Dorsai - Taxi

When I kissed her cheek, she turned her head to look at me for a second before wrapping her arms around me and hugging me fiercely. When she relaxed her arms again, I pulled back a little to look at her before she told me "I don't need to ask if you enjoyed that as much as I did – I could feel it when you started squirting in me, and that just made it so much better! I can feel you, still inside me, and it feels so good – not just having you there, but that you're staying with me, and holding yourself so close over me."

"I like being in you, and over you", I assured her. She was clearly pleased by what I said as I continued "I'm glad I was able to make you happy with that part, too."

With that, the two of us simply lay there looking at each other.

"That was just… amazing!"

Carol's soft voice reminded me that we'd undoubtedly had a witness to what had just happened between (and with) Ellen and me. From the way she blushed, I had to figure that Ellen had forgotten about her daughter, too.

Looking the general direction the voice had seemed to come from, I saw that Carol had gotten herself settled into a chair a little past the foot of the bed, and off to the side a bit. I didn't doubt that she'd been able to see and hear pretty much everything. Ellen and I shared a look of commiseration before she told Carol "It certainly FELT amazing, dear. We completely forgot about you; how long have you been here?"

I could hear the mild embarrassment in her voice as Carol answered "I, uh, I got here right before you started talking… there on the bed."

"So you've seen and heard everything?" Ellen asked.

"Um, yeah, I did."

"Carol, dear, it's awkward talking to you like this. Would you mind coming around to where we can see each other?" Ellen asked – then blushing when she realized that her daughter could likely see her (us!) all too well.

But Carol did as asked, and quickly found a spot on the floor next to the bed; the look on her face was a mixture of embarrassment, awe at what she'd just seen, and what I suspected was no small measure of arousal and anticipation. The look I got from Ellen told me that she'd likely seen much the same things.

Both of us were looking at Carol as Ellen asked "If you've been here that long, then you've heard what Jim and I have said to each other. And not just that, but when we've said it – that is, what happened before and after." Carol nodded, keeping her focus on Ellen's face and not letting it drift any lower. Ellen then asked "Is there anything either of us said that you have a question about, or want explained or anything? You understood what we were saying, and why?" I couldn't help but be impressed by the way Ellen was able to maintain her composure while laying stark naked in front of her daughter, with an equally naked man with his dick still in her laying over her.

Carol said that she didn't have any questions yet, and that she'd understood, before Ellen wanted to know "Was there anything that either of us DID that you want to ask, or talk about?"

Blushing, Carol said that there wasn't before adding "It… it was pretty much like what I saw before. You know, in that movie. Not exactly the same, though; but I think that that's because the people in the movie were actors, and you and Jim actually, um, like each other."

"It's okay, dear, you can say it: Jim and I love each other. Not as much or the same way that your father and I did, but enough, and certainly close enough. We aren't thinking of getting married, but what we've had together does mean something to us."

"I know. I was listening when you were talking about it, and I understood what both of you were saying."

Ellen nodded, and asked "Was there anything else?"

Plainly feeling a bit uncomfortable, Carol said "I was kind of surprised when Jim didn't, um, pull out of you like they did in that movie, when he climaxed. And when you said you could feel it, and liked it, when he squirted inside you, too."

"Carol, when you're with someone you care about, the physical things you do with each other become very special. And when the person you're with cares about you enough to actually try and make you feel good, as Jim did with me, then that makes it even easier for you to enjoy your time with them, and what they do. As for the other…" Ellen turned to look at me for help explaining the difference between what happens in a porno movie and real life. I thought about it for a few moments, then told Carol "A lot of what you saw in that movie was just that: a movie. One of the things they do in movies like that is that the men pull out of the woman when they're going to climax. That's so that the people that watch it will know that he isn't just pretending. I think, but don't know, that the idea is that if they show that the man's climax is real, then the people watching will think that the ones the women have are real, too. Since women don't climax the same way a man does, there isn't any way to really know if they're pretending or not. But since most of those kinds of movies are sold to men, the people that make them try to do everything they can to keep those men happy – and that includes the guys in the movie SHOWING that they're climaxing, so that the men watching can pretend to believe that the women in the movies are really climaxing, too."

It took a few seconds, but Carol finally understood just how ridiculous all of that was; and she couldn't help smiling at the humor of it. That was when Ellen demonstrated a courage and depth of character that I hadn't expected by asking "Carol, would you be kind enough to get a damp washcloth and a towel for me? Jim is going to pull out of me, and I don't want to leave a mess for you two to have to deal with when his semen starts leaking out of me." I had been shrinking inside her, but the position I was in (and that I was holding as still as I was) would still have made it possible for us to uncouple and get cleaned up without too much fuss or hurry. But she'd made the request, so I was willing to go along with it, figuring that she had her reasons. After I'd gotten myself onto my side next to her, I found out what those were when Carol got back from my bathroom with the requested items. Taking the towel from her daughter, Ellen told her "You might as well stay to see this; it's something you'll have to deal with, as well, and there's no point to being shy now…" before gently nudging me to get off of her. I did, and she paused what she was doing long enough for Carol to see what the problem was before quickly getting the towel tucked under herself. She then took the washcloth and told Carol "Whether you want to do this or not is up to you. As wonderful as Jim made me feel, and as much as he's come to mean to me, I'm glad to do something this personal for him" – and calmly proceeded to use the damp washcloth to (thoroughly!) clean my cock and pelvis. Once she was done with me, she simply shifted her attentions to herself, cleaning up what she could as my cum slowly dribbled out of her. Then, to top things off, when it was clear that Ellen was done with the washcloth, Carol simply reached out to take possession of it without either of them saying a word.

After Carol had headed for my bathroom, Ellen quietly told me "I hope I didn't embarrass you by doing that", to which I replied "Embarrassed, no – surprised, yes."

She gave me a smile as she answered "Well, thank you for going along with it so well. I figured I needed to make the point one last time that there are going to be aspects of this that she hadn't thought of."

I smiled back and told her "I think you accomplished that!", drawing a small laugh from her, before I moved my hand to be belly. She put hers on top of mine, and the two of us were laying like that when Carol got back.

Carol stood there for a few seconds before deciding to take a seat on the floor again. I noticed that her eyes kept wandering to points south of where my hand was on Ellen. Ellen apparently saw it, too, and when I looked at her after she'd given my hand a little squeeze, she made a couple of gestures to point it out. I just gave her a nod and brief smile, causing her to grin before both of us turned our attention to Carol again.