She continues to use my bell end to pleasure herself, and she puts an arm around me.
“Like that,” she says. “Do you think you can manage?”
“I think I can manage,” I tell her and I take over, my hand guiding the tip of my dick against her bud, and her arms are around me hard and tight and she’s gasping for air.
“That’s it,” she says. “I’m almost there…”
With a sound that I’m not sure I’ve ever quite heard before, Emma comes harder than I’ve ever seen her come. Really, it’s quite the compliment.
She’s clutching at my back and I can feel a rush of warm wetness with my sex.
“Ho-ly sh-it,” she whines in a quiet, higher voice.
Her body is shaking and it all happens so fast that it takes me a minute to realize what just happened.
“Well, I’ve never done that before,” she says, as her hands tense and go lax more slowly now.
“How did it feel?” she asks.
She giggles. “How did it look like it felt?”
“Fair enough,” I answer, and just once more, I run the head of me over her clit before I ease inside of her. She’s so wet that I’m all the way in on the first push.
Female ejaculation is a wonderful thing.
Inside her, now, I’m off in my own little reality.
Everyone says they know when they’ve met someone special because the same things will feel different and everything just gets unexplainably better. To tell you the truth, I always assumed it was one of those lies people tell themselves, but as I move in and out of Emma, all of our clothes still on, I can’t remember ever being so thoroughly gripped by pleasure and affection.
“You feel amazing,” I tell her, and she kisses my lips hungrily.
“I’ve never come like that before,” she says. “I think we’re going to have to try doing that again before we’re done.”
The amateur move is to immediately agree and go right back to what brought her that feeling, but one should never underestimate the power of surprise.
Her shoulders are resting back against the cupboards, and I’m pulling the top of her dress down to expose her breasts, one and then the other.
She clutches her breasts in her hands and looks up at me as if to say that she’s ready, and so I pull out and masturbate her with the tip of my cock.
“Ohmygod,” she says, pitching forward, and sooner than I would have thought possible, she’s coming again.
The floor is wet around me, and I’m trying to keep my head.
“You know,” I tell her, “I’ve never been with anyone who could do that.”
“You know,” she says, “I had no idea that I could.”
I smile and kiss her on the cheek, and as she pulls away, just that look on her face full of nothing but pure enjoyment, absolute satisfaction, fills me up in a way I’ve never experienced, and before I know it, the words are just coming out, “I love you.”
“You…what?” she asks, looking up at me as if I just used a phrase with which she’s entirely unfamiliar.
I’m just a deer stuck in the headlights.
Chapter Fifteen
Flashing Lights
Emma