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21/11/2007
Please read part one first
I'm a writer and I wrote story for a 'holiday competition' at another site using the delightful pix Gina1981 sent in with her dare called "Cybersex With Them All." I will change the names to protect the guilty but her pix were a great inspiration...
PS I am willing to write specific fantasy stories for any woman willing to swap pix for them.
Her quiet moans and the urgent undulations from her hips were like Spanish fly and I clung to her as if I had some fear she might try to bolt from me.
"Wait!" She whispered into my open mouth.
"What?"
"I don't. I don't..." Her breath left her in a rush. "Um... I haven't been with um..." She cleared her throat. "Um..."
I smiled and pressed her body into mine, tightly. "Everybody in the touring company has to have a blood test every six months, okay?" She nodded her head against my chest. "Not that I need one," I continued. "I haven't been with a woman in... in a while." I finished.
"How come? You're a great looking guy and..." She pulled back slightly to look up at me.
"When I was on tour with the band I found my release in 'many' women and 'much' drugs. When the band went under, I found myself in the bottle. Then I started gigging again and... wanted to be the perfect physical specimen. You know, working out and all that. Then it... was all things intellectual. I wanted... to be an egghead.
"After that I had a girlfriend for about 5 years. I never cheated on her. Not once. But that ended about three years ago and then... music became my sole refuge..." I shook my head.
"Gigging 300 nights a year, some times two shows a day... and so I haven't been with anybody in a while."
"How long?"
"About three years."
"Why not?" She whispered.
I sighed heavily. "There's nothing more disheartening than watching a former rock and roll idol, with his arms tightly wrapped around a couple of adoring gray-haired widows from Florida, swapping stories about their colons." I sucked in a quick breath to speak but stopped.
Finally, I answered. "I guess I've been suffering from ego cancer." I shook my head again. "Or maybe the soul... I don't know..."
"What's that mean?"
"I've been playing in the background so long... I'm starting to feel like the background. If the drums aren't there somebody's gonna notice. Lead guitar, singer... same thing. But if the bass player doesn't make the gig nobody but the manager is gonna notice."
"Maybe it's time to be 'Dave'... and not 'the bass player' any longer."
I looked into her eyes and leaned into a deep satisfying kiss with Gina. Picking her up off the floor I felt her legs wrap around my waist and I was able to easily haul her into the bedroom where I fell onto the bed, her still entwined on me.
"Um..." There was a slight tremble in Gina's voice. She swallowed hard before she went on. "My ex-husband was... really big and... uh it was usually kinda quick... and not always... satisfying." Gina softly whispered the last word. A plaintive look in her eyes touched me.
"Gina, I'm not 'really big' and I promise I'll do everything I can to make it... satisfying." Her eyes searched mine before she pulled me into her kiss.
I let my hands roam up and down her ribcage until I slowly began to circle her breasts. She arched her back to allow my hands under her sweater. A quick tug and I flipped her top to the floor and I played with the clasp of her bra until it popped free.
Well-formed even breasts greeted my exploring hands in the dim light. Puffy nipples, larger than I expected, with a dark halo surrounding her raised pink aureole, rose up above the smooth expanse of her pale breast. Her breathing was labored now.
A tickle from my tongue, painting short vertical strokes across her nipple, brought a hiss from her throat and prompted her aureole to tighten and wrinkle, lifting her tiny bud to my mouth. I sucked it deep inside, like I was starving.
"Oh God." She moaned before she pushed my face from her warmth. "When I was breast feeding Craig I thought I was a pervert because it felt so damn good." I smiled and slipped from her grasp to suckle at her again, gnawing gently on her flesh.
"Jeez," she hissed as her head burrowed into the pillow. I turned my attention to her other breast and got the same reaction. Gina was a most responsive woman. It might have been her age or maybe her ex-husband was in a hurry but I was surprised that her physical pleasure had not been stirred given her body's response to my actions, this night.
I jumped up quickly, leaving Gina panting, so I could peel off my shirt.
Her palm slid down my chest and stomach while she let her fingers dance over the remaining ripples I had invested so much time and effort to create years earlier. "Damn. You look good, Dave."
"Bless you," I chuckled. I slid behind her with my back against the headboard and I pulled her back flush to my chest so I could better explore her tantalizing breasts. Nipping at her exposed neck I let my fingers gently twist the nub of her nipple. Reaching back, Gina dug her fingernails into my scalp pulling my mouth into the hollow of her neck that she now offered up to me so willingly.
