6 #3
Even better, I soon realize, he’s not going to cum again anytime soon.
I can relax and enjoy myself, a true gift.
He strokes in and out of my chamber with perfect rhythm and I moan to signal my enjoyment.
I’ve found that men respond to verbal feedback almost as well as women do so I don’t quite lay it on thick but it’s a fine line.
I don’t want to make it too obvious but I am enjoying him so much that it’s not a stretch at all. He is good!
I reach up and caress his head in my hands, something I enjoy when someone does it to me and he kisses me with sudden passion.
Is he reading my mind? I wonder. He’s supporting himself with his arms so I don’t feel the full weight of his body on mine but I want him to flatten me into the mattress.
The weight of a man’s body is one of the contrasts I love.
I wrap my ankles around his thighs and pull him to me in time with his thrusts and I revel in the feel of him, so deep inside me but not battering my cervix like my last inept but well-endowed boyfriend.
Or was it the one before that? No matter, this is some of the best lovemaking I’ve experienced with a man in my life and it’s our first freaking time together.
“Cum in me, Ian,” I whisper and almost immediately I feel him swell and his urgency ticks up.
I don’t need to cum to enjoy this but suddenly I feel like I’m on the edge and his need for me pushes me over the edge and I moan and dig my heels into his thighs and grab his head with my hands to bring his mouth to mine and oh, fuck, oh fuck, oooohhhh fuuuuck!
He spasms and floods me with his seed and it feels so fucking good.
He grunts and surges and pulls back and thrusts deep inside me again, then again, then one more time before he settles and collapses on me, panting, sweating, nuzzling my neck with his lips and tongue.
I caress his body with my hands as we float to a complete standstill, calm, peaceful, satisfied.
“That was incredible, Teri,” he whispers and I nod just enough.
“A really good start, Ian,” I respond but he tenses.
He lifts his head. “Start? I can’t go again, you know.” His look is one of mild concern but it’s so freaking adorable.
“No, that’s not what I meant.” I caress his face with my hands. “It was our first time together, that’s all.”
His relief is palpable, genuine. “I’m already worried about keeping up with you two,” he says with a crooked grin. “I’m not a young man, you know.”
“Don’t sell yourself short, Ian,” I tell him earnestly. “You are an extraordinary lover.”
He gives me a look that confuses me because he looks confused, or hesitant, perhaps.
“What?” I ask.
“It’s just that…” I wait. “Lorna was…” He hesitates again and looks at me. I nod and raise one eyebrow. “She said you mostly date women.”
“That’s true but I’m not a lesbian, Ian. I love men, too. It’s just that I’ve not had the best luck with them.”
I have to smile that we’re discussing my sexual orientation with Ian’s cock wilting in my vagina but I keep that observation to myself. He does pick up on my amusement, though. He cocks an eyebrow and I laugh gently.
“It’s nothing,” I tell him but he raises up and looks at me with sudden seriousness.
“What?” he asks more forcefully and it sends a tingle down my spine. Where the fuck did that come from? I wonder. “Tell me what you’re thinking, Teri.” He’s not asking, not really. Is he ordering me? Is that going to fly? I also wonder.
“Let’s not spoil the moment, Ian,” I tell him, unsure of myself as much as him. “We’re off to a very good start. Let’s leave it there.”
Suddenly, his expression softens. He rolls off of me but keeps his eyes on mine. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m just…a little unsure of myself right now. This is all very new to me.”
“To me too, Ian,” I tell him. I touch his cheek and guide his lips to mine. “We’re just getting started here, so don’t beat yourself up, okay? That was amazing and I feel like the luckiest person in the world right now. I really do.”
He grins and looks down. “I was just thinking the same thing.”
“I do have one question for you, though,” I say softly. He looks up and nods. “I’m not sure that Lorna knows it but I’ve been very attracted to her almost since we met five years ago. Is that going to be an issue for you, Ian?”
“Why would it be?” he asks.
“You’re not the jealous type?” I raise an eyebrow.
“Jealous of what? We’re not in a relationship, Teri. I thought we made that clear.”
“Well, saying it and believing it are two different things, Ian.”
He studies me for a long moment. “I get what you’re saying, Teri. But think about it. If Lorna has no problem sharing me with you, and clearly she doesn’t, how could I possibly have a problem sharing her with you?”
I shrug. “That sounds all well and good, Ian. But I’ve run into this before. Guys get all excited about sharing and the idea of watching two girls get it on and all that. But then the shit hits the fan once post-nut clarity kicks in.”
He looks at me. “Post-nut clarity?”
“A guy sees the world differently after he’s orgasmed. It’s a thing.”
He looks down at his shriveled dick. “Uh, in case you hadn’t noticed, Teri…” He doesn’t finish his thought. He doesn’t have to.
I smile, then lean in and kiss him again. “We’ll see, Ian. We’ll see.”