Is She Smiling at Me? Pt. 10

"Does this mean you're thinking you're going to do it?" I felt Alex's hands on my shoulders.

Glancing at the time on the computer, I realized with a start that a couple of hours had passed.

"Ugh," I groaned with uncertainty, "I don't know, there's a lot to take in here. Do you think I should do it?"

"I can't answer that for you, baby," She answered, massaging my shoulders, "All I know is that I see how you look at my cock, and I can tell that there's more than just sexual attraction there. You have a yearning. I think that if you think this will make you feel whole in some way, then you already have your answer."

"Hmm," I answered noncommittally, "I'll have to ask Liz what she thinks."

"She'll tell you the same thing I did. Whiskey?"

"No, thanks, babe. I'm thinking I'm going to go pick up Liz tonight."

"Coffee then?"

"Coffee would be great." I reached up to my shoulder and pulled her hand down, kissing it softly.

A few minutes later Alex was back with a steaming mug of black coffee.

"I'm going to bed, handsome. Don't get lost in there." She teased, bending to place a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"Goodnight, beautiful." I watched her go until she disappeared around the corner before turning my attention back to the computer.

*****

Liz was surprised to see me when I showed up at the end of her shift. She had practically leaped into my arms, hugging and kissing me excitedly when she found me leaning against the bar. I hung around talking to the bartender while she finished up and clocked out, finally ready to leave. We walked out to the car together hand-in-hand, Liz curtsied adorably when I opened the door for her, and then we were off. We chatted for a bit until I found a pause in the conversation to tell her about what was on my mind.

"So, Alex showed me something pretty exciting." I offered.

"Was it her dick?" Liz quipped.

"Well, now my thing seems less exciting by comparison..." I answered with a wry smile.

"Aww," Liz giggled, "Tell me your thing."

I launched into an explanation of what Alex had shown me and what I'd learned on the subject, expressing my feelings about having a part of my body taken without my consent, and how I felt excited about the possibility of getting something back that I thought I had lost forever. I talked about my jealousy of Alex's foreskin, and how I had always wished I still had my own. My monologue ultimately segued into the wider topic of aspects of myself, sexually, that I was unhappy with. I had never explained my feeling on these matters to anyone before, but opening up to Liz was easy and my thoughts flowed freely as I shared them with her. She listened intently as I spoke my mind, letting me express myself without comment until finally, I approached the crux of the issue.

"I just kind of feel like, as dicks go, I'm pretty mediocre across the board."

"You are not mediocre!" Liz laughed cutely.

"I don't have a big dick-"

"Love your dick." Liz interrupted, flashing a playful grin.

"I have almost no precum-"

"Overrated. You know what a mess that makes of my panties?"

"I don't shoot particularly big loads-"

"You're normal!"

"Sure, but look at Alex. If I came half as much as she does I'd be happy. Can you imagine how good that must feel?"

"Mmm..." Liz hummed dreamily, "You know I measured her cum once?"

"Really?" I laughed.

"Yeah, I jerked her off into a shot glass."

"And?"

"She nearly filled the glass." Liz grinned, a slightly distant look about her as she recalled the memory.

"Jesus, that's hot..." I drifted off myself for a moment as I pictured the scene in my head.

"Right?!" Liz replied enthusiastically.

"Wait, what did you do with the glass?" I knew the answer, but I wanted to hear her say it.

"Pfft!" Liz exclaimed insouciantly, "Like you have to ask. I drank it."

"Your dirty little slut!" I laughed again.

Liz flashed me a proud grin and bit her lower lip, her big eyes catching the rays of oncoming headlights and twinkling brilliantly in the low light inside the car. There was a quiet moment as my thoughts turned sexual before I shook the naughty images from my mind and returned to the matter at hand.

"Anyway, we got off topic there. I can't change any of those other things, but this is something I apparently can change and it's really got me thinking... Do you think I should do it?"

"It shouldn't matter what I think. Do you think you should do it?"

"It does matter what you think. You're my girlfriend, you're the one who will be playing with it. I care how you feel about it."

"Matt," she smiled at me, "Consider who you're talking to. I know what it's like to be unhappy with the cards you've been dealt. I've had a whole life of changing myself into who I want to be. I didn't do that for anyone else, I did it for me. I knew what I wanted, and how to get it, and I did it. And now I'm happy with who I am. If this is something that will make you happy with who you are, then you should absolutely do it. But I will love you the same either way."

