“Hey, what’s up with that roommate of yours?” Lisa asked
“I know,” her roommate Sharon added. “What a geek!”
“He sure is.” Dan agreed. “And you should see him in the
“What do you mean?” asked Lisa.
“He’s so skinny, no muscles, and he’s practically got no
dick! It’s the smallest thing I’ve ever seen. The whole
floor knows about it. Everybody rags on him.”
Dan was a freshman in college. Football quarterback,
6’3″, 200 pounds, handsome, and didn’t have to worry
about his equipment, not with the nine inches he was
toting around. His roommate, George, was the one with
the problem. Typical computer geek, was George. He
really wasn’t bad looking, if he fixed himself up, but
he was so skinny. And that dick!
“Poor George,” Lisa giggled. “Good thing he’s got his
computer to keep him warm at night!”
Lisa and Sharon were also freshmen at this large
Midwestern university. They lived one floor up from Dan
and George, and had met Dan the first week. And both of
them had the hots for him.
Which meant, that they spent a lot of time with him.
Both of them, because neither of them were willing to
let the other get near Dan alone. Lisa and Sharon were
friends, but not good enough friends to refrain from
cheerfully gouging the other’s eyes out over Dan. So,
they both spent a lot of time in his room, together,
warily giving the eye to each other. Dan, of course,
being the rich, handsome, quarterback-type, was used to
this. He was just trying to figure out how to fuck both
Since they were in his room all the time, they saw
George a lot. Dan had to admit that he could have done a
lot worse as roommates went. George was a nice guy, and
didn’t mind the occasional homework assist. He was also
hilariously funny, and a good storyteller. He also gave
good advice, something Dan decided to avail himself of
“So, roomie, I’ve never asked you this. I’ve got Sharon
and Lisa both wanting to jump my bones. If you were in
my position, who would you pick?”
“I’m the wrong guy to ask, Dan. I’d tell you to pick
“That’s what most people have told me.” Sharon was a
long, lean blonde, with a flat stomach, big blue eyes,
and legs that seemed to go on forever. Lisa was a
redhead, with green eyes, and a smattering of freckles.
She was more rounded than Sharon, and shorter.
“I know, most people would probably prefer Sharon. She’s
the type that’s modeling in all the magazines nowadays.
I prefer Lisa, however.”
“Then why did you tell me to pick Sharon?”
“Leave Lisa to me, of course!” George laughed.
“Come on. You wouldn’t have a chance with either of
them. The whole school knows that you’re the Dickless
George had been teased about that before. Dan was amazed
at how he always just took it in stride. “I’m telling
you, roomie, it’s not the tool, it’s the craftsman.”
“I still don’t know what that means.”
“What it means is, the important part is that I know how
to use it. The girls in high school figured that out.
The girls here will too, eventually.”
“Oh, right, George, like you got that far with the girls
in high school.”
“Sure. What, did you think, I was a virgin?”
“Come on, George, I KNOW you’re a virgin. Girls don’t go
after skinny wimps with 5-inch dicks.”
“You believe what you want to believe. Good night.”
“Night,” Dan replied, with a grin on his face.
That Saturday night, the girls again found themselves in
Dan’s room. With them, besides Dan and George, were Dan
and George’s next door neighbors, Ken and Phil, and
their next door neighbors, Alyssa and Michelle. Alyssa
had a thing for Ken, and Michelle for Phil. So, there
were four girls lusting after three guys, and George.
They were all drinking, and talking.
The funny thing was, Lisa thought to herself, that
George was the best conversationalist in the room. There
had been a football game that afternoon–their school
had won, with Dan playing the role of the hero–and
George gave the most cogent analysis of the game. Lisa
brought up Shakespeare, and George launched into a
spirited discussion of him. Meanwhile, he was telling
jokes and funny stories.
The eight people in the room kept getting drunker and
drunker. The talk turned from scattered conversation to
the search for a game to play. Strip poker? Nude
twister? Truth or dare? Then Alyssa, the most daring of
them–and also quite drunk–came up with an idea.
“If you guys really wanna get wild, we could play the
“Huh?” asked Lisa.
“We put all of us girl’s names in a hat. One of the guys
picks the names out, one by one. We go in order, and
each picks a guy. Then each guy goes to work on whoever
their girl is. The time limit is one hour, or whenever
the guy himself cums. Whichever girl has the most
orgasms in that time wins.” She smiled wickedly. “In
more ways than one.”
