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3. Late-Night Marathon
Arnold was lying on his back on top of his covers, naked and with his eyes closed, drifting in and out of a light, expectant sleep. He felt a thrill of excitement when he heard his skylight rattling, then someone climbed lithely down the ladder at the foot of his bed. The sound of clothes being removed from a human body and hurled to the floor quickly followed, then Arnold felt his visitor climb onto the bed with him and start stroking his chest.
'I can't believe it,' Arnold giggled sleepily. 'You actually came.'
'Well, sure I did, Short Man,' said Helga, in her best “Grandpa” voice. 'Glad to see you already put on your birthday suit for me.'
Suddenly wide awake, Arnold's eyes snapped open in alarm. Helga laughed mischievously.
'If you could see your face...' she chuckled. 'Sorry, Arnold, I couldn't resist.'
'You know, Helga,' said Arnold, giving her a half-lidded look, 'if you're trying to cool me down – permanently – that's exactly the right way to go about it.'
'I'll soon warm you up again,' Helga grinned. 'Oh, Arnold, I've been looking forward to this all day.'
'If I tell you how I've been feeling all day,' said Arnold, 'it might sound a little vulgar.'
'Then you really should tell me!'
'I've been aching to put my dick back inside you.'
'Of course you have,' Helga laughed. 'That's what it's for, after all.'
'Actually it's for a couple of things,' Arnold grinned. 'But the other one's best not mentioned, really.'
'Oh, Arnold,' Helga purred, stroking his chest again, 'I'm so hot for you.'
'Yeah, I noticed,' said Arnold. 'Several times, in fact. With hindsight, I think the very first was when we played Romeo and Juliet.'
'And seeing as you've been aching to put your dick inside me all day,' Helga continued, 'I think that's exactly what you should do, right now!'
With that, Helga hurled herself onto all fours and thrust her butt in the air. She put on her sultriest expression and looked back over her shoulder.
'Do me, Arnold,' she instructed.
'Oh, God,' Arnold whispered, as his cock sprung up to its fully erect state.
'Ah, I see my little soldier-boy's standing to attention now,' Helga laughed. 'Why don't you dress him in his combat gear, then send him right on into the Black Hole of Calcutta!'
Arnold burst out laughing; Helga grinned sheepishly.
'Sorry,' she said. 'I don't know where I'm even getting this stuff!'
'It's brilliant, Helga,' Arnold chuckled, as he retrieved the box of My-Size Pro fifty-three millimetre condoms from one of the shelves beside his bed. 'And I have to tell you, I seriously doubt the Black Hole of Calcutta has ever looked so inviting.'
Having released one of the remaining contraceptives from its foil packet, Arnold rose to his knees and got himself rubbered up. He then moved in behind Helga and thrust his cock into her pussy. She gasped loudly.
'You weren't expecting me to do anything else first, were you?' Arnold asked worriedly. 'I mean, you told me to do you so I just –'
'This is all I want you to do right now, Arnold,' Helga assured him. 'Go ahead and enjoy yourself.'
Arnold proceeded to do exactly that. He fucked Helga from behind for all he was worth, grasping her hips and slamming his balls against the backs of her thighs with every thrust. Soon he was moaning loudly and sweating heavily; Helga felt an intense thrill of excitement to hear what drilling her unrestrainedly was doing to her beloved.
Arnold roared bestially as he came, ejaculating massively into the condom. Helga gripped the bedclothes tightly and matched the force he was generating while his balls pumped out their contents. It was almost half a minute before Arnold fell back on the bed, and Helga reached out to relieve him of the used condom.
'Oh, Helga,' Arnold panted, 'that felt so good!'
'You don't say,' said Helga, as she tied a neat little knot.
'There wasn't much in it for you, though, was there?'
'Are you kidding? I've always wanted to make you feel that way, Arnold.'
'But you didn't come,' Arnold pointed out.
'Not this time,' said Helga, popping the bulging condom onto a shelf, 'but that's the very least I deserve after I almost reversed your puberty when I first came in, isn't it? Believe me, Arnold, the last thing I'd ever want is for your balls to go back up.'
'My balls are going to take a little rest now,' said Arnold, 'while my fingers do the talking.'
He rose to his knees and started to kiss her; she kissed him back eagerly. They felt each other all over for a while, then Arnold's forefinger found the same spot on Helga's vulva that it had stroked with little circles the day before. Helga gasped in delight.
'You okay with this?' Arnold whispered.
'More than okay,' Helga breathed. 'Oh, Arnold.'
They continued to kiss as he fingered her to orgasm. By the time her juices gushed over his hand, Helga's arms were encircling Arnold's shoulders and she was breathing against his neck. He heard her soft cries of release close to his ear, and smiled to himself.
'Thank you, Arnold,' Helga sighed, as they both sat back on their heels.
