body would tense up – including her inner muscles – then relax with a slight shudder as each wave of it ran through her.
When she'd recovered from that one, she held her hands out to me, asking me to pull her up. I did, and we hugged each other as she started moving herself on me, hunching her hips back and forth to move herself around me as I held still. I could feel her nipples getting even harder where they pressed into my chest, even as I could feel her getting wetter and hotter where she was wrapped around my penis. Gradually, she moved faster and faster, impaling herself on me harder and harder until she was almost slamming herself onto me. But her efforts tired her out, too, and she finally let herself move away from me a bit, her eyes telling me that she wanted to lay down again – she was panting hard enough that she couldn't speak. I let her arms slide through my hands to lower her onto her back again; then moved to hold myself over her as I went back to thrusting myself into her.
She looked into my eyes gratefully, and ran her hands along my sides and back before closing her eyes to concentrate on the sensations I was generating in her.
Her actions seemed to have moved her well along, so as I continued pistoning in her, her moans of pleasure and arousal increased with my efforts. After a few minutes, she let her pelvis drop a bit, so that I was sliding in and out of her at a different angle – one that gently tightened the flesh at the top of her opening, applying a slight pressure to her erect clitoris each time I entered her again.
With that added stimulation, she moved even more quickly toward her release as she kissed and bit at my chest while she raked her nails across my back.
After a few more minutes, I could feel her getting even tighter around me, and knew that she was getting close; I simply kept up the rhythm I'd gotten into, knowing that if it got her that far, it would take her the rest of the way, too. And it did.
I didn't think anything of it when she put her arms around me and pulled me down to where she could kiss me, then my chest and shoulders. I learned better when she suddenly buried her face in my shoulder and all but screamed her release as her vagina clamped down on me, and she dug her nails into my back. As tight as she'd been before, it was only because of her ample wetness that I'd been able to move in her; but when her inner muscles tightened on me that way, there simply wasn't anything I could do, no matter HOW wet and slippery she was.
That wasn't necessarily a bad thing, though – all along my length, I could feel the rings of her vaginal muscles spasming, tightening down on me in waves of pressure-and-release from the base of my penis to the head. If she hadn't already used her mouth to bring me off, it would have been more than enough to do it then.
After the first couple of waves of her orgasm passed, I felt her fingernails leave my back before she fell back on the bed, gasping and shuddering as the rest of her orgasm washed through her. Whatever had happened to her before, I knew that this young lady was a sexual being, and that we'd released the passion she'd kept locked away for so long.
As her gasps quieted and her shudders slowed, I lowered my self to cover her body with mine, and began softly kissing her face and shoulders. With those new sensations, and a different reference point for her body, it didn't take her much longer to get her wits about her. When she finally opened her eyes, and saw me looking down at her with a smile on my face, she hugged me fiercely before rapidly placing small kisses all over my face and lips and anyplace else she could reach. Only after I'd spoken her name several times did she relent, and let herself fall back to the bed again, looking up at me with something akin to worship on her face. But before I could say anything, she suddenly started to cry, and hugged me again – not so hard this time. I spoke softly to her, offering words of reassurance and comfort until she released me again. When she'd wiped her eyes, I looked at her in concern, and asked 'What is it? What's the matter?'
'There's nothing the matter, you big dummy! I'm*happy*, dammit!'
'You're happy, so you're crying?' I asked, relieved.
'Yes, I'm crying because I'm so happy! I'm happy because you made me feel so good, and because you've been so nice and kind and gentle and patient with me, and most of all because you've shown me what it's like to make
I managed to kiss her again before she gently pushed me away, saying 'Don't. I must look like a mess; I always do when I cry.'
I smiled at her lovingly, and said 'You look fine. There's nothing wrong with an honest emotion, honestly expressed. But if it would make you feel better, I'll get you a towel or something from the bathroom.'
She smiled back, and nodded – then got a dumbstruck look on her face when she felt me sliding out of her. She looked down, and saw that my penis was still hard, and glistening with her juices; she looked back up at me and asked 'You're still hard? You didn't…?'
I grinned, and said 'Yes, I'm still hard, and no, I didn't. What you did before made it easier for me to last longer this time, just like you wanted. If you hadn't done that, believe me, I WOULDN'T be hard, and I WOULD have climaxed.' She looked like she wasn't quite sure whether to believe that, or not; when I turned to go into the bathroom, I heard a small gasp from her. When I came out again with a hand towel for her, she saw my erection swaying in front of me, and watched it the whole time I was walking back to the bed. Only when I tried to hand her the towel did she look up – and blush furiously.
Believe me, on a redhead, that's something to see.
'I was, uh, just, um…'
'Amy, it's okay.'
She blushed again, then exclaimed 'Oh! I almost forgot! Your back!'
'What about my back?' I asked.
Another blush, and she hesitantly said 'Uh, this last time, I guess I got a little, um, enthusiastic. I kinda hurt you, I think.'
'What?'
'I kinda left some scratches, and even broke the skin; you've got a few spots where you're bleeding a little.'
'Oh, well.'
''oh, well'? You're not going to do something about it? You're not mad or anything?'
'Been hurt worse, for a lot worse reasons.'
She gave me a dirty look, and said 'Come here. Let me at least wipe it off for you.'
'Only if you'll sit on my lap when you do it.'
She hesitated a moment, then grinned and said 'Deal!' before going into the bathroom to get a damp washcloth.
I sat down, and she moved over to sit on my lap sideways. I stopped her, and shook my head, telling her 'Uh-uh. Not like that.'
She looked confused for a moment, then brightened up – facing me, she moved to put her legs on each side of mine before lowering herself. I put my hands on her hips, and she let me guide her over my erection; once in position, she easily lowered herself onto it until she was firmly planted in my lap, my hardness again filling her.
She had a distracted smile on her face for a little bit before she remembered why she was there, and reached around me to use the washcloth to wipe off my back. When she put her arms around me, I put mine around her, and started caressing her back before letting my hands wander down to cup her asscheeks, gently kneading them before moving on to caress her hips and run my hands up her sides. Every time she moved the washcloth, she would move on my lap, changing the way my penis felt inside her – several times, she repeated a motion when it felt good to her. While she was doing that, I continued to stroke whatever parts of her body I could reach, though my favorite was the firm, smooth mounds of her ass.
When she pulled the washcloth back around, I could see that it was visibly pink; but not too much so. Reluctantly, she started to raise herself off of me; I stopped her and asked 'Think you could hit the bathroom floor from here? If you can, we'll get it later. Unless, of course, you*want* to get up…'
She shook her head, and with a grin, turned to throw the damp cloth toward the bathroom – her breasts jiggled very fetchingly when she did – and managed to hit the floor, but just barely. Giggling, she turned back to me, and asked 'Now, where was I again?'
I grinned back at her, and said 'I'm not sure about you, but I believe that I was right… about… HERE!' before lowering my head to take one of her nipples in my mouth, and start sucking on it. I heard her give a deep- throated moan of pleasure before she started slowly raising and lowering herself slightly on my lap, sliding herself
