0 comments/ 18719 views/ 1 favorites Sex Leads To Love By: ainu2 My parents died in an airplane crash. I 'm fifteen and my brother is seventeen. I'm John, he's Tom. The problems are huge. Emotionally, I think I may feel abandoned forever. I really miss them. But the practical problems take up almost all our time for a while. Maybe it's just as well. Makes us think of other things. That is, what do we eat? Where do we live? It turns out that there is a fairly large amount of insurance money. My grandmother, my father's mother, has to get appointed our guardian by the court. We could live with her but she doesn't live anywhere near where we do. Or, I should say, we used to live. Our home had a mortgage, a big mortgage. With our parents dead there's no way we could handle that. So she arranged to sell it. But we want to stay here, where we go to school and know people. Grandma finds a place for us to stay. It's a Bed & Breakfast place but for us, it's essentially a boarding house. Somehow this lady, who has a daughter, has this huge old house. I think her husband died but I don't really know. She has six bedrooms that she can rent out. So we move there. The daughter. Her name is Diane. She's a year older than me and a year younger than Tom. When we first arrive I'm introduced to her. It's like I'm gobsmacked or something. Sex. Lust. It all hits me at once. She is absolutely the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I mean I've talked a lot with my friends at school about sex but none of us really know anything about it. So I've never come close to this feeling before. I want her. I have no idea what to do about it but I just know that sex and her go together. She just grins at me, her eyes sparkle a little, and I feel as if she can read my mind. Then I realize I've got a boner. She can probably see it. Does Tom see it or her Mom? They don't react at all so I hope not. I think I handle it o.k. and say something inane and then we're gone to our rooms. My brother has one room and I have another. We have breakfast there and usually dinner. Lunch is at school mostly. Grandma pays for us out of the insurance money. She's told me that if I want to go to college, my share of the money should pay my way. I probably will need to go to a state school that costs less. But whatever, at 21 we each get our share of the money. My brother has decided that when he finishes high school he's getting a job and when he's 21 he'll take his share and use it to start a business. A garage I imagine, something about working on cars. I plan on going to college, become a teacher. Meantime, I've got a job delivering papers. I get up very early and on my bike deliver papers in our end of town. When I'm done I come back to where I live and have breakfast and then go to school. It gives me some money of my own to spend as I want. At the B&B we're the permanents. The other rooms usually rent for just a night or two to men on business trips, tourists, and sometimes if construction is going on some others move in more permanent, too. As I learn, Diane helps her Mom. She changes sheets and towels and helps in the kitchen but mostly she goes to the same school as my brother and me. I try and spend as much time with her as I can. Help her when I can, just be nice to her. When we talk she likes to be close, often actually touching. And she likes to touch me, put her hand on my arm as we talk. Sometimes we sit next to one another and watch TV in the evening. Meanwhile, I jerk off regularly thinking about her. I look up everything sexy on my computer and try to learn what I should do with her if I ever get the chance. She remains pure sex in my mind. She's built really good, nice breasts, firm butt that sits up sort of high. Lovely, shapely legs. Dark hair and dark eyes on what's probably more a cute face than a beautiful one. As several years go by she becomes built even better if that's possible. She plays soccer for the school so her legs stay shapely and strong. I think her breasts actually get even larger. She's sort of a serious person. Not giddy and smiley like some girls. At school I see groups of girls moving around together, talking. But Diane is never part of that. She's alone usually. I see her talking to a boy sometimes. Even my brother Tom. She does with them like she does with me and stands close and talks and seems more smiley and happy. She dates some. I know that she goes out some evenings, usually just weekends. My brother graduates and is working. As a mechanic, which I knew would be what he wanted to do. He's making money but is still living here. Diane graduates. She gets a job as a waitress, which is pretty much part time. She still lives here and helps her mother. I turn eighteen. Mrs. Riley, Diane's mother, bakes me a cake. I blow out the candles at dinner and it's almost like a little party. Afterwards, Tom goes out. Mrs. Riley is back in the kitchen. I go into the living room to watch TV. I'm sitting on the couch and Diane comes in, she comes over and sits next to me. Close to me. This isn't completely new, we've often sat here and watched TV. "Happy birthday, Johnny" she says. "Thanks." "Are you going to do anything special for your birthday?" "No, I don't think so. Don't know of anything special." She does something that amazes me. She moves around, sort of straddles me and sits on my