Dorsai - Marilyns Return

She considered that for a few seconds and then said that it would. I told her "Then I'll get us a soda from the refrigerator, okay?"

She immediately got worked up and told me "I will be the one to do that!" – and promptly hopped out of bed and headed for the kitchen before I could stop her. She was back in just a minute with a couple of cans of Coke. She quickly climbed back into bed with me, and opened one of them before handing it to me. As I was taking a sip, she opened the other and promptly took several healthy swallows from it – using the last one to briefly 'rinse' her mouth before swallowing it. She saw me looking at her, and blushed a little before defiantly telling me "I don't think it is good for you to taste your juice like that. You are not a bacla (male homosexual)!"

I laughed and answered "Okay, okay, okay! Is it all right if I kiss you now?"

She blushed again, and nodded before leaning over to let me give her a kiss – one that included a little mutual tonsil massage. When it ended, she looked at me somewhat suspiciously, as though trying to determine whether or not she'd gotten all of my cum out of her mouth. She hadn't, really, but it wasn't anything I was going to worry about, so I put on my best "everything is fine" face.

That seemed to satisfy her, and she let me pull her next to my side and put my arm around her. When my hand came to rest on her belly, she didn't hesitate to move it up so that it was covering her breast.

As we lay there, recovering from my climax, we talked – not just about us, but about her: what she wanted to do with her life, how she planned to continue her education, what she saw as the future of the Philippines, what problems and possible solutions she saw for the country, and so on. I knew that she was smart, but I was surprised at the breadth of things that she paid attention to, and the amount of thought that she put into her future. I knew that I was going to have to tell Kelly to have her OWN little 'chat' with Marilyn when the two of them together; there wasn't a doubt in my mind that we would have to find a way to make sure that Marilyn got all the 'breaks' we could manage for her.

Still, the reason she was laying there with me was because she wanted us to make love. And she never lost sight of that 'goal'. Nearly an hour went by with the two of us talking before she decided to change the subject by asking me "Tito Dan? Do you think that you are ready to make love to me now?"

I gave her a hug, and softly caressed the nipple in my hand before I answered "I think so, dear. But if you look, I think you can see that even though I am ready to make love with you, there is still something that needs to be taken care of."

She looked down to where my penis was laying against me leg, and understood what I meant. Looking up at me, she grinned and told me "I can fix that!"

I grinned back and answered "I thought so", making her grin even wider.

She didn't delay in pivoting around so that she could take my limp penis in her hand and begin stroking it – and feeling me begin to respond to her gentle touch. With an impish grin, she opened her mouth and took nearly my entire length inside, gently sucking on me as she used her wonderfully talented tongue to massage me back to life. I began to caress her thigh, and when she looked over at me, I told her "I want to do like that to you again."

She gave me a happy nod, and released me from her lips long enough to let me stretch out on the bed; when I was in position, she quickly picked up where she left off. While she was doing that, I carefully guided her to a kneeling position, and got one of her legs lifted up and positioned on the other side of my head – leaving her positioned for what I wanted to do with her.

Raising my head a little, I was able to once again start licking between Marilyn's thin, slick labia, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. As before, it didn't take me long to exhaust the immediate supply – but I also knew how to get her producing more! Still, what she was doing to me was feeling damn good, so I decided to return the favor for a bit. Fastening my mouth over her opening, I stiffened my tongue and tried to see if I could somehow manage to lick her tonsils from that end of her – and was rewarded by a deep, prolonged groanas she tried to help by pressing herself back against me. When I ultimately decided I wasn't going to make it – a couple of minutes later – I switched over to softly sucking on her opening, as through trying to draw a particularly thick milkshake through a straw. She seemed to like that feeling as well, if her gasps and moans around my erect penis were any indication.

With my hands holding the firm globes of her ass, and my face buried between her smooth thighs, I wasn't in any particular hurry to stop what I was doing. The feelings she was creating around my manhood felt great – but I wasn't anywhere near being aroused enough to cum, so I took the opportunity she was presenting me to enjoy myself a bit. Between softly 'chewing' her labia, 'milking' her clitoris with my lips, and everything else I was doing, it was only a very few minutes before I had her fairly dripping in arousal – accompanied by a nonstop series of moans, gasps, groans, and other happy/aroused noises.

When I was finally satisfied, I lowered my head back to the bed and asked her "Are you ready, Marilyn?"

She released my penis from her mouth with a soft 'pop' and sat up before answering "Oh, yes, Tito Dan!"

I smiled to myself at her eagerness and enthusiasm, and gently guided her so that she wasn't straddling my head any longer. She turned around to face me, and with only the faintest hint of nervousness asked me "How do we… What do we do, Dan?"

I sat up and took her in my arms for a kiss before answering "The easiest way for YOU would be if you were on top of me. Then you could just kind of 'sit down' on me, and only go as fast as you wanted to. If we do it any other way, then it will be up to me to know when to slow down, and when to stop, so that it is easier for you."

She thought it over for a second, and told me "I want to have you on top of me – that is the one they call the 'missionary position', yes?"

I nodded, and told her "Yes, that's it. But why do you want to do it that way, instead of the other one?"

To my surprise, she blushed a little before telling me "I am a little bit afraid that I will not have the courage when it is time to break my… what you call it? Cherry?" I nodded, and she went on "And you are very big and strong, and I want to feel you over me, like you are protecting me while we are making love the first time."

There really wasn't anything for me to say to that. I was worried about hurting her, but I was damned if I was going to disappoint her, either. The only thing I could do was to make sure I went slowly, and was as gentle as I could be with her, and didn't hurt her too much when the time came. Smiling at her, I told her "If that is what you want, then that is what we will do" – and got a big (relieved) smile in return.

She quickly moved to lie down on the bed, and spread her legs for me without a second thought. I moved between them, and as she looked up at me in complete confidence and trust, got us situated: with my gentle guidance, she bent her legs and lifted her knees, tilting her pelvis up and making it easier for me to get positioned and lined up. I reached between us and took hold of my erection, then slid it up and down between her vaginal lips, making sure the head was well lubricated with her oils. As I was doing that, she closed her eyes, moaning at the feeling of it. When she felt me position myself at her entrance, she opened her eyes again and looked up at me, saying "I am ready, Tito Dan. Please, make love with me."

As we looked into each other's eyes, I began to press myself forward – slowly, but firmly. Around the end of my penis, I could feel it as she consciously tried to relax herself to let me in. After a few moments, she had relaxed enough that the small amount of pressure I was applying was enough to let the head of my penis slip through her opening. When that happened, her eyes got positively huge – but she didn't utter a peep. Still, I waited until I saw her smile, and nod to me that she was ready for me to continue.