With one long, deep, powerful thrust I entered her soft trembling body not stopping to even think about any pain she might feel. Her pussy slick from the flow of her juices that only our pelvic bones could stop my the power thrust of my hips as I rammed my cock into the very depths of her womb. She screamed like a banshee as the head of my massive cock found the opening of her cervix and plowed through it. As I looked t our reflections in the mirror before us, I did not recognize either of us. I pulled slowly out of her and then without warning I thrust my hips forward again. Her eyes were wide open as she stared at our reflection in the mirror and tears were rolling down her cheeks as I continued to pummel in and out of her marvelous body.
I did not last as long as I imagined I would. Our mutual passion was drawing each of us closer and closer to our ultimate orgasmic release which escalated us to the point of no return. Marie and I both exploded simultaneously. My cum erupted into her womb at the same instant her own cum gushed out as if it were propelled like lava from a volcano. The flood of our juices flowed down our thighs as if they were from a waterfall seeming to never stop. The carpet beneath us was soaked to the point it almost felt we were kneeling in tidal pool.
Suddenly, the expression on her face changed. Initially, she had looked surprised then she looked stunned and finally almost terrified. All of those looks were now replaced by a look that I can only describe as rapture. We had not “coupled.” We had not made love. We had not even fucked. We had bred like a stallion and a mare.
Marie looked up into the mirror to see my eyes. She was smiling though she seemed to be almost in a state of shock. Finally, she spoke and said, “I am wish this had been during my fertile time. Now I know what it feels like to be bred. That was incredible. Can we go take a shower and then I want you to GIVE you my anal virginity. Just please try to be a little my gentle about that. I don’t think my ass could take it that way.”
I smiled at her and said, “Yes, to all of those things.”
“It’s strange. I am not quite sure which of us owns the other,” I added.
“I don’t want to own you, Michael. I just want you to know I will do anything you ask me to do,” she replied.
Our time in the shower was not a sexual romp. We bathed each with tenderly and lovingly taking care to wash every part of each other.
After our shower, we returned to the bedroom. Marie wanted to freshen her makeup but I told her not do that. I wanted her, my woman, just the way she was. She seemed to be genuinely pleased by that. While we lay in bed whispering idly to each other, she turned to me and giggled. She told me she wanted me to go to bed with her friend Sheila.
I thought that was rather strange but Marie told me she was not insecure about it. She really just wanted me to know there would be a woman available to me when my need was great. Somehow Sheila knew that she would always be mine and I would not use her feeling for me as emotional blackmail against her. I knew I had no reason for that because she was mine without question.