October 18, 2003

  • Love's so wonderful when it works right.   Yesterday, Brett and I went to the pub for Happy Hour with some couples we know and crashed at Marty's place after staying up too late talking (oh, not me; I was the demure honey posed on my man's shoulder, smiling from face to face and gradually acquiring a killer headache, probably from lock jaw).   No one was in his roommate's room, he having crashed at his girlfriend's apartment.   So it was nice, private.   We just swept a pair of soiled girl's panties off the unmade bed and settled in.   Despite the pain, I was so horny I could think of nothing else but making love.   Brett has been enforcing mutual masturbation lately, and that as a last resort, for our new Christian relationship ("Shall I let you know when I'm done?"  I quipped when he first suggested it), and it's been really wierd.   Last night started out no differently.  After some light kissing, it was back to back, nude, for the next several hours with Brett relaxed against me in a seemingly innocent sleep.  Wide awake on three dull caffeinated aspirins, I just laid there concentrating on his firm warm body, clinging hungrily to mine at each contact point.  Every now and then he'd turn towards me and bob tensely against my buns like a fancy swordsman, playfully nudging my swollen womanhood from behind with his nocturnal jousting rod.   When I sighed and shifted against him seductively, signaling my readiness, he'd giggle under his breath and pull away, quickly nodding off again.   Brat, I thought.   No matter what they say about its being "up to" the woman to obtain pleasure from sex, the man always has the upper hand; if he's not into it, it's just not going to happen.   Finally, around dawn I could take it no more, and climbed on top of him, lightly brushing my full muff all along his muscular backside like a cat making her mark.   Ah, I thought as he lost composure and turned over.   Still all man.  Rolling me onto the bottom again in a passionate embrace, he wasted no time giving me what I desired, how I desired it.  I knew I was going to come, the right way, the vaginal way, as soon as he touched me.   My body thrilled as he positioned himself against me and sank luxuriously in, into me.  Deeply and completely, then slowly in and out and side to side, stretching me like the most expert masseuse, pausing every few strokes to subdue his own response as my sensation rose with each breath like a gathering tidal wave.   Oh, he knew how to work this vagina thing.  I needed only to sway my hips ever so gently to keep the perfect join.  I was almost coming after five minutes when he suddenly withdrew himself, making me pucker down inside like a baby being pulled from her bottle.  What's wrong?  I questioned with my eyes as I opened them to find my handsome lover, his glossy blonde hair hiding his face, fiddling with the clock radio to reset the alarm.  Then he made a pretense of listening to the sports scores. 


    "Shit, Tina.  I'm gonna get you pregnant!"


    "Don't worry," I breathed, guiding him back inside me.  "My period's due."


    "I hope you're right," he winced, resuming our heady slow dance.


    "Don't stop."  I heard myself beg like a lady in a porn film.  Had I not been on the brink of ectasy, I could've laughed at the line.   But I was soon spiraling up into space in a tremendous climax, my entire pelvis convulsing against my partner like Mother Earth yawning to greet the new day.   I know Brett felt my womanly power, for I saw him rise on his arms and look down at the source with a startled expression.  "Oh, God, Brett, I love you!" I cried, bursting into tears of joy.       


    To my amazement, instead of speeding into the finish, my partner calmly removed himself from me and, getting up from the bed, pulled on his jeans and carefully tucked himself inside, still hard.   "We better get a move on.  We're going to be late for class."


    What control!   So he was still into playing Christian.   In my self-satisfied reverie, I was too happy to care.   And my headache was gone!