What followed was a normal day of all-American fanny-packing. She and I both giggled at the phallic properties of the Washington monument, stood respectfully silent at the Vietnam wall, and patiently waited for every picture my parents had to take. Finally, we went to lunch at some caf^Î where I excused myself to go to the restroom. Sari followed.
Sari pushed me into the stall door once it was closed, lip-locking me immediately. I reached blindly and finally locked the stall, then grabbed her from behind and pulled her into a long kiss with me. It wasn't long until she began breathing harder and I noticed she was grinding against my thigh. So, I put one leg on the toilet seat and returned the sentiment.
Soon Sari was clutching my back and humping my leg as I chewed her ear and humped hers. She was moaning softly, not wanting to attract too much attention in a bathroom with no door. I hoped it was empty.
Then before I knew it I felt my leg moisten and she whispered, "I'm cumming" into my ear. I grinded against her as she pushed herself into me with renewed fervor, her mouth pressed into my shoulder to stifle her moans. Eventually she slowed down and stepped backwards, still holding my neck with both hands.
"Did you...?" she asked, looking down at my jeans. I shook my head, but said, "you're a sensitive one, aren't you." We giggled.
"Honey? Are you ok?" it was my mother's voice. I hadn't realized how long we'd been in here.
"Um, yeah I'm fine." I said, thinking quickly. "I just didn't feel very good. But I'm better now." I winked at Sari.
"Well come on out when you're done. We're about to head to the Lincoln Memorial."
So we went to the memorial, yadda yadda yadda, ate dinner and eventually came back to the hotel.
Sari and I snuggled into bed together, close under the covers than appeared from the top. As we caressed, my mom turned on the TV and ordered some movie, I think it was a Bond flick. We went to sleep early after a long day.
My brother woke me up the next morning, and I began to groan. "Mom, I feel sick." I called out to her while she put on her earrings.
"Aww, honey, I'm sorry. It must have been lunch yesterday, am I right." I nodded pathetically, so she went to get me a wet washcloth. Sari leaned over me with a look of complete concern, her eyebrows raised and her hand on my forehead. I smiled weakly to her, then my mom came back with the washcloth.
"Do you feel up to today?" my mom asked. I slowly pushed myself up onto my elbows, then collapsed and closed my eyes in dizziness. My mom gently pushed me back down and brought the covers up to my chin. "Don't worry about it, sweetpea. Will you be ok here alone?"
"I'll stay with her, ma'am." Sari said quickly, not taking her eyes from me.
My mom smiled. "Ok. You girls be good then. I don't want either of you leaving the room, got it?" We nodded. "You can watch a movie if you want, but not too many or you'll run the bill up. You know my cell number if you need anything, ok? Oh, if you need lunch...you can spend up to $20 on room service. We'll be back around 5" She leaned down and pecked me on the forehead. "Feel better, honey."
And then she was gone. Sari asked, "is there anything I can do to help?" I slowly pushed myself up next to her until I was sitting, holding my head slightly. I looked at her, then smiled and tackled her. I kissed her hard, pushing her onto the bed so quick that we both bounced. She squealed in surprise, trying to fight off my kiss, so I slid my hands to her sides and started tickling her, making her writhe in laughter. Eventually I stopped and we untangled ourselves with her on top holding my wrists.
"How could you do that to me?" She exclaimed, still smiling.
"What, this?" and suddenly I reverted back to invalid, coughing lightly as I closed my eyes. "The trick to faking is to only do it every once in a while. If you do it too much, no matter how good you are, they'll catch on, so you hafta reserve it for special occasions. You're my special occasion."
And with that things seemed to get a little more serious. She bent over and gently placed her lips on mine, bringing her hands behind my shoulders as I held her hips. She was only wearing an oversized T-shirt, compared to my boxers and shirt, but it had begun to slide its way up her back. As she pushed her tongue into my mouth I pulled her shirt up further, then stroked her back as we made out.
She slowly pulled away, eyes closed, and leaned back until she was just straddling me. She looked at me, smiled, then rose her arms up above her head. I didn't need an invitation; I slowly pulled her shirt up over her head, then flung it aside as she pushed me back down gently. I had never seen something more beautiful in my life than her completely naked body on top of me. As we kissed I too rose my arms up, so she lifted off my shirt as well and tossed it aside.
"I love you," I said.
"I love you too," she responded.
She came back down, tossing her hair aside, and licked my newly exposed nipple. I know I should have felt self conscious about myself, but for some reason I was more comfortable than ever. Her hand made its way down my stomach until it was on top of my boxers, rubbing slowly, so I grabbed it and pushed it under the fabric. She looked at me, but I just smiled as she started massaging my clitoris.
