Chapter 55: Sophomore Lovemaking

It was still dark when Jackie stirred. She wasn’t so much waking up as getting more comfortable on me. But the movements woke me. They also moved her leaking hole over my wilted dick. The movements put an end to the wilted adjective. My dick started to grow between her lips. As it got thicker and lengthened Jackie groggily moved on it more. However this time, she moved her hips more than anything else. She swiveled and gyrated her hips finding the most comfortable location for my dick. Only the gyrating and moving up and down my rod with her lips kept hardening my pole. The changing dimensions kept Jackie looking for a comfortable position. And the movements kept changing the dimensions she was working against. It turned into a catch twenty-two until my dick would harden no more.

By this time, Jackie was as awake as I was. “Mmm, I like it when you are hard. It feels good right there.” Jackie had gone from finding a comfortable way of sleeping to scrubbing her clit on the underside of my cock.

I grabbed her hips and held her still. “So you like me right here?” I asked.

“Oh yes,” She replied and tried hard to rotate her hips. “But if you let me move I will show you where it feels even better.”

“I wonder where that is?” I played along and took her chin between my teeth.

She put her knees on either side of my hips letting her inner thighs brush against my hip bones. With her chin still between my teeth she raised up and took hold of my cock. She lifted it up as well and guided the full purple head at her still oozing passageway. She lowered herself down slowly. She groaned out, “There. Right there is where it is where it is most comfortable.” She lowered herself even further too fast and bellowed, “Aurgh ... Oh fuck.”

I teased her, “It doesn’t sound like the most comfortable spot.” Then pulling down on her hips more of my pole impaled her. She again groaned out and huffed. “Here sounds about as comfortable as before. Is it?”

Jackie gulped air, “Oh yes, but you need to go further for full comfort.” She inched her cunt along my shaft. Her labia dragged along my skin before it entered the tube to her molten core. The lava began flowing the instant the underside of my dick had been used on her clit. Now my dick was immersed in a main vent full of the hot slippery fluid. Still, she groaned as the vent was widened further into the magma chamber, generating more lava.

I felt the small cone, that closed off the branch pipe to the ultimate sill, be pushed past. My plug tried to seal in the magma before it became lava flow. Jackie moaned the whole time she plugged her conduit with my rod. When the hairs of my pelvis were pressed into her crater, she let out a huge gasp. “Oh, God. There ... There is where I want you. Filling me. Stretching my body to what you need, to be one with me.”

I bit her neck lightly and wiggled my hips ever so slightly. “This is a comfortable place. I could hang out here forever.”

Jackie still groaned at the slightest movement of my cock in her, “Yes, I would love that. But fuck me ... First. I need to be fucked, by you.” She quickly raised up and slammed back down. She had run my cock halfway out of her hole before filling it completely again. She moaned and huffed as she knocked the air out of herself when she crashed back into me.

I rolled my head to the source of the red glow in the room. It was four-fifty. I re-tightened my grip on her hips after her surprise movement. “It still isn’t morning. And I told you, I wouldn’t fuck you until morning. But I will make love with you now.” I moved my lips to her and kissed her. It was a deliberate kiss with only the love and care I had for her in it.

Jackie kissed me back though I could feel her wanting more. She wanted lust but was not going to get it. I had found few things bound a woman to you like caring and passion. Lust got you a great fuck. Passion could give you a life-altering experience. And I was going to alter Jackie’s life. I had little concern about blowing my wad early. Three huge dumps of cum in her in the past twenty hours meant I would be hard long past when the TV commercials told me to seek immediate medical attention. A great fuck would wait until the morning light.

Again, our mouths opened and attached to each other. Our tongues again nuzzled and played together. I slowly lifted Jackie up. Her tight greased tube continued rippling and gripping along my rod which was being removed. Jackie moaned and huffed into my mouth at the sensation of my ridge dragged up the plush tube. She caught her breath when the curved ridge came into contact with the spongy washboard ripples near her opening. She didn’t take another breath until my helmet had passed completely over it. Then she gasped.

Jackie attempted to twist her hips to wrench them free of my grip. She even thought dropping all her weight down would be a good idea to get free of my grip. She didn’t think of the result of it. I let her do as she wanted. It was for her own good. It would be a good way to show her the difference in fucking and making love.

She wailed, “Augh ... Fuck ... You’re splitting me.” She had run my cock all the way through her vagina. My dick again hammered her cervix out of the way on the way to push on the back of her fornix.

“You want to try it my way,” I said kissing her. I slowly lifted up on her hips. She sighed and kissed me like her life depended on it. She, once again, was with only the crown of my cock within her. From there I eased her back down my rod and gently nudged her womb’s doorway out of the way. I bottomed out in her shortly thereafter. Her pelvis rolled as I let her slowly grind on me. She rotated and ground her clit on my root while I stayed still making it easier on her.

A few more times I slowly slid my cock’s ridge down her convulsing walls. I trusted she understood the pace at which we would finish our copulation. Her knowledge gave me back the freedom of my hands. They went to work on her body immediately.

One hand grazed the side of her torso with the back of my fingernails. She twisted trying to get away from the tickling touch. It didn’t return down her side but went over her slightly squished breast. I lifted up on her shoulder, this time, giving me a pathway to her breast. My hand occupied one tit. Jackie’s other was quickly taken up by my lips.

There wasn’t the long journey down her graceful neck and across the smooth expanse of her upper chest. Instead, it was simply moving her higher on me where I jumped straight from her captured lip to capturing her nipple between my lips. Jackie, again caught her breath after filling her lungs with air. In doing so her breast was forced further into my mouth as her chest expanded.

Had we been fucking, I would have bitten down on her nipple and pulled it out from her conical flesh. And raked my teeth down her tit seizing the nipple between them. Afterward, I would let the pulled-out nipple snap back into place. But as it was, I only encircled her nipple with my lips and lightly tugged on it. Or when not squeezing the hard nub with my pursed lips, I was suckling the milkless teat.

Jackie pressed her breast harder against my lips while her hips went slowly up and down, dragging my plumbed head through her velvet tunnel. She moaned arching as she forced the tit further into my mouth. Her mouth was permanently open, her head thrown back, and her eyes held shut. She was on the verge of a climax in a matter of minutes.

Yet the coming climax was slowly disintegrating the slow movements of her pelvis. Her movements no longer seemed to know if they were to be filling her with my cock or emptying herself of it. Multiple times Jackie appeared to lose track halfway up or down and reverse course. Only to do so again a second later.

She was in the middle of one of these distracted directionless movements on my cock when her climax came together. It culminated in her slamming her pelvis into mine brutally. Then freezing when her clit scraped on my cock’s root. She didn’t scream out. She loudly groaned her release, “Aurgh ... Oh God ... It’s everywhere.”

My pole acted as her balance beam as she bent in ways only a gymnast could. The severe arch pulled her nipple from my lips. And no sooner had she done it did she locked up. Her muscles twitched so hard and fast she couldn’t move. Even her breathing ended after she sucked in a mountain of air.

Her walls clamped down on my rod trying to hold me deep in her. The ripples up and down my rod, as the caven refused to let me leave, were trying to coax me to paint her with my spunk. The coating wads were not coming regardless of her walls’ divine imparted sensations. I sensed Jackie’s climax and her disconnected muscles making her easy to move. Not even the constricting muscles prevented me from flipping our positions.