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“Hold the condom while you pull out,” she advised. Loren chuckled. “I know,” he said, doing just that.
She rose from the sofa and watched as he walked to the powder room in the hall. She made her way to her private bathroom and quickly washed up before she pulled on a lace robe. He was standing at the window in his boxers when she walked back into the living room. “No worries, kid, I give you a C overall,” she quipped, moving to the bar to pour two glasses of wine.
He turned. “What will it take to get an A?” he asked.
“Not used to scoring lower than best?” she asked, crossing the room to hand him a glass.
“Definitely not; that’s why I came for your help,” Loren said.
She sipped her drink and ran her free hand through her hair, which had come loose in the melee. “Equipment is an A. Kudos for that,” she said with a slight raise of her glass in a toast.
He shook his head as he chuckled. “And?” he asked before taking a sip.
“You rely on your size too much,” she said frankly. “Just pumping away, but if your penis doesn’t hit her spot she won’t cum. I didn’t. Not the big explosion that should have me on that couch still sticky from your sex and sleeping.”
He frowned.
“Pay attention to her. Get her hot and wet. Caress her body. Kiss her everywhere—and I do meaneverywhere,” she stressed with a meaningful look.
“Nah, I don’t do that,” he said.
Desdemona eyed him. “Your loss,” she said, chiding him as she reached up to pat his cheek. “There’s nothing better than the taste and feel of a woman in your mouth. Stop denying yourself.”
He fell quiet.
“Don’t worry. I’ve only just begun to teach you,” she said, raising her glass to him. “Here’s to the making of a great lover.”
Loren raised his glass to touch hers.
* * *
“See how he works his hips? In circles. Clockwise. Then counterclockwise. Not just back and forth.”
Desdemona picked up the remote from the bed to pause the video on the television as she looked over her bare shoulder at Loren sitting on the bed leaned back against the pillows and her headboard, naked and beautiful with his member lying across his thigh, impressive even at rest.
He nodded and looked over at her.
She was as naked as he as she sat on her haunches with her heels pressing into her buttocks.
Desdemona looked back to the TV and continued the video. The lovers shifted their bodies so that he sat on the couch and she straddled his hips, reaching behind herself to hold his erection straight up as she slid down onto it. She bit down onto the tip of her finger as she watched them deeply kissing and whispering to each other as the woman rode him slowly as he thrust his hips upward off the couch.
She fell silent and enjoyed the show, feeling her fleshy bud throb against the plump lips of her womanhood.
“That’s the thing about a good flick,” she said in wonder. “You can tell when they’re really feeling each other because they don’t give a damn about that camera placement. This is one of my favorite flicks.”
“Mine too now,” he said.
She glanced back at him, but her breath caught at him now fully aroused with his erection casting an impressive shadow against the sheets beside him.
“Well, now,” she sighed, tossing the remote aside and crawling on her knees up the length of the bed to reach him.
He sheathed himself with protection before she reached him and straddled his lap to take as much of his hardness as she could inside of her. He gripped her buttocks and deeply sucked a taut brown nipple as he pressed his face against the softness of her breasts. Her fingers gripped the headboard and she flung her head back until the ends of her hair teased the top curve of her buttocks.
Soon their cries of release and passion blended in the air with those from the video.
* * *
“Lo. Lo. Lo!” Desdemona gasped as he stroked inside from behind as she was bent over the coffee table with her breasts and hard nipples pressed against the chilly glass.
