Dorsai - Jan

And hot! Satisfied that I wasn't going to slide away, she released her hold on my penis, and put her other hand on my other shoulder. Locking eyes with me, she raised herself slightly, and then sat down again, allowing perhaps another half an inch of me to enter her. She smiled at me as she paused a few moments to get used to the sensation and allow herself to stretch. By now, she was wet enough that I could feel small rivulets of her juices trickling down my penis, and puddling in my pubic hair. When she was ready, she again raised herself slightly before sitting again – and again, another half inch of me slid further into her. This time, her eyes closed, and I could see her concentrating on letting her internal muscles stretch so that she could continue. Still, after a bit, they opened again, and she looked into my eyes as she repeated her actions – this time, gaining perhaps an inch of my hardness. This time, she kept here eyes open, though I could still see the look of aroused concentration on her face as she slowly got used to this new sensation. The wait was a bit longer this time, but when she was ready, she did it again – first raising, then lowering, herself so that she took nearly another inch inside. This time, I could see on her face that she was a bit uncomfortable, and told her "Jan, wait a bit if you need to. I'm here, and I'm not going anyplace" – a wry grin from her at that – "and we've got the whole week, if that's what it takes. Take as much time as you have to, and do what you have to, to make this right and comfortable for you. Even if you want to stop, that's fine with me."

"Damned if I'm gonna stop! It feels too good! I just need a little bit to get used to it, is all.", she replied, panting slightly.

As she sat there, I reached up and put my hands on her breasts, which now glistened with a fine sheen of perspiration. Running my thumbs over her nipples, I cupped and squeezed her mounds, delighting in their firm texture and soft surface. After a few moments, though, I realized that I hadn't hit the obstruction of her hymen as soon as I had with Kelly. I looked up into her face, and asked her "Jan, are you okay?"

She looked at me in surprise, and asked "Sure, why not? It doesn't hurt; like I said, I just need to get used to it."

"That's what I mean – you don't act like you've had any pain or anything; I know we're past where your maidenhead was."

"Oh, that. I could feel it when you went past that point, and felt kind of a pulling sensation, but it didn't actually hurt or anything, it was just uncomfortable for a moment, so I kept going. It's okay, really."

Since she didn't seem in any pain or discomfort, that pretty much settled it for me, and I went back to fondling her breasts.

After a couple minutes, she started moving again, only this time, she raised herself almost completely off me, so that only the head of my erection was still inside her before sitting down again, so that only a little more of me slid into her. She continued this for the next several minutes, slowly, so that each time she lowered herself, she gained another fraction of an inch of my penis inside her. Finally, though, there came the point where she lowered herself enough that her cute, firm, tight fanny was securely planted in my lap, and the full length of my member was inside her hot, tight, wet tunnel of love.

At that point, I could see her visibly relax, and quit fondling her breasts to pull her against my chest, where I hugged her before softly kissing her face and neck and shoulders, before settling on her lips. We stayed like that, holding each other and softly kissing, for only a couple of minutes before she started moving her pelvis in small, experimental motions. First, she simply raised herself a bit – not enough that I actually slid out any, but more of a finding out how much she could move before I did start to slide. From there, she tried moving her pelvis in different directions – forward and backward, sideways, small circular movements, and so on. As she got used to having me completely inside her, her movements became more and more bold and extensive; and the more she moved, the better her slick secretions were distributed, making it even easier for her to experiment – and the more she enjoyed her self-induced sensations, judging from the gasping and moaning noises she was making. In only a few minutes, she had started to bounce up and down on my lap, allowing perhaps an inch or two of my stiffness to slide in and out of her opening; a few minutes later, and her bounces were higher, moving herself over nearly my entire length, and soaking our pubic hair with her delightful womanly oils. She was not gentle about impaling herself on me, either – each time she came down, it was firm enough for us to bump slightly, and slightly squeeze her clitoris between our pubic bones, arousing her even further.

Finally, though, her legs started to tire, and she slowed down. Taking her into my arms, I sat up, and then carefully moved us back down onto the floor, still connected. With her on her back, and me over her and between her legs. I rested on myself on my elbows, and began a slow, steady thrusting into her. So much has been said in trying to describe the sensation; yet no words will ever be sufficient to describe it.

Suffice it to say, it was all the glorious descriptions ever used, only more so. Hot, and tight, yet still slick enough to allow our lovemaking – that mutual friction that defies all description, but once experienced, is never forgotten and sought after from then on.

Changing my angle slightly, I was better able to stimulate her clitoris as my erect penis slid by it; before long, she was panting in my ear again, and raking her nails across my back as she hunched herself up onto me. After only a very few minutes, I could hear the change in her breathing, and feel the tightening of her vagina, as her climax approached, then hit her. When it did, her breathing stopped, and she lifter her hips clear off the floor as she impaled herself on me for the good ten or fifteen seconds that her first spasm lasted. With a gasp, she nearly fell back onto the floor, and I quickly pressed myself as far into her as I could, mashing her clitoris between us – and again, her breathing stopped as I felt her internal muscles clamp down on me, almost painfully, before they started a rhythmic milking of my buried member. Having already climaxed once, thanks to her oral administrations, I wasn't anywhere near my own release, and was able to fully enjoy the unique sensations her internal muscles generated as her orgasm progressed, until, finally and slowly, they passed, and she was again able to start breathing regularly – if panting. Opening her eyes, she looked up at me, and when she did, I began thrusting again – soon moving a bit faster this time, and with a bit more force when I re-entered her. When I did that, her eyes got big for a few moments, until the sensations started to take hold of her again, and she closed her eyes to focus on our joining, and the effects it was having on her.

Exercising a little control over her internal muscles, she started clasping at me. Since I had not let her fall far from her previous peak, it didn't take her to start moaning under me again, grunting slightly as I bumped our pelvises together, and gasping her arousal, repeating "Oh!….Oh!….Oh!" over and over again. Pausing long enough to raise myself up on my hands and arms, I resumed my pistoning in her, and was able to look down between us, where I saw her thin vaginal lips – wet and glistening from her juices – clasping me as I moved; clutching at me on the out stroke, and disappearing, guiding me, when I thrust back into her.

It took only a couple more minutes before she was again spasming around me – but this time, I could feel the faint beginnings of my own climax, and didn't stop thrusting into her as her orgasm came (forgive the pun) and went. When this one passed, she didn't even open her eyes – she simply accepted that our time was not yet over, and gave herself to the continuing stimulation and sensations that I was providing. In only a couple of minutes, her moans were almost continuous, and she raised her legs enough to lock her ankles behind me, using her heels to try and press me even farther into her. With her pelvis tilted up toward me like that, I was able to penetrate her even farther; along with that penetration came a subtle change in the angle I was entering her, bringing a bit more stimulation to the head of my slick erection. In only a few minutes, I could feel the start of my own climax, and started thrusting into her harder and harder, almost mashing her clitoris between our pubic bones as I impacted her. Raising her hips again, she lifted herself completely off the floor as I almost pounded into her time after time, until, finally, I felt myself tightening up for that final release that all men seek. As I felt the first shot of my semen start it's journey, I pressed myself into her as far as I could; in return, she hunched herself up again, and started a small circular motion with her hips that stimulated me far more than I would have believed – I fully expected that initial blast of my seminal fluid to bounce off her tonsils, so strongly did it hit me. The second, and even third, didn't feel much less powerful, and they seemed to be enough to push her over the edge into her third orgasm of our lovemaking session: I felt her clamp down on me yet again, soon followed by a strange 'fluttering' sensation from inside her that served more to keep me from getting soft than to milk the rest of my fluids from my still-tingling erection.