As pleased as I was to hear her response, it did not get to the root of the question. I never had any doubt that she would support me, but I still wanted to know how she actually felt about it. Of course, it was ultimately my choice, but the girls' opinions mattered to me. They were my partners in all things, and their feelings held weight in any decision I had to make.

"Well, do you think it's something you might be interested in doing?" Liz was circumcised like me, and I wondered if anything I had just shared had resonated with her.

"No... I don't think so. Don't get me wrong, I understand your position, I just don't feel the same way about it as you do. Besides, I think my dick is cute the way it is."

"It is a very cute dick." I smiled at her.

"Aww!" She beamed at me.

"Okay, last question; which do you prefer? Objectively. Cut, or uncut?"

"You'll never get me to answer that." She smirked adorably.

"Why not?" I chuckled.

"You're basically asking me who's dick I like more; yours or Alex's."

"Ugh!" I groaned in frustration.

"I'll say this," Liz's hand slipped into mine, "If there was more of your dick to play with, I certainly wouldn't be upset about it."

Squeezing her hand affectionately, I lifted it to my face and planted a soft kiss behind her knuckles. That settled the matter; the ball was firmly in my court. The thought of having foreskin excited me terribly, but the notion of permanently altering my body seemed daunting. I decided I would sleep on the idea for a bit, let it percolate in my mind, and see how I felt about it in a few days.

When we got back to the apartment, we found Ranger sitting curled up on the couch. The dog lifted his head and stared at us as we came through the door, his tail wagging excitedly while we slipped out of our shoes. He stood up and stretched majestically, opening his mouth in a wide yawn before jumping off the couch and rushing over to greet us.

"Hey, Ranger!" Liz giggled as she dropped to her knees and the animal slammed into her, standing on its hind legs and licking her face enthusiastically.

The dog had quickly bonded with all three of us, but he had a special soft spot for Liz and always seemed the most excited when she returned home. But then everyone had a special soft spot for Liz; it was an inherent part of her charm. What I hadn't expected, however, was that bringing a dog into our lives had triggered a maternal instinct in Liz that surprised Alex and me. It was one of the most endearing things I had ever witnessed and one more point to add to the long list of reasons I loved her.

"Hey, buddy." I smiled as the dog turned his attention towards me, his tail swaying side to side as he looked up at me, his eyes beaming dumb love while I scratched him behind the ear.

I went to the kitchen to reheat the plate of lasagna I had set aside for Liz while she went to change out of her work clothes. She returned barefoot in a long and skinny white tank top that hugged her braless breasts and came down past her shapely hips, a pink thong showing through the thin material. Her meal was ready for her on the table, tendrils of steams drifting up to float gently on invisible currents in the air. Flashing me a brilliant smile, Liz slid into her chair while the dog sat next to her, staring up at her, hopeful that she might drop something worth snatching up and running off with.

"Eat with me, baby?" Liz asked.

"I'm fine, beautiful. I'm still full from dinner."

"You know I hate to eat alone." Liz put on a pouty look.

With a chuckle, I grabbed a fork and joined Liz at the table.

The one design flaw in our open-concept apartment was that there was nothing to seal off the second-floor mezzanine that was our bedroom from the sound below. I had tried to rectify the issue by installing soundproof curtains on tracks that could be pulled closed against the railing, but they could only do so much. And so Liz and I spoke in low voices, trying not to wake Alex, as I listened to her talk about her day and nibbled at the odd bite of lasagna. After a few minutes, Ranger realized he wasn't getting anything out of the deal and slinked off to the couch with a huff.

After Liz's dinner, we retired to the couch, shooing Ranger out of our spot. The dog seemed annoyed that we disturbed him as he rose to his feet, bowed for a long, dramatic stretch, and jumped down from the couch. Liz giggled as we watched him pad across the floor to the staircase and wind his way up to join Alex in bed. I stripped down to my boxer briefs and t-shirt, and we cuddled together, spooning on the couch under a blanket. Liz grabbed the remote and flicked through options until she found a show to watch at low volume.

