The Greatest Lie Part 3

I felt like my insides were melting, as he gently bounced me up and down as I regained my breath. "I love both of these positions," I said. "Can we try any others?" He lifted me, and supporting my back as he went, dropped me into the legs up position for a few strokes. My spine twisted and ached as it recoiled from a few dozen powerful strokes. Compared to the nurturing position that had preceded it, the legs up position seemed crude, barbaric and uncomfortable—OK for a cautious entry, but cruel for real fucking.

He must have sensed this, for soon he lifted one of my legs over his head to my side, and rode me from atop my other leg. I had never felt so trapped and vulnerable, and his penis found new angles and places to probe and excite me. Finally, he rolled me back over onto my tummy.

"Which one did you like best?" "This one," I answered, twisting my tush as he thirsted anew. The rotation through the positions and the varied angles that I had been penetrated made me feel both more relaxed and more fully stimulated. He seemed more rested and his movements were even stronger and more confident. Soon, I felt like my insides were boiling again, and his movements grew ever faster and more intense. Finally, I felt him lose control and begin jerking wildly inside me. He had climaxed. He kept on fucking and stimulating me, but it was no use. Realizing as he drifted into a post orgasmic sleep that I had not climaxed, he whispered "I’m sorry" in my ear. I responded "That’s OK, you were great."

I had sort of missed the feeling of cum spurting inside me and tickling the walls of my intestines. But I did not miss the drip of sticky seed dripping down my thighs and forming a cold wet spot beneath my groin, while pinned beneath a snoring body. I enjoyed Jon’s weight atop me. He weighed enough to make me feel subjugated without being suffocated. I closed my eyes and permitted myself a brief fantasy about being his faculty wife, and serving tea to his students. But before long the fantasy had shifted to my blowing one of the students in the closet while Jon pontificated to the others, and then he woke up and pulled out of me.