Four Erotic Tales by K. D. West

also told me you sometimes came kind of quickly.”
    “Geeze. Thanks, Rose,” I groaned. It was true: I could already feel an explosion building above my balls. I was breathing deeply to try to extend as long as possible the amazing sensation of her tight cunt massaging my prick.
    Veronica leaned up and nibbled on my nipple.
    At that, I felt the molten rush of the orgasm burst out of me. Veronica fell back and pouted — not cutely this time, but in serious disappointment.
    “Shhh,” I said, closing my eyes and focusing on the amazing feeling of flesh around and against mine. Once I had caught my breath, I began to move against her again. “Did she also tell you that, if I’m patient, I can stay hard after I come and keep going?”
    A mischievous grin spread across Veronica’s face. “No, she kept that to herself, the silly little girl.”
    My cock had lost none of its length and little of its hardness, and with the new lubrication of my come frothing inside of Veronica, I could feel myself getting fully erect again. I shoved myself as deep inside of her as I could go and rocked my pubic bone against her clit.
    “Oh, GOD!” Veronica cried, “She was a silly girl!”
    As I regained strength, I began to slide my full length out, until just the tip was splitting her lips, before pressing back into her again. She lay beneath me, eyes closed, mouth slight open, body rippling against mine. Slowly, slowly, I picked up the pace, until at last I was riding her hard, my hips slapping against those white thighs. Eyes still closed shut, she gave a high-pitched gasp each time I plunged all of the way into her. Her hair was tangled beneath her head as it thrashed to and fro, and my thrusts began to move us both up the futon. Veronica pressed her palms flat against the wall above our heads to keep her pelvis pressing against mine.
    My own hands had been kneading at her round ass as I pounded away. Now I reached around behind her and ran my fingers along her cunt lips to either side of my dick as it pressed into her. With my middle finger I began to gently flick at her clit.
    Soon that keening sound was building up inside of her again. Before I could slow down, she arched against me and let out a high “OOOOOOOOOOOO” of pleasure, then collapsed, breathless beneath me.
    Once she had caught her breath and her cunt had stopped pulsing around me, I started to move in and out again, but she stopped me, asking me to back out of her. I thought she might need to go pee, but when my dick had come out with a wet plop, Veronica rolled over, grabbed my pillows, put them under her hips, and collapsed on her belly, presenting her plump, small ass and overflowing pussy to me.
    As I have said, I’m not one to miss a cue, so I crawled over her and pressed myself back into her cunt, eliciting a lusty sigh from Veronica. Steam rose from her white back as I began to plow into her. Her head turned to one side, resting on her folded arms, she gave contented little sounds of pleasure as I fucked her with everything I had left.
    After five or ten minutes, I began feeling the familiar tingle building up in my balls. Now it was my sweat that was dripping down onto her back and butt, which were slick and luminous in the moonlight. With each thrust, I would grunt and she would give a soft “oh” in response.
    Finally, I howled and a flood of fire emptied from inside me to inside her. I collapsed, sweaty and drained, onto Veronica’s back. We lay there in the moonlight, sharing the dissipating heat.
    We rolled onto our sides and lay there spooning. I buried my face in the wild tangle of hair that sprayed across my arms, and wrapped my arms under her still-heaving breasts.
    We talked for a while. I know I asked her about how it was different, making love to a man as opposed to a woman. I know she answered me, but I can’t remember what she said, though I wish I could.
    A few hours later, I heard my roommates (and at least one of their girlfriends) leave