Dorsai - Taxi

When she felt me begin to flood her insides with my cum, Carols eyes flew open and she again tried to cry out – and again had her voice cut off by the sudden, more powerful, spasm that overtook her. The increased force of her vaginal reaction also served to increase the pleasure and intensity I was experiencing, as well.

My own climax had finally ended, and I was watching her closely when I saw that she was about to lose the ability to hold herself upright on me. I quickly took her into my arms, and was able to guide her forward to rest against my chest and get her head onto my shoulder when it happened. I expect that several minutes went by before I heard her softly tell me "Please… don't ever do that to me again. It was fucking incredible, but I don't ever want to go through anything like that again, either", her voice hoarse.

I was trying to figure out whether I should continue to hold her, or get her something to drink, when a small motion caught my eye – and when I looked, I saw that Ellen had joined us somewhere along the line. Looking closely, I could see that she was easily as aroused and excited as she'd been when I'd been with her: her breasts were visibly tight, with her areolas crinkled and nipples long and hard; between her thighs, her labia were plainly evident, and dark with her desire. The area between them was shiny with her wetness – some of which had apparently gone on to be soaked up by the small towel she'd thoughtfully placed under herself.

When she saw me looking at her, Ellen gave a small start, and blushed slightly before looking at me in expectation. Rather than disturb Carol by reminding her that her mother had been there to watch as she'd not only given up her virginity, but gone on to have a couple of fairly powerful orgasms, I simply used one hand to mime something to drink and eat to Ellen before pointing at both Carol and myself. When she nodded her understanding, I mouthed "Thank you" to her, and she just waved it away before quietly getting up and leaving my bedroom.

She returned just a couple of minutes later bearing a small tray with a few sodas and a couple of sandwiches on it; looking to see which way Carol was facing, she set it within reach for me on the other side before heading for the bathroom. A few moments later, she reappeared with a towel and the washcloth we'd used before, which she'd apparently dampened again. I smiled my thanks, and she returned it before going back to where she'd been sitting.

With the requisite supplies at hand, I carefully got Carol turned enough that I could take the washcloth and use it to wipe her face – something that seemed to refresh her quite a bit. Next, I grabbed the soda that Ellen had apparently opened in the kitchen, and brought it up to Carols lips. I carefully helped her take a few sips from it before she indicated it was enough for the moment, then took a healthy swallow from it myself.

In somewhat improved shape, Carol was able to look at me as she said "I wanted my first time to be with someone that would be patient and gentle with me, and you were as perfect as I could have dreamed. I never imagined that I'd actually be able to have orgasms when it happened, though. Then to have something like those…!"

I gently hugged her, and kissed the tip of her nose (delighting her), before answering "Carol, I did the things I did because I care about you, and wanted you to KNOW that I care. You're smart, intelligent, brave, and a whole lot of other good things in addition to being as pretty and sexy as you are. All I did, really, was treat you the way I know you deserve for being the person that you are – I didn't do anything special or different just for you. I'm genuinely honored that you would want to give yourself to me this first time, and from what you just said, I'm glad that I was able to make it as special for you as you are to me."

I could see tears starting to form in her eyes from her happiness at what I'd just said, and quickly told her "No, don't start crying – unless you want to see ME start doing it, too!", trying to draw a smile from her. It worked, and she managed to blink back her tears as she did.

I offered her the soda again, and she was feeling better enough to hold it herself – though with both hands. I opened another one one-handed and took possession of it for myself. After she'd had a few more sips of hers, she was comfortable about using just one hand, and I asked if she was hungry. She was, and gratefully accepted the cheese sandwich I offered her. I latched onto the other one, and the two of us sat quietly as we dealt with our food and drink. Once both of us were finished, she let me take the empty can and set it back on the tray with mine; when she moved to get herself a little more comfortable, she realized that my softened cock was still in her. Shortly on the heels of that, she remembered that I'd emptied myself in her, and that there were going to be Things to Deal With when I finally slipped out of her. I could tell when it happened by the blush I saw creep up into her face, and gave her another hug and kiss before saying "It's okay, Carol, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. That's just what happens when two people care about each other enough to share themselves with each other. Would you rather we hadn't done what we had to end up like this?"

She gave a small shake of her head before answering "No, not at all. I'd just forgotten, is all." With that, she also remembered that she'd watched as Ellen had dealt with it – as well as when and where. She quickly turned her head to look around, and quickly spotted her mother sitting quietly, and naked, in the same spot as she'd been in not too long before.

Before she could say anything, Ellen spoke up to tell her "It's okay, dear. There's nothing for you to be ashamed or embarrassed about. I'm just glad to see that you were able to enjoy yourself as much as I could see you did. I could tell that Jim was doing right by you, and making you as happy as he made ME feel. Now you understand how and why I forgot about you being there when I was with him! Just stay there and let him hold you as long as you want – everything is just FINE."

Spotting the tray and towel, and washcloth I'd used, Carol told her mother "Thanks for bringing us this stuff, Mom. It felt so good when he was holding me, and you getting this let us stay like that."

Smiling, Ellen answered "I was happy to do it, dear, after you helped US the way you did."

With that, Carol rested herself against me again, letting me hold her in my arms as she sighed her contentment.

Several minutes passed before Carol and I could both feel that my cock had finally shrunk enough that I'd uncork from her at any moment. I could hear the resignation in her voice when she told me "I suppose we'd better get ready, instead of putting things off until it actually happens."

"I think you're probably right", I answered before carefully (!) reaching over to grab the towel. Carol took it from me, and just as carefully got it refolded to suit her wishes. After she'd pulled away from me a little bit, I told her "If you want to, you can just move next to me, and I'll be glad to stay with you for however long you want."

Pleased, she nodded her agreement before counting down "3… 2… 1… now!" and lifting herself up and getting the towel between her legs in a single quick movement. That accomplished, she didn't have to rush as she got herself off of me, and then seated where she could lean against my side. I put my arm around her, and when she turned her head my way, softly kissed her on the lips. She happily kissed me back before taking the washcloth in her hand and telling me "Now it's my turn to clean you off – and I know why Mom said that she was glad to do it, 'cause that's how I feel too… like this is something I can do to show you I appreciate how good and happy you made me feel" before calmly using it to clean my cock and balls of our combined (mostly mine, but some of hers) juices. When Carol was done, Ellen didn't hesitate to get up from where she was and come to collect it, then take it into the bathroom where we could hear as she rinsed it out. When she was satisfied, she simply came back into the bedroom and took her seat again.