Chapter 163

Celina laid with her head on Adam's chest as it rose and lowered in rhythmic sleep. It was past midnight and she was in a deliriously good mood despite napping for only 30 minutes or so.

A perfect evening had spawned an almost perfect night. For the first time in her life, Celina had willingly given herself to another person.

There had been the usual fumbling that occurs when two people become intimate for the first time. But it had been unhurried and she was completely unabashed by anything that had occurred.

She thought she was going to explode when, after several minutes of kissing and petting, Adam had suckled her breasts and made his way down her stomach to her center. He must have spent 30 minutes luxuriating in her essence. She was certain he had licked every inch of anything that rested between her thighs.

She lost count of the number of orgasm because it didn't matter. No man had ever gone down on her. Not once in her entire life. When she was in the gang, she had forced several young girls to eat her as part of their initiations but it was never done with any affection and was nothing like what Adam had done.

The only awkward moment came when Celina thought she should reciprocate Adam's oral actions. After all, it was only fair, she decided.

The look of apprehension that crossed her face led Adam to put his hands beneath her arms as she tried to descend and to pull her back upward.

"I don't think I need any further stimulation," he had told her – but Celina knew her expression had betrayed her feelings. Instead she used her hand to get the first cum out of the way for him. She had done that a number of times to amorous young men after she was shipped off to her aunt's house and one or two times while in college.

She was almost certain Adam's lips hadn't left some portion of her body for several hours. If he wasn't kissing her lips, he was kissing her shoulder. If it wasn't her shoulder, it was her breast.

Adam was hard again by the time he came back from cleaning up his spend – which had landed primarily on his chest and lower stomach. In fact, Celina wondered if he had gone limp at all.

He had but the sight that greeted him when he returned from the bathroom brought him back to full mast. Celina was reclining on the bed, eyes closed. She wore a languid smile on her face as she absently played with her pussy. Celina was fantasizing about how good it would feel to have a man make love to her and she hoped she could get Adam hard again soon so he could mount her. Adam didn't want to rush things, so he started to kiss up Celina's calf to her knee.

He rubbed her feet – because she had been in heels for almost three hours that evening – as he headed northward. He paid scant attention to her pussy, which her fingers had vacated as soon as she realized he was in the room. He placed a firm kiss on her clit before veering off the side to kiss her hips.

That gave him the opportunity to move out of alignment with Celina's body. He didn't want to scare her and he also knew seeing something the size of his erection could be frightening even to someone with a great deal of sexual experience.

But Celina intercepted him by closing her legs around his waist and keeping his body resting between her thighs.

"I really want you inside of me," she said. "Just keeping heading in this direction."

Adam dipped his head back downward and captured a nipple.

"I think we should try it with you on top," he said. "I want you to have complete control over the situation."

"No you don't," Celina said. Adam frowned so she continued. "If I have control we're not getting any sleep tonight at all. You have no idea what you've done to me. I feel ... I don't know. I feel like I have waited my whole life for what we're going to do. I feel like I'm living out all those dreams I had when I was 10 years old about a perfect romantic evening. I thought those dreams were gone forever, Adam. I thought I would never get to experience a night like this."

"I'm glad it's me here with you," Adam said.

"Oh, me, too," Celina said. "I, uh... , I couldn't have done this with anyone else. Well, maybe I could have but not now and maybe not ever. Now, I think we've discussed this long enough. I feel that thing against my leg. I'm ready. You're ready. What are we waiting for?"

"I still think you should be in control," Adam said. He rolled to the side of the bed to retrieve a condom. There had been no discussion of birth control or of STDs. Adam was certain he was clean because of his recent test at Cedar-Sinai. Celina was clean because her only partners had been her fingers and a small pleasure enhancer the size of a tube of lip gloss that she used on her clit whenever she couldn't stand it any longer.

"Thank you," Celina said, nodding at the wrapper as Adam rolled a rubber over his erection. "I, uh, well I wasn't sure how to ask."

"You don't ask, Celina," he said. "You tell. You say, 'If we're going to do this, then you have to wear a condom.'"

She smiled but didn't repeat his statement.

"I didn't want you to think I was worried about, well, you know," she said softly, "what you do. I'm not really. But a pregnancy would bind us together in a way that neither of us wants."

"I know," Adam admitted. "But it's OK to be worried about the other, too. I would worry if I were in your shoes."

"I'm not wearing any shoes," Celina laughed. "Or anything else for that matter."

"Have I mentioned how happy I am about that?" Adam replied. A discussion about safe sex while naked was a sure mood breaker. He was glad that Celina seemed to consider the subject closed.

"You didn't have to say anything," she told him. "That pole you tote in front of you says all you need to. Now, how about you find a way to get underneath me, huh?"

It took Celina a few minutes to get used to Adam's girth. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine having something this size that was actually attached to a human.

For the next three hours, Celina recreated every position she had ever heard of. She was on top until she got too tired. She convinced Adam to get on top of her and they began anew. She sat on his lap with his cock inside of her. She got on her hands and knees and had him take her from behind.

