Continuation of delusion….even as I lay there under him, damp with his sweat and my own, his c*** softening but still turgid in my a** and his sperm still hot inside me, I could not help but realize he had been right…there was no coming back from tbis, it was a permanent change in my head far beyond the physical act. He was catching his breath bit in his own zone, gently licking our sweat off the back of my neck and shoulder and even nipping at me with his teeth. My insides still quivered around his semi erect c*** and his hips still flexed gently as if like me, he wanted more. After a few moments he apologized for zoning out and asked if I was ok and his weight lifted some off my back, and he offered to pull out, and I told him kver my shoulder to stay in me as long as he wanted and managed to tease him my weakly clenching my exhausted muscles around him. He cursed me softly in a whisper and called me a c*** tease. Eventually he did soften enough that he slipped out and I felt as though my body would gape forever.
He eased off me and lay alongside me and asked if I was ok with him touching me. I whispered that I was, and he gently stroked my spine and sides, and even gently petted and cupped my a** cheeks. His fingers dipped into the crevice and I whimpered, he said he was guilty of liking the feel of a still gaping a** trickling his own c**. I hid my face in the pillow as my face burned red and he laughed and asked me again if i was ok. My head was still reeling but I blurted out that I did not understand how a woman dealt with the intensity and feeling of fullness or the rush of thoughts and feelings of a man pumping his sperm into their body. He said that that was the reason that most women are so clingy after s**, and why they wanted to cling tightly in the afterglow. Then as if reading my mind he told me that it was welcome if I was experiencing that. In a heartbeat i turned towards him and my leg was thron over his and my face in his underarm and chest and now I was the one licking and nipping his skin, even gently latching onto his n***** and cupping and fondling his testicles warmly. After a few moments I was apolgizing awkwardly and embarassed and he told me to never apologize for afterglow instincts again. My eyes widened and I breathed heavily at the inference of being in this moment again and he noticed and said “assuming you want to be in this moment again”. My response was to latch onto his n***** again and cup his g******* more hungrily, then I murmured into his underarm to ask me that question after the weekend. I felt his c*** start to grow firm again and he moaned and told me to give him time to recover, and I told him no way, that I now wanted to return the attention as long as he did not mind me leaving a trail of his c** across his bedroom floor. He smiled and told me no, and I felt such a foriegn feeling of not minding that i felt his c** trickling down the inside of my thigh as I walked to his bathroom and returned with a warm wet towel. I cleaned him and then lay between his legs and looked up at him and he said I did not have to. My response was to spend the next god knows how long worshipping his c*** and balls, slowly and reverently, it was not hours but it was time standing still as I tongue bathed his g******* and alternated between his soon erect c*** and his balls, feeling them crawl in my hand as I slowly sensually sucked him and slow stroked him watching the foreskin slowly glide on and off the head, realizing that my a** had met his c*** before my eyes hands or mouth had. He was low level growling and slowly thrusting up into my mouth, muttering to himself that he had never known cocksucking could be an art form. As I gripped his testicles firmly, I told him to c** in my mouth willingly if he wanted, and he said that if I could handle it he wanted to f*** me again. I told him I was more than willing. I crawled up alongside him and raised my a** eagerly, but he siD no not this time. He rolled me onto my back and lifted and spread my legs and my face burned…I did not think I could handle face or eye contact while he fucked me…but then the head of his c*** was probing into me and I gasped and arched my back and trembled at how easily he was in and going deep. He had my legs lifted high and wide and leaned in and felt his groin pressing tightly against my own testicles. He told me that this was his reward for teaching me what it was like, to get to watch me respond…and then he began to slowly relentlessly f*** me senseless until I was a total wreck and helpless. He eventually lay fully on me and my legs went wide up and around him and my hands alternated between slapping and pounding his back and shoulders and sinking my fingers into him clawing desperate to cling to my sanity. Then it really got serious. As he slowly fucked and ground his c*** into my a** his face and breath were in my ear. Describing what he felt, gently and vulgarly, telling me to admit everything my body felt and my head thought. My god this man fucked me so completely and endlessly, with all the patience in the world, even as I begged for more….finally he told me he would c** in me if I asked nicely and I lost it and was lifting my hips thrust for thrust and begging and screaming for him to f*** me forever and pleading for his sperm. He rewarded me with it violently and my body thrashed under him as I cursed and begged for it all. I clumg to him literally sobbing and thsnking him for f****** me. Yet he was soft and gentle as a lover. My head was a train wreck and i did not care that I wanted more and more. At somepoint his c*** limply slipped out of me and I felt the warm gush of him trickling between my cheeks. He pulled me half onto him and pulled me in to kiss me and there went my sanity again. I moaned into his open mouth and when he finally let me breathe I was wild eyed and confused and he simply turned me and spooned me and held me crushingly tight. And still I pushed my a** back against his groin and clung to his arm around me. He reached down towards my own semi erect dripping c*** and I stopped him and asked please not yet not now…he kissed the back of my neck and told me that I was eventually going to c** for him as well. He whispered such tender and lustful things in my ear as I skowly dozed off.