Lola Chapter 2

I think I dozed off. Sure enough, I noticed her getting out of bed and I could vaguely hear the chatter of the shower. But I didn't feel completely on board until she came back into my bedroom, a towel wrapped over her hair and wearing a minimal kimono. Not least with two glasses of cool rosé wine.
- You are welcome
- Thanks!
She looked at me smiling.
- Shall we toast?
- Sure. For what?
She thought for a moment.
.- A toast to pleasure, I think. Hedonism. The devotion to unbridled pleasure.
- I drink that. Cheers, Lola
Cheers Johan. For us.
- For us. And the hedonism we will indulge in.
Lola beamed at me. I fell a little in love. Not so little, by the way.

We slept together in my big bed that night. I must have dreamed something nicer because I woke up in the middle of the night with a really hard cock. Lola was sleeping on her side, facing away from me and it was the easiest thing in the world to push my cock against her asshole. She rubbed and pushed back. Her anal inside was still sticky from all my cum so it slid in without the slightest resistance. I wanted to sleep like that. My cock deep inside my lover. In her ass. But she started her pinching exercises again. No jerking, just a regular hug. I reached my right hand over her waist and found her hard cock. I closed my hand around it and slowly pulled back and forth.
- Oh Johan. This is love.
We stayed like that for quite some time. I felt it build inside me at the same rate as I felt her cock throbbing. We were completely in sync. And accordingly, it worked for us at the same time. I felt a stream of her hot jizz on my hand as I climaxed up her bowels in another enema. This time we both fell asleep before I slipped out.