Dee to the Max

Dee two

Max sat at the battered wooden desk that occupied the space in front of the window of the small living room of the tiny one bedroom apartment he had moved into the week prior. It was two blocks from the campus and the rent was reasonable. He was lucky to have gotten it, but one of the seniors who had been working on the same project he had started on during the second semester, was giving it up after graduation so Max was able to lock it up before it went on the market.

Dee had been thrilled when he told her about it and they spent a fair amount of time during the end of the semester tracking down the few furnishings that would be required. As he looked out the window, he saw very little of what was actually out there. He was thinking about what an amazing few months had just passed. And how lonely the summer was going to be with Dee not there.

He had nowhere else to go so he was going to take four courses during the two summer mini sessions and that way with the one over the break would put him a semester ahead. Plus it would keep him busy so he wouldn't spend as much time missing Dee. He pushed his chair back and put his feet up on the desk. He thought back over how the time had passed since Christmas, since that magical night when she appeared to him as the goddess of his dreams and forever sealed the bond that had been building since two weeks after school had started.

He had finally gotten the details on the precious metals account that his father had left to him. It wasn't quite the proverbial pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, but it was more than a few sovereign gold coins, like American Eagles, Canadian Maple Leafs and South African Kruggerands. Thanks to the patent royalties he had no need to use any of them but they would make for a very nice nest egg to get going after he graduated, either by cashing them in or using them as loan security.

What was more important, and a whole lot more fun to think about was what happened when Sylvie had returned from her volleyball tournament trip. Max and Dee were occupying one of the long couches in the common room of her dorm building. Max was sitting at one end while Dee was stretched out on her back, her head resting on one arm rest and her feet up on the other, her legs passing over the top of Max's. As he read, he had one hand resting on her long legs, slowly stroking them through the tight denim. Dee had been lulled into a shallow doze from the quiet and the feeling of contentment from her boyfriend's gentle stroking.

Sylvie breezed in and when she saw her roommate and Max she hurried over. Seeing Dee asleep she winked at Max and then knelt down next to the bed and gave Dee a kiss on the forehead. Dee's eyes fluttered open and when she saw the blue eyes and blonde hair she squealed a bit and wrapped the white girl up in those incredibly long dark arms. After the hug, Sylvie sat back on her heels and said,

"Well, sleeping beauty, you look like you're having a fun break."

"That I am, sweetheart, that I am," Dee replied as she reached up and brushed he hand down Max's arm. "It got a little noisy on our floor while you were gone."

Both girls laughed when Max began to blush. Sylvie looked at him wistfully and said,

"God, he's adorable. I wonder how many girls walked by him during those first two weeks of school, not realizing what they were passing up."

Before she said anything else she saw the angel pendant resting on Dee's chest.

"On, my, Dee, where did you get that?"

"Lover boy gave it to me for Christmas."

Sylvie looked from Dee to Max and back and said,

"Very appropriate. Well done, Maxie. Well, I gotta get upstairs and unpack. Laundry night I'm afraid," and with that she leaned in, gave Dee a quick kiss on the lips and then moved sideways and caught Max by surprise by giving him one as well.

When Sylvie left the room Max looked at Dee and asked,

"What was that for?"

"Well, sweetheart, we're pretty sure she has a thing for both of us. I guess she was just showing us how much she missed us," Dee said.

"Okay, well, remember what I said. If you think you want to, it's fine with me."

Those turned out to be pretty fateful words. Two nights later, Max had gotten a text message from Dee telling him to come directly to her dorm room. Max was confused because he was told that both Dee and Sylvie had team related activities to attend. When he got to the door he knocked and Dee told him to come in. When he did he was confronted with two facts. One was that the room was bathed in subdued lighting. But it was clear who was occupying the room and it took his breath away.

Dee was standing near her side of the room, leaning back against her desk, dressed in the same goddess outfit she wore for him on Christmas, minus the spear. Slightly to one side stood Sylvie. It was a study in contrast, and not just the color difference of skin, eye and hair. Where Dee wore just her short wrap, Sylvie wore a teeny tiny bikini in basic black. Her longish blonde hair was loose and fluffed out. While Sylvie was tall, she was wider across the hips than Dee but with small tits, although they were still straining the small triangles of cloth. She also wore more make up, using the various colors and shades to offset her pale skin.

Max was stunned, and it was Sylvie who broke the spell. With a glance toward Dee she stepped forward and said,

"Maxie, darling. Dee told me what you said about me, us. That is so caring and understanding. But we thought it would be better if our first time was all of our first time," and with that she took hold of Max's head between her hands and pressed her bright red lips against his.

If Max was stunned when he walked in, the feel of warm soft lips on his got him focused again. They were different lips, and the technique was different. But two things were evident. The girl kissing him really wanted to be doing it, and it was more than apparent that the love of his life wanted him to be doing it as well. So he slid his arms around her lower back and began to return the kiss with passion. It wasn't hard because he had come to be very fond of Sylvie. The hands on the side of his head slid around his shoulders and the kiss was now full body, and besides tongue and lip action, there was pressing and grinding of various body parts.

Dee simply remained where she was, lightly running her finger tips over her taught abdomen and hard nipples. When Sylvie finally relented and allowed Max to move back slightly, she raised her head and looked at Dee and said,

"Omigod, Dee, you weren't kidding, this boy can kiss."

"I told you, honey. Don't feel you have to stop on my account."

Sylvie smiled and pulled Max back in and wrapped him up and practically raped his mouth. Only practically because Max was more than willing to participate. His hands roamed over Sylvie's bare back and ass cheeks. Her bikini bottom was a thong that was mostly string in the back. She was moaning into his mouth as they ground against each other. Dee finally decided to lend a hand and she walked behind her boyfriend, went down to her knees and then sat back on her heels. She reached around and managed to get her hands on his belt buckle and pants button. Once they were undone, she pulled off his shoes and socks. Then with two quick jerks she had his pants and underwear down.

He stepped out of them at which time Sylvie grabbed the lower edge of his shirt and began to tug it up over his head. Reluctantly, she had to relinquish his lips to get it all over his head. And then he was naked, standing between the barely clad amazon beauties that were poised to give him the night of his life, and quite possibly theirs as well. Dee ran her hands over his bare back and ass while Sylvie took hold of his thick rigid dick as her tongue worked on his hard nipples. After getting his nipples hard and wet, she looked over his shoulder at Dee and said,

"Damn, Dee, his cock is beautiful. I love you for sharing it with me."

"He's got a hot little ass back here, too, girlfriend."

"Oh, I know, I saw that that one morning. So cute and firm," she said, knowing that Max was getting red.

Always wanting to be a doer, Max was looking for a way to get active, so one hand cupped the fabric covered pussy and the other covered one tit of the tall blonde in front of him.

"Oh, Max, you hands feel so good there."

He got a boost as well, when he felt Dee's large strong hands push his ass cheeks apart and she applied her tongue to his asshole. He pushed back against her tongue. Sylvie started to stroke his cock as he played with her pussy and tit. Max felt himself getting really turned on and he thought it was way too early for that.

"Girls, please, you've gotta stop. I don't want to cum so soon."

Dee rose up and knelt behind Max and wrapped her arms around his chest.

"What do you say, Slyvie, shall we let him relax and put on a little show?"

"I guess," she said, her bright red lips forming a pout. "But I was having so much fun with his cock. Promise I get to play with it later."

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll get the full treatment from my sweet boy," Dee said, then turned her attention to Max. "Okay, sweetheart, why don't you get comfy on my bed and have fun."

Max slid out from between the two girls and sat on the bed with his back against the wall. Dee rose gracefully to her feet and closed the distance between herself and her room mate. They slid easily into each other's arms.

"Oh, Dee, honey, I've wanted to do this since the first day we met."

"Sorry, sweetie, I just wasn't sure about how smart it would be to do that with my roommate. Then I met Max and?" she finished.

Then their lips met and no one said anything for a while. Max couldn't believe how lucky he was to have these tall athletic beauties making love to each other right in front of him. They had their arms around each other and hands roaming over what seemed to be acres of bare skin. Dee undid the knots on Sylvie's bikini top and pulled it out from between them. As they tightened their hold on each other, Max could see their tits pressed together and their thighs shifted so that they could grind their still covered pussies.

Now Max had seen his share of girl on girl action in assorted videos but nothing could have prepared him for the incredible eroticism of these two visually stunning women expressing such passion for each other. Dee's hands had moved down and taken hold of Sylvie's bare ass cheeks, while she was up under Dee's skimpy wrap. Without breaking mouth contact, they folded themselves down until they were on the bed, wrapped in each other's arms and legs. It didn't take Dee long to give in to her masturbatory instincts and get her hand down between the two of them and inside the small triangle that covered Sylvie's pussy.

