My Night at the West Lake Inn, Part 4 and End

“Yes.” I expected us to adjust ourselves into a good fucking position. But Ken plunged his cock into my pussy right away, right then and there, with me flat on my stomach. I wasn’t ready. He lay his torso on my back and thrust into me at a pretty good pace. My pussy was ready for the vigorous thrusting because Ken’s playing with my ass had primed my pussy, had made it very wet. But I wasn’t ready. This was not a position in which I had had sex very often, because I didn’t particularly like this position. But here I was, and I was stuck. I thought that Ken would cum pretty fast because he was so excited, aroused, and hard. I thought I would not need to be in this position for so long that I would become uncomfortable. My body didn’t cooperate. I quickly started to feel an orgasm coming on. A different orgasm, this was a different feeling. My orgasms have been clit-centered. I orgasm from the stimulation of my clit much more than from the stimulation of my pussy. In this position, my clit was not being stimulated very much, if at all. These sensations were coming almost entirely from inside my pussy. I had never felt this before. If this was going to be a pussy orgasm rather than a clit orgasm, I was not ready for it. Ken’s comments and instructions made it worse.

“This feels good! This feels good! This feels good! This feels good, babe, this feels real good! Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. This feels damn good! Damn good! This feels damn good! Oohhhh, … oohhhh, … oohhh, yeah. Come on, babe. Come on, babe. Fuck me back! Fuck me back! Fuck me back! Come on, babe, fuck me back! Fuck me back! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Ooooohhhh, … oooohhhh, … oooohhhh. That’s right! That’s right! That’s right! Fuck me back! Fuck me back! Let me feel it! Let me feel it! Let me feel it! Let me feel you fuck me back! Let me feel it! Let me feel you fuck me back, babe, let me feel it! Let me feel it! Squeeze your pussy, babe, squeeze your pussy! Let me feel it! Let me feel it! Let me feel your pussy! Let me feel your pussy! Let me feel your pussy! Let me feel your pussy! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Let me feel your pussy! Let me feel your pussy! Let me feel it! Let me feel it! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze it! Squeeze it! Squeeze it! Squeeze your pussy! Squeeze your pussy! Ooohhhh! Ooohhhh! Ooohhhh! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh!”

And then I had that pussy orgasm. This was a much different orgasm than I have ever had before. It was not nearly as strong as my previous clit-centered orgasms. It was a deeper orgasm centered inside me, inside my pussy. It felt like a small explosion and seemed to encompass my entire body. It started in my pussy – deep inside my pussy – with the tensing of my pussy muscles and ass muscles. Then it radiated up and down my body. Tension went down my thighs, calves, feet to my toes like a wave. There was not strong muscle tensing like before with my clit-centered orgasms, but it was still very pleasurable. My back muscles, shoulder muscles, and neck muscles all moderately tensed up in this radial succession. The cycle began anew. My pussy muscles and ass muscles tensed up together, somewhat hard, and then relaxed. Very soon after, they did the same thing, quickly tensed up somewhat hard and then relaxed. And then again. And again. And then several more times in slowing succession. This rhythmic tensing and relaxing of my muscles radiated down my legs to my toes and up my back to my neck. All the muscles of my body, literally from my head to my toes, were tensing and relaxing in this wave-like fashion.

What Ken was saying and doing just prolonged them. He kept thrusting into me while saying “Oh yeah! … Oh yeah! … Oh yeah! … Oh yeah, babe! … Oh yeah! … You’re cumming, aren’t you? … You’re cumming, aren’t you? … You’re cumming, aren’t you, babe? … Oh yeah! Keep cumming! Keep cumming! Keep cumming! Keep cumming, babe! Keep cumming! Oh yeah! Keep cumming! And cum strong, babe, cum strong! Cum hard! Cum hard, babe! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Squeeze your pussy, babe! Squeeze your pussy, babe! Squeeze your pussy, babe! Squeeze hard! Squeeze hard! Squeeze your pussy hard! Squeeze your pussy hard! Hard! Hard! Hard! That’s it! That’s it! That’s it, baby! That’s it! Keep squeezing! Keep squeezing! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.”

Despite its relative mildness, it took a couple of minutes for this new type of orgasm for me to subside. Once that happened I was able to catch my breath and gather my thoughts. I thought about why this orgasm was so different. As Ken continued to thrust into me, I concentrated on what I was feeling there. Ken’s cock was pushing against part of my pussy that had never been stimulated before, at least not like this. The front upper part of my pussy, when on my stomach, was getting hit by cock. That was the part of my pussy that I had been taught where the g-spot is located. The orgasm was very enjoyable. But I preferred my familiar clit-centered orgasm more than this g-spot-centered one.

I remembered how I used to masturbate when I first started masturbating. I rubbed my clit against a rolled-up bedsheet. I reached over to the empty side of the bed and tried to gather up the bedsheet. Soon, my hand was knocked away. What happened? Marie did it! She was on the bed! She removed the case from one of the pillows and rolled it up. How did she know what I was trying to do? She moved over to us and, while Ken was continuing to fuck me, made enough room between me and the bed to slip the rolled-up pillowcase underneath me. Then she went around behind us, between our legs, and reached under me. After some fumbling, she was able to pull the pillowcase between my legs so that my clit rested on it. Now the rolled-up pillowcase was in a position in which I could grind myself against it, just like I did when I first started masturbating. The familiar clit stimulation was back. I could feel it. It felt good. My next orgasm would be really good, even great, I hoped.

Except Ken was still fucking me, plunging his cock deep into my pussy. And in this prone position, his cock was hitting my g-spot. I was trying to grind my clit against the rolled-up pillowcase. Ken’s weight on me, and the thrust of his cock, also pushed my clit against the pillowcase. I was getting a really intense feeling in my clit. As well, this g-spot business was not really feeling like a spot to me this time. It felt like a region, a g-region. As Ken’s cock moved deeper into me, I felt the sensation along my pussy, over halfway in, almost three-fourths of the way. I only stopped feeling more of this sensation when Ken had completely filled my pussy with his cock. And Ken was approaching his own orgasm.

“Yeah, baby! Yeah, baby! Yeah, baby! Yeah, baby! Yeah, baby!