Chris felt as if she exploded the second he licked her. The noise and shuddering made him feel like a million dollars, and he caught her as she fell boneless onto him, pushing him to the floor. Their lips met for a steamy kiss full of the taste of her. He expected her to cuddle and recover, but after the brief kiss she turned down to strip his jeans off, rolled on a condom, then swung over him and impaled herself on him like a mad woman. Jo bucked and rose and sank furiously, and the grasp of her slick tunnel on his blue-steel cock made him cry out, groan and call her name. Within seconds he was emptying spray after spray as she shuddered through a second massive orgasm.
Finally they collapsed together panting and shuddering, both crying out their pleasure, thanks and love. Much later they stirred and smiled at each other.
"Did you have a good journey?"
"Yes thanks. The traffic was a bit heavy initially, but this end was fine as it was so much later."
Jo twinkled at him, "Shall I show you to your room."
They both laughed at the absurdity of the conversation.
"I needed you so badly" Chris blushed as he said it, and Jo grinned..
"Come on sex maniac, let's go to bed and do it some more." She laughed again as his blush deepened.
As they got up, he stood slightly back and ran his finger from her cheek down the centre of her body, then out and round her hip.
"You are so beautiful." He whispered.
She smiled gently at him. "Thank you."
They picked up clothes which Jo carried, he grabbed his case, and they walked up stairs together. The house was a lovely old Victorian terrace with high ceilings and a gracious staircase wide enough for two. Her bedroom had the bay window at the front, polished wooden floorboards, brightly coloured rugs that your feet sank into, and a beautiful old bed that looked about the size of a small field.
"Jo, it's beautiful, and I love the bed."
Jo dumped the clothes on the floor next to his suitcase, took his hand and led him over to the bed.
"Want to try it out?"
She jumped on the bed and turned kneeling to pull him on, then sank down with him so that they were full length face to face.
"What's this about then?" she asked, stroking his erection.
He gasped. "Seeing you climbing onto the bed and pulling me on,"
"Well, let's use it. That should relax us for sleep!" She thought she would never tire of saying things to make his cheeks go pink.
This time their love-making was slower, but the climaxes were if anything more shattering with all the love rather than urgency.
"I didn't tell you last night, but I'm up for an extra day." Chris announced over a very late breakfast. Jo smiled her pleasure. "I've managed to get a job interview on Monday."
Jo's face lit up, "Wow, you're fast. That's great. If you get it do you know when you can start?"
"They said immediately, but I've got to give a month's notice at work."
"Even so, that would be really quick. I can't wait to hear. I'm on duty on Monday. What time do you have to leave?"
"I thought I'd leave really early on Tuesday."
Jo looked mischievous. "Now I wonder why you would want to do that?" Of course he blushed again. "Ah, I see."
"What would you like to do today?"
"I thought we'd take a picnic into the hills, since it's a nice day."
They cleared up and made the picnic together. Jo found two rucksacks, and they packed the picnic into one, and walking gear and a rug into the other.
"We don't need the rug. We can sit on the ground."
Jo got her mischievous look again. "Ah but I don't want to lie on the ground. It's not good for my skin." Her laugh rang out as his cheeks reddened again.
They enjoyed their picnic, and the following day together, and all too soon it was back to work for Jo and off to the interview for Chris.
"I'll try to get home for lunch, if patients allow. I rang the surgery and swapped my late surgery for tomorrow, so I should be home reasonably early, say about five. I plan to make it 25, so make sure you're ready when I get in."
"25 what?" Chris asked.
"25 climaxes for you this weekend. We've got a few to finish up." Chris spluttered into his tea and matched the red of the teapot.
Jo laughed, kissed him and went off to early surgery.
"So, did you get it?"
He looked apprehensive and grinned, so she grabbed him and danced round.
"I'm so pleased. I can't wait for you to move in."
He looked relieved. "I'll give my notice tomorrow."
"Why were you apprehensive?"
"Um. Well. I suddenly thought I might be pushing it too fast."
"Chris. I know I was worried about it, but I'm really pleased. I meant what I said about wanting to explore together, and it's actually become stronger over time. So no doubts please."
Chris smiled at her, and pulled her in for a tender kiss. "Thank you."
That evening, they beat the target by some way, knowing Chris couldn't get up for a month. Jo hoped she might be able to come down to see him, but the way things stood she didn't have two days together to do it.
They were having a final cuddle in the hall before Chris left.. He was dressed to go, but Jo was still naked, as it was very early.
"I'll try to organise a couple of days together first thing tomorrow."
His hands roved over her wonderful body as if trying to imprint the memory on his brain.
"We'll make it, whatever. Bye."
Reluctantly, they broke their embrace and Chris set off on the long journey to work. He was sad to leave, exhilarated that he would be resigning to move in, and very concerned about the job he'd accepted.