The tall blonde seemed to have more oral instincts because she shifted her attention to Dee' big dark nipples. As Max watched he was sure that if this went on long enough, he'd cum without ever having touched his cock. And quite frankly he couldn't stand it any longer so he slipped off the bed, crawled across the floor and with quick deft moves had Dee's wrap up and over her ass cheeks and his face pushed in between her cheeks, licking her asshole and lower pussy lips.

"Oh, baby, oh yes, that feels so good," Dee moaned as Max attacked her with his tongue.

She pulled her leg up and back to allow Max to get his face between them so he could work his way all along her wet lips and get his lips and tongue on her clit.

"Oh, fuck," was the best that Dee could come up with as Max worked her pussy and Sylvie sucked and nibbled her hard nipples.

He reached over and began to finger the blonde girl's pussy around the edge of her thong. Her hips began to move and Dee grabbed hold of the fabric and pulled it aside. From his vantage point Max could see that it was shaved, puffy and very wet. He moved his head and began to slide his tongue along the lips and then flicked over the clit a few times. Sylvie popped her mouth off of Dee's nipple and groaned loudly.

"Oh, damn, Maxie, is that you, baby, oh, god, yes, lick my pussy, yes."

She took hold of his head in one hand and pulled his face tightly against her, her hips grinding. The first thing Max realized was that Sylvie had a distinctly different taste. He wondered why that was, but he wasn't going to spend a lot of time thinking about it. It still set his tongue to tingling and his cock drooled precum heavily. And since she was enjoying it so much, he pressed the attack to include everything from her hard clit to the tight, pink asshole.

"OH, OH, OH," was all Sylvie managed before Dee captured her lips and resumed their torrid kissing. Max then began to concentrate his oral attention on her clit while a slender finger began to probe her pussy. Sylvie really started moving about and Max concentrated on keeping his mouth on the girl's pussy. It took him a moment to realize that the blonde was now lying on her back and Dee had moved up to straddle Sylvie's head with her long legs, lowering her dripping pussy to an eager tongue. As Max finger fucked his girlfriend's roommate, he thought what a porno this would make.

Since the girls were occupied, he added a second finger and got it nice and wet and then began to apply the second one to that muscular ring. Sylvie's hips began to flex and roll from side to side as his finger tip began to push through. Her yelps were muffled by the dark lips of Dee's pussy as the bigger girl ground her hips down. It didn't take long before Max was working a finger in and out of Sylvie's pussy and ass while he was sucking and licking her clit. It wasn't long before her legs wrapped around his back and she went stiff with the first orgasm of the night.

Her ass arched up off the mattress, trapping Max's finger between those strong glutes. Since Dee seemed to like it so much, he continued to work the girl's clit as she spasmed. She slowly began to wind down, drifting down to lay flat on the mattress, her legs going limp on either side of the boy. Dee shifted around, looking down the length of her spent roommate.

"Working your magic again, sweetie?"

"I try my best," he said, smiling with half his face coated with pussy juice.

"Then slide up here and give me your best, baby, lick me till I explode," Dee said spreading her legs wide apart as she leaned against the head board, as Sylvie lay sprawled farther down.

Max crawled up the bed, bringing his face in between the dark, firm thighs. He could see how wet and puffy her lips were from the tonguing the other girl gave her but he knew what she wanted. As he fastened his lips on her clit and flicked the tip with his tongue he began to tease and finger her pussy and asshole.

"Oh, yes, baby, you know what I like, oh, damn, your hands are so fine."

He went after her clit full tilt, licking, sucking and even nibbling a bit. Her ass was squirming and he took hold of her thighs to hold her in place. In the meantime, Sylvie came back around and she got up on her knees and began to play with Dee's nice full tits as the two girls began to kiss and suck tongues again. Sylvie let her hand run up and down Max's bare back and playing with his skinny little ass. Then she began to fondle his hanging balls. The bed however was not really large for two really tall girls and a guy, even if the guy was on the short side. Dee was the first to react to it.

"Babies, we need some more room. I have an idea. Let's get up, ohhh, Max, that was sneaky baby," she said as his tongue made a quick stab at her asshole.

They got up off the bed and Dee pulled the mattress off of first Sylvie's bed and then her own. Then she grabbed Sylvie and pulled her down onto the cushioned floor space. She got the tall blonde onto her back and then she straddled her head, getting them into a classic 69 position. Then she added some spice.

"Max, baby, I think Sylvie needs to find out how wonderful your cock feels inside," Dee said as she stroked Sylvie's pussy with the palm of her hand.

"Oh, yes, Maxie, sweetheart, let me feel that hard cock, fuck me, please, it's been toooo long."

So Max knee walked until he was in between the girl's legs, and Dee reached out and took hold of his cock and stroked it a bit. Then he got down so his cock was at the damp pussy. He rubbed the head up and down and she cooed and wiggled her hips. Then he began to push and she sucked in some breath. Dee dropped her hips down so that her pussy was at Sylvie's mouth and the blonde began to lick. Max applied some more pressure and then backed off, then pressure and off until slowly he worked his fat cock into Sylvie's now very wet pussy. Her moans were muffled by Dee's pussy and thighs but he could feel her wrap her legs around his own legs, so he figured she must be enjoying herself. Dee brought her face close to his and said,

"Oh, baby, it looks so hot seeing your gorgeous cock slide up inside her like that."

Max smiled a bit and then moved his head so that his lips were right by Dee's ear and said,

"But your pussy is so much better, angel," and then he kissed her ear and neck.

Any other comment he might have made was lost when she got her mouth on his and began a hot deep grinding kiss, her hands on his head and her tongue deep in his mouth. Dee's hand then began to run all over Max's body while he gave Sylvie a deep, steady fucking. She managed to play with Max's cock a bit as it slid in and out, but then Dee went to work on her room mate's clit with her fingers and the blonde girl's hips really started to move. It didn't take long before she went rigid and Max could feel the increased pressure on his cock. But he was holding out for what he thought of as the real thing. It wasn't too long before Sylvie just sort of flowed into the mattress beneath her and Max slid his still hard cock out of her. Dee licked the tip and shaft a bit and then said,

"Mmm, that tastes wonderful, sweetheart, but I want it somewhere else. Get behind me and give me what I really want."

Max was sure he knew what she meant so as Dee slid her body down along her roomie's legs and pushed her ass up high, Max crawled over her, running has hands along that long back and then over her hard ass cheeks. He turned himself around and as Sylvie licked her pussy from below, Max began working her asshole with his tongue to get it ready. The he got behind her and with bent legs got his cockhead to her asshole and he began to push. Sylvie let her head drop back and said,

"Oh, Maxie, that looks so hot from down here. You have such a nice cock and pair of balls. Hmm, yes, fuck Dee's ass."

Max appreciated her comments but didn't really need the encouragement. He worked his dick in and out until he was fully seated in that tight hot wonderful place. From what seemed like a long way off, Dee was moaning as she got the double delight of a licked pussy and an asshole full of cock. Sylvie took a hand, literally when she reached up to play with Max's hanging balls as well as his asshole, although she only gave it a few rubs and tickles. The amount of stimulation Dee was getting finally pushed her over the edge and she buried her face in Sylvie's legs and screamed low in her throat. He hips bucked and her asshole pulled down tight on Max's cock. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer and just as Dee was starting to relax he grunted, 'cumming' and fired his first shot into her asshole. What happened next surprised him when he felt hands on his hips pull him out of Dee's ass, so that his second shot splashed on her hole and lower pussy lips. Then his cock was pulled down and he proceeded to dump the last of his load on a beautiful blond face with an out stretched tongue.

The volleyballer then licked and sucked his cock clean, while licking her lips and then Dee's asshole and pussy to clean up. When Dee felt that she was all cleaned up, she pivoted around and brought her tongue to Sylvie's face and proceeded to lick the white girl clean. After that they proceeded to exchange a slow long kiss with lots of tongue action. Max was very flattered that so much attention was paid to his cum load. But he didn't have much time to consider this as he was suddenly pulled to the floor and bracketed by the two tall naked beauties who began to cover his face and neck with kisses. After this went on for a while, they settled down on the mattresses with Max on his back in the middle and the two girls nearly covering him up from both sides, their heads on his shoulders. He was sure there wasn't a down comforter in the world as good as this.

They all drifted off to sleep and Max wasn't sure how long it was until he woke up but things were different. Dee had rolled over onto her back and was making soft, not quite snoring sounds. Sylvie was still against his side but there were subtle movements and he felt a hand slowly caressing his cock and then lower stomach and back again. He turned his head a bit and said,

"That feels really good."

"I'm glad, Maxie, you made me feel really great tonight."

"I'm glad, too, then. Um, why do you call me Maxie?"

