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All the while I rock my hips backward and forward, moving her whole body like the motion of a ship at sea.

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Chapter III: In the City of Angels

Section V: In Which the Kitchen Counter Gets Inspected

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Almost as soon as we walk in the door we are in each other's arms, kissing and exploring each other's bodies with our hands. I grab her tight ass in both hands and grab the cheeks hard, pulling her to my crotch and grinding on her. She wastes no time in dropping my pants and lifting her skirt, hopping onto the kitchen counter so that I can enter her. My cock slides into her and it already feels like home. I am slow and deliberate, the sharp edge of my lust dulled pleasantly by the activities of the day. I pay more attention to her experience, touching her thighs and hips to stimulate her arousal as I slowly push into her. I slide her shirt over her head and undo her bra clumsily, making her giggle. With her spectacular breasts hanging in front of me, I waste no time in applying pressure to them as I know she enjoys. I vary my motions, moving my palms in circles over her nipples and squeezing her breasts, then pressing on them gently, allowing her to push back as she moans.

All the while I rock my hips back and forward, penetrating her but also moving her whole body more like the motion of a ship at sea. I bend forward and take one of her nipples into my mouth which causes her to gasp and put her fingers into my hair, something that turns me on immensely. She takes one of my hands and puts my finger into her mouth and starts to lick and suck on it, bobbing her head slightly and swirling her tongue around my fingertip. It's my turn to moan as she does this to each of my fingers in turn and then guides my hand down to her clit to begin teaching me how she likes to be handled. This arouses me more than anything, and I find myself quickening my pace unconsciously.

"I love it when you get turned on like this," she moans. "You get so hard in me and you stop planning."

"I'm so fucking hard for you, babe," I say, sliding in and out faster, my balls nearly hitting the counter with each stroke.

Charlotte's tits ripple with every stroke, and I'm looking into her eyes as she uses my fingers to bring herself to orgasm. "Cum with me," she says. "Fill me up with your white hot cum right as I... fuck... I'm... cumming!"

I cum on command with a few furious strokes just as she rolls her eyes back and seizes up. Her tits jiggle enticingly as her passion takes her and she hunches her back forward, cumming hard twice as I spend myself inside of her. I go up on my toes to push myself deeper inside of her, driven by that elemental desire to breed my mate.

"Fuck, Charlie," I groan. "Aw, fuck baby."

Her forehead is on my collarbone and she blows out an explosive breath and shakes, moaning and gasping. "Yes," she murmurs, "yes, yes."

We stay joined for a few moments, enjoying the exhaustion of post-orgasmic bliss, before inevitably separating.

"That was incredible," she says, still trying to catch her breath. "You see why I'm always down for that?"

I grin. "I've never been confused about why it would be awesome to have more sex," I say.

She smiles. "And yet so many people don't use the ability more freely to feel this way!"

We walk to the bedroom and I shower off before climbing into bed to cuddle her. We fall asleep in our favorite way, where she lays next to me, molded to my body, her head on my shoulder and thigh over mine. She rests her hand on my balls, cupping them lightly, sending little thrills through me anytime her fingers move at all. My cock gets pleasantly hard, but not insistently hard, and my last thought is how I could ever have been lucky enough to find this woman in a world of billions.

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I sleep soundly, more peacefully and deeply than I can remember, and wake with the dawn once more. I hear the shower running and my morning wood summons me up from slumber to seek satisfaction, as hard as if I hadn't slept with anyone for months. I don't remember any dreams but suspect a sexual one as I knock on the bathroom door.

"Good morning," Charlotte says brightly from inside the shower stall. "Why on earth are you knocking?"

I laugh. "Well, what if you're naked?"

"I was actually thinking about making today a no-clothes day. What do you think of that?"

I pull open the shower curtain and she smiles at me, then looks down at my erection. "Oh! I see you like that idea just fine! Come here," she says, reaching out with a soapy hand to grab my dick and pull me in.

There isn't a ton of extra space in there, so I'm standing mere inches away from a bronzed goddess as clear water carves rivulets through the soap that covers her chest and arms. Her arms are up and she's washing her hair, which turns her breasts into dual orbs of life that rise perky and enormous from her chest.

"Oh my lord," I say. "You are a goddess. It's the only explanation!"

She peeks out at me through the shampoo that she's working into her hair. "Sent from Olympus to find a mortal man to return with for the pleasure of the Amazons," she says with mock gravity.

