Traces of Desire
Copyright© 2025 by Big Ed Magusson
Chapter 24
Brenda flipped on the overhead light as we entered her apartment. My nerves started to kick in but I pushed them down. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was my desire to not be, well, me, but I was not going to screw this up. I was not.
Brenda locked the door behind us. As I turned toward her, she moved into my arms and tilted her face up.
I bent my head and my lips met hers. I slid one hand up behind her neck as we kissed. Her lips parted, and our tongues met. She moaned gently into my mouth.
Oh, this was nice.
I held her head and kissed her hard. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me tight to her until we finally both pulled back gasping for breath.
I grinned at her and started to pull her in, but she gently shook her head and stepped back.
“Couch,” she said.
We quickly moved to it, sitting side by side. I kissed her again, wet, hot. Passionate. My pulse raced. After a minute or two, she just straddled my lap, her pussy rubbing against my erection through our clothes, and we resumed kissing.
I lost track of how long we made out. It had been far, far too long since I’d done it, so I savored her taste, her smell, the touch of her lips on mine, the feel of her skin as I kissed my way up behind her ear. She was exquisite and I reveled in it.
She growled with pleasure, held my head, and practically shoved her tongue down my throat.
I put my hands on her back and lightly rubbed her. Then I slid my hands lower until I was cupping her ass. We never broke off kissing. When I squeezed her ass, she moaned.
Suddenly, she sat up, a wild lustful look in her eye.
“I wanna do something.”
“Go for it.” If she wanted it, I wanted it. That’s what Len did, right?
She slid down off my lap until she was kneeling on the floor in front of me. Then she reached for my belt.
My eyes went wide, but again I pushed my doubts aside. This was not the time for doubts! Instead, I quickly undid my pants and slid them and my underwear down. She helped tug them off and we tossed them to the side. Then she grabbed my erection as she nestled back between my thighs. She looked up with a gleam in her eyes before she lowered her head and started to suck.
Oh, God!
I almost came immediately when her hot, wet mouth surrounded the crown of my dick. I did gasp, and my cock twitched. She chuckled and her nostrils flared as she took me deeper.
Her hair cascaded forward and I couldn’t see much, which was good. The pleasure was so intense I could barely stand it. What she was doing—wow! It took all my willpower to hold back as she bobbed her head up and down.
It was amazing. Ecstatic. So good that all my mental chatter and thoughts went away. All that mattered was what she was doing with her mouth. It was tight, so tight! I groaned.
She pulled off with a chuckle. Finally, she flipped her hair back so I could see as she feathered kisses down the side of my shaft.
“You’re really good,” I gasped.
She laughed lightly and gave my balls a kiss. “Thank you.” Then she began kissing her way back up.
“I’m not going to last long.”
“Can you go again?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.”
She parted her lips and took me into her mouth once more.
It was too much! I managed about a minute before the pressure became overwhelming.
“Gonna come...” I gasped.
She tightened her lips and cupped my balls with one hand.
I groaned and exploded. She didn’t stop sucking as I filled her mouth. I twitched and shook and gasped until I’d finally finished, and then I collapsed back on the couch.
She continued to suckle until I softened. Then she swept her hair back again and grinned up at me.
“That was amazing,” I said. Truly amazing!
She grinned.
“Give me a minute ... and then it’s my turn.”
We moved to the bedroom and I shed the rest of my clothes on the way. I piled mine in a corner of the floor. My nerves were gone and the afterglow of my orgasm lingered wonderfully.
I watched as Brenda yanked off her clothes and threw them in a hamper by the dresser. Her underwear was silky and smooth but it didn’t stay on long. Instead, she was nude before I had much of a chance to look. Still, she was an amazing sight. Her breasts were full, with huge areolae. Her fat nipples were stiff and luscious. When she lay back on the bed, my eyes dropped to her thick, untrimmed, dark bush.
My dick stirred, but didn’t recover. It didn’t matter. My “inner Len” had taken over.
I grinned and waggled my eyebrows at her before climbing onto the bed and kneeling in front of her.
My heart raced but I calmed myself. I’d gotten okay at going down on Andrea, but I needed to be better for Brenda. A lot better, I was sure. But I could do it. I could.
“My turn?” I said.
“Mmm.” She spread her legs.
