I retreat temporarily while I settle on finding my baby oil. I know there are better substances for this, but I am unprepared. I position myself, straddling one of her legs with her mostly on her back. After applying the oil to myself generously, I massage some into her. I pause before continuing to share a smile. We are ready.
I enter her even more easily than I did the first time. Unbelievable. Her head rolls a little on the pillow as I move gently into her. The angle is more forgiving now and I am soon buried deep inside my lover’s body. I lean in so that I can kiss her and to give her more time to fully relax herself.
I begin to move. Slowly at first, but firmly. No words are said but the communication is clear. I move one hand and gently play with one breast, and the other rubbing her lower back and ass cheeks. I stop every few minutes to apply a few more drops of oil. After one reapplication, Ann rolls on top. She’s fantastic. I try to reach down between us to rub her clitoris. The angle is awkward but it seems to be working. She moves herself on my length, eyes closed, as she says, “This is for you, John. This is for you.”
We roll over one more time with me on top, between her legs. Until she is ready to give her virginity away, this is as close as we will come. I pump into her smoothly, with the force on the exit stroke. I seem to remember this much from what I’ve read, and it seems to be well received. There is no look of discomfort on her face, only her ‘sex sneer’ as her orgasm approaches. Her hand snakes between us and she takes over stimulating herself while my hands are otherwise occupied. Her confidence in this moment is endearing. I would love to stop and watch her, but I can tell that we are both approaching our points.
I pound steadily into her and she pushes herself back against me. So mutual, so perfect. I try to go just a little deeper as she seems to get closer and closer, and the extra second of friction keeps me even with her. I sit up a little so that I can get better leverage and allow myself to enjoy the spectacular view. Her breasts jostle gently in time as we make love to each other; her hand rubbing her clit at a near fevered pitch but still reaching down to touch me where I enter her. Her eyes are closed most of the time but opening now and then to twinkle at me and show me her gorgeous smile.
Ann is trying to keep her eyes open but she can’t. Her beautiful sneer is more pronounced now and I think I’m clearly seeing a pattern here. She moves her hand away as my motions against her are doing just enough to complete her orgasm. I keep one hand on her breast and the other gripping her elevated leg around the thigh, pulling me deeply into her. She starts to voice her orgasm and I give myself the last few long, deep strokes that I need to finish with her. She cums with a stifled scream and I roar along with her as I spill my seed into her clenching ass. I collapse onto her and we stay connected for as long as we can manage.
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Names and places have been changed.
This was the most frenetic we reached in bed over “Ann’s” few days with me. We slept together all four nights that she was with me and while passion never left, it took a backseat to sheer intimacy. She went back to Missouri after and she hopes to visit me again at the end of July. Between now and then, I might consider putting some fantasies of mine (ours?) into text and submitting them.
I welcome any and all feedback. If anybody is wondering about my word choices, I wrote it first and foremost for “Ann” to read.