Chapter 33

I woke the next morning to the sun streaming through the blinds, the room bathed in soft sunlight. I swung my feet to the floor sitting up in the bed, rubbing my eyes. I got up, went to the kitchen starting a pot of coffee. I went back to my room, grabbed some clean clothes, then took a long shower. By the time I got back to the kitchen, the coffee was done. I poured a cup and went over to the sofa, sitting down and turning on the TV. I picked up my phone, noticing I had missed a call from Alexis a few minutes earlier. I pressed the redial button, she answered quickly.

“Hey, everything still ok for us today?” she asked.

“Yes, I must have been taking a shower when you called.” I answered.

“So, what do you want to do today?” she inquired.

“Doesn’t matter to me, you have any ideas?” I asked.

“Nope, not really. How about we go get an early lunch, then come back here, maybe to the pool?” she suggested.

“That sounds good, I’ll be over in a few minutes.” I replied.

I put on some team shorts, a short sleeve white compression shirt and a pair of sneakers. I grabbed my wallet, keys and phone making my way to Alexis’ unit. As usual the door was slightly ajar, I yelled as I entered the doorway.

“Come on in, be right with you.” she shouted.

I was sitting on the edge of the sofa for maybe three or four minutes when she came walking in. She was wearing a pair of pink, lycra shorts, a white cotton top, trimmed in pink, white socks and sneakers. Her hair was pulled into a pony tail, her fluffy band being pink as well. This was not a unusual look for Alexis, I had to do a double take on her appearance.

We drove down to the boulevard stopping in at a small specialty restaurant, where we had a nice lunch. We drove back to the condo, where we went directly poolside, grabbing a few chaise lounge chairs, moving them to the north end of the pool. There were only two other people out there, both of them in the pool already.

“You getting in?” Alexis finally asked.

“Like this?” I asked.

“Sure why not?” Alexis laughed.

“We don’t have any towels either.” I answered.

“I’ll be right back.” she replied, jumping up.

She ran up the stairs, disappearing around the corner. She was back in less than five minutes with two large white beach towels and a small tote bag. She had already removed her shoes and socks, she was ready to dive in. I took off my shoes and socks placing them inside of her tote bag, then stripping off my shirt. We both walked over to the pool lader, Alexis got in first. I followed her quickly, swimming over to the safety rope stretched across the middle of the pool. I had both arms over the rope, hanging in the middle of the pool, when I felt Alexis wrap her arms around my neck, pulling herself up on my back.

“Gotcha.” she laughed, kissing me on my neck.

I turned slightly to my right, she slipped around me, so she was on the rope as well. Her white tee shirt was almost transparent, exposing a pink, laced bra underneath. I felt her hand on her hip, her foot rubbing my lower leg. As much as I was trying not to let her, she was beginning to get to me.

“The water feels really nice doesn’t it?” she asked, smiling.

“Yes it does.” I answered.

She leaned over towards me, her tongue wetting her lips before she pressed them to mine. As was usual, I felt of jolt of electricity through every nerve ending in my body, as her soft, moist lips touched mine. I put one arm around her waist, pulling her in a little closer. She finally pulled away from me, her eyes opened looking directly into mine.

“I have missed you.” she admitted.

“I have missed you too, Alexis.” I answered.

“I hate it that you are leaving tomorrow, you’ll be gone for over a week.” she pouted.

“Come with me then. I still have one ticket left. I will be with the team most of the day, but I am sure we could squeeze some time in together.” I offered.

“Really?” she responded.

“Sure, why not. You can meet Ashley, we can all go to dinner together, it would be nice.” I replied.

“You’re serious?” she asked, once again.

This time instead of answering her, I simply leaned over kissing her passionately. She responded warmly, her tongue brushing again my lips.

“Let’s go back upstairs. I need to make reservations as soon as I can.” she giggled.

