Chapter 3
He came awake slowly and the bright sunshine hurt his eyes when he first opened them. He was in Nona's room, in her bed, and he was all alone. He heard the shower and wondered if he was supposed to jump out of her bed and get into his own. He reached for one of the cigarettes in the pack on the night table and he sat up and lit it, sucking on it fiercely. The smoke penetrated deep into his lungs and made him dizzy. He took another drag and then he was all right.
He began to remember the things that he had done with Nona and his face got so hot it prickled and when he put his hand down between his legs, his hairless genitals felt funny and super-sexy somehow. He handled his privates, enjoying the feel of them, his own touch on them. Then he had an erection and it was so big and so hard and so eager it was hurting him. He could feel the old familiar ache beginning in his balls and he yearned to relieve himself in the old familiar way. But he did nothing.
Nona came out of the bathroom, wrapped in her wine-red robe and she smiled at him and he knew that he was blushing deeply. His sense of embarrassment or shame was overwhelming. Nona looked so beautiful this morning. The long blonde hair was hanging, halfway down her back, parted in the middle and framing her pretty face in a cathedral arch framework. Her hair was bright gold and gleaming from the brushing it had already gotten. She had lipstick on and she was unbelievably gorgeous, glowing with good health and a rare beauty. When she smiled at him, it was her slow, sexy smile, the one that she had always used on her boyfriends in the past.
"And how does my little man feel this morning?" she asked.
"Okay," he said, his head down. He was practically mumbling and she could sense his embarrassment. She came close to the bed and she lifted his chin up and then she was staring down into his eyes. She bent down and kissed his lips and when she straightened up again, her smile was practically sparkling.
"Now, Bertie, dear," she said. "I thought that we decided we were going to just enjoy all of the things that we can do for each other and not worry about anything else. All right?"
He nodded and he felt much better after that. She sat down on the edge of the bed and when she pulled the covers down and exposed his erection he made no move to stop her. Actually he felt a touch of pride in the immensity of his organ and the balls beneath. She reached out and began fondling his balls and his cock and he squirmed and moved around and she giggled.
"I would like some breakfast, Bertie, dear," she said softly. "Would you like me to have some breakfast?"
"Oh, golly, yes," he said fervently.
She laughed at the fervor in his statement and then she bent forward and her lips were kissing the tip of his cock, her tongue just barely touching the tiny opening. She was holding his cock with one hand while her other hand tickled and teased his balls. She was just barely touching the tip of his cock with her lips in a very delicate little kiss when he began shooting, and she simply parted her lips a bit and sucked his sap into her eager mouth. Her hand began to pump him fiercely and her mouth slid far down over his working organ and she was feasting upon him with callous hunger.
She kept on sucking him long after he stopped expelling fluid and her fingers and nails plucked and worked at his sensitive flesh until he spent again. She kept on licking and sucking his organ and he realized that the ecstasies she had given him were so much better than anything that he had ever imagined. It was wonderful with her and the way she sucked when he was coming made it all feel better and nicer. He moved his legs in the bed and he realized that the ache that had begun to move into his balls was gone. She had done that for him.
He tried to remember what her body looked like beneath her robe and he could not. He gazed at the bulge of her bosom as she reached for a cigarette and he could not see in his mind's eye just how her breasts were shaped or how they looked. He tried to remember the deep red slit, the pale-pink rose petals, the tiny bud-like opening of pale pink flesh and he could not remember it exactly. He wanted to see it again; he wanted to taste its fruits again, but he was too timid to ask.
She looked at him and her smile lit up her whole face with a look of great happiness. She puffed on her cigarette and then she put it down in the ash tray while she reached out to place her palms on his cheeks and then she kissed him. Her tongue touched his lips and slipped inside his mouth and she shivered, turned on immediately by the passion in her kiss. She began using her tongue the way a snake does and he knew that he could not stand much more of that. She pushed herself away from him a moment later and he was glad that she did. She kissed his cheek and then she smiled right into his eyes.
"We will have such good times, darling," she said. She stood up and the folds of her robe fell straight and he could glimpse the beauty of her figure beneath the thin fabric and he was suddenly overwhelmed by her loveliness and the fact that she was willing to do things with him.
