Their movements subsided, and Aliasa had her feet planted on to the ground. She slowly eased out his penis from her, then quickly rolled out the condom off his softening tool and deposited it some toilet paper she had pulled out, before throwing it away. He pulled at the roll of tissue paper and wiped her clean. She sat on his lap.
“Don’t Dave, we aren’t done.”
” I hoped not”
“What was that you…?”
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“I’m no virgin, but I’ll be sore for a while.”
“You shouldn’t make any references that you’ve been with another man.”
“Oh? but you are the biggest cock I’ve had.” She lied, wrapping her hand around his neck. “So you aren’t completely ignorant of the etiquette.”
“Yes, and I do believe that a woman must come at least twice.” She moved her lips on to his and they kissed passionately, her breast rubbing against him. His hands roam her torso. Breaking apart, Dave ducked his had to suck on his nipples, but she pushed his head away. Instead, her fingers went to work on the button of the shirt he had on, admiring his shoulders and pectorals. Brushing away his penis when she reached it, with a brisk, polite “I’ll handle you shortly.” She giggled when she reached his belly.
“I’m working on it!” he said, annoyed.
“They’re cute, Dave.” slipping her hands to give his love handles a squeeze, which quirked him even more.
Then she removed his shirt from his shoulders, pulling out another condom from the breast pocket, before dropping it on the pile of clothing.
Using the women’s alchemy, she converted his waning cock to metal: strokes and coos and thrusts and bust. Then she took hold of his hands and placed them on her waist.
“Keep them here.” She instructed, her gestures and tone demanded obedience. Dave complied, but with casualness that bellowed amusement from the order. Then she fitted another condom over his penis. Watching her confidence delighted him, an extremely erotic sight so close to her own genitalia. Then she rose to her feet and slowly lowered herself onto him. So slowly, it was as if she was lowering her self into a hot tub. As it were, Dave felt he was being fitted into hot tub himself, like hot wax fitting around him.
When he was as far inside as he would go, she rocked back and forth, placing her hands on his shoulder, her eyes closed, apparently detached from the world. So light was her moments for a moment Dave feared going soft inside, but her periodical contractions reassured that would not happened. He then reached for a nipple with his mouth and chewed it lightly with his lips, enjoying her potent pointed breasts. Her corresponding moans told him she did too. His hand stoked her waist, holding tightly.
Minutes past, drunk with pleasure, when she then brought her body down against Dave’s. Her breast pressed against his own chest and neck. She brought their pelvises in contact and she slowly began grinding. Over her shoulder Dave studied her beautiful skin. Her grinding was augmented with a slow thrusting. She rose her face to look into Dave’s. And in that moment David was convinced he was in love. Lips slightly parted, green eyes dazed, and her hair in disarray. She brought her lips down on his and the kissed passionately, faces melding. And in that kiss she climaxed, her quaking body in her arms and her vagina contracting wildly, the kiss, muffling out their moans.
She held on to the feeling and fixed her feet firmly on the floor. Then she rose and fell, impaling herself on his penis: a hard solid fucking, a different universe to the gentle rocking, love-making only minutes ago. She continued briskly, moaning loudly, stealing Dave of his mind, reducing him to animal grunts. His hands grasping at her waist, pulling her down and up against him. Soon she brought him to another orgasm, and herself as well, which really felt like an extension of the first.
Before he completely subsided, she rose off him. Placing her hand on his penis proceeded to remove his condom. She removed it time to witness the last jet of his dying orgasm, soiling her hands. Rubbing and caressing, she didn’t allow Dave to go soft yet. Next on her knees, she cleant him off with her tongue, all the while exploring and testing. His hands on her hair, she pulled the foreskin back and had her tongue dance all over it his top, while a hand went to cup his balls. Then she ran her tongue under the thick vein under his penis. Next she took him into her mouth, warm and damp bringing her hand into play. Pumping and sucking, she brought him into another orgasm, swallowing the last drops of semen.
His moans turned into endearments and promises. Slowly they dressed, and small chit-chat and flirting returned. Dave once again got philosophical.
“You know, I was born in a restroom?”
“Really?”
“Ya, so it’s kinda appropriate that our first fuck is in here, don’t you think?”
“I think you’re full of shit, Dave.”
And then turning seriously,” I think I’m in love with you.”
“I think I love you too”