We got out of the pool, each grabbed a towel wrapping it around us, heading upstairs. I went down to my unit, showered quickly rinsing off the chlorine, then changed clothes. I made my way down to Alexis’ unit, letting myself in. She was still in the shower, but joined me within a few minutes. The team was staying in a large hotel within walking distance of the Superdome in New Orleans. I looked up the number online, then dialed it asking for a reservation. I was told they were booked up solid, nothing was available. I called Ashley to see where she might be staying, maybe there would be an opening there. She told me she had booked two rooms in that very hotel, just over a week ago. She told me in a round about way that as of last week, she had not yet been intimate with her new boyfriend. Apparently within the last few days, that had changed. She seemed reluctant to tell me, but there wasn’t too many excuses you could have for booking separate rooms. I assured her, I was fine with everything. I asked if it would be ok with her, if perhaps Alexis could have one of those rooms. She immediately offered her the room, telling me she looked forward to meeting her. The great news was, everyone would be in the same hotel.

Alexis called in her plane reservation, she would leave Tuesday, right after work, getting in late Tuesday night. Ashley and Jeff were getting there about middle of the day Tuesday. With everything in hand quickly, we were able to breath a sigh of relief. I called Ashley back to tell her what we had arranged, when she could expect Alexis.

“So tell me hot shot, is she the one?” Ashley laughed.

“Well ... I uh ... I’m not sure.” I replied.

“Oh she’s sitting right there huh?” Ashley kidded.

“Yep.” I answered.

“Have you two ... you know ... yet?” she giggled.

“Since you’re taking a survey, the answer is no.” I laughed.

“Oh this should be interesting then. I can’t wait to meet her.” Ashley laughed.

We talked for a few more minutes, then I hung up. Alexis had went back to the bathroom, finished drying her hair, then joined me back on the sofa. She was wearing a pair of short white terry cloth shorts with a white tee shirt, her hair pulled back tight behind her.

“It’s going to be kinda of weird meeting Ashley. I don’t want to sound...” she started.

“Alexis, please don’t ever tell Ashley, what I told you about us. Not unless she brings it up, promise?” I interrupted.

“I promise.” she replied.

She got up and walked to the refrigerator returning with two bottles of water, handing me one. She sat down right next to me, her hand coming down on my thigh. I put my right arm around her shoulders, my hand resting on her right shoulder.

“You know this is absolutely crazy right?” Alexis finally asked.

“What’s crazy?” I asked, completely confused.

“That I’m doing all of this to avoid taking you back there.” she said, pointing down the hall.

“What are you talking about?” I laughed.

“I know this is absolutely silly, I should just take you to bed and get it over with.” she admitted.

“Get it over with?” I asked, sarcastically.

“Oh ... no that’s not how I meant it ... I mean ... the tension is...” she started.

I reached over and turned her face to mine gently. Her light green eyes were opened wide, sparkling like jade in the sunlight.

“Alexis, it’s no big deal. Everything will happen in time, if it doesn’t then it doesn’t. Don’t put so much pressure on yourself, you’ll know if and when you’re ready.” I told her.

“Oh I already know the if part, it’s the when that’s driving me crazy.” she admitted.

I laughed at her, to which she slapped me on the chest, really embarrassed. I couldn’t imagine what she had went through years earlier, I had to believe exposing yourself to another man after that had to take extreme courage. She pushed me sideways on the sofa, my back landing on the arm rest. She quickly climbed on top of me, pinning me down.

“Don’t you laugh at me mister. I will hurt you bad.” she giggled.

“You promise?” I replied.

“I promise.” she answered.

With those words she leaned down and kissed me once again, her hands on my chest. She tasted so good, her lips were soft, warm and moist. She was absolutely, hands down the most sensual woman I had ever been with. There was just something about her, she exuded sex, I was sure I could have an orgasm just kissing her. I could feel her body moving on the top of me, her hands began to move over my upper body. Soon she had positioned herself right above my rock hard cock as she had done once before. I felt her rub herself up and down on me several times, as her tongue danced inside of my mouth. The quite abruptly, with no warning, she stopped. I opened my eyes to find her staring into mine, a twinkle in her eye. She put both hands on my chest, pushing her body weight off of me, standing up in front of the sofa. She reached out with one hand, offering it to me.

“I just figured out the when, it’s right now.” she said, her voice deep but soft.

“Alexis, you don’t have to...” I started.

invited.

