A Swim with Phelps

I screamed with pleasure and wrapped my arms around his back. He set a relentless pace, rubbing his fingers back and forth, back and forth, and I did all I could do to hang on to sanity as he sent my pleasure ridden body over the edge. I cried out, starting with a scream and ending on his name.

When the orgasm had finished I kissed him once more, this time plunging my tongue deep into his mouth. He returned the kiss and we took turns exploring each other's mouths. Drawing back, I slipped out of my bottom and stepped into the shower.

"Pass me the shampoo, please." He did and he watched as I lathered my hair and body, taking time to run my hands over every part. When he'd had enough, Mike slide off his pants and Speedo and stepped into the shower. He squatted down and ran his tongue up my spine, starting at the top of my ass and ending at my neck. I shivered.

"You know," I said. "For a virgin, you sure know what makes a girl tick."

"You're not exactly bad at this yourself." He smiled at me. "I've watched a few pornos in my lifetime."

I laughed. "Me too. That's how I learned to do this." I grabbed his cock with my hand and the laughter left his face. I pulled gently, squatting down in front of him, my other hand caressing his balls. He threw his head back, moaning loudly. I pushed him back, so he was sitting on the marble bench in the corner of the shower. Then I pulled him into my mouth.

He inhaled sharply as I sucked him hard and fast. I knew I wouldn't be able to deep-throat him, having tried before only to gag. I used my hands to make up the difference and Mike certainly didn't seem to mind. He pushed my head into his crotch with one hand, the other he rested on my shoulder.

He didn't cum, but I knew he was close. Mike drew me to my feet and kissed me long and hard. I kept my hand around his cock, pumping gently. He drew my breast into his mouth and I cried out. I kept pumping him, harder and faster, and he kept sucking, until finally I felt his cum shoot out onto my stomach. As he orgasmed he bit down on my nipple, bringing a sharp cry of pain from my throat.

Realizing what he'd done, Mike asked me if I was okay.

"I'm fine," I said and I meant it. "Let's just say I owe you a little pain another time." He grinned.

*****

We were both totally exhausted when we finally crawled into bed. I wasn't planning on staying the night, but frankly, I was too damn tired to go back to my room and I wanted nothing more than to lie next to him. Mike, however, had other ideas.

I lay down on the bed, pulling the covers over my naked body. Mike wiggled his mouth in disappointment as I disappeared. "Not yet," he said. "I want to taste you." He pulled the blanket back and knelt on the bed in front of me.

Sliding his hands up my legs, he used his fingers to massage my muscles. When his hands reached my knees, Mike slowly began to pull my legs apart. When he reached my thighs, he began to lower his head. He kissed my legs, starting with my feet, then my calves, my knees, and finally my inner thighs, where he bit playfully at my skin. I hit him on the head and Mike grinned at me.

"Be nice," I said. His eyes lowered to my waiting heat.

"You have no idea how nice I can be." He placed a gentle kiss on my clean-shaven mound and then began to suck my clit.

Wave after wave of pulsating pleasure slammed into my body. I buckled underneath his touch and he put his hands on my thighs to hold me down. My fingers tightened and I reached for something to grab onto, finally placing them on his head, pushing him farther into me.

He drew his head back a little, nuzzling my clit with his nose. Mike looked straight at me and said, "Heather?" Somehow I knew exactly what he was asking. Sweet man that he was, Mike was asking for permission to enter me, not with his penis, but with his fingers. I gyrated my hips a bit and moaned, "Please."

I watched as he lick two of his fingers and then slid them effortlessly into my soaking wet hole. Mike continued to finger-fuck me as he lowered his head to lick my clit.

New sensations passed through me. It was the first time I'd ever had something inside my while I'd been getting head. I began to cry out, loud screams of pleasure and sin.

"Oh, oh gods yes! Ummmm... Mike, yes. Ahhhh.... Oh!" The orgasm washed over me, my whole body shuttering, clenching then releasing. Mike raised his head and gave me another wonderful grin.

Smiling I said, "You little devil! You've done that before."

"I went to swim camp for a couple of summers. I never had intercourse, but other things..." He grinned again. "Let's just say I'm an educated virgin."

I threw my head back and laughed. My heartbeat had slowed back to normal, but I still felt immensely satisfied and wanted to return the favor. "Lay down." Mike did.

I bent over him and pulled his whole length into my mouth, ignoring the gag-reflex. It was easier than I thought it would be and after a few strokes I built up a rhythm. Mike's body was racked with the same convulsions that I'd had earlier. He made small noises in the back of his throat and when that wasn't enough, he screamed out loud. I used my tongue to run along his shaft as I sucked him as deep as I could.

I felt the orgasm grow in his body. His breath sped up and he began to shutter. Mike lifted his ass from the bed and blew a load right in my mouth. It was the first time I had ever swallowed. I never spit again.

I sucked him dry, milking every last drop of cum from his body. When he had finished and I had swallowed everything, I crawled up to lay next to him. Mike and I slept naked, arms and legs entwined, my head resting on his chest.

"Heather," he said, before either of us had drifted off to sleep. "I love you."

"No you don't," I answered quietly.

"You're right, I don't." He thought for a moment. "Someday, though, I definitely could."

I smiled, though he couldn't see it. "Someday I could love you too."

"You must," he said. "You never paid me back for the bite."

Sometime before I fell asleep I pinched him. It was as close to love as you can get when you've only known someone for a day.