He thrusts deeply and tenses, his whole body quivering slightly. Then I feel it. His cum spreads like fire deep inside me, filling me to the brim. The sensation is too much, and pushes me over the edge again. I cry out as my second orgasm, stronger than the first, pulses through me. He groans, my pussy tightening around him again as he continues to spurt cum deep within me. He lowers himself so that he’s laying over me and nuzzles my neck, holding me close as his last sprays of cum are released. I breath heavily, still shaking and involuntarily moving due to my orgasm. He smiles and kisses me, licking my bottom lip before nibbling it softly. He knows that I love that. I moan softly in his mouth and wrap my arms around his shoulder again as our tongues dance, intertwined. I’m suddenly very tired, and he rests his head on the pillow, with my face resting against his neck and shoulders. It’s not long before I black out, falling asleep with him still semi-hard inside of me. My last conscious thought before I doze off is that I love this man.
I awake early the next morning to him tracing one hand over my naked ribs. He’s smiling at me and kisses my forehead. He sets up the shower for me and gives me his body wash to use. It smells just like his cologne. I quickly wash and get dressed, and then he walks me home. The sun is barely beginning to rise, and my family is still fast asleep. This was the first of many sexual nights to come.
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