I lowered my head and kissed the inside of one thigh, and then the other. Her strong odor of arousal overwhelmed me for a moment but faded a bit when I actually kissed her pussy. She sighed as I began to lick.
Oh, yes. She tasted tangy with a hint of iron. I licked from bottom to top and then pushed my tongue between her lips.
She sighed happily.
I wiggled my tongue and then started licking again. She squirmed, and so I repeated anything that got a strong reaction. Which of course got another. She quickly started gasping and moaning. I kept at it but started spending more time licking her clit.
“Use a finger,” she gasped.
I blinked. Andrea had never given me directions. I shifted around until I could slide a finger deep into Brenda’s pussy while I continued to suckle and nuzzle her clit.
Her breathing grew ragged. I thrust my finger in and out a few times and then moved it around. When I curled it, she bucked against me.
“There!” she cried.
I stroked my finger back and forth and sucked hard on her clit. She shrieked and slammed up against me, pushing my head back. I hung on and continued to lick as she thrashed through her orgasm. Finally, she reached down and pushed me away with her hands.
“Whew!” She grinned at me. “Not bad.”
I chuckled. I didn’t know whether that was a compliment or an insult.
“Okay...” She gestured toward her nightstand. “Condoms in the drawer.”
Brenda wanted to be on top. Not that I was going to object. Once I had the condom on, she straddled me, her big breasts bouncing as she did. She held my stiff cock against her opening and slowly sank down.
I sucked in my breath. This was amazing! My second pussy was as hot and wet as my first. It felt so good. So good! Even better, Brenda was getting into it.
She ground herself on my cock before starting to bounce up and down. She leaned forward and put her hands on the bed next to me, so I reached up and cupped her tits.
“Yeah,” she moaned. “Play with them.”
I squeezed them, which elicited another moan. She kept sliding up and down my dick, which felt amazing, but I forced myself to focus on her tits. Touching, squeezing, I even pinched her nipples.
She moaned again and rode me harder.
We kept at it for several minutes, the gasps and groans growing for both of us. She slammed down on me and leaned forward enough for us to kiss. I kept pinching her nipples as I thrust up into her. My dick throbbed with want—with desire to come. I fought it back and watched her.
Her moans turned into a cry. I pushed up as hard as I could. Her cry turned into a shriek and her pussy clamped down on my cock.
I exploded. I let out a long gasp as I came deep inside her.
She fell forward, onto my chest, as we both recovered from our orgasms.
I disposed of the condom and collapsed on the bed.
Brenda lay next to me as we both caught our breath. I finally turned my head and smiled at her.
“That was incredible,” I said, “but I don’t think I can go a third time.”
“That’s okay,” she said. “You wore me out too, stud.”
I grinned at the nickname. My mind raced, but I knew what to do. What Len would do?
“So...,” I said, “buy you breakfast?”
“Mmm...” She scrunched up her face. “I’ve got an early morning. I really need to get some sleep.”
“Okay...”
“The door locks if you pull it all the way shut behind you.”
“Ah.” My gut slowly sank.
“I really do need my sleep. But maybe again sometime...?” She smiled to soften her words.
“Yeah.” I sat up and looked around for my clothes. “Maybe again sometime.”
I climbed out of bed and got dressed. I did my best not to openly fume. She propped herself up on her elbow and watched.
“Thanks,” I said. I smiled to show that I meant it.
She waved but didn’t get out of bed.
As I pulled the apartment door shut behind me, I grimaced.
I’d gotten laid. I’d actually gotten laid!
And then I’d gotten kicked out, which undermined the whole damned thing.
I almost went back up to Denise and Debbie’s to see if Len was still there. Except ... if he was, he was probably also spending the night. So I started the long, middle-of-the-night walk back to the dorm.
My mind ran loops the entire time. What had I done wrong? Had I been bad in bed? Said something I shouldn’t’ve? Been too romantic? Not romantic enough?
She’d had an orgasm. I was pretty sure of that. So ... what the hell?
My brain would just not let it go. I was so lost in my thoughts when I got back to the dorm, I let the door bang open and flipped on the overhead light.
“Wha—?” Len stirred in his bed.
“Oh, crap!” I quickly flicked the light back off. “Sorry! I assumed you’d be with Debbie! Or Denise! Or Debbie and Denise!”
I grimaced. I’d woken him up and now I was talking his ear off.
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