"Get up now," she said. "I will fix us some breakfast and you are going to begin eating differently. I am going to load you up with vitamins and goodies. I know that I am a greedy little piggy when I am sucking you, but with the proper diet it won't matter. You'll see."
She patted his cheek again and then she went out of the bedroom. He got out of bed and he thought of using her bathroom but he was afraid to do it without her express permission. He padded into his own room and he used the bathroom that he was used to using. He could hear the sounds of breakfast and was suddenly starved. He did the things that he had to do in a hurry and when he went into the kitchen, Nona gave him a big, nice smile and she said that their breakfast was ready and they should sit right down and begin eating.
She explained to him that she had done a great deal of studying about the male sexual potential and she was feeding him vitamins and foods that would keep him able to feed her as much of his honey as she could ever want. She smiled brightly as she patted his hand and went on talking. "Your father was the one," she said. "I could never keep him sucked enough. He loved that kind of sex better than anything else and he knew that his material was extremely beneficial to me. It's very good for my complexion and my nerves and an abundant diet of the male product will keep a girl very happy and glowing with good health. That is the way girls are made, dear."
He looked up at her and he could see the happiness in her face, and her shining eyes and he felt a swift, powerful surge of immense strength. "I will keep you very happy, Mother," he said. "I want to."
She laughed at his earnestness and she patted his hand.
"Nona," she reminded him. "You promised to call me Nona."
"I forgot," he said. "I like to call you Nona. It makes me feel like you are my girl friend instead of my mother. You look too young to be anybody's mother."
She pursed her lips in a simulated kiss and she lit a cigarette. "I want you to love me and I want to spend the whole day today having fun with our bodies. Will you like that?" She asked.
"Oh, yes, Nona," he said fervently. "You know that I will."
She told him to finish eating and then she would want to see him in her bedroom. He hurried, mainly because he was eager for her attentions and he knew that he was eager to see her breasts and her hips and her cunt. He loved the sound of the word as he thought it and he said it aloud so that he could savor the sound of it. Nona used the word casually and he had not known that girls would talk so bluntly about things. But, he supposed that they did and he was glad of that.
He heard the telephone when it rang and he supposed that it was one of Nona's eager suitors. She had many of them but he was glad that she didn't go out very often. When he finished eating, he put the dishes into the sink as a matter of habit. Nona called to him and he went into her bedroom.
He was a bit surprised to find that she had gotten dressed. She was wearing a frilly white blouse and a loose skirt and when she saw disappointment in his face she laughed at him. "Poor baby," she said, sympathetically. "You'll get at all of my goodies in due time. Now, just be patient with me. I want to try something."
She told him to sit down in front of her vanity mirror and she began brushing his long blond hair. She was very much intent upon what she was doing. She brushed it until it shone, then she slid her hands down so that she could cup his plump breasts in her palms. She laughed softly at his expression in the mirror. "I think your titties are almost as big as mine," she said. "And, I think you would make a very pretty girl with a little makeup, I want to try and see just how you do look. Okay?"
He shrugged. He was enjoying the things that she was doing to him and he liked having her fool with his breasts and his parts. She made him turn around so that she could get at his face and she began using some of the things that were on the vanity's top. She put powder on his, cheeks and lipstick on his mouth and eyeliner and eye makeup on his eyes and when he was allowed to gaze into the mirror he was shocked. He actually looked like a very pretty young girl. He smiled and Nona did, too.
"It is astonishing," she said, "but you are a very pretty girl. Now let's see what some pretty clothes can do."
She told him to stand up and then she looked at his stiff cock with an expression of utter dismay, but she was fooling. She slid to the floor and began sucking him off, then she popped him three times in less than an hour. She enjoyed what she was doing and so did he. Somehow, looking at his own reflection in the mirrors affected him and added a greater intensity to the pleasures of his orgasms.
He watched the way she would shiver and shake and make crazy little noises in her nostrils when he was close to coming and it pleased him that he could give her such great pleasure and so much nourishment. He was in a brand new world and he enjoyed it. He was now in a world where the hedonistic thrills were of paramount importance, much more important than anything else. He was a voluptuary and so was Nona but he didn't know the words that would describe their sexual enjoyment of each other, he knew only the thrills and the joys.