The guys were, of course, up for it. They looked at the
girls, who were all just drunk enough to consider it.
“I’m game,” said Donna, looking at Dan.
“Me, too,” said Lisa, also looking at Dan. Michelle and
Phil had already slept together, so they had no problem
with it. Alyssa grabbed some paper, cut four pieces, put
each girl’s name on a piece, and put them in a hat.
“Here, George,” she said, “Pick out a name.” Alyssa was
the first name, and she picked Ken. Michelle came out
next, she picked Phil. George reached in and pulled out
one of the two remaining slips. It said Sharon, who, of
course, happily picked Dan.
That’s when the realization set in on Lisa.
“You mean I have to have sex with George? Can’t Dan do
both of us?”
“Sorry, honey, that’s against the rules.” Alyssa
Lisa looked down at her hands. “I don’t think I want to
“Aw, Lisa, don’t be a spoilsport,” Sharon complained.
“You agreed,” Dan pointed out.
She looked up at George, who was looking at her
intently. She would’ve expected him to be all giddy, out
of control like a fourteen-year-old virgin about to get
his first piece of ass. He wasn’t. He just smiled at
“All right, I suppose I did agree.”
“We do this all at once, or one at a time?” Donna asked.
“On at a time, in order of how we picked. So we all get
to watch,” Alyssa leered.
“Any restrictions on how we get our girl off?” asked
“Nope. I do believe Ken and I are first. George, keep
They settled in on Dan’s bed, giggling nervously as they
realized they were going to have sex in front of six
other people. They kissed quietly as they stripped each
other’s clothes off, still self-conscious. That started
to go away as Ken started nibbling on Alyssa’s nipples,
as he plunged a finger into her pussy. He waggled the
finger back and forth, while sucking on her breasts, for
a few minutes. Feeling she was getting close–and
knowing he had never been this horny in his life–he
slipped on a condom and then mounted her. Unfortunately,
he was too horny. She was close — he was right about
that — but he couldn’t hold out.
Alyssa groaned in frustration, as Ken muttered “sorry.”
Phil and Michelle were next, and they had a little more
luck. They had been to bed once before, which gave them
a bit of an advantage, and Phil got her off with two
fingers in her while he nibbled on a breast. Confident
he could get her off again by fucking her, he slipped on
a rubber, and did so. However, he was also too quick.
Michelle, nonetheless, was in the lead, with one orgasm.
Dan was, not surprisingly, supremely confident in his
own abilities. Sharon let out an “oooooh” when she saw
his well-sized cock, and had a screaming orgasm shortly
after he entered her. He lasted long enough for her to
have a second.
Lisa watched this scene with increasing dismay. She
realized that she had only agreed to this game, because
she figured that was the only way she would ever have a
chance with Dan. Why would he ever pick her over Sharon?
Sharon looked like a model. Lisa considered herself fat.
She had mooned over guys like Dan all her life, and had
always been beaten out by the Sharons of the world. Now,
Sharon was screaming as Dan made her cum, and Lisa was
facing having sex with George. She really wanted to have
Dan. She wasn’t inexperienced, but she’d never had an
orgasm. She blamed that on always settling for second-
best. She thought Dan would be able to give her one. But
she was settling, again. As Sharon slipped off the bed,
completely satisfied with herself, after the third bone-
crunching orgasm, Lisa was filled with envy.
“Your turn, Lisa.” Sharon smiled evilly at her.
Lisa was frozen. She couldn’t get out of her chair.
George had moved over to the bed, waiting for her.
“Come on Lisa, don’t chicken out now,” Alyssa said. She
just stared down at the floor. George looked at her
intently. He saw fear in her eyes. Dammit, he thought to
himself, God knows I want her, but not like this.
Then George spoke up. “Look, let’s end this now.
Sharon’s the winner.”
“What?” Alyssa said. Lisa looked at him. He looked right
back at her.
“I’m not going to go to bed with a girl who’d rather go
to bed with Attila the Hun. I’m too much of a gentleman
“George, I-I…” Lisa faltered.
“Look, it’s all right.” He climbed off the bed. “I’m
going to go to the co-op and get a soda.” He walked out
Lisa looked down at the floor, relieved but embarrassed.
Next thing she knew, Sharon was asking her if she was
going back to the room soon. She barely heard her.