Short panting breaths from this sweet woman fired my ardor. I wanted to make her feel ultimate delight. I needed to make her feel alive and like a sexual being.
My right hand drifted to the top of her jeans, plucking at the buttons, while my left hand rubbed across the top of her puffy bosom, each finger bouncing over her nub in turn. Her fingernails dug into my forearm.
"Hurry," she whispered pressing me to undo her pants and fondle her sex.
I've never considered myself to be a sexual maven, but Gina made me feel like the god of carnal delight. I had never been as excited as I was right then. A beautiful, funny, pleasing woman was responding to my touch in a way that would make any man tremble.
I could not take it any longer. I shoved Gina over and leaped from the bed where I ripped open her pants and practically yanked them off her slim legs. She kicked at the pants as if they were on fire. Then she slid her simple cotton panties down to her ankles where she flicked them across the room with one kick. Her body was sleek and inviting with a singular gentle curve that started parallel to her bellybutton and ended at her knees. As pleasant as her face was her body was greater.
I knelt between her legs and slowly lowered my face towards the small stripe of dark hair that would guide me to heaven.
"Um..." There was some trepidation in her tone. "I've never had... um... you know... that," She swallowed hard as I inched closer to her feminine well. A well that called to me with a simple sweet scent of female lust. A delicate aroma not overpowering or fishy but pleasing and plain. Plain desire.
Her eyes grew wide as I neared my target. My tongue peeled apart the sticky resistance of her swollen puss. Searching her vertical lips I found my prize quickly and she knew the instant I had.
"Uhn!" Gina yanked my face away from her trembling flesh so she could search my eyes with hers. After a moment and several panting breaths she shoved my face roughly back to her sex where I might taste her honey.
"Jeez!" Her back arched and her heels dug into the mattress. I slapped my palm onto her slim belly to control her bucked hips while my tongue dug into her slippery warm folds.
Slapping at her clitoris with my tongue was sending this sweet woman into orbit and I knew then I was the god of carnal delights, even if only in Gina's world. I knew I could live a lifetime with that.
"Wait! Stop!" she growled but I could feel her approach to ecstasy and I would not be deterred. A squeak from deep in her chest slipped out causing me to insinuate myself deeper into her sticky sex while she strained to free herself from my grasp.
Her feet kicked at the mattress and her tiny fists balled up the sheets. When the veins in her neck bulged, holding her breath like she would never breathe again, I knew I would make this woman experience the ultimate physical joy.
Her entire frame shook, bouncing the bed beneath her body, while she still tried, in vain, to push my face away from her overstimulated sex. Twisting her head violently back and forth now, I watched as her mouth fell wide open, though silent.
"Jeez!" A hiss burst forth at last and her twisting body finally broke free of my grasp. Her feet continued to kick at the bed pushing her away from me like she might back up the headboard and then the walls.
"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" She begged between pants. She put her hand up to cover her eyes while repeating "Ohmigod" over and over. Her body still trembled, when she was finally able to open her eyes and stare down at me.
"Oh... my... God..." she chuckled now. "That was... every bit as good as I hoped it would be." Now, Gina laughed loudly. "Whoo!" I hushed her quickly which only made her giggle more.
"Dave, that... was... fun..." she finished bobbing her head with each word, a smile still painted across her pretty face. She collapsed back onto the bed and sighed aloud.
Now, it was my turn. I slid off the bed and stood up quickly. Gina turned her head to watch me as I peeled off my pants. When my erection bobbed free a slow smile came to her face.
"I can handle that," she boasted. Her hand quickly wrapped around my cock. "That's a reasonable size." She leaned forward and kissed my glans. Looking up into my eyes she asked, "How big are you?"
"Does that matter?"
"No," she answered with a giggle.
"I'm seven inches..."
"Damn. That's all I needed," she finished, before she slipped my glans inside her warm mouth to suckle on me. She bobbed forward but quickly gagged and pulled away to clear her throat.
"Ahem... Sorry, I'm out of practice." She smiled at me.
I moved onto the bed so I could press her figure back to the mattress and make sweet love to her.
When the tip of my cock pressed against her wet opening she whispered, "Really, I'm not very big, so go slow."
