Her other fingers were digging into her pussy like she had an itch she needed to scratch badly. Amazingly, Claire frigged herself into another climax and I just laid there and watched in fascination. I said, “Jesus Claire. Are you okay?”
Claire didn’t answer. I guess it was a rhetorical question anyway. I’d lost count of the number of orgasms she’d had this morning. I’d had two and that was a lot for me these days. As I thought about her multiple orgasms, I harkened back to those days when I was her age. Six or seven orgasms were not unusual in a day, even if they were self-induced.
I knew that what we were doing was wrong. I’d had sexual thoughts regarding Melli and Claire before. They were beautiful young ladies. I had never contemplated acting on those thoughts though and I’ve never discussed those thoughts with other guy friends for fear that I would be the only one and be perceived as a pervert for such thoughts.
I’ve always believed that we all have spurious thoughts that are inappropriate in human society. Who hasn’t had thoughts like killing someone who has angered you? You don’t act on those thoughts. You can’t control what thoughts pop into your brain. It makes no sense to chastise yourself for those thoughts either. They just pop in there and pop back out. Thank God we can’t read each other’s minds.
In this case, I had just reacted with the baser human response to a sexual situation. When Claire took my cock in her hand and started jerking me off. My little head took control. The battle with the big head comes afterward, like now.
Claire had responded to my question about ‘Why now?’ with ‘I’ve never seen your cock before.’ I thought that was pretty lame so I decided to pursue the subject as we lay there naked in her bed with cum all over her and her fingers dragging through my pubic hair and fondling my flaccid cock.
“Claire. Earlier, when I asked you, ‘Why now?’ You answered that ‘you’d never seen my cock before and it made you horny'”. She remained silent. “There has to be way more to this than that. You were teasing me last night by flashing your thong at me and then the overt action this morning. What’s going on?”
Claire was quiet a long time. She was so quiet; I thought she wasn’t even breathing. After more than a minute she said, “I’m taking this Psychology course at school. It’s titled “Psychology of Familial Relationships.” The professor has written several books on the subject. I took the course because I have always been sexually attracted to you. The professor calls it the “Electra Complex”. It’s kind of like the ‘Oedipus Complex” but applies to daughters and their fathers. Oedipus is about sons and their mothers. The theory goes back to Freud and Karl Jung. The professor is studying the “Electra Complex” in the context of a study that showed that children who were raised together in a community like the Israeli kibbutz didn’t exhibit sexual interest in each other, even though they weren’t necessarily biologically related. That theory was put forth as an explanation for why siblings don’t have sexual attractions to each other and parents too. Theorists are even pushing this a little further to explain why married couples who have been together for a long time eventually lose sexual interest in each other.”