Chris

Even though he is desperate, he is a gentleman to his fingertips. Although even as he holds me and kisses me, I feel the tension within him. His kisses, tender and gentle as they are, are done for my benefit alone. He is ready right now. He was ready when he got in his car to drive over here. 

I feel his hands move from my back to the buttons on my top. Slowly, far more slowly than he would like, he undies them one by one. There is no fumbling. He doesn’t even begging to undo a button until he knows his fingers are in exactly the right place. One by one, they succumb to his touch, as do I. 

He peels the top over my shoulders and it falls to the ground behind me. He looks at my boobs. Every time, he does this. They are smaller than Alison’s, and every time, he smiles when he sees them. Sometimes, at this point, he might utter a comment like, “Are you sure you’re old enough?” I know from this he wants age play. But not today. 

I reach for his t shirt and take it off over his head. I adore the maleness of his scent, the  firmness of his muscles, and his muscles aren’t the only thing that is firm. My hand finds his erection through his boxers. I grip it firmly and he moans with desire. 

He turns us both so my back is to the bed. He kneels before me and slowly eases my panties down my legs. He never rushes this part. He loves exposing me slowly. His hands on my hips push me gently back until I’m sitting on the bed, then, slowly, unhurriedly despite is need, he lifts each leg until my feet are on the bed beside my bum. I feel his breath on my wet sex. I know how much he likes my scent…all of my scent. At his request, I didn’t shower this morning. He wants me ‘au naturally’. 

The first touch of his finger travels up from the base of my clit to my clit. Again…and again…and again. Each time making me squirm, each time making me quite literally gush. 

Sometimes, when I feel the moment right, I will be the one kneeling in front of him taking him in my mouth and finishing him. Sometimes, it is necessary, but today, it is me who is unable to wait. His tongue focuses on my clit and circles it to perfection. My hands find his hair, and I grip him letting him know I’m there. He doesn’t stop, and I don’t even tell him, but then neither do I attempt to limit the ferocity of my first orgasm. I cum and squirt freely into his open mouth. 

He climbs up my body kissing as he goes, he enters me effortlessly and at once his full length is inside me while his girth stretches me to the point of stinging. He holds my face in both his hands and looks deeply into my eyes. In that unspoken moment, there is a question. I understand what he is asking me and I nod my head in acquiescence. 

He kisses me, and I taste myself on his lips and smell myself on his breath. He kisses my cheek once, twice, three times each one close to my ear as he begins to move inside me. I feel his breath on my ear and he whispered, “Oh, Alison…I love you so much.”

I wrap my legs around him and return the role. “Oh Chris…..make me pregnant. Cum inside me and make me swell.” Maybe I should have sucked him off first. I feel him suddenly stiffen and then those glorious pulses and I know he has cum inside me for the first time this afternoon. 

The first time? Oh yes, for there will be more. He lies heavily on top of me while I gently stroke his broad back. I feel him soften, although not by much. He will be ready again very quickly. 

We move fully onto the bed, lying side by side. I feel his semen running out of me and down my bum and into the sheet. More work for Dani. She is used to girl-cum covered sheets, but hasn’t had to deal with semen before…either as our housekeeper or in her own private life. I doubt she has ever seen it, or smelled it…or tasted it. 

Chris spoons behind me and I feel his urgency again. I press back against him and feel him slip between my legs. He finds my hole and slips inside. God, I love it from behind! It hits my g-spot perfectly making me feel like I need to pee, but in a totally sexual way. He moves deeply inside me and I reach behind to hold his hip and pull him towards me. He moves fully in, and then withdraws. The emptiness makes me mew with frustration, then I’m full again, then empty. 

Imperceptibly I feel him move. He presses against my bum hole. Since I am covered in girl cum and his cum, there is no need for extra lubrication. Anyway, I am used to anal now. His hand cups my right boob and he teases me by just pressing slightly against my bum, but when I press back against him, he moves back as well! 

I feel myself opening for him. I am so ready. Finally, as I push back, he simply stays where he is, and I can take him inside my tight, secret hole at my own pace. 

Once fully inside me, his hand roams down to my clit. He speaks again. This time, there is frustration in his head. Oh, I’m still ‘Alison’. I have no doubt about that whatsoever. But underlying the role play is his desire to be doing this with her, and a deep pent-up frustration at the months of enforced celibacy that has kept them apart. I have no doubt whatsoever that their first fuck after the baby arrives will be earth-shattering. 

“Alison….you fucking dirty cunt.” I’m into role immediately. “Oh…yes…..fuck me up the bum. Do it! Fucking screw me.!” He picks up speed, but I know he is still holding back. ‘Is that all? After all this time? Fucking do me….show me what you’ve got. Do me now, or that’s it! Game over!” 

“You think you’re going to walk away? I’m finishing up your fucking bum!”

I wriggle, pretending to want him to stop, he grabs me (hard) and slams into my bum. I respond, “Yes….fucking do me….fucking rape me you cunt.” The fucking I receive is both violent and amazing. His fingers on my clit are in total contrast to the pounding in my bum. They are gentle, yet perfect. “You’re going to make me cum…..cum with me….cum in my arse.” I couldn’t hold back even if I wanted to….I cum hard and feel Chris cum up my bum at the same time. Any girl will tell you that when her partner cums simultaneously with her, it makes the orgasm last forever. 

We lay together bathed in sweat for over an hour. He on his back, me tucked under his arm and him lightly stroking my side. For over an hour we just talk softly, but I know from the subtle way his stroking of me changes that he could cum again. Chris is amazingly virile.

I look down and see him begin to harden. This time, I take the lead. I get up from the bed and feel the last of him run down my inner thighs. I take him by the hand and lead him off the bed. By the time he is standing he is fully hard.

I put on my best ‘innocent schoolgirl’ voice. “I…I’ve never done this before….I’m only 15.” I sink to my knees and kneel in front of him. I take him into my mouth tentatively. Slowly. My tongue begins it’s dance with his manhood, and I make sure I look up at him with my round, innocent eyes. I also make sure I come right off the head of his cock each time, but leave my mouth open. I can sense the precise moment when I need to push a finger into his bum….deep into his bum. 

He cums, and I make certain he can see his semen arc across my lips and land in my mouth. I know he loves to see that. Three times he spurts and on the last time, I enclose him and suck as hard as I can. I know he can feel this deep in his balls. 

We dress, and walk downstairs. We haven’t used Emily and my bedroom…we never do. I tell Dani that the sheet needs changing in the second bedroom. She looks me up and down and smiles. I have no doubt that I smell of sex, and that my breath smells of semen, not that she’d know what it smells like. 

She flushes pink across her neck. She knows the arrangement, but I think it’s maybe too much for her to come to terms with. 

Chris leaves after a cup of coffee, although considering the amount of cum he has given me in the last two and a half hours, I think he should really be on intravenous rehydration. 

I go back upstairs and stand in the shower, reliving each moment. Yes, I do like and need cock. Unlike my lovely Emily, I am definitely bisexual. I love a good fucking whether it’s her or a man. 

I play the shower head between my legs, ensuring that the water penetrates me. Emily is always quick to reclaim me as hers after a session with Chris, and it’s unfair to make her taste semen. The water, of course has an additional effect and I feel myself wanting to cum again. This time, I lean against the shower wall, spread and bend my knees, and when the orgasm hits me, I let myself pee at the same time….I find that keeps the orgasm rolling along nicely. 

Girls are so lucky. We can cum and cum and cum repeatedly for pretty much as long as we like. Out there, somewhere, Chris’s body is wondering what hit it!

Until the next time!