Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2014 22:30:00 +0000
From: william <beau155@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dee-to-the-Max 2

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.