The Book 37

  Just getting out that statement was a lot for her.   She had

 to stop talking to catch her breath again.   I took her hand  and

 lead her out of the shower.  I grabbed a towel and started wiping

 her  down  from  head  to toe.   When I got down to her pussy she

 jumped when I tried to reach between her legs to dry her.

      “I’m still really sensitive down there.    Keep  wiping  and

 come back to that area later.”

      I  could  have  been a nice guy and kept on going but I felt

 more like being mean and rotten.   I quickly put my  arms  around

 her  and  tackled her down onto the shag carpeting;  forced apart

 her legs, put my face between them and started to lick her.   She

 put  up  a noble fight at the beginning but I had wrapped my arms

 around her legs so she wasn’t going  anywhere.    After  about  a

 minute of fighting I got the best of her.   I could tell that she

 was getting turned on again.   Her nipples grew so  fast  that  I

 could  see  them  getting  bigger.   Her breathing got very heavy

 again and her body, just like before got tense.  Now that she was

 on a larger surface,  she arched her back,  with her legs  around

 the  back  of my neck.   This allowed me to lift the entire lower

 half of her body into the air.   I didn’t lift her very high  but

 just  enough  to give her a great head rush.   Through all of our

 awkward positioning, my tongue never missed a stroke.  She was so

 sensitive from our escapades in the shower  that  she  reached  a

 climax  in only a few seconds.   But this time it didn’t subside.

 As long as I kept my tongue flicking across her clit,  the orgasm

 would remain.   Her breathing got so heavy that I thought she was

 going to pass out from lack of air.   I finally stopped when  she

 told  me she couldn’t breath anymore.   I think she could breath,

 she just couldn’t handle that much pleasure at one time.

      I let her lie there for a minute.   When I realized that she

 would not be getting up under her own power for a while, I picked

 her  up,  carried  her into her room and gently placed her on the

 bed.  Instantly upon making contact with the bed, she rolled over

 on her side,  placed her hand between her legs and  squeezed  her

 thighs.

      “What did you do that for?” I asked.

      “It prolongs the sensation a little bit.”

      I  sat  on  the  bed right next to her admiring her body and

 waiting for her to come back to life.   I couldn’t  believe  what

 had  happened.    I know that I didn’t do anything different.   I

 know that I’m not that good.   So why did she go off  in  such  a

 frenzy?  Maybe someday I’ll find out.

      Debbie  rolled  over on to her back and extended her arms up

 for me to come to her.   I leaned over and once again she took me

 in her arms and gave me a bear hug.   I also held her tight for a

 few minutes then said,  “you’re pretty exhausted so I guess  I’ll

 get going now and let you get some sleep.”

      Debbie sat right up and said, “you’re not leaving this house

 with a hard-on.”

      With  every bit of energy she had left,  she rolled me on my

 back and with a single gulp swallowed every inch I had.   I  must

 have  grown  another inch in her mouth.   She proceeded to give a

 sensational blowjob.   Her attention never left my dick.   In and

 out  of  her mouth continuously with only a moments hesitation to

 lick the head.   She continued for about five minutes  which  was

 all I needed.  I came right into her mouth but she didn’t fluster

 or  lose a drop.   She swallowed each and every bit of it.   When

 Debbie was finally finished she looked at me and said,  “now  you

 can leave under one condition.”

      “What’s that?”

      “That I will get to see you again tomorrow.”

      “You would need a shotgun to keep me away.”

      With that I stood up and grabbed my clothes.   I put them on

 right in front of Debbie and she seemed to  get  a  kick  out  of

 watching me.  After I was dressed I proceeded for the front door.

 Debbie  followed me without picking up any of her clothing.   She

 opened the front door for me and I turned to  say  good  bye  and

 Debbie  just  walked outside in front of me.   Debbie’s house was

 not hidden by bushes like Julie’s was.

      “Aren’t you afraid someone is going to see you?”

      “This is a dead neighborhood after midnight.   No  one  ever

 comes out this late except Julie and I.”

      “And what do you and Julie do?”

      “I’ll tell you about some of our experiences another time.”

      Debbie  started walking to my car and I followed.   I opened

 the door and got inside.  Debbie leaned inside and we kissed each

 other good night.   As she was leaned over I grabbed one  of  her

 tits that just happen to be hanging there.

      “Don’t you ever stop?” she asked me.

      “Never.”

      “That’s good.  Good night, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

      “Good night.”

      One  last kiss and I closed the door.   I started up the car

 and turned on the headlights.   Debbie,  having a little bit more

 fun,  gave me a real sexy pose in the bright light then went into

 the house.   I drove the half block back to my house and  crashed

 out for the remainder of the evening.  What a day it had been.