Dorsai - Full Circle

"The only thing is, we're going to have to make love a different way, is all. I get a little tired, this way."

"Anything – as long as we can keep going!", she declared.

When I started to ease myself out of her, she quickly looked down between us and watched as my erect penis slowly pulled free of her, drawing her labia out along with it. I heard her softly say "Oh, god, it looks so sexy!"

When I was free of her, I moved from between her legs so she could get up – I knew that she needed/wanted to blow her nose and dry her eyes before we make love again. Motivated by the prospect of making love some more, she took care of everything in what was probably record time; it couldn't have been a full minute before she was back on the bed, sitting across from me as she asked "What now, Dan?"

"How about if we try 'doggie' style?", I asked.

She thought about how she'd seen me and Kelly, and decided that it appealed to her – with a lecherous grin and enthusiastic nod, she quickly moved to her hands and knees. I could see that her eyes were locked on my erect, swaying penis as I knee-walked over to her. When she lost sight of my erection, she looked up at me – and didn't even blush when she realized I knew where she'd been looking. She just gave me a smoky-eyed look that let me know she was ready. Looking between her thighs, I could see the parallel lines of her labia bracketing her opening, with her wet, matted dark red bush providing a nice backdrop.

When she felt the head of my erection brushing against her, she realized that we weren't quite lined up correctly, and quickly moved to correct the problem. Putting one of my hands on her hip, I used the other to position myself against her entrance. Arching my hips, I slid into her, burying my manhood in her in a single steady thrust – accompanied by a deep groan of pleasure from her.

I quickly put my hands on her waist and began slowly thrusting myself in and out of her again. Once I was into a rhythm again, I leaned forward so I could slide my hands around and cup her firm breasts. I could feel her nipples dragging across my palms as her breasts swayed in counterpoint to my movement in her, and I traced my fingertips along the curves of her hanging breasts until I could gently pull and pinch her erect nipples. She responded by reaching a hand back between her legs so she could try cup my balls in her hand, then softly curl her fingers so she was dragging her fingernails across my scrotum.

The effect on me was electrifying – after about the second time she did that, it felt like my cock was as long and hard as it had ever been. I knew that if she kept that up, she was going to have me emptying myself into her in very short order. But it felt so damn good that I didn't want her to stop – so the only other thing for me to do was try and get her to climax with me. I quickly speeded up the pace of my efforts, as well as the force with which I was entering her. From the way she'd responded when it had been our pelvises contacting, I wasn't surprised when my increased activity and "enthusiasm" did what I'd hoped they would: quickly increase her arousal and excitement, too, causing her hot sheath to start clenching around me again.

The test to see which one of us could hold out the longest lasted only a few more minutes; I conceded the loss by trying to see if I could fit my entire body inside her tight, wet womanhood before what felt like gallons of semen erupted from the end of my penis. She threw her head back and all but screamed "Oh, God! I can feel it!" before the first wave of her release overwhelmed her. I could only hold myself as deeply in her as I could while the muscles of her vagina began a milking sensation that not only intensified, but prolonged my release.

The position I was in left me a little more stable than hers did; after the first few spasms coursed through her body, the arm she was supporting herself with suddenly gave way. I nearly wrenched my back in the process, but I managed to catch and hold her so that she didn't fall face-first onto the bed. Her hand released my scrotum, and she managed to offer at least token assistance as I carefully got her lying down on the bed. I stayed right with her during the process, my mostly-erect penis still deep inside her sheath. Once I was satisfied that she could breathe properly, I rearranged my arms and legs so that even though my lower body was resting on hers, I was holding my upper body over hers by resting on my elbows. She was covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, just as I was, and the feeling of our bodies sliding against each other was helping keep me erect enough to stay inside her. Her breathing was fast and shallow, so I lowered my head and began softly kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck to give her an external reference point. After a bit, she gave a little shudder and managed to croak "Dear God that was good!"

I kissed her on the base of her neck, between her shoulders in response, but kept my silence – I was still trying to get my breath back, too.

After a bit, she started to move; I simply told her "Unless I'm making you uncomfortable, why don't you just hold still and relax?"

She murmured "No, you're not making me uncomfortable – you feel nice", with a smile.

I continued to hold myself over her like that for some time. There was an occasional fluttering in her vagina that did wonders for keeping me erect enough to keep our juices "corked" inside her. But there wasn't anything that could stop it, though; as I felt myself getting close to the point where I knew I'd finally slip free of her, I was surprised to hear a soft buzzing noise coming from her. I checked her, and was amused to discover that she'd fallen asleep – and was faintly snoring!

Rather than wake her, I just waited until I felt myself slip free of her intimate grasp. I carefully moved away from her and made a quick dash to the bathroom for a damp washcloth and a towel. Back in bed, I managed to get her turned over without waking her, and gently went about cleaning her up – not just our escaping fluids, but the faint traces of blood from her defunct maidenhead. Back to the bathroom again where I cleaned myself up, as well. Once I was back next to her, I got her rolled onto her side and moved to spoon with her, my hand resting on her belly. I drifted into a half-sleep, but came awake every time she moved or her breathing changed – so I was alert and looking at her when she woke up from her little nap.

She turned her head to look at me, and awarded me an absolutely beatific smile before shifting herself so that she was lying on her back. Taking my hand, she lifted it to her lips and kissed the palm before moving it to hold her breast. Raising her hands over her head, she stretched hard enough that I could hear her muscles creak, and a few joints pop, before she relaxed again. She laid her hand on my face and lovingly told me "I knew I was making the right choice when I wanted to give myself to you the first time. You've been so kind, and gentle, and patient with me; there was never any doubt in my mind that you loved me. But when you talked to me, too, the way you did – well, that was just the icing on the cake. And then when you made love to me, and I had those wonderful orgasms! I didn't know that a person could love someone they way you've shown me you love me; and then to help me learn what love meant, and letting me love you back, the same way – I… I just don't know how I could be so lucky, and so loved."

I took her hand in mine and kissed it before telling her "We love you the way we do because you deserve it – by being the kind of person you are. And if anyone is lucky, its us, for getting the chance to know you, and teach you what we've learned, so that you can be our friend, too."

I could see the pleased surprise on her face when she asked "I… I can be your friend, too? You, and Kelly, and Jan, and all the others – they'll let me be their friend?"