“Very true, and that is why they know what and where a G-spot is, and how to score a touchdown every time!”
“Okay, can we lose the football lingo?”
“Sure, if you will agree, it’s best to be fucked by a pro.”
“Why do you have to be so … so…?”
“Truthful?”
“Vulgar.”
Nicole laughed hard at that. Here Tami was talking about pussies, clits, G-spots, and orgasms, yet she says the word “fucked” and it’s vulgar. “You’re hopeless.”
“I am not.”
“Are too. And don’t go changing the subject; get back to the story.”
“Why, so you can get wet?”
“Brat.” Hell yes, as soon as I get his picture again.
“I learned from the best, my friend.”
“Story, now!”
Tami chucked, then started again. “So where was I?”
“He had your clit in his lips. Sucking softly. Tongue flicking back and forth.”
“Right. His mouth was warm, and his tongue moved so fast, I was squirming, my muscles grabbing so tightly I could feel it in my toes. He had his hands on my ass cheeks, holding me in place, and he didn’t stop, even when I came again.”
“Good boy.”
“I kept thinking I should be saying something, but I couldn’t get any words out.”
“Talking is overrated. As long as you were screaming your pleasure loud enough for him to hear, you did fine.”
“Yes, but you said to give him encouragement.”
“True. Honey, all you have to do is say ‘oh that feels good’ or ‘do it again’ or ‘I’m coming.’ Trust me, you don’t have to get all flowery or mushy.”
“Well, I didn’t because I couldn’t talk. I never knew it could be so overwhelming. My skin tingled and it was hard to focus. I completely lost track of time.”
Nicole felt a certain satisfaction in Tami’s pleasure. And, the mental picture of Robert’s head between her legs didn’t hurt. She’d been waiting for years for her friend to find a man who could show her what sex was all about, and for the last two days, she lived with the dread that Tami might suffer the worst sexual disaster imaginable. A man without talent! Looking at the soft smile on Tami’s face, the dreamy look in her eyes, she could now relax and enjoy listening to Tami’s sexual exploits. Damn! About time! “And?”
“Well after coming twice, my body was so sensitive I couldn’t stand to be touched anymore, so Jerry stopped.”
“Wait, he stopped?” So much for talent.
“Yes, is that wrong?”
“Depends.”
“On what?” Tami whined.
“Depends on how he stopped.”
“Well, I told him I couldn’t breathe and he stopped.”
“Okay, so what happened next?”
“He climbed into bed, kissed me, and we went to sleep.”
“Kind of anticlimactic, don’t you think?”
“No!”
“Okay, don’t get your panties in a twist.”
“Well, shit. You make it sound like I did something wrong again.”
“I’m sorry, sweetie. You did everything right. I forgot how sensitive it could be those first times. Smile. You did fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course. So when is the next date?”
“Tonight.”
“Plans?”
“Dinner and a movie.”
“And?”
“Well he didn’t say, but I’m hoping tonight he will actually stick his penis in my pussy. I want to feel what that is like.”
“I’m sure you do.”
“That is the next step, isn’t it?”
“For most people, yes.” But it doesn’t usually take four days to get there. “I have to get back to the office. We can continue tomorrow, okay?”
“Yes. I’m done for the day, so I’m headed home. Have a great time tonight and enjoy.”
Nicole and Tami walked out of the diner together. After a quick hug on the sidewalk, Tami hailed a cab and disappeared down the street. Nicole pulled out her cell phone and dialed Robert’s number.
“Hello.”
“Robert.”
“Mm, Nicole. What are you up to this fine day?”
“Just heading home to take a hot shower.”
“Want some company? I’m great with a sponge.”
Hell yes, come get naked with me. “Sure.”
“I’m on my way.”
“You haven’t hung up yet?”
“Well no, we haven’t said goodbye.”
“Fuck that, hang up the phone and get your ass moving.”