I loved cuddle time with Liz. Snuggling with the petite beauty in warm, cozy intimacy was one of my favorite things about our relationship, and, tired as I was, I was glad that I was awake to spend that time with her. In moments like these, she often said that I made her feel safe, but that was very much a two-way street; she made me feel strong. I slid my hand up her tank top, stopping just under a bountiful breast, and pulled her close to me, planting a soft kiss at the base of her neck and sighing contentedly at the naturally sweet scent of her hair.

Drifting in and out, I was on the very flirting edge of consciousness when something drew my attention, pulling me back to the waking world. When Liz was horny, her body expressed that energy in not-so-subtle physical manifestations. Her breath would grow shallow, coming in soft spurts and quiet whimpers, she would tense slightly, writhing gently against my body, and she would nuzzle her face into me, as I now felt her doing against my bicep that had been serving as her pillow.

I was never sure if these idiosyncrasies were a conscious effort on her part, though I suspected not as she often seemed surprised that I picked up on her need. Either way, the behavior was adorably sexy and never failed to arouse me in turn. 'Time to rally.' I thought, smiling against her shoulder. I would have been too tired to try to initiate anything on my own, but I wasn't about to let Liz go to sleep sexually frustrated.

"Does my baby need some lovin'?" I whispered in her ear before kissing a trail down her elegant neck.

"Hm-hmm..." She nodded, gasping when I gently sunk my teeth into her supple flesh.

Liz wiggled her butt back into my groin as my cock began to swell against my underwear, humping against me as her need built. I took her glorious breast in my hand, kneading her gently before giving her nipple a firm pinch, feeling it stiffen against my fingers while I kissed and nibbled her neck. I played with her tits for a while, groping, squeezing, and tweaking until she was practically vibrating, her breath coming out in shudders and gasps.

Eventually, Liz rolled over, turning around so we were face-to-face and sliding a slender thigh between my legs, pressing herself against my erection. I kissed her deeply, full of hungry passion as our saliva mingled and our tongues danced in our mouths, running my hand down her back and cupping a smooth, naked ass cheek. We made out like that for a long while, our bodies entwined, rhythmically humping against each other while we moaned with building urgency.

"God, you are so beautiful," I said softly when our lips parted, gazing into her big, twinkling eyes.

"I love you." Liz smiled brilliantly.

"I love you, baby."

With my hand on her ass, I pulled her into me firmly, feeling the bulge in her thong slide against my own through the thin material of our underwear. Liz found the bottom of my shirt and tugged at it playfully, signaling that she wanted it off. I grinned at her adorable insistence, pushing myself up off the couch cushion and pulling the shirt over my head while she ran a dainty hand over my hairy chest, smiling at me as I laid back down. Lifting her tank top, I let my fingers drag against her flat stomach before pushing the material up over her magnificent tits.

Shifting lower on the couch, I kissed my way down Liz's chest until I was level with her breasts, pressing my lips and tongue all over the smooth, fleshy globes, letting her anticipation build as I zeroed in on her perky nipples. Liz gasped again when I took her pointed little nub between my lips, biting down ever so softly with my teeth. She took my head in her hands, holding me close as her body writhed against mine while I showered her tits with my affection.

When I'd had all the fun I was going to have with Liz's breasts, I straightened up and seized her shapely hips, repositioning her roughly so that she came down flat on her stomach. She shuddered with delight when I pulled her top the rest of the way off her, pushing her chest down against the cushion with one hand and sliding the other to her pert little ass, delivering a firm slap to her cheek.

The clap echoed through the quiet apartment, nearly matched in volume by the excited whimper that came from Liz. I thought twice before I repeated the action, not wanting to wake the sleeping redheaded beauty upstairs, and chose instead to pull Liz's thong out of her ass and yank it down to her thighs. I slipped my hand into the crack of her ass, pressing my thumb into her tight little knot with a circular motion.

"Oh, god..." Liz moaned breathlessly.

I shed my boxer briefs before maneuvering behind her as I pulled her underwear down and off her slender legs, pausing to kiss and lick the soft soles of her feet. Making my way back up her thighs, I slid into place between her legs, kissing and biting at the delectable clefts at the bottom of her taut, perfect little butt. I took my time teasing Liz's beautiful posterior until she was whimpering desperately, her back arching deeply as she tried to push her ass into my face. Finally, I spread her cheeks wide with my hands, looking directly into her cute asshole as it winked back at me, hungry for my touch.

