Chapter 38: April 11 - 12

April 11

Katie woke up before me this morning, as I discovered when I came to and found my morning wood planted deep in my girlfriend’s pussy. She wasn’t moving her hips but her internal muscles were really doing a number at milking my cock. It felt wonderful but, as you know, a guy’s morning wood is at least partly caused by bladder pressure and I was really feeling the need for a different kind of relief than Katie was working on giving me.

“Katie, baby,” I groaned, “this feels really nice but if I don’t get up right now and find a toilet, I might fill you up with a different liquid than you’d expect.”

“Eww!” Katie groaned as she pulled off me. “Just ... eww!”

I rolled out of the bed, barely making it to the pot before it was too late, and peed for what seemed like an eternity. Katie came in about the time I finished and took her own turn on the throne. I started the shower while she took care of business. We had played until we were exhausted the night before and were both covered with the dried remnants of sex, so a shower was necessary. Katie joined me just after I stepped under the spray. We figured that Becky was already up and making breakfast by then so we didn’t stay in the shower and play. Well, not too much.

When we had cleaned up and dried, I could smell the bacon frying in the kitchen, so we hurried and got dressed. Becky was in the kitchen, sipping coffee while she fixed breakfast. She’d brewed a pot of tea that Katie and I drank with our food. As we ate, we planned out what we wanted to do for the day.

“I’d like to explore some more if that’s okay with you two,” Becky said. “We only saw about half of the town yesterday before we gave up.”

“We chose that one place for lunch, too,” Katie added. “We could at least go there for the morning.”

“I’m happy just to hang around with two beautiful women” I teased. That earned me a kiss on the cheek from Katie and a smile from her mother.

We finished up breakfast and Becky left the cleanup for us to do while she finished getting ready for the day. We all finished about the same time, so Becky ushered us to the car and we rode off. Katie and I were cuddled in the backseat and weren’t really paying much attention to where we were. I started to realize we should have arrived in the town by then, so I looked around to discover we were still out in the country.

“What’s going on?” I asked Becky.

“Just taking the long way and looking at the scenery,” she giggled. “Not that either of you have seen any of it.”

I laughed about her comment and went right back to ignoring the passing scenery in favor of paying attention to my girlfriend. She seemed to need kissing. Becky kept driving and we were eventually parked in one of the parking lots behind the shops along the main street. This town was set up for a lot of tourist traffic just like the first town we visited earlier in the week. Katie and I walked hand-in-hand, or arm-in arm depending on the situation, as we explored several more tourist-oriented stores. There were a couple of art galleries, too, but everything they had was way too high-priced for Katie or me and Becky didn’t see anything that really spoke to her, either.

We continued our stroll through the shops until Becky had led us to the restaurant we had picked for lunch. Unlike the disappointing eatery from the night before, this place was excellent. In fact, I think it was the best meal we’d gone out for on this whole trip. On the other hand, we hadn’t found a place we thought we’d like to try for dinner.

“It’s no problem,” Becky said. “I brought plenty of groceries with us. We either have to eat them or take them home and I’d rather not carry that much back with us.”

Katie and I agreed that was a pretty good idea. We browsed through a few more shops until about the middle of the afternoon and then we went back to the cabin. Becky asked if she should take the long way this time, but she was only teasing us. At the cabin, Becky sent Katie and me off to enjoy ourselves while she cooked dinner. Katie started pulling her top off as I followed her down the hall to her room. Her bra was unhooked by the time we closed the door.

“Goodie! I get you first today,” Katie giggled when she turned to face me. She was unzipping her shorts by then and I hurried to catch up. Katie’s panties hit the floor about the time I took my shirt off, leaving her totally naked. She ‘helped’ me get the rest of my clothes off, kneeling to slide my underwear down my legs and toss them aside. That left her at eye level with my erection. She smiled up at me, her green eyes flashing, and took about two inches of my hard-on in her mouth. A few quick licks and some suction were enough to make my knees start to buckle.

“You’re too good with that mouth,” I groaned. “I’m not gonna last long if you don’t stop.”

“That’s the idea,” she giggled, taking her mouth off me just long enough to speak. “If I get your first one this way, you’ll last longer in my pussy.”

