ChaChapter 11
The Promises
As the fog of sleep slowly thins out over my brain, the first thing that I notice is a very pleasurable sensation, down in my pussy. It feels like someone is rubbing the outside area above my clit with enough pressure to stimulate the nerves of my clit itself, while at the same time, licking my obviously exposed clit.
I don't want to risk the sensations ending so I keep my eyes closed and just enjoy them for a little longer.
Once I decide that I just can't stay calm and still anymore, I open my eyes and see Michael's head between my legs and one of his hands covering my pubic mound.
When he sees me looking at him, he stops licking and says, "I hope you don't mind, but it just looked so darned tasty and inviting. I just couldn't help myself."
"Don't stop," I beg of him. Hearing that, he quickly goes back to pleasuring me as I add, "This is the way to wake up... I'll have to return the favor in the near future." which elicits a nod from him, but he doesn't stop licking me.
Finally the pleasure builds to it's climax, and I start my orgasm. He was so gentle and slow with the buildup though that the orgasm itself isn't a quick one. It comes and then stays, my whole body almost vibrating like a struck piano string that maintains it's vibration over a much longer period than normally possible. All I can do is moan and clench my teeth as my brain seems to turn into several pound of mush.
No coherent thought is possible in my head for several moments. But when I can finally make intelligible noises, the first thing I says is "Wow... Oh my... just... wow." followed after a long pause by, "fuuuucccccck that was good."
"Glad you liked it," Michael says as he moves up to lay beside me, his hardon completely obvious.
As I look at his hard dick, I say, sadly, "I'm sorry... I can't just yet. That... what you just did, it just drained the crap out of me."
"It's okay," he says. "I wasn't expecting..."
And it's at that moment, we both hear Stephanie start screaming, "Fuck! Fuck! Ohhhh GAWD YESSS!!!! Fucking yes!!!!"
"I guess she's up now too," Michael says and we both laugh.
Once we get our laughter under control I look at Michael and say "Shower?"
"Sure," he says. "I'd be happy to take a shower with you."
As I get up, on obviously wobbly legs, I look at him and say, "You have to promise to do that again, and often. Not every day, but every now and then at least."
"I promise." he says with a grin, holding up his right hand as if taking an oath.
With a nod to him, we head into the bathroom. Once we are there, and I've got the water temperature just right, I open the shower door and we both step in.
He lathers me up first, taking special care of my special areas, lingering and rubbing them, making sure to get them nice and clean. When I'm all covered in foamy suds, and he's gotten every inch of exposed skin on my body, he takes the showerhead-on-a-hose, and carefully but almost professionally rinses me off.
Once I'm squeaky clean it's his turn. Leaving his cock for last, I wash his chest and abdomen first, then his back, then his ass, then I get on my knees and do his legs. When it's time to wash his cock though, my intentional long soaping of it causes some swelling... if you know what I mean.
"Aww..." I say as I look up at him, from my position, kneeling in front of him, with his dick at my eye level, "what am I going to do with this? I can't leave it like this." as I take a firmer hold of it, and using the soap as a lubricant, I start stroking him. After a couple of minutes of this, I go ahead and rinse off the soap, but I continue stroking him as I'm doing so.
All too soon I see him start to tense up, and when his balls pull up, closer to his body, I know it's almost time, so I aim the tip at my open mouth and when he starts letting fly, I catch as much as I can. I miss a little bit. But I get enough that I'm happy. When he's done shooting, I close my mouth and swallow slowly... after savoring the taste for a few seconds.
As I get up I teasingly say "I hope you don't mind, I had to repay you for how you woke me up."
"I don't mind at all." he says. "But now I'm hungry for breakfast. Do you think they are ready to eat yet?"
After I wipe off what cum missed my mouth, we step out of the shower and he turns off the water, then we towel each other dry and head to the kitchen.
As we are fixing the coffee and some toast for ourselves, Stephanie and Deon come out of her room, Stephanie just as naked as I am.
"Oooh... Coffee..." Stephanie says as soon as she walks in and smells it brewing.
"I'm guessing you enjoyed your 'alarm clock'," I say, adding air quotes around 'alarm clock', Then I giggle.
"I could stand for it to happen again... on a regular basis. And he promised that he would" she says with a smile.
"Well, Deon," Michael says looking at him, then he turns to us and continues, "and Ladies, I need to get going if I'm going to make it to work."
"Yeah," Deon says to all of us, "I need to head out too."
"When will we see you guys again?" Stephanie asks. "If we're your girlfriends we need to know."
"True." I say in agreement.
Deon looks at Michael and says "Saturday... at 10 in the morning?"
"Sounds good to me" Michael agrees.
"But what if we get horny between now and then?" Stephanie asks.
"You've got Charles" Michael replies.
"True" I say. Then Michael leans in and gives me a kiss goodbye as Deon does the same for Stephanie. Then they switch places, and Deon gives me a kiss while Michael is kissing Stephanie goodbye.
Once they've gone, Stephanie leans against the refrigerator and then slides down to the floor. "Oh my god!" she exclaims. "Did you hear me this morning?"
"Yes. We both heard you." I respond with a smile. "Hell... Diane and Charles probably heard you. What was up with that anyway?"
"You ever hear of 'squirting'?" she asks me
"No. What is it?" I answer and ask back.
"Well, before this morning I thought it was just urban legend," she says. "But it's not. Deon made me squirt!"
"But what do you mean 'squirt'?" I ask her, confused.
"You know, when a man cums, he shoots out a stream of cum, right?" she says, leading me down a path of knowledge I never expected to take, "Well, 'squirting' is the same thing... but for women. No semen, obviously, but all the lubricant she has stored up. It fires off just like a man ejaculating."