I finish that amazing orgasm, and I realize that my fingertips are pressing into her lower back under her panty line, and I pull them slowly back up her body until I reach her shirt. I pull it back down, covering her skin from my view, and pat her gently.
“I hope that backrub helped you out”, I manage to croak out, as I lean back into a more normal sitting position, my still erect but shrinking cock sliding back out from her hand as the wetness from my cum spreads over my thigh and leg.
She rolls over, her head still on my upper leg, and smiles up at me. “It felt great, Daddy. All of it!”
I look down at her face, and bring my hand to the side of it, cupping it. “It felt good to me, too, honey.” All of it. I stare at her for a few more seconds, feeling so close to her, not a care in the world, until I feel the cum starting to drip down my leg. “I think the movie is over, honey. Let me up for a second, and pick us a new one to watch.”
She smiles at me with somewhat of a glint in her eye. “Of course Daddy. I’ll make popcorn, too!”
The rest of the night went by without further incident, neither of us saying anything or acknowledging what had just happened, but that glint she had worried me. It was more than just amusement, it was mischievous.
Blog entry #8 — December 30th
Jeri returned back from her trip to her sister’s the next day. We had a nice dinner, sat down, chatted about her mom, sister, sister’s kids and all the bad and horrible things they did. We watched a bit of TV, Paula got up, “Well, Mom, you’ve been gone for a few nights, I’ll leave you two alone to do married things. Hehe” and headed off to her room.
“Paula!” she scolded, “You brat.” But she smiled nevertheless. We finished the show, waited about 45 minutes until we assumed Paula was sleeping or at least it wouldn’t be so obvious that we were just waiting for her to leave so we could get naked, and I went over to her and gave a nice long kiss.
“Missed you, baby.” I whispered to her, and my hands started to roam. As we continued, her hands returned the favor, and I felt her press on my hard member. It felt good with her hand on me, and I responded by humping her a bit. I immediately thought of my “fucking” Paula’s hand, and I got really excited. I start to undress her, and we both stop groping each other and head into the bedroom.
“Close the door” Jeri says, and I do. We get down to business, my mind bouncing between the pussy fuck and the hand “fuck” and I am thrusting as deep as I can. Jeri is loving the long deep pressing strokes, and cums in no time. I feel how slippery she just became and I speed up my strokes, but still going as deep as I can, and pressing at the end.
“Oh fuck. Fuck me deep. God, yes.” She encourages me. I can feel her building up again, and in one of those rare occasions, we both climax together, me thrusting deep into her canal and holding there, pumping my white cream into her, and she is pressing her clit up at me, grinding it as she cums against the base of my cock.
“Oh god” she says as I collapse into her shoulder. “You feel so good in me. Just hold it there.” I keep myself pressed into her as long as I can, but eventually, my softened state eventually makes it slip free of its velvet cage. Jeri starts a bit.