Sharon and Dan headed off. The other four quickly
departed, to go satiate themselves some more. Lisa was
left alone in the room. She was contemplating where she
was going to sleep that night, when George walked back
“Where’d everyone else go?”
“Back to their rooms, to continue what they started.
Dan’s in our room, I have to find a place to sleep.” She
was still despondent.
“You can sleep here, if you want. Dan’s bed. I won’t
“George, you’re too nice to me.”
“I can’t help it. One, I’m nice to everyone. Two, I like
She laughed. “George, how can you like me? I treat you
“What, because you didn’t want to sleep with me? No, you
don’t usually treat me like shit. And I don’t know how
you could ask that question anyhow.”
“How does Dan treat you?”
She thought about that. And then she realized, “Like
“Right. On the bright side, I guarantee you’ll get to
fuck him if you want.”
“What? After the way him and Sharon were going at it?”
“Well, that’s it. He’s had Sharon. Time to move on to a
new target. And you’re willing. Listen, I like Dan, but
he’s a BMOC football star type. One woman after the
other, all willing.”
“Yeah. You’re right. Still, I would have liked to have
had one night where I howled the way Sharon did. Shit, I
did not need to see that. Maybe he will take me, and
I’ll have that.”
“What, exactly, are you talking about?”
She blushed furiously. “An orgasm. I’ve never had one.”
“Are you a virgin?”
“No, not even close. I just keep settling for second
“Ah. Which is why you wanted nothing to do with me when
Sharon drew Dan first.”
She blushed, looking ashamed of herself, “George, I’m
“Hey. I get used to it.”
“George, are you a virgin?”
“No, not even close.”
“You’re not lying to me?”
“No. I had a lot in high school.”
“You DID? Forgive me, but HOW?”
“Word gets around.”
“What are you talking about?”
George smiled at her. “Let me put it this way. How many
times did Sharon cum, three, right?” Lisa nodded. “Well,
if you had gone through with it with me, I guarantee you
would have won. Absolutely guarantee it.”
“You’re telling me that you could bring a girl to orgasm
more than three times in an hour–a girl who’s never had
an orgasm in her life, mind you–you think you could
have done that? Shit, George, I hate to say this, but
everyone knows about your……er….equipment
George just laughed. “First of all, that’s exaggerated.
I have a weird problem with my dick. When I’m soft, it
almost recedes. The guys in the shower don’t see it when
it’s hard, you know what I mean? When I’m hard, I’m
average-sized. I’m not Dan, but I’m not dickless,
either. Second of all, it ain’t what you got, it’s what
you do with it. Third of all, I have other weapons at my
“Let me put it this way. I’d bet money that you could
get off three times before I even took my pants off.”
George was sitting on his bed. “Come on over here and
let me prove it to you.”
Lisa swallowed hard. Was this just a line? She would
have never thought George would have had feeding lines
to girls in him. Then again, she never thought he’d have
it in him to be as good in bed as he says he is, either.
She looked at him. She almost felt she owed him, and it
would be easier without the rest of them here. And,
after watching sex all night, she couldn’t deny she was
“Are you really that good?” she asked in a small voice.
“Like I said, come and see. We don’t even have to fuck
unless you decide you want to–and I still guarantee
you’ll be satisfied. ”
She took a deep breath, got out of the chair she was
sitting in, and walked over to the bed. She sat in front
of him, and gave him a little smile. He returned the
smile, and leaned over and kissed her.
One thing she found out in a hurry–he was a spectacular
kisser. She thoroughly enjoyed it, and, in the middle,
she felt his hand snake down to her breast. As he kept
kissing her, she felt his hand going up and under her
blouse. Then, she felt him tugging on the bottom of her
blouse. She quickly broke the kiss, helped him get her
blouse off, and leaned back in to kiss him as he undid
her bra. She quickly felt his hands on her bare breasts,
rubbing and fondling them, teasing her nipples.
He broke the kiss with her mouth, and started kissing
down her neck, placing little wet kisses all the way
down. He kept going, kissing past her shoulder, and then
down to her breast. He gently sucked on a nipple, while
she let out a moan.
“Has anyone ever told you you have beautiful breasts?”
“Well, I’m telling you, Lisa. They’re gorgeous.”
She giggled. “They’re too big. Too much fat. All of me
has too much fat.”