lap, facing me, and leans in to kiss me. I kiss her back, put my arms around her and hold her close. "I have a birthday present for you," she says. "We need to go up to your room." We walk up the stairs and go into my room. "Take off your clothes," she says. I'm dumbfounded. But she starts pulling her blouse off then unfastens and removes her bra. Her bare breasts are looking right at me. "C'mon," she says, "get your clothes off. My present for you is me. I've wanted to do this since the day we met and I know you have too but I've forced myself to wait until today." I hurry to get everything off, just tossing it in a heap on the floor. "You're a real hunk, Johnny," she says as she steps up against me. I can feel her breasts and stomach pressing on my body. "You're gorgeous, Diane," I tell her as I put my arms around her to hold her against me. "You have the sexiest body in the world." I kiss her and she kisses back. Her hand moves down between us to grasp my very erect cock. "You have a perfect cock, Johnny," she says. "Plenty big and straight and beautiful." She slides through my arms as she lowers herself, holding onto my cock the whole time. "I bet it fits my mouth like we were meant to be together." With that, she's on her knees and I can feel her licking and then I feel her warm lips around the head. "You don't have to do this," I tell her. She moves her head back slightly. "You don't like it?" "Oh, I love it but I don't want you to do anything you don't want to." By then she'd sucked a couple inches into her mouth. She moves free for a moment, still holding it with her fingers. "Oh I definitely want to." And she slides her lips down taking at least half of me into her mouth. I've never felt anything like it before in my life. I've jerked off and cum a lot but it never felt as good as her mouth does. She's moving her head back and forth, moving her fingers that are grasping my cock, working me toward my cumming and I can feel it already. I doubt if she's sucking me for even a minute and I start shooting off. "I'm sorry" I sort of mumble as I can feel my cum spouting out in jerks. She doesn't say anything, seems to take even more of me into her. When I think I've shot my last, she starts sliding her lips down my cock, sort of milking it. I guess she wants to get every bit of my cum. She does this a couple times. She moves her head back slightly and still holding my cock starts to lick it, making humming noises as if she's really enjoying the whole experience. I look down and can see her. After cleaning me with several licks she sits back some and looks up at me grinning. I reach down and get my hands under her armpits and lift her up, leaning my head down slightly so I can kiss her. I get my arms around her and she puts hers around me and we kiss. I push my tongue into her mouth and we're trading off sucking each other's tongues. When we've kissed for awhile, she leans her head back slightly to look up at me, pushing her hips against me even tighter. "You kiss me after I suck you?" she asks. "I'll kiss you anytime, " I say, "I'll never get to kiss you enough. But now it's my turn. I've never done this before but I've watched it on the 'net a lot and really, really want to sample your body as much as I can." I sort of half pick her up and half walk her backwards to my bed and lay us both down, her on her back, me on my side, partly on her and partly on the bed. I kiss her again. We're both still holding one another. I try to kiss her everywhere, her cheeks, her neck, her shoulders. Then her breasts. Her gorgeous, perfect breasts. I purposely hold one softly, trying to caress it rather than maul her. I get my lips on her breast and kiss on top. on the side, below the nipple, then get my lips around the nipple and lick and suck. I have my other hand on her other breast. I can hear her breathing hard, making small moaning sounds. I'm trying to do everything the way I think it should be done but I have to admit to myself that I really like doing this. I've dreamt many times about getting at her body and actually doing it is even better than I imagined. Then to the other breast. I'm slobbering a little. I love the feel and taste of this experience and Diane really is the sexiest thing in the world. Then down over her stomach, kissing and licking. I tongue her innnie navel. I know I should move on down and kiss up her legs and work my way to her pussy slower but I want to get at it so much I can't wait. I slide down to get between her legs. Fuck, I'm not sure I can even find it. She must shave some, there's a fairly small patch of hair so this sort of wrinkly area right below the hair must be it. I feel with my fingers, trying to not push too hard and hurt her. She moves. Her legs go up, almost to her shoulders. Her hands come down right where I am and pull on each side and open her pussy up. It's all pink and wet and glistening. I get my tongue in there and start licking. She moves her hands away so I have to get my fingers to pull her open again so that I can get my tongue inside her, into all that pink, soft, warm flesh. Except it isn't just flesh, it's like a mucous membrane or something. I like the taste. I don't even know what the taste is, it's not exactly like anything I've eaten before. But it's Diane. It's her taste. I know the vagina is sort of at the bottom and the clit is a little