2.5 Sixty-Nine

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5. Sixty-nine

She awakes with lights on, briefly amnesic as one sometimes is after deep sleep. Then, she recalls herself, Ali, a young woman sharing the suite with Kimura and alone in bed in her room. He is sleeping in other bedroom.

   Framing her resolve and throwing off gown, she inspects her nudity in full-length mirror. “Yeah, oughta be good for a turn in a hay.” She laughs at her queerly illiterate phrasing and mentally analyzes her image: Face angular and has intelligence going for it, body a bit lacking in flesh but has its youth. Tits, as she names her breasts, a small handful and each with nice firm hang and nipples slightly brown and now erect; belly flat, body wiry, buttocks small, a good two handfuls for him to grab ass. Then she says to herself out loud mimicking the on-radio-and-TV, American comic-Negroes Amos & Andy “Well, here goes nuffin’ f’om nuffin”  and squaring shoulders she strides out of her bedroom, across the living room, turns the handle on Kimura's bedroom door and enters. In the light slanting through the door space she sees his sleeping body on the bed, uncovered in bright blue pajama. She has read the literature – Frank Harris, Fanny Hill, Henry Miller – and has practical learning, like girls who watched out on the farm before each one’s backside felt hay. Being a scientist, she decides to experiment. She tiptoes close and sizes up Kimura, who lies face up. He breathes regularly and slowly – 12 per 60 seconds, she estimates counting the ‘one li’l injun’ second at practiced rate.

   Standing by his bed at waist level, she bends and unbuttons the pajama pants then, careful not to wake him, gets on the bed and stretches out beside him, her head facing his feet at thighs level. 

She unbuttons him and puts her lips to Kimura’s now exposed un-erect sexual organ. It has a slight urine smell, but she knows urine to have vitamins. She gives a gentle lick and experiences a twinge of sexual stimulation from her prior conditioning to the kinky situation. She begins licking like a dog the honey off a plate and alternates by kissing. And – Voila! – comes a firming of what low-class Negroes call dat thing and soon it has risen so its tip is 30 degrees up. And it pulses up and down. Going further, she grasps the penis base in her right fist, takes a deep-throat full and starts tonguing.

Kimura moves, opens eyes, at first tries to withdraw but she grabs his waist and keeps giving her head. He is now awake but groggy.

   “Please stop it, Ali. You should not do this to a man you just met. You are too fine. Please, please, please!” he says but his body language says different. She feels his two hands grasp her earlobes in order to direct her head against him. She is excited now, her sexual lips yearning for stimulation. Without disengaging, she moves so she is kneeling above him on the mattress, her head bobbing up and down. And her fragrant sexual gap is flagrant, right above his mouth, and she is gratified when he reaches and grabs her buttocks with each hand and presses her front mid body part against his mouth and starts licking her clitoris and lower lips. Now they are Sixty-nine, curled up on each other to make a double human figure like the erotic digits, and each eating the other. He comes seconds in time before her, filling her mouth and triggering her to pleasure spasms. She swallows his semen hoping his brilliance will be transmitted, as physicians say in Latin, per os, or by mouth. She allows him to completely empty into her mouth, being careful not to touch any other place because she knows a man’s balls, or testicles, are sensitive to touch right after orgasm. She disengages her mouth, wipes off his penis with a lock of her blonde hair, and scampers out of the room wiping semen from her lips.
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