“Ah, you’ve been brainwashed by the fashion industry,
all of whom think that Sharon is the epitome of female
beauty. Hogwash. You’re beautiful. And your breasts are
just perfect.” With that, he returned his attention to
“Mmmmmmm…” she hummed, feeling very flattered–and
very turned on. He was very good at this. He licked
around her large areola, and then sucked on her nipple.
Then he sucked on the whole areola while flicking the
nipple with his tongue. His hand was still working over
the other breast.
He did this for a while, switching breasts at one point,
while she lie on the bed, humming and gasping. Suddenly,
she felt his hands on the snap to her pants. She quickly
helped him get her jeans and panties off. When she did,
she realized something. She was soaked.
“All right, I have to admit. At least at tittie play,
you are very, very good. I’ve never been this wet in my
“Good” was all he said, as he went back to sucking on
her breast. She quickly realized he had moved his hand
down in between her legs. She felt him idly slipping his
finger up and down in between her labia, which just
increased the electricity running through her body. She
felt a finger gently slip in through her entrance. He
brought it out, and slipped back in with two. He moved
them slowly in and out of her drenched pussy, getting
some satisfying groans from her throat. Then, he pulled
all the way out, and disengaged from her breast. She
moaned in frustration, but then opened her eyes and saw
that he was adjusting his position. He quickly replaced
his fingers in her pussy, slid them out and in a couple
of times, then just barely in, where he stopped, and
curled them upwards.
“AAAAYYYYEEEE! OHMYGOD!” she yelled.
George just chuckled. “Lisa, meet your g-spot.”
“AH! AH! AH!” She couldn’t believe it. She had heard
about the g-spot, but thought it was some kind of myth.
The electrical shocks he was sending through her pussy
were no myth.
Of course, she knew what her clit was. That was the next
thing he went after, snaking the fingers on the other
hand around it, while still manipulating her pussy.
Then, after watching her work herself up even further–
he hit her clit directly–while still massaging her g-
“YEEEEIIIII!” Her legs spasmed every time he hit her
clit. “AH! AH! AH!
AYEEEEEEEE! OH! OH! OH! OH sogoodsogoodsogoodOH! OH!
He legs spasmed wildly, her pussy started to clamp on
his fingers, and he watched her face. She had opened her
eyes wide, a mixture of unbridled lust and absolute
shock playing on her face. “GH GOD OH GOD I’m
He smiled at her, watching her orgasm, pleased that he
had been able to give her her first. He waited until she
had come down from it, and then withdrew his hand. He
sat next to her, watching her catch her breath, as she
opened her eyes to see him smiling at her. Suddenly, she
sprang up into a sitting position, and wrapped him in a
“Oh, George, thank you, thank you, thank you,” she
kissed his neck. “That was so fantastic! I can’t believe
it!” She gave him a big, sloppy kiss on the mouth. “Oh
He chuckled. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.”
She smiled at him, a gleam in her eye. “Whatsoever can I
do to repay you?”
“You just hold that thought. I’m not done yet. Lie
“Hmmm?” she questioned, but she put her head back on the
bed. Next thing she knew, George was aiming his head
down in between her legs.
“Hmmm? You’ve never had a guy go down on you before?”
“Well, ah… no.”
“Oh, what a deprived child.” She giggled. “Spread your
legs, relax, and enjoy yourself. Trust me.”
“OK. I do.” He licked her pussy from top to bottom with
a slow stroke.
He went to work, probing her pussy with his tongue. He
slipped his tongue into her entrance, provoking a gasp
of surprise and delight. She took long licks up and down
her labia. He french-kissed her pussy, which brought out
a low moan and a giggle. Then he resumed his strokes up
and down her pussy–but, now, he made sure to hammer her
clit with his tongue on every up-stroke.
.nnnnnnnnnnnGGGAAAAAAH HH!” He kept that up for a while,
and then zeroed in on her clit. It didn’t take long for
her to climax again.
He barely gave her time to come down off of that one,
then went right back to it. He licked up and down a few
times, then went back to her clit, as soon as he thought
she could stand it again. Then, he slipped his two
fingers back in and massaged her g-spot while his tongue
worked on her clit. This one came even more quickly, and
her gyrations almost through both of them off the bed.
He pulled his fingers out and crawled back up beside her
this time, letting her get her breathing back under
“Wow,” she said finally. “I think you found my ‘on’
switch. Permanently.” She giggled. “And to think, I had
half convinced myself that I was incapable of orgasm.”
