Adam's Journey Pt. 15

She automatically moved her legs apart, but I continued to just tease, touching the soft inside of her thighs, the lower curve of her ass, occasionally letting a finger stray under the string of her thong and graze her tight little anus or the swollen lips of her pussy, but never staying or penetrating as she attempted to thrust herself onto my fingers.

I'm not sure if I was turning her or myself on more. I was rock hard and throbbing, leaking a puddle of semen into my shorts, and my balls felt like they were about to burst.

I was secretly glad that she had told me about her husband's little problem, it gave me a way to possibly impress his wife as he had been trying so hard to do with my woman by flaunting his wealth in front of Kristi. Strangely, I had mixed emotions about Kristi possibly being disappointed by Morgan.

I had to smile a little about the way she might react to his sexual inadequacy - she was likely to tell him exactly how unsatisfactory and unacceptable his premature spurting was - but I really wanted her to be happy and to enjoy her extracurricular activities. And to tell me all about them afterwards. Sick, I know that's sick.

I continued to suck and nuzzle at Rain's sweet little tits while my fingers explored her body further. I finally slid two fingers under her thong, from the rear, and gently parted her soft, wet, pussy lips. I slowly slipped one, then the other, inside of her, shallow, just to my first knuckle. She was slick, hot and wet, but oh so tight. The thought crossed my mind that it might be a little difficult to get my cock into her. And how incredibly good it would feel if I did.

I moved my fingers, just a little, and I could feel her trying to push herself further onto them, to get them deeper inside of her body. She moaned in my ear, and I felt her body shiver. "God, Adam, you're going to make me cum."

"Yes, I am. But not yet." I slid my fingers very slowly out of her, and she whimpered at the loss. I raised my slick wet fingers, coated with her sweet juices, to my lips, rubbing her wetness over my lips before sucking the remaining nectar from them.

I then pulled her face to mine and kissed her, letting her taste her own arousal. She was tentative at first, then hungry and eager, her tongue seeking every bit of her own essence. She bit and sucked at my lips, climbing into my lap and forcing me back against the sofa, and I wondered just what animal I had awakened here. I could be in trouble!

She began to tug and jerk at my shirt, trying to get it open and off. She succeeded in getting it unbuttoned and kissed and licked her way down my chest, biting my nipples painfully. It hurt so good!

She started to tug at my belt buckle, and I stopped her. "Here, let me stand up, this is never going to work like this."

She clambered off of me, and I stood. She pulled my shirt off and added it to the growing stack of clothes on the floor, then dropped to her knees in front of me and quickly unbuckled my belt and opened my button and zipper. She yanked my pants down and let them drop around my ankles, then reached up and grasped the big bulge in the front of my knit boxers, kneading me with both hands.

She just said "Ohhh, yes!" as she hooked her fingers under the elastic and stripped them off of me. My cock sprang out, about 90% hard and leaking slightly. She sat back on her heels and looked at me. "Ok, I was wrong. She'll be disappointed with Morgan's size after all!" She then straightened up and took me into her mouth, wrapping her left hand around my shaft, her right resting on my thigh.

Looking down, I noticed the big diamond wedding ring on the hand grasping my cock, and I noticed that her fingers did not come close to reaching all the way around me. Both turned me on tremendously, and I was now about 110% hard. You gotta love women with small hands, what an ego boost!

She continued to suck me, and now it was my turn to moan and groan a little, although she was also moaning in her arousal. She moved her right hand to my balls, squeezing and crushing them as best she could. I was having significant sexual overload, and began to wonder if I would last long enough to not embarrass myself.

She stopped suddenly, still holding my cock but disengaging her lips. "Morgan never makes it this far. If Kristi got her face this close to him he probably shot his load all over her!"

It was apparently the wrong thing to say - I don't know why, I liked the image - but it felt like someone had dumped ice over my crotch. She went back to sucking on me, unaware of the effect of her words, but I could feel myself losing my erection.

I tried. I thought erotic thoughts, I admired Rain's tight little body, I tried to mentally step back to where I had been moments before, but to no avail. Trying too hard seemed to only make it worse, and soon she noticed that I was going limp, although still thick and swollen. She let me slip from her lips, then flopped my cock back and forth with her hand. It looked like one of those big, soft rubber dongs, floppy instead of stiff.

"What's wrong Adam, are you OK? Did I do something wrong, or say something wrong?" Realization dawned on her. "Oh my god, I shouldn't have mentioned Morgan and Kristi, oh Adam, I'm so sorry."

"No Rain, it's not that." (I think it was) "I don't know what happened, I'm sure it will pass, it's not a big deal. Help me step out of these pants and we can get more comfortable."

She pushed my pants off my feet, then had me raise my feet, one at a time, so she could yank my socks off. She had undressed me to stark naked in the living room, and I was now wearing only my wristwatch. I glanced at it, without thinking, and she saw me do so. "Are we OK, do we have more time?"

I smiled at her. "We're fine. I figure we've got about an hour, longer if they stop somewhere."

She snorted. "Humph. They won't have to stop for long! Here, let me try playing with you a little more, OK?"

I sat down on the sofa and she went to work on me, licking and sucking my cock, sucking my balls into her mouth one at a time and giving them a tongue bath, but it didn't work. It felt incredible, I loved what she was doing to me, but my cock stayed at half-staff. I was deeply embarrassed, more so when she tried to be understanding and say it didn't matter. I knew better, I could see that she was disappointed, and I knew I would have to get much harder than this to be able to get into her tight pussy.

This had only ever happened to me once before, back when I was married, but I had been suffering with a nasty cold and was heavily doped up on cold remedies at the time so it was no surprise. Still, Lisa had not been kind about it.