I stayed fairly still and bunched the covers up above my butt so Decky couldn’t see much movement. All the thrusting was below me and the bed itself was quiet. Earl went all the way in after about four good thrusts and I lifted until he could pull almost all the way out. I got into some really nice kissing and he was working my buns again.
I only ever heard him have one orgasm, walking past his bedroom once. He was fighting to keep quiet. He was big and it was an over the top erotic feeling him up in me. I was taking deep breaths and pinching my lips together, except when we kissed, tongue on tongue. He got my nipples with some fingers and a hand on my breasts a few times. He switched hands and did both.
A long time later he got his fingers down in on my butt button and got in. That does a thing on me and I tried to stop him but too late. I think he did that because he was at his orgasm. We both muted our mouths kissing and held our body jerking in check as much as we could and got through it.
It was one of the best orgasms I ever had, one of the most satisfying. I buried my face in his chest to keep quiet and he was into my shoulder. It took some time to get our breathing back near normal. The amount of energy our bodies burnt during orgasms must be enormous to cause us to need that much oxygen. I never really thought about it before. Our Ox must have been down in the lower 80’s.
We kissed lightly and said thank you to each other and I slipped out and went to the bathroom and then to bed with Decky. About an hour later I heard Earl go. Decky didn’t say anything and was soon asleep. She probably saw and heard every little thing. I hoped she enjoyed it, I certainly did.
Early in the morning before daybreak I felt the bed move a little and turned over toward the center. Decky had gone to the bathroom. When she came back she wound up right against me, me spooning her. I said, “Morning.” We could easily whisper with the air conditioning on and not disturb Earl.
“Morning,” she said. “Did you have a good time with Earl? I bet he’s fun spooning if he’s doing the spooning.”
“Oh yes,” I said. “You should try it sometimes. He would probably really enjoy spooning and teasing you.” I thought this might be a good chance to see if I could show her what she likes and doesn’t like. Sometimes it works. I said, “Would you like me to give you an idea what it’s like?”
Nothing. She didn’t answer. Then she said, “You mean what Earl might do? If he was spooning me.”
“Sure,” I said. “If you like it enjoy yourself. If not then slow down or stop or do something else or go back to sleep. Whatever you decide.”
“Ok,” she said.
I snuggled up closer with her butt saddled in my valley and slid a hand over her waist on her stomach. Her top was up and I was on skin. I put my lower arm under her head at the pillow gap and my hand up over her lower shoulder. I pressed my lips in her upper shoulder then her hair, letting my breath get in on her neck.
I messed with her butt with my hips, making it a little more sexual and let our feet do the same. When I felt her breathing more I moved my hand up on top of her top and played with the bottom of her breasts. I flat handed up on her upper breast and pressed and rotated lightly, then the other one. I did this a couple of minutes, keeping hot breath on her neck and undulating our middles around ever so slightly.