“Well, I’m glad to have banished that fear.”
“Oh, boy, did you.” She smiled at him. “And, you were
right. Three before you even took your pants off. Which
reminds me… TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF!” He cracked up
laughing, and complied.
She reached down and grabbed his erect cock in her hand.
“Looks like he’s ready,” she giggled.
“I know, not as impressive as Dan’s.” George said.
“Who cares?” Lisa giggled. “You’re right, it’s not the
biggest I’ve ever seen, but it looks perfectly capable
of the task at hand. I do know that the guy that it’s
attached to knows what he’s doing.”
George just grinned at her, and then moaned as she ran
her hand up and down its length.
“George, fuck me. Now. And don’t worry about those damn
rubbers, I’m on the pill.”
She lied back, smiling at him, as she crawled into
position above her.
“You know what?” he said. “You really are the most
beautiful creature I’ve ever seen in my life. I thought
so before I saw you naked and orgasmic. Now I know it.”
She smiled at him. “I *feel* beautiful. And I’ve never
felt beautiful, ever, before, in my life. You make me
feel beautiful. Now GET IN ME!”
He did so, slipping in easily. She sighed contentedly.
He wasn’t the biggest she had ever had, it’s true. It
just felt right.
It felt more right when he got going. He had wonderful
control. He aimed to massage her g-spot. He made sure to
rub his pubic bone up against her clit. He varied his
strokes, building her up slowly but surely.
She was on fire. That switch was still “on”, and he was
leaning on it. He used his dick and his body to hit all
of her hot spots. She felt herself building up, her
breath getting shorter, her face flushed.
GEORGE!…..AAAAAAAH….” When George felt her getting
closer, he reached down with his hand and massaged her
clit while he picked up the pace with his thrusts into
“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OHMYGOD I’M CUMMMING
He stopped moving in her until she caught her breath.
She opened her shining eyes up to him, and wrapped her
arms around her neck, and brought him down to kiss him.
“Wow” was all she could say.
He looked at her and said, “4 orgasms, and still under
an hour. You win.”
“I certainly won something, but I don’t think it was a
He just laughed. “Ready?”
“Of course. You haven’t had even one, yet.”
“Don’t worry about me. I ain’t that far off.” He started
moving in and out again. She wrapped her legs around his
waist, and kept her arms around his neck, trying to pull
him into her as deeply as she could. She whispered in
his ear, “George, darling, it’s your turn. I want you to
cum, and I want you to cum deep inside me. I’m waiting
for it. I’m waiting for you, my darling. Cum for me,
sweetheart, you’ve given me so much tonight, I want to
give you this. Cum for me, my darling, cum deep inside
He picked up his pace, and she felt herself building up
again. “Oh, George, I’m gonna go again. You’re doing it
to me again. Go with me, George, cum with me, darling.”
It only took a few more thrusts, and he did–and she
went right with him.
It was a half-hour later–time spent wrapped in each
other’s arms–before Lisa found the will to speak.
“Five,” she said in wonder. “You made me cum five times.
You’re a miracle worker.”
“Naah. I just think it’s important. I like watching a
girl I’m with have an orgasm. I particularly enjoyed
watching you have them.”
She laughed. “Why?”
“Because it’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever
seen. You get all flushed. Your eyes twinkle. Your
breasts heave. The most delightful little noises come
out of your mouth. You even smile in the middle of all
the groaning and whimpering. Your whole body spasms.
When you cum, you CUM, my dear. It’s fantastic.”
“I thought you did this to girls all the time.”
“Not like THAT.” He sighed. “I have a confession. I’ve
wanted this since the moment I met you.”
“Yeah.” He looked down. “I did have a lot of girls in
high school. Word got around. My first time told a lot
of girlfriends that I was good. Quite a few wanted to go
to bed with me. I was friends with them all. I enjoyed
having sex with them all. It was fun. But I never
pursued it all that much. I let it come to me. I didn’t
look at any of the girls I’ve been with, before I had
them, and thing ‘Oh my God, I want her so bad I can
taste it.’ I never did much of that. Until you. ”
“At first it was just lust. Until you started throwing
yourself all over my blind-as-a-bat roommate, and I got
to know you. The lust never went away, but along the way
I became very, very fond of you. Which made the lust
worse. You’re the first girl I ever really, really
wanted. And not just in this way. In every way.”