When she finally let his cock slip out of her mouth he saw that the head of his cock was purple and it tingled from the force of her suction. She smiled up at him and he could see that she was a little ashamed of her greed but he didn't mind. She was glassy-eyed and her chest was heaving as she struggled for wind. She had really gotten herself all torn up while she was sucking him off and he was glad that he could provide her with such joys, so he waited patiently for her to recover.
Then they smoked a cigarette and talked. She tried to explain that the longer she sucked him, the deeper she got in a heavy sensuality and sexual bog. It just got to be nicer and nicer for her until she lost all sense of where she was or what she was doing. She just went haywire and enjoyed what she doing just like any bitch in heat. She didn't really care though, she said, because she loved him. He was hers and she was happy about the whole thing. He was too.
After a while, she continued with her determination to dress him up as a pretty girl. She explained that she had had to empty his balls or he would keep getting erections and they couldn't have that. She found an old girdle of hers and she used scissors and the sewing machine and she fashioned a tight elastic G-string that would conceal his male equipage. The gadget was shaped like the old-fashioned chastity belt, with a wide band encircling his waist while a narrow band settled between his legs and his buttocks, forcing his balls up into his abdominal cavity and his flaccid cock nestled between his legs, smashed into his peritoneum by the heavy elastic belt. When he stood and pirouetted in front of the mirrors he knew that Nona was delighted with her own cleverness. He was amazed because he looked very much like a girl and his plump buttocks were girlish in shape and he even had hips. He saw the way Nona was gazing at him and he blushed.
"Maybe you were meant to be a girl," Nona said. "You are going to be quite lovely. I can see that now."
She found a bra and fitted that onto his chest and she said that they could buy him some falsies to fill out the bras he would wear in the future, if they decided that dressing him up as a girl could be fun.
He had difficulty with the pantyhose and the other appurtenances of girlhood, but he found that the whole process was decidedly thrilling. When he was dressed and groomed finally, he gazed at his reflection in the mirrors and he could not believe what he was seeing. He was very pretty and he was to all intents and purposes a lovely young girl. He tried walking on a pair of heels and he had great difficulty with them, but Nona laughingly told him that he would learn.
"In heels you have gorgeous legs," she said. "I do think that we have done a great thing. I have always wanted someone to go shopping with me and now I can take you."
There was a strange quality of sexual excitement working in him as he gazed at his own image in the mirrors. From the tip of his shining blond hair to the soles of his feet, he was now a very lovely young girl and the idea thrilled him and kept him in a state of great sexual agitation. It was a nice sensation and he knew that he was always going to enjoy being a girl and showing off his prettiness in the dainty, colorful clothes of the female. Nona watching him, preening himself, and her smile was warm and indulgent. She stepped close to him and when she kissed his cheek he enjoyed it.
"Why don't we take you shopping with me and you can have such a good time?" she suggested. "I know that no one will ever suspect that you are not a girl. Let's do it."
He was willing, sure of himself, certain that he would pass without question.
"What if I have to go to the bathroom?". he asked.
Nona grinned and her eyes were dancing with mischief. "You will have to go to the ladies room with me," she said. "You will enjoy looking at lots of different cunts that way and then you will appreciate mine."
He was so excited by the thought of seeing women under circumstances wherein he would be accepted as one of them that he began to shake and Nona laughed at him. She reached out and patted his arm.
"Poor darling," she said gently, "I wouldn't count on seeing too much. Women are rather modest and delicate about such things and you may visit many powder rooms without seeing anything except a girl sitting down. It is discouraging to a person who has a very strong voyeuristic tendencies and I am afraid that you will become one of those. But don't let it bother you too much. I like to look at all things sexual, too."
He realized that he was developing a very warm and ardent relationship with Nona and he was beginning to forget that she was his mother. He could look at her and regard her as a very pretty young girl who liked him and wanted him. That made him feel very excited and quite happy. Just before they left the house on their first shopping trip, Nona raised his skirt and she rubbed the back of her hand against his crotch and she was very pleased when there was no reaction. She explained to him that whenever they dressed him up as a girl, she would have to suck him dry first or he was likely to become aroused by some female and the reactions then could become quite painful.
