "I'll wake you in morning and make love to
you once again, if that's OK?"

"I was rather hoping you might say that," she said.

"Good night my darling," and they kissed for the last time before she closed
her eyes and feel into a deep, deep sleep with him still hard inside of her.


THE END



Deedi also has her own story called Deedi Emerges and the final part of the
trilogy telling how the two girls cope with their new lives together will be
called -- Coming Home.


Also just wanted to say thank you for all the nice comments.

Any further comments and feedback gratefully received robz8000@hotmail.com