You're Not a Serial Rapist Ch. 21

The summer was going by quickly. It was already the first week in August. Kathy was really enjoying her HR position. We celebrated when she came home, after two weeks, with her first paycheck. That celebration lasted all weekend, much of it in the candle light of our bedroom, or on the raft under the waxing moon, or spread-eagled on one of the picnic tables.

We had kind of settled into a bit of a weekly routine. A couple times we would meet at the local tavern on our way home. We had started to become 'regulars' as we got to know the owners and some of the bartenders. Kathy always drew looks, as her 'work' outfits consisted of conservative skirts, blouses, and even some dresses. Fridays she wore slacks... butt hugging slacks. Our work locations were about twenty minutes apart. We did find a small, and quick place to meet for lunch that was about halfway; although, a 'lunchtime' beer was not something she partook in. Sometimes the guys would join us. Sometimes just Ken. We did find a park where, on nice afternoons, we would pack a picnic lunch and relax in the outdoors. Just the two of us.

Our garden was producing some nice sweet tomatoes and cucumbers. Even the raspberries were producing, when we got to them before the birds found them.

Kathy had never had fresh red raspberries. One afternoon, while picking some, I saw the mischievous grin. The next thing I saw was her standing there, topless with a bright red raspberry stuck on each of her erect nipples. The ones we had picked, never made it to our refrigerator.

We did visit the 'Club', about every Friday and Saturday, where Kathy got her polka time with my dad, again, much to the disappointment of his regular dance partners. They were very interested in hearing about Kathy's job, and the story leading up to it. They loved her like a daughter. We still hadn't dropped our own bomb about Valerie moving in with us. We weren't sure how, or when, to approach that one. We finally decided to just bring Valerie with us after she moved in.

Each of our trips to the 'Club' always ended the same way on the way home. Just like the first time: naked, Kathy spread out across the hood of the car. The vibrations from the running engine against her clit driving her to multiple orgasms as I took her from behind on whatever deserted side road I could find. Her howls of ecstasy filling the quiet country air.

Valerie was still finishing up the final paperwork for the Institute. She hadn't dropped 'The Bomb' yet; but, it wouldn't be long as classes were set to open two weeks after Labor Day. It was going to be two bombs. The first, that she was changing schools and where. The second, when her parents would ask about living arrangements. Valerie wasn't sure how long after all of this came out that she would actually move in with us. For us, we couldn't wait, and we knew Valerie was anxious to move in with her friends.

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As I describe earlier, about the house, it had an original stone fireplace and chimney. At some point, the owners had installed a fan in the chimney that drew air in from the room, heated it, and then blew it back into the room. I had never seen one. My dad said they work pretty well, at least not all the heat went up the chimney.

There were a lot of dead and fallen trees on the property. The landlords and given us permission to clear out as much as we wanted. They welcomed the cleanup effort. It was something they knew they needed to do; but, never got around to it. The cleanup would make a big difference.

My dad came over a few times with his chainsaw and log splitter. He cut the logs into reasonable lengths while Kathy and I loaded, the logs into the back of his truck. Then we also unloaded and stacked into a pile. During the week we would split the logs and stack in one of the unused buildings for winter.

Kathy and I were beat after the first day. My dad barely out of breath. I think that first night we even skipped dinner and went straight to bed. In the morning we each let out groans as we got up. We ached in places where we didn't think we had places. It gave us a good reason to soak in the tub of Epson Salts, not that we needed a reason. It brought back memories of our first shared tub experience at her parents that Thanksgiving.

Valerie had been accepted at the Institute. Her financial package had been approved, and was in place. All she needed to do was drop 'The Bombs'.

Sunday evenings, we would always call Valerie just as the phone rates dropped -- 6:01. She always picked it up on the first ring.

It was the third Sunday in August. Valerie answered the phone. Her voice was energetic. Then she surprised us when she asked if the coming Saturday would be OK for her to move in. Kathy and I both pulled back and looked at each other, then with a pair of grins we each yelled into the phone.

"Yes!!"

She had dropped the bombs the night before and told us that she would give us all the details when she got here. Short story was that, initially things were tense, but after a couple of hours of talking last night, and then some more discussion earlier today, things were good. We relaxed.

