In the kitchen, Mike had unbuttoned Dana’s blouse and
unhooked her bra to reveal a luscious set that he was
feverishly massaging. Dana had reached behind her with both
hands pulling Mike’s hips into her while he was still
grinding his cock into her ass. He put both hands down the
front of her pants and started trying to pull them down and
that’s when Dana hesitated. She said she wasn’t sure about
this and Mike suggested she peek into the living room and
see what was going on there. She walked over to the corner
and looked in.
Her chin hit the floor when she saw Barbara and Jimmy
completely nude 69′ing on the couch. Barbara had her legs
clamped around Jimmy’s head and all she could see was his
head moving a little. She had his cock in her mouth and was
moving back and forth from the shaft to his balls. His cock
was glistening in what little light there was.
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She wasn’t clean-shaven, but she was well trimmed, and as she
kissed the inside of my thigh, I smelled her feminine musk and kissed
her. I pressed my lips to hers, tasting the salty-sweetness of her, and
then she took the swolen head of my penis into her mouth.

The sensation of her lips wrapped around me was wonderful, but my
attention was between her legs as I parted her lips and explored her with
my tongue, probing, licking and sucking. I was hugging her hips with my
arms, but one hand wasn’t really needed for that, so I slid it over her
body to her breast and found the ring through her nipple with my fingers.

Judging by the way she thrust her hips at my face, she was
excited; I was too. She took my entire penis in her mouth, or at least,
that’s how it felt, and then let it slide out before licking around the
head. As she did it, I could feel the hard nubs of the beads on her
tongue, and then she swallowed my penis again.

I convulsed as the explosion of an orgasm coursed through my body,
and then she was thrusting her hips at me as I thrust myself into her,
merging with her, cooperating, bringing our bodies together in total
ecstacy. There was no doubt of her orgasm, I could feel it and taste it
as I felt the shuddering throbbing of my own orgasm.

I don’t know how long we relaxed, lying together mouthing each
other in the warm afterglow of a satisfying orgasm, but she eventually
pulled free of my limp penis and spoke. “That was good; you satisfied?”

“Yup,” I said.

She sat up, then surprised me by bending down to kiss me. It was
a passionate kiss too, and I knew she was tasting herself in my mouth and
smelling herself on my face as I tasted myself in her. I didn’t object,
I don’t mind the taste of my own semin, but all the women I’d known
before seemed to dislike their own taste and smell.

“You certainly ate enough,” she said, grinning. “Want dessert?”

“No, I’m full,” I said, and then noticed something strange in her
mouth as she licked a crumb off her lip.

She must have seen the puzzled look on my face. She leaned back
and deliberately licked her lips, slowly running her tongue over them,
pointedly giving me a good look. There was a gold bead on top of her
tongue, and another below, and as she licked, it was obvious that they
were connected right through the center of her tongue.

I was relaxed enough to look at Susan as a whole person. Perhaps
a day of skiing with her helped, or perhaps I was just getting used to
seeing her strange nose jewelry. She was pretty, short brown hair, round
face and pale skin. Her heavy ski sweater hid her figure, but halfway
through the meal, she said she was hot and took it off, revealing a slim
figure under a snug red turtleneck. Judging by the way the turtleneck
clung to her small breasts and exposed the shape of her large nipples,
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“That was a good day of skiing,” I said, helping her load our skis
on the car that evening.

“Yup,” she said. She didn’t say more, and I was too tired to try
to make my own smalltalk as we started the long drive down I-70 out of
the mountains. The sun was behind the high mountains to the west, and I
guessed it would be dark but still early evening by the time we got back
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I was curious about her nose jewelry, but I didn’t want to offend
her so I said nothing and tried not to stare. Her nose jewelry sparkled
oddly in the lights of the dashboard, and I wondered what it would look
like in the full light of day.

It was too early in the morning for me to make much in the way of
smalltalk, and on a different road with a different driver, I’d have
relaxed and tried to doze off. As it was, I was tense. The road twisted
and turned as it followed the canyon, and in the dark, even with the
headlights, it was unnerving.

“Hungry?” Susan asked, pulling onto the exit ramp. I must have
dozed off, I don’t know how. The clock on the dashboard said that it was
after eight and we were on I-70 just below Idaho Springs.

“Sure,” I said. “Got any place in mind?”