Author's note:
If you're reading my stories in chronological order, this story series comes right after "My MMF Life Ch. 01". I'm intentionally keeping this story separate because this story has no MMF at all, and that other series contains gay male sex. This is part two of the story of my love affair with Diana.
Goddess of Fertility
After three long weeks of waiting, finally the day arrived. I drove to the airport with a tightness in my chest. I was so eager to see Diana again I was practically vibrating with anticipation when I picked her up at the airport. She wore a tight red dress and smiled excitedly when she saw me. She looked even more beautiful than I remembered.
This time she was only able to stay for two nights. She arrived on a Saturday morning and had an early morning departure on the following Monday. I was determined to make the most of the short time we had so I planned out a whole schedule. I took her straight from the airport to my favorite brunch spot. As we walked to my car, she whispered in my ear, telling me all the things she wanted to do to me. She was undoing my belt by the time we merged onto the highway, and she sucked on me the whole way to the restaurant.
When we got there we parked in a secluded spot and I fingered her until she came. She moaned around my cock and sucked hard, pushing me over the edge. I'd been saving up, so it was a huge load and the first shot blasted her so hard it made her choke a little. She came up for air grinning, with come dripping down her chin, and made a big show of swallowing the rest.
She took a moment to reapply her lipstick, most of which was now on my dick. When we went inside we were both still flushed in the face. I'm pretty sure the hostess knew what we'd been up to.
The restaurant was a hit. She loved the food and the mimosas. We laughed and talked the whole time. We picked up right where we'd left off. It was as if she'd never left.
After brunch we went back to my place and she took a quick shower to freshen up from her flight. As she stripped down she grinned at me and told me to be waiting in bed. In my haste to comply, I forgot to set up the camera. After a long sweaty session of afternoon delight that I didn't record we showered again, and headed out for an early dinner downtown. As usual she turned heads everywhere we went.
We went for an evening stroll after dinner and she convinced me to try salsa dancing. It was my first time and I was awkward but she was very nice about it, showing me the basics without making fun of me. Every guy in the place came up and asked her to dance, and she turned down every one of them. We had enough drinks that I forgot to be embarrassed by my horrible dancing skills, and we left the place laughing. I was too drunk to drive so we took a taxi back to my place.
When we got there we went straight to bed. I reluctantly set up the camera, wishing we could skip that part. She pulled me into bed, kissing me passionately.
We had sex in missionary position first. She was more aroused than I'd ever seen her. She came seven times, but I was having trouble coming because of the alcohol, so she flipped to her stomach and rhythmically clenched her vaginal muscles on me while I plowed her from behind. I doubt there's a man alive who could resist that. We came together and I collapsed on her back, still inside her.
I would have happily passed out that way, but I needed to take off the condom and turn off the camera. When we woke up the next morning, I found myself getting irritated with the rules. For most of that day I conveniently "forgot" to turn on the camera. I don't remember the specifics but we fucked all over the house, taking breaks to eat and nap.
That night I was feeling anxious, knowing she had to leave in the morning. The camera was on but it was bothering me, so we just laid in bed kissing, and then we spooned for a while. I got hard from spooning her and my growing erection slid between her thighs. She started grinding against me, and in no time she was wet, coating the top side of my shaft with her juices.
I grabbed her hip and started gently thrusting forward. She gasped as the head of my penis brushed her clit. I started thrusting more quickly, flicking her clit with my glans. She was arching her butt to press firmly against me with each stroke. On one such stroke we mistimed it, and my erection almost slipped inside her.
We both groaned and agreed we shouldn't have unprotected sex, but we didn't stop the slippery sliding. I made her come that way, but not before a few more close calls where the head almost popped in. I stopped just in time to stave off disaster, and slid down between her legs, my dick rock hard against the bed as I licked her to another orgasm.
She pulled me up and I laid on top of her, my penis resting on her pubic mound, throbbing. She ground against me and said "we definitely shouldn't have sex without a condom", punctuating that by pulling her legs up and tilting her hips until the head of my penis was right against her slit.
I agreed that we definitely shouldn't do that, and slid my cockhead back and forth over her labia, pausing each time to gently press against her entrance before sliding by. She moaned. I felt light-headed. I had an uncontrollable urge to bury my cock in her balls deep, to hell with condoms.
I told her we should probably stop, but my glans was lodged against the entrance to her vagina and I made no effort to move it away. She reached up and placed her hands on my back, and pulled gently, saying "we should definitely stop - ahhhhh."
I practically blacked out as the head of my penis popped into her incredibly hot, wet and tight pussy. We froze. She spasmed on me and moaned. She was close to coming and I wasn't even moving. I barely had the head inside her but it felt like the best thing that had ever happened to me.
We were playing with fire. I was more turned on than I thought possible. I knew I should pull out but I was paralyzed. She caved first, pulling my hips toward her with her hands, whispering "please..."
I couldn't stop myself. I didn't want to stop. I relaxed my weight and slowly, agonizingly sank all the way deep inside her. Her cervix was soft and pliable, and super slippery. The head of my penis nestled against it as my body came to rest on hers. We both groaned loudly, and her whole body shuddered.
We kissed and held that position for a moment that seemed to last forever. It was heaven. Eventually the urge to fuck her grew too strong to ignore and I pulled out most of the way, gasping as she clamped down on me.
I looked into her eyes, the camera forgotten, and pushed back into her tight embrace. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Slowly but surely I increased the pace. She hooked her feet behind my legs and tilted her hips, so that my slight upward curve pushed my penis against her gspot with each thrust.
A few seconds of that and she was already there. She came super hard, groaning and shaking. Without a condom to reduce the sensation, I could feel every bit of her orgasm. She was absurdly wet, and the tight confines of her vagina rippled and fluttered on my dick. It was an act of sheer willpower for me not to come. I slowed my pace until she recovered from her orgasm, taking a much-needed opportunity to regain control.
Once her breathing slowed and she stopped spasming on my dick, my urgent need to come slowly began to recede. I took a few deep breaths and then picked up the pace again, faster than before. She immediately started moaning again, louder and louder. She was hanging onto my butt tightly with both hands.
Less than a minute later she came again, louder this time. Her fingernails dug into my ass. Her whole body started to shake. I froze, her orgasmic vaginal clenching almost taking me over the edge. I was suddenly hyper-conscious of the fact she wasn't on the pill. I hung in there, but only barely, and just laid there kissing her while I came back from the brink.
Once she stopped quivering I gathered myself and went all out, pounding her with all I had. She moaned my name over and over, louder and louder, until the moans turned into screams. I felt her start spasming on my dick again as she had a literal screaming orgasm. I slowed my movements and controlled my breathing and did my best to ride out the storm but it was too intense. I pulled out just in time to avoid coming.
I knew I couldn't keep on going like that. I'd probably drooled a dangerous amount of precome inside her as it was. And she needed a break. She was practically hyperventilating at this point, covered in sweat. I'd never seen anyone come that hard.
She took a quick water break while I put on a condom, then I went right back to work. I made her come four more times that way, still in missionary. The last time she came, we came together. Her screams were sounding hoarse by then.
The next morning was more of the same. Spooning turned into naughty sliding, which turned into unprotected sex. I was able to hold out longer this time. She came at least six times. I managed to avoid coming inside her. Eventually we had to stop anyway. We were hungry, dehydrated and hungover.
We showered and had breakfast, and then had sex in doggy style, kneeling on the floor with her body on my couch. We recorded it, but the condom ended up on the floor unused. She came five times before I lost control. I pulled out at the last second and came all over her ass.