I only nodded. My speech centers were shutting down as my girlfriend’s tongue swirled around the head of my cock. She moved about two seconds before I would have filled her mouth with cum, licking her way down my shaft and taking one of my balls in her mouth for a suck. The other ball got the same treatment and then she stood up, taking my cock in her hand and pulling me toward the bed. She lay back, propped up a little on the pillows, and had me straddle her and feed her my cock as she lay there. She kept a hand around my cock to control how deep I went into her mouth. The other hand was on my hip, directing the pace with gentle pressure indicating whether I should slide forward or pull back.

The stimulation from her active tongue sent me over the edge pretty quickly and the vibrations from her moans around my dick intensified my climax. She kept me in her mouth for a few moments, but soon reached up to pull me down for a kiss. That’s when I discovered she hadn’t swallowed all of my load. Katie’s been enthusiastic about sharing it back to me ever since I introduced her to creampies and snowballs. I’ll admit I like doing that, though I prefer eating her freshly fucked pussy to having my cum shared back to me in a kiss. I think it’s the added flavor of her juices that makes it better for me.

Since that had been the first erection of the day, my cock barely lost its hardness. Knowing how wet Katie gets when she’s been sucking me, and knowing that she’d have had a climax just because I came in her mouth, we could have just begun fucking. I wanted a taste of pussy without cum in it though, so I kissed my way down my girlfriend’s body, spending extra time on her hard nipples and a couple of other erogenous zones I had discovered just at the bottom of her ribs. Eventually, I kissed her mound and slipped between her legs to drink up the sweet juices that were pooled in her slit.

As usually happens, Katie’s first orgasm left her primed for more and it was a simple task to lick her to a few more climaxes before she began tugging me up so I could enter her and make love. She took my stiff rod in hand and guided me to her pussy where I slid in effortlessly. Before I could begin to move, she urged me to roll over so she could be on top.

Katie started to ride me at an easy pace, mostly grinding our groins together rather than sliding up and down on my cock, and she was being playful. She would bend down to offer a nipple to my mouth and, when I would crane my neck so I could reach her with my mouth, she would shake her shoulders so that her breasts would bounce against the sides of my face before she would let me suck on her. Other times she would bend down to kiss me but, rather than kissing my lips, she would shower my face with little kisses. There was a lot of giggling involved, too, which only stopped when she was getting really close to her climax. A look of concentration would take over then, followed by a little grunting noise which accompanied the contractions I could feel around my dick. Once the orgasm had finished, she was back to her teasing, grinding and giggling.

I felt three of Katie’s climaxes go by that way before my own orgasm started building. As it neared, I got a little more forceful with my thrusts up into her, holding her hips and digging my fingers into her butt as I pumped my way toward my climax. Finally, with a noise somewhere between a hiss and a grunt, I stiffened and held Katie down against my groin as my cock spewed its juices into her pussy. As my own throbbing subsided afterward, I could feel the contractions from the climax my orgasm had triggered in her.

She lay down on my chest for a short while, kissing me lovingly, as our breathing returned to something near normal. Then she eased herself to the side and turned around to place a knee on either side of my head so we could lick each other clean. “Cleaning up” resulted in another orgasm for Katie and a fresh hard-on for me. Once she decided it was hard enough for her to use, she moved to lie beside me on the bed, stretched out on her back.

“Make love to me this way,” my girlfriend urged as I took my place between her thighs. They soon were wrapped around my hips as my cock sank into her pussy. We settled into an easy pace, with me taking long slow strokes into Katie as she rolled her hips up to meet my thrusts. There were some hints in her motion that told me she wanted a little grinding when I was fully inside her, so that became the mode; slowly pull out almost all the way, slowly push in all the way and grind against her a little before repeating the sequence. This was the third round for me and I knew we could do it like this for quite a while.

It wasn’t just the mechanical push-grind-pull, though. While the motions down below were going on, Katie and I were kissing deeply and she was running her hands over all the parts of me she could reach. It wasn’t as playful as the time before, just very tender and loving and comfortable.

I couldn’t tell you how long we made love. I’m sure a lot of minutes passed, but that was unimportant. I can also tell you Katie had a couple more orgasms, which is significant but still feels secondary to the intimacy we were sharing while our bodies were connected. I’ve done some reading about Tantric sex and, while this wasn’t anything that would approach that, I was beginning to understand how sex could be a spiritual thing.