I snort a laugh and wrap my arms around her chest, squeezing her tight on impulse. She lets out a wild giggle and grabs me to steady herself, then goes back to washing her hair. Since my face is right by her tits already, I find myself unable not to brush the soap suds off of one of her nipples and suck it into my mouth.

"Ooh," she says. "Mister Jackson, what are your intentions with me this morning?"

"I don't even know," I say. "I'm just following my instincts."

Charlotte squeals with delight. "Yes! It's happening! He can be taught!"

I laugh. "If school had been like this, I'd've been a straight-A student."

"Vale-dick-torian," she says, placing emphasis on the middle syllable and giggling.

I nuzzle between her breasts, letting the warm water run over my face and delighting in how soft her hot skin is as the streams of water trace varying paths down her body. This is a moment to experience fully and enjoy, to live in and inhabit.

"What does my viking lord desire of me?" Charlotte asks.

I pull back and stand, looking down at her. She's finished washing her hair and is looking up at me with eyes that are heavy-lidded with desire.

"I want you to put my cock between your tits and cover them with cum," I say, feeling filthy for speaking so baldly.

"Yes, my lord," she says, kneeling down at once. I twist the shower head so that it isn't spraying directly over her head. She kneels up and puts her hands under her tits, cupping them and moving forward to envelope my cock. I watch, mesmerized, as my cock disappears between those two globes of warm flesh, unable to believe how appealing it is to watch. She looks up at me, then back down and spits, starting to slide gently up and down, letting her saliva lubricate my shaft. Just the feeling of pressure and warmth along the entire underside of my cock and my balls that comes from holding them against her chest is wonderful. Add in the friction of her breasts, joined together by her hands holding them from the sides and pushing inward, and it's a full court press on my most sensitive places.

Charlotte showers with the water extremely hot, much hotter than I ever have, so the room is very steamy. The heat adds to the experience, making the droplets that indirectly scatter on my skin unusually stimulating for me. All of this to say I realize after only a minute or two that I'm not going to last much longer.

"Fuck, baby," I say. "That's so good."

"Yes," she says, looking up me with her hair slicked back to her skull and her eyes wide in the humid, jungle atmosphere. "It is."

I try to breathe deeply and let the moisture inundate me, not trying to resist my orgasm but welcoming it by absorbing the sensory experience of the moment. She bounces her tits and her whole body up and down in rhythm, massaging my cock and spitting occasionally. I feel less like I'm being driven towards an outcome and more like I'm being lifted in a bucket from a very deep but pleasant well of sensation. I cum without warning her, as requested, and my dick shoots it up into the bottom of her chin where it splatters back down onto her tits. Her neck is splattered and it pools along the rim of her collarbone, well defined on her fit body, before the last few shots ooze out between her boobs and slide down my cock out of sight. The splashing water from the shower head diffuses the cum on her chest and it all starts to dissipate before she's done pumping my cock, breathing hard herself.

"God, I forgot how much I love that," she says. "Mmm. Fuck, that turns me on when you cum in between my tits. I can feel your balls on my chest and... mmm. Are you okay?"

She sounds a bit alarmed and I realized that I'm bracing myself on any available surface with my arms. "Oh," I say, relaxing slightly. "Hey. Just trying not to faint here from pleasure and heatstroke."

Charlotte laughs. "Some like it hot, and I guess I'm one of them. I can turn the water down."

"No, no," I say. "I'm the one invading your shower. You do it like you want to do it."

"Mmm," she says. "I just did. See? And I didn't know before I did it how much I would have loved it. The beauty of free use. Now help me wash up."

I soap her back and spend an awful lot of time cleaning her butt and boobs, which makes her laugh. She washes my chest and back and then spends awhile on my package too.

"Funny how some places get more dirty than others, isn't it?" she asks.

"Funny," I say, as she cleans my balls for the fourth time.

We dry off and head downstairs for a light breakfast before Charlotte delivers the only bad news of the day. "I have some errands to run before lunch," she says. "Then I have a lunch meeting. I probably won't be back until two or three. Do you need anything?"

"Just a naked free use girlfriend around the house, distracting me from work," I say amiably.

"Oh, that's right," she says. "This was supposed to be Naked Day. I forgot. Well," she continues, "you make some more cum for me in those big ol' balls of yours, and we'll try to drain them thrice before bed. How does that sound?"

"Sticky," I say. She smiles and gives me a kiss.

"Fuck ya later," she says with a dazzling smile and a wave and sweeps out the door in a cloud of my new favorite perfume.

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