I nodded and thrust forward. Her body yielded, her eyes staring directly into mine as I entered her. I pulled back to her entrance and pushed forward again. Her body allowed more of my flesh inside her. Again I pulled back and thrust hard between her open legs. Gina's mouth opened just as her eyes closed. One more time and I filled her. I flexed and pushed to her depths. She flinched.
"Careful," she whispered, her eyes only slits now.
With each thrust from my hips I could feel her sticky sex clinging to my flesh, hanging on to me as though letting me slip away with deepest regrets. Every time I pushed forward again I felt her body open up to me, welcoming me back into her accommodating warmth. She sighed now each time I plumbed the deepest regions of her body.
Hers was a sweetest love and as I increased my rhythm her mouth opened completely and I was drawn into it, falling forward so our mouths could embrace and our tongues could entwine. Her hands clutched at the back of my head as though she wanted to consume me completely.
Small grunts told me she was approaching a climax. I wanted to share that moment but I was nowhere near satisfied that I had taken all she could give. Gritting her teeth and pushing my face from hers roughly she whined into my chest as she rolled over the top of her peak. Panting into my skin she whispered again: this time the words were not words at all but the ravings of a woman's passion.
I continued to press myself inside her yielding body building my own climax. I felt it approaching and I tucked Gina's delicate knees under my shoulders and attacked her open loins.
"Wait, slow down!" she begged but I could not. She was sucking me inside her with every thrust. I pounded away at her.
"Okay, now." Her voice was barely a whimper.
I let loose with the passion of my entire life filling her with all the love I could muster. Her flesh spasmed on mine, milking me of every drop of emotion I would ever have. A roaring in my ears drown out the world and for that moment it was only Gina, and only me, and only us: me wrapped tightly in her warmth and her clinging to my offering.
When I could finally open my eyes again, I saw Gina beneath me, panting, her head still buried in the pillow. I fell on her in search of her mouth. When we found each other she sucked my tongue in where she could milk it as her sex had milked my cock moments before.
Gina continued to breathe heavily for several moments until she started to giggle. Wrapping her legs around my waist tightly so I could not escape, she giggled louder, before she leaned into me and slapped her open palms onto my ass cheeks, her face pressed against my chest. And still she laughed. Then her body went completely limp and she fell back onto the bed.
"Whoa," she whispered staring at the ceiling. "That was great..." She began giggling again. I leaned in and kissed away her giggles.
I don't know what the record for lovemaking is: but Gina and I at least earned an honorable mention that evening. After each time, we would both hiss and beg for mercy. But within minutes found ourselves joined for yet another series of orgasms that seemed not to connect us just physically but spiritually. I could have died at that moment and went to heaven a contented man.
We had made love for the umpteenth time and after our mutual climax I rolled over holding my sweet Gina so I was still inside her and she could rest on top of me. We must have fallen asleep. I awoke to gentle music and thought for a moment that maybe I had died and gone to heaven. But then I realized it was only the clock radio bringing the two of us back to planet earth.
Gina drew in a deep sleepy breath and nuzzled her face back into my chest. A tiny giggle escaped her lips as she rocked her hips gently against mine and I realized I was still buried inside her. My flesh responded quickly and I chuckled quietly, pressing my palms into her firm ass.
She quietly moaned, "God, I'm so sore... but don't you dare stop that."
"At least close the door, you animals." Craig's voice broke the silence punctuated by the slamming of the bedroom door. Gina and I laughed loudly.
Gina was in a hurry so we could only share a warm and delightful shower. She was more than happy to let me wash her entire body with care and affection. She hugged my head to her breasts and kissed the top of my head repeatedly as I tenderly soaped and cleansed every inch of her slim body.
Of course, I had a raging woody despite the discomfort from our marathon lovemaking session. Gina leaned over as she stepped out of the water and kissed my glans, promising to "deal with you later."
I stepped out of the bathroom as she finished dressing.
"I get a break at one. We can come back here real quick if you want." She smiled slyly at me.
I grinned back at her. "I'm not sure I can wait that long."
Gina rushed forward and kissed me deeply before she pushed me to arms' length. "I've got to go!" She hurried out.
I could hear Craig and Gina speak to one another but I couldn't hear the words. I heard Gina say, "Shut up," and then she giggled. I loved the sound of her giggle. It tugged at something inside me.
I dressed and slowly wandered out of the bedroom knowing I'd have to face Craig. I stood awkwardly in the kitchen watching Craig chase a stray Apple Jack with his spoon. Neither of us spoke.