"Well, Dee calls you sweetie and sweetheart and all the rest. I can't call you the same thing your girlfriend does, that wouldn't be right, so Maxie is the next best thing, I thought. Is it okay?"

"Sure, it is, I was just curious."

What Max didn't say was that it sounded like something someone would call him because of his size. So he began to run his hand up and down her bare back and felt her hips push her pussy tighter against his thigh. She sighed.

"This feels so nice. You know, I told Dee sometime ago that I haven't had someone make me feel like this in ages. I couldn't believe how big those orgasms were."

"It was really exciting having you with us, Sylvie. I know Dee was kind torn about it, wanting you so much but worried about it."

"Wanting me?" Sylvie asked.

"Oh, sure. She always thought you were hot."

"Wow. You guys are so lucky to have found each other."

"Don't worry, Sylvie, you'll find your lucky one soon enough. You just need to look in the right places."

"Like the library," she teased as she lightly squeezed his now hard cock.

"Could be."

"Well, that's the future. Right now I have this and I'm not going to let it go to waste. Think she'll mind?"

"Probably not," Max replied.

With that, Sylvie pushed herself up onto her elbow so that she and Max could start kissing while she continued to stroke his cock as her pussy rubbed on his thigh. Once she reached a certain point, she slid her leg over his hips and she got up on top of him. She put her hands on either side of his chest and began to grind her pussy into the underside of his hard cock as it lay along his stomach. He took hold of her firm tits and began to fondle them and rub the hard nipples with his thumbs. She let her head hang down and she hissed between her lips. Her hip action became a little more controlled and Max soon found the head of his cock pressed against the lower lips of her pussy and he gave a little push. She groaned a bit and pushed back. In a moment or two, his head began to push up inside her pussy and she groaned. She pushed herself up so that she could sit down on his cock, which made it a little bit of a stretch for Max to keep his hands on her tits, but she wasn't as long in the waist as Dee was so he did a good enough job of it.

Sylvie began to move her hips and Max pushed up to meet her each time she came down. The sound of skin slapping got a bit louder and apparently they were making too much noise for Dee to stay asleep. She rolled over onto her side, looking at her roommate and lover fucking next to her.

"Well, look at you two naughty kids. Having a good time, are you?"

"Oh, fuck, Dee, his cock feels so nice, I couldn't help it."

"It's okay, sweetie, enjoy him," Dee said as she began to run her hand over Max's chest and stomach.

Then she leaned in and starting kissing him, first warmly and then with building passion. Sylvie couldn't help but reach over and run her hand over Dee's hip and ass. Max wasn't the only one who loved all that smooth dark skin. Soon enough, Dee was turned on enough to want to join in so she got up and straddled Max's head and brought her pussy down to his lips and tongue as she reached out and played with Sylvie's tits. She in turn brought her hands up to cup and fondle Dee's larger tits and hard dark nipples. It didn't take long for them to lean into one another and start kissing as their pussies were pleasured by the small guy's ample cock and tongue.

Max was sure he was in heaven, the tight feel of Sylvie's pussy on his cock and the taste of Dee on his tongue had him nearly delirious with passion and he couldn't imagine loving anyone other than Dee for the rest of his life. His hips began to pump and his fingers were playing with her ass cheeks and hole. He knew he wasn't going to last very long but he was going to try to make it last as best he could. At some point, Sylvie went tense and squeezed hard on his cock as she orgasmed again. As she came down she began to sag into Dee's arms who gently helped her down onto Max's chest, although her head was on Dee's hip. Seeing her taut ass and feeling Max playing with her asshole, Dee got an idea.

She leaned over the back of her roommate and began to squeeze and play with her ass, letting some spit drip onto her pale pink winking asshole. This caused her to flinch but coo softly. Then she bent down further and began to use her tongue to spread the lube around. She pushed her tongue in and worked it around and then used a finger to start to open Sylvie up.

"Oh, Dee, you dirty girl. That feels amazing."

Dee smiled as she thought about what was coming. When she thought Sylvie was ready enough, she took hold of Max's cock and pulled it out of Sylvie's wet pussy and pressed the slick head to the lubed ring and began to push it in. Sylvie tensed up and then tried to relax and she wiggled her hips. Max began to push up with his hips to help the process along. Dee watched as the head began to push through the tight ring and disappear. She added some spit to the shaft and watched as steady progress was made. When several inches had passed Sylvie's ass ring, she pushed herself up and groaned as her weight helped the process.

She gripped Dee's arms and moaned out,

"Of, fuck, baby, this feels amazing. My god, his cock feels so good."

It didn't take long before her ass was resting on Max's thighs. He was still concentrating on licking Dee's pussy but the feeling of Sylvie's tight ass ring riding along his thick shaft had his balls pulling up tightly. The two girls were hugging and kissing each other again and Max's just couldn't hold out any longer and with a thrust from his hips he jammed his cock all the way into Sylvie's ass and began to fire off his heavy cum. The blonde girl yelped into Dee's mouth as her own orgasm took hold. As Max tensed, his finger pushed into Dee's asshole and she had her own orgasm.

When they woke up the next morning they were in a tumbled mass of arms and legs. They spent half an hour actually untangling themselves, kissing, fondling and talking in a low tones.

As Max thought back on this episode, he couldn't help but rub the front of his pants. Over the next two months, the three of them had half a dozen further threesomes and Dee told him about the ten or so times that she and Sylvie woke up in the same dorm room bed, naked and satisfied. Then she surprised them both when she introduced them to her girlfriend. The dark haired beauty was a student at the small community college across town that she met at a bar several weeks prior while out with some teammates. Apparently Sylvie's problem with finding a relationship was looking in the wrong locker room.

When the thought of a locker room crossed his mind he looked at the wall above the couch, an unusually large one for the small room. There was a framed edition of the school newspaper and a letterman's sweater on a hanger. The article told the story of how Max became an important part of the women's basketball program.

It had started near the end of the break between semesters. Max had attended as many practices and home games as his schedule allowed, which was pretty much all of them. The first hint that something was going on was after the third practice was over and he and Dee were walking towards the dining hall. As usual, Dee had her arm around his shoulders and she was toying with his hair.

"You know, angel, I noticed something about your playing."

"Oh, yeah, what was that?"

"Well, I still don't understand much about the game, but I know the idea is to put the ball through the hoop. I noticed that there is an instance where your efficiency falls off significantly," he explained.

Dee slowed them down and looked down at him.

"When is that?"

He looked up at her through his black rimmed glasses, looking every bit like the academic he was destined to be.

"When you are moving to your left, yet attempting to shoot with your right hand, your rate of success is much less than when you make the attempt from straight ahead or moving to your right."

"Really? I've been playing for ten years. How come no one has ever noticed that before?"

"Well, perhaps it's a recent development, or no one has watched you as closely before," he said as they resumed their pace.

"You watch me that closely, do you?" she asked.

"Every step, every motion. Your performance on the? court, yes? It is the most fascinating thing I've ever seen. I find it incredible that someone of your size can move that gracefully, that smoothly. So I guess I pick things up and see the patterns."

"You see patterns when we play?"

"Oh, yes. There seems to be some difference in the effectiveness of certain pairings of players, such as exchanging the ball?"

"It's called passing."

"Oh, okay, thank you. Also, what happens when an attempt to put the ball through the hoop fails and a number of you attempt to obtain the ball."

"Rebounding. Geez, sweetheart, this is amazing. I think you should talk to the coach. She might find this very interesting, and helpful."

"Okay, if you think it would be useful."

The next day, when Dee brought Max to the coach's office, the ensuing conversation was more than Dee had counted on. After the first ten minutes, the coach made a pair of phone calls and then moved Dee and Max down the hall to a small meeting room with a large white board with the lines of a basketball court on it. As Dee watched and listened it was clear that her beloved Max still didn't know much about the game but it was clear he recognized all manner of intricate patterns. After nearly three hours the coach and her assistants agreed they needed to figure out how to use this information and make plans for the future, if Max was willing to help.

He certainly was. He liked the idea of helping out Dee and her teammates. And having the opportunities to watch his goddess flow up and down the court. Yes, a court. As they left the building where the coaches had their offices Dee walked them over to a bench and she sat him down in the chill winter air and said,

"How do you do that, darling? How can you see such subtle differences and make those kinds of connections?"

He shrugged a bit and said,

"How can you move the way you do? How can you put just enough momentum into the ball to get it to travel just the right distance to the hoop? We each of us have our talents. This is one I've never really know about. I mean I can often seen patterns in data, but I never had the opportunity to apply it to objects or people in motion. It's really quite fascinating. Thank you." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and bent down to kiss him tenderly on the lips. After a few moments the kiss got to be more ardent and they moved in tighter together. After five minutes or so they separated and Dee said,

"Take me to your room and make love to me, darling. I need to feel you so badly right now."

