Chapter 2: Allen Exposes Himself

Kitty asked him to lie on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor, with his knees bent and spread apart. She put a pillow between his splayed feet and knelt on it, with her face up close to his throbbing erection.

“Not literally, but hang on to your butt.”

This was her first close confrontation with Allen’s cock. It extended from her wrist to her middle finger, and maybe three inches beyond that. It was the longest penis she had ever seen. Kitty knew that (at most) she could take about three-quarters of his length into her mouth, leaving maybe two out of all eight inches still outside her body.

“I need to see,” muttered Allen, as he propped up his shoulders using his elbows, with a blissful look on his face. Kitty glanced up and gave him a wink.

As she expected, his climax came on quickly. She knew he hadn’t been cautioned to announce his orgasm, but his increasing tension showed that he wouldn’t be long. And yet, when the flood arrived, she was surprised by the volume of his six powerful spurts.

She filed his taste into her memory, anticipating their next chance for oral pleasure.

“Your first blowjob. Was it fun?”

“Incredible. Inspiring. Extreme pleasure. I don’t have enough words, Kitty. But now I’m even more desperate to make love. What should I do?”

“Simple. Open the bed and lie normally, with your head up there. Normally, I’d hover over your face for a couple of minutes to be sure that I’m wet enough. But today I’m too excited already. I’m going to put my knees on each side of your waist and guide you inside me. That way I can control the speed, the intensity, and the depth.

“You’re so fucking long, Allen; you could be very painful for me. Let’s see how it goes. Are you ready? Great, here goes nothin’ ... Fuck! Shit, Allen, you’re practically inside my throat.”

“I’m sorry! Kitty, do you want to get off?”

“No! I mean, yes! Listen, when I reach my peak, my climax, with sex, that’s sometimes called ‘getting off.’ Right now, I’m staying right here. I’m just adjusting my insides to fit around your mighty cock.

“Here, suck on my nipple. Yeah, ooh, like that. You can suck harder. Ah. Nibble. Even bite. Yeah, like that. Perfect! Oh! I’m gonna; I’m gonna...”

She arched her neck to look up at the ceiling, and he felt a rhythmic light pulse on his dick, in similar timing to his repeating clenches as he pushed out sperm. Then she collapsed down; he felt her weight on his chest, with her face beside his head and her quiet voice cooing in his ear.

“Amazing! Wonderful! You’re the best, sweetie.”

“Kitty, please rest for a minute. Then I want to flip us over and fuck you.”

“Anytime, any place. You can always have me; you’re goddamn amazing. I just need a minute. Glorious. Allen, I’ll put another clause in your notarized statement. Fuck my tits, my pussy, even my ass.”

“What?”

“Don’t worry about it. Just turn me over. Put me on the bed and plow my furrow, Allen. Give me more of your come. Don’t worry, I’m safe. You don’t need a condom.”

It didn’t take long. He pounded her missionary style, harder and faster, gasping for air. She clutched the cheeks of his ass, helping his downstrokes to batter against her puffy labia. Each thrust pressured her clit, stimulating drops of her natural lubrication to leak out and drip into the sheets.

“It’s ... it’s ... I’m COMING!” he roared.

After they calmed down, the two of them resumed spooning, as their bodies had been arranged the previous night.

“Kitty?”

“Mm?”

“Why are you not worried about pregnancy?”

“I had endometriosis, a disease of the uterus. It was necessary to take everything out; I can’t get pregnant.”

“You can’t have children? Does that make you sad?”

“No, I can have children. I just have to adopt them instead of growing them inside my body. I’d be more upset about it if I weren’t so sick back then. It was worse than having food poisoning for month after month with no relief.”

“Oh, Kitty!”

He pulled her shoulder backwards, hugging her into his chest.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Sweetie, it’s OK; it was years ago. I’m fine.”