They were hammering into each other again. Was it the third or fourth time? Neither of them knew or cared -- it was bliss being together again after a month. Against the wall in the hall; 69 on the rug at the bottom of the stairs; in her ass in the shower; and cowgirl on the bed. Jo collapsed onto his chest thrashing and moaning. He could feel her slick channel moisten and gush over him. He pulled her up over him leaving a wet trail up his body and buried his face to lap and lick her clean.
Jo gripped the bed head and writhed in ecstasy as his talented tongue brought wave after wave of pleasure. She was shaking and moaning, and she could barely hold herself upright. In some distant part of her mind the thought that she must be suffocating Chris struggled to emerge through the delicious thunder of her climaxes.
"Come inside." She gasped.
Chris drew her down for a kiss, her shaking body a delightful stimulation on his hardness. She rolled off him and lay exhausted face down on the bed. Her body shone with perspiration. Those killer curves. The glorious twin mounds. The long legs. He rolled himself on top of her, moving her hair to one side to kiss her neck, then parting her cheeks to slip once again into her slick channel. He groaned as she enveloped him again, and her answering sigh of pleasure made his eyes fill with emotion. Life with her would more than make up for the difficulties of the new job on Monday.
Jo was boneless, unbelievably stimulated and approaching another crest. She'd lost count when he was eating her out. The ferocity had been replaced with a wonderful languor as her worn out body pressed into the mattress. What a reunion! The thought drifted through her mind that it was so right to have him here with her. After the terrible week she'd had, combined with not seeing him for a month, the deep contentment she felt melted away the tension and she started to feel truly exhausted as her body relaxed. She felt the peak building and washing over her. Deep inside she could feel her muscles clenching on him, and he groaned in the grip of his climax.
Chris kissed her neck again. She was stretched out beneath him barely moving. "You OK?" He whispered.
"Mmmm."
He barely heard her mumble. Reluctantly he withdrew so that he could remove the condom, settled back on the bed beside her and drew her into his arms. She wriggled against him with another contented hum.
"Goodnight, sweetheart." His heart lifted at the slight curve of her lips in response.
He was exhausted from all the work of moving. His car was still packed with all his things outside. Although he was still anxious about the job, their mutual pleasure and her loving response was balm to his soul. "I can do this." He thought.
Jo's alarm went at what felt like nought o'clock, although it was actually half past five. She rolled over and gave him a kiss, mumbling, "Sorry I'm on duty."
Chris returned the kiss with interest, and she felt him hardening between them. Reaching down to feel his interest rising, she gasped as he brushed her nipples and pulled her to him, mashing her mouth with passion.
"Wow. You're suddenly wide awake."
"And raring to go before you do!" He grinned. "If you've got to go on duty, the least you can do is say good morning properly so I've got memories to keep me going while you're out."
Jo's hand guided, and he slid into her slick wetness. Both of them breathed their pleasure.
"Good morning properly!" She managed to gasp out. "Oh God. Keep stroking slowly. Oh. Oh." Suddenly she was shaking and panting, and Chris wasn't far behind.
When they had caught their breath, they kissed. A heartrendingly beautiful, soft, loving kiss that had them both breathing heavily again. Reluctantly Jo pulled back.
"I set the alarm early so we could enjoy without me worrying, but I've really got to get going."
She hopped out of bed and he watched her lithe form across into the bathroom. As soon as the shower started, he hopped out of bed and ran downstairs to put the coffee on. Foraging in the fridge he found bacon as well as milk, and set out to make food for her.
Jo was disappointed not to find him watching her as she came out of the shower and walked naked across the room to dress. It excited her and pleased her when he watched. She thought he must have gone to use the other bathroom. Actually that upset her, because she would have liked him to come in while she was showering. Suddenly her nose picked up the smell of breakfast. Coffee and ... no ... surely not ... yes, bacon.
The smell brought the memories flooding back, of sitting with Chris on the footplate frying up on the shovel and drinking huge mugs of tea. Then she remembered their meal out and their deep discussions. That led to memories of fish and chips on the harbour wall, then -- God she could feel herself moistening again -- running to the bushes and him buried in her ass with both of them half dressed.
She shook herself, finishing off her hair and grabbing her purse as she was drawn by the heavenly smell of bacon and coffee. As she walked into the kitchen, she realised that Chris had come straight from bed. His back was to her as he sliced bread for toast, and he was still naked. She walked up behind him and cupped his buttocks, planting a kiss on his neck. Then her hands moved round to feel that hard length. He was as turned on as she was by the situation. He groaned and turned to her, his eyes full of passion. His hands lifted her skirt and two fingers went under her knickers and slid straight in. She responded by pulling him towards her and replacing his fingers with his steel pin, wrapping one leg around his waist.
"Take me to the table and sit." She ordered huskily. She sat impaled on his lap and fed him some of the bacon. He did the same, and followed it with a sip of coffee.
"Jo, I can't hold on much longer, and I haven't got a condom." His voice cracked with the effort of holding on.
