Rachel leaned over and kissed me, a long slow passionate kiss that made me forget the grief for a time. Today was Jessica’s Day, and we were celebrating her. We were also basking in our reunited love.
Then Rachel spoke, “Thank you for sharing your feelings. I accept your offer of devotion to me, to us, and all the naughty things we will get to do.”
A sense of relief washed over me as Rachel accepted that I had had sexual relationships in the past, but we were willing to go on with just two.
She spoke again, “Now that I have forgiven you for all your past transgressions, I want to hear your confession.” She looked at me with a hungry look in her eyes.
“What do you want to know?” I asked, with a gulp.
“Everything!”
“Everything?”
She climbed on top of me and nodded slowly with wonton eyes.
For the next hour or so, I described all the sexual encounters I had had, especially with Jessica. Rachel was eager for details. Somehow this discussion was different from how we talked about Jessica during the day. Before, Rachel and I shared moments like we were sharing them with Jessica. We felt like Jessica was there with us.
Now, as I discussed with Rachel all the intimate details of encounters with Jessica, I felt like Rachel was taking them one by one and making it something private that only Rachel and I would share. All the sexual intimate feelings were now something just between us. My soul felt so liberated and so relieved. I felt like this was a perfect ending to Jessica’s Day. After today, Rachel and I would make our own memories.
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We woke up the following day but lingered in bed snuggling, looking into each other’s eyes, and enjoying this moment together. At one moment, we would look at each other, and next, we would be laughing and giggling. Another moment, we would be kissing and making out. We didn’t say much, but with Rachel, we don’t talk much anyway.
During this light play in bed, Rachel pulled back the covers and laid on top of me, fully touching our bodies. Rachel sat up and pulled her nightshirt off, and I undressed too. Now it was our turn to make our own memories.
I drank in her whole beautiful form from head to toe and everything in between. Most people may not like a tangled nest of black hair on a woman, but I had grown to love it. Now, I found out that her bush looked the same way with unkempt, thick black hair. My cock stiffened as it brushed against that bush.
Rachel had always worn loose shirts or dresses, so I could never see the whole shape of her breasts. I reached to feel her breasts. They were a nice handful and with dark areolas and nipples that were as big as an eraser.
I kneaded them in my hand while she had pleasured look on her face. She grabbed my stiffened cock and rubbed it through her bush. We caressed and touched each other for several minutes and enjoyed the sensitive touches.
Rachel shifted herself to position my cock head in between the folds of her pussy and teased her clit with it. Then she positioned my cock at her vagina entrance. My cock loved every moment of her warm, wet touches.
She laid on my chest and let my cock stay inside her while I focused on feeling the warm, moist texture of her vagina. Without warning, she dropped herself down on my rock-hard cock. She winced in pain that I could feel with her.
After over a minute, Rachel moved her hips, letting my cock almost slide out. This time, I knew what she would do. She slammed down hard again on my cock. The look of pain on her face was not as intense, and I could see some pleasure behind those eyes.
After another minute, she slammed down hard on my cock again. Her pussy was starting to loosen up, and she had that pleasured-pain look. After several thrusts at that slow pace, she began to get into a regular rhythm which we continued for who knows how long. Every thrust was a memorable event.
As she got close to cumming, she rubbed my temples, bidding me to open my eyes. She wanted us to look directly into each other’s eyes as we climaxed. I am not sure what made me cum. I think the pleasure in her eyes set me off, maybe the feeling in her pussy.
That was the most intense orgasm I have had. I wished it could have lasted forever, but being a man, I didn’t last too long. Rachel was exhausted from that one and fell onto my chest, and rested peacefully. I don’t know if we fell asleep or we were just relaxed.
I soon felt my cock harden again inside of her. I had not slipped out of her. Slowly, we made love again, and it was just as intense.
We finally got up, and I was surprised to see blood on the sheets and us. I had not realized, but it should have been obvious, Rachel was a virgin. She saw the mild shock in my eye, “I was saving it for you.”
“Is that why you slammed down so hard at the beginning?” I asked.
“Sarah suggested it.”
“Sarah! How about we do not listen to her for sex advice? You could have been hurt. Let’s decide what we like together. It will just be us.”
Rachel rubbed my chest and gave me a light kiss.
I said, “I am glad you agree.”
After that, we had brunch, danced, sang, and did all those fun things we had done yesterday. Rachel and I realized how much we mean to each other and made up for those lost years.
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