Her orgasms were flowing like a flag waving in a stiff wind; she was in a different place than she had ever been before. Her brain felt like it was part of her vagina and her vagina part of her brain. Again, she was arching her back. Gary knew she was getting close to the big one. He eased off a bit, keeping her in this yin and yang state.
Kate felt a flow from her toes to the back of her neck, and back down as the mini orgasms came and went. This went on for about ten minutes and she began to sweat. Her whole body glistened. So beautiful, Gary thought. Then Gary began to massage her G-spot. And, with the other hand, he began gently pinching her clit and lightly pulling at it. Her head jerked back and just quivered as her whole body, every muscle, was having an orgasm, the ultimate orgasm had hit. Slowly, he backed off and was rubbing both sides of her chest. She began to cry and shake. Gary grabbed her up in his arms and said, "Please Kate, deep breaths." She couldn't stop. She hugged Gary as tightly as she could, and another hit. "Please, just relax and hold me, let it flow into me. You are safe and cared for in my arms."
For her, it was an awakening. She felt liberated. All of a sudden, she was cold and started shaking. Gary grabbed a robe and a blanket. He also got her some water. "Drink," he said as he wrapped her up. "I know you are now dehydrated, please drink." And she drank deeply then snuggled back into his arms.
"You feel so good and warm," she said, "Can I spend the night in your arms?" She was starting to fall asleep. While Gary had a classic case of the blue balls, he leaned back and they both fell asleep on the couch.
After a while, Gary then felt a warm sensation on his penis. It was Kate taking it slowly up and down his shaft. Gary knew he needed relief, but he felt he should take the lead from her. She said, "Gary, it's now my turn." But, before she could say more, a quake hit her. Oh, damn what is this? she thought? And then another—she was having orgasms without much physical contact; except she was licking Gary's penis. Not sure what was going on, she then laid on top of Gary and snuggled into his neck with her head.
Gary was pleased with how the night has gone but now he was feeling his need. His penis was dripping and wet, he felt Kate sliding around on his body, with the combination of massage oil and Kate's sweat with some of the residual orgasms.
Kate decided she was going to ride his dick into hell and back and grabbed it. Slowly she rubbed it around her labia. God that felt good she thought, and Bam! A bigger one hit her, and she jerked up. Gary grabbed her back down and she then inserted his penis into her vagina. She held perfectly still, remembering to breathe and started back in on her Kegels. Spasms were rolling through her vagina, from her cervix to her labia, waves of contraction and pleasure.
This was such a pleasurable rush for Gary, he kept still. At his age, this was an experience to memorize. The ebb and flow of pleasure were building to the point where he had to move. Wait or go, he could hardly decide when Kate began to almost vibrate moving up and down. Holy shit, he was not going to last, and then he noticed the signs of a mega-orgasm forming in her chest, flowing down to her feet. She was almost in a catatonic state. His first ejaculation almost came from his toes, then the second was if his eyeballs blasted through his penis. Wow, that was something. It was now time to slow this mystical ride down and he sat up and held her. She was not crying this time, but she was shivering uncontrollably. He rubbed her back as everything wound down and again, she nuzzled his shoulder.
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The sun and shadows were slowing moving across the couch. Kate's hip and one leg were uncovered. Gary looked at the clock and saw it was 7:00 am. He quietly slipped away from her and went to the bathroom. He waited for his hard-on to subside, and then it was like the classic race horse, a big stream. It echoed into the old studio and she stirred. Oh damn, she was going to be late for her first class. She started to get dressed when Gary asked what her schedule was today. She told him she had to be at school at 8:00. She was really late. "Please, let me drive you to your apartment and hopefully that will help." She was at the door in a flash, they scrambled down the stairs and into Gary's car.
"Thank you so much for driving me home. I really appreciate it." And then an after quake hit—a mini orgasm. "Oh Gary, please stop at the next convenience store, I really have to pee!" As they pulled into the parking lot, she got like out of the car and ran into the store. Gary went in and purchased two cups of coffee and went back to the car. She came out quickly.
As they drove, she said, "Coffee, thanks!" and she put in two packets of cream. As the hot coffee hit her stomach, she had another min-quake. Oh hell, she thought, it's going to be difficult in class today.
"As soon as you can come and see me after school or after work, we need to talk." He rattled off his cell phone number and his home address and she put it in her cell phone. She looked at the time, she was just going to make it. Her ride to college was waiting at the door, she leaned over gave Gary a big kiss on the cheek and ran toward the doorway shouting, "Later!"
He backed out and headed toward his condo. He did not consider his condo to be a luxurious place, but it met his needs. I better clean it up a bit, he thought. Living the life as a single man, housekeeping was not high on his list. He called his friendly maid service. Yes, he needed help. They had a key and would handle it while he was at the studio.
Later in the day, he got a call from Sally, she was giggling, "So tell me, Gary, how are you doing?" Gary grimaced and then said, "A gentleman never tells," proud of his quick wit.
Sally was pleased with herself and her slight flirtation. Yet there was some danger in calling Gary. She may now be addicted to what he could do for her, perhaps more than she has sorted out in her head. "So, Gary, what are you up to today? Can I come by and discuss something personal? It is really important; I need your help."
He could not turn down her down. "Sure, come on by, the coffee is on..."
"Coffee, good, see ya in a few," and she was out her door headed to her car. She stopped by her favorite donut shop and got a bag of donut holes. Finally, at Gary's studio, she climbed the steps, a bit giddy, feeling great in the cold air. She knocked. As the door opened, she heard Enya's music drifting out, the melodic sound fit right in with her mood.
"Good morning, Sally. You are looking chipper. How are you this morning?" Gary asked as he walked toward the coffee maker. "Coffee?"
"Oh yes, please. I brought some really good donut holes." They sat at his table and sipped the coffee. He knew the elephant that was in the room was the experience he had given her earlier in the week and he wondered if she was back for more. Women are so curious in their approach to asking for sex. He could not help it—the sex researcher curiosity was coming out in his thinking. Perhaps he was presuming too much. No hug or kiss when she came in the studio.
Silence, again. Quiet, he thought, as he munched on the donut holes and drank his coffee. Like most young ladies, he was sure she could not go more than a minute without saying something. At last, she said, "Gary, can I ask you something very personal? Because I have something very personal to share."
"Absolutely Sally, we have been very open so far, so I am open to any discussion or question. If we share intimate stuff, I only ask that you be totally truthful and not embellish," Gary said Taking another swig of his coffee.
"Well, this is a bit strange, but let me tell you about my recent conversations with our modeling group and share with you what was said. They want to form a union and charge all the art schools a set fee. This is to standardize the fees and make it fair for all models. I feel if they were to treat the lone eagle artists like yourself the same way, it would be economically difficult. Their argument is that standardized prices are best for all."
Hmm, not what Gary was thinking.
"Sally, the plan is admirable, but there would be no way to enforce it, people are going to make deals, and life goes on. Surely, they would not set up an agency, and if they did, then you would be working for the man and not be a free agent like you have been. You may get more, or fewer modeling jobs, depending on who is running the schedule, and if they like you. I think it is a bad idea from your perspective. I could pay the models more if they are suffering economically. Think about your independence."
"Thanks, Gary, you always make things clearer for me. Now to my real question." She took a deep breath, "I know you just wanted me to experience the never-ending orgasm, but can we do more? I would like to get together more often, kind of sort of like...fuck buddies. No romance, just pure sexual fun. Our age difference is too great anyway for romance. I promise I would not interfere your life and we could share sexual favors. I like the idea of trying new things without a romantic connection. I believe you know a lot more than you have showed me."