The line went dead. Nicole turned toward home and smiled. Handsome, strong, sexy Robert, bring your hard cock, soft hands, hot lips, and let’s get busy.
Chapter 7
Kiss The Bride
Once the newly married Millers reached the foyer, Tami turned to embrace Nicole. “We did it!”
“No, you and Jerry did it darling. I’m still single, thank God.”
“You know what I mean, Nicole.” Tami smiled.
“Yes, yes I do. And, I’m thrilled for you and Jerry.”
“It was beautiful. Please say it was beautiful.”
“It was beautiful.” Nicole said the correct words, even though her brain was speeding back to the scene of the obey conflict. “Everything you planned for and more, honey.” We will discuss the terms of divorce later, unless he strikes obey from the agreement.
Tami again put her arms around Nicole and squeezed.
Nicole whispered in Tami’s ear, “Tami, hon, you’re going to cause a permanent wrinkle in my tit if you keep this up.” Apparently, she had not whispered softly enough, because Jerry was now laughing loudly as he and his brother stood waiting.
Tami seemed to gain control of herself and joined the others for a traditional receiving line. The bride first, then the groom, parents, maid of honor, best man, and the bridesmaids and ushers. All looking their best in wedding garb. A parade of guests slowly left the church, shaking hands with each person as they passed. Several of the older men paused to slap Jerry on the shoulder as if he’d just won the lotto. Sly winks, whispered comments, and reddened cheeks could only mean they were making lewd suggestions for the wedding night.
Nicole shook hands with people she’d never met before and some she hoped never to see again. Mindless activity, which allowed her mind to fade back to the past.
Chapter 8
Thursday
Nicole arrived at the diner a little early. She wanted to order their meal before Tami arrived, so they could get right to the details. If there wasn’t talk of a cock slamming home, she might have to break something.
Two minutes after the waitress delivered sandwiches, coffee, and pie, Tami walked through the door. The smile on her face did much to relieve Nicole’s concerns. She waited for Tami to take a seat across the table. “So?”
“Dreamy!”
Nicole laughed out loud. “Okay, so you had a good dream. What about the sex?”
“Dreamy!”
This is gonna take hours. “I think we’ve already established that it was dreamy. Next word please.”
“Orgasmic!”
“Now we are getting somewhere. How many?”
“How many what?”
“Orgasms.”
“Oh my God, too many to count.”
“Is that like, more than five?”
“Well, no, more like three.”
“Tami, darling, I can count that high without using my toes.”
“Brat.”
“Yes. Now stop with the foreplay and get to the sex.”
Tami’s laugh rang though the diner. “Let’s eat first, I’m starved.”
Nicole didn’t really want to eat, but knew she didn’t want the abridged version of last night, so she picked up her sandwich and ate in silence.
The smile never left Tami’s face. She chewed with frustrating slowness, dragging th
e meal out over half an hour. Nicole couldn’t remember a time when Tami had eaten pie with such painstakingly small bites before. Finally, Tami dropped her fork, sat back in the booth, and looked at Nicole.
“Dreamy.”
“I’m going to slap you silly, if you start that again.” Get to it, darlin, or my brain is going to wander to Mr. Make-me-come again.
“Okay, don’t get your panties in a bunch, I’ll tell you.”
“About damn time. Don’t leave anything out.”
“He took me to dinner last night.”
“Where?”
“Restaurant. Gary Danko.”
“Impressive.”
“And very romantic.”
Nicole had been to Gary Danko’s—beautiful views, romantic atmosphere, and food to die for. “He must have wanted the evening to be special. Wonder why?”
“Because he wanted sex, sex, and more sex.”
“He told you that?”
“Yep. Said if I had a great meal, I’d be in the mood to dance on his cock all night long.”
“Such a sweet talker!” Mental note to self: Give Jerry a list of romantic lines to present during romantic dinner. Dance on his cock. Of all the stupid things to say. How lame!
“Yes, he is. He knows just the right romantic words to say every time.”