I moved to the front door and with my hand on the knob I searched my mind for some witty repartee to exchange with the young man.
"There was a call last night from the hotel." Craig looked up from his empty cereal bowl. "Some of the kids complained about the noise." He smiled at me. Then he laughed out loud.
I paused. I could feel the smirk on my face. "I'll uh... see you later."
Craig raised his eyebrows. "I hope so."
When I arrived at the dining room I saw Bobbie and his girl on their usual table: table three. He was shaking a can of whipped cream when I entered. They both glanced up at me before they went back to their festivities.
Bobby aimed the can at their joined sex and pulled the trigger. The beautiful girl shrieked wildly.
"Damn, that's cold," she giggled.
I saw Gina's pretty face framed in the circular window of the swinging doors that led into the kitchen and I swear she blushed. She was too cute for words.
Arriving beside my table she smirked, trying not to look at me, and flipped open her order pad.
"May I help you, sir?"
"You already have. Last night was the best I've ever had."
Gina turned three shades of red and bit her lip, still trying not to look at me.
"Me too," she said softly, before she peered into my eyes.
"Well, I'll have the Lumberjack Belly Buster. I'm starved." I said loudly
"Oh yeah. There was a message for you at the front desk."
I shrugged. "Probably just the company beggin' me to get back to work."
"Don't you wanna read it?" She asked.
"Nah. What would you think if I hung around for a while and learned how to install snow chains?"
Gina bit her lip as tears filled her eyes to the brim. She flicked the tears away with her thumb, sniffed, and swallowed hard. "I think it'd great..." she squeaked. "I'll get your order."
She turned and walked past the table where Bobbie now had his mistress spread across the formica and he was banging away at her wide spread body.
Gina snatched up the whipped cream can and shoved it fast against his butt, hitting the button to fill his cheeks full of the creamy goo.
"Hey, Gina! That shit's cold!" He shouted over his shoulder as she walked away.
His girlfriend fell back on the table and shrieked with laughter.
I fought back a smile as Gina strolled towards the kitchen, tossing the whipped cream can into the trash. She pushed open the swinging doors, and yelled," I need a Lumberjack and new can of whipped cream. Come on, let's move!"
I'm a writer and I wrote story for a 'holiday competition' at another site using the delightful pix Gina1981 sent in with her dare called "Cybersex With Them All." I will change the names to protect the guilty but her pix were a great inspiration...
PS I am willing to write specific fantasy stories for any woman willing to swap pix for them.
Her quiet moans and the urgent undulations from her hips were like Spanish fly and I clung to her as if I had some fear she might try to bolt from me.
"Wait!" She whispered into my open mouth.
"What?"
"I don't. I don't..." Her breath left her in a rush. "Um... I haven't been with um..." She cleared her throat. "Um..."
I smiled and pressed her body into mine, tightly. "Everybody in the touring company has to have a blood test every six months, okay?" She nodded her head against my chest. "Not that I need one," I continued. "I haven't been with a woman in... in a while." I finished.
"How come? You're a great looking guy and..." She pulled back slightly to look up at me.
"When I was on tour with the band I found my release in 'many' women and 'much' drugs. When the band went under, I found myself in the bottle. Then I started gigging again and... wanted to be the perfect physical specimen. You know, working out and all that. Then it... was all things intellectual. I wanted... to be an egghead.
"After that I had a girlfriend for about 5 years. I never cheated on her. Not once. But that ended about three years ago and then... music became my sole refuge..." I shook my head.
"Gigging 300 nights a year, some times two shows a day... and so I haven't been with anybody in a while."
"How long?"
"About three years."
"Why not?" She whispered.
I sighed heavily. "There's nothing more disheartening than watching a former rock and roll idol, with his arms tightly wrapped around a couple of adoring gray-haired widows from Florida, swapping stories about their colons." I sucked in a quick breath to speak but stopped.
Finally, I answered. "I guess I've been suffering from ego cancer." I shook my head again. "Or maybe the soul... I don't know..."
"What's that mean?"
"I've been playing in the background so long... I'm starting to feel like the background. If the drums aren't there somebody's gonna notice. Lead guitar, singer... same thing. But if the bass player doesn't make the gig nobody but the manager is gonna notice."
"Maybe it's time to be 'Dave'... and not 'the bass player' any longer."