Lisa smiled up at him. “I have to confess, even while I
was waiting for Dan to jump my bones, the person that I
preferred actually spending time with, was you.”
“I noticed that. I was waiting for you to notice whose
bones you should be jumping, too.”
She giggled, then got serious. “Wait a minute. You
wanted me that bad, but let me off the hook during the
“Shit, Lisa, you looked terrified.”
“Don’t be. It was worth it. I’d much rather have done
this not in front of an audience.”
“You’re so sweet.” She snuggled into him, and they
quickly fell asleep.
It had been a month since that night. Lisa and George
found themselves having sex as much as possible, every
couple or three nights, whenever they could get an empty
room. They also found themselves spending lots of time
outside of bed, too–they ate meals together a lot, went
to the movies, attended a couple of parties, studied
together, even went to a dance together.
This Friday night, however, they were in bed, relaxing,
after another sex session.
“Whew,” Lisa said, “You wear me out.”
“The feeling, my dear, is mutual.”
“You must really be worn out,” Lisa giggled. “Since I
told some girlfriends how fantastic you are, I figure
you must be getting it almost every night.”
George looked at her, in shock. “Now I know why I keep
getting propositioned. Especially from girls that live
on your floor.”
“I just wanted to make sure you enjoy yourself.”
“Oh, I am enjoying myself. Immensely. More than I ever
have in my life.” He looked down, right into her eyes.
“Yes, I am enjoying myself. And the one, single, only
person I have slept with since I have been here at this
college, is you.”
Lisa’s mouth went dry. “What?”
George just laughed. “Lisa, even when we’re not in bed,
we’re always together. When would I have time to sleep
around? I have been propositioned by a number of girls;
I’m assuming mostly friends of yours. I’ve turned them
“I have. And I’m not the only one, because I know you
turned Dan down, too.
He told me.”
“Well,” she laughed, “Why would I want to sleep with
Dan? I’ve had the best, who needs the rest?”
“Right. My point exactly. Of course, in my case, I’m not
just talking about sex.”
Lisa felt a little lightheaded. “What do you mean?”
“What I mean, dear Lisa, is this isn’t just about sex.
Not anymore, and that’s if it ever was. We spend more
time together outside of bed than we do in bed. I don’t
consider you my sex buddy, I consider you my
“I like the sound of that,” Lisa admitted with a blush.
“Lisa, I’m in love with you.”
Lisa blushed, and smiled slightly. “That’s the first
time anyone’s ever said that to me.” She took a deep
breath. “And I’ve never said it to anyone myself. It’s a
scary thing to hear. It’s a scary thing to say.” She
took another deep breath. “I love you too, George.”
“That wasn’t so scary. Since I said it first. You wanna
talk about scary…”
Lisa giggled. “Really?”
“Hey, it only took me a month. I’ve known for a long
time that I was in love with you.”
“Really?” Lisa looked at him. “George, are you offended
that I tried to get other girls to proposition you?”
“Well, not offended. I don’t quite understand why you
“Neither do I, to tell you the truth. I won’t do it
again, I promise. I guess I was scared about the way I
was feeling, and wanted to test it. I wanted to see, if
you had other girls, whether or not you’d still come
back to me.”
He kissed her on the nose. “Silly girl, what you hadn’t
figured out is that I didn’t need any other girls to
know you were the only one I wanted.”
“I also was thinking about what you told me about high
“I wasn’t in love in high school.”
She smiled at him. “I have an older sister, she’s 23,
and I’ve always been able to talk to her about anything.
I told her about the first night. She said, ‘5 cums in
one night? Jesus Christ, Lisa, grab on to this stud and
do NOT let go!'”
They both laughed.
“So, I told her that I really liked what you did to me,
and I really liked you… but didn’t know if it went any
deeper than that. She said, ‘Dammit, Lisa, fall in love
with him! Now!’ I suppose I was trying to make sure in
my mind that that wasn’t what happened — falling in
love with the sex and not with you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.” She smiled at him. “I’m in love with the whole
you. I know that now. Not that I’m not in love with the
sex, too, mind you.”
He laughed. “Love me, love the sex.”
Lisa giggled at him. “Yup. Now that we’ve proclaimed our
love, my dear, you may seal the deal.” She nuzzled into
his neck and whispered in his ear. “Fuck me until I
scream, my love.”