“Can I put you down? My legs are getting tired!” I asked.
“Wait! Hold me just a little longer! Please! This feels neat! And my legs are still shaking!”
My legs were just starting to tremble when she said, “I think I can stand now!”
I squatted down until Angie was standing, then pulled my erect penis out of her. “But you’re still hard! That isn’t fair!” She kissed me passionately.
We dried off and Angie pulled me by the hand back into the bedroom. “Angie, there’s another bed! We don’t have to sleep in that one!”
“I want to! It’s my first-time love bed, and I don’t care if it is gooey and sticky and smelly!”
She shoved me onto my back right in the middle of the gooey and sticky and smelly first-time love bed. I lay there with my erection pointing toward the ceiling.
Angie’s eyes sparkled. She straddled me and wiggled the head of my penis around on her labia. She teased me by sliding most its head in, and then quickly pulling it out again. Her manipulations were affecting both of us. I could feel my penis getting hot, and her pussy made little popping sounds as she pulled the head of my penis out of her.
Finally she slowly lowered herself all the way down my penis. She watched my penis disappear inside her with a look of pure joy on her face. She bent forward and back, testing the sensations inside her. I could feel the head of my penis sliding back and forth across her cervix. I reached up and began to caress her breasts and rub her nipples.
Angie squeezed my penis with her vagina. She wasn’t as strong as her mother, but she still had time to learn! Then she began to go up and down and twist from side-to-side, finding the movements that most excited her. And me.
She teased us both. When she got almost to orgasm, she would stop and wait, then begin again when her breathing changed. She kept her eyes wide open and she was carefully watching the expressions on my face. Finally I couldn’t stand it anymore and I began to thrust myself against her movements, and this time Angie kept going. We both exploded, screaming as her climax shook her whole body and as my penis pulsed several shots of cum deep inside her.
Angie flopped down on top of me and we wrapped ourselves around each other. “I could feel every burst from you! Inside! It felt so good! Mmmh!”
As we held each other in the afterglow of our passion, an unexpected feeling bubbled up from deep within me. “I want this woman to marry me!”
Before I could put this feeling into words, Angie whispered, “I want to make babies with you!”
“Now?” Was my brilliant reply.
“Not now, silly! I want to practice making love to you for YEARS, first!”
“Me too!” I said and kissed Angie. Her vagina squeezed my partially-erect penis which was still inside her, and we clung to each other as we drifted off to sleep. I could feel her entire body on mine, and I felt a feeling of complete joy spread over me as we drifted off to sleep.
Light coming in the windows caused me to wake up and my movements woke Angie. “Hi, lover!” She said and kissed me. As she slid up me to my mouth, my flaccid penis slipped out of her.
She hit me playfully on my chest. “I’m starved! I want breakfast! I need something to eat!”
I pointed toward my groin. Angie hit me again. “I need more than that, lover!” And she hugged me and giggled.
Angie crawled off me and told me what she wanted, and I called room service while she scampered to the shower. They told me it would be thirty minutes, and I carried that message into the shower with Angie. I started to fondle her, but she stopped me. “No time for that! I’ve got to shave my legs and you’ve got to get cleaned up and dressed to let them bring our breakfast in!” As soon as I was cleaned off, she booted me out of the shower. I could hear her singing a happy song as she shaved. Would married life with Angie be like this? God, I hoped so!
I shaved my beard at the sink, rinsed, and just managed to get the robe on before they arrived. As soon as the two waiters left, I opened the bedroom door and called Angie.
She came out naked and proud. I took off my robe, and we ate breakfast sitting side by side, kissing frequently. We explored each others bodies with our eyes. We spent long moments just looking into each others faces and grinning at each other.
After we finished, I stood behind Angie and rubbed her breasts. “Bend over!” I ordered.
Angie did as I asked, and I gently slipped my penis into her from behind. She slowly pulled off of me, and with a look of complete wonder on her face, said, “Let’s do that on the bed!”
We mated doggy-style for a few minutes, then lay on our sides with me entering her from the rear. That proved to be the best position for her, and as she began to climax, I exploded into her. We talked, giggled, cuddled, and took a nap. The kind of sex we were having really took all our energy! It was completely uninhibited, natural, and incredibly energetic!
We awoke just before Noon. I had slipped out of Angie as we slept, and she twisted around so that she was facing me.
“I like all the neat ways we already made love!” Angie exclaimed. “But are there other, err, positions or things we could try, too?”
“Angie, you sound like a kid in a candy store! You’re insatiable!”
Angie grinned and blushed. “You know, like I mean . . . as long as we’re here, and . . .”
“OK! I get it! Yeah, there are a few more athletic things we could do, but they’re mostly just variations on stuff we’ve already tried. Not that they aren’t fun, too! But with just the two of us, love, the only other really different thing would be anal sex.”