I looked into her eyes and leaned into a deep satisfying kiss with Gina. Picking her up off the floor I felt her legs wrap around my waist and I was able to easily haul her into the bedroom where I fell onto the bed, her still entwined on me.
"Um..." There was a slight tremble in Gina's voice. She swallowed hard before she went on. "My ex-husband was... really big and... uh it was usually kinda quick... and not always... satisfying." Gina softly whispered the last word. A plaintive look in her eyes touched me.
"Gina, I'm not 'really big' and I promise I'll do everything I can to make it... satisfying." Her eyes searched mine before she pulled me into her kiss.
I let my hands roam up and down her ribcage until I slowly began to circle her breasts. She arched her back to allow my hands under her sweater. A quick tug and I flipped her top to the floor and I played with the clasp of her bra until it popped free.
Well-formed even breasts greeted my exploring hands in the dim light. Puffy nipples, larger than I expected, with a dark halo surrounding her raised pink aureole, rose up above the smooth expanse of her pale breast. Her breathing was labored now.
A tickle from my tongue, painting short vertical strokes across her nipple, brought a hiss from her throat and prompted her aureole to tighten and wrinkle, lifting her tiny bud to my mouth. I sucked it deep inside, like I was starving.
"Oh God." She moaned before she pushed my face from her warmth. "When I was breast feeding Craig I thought I was a pervert because it felt so damn good." I smiled and slipped from her grasp to suckle at her again, gnawing gently on her flesh.
"Jeez," she hissed as her head burrowed into the pillow. I turned my attention to her other breast and got the same reaction. Gina was a most responsive woman. It might have been her age or maybe her ex-husband was in a hurry but I was surprised that her physical pleasure had not been stirred given her body's response to my actions, this night.
I jumped up quickly, leaving Gina panting, so I could peel off my shirt.
Her palm slid down my chest and stomach while she let her fingers dance over the remaining ripples I had invested so much time and effort to create years earlier. "Damn. You look good, Dave."
"Bless you," I chuckled. I slid behind her with my back against the headboard and I pulled her back flush to my chest so I could better explore her tantalizing breasts. Nipping at her exposed neck I let my fingers gently twist the nub of her nipple. Reaching back, Gina dug her fingernails into my scalp pulling my mouth into the hollow of her neck that she now offered up to me so willingly.
Short panting breaths from this sweet woman fired my ardor. I wanted to make her feel ultimate delight. I needed to make her feel alive and like a sexual being.
My right hand drifted to the top of her jeans, plucking at the buttons, while my left hand rubbed across the top of her puffy bosom, each finger bouncing over her nub in turn. Her fingernails dug into my forearm.
"Hurry," she whispered pressing me to undo her pants and fondle her sex.
I've never considered myself to be a sexual maven, but Gina made me feel like the god of carnal delight. I had never been as excited as I was right then. A beautiful, funny, pleasing woman was responding to my touch in a way that would make any man tremble.
I could not take it any longer. I shoved Gina over and leaped from the bed where I ripped open her pants and practically yanked them off her slim legs. She kicked at the pants as if they were on fire. Then she slid her simple cotton panties down to her ankles where she flicked them across the room with one kick. Her body was sleek and inviting with a singular gentle curve that started parallel to her bellybutton and ended at her knees. As pleasant as her face was her body was greater.
I knelt between her legs and slowly lowered my face towards the small stripe of dark hair that would guide me to heaven.
"Um..." There was some trepidation in her tone. "I've never had... um... you know... that," She swallowed hard as I inched closer to her feminine well. A well that called to me with a simple sweet scent of female lust. A delicate aroma not overpowering or fishy but pleasing and plain. Plain desire.
Her eyes grew wide as I neared my target. My tongue peeled apart the sticky resistance of her swollen puss. Searching her vertical lips I found my prize quickly and she knew the instant I had.
"Uhn!" Gina yanked my face away from her trembling flesh so she could search my eyes with hers. After a moment and several panting breaths she shoved my face roughly back to her sex where I might taste her honey.
"Jeez!" Her back arched and her heels dug into the mattress. I slapped my palm onto her slim belly to control her bucked hips while my tongue dug into her slippery warm folds.
Slapping at her clitoris with my tongue was sending this sweet woman into orbit and I knew then I was the god of carnal delights, even if only in Gina's world. I knew I could live a lifetime with that.