Liz gasped when I buried my face between her cheeks, licking across her button with a broad stroke of my tongue, delighting in the taste of her. Liz's asshole had a subtle but unmistakable flavor that I likened to vanilla, and I devoured her greedily, pushing my tongue into her and lapping against her as though she were my last meal. She quivered and squirmed, her smooth cheeks pushing back into my face, driving me wild with desire while I ate her ass.

Lost in my hunger for her, I kissed, licked, and sucked at her adorable pucker for a timeless eternity until my throbbing cock pinned between my hip and the couch cushion reminded me of its existence. I humped against the cushion, trying to quell the aching need emanating from my member, but to no avail. It wouldn't be silenced until it was buried deep inside Liz's tight ass.

"I need your cock, baby..." Liz moaned as though she had felt my lust through the electricity in the air.

Normally, I would have made her beg for it, drawing out the sweet torment until neither of us could wait any longer. But I had gotten so worked up eating her delicious asshole that that time was already here. Not having planned this particular sexual escapade, the nearest bottle of lube was upstairs in the nightstand next to the sleeping Alex; too far a journey for either of us in the heat of the moment. With one last broad lap of my tongue, I deposited a wad of saliva onto her asshole, then spat into her crack for good measure.

Liz was buzzing with sexual energy, her back arched impossibly deep as she presented herself to me, whimpering with desperate anticipation. Crawling up between her legs, I rubbed my cock between her cheeks, spreading my spit against us until our skin shined with the reflected light of the lamp next to the couch. Liz drew in a deep breath when I pushed my glans against her winking hole, watching her open for me as I slowly disappeared into her body.

"Fuck..." I groaned as I sunk into her, feeling her warmth and tightness engulf me until I came to rest with my pelvis pressed against her ass.

"Mmm..." Liz purred, "I missed you."

"I missed you, baby." I kissed her behind the ear.

Liz moaned when I withdrew slowly, hesitated for a beat, and pushed back in, pressing into her so hard she sunk into the cushion. I repeated the pattern, adding a little more speed with each back and forth, but always coming to rest with that firm, driving push. I knew I was hitting her prostate when a tremor vibrated through her legs and she mewled loudly.

"Shh, baby," I hissed in her ear, "You're going to wake Alex."

Neither of us took that as a threat; if Alex woke up she would likely just come down and have her own turn in Liz's tight little ass, but trying to be quiet and not get caught had a certain eroticism to it that added to the experience. She stifled her moans, biting the sound off into short, sharp whimpers while I continued driving my cock into her sweet spot with steadily increasing force.

Liz's vocalizations of ecstasy grew beyond her control as I pushed deep into her ass, prompting me to reach around her face and clamp my hand down over her mouth. The muffled sounds she made coupled with her hot breath tickling over my hand aroused me greatly, encouraging the fervor of my thrusts into her little body. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably as she approached her climax, but she still managed to push her ass back into me, meeting each pump into her with equal enthusiasm.

When Liz came, her ass contracted on my cock, the decadent pleasure of her insides gripping me forcefully nearly put me over the edge along with her. I felt the vibrations of her muted whimpers against my hand as I fucked the orgasm out of her, thrilled that I had made her cum with my cock. When her climax had passed and the clenching on my aching member had ceased, I slowed down until I was moving gently inside her, finally lifting my hand from her mouth.

"Oh god..." Her voice wavered as her breath panted out of her.

Pulling her head back by her throat, I leaned down and kissed her tenderly, feeling her tremble against me as an aftershock coursed through her body. I let her recover for a moment before I shifted one leg outside of hers and straightened up, rolling her to her side. Straddling one thigh, I pushed the other knee up toward her chest and inched forward; the position allowed me to reach impossibly deep inside her and she responded with a gasp.

In and out, I resumed pumping into Liz, the feeling of my balls dragging back and forth across her smooth thigh adding another element to the heavenly sensation. Reaching as deep as I could ever possibly go, Liz's eyes went wide and a soft whimper escaped her pretty mouth each time I bottomed out. I pulled the foot of her top leg to my mouth, inhaling the light scent of her while I kissed across her toes and shuddered in delight. By the time I took her dainty toes into my mouth, slipping my tongue between each adorable digit, I was back to pounding her mercilessly, quickly approaching my own climax.