My Only Talent Ch. 04

I just synched into her Suzie signal and let it be my guide. I sucked her nipple harder than ever before, and her Suzie said yes! I bit the base of her nipple with my front teeth harder than even before and she said yes. I was now just a vibrating set of reptilian neuronal oscillators free running on a hot rock, but she was getting more verbal, if not driven to great eloquence. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" she said through clenched teeth, and came. She squirted juice from her now empty pussy, but I could feel it on the heel of my hand. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" and she came again. Smart girls are definitely the best! She clinched and twisted and grunted and then had one big orgasm, or maybe it was several blended together, but she stopped breathing and just bucked, then froze. Her Suzie signal reached such a crescendo that it nearly knocked me unconscious. I picked that instant to come, shooting what felt like quarts of stuff into her ass. I stopped biting her nipple and kissed her neck. I stopped tweaking her clit and just hugged her. She bucked twice more as my final squirts disappeared into her, then clenched and slowly relaxed.

She drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly, and her contentment Suzie waxed loud and clear. She turned her head and kissed me, and then it was snuggle, guzzle and coo time. There was no craftiness warning signal like with Lara, just a warm fuzzy tone. I felt myself soften and drop out of her, and then she giggled. "I will never, ever complain about giving myself an enema again!' she said breathlessly. "You ass fucking son of a bitch!" I laughed, and said I would pass along her compliments to my mother!

We must have both fallen asleep soon after, because by the time we awoke I was hungry and Janet was starving and the dining hall had been closed for hours. We walked to the local greasy spoon and had very early breakfast with eggs and hash browns and we laughed as we considered ordering them 'racked, packed, stacked, cracked, scattered, fucked and sucked!' Then Janet said let's walk back to the dorm and I will tell you about one of my strict rules that I just thought up. She got that smart girl twinkle in her eye and said in mock seriousness "It is written that whenever you fuck me in the ass for more than an hour, afterwards you must let me sit on your face while you eat my pussy for as long as I want!" Smart girls! They may be high maintenance, but they are definitely worth it, and tasty, too!

I wound up back in my room about 0600 Sunday, and set my alarm for 1400. I needed sleep more than food at this point. But I woke up at 1100, and could not go back to sleep, so I went down to early lunch. Nora was sitting pretty by a window and I joined her! I was intending to find out more about those little bubbling Suzie signals and her British accent and what they meant, but she launched into a whole different subject, surprising me once again!

"I think you may be taking advantage of a friend of mine, Suzanne Pliskin?" she said archly.

"We met on the running track by the stadium and we run together at lunch MWF. She's wonderful! But I don't see how that harms her." I said with conviction.

Nora adopted the tone of a British barrister in one of those stuffy old English movies. "Perhaps running together is the appropriate phrase, Mr. Roberts! Are you a man or a rutting dog?"

I smiled. "I have been told I'm a bounder! Suzanne is a wonderful person who has had some bad breaks, and you can insult me all you want, but not her!"

She looked at me with hooded eyes, like she knew I was guilty of a crime. "You don't even grasp how badly you are taking advantage of her!"

"Have you even talked to Suzanne about me?"

"No, but I was advised of your shameless conduct by a mutual friend."

"You should do your homework before you throw out baseless accusations! And I have done nothing to be ashamed of!" She stomped away in a huff! I was pissed.

Frustrated, I changed to my running clothes and went for seven miles, plus the sprint and cool down laps. I made it, chugging at the end. I got a genuine runner's high, the best I have ever had. I kept walking to try to keep it going, and thought about Nora. She must have heard that I was sleeping with Suzanne, maybe from one of the soccer people. Maybe she knew about Mike and his situation, but why would she assume that Suzanne could not take care of herself? Maybe she thought I should be seeing only Suzanne, and not my sub, too? What would she think about Janet? But why hadn't she talked to Suzanne before confronting me? I finally decided there was nothing I could do about Nora's perceptions, but by that time all traces of my runner's high were gone!

I had Kevin's car, since his frat was on a Sunday 'road trip' in a bus to meet another chapter at a famous BBQ place halfway between the two schools. I showered and shaved nice and close, and headed over to Suzanne's apartment early, parking outside twenty minutes before 1500 and sat in the car in the parking lot with the windows open in the perfect fall weather. Her car was a few spaces down from me. The appointed time came and went with no sign of Suzanne, and I started to worry. Then I got a text from a number that my phone could not ID that read "car trouble my phone dead late but b there, S." That was good enough for me. I had almost gone to sleep when she rolled in about 1600 hrs. She got out of a big van that had several other players inside, and retrieved her gear bag from the back. The van took off and I got out and walked toward her. She waved and hugged me, and we headed up the stairs to her place.

"I have to get a shower. It was hot and humid and I was drenched in sweat, which has now dried into little salt crystals all over my body!" Make yourself comfortable and I'll be out in a while!"

She turned to dash toward the shower, and I caught her arm. "Now wait just a minute, beautiful! Haven't you ever heard that sometimes even the sweetest meat tastes better with a little salt?"

She looked at me real funny. I stripped off her jersey and sports bra and began licking her breasts. They were salty, beautiful, and tasty! "Oh my!" she said. "You are a nasty boy!"

