Jeanne was tall, about 5'8", blond, very attractive, and a wonderful lover. Her long hair hung down past the middle of her back. Men noticed her when she walked into a room.
We had been living together for several years, but there were times that it was a contentious relationship with periods of tenderness punctuated by arguments and fights (she had PMS) and I eventually broke it off.
During one of the "contentious" periods we had split up. However, on a warm day in July we had a chance encounter at the old farm house where we had been living together. We always had a strong physical attraction for each other and pretty soon were kissing and caressing intimately.
Since we hadn't seen each other for a few weeks, the passions quickly heated up. She was very cooperative and soon I had her clothes off. We were in the upstairs spare bedroom which only had a mattress lying on the floor. I laid her across the short width of the mattress so that her legs and feet were off the edge. I was on top and the upstairs bedroom was very warm, even a little hot. We continued kissing passionately and soon I was fucking her hard, the way she liked it. We were covered in sweat from the exertion, but neither of us cared. We were totally enjoying each other.
Her pussy was juicy wet and she was breathing heavily, obviously very turned on. After several minutes of intense passion she let out a soft moan of pleasure and anticipation. I knew what this meant. I kept pumping her, but also watched her face as she came, she was so beautiful during that moment and it really turned me on to see her having her orgasm. As her pleasure mounted, she moaned again and I could see her eyes starting to roll up in her head. It looked like this was going to be a really intense orgasm for her!
What happened next was totally unexpected. As she climaxed, Jeanne let out a soft deep moan that I can only describe as total ecstasy and her eyes rolled completely back in her head. This lasted for a few seconds, then she exhaled a little sigh and her head suddenly slumped backward, dangling off the edge of the mattress. Both eyes soon closed and her mouth fell open. Her left arm, which had been gripping my shoulder in excitement, went limp and fell to the side. In fact, I could feel her whole body relax and become limp beneath me. As I watched this happening I felt myself getting harder inside of her. What a turn on! The bedroom had suddenly become quiet and I noticed that her other arm, which had been caressing the back of my head, had relaxed too, and was now just hanging loosely around my neck. Had Jeanne really passed out or was she teasing?