higher and that at some point I need to find her clit with my tongue and lips. So I move my tongue around, licking and tasting. Ah, here's the vagina. I shove my tongue in and move it around. I pull it out and lick up a little. Here's the shape. A bump. But as my tongue licks it the bump seems to grow a little, change a little. That's got to be the clit. Keeping my tongue there so I don't lose it, I let go with one hand and move a finger up under my chin so I can push it into her vagina as I lick her clit. My finger's there, it slides right in, no trouble at all. Hardly need to even push much. I pull it back some and get another finger next to it and push them both in. Tighter. I slide them in as far as I can and then out a little. I start finger fucking her as I work on her clit with my tongue. She starts getting wetter. Her insides seem to swell slightly or get softer somehow her clit is now a tiny finger, I can flick back and forth on it with my tongue. Her moans are now light screams almost and her hips seem to be jumping a little. I get my lips around the clit and suck on it. Her hand is on the back of my head, pushing me tighter against her pussy. Her legs seem to be moving some on each side of my head. She's cumming. That's what it has to be. Fluid is coming out, I can feel it on my fingers. Her hips are jumping more. Her hand is pushing me even tighter against her, The scream is real. I've got to taste that cum. I pull out my fingers and move from her clit to get my mouth around her whole pussy as much as I can and start sucking. She really puts out some juices, my face is getting wet. Her hand starts pulling on my hair, wanting me to move, I think. Is she done maybe? I slide up over her and my cock moves into position. She grabs my cock and helps aim it into her and actually pushes with her hips to get me started into her. I have to push. I don't just slide easily into her, she's tight. My cock is pushing its way through flesh. I stop and pull back a little and push some more and slowly work my way into her. Her legs are around my butt. Fuck, this is so much more than I ever dreamed about. The feeling of her insides grasping my cock all around as I move inside her is unbelievable. And I'm in. My body is touching hers. I'm all the way in. I look down at her and she's looking at me grinning. I try and hunch my back enough to get my mouth to her and kiss her But I'm too tall or she's too short. I would have to pull out to get my mouth to hers and I don't want to do that. I do pull back some and push in again. I kiss her forehead. And I fuck her. I really, truly fuck her. I pull back and shove in over and over. She's shoving her hips at me almost as much as I'm shoving into her. It's like she doesn't want my cock to come out. As I pull back she shoves up. I'm surprised, I last and last, plunging into her. "Harder" she says. "Faster" I start really banging into her. I don't want to hurt her but from the way she's acting she wants it like this. Moving inside her is a fantastic feeling. I can't describe it, it's just way too much. I'm feeling this all through my body and I think she is, too, from the way her body is pushing back at me. I'm surprised at how strong she must be, she's really lifting her whole body up at times, moving my body, too. The whole world seems to be centered on my cock pumping in her vagina. And then she screams and I can feel her insides grasping my cock even tighter, sort of pulsing a little and that pushes me over the top and I start squirting into her as she's leaking her juices around my cock onto her butt and the bed. I almost collapse onto her. I try to support my weight some but I'm mostly just laying on her, my cock still in her, her legs still around me. I slide back some, my cock drops out but I manage to get my lips to her and we kiss. I roll to the side facing her. She rolls slightly to face me. We hold each other and kiss and kiss. My one hand is feeling her butt as we kiss. Her hand is doing the same to me. "Happy birthday, Johnny," she finally says, sort of breathless. I just look at her a moment. "This has been the best experience in my whole life," I finally manage to say. She grins and we kiss again. We lay there for a while, kissing and feeling each other. Diane finally says, "You have to get up early. I better go back to my room." "Diane, you said you were my birthday gift. You can't go. You're mine. I'm keeping you. We're going to do this a hundred more times. A million more times. And at least once more tonight. Maybe twice. Well, unless you don't want to. I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to." She grins at me. "Twice would be better than once." Her hand moves down between us to grab my cock and start massaging it. I kiss her and then slide down just a little to get my hands and mouth to her breasts. Eventually I work my way down further and as I'm positioning myself between her legs, she says, "I'm sort of cruddy down there." "There's nothing here but our juices, stuff from you and stuff from me. That's not cruddy, that's sexy." I use my fingers to spread her open some and get my tongue into her. She really does taste stronger and slightly different. I lick up and down and settle my tongue on her clit and go to work. As I slide a finger into her, I tell her, "This is like the portal to paradise, I'm going to spend a