'Don't mention it,' said Arnold.
'Well, the night's still young,' said Helga. 'You feel like blowing your load again yet?'
'Yes, Helga,' said Arnold, 'I absolutely do!'
'This time,' said Helga, reaching for his junk, 'my fingers are gonna do the talking!'
Some time later, Helga was pushing her tits together as firmly as she could as Arnold fucked them whilst straddling her midsection. Just as she was reflecting how good it felt to detect the occasional brush of his scrotum against her upper abdomen, she heard a strangled cry and felt the splash of semen on her chin.
'You know, Arnold,' Helga giggled, 'I'm starting to lose count of how many times you've done that tonight.'
'What do you mean?' Arnold panted. 'It's the first time I've ever put my dick between your boobs, though I certainly hope it won't be the last.'
'I don't mean that,' said Helga. 'I mean how many times you've squirted your boy pudding.'
'Oh, I see,' said Arnold. 'I haven't really thought about it, Helga – I've just been... well, doing it.'
'I can't tell you how happy I am about that, Arnold.'
'You feel like putting another My-Size Pro on me next, so I can do it in my favourite place again?'
'What do you think?'
Later still, Helga cradled Arnold in her arms as he achieved yet another climax whilst inside her. His breathing was rapid, he was caked in sweat from head to toe and he was trembling visibly all over, but despite all this, he only withdrew and collapsed on his back once his orgasm had subsided fully.
'Are you okay, Arnold?' Helga asked. 'You've been going for hours now.'
'I think... I need...' Arnold panted, 'to take a seventh-inning stretch.'
'I could go for a break myself,' Helga grinned. 'You're incredible, Arnold – once you get started, you're almost literally a perpetual motion machine!'
'If I am, you're what's fuelling me,' said Arnold. 'I never thought it could be like this, Helga – I never thought anything could. I guess I've finally learned what comes after the milkshakes.'
'After the milkshakes?' Helga giggled.
'I remember when that was the furthest I could imagine a date going,' said Arnold. 'Milkshakes, then... what?'
'Ice cream?' Helga suggested. 'Or maybe that's in the milkshakes, huh?'
'I could do with a milkshake right now,' said Arnold. 'But I guess I'll have to make do with water.'
'We've practically emptied your water cooler already,' said Helga. 'You take the last of it, Arnold.'
'I'll go get us some Yahoos before we carry on,' said Arnold. 'I think we have six in the fridge.'
'You definitely want to make it all the way through the ninth inning, huh?'
'More than anything, Helga.'
The first traces of dawn were snaking their fingers across the skylight as Arnold and Helga sat side by side on the edge of Arnold's bed, both tipping the last dregs of a bottle of soda down their throats. The two bottles joined the other four empties on the floor, then Arnold reached into the card box for another condom.
'Eww!' he exclaimed, pulling his fingers away. 'We already used this one.'
Helga smiled, then she collected up the three bulging condoms that were sitting on the bedside shelves and added them to the three in the box. After going over to the trashcan and disposing of the six cast-offs, she looked into the packet and noticed something significant.
'There's only one condom left, Arnold,' she reported.
'It'd be plain stupid to leave that one on its own, wouldn't it?' Arnold grinned. 'So, I guess we'll just have to use it.'
'You got any more hanging around that kitchen of yours?'
'Heck, yeah; there's a whole other box.'
'For another time, I mean,' Helga added for clarity.
'I'll say,' said Arnold, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
'You sure you can manage another one right now?' Helga asked.
'No,' Arnold laughed. 'But I guess we'll see, won't we?'
'I think you should lie back and let me do the work this time, Arnold.'
'Whatever you say, Helga.'
Arnold lay on his back and tucked his hands behind his head. Helga extracted the final condom from its foil wrapping, threw away the trash and then came back over to the bed. She used her hand to coax Arnold's penis into something approaching its fully erect state, then she rolled the condom onto it.
'Not getting at all bored of this, are you?' she grinned down at him.
'I don't think I ever could,' he replied. 'How about you?'
'I know I never could.'
With that, Helga swung her right leg over her companion and straddled his hips, then she used her hand to guide him inside her. She was pleased to feel Arnold's cock harden fully against her vaginal walls.
'You know what, Helga?' said Arnold.
'What, Arnold?' said Helga.
'On second thought, I am sure I can manage another one right now.'
Arnold and Helga awoke in each other's arms with the morning sun streaming down on them through the skylight.
'Man,' said Helga, 'talk about pulling an all-nighter, huh?'
'Yeah,' said Arnold. 'Helga, I wish I could put into words...'
'You don't need to, Arnold,' said Helga. 'I know exactly what you want to say.'
'You're going to have to leave me now, aren't you?'
'For a little while. But you know, I don't see why I shouldn't grab some breakfast before I go.'
