It Was a Warm Day

We did not quite fall asleep after this amazing experience, but I have little concrete memory of the first few minutes after this explosion. I was careful not to put too much weight on you though. But because of our differences in body size you easily fitted underneath me, with my elbows touching the ground by your shoulders and my knees slightly pulled up.

After we both caught our breath you turned your head sideways and looked at me from the corner of your eyes.

"That was amazing. Just hope it is indeed the safe time of the month".

Suddenly I understood some of your earlier hesitation of going all the way like we just did, unprotected. To be honest, in the heat of the moment I had not given this much thought. But with a smile I was happy to admit that I had been "snipped" a few years ago, no need for more kids in my life. It was just the juice and no pits, like a friend of mine coined it. You physically relax after these words, I could feel the tension leave.

I was still half hard inside you, and the memory of what just happened was fresh in my mind. Gently I pulled out, and placed my warm, wet, half erection between the cheeks of your bum, where it was still slippery from oil, sweat and maybe traces of Vaseline.

"You really like that, hm" I asked innocently. "What if you were in the wrong time of the month, I wasn't snipped, there were no condoms around, and you still wanted to go all the way? Have you ever tried other methods of sex?" You looked at me curiously, and a little suspicious, but like a cat with a mouse needs to play, you could not resist the bait and had to ask.

"What do you mean?"

Without speaking I moved my penis up and down between your bum cheeks, feeling for your other opening with my tip. When I found it, your eyes opened wide in surprise, but then a curious glow came over them. And then, to my surprise you closed your lovely brown eyes, put your head back down on your arm, and went back to the sleep pretense, leaving me to stare at your lovely neck. Taking this as an invitation, I started moving up and down, stopping at the desired spot every time to give it a quick nudge. Quickly I got harder from the notion that you might play this game all the way. I moved like this for a few minutes, feeling that you were trying to relax, even gaining a little entry on some of my nudges. The thought about doing this with you quickly made me completely hard again, but I realized a little more lubrication would be a good idea.

I sat back quickly and greased my rapidly hardening dick liberally with the Vaseline that we used earlier. I know some glide is really what is recommended but we would have to make do with what we had. I then put some on my left-hand index finger, put the box aside, and gently spread your bum cheeks with my right hand. Carefully I put a wad of Vaseline on the puckered target of my desire, and then gently inserted it to move some of the Vaseline inside. I easily slid in to my second knuckle before I felt you tighten. I looked up, but you kept your head down on your arms, which I took for permission to proceed.

With my finger embedded there was no need to hold your cheeks apart, so I gently stroked your bum to make you relax. After ten seconds or so I could almost see you make the effort, and I could certainly feel it on my finger. Gently I applied more pressure, slowly moved a little deeper, and then started an in and out movement. After a minute or so I collected some more Vaseline, now on the thumb of my right hand, and after removing my index finger I inserted that digit with slightly more difficulty.

Gently I moved in and out, lubricating the passage, and hopefully relaxing the muscles a bit more. The sight of my thumb moving in and out of you like this was extremely erotic. After a minute or so I smartened up, and also used the position of my hand to also gently rub your slit and clitoris. After a minute or two I could, on the inward movement, insert my whole thumb into you, even the thicker bottom part, although I did need to apply more Vaseline. But my patience wore thin quickly and I withdrew my thumb.

I quickly sniffed my hand, the aroma was enticing, in spite of its pungency. I greased my now rock-hard member some more, and slowly I lowered myself again, placing my penis between your cheeks, and lowering my body till I rested on my elbows on either side of your shoulders. After savoring the heat for a bit, while your head stayed down on your arms, I slowly started to move, seeking entrance. Within seconds I found the spot, and with minor pressure gained entrance for less than a quarter inch before hitting the real muscle. Patience was of the essence I realized, but my balls were boiling. With superhuman effort I resisted the desire to plunge forward, and instead slowly moved in and out trying to gain more ground on each stroke. Because I was so iron hard there was no need to guide myself, I discovered. From the movement of your hips I saw that you were trying to help by adjusting the angle to provide easier access. Somehow it worked, and gently, gently I suddenly had half an inch in, and then with a bit more pressure my swollen tip popped through. I felt your muscles clamp down, while you exhaled deeply at the same time, groaning a bit as well. But not a word, and your head stayed down.

After waiting a bit, you relaxed again, although I could barely move in the tight space which felt gloriously soft in spite of the hard grip. Actually, the feeling was so exquisite that I almost came right there and then. Panting deeply to control myself I waited for the urge to subside. It took another minute before I dared to move again.

The moving actually was started by you, when you gently raised your bum and pressed back, impaling yourself voluntarily another inch on my dick. I reciprocated by adding pressure and gaining another half-inch before pulling back a bit and starting to move in and out, moving deeper and deeper on every in-stroke. With your head down, you met every down stroke with a light groan and a slight lifting of your bum, facilitating the entrance every time. Deeper and deeper I plowed, and when almost there I lunged forward till I could reach no further. My pubic hair obscured the entrance, and my balls were cushioned against your body, while you arched your back and pushed yourself into me at the same time.

We held this position for a minute or so, each of us savoring the feel of the other person. I could feel my blood pulsing in my penis deep inside you, in sync with my heart rate. I was sure you could feel too, as I felt a voluntary constriction from your insides around me, as if you were trying to pull me in. Unexpected you lifted your head, turned it, and looking at me you said: "Kiss me and make it quick".

This was all the encouragement I needed, but also drove the message into my obsessed brain that I needed to be gentle. Wild movements could lead to this experience being put on the do-not-repeat list, which was the last thing I wanted.

Lowering my upper body my lips quickly found yours, resulting in one of the wettest and most passionate kisses I ever experienced. Obviously asking for "quick" did not mean it did not turn you on. The slight forward movement also lodged me even deeper inside you, and I felt your muscle clamp itself on the root of my member as if it never wanted to let go again. With this exquisite sensation added to my already overloaded senses I knew I was losing control quickly. With 4 or 5 small in-out movements I felt my orgasm rise from my balls, and when that happened, I drove down one more almost desperate time. You must have felt it too, because when I started to shoot deep inside you, a deep groan escaped from your throat, and you pushed up with your bum to take me in as far as possible, while the ripples of your orgasm shook your body.

It was as if you were between two electric poles, one on your mouth and one in your bum, making your whole body vibrate, both poles seeking more and more. It felt as if I lifted your whole lower body while you were so impaled. Time nearly stopped while we both savored our own and each other's pleasure, our tongues entwined. Deeply embedded, but barely moving, I fired load after load while your muscle clamped on me, pulsing with your orgasm. Suddenly we both broke off the kiss, and almost groaned in unison, gasping for air. With what was almost a last effort I started moving a little more rapidly, aided by the extra lubrication, feeling the last contractions of my ejaculation being squeezed into you. What an immense sensation.

Slowly I lowered myself down, your bottom also descending back to the beach towel. I covered your body with mine and snuggled my nose into your neck. You had put your head back down onto your arm, but I could hear you whisper.

"Wow! That was amazing. At least now you have had at least one of my virginities".

And with my member still buried deeply in you, all I could think was "Wow, indeed".