"Wait! Stop!" she growled but I could feel her approach to ecstasy and I would not be deterred. A squeak from deep in her chest slipped out causing me to insinuate myself deeper into her sticky sex while she strained to free herself from my grasp.
Her feet kicked at the mattress and her tiny fists balled up the sheets. When the veins in her neck bulged, holding her breath like she would never breathe again, I knew I would make this woman experience the ultimate physical joy.
Her entire frame shook, bouncing the bed beneath her body, while she still tried, in vain, to push my face away from her overstimulated sex. Twisting her head violently back and forth now, I watched as her mouth fell wide open, though silent.
"Jeez!" A hiss burst forth at last and her twisting body finally broke free of my grasp. Her feet continued to kick at the bed pushing her away from me like she might back up the headboard and then the walls.
"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" She begged between pants. She put her hand up to cover her eyes while repeating "Ohmigod" over and over. Her body still trembled, when she was finally able to open her eyes and stare down at me.
"Oh... my... God..." she chuckled now. "That was... every bit as good as I hoped it would be." Now, Gina laughed loudly. "Whoo!" I hushed her quickly which only made her giggle more.
"Dave, that... was... fun..." she finished bobbing her head with each word, a smile still painted across her pretty face. She collapsed back onto the bed and sighed aloud.
Now, it was my turn. I slid off the bed and stood up quickly. Gina turned her head to watch me as I peeled off my pants. When my erection bobbed free a slow smile came to her face.
"I can handle that," she boasted. Her hand quickly wrapped around my cock. "That's a reasonable size." She leaned forward and kissed my glans. Looking up into my eyes she asked, "How big are you?"
"Does that matter?"
"No," she answered with a giggle.
"I'm seven inches..."
"Damn. That's all I needed," she finished, before she slipped my glans inside her warm mouth to suckle on me. She bobbed forward but quickly gagged and pulled away to clear her throat.
"Ahem... Sorry, I'm out of practice." She smiled at me.
I moved onto the bed so I could press her figure back to the mattress and make sweet love to her.
When the tip of my cock pressed against her wet opening she whispered, "Really, I'm not very big, so go slow."
I nodded and thrust forward. Her body yielded, her eyes staring directly into mine as I entered her. I pulled back to her entrance and pushed forward again. Her body allowed more of my flesh inside her. Again I pulled back and thrust hard between her open legs. Gina's mouth opened just as her eyes closed. One more time and I filled her. I flexed and pushed to her depths. She flinched.
"Careful," she whispered, her eyes only slits now.
With each thrust from my hips I could feel her sticky sex clinging to my flesh, hanging on to me as though letting me slip away with deepest regrets. Every time I pushed forward again I felt her body open up to me, welcoming me back into her accommodating warmth. She sighed now each time I plumbed the deepest regions of her body.
Hers was a sweetest love and as I increased my rhythm her mouth opened completely and I was drawn into it, falling forward so our mouths could embrace and our tongues could entwine. Her hands clutched at the back of my head as though she wanted to consume me completely.
Small grunts told me she was approaching a climax. I wanted to share that moment but I was nowhere near satisfied that I had taken all she could give. Gritting her teeth and pushing my face from hers roughly she whined into my chest as she rolled over the top of her peak. Panting into my skin she whispered again: this time the words were not words at all but the ravings of a woman's passion.
I continued to press myself inside her yielding body building my own climax. I felt it approaching and I tucked Gina's delicate knees under my shoulders and attacked her open loins.
"Wait, slow down!" she begged but I could not. She was sucking me inside her with every thrust. I pounded away at her.
"Okay, now." Her voice was barely a whimper.
I let loose with the passion of my entire life filling her with all the love I could muster. Her flesh spasmed on mine, milking me of every drop of emotion I would ever have. A roaring in my ears drown out the world and for that moment it was only Gina, and only me, and only us: me wrapped tightly in her warmth and her clinging to my offering.
When I could finally open my eyes again, I saw Gina beneath me, panting, her head still buried in the pillow. I fell on her in search of her mouth. When we found each other she sucked my tongue in where she could milk it as her sex had milked my cock moments before.
Gina continued to breathe heavily for several moments until she started to giggle. Wrapping her legs around my waist tightly so I could not escape, she giggled louder, before she leaned into me and slapped her open palms onto my ass cheeks, her face pressed against my chest. And still she laughed. Then her body went completely limp and she fell back onto the bed.
