floor at the same time. I think that the rest was more a question of getting my
bearings than it was of needing rest physically. If I’d been less taken aback,
I’d probably have preferred it go on. J came back and knelt beside me and handed
me a glass of water with ice in it. I hadn’t realized how thirsty I’d become. I
drank about half of it in a single extended glug. He let me put the glass down
and then caught my eye. “Let me explain my rules for the weekend. There are only
three. I’ll go whenever you tell me that’s what you want. That’s rule one. Rule
two is I am in total charge as long as I’m here. Rule three is once we begin
something we will finnish it. “Do you understand these rules?” I nodded at him.
This was going to be more of a head trip than I’d originally thought. I took
another drink of water. Without speaking he took the glass from me and set it on
the end table. “Lean back down,” J told me as he pushed my chest gently back onto
the couch. He spread my legs and fondled my whole pussy for a few seconds. I’d
seen his cock was hard, even after going into the kitchen, finding a glass,
getting me a drink and coming back out. He had me thrusting my hips at his hand
after only a few seconds. I could feel his erection brushing against my bottom.
He just kept fondling me. I was starting to do more than just moan. He pushed me
until I started to say things. What? Oh, nothing coherent. “Oh, yes,” or my
favorite, “Arghhh,” that kind of thing. NO, I wasn’t begging at least
not yet. Anyway he suddenly slides into me, practically without stopping what
he’s doing with his hand. In fact, he slides his hand around my hip, gets to my
clit again and keeps rubbing even while he’s in me. He filled me marvelously.
He practically screwed me into the couch. My bottom was making itself known. It
was just tender, but I couldn’t do anything like this without noticing it. He
had me very aroused before he entered me. It was only a minute or two before I
…End of the part14. To be continued..
