"Let's move to the bed," I suggest. "We'll be more comfortable there." I lead the way, not releasing my grip on your hard cock.

Slowly jacking you, I ask, "Are you going to take my cherry?"

"That's the plan," you respond.

I position myself on my stomach with a pillow under my abdomen. My ass is jutting sexily upward, still well-lubed from your fingering.

"Take me, Jenny, I'm all yours," I whimper. I feel you reapplying the lube to my sensitive hole as well and to your now quite stiff organ.

"Please go slowly," I beg, knowing you will take your sweet time. 

I feel a slight pressure on my entryway as you press lightly with your tip. I try to relax and allow the feeling of submission to overtake me.  Your prodding becomes more pronounced and I feel the head of your cock pop into my opening.

"Oh my, Jenny, that feels wonderful!" I exclaim.

You hold it there for a moment before continuing to push deeper and deeper into me. I retaliate by rocking back to meet your thrusts.
We establish a steady rhythm, gaining speed and intensity with each thrust. I feel the familiar rumblings of my approaching orgasm as your extended tool makes contact with my G-spot.

"I'm getting close to cumming, Jenny," I proclaim.

"So am I," you squeal in response. 

With a final mighty thrust, I feel you begin to unload your cum into my quivering orifice and I explode like a geyser at the same time. You pump me full of your semen, and I, in turn, unload my cum onto the pillow under me. We collapse in a sweaty heap on the bed. I savor the feeling of your sweet load dribbling from my well-stretched ass hole. As we struggle to catch our breath, I feel you snuggle close to me and hear you purr,  "Monique, that's the best sex I've ever had in my life."

"I must agree, Jenny, I must agree," I respond.

We lay entwined in bliss and I feel completely sated. After several moments, you nudge me and sweetly say, "Don't go to sleep yet, Monique, you still have one more job to do."

I know the meaning of your words but look at my now flaccid tool and respond, "I don't know if I have it in me."

"Of course you do," is your response. "I know what will get your motor running," you whisper as you slip off your pumps.

You twirl around and take my limp cock between your stockinged feet. You gently massage me and I feel the smooth nylon gliding over my sensitive skin. You begin to jack me with your feet and I am amazed by my response. As if by magic, my member responds to your stimulation and starts to rise to the occasion.

When I am fully erect, you smile and say, "That's better, now we can get back to business."

You take your position on your back and I kneel between your wide-spread legs. You are a picture of perfect submission as I apply the lube to my extended shaft and to your sensitive opening.

"Slow and easy, Monique," you remind me, and I wonder if I have the self-control to comply.

You close your eyes and a look of excited expectation covers your face as I place my tip at your entrance. You draw a deep breath and lift your hips to give me better access and I gently massage your hole with my knob. 

You emit a slight squeal as I enter you. I hold my head there, allowing you time to get used to the pressure, and you sigh, "That's nice, Monique, go slowly now."

I increase my prodding, feeling you relax and take me deeper. Your breaths come in long, deep measures as we perform this slow erotic dance. When I am completely inside you, I feel my balls slap gently against your ass. I withdraw halfway, and our rhythmic tango begins. 

I quicken my pace slightly, and you respond by meeting me thrust to thrust. Your ruby red lips part and a silent cry escapes from them. I am filled with delight as I behold your body writhing beneath me. I place one of your stockinged legs over each shoulder and lift your hips off the bed. Your hands are on my ass, pulling me further into you with each thrust. I look down to behold your cock, fully erect and waving like a flag. I take it in my hand and begin to jack it, causing you to moan with delight. I time my thrusts to match my hand movements, and we establish a rhythm that rapidly increases. 

We quicken our tempo, and I feel as if we are one body and soul joined at the hips. You are panting heavily now, and I am breathing hard and fast. Time seems suspended and I lose all rational thought. The only reality is our cojoined bodies, moving together in a cosmic dance of ecstasy. 

I don't know how long our bodies perform this symphony. Moments? Hours? Finally, I am aware of the growing urgency in my loins. My building orgasm reaches the point of no return and I cry out, "Jenny, get ready!"

"Oh, yes," you respond. "Please fill me now!"

I begin spurting my load into you. My body is quaking with each spasm, and you quiver beneath me as you, too, begin to spurt. Your muscles tighten on my rod, milking me with your sphincter, and I watch in amazement as your cum covers your abdomen. 

I bend down and kiss you deeply, our bodies now joined at the hips and mouth. I never want this embrace to end, and we roll over, still joined, with you now on top. My cock slowly melts and slips out of your ass, and we snuggle, lips to lips and groin to groin, embracing each other lovingly, and drift off to sleep.
 

To be continued...