Chapter 13

I sent my tongue thrusting back into Madge's cunt as deep as I could make it go. Another anguished cry of pleasure ripped its way out of her. Her hands caught my hair, clutching it almost desperately, pulling my face so tightly to her burning pussy I felt she might smother me.

I gasped for breath as best I could, but went right on sucking and licking away at her cunt. My nose found her clitoris and a sharp, sighing gasp gushed out of her as they came together caressingly. Her hands flew up to clutch at her own hair.

While my head was free, I shifted my mouth up to her clitoris. As my lips closed over it and I began sucking and licking that sensation-gorged little shaft, she uttered a scream that sounded muffled as if she'd tried to hold it back. The sound made my cock burn with throbbing anticipation.

Her feverish thighs closed against the sides of my head. Her feet jumped upward off the ground. She obviously was about to lock them around my head. I jerked my head back before she could capture me. In a strangled gasp of horror, she protested, "Please! Please don't stop!"

Acting like I hadn't heard, I stretched myself upon the grass beside her. I was as short of breath as if I'd just gone a hard round of boxing. But I wasn't going to get any time to catch my breath.

In a flash, Madge was astraddle of me, acting frantic. She thrust her luscious tits down at my mouth as her hand gripped my cock and guided it to her cunt. I caught her tits in my hands and sucked in her excited nipples just as she thrust downward with her ass. I felt the deliciousness of my cock plunging into the hot depths of her cunt. She felt something great too because a gasping cry came out of her and her ass started wriggling like a trout fighting on a hook.

I began gobbling at her tits, sucking and licking almost frantically at her rigid nipples. I had the satisfaction of bringing a shuddering moan from her. Then her ass began bobbing up and down over me, stroking my caressing cock in and out of her cunt cautiously.

She seemed to soon decide this coupling with me held no booby traps, no unexpected pain to mar her pleasure, therefore no need for excessive caution. Her ass began bobbing faster. The entire length of her tunnel of love was being flooded with hot, slippery love juice. A long, strangled, "Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-huh!" came moaning out of her.

Suddenly, after driving my cock as deep into her cunt as she could send it, she stopped all movement for a moment. I tensed the muscles that made the head of my cock jump deep within her; that brought a surprised gasp of pleasure out of her. She murmured, sounding amazed, "You feel so indescribably good to me so many different ways, I can't believe it! And I've been missing all this!"

Her ass began bobbing slowly again, beginning a series of long outward strokes followed by abrupt, hard inward thrusts, plunging my cock back into the depths of her famished cunt. A low, tense moan came rising and falling out of her almost continuously.

I was gobbling away at her tits, licking and sucking at her delicious nipples while raising my ass off the grass in abrupt upward thrusts to meet her hard downward plunges. Waves of sensation were building within me. Her cunt really felt great. She'd given it so little use that it hadn't even been broken in well. Fucking her was very near to fucking a complete virgin. And if, as she claimed, she'd never experienced any good sensation from what little previous fucking she'd experienced, she sure seemed to be making up for lost time here with me. Her obvious excitement reacted on me in a way that was fantastically erotic.

Her ass began bobbing faster and still faster, her thrusts growing steadily harder as her storm of passion grew in intensity. I found myself being swept along with her by a delightful flood of sensation mounting steadily within me. Finally the intensity of it was actually close to that borderline beyond which was the realm of pain.

I began trying to put on the brakes. I couldn't let myself go blasting off with her the very first orgasm she had, like some rank amateurish greenhorn to the techniques of successful fucking. But it was harder to do than it had ever seemed before. I could feel the fantastic heat of her growing lust, could almost see it as it flamed higher and higher within her. The sound of her strangled gasping filled my ears with an erotic pleasure which she added to with her whimpering exclamations: "Dear God ... I'd never dreamed sex could feel so great!" Or, "So long ... so very, very long I've waited to find this!" Or, "Lordy, how delicious it is! I can't believe it!"

I began pulling her nipples, stretching them with my lips as I sucked and licked away at her tits. A wavering cry of ecstasy began coming out of her continuously. Her thrusts started coming so hard and fast our naked bellies slapped together like applauding hands each time she drove my cock into the depths of her hungry cunt.

Within me I felt the delicious tension climbing near the danger point. I tried to turn my thoughts away from that seething riptide of sensation, trying to control it. I had a real struggle.

Suddenly I felt a kind of electric flash shoot through Madge's cunt from the outer lips to its innermost depths as it gripped my caressing cock. Then every muscle throughout her cunt and whole lower body was pulsing, starting to milk away relentlessly at the hardness of my penetrating cock. A long, rising, anguished wail came out of Madge as she blasted off on her very first trip into orgasmic orbit.

Just knowing this was her first such trip and that I'd blasted her off on it was intensely erotic to me. Almost before I realized what was happening, an overwhelming whirlpool of sensation sucked me into its fiery, blazing depths and all awareness of anything else faded from me. My cock exploded, then began relentlessly pumping, geysering jet after jet of my fiery come juice, spraying all the sensitive inner surfaces of Madge's pulsating cunt.

It seemed to blast her into a second and even more intense orgasm, to send her roaring even farther out to an even more distant orbit, right in the midst of her first trip. Distantly I heard a scream that sounded like someone being killed. But I paid no attention, felt no concern. My ears and all of my mind that was still working, were too filled with sounds of the strangled gasps and groans and anguished moans coming out of me as torrents of delicious sensation swept me toward the blackness of oblivion. I had to struggle to hand onto the tag ends of my overwhelmed senses.

Finally the storm of ecstasy tapered off slowly and at last passed. I found Madge still struggling over me feebly. Suddenly she collapsed and lay there on my chest and belly, gasping like she'd never be able to get enough breath into her lungs again.

