Marie 26.0
23 August1981
My God! She is beautiful,
I thought as I crawled up onto the couch to catch my breath.
I love her
so
much!!
Marie lay on her back on the floor, glowing in blue light from the muted television. She still wore her blouse. In our lust we had both stripped bare below the waist, but not wasted time with the rest of our clothes. Her legs remained party spread, knees up with her dainty feet planted squarely on the carpet beneath them.
She trembled with the aftershocks of what had been her first ever coital orgasm.
I had made her come dozens of times before, but always with tongue or fingers. At first, it had taken longer than I'd expected to make her orgasm, even with cunnilingus. As she became more comfortable with lovemaking, however, she started coming more readily, and even repeatedly. She revealed later, however, that this night, when we finally managed to bring her to orgasm during copulation, changed everything.
* * *
For some reason, our passion that night had burned hotter than ever before. Perhaps it had finally hit us that in a few days she would leave for school in Madison and, a few weeks later, I'd head off to East Lansing. For whatever reason, as we'd snuggled together that night in the basement rec-room, petting as best we could through our clothes and waiting for the time when the rest of her family would go to bed, our desire had risen to a fever pitch.
As soon as we were sure we would not be discovered or disturbed, our socks, jeans and underwear came off. Marie pulled me down onto the floor on top of her. She was already so wet, I slid right in.
It always felt so wonderful, so tight and smooth and hot and slick. I could have easily climaxed at the pace my body desired and then finished her off orally, as I usually did. Tonight, however, I had determined to make it last as long as I could manage. Realizing we might not have another opportunity for lovemaking before she left for school, I wanted to make this time memorable.