He was very much pleased by the concern for his well-being that Nona showed him. He was glad to have her empty him any time. He loved the ways her lips and her mouth and her busy tongue drove him crazy with lovely sensations that only became nicer and more intense when he came. He was sure that he loved Nona more than he would ever love anyone else.
When they got into the car, Nona began teaching him how he would handle his short skirt and she explained that he would have to learn many things he had never even thought of in the past.
"Girls have some very special problems, dear," Nona said, smiling at him. "You will learn all about it after a while."
Nona really wanted to shop. She enjoyed cruising the aisles of the big department stores and the first time they went into one of the powder rooms, he got the shock of his life. A very pretty young girl came in and straddled one of the bowls. He watched, fascinated, as she dropped her panties down to her ankles and he was able to see the thick triangle of hair that shielded her little red slit. The girl didn't sit down, instead she stood and a stream of pale yellow fluid poured from her slit and he was unable to take his gaze from her crotch. She was oblivious to him and his interest in her actions. She finished emptying her bladder, then she bent and grabbed a piece of tissue and wiped her slit dry. She bent over, pulled her panties up, then dropped her skirt. She moved over and washed her hands, then dried them and went out. He was glad that there were no doors on the toilets and when he mentioned that to Nona she shrugged and smiled.
"If they put doors on the toilets, they get a lot of lesbians in here," Nona explained.
She and Bertie were in front of the mirrors and they were repairing makeup, freshening themselves up and Nona used the facilities to relieve herself. She sat down and when she saw that he was watching her, she formed a soundless kiss with her lips and she smiled at him as she concluded her chore with little or no exposure.
"When we get home," she said giggling, "I will let you watch me do it all that you want to. Maybe I'll do it all over you. Lots of men love having a girl pee on them. Some of the wild ones love to suck it out of their favorite girl and swallow it, I've heard."
He could feel the faint stirrings in his loins and he was conscious of a pain in his flaccid cock, but he became interested in the things that they were looking at on the counters and his pain subsided.
He realized, after a while, that Nona was having a grand time shopping for wispy garments that he would wear in the future. When she purchased some falsies for him, he couldn't help blushing, and the girl behind the counter was sympathetic and a bit amused. She confided that she wore falsies, too.
When they finished shopping, Nona insisted that they were going to drive to Rainey's house and visit for a while. Perhaps they would have some coffee with Rainey. She was anxious to see if they could fool Rainey into accepting him as Roberta, a very young friend of hers. He was nervous but Nona assured him that he would be accepted for a very lovely young girl and there would be no comment at all.
He was very nervous when they walked into Rainey's apartment. She was dressed in a simple house dress but she was a very beautiful girl, a brunette with big brown eyes, a slow, sexy smile and a great shape. He knew that she was two years younger than Nona and when Rainey took his hand and held it, she teased Nona for keeping a very lovely young friend under wraps. Nona laughed and they sat at the kitchen table and Rainey made some coffee for them. She asked about Bertie and how he was doing in school and Nona said fine, and then Rainey sighed wistfully as she lit a cigarette and sat back in her chair at the table.
"I do wish that you would think about having Nancy and me move in with you," Rainey said, smiling. "We could save a lot of money and I'm sure that we would get along beautifully."
Nona smiled. "Perhaps," she said. "But I would worry about your Nancy and Bertie getting a bit too interested in each other. That could get to be a bit sticky."
Rainey laughed softly and she stated, right into Nona's beautiful gray eyes. "It could get to be a lot of fun," she said. "For all of us. I wish you would stop being so square about sex. You give me a swift pain sometimes".
"I'm sorry," Nona said, in a tone that suggested that she wasn't really sorry at all.
"Is that the only reason you don't want us all to live together?" Rainey asked. "Or are you afraid of me, too?"
Nona didn't answer Rainey right away. She sat back and thought about things. She glanced at Bertie and he could see that she was close to smiling. "You are so candid about sex, dear," Nona said. "I don't think that there is anything that would stop you if you decided that having sex with someone could be interesting. I am sort of sure that you go both ways, too. I'm sure that you do."
"Is that bad, sister, dear?" Rainey said.