And they did. And for the rest of the basketball season, the diminutive genius became a fixture at every practice and home game. And he was given videos of every away game. He met with the coaching staff and told them what he saw and they used that information to develop game strategies and plays based on how the girls played. Players were also given individual attention based on his observations. All of this was on top of his course load and project work. But he couldn't remember a time when he was this happy. He was busy, productive and the friendships that had begun with his academic help were becoming firmer through his time spent with the team.

As he sat at his desk in the apartment he thought about how it all culminated at the Annual Sports Award Dinner. Near the end of the evening when most of the other awards had been handed out? the captain of the women's basketball team stood at the podium and began to address the attendees.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to recognize someone tonight who is probably the most unlikely candidate for an award of this kind. To the best of our knowledge he's never played any organized sport, admits to practically no understanding of the game of basketball yet has proven to be an invaluable asset to our efforts this season and will likely do so for the next several. While he has helped a fair number of the athletes in this room tonight with their academic work, his assistance to the team, both players and coaches has been nothing short of amazing. So, please, would you help us welcome Max Harrington to the stage?"

Max knew what was coming halfway through the second sentence of the her introduction and he was feeling very self conscious but he was never given the chance to object since the entire women's team was escorting him up to the stage, with Dee holding possessively to his arm as they did. It was almost comical to see, as the girl closest to his height was still six inches taller than he was. But they were all smiling and laughing and a few were giving the girls party night hoot.

So he found himself facing the team captain who was holding a letterman sweater out for him to see. It was an authentic garment with the big school initial on one side and some strange looking emblems sewn on the other. A closer look showed them to be an open book, a chemist's flask and a pair of eye glasses.

"Max, you have been such a big part of our team this year, we knew we had to find a way to thank you. This is what we came up with and we hope you like it," she said, holding it out to him.

He took the sweater from her and stood looking at it, a number of emotions running through him. He got a bit of a jostle when Dee took the sweater and held it for him to put on. He slipped his arms into the sleeves and she settled it onto his shoulders. Then Dee turned him to face the audience who gave him an enthusiastic round of applause. The team captain handed him the microphone and gestured for him to say something. The girls stepped aside forming a small knot on the other side of the podium. He looked at Dee who nodded her encouragement. So he began, facing the girls.

"Firstly, thank you. I can't tell you how much I appreciate this. But more so, I appreciate how you've made me a part of what you do. I've never been part of team before. In a very real sense it feels like being part of a family. And for those of you who know me, you can guess how important that is," and he could see how Dee and a few of the other girls wore brittle smiles trying to control themselves. "Secondly, I'm not going to say something like 'you shouldn't have' or 'I don't deserve this'. Not because I think I do, but because you thought I did and you went through all this effort. I would never want to minimize or belittle your feelings that way. So, thank you, again. You've all come to mean so much to me." And then he turned to the audience and said, "and the welcome mat at the library will always be out."

As he put the microphone back in its stand he was swarmed by the girls who hugged and kissed him. He was in something of a daze as they took him back to the table amidst the applause and when he was seated again, wearing the sweater, he looked around the table at all the faces smiling back at him and he didn't know whether he should smile, laugh or cry, so he did some of all three.

Sitting in his apartment, looking at the sweater he chose only to smile. He also decided he had better get off his skinny white ass as Dee would refer to it, affectionately of course, and get off to the first class of one of the courses he was taking. He fervently hoped the work load would keep him busy all summer so he wouldn't have as much time to wallow in the misery of being away from Dee. What he didn't count on was finding some help. As he sat in the room, waiting for the professor to arrive, he looked around. It was a humanities class, a requirement. He figured the administration thought these kinds of classes would help the science and techie types to integrate into the wider world more easily. All it really did was annoy the hell out of them and raise the chances of putting a dent in their GPAs.

As he looked around he caught the eye of the guy sitting next to him. He looked a bit older, on the shorter side, not too bad looking. The guy looked at him with a bit of a smile and said,

"I managed to stay out of summer school in high school, but?" he ended with a shrug.

"I'm trying to get a jump on graduation."

"Cool, I never finished, so I have some ground to make up. Jerry, Jerry Matheson."

"Max, Harrington."

Jerry looked at him a bit and said,

"Harrington? Aren't you that guy they wrote about in the school paper, helping out the women's basketball team?"

"Yeah, my girlfriend plays and I just sorta fell into it."

"I should thank you. I made a few bucks betting on you guys this past season," Jerry said.

"Isn't sports betting in this state illegal?"

"There are ways and ways," Jerry said just as the adjunct walked into the room.

As it turned out, Max and Jerry wound up teaming for a project due just before the mid term exam, which in this case was two and a half weeks away. As such, that evening found them in Max's apartment going over ideas for what they would propose at the next class. Jerry was explaining his out of class situation to Max as they worked out a time line.

"So I work a full forty hour week, Max, but this is the only class I'm taking and I got my boss to accept me breaking up my two weeks of vacation and spreading it out over the first half of the summer so I should be able to make the time to work my half of the project. Plus I don't have any family or any other demands on my time so I should do fine."

"Okay, well, I just have another class to deal with, and since my girlfriend is half a continent away, I'm okay there," he said, a bit despondently.

"Yeah, until you get so horny you can't keep your mind on your work," Jerry said with a laugh.

"If that gets to be the case, I'll just fall back on what I've known for so long," Max said as he held up his right hand.

Jerry just laughed, nodded and held up his left hand. They spend another hour going over the subject matter, the guidelines set down by the instructor and how they would schedule the work. Finally, Max said,

"Well, that seems to be all we can do until we get the go ahead at the next class. Want something to drink?"

"I think you're right, and a bottle of water would do just fine, thanks."

Max went to the small, slightly worse for wear refrigerator and removed two bottles of water, handing one to Jerry and headed for the couch. Jerry looked at the overlarge piece of furniture that dominated the small living room with a raised eyebrow.

"My girlfriend, Dee, likes to stretch out on the couch when we're home together."

"That would explain it," Jerry said as he dropped down on to a cushion to Max's left. "Plenty of room to play."

"Yeah, don't remind me. It's going to be a long, lonely summer."

"I hear that. It's been along dry spell on the relationship front for me, too. Been too busy with work and school," Jerry said.

"So this isn't your first class?"

"No, I started back in the fall, like you, this is number five. I do two a semester normally."

"Yeah, I can see where that, plus a full time job would put a dent in your social life," Max said as she shifted around on the couch, with just the reminder of Dee getting him horny.

"Full time plus. I'm usually working fifty to sixty hours a week. As far as sex is concerned, I barely manage to stroke out a load every few days, sometimes only once a week."

Two things struck Max. One, that it was a horrible thought to think of only shooting one load in a week. And the other that it was odd that a near stranger would admit something like that to him. He wondered if something was going on. This speculation added to the tension in his pants.

"I'm sorry to hear that. My best pal and I will manage a least once a day while Dee is gone," he said, holding up his right hand.

"Lucky you. I hate to say it but all this talk is reminding me it's been almost a week since my last time. I know this might sound weird but since we both do it, would you mind?" Jerry said, letting the question remain unspoken.

"Um, yeah, I guess it would be okay."

"Your girlfriend wouldn't mind?"

"I don't think so. It'll probably get her turned on a bit," Max replied with a small grin.

"Mind if I call something up that'll help set the mood," Jerry said, reaching for his laptop.

"Go right ahead."

In a couple of minutes, the screen on the laptop had a video of a young, skinny, obscenely well hung boy stroking a fat erection that must have been close to a foot long. Max was suddenly feeling inadequate but his own cock was now swollen to the point of pain inside his pants. Jerry was already unzipping so he undid his own pants and pushed them down along with his boxers. His own fat seven inches popped into view. He looked over and saw that Jerry was sporting something less than six inches and on the thinner side. He knew it was silly but he was feeling better.

"Hey, nice hardware, man. Your girlfriend must enjoy that," Jerry said as he stroked himself.

"Yeah, in fact she does," Max replied as he took hold of his own cock and stroked it while he watched the kid on the screen stroke his monster. "This tape looks like an amateur or webcast. Someone you know?"

"Hmmm, no, no," Jerry said quickly. "Just something I found."

The two watched as the teenager on the screen made long slow strokes up and down the massive shaft. His smooth balls rested on the cushion of the chair he was sitting on. Both Jerry and Max were stroking fully hard cocks and Max was precumming heavily. Jerry's gaze drifted back and forth from the massive cock on the screen and the smaller but real one less than an arm's length away. He took a chance.

"That's a really nice looking cock you've got, man. Have you ever had someone stroke it for you? I guy, I mean."

"Oh, yeah, but it's been awhile. You wanna?"

