Voluntary Love
Chapter 07
Editor's note: Thanks to kenjisato for editing. Only one person responded to my question of whether I should continue. They said yes, so here goes!
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I woke up slowly the next morning. For a second, I wasn't sure where I was; then the lingering smell of food and sex brought it all back to me.
I lay there smiling broadly, feeling very good. I felt even better when I turned on my side and my roaming hand felt soft, naked flesh next to me. I gently explored, discovering a waist, leg, bum, tit, tummy, and bush. Yes, Jane was still there. Thank Christ for that— it wasn't a dream.
"I am here!" came a drowsy voice. "You didn't dream it."
"How did you know I was thinking that?" I asked, surprised.
With a gentle giggle, she turned to face me, pulling me in so close, my slowly hardening cock pressed into her bush. "Because I did exactly the same. You won't believe how happy I felt, when I felt your hand."
We kissed softly and long, and just lay there without speaking.
"A pair of daft bastards!" I said, stroking her hair.
"Insecure as shit!" she said. "It will take a while for both of us to believe this is true."
Her fingers were gently stroking me, her thumb running over the head.
"I believe that," I moaned.
She laughed gently and kissed me. "Have you ever fucked on your side?"
"No," I groaned, as she began to wank a little bit harder.
"First time for everything!" she giggled.
She let go of me and I felt her move. When I reached out, she was on her side and her legs were bent as if she was sitting down.
"Move down until you can feel between my legs with your cock!"
I did. It took a bit of maneuvering and wriggling around, which made her giggle more, but finally, I felt her cunt lips with the head of my cock. Her top left leg was slightly more forward than her other leg.
"Try pushing now," she whispered.
I did, and was rewarded by a gasp from Jane, as my head settled inside her soft, fat lips and found her hot wetness.
"Okay," she groaned. "Try pushing in and out."
It wasn't the easiest position, but gradually, I built up a rhythm and was soon sliding easily in and out; revelling, as always, the feeling of the hot sticky wetness of her cunt on my cock. Her deeper breathing and increasing gasps, told me she was enjoying it.
"Play with my clit, please!" she asked. I obliged, and she immediately started to try to hump back against me.
"Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Do that some more and I'll cum!"
She said nothing, but did it some more. So I came! We stayed locked together for some time. I gently pinched her nipple.
"That was different!" I said.
"Good different, or bad different?"
"I think a pussy full of cum says good different. Did you cum?"
"No, but I don't always. And don't worry about it! There are other ways you can make that happen."
She moved away. My cock made a little noise, as it fell out. Jane moved, and she pushed me back. There was that pussy smell again, mixed in with the bleachy smell.
"Angharad is not the only one who likes having her creampie eaten!" Jane groaned, and lifted my head up.
I sucked her empty, then licked her dry. I think she came twice before she collapsed next to me. Jane lay on her back. I put my leg across her waist and my head lay on her left tit.
"Oh, I do like fucking with you," she said, in a very contented voice.
"Snap," I said, kissing her nipple.
"I've had a thought about today."
"You don't want to fuck all day?" I asked, a tiny bit disappointed.
"Yes, of course I do, you silly bugger," she answered, straight away. She took my hand and laid it on her bush. It was soaking. "You do that to me all the time. There are days even when we are not together, that I had to change my knickers because thinking of you made me so fucking wet!"
I smiled, reflecting the warm glow I suddenly felt.
"Oh shucks!" I said, in a very poor American accent. "You do know how to charm a guy!"
"Sod!" she said, slapping my arm.
"I was just thinking, why don't we go shopping this morning?"
"Exactly how does that help fucking all day?" I asked, with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"Don't be a smart arse!" she scolded, pinching my nipple hard enough to make me gasp.
"I was thinking of Anne Summers, not Sainsbury's!"
"What's Ann Summers?" I asked, genuinely not knowing.
"You don't know about Ann Summers?" she asked, amazed.
"It's a modern sex shop. Has everything—books, videos, clothes and toys!"
"Never heard of it," I said, defensively.
"Oh good!" she said, rolling me over and kissing me hard. "Another new thing. I do like you being a really innocent bastard."
It was my turn to push her back on to her back. "Not innocent enough to know how to do this!" I had two fingers in her easily. After a few thrusts, I added a third. I left it a couple of minutes by which time, she was writhing and panting to try a fourth. She gasped, but didn't resist.
"You're going to fist me!" she asked, hoarsely.
"Do innocent boys know about such things?" I asked, in an innocent boy's little voice.
"Oh, fuck yes!" she exclaimed, as I eased my thumb in and closed my fist. I was amazed at how easily it fit. I was always surprised about how a woman's cunt could expand to take almost any size.
Jane clearly liked it, no matter how I fitted. She was gasping and moaning in joy, urging me on.
I kept my pace slow, as I did not want to risk hurting her. With every thrust, Jane's hips moved in reaction. I started letting my left hand roam, stroking her left leg, then her tummy, and then her tits. Her nipples were very hard and erect. Instinctively, I leant over her and sucked the right one in and nipped it.
"Oh fuck, you bastard!" she shouted. "Yes, oh yes. Oh yes!"
I gave the left tit the same treatment. At exactly the same time, I opened my hand to stroke the top of her cunt, finding the rough area and found her clit with my left.
