A Hero's Reward (13 page)

His fingers stroked her inner thighs
now. She squirmed lightly under his touch but settled down when he
used a bit more pressure. He moved down her body farther, stroking
her calves. When he reached her feet, he massaged the soles for a few
minutes and then began to work his way back up her body. He paused at
the level of her hips, noting that he considered them well
proportioned to the rest of her. Despite the fact that she looked
small beside him she really wasn't, she was probably average height
for a woman. He preferred a woman with large hips and a little bit of
meat on her. Margaret's hips qualified although she was slightly thin
for his normal preferences. He'd had enough of the androgynous types
before he married Emily and discovered that he preferred his woman
barely on the thinner side of what most people would call plump.
Margaret wasn't quite in that category, but he was certainly willing
to make an exception in her case.

After running his hand up and down the
definite slope from her hips to her waist and back, his hands moved
inwards once more. When they reached her pubic hair they went upwards
this time. He'd found that quite a few woman had a very sensitive
spot running between the surface of the skin and the muscle that
formed the delineation between the pubic area and abdomen. It was
almost as though the nerves from the clitoris ran close to the
surface of the skin there. He didn't know if that were the case but
he did know that the reaction to stimulating the area was close to
the reaction from stimulating a clitoris. As he rubbed firmly against
that area on Margaret he discovered that she was one of those women
with the sensitive area. The reaction was almost identical to when he
had rubbed her clitoris earlier on.

He continued to use one hand on her
there and shifted himself around to get his head between her legs
again. This time he knelt between her legs, spreading them so he
could bow his head and get his tongue back to her pussy. As his
fingers continued to circle around just below her abdomen his tongue
began to stroke her labia again. She was very wet now and he could
taste her juices with every stroke of his tongue. His free hand crept
to her clit hood and pushed it back again. He stroked his tongue up
and down her labia, continuing on upward to her clitoris on each
upward stroke. Once her breathing began to quicken again he moved his
mouth up. Placing his lips against her clitoris, he kissed it. His
tongue flicked out between his closed lips to lightly tap against her
clitoris. After a minute or so of that he parted his lips the
slightest bit. Pressing them tightly to her skin, he sucked in
gently. Drawing her clitoris into his mouth slowly had Margaret
writhing on the bed again. He needed to move his top hand from its
ongoing task in order to to keep her from squirming out of contact
with him. Finally he applied more suction and drew her clitoris
farther into his mouth, his lips squeezing tightly against it to keep
it from sliding back out.

Margaret was muttering something now
but he couldn't make it out. It sounded like she was repeating
gibberish over and over and soon the muttering changed to moans and
groans as her back arched once again.

Greg had been waiting, and hoping, for
that. As she orgasmed for the second time that evening, he slid his
knees up beneath him and edged forward. His erect cock was right in
front of her pussy now. He edged forward a bit more so that it
touched her lightly. Even through her orgasm she noticed and her arms
reached for him. She leaned upright a touch to get her hands on his
waist and tried to pull him forward. He got the idea that she was
somewhat eager:

“Lie back again Margaret, I've
got it.”

He pushed against her and the tip of
his cock slid into her pussy. She was a tight fit for him already and
he was barely inside of her. He continued pushing until his whole
cock head was inside of her and paused. Looking at her face he saw
the same dreamy look as earlier. As he continued to push and force
his way inside of her the look stayed mostly intact although he did
notice a wince here and there. She didn't say a word though so he
continued his penetration of her.

Greg made it just over halfway inside
of her before he just couldn't get his cock any farther into her the
way he had been trying. He gave up on the gentle pushes and began to
stroke. He drew back and drove in, gentle at first but increasing in
pressure as he continued. He knew his cock was larger than most other
guys' but then again so was the rest of him. His cock was a little
bit longer than average but had a much bigger girth than most others.
So as he continued to stroke he wasn't too surprised that he was only
getting a little farther in with each thrust. What did surprise him
was that as he continued to thrust, he continued to get a little
deeper into her with each and every stroke. At the current rate it
was going to take him five minutes or more to get all the way inside
of her but he was willing to wait.

Once Greg had his cock far enough
inside of her that his head could reach her chest he leaned forward
to suck on her nipples as he continued to thrust in and out of her.
Her nipples were now very large and very firm. He wanted them in his
mouth desperately. Once he had them there he suckled, nibbled, licked
and stretched them with his mouth, teeth, and tongue. Margaret was
lying still and he worried about that. He drew his mouth from her
nipples to ask:

“Margaret are you okay?”

“Oh yes, very much so.”

“You don't have to stay still if
you don't want to. If you feel like pushing or think something would
feel good, go ahead and do it.”

“Are you sure? He always used to
yell at me when I tried to help.”

“I'm sure, I'm not him, not like
him, and I never will be.”

A moan greeted his last reply and he
could feel her pushing her hips towards his cock, trying to force it
deeper inside of her.

His statement seemed to have broken
another chain for Margaret and she became very active beneath him.
Her arms reached out and she ran her hands over his chest and then
around him so she could run them down his back. Now that she wasn't
trying to force herself to stillness she was more responsive than
Greg had anticipated. When he bowed his head to suck on her nipples
again, her hands went to the back of his head and her fingers locked
into his hair. She still wasn't loud but now the sounds coming from
her were wholehearted and didn't sound as though she were trying to
hold anything back.

Greg continued to thrust in and out of
her. When she had let herself go, she had also loosened up a touch
and he had managed to get most of his cock inside of her. As he had
continued to thrust he'd finally managed to get it all of the way
inside. His head was held to her breast and he wasn't going to try to
break her grip so he continued what he was doing. It surprised him
when she pulled on his head. She moved him to her other breast and he
was thrilled to see her taking some initiative.

