Chapter 21: January 25 -26

January 25

Since we had already practiced the G-spot lesson on Monday, Katie and I mostly just played today. After we made out for a while, Katie insisted on sucking me off before I did anything for her. This one was quick, as my girlfriend went straight for the prize. It was barely five minutes after she first took me in her mouth that I was blasting a load across her tongue. As always, Katie made happy noises while she savored the taste of my jizz in her mouth. She loves the taste of my cum, strange as that might sound. I also know she comes when I do, which further explains the happy noises she made while she suckled my temporarily spent dick and coaxed out the last drops of her reward.

Then it was my turn. I feasted on Katie’s pussy, sometimes using my fingers on her G-spot and sometimes just licking up her juices. She tasted musky today, and I wondered if it was because her period was about to start. It wasn’t objectionable, just different

I took my time, sometimes with my fingers probing her G-spot and sometimes not. I lost track of the number of times she climaxed, since they all started to happen close together. Finally she told me she couldn’t take any more of my tongue and wanted my cock inside her. I was already hard, naturally, and she was so wet that I slid my full length inside her in one easy stroke. Katie giggled at how wet my face was with her juice, and tried to wipe the worst of it off with her hands. I don’t think she got rid of too much, but she seemed satisfied with her efforts and pulled my head down for passionate kisses to go with our lovemaking.

I’m not certain if it falls under rule two or rule three, but I let Katie’s movements control our pace. She seemed content to have me keep it slow and gentle with full-length strokes, so that’s what we did. I picked up the pace and force of my movements when I got close to my own climax and Katie began to urge me on. When I finally did cum, I grunted and drove my cock deeply into my girlfriend’s pussy and held it there while I fired spurt after spurt of my juice into her. That made Katie have an orgasm of her own, naturally, and the contractions of it magnified the sensations I was enjoying.

When I had finished filling her pussy, she held me in place with her legs until I softened and fell out. We cleaned up a little, tossing aside the soaked bath towel that had been under Katie’s butt, and snuggled in her bed for a while before Becky came home and told us she had brought lunch. We pulled our robes on and met her in the kitchen.

At one point, Katie left the room for a minute and I turned too Becky. “I have a question. Katie tastes extra musky today. I don’t mind that, but she does taste a little different. Is it because her period is supposed to start tomorrow?”

“Probably,” Becky answered. “There are almost daily changes in a woman’s hormones that can have big effects on a woman’s body chemistry. Sometimes even her skin might taste or smell different. Being a little extra musky right before her period is normal. You didn’t say anything to her?”

“No,” I answered. “It wasn’t objectionable. I was just curious.”

“You’re so sweet, John,” Becky said, kissing my cheek. “She might have been mortified if you’d said something.”

“I try.” I shrugged.

Katie came in just then and asked, “You try what, John?”

“I try to keep up with you, but you’re too much for me to handle,” I quipped. I saw Becky wink at me.

“I’ll just have to handle you, instead,” my girlfriend giggled.

“At least I’ll die happy,” I sighed theatrically. Katie and her Mom both laughed.

We cleaned up after our lunch, and Becky headed out again to shop while Katie and I enjoyed each other for the rest of the afternoon.

We certainly did enjoy each other. Katie and I shrugged our robes off next to the bed and crawled. She had me lie back so she could suck me to full hardness before straddling my hips and lowering her slick pussy down on my pole. She wasn’t in the mood for slow and tender this time, choosing instead to ride me like she was a jockey. She started climaxing and urging me to pump her even harder than I already was. We slammed our crotches together urgently until I couldn’t hold out any longer, dumping another load into Katie’s welcoming vagina.

Even after I had cum, she kept rocking her hips and grinding her clit against my pubic bone. It wasn’t quite enough to keep me from going soft, though, and the motion pushed me out of her. I could feel the cum oozing from her and running down my balls to make a wet spot on the sheet beneath us.

“We need to clean up, baby,” I said. “I can feel the sheet getting wet under me.”

“If we must,” Katie sighed, sticking her lower lip out in an exaggerated pout. It almost worked on me, at least until she giggled. She stood and offered me a hand up so that she could pull me into an embrace as I rose from the bed.

The wet spot wasn’t that big, but we still stripped the sheets from the bed and carried them down to the laundry room and got them washing. Then it was time for us to get clean.

Showering with Katie is almost as nice as making love to her. Slick soap, smooth skin, warm water ... I couldn’t tell you whether it’s better to be the one washing or the one being washed, except when Katie decides my dick needs cleaning. I can be worn out and limp, like I was when I got in the shower today, and washing and being washed will get me about half-hard at best, but when my girlfriend wraps a soapy hand around my rod I’m up to full hardness in no time. She knows how quickly she could get me off that way, so she usually keeps the scrubbing to a minimum before she rinses me off with the shower wand.

Then it’s my turn to wash her pussy. We usually save it for last. It seems to get her going the same as it does me. I’m very careful with the soap, since Katie says it can irritate her sensitive places, but she gets a good washing anyway. Then I rinse her with the shower wand, too. She’s admitted to using the spray to masturbate, so I know rinsing her can get her going. She usually doesn’t let me spend too long with the rinsing.

All the washing and rinsing done, we checked each other for any remaining suds before we shut off the water. We toweled ourselves off, mostly, though we did help each other with places on our backs we had trouble getting dry on our own. Still naked, Katie and I grabbed another set of sheets from the linen closet and made her bed before we lay back down in it. We pulled the covers over us and lay face-to-face, kissing and caressing each other until our arousal was once again too great to be ignored.