Eventually, though, spirituality and intimacy got lost as our lust heated up. The pace of our coupling sped up and there was more force involved. After her latest orgasm, Katie must have sensed that I was nearing my own climax and she instructed me to pound her hard until I felt myself getting close.

“I want you to pull out and cum in my mouth,” she panted.

I obliged with a couple more minutes of intense drilling at her core before I felt my nuts pull up and the urge to cum became overpowering. I pulled out, telling Katie I was about to shoot, and knee-walked to up near her head. Katie sat up a little and got her mouth on the head of my dick just as I began to shoot off. I held her head gently as I pumped my load directly onto her tongue.

She let my deflated rod fall from her mouth and got up on her knees to kiss me. It wasn’t any surprise that she had saved most of the jism to share with me. I think it’s beginning to be her favorite way to finish the sex act. We continued to kiss and share that last load of semen as we settled back down to the mattress to lie in each other’s arms. Once the bulk of the cum was gone from our mouths, Katie pulled the blankets up over us as we cuddled. We soon fell asleep in a tangle of arms and legs.

The next thing I was aware of was Becky kissing Katie on the cheek and shaking her gently to wake her. I heard her say that dinner would be ready soon, and that we had time for a shower if we wanted. I knew we needed one. My face was crusty with the combination of our sex juices that had dried there and I’m sure Katie’s wasn’t any better. There were other sticky and crusty parts, as well.

When Becky left, pulling the door closed behind her, I helped Katie stand and we headed for the bathroom. After we’d taken our turns on the toilet, we shared a shower. We didn’t play much, since we were still feeling sated from our afternoon activities, though we did our best to make sure we got each other’s genitals extra clean in case they were needed later. I wasn’t sure at that point if I would be with Becky that evening or not. Today had been a break in the usual pattern of spending the afternoon with Becky and the evening with Katie. I was fine with either. I love both of them very much, after all, and it would be interesting to spend all night in bed with Becky. That was something I haven’t done, though we’ve fallen asleep together a few times and had a nap.

Katie and I did our usual post-shower routine of drying ourselves off and then helping each other with hard-to-reach places, then we went back into the bedroom we’d been sharing to get dressed. There were a few kisses and a bit of fondling while we were pulling our clothes on, but neither of us meant to get anything started. It was mostly playful expressions of our affection for each other.

We ate in the kitchen, where Becky had fixed us a tasty dinner that used up a lot of the food she’d brought along for our stay. We sat in our usual positions; Katie close to me on one side of the table with Becky directly across from us. The conversation was just small talk about what we’d seen in town and whether there was anything else we wanted to do beyond the cabin and its stretch of lakefront. Katie and I couldn’t think of anything more we wanted to see in town, having had our fill of tourist-oriented curios and mementos, so the three of us decided we’d just hang around the cabin in the morning until it was time for us to return home.

On the surface, it didn’t seem unlike any other dinner the three of us had shared, but I felt there was something going on with Becky. She seemed nervous about something. Whatever it was, she was trying to put on a brave face. Katie may have noticed it, too. After all, she had already commented that her mom seemed ‘off’ somehow this week. Once Katie had said that, I started noticing that Becky’s behavior wasn’t quite as normal as her usual. Other than that, I had no idea what was bothering her.

When we finished our dinner, Katie and I helped Becky clean up and then we all went into the living room for the evening. I was just reaching for the remote to turn on the TV, thinking we’d watch another movie, when Becky asked me to stop.

“The three of us need to talk,” she said nervously. “Back when Katie asked me to give you lessons in sex, John, I didn’t think it would cause any harm. I’m afraid that it has.”

“I don’t think you’ve hurt me,” I protested. Becky only shook her head and raised her hand to stop me from speaking.

“I didn’t say that,” she shrugged. “And I don’t think any of us has been damaged by what we’ve done up to this point. As a matter of fact, being with you has brought me out of a shell I’d built around myself, John. If I hadn’t agreed to help you explore sex and teach you lovemaking as a favor to Katie, I doubt I’d ever have been capable of having another romantic relationship after Roger and I divorced. The big problem was that I found myself falling in love with you and feeling jealous toward Katie.”