I reached up and took her small soft hand in mine, getting up from the large leather sofa. Without a word, she led me down the hall into her bedroom and over to the bed. She pulled the white ruffled comforter back to the foot of the bed, then turned back the covers. She climbed into bed extending her hand to me, wanting me to join her. I climbed in slowly behind her, my heart racing in anticipation. She pulled me down next to her, my lips found hers quickly in a deep passionate kiss. She responded slowly, her hands moving up and down my back softly, her nails lightly scratching my skin. I was trying to anticipate what she might want, but I was so afraid of doing the wrong thing. I had not yet even touched her in an intimate way, I felt like a teenager making out for the first time. I decided to just take it slow, make sure she was comfortable with what was going on.

I ran my hand down her back, over her shorts, my hand resting on her ass. I very gently began to squeeze her, my fingers massaging the firm, tight flesh. Without feeling any hesitation on her part, I gently worked my hand back up, until I felt the waist band of her shorts, easing slowly inside of them until I had my fingers inside. Without any protest, I slowly pulled the back of her shorts down, peeling them off of her waist easily, down her hips. She pulled way from me for a moment, reaching down pulling her shorts off. Then leaned up and slowly peeled off her tee shirt, exposing a beautiful white, lace bra and panty set. I leaned over and gently kissed her between her breasts, I felt her gasp as she caught her breath. I saw her stomach sink in quickly, as she held her breath in either anticipation or fear, I wasn’t sure. I kissed her once again softly, then taking my tongue, softly kissed and licked down her body, ever so slowly. As my lips came close to the waist band of her panties, I felt her hands touch my head softly. I stopped right there sensing perhaps she was having a change of heart. But after several seconds, I felt her fingers begin to slowly stroke the back of my head.

With perhaps another sign of approval, I decided to inch my way down a bit further, until I was kissing her softly through her white, laced panties. By now her touch on my head had become a bit more firm, almost like she was telling me she didn’t want me to pull away.

Once more I slowly eased down until my tongue was gently stroking the lips of her pussy, through the sheer silk material. I felt her moving her hips gently, her body moving against the pressure of my tongue.

Ever so gently I reached up with my right hand until my fingers and tongue were within inches of each other, both gently stroking her pussy. With little warning, I reached up gently, pulling her panties to one side by the leg band, exposing her soft, wet, pink lips to my gaze for the first time. She was clean shaven, two soft thick, light brown lips framing her wet, pink opening. I saw her tense up once again, not quite knowing what I was going to do.

I extended my tongue, placing it gently but firmly on the bottom of her opening. Then with one long, extremely slow stroke, I moved from bottom to top, resting on her clit for a second or two.

“Oh my Godddddddddddd.” she moaned, her hips arching, slightly off the bed.

I repeated the motion once again, this time my tongue entering between her lips, getting my first taste of her sweet juices. Once again she arched her hips from the bed in gratitude.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.” she moaned.

I raised my head slightly, looking up her body to her face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, a vision of passion. She opened her eyes when she felt me pause, her eyes found mine quickly.

“Brian, that feels so God damn good.” she whispered.

I reached down with both hands, grabbing the waist band of her panties, pulling them down her firm legs, tossing them over to the floor. I leaned down quickly, pushing my tongue deep inside of her wet thick folds, my hands holding her muscled thighs tightly. I pulled my tongue from her pussy slowly, savouring her taste on my tongue for a moment. I then moved up slightly, taking her hardening clit between my lips, sucking on it gently, then flicking my tongue across it several times.

Both of her hands gripped my head in response, her thighs squeezing the sides of my face. I knew what she wanted, I didn’t hesitate. I took her clit between my lips sucking on it harder, then released it, only to bathe it with my tongue as quickly as I could. After a half dozen repetitions of the same motion, I knew she was past the point of no returned. I felt a sudden release of warm, thick fluids, a much different tasting fluid. I held her thighs firmly driving my tongue deep inside of her, my lips buried against her pussy.

Her orgasm was very intense and very wet, I had never experienced anything like it. It lasted close to thirty seconds, when she was done, my face was literally covered in her orgasm. She finally relaxed, her body sinking into the mattress, her muscles relaxing. She looked down at me, her eyes wide and bright, a soft smile on her face.