lot of time here." "Johnny, you can't spend too much time there for me." She starts to moan a little as I slurp in her pussy and slide a couple fingers into her. We do manage to do it twice more. And I am a little sleepy in the morning when I have to get up early for my paper route. I don't do it on a bike anymore. I have a four year old Honda Civic that my brother Tom found for me that he says should see me through college with no major expenses. So my route is now longer but I do it quicker. When I get back and go up to my room to dress and get ready for school, Diane is still asleep in my bed. I undress and climb in next to her. I can always hurry through breakfast and still make my first class. In fact, maybe I should eat something different for breakfast this morning. So I roll her onto her back and pull her to the side of the bed so I can kneel on the floor and get my mouth to her pussy. The movement wakes her slightly and my tongue wakes her fully. "Johnny, this is a perfect way to wake up." Weeks go by. Often, I'm awakened by her mouth working on my cock. Sometimes, it's me licking her that wakes her. She has to go to work as a waitress. I go to school and deliver papers.Her shifts change, sometimes lunch and sometimes dinner, sometimes both. So we have to fit sex in where we can depending upon our schedules. But we generally manage to have sex a lot, one way or another. This goes on for weeks and weeks, almost a year. We even manage to talk a little in addition to fucking. We're laying there next to one another, naked, after just finishing a really good fuck. "Johnny, I need to tell you some things." "Diane, you don't need to tell me anything. I love you as you are." "I love you, too. That's why you need to know more about me. You might as well know, it seems like every one else in town does. My mother wasn't married when she had me. Like you, her parents died when she was young, late teens. I don't mean to make excuses for her but she had no skills, had to live some way and she arranged to go to work in a whore house. She did have that basic skill. A very, very rich man found out there was a new girl and after using her decided he liked her. He wanted her for himself. "This house is where he grew up. He married and built his own mansion. His parents, very old by then -- I think he was already in his sixties -- still lived here. So he moved my Mom into this house and made her his mistress. Exclusively his. After a while, I was born and his parents both died. Some how, Mom managed to get him to deed her the house. And she continued as his mistress as I grew up. When I was still very young, he died. My father died. He never legally admitted to being my father and my Mom never pursued anything legally. She owned this house and made it into a B&B four or five years before you two came along. "Nobody in this town accepts us. I never get invited to classmates birthday parties. Even in high school, none of the other girls ever would have anything to do with me. The guys would but as I learned, only because they figured I'd be an easy lay. Well, I wasn't. When you moved here, I had never had sex with any boy. But I did have feelings. Eventually I acted on them and had sex with a boy at school. I liked it. I wanted to have sex more often. Heck, I couldn't hurt my reputation, I had none. As you already know, I really love sex, want it all the time it seems. So I got a little wild. I haven't been with a million guys or anything but I have been with a half dozen. And I better tell you, one of them was your brother. "Since I've been with you, I've been with no one else. And I don't want anyone else but you. But you have to know all this. It may mean you don't want anything to do with me but at least I'm honest." Sex Leads To Love I lay there and listened to her. When she was done I kissed her and then moved around into a head-to-toe position and got my face in between her legs and started licking her pussy. She started sucking my cock, rolling on top of me so we fit better. I had gotten pretty good at this and managed to make her cum well before I was going to. So we moved around and I came into her from behind and began pumping into her as I reached around and played with her breasts. When we were done, still laying next to one another, I told her, "Diane, if it's o.k. with you, my plan is that we eventually get married. You're exactly who I want to spend the rest of my life with, who I want to fuck forever. When I graduate I can get a job, probably somewhere other than here. Neither of us will have any reputation in the new town except what we make for ourselves. I know you love sex. So do I. And I love you. We can have all the sex you'll ever need." Which led to us doing it all over again right then and there. My brother, Tom, had to know that Diane and I were involved with each other. He still had a room there, too. Our lives were going separate ways but we were still brothers and spent some times with each other. One day,he says to me, "You and Diane seem to be pretty thick." "Yeah," I answered, "I'm fairly sure we'll get married some day." "I don't know exactly how to say this," he said, hesitating. "She's a good fuck, particularly likes oral sex. So I can see why you're interested but you should know you're not her first." "I know." I even grinned at him. "I know that you've been with