He saw Nona shiver and he wondered if she was being turned on by the conversation. Rainey looked over at him and he could see that she was very much interested in him. It was in her eyes and in her smile and he could feel the heat in his face again as he blushed because of the warmth in Rainey's gaze.
"I think that we are embarrassing your little girl friend, dear," Rainey said. "She blushes very easily. I like that in her."
"Sure you do," Nona said. "Where is Nancy?"
"At school," Rainey said. "Where would you expect her to be? You know that she goes to dancing school on Saturday."
"I don't know," Nona said. "She seems to be so grown up. I forget that she is barely thirteen. She is very well developed for a girl her age."
"Yes," Rainey said. Then she changed the subject. "Would you two like to stay and have dinner with us?"
Nona shook her head. "No," she said. "Roberta has to get home and so do I. We will leave and get on our way shortly."
"I do wish that you would think about us living together," Rainey said. "It would sure save a lot of money and a lot of driving. When would you like us to come and visit?"
"Whenever you like," Nona said. She looked at Rainey and she was smiling as she said, "I wish I could stop thinking that you would corrupt us all if we lived together."
Rainey laughed at that. "It is true, sister dear," she said. "I am just dying to turn our whole group into a wild and busy sex group. I am really eager to do that."
Nona glanced at him and he could see the frown of concentration on her brow and the look in her eyes surprised him. Nona got to her feet and she crushed her cigarette out.
"Why don't you and Nancy come over and visit with Bertie and me tomorrow? We'll have dinner at my place and we can talk about what it might be like if we decided to live together in that big house Bertie and I have."
When they left Rainey's apartment, she held onto his hand and looked deep into his eyes, then kissed his lips with a light and gentle kiss. "I am so glad to have met you, Roberta," Rainey said. "You are very pretty. But I suppose you hear that all the time. Good-bye, dear."
Bertie sat beside Nona in the car and he was blushing, still affected by the things that Rainey had said to him.
"We fooled her completely," Nona said. "She had no idea that you were really Bertie. She was taken in completely."
They smoked cigarettes and Nona drove them home very quickly and when they got inside the house he was quite surprised to find that Nona was turned on fiercely. She led him into the bedroom and she began getting his girdle and the restraining strap off him. He stared at her, amazed by her agitation and almost savage passions and she smiled crookedly as she tried to explain. "I can't help it," she said. "I am just so damned hot for you, I can't wait to get at you."
He wanted to tell her that it was all right and that he was very excited sexually, but he wasn't able to say anything. He was suddenly overwhelmed by a wave of fierce sexuality that was pure lust and he fell back onto the bed and let Nona bare his privates. As soon as his cock was freed of its restraining strap, it blossomed, and Nona began sucking an enormous cock that was already dribbling sap all over its length.
His pretty clothing was becoming wrinkled but they didn't care. Nona was sucking his cock like a wild woman, a starved and ardent vampire, and he was twisting and squirming in anguished ecstasy. Then she did something with her tongue and her clinging mouth and her tiny teeth, and he was spurting in her mouth, filling her hungry cavity with an excess of his honey and she was feeding upon him, tasting him, savoring his nectars as she slowly devoured his fruits. She was using her lips and her tongue and her teeth, and her fingernails were plucking at his balls with educated and practiced skill. When his agony of orgasm ended, she placed her palm against his balls and she squeezed and kneaded his flesh, trying for every possible drop of honey.
She lifted her head finally and he was shocked to see that she had tears in her eyes, but she had a happy, pleased look on her face and when he looked into her eyes he could see how very much she was loving him right then.
Her hands were still busy playing with his privates and he was still hard and he ached with the need for more and he was glad that she wanted more, too.
She leaned forward and her mouth found his lips and she kissed him feverishly. She was shaking and he was too. She seemed unable to let go of his cock and her fingers kept squeezing and shifting his balls and she was so hot she was wheezing.
"Fuck me, baby," she said frantically. "Give it to me and let me feel it all the way up to my ears. You're so big and so hard and I need it so badly." She let go of him for a time, then she got her clothes off and he was able to handle her glorious breasts while she got her crotch bared, too. She lay back on the bed and pulled him on top of her and her fingers guided him to the entrance to her slippery opening, As she enveloped him with her body, a sigh of exquisite bliss escaped her. He began to move his hips and she stopped him with her hands.
