“Enough. That’s enough,” she gasped.
We lay entwined like that for several minutes. My cock was still stiff as a flag pole, but I didn’t mind. I was incredibly happy that I had been able to pleasure Cassie in a way that was all about her, and not about me. I felt I owed her after our earlier sessions.
“Are you sure you’ve never done that before,” she asked with wry smile. “That was fantastic.”
“Scout’s honor,” I replied.
“Well, if there’s a scouting badge for that, you deserve it. Now, let’s take care of this big boy right here,” she said, reaching down between my legs and encircling my erection with her hand. “Make love to me, Kyle.”
She looked at me earnestly as she guided the head of my cock to her entrance. I understood the importance of her words. This was going to be a coupling of partners, not frantic fucking. I slowly drove the crown of my cock past her lips, and slipped in smoothly until I was completely lodged inside her, staring deep into her eyes the entire time. I paused to let her adjust to my size, kissing her lightly on her cheek and ear. She smiled up at me.
“You feel so good in there baby.”
I slowly withdrew and then firmly pushed back into her, paused again, and then repeated the stroke. I was entranced once again by her green eyes, framed by her curls that were cast about her pillow almost like a boudoir photograph. Cassie wrapped her legs around by butt and tried to pull me in even deeper. Propping myself up on my elbows, I started to pick up the pace, still feeding the entire length of my tool in and out of her vagina. I angled my hips so that I could make contact with her clit, grinding my cock over it again and again. Cassie was starting to mewl with pleasure. We hadn’t broken eye contact from the moment I entered her.
“I’m going to cum again,” she said. She dropped a hand down between her legs, found her clit and began to rub it. I was on the edge myself, but I was determined to hold off until Cassie’s orgasm took hold. I didn’t have to wait long.
“Cumming,” Cassie blurted, as once again her shoulders hunched and her legs went stiff. She stared at me wide-eyed. Her mouth was open but no sound came out.
I continued to steadily plow into her as she came. I could feel her vagina grip my cock with rippling contractions. Two or three more strokes and then I groaned as I shoved my cock in as far as it would go and started to shoot, basting her cervix with my load. We collapsed together, covered with a sheen of sweat and struggling to breath. Eventually, I rolled off of her, my softening cock falling from her pussy with a soft plop. I pulled the sheets back up over us and we lay next to each other on our backs. Cassie reached down between us and took my hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.
“I could get used to that,” she said.
“It was good?” I asked.
“It was great. Everything tonight was.”
“I’m glad. I wanted it to be special.” I paused, afraid to say the next words out loud. “Cassie, I think I um, I think I’m in love with you,” I managed to spit out. She rolled onto to her side to face me. She looked at me for a moment and then leaned over and gave me a long kiss.
“I think I’m in love with you too,” she replied with a smile. She nestled her head on my shoulder and started to play with the hairs on my chest. We didn’t say anything for quite a while. Cassie finally broke the silence.
“Well, I could use a little freshening up. You want to run to the bathroom and then we can come back and watch a movie?” So we both threw on some clothes and made our way down the hall. When we returned, we stripped right back down and snuggled into her bed with the TV remote. We eventually turned off the lights and went to sleep. Cassie was spooned into me, snoring lightly. The moonlight came in through the window and cast a soft glow on her face. I wished that I could freeze that moment in time. I fell asleep, content and thankful.
Saturday morning we were awakened by rain battering the window. They were big drops, driven by a cold wind. Low gray clouds were scuttling across the sky. It was definitely a day to stay indoors. I was glad we didn’t have any study groups scheduled at the library. Cassie and I had moved in our sleep so that we were now laying back to back.
“Boy did the weather ever turn,” Cassie said quietly. “Good day to stay in and study I guess.” She rolled over and wiggled up against me. “Will you keep me warm?” she asked as she pulled me closer, throwing a leg over mine and pressing her breasts against my back. My cock began to stir.
“I’d be happy to.”
“Good. That’s what lovers do.” She started to nuzzle and kiss me on the back of my neck. At the same time, she reached down and grabbed my cock, which was rapidly getting hard. “Mmmmmm. What do we have here?” she snickered, as she slowly started to jack my rod. I didn’t say anything in response. I just lay there and concentrated on the sensations.
“I have an idea,” Cassie said. “How about we both have some breakfast?”
“Now?” I was disappointed that she wasn’t going to continue to stroke me.
“Yes, now. Lay on your back.”
“What do you mean?”
“Lay on your back, and I’ll give you something to eat.”
I did what I was told, and began to understand the joke when Cassie moved up and knelt with one leg on either side of my head. She leaned forward onto her hands and looked back between her hanging breasts at me.
“See? Breakfast,” she said. She lowered her mound to my mouth, while at the same time she wrapped her lips around my erection and sucked it into her mouth.
I reflexively groaned with pleasure, and then set about trying to latch my tongue to her slit. The sixty-nine position was obviously new to me, and I struggled to adjust my head so that I had a good angle. Try as I might, the difference in our heights meant I had to crane my neck forward to make any contact. I moved a pillow to prop my head up, but it wasn’t enough.
“Cassie, I can’t really reach,” I was forced to admit. She paused her sucking and spun herself around on top of me.
“That’s okay. I need you in me anyway.”
She moved her pussy over my raging hard-on and guided the tip to her opening. With her eyes closed, she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. She sighed as she took most of my tool inside her. Then she opened her eyes and began to very slowly ride me.
“I guess we need some practice on the sixty-nine thing,” she said.
“There are worse things to have to practice,” I replied with a smile. “God this feels good Cassie.”
“Hmmmmm,” she moaned softly. “It sure does.”
Cassie started to pick up the pace, her hair swinging as she bounced up and down. I reached up and gently started to twist both her nipples, which were as hard as pebbles. She threw back her head and moaned. She was riding me hard now, completely burying my cock in her pussy on the downstrokes. I started to spear upwards as she pushed down. She was grunting now, in rhythm with the fucking she was absorbing. I pinched her nipples harder which made her gasp with surprise. A guttural growl escaped her lips, as she violently bounced on my cock. I felt her vagina start to contract, and she rode me even faster.
“Ahhhhhhhhh, cummmminnnngggg, cummminggg,” she almost screamed as her pussy started to powerfully spasm. That’s all it took for me.
“Me too. Me too,” I panted as I unloaded in her. It felt like a cannon blast, I came so hard.
Cassie was still riding me, but her pace was slowing as her orgasm began to fade. She eventually collapsed on my chest with my cock still inside her. A mixture of her juices and my jism dribbled down my balls.
“You’re getting pretty good at this Kyle, you know?” she said with a wink.
“I like to think I’m a fast learner,” I replied.
“Hmmmmmm. Lucky me,” Cassie said as she nuzzled my neck.
“I think I’m the lucky one,” I countered. I gave her a gentle hug and stroked her hair away from her face. “So what do you say we go get a real breakfast?”
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