breath was coming out in harsh gasps and each gasp brought her closer to something big. Jason’s fingers between her legs began to probe her opening, slipping easily inside of her and she cried out, her hand squeezed his shaft. She didn’t realize that her strokes had quicken and become almost violent, pulling him closer to his eventual orgasm.
Jason pushed his face against her ear, his eyes tightly clenched, his body so tightly restrained that he felt like a taut wire ready to break. His fingers moved quickly, insistently yet gently in and out of her and around her clit, just as her hands moved quickly up and down his shaft, his precum the lubricant that allowing her fist to glide easily along his flesh.
“Please baby…” He begged. “Cum, please cum,” and then she knew in his voice that he was holding, waiting for her and the dam—that last trigger finally broke in her and Robin’s body jerked and spasmed and she called out loudly.
Jason heard her wail and his voice joined hers as his body finally allowed his own release. His hips pumped against her side and into her fist; simulating the act that was intuitive to them both. Even Robin’s hips rhythmically pumped against Jason’s strong hand as her opening clenched and released around his rapidly moving fingers.
Jason’s body seized and spasmed but he enjoyed it; this time he could examine every sensation that his muscles went through as they stretched and pulled. Then semen shot from his body and with a yelp of pleasure or pain or something new that was a mixture of both, it landed across her thigh.
“Ohhhh!” He groaned, his cum splashing her leg.
Robin thought her heart would explode until the pressure of her climax finally released it amidst shakes and trembles. Even though the pleasure was incredible, instinctively she knew that there was more; something bigger that only Jason’s penis inside of her would release. There was something else lurking there waiting…
When the two lover’s bodies had come down from their passion filled high, Jason sat up. Robin stopped him sleepily. “No baby. I’ll clean us this time. I have to use the bathroom anyways.” She dragged herself out of bed, stooping long enough to pick up the condom that Jason had yanked off and tossed to the floor. She padded to the bathroom where she tossed it into the trash and then she grabbed toilet paper and wiped Jason’s semen from her leg. She examined the cold sticky fluid, testing the texture between her fingertips before she quickly sat down and peed. Afterwards she grabbed her wash cloth from the shower and cleaned herself with warm water before rinsing the cloth and hanging it on the side of the tub. She grabbed more tissue to clean Jason. But when she returned to the bedroom he was already sound asleep, his dick resting across his thigh like a fat sausage.
Robin stood by the bed and watched him; tousled hair and limbs spread, the bed sheets crumpled between his legs. He looked like a man that had worked very hard and now needed to sleep hard. She climbed into the bed and carefully cleaned the congealing semen from his dick. It was limp now but not quite soft. She tossed the tissue onto the bedside table for later disposal and adjusted the sheets to cover the wet spot. Jason was watching her quietly. She almost jumped when she saw his green eyes following her every move.
“Thank you, Sweetheart.” He said with a satisfied smile. Somehow she didn’t think he was referring to her offer to clean them. She snuggled back into his waiting arms and yawned.
“You’re welcome.”
Chapter 3
When the alarm rang an impossibly short time later, Jason carefully reached over to turn it off. He wanted Robin to get another hour sleep. He was used to waking up very early so that he could get a bath and get dressed which tended to take a long time. He wanted to linger in bed and kiss her cheek