'Sure, if you want. I think we have a few rashers of bacon in the –'
'I don't mean breakfast, Arnold. I mean, breakfast!'
'Oh, wow,' said Arnold, as light dawned. 'Well, you can certainly take a look for some, but I can't guarantee you'll find any.'
'I'm sure I will,' said Helga. 'These things are all about persistence. I always get what I want in the end, you know.'
'Yeah,' Arnold laughed, 'I do know.'
'Sit on the edge of the bed,' Helga instructed him eagerly, 'and let's get that breakfast bar open!'
Arnold's eyes were squeezed shut and he was gripping the bedclothes tightly with both hands as his body became steadily redder and redder all over. Helga was making slurping noises and vocalisations of extreme enjoyment – as though she were eating a delicious French meal – while she fellated him with great enthusiasm.
'Looks like we're really going into extra innings now!' Arnold gasped.
'I hope you're gonna hit a homer soon, Arnold,' Helga mumbled. 'I want my milkshake!'
Her efforts were eventually rewarded. Arnold's breath caught in his throat and his entire body shuddered while he came; Helga gulped down his sperm eagerly as he did so. She straightened herself up whilst swallowing the final mouthful of semen, then Arnold slumped forward with his head between his knees, panting like Helga had never heard anyone pant before.
'Now I know why they call it the most important meal of the day,' she said, with extreme satisfaction.
'I think I'm gonna die,' Arnold puffed.
'You feeling okay, Arnold?' Helga asked.
'I'm feeling excellent,' he replied, raising his head to look into her eyes. 'I love the way you swallowed it all.'
'What else would you expect me to do with a milkshake?' she grinned.
'Good point,' Arnold grinned back. 'And now I want my milkshake!'
'Oh, Arnold,' said Helga.
'Oh, Helga,' said Arnold.
As he licked and kissed her clitoris, Arnold slipped three fingers into Helga's pussy; both of them found the sensation interesting and intimate.
'Does it feel like warm apple pie?' Helga asked.
'No pie in the world could compare to this,' Arnold assured her.
Helga let her eyes slide shut as she continued to get eaten out. Arnold's efforts soon earned him a faceful of pussy juice.
'Oh, Arnold,' Helga panted, 'that was truly amazing.'
'You're amazing, Helga,' said Arnold.
'I wish I could stay here with you forever.'
'We really might get bored of if then.'
'Impossible!' Helga declared. 'Can I look at your back while I get dressed? Remember, you promised I can see it whenever I want.'
Arnold laughed, then he got to his feet and turned through one hundred and eighty degrees. Helga put her clothes on whilst admiring his ridges, dips and contours once again, then she came over and kissed his back and shoulders tenderly.
'Those handprints sure have come up,' she remarked.
'I'll absolutely cherish them,' said Arnold, then he took one of her hands in his and kissed it.
'I really have to go now,' Helga said regretfully.
'You taking the skylight?' Arnold asked.
'Yeah, I think I'd better.'
'Could you leave the window open on your way out? I noticed when I came back in with the sodas, it absolutely reeks in here!'
'It does?' said Helga. 'Of what?'
'Sex, I guess,' said Arnold.
'It'll have to get used to that,' Helga laughed, as she put a foot on the bottom rung of the ladder. 'Au revoir, Arnold.'
'See you soon, Helga.'
Arnold was in the alleyway beside the Sunset Arms, placing six glass soda bottles and a card contraceptive packet into the recycling dumpster. When he had finished doing that, he opened the regular dumpster and dropped in a small trash bag that had already started to whiff of decomposing organic matter.
'So,' a familiar voice came from behind him, 'did you have a good time last night, Short Man?'
'Helga, I...' Arnold laughed, turning around with a wry smile on his face, but then he saw that it really was his grandfather who was speaking to him this time. 'That is, er... how do you mean, Grandpa?'
'Oh, Arnold, there's no need to be coy about it,' said Grandpa. 'I saw you'd taken the condoms; the rest was easy to figure out.'
'Yeah, I did take the condoms, didn't I?' said Arnold. 'Sorry about that.'
'Don't be sorry – that's what they're there for!' said Grandpa. 'I'll order some more from Amazon, just as soon as my modem stops playing up. How's the size? They fit you okay, Short Man?'
Arnold blushed deeply and said, 'They fit me perfectly, Grandpa.'
'Wonderful!'
'You're not gonna tell anyone else about all this, are you?'
'Arnold, what do you take me for; a gossipy old coot?' Grandpa laughed. 'Besides, I don't want it getting around that base, licentious sins of the flesh are taking place at a respectable boarding establishment like the Sunset Arms.'
'Thanks, Grandpa,' Arnold smiled.
'Don't mention it, Short Man,' said Grandpa.
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