Ten Long

"James?"

 

"Yes, love".

 

"Would you like to try something?" 

 

"What kind of "something"?"

 

We're in bed, just woken up. You're lying on your back, your arms crossed behind your head. I'm lying on my side, facing you, my head propped against my right hand.

 

"Well, I was reading this article about this tantric sex thing..."

 

You are instantly alert.

"

Hmmm? Do say more..".

 

"Well, rather than explain, how about we just give it a try and you let me know what you think."

 

"Well, ok then!"

 

I pull the sheet off both of us. Just that little exchange has made you semi-hard.

 

"OK, You just lay there."

 

I bend over you and gently take your cock in my hands. Getting harder. I moisten my lips and slide your glans into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around you, tracing the ridge. And then slowly descend until I have engulfed you, deep into my throat. (Thank god for no gag reflexes here!). I come back up and give you a few long, slow drags. You're ready. And panting. 

 

"What do I need to do?"

 

"This time, nothing. .Just lie there."

 

I straddle you, and guide your cock to the mouth of my pussy. I'm so wet. I slide myself over your head, mingling our juices. I position you, and then slowly lower my body until you're completely inside me. I pause. I like this angle. We can watch the expressions that flit across our faces as we make love. You reach up, touch my breasts. Fingers graze my nipples, which are already hard. I shudder.

 

"OK, this is how it goes. We follow a count of ten. First ten short strokes. Then nine short and one long. And so forth. Hopefully we make it to ten long strokes..."

 

I grin.

 

"Ready?"

 

You nod. Judging by the look on your face and the feel of your cock, we're not going to make it to ten long...

 

I begin.

 

Carefully, your cock is just at my entrance. I lower myself slowly so that just your head enters my body, is gripped by my lips. I do this ten times.

 

Dear god....

 

Again, this time nine times barely slipping in and out. On the tenth, I slide all the way down, focusing intently on feeling every inch of you until you are so deep within me your head bumps my cervix. I let slip a gasp. Maybe I won't make it to ten either. 

 

Again, eight short, two long. Each time as we advance, tension is building in both of our bodies. I'm having a hard time concentrating. I think briefly, this is why it's only ten. An if it were anymore complicated, I turn into a blithering idiot. 

 

The short strokes are just a tease. A set up. For the long, deep ones.

 

Breathing hard now. I can feel the orgasm building in me, like a wave. As it builds my pussy tightens around you.

 

Short, short, short, long, long, long, long,...

 

I cry out. I gasp. Ripples of contractions course through me, around you. I try to stay focused on my movements. It isn't easy...

 

...long, long, long...

 

You groan, and buck up against me, which drives you even deeper and sets off another wave of contractions within me. 

 

I'm making noises I didn't even knew existed. 

 

You're grabbing me hips, pulling hard against you as you climax. I feel your cock pulsing.

 

As our passion subsides, I collapse on top of you, you still inside. We're slick with sweat. 

I'm instantly cold. You pull the sheets up around us. I roll off and we lay facing each other. Were both a little out of breath.

 

"Well?"

 

"Not bad. Might need a bit more practice tho...didn't make it to ten, did we?"

 

I grin at you, "Practice!"

 

"Coffee?"

 

"In bed?" 

 

"Of course.  You lean toward me and kiss me gently on the lips."