When her orgasm was over, she let her upper body slowly fall to the bed; I asked if she wanted me to stop, and got an emphatic 'Don't you dare!' in reply.
After a bit, she struggled to hold herself up with her arms again, and in the process discovered that there was a slightly different feeling to be had by arching her back to change the angle at which I was entering her. A few minutes of that was enough to bring her to another orgasm, prompting me to think that whoever she took as a full- time lover would never stray – if only because he likely wouldn't have the energy!
Her descent to the bed after that climax wasn't anywhere near as controlled as the last, but that didn't seem to bother her; she was simply, and obviously, enjoying what I was doing to her too much.
Even though I'd gotten more sleep than any of the rest of them, it hadn't been all that much. And I was a fair number of years older than any of the rest of them, too. So it shouldn't be too much of a surprise that I started feeling a little tired not long after Crissy managed to get herself back onto her arms again. She realized that I was slowing down a little, and asked 'Do you want me to get on top again?'
I admitted that that would be nice, and quickly slowed, then stopped my thrusts into her. She was willing to let me savor holding myself inside her for a bit before she slowly pulled herself free of me.
When she turned around to face me, I suggested 'Let me sit up, this time – then I can touch you a little better.'
'Okay!' she answered, with enthusiasm that I wished I'd had.
I moved to sit so that I was leaning against the headboard again, and Crissy quickly settled herself on my erection and into my lap. Once she was comfortably situated, she started a rocking motion with her hips that had her sliding along perhaps a quarter of my length – more than enough to keep me hard and help her have another orgasm, as I discovered some minutes later.
By the time that happened for her, I could feel myself finally getting to the point where I knew I could climax again, too. Taking her into my arms as she panted and shuddered her way down from her release, I told her 'Let me do it, now', and got a nodded agreement.
Continuing to hold her, I eased us both around until she was on her back with me over her. She lifted her knees and opened her thighs to let me slide into her as far as I could before she put her arms around me. Looking up at me, she said 'If you're getting close, go ahead and do it, and don't worry about me. I've already had such wonderful orgasms, so I won't be upset or anything if you finish before I do.'
I just smiled and said 'If it gets to that point, I will.'
She smiled back, and pulled my head down so the two of us could share a deep, passionate kiss before releasing me again.
Free to move, I started slowly thrusting in and out of her, delighting in the feeling of her smooth thighs against my hips and the sensation of burying myself in her. She didn't say anything, but I could tell from the way that she was arching herself up at me with each penetration that she wanted me to start going faster – so I did. More quickly than I had the time before, I sped up the pace of our lovemaking as she groaned her pleasure and increasing arousal.
Moving in her that way was getting me closer to my own release – but not quickly enough, I thought. I was starting to worry about whether or not the two of us would be finished by the time the others got back. I wasn't worried in the slightest about Kelly and Jan, or even Sheri – what did have my concern was what the other girls would say or do if they knew that Crissy and I had spent the better part of the afternoon in bed with each other. Not that I thought they'd call the police or tell their parents or anything, but rather, I was concerned about what it would do to the relationships between them. I slowed what I was doing, and when Crissy looked up at me, I smiled and said 'I want to change things a little, if that's okay.'
She just smiled and nodded her head and cooperated fully as I reached back slightly and put my arms behind her legs, then levered them forward – folding her nearly in half (which didn't seem to bother her in the slightest – I only wished I was that limber!) and brought her pelvis up so that it was at right angles to my body. When I started moving in her again, I was thrusting almost straight down into her, penetrating her as deeply as could be. With each penetration, I could feel my balls swinging against the crevice of her firm young ass, and the head of my penis almost bouncing off the deepest recesses of her. With the way she felt around me changed, I could feel myself moving more quickly toward my climax; from the way she was responding to what I was doing, I could tell that it was having much the same effect on her.
It wasn't but a couple of minutes before I felt her vagina tighten around me as she slid into her fourth orgasm since we'd started making love – and judging from the way she was acting, it was the strongest for her yet.
The tightening of her vagina in time with her orgasmic spasms moved me a long way toward my own release – as well as reducing my inhibitions. As her release tapered off, I started thrusting into her harder and harder; she responded by telling me 'Oh! Yes! Like that!'
Realizing that I wasn't hurting her, as I'd been afraid I would, I kept at it. Each thrust into her ended with our pubic areas smacking together, accompanied by a gasp of pleasure from Crissy. I finally got to the point where there was no way I wasn't going to cum in her and just kept going, almost pounding into her tight, wet sheath. Finally, after a few long, slow strokes as I felt myself get close, I pressed myself into her as the first hot jet of my semen erupted. To my surprise, Crissy's eyes flew open and I could see the surprise on her face as she again tightened around me in an obvious climax of her own.
After I'd emptied my balls in her, I somehow managed to remember to remove my arms from behind her legs, which she carefully lowered to the bed. Seeing that her release was over, too, I slowly lowered myself so that I was propped on my elbows over her, my head hanging down and resting on her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me fiercely before beginning to slowly caress my back. When I lifted my head again to look at her, I could see tears in her eyes. Seeing my concern, she told me 'No, nothings wrong – its all so right!'
Seeing that a little more explanation was needed, she told me 'I'm crying because I'm happy, you big dummy!' with a small laugh. 'This is the first time I've ever made love with a man, and not only did it not hurt, but it all felt so wonderful! I mean, I had all those orgasms and everything, and then when I felt you squirting in me! You've made me feel so good, and so happy, I just have to cry!' she added, before lifting her head to begin kissing me.
When she was done, she looked at me again and said 'I like having you still inside me. I can feel you, and I know you're like that because we made love together. But I know you're not going to stay like that, either. You've been SO good about making sure I was happy, now I want to take care of you, too. So when you're not in me any more, I want you to just lay down and I'll take care of us, okay?'
Honestly, I was too damn tired to argue with her. I just told her 'Okay', and let it go at that.
As expected, a couple minutes later, I finally shrank enough to pull free of her. She let me stay where I was for a few moments, then gently nudged me to let me know she wanted to get up. I carefully eased myself off of her and over onto my back. A moment later, she got up to her knees, and looked down at me – apparently indifferent to the pool of my cum and her juices that started sliding down the inside of one of her thighs. After telling me 'You just stay there, okay?' and getting a smile from me in return, she quickly made her way to the edge of the bed, then into the bathroom. A couple minutes later, she was back out again – minus our juices – with a washcloth and towel. She gently and carefully wiped me off – surprised to note the few flecks of her own blood – and then dried me. She took the stuff back into the bathroom, then came out and headed out of the bedroom – apparently for the kitchen, since she reappeared with a couple more sodas. While she was gone, I got myself seated against the headboard again, so she was able to sit in my lap as the two of us refreshed ourselves.
When the sodas were gone, I set the empty cans on the night stand and gestured that I wanted to hold her. She happily leaned against me and I put my arms around her and gave her a hug before telling her 'Thank you, Crissy.'
I could hear the puzzlement in her voice as she asked 'Whatever for?'
I hugged her again before answering 'For trusting me enough to give me your virginity. For being the kind, generous person you are. For just letting me hold you like this.'
Several moments went by before I felt a hot tear against my chest, and heard her tell me 'You're welcome, Dan. I love you so much!'
I knew the tears were of happiness, then, and answered 'And I love you, too.'
It didn't take too long for her tears to dry up, and the two of us stayed like that for some time. Finally, I gave her another hug and said 'I don't think its going to be long before the others get back. Would you like to take a shower with me before they do?'
