Chapter 20

There is a special thrill to be had by watching a woman discover just how her body can pleasure her. If you are not selfish, or wrapped up in wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am, taking the time to give a woman such raw pleasure that she passes out can be an epic experience. Toni shrieked my name, shot up off the bed and while wrapping her arms around me, lost her grip on consciousness and collapsed. When she regained her senses, I was holding her in my arms like you would cuddle a small child, wiping her fevered brow with a cool wash cloth, and whispering comforting things into her ear.

She needed all that and more.

Panting, sweating and oozing her own personal lubricant, Toni stared into my eyes, and said, “I didn’t know ... I had no idea ... how do you get to be twenty-four, almost twenty-five and have no clue about sex???” She continued to question her own life experience to try and justify reaching her age without ever having a full blown climax and I let her work through it, continuing to hold and comfort her.

After almost ten minutes of speaking, panting, sucking in all the air she could force into her lungs, and generally trying to come to grips with the power hidden inside her body, Toni realized that I was still hard as a rock and patient as a saint. When she finally felt the hardness between us, she reached back to hold me as she turned to see for herself just what I was hoping to use to take her just a little further in her sexual education.

Apparently Toni wasn’t about to wait. She rolled out of my arms, shifted herself until she was on her back, raised her knees and parted her legs giving me the worldwide signal to go ahead and finish what we’d started.

So I did.

Mr. Johnson slid home without a hint of friction and Toni urged me into a rhythm that pleased us both. She knew how to have sex. It was just that sex hadn’t ever been all about her before. Now that I showed her how her body could please her, Toni wanted to know what else she’d been missing.

It took a long time. Before we got too involved I shared with her that I was shooting blanks and she smiled, which told me that she had a story to go along with that admission. “I had my tubes tied after Toby was born because of some difficulties I had after giving birth.” We were both protected against an unplanned addition to her family and neither of us needed to worry about what might happen.

The bedroom came alive with the sound of flesh slapping on flesh as I took Toni all the way to her desired destination. When she climaxed her entire body turned an alluring shade of pink and she clamped her legs so tightly around my waist that her thigh muscles cramped. As the power of her climax washed over her, Toni wailed like I was hurting her, instead of giving her pleasuring. The sounds came from deep in her throat and built to a crescendo that was so shocking it even surprised Toni.

“Did I make those sounds,” she asked as we huffed and puffed after finding our completion.

Her complete surprise got me laughing and I just had to be a smart Alec. “You really made all of those sounds. There were times when it got so loud that I thought there might be a train passing nearby. I’m sure parents all over this town ran around herding their children inside to keep from having to explain what the noise was all about...

“Oh ... and your mother schooled you well.” Toni gave me a quizzical look. “You were fresh and clean for me. I LOVE to taste you. I might even have to ask you to do this all over again in a little while, just so I can eat you all up, all-over again.”

That got me a very pretty smile.

It was Toni, not me, that asked for a rematch and it was just about thirty minutes later, not a couple of hours like I had supposed. We were drifting in and out of consciousness in perfect afterglow when I felt her fingers trail down my chest and onto Mr. Johnson, finding him happy to have her visiting. She grasped me, gently molested me until there was sufficient hardness to perform, and shifted easily from lying down to settling herself into position to see if she missed anything the first time.

We made slow, deliberate love for hours, stopping only so Toni could care for Toby. Our night turned into morning and after a long, leisurely breakfast, we slept for several hours, not even trying to make it to Toni’s destination. When evening came we stopped, had an early supper and enjoyed another long tryst in the back of my coach. “I can’t believe how GOOD I feel,” she bubbled with enthusiasm. “Mark did things to me a lot, but never like this...” Her eyes shined with something more than simple afterglow.

In the morning Toni rose first, took care of feeding and caring for Toby and was back in bed thinking that she hadn’t disturbed my sleep. She wanted me awake but hesitated to wake me. Rather than torture her, I rolled over and greeted her with a deep kiss. We snuggled for a little while, but Toni wanted to talk.

“Before we ... you know ... before we did it, I was so tired ... really exhausted. It was like my whole body, including my brain, was overtired. When I woke up this morning I was afraid you would take one look at me all a mess and laugh, then drop us somewhere and go away. Then I realized how good I felt. It was torture watching you sleep, because I wanted you to wake up and start all over again, maybe even doing things I’d heard about but never imagined doing with a man.” Toni colored up as she confessed.

“Mark used to like to use his tongue on me, down there, and sometimes he would threaten to do it in my bottom, instead of the right way. I always cringed when he said those things, but when you kissed me all over ... my ... you know ... all around everywhere, it ... I ... what you were doing ... felt so good that I wouldn’t have stopped anything you tried.” She covered her face behind both hands, groaned at her admission and said, “Please tell me I didn’t just say that ... please???”

To sooth her I kissed her lips softly and tenderly, like she might break if I weren’t so gentle. Toni surged against me, bringing our naked bodies into full contact, and I felt her wetness against Mr. Johnson. “I don’t think you made me sore,” She said, breathless after our kiss. “I usually can feel it the day after we ... Mark and me ... after we do ... did it.”

She squirmed until her nether lips opened against my hard shaft, clearly inviting me in for more fun. Mr. Johnson seemed to know the way.

It was epic.

Toni begged me to use her body any way I wished, so I stood her up, blindfolded her and had her stand with one had touching the built in dresser and the other on the bed for balance. I let her stand and wonder what I had in mind for a long time. Once she was not only eager, but a tad nervous about what was coming. I softly dragged my fingertip from her hairline to her breastbone, barely making contact. Toni shivered all the way to her toes as I changed direction letting my fingernail travel the same course in reverse.

The combined effect of blindness and sensory input turned her into putty and I took her deeper into the unexpected arousal of complete submission by stealing a light kiss, brushing my lips against the point on her neck where I could see her pulse beating beneath the skin. Toni groaned once more and swayed into my kiss but I denied her further pleasure, choosing to make her wait for it.

Separating from her I kissed the upslope of her left breast, dragging my tongue over the uneven texture of her nipple. Toni gasped at the sudden erotic pull of my mouth and tried to force more of her breast into my lips. To stop her from taking control I bit down on her nipple just enough to surprise her and then continued to travel the contours of her body with my eyes, lips and fingers, never lingering long enough to bring her close to climax.

When I got to her nest, instead of pleasuring her I moved around to address her naked back. Toni is wide across the middle, with a substantial rear end and it was begging for my attention. When I finally completed contemplating her shoulders, backbone and the lovely swell of skin where her back ends and her bottom begins, I knelt behind her and tasted the skin of her bottom right next to her little star.

Toni stiffened, groaned and then wiggled from side to side as I licked around her rectum in concentric circles, drawing nearer and neared to her forbidden place. When my tongue licked across her secret star Toni moaned and a sudden rush of moisture seeped from her core. To double down on the sensations coursing through her, I used the pad of my index finger to lightly rim the outside edge of her opening, while tickling the center with my tongue.

Toni didn’t know if she should snap her legs together to keep me out, or bend further to open more of herself to my greedy desire. When my tongue slightly penetrated the ring protecting her anus, she came. Without my touching her vagina Toni experienced a strong climax, squealing with genuine joy as the feelings washed over her.

Toni wanted me inside her by then, but I made her wait. She thought the things we did yesterday were great. Something told me I could build her up to a truly epic crescendo if I took enough time and discovered even more of her unexplored sexuality.