The Nixon Girls Ch. 01

I could hear Sarah's voice through the mists of my orgasm "Shit, not again!" It would be many years before the significance of those words was explained.

As I descended back to planet earth, I gave Sarah a sheepish smile and whispered "Sorry, I'll try to do better next time"

The look she gave me was almost ravenous. "Who says that this time's over? You're not finished yet."

Sarah re-started her grinding thrusts against my still engorged, but clearly softening cock, whilst simultaneously grabbing my left hand in her own and pressing my fingers into the top of her pussy. She jammed them hard against her slick clitoris and pushed herself forward against them to further increase the friction that they afforded. I was awestruck, I'd never seen a girl so brazenly pursue her sexual needs; I was also stunned at the ferocity with which she ravaged her clitoris, I would never have dreamed that women might take pleasure from that degree of aggression; having always tried to be gentle with my own caresses.

It certainly hit the spot and within thirty seconds I felt Sarah's pussy clench tight, whilst she went rigid above me and spasmed, he finger nails biting savagely into the back of my hand: then easing both her grips, she fell forward onto my chest and our heat, perspiration and racing heart-beats merged.

I didn't trust myself to speak and it was a couple of minutes later before Sarah broke our silence, with a casual "Mmmm, that's much better; how about you?"

"It was a fantasy realised; how could it have been anything other than fantastic? Thank you. I wrapped my arms around Sarah and squeezed, whilst planting a kiss on her head; it was the only part of her I could reach. "Sorry I, well, you know, erm, sort of, didn't last out; I'll do better next time."

Sarah laughed as she rolled off me "I hope you'll try to anyway; but don't worry, you did far better than I'd any right to expect."

I was overjoyed; a compliment on my performance and more importantly, Sarah had again suggested that this wasn't just a one-off. "When can we do it again?"

Sarah nodded toward my already re-stiffening cock and gave me her dirty smile "By the look of you I'd say that we 'can' in about three more minutes. But the more important question is when 'will' we do this again? and that's not going to be now; I need to take a shower and start making breakfast.

I was disappointed and it obviously showed; but Sarah smiled reassuringly "Don't worry Rob we will make love again, I promise; you didn't think I was the sort of girl who'd go in for a one-night-stand did you?

Her humour was as always infectious and I was forced to smile back.

"But we have to be discreet; if Cam came in early for breakfast and caught us like this, I doubt if even you could talk your way out of it. Now go back to sleep; if you're up and about when they come in for breakfast; they might be suspicious!"

Sarah then gave me a final peck on the cheek slid off the bed and headed for the door; I called out "But when?"

"I'll let you know."

"And what about, er, you know, sort of, other girls I'm seeing"

Sarah burst out laughing. "Oh don't drop your other girls for god's sake; Dave would know for sure that something was going on then!"

"You don't mind?"

"Well, not in general; though there are limits."

"Meaning what?"

"Ooh you're looking all serious again. Another broad grin. "Meaning that what you do with any of the local girls isn't an issue; but if one word gets back to me about you dating Princess Leia or that bitch Angie Dickinson, you're dead-meat!"

With a final smile, she turned and was gone. As I said: a crazy lady.

The keen-eyed readers will have noticed that the pink penny didn't appear. But since I didn't discover it during that first encounter; then it's only right that you should wait too.