I had one big advantage over her. Whenever the excitement got to me and I was dangerously close to cumming, I could just flex my shoulder. The pain that shot through me was just enough to basically reset my lust. I could go on like this for hours! She, on the other hand, couldn’t, as she quickly announced.
“Oh GAAAWD, YES! KEEP THAT UP! Fuck me with your fingers, you STUD! Yes, YES, YESYESYESYEEEEESSSSSS!”
And she flooded my face and chest in her juices. But I didn’t stop. As soon as she erupted in that orgasm, I pulled my fingers back a little, found that bean shaped bump again, and massaged it as strongly as I could.
“OH! OOOOOOH GAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAWD I’M STILL COOOOMMMIIIIINNNNNNGGGG!!!”
Her entire body was convulsing so strongly that I had trouble keeping my fingers on that spot. I kept tormenting her for another minute before easing up and letting her calm down a little. But this wouldn’t be half as fun if I stopped now.
When she had calmed down enough to register my hard swollen pole in front of her face again and resumed her sucking, I went back in as well. This time, however, I also closed my lips around her clit and sucked on that just as hard as she was sucking on me.
She continuously moaned around my cock, never losing her eagerness, until she erupted in yet another screaming orgasm with a sound so high pitched, I was sure my windows would burst.
“OH MygoooOOOODDDD YEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!”
Then she simply collapsed forward, her arms listless at her sides, my cock still in her mouth. Then her lower body collapsed and now literally smothered me with her drenched pussy folds. Luckily for me, her 110 pound frame didn’t put too much pressure on my chest, and I could easily push her down a little.
I let her lie on top of me for about three minutes, all the while gently kissing and nibbling on her inner lips and savoring her taste, until she stirred again. To my surprise, she got off me to lie down in between my legs, and started vigorously jerking me off.
“I want you to come all over me! Go on, Stud! Cover me in your cum! Do it! I want it! Now!”
And as if my body was just waiting for her command, I literally exploded! I wasn’t sure if it was because I stopped my orgasm multiple times before and it somehow accumulated, but I don’t think I ever shot that much cum. A seemingly never ending stream, one massive jet after the other painting her face and tits. The problem was, she didn’t stop jerking me off! She never even slowed down! Instead, after I had stopped shooting my cum and it started only running out of me, she used it as additional lubrication and concentrated her efforts on my crown, massaging it in rapid circular movements with one hand while the other furiously jerked up and down my shaft, accentuated by loud wet sounds.
“You like that, Stud? I won’t let this end for you as easily after you forced me through three massive orgasms! Feel that!”
She knew exactly what she was doing. My tip had grown so extremely sensitive that it almost hurt, but at the same time, it simply felt heavenly. It was like one massively drawn out orgasm that simply wouldn’t stop as long as she didn’t stop the intense stimulation. Sadly, after merely ten seconds the feeling got so intense that I could no longer lie still, and she had to stop as to not let me strain my wounds.
I lay on my bed, panting, sweating, and unable to form words. Instead, I just grabbed her by the throat, pulled her face to mine, and kissed her. Not giving the slightest of shits about her face being literally covered in my cum. She eagerly returned my kiss by pushing her tongue into my mouth, and we enjoyed our mutual post orgasmic closeness.
Another minute later, we both just dropped to the mattress and refused to move.
“That. Was. FUCKING AWESOME!” she suddenly shouted, and I laughed. “GOD! To think I made fun of you in the past! What a fucking idiot I was!”
I couldn’t help it, I felt good about what she just said.
“No hard feelings. You, my dear not-yet-girlfriend, have quite a few tricks up your sleeve as well. I knew girls can be multiorgasmic, but I never heard about extending a man’s orgasm!”
“Well...” she seemed a little shy all of a sudden. “That’s not ... exactly ... what that was.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was planning on a little payback, actually. I never came so hard in my life, Tim. And you didn’t stop. You just kept me going the whole time. Normally, when you do that to a man, it gets more and more intense, until they can’t bear it anymore. Just like for me. But I decided to have mercy on you. I didn’t want to really hurt you.”
“Really?” I asked in wonder.
“Yeah. It’s called ‘post orgasm torture’. Look it up.” she smiled happily. A sight that should NOT accompany the word ‘torture’. “So ... where’s Ava and your Mom?”
“Uh ... I think Ava is in her room, and the mother is visiting her brother. No idea when she’ll be back.”
“Thank god! Then only Ava heard us.” she giggled, but then turned serious disturbingly quickly. “Alright! Truth or Dare?”
“What?” I laughed at her sudden change of topic.
“You said we’d continue the Dare ... with slight alterations. We finished the Dare. Now we continue the game. So, choose. Truth or Dare.”
“Well, I don’t think I’ve got another Dare in me for a few minutes, so Truth.”
“Did you have sex with my mother?”
Her face was perfectly neutral. There was absolutely no emotion to be found anywhere. After I quickly suppressed the early onset of a minor panic attack, and my brain started working again, I remembered Nora’s textmessage.
“Yes.” I reluctantly said. To my great surprise, Mia simply stared at me expectantly. “Uh ... Truth or Dare?”
“Truth” she grinned. I calmed down significantly.
“How’d you know?”
“Mom and I talk about everything. And I mean everything!”
“Oh shit!”
“No, that would’ve become relevant if you’d tried lying to me.” she laughed.
“How long have you known!?”
“She told me last Monday, after we got you home.” She shrugged her shoulders, like it was no big deal. “After she heard our discussion in the hospital, she understood that I was serious about you. So, she wanted me to know beforehand, instead of it coming out accidentally when we are an official couple and the reveal screws things up. And before you ask, no, she didn’t even offer me one of your special glaze pastries. They kept them all to themselves. She just wanted to see your ... reaction.”
“Well ... okay. So it’s safe to assume you’re not going to kill me for it?” I asked very carefully.
“No. I can understand why you’re reluctant to get into a relationship again. And, while I will stake my claim on you, as long as we’re not official or exclusive, I won’t make a drama of it. And, anyway, if Dad can have a lover, Mom deserves a good one too!”
I could just blink at her after that. It seemed to amuse her. Finally, we decided to order pizza, not forgetting about Ava, then went back into my bedroom where she cuddled up to me under the covers. There was no more discussion. We simply enjoyed each other’s company while watching our show until we fell asleep.
At that moment, I was pretty sure I could be happy with this girl.
Chapter 21
Waking up next to Mia was ... different. When she was awake, she always had that distinct air of dominance around her. She was the Go-Getter type and I couldn’t dispute her having quite a few distinct character traits she shared with her mother in that regard.