Dorsai - Kelly's adventures

Other than our soft pants of arousal and an occasional moan of pleasure, our lovemaking was silent – and somehow, the more personal and intimate because of it. The only way I knew Kelly was keeping pace with my own steadily increasing excitement was how she was getting even hotter and tighter around me. She was creating more than ample fluids to keep us lubricated: I could feel my pubic hair getting matted from the overflow of her feminine oils, and the room was thick with the scent of her.

Several more wonderful minutes passed, and I could feel myself slowly approaching my climax. I knew that Kelly was as aroused as I was – if not more – from the deep blush of arousal that started at her shoulders and ran all the way down to the upper slopes of her breasts. Too, I could feel her beginning to lose control over her internal muscles: rather than tightening herself around me only when she was lifting herself off of me, it was happening more and more often at other times, as well.

As she (and I!) got closer and closer to release, her actions on me lost some of their stately pace. Rather than ten or twelve seconds for her to complete a cycle of catch-and-release, it was now five or six – and ever so slowly decreasing. A few more minutes, and I could feel myself approaching the brink; it wasn't going to be much longer before I filled her with my seed.

Kelly seemed to know how close I was, and deliberately slowed her movements again – both extending, and deepening, my pleasure. But there comes a point where there's no stopping the inevitable: Kelly lowered herself onto me again, and when she tightened herself around me, I couldn't help but start flooding her with my seed. Her eyes flew open when she felt it, and I saw as she clamped her mouth shut to stop from screaming her own release. Instead, she only emitted a long, deep groan of pleasure as I felt her insides start spasming around me while I continued to empty myself into her in long, powerful jets of ecstasy.

After the first tsunami of release had passed through her, Kelly let herself lean forward to put her hands on my chest. Using her arms to support herself, I felt – and watched – as a succession of powerful waves of orgasmic bliss took her over. Only after the fourth or fifth had run their course was there any noticeable decrease in their power as I felt myself deposit the last little bit of my available semen in her.

Gasping for breath – as I was – Kelly lowered herself to lay on me as relatively minor tremors rippled through her body. Despite emptying myself in her, I was still semi-erect – something that clearly pleased both of us.

When I'd caught my breath, I started giving her small, tender kisses as a way to help her find a solid point of reference. In a couple of minutes, she was recovered enough to start returning them; we spent the next little while content to be in such close contact with each other.

Neither of us felt any need to talk: both of us had felt the deep intimacy and affection of our passion, so we were content to simply continue exchanging soft, gentle, loving kisses. Only when my penis softened enough to pull free of her did Kelly move; and even then, it was only so she could roll off of me to lie on her back next to me. I moved to lie on my side, and put my arm across her to give her a hug before simply holding her close.

Kelly had been the one to put the effort into our lovemaking, so I wasn't surprised as I watched her fall asleep. Careful not to disturb her, I went into the bathroom and got a damp washcloth and towel, bringing them back to the bed with me. I gently cleaned our combined juices from between her thighs, taking care not to disturb her, before drying her. I went on to clean myself up, and took the cloth and towel back into the bathroom before getting back into bed with her. I moved to lie on my side next to her again. When she felt me next to her, she woke slightly and lifted her legs a bit in invitation for me to curl up next to her so she could let them drape over mine – the effect being that she would be 'sitting' on my 'lap'. It was her favorite way for us to cuddle, and I quickly moved to do as she wanted. With a murmur of happiness, she wriggled a bit closer to me before I rested my arm on her body. I put my hand over her breast, and she made noises of contentment before falling asleep again.

I couldn't help but lay there for a little bit, watching her as she slept. I don't know how long it was before I joined her in the land of Nod.

She woke up the next morning to see me watching her. The situation had been the reverse often enough that she didn't offer any protest.

Instead, she gave me a beatific smile before stretching; I was close enough to hear joins pop and muscles creak. Reinvigorated, she turned her head so the two of us could share a friendly good-morning kiss.

We were still in the same position we'd been when we fell asleep the night before – aside from my hand on her other breast – and she told me "This has got to be the best way for Anyone to wake up: snuggling with the person they love most in the whole world, after making such*wonderful* love with that person the night before."

I just smiled at her, and answered "Yup. Right pleasant, isn't it?"

I saw her get slightly distracted for a moment before she gave me another one of her patented I-Love-You smiles as she told me "You are such a dear to clean me up after last night. I was going to rest a minute after I laid down, but I fell asleep."

"I noticed" – she stuck her tongue out at me, so I kissed it before I went on – "I didn't want you to wake up 'icky', and I didn't have the heart to wake you up after you did all the work" – "It wasn't work, it was fun!" – "so I went ahead and took care of it."

"Well, thank you anyway."

We stayed like that for maybe half an hour before Kelly noticed the time, telling me "I think we need to clean up and get ready to hit the beach, dear. Especially since I'm going to want a big breakfast so I can get my energy back from last night!"

I leaned over so we could share another kiss before I detoured to kiss the end of her breast – watching her nipple rise up in greeting when I did – before we managed to drag ourselves out of bed and head for the bathroom.

Cleaned, dried, and with out suits on underneath our street clothes, we headed for the lobby, where we found Marlyn and Marilyn heading for the door. Kelly got their attention, and when they saw who it was, smiled as they waited the few seconds for us to catch up. On the way to the restaurant area, I noticed that Marilyn seemed a little more relaxed around me – even to the point of being willing to actually walk next to me, instead of on the other side of Kelly, or next to Marlyn. I gently nudged Kelly, and when she looked at me, I gestured toward Marilyn and indicated that Kelly should keep her busy. Kelly happily agreed, and started talking to her. I got Marlyn's attention, and she slowed a bit so that the two of us were a few feet behind where Kelly and Marilyn were talking.

I told Marlyn "Marilyn seems a little happier and more relaxed today."

Marlyn smiled, and said "Yes, she is. This is the first time that we've really been able to spend more than just a day together – I told her last night that we would be here a couple more days, and she's very happy."

"She doesn't seem to be afraid of me so much, either."

Marlyn looked surprised, and said "Oh, no, she isn't afraid of you!

You're just the first man to pay any attention to her – except those in the orphanage, and they aren't really nice. She was just very shy yesterday, is all. While we were shopping, she asked me several questions about you, and even told me that she thinks you're 'guapo' – handsome. She just wasn't sure about you. Last night, she told me that she saw Kelly hug your arm, and decided that if a nice person like Kelly cared for you, then you were probably nice, too."