Good Lord, she thinks “dance on my cock” is romantic. I’ve failed. “And, after dinner? Your place or his?”
“His.”
“So you’ve had food, drink, and now you make merry?”
“Something like that.” Tami grinned. “We took a shower first, washed each other’s bodies, lots of lather. Slow, sensual movements of fingers over sensitive skin.”
Well now, that brings back some fond memories of yesterday afternoon and a shower that lasted as long as the hot water. Thank the powers above the sex lasted through the night. “Well, it sounds to me like you have foreplay down to a science.”
“I love foreplay.”
“Me too, darling.” Robert. Sexy, hot, stud muffin, Robert. Stop. Listen to Tami, will you?
“With my soapy hands I massaged his balls and cock. He was so full, I don’t think they have been that hard before. After I rinsed the soap off, I pulled him out of the shower and sat on the toilet seat, and with him standing in front of me, I sucked his cock in my mouth.”
“I thought you wanted it in your pussy?”
“I did, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to lick the water off him, and he tasted so good. My tongue did dance on his cock, so he was right about a good meal making me horny.”
“I don’t think it was the meal, honey. You were horny when you left here yesterday.”
“True. But after dinner I got really hot and felt wild. I wanted to do it all. Suck him, have him suck me, kiss—oh ya, I forgot to tell you about the kiss.”
Nicole smiled. “You’ve told me about his kissing before, sweetie.”
“I know. It’s just that I realized something last night.”
“What?”
“He’s a great kisser. Not like some men who swell their tongues when they…”
“Swell their tongues?” Nicole couldn’t figure out what she was talking about now.
“Yes, you know when a guy kisses you for the first time and tries to make his tongue bigger. I don’t know how they do it, but, it’s like having your mouth full of strawberries that haven’t been cut.”
“Now, that’s a picture.”
“Haven’t you ever had a guy do that?”
“I think I know what you’re talking about hon. It just doesn’t happen that often for me.”
“Well, hells bells, it seems like every other guy I’ve dated does it. But not Jerry. His tongue is flat and soft. He slides it in my mouth and because it’s not puffed out, my tongue can dance back. It’s a good thing, I think.”
“Yes, mutual pleasure is always a good thing. Now I believe you had gotten to the part where you sucked his cock in your mouth.” I’m gonna nickname her Sidetrack-Sally.
“Right. I used my hands like he showed me to stroke the part of his shaft that didn’t fit in my mouth, so my saliva was mixing with pre-cum.”
“Oh, he’s a pre-cum guy.”
“Aren’t they all?”
“No, darling. Not all men are.” Robert doesn’t have pre-cum.
“Is it a bad thing for him to have it?”
Nicole couldn’t help laughing at this question. “Not if you like pre-cum, it’s not.”
“Oh. Well, it doesn’t taste that bad in small amounts.”
“And, watered down with your spit.”
“Gross.”
“Just telling it like it is, Tami.”
“Yes, but it’s not very romantic: thinking of his cum mixing with spit.”
“Okay, back to the story.”
“Right. So, I sucked his cock, sliding my tongue over the tip, then around the head. Pulling it hard in my cheek muscles, then letting it slide out again. He had his hands in my hair, gently holding my head. I knew he was enjoying it because he kept saying, ‘Oh baby that feels so good.’ and ‘Harder, suck harder.’ My mouth became so wet it was dripping down my chin. I swallowed, and he yelled, ‘God, do that again,’ so I did.”
“I’m sure. When you swallow it pulls your throat muscle tight and must have felt like you were devouring him.” Been there, done that, same reaction achieved.
“All I know is he finally pulled away. He told me if I kept going it would be hours before I’d get my wish to have his penis buried in my pussy.”
“Good boy.” Nicole could feel her body responding to Tami’s words. Talking about sex always made her hot and from the way Tami was telling this story, she realized it might be necessary to call Robert on her way home.