When our gasps had quieted a little, because I'd been doing my share of struggling to catch my breath, I panted, "How'd you like that, sweetie?"

Madge moaned, "I've been laying here thinking of all the years of nothing ... all the goodness I've missed, wondering if I can ever catch up."

I chuckled, "I'll do my very best to help you. You, lady, are a truly sensational fuck. You've been wasting a terrific talent."

"You make me sound awful!" she protested.

"Is telling someone they have a terrific natural talent for an art making them sound awful?" I countered. "I don't think so. And making physical love, fucking, is a real art, you know. An art most humans have to cultivate and study and practice. But you have a natural gift."

"You're the one who has a gift and a talent!" she exclaimed.

"Thank you," I said, and tensed my belly muscles. I'd come like there was no tomorrow, yet my cock was still stiff enough to jerk deep within her. The gasp that brought out of her sounded startled.

"It's impossible!" she exclaimed breathlessly.

"What's impossible?" I asked.

"It still feels like I could enjoy more," she murmured wonderingly.

"Of course you can," I chuckled. "We've only started." I made the head of my cock jump again deep within her cunt and again brought a sharp little gasp of pleasure out of her.

"Do you really think I can stand any more right now?" she whispered. "After all, this is a completely new experience for me. I've never had such exercise. I'm not in condition for it. It really seems pretty strenuous."

I chuckled and told her, "I've never heard of even a virgin developing a charley-horse-of-the-cunt from too arduous use the first time. I don't think there's a thing to worry about."

I made my cock jump within her again and enjoyed hearing another soft gasp come out of her. Then I added, "In fact, what you need more than anything else is to make that very same trip to many times that you'll learn it so well you can never forget it. Know what I mean?"

She nodded and murmured, "Never suffer a relapse into frigidity."

"Exactly!" I exclaimed.

"But isn't the patient, gentle, loving, warmhearted way you built the fire of passion within me terribly important?" she asked softly.

"Of course it is," I agreed.

"Without that I'd probably never have been able to respond the way I did."

"Of course not," I declared. "No one is crazy enough to expect to get sweet music or inspirational music or even music of any kind out of a piano if they use a sledgehammer on it. They'd simply destroy the piano's capacity to respond, and that's what many ignorant men do to women sexually when they lack learning."

"So how can I possibly do anything about that?" she murmured. "My husband means well, I know, but I know now he's afraid of sex. Particularly afraid of enjoying sex too much."

"Teach him to enjoy it and to be thankful he has the capacity to enjoy it," I told her.

"You don't know my husband!" she exclaimed.

"You're smart enough you can wind him around your finger, if you make your mind up to do it," I told her. "Force him to learn. Or divorce him."

She looked startled and started to make a protest of some kind, but I gathered her luscious tits between my hands again and sucked her nipples in. The gasp that brought from her cut off whatever words she'd been about to utter. Her ass began wriggling over me, grinding her lower belly against mine, moving her cunt steadily on my cock.

After a moment, she murmured breathlessly, "So much delicious feeling ... a constantly replenishing feast of feeling. It seems impossible I could have been so completely unaware of its existence before I met you. Could this position make some of the difference?"

"I've been told by women of enough experience they should speak as experts, that this woman-over-man position is the best of all possible positions for a woman," I told her. "That it gives her emotional freedom as well as complete physical freedom which seems to intensify her capacity to experience sensation and enjoy it to the maximum. Also, the pull of gravity draws her inner organs downward into position for maximum contact with the male cock caressing them, and therefore maximum sensation is produced by those contacts."

She said, "I doubt if my husband ever heard of such a position."

"It really doesn't require a lot of imagination," I pointed out, adding, "but what it does require that's often in very short supply is a very secure male ego. A man who has any secret doubts about his manhood fights the idea of allowing a woman to appear to be dominating him. He feels like the one in the so-called supreme position during sex has subdued the partner. He's too unsure of himself to willingly make a gift of that position to his sex partner. His ego is more important to him than the degree of pleasure his partner enjoys from a fuck with him. So many men always hog that place for themselves and act like it's never crossed their mind to at least occasionally give it to their wife or whoever."

"That sounds terribly selfish and self-centered," she murmured, still wriggling her cunt delightedly upon the hardness of my now fully recovered cock. "My husband preaches brotherhood and sharing our blessings with those less fortunate and all the other things that flow to us and through us to other out of God's love. I'd rather think he was just ignorant than believe he could knowingly be that selfish."

I said wryly, "Don't most humans seem inclined to preach one way and act another? Besides, who said it has to be conscious, knowing selfishness? Unconscious drives dictate most of our behavior, especially sexual behavior. Most men whose ego drives them to try to subdue a woman when they fuck her, instead of doing their damnedest to give the woman the greatest satisfaction possible ... most such men aren't consciously aware of why they're that selfish. Many of them maintain a front that makes other people and themselves think of them as Mr. Self-Confidence himself. But down deep in their guts behind that front they're jellyfish. They try to prove they're not by doing everything possible is to always ride a woman when they fuck her, lording it over her like a bully lording it over an opponent half his size."

I may have been just talking to myself I suddenly realized; Madge had let her head roll back upon her shoulders and her eyes were closed and her breath was coming in panting gasps as she excitedly wriggled her cunt around my penetrating cock. I sucked her nipples back into my mouth and that brought a wavering little groan out of her.

She began stroking my cock in and out of her cunt, the tempo of her movements steadily increasing. Suddenly she gasped as if alarmed or amazed, "Oh, it's going to happen again!"

I gobbled at her excited tits harder, bringing a long, trembling, "Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!" from her. That was followed by a tense little scream, "It's going to happen again!"