her, too. But it doesn't change how we feel about each other. I suspect there are a lot of happy marriages where the husband or the wife or both weren't virgins but they love each other and get along fine." "I'm sure you're right and I wish the best for you brother. Just so you know, her mother is a good fuck, too." Well, that one surprised me. Never thought of that. But now that he's mentioned it, she's attractive. Diane is sort of a clone of her mother. And she isn't that old. Probably only forty or so. And if she loves sex as much as her daughter, she'd have to find someone to be with. That night, after Diane and I had sex the first time, I brought up the subject of her mother. Diane sort of giggled. "Well, I wasn't ever going to mention it. But Mom has always had a man or two around. Or three. She doesn't flaunt it but she doesn't hide it either. Which probably has contributed to our reputations around town." When Diane and I are together, our default position, to use a computer term, is naked in bed. We live in the same B&B so whether it's after school or after her shift at work or whenever we meet, it's almost always in my room and that means we quickly get naked and start in on one another. So, this time, after she sucks me off, which I enjoy tremendously and she seems to, too, I eat her to a couple orgasms, which I seem to savor almost as much as her, and then we fuck. Laying there, recuperating and building to another go around, I tell her about something that happened to me at school. "There's this girl in my class, Melanie, a nice looking girl. If I wasn't with you I would probably try and date her. She's been in at least one class with me each quarter and we've talked, even eaten lunch together, usually with several others involved. Anyway, she comes on to me and suggests I should come to this party some of them are having to celebrate the end of the quarter. She let me know that I would really enjoy it and even touched my cock, through my pants, of course, with her fingers. I'm fairly sure she was offering to fuck me. "I told her that I was still celebrating my birthday present of a year and a half ago, which she didn't understand at all and I wouldn't expect her to. But then I told her that I was going steady with a girl and wasn't available. I wanted to tell her that she's really attractive and all that but she was gone, looking pissed off and embarrassed before I could say anything more." "Johnny," Diane says, grinning, "I've told you, you're a hunk. I'm surprised more girls haven't come on to you. You're probably right, just for her self esteem, you should probably try and tell her that she's attractive and that you'd be all over her if you weren't already taken. That is, if she'll ever let you get close enough to her to talk to her again." "Don't guys come on to you?" "Oh, sure. Happens all the time. I'm glad I work at a family restaurant where the customers are mostly very nice. At a bar I'd probably have guys grabbing at my ass all the time. Even happens a little now. Most girls figure out ways to fend those guys off all the time. Mostly, I think they don't really expect to succeed, they just need to always try." She's pulling on my cock, trying to work me to being hard again. "If I have to, I tell them that I'm taken, I have a steady boyfriend. Mostly I'd just as soon not tell them anything about me or let them think they know me but if I have to, I tell them that. I know a girl, though, that had a nut case get interested in her and he ended up being a big problem that eventually got the law involved.." With that, she leans down and gets her lips around the head of my cock and starts licking. I grab her butt and pull her around so we can sixty-nine. I love to eat her after we've fucked, she's even juicier and tastier. Her whole pussy is redder and sort of spread open a little, swollen slightly. When we finally finish another cycle, I say, "I never thought about it a lot but I really don't want another girl. Can't even be tempted. So I guess, you're stuck with me." "Johnny," she tells me, smiling, "You said weeks ago that you wanted to marry me. Well, I want to marry you. I sure don't want or need anyone else. I'm looking forward to living the kind of life novels get written about, the white picket fence around our yard to keep our children in and safe. It's a life I've never experienced for real." Life goes on. Roughly a year later, Diane wakes me up, shaking me. "Johnny, we never had sex last night. Are you mad at me or something? Is there something I should be doing?" I kiss her, hold her close and put both hands on her butt, pulling her naked body against mine. "I'm not mad at you. You're not doing anything wrong. We were busy with other things and got sleepy. We're not going to have sex every day of our lives forever and ever. Most people don't. As they get older some may only have sex once a week or so." "I can't believe I will ever settle for once a week. Even if I'm 90," she replies. During this conversation she has hold of my cock, sort of playing with it and urging it up. After that last sentence she leans down and gets her mouth to it and starts giving me one of her great blow jobs. I grab her hips and maneuver her around so I can get my mouth to her. We keep at it until we're both ready and then she jumps around and sits on me and rides me until we both