“After I released his cock, we ran into the bedroom and I laid down on the bed. He knelt between my legs and with his hands on my thighs, spread them wide. His tongue licked my clit and he slipped his hands under my ass. As he lifted me off the bed a little, he began sucking my clit in and out of his mouth. I was squirming in seconds. When he pushed his tongue into my pussy, I gushed. It felt so good and my skin was tingling. I think I screamed at him to stop. Not sure why, ‘cause I didn’t want him to stop.”
“Just one of those things we do in the throes of passion, darlin.”
“So everyone does it?”
“Well, I don’t know about everyone, but I do.” All the while begging him in my mind to keep going.
“Then I’m normal?”
If it’s normal in your book to be twenty-six and a virgin. “Of course you are,” Nicole reassured her.
“Okay.”
“Good, now continue.”
Tami smiled and took a sip of water before starting again. “I lost track of time with his head between my legs, his tongue licking, sucking, and licking. I was a little out of it. Kind of like in a haze, floating above the bed. When he stopped sucking my clit, he moved so fast I didn’t have time to realize what he was doing.”
“Doing?”
“Yes. He crawled up my body and did like a push-up thing. Holding his chest off mine with his hands, his cock pushed against my pussy and his hips up. You know, like a push-up.”
“I’ve seen the position once or twice.” Never really thought of it as a push-up, more like a prelude to extreme pleasure.
“He told me to guide his cock into my pussy and he started lowering his body until the head was inside. It felt so big. He lowered his head to kiss me, and oh, my God, he pushed so fast and hard inside me that I screamed. It hurt.”
“You knew it would.”
“Yes, but not that much. I thought he’d ripped me apart.”
“Did he stop and let you adjust to his being inside you?”
“Yes. He was kissing me, then he stopped and said the worst was over. Told me it would be all pleasure from now on.”
“That is true, most of the time.”
“Most of the time.”
“Later, hon. Ri
ght now I want to hear what happened next.” Wait, let me get Robert back in position.
“Well, it took a few seconds, but the pain did go away. He started pumping slowly. Pulling his cock out of my pussy most of the way, then sliding it back again. Very carefully at first, then he went faster. His rod hit deep, and my pussy juice was coating him. It was so wet; he slid in and out without effort. I felt my muscles contract, kind of grabbing his cock and trying to suck it in and keep it there. Must have been the right thing to do, because he started moaning. As he continued to thrust up and down, he lowered his head to my nipples and started sucking them. His mouth was so hot it burned.”
Nicole felt a gush of juice from deep inside. Her mind felt Robert as she closed her eyes and listened to Tami’s words.
“My nipples were so hard and the movement of his cock, slamming in and out, made me arch my back. I was trying to pump up as he pumped down and oh my God, his rod went so deep. I felt my skin quiver and a hot rush of liquid flowed out of my pussy. My muscles grabbed so tight he stopped pumping and let me ride him for a little while. My hips were driving up into his, pushing his cock deeper and deeper. My whole body shuddered as the orgasm hit me. I was shaking my head and screaming, it felt so good.”
Nicole opened her eyes to look at Tami. Okay, lessons five, six, and seven sank in. “Did he come?”
“No.” Tami whispered it. “He said he was holding back, because he wanted to make me come again.”
“I’m really starting to love this guy.”
“Me too.”
Nicole did a double take. “Say that again.” Sorry, Robert, I’ll get back to you in a minute.
“It’s true. I think I’m in love with Jerry.”
“Oh Tami, don’t rush things, please.”
“I can’t help it Nicole. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a man. And you told me if the sex is great, that’s half the battle.”
“Well, yes. But I meant in a relationship, sweetie. Jerry is the first guy you’ve been with this way. There are a lot of fish in the sea and maybe you should try more than one rod before you give up the bait and take the boat home.”
“Maybe I like the boat I have. Damn, now you have me doing it. Jerry is wonderful, sexy, and he loves me. I don’t think I need to sample anyone else.”
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