We were busy getting ready for Valerie. I helped Kathy, as we did a thorough cleaning. We had been so busy that we hadn't taken any time for 'us'. It seemed that with our jobs during the day and busy in the evenings, we just hadn't. We still had our quiet time in bed before we drifted off to sleep, but that was IT. I was determined to take care of that before Valerie arrived... Friday night.

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As was usual on Friday nights, we met up at the local tavern for some quick bar food, drinks, and to socialize with our new friends. It was fun. Somebody had fed the juke box as Elvis's deep voice filled the bar.

Love me tender,

love me sweet,

I led Kathy over to the small dance floor. We were the only ones there, as I held her tight, her head resting casually on my shoulder. Those luscious firm mounds pressed against my chest.

never let me go.

You have made my life complete,

and I love you so....

The song came to an end. I pulled back and gazed into her soft blue gray eyes.

"I love you, my love," as I kissed her soft lips.

"I love you, my love," as she leaned in and kissed my lips.

We didn't care if we had an audience. We had each other, and that was all that mattered.

"Come on. Let's go home. I'm going to make love to you the only way I know how. Slowly... ever so slowly."

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I suggested that we take showers separately, as I had a surprise. Her eyes lit up.

"I love surprises. Especially your kind of surprises."

Even though it was still dusk, I lit all of the candles, stacked the record player downstairs with our favorite mood records, and the volume such that it provided a gentle background from our room.

Kathy emerged in a towel. Her face glowing, as she wrapped her arms around my neck and softly took my lower lip between hers and nibbled. My hands reached down and softly kneaded her firm little butt cheeks. I heard purrs of contentment, as my hands roamed up her soft bare back.

"You going to tell me what my surprise is?" her eyes full of playfulness.

"It wouldn't be a surprise then, would it? But for starters, put this on, so you can't see," I pulled a dark handkerchief from my pocket. "Then lay down, close to the side of the bed. Your legs open. Your arms above your head. Naked, of course."

She looked back at me, her eyes full of anticipation, and a full grin. I watched as she untucked the towel, and let it float to the floor. Then with a sultry grin, brought her hands up her sides, across her firm little mounds, through her hair as she languidly stretched. All the time our eyes never leaving the other's. I wanted to ravish her nipples right then, but knew that would happen later... much later. Instead, our lips met.

"Hurry back, my love. I'll be waiting."

I took a quick shower. Shaved my scrotum, and then quietly stood in the doorway. She had done as I had requested. Her eyes blindfolded. I once again took in Kathy's nude form, as my eyes shamelessly devoured her body. This was going to another first for us.

Her blonde hair framed her face. Being stretched out her breasts all but disappeared, leaving behind two rock hard pink nipples pointing toward the ceiling. Her cute navel resting inches above that sea of soft honey blonde garden of fur that looked like it had been 'fluffed'. Her legs opened for access. Her sex glistening. I knew, that in a bit, her legs would be splayed to their maximum.

She knew I was watching as her breathing was low and shallow. I decided to wait. Let the anticipation grow. I had all night. I could see her straining... listening.

I quietly moved to stand at the side of the bed. I held in my hand a white silk handkerchief. Don't know where it came from, I just came across it the back of one of my dresser drawers the other day. That is when this whole blindfold idea popped into my head.

Kathy let out a gasp at the first touch, as the tip of the cloth slowly traced a line across her soft lips. Her mouth opening slightly as I was now able to trace her upper lip and then her lower lip, as a gentle smile formed. Her mouth opening more.

Another gasp as I slowly traced a line across her outstretched neck. The touch disappeared and then repeated... and repeated... and then disappeared. The smile never leaving her face. I think she was starting to get the idea of where all of this was going. It was going to be fun. It was going to be a slow burning tease.

Another gasp, as the tip of the soft cloth lightly grazed her erect nipple. I watched in amazement as the nipple swelled and hardened on its own and certainly turned from a soft pink to a dark bold pink, as they tightened. Then the other. More gasps and gentle soft groans. Followed by soft, "yes... mmmm.... Yes". Repeating. Sometime immediately. Sometimes I would pull back, wait, and let the anticipation build. I watched with delight as Kathy would arch her back as the cloth left her body. As if searching for that lost touch.

