I have never known woman to orgasm like this; she must have come twenty times at least before she spread her legs apart and lay back sighing.
I kissed my way back up her body, reaching her mouth at last. Her hand was already back on my penis, guiding it to her vagina. She raised her legs, crossing her feet behind my hips as I entered her, pulling me into her.
Sensation of penis entering vagina is hard to describe, but roughly is like this: if you are woman, imagine that your clitoris is on tip of your finger. Then, insert your finger into your vagina, and try to imagine that your sensations are not in your clitoris and vagina, but in your finger. It is something like that. And as you keep moving your penis in and out of her vagina, her vagina gets wetter until you feel as though sheath of warm moisture enveloping penis, as though you are fill with pleasure as of womb.
As I pressed my penis into her vagina, Juliana threw her head back and closed her eyes and sighed. This itself is very erotic, made me want to push as deep into her as I can. As I did, she began sometimes thrusting her hips at me and sometimes locking legs behind my back, pulling me closer. Suddenly, she trembled and began clutching me so tightly that later I had bruises on my back with force of her orgasm, while she raise her head and press mouth to mine.
She had come two times when I felt my own orgasm building to climax. I thought I should pull out but she put her hands on my buttocks to pull me closer, walls of her vagina clutching my penis like her hand, and then I felt my semen pulsing out through my penis into her. I think I cried out, I know she did, and then strength in my arms gave out and I collapsed on top of her, feeling her breasts against my chest and her vagina caressing me.
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The next morning, at my insistence, Yuri checked out of his hotel and moved in with me for the remainder of his stay. He painted me several times more, in various poses, for example lying on bed, propped up with pillows, with my legs wide apart; or in the pose of his favourite Venus of Willendorf, my head bowed so as to hide my face while my arms crossed protectively over my breasts. And we had sex so many times that my vagina would have been sore had he been a less experienced lover.
When the emergency evacuation flight finally took place, I dropped him to the airport. We kissed as many times as possible on the way to the airport, and would have stopped for a quick fuck on the way had it been night. But this is not the end for us. When this pandemic is over and international travel becomes easier again, I am going to visit him, and he is going to return to visit me.
It is not as though we’re not going to sleep with other people. By no means. But for once in my life, I have found someone that I would want to keep.
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