"Oh, yeah, man," Jerry said as he reached over with his free hand and took hold of Max's slick cock. "Oh, yeah, that feels so nice. Solid and slick."

The two sat like that for a while watching and stroking. Then the guy on the screen bent forward and bent some more until he was able to get his own mouth on the head of his dick and Jerry took that as a signal and he quickly swooped in and replaced his hand with his mouth. Max dropped his head back and moaned but didn't object. Jerry took this as encouragement and proceeded to swallow Max's fat dick to the root. Max was certain that Jerry had lots of experience sucking cock and maybe it wouldn't be such a lousy summer after all.

He put his hand on the back of Jerry's head and began to pump his hips, fucking his classmate's mouth. He took his free hand and reached around Jerry's hip and took hold of the smaller but fully hard cock. This went on for perhaps another fifteen minutes when Max felt his balls start to pull tight and after a few more transits of Jerry's mouth on his dick, he grunted and began to fire thick streams of cum, forcing Jerry to gulp quickly. His expertise in cock sucking was further demonstrated by the fact that Jerry didn't lose a drop of Max's cum. When he was done cleaning up Max's cock, Jerry got up on his knees took hold of his cock and stroked it until he shot his own load all over Max's cock and balls. When he was done cumming, he dipped down and licked Max clean. Then he slumped back against the couch back.

"Oh, fuck, man, that was so great. I haven't swallowed a load like that in a really long time. A hot fat dick and big tasty load. I hope we can do this again."

"I'd think so, but we have to make sure the work gets done first," Max replied.

"Oh, absolutely. I have to keep my grades up, too."

That's how the rest of the summer went, nearly all of it anyway. Two or three times a week, Max and Jerry would get together and Jerry would give Max an expert blow job and receive a mouth full of cum, and then some. After a few weeks, Jerry asked Max if he had ever fucked a guy's ass and was overjoyed to find that Max was not only experienced but willing. The combination of a skilled fat dick and heavy cum loads made Jerry a happy fellow. As far as Max was concerned, he was glad that he had someone else to get off with, but underneath it all he was very lonely without Dee there. Even when Jerry invited him to what was usually a monthly foursome it was only a brief diversion and a way to drop three or four loads.

The last week of August promised to be the worst because even Jerry wasn't going to be around due to business commitments. So when he heard the knock around noon he had no idea who it would be. He opened the door and was stunned to see the door full of Dee. He just stood there, stunned in part by her unexpected presence and in part by the fact that there was so much of her to see. She was wearing a skimpy pair of denim shorts that might have been six inches from waist to cuff and a bare midriff top with spaghetti straps that ended well above her navel. She was also wearing a back pack and had a roller duffle by the handle.

"Well, hello there, sweetheart. Are you going to let me in?" she asked.

"What, oh, yeah, sure, I'm sorry," he said, reaching to grab the duffle and stepping back inside the apartment to let her in.

As the door swung closed she slid the pack off and dropped it on the floor. Then she took the duffle from his unresisting hand and put it against the wall. In an instant he was enfolded those crazy long arms and all was right with the world. He flung his arms around her back and held on with all his strength.

"Oh, baby, it feels so good to be holding you again," she said but then stopped when she realized Max was shuddering. "Sweetheart, are you okay? You aren't sick are you?"

"No, just hold on to me. Don't let go."

"Of course not, baby. I just got here," she replied and so she just held onto Max, one hand holding the back of his head, the fingers softly caressing his messy hair.

It took a few minutes but the shudders finally stopped and Dee eased her hold so she could get a look at his face.

"What was all that about, sweetheart?"

"I'm not sure. I guess the shock of seeing you so unexpectedly. I was getting ready to spend a really lousy week and then there you were and I realized how really miserable I was this summer. All that work didn't really help."

"Well, come here. Let's sit on the couch," she said and with an arm tight around his shoulders she led him to the big couch where they sat down, him tightly tucked in to her side. "I'm missed you too, baby. More than I thought I could. You're buddy Jerry didn't help matters? Danielle tried but it just wasn't the same anymore."

"Jerry was okay," he replied easily, since he had been talking to Dee about what was going on via video chatting all summer. "Saved my right hand a lot of work, but like you said, it wasn't the same. Not having you to hold on to, to sit with at meals and doing work. Going to the diner." While he talked his hand began to rub up and down her bare leg.

"Oh, honey, that feels nice. I missed your hands maybe most of all."

"Well, lay back then. Let me get reacquainted with these amazing legs of yours."

"Are you sure you're okay," she asked, concerned.

"I'm great, now."

Dee slid down, so that her head was resting on a pillow against the arm of the couch and her legs draped over Max's lap. He began to rub her legs, gently kneaded the firm muscles. Thanks to the nearly legless shorts, he was able to work them practically to her crotch. He watched as her eyes closed and her whole expression went dreamy.

"Oh, baby, that feels wonderful. Where did you learn to do that?"

"I was really bored one day early in the summer and I was doing some web surfing and I came across a site that taught this. I'm glad you like it."

"I'm loving it."

Max made sure he worked both legs above and below the knee and then slid down further so he could work on her feet. She was wearing a very basic pair of sandals. A thin flat sole held in place by a few narrow straps. He slipped these off and began to massage her feet. When he started to work the soles, she giggled, then groaned as his thumbs pressed into her arches. After a bit he lifted one foot and then the other to his lips and kissed here and there.

"Oh, damn, baby, you are just full of surprises," she said as she looked at him with hooded eyes.

Then she got a thoughtful look on her face as she regarded the love of her life seated at the other end of the long couch, her feet in his hands.

"You know, I think your dad was right about you. What he said in that letter."

"What do you mean?"

"I think you're a lot more like your mom than your dad. You might have his intelligence, but I think you have her heart and soul. She must have been an amazing woman if you're any indication. Oh, don't get so embarrassed, baby," she said with a laugh as she watched his face go red. "It's something to be proud of."

As she said this she pulled her feet from his hands and swung up into a sitting position, pulled him close and proceeded to kiss the breath out of him. When she was done she said,

"Now, why don't you take me into our bedroom and lay me on that bed and see what you can do about my back. It was a very long ride to get here."

"Oh, geez, I'm sorry. I didn't think to ask how that went," he apologized as he took her hand and led her to the bedroom, which wasn't all that far away, just through another door in fact.

"It was long and boring and tiring."

As they stepped into the bedroom it was evident it was mostly bed and very little room. The bed was an extra long queen size, the frame gotten from a thrift shop but a brand new box spring and mattress courtesy of one of Max's dad's patents. It was pushed up against one wall to make room for a bureau with a mirror. The closet wasn't big but neither had a lot of clothes.

"It might have been boring for you, but I bet the others found it interesting having you with them," he said archly.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked, one hand on a cocked hip.

"With those ridiculously small shorts and tiny top, I imagine you were the best scenery on the whole trip."

"It was two other girls," she said, but smiling none the less.

"Even still."

She shook her head and began to undo the button and zipper of her shorts. Max watched in rapt fascination as she shimmied the brief garment down her long legs. This revealed a red silk thong that had been part of what his Christmas gift certificate had been used for. Next came off the top, revealing those full firm tits that he could never get enough of.

"Would you like to do the honors, baby?" she asked, gesturing to her panties.

With a smile he stepped up and hooked the side straps with his thumbs and began the long journey down to her ankles. He deposited a few kisses along the way. When he stood up, holding the brief bit of material, she pulled him into a tight hug, rubbing her tits in his face. He put his arms around her back and pulled tight.

"Oh, honey, I waited so long for this. I could stay naked with you forever. But I really need that back rub."

"As you wish, I am commanded. Climb on the bed, face down, please."

She let go of him and flowed onto the bed like the big black cat he sometimes dreamed about. He took a small bottle from the bureau and climbed up after her. Kneeling at her side he took the bottle and dribbled a bit of the contents on her back.

"Ooo, that feels nice and warm, what is that, baby?"

"It's something they recommended on that website. It's supposed to help loosen tight muscles."

He began to rub the oil into her skin as he remembered from the website, working out from the center and down from the shoulders. Dee wiggled a bit and sighed. As he got to the middle of her back he thought it would be easier if he was straddling her so he moved around so that he had a leg on either side of her hips and he went back to work.

"Oh, god, baby, that feels so nice. But it would feel a lot nicer if I couldn't feel all the little bits of metal from those cargo shorts of yours. Get rid of them. And you might as well get rid of the rest, too."

Max liked that idea so he quickly stripped off his clothes, tossed them to the floor and got back into position. Now he could feel his bare thighs against her hips and his balls resting on her ass. His cock was already stiff and pointing at the ceiling.

"Oh, yes, that's so much better," Dee said, with another wiggle.