"Make it last for a long, long time, baby," she said.
He lay on top of her and he didn't quite know what she wanted him to do. He found her breasts and, as he handled them and squeezed them, she began moving her hips and she was doing it all herself. Then he was moving against her and he began to shake and shiver as erotic pleasures mounted in his loins. He was ablaze with a thousand ecstasies and he was unable to exert any control at all. Soon he was spurting deep within her cavity and she was screeching into his ear and he could feel her tight little organ clasping his cock with frantic intensity. He was aware that each orgasm with Nona seemed to be better, more intense than the one that preceded it, and he had to struggle to hold onto consciousness and complete enjoyment of the exceptional bliss that Nona brought to him.
He collapsed on top of her and she was kissing his mouth, sliding her tongue in and out of his mouth. When he began to move as though to leave the warmth of her body, she held onto him and she was still ablaze with lust and sexual furies.
"In a moment we will do it again and then you can give me the very nicest kind of present a lover can give his girl. You can bring me a honey kiss."
He was shivering and he knew that he ached with new and demanding sexual urges and he wasn't quite sure of what she expected from him. He was as eager to kiss and swap tongues as she was and his hands were playing with her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples while they necked like high school kids who have just discovered sex.
She began moving her hips against him with practiced effort and he began moving in her again and he was suddenly on fire, torn and twisted by fierce, unquenchable passions, unable to try for the slow and easy rhythm that she wanted to enjoy. He was plunging in her, thrusting himself deep into her cave and he could hear the liquid sounds of their lovemaking and he was turned on more than ever.
As she began slamming her bottom against his thighs, he felt the burning, clawing sensations of orgasm beginning in his loins and he realized that he was squealing and yelping and so was she He sensed that this was to be an orgasm of monumental intensities for each of them and when it began, they clung to each other. Nona was sobbing and moaning and whimpering in exceptional ecstasy, and when she burst, he could feel the wetness all over his legs and his crotch. When it was over, she held him to her tightly, and they finally achieved a measure of calm. She began to beg him for the honey kiss she seemed to want so badly. When she explained what a honey kiss was, he was not at all repelled. Instead, he put his mouth down over her overfilled well and when he had captured most of its contents, he kissed her and delivered the nectars she yearned for. He found that he liked doing that for her and he was sure that it was something that he would do for her many times in the future.
She writhed and squirmed against him as he lay on top of her and his mouth clung to hers. She seemed to thrive on anything sexual and she was lost in a state of erotic bliss for a long time. She kept sending him back to the well for more and more of the juices of love and finally, when there was no more to be had, she insisted that they have a sixty-nine. While he sprawled, flat on his back, she straddled his mouth with her hips and he began licking and sucking and tongue-fucking her quivering little rosebud while she took his cock into her mouth and he could feel her mouth sliding up and down on his supersensitive organ.
He could feel the exquisite sensations in his loins and he knew that she was using her teeth in gentle pressures against the throat of his cock. He could feel her fingers playing with his balls, and he could feel it when she slipped her wet finger into his asshole. She seemed to know exactly how to stimulate him in that region and she began sliding her finger in and out. He was in sudden agony and ecstasy, a whole new set of glorious sensations joining the usual ones, and he began bursting in her mouth and he knew that she had triggered a massive flood and she seemed to know it, too. She began swallowing him, contentedly, happily and he realized then that she had also been affected and he was feasting, too.
They spent hours in sexual activities and she was insatiable and inventive and artful. She told him that she was anally sensitive and she loved it there and when he offered to fuck her there, she got up on her hands and knees and she taught him how to do it in a way that would be pleasant for both of them.
"You fuck me in the regular place for a while," she said, "and then, when it is all nice and soupy there, and your lovely cock is all wet and slippery, then you slowly ease it into the other place and I will help you. You will like it, too, I'm sure."