I held her hands above her head and licked her armpits. They were funky and salty, too, and her exertions during the game had washed away all traces of deodorant. The taste set me on fire! Her Suzie seconded the motion! Off came her shorts and little panties and I devoured her like a thirsty man finding an oasis in the desert. I was determined to find all that salt, and I found it on her thighs, in the folds between her pussy lips, in her navel, behind her knees, and in fact everywhere that I searched for it. Her Suzie signal shook and pulsed and I realized she thought this was major nasty and she was digging it nasty! I slathered my attention on her pussy and she came, squeezing my head with her powerful thighs as her Suzie wailed at me and she shot some sweet juice, made even sweeter by the contrasting, fruity, low salt taste. I inhaled it. Like the thirsty man in the desert, I kept licking her and was rewarded with more sweet juice from her spring.

I had reached my complete rutting monkey state and I had only been with Suzanne ten minutes. I rolled her legs ups with my arms and doubled her over, and started eating her ass like a dedicated gourmet. Subtlety and understatement were left behind, as urgency and lust ruled my brain. There was even more funky salty treats concealed around her beautiful sculpted butt, and the best way to clean off a sculpture was thorough work with my wet tongue. Soon she was breathing almost as hard as while running, and her pussy was dripping enough juice to make it down to her ass. I flipped her over on the couch and threw off my clothes, positioned myself behind her, and entered her pussy in one long stroke. She keened and her Suzie signal lased! I began to stroke her steady and deep, and she came again.

The monkey could not wait! I drew myself out of her pussy, and put my cock up against her ass. She drew in a huge breath and held it. I was beyond talking, and she was just breathing in and keening as she exhaled. I pushed in about half an inch and her sphincter tightened and then released. I pushed past it an inch and she screamed again, and then hyperventilated as I felt her ass relax a little more. "Try to push me out!" I hissed at her, and she grunted with the effort. I felt her ass relax a little more, and I slipped all the way into her steaming hot ass!

Her mouth opened as if to scream, but nothing came out. It was like she was shouting but had laryngitis so bad that she made no sound. I felt her relax a little but I stayed pushed in all the way. There was a little gap in her Suzie signal, and then it came back up and I began to stroke her ass! It was my destiny, and I loved it. I kissed her neck, and found a little more salt on one ear. I started slow, maintaining full amplitude in and out but keeping my strokes slow. Her Suzie changed timbre again, and she began to push back against me to get a little more in her! I picked up the pace, and she kept pace with me. I was in that Zen fuck state again -- I felt hard as a rock and had no inkling of being ready to come. She must have been one of those girls who could not come from direct anal stimulation, though, and she reached down between her legs and frigged her clit and shuddered and came hard as soon as he touched herself. Her Suzie signal peaked and redoubled. I lay on my back on the couch and positioned her in front of me. I knew this drill! I entered her and made sure I could reach her clit with one hand. The new angle was simulating for both of us. I worked her clit and she came again. I tuned into her Suzie and went on autopilot. Her legs felt like warm stone covered with velvet, and I ran my hands across her muscles and stopped at her clit each time. I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked and she came again.

I rocked and she rolled. Her Suzie and my hips were a phase locked loop! She came again, and suddenly I was ready, too. I whispered in her ear "I am about to come in your ass!" and she quivered. I was beyond the point of no return, and I marveled at how much volume I had managed to replace since last night. It felt like hot glue from an electric glue gun filling up her tight and perfect ass, and she said "Oh, Fuck!" It was maybe the best ever! Her ass quivered and I slipped out. We just held each other. I was the one crying, and she was the one kissing my tears away!

But she was not done! The petite but muscular minx wanted more, and she knew how to get it. She pushed my head back towards the back of the couch and climbed up with her signature move and fucked my face again. I rolled my tongue up and gave her the best thrusts I could manage! She absolutely ground her pussy against my face and came again, and again. All sorts of fluids were flowing out of her ass onto my neck and chest, but I didn't mind at all. She drove into my face one more time, then clenched and shook in a final big orgasm. If this was her taking advantage of me, she could do it anytime she wanted. If I was taking advantage of her, so be it, I would do it again in an instant!

Now she was crying and I kissed her tears, and then she moved beyond just nasty into a sublime spot in my all time favorite girlfriend hall of fame! She continued down past my mouth and licked my neck and shoulders and chest clean, sucking up all my come and hers and biting my nipples hard enough to almost make me pass out. I rocked and was suddenly hard again. She laughed and said "You are just going to have to wait a while. You have actually worn me out!"

She lay back and I did too, just trying to catch my breath. I was higher than any runners high! My whole brain was drenched in excitement. But she was a woman, and she wanted to talk! I just listened. She talked a blue streak. She was like a manic depressive stuck in the manic phase.

"I can't believe you ate me when I was so dirty and funky and sweaty and that was so hot! You must have licked every square millimeter of my skin and nobody has ever licked my ass like that. Not even you in the shower last week. You should have let me take a shower today though, because even though I went on a liquid diet, and I used one enema kit this morning, you never gave me a chance to use the second one, you animal. You were eating the real thing live there Tarzan so I hope you liked it! Actually I know you liked it, you nasty thing. I don't you even think this is a onetime thing either! I am going to need this treatment on a regular basis, do you hear me?"