Kathy loudly sucked in a lungful of air as the tip of the cloth lightly circled the base where nipple-met-areola. Her mouth slightly opened, in a sexually satisfying smile. The whiteness of her teeth glowing in the soft candlelight.

There were other places that this fabric was going to stimulate... to tantalize... to tease; but, first.

I had brought a water glass with some small ice chips. Putting one in my mouth, I let it sit on my tongue to the point where my tongue hurt. Then, leaning over the bed and not touching anything... the tip of my cold tongue lapped Kathy's already engorged nipple.

"Oh FUCK-SHIT," as she took in a lungful of air... arching her back... neck muscles straining. I grinned as I watched the dark pink nipple turned almost a blood-red.

Another ice chip. This time my tongue probed her warm indented belly button.

She squirmed with another gasp.

Another ice chip. My tongue made a lazy lick on the inside of her upper soft warm thigh. My nose inches away from her ever widening and glistening sex.

One more slow lick and back to her, now warmed, but still engorged nipple. This time engulfing as much of the warm flesh as possible. My cool tongue bathing the warmed diamond-hard miniature egg.

"OH FUCK."

"You like?"

The first words I had spoken.

"OH shit... lick my hot wet pussy with that cold tongue," her voice was one of need.

"Patience my love. But, first," planting a kiss on her soft warm lips, my cold tongue probing her mouth as her warm needy tongue met my.

The handkerchief returned to tantalize and tease her sexy body.

Over each rib. Across the sensitive flesh in the inside of her upper arms... each arm... the smooth sensitive skin of her underarms. Circling her tiny navel. Through the soft downy fur. Kathy knew where I was headed, as her breathing was changing to short gasps. Pulling away from her body, I waited. Seeing if the need would subside, stay, or increase. It stayed, as her breathing labored.

The tip of the soft fabric tickled the inside of her left knee and slowly... agonizingly slowly,,, moved up the soft sensitive flesh of her inner thigh, her hips rising off the bed, as I heard her exhale, "Oh God."

I smiled at the reaction, it was beyond what I had dreamed of. She was one sensitive sexual creature. Could she orgasm just by this stimulation, I wondered?

The slow journey was repeated on her right inner thigh. Each time avoiding the rising heat of her sex, as the scent of her arousal filled the still air of the candlelit room.

The journey on each inner thigh was repeated one more time. This time; however, her legs were pointing outward and opened to the maximum. The soft petals of her glistening flower red with her building arousal, swollen and seeping with her white nectar. Her breathing becoming more labored... shallower, as the tip of the cloth gently grazed the inner soft flesh of each petal.

On the second pass, I dragged the entire length of handkerchief through her opened folds, from that sensitive spot between that tight rosebud and her vagina to the top, where her clitoris was desperately trying to emerge to receive some attention of its own. Her breathing intensifying with each pass, sometimes just the tip would lightly graze her petals and tickle her pink pearl. Sometimes the whole length of the soft cloth, as it became saturated with her arousal and aroma.

I watched in awe, as her neck arched back. Mouth opened wide. The veins in her neck bulging, as her body stiffened and gave in to all the stimulation it was receiving, as a high pitched scream filled the quiet night.

Kathy ripped the blindfold off and gasped three words... "In me.... NOW!!"

I knelt between her wide open legs, teasing her opening with the swollen head of my cock. Kathy wasn't in the mood for anymore teasing. She grabbed my hips and forcefully pulled me deep into her fiery molten furnace. We each let low groans at the penetration, as I filled her.

"Oh God. Bill.... Give it to me... I'm soo close... Make me cum again. I so want you," her voice raspy with a now, primal need. Gone was any love making... this was now raw sex... pure fucking.

The bed was awash in waves as I lay on top of her and thrusted and thrusted. Her legs wrapped around my waist, heels locked. Her fingernails clawing at my back, digging in... Leaving another set of eight souvenir crescents. The primal sounds of our mating filling the room.

"OH God Billllll.... Oh God... Yes."

And then there was that scream again. I thrust one more time as the howl of my own release joined my love's as I filled her love cavity with days of stored up semen. We collapsed into two masses of sexually sated flesh. Kathy's arms around me pulling me into her being, as we basked in the afterglow of our coupling.

