LoveMachine by Electra Shepherd Page A

plunged into her, immediately all the
way up to the hilt. So hard and thick and long that she swore her eyeballs
bulged.
    “Fuck,” said Blue in quite a normal voice. Through the haze
of pleasure she tried to open her mouth to ask what he meant, why he was
swearing when he’d never sworn before, if it wasn’t okay for him because good
God, it was the most extremely incredible feeling she’d ever had, but then he
tightened his grip on her ass and pulled her upward, nearly all the way off
him. And then, almost savagely, back down.
    “Ahh,” Cally gasped, her words forgotten, her body beginning
to tremble already, just with those two strokes in, with an impending orgasm.
Her thighs clenching on him as he pulled her back up again for another
onslaught and then, as quickly, back down. All of him. Buried inside. The long,
hot, stiff length of Blue. Knowing she was out of her mind, that this was
better than she’d ever even imagined, she kissed him as he pushed even deeper.
    His eyes flickered bright and dark. Against her lips he
uttered a long, low sound and his body shuddered. She could feel it deep inside
her. Inside the embrace of her arms and legs, inside the embrace of her cunt,
Blue shook and went rigid and then he fell backward, taking her with him onto
the bed.
    She landed on top of him with a thump, bashing her nose
against his cheek. His eyes were out.
    “Blue!” She raised herself up as best she could and shook
his shoulders. “Oh not again.”
    Inside her, he was beginning to soften. Even unerect, he
stretched her in all sorts of delightful ways. But his hands were still locked
on her butt and one of her legs was trapped underneath his inert body, quite
painfully. If he needed help, it was going to be hard work for her to get free.
    “Blue,” she said and shook him again. Nothing. She kissed
his nose and his eyes. She slapped lightly on his cheek. She tried squeezing
him with her pussy muscles.
    At that, his eyes flickered on.
    “I am so, so sorry,” he said immediately, rolling aside so
her leg was set free and they were lying side by side on the bed. “Oh Cally, I
apologize.”
    “It’s okay, Blue. I’ve seen it before.”
    “You’ve seen it before? This is common?”
    “It happened once, remember?” she said, thinking it was odd
she had to remind him of something. Maybe it was the aftereffects of the
orgasm. “I knew you would come around in a minute. And my leg’s fine too.”
    “But I climaxed way too quickly. And you didn’t climax at
all. Is that truly common?”
    “Blue! As if I would care. As long as you’re okay,
everything’s good.”
    “But—this wasn’t the way I had planned it. I lasted exactly
twenty-eight-point-oh-seven seconds. It wasn’t a mutually satisfying
experience.”
    “Believe me, it was satisfying. I’ve never felt a cock like
yours.”
    “But you did not have an orgasm.”
    “There are other things than orgasms. And you were a virgin,
after all.” She stroked his cheek.
    Blue brightened. “I am not a virgin anymore.”
    “You certainly aren’t.”
    “But my performance hardly seems adequate.”
    “Maybe we can do it again after you’ve recovered.”
    “Recovered?”
    “Yes, you know, after you’ve had a bit of a rest and—” All
at once, his cock was thick and fully hard inside her again. “Oh.”
    “It was even more pleasurable than I had anticipated,” Blue
told her. “I thought I had fully analyzed the steps from initial arousal to
completion but actually feeling your mouth on me, and then your vagina, appears
to have short-circuited the process, in a way of speaking. I went almost
directly from arousal to orgasm.”
    “You blew your wad too soon.” She wriggled experimentally,
twining her leg around his. Wow. Just…wow.
    “I do not in fact ejaculate semen but the idea is the same.”
    Cally shook her head and put her palms on either side of
Blue’s face. “Okay, Blue, we’ve got to work on this vocabulary of yours.
‘Vagina’