Max spent another half hour working the oil into her skin, perhaps spending more time than he needed to on her firm tight asscheeks, but how could you blame him. The oil gave her dark skin a nice sheen without being a slippery mess. When he was done he slid up her body until he could deliver light kisses to the back of her neck while his hard cock pressed against her lower back.

"Hmmm, that feels so nice, baby. Could I ask a big favor? The ride was really tiring. You've done wonders for me but could we just cuddle up for a while and take a nap. Then we could go out and get something to eat and then we'll spend all night finding ways for me to show you how much I love everything about you."

"Sounds fine to me, as long as you don't mind having my hard cock poking you in the back."

"That's one of the things I love most of all," she murmured.

So he slid off her back and she rolled onto her side and he spooned up behind her, like a teaspoon behind a tablespoon. His arms went around her and she took hold of his hands and pulled them up so that they were cradling her tits and with a sigh she drifted off to sleep and he wasn't far behind. They slept that way until five o'clock and she was the first to wake up. She pulled one of his hands up and kissed his fingers, those amazing magical finger, tasting the hint of oil still there.

"Lover, time to wake up," she purred.

She felt Max move and heard him say,

"Yeah, okay, I'm awake," while giving her a squeeze.

She was pretty sure that she could very quickly get used to doing this every morning. As his grip loosened she took the opportunity to turn around to face him and she said,

"I'm afraid that dinner is going to have to wait, baby. Having that gorgeous cock pressed against my back and those amazing hands holding my boobs, I just have to have you, right here and now."

With that said, she covered his mouth with hers and pulled him in tightly, wrapping him in her arms and legs in a way that suggested she didn't ever want to let go, which was fine by him. They kissed and fondled each other for about a quarter of an hour when Dee pushed him over onto his back and straddled his hips with those incredible legs and began to rub her bare pussy on his hard cock. She pushed a tit into his face and groaned as he wrapped his lips around a nipple and began to suck and lick. After a few minutes of this she slipped her pussy a bit further up until the head of his cock was right at the base and she pushed back.

Max pushed up with his hips and the head pressed against the already wet lips. Dee hissed and pressed back to meet her lover's thrust and the head pushed in. Dee kept pushing and didn't stop until Max was buried completely inside her. She levered herself up so that she was sitting on his thighs and she started to grind. Max reached up and took hold of her full tits and began to squeeze and fondle them while rubbing his thumbs over the hard nipples.

"Oh, fuckkkkkk, baby, yessssss, just like that."

Her hips began to move and she slowly fucked herself on Max's fat dick. It didn't take long until he began to lift his hips to meet her coming down. Dee took one hand and used it to hold Max on one tit while she pushed the other down to her pussy and he began to play with her clit. Her head slipped back and she arched her back, pushing against his hands and she shuddered with a small orgasm. Her hips began to move faster and she leaned forward, pressing her tits against him, pushing his hands out of the way, so he reached around and grabbed her ass and helped her grind against him. They hadn't been at it all that long but they were both so wound up they couldn't last.

Dee began to stiffen and she buried her face in his neck and began to scream as she went completely rigid. Max held on while she began to shiver and shake. He wasn't going to last much longer and finally he grunted out,

"Oh, fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum."

Dee flopped over on her side and then worked around so that she could get her mouth on his cock just in time to receive a healthy load of his cum. She was moaning as she gulped it down. When she was done she rolled onto her back and then slid over to lie at his side. She took hold of his hand said,

"Oh, lover, how I missed that taste. And the feel of your cock inside me. And most of all those wonderful hands of yours. God how I love those hands. But now you and I need to get cleaned up and go somewhere and eat. I've had my appetizer, now it's time for a main course."

"I'm ready. I've finally got a real appetite for the first time in weeks."

The two lovers slid off the bed and headed for the bathroom. It was a misnomer because there was no bath, just a shower stall, but since the two were on the slender side, they both fit with room to spare. Room to play as well as wash. But they only played a little because hunger was becoming a greater factor than desire. After helping each other dry off, they hurried to get dressed. For Max is it was easy. Boxers, cargo shorts, and a three button pull over and for the sake of style he used a brush on his hair. Dee took a little more time, if not putting on more clothes.

She chose a tight fitting skirt that reached maybe a third of the way to her knees, and a snug v neck top that had just a hint of sleeves. A red lace matching bra and panty set was underneath and her legs were bare since no stockings could improve on all that smooth dark skin. Resting just above her cleavage was the black enameled angel.

"Are you ready, handsome?" she asked.

"Whenever you are, angel."

Responding to something deep with in the female DNA she reached out to adjust the collar on his shirt and smooth his hair a bit. She smiled and said,

"That shirt hides your necklace. No one can see it."

Taking hold of one of her hands, he said,

"It's not important that anyone can see, as long as we both know it's there, that's all that matters."

This got him a smile and kiss on the head and then they were headed out. The two flights of stairs were taken slowly and it was a stroll to the restaurant, another small Italian place a couple of blocks away. She had her arm over his shoulders, as usual, while his arm was around the small of her back. The skirt had no pockets so he rested his hand on her hip. A thought came to mind and as usual, if it concerned Dee, he gave voice to it.

"Between what you wore coming down here and this outfit, I can't help but notice you're showing a lot more of yourself."

"Well, first of all, thank you for noticing and secondly, it's all your fault."

"My fault? How can I be responsible for what you're wearing?"

"It's very simply, sweetheart. No one has ever looked at me the way you do, said that kinds of things that you say, made love to me the way you do. My god, the way you practically worship my body. So I started to think that maybe I had something to show off like some of the other girls do and I didn't need to be wearing warm up suits all the time. Maybe I could show off a little bit, especially when I'm out with my man."

"Oh, well, I guess when you say it like that. It's not like I was objecting or anything. It kind of makes me feel like we're closer to that beach of ours."

Dee smiled and thought that if she wasn't so hungry she'd turn them around and hurry back to their apartment and fuck this boy until he couldn't see straight, but they both needed to eat. However, she was sure it would be a long and busy night. When they got to the restaurant, the girl who greeted them said,

"Dee, welcome back. Well, it'll be nice to see Max with a smile once in a while."

"Hi, Nancy, thanks. What do you mean?"

"He was in here at least once a week while you were gone. Looked more miserable than a cat that's just come in from a downpour. Usually didn't finish half his dinner. Had to force him to take it home with him."

Dee looked down at her lover in obvious disapproval.

"Hey, I didn't waste it. I usually ate the leftovers after I video chatted with you and was feeling better."

Dee just shook her head and then pulled him into a tight hug. When she released him, Nancy showed them to a table and left two menus. Dee looked across at Max and said,

"I wasn't going to mention anything about the eating because you looked okay, but since Nancy brought it up, how did you make out?"

"I ate at least one full meal a day, usually light on breakfast. I kept the energy drinks to a minimum, so all in all, not too bad," he replied.

"Well, have a good meal but don't eat yourself sick on my account. I need you in good shape for tonight," she said as a now bare foot started rubbing up and down his bare shin.

She continued to tease him through the entire meal with that foot, occasionally journeying all the way up to his crotch to rub the growing bulge with her toes. The first time she did it he looked at her with raised eyebrows and she returned the look with hooded lids and a brief air kiss. She looked so hot to Max he actually pushed his hips back at her. Her smile was electric. After eating, they slowly walked back to the apartment, once more arm in arm.

The entire walk was leisurely until the door of the apartment closed. Dee spun Max around to face her and pulled his face to hers. Her mouth covered his and her tongue invaded his mouth, although it was a welcome invasion. Her hands were pulling at the hem of his shirt to get it up over his head, causing a brief interruption in the rape of his mouth. She began to work at his belt as she pushed him backwards and his pants came down just as he was forced backwards onto the couch. Off came the sneakers and socks and then his pants and boxers. His cock was already stiff as she pushed his legs aside as she knelt by the couch and proceeded to swallow his cock to the root.

"Oh, fuck? angel. Your mouth is so hot," he moaned.

She ran one hand up over his chest while the other cupped his balls. He took hold of the hand on his chest and pulled it to his mouth and began to kiss and suck her fingers. She in turn worked his cock with her wet lips and talented tongue. She made no attempt to get out of her own clothes and focused all her attention on his cock and balls. This went on for perhaps fifteen minutes. It hadn't been all that long since he blew his load earlier that afternoon, but the sight all that skin as they walked and ate and her relentless teasing of his cock with her foot during the meal had him at the edge fairly quickly. When she felt his balls pull up, she slid her mouth off, formed a ring around the base of his cock with her thumb and finger to control him and put her lips to work on his nipples. She worked this way back and forth several times until his hips were bucking on the couch and she let go of his cock and watched him shoot heavy streams of cum into the air while he groaned.

