Chapter 10: The Main Event

Talia was excited to be starting these new projects. Her first calls were to various pool contractors, many of which lost interest when she explained how they needed a smaller above-ground installation. But one of them at least put her in touch with a contractor who would take the job. Then she found another contractor who could add the deck and privacy fences after the pool was set up.

Next up were the solar companies. Once she explained their needs, several proposals came in quickly. Some were rejected out-of-hand because they wanted to somehow mount the panels on the steeply pitched and complex roofs of the Victorian, which was not possible. Finally they picked a contractor who could move quickly and install the panels arrayed in parallel racks in their large back yard, out of the way.

After dinner, Talia and Paul went off to his bedroom. After she went over all the progress she had made, Paul had a question.

“Are you too tired then to try having sex with me, T?”

“Oh, don’t be stupid. I got all my extra energy today thinking about tonight. Last week, Dr. Petersen gave me the go-ahead to have penetrative sex, with birth control. I am so ready for you!”

She jumped off the bed and threw off her clothes, including her dampened panties. Then she stood impatiently, one hand on her out-thrust hip, until he got the message and stripped.

Palming his erection, she said, “I guess you have been thinking about tonight, also.”

“Thinking about you, Talia. Let’s get on the bed and I can show you what I’m thinking.”

“Thinking is good. Acting is better. Let me get you dressed, since you’re already so excited.”

His cock was standing tall and making small pulsing motions corresponding to his heartbeat. She got out a condom, tore open the packet and studied it for a minute.

Then she rolled it over and down his shaft and coated the sheath with some of the cherry-flavored lube.

“Cherry, ha!” she thought. “Weirdly appropriate!”

“Paul, I’m going to sit on you, and control the action, at least to start.”

She positioned herself above him, and made sure he was properly lined up. Then she took a deep breath, and pushed down.

“Eep!” There was a little sting, and then she was impaled. “Oof. Give me a minute. You’re so big!”

“Take your time, T. Believe me, I’m not going anywhere.” Reaching up, he gently groped her breasts, feeling her stiff nipples poking into his palms.

She started slowly rocking up and down. As she became more and more aroused, she would grind against her lover on each down-stroke. Below her throat and between his hands, her soft skin was flushing to a bright red as her excitement increased.

Then she froze, shivering, as her orgasm took control. Paul slowly lowered her body to rest against him—waiting for her self-control to return. He moved his hands down to massage her butt cheeks, soothingly.

In a shaky voice: “Oh, my fucking God! I just went to paradise. Did you come?”

“Not yet, T.”

“Really? Then please get on top and fuck me some more! I can come again, I know it.”

Knowing that she had already just climaxed, Paul picked up his pace and began thrusting enthusiastically. His old iron bed frame was complaining from his rhythmic motion, and the noise carried.

Big Ears

“Ric, T’s finally getting the good fuck she deserves. Wanna celebrate?”

“Sure, but they took all our condoms.”

“No problem. Fuck my ass! Please!”

“Really?”

“Yes, damn it, get the Vaseline, and hurry!”

Kerri still disliked getting penetrated vaginally during her periods, but instead of feeling grouchy she felt horny. It was unusual, and inconvenient, because she was still worried about the mess. Then she realized she could have plenty of fun from “door number two.” The words were barely out of her mouth when Ric was all over her, eager like a puppy.

In the present situation, ass fucking was the perfect answer. Although Kerri’s ass started out as a tight squeeze, but quickly her tightness relaxed, and her butthole hung open slightly when he pulled out and pushed back in.

Meanwhile, Paul had come, and come hard, when Talia had climaxed for the third time. She rolled him off to the side.

“Sleepy now,” moaned Paul.

“Rest, honey, you did good. I love you.”

“—love you—”

Paul was asleep, a beatific smile on his lips. Talia crept carefully from the bed and, like before, headed to Kerri’s room to share the good news. She heard Ric showering and resisted the urge to spy on him. Moving on to her roommate’s bedroom door, she noticed it was ajar.

Kerri was face-up with her feet toward the door, one leg bent, one leg straight. Talia noticed two things right away, white come dripping from her asshole, and a tampon string hanging from her pussy.

Kerri was alert. “Congratulations, Talia. Did you have fun?”

“I sure did, and I wanted to thank you for the rubbers. You didn’t need them, I guess. Doesn’t it hurt?”

“With lube, all things are possible. Even fun. I promise you, next time you have your period, try it with Paul. He might come just hearing you suggest it.”

“I just might,” said Paul.

“PAUL! You sneak!”

Looking down, she saw a clear drop at the end of his rigid cock.

“You’re serious!”

“About your ass, I’m always serious.”

“Paul, take that pretty thing back to your bedroom, I’ll send T in just a minute.”

“T, listen to me. I’m going to put Vaseline on your butt hole. It’s super-slippery, but Vaseline destroys condoms. I mean it. So, semen goes nowhere except inside your butt, or into a condom. And never lube a condom with Vaseline. Got it?