Mercifully, Max noticed my distress and stopped the flow, pulling out of my mouth and giving me time and room to swallow. His cum tasted better than I ever even imagined. When the first instalment was swallowed and gone, I opened my mouth wide, yearning for more. Max was more than happy to deliver.
I licked his cock clean before sucking him back to full hardness. I loved the soft, warm throbbing of his cock in my mouth. Max tenderly massaged my tits as I did so. It all came together to make my pussy warm up like an inferno. I needed to be fucked right then and there or I was going to go insane.
As if reading my mind, Max took me gently by the shoulders and guided me down onto my back. He opened my legs with his warm, lovely hands, soft from a lifetime of office work.
“Be gentle,” I blurted, hoping I didn’t kill the mood.
“Of course, sweetheart.”
“No,” I said, wanting to make sure he really understood, “I mean it. I’m not a virgin or anything. It’s not that. I would love for you to fuck me hard, but I can’t. I-I have a back injury.”
Before he had time to respond, I unbuttoned my blouse the rest of the way, exposing my brace like a deep, dark secret.
“I can still walk and everything, you know, works. I just can’t be doing any vigorous physical activity or things will get really bad really fast. Lots of crying and screaming, and not in the good way. I – ”
Max touched his finger to my lips, causing me to fall silent mid-sentence. Oddly, I was actually relieved by the gentle look in his eyes.
“I’ll be careful. I promise. Is there a good position for you to be in?”
“Like this,” I said, “on my side. I can’t really do all fours or cowgirl or anything really fancy.”
“Duly noted,” he said, stroking my pussy, making me moan.
Once he’d gotten me relaxed, Max spread my pussy lips with his fingers and pressed the lovely warm head of his beautiful cock up against the opening of my tight little girlhood, slowly slipping it inside me.
It really was quite a snug fit, but not so much that it hurt. I could feel every move he made. The bulk of his magnificent cock stroked fluidly against my clit and g-spot at the same time. He pumped my tight little pussy with long, smooth strokes, making me feel like I was lifting up out of my physical body.
True to his word, Max was very careful and exceedingly thoughtful as he fucked me, making sure I was okay and never going harder than I could handle. The filling me with a warm gentle joy.
Working to a beautiful orgasm, Max slipped his cock out of me, continuing to stroke my clit, and brought his cock around to my mouth to unleash another massive load, that time in more manageable volleys. Four in all. Each well gone, my mouth open and ready for more before he graced me with the next delicious helping.
Gently repositioning me on the bed, he moved my legs, so I was laying straight up and down the length of the really nice mattress. Taking off his shirt so he was naked, Max climbed up onto the bed and held me, gracing my cheek with a soft kiss.
“How did you do that?” I asked, still stunned by his confident handling of me.
“Oh, my sister was in a wheelchair. Our mom was pretty useless as a parent, so I was doing most of the care when we were younger.”
“Is she okay now?”
“Oh, yeah, she’s doing great. I was talking about years ago when she was a kid. She got a lot stronger as she grew up. Now she can bench more than me. She works at a physical rehab center now.”
He was like an artichoke. I just keep peeling away one astounding leaf at a time. Getting down to the true heart of him with each layer.
It was like reverse jet lag. Rather than feeling fatigued, I felt really wonderful and alert. I woke up before the sun had risen. I looked at the clock realizing that it was 4 in the morning. We had been asleep for four hours, yet I wasn’t tired at all.
I looked over at Max, sleeping soundly beside me. Kissing him gently on the cheek, I got up carefully off of the bed and started looking for my skirt in the morning dark.
“Going somewhere?”
“Oh geez!”
“You okay, baby?” Max asked, getting quickly out of bed, laying his hand on my back.
“Yeah, I’m okay. You just startled me is all. I thought you were asleep.”
“I was. I have a kind of sixth sense. It only works with people I love.”
The kiss came out of nowhere but felt really right. Our tongues moved together with a sweet synchronicity, as though we could read each other’s minds. It was something I could really get used to.