climax. "Maybe this will make up for last night," she says, grinning down at me, "but we're sure not going to miss tonight." More time goes by. I'm now a senior, ready to graduate. I've sent applications for a teaching job to several school districts. I don't really qualify yet but my grades are fine and there's no doubt that I soon will have all the certification needed. I hear back from a school district that's about 600 miles away. I arrange to go there for an interview, which means one night away from home and being in bed with Diane. When I get back, I hear this story from Diane. "One of the other waitresses at the restaurant suggested since you were out of town, I could come with her to a bar that evening, So I did. As soon as I walked in the door I knew it was a mistake. There were three guys there that I've been with before I started with you. There was Mal, the running back on the football team in high school, Jesse, the big, burly lineman from the football team in high school, and Tom, your brother. I figured Mal probably would be o.k. but Jesse is both very big and very dominating, wanting his own way in no uncertain terms. He can be a problem. I sat with Sally, the girl I came with, and had a beer. "Sure enough, Jesse came over and tried to cram himself into the booth next to me, telling me had missed by nice, tight pussy. I told him that I was with someone else now and he should go away but he wasn't about to. "So I got out of the booth and went over to your brother and asked him if he would drive me home. As we left, Jesse was yelling loudly at me. Anyway, Tom dropped me off in front of our place and I went in. In a couple minutes, Jesse was banging on the front door. I quickly told my Mom about what happened. She had me wait just a moment while she went into her room and came out with a shot gun. I didn't even know she owned a shot gun. She handed me the cell phone, had me stand back sort of behing her, and told me that if Jesse started attacking, that I should call 911. "She opened the front door and stood back as Jesse came in. He saw the gun and roared out that he wanted me and right then. My Mom had the gun aimed at him and she said, 'Jesse, this is aimed at your nuts, not your heart. If I shoot, you'll live but you'll never fuck another girl for the rest of your life. And if you don't get the hell out of here and stay away, I guarantee that I'll shoot. You're not getting my daughter.' "He yelled some more but never took a step forward and finally left. I was really scared and amazed at Mom. I told her that I never knew she owned a shot gun. She told me that there's a lot I don't know. Jake, apparently the strong arm at the whore house where she worked long ago, had a shot gun and she said he said the same thing to several guys, drunk and obnoxious. It almost always got them to stop and go away but as he told her, it only works if you're willing to actually shoot. Apparently he did have to shoot a couple times, which made it less likely that anyone would face him again in the future. "I told her that I knew she had been in a whore house but I thought my Dad got her out right away. She said she was working there for three weeks before he ever showed up and took an interest and it took him another week to decide to keep her for himself. After a month as a whore house prostitute she said she couldn't quite understand how she managed to still be so interested in sex. She just managed to separate business from pleasure, she said. "Every once in a while, she told me, you'd get a guy that almost made you think you were lovers. Some even wanted to have oral sex with you, give you an orgasm. But when it came down to it, it was a business. You moved them through so that you could get paid by the next one. Maggie, who ran the place, and Jake, the strong arm, made sure that you never got beat up or physically mistreated. But the whole idea is to make the john cum, move him out and get to the next one. On a busy night you could handle a dozen guys. Your vagina, mouth and hands were just your working tools. Oh, you try to make them think they're special because some of them come back over and over and you want them to pick you. But beneath it all, it was a business. Sex was not all lovey dovey, good feelings. She told me that I'd found a good one and that I better make sure I keep him happy and that moving away from here was exactly what we need to do. This town will never accept us. In fact, she said she should have sold this house and moved somewhere and started over years ago, doesn't know why she hasn't." Anyway, Diane and I are now married. I'm still in that teaching job and like it a lot. We now have two children, first a girl then a boy, and may have more. Diane's Mom moved here and is now married to a lawyer who may or may not know all about her past. Whatever, he seems happy. And Diane and I still have the best possible sex. She never seems to tire from wanting my cock, loves its feel and taste, and I still love eating her to orgasm, getting my face all wet and sticky from her cum. I've learned her orgasms really come from her clit being aroused so I think she really prefers my eating her to fucking her but as much as I love cumming in her mouth, I love the feelings involved in cumming inside her womb even more so we still fuck a lot. Maybe not every day anymore but almost.