“Oh my God, come here.” she whispered, her face turning red.

She reached over next to her grabbing her tee shirt, then softly but gently wiped her orgasm off of my face.

“I’m so sorry, I forgot to warn you about that.” she giggled.

I pushed the tee shirt away, tossing it to the floor. I looked deeply into her eyes, my face only inches from hers.

“I love it, you taste wonderful.” I whispered, pressing my lips to hers.

She quickly responded to me, her tongue all over my lips and mouth. She was tasting her own orgasm, something which seem to get her motor running again. I pulled away from her slowly, sitting up over her body. I reached down and unfastened the center front hook of her bra, pulling back the cups to reveal two firm full breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and swollen, protruding from the soft firm globes. I leaned over taking her right nipple between my lips, gently sucking it into my mouth. She held my head softly as I licked and kissed her nipple, her breath warming my face as she looked down on me.

I moved back up, my lips finding hers in a long, slow gentle kiss. I held her close as my tongue explored the inside of her mouth, slowly and passionately. Within minutes she was aroused again her body pushing into mine with desire. I rolled over on my back, pulling her gently over me, my lips still pressed to hers. I was gently sucking on her tongue, as I felt her hand begin unbuttoning my shorts. She quickly had my erect cock between her fingers, her hand slowly pumping the shaft up and down. She released me for a second, pushing my shorts and boxers down my leg, then quickly straddled me. She reached down between her legs grasping my cock firmly in her right hand, leaning in, close to my face.

“I want to feel you inside of me, Brian. I have been waiting a long time.” she whispered.

“Alexis, I don’t have a...” I started.

“Shhhhhhh, I have been on birth control for years, even though I didn’t need it.” she answered.

She lifted her hips slowly, pushing the head of my cock to her warm, wet opening. She leaned forward, her hips still high in the air, her face moving towards mine. With her eyes riveted to mine, she began to ease herself onto my cock, inch by inch, taking me inside of her belly. I can’t describe the feeling, I was on the verge of an orgasm myself. I fought back the urge to release, as she finally had me bottomed out in her womb. She leaned forward, her lips right over mine, as she began to slowly slide her wet pussy up and down on me.

“Jesus Alexis, I’m on fire.” I whispered, my hands on her hips.

I wanted to grab her hips and drive myself into her, I was aching for release. This had been building for a long time, I was finally inside of this beautiful, alluring woman. I knew though, I had to be gentle, it had been a long time for her. She maintained a steady pace, her eyes glued to mine, enjoying the ecstasy chiseled on my face.

“You’re gonna make me cum again.” Alexis whispered, with a smile.

With those words still ringing in my ear, she pushed down hard on me driving her clit into my pubic bone. She began rocking her hips back and forth violently, her breathing erratic and shallow. I couldn’t hold back any longer, I lifted my hips off the bed driving my cock deep inside of her belly.

My orgasm exploded deep inside of her womb, long deep throbbing sensations of ecstasy, hot cum coating her walls. I was looking directly at her, my eyes locked into hers, the feeling was intense.

The moment she felt my hot cum washing her insides, she exploded into her second orgasm.

“Oh God ... Oh ... God damn, it feels good.” she wailed.

She continued rocking back and forth on me, her eyes closed in bliss. Once again her orgasm was powerful and very wet, our combined juices running down my cock, coating my balls. She fell on top of me, breathless for a second, as she tried to regain her composure. I reached up and softly stroked her hair, I kissed the top of her head. She leaned up to face me, her lips kissing me softly.

“I never knew a man could be so gentle. I have never felt this good in my life, thank you so much.” she whispered.

About an hour later we were in the shower together, our bodies entwined once again in a passionate kiss. I couldn’t get enough of her, I had never been so powerless with a woman, but Alexis had me in the palm of her hand. We finished cleaning up, dried off and dressed, heading into the kitchen.

“I’m starving, how about you?” she asked.

“Yea, me too.” I answered.

“Let’s get a pizza.” she suggested.

“Sounds good.” I replied.

About thirty minutes later we were sitting on the sofa side by side eating, talking and laughing. We finished the pizza, cleaned up and were sitting back on the sofa just talking about all kinds of things. Out of the blue, Alexis changed the topic quickly.