“Greg, do you want to do anything
else, or just take me like this? I'm loving this but if you get tired
or anything I could get on top of you. Freddy had me do that
sometimes when he was feeling lazy. With him I didn't like it very
much but I'm guessing it might be different with you. There are other
things that I do know how to do also that I'd be willing to do for
you if you wanted.”

Greg raised his head from her breast,
his lips stretching her nipple out as he did so. He opened his mouth
and her nipple snapped back to her breast.

“That sounds tempting. I'd be
able to see you better on top of me, but I'm good so far at least.
What other things are you talking about and are they things you
enjoy?”

“Well I could take you in my
mouth, Freddy just always treated it like he was pumping away on me
down below, just in my mouth instead. But I read about how to do it
without the man having to do that and would be willing to try that on
you. He also took me in the other hole down there, when he told me he
didn't want to risk me getting pregnant again but he was going to do
me anyhow. I could tolerate that for you if you wanted.”

“If you aren't sure if you'll
enjoy them and we know you enjoy this then let's stay with this for
now. If you want to, we can try those things some other time.”

“Alright, if you're sure. You've
given me a lot of pleasure already and haven't gotten any yourself.”

“Not true, I told you I enjoy
doing the things I'm doing to you and I really do. I haven't cum yet,
but I will. I'm just trying to hold back to make it better for you,
although that isn't going to last very much longer. It has been a
really long time since I've been with a woman and my control isn't
what it used to be.”

“Okay, well don't hold yourself
back on my account. You've already given me two orgasms tonight,
which is two more than I had ever had before, so...”

Greg admitted to himself that she had a
point. He also admitted to himself that he wouldn't be able to hold
out much longer in any case. So, he sped up his thrusts. He tried to
raise his head and she regretfully loosened her grip on his hair. He
knelt between her legs again to free up his hands. As he continued
thrusting in and out of her, he sent one hand to a nipple to play
with it more. The other went to her clitoris and began a vigorous
stimulation of it. Anything he could think of that would get her
going more without hurting her. He wanted her to orgasm once more so
they could cum together. He strained to hold out just a little longer
when he heard her breath speeding up again.

Once the tiny little moans started
coming from her mouth he was close to losing it. He drove into her
more forcefully now, he was committed and was going to cum shortly.
He wanted her to join him in orgasming though. He knew he wasn't
going to make it, she wasn't close enough yet. But when he buried
himself deeply inside of her and his cock began to spasm as he came
inside of her, her breath quickened once again, she let out a loud
moan, and then started quivering and shaking herself. She could feel
him cumming inside of her and that had been enough to set her off.
They fed off of each others orgasms, her pussy clenching his cock,
which would cause him to spasm more, his spasms causing her to clench
again, for several minutes before they slowed and eventually stopped.

When they had finally finished cumming
together, Greg stretched out alongside of her. He edged in until they
were flesh to flesh all along the length of their bodies. Margaret
turned on her side and snuggled back against him. Greg wrestled with
the covers to get them over the two of them, then settled back in
against her, his arm wrapping around her seemingly of its own accord.
They drifted off to sleep and his last thought before drifting off
was:

The sex was great but this is better. I may have been able to
go without the sex all this time with no problem but the intimacy
and snuggling, those I missed without even realizing it.

Greg woke earlier than normal in the morning, despite not having
turned his alarm on, with Margaret gently shaking his arm. He opened
his eyes and looked around.

“Here Greg, take these and then go back to sleep until you'd
normally wake up.”

Margaret was holding out a pair of his painkillers and a glass of
water. He took them and washed them down with the water.

“You go back to sleep for a while now, I'm going to go down
and make breakfast. I figured out how to turn your alarm on and it
will go off in another hour. I'll have breakfast ready when you get
up.”

Greg shook his head, processing what she had said. Then he
adjusted his position so he was comfortable again and tried to go
back to sleep. After a few minutes he acknowledged to himself that he
was having problems getting to sleep because Margaret was no longer
snuggled up with him. Evidently snuggling as a habit had returned in
force immediately after a single recurrence. He finally managed to
get back to sleep by rolling over to the spot she had slept in,
surrounding himself with her scent. From then it seemed only moments
until the alarm went off.

Greg got out of bed, noticing that the pain pills had kicked in.
He felt almost normal, despite the soreness in his back only an hour
earlier. He rolled out of bed and got dressed. He followed the scent
of coffee down the stairs and into the kitchen. Margaret was just
finishing up cooking a batch of pancakes and the smell of pancakes
and sausage mixed nicely with the odor of coffee.

He sat down to a steaming cup of coffee and started sipping. After
a few drinks he felt much more awake and started in on the plate of
food Margaret set in front of him. Once he had demolished an entire
plate of pancakes and sausage, along with his first cup of coffee, he
was much more alert.

He finally took a good look at Margaret:

“Wow, you look incredible. What a wonderful way to wake up.”

She was wearing the purple outfit they had purchased the day
before. The only clash was that she was wearing white socks and the
sneakers they had gotten her. That outfit, as she wore it, reminded
him of a fifties poodle skirt outfit. It was a very good look for
her.

“What, the breakfast? You could always have made something
like this in the microwave.”

“No, waking up to see you looking like that. That outfit
looks very good on you. You're very attractive, you realize that
don't you?”

Margaret blushed and the beaming smile made its way to her face
again.

“I know I'm not, but I'm very glad that you think so.”

“Go and look in a mirror woman, you're very easy on the
eyes.”

“I'm thirty years old and my body sags in spots. I think
that takes me out of the attractive category.”