We did this for a while until she worked up her courage again, using her extra hand to tug on my boxers. So, I lifted my waist up enough to allow her to tug them down to my toes, where I kicked them off. So now we were both skin bare, rubbing against each other in the best places.
We started kissing again so I rolled us over to put me on top. I kissed my way down her light mocha skin, covering every inch, down one thigh and up the other, until I was face to face with her moist vagina. She pushed herself up onto a pillow so she could watch, her legs parting in anticipation. My mouth watered, but I began with just a single kiss; she twisted. I experimented again with a quick lick; she moaned and bent herself backwards. So I grabbed her hips, lowered myself slowly, and started licking it rhythmically.
She moaned, "Oh, god, Nova, it feels so good," so I kept going, licking faster and faster. She wound her hands through my hair, pushing me down into it as I licked and sucked on her moist clit.
It smelled...well if you've never smelled it you haven't lived. She was like an angel, and this was her holy water, and I was her supplicant. I would have done anything for her, all she had to do was ask. I loved her.
She writhed harder and pushed herself into me, her pussy growing warmer and wetter in my mouth. She silently screamed, doubling over, then threw herself backwards in exhaustion. I would have stopped, but she held me tight, so I kept going. I licked two of my fingers and slowly twisted them inside, renewing her fervor, until she was once again bucking against my mouth. This time I was rewarded with an actual scream of pleasure as she came into my mouth, pouring herself into me. I gave her one last push with my fingers before she grabbed me and breathlessly said, "Stop! Stop! Stop..."
I did as she said, pulling my fingers out of her so fast she almost came again. I looked up into her eyes into the eyes of a stranger. The eyes of that innocent little girl had disappeared, to be replaced by a hungry animal's. I could see the fire behind them as she licked her lips. She leaned forward and pulled me on top of her to kiss me, her nails digging into my back in a way that made me want to cry out in pain or pleasure I don't know which.
Somehow during this kiss she maneuvered me around until I was pushed against the headboard, making it creak noisily. I felt rather than saw her smile as she held my wrists against the hardwood. I pulled my legs up and wrapped them around her hips, so she brought her knees up beneath and beside me.
I don't know if my clit was even pressing against hers. All I know is that this position made me more turned on than anything she had done before. It was so incredible that this innocent little girl not only could, but would dominate me sexually like this.
She pushed herself against me and moaned, so clearly she was enjoying it too. Or maybe she was just so sensitive from before that anything would have done that. It didn't matter to me, I just wanted her to keep going. She pushed me again and again, making the headboard squeak in time to use. I was holding on to this very same headboard, pulling on it and pushing myself into her.
Amazingly, she came first, leaning back first to push herself harder into me. I felt her hips shiver and her thighs clench together as she orgasmed. When she was through, she fell back onto the bed, sweating hard.
"I'm so sorry baby," she said, looking at me with her old innocent eyes back. "I just can't do it. I'm too tired."
"That's ok." I said. I crawled on top of her and kissed her once. "I can handle it from here. Just lay back and relax."
I was so horny just about anything could have set me off then, but I wanted her to make me cum and those erect nipples gave me an idea. So, I crawled on top of her, then situated myself on her chest. Seeing where I was going, she leaned a bit to the right, using her hands to push her left breast up. I smiled and lowered myself onto it.
I wasn't quite penetrated. It was more of a clitoral thing, the nipple rubbing back and forth against it. After checking that my weight wasn't crushing her, I began to push back and forth against Sari's chest.
She held her breast to push it further into me with one hand, while with the other she rubbed my exposed pussy. It felt...odd. But good. I steadied myself by placing my hands on her breasts, not gyrating my hips too quickly but at a slow and steady pace.
That's when Sari began to talk more dirty to me than I thought she was capable of. She would say things like, "Yeah, baby, fuck my tits." Or "Cum all over my chest honey." It was this more than anything that made me feel an orgasm coming on. I reached my hand down on top of hers and helped her masturbate me as I rode her harder and harder. And it wasn't long before I came on top of her, screaming her name. I soon collapsed beside her, our legs intertwined like our fingers as we kissed.
"Whatever happened to that innocent little girl I fell in love with." I asked.
"Oh, she's still here." She looked at me with those deep loving eyes. Then her posture changed and she kissed me hard. "But so is this one. And we both want every inch of you."
"Well that's good, because I want both of them." Sari reverted to her normal self. "I love you Sari."
"I love you too, Nova. Thank you for-"
I kissed her before she could finish her thought, letting her hot scent intoxicate me.
Hi, please please please send you comments via the internets to samajisan@yahoo.com. I think I'm just doing one more part to this story before it ends.