Circumstances, Regret, Reunion Ch. 02

She watched his face disappear as he lowered himself to her. She could only see the top of his head in the candlelight, as she felt him begin to kiss her inner thighs. She strained her neck to watch him, and after a moment of kissing around the subject, his tongue found her clitoris. He immediately began sucking and flicking his tongue upon it, and she lowered her head back down onto the bed.

His oral skills soon proved to be too much for her, and she was on the verge of orgasm. He raised himself away from her mound for an instant, feeling her tremble in pleasure, then voraciously resumed. He began lapping at her opening, his tongue delving into her slit as deep as it could, lapping at her now flowingjuices.

Within seconds of this she let out a loud moan.

"Oh God...I'm going to cum! She cried.

He raised his mouth again. "Yes baby, give in. Take your pleasure. Come for me."

She threw head back as he resumed his tongue assault upon her, panting in sexual ecstasy, her moans and cries increasing as her orgasm built to its peak.

He felt her tremble as the orgasm overtook her, felt her pull against his hands, then he increased both his grip and pull on her wrists, and the intensity of his tongue thrusts into her vagina.

She immediately responded with a louder, deeper moan, and began trying to buck against him. She twisted her upper body to one side, her orgasm at its strongest, and seeming to get stronger. He continued this for a full minute, listening with pleasure at her moans and cries of pleasure. He also sensed his own manhood, engorged beyond what it had been in years. He drew his midsection away from the bed, as he felt certain that if his cock rubbed the bedspread, he would explode into it.

He finally released her hands from his own, and brought his right hand up to finger her clit, while he pushed his tongue into her as far as he could, maneuvering it along her pulsating walls, tasting her flowing juices. She kept her hands beneath her for a few seconds, then pulled them out with effort to place them on the thing that was giving her indescribable pleasure.

"I can't stop coming" she cried out, then arched her back as he began thrusting in and out with his tongue, and inserted one finger into her, where they began to work in tandem on her pulsating womanhood.

She arched her back as far as she could, her head almost completely upside down on the bedspread, guttural moans escaping her lips.

He sensed that he could no longer continue without coming himself and removed his face and hand from her opening. He stood, and watched her body writhe in pleasure atop his bed. His own cock pulsated, his hard on so strong it almost hurt.

He watched her for a full two minutes, as she slowly came down from her orgasm. She was vaguely aware that he was no longer touching her, but her head was very light, and the room seemed to be spinning, as if she had drank a bottle of wine in the span of a minute.

"Are you OK?" He finally asked, as he noticed her writhing diminish.

"Take me, Fuck me!" she cried out

"I will not last long."

"I don't care, cum inside me, give it to me." She pleaded, still on the verge of orgasm.

He got back into the bed, threw his arms around her and pulled her to the center. Her legs felt like putty, but she spread them in anticipation. He kissed her lips deeply, and tasting her own juices on his tongue seemed to begin another accent toward cumming, as she had never tasted herself.

He mounted and positioned himself, then she took his cock and guided him to her opening. Just her touch alone almost brought him to orgasm, but he steeled his will, and thrust deep into her.

She gasped loudly as he filled her, then felt him raise up and begin thrusting, his fully engorged seven inches sliding easily in and out. He knew he could not last long.

"God yes, Fuck me! Give it to me." She screamed, her head thrown back as sexual ecstasy welled up again within her.

"I can't last much longer lover, you're too much." He said softly, trying desperately to last as long as he could.

He could feel her squeeze his manhood as he thrust slowly, then faster. She rose up to meet his thrusts twice, and when she grabbed his ass and began pulling him into her, he felt himself reach the peak again.

"I can't hold back." He moaned.

As if on cue, she dug her fingers into his ass, squeezing hard, and he thrust his full length into her. She threw her head back again, moaning as another orgasm swept over her. As he felt her walls squeeze his manhood as she came, he began spurting into her.

Both of them emitting primal moans of pleasure, he emptied into her another large load. She felt it surge into her, then began to ooze from her, as he spurted his cum. Finally done, he collapsed on top of her, both of them reveling in the others trembling post orgasm weakness.

They lay together, his softening manhood still inside her, catching their breath. The sheen of sweat both had developed during the act began to dry. He kissed her head and cheeks repeatedly. After five minutes of recuperating, he retreated from her.

They lay on their backs atop the bedspread. "Are you OK?" he asked again.

"Yes, better than OK. That was indescribable."

"I'm glad you enjoyed."

"How was it for you?"

" Hmmmm, a long time fantasy come true."

" Your fantasy? Good Lord, you did all the work."

" I'll explain later. Right now, I have to pee." He finished.

"So do I." she exclaimed.

"Ladies first."

They arose from the bed, Amy heading naked to the bathroom. Steve thought of putting on his pajama bottoms again, but did not. He walked naked into the kitchen, retrieved two bottles of green tea and returned to the bedroom. Amy returned a moment later, and Steve went to the bathroom. When he returned, she had put her night shirt back on, but left it unbuttoned.

He pulled the spread back, found the huge wet spot atop it and pulled the spread off. The sheet below was mildly damp. He grabbed another warm comforter from the closet and came back to find her already nestled below the sheet. He spread the comforter across the bed, walked over and blew out the candle, then climbed in and worked himself behind her, pulling her smaller body to him. He adjusted the pillows, and they lay there together, her back tucked into his chest, his chin resting on her head, and his now soft manhood, nestled in the silky material of her nightshirt, at her butt.

"I am exhausted." She whispered.

"So am I. I believe this means we did each other right don't you think."

"I believe so."

They lay there together for a few minutes, relaxation taking over. He felt her heartbeat in the darkness, and had a contentment come over him that he had not experienced for a long time.

She felt safe and warm wrapped in his arms. She also felt a satisfaction and contentment like never before.

Within a few minutes, the exhaustion of the long day, and the amazing sex they had produced won out, relaxation ended, and sleep began to take over.

She looked at the clock by the bed just before she closed her eyes and fell asleep. The digital display read 2:12 AM.

"I love you." She whispered.

Steve said nothing, but pulled her body closer and tighter to his own, and kissed the top of her head lightly.

With the snow falling outside heavily, sleep took them over.