“You ever ... I mean I know you have but ... Have you ever made yourself cum for a woman, while she watched?” she asked, her face turning somewhat red.

“You know I did, I told you about that night with Ashley...” I replied.

“Oh yea, you did.” she responded.

“I used to ... I sometimes when I am really worked up ... I go on this web site ... I like to watch guys do that ... I always cum hard afterwards.” she admitted.

“Really? So you’re a naughty girl?” I asked her.

“Oh if you only knew.” she giggled.

“Know what?” I asked.

I could see she perhaps said a little more than perhaps she had been meaning to say, but it was too late. She hesitated slightly, but the look on my face told her I wanted an answer.

“I have gotten myself ... made myself cum many times, watching people online. I never had the nerve to get on camera, but I used to watch a lot, men and women.” she admitted.

“Wow, that’s very interesting.” I laughed.

She began to rub the inside of my thigh softly, the twinkle coming back to those incredible eyes. I could tell she wanted something, I had been around her enough to pick up on a few things. She leaned over and kissed me softly, her tongue quickly brushing my upper lip.

“Would you do it for me ... you know, let me watch?” she asked, nervously.

“Now?” I asked.

“Uh huh.” she replied, biting her upper lip.

She was too God damned beautiful to refuse, even if I had wanted to, which I don’t think I did. She batted her eyes at me several times, then giggled, like I wasn’t already sold.

“It’s no problem, but this goes both ways. You will have to do it for me as well.” I demanded.

“No, no, no. That’s not the deal, I asked first.” she pouted.

“That’s the only deal, I’m making. Take it or leave it.” I replied.

She thought hard for a moment, once again biting her upper lip. I’m not sure who she thought she was fooling, definitely not me.

“Okay, deal.” she finally answered.

She pushed herself back about a foot, then turned sideways on the sofa, tucking her legs up under her. I stood up, pulling my boxers down to the floor. She instructed me to turn sideways and face her, which was difficult on this sofa. I placed one leg on the floor, the other I pushed against the back rest of the sofa. My cock was already beginning to swell, the sight of jerking off for this gorgeous woman embedded in my brain. I leaned back against the arm rest of the sofa, my right hand moving between my legs. Her eyes were riveted on my cock, widening and blinking several times when I wrapped my hand around my shaft. She looked back up at me quickly, a smile on her face. I began to slowly stroke myself up and down, my cock swelling once again. She kept moving her eyes back and forth from my hand, then to my eyes. I was now rock hard, the head of my cock swollen, my fist wrapped around it. Without any encouragement from me, her right hand moved down quickly between her legs. She slid her hand inside of her panties, arched her palm, then began to rub her pussy back and forth.

“I love watching you do that, God I’m so wet.” she whispered.

“Show me.” I urged.

Without hesitation she stood up, pushing her panties down to the floor. She sat back down on the sofa, right across from me, her fingers once again buried inside of her. She was now using two fingers on her clit, moving them in a rapid circular motion. The sight was incredible, this beautiful woman, with this amazing body, another orgasm pending in her fingertips.

“You gonna cum for me?” she asked.

“Whenever you want.” I answered.

“Mmmmmmmm, not yet though, just a little longer.” she replied, her fingers flying over her clit.

I continued pumping my cock for her, maintaining a steady pace, knowing I only had to increase speed when she signaled me. I could feel the cum boiling inside of my balls, my cock was once again aching for release.

“Ok, I want you to cum for me.” she whispered, leaning over kissing me softly.

I leaned back against the arm rest, my right hand tightening it’s grip on my shaft. I quickly reached that familiar rythme I had used so many times before in my life, I was just a few seconds away. She had completely stopped rubbing herself, her eyes were glued to my hand.

She looked up at me, our eyes met, her tongue ran over her upper lip.

“I love watching you do this. Cum for me baby, cum for me.” she whispered looking directly into my eyes.