"OH, Fuck, angel, damn, damn, damn," he repeated as he pumped out his load to land on his belly and then ooze down the shaft to his balls.

When he was done cumming she smiled down at him and then began to very deliberately lick up the streaks and puddles of cum from his stomach and then clean up the shaft and his balls. When she was done she said,

"What a fabulous dessert. And now it's my turn, lover boy, but on the bed. Come with me."

She pulled him up off the couch as she stood up and she towed him into the bedroom. She stood there, inviting him to do for her what she had down for him so he proceeded, albeit more slowly, to undress her. As more skin became visible he kissed it and let his hands play over it. After the short skirt and top came off, he stopped to admire the matching red bra and thong. After some kisses on her stomach he slid his hands around and unfastened the bra clasp as he kissed the swells of her tits. Then he hooked his fingers in the string of the thong and slid it down and down those long legs. He put some kisses on her now fully shaved pussy and she cooed a bit. Then he stood up and said,

"So much amazing skin and it's all mine to play with. All six feet five and half inches of it."

"Um, baby, actually its six and a half inches. I picked up another inch since last summer."

"Really? Well, as long as I can get you on your back to reach the good parts, it doesn't matter," he said, giving her a gentle push to get her seated on the edge of the bed.

"Which are the good parts?" she asked, cocking her head.

"All of them, angel, all of them," he replied as he stepped up between her legs and began to kiss her.

After a few moments he stepped back and motioned for her to slide up the bed. She got herself comfy, reclining on the pillows, and spread her legs and said,

"Come and get your dessert, baby."

Max smiled as he climbed up on the bed between those long legs and settled down with his face above her pussy. He began to run his fingers up and down the puffy lips while his tongue flicked over the clit.

"Oh, yes, baby, that feels so good. Oh god."

Max knew he had all night and a long lonely summer to make up for so he worked her pussy methodically but passionately. His tongue pushed the lips aside and worked into her hole while his hands worked along her thighs and then hooked up and under to rest his hands on her stomach. Holding her in place he began to attack her clit with his tongue. She began to shudder and shake and grind her ass into the mattress. Her hands wound up on the back of his head and pushed his face tighter against her pussy. Her back arched and she groaned as her first orgasm of the night tore through her.

Max never let up and Dee was thrashing around on the bed, pleading with him to never stop and telling him how much she loved him. The second orgasm hit hard and she grabbed a pillow and covered her face and screamed and screamed. Her body slumped a bit and Max took the opportunity to push her legs back and when he exposed her tight asshole he went after it with his tongue and then his finger and her third and final orgasm of the session almost bounced him off the bed. When she finally settled back into the mattress her chest was heaving, her arms and legs were slack and her mouth was open slightly.

He sat between her legs, gently stroking them, his hard cock pointing up at his chin. After a short while her eyes opened and she looked down at him, her smile lazy. She held up her arms and said,

"Come up here, baby. Lay here with me for a while and then tell me what I can do for you, or better yet, to you."

Max slid up to lay partially atop her to one side, her arms wrapping around him, her lips pressing kisses on his face and hair in a slow progression. He in turn let his fingers run over the taut skin of her stomach and between her tits, but leaving her nipples alone.

"While we are nice and relaxed," she began, "I wanted to talk to you about something."

He might have suggested the hard cock that was pressed against her might argue against him being relaxed but he was willing to hear her out.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Sweetheart, I'm pretty sure we were both kind of unhappy being apart this summer. I know I was pretty miserable. And it sounds like you were, too. I don't want to do that again. I think I can work it out so I stay here next summer. That would be okay with you?"

Max raised his head and looked into the dark expressive eyes.

"What? Are you kidding? Of course it would be okay. In fact it goes well beyond any definition of okay."

Which was all he got to say as she pulled his head down and began to kiss him deep and slow, the soft grinding kind of kiss that promises to go on and on. Which it did. When she finally relented she let go of his head and said,

"Alright, baby, now's the time. What do you want?"

"Did you bring the big cat with you?"

"Oh, did I. Move aside."

He did as she said and he rolled to the side of the bed against the wall. Dee pulled her self up and crawled around on the bed in a circle until her ass was facing him. She stayed on all fours, her shoulders low and her ass high. She looked back over her shoulder and said,

"Meow."

Max crawled forward and first lightly kissed both firm asscheeks. Then he proceeded to run his tongue up and down her lower pussy lips and asshole. After a little hip wiggle told him to get on with it, he stood up and bending his legs somewhat, brought the dripping tip of his cock to her pussy and pushed in. She was very wet, but also still nice and tight so his cock made deliciously slow progress into her pussy. Dee pushed her face into the mattress and groaned. He took hold of her hips and began to slowly saw his cock in and out of her. He fucked her like this for five minutes or so and then withdrew and put the soaked head of his cock to her asshole and pressed in.

It was slow going but neither of them was in a hurry and he loved watching as first the pink head and then the pale shaft of his cock slid between the dark ass cheeks and darker ring of her asshole. When he bottomed out he wiggled his hips and then pulled back. When just the head was held by the tight ring he plunged back down, getting a big moan from her. He began to pick up the pace and soon he was vigorously fucking her ass. As he bottomed out on each stroke her ass would quiver and her legs would push back. He had her ass cheeks in hand and he could feel his balls begin to pull up and without much warning he growled out,

"Cumming" and began to fire his load up inside her asshole.

"Oh, fuck, yeah baby, fill me up," she cried, the warm cum triggering a bit of a orgasm, a soft, gentle one after the three gut wrenchers she experienced previously.

As he came, he bent over her back and when he finally emptied his balls, for now at least, they both did a slow roll to the side, where they lay breathing heavily. She took his hands and brought them up to cup her tits and she held his arms tightly.

"Stay in me, baby. Just hold me."

He pulled her tightly to himself and wedged his legs as best he could so his cock stayed in her ass. They stayed like that until they drifted off to sleep. When Dee woke up a few hours later she felt a little alone. There was no welcome weight against her back. The lights were still on so she rolled over and found Max sitting with his back against the wall, propped up on some pillows, looking back at her.

"Sweetheart, are you okay? Too much dinner?"

"No, I was just watching you sleep. I hope that doesn't sound creepy."

"No," she laughed, "nothing about you is creepy. But you don't look very happy."

Max shook his head a bit and patted the mattress.

"Scoot over and lay on your back, like we do on the couch, please."

Dee did as he asked and soon she was laying on her back, her head on the pillows at the head of the bed, her legs bent over his. Max reached out and wrapped his arm around her legs and pulled them tightly to his chest, lightly kissing her knees.

"Max, what's wrong?"

"I woke up a while ago and I was just lying there, feeling you against me and I couldn't help but start thinking. I guess I'm still a little depressed from the summer alone. Dee, I believe it when you say you love me. But I wonder if that is enough."

"How could it not be?"

"Doesn't it ever bother you about my height, or lack of it? Or the fact I have no physical ability? Don't you ever think that people laugh at the sight of the two of us together? I'm afraid you'll get tired of that, of me," he said before resting his chin on her knee.

Dee looked at him and considered a few things. Then she said,

"Sweetheart, the first thing I'm not going to do is tell you your being silly, or stupid or worse. You're obviously worried about this and that makes it real and serious. So, first, yes, I really do love you. I love you more than I thought it could be possible. And that should be enough. But let's look at the other business. No, I don't care about your height. I figured out quite a while ago that the chances of finding a guy taller than me was going to be pretty limited. So I hoped for other things. I think I've told you this before. And you are everything I've ever wanted. Kind, intelligent, caring, and I have to admit, that the way you feel about me has something to do with it. It's kinda hard not to fall for a guy who thinks of you as a goddess."

As she said this she reached out and rubbed her hand up and down his arm.

"And as for your lack of physical ability, you may not be able to sink a basket or hit a home run, but you have skills that are far more important to a girl. Your hands are strong, warm, gentle and send shivers up my spine when you touch me. Your lips and tongue only just recently sent me through three incredible orgasms. And do you want me to spend an hour or so singing the praises of that marvelous cock of yours? Sweetie, based on how you grew up, I can understand your concerns, but believe me when I say that nothing anyone says about us means anything to me. You are my handsome little devil and I'm never letting you go."

He couldn't help but smile a little and he let one of his hands stroke the outside of her thigh and down to her hip. The other moved down, caressing her calves and ankles. Then he began to massage one of her feet. Dee purred a little and then said,

"See what I mean. How many girls get this sort of treatment from their boyfriends? You make me tingle all over, sweetheart."