She did it all for him, he realized, and when he finally could contain himself no longer, he eased his organ out and then he touched her tight little hole with it and she began squirming her backside against him. He felt the opening give and he began to move inside. She squealed in swift delight and shoved her hips back toward him in a fierce thrust. Then he was deep inside her and she was moaning and squirming and he was moving back and forth, fucking her fiercely and savagely, unable to control himself. She was swinging her bottom sideways and slamming it against him and he could feel the tight, constricted depths of her asshole and then he was coming and he shook wildly, uncontrollably, and she began coming, too, and for a time, he was too overwhelmed to realize how they were managing ecstasy again.
She had grasped his hand and guided him to her clitoris. As she came, he was massaging the tiny little nubbin of overexcited flesh and she was whinnying and screeching. Then she fell forward and her whole crotch was clenching and it seemed that her asshole gripped his organ in an ever-tightening grasp and he tried to wriggle himself free but he could not. He tried to push his body away from hers and she moaned in quick pain. Her hands reached back and pulled his hips tighter against her buttocks. It was clear that she did not want him to move.
He settled down upon her and she wriggled herself against him and he realized that the ecstasies of orgasm and sexual bliss were still at work within her loins and he wanted her to enjoy every possible second of their fun together.
She reached behind her, found his hands, and placed his palms against her breasts and wriggled them deeper into his hands. When he began fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples, she whimpered and then she began moving her hips again. He was still hard in her depths and she began pushing her bottom tighter and tighter against him and he was moving around in her deep canal and she was again excited and so was he. He pulled her back towards him until she was off the bed and he slipped a pillow beneath her hips. She lay down again and her hips were in the proper position for a brand-new assault upon her rear end and all of its neighboring parts.
He sighed as excitement began again and built into a brand-new blaze. He knew, too, that Nona was also on fire. He began moving his hips in a new rhythm and as she wriggled herself against him, he could hear the muted sounds of extreme pleasure beginning to escape from her. They were growing louder and louder and he could feel the wetness of sweat on her naked waist and her slick buttocks and then he realized that he was drenched, too, and he didn't care. She was weeping, sobbing with brand-new sensations, and as their sexual frenzies began to affect them, she wept and groaned and he was sure that she was desperately wringing every possible ounce of sensual pleasure from their union. He could feel new orgasms beginning in her and when she took one of his hands and pushed it into her dripping slit, he began using his fingers on her clitoris again. She wept and sobbed and then she began the whistling, screeching outbursts that always came when her orgasm were especially intense. He was not yet ready and he continued to plunge and withdraw in her, drawing his organ out to its full length and then plunging its length into her loosened aperture. Each time he thrust against her plump bottom, she met him halfway with a thrust that was equally fierce and eager, then he was suddenly exploding and he could feel the burning, scalding sensations of exceptional sexual anguish in his loins and he was coming with a fierce surge of extreme power and she was coming, too, impaled and captivated and utterly exploited by the male prong that was buried deep within her body.
She fell forward and collapsed and he sagged down on top of her, while they gasped and struggled for breath. Then she was still and soundless and very white and he was frightened when he looked at her. She had become overwhelmed by it all and she was no longer conscious.
He eased himself out of her and he could see the wetness that was everywhere and his first concern was to do something about that. He paddled into the bathroom and found the wash cloth and he was busy wiping and washing her crotch when she stirred and moved her legs. She opened them even wider and she watched him as he used the cloth to erase the drops of white cream that were on her crotch. She sat up and he noticed then she was all right and he straightened up, the wash cloth dangling from his hands. She pursed her lips at him and her smile was a bit weak and crooked.
"Now you know about me," she said. "Now you know what I'm really like. I am an animal and I will do anything once I get started. Isn't that awful?"
He shook his head and he was so filled with love and affection for her that he was sure he was going to burst.
"I love you, Nona," he said quietly. "I love you so much. I can't help it. I just want to make you happy. Always,"
She crooked her finger at him and when he went to her and bent down, she kissed him on the lips and it was a warm and sweet kiss and he could see the tears gathering in her eyes.
"I love you, too, darling," she said. "I have no idea how things will turn out for us, but I do love you, so I'm sure that it will be all right."
He nodded and then she let him go and he turned around and trotted back to the bathroom. When he returned to Nona again, she was asleep and he realized that the day was gone. He lay down beside her in the bed and he turned the lights out. A moment later he was asleep, too.