Maggie Realizes My Fantasy

"Maybe you should have."

"Why?"

"Because we could have maybe done it earlier."

I realized she had no issue with my fantasy and, indeed, had enjoyed it. I kept playing with her tits and cunt and she kept squeezing her legs together and pushing back ever so slightly into me.

"Well," she said after a few moments, "it's still full."

It took me about two seconds to realize what she'd said. I increased the pressure of my fingers on her cunt and then slipped two fingers inside her. She was wet and made sure my fingers were rubbing her clit.

"I'm a bit sensitive so take your time," she said.

I rolled her over onto her back and she instinctively raised her knees and opened her legs. Her cunt was open and I could see that the small swatch of her above her slit was matted with dried cum -- Paul's and mine -- and her several climaxes. I got up on my knees and slowly slipped my cock into her. She was wet around the entrance but as I slipped my cock further in I could feel the remnants of sticky cum. She was so warm inside.

"You're so slippery," I said as my cock slowly went backwards and forwards, in and almost out of her cunt.

"I told you I was still full, didn't I," she responded, put both her hands on my ass and pulled me tighter against her. "You like it, don't you?"

"I do," I said and pushed my cock slightly harder into her.

I was rapidly approaching a climax and she sensed that, pushing harder into me and opening her legs a little wider. I couldn't hold back any longer and with a more assertive thrust I exploded inside her, adding my fresh cum to what was already there. She came just a second later, not the strong muscle contractions she'd had hours before but enough for me to know I'd brought her to a climax.

"You're awesome," I said as I slowly came down from my sexual height. "No one else is like you and I love you so much."

We stayed locked in each other, hands gently caressing and exploring, just enjoying the moment and the memories of the night before.