When he came, she stroked him to another erection and restarted the cycle all over. Now, relaxed and sated, she stared down at the cock that had driven her to such heights only an hour before. Her last orgasm, while sitting astride Adam, had been too much. Her pussy was unused to so much activity and was becoming sore. She dozed off while Adam took care of the condom and cleaned up. She awoke briefly when he slid his arm beneath her head to let her rest on his shoulder then fall back to sleep.

But she was awake now and peering down Adam's body. He was erect. If she had to guess, he'd been at least semi-erect since she walked down the stairs that evening. The thought brought a smile to her face. Never had she felt so cared for, so appreciated as she did that minute.

She began to fondle his dick again, then on the spur of the moment started to move her mouth downward toward it. A firm hand on her shoulder stopped her.

"Celina, you never, ever have to do anything you don't enjoy," he said from behind her. "Not with anyone and certainly not with me."

Celina sighed and lifted her head up to look at him.

"I really do want to," she said. "At least I think I want to. But I also know I need to. I'll put it in my mouth for just a moment. If I don't like it or get scared, I'll stop."

"Only if you are positive," Adam insisted. "I don't want you to look back on a moment of our time together with anything that resembles regret."

She laughed. It was in stark contrast to the look on her face, which was sad.

"Well, I can say with assurance, I will not regret a minute of this, so far," she said. "But if I don't do this – with a guy I know for certain I can trust not only with my body but with my emotions – then I might regret that. Can I try-just for a minute?"

Adam almost made a smart-assed remark about no man turning down an offer like that but instead he simply nodded.

Celina laid her head on his stomach and put the head of his cock in her mouth. She stayed that way, not moving for almost two minutes. Then her hand snaked down to play with Adam's balls. She cradled them for a few seconds and then ran her hand over his cock, jerking him off while she held the head in her warm mouth.

After a few minutes of that – which was almost torture to Adam – she pulled her mouth away and turned to sit Indian-style on the bed next to him.

"The last time I had one of those in my mouth, the guy shoved it down my throat and then held my nose until I passed out," she said. "It was the ESD leader."

Adam nodded. He had expected something of that sort when he saw how disgusted Celina was at the very thought of performing oral sex on him.

"When I woke up, I was in The Chair," she continued. "It was when I told them I was being shipped to my aunt's house. They said they would throw me a party. I half expected to have to fuck all the guys. I mean, well, that had happened before. You know, the 'Bitches' had to service the full members a lot. But I didn't expect The Chair. That was the idea of some sadistic bastard, I can tell you that. It's sort of chair but the girl doesn't sit on it. She's suspended with her arms and legs out. A guy can sit underneath of her. Another can stand behind her or in front of her. There were risers on each side so a guy could stand there, too. That way they had access to every hole, you know.

"It was what we used if we caught some rival gang's girl in our territory. It was for rape, pure and simple. The women were never allowed to see The Chair. We got to play with the girl afterward but never in the room where it was. For the next six hours they fucked me any way they could. When they got too drunk or stoned or drained for anyone to get it up again, they put a baseball bat in my ass to encourage me to help them get hard again. When they'd had their fun, I guess, Henrico, the leader, did the same thing. He stuck it down my throat and closed my nose."

Adam's face took on a hard look.

"They're all dead," she said. "The last one died in prison last year. A few OD'd. A few were murdered. One was hit in a crosswalk. But the 16 guys who gave me my going-away party are all dead. I can't say I feel too sorry for them."

"No," Adam said simply.

"When I woke up, I was with the other Bitches," Celina said, picking up her narrative. "I was covered in semen. I had it in my ass. It was dripping out of my pussy. My face and hair were covered. I was tied hand and foot and thrown in the trunk of a car. They drove me around for I don't know how long. I thought they were going to kill me. I really did. These people who I thought were my friends were going to kill me.

"They dropped me off a mile from our apartment – a rival's territory. They told me I was dead to them. If they saw me wearing the colors, they'd kill me. If I saw them on the street and spoke to them, they'd kill me. If I showed my tats to anyone, they'd kill me. Then they cut the cords from around my feet and drove off. I had to walk 10 blocks, naked and covered in sperm, to get home. That's why I had reservations. That's why I got that look on my face when I thought about..."

Adam reached out and took her hand.

"I've never told that to anyone," she said. "That night was the worst night of my life. I have never been so humiliated – degraded. My whole life was nothing but shit but that was the worst. Of all the shit I had to do to get into the gang – licking out the other girls, letting a greasy haired 30 year old butt fuck me – this was worse. Even the shit I had to do while I was in didn't compare to that night. At least before, I had a semblance of a choice. That night – tied to that God damned chair, having some guy just walk up and shove his cock in my ass or my twat."

She shook her head.

"The guys on the Suck Stool were the worst," she said. "They would slap me with their puny little cocks. Yank my head back and forth and slap my ears to keep me disoriented. I couldn't even scream. It wouldn't have done a damned bit of good but there was a dick in my mouth for almost the whole night."

"I'm sorry," Adam said. He didn't know what else to say. "Celina, I never expected you to do that. I hope I didn't give you that impression. Tonight was about what you wanted and only about what you wanted."