"Whoa," she whispered staring at the ceiling. "That was great..." She began giggling again. I leaned in and kissed away her giggles.
I don't know what the record for lovemaking is: but Gina and I at least earned an honorable mention that evening. After each time, we would both hiss and beg for mercy. But within minutes found ourselves joined for yet another series of orgasms that seemed not to connect us just physically but spiritually. I could have died at that moment and went to heaven a contented man.
We had made love for the umpteenth time and after our mutual climax I rolled over holding my sweet Gina so I was still inside her and she could rest on top of me. We must have fallen asleep. I awoke to gentle music and thought for a moment that maybe I had died and gone to heaven. But then I realized it was only the clock radio bringing the two of us back to planet earth.
Gina drew in a deep sleepy breath and nuzzled her face back into my chest. A tiny giggle escaped her lips as she rocked her hips gently against mine and I realized I was still buried inside her. My flesh responded quickly and I chuckled quietly, pressing my palms into her firm ass.
She quietly moaned, "God, I'm so sore... but don't you dare stop that."
"At least close the door, you animals." Craig's voice broke the silence punctuated by the slamming of the bedroom door. Gina and I laughed loudly.
Gina was in a hurry so we could only share a warm and delightful shower. She was more than happy to let me wash her entire body with care and affection. She hugged my head to her breasts and kissed the top of my head repeatedly as I tenderly soaped and cleansed every inch of her slim body.
Of course, I had a raging woody despite the discomfort from our marathon lovemaking session. Gina leaned over as she stepped out of the water and kissed my glans, promising to "deal with you later."
I stepped out of the bathroom as she finished dressing.
"I get a break at one. We can come back here real quick if you want." She smiled slyly at me.
I grinned back at her. "I'm not sure I can wait that long."
Gina rushed forward and kissed me deeply before she pushed me to arms' length. "I've got to go!" She hurried out.
I could hear Craig and Gina speak to one another but I couldn't hear the words. I heard Gina say, "Shut up," and then she giggled. I loved the sound of her giggle. It tugged at something inside me.
I dressed and slowly wandered out of the bedroom knowing I'd have to face Craig. I stood awkwardly in the kitchen watching Craig chase a stray Apple Jack with his spoon. Neither of us spoke.
I moved to the front door and with my hand on the knob I searched my mind for some witty repartee to exchange with the young man.
"There was a call last night from the hotel." Craig looked up from his empty cereal bowl. "Some of the kids complained about the noise." He smiled at me. Then he laughed out loud.
I paused. I could feel the smirk on my face. "I'll uh... see you later."
Craig raised his eyebrows. "I hope so."
When I arrived at the dining room I saw Bobbie and his girl on their usual table: table three. He was shaking a can of whipped cream when I entered. They both glanced up at me before they went back to their festivities.
Bobby aimed the can at their joined sex and pulled the trigger. The beautiful girl shrieked wildly.
"Damn, that's cold," she giggled.
I saw Gina's pretty face framed in the circular window of the swinging doors that led into the kitchen and I swear she blushed. She was too cute for words.
Arriving beside my table she smirked, trying not to look at me, and flipped open her order pad.
"May I help you, sir?"
"You already have. Last night was the best I've ever had."
Gina turned three shades of red and bit her lip, still trying not to look at me.
"Me too," she said softly, before she peered into my eyes.
"Well, I'll have the Lumberjack Belly Buster. I'm starved." I said loudly
"Oh yeah. There was a message for you at the front desk."
I shrugged. "Probably just the company beggin' me to get back to work."
"Don't you wanna read it?" She asked.
"Nah. What would you think if I hung around for a while and learned how to install snow chains?"
Gina bit her lip as tears filled her eyes to the brim. She flicked the tears away with her thumb, sniffed, and swallowed hard. "I think it'd great..." she squeaked. "I'll get your order."
She turned and walked past the table where Bobbie now had his mistress spread across the formica and he was banging away at her wide spread body.
Gina snatched up the whipped cream can and shoved it fast against his butt, hitting the button to fill his cheeks full of the creamy goo.
"Hey, Gina! That shit's cold!" He shouted over his shoulder as she walked away.
His girlfriend fell back on the table and shrieked with laughter.
I fought back a smile as Gina strolled towards the kitchen, tossing the whipped cream can into the trash. She pushed open the swinging doors, and yelled," I need a Lumberjack and new can of whipped cream. Come on, let's move!"
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