“Oh, shit! SHIT! Baby, please! PLEASE! Ah, God, AAAHHHH! …uh …uh… uuuuhhhh…” As his orgasmic trembles began to fade, I was finally able to extract my hands from his body, and would you believe it? He came so much, he fell asleep right on the spot! Well, so what? I had made my point, and HE would have to sleep on the wet spot for once!
Speaking of wet, I’d better clean off this hand of mine! Grabbing a T-shirt and a pair of jeans (with my OTHER hand!) I went into the bathroom. After washing my hands, I threw off my nightgown, stepped into the tub and let the shower massager do its work. Even as I touched my own body, I could only think about what I had done to his. I’d made him beg, plead for mercy, and as I played his moans over in my mind, they joined my own as I came. My mouth formed silent screams as the orgasmic wave spread out all over me. From my head to my toes, I tingled in satisfaction and relief.
I slept in his sofa chair in the living room and left the house at sunrise. I guess I wanted some time with this new woman, this “inner bitch” that had risen in me last night.
I also didn’t want to be around when his folks and nephews found him…Damn! What a sight to behold THAT would be!
With that thought in mind, my inner bitch and I shared a hearty laugh and started towards home.