Heat and friction finally overwhelmed me, and I buried my cock deep inside her. I cried out from the force of my own climax, and firehose spurts filled the condom.
I didn’t quite lose consciousness, but my vision dimmed. A bellows rush filled my ears, the sound of my own harsh breathing. At the same time, a heavy lethargy settled over me like a leaden blanket. My arms felt rubbery all of a sudden. I tried to push myself up, but Allie grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down.
“Not yet! I’m still—!”
She fell silent, and I could feel the current of orgasm as it flowed through her. Her pussy squeezed my shaft, and her whole body quivered as she held me close. Then she shuddered and relaxed. A moment later she sagged to the bed and finally released me.
“Oh, God,” she panted. “I needed that.”
* * *
Strength slowly returned to my arms and shoulders, and I pushed myself up. I started to draw my knees forward, but Allie stopped me.
“Don’t. Not yet.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. “You haven’t finished. Keep going. I’m fine.”
“Me too.”
“But… you didn’t come.”
“Of course I did. Like, five minutes ago.”
“I didn’t— I mean, I didn’t feel it.”
“You were a little preoccupied.”
“Are you sure?” She concentrated. “I still don’t… I mean…”
“Oh, I came,” I chuckled. “Trust me. Ah, hold on… I know what the problem is.” I disentangled my arms from her legs, and she grimaced as she lowered them.
“Ow, ow, ow… Okay, ow.” She panted to catch her breath. “Sorry. I didn’t realize I was so out of shape.”
I sat back, and my dick slid out of her. She pushed herself up on her elbows, and her breasts shifted together. A distracted part of me—one that should’ve been satisfied—imagined fucking her between them. She snapped me back to reality.
“A condom? But I— And you— We can’t—” She fell back on the pillow, and her breasts flattened to the sides again. “Ah, now I get it. Protection. Not from getting pregnant, but from other things.”
“Lions and tigers and bears…”
“Oh, my.” She sighed. “I guess I hadn’t thought of that.”
“Yeah, sorry.”
We rarely talked about AIDS and STDs, but we worried about them all the time. They were the main reason I was fine with a blowjob, even from a woman I’d just met, but I wouldn’t have sex until I knew her better. Even then, I used a condom until we both got tested.
“I thought you knew,” I said to Allie. “About the condom, I mean.”
She shook her head.
“And you didn’t see the box? That’s why I had to run to the master bedroom.”
Another headshake.
“Sorry. I should’ve said something. It isn’t personal.”
“What? I know. It’s cool. Totally. And… I should’ve realized. I just— I mean… I haven’t had to worry about things like that. Not since… well, you know.”
I nodded.
“It gives me an idea, though…” She sat forward and caught my cock in both hands. She massaged the base with her left and gripped the condom with her right. She slid it off. Then she grinned. “I haven’t done this in years.” She held up the condom and slowly squeezed my come into the tip. It was a healthy amount, even more than usual.
“Not bad,” she said appreciatively. “And it’s still warm. Whatever should I do with it?” She smirked. It was a rhetorical question.
After a moment she lowered the open end of the condom to her lips. Then she raised the full end and tilted her head back. Pearly semen flowed down channels in the latex. She drained it into her mouth and held it for a moment. Finally, she closed her eyes and swallowed.
“Ahh! Nice.” She squeezed the last of the semen onto her lips and spread it around with her fingers. “It’s better fresh,” she added, “but I’ll take what I can get.”
“There’s more where that came from,” I chuckled.
“I know.” She glanced at my semi-hard dick and arched an eyebrow.
“Ha! Sorry. Maybe when I was twenty…”
“That’s okay. I need some time too. Besides, I have to pee. Be right back.”
I watched her go and made a point to admire her body. She pretended not to notice, but I caught a glimpse of a smile before she closed the bathroom door.
I flopped to my back and stared at the ceiling. Allie must have pulled down the covers earlier, while I’d been on my errand to fetch the condoms. I hadn’t noticed before.
You were doing what you always do, the little head grumped. Daphne? Seriously?
What? I still care about her.
Yeah, but… twenty years?
The bathroom door opened before I could come up with a suitably pigheaded reply. Allie appeared, although she took one look at me and stopped.
“What’ve I done now?” I said.
“Oh, nothing. But someday you’re going to have to tell me what’s going through your head. Not today,” she added as she crawled onto the bed, “but someday.”
She stretched along my left side this time, which felt more like normal. Then she swung her hair back and rested her cheek on my chest. I put my arm around her, and she slid her leg over mine. We relaxed in a companionable silence. At least, it was companionable until she raked her big toe along the sole of my foot.
I nearly leapt off the bed.
“It’s a good thing you aren’t ticklish,” she teased.
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry, I’ll behave.”
“Why don’t I believe you?”
“What if I swear on my vagina? And promise you unlimited visitation? Supervised, of course, but any time you like.”
“Oh. Well… when you put it like that…”
She laughed and kissed my nipple, a friendly truce more than an intimate one. Then she slid her leg over mine, returned her cheek to my chest, and sighed happily. We fell silent again, and our breathing slowly found a rhythm. I wasn’t ready for sleep, but I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Allie’s warm, soft body next to mine.
* * *
Sometime later, I inhaled a deep breath, held it as long as I could, and let it out slowly. Allie sensed that I was in the mood to talk. She stirred, and her own breath felt warm on my bare skin.
“Well, what do you think?” I said. “Was it worth all the flirting?”
“Are you kidding? You saw how hard I came.”
“Yeah, true. So… tell me about that. I mean, three in a row? And the last one…?”
“They don’t always happen like that.” It was the verbal equivalent of a shrug. “But when they do… wow.”
“No kidding.”
“Christy has ’em too, doesn’t she? Super-orgasms? So… why d’you ask?”
“Just trying to figure out what you like, how to do it again.”
“Ah. In that case, mine are different. Didn’t she tell you?” It was a gibe at first, but then she raised her head and saw that I was clueless. It turned into a serious question at that point. She scooted up, rested her chest on my abdomen, and folded her arms beneath her chin. She gazed at me from a foot away, her Caribbean eyes alive with interest and amusement.
“Afraid not,” I replied seriously. “I only hear about the kinky things. She doesn’t tell me the mundane stuff.”
“Ah. So you know I like it messy when I give head, but not how I come.”
“Exactly. Only, now that you mention it, it was different. Christy… um… how do I put this…?”
“Comes hard when you go balls deep?” Allie smirked. “I mean, when you hit her A-spot.”
“Yeah. How’d—?”
She shrugged. “She’s always wiped out the day after, so I can usually tell. Or did you mean how’d I learn in the first place? We brag. To each other, at least. Didn’t you know?” She arched expectant eyebrows before she shrugged again, dismissive this time. “It’s what we talk about sometimes. Why? You guys benefit from it, so why get worked up about it?”