It was the twenty four anniversary of getting my cher ........ making love for the first time, and it was about to happen again. We had made love during that day, but I had a delicious tingling feeling that this was going to be even more special. When I got up that morning, I had been
so sore
. I'd never even been able to get even a finger or a tampon in my vagina before, and that big, hard penis of John's had barged around in there so wonderfully ........... well, no wonder I hurt.
Even though John had been afraid of hurting me even more, I had persuaded him to try it, and we had made love gloriously twice that day. He really didn't need much persuasion, hardly any at all. He had been very gentle with me, though, and we used lots of lubrication. We sort of worked the soreness out together. Like I would always force myself to exercize sore muscles the day after a hard workout at the gym. This was a lot more fun than exercize, though. Now I was about to get fu .... made love to for the fourth time in twenty four hours, and I wanted it more than ever.
I wonder how often it's possible to make love in a day. John says his penis can't just do it all the time, but he sure seems to be ready when I am.
I went into the bathroom, peed, and hung my robe on the hook behind the door. My nightie was on the other hook, so I put it on. I wanted to wear it into the bedroom. I either wanted John to take it off of me, have him watch me take it off, or even keep it on while he made love to me. It made me feel sexy to wear it, and I wanted to share that with my lover.
I walked out into the bedroom, and John had lit two candles to give it a nice romantic glow. My lover was in bed waiting, and he pulled the covers aside for me. I stepped out of my slippers and slid into bed next to him, still wearing the nightie. He pulled me almost roughly to him, and held me very tightly as we kissed.
He seems just as anxious for this as I am. How wonderful.
He kissed me deeply, and in no time I was kissing him back with equal passion. We were both trying to get even closer to the other. Our arms around each other, legs intertwined, tongues sharing, his penis hard between us, my pussy starting to moisten already.
Oh, I want him so much.
In between kisses I asked if he minded if I kept my nightie on, and he said it was fine with him as long as it didn't interfere with his getting at my most interesting parts. It was already pulled open in front so our bare stomachs were together, the nightie held only by the tie at my throat. John was wonderfully, warmly naked.
When we're lying together like this, it doesn't make any difference that I sixteen inches shorter than he is.
I could feel Herman poking at me, so I reached between us and took him in my hand. He was fully erect, hot, and throbbing.
Oh, boy, my wonderful Herman is ready for me. Am I ever ready for him!
John put his hand between my legs and I parted my thighs eagerly to give him access to me. His finger found my cleft, then my entrance, and slid it deep into my waiting vagina.
'Your pussy is very wet already, Baby,' he whispered.
'And Herman is warm and hard already, Darling. I think they're ready for each other.'
He said, 'They're definitely ready, but what about foreplay?'
'What's that?'
'Foreplay involves the gentleman stroking, kissing, and otherwise stimulating the lady in order to get her in the mood for sexual intercourse.'
I giggled a little and said, 'I guess you forgot to tell me what that was called. It seems like we do that all the tme. We've been doing foreplay for about two days, except when we're making love. I sure don't need any more, and I couldn't possibly be any more in the mood. Would it be okay if we just skip it? Miss Kitty wants big, warm Herman, and I just don't know how I could be any more ready to be ...... you-know-what.'
John replied by reaching over to the night table for the Astroglide and rolling me onto my back. I didn't have to be told to spread my legs; that had become almost automatic.
Put me on my back, and my legs automatically spread. Am I becoming some kind of slut? I'm not really sure exactly what a slut is, but I'll be one for John anytime, if that's what he wants. I just wish I knew more about how to do it
. The Astroglide was cold when he first put it on and in me, but the heat of my pussy quickly warmed it up, and I couldn't feel it anymore.
I was ready to have John get between my legs, but instead he lifted my left leg way up and lay on his side facing me, with his front against my hip. I could feel the tip of his penis probing for my entrance.
I thought the man was always on top except in porno videos. I think I'm about to learn something new.
I didn't have to be told what to do this time. I reached down, took Herman in my hand, rubbed his tip between my lips to part them, and guided him to what he was looking for. John gave a push, and he slid a little ways into me, opening me as he went. A couple of pushes more, and I had the full, hot length of him buried inside me.
I may not be a virgin anymore, but he still feels huge. I love the feeling of being full and stretched. I hope he never makes me so big inside that I don't feel that.
