Page 90 of Pelvic Flaws

My joy turned to dread at his words. Maybe it had always been my fault.

“W-why?” I stammered. “Is it not good for you this way?”

“Fuck yes,” he said, pulling out of me. “It’s too fucking good. I don’t want to cum yet, but I do want to see that wondrous look on your face again, when you do. Prettiest sight I ever did see.”

Joy back with me, I did as I was told and got on my back and had the best, most explosive orgasm I could ever remember – all the time being watched adoringly by Dex, who soon followed me over the edge.

“Dex,” I murmured as we both lay on our backs, breathing heavily.

“Yeah?” he gasped, linking his fingers with mine.

“Do you think you could sleep in the wet patch?”

Dex

I stirred awake as something landed on me; something heavy. Wondering whether Katie had a dog or cat I didn’t know about, I opened my eyes and realized it was Katie’s half of the duvet. Lifting my head, I could see she was stretched out, her hands above her head and one leg bent at the knee, foot on the mattress.

“You okay, Katie Cat?” I whispered into the half-light of the early morning.

“Hot,” she muttered in an agitated voice.

I reached a hand out to touch her arm, to find it was clammy and damp with sweat.

“You need me to get you some water?”

“I’m fine, thank you though.” She turned to face me and I could see her hair was also wet with perspiration. “I’m sorry I disturbed you.”

“Hey, don’t be sorry.” I brushed her damp hair from her forehead. “You’re real sweaty aren’t you?”

“Oh thanks, Dex,” she grumbled, poking me in the chest. “As if I didn’t know with the rivers of Babylon flowing in my cleavage.”

I glanced down at her tits and grinned. They were full, womanly, pushed together and looked amazing.

“I take it they’re a little sweaty too.” I nodded at her chest.

“Yep, there’s a river running between my Babylon’s hence the reference to the shit nineteen seventies pop tune.”

I shook my head. “Nope, no idea darlin’.”

“It doesn’t matter, all that does matter is that I’m hot and sticky and I’ve woken you up.”

“Told you it’s not a problem. Did you get any sleep?”

Katie nodded and then puckered her lips and kissed me. “Yes, thank you. You tired me out.”

I thought about the sex we’d had and felt the need to have her all over again. She’d been a little cautious to start with, unsure of herself and of what she wanted, but she soon let herself go and after I’d given her two orgasms, she returned the favor. It was obvious she was out of practice with giving blow jobs – apparently Carl wasn’t a fan – but that damn t-shirt of hers proved one thing; no way did she have loose lips. It may have been a little clumsy and she scraped my dick with her teeth for one painful moment, but all in all she blew me real good – I saw stars anyway.

“I’m sorry if I was a bit rusty,” she said, my face evidently giving away what I’d been thinking about.

“Nope, no way. Do not put yourself down like that. You were unbelievable. The sex was amazing and the BJ, well after a shaky start, it was fucking awesome.”

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

“Yeah, darlin’, really.”

I was also starting to get hot, so I kicked the covers off myself, pushing them down to the bottom of the bed.

“You’ll get cold,” Katie said, looking down at the pile of covers.

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