The Best Part

Her small, energetic dog -- a Corgi -- jumped on the bed.

He was always kind to the dogs, though he wasn't much of a dog fan.

This dog wasn't so bad, and usually stayed off the bed.

But, there he was.

And then he saw it. A pool of his recently released semen. Still warm. On the red comforter that covered her bed.

And the dog saw it.

And then proceeded to lick it all up.

He smiled a crooked smile, thinking about how it was pretty disgusting that the dog had done that.

She was in the bathroom, no doubt cleaning the rest of his semen from her back and ass.

He always welcomed their time together. Even with the dogs.

She was tall. A former college athlete now finishing law school. To stay in shape, she ran 7 miles every morning.

Her body was tan and covered in ink. Some artful and lovely and some just a bit trashy. On her back, a beautiful sunburst that he enjoyed seeing. On her side, some words in Latin that she said held special meaning for her, but which he could never remember. Her wrist featured a star. Her nipples were pierced, as was her belly button. She especially liked it when he spent time with his teeth and tongue and lips teasing the piercings, pulling at them, sending simultaneous sensations of pleasure and pain.

She was, in his mind, the most attractive woman he had seen naked. It was easy to imagine that many who saw her found her beautiful. He was a pretty normal guy. 15 years older. Established and able to guide her at times. He was reasonably fit, a runner. But not a 7 miles every morning runner. And certainly not a former college athlete.

She was the exact same height as him. A fact that he found very appealing. And one that didn't seem to matter when they were lying together in bed.

He loved kissing her body. Her skin soft and always carefully scented. Fresh, light, enticing. He loved tasting every inch of her body. Tracing the outlines of tattoos or using his tongue to trace her legs from the tip of her big toe to her inner thigh... and then back down the other leg.

He relished the moments he spent between her legs. His head buried, her legs against his ears. Her feet on his lower back.

He savored her taste. And welcomed her eager response. After pampering her body with kisses and soft and teasing touches, he devoured her. And he wouldn't let up, often pushing through a first orgasm to bring her to a quick second one.

After she came the second time, he kissed her and let her taste her own flavor. He held her close, in just his boxer briefs, his pre-cum leaking through the soft cotton. Her body an incredible sight, almost searing hot, a light sweat evident, and some redness from the passion and release.

She kissed his mouth, then his neck... nuzzling into him, her tongue teasing his ear. As she kissed his chest, he admired her. Her naked body warm and beautiful, her breasts touching his skin. He felt wanted, desired.

Her hand under the waistband of his boxer briefs. Stroking his cock, making it harder.

He helped her pull them down, off. She looked up at him as her lips and tongue teased the head of his cock. She took more of him in, licked all the way down. She cupped his balls in her hand, her lips kissing them and then she worked her way back up.

He relaxed. Enjoyed watching her please him. Enjoyed the desire he saw in her.

She looked up at him, his rock hard cock in her hand, and told him she wanted to be fucked.

He leaned up and she crawled to all fours, sideways on the bed. He was behind her, the sunburst staring at him. Her ass tight and firm from the running. He admired her body as she told him to fuck her.

He rubbed his cock against her ass, then eased it into her.

She was amazingly tight and she gripped him as he entered. She moaned and kept saying fuck me, fuck me.

He could not believe he was inside a woman this lovely. He found a rhythm and his hands cupped her breasts. He was on top of her, his chest on her back, his lips on her neck. Rhythmically fucking her as she moaned and her breathing grew heavy.

He felt himself growing toward orgasm and remembered she'd asked him to pull out.

He moved inside her a bit more... then pulled out and stroked his cock as he came. He loved watching his hot cum spurt onto her back. And he relished the sweet releases they shared.

His cock was still semi-hard in his hand when she turned and said she was going to clean up.

He laid on his side. And the dog jumped up. And he noticed just as the dog did that his semen was on the bed. He watched the dog lick it up. And smiled.

And she came back in the room. Panties on, no bra. Smiling. Radiant.

She kissed him lightly on the lips and they were side by side on the bed. Her hands around his waist, his arms around her shoulders. They were close, so close. She stroked his hair. And they talked about college, about life, about where they were both headed. And that, that was the best part. Looking into her eyes. Hearing her soft voice. Being held and holding her. The quiet intimacy of a few moments of stolen time. The best part.