My lips met hers, and my cock made contact with her pussy. I reached between us and made only a slight adjustment to get my cock into position at the entrance to her pussy. Immediately I began entering her, as if her pussy was drawing me in. I pushed gently, once again savoring the feel of sliding into her pussy, savoring the feel of her muscles throbbing against my cock.
Quick though? Simply not in my vocabulary when it comes to sex. I would do my best though. And I did. I managed to get my body to accept her pleasure and not last much more than ten minutes.
I began thrusting into her. She told me to go as fast and hard as I wanted. I smiled a delicious and ready to take her smile. I replied, “how about I go as hard as you want instead?” I gave her what she asked her. I pounded into her body. I drove into her so hard that I was pushing her ass down into the mattress with every thrust. I could feel her pussy squeezing my cock tighter and tighter every time I thrust into her. I could feel her fingernails scratching into my arms as she got closer and closer to a huge orgasm.
It hit her, and it hit her as hard as my body hit hers with ever thrust. She strained not to scream when she came on my cock. Her entire body tensed and shook and throbbed with the release of her orgasm.
Now I had what I wanted. I wanted to feel her cum before I would let me cum. I held myself in place and just let her catch her breath. As her trembling subsided, I began moving slowly, focusing on the feel of her pussy rubbing against my cock. Slowly I increased my speed. Moving just a little faster, and changing the way my cock pushed into her, causing her pussy to press against me in different ways with each thrust.
The walls of her wet pussy sliding against my cock pushed me to orgasm. I could feel it building. My body growing more tense in that incredible way. The way that says I will have a great release when my orgasm hits. The way that says my cum will explode out of my cock in several incredible spurts.
I smiled with the pleasure, before the tension turned my face to an expression of pleasure. The point of no return overcame me. I still held out, trying to keep from cumming just yet. It was no use though. The orgasm could not be denied at this point. No matter what I did, no matter what she did, and no matter what happened, I was going to cum.
I came, and I came hard. I thrust deep into her pussy. I pushed hard against his clit, and forced my throbbing cock deep into her. Bethany came with me. I could feel her pussy throbbing around my cock. The muscles of her pussy milking my cum out of me. Once again it lasted forever. The throbbing of my cock, the delicious feelings coursing through my entire body and once again it ended much too soon.
I relaxed and let my weight rest on Bethany. She accepted me and held me. Even though we had only moments before we needed to get up and get dressed. She held me and let me catch my breath, and let my trembling muscles subside to normal.
After a couple of minutes to catch my breath, we were up and getting dressed. Smiling at each other, stopping to touch and caress at moments. Then we held each other again kissed before leaving the bedroom.
So why am I a dope? That is what Zoey called me after I talked with her about this encounter. I explained to Zoey how Bethany and I were not going to have sex because it was the first meeting and not enough time. She told me I was a dope. I explained that even though Bethany and I kissed, and I kissed her neck, that didn’t mean it was going to end in sex. Once again, Zoey called me a dope. Why? Because she knew before Bethany came to my house that I was going to have sex with her. When she heard me talk about kissing Bethany’s neck, that it was all over and sex was definitely going to happen. I was a dope because I didn’t realize this.
I did talk to Bethany about that night later. She admited that she was ready and wanting to have sex with me the night she met me. She told me that she said we were not going to have sex because she wanted to make sure I would be respectful of her. I was. Of course, I admitted to her that if I had wanted to have sex with her, and she had told me that, then I would have put in the effort to change her mind so that she would want to have sex with me.
Anyway. I’m a dope.