The words were so passionate, so intense, I went hurtling over the edge. I felt the cum race up my shaft exploding from the head, landing on my chest. Several more thick ropes of cum shot from my cock, coating my stomach. I frantically pumped my cock, milking what was left of a mind numbing orgasm between my fingers. I leaned back exhausted, my cock still throbbing from the intense ordeal. I finally opened my eyes, to see her reach down on the floor, pick up her panties, then gently clean the fluids from my body. She tossed the panties on the floor, then leaned over me, pressing her lips to mine. She kissed me passionately, her tongue eager, the desire was once again there.

“Thank you, that was incredible.” she whispered, between kisses.

She laid on top of me for several minutes, her tongue inside of my mouth, her lips hungry. She soon had my cock between her fingers trying to once again bring me back to life. Within minutes she had my cock swelling again beneath her talented touch, her whispers of desire in my ear.

“I want to show you something.” she told me.

“What?” I asked.

“Come with me.” she urged, getting up, pulling me by the hand.

I followed her to the bedroom, where she motioned to the bed. I moved over and got in, she was right behind me. She propped a few pillows under her head, then laid back down on her back. She lowered her hands down between her legs, her eyes were glued to mine.

“I want to show you something, I don’t think you have ever seen this before.” she stated softly, “Get between my legs.”

I did as I was told, she motioned for me to get as close to her as possible. She asked for my hand, taking my middle finger and extending it. She took my hand and guided it to her pussy, instructing me to slide my finger in as deep as possible. I followed her instructions, until my finger was as far inside of her as I could manage. She then told me to slightly curve my finger and move upwards toward her stomach. I did as I was told, then with some slight direction and adjustment, I seemed to hit the right spot.

“That’s it, right there. You feel that?” she asked.

“I feel something.” I replied.

“Ok start to rub that back and forth, slowly at first. I will tell you what to do.” she instructed.

I began to slowly move my fingertip back and forth over the area, it wasn’t easy. As big as my hands were, my fingertip just barely reached the spot she identified. After about thirty seconds, I could see her face getting flushed, her breathing became a bit shallow.

“Ok faster now.” she urged.

I picked up the pace, moving my finger and hand as quickly as I could, trying my best to keep a steady pace. She instructed me to take my left hand, and push down on her lower stomach, just above her pubic bone. I did as she asked, this allowing me to get my finger a little deeper inside of her.

“That’s it, faster. Press down a little harder.” she instructed.

I did my best to follow her requests, I was moving my hand as quickly as I could under the circumstances. Another half minute passed, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm.

“Pull your finger out of me when I tell you.” she panted.

I continued to push down on her lower stomach, my finger massaging the area she had instructed me to with all the speed and pressure I could muster. She was moaning incoherently by now, her body shaking under my touch. She arched her back suddenly, her finger reaching the top of her pussy, lifting her lips slightly upward.

“Now pull out, pull out.” she cried out.

I pulled my finger out quickly, it took just a few seconds until she became to scream in pleasure. Without warning, a powerful stream of clear liquid arched high from inside of her, soaking my chest, running down my body. As the liquid continued to splatter against me, her body shook violently, almost as if she were having a mild seizure. She tossed her head from side to side, her legs thrashed about wildly. It took perhaps twenty seconds before she regained control, by then both the bed and myself were literally soaked. She finally opened her eyes, looking up at me, still barely able to catch her breath, a smile on her face. I had no idea what to say, I wasn’t sure I even knew what had just happened.

“You ok Alexis?” I asked.

“Oh yeaaaa, I’m very ok.” she purred.

I moved from between her legs, to her left, laying down beside her. I pressed my lips to hers, she was ready and eager. After a very long passionate kiss, she pulled away from me, her breathing back to normal.

“Ever see that kind of orgasm before?” she asked.

“Um ... no, can’t say that I have.” I replied.

“A girlfriend taught me that in college, I can’t do it to myself, I can’t get deep enough. This is the first wet orgasm I have had since college.” she informed me.

“So uh ... what you’re saying is, this girl ... she did this to you?” I asked, smiling.

“Yes she did, I did the same for her. It wasn’t a regular thing, maybe four or five times total.” she answered, now slightly embarrassed.

“Is it better than a normal orgasm?” I asked.

“I wouldn’t say better, just different. Besides, if I am really turned on, I squirt quite a bit during a normal orgasm, as I think you know.” she giggled.