She reached up and cradled my face in her hands. Her eyes now a soft tender blue and a wide satisfying grin.

"I love you, Bill, my love."

Kiss.

"I love you, Kathy, my love."

Kiss.

I wasn't ready to move off and Kathy wasn't ready to release me, so I nuzzled my face into her neck. Kissing the soft flesh and breathing in the soft linger scent of her perfume.

Ten minutes later, we were in our second favorite position: Kathy's body draped over mine, head on my shoulder, her right hand resting on my chest, fingers toying with my sparse chest hair, my arms around her as if protecting her from the world.

"mmmm. I love this. Feeling you hold me. After making me cum."

"So, I take it you liked my surprise?"

I heard the giggle before she spoke, "You really had me fooled when you asked me to blindfold myself. I had no idea what you were up to. By the way, what was that thing you were torturing me with?"

"It was just a silk handkerchief that I found in my dresser a couple of days ago. That's when this whole surprise thing popped into my head."

"So, you had two days to dream up ways to drive me crazy? I mean, the whole thing was fantastic. I couldn't see anything. My sense of touch was on high alert. The first time I felt it brush my neck and then my nipple I thought I would lose it right then. And then it would disappear. Sometimes for a bit. Sometimes longer. I never knew when, or where, I would be touched next.

"Your ice-cold tongue on my nipples. That was absolutely incredible. It was so exciting. And then when you were between my legs, along my inner thighs. My God, I was on fire. And when it lightly touched my clit. I thought I was going to explode. I knew my nipples were really sensitive, and I knew I loved it when you make love to me down there with your tongue; but, this time it was different. Other times I could feel your body against me. This time, the only thing I could feel was the soft handkerchief against my nipples and against my pussy. It so focused my attention. I came so hard. Then I needed you inside of me, and I came again."

"It was fun. Imagining all the things I was going to do to you. Actually, I only got about halfway through my list...."

"Halfway? I can't wait to see what the other half is," she giggled.

"Yeah, I had no ideal you would cum with just that."

That got a grin and a kiss to my neck.

"It was a lot of things. The anticipation. Not knowing what was going to happen, or when. I knew you were looking at me when you came out of the bathroom. I could feel your eyes on me. You always like to look at me," I turned and saw the grin. Leaned in and kissed those soft lips.

"That's because you're so sexy. So desirable."

"Even laying like that? I mean my boobs probably disappeared."

"They did. But that left your hard nipples for me to enjoy and feast my eyes on. It was fascinating to watch as they changed color from light pink to a darker pink. And then to red when my cold tongue licked then. And how hard they looked."

I felt her kiss my neck again.

"I love you, Bill... so very much. And, thank you for always telling me how sexy you think I am to you."

"I love you Kathy. And, yes, you are so very sexy. Anyway, about the second part of my list, that could be tricky with Valerie here."

"Maybe she could wear earplugs. Or we could ask her to go for a walk," or 'or she could watch' flashed through Kathy's mind, 'or more'.

"She'd have to be in the next county so she couldn't hear you."

"Me? If I recall, you almost broke my eardrums."

We laid there in full laughter mode for a while, before cuddling and drifting off to our special plateau of shared dreams.

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We heard Valerie's car roaring up the driveway, along with the honking of the horn. That little fireball of energy was back, this time for more than a visit.

She jumped out of the car and bounded across the yard... braless... and into our awaiting arms. Kathy and I held her. The weeks of tension: waiting for her school paperwork to finalize, telling her parents her plans, the anticipation of actually moving in, and living with her best friends. Her tiny body shook as she sobbed... all of her pent up emotions spilling out. Kathy and I held our friend tight.

"I'm finally here... aren't I?" the first words out of her mouth.

Our embrace tightening, as we both said, "Yes Val. You're finally here, with your friends. For as long as you want."

Then, the playful grin appeared, "Let's take care of my stuff later. Right now, I want to go for a swim... A naked swim. I've been looking forward to a naked swim with my best friends for weeks."

I ran in to get towels. I returned to find two piles of clothes on the picnic table and two totally nude girlfriends grinning at me.

Kathy smiled as she watched Valerie watch me undress. My clothes joining theirs.