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Shediddevour me. She used her mouth and fingers and everything at her disposal to ravish me until I couldn’t take it anymore and I did beg. I did. I begged and cried and promised her anything to just let me fucking come. I told her she was killing me. I told her I was going to die if she didn’t touch me in the exact right way that I could totally instruct her on if she would just DO IT.
“You know, this is really interesting,” she said, sitting up and wiping her face with one hand. Her hair was everywhere and I realized we both should have put ours up before we started. Notes for next time. I was probably going to have to write this shit down: Things To Do Before Sex. Number one, put up hair.
“What’s interesting, you horrible, terrible, awful person?” I was panting and gasping and my entire body had started twitching, as if my circuits were mad that I wasn’t having an orgasm.
“Seeing you beg and plead. Under normal circumstances, I’d do anything you asked, but right now, I’m enjoying this a lot. More than I thought I would.” Her voice was calm, and she had the most satisfied grin on her face that I’d ever seen. I wanted to bite her and then make her feel this way so she would know how much it sucked.
“You’re a monster,” I said, and she shrugged one shoulder and just kept smiling.
“You have no idea.” I swallowed a scream.
“Will you just let me fucking come already? I’m afraid something bad is going to happen to my body if I don’t.” Okay, so that was a lie, but not completely. My body had never felt like this and I wasn’t sure it was okay to keep me in this heightened state without release for a long period of time.
“I guess I can let you come. But I’m going to make it happen again and again and again. I’ve been counting the days I could have given you orgasms and I have a number and I’m determined to get to that number.” It was clear, she was definitely going to kill me.
“What’s the number?” She leaned down and blew on my clit. My entire body jumped. I almost came from herbreathingon me. I was that close.
“I don’t think you’re ready to hear it. But I’m keeping track. There’s a spreadsheet.” I was about to make a joke about spreadsheets, but then she plunged her fingers into me at the same time as she sucked my clit into her mouth and I came so hard that I screamed so loud, I hoped the neighbors didn't call the police. My body gave up everything but feeling complete and total pleasure so all-consuming that I didn’t know if it would ever end. I rolled over the crest and started to come down, but it was still going, just softer, which was also good. The hardness had faded and now I was wrapped in a warm blanket of warmth and light and desire. Like sunshine. Slowly, the climax finally faded and I was left with tingling skin and a feeling as if everything was right and good in the world and nothing could ever be bad again.
“How was that?” Emma asked, and I tilted my head to look at her. She had rested her chin on one of my knees.
“I don’t know if I can really talk about it yet,” I said. My body was still trembling and glowing and sensitive. I loved this part almost as much as the orgasm itself. The aftermath.
“I’m judging by the screaming and the moaning and everything else that it was good for you?” She had been so confident moments before, but now she was asking me if my orgasm was good.
“Yes. It was good. It was beyond good. You couldn’t tell?” Breathing was still a little bit of a struggle.
“I mean, I hoped there wasn’t any exaggeration.” I sat up.
“Excuse me? You think I could fake that shit? I’m not Meryl Streep.” Emma gave me a weird look.
“Meryl Streep fakes orgasms?” she asked, and for some reason that made me burst out laughing.
“I don’t think so, but I bet she could,” I said, and she flopped on the bed next to me. “Oh are you done now? One orgasm and you’re tapped out?”
She turned her head to the side and glared at me.
“Demanding little brat,” she said.
“I’m your demanding little brat.” Emma was interrupted from replying by a sad little yip from outside the door.
“Uh oh. The puppy has spoken.” I got up and went to the door and opened it.
“Hello,” I said to Vegas, who was wiggling with excitement that I’d listened to him. He’d even brought one of his favorite toys.
“Hi, sweet boy. Have you been waiting for us?” I wanted to pick him up, but I didn’t really want to do that naked. I pulled Emma’s robe off the back of the door and put it on.
“You’re being a little clit-blocker,” I said in an affectionate tone, as he licked my face. “Come see your other mama,” I said, and Emma slid under the covers before I plopped the puppy in her lap.
“Hello, hello, yes, I know. You’re a good boy.” I loved the high little voice she used with Vegas. It was just so sweet and cute and it made me want to cry for some reason. Seeing them together gave me too many emotions. I usually had too many emotions, like I’d been born with an excess and I’d been trying to regulate myself since birth, but this, these moments when I saw her kissing his head, made everything in me overload.
“Do you want some tea?” I asked, so I could run away and wipe my eyes in private where she wouldn't see.
“Yeah, sure. Mid-coitus tea would be lovely.” I went to the kitchen to boil some water in the electric kettle and found some tea that was supposed to support sexy feelings. I’d bought it as a joke and now I was happy that I had. I added some lemon and honey to the tea and got myself under control and made sure I didn’t look like I’d been getting emotional before I went back to find Emma petting a sleeping puppy.
“Oh no. Now we can never move or have sex again,” I said in a whisper, as I handed her the mug of tea.
“Nah, he’s fine.” I carefully got into bed with my tea. Vegas woke up a little bit, but then his eyes closed again when Emma started stroking the perfect part of his head that he loved.