I drew breath to answer, but she beat me too it. "I may have to make this a regular training routine before each game. I think the liquid diet and being cleaned out made me at least half a step faster today, and I scored two goals! My best soccer game ever and my first ass fucking ever on the same day! It hurt like hell when you first took me there Tarzan, but it got better pretty fast after that. I hope I didn't hurt your chin there when I fucked your face at the end. I just couldn't stop and you said you liked it last time I did it. I got satisfied with you in my ass but it still made me really horny and that's why I had to eat your come mixed with my juice and then bite your nipples. I know you liked that, didn't you animal?

I actually thought she expected a reply to that, but she cut me off at the breath again. "I have dinner planned and everything stocked in the refrigerator so I have to get up and make dinner but I want you to kiss me on the lips with nasty mouth one more time before we brush our teeth and I want you to check me carefully in the shower to make sure I got fully clean, do you hear me? "

Now I knew not to talk, just wait for her to catch her breath for the next rant, and it started almost immediately! "I am going to put my leg up on that little shelf in the corner of the shower if you catch my drift, nudge, nudge, if you get my meaning, wink, wink, do you understand me Tarzan?"

I could only think of one thing to say "UMGAWA!" I smiled. "That's jungle talk for 'I will kiss your ass anytime, beautiful jungle girl!'" She finally stopped talking and laughed. The shower proved to be lots of good clean fun, and we washed and taste tested each other thoroughly until we ran out of hot water. I sat at the kitchen table and we talked as she moved around the kitchen making dinner. It was still 80% she talked and I listened, but that was normal as far as I was concerned.

"I keep getting people asking me if I changed my hair style or color or something because they say I look better, and I really can't tell most of them that it is because I am getting a good and proper fucking! Some of my girlfriends have figured out where my new glow is coming from, but they haven't called me out on it yet or asked for the details, but I am sure they will!"

She took some meat out and whisked up some eggs, using flour and some other stuff to bread the meat lightly and then put it in hot olive oil in a skillet. She took an already full steamer out of the refrigerator and started it steaming on another burner. She turned up the heat on a pan of water that was already pretty hot, dropped a little salt and olive oil into it, and pulled some long wide noodles out and positioned them next to the water, waiting for it to boil. There was another pot that she started first thing that had been going for a while. She poured two big glasses of hibiscus iced tea and put them on the table. She put the noodles into the now boiling put and set a timer. She plated some meat and stirred a pan with some brown sauce in it. She put red cabbage from one pot on the plates, and then plated snap peas and red peppers from the other, and about that time the timer dinged. She grabbed some noodles with a set of tongs; put them on each plate, and then ladled the gravy on the meat and noodles. It smelled wonderful, and she did it smoothly and efficiently as if she really knew what she was doing.

"Dinner!" she announced with a confident smile. I sat at the table and saluted the chef with my tea glass. I was so hungry that my first few bites totally absorbed my attention. "This is wonderful German food, maybe the best I have ever had! I thought your family was Hispanic?"

She laughed. "My family is a little bit of everything. German, Spanish, English, Japanese, French, Senegalese, Swedish, Russian, even American Indian, you name and we probably have it in our family tree. When I filled out my forms for graduate school, I had no idea which box to check for 'race', and they did not have a box for just plain 'human'. I have grandparents from four separate cultures, not to mention my great grandparents. They were all diplomats and both my parents are too. I lived in eight different countries before I came here to school, and even with all those connections getting my passport was still interesting because I was born on an Italian ship passing through the Panama Canal to an American mother and a Russian father. Even I can't keep it straight all the time."

She talked about getting into the graduate school program for a PhD in Economics, and how she was the TA for a big Econ 101 class with 300 students, and had two assistants who were seniors that planned to go to graduate school next year. It was a lot of work to keep up with that class and all her others, too. I asked if she wanted to teach or work or Wall Street, or what? She said she was still thinking but the TA duty was making Wall Street look better all the time. We talked a bit about my classes and my family. I asked about her soccer schedule in the coming weeks and asked her to go to the Phi Iota lake bash with me next Saturday. She said she would be delighted, and asked if they would have water skiing. I put that on my list and said I would find out.

We finished the dinner and it was so good it was almost competitive with the sex. Almost. Suzanne did not have one of those 'The Cook Needs a Kiss' aprons, but she could get all the kisses she wanted even if she didn't cook. I proceeded to prove that to her. She took me back in the bedroom and wanted just plain old straight sex and she got it. Twice, and a thousand kisses for good measure!

As I drove Kevin's car back to the dorm I sang along with the radio. I needed to set things up for dates next Friday and Sunday, and talk to Theo the clotheshorse about waterskiing. I had an erotic story to finish, complete with some ulterior motives and planning, and a scene to plan for Lara, plus a bunch of assignments for my other classes, and the UDP mixer on Wednesday night. I was actually looking forward to classes again! I did not make it to sleep by 10PM like my father's advice, but I did have sweet dreams!