Max rested his cheek on Dee's knees so he could look at her face as he caressed her legs. Then he moved his hand from her thighs to her taught stomach and let his fingertips glide over her smooth skin. Whether it was a signal or not, when Dee let her legs separate a bit, Max let his hand drift down lower on her stomach and his thumb to lightly touch her clit. Dee murmured slightly and shifter her hips a bit, so Max made a return trip and let his thumb linger. When he heard,

"Oh, yes," he knew what she wanted and while one hand massaged a foot the other began to massage her pussy. This two handed assault on her senses went on for twenty minutes or so. He simply took his time and made sure it was all about her. Even though his cock was hard and resting against his stomach he made no move to touch it. Then Dee arched her back with a grunt, came hard, with his thumb rubbing her clit. When her ass hit the mattress again, he gave her legs a little push and moved out from under them, only to push them apart and get between them, his hard cock aimed at her wet swollen lips.

She sucked in breath when she felt the head of his cock touch her pussy. She moaned as the lips pushed aside and let the head enter. As the thick shaft followed, she rolled her head back and grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled in hard. After that it was nothing fancy, just straight missionary fucking that brought her to another smaller orgasm and then he pulled out and shot a hot full load onto her stomach and the underside of her tits. It didn't take long for them both to fall asleep and it was past sunrise before they woke up again.

Dee had Max wrapped up in her arms and legs, her cheek resting against the top of his head, the warmth of this compact body making her feel safe and loved. She couldn't help bringing her hand up to caress his hair. She thought it was getting a little ragged and it might be time for a trim. She felt him begin to stir and she kissed him gently on his ear.

"Good morning, sweetheart."

"Hmm, awakened by an angel," he replied, his voice still sleepy.

"Well, my handsome devil, your angel woke up rather hungry. What do you say to breakfast at the diner, my treat?"

"I say, give me a kiss, my lusty wench and then we'll be on our way."

Dee couldn't help but giggle but she turned him sideways enough to cover his mouth with hers and she kissed him and then she kissed him some more and just to be sure she kept kissing him. He was glad that she had drained him so thoroughly that he woke up without the usual morning hard on and he could just enjoy her trying to tickle his tonsils with her tongue. When she finally released him she said,

"Okay, you get five minutes to take a shower and then it's my turn."

"Hmm, maybe this isn't going to be such a good idea after all," he mumbled.

He got a swat on the ass for his trouble.

"Hey, most of the time we'll take showers together but right now I need to get us moving."

Max rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom, all the while under the watchful eye of Dee. Apparently, he wasn't the only one that liked to watch a naked ass walking away. A while later, as he was sitting on the couch waiting for her he thought maybe she should go first as it seemed her post shower preparations took a lot longer than his. When she stood framed in the bedroom doorway, he decided it was worth the wait.

Wearing flat sandals, her head just cleared the doorway and she stood with one hip cocked. She was wearing another pair of shorty shorts, these being white and a v neck short sleeve top that left only about an inch or so of skin showing. Her hair was longer as she hadn't cut it once since they met. It just lay on her shoulders and all in all she was looking sexier than ever. A gnawing little doubt began to grow but he smiled it away.

"Ready, lover?" she asked.

"For you, always."

They walked down the steps hand in hand and when they hit the streets, Dee took in a deep breath and let it out. She slipped her arm around his shoulders and pulled him up tight. His arm went around her back and he hooked a finger in an empty belt loop and they walked toward the diner as if they had all the time in the world.

"Sweetheart, do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Go right ahead, anything."

"How are your finances doing, with the rent and all?" she asked him.

"I'm doing fine. I have a surplus building up, on top of what my dad left. Why?" "Please don't take this the wrong way, but I think you're far too handsome to be walking around in those shabby clothes. I know why you wore them, but you don't have to anymore. Would you come with me and look at some new things. Just a few."

"Okay, but none of that name brand stuff. It's too pricey and I'd feel silly."

"That's fine, I don't buy that stuff either," he said.

"Yeah, but you'd look hot in anything, regardless of the name tag."

"Oh, thank you, baby, but why do I get the feeling you're saying something else?" she asked, looking down at him.

"I'm saying that I don't think a change of clothes is going to make me any less rumpled," he said. "I think it's kind of built in."

Dee wasn't sure that was what she thought was going through his head but she let it lie. They walked on quietly until they got to the diner. She acknowledged a few well wishes from some obvious fans and Max couldn't help notice some of the looks she was getting. When they were shown to a booth, Max went to sit across from her but she said,

"No, please, sit next to me."

"Really?"

"Yup, right here," she said as she slid in and patted the cushion.

When they were hip to hip, she hooked her leg up over his and then leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. Then she looked him in the eye and said,

"It was a long summer, sweetie. I need to feel as much of you against me as I can, as often as I can. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not, angel. If I could, I'd crawl inside those shorts with you."

This got him another kiss and it ended just in time for the waitress to arrive.

"Well, hello there, lovebirds. What can I get you?"

Breakfast went along well, with Dee cuddling and kissing Max as much as she could manage. After they finished eating, she took him to a mid range department store in town and helped him pick out a couple of pair of slacks and a few dress shirts. It cost him a little over a hundred dollars but made a significant improvement to his wardrobe. But something was still wrong and Dee was determined to get it out of him.

When they went outside she steered him to a bench along the front of the store and sat him down, then sat next to him.

"Alright, Max, just what the hell is going on? I would have thought having me here early would have made you happy, but apparently I was mistaken."

"Of course I'm happy to have you here, Angel. It's just?" he floundered.

"Just what?"

"Look. I believe you when you say that you love me and don't care about the differences and I'm all you could hope for, but will someone else believe it?"

"Why should you care if someone else believes it?"

"Because when you go back to school, looking like this, you're going to attract a lot more attention than you did last year. And they won't care that were together because they'll think they can offer you something more or better and try and persuade you to ditch me, or try and scare me off, and it's gonna suck," he said miserably.

Dee remained silent for a few minutes and then she wrapped him up in her arms and pulled him in tightly and kissed the top of his head.

"You know something, baby. I never thought about that. All I thought about was how sexy I felt with the way you looked at me and touched me. And how I wanted to look for you the way I felt. Whenever I bought something, whether it was some lingerie or these little shorts, I thought, won't these get Max all hot and bothered? I never thought about them doing it to someone else. Do you really think so?"

"You should have seen the looks you were getting from some of those guys in the diner when we walked in and out. They sure weren't looking at me," he said.

"Do you want me to stop wearing them?"

"Of course not. You look amazing and I like looking at you when you do. I just can't help worrying, that's all," he said.

"Okay, but remember this. No one is going to turn my head where you are concerned. What brought us together has nothing to do with what some slick frat boy or jock can offer me. And if someone gives you a hard time, they'll get the back of my hand upside their heads and I know a few people that would be happy to hold them down while I gave them a pointed lesson in manners. Alright? Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, how could I not be? I guess this is all too new for me," he said.

"What is?"

"Having someone so important to me that I'm scared to death of loosing her, and being so important to her."

Her grip on him tightened considerably and she rocked him a bit with her cheek pressed against his hair. The thought about the 'poor screwed up little genius' went through her head.

"Come on, let's take your new things home and then maybe we can take a walk around the campus, see who might be back already."

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."

When they got to the campus they saw it was still relatively quiet. The summer sessions were over and it looked like only the fall sports teams were up to anything. As usual they walked with arms around each other and those few people they did see on the paths and around the quad would glance at the mismatched pair. A shrill shriek caught their attention and they turned to see a tall blonde hurry in their direction. She got to Dee first and the two friends hugged each other and exchanged some more than friendly kisses. Then it was Max's turn and he was engulfed in a pair of long arms and covered by blonde hair. He too got the big kiss and he wondered what was going on. When she backed off, but still holding his hands he looked into the pretty face and the blue eyes and the whole expression looked a little fragile.

"It's great to see you, Sylvie," Max said, "but what's wrong?"

She blinked at him and then looked at Dee and then back at Max.

"What makes you think something's wrong, Maxie?"

"Call it male intuition, kiddo. But something's wrong, isn't it?" he said kindly.

She blew out a big breath and said,

"They should have made a dozen more like you. Yeah, things aren't great for me right now. My girlfriend is having second thoughts about having a girlfriend. It turns out she was coming off a bad breakup and the girl girl thing may have just been a rebound. So she needed her space to figure it out."

Dee took her friend back into a hug and they clung to each other for a few minutes until Sylvie reached out and pulled him in as well. He squeezed her around the lower back and added some back rubs. Dee looked down at Max and said,

"Sweetie, what do you say we take Sylvie out for dinner? I don't think this would be a good time for her to be by herself."

"Oh, you don't have to do anything special on my account," the tall blonde said.

"Nonsense, you deserve lots of special things done on your account. Let's go," Max said, offering an arm to each woman.

It may have looked ridiculous to some but having a tall beauty on each arm was just fine as far as Max was concerned. He also had a feeling it was going to be another very active night.