Page 33 of No Strings Attached

She was lost in pleasure and totally unprepared when he stopped kicking, snaked his left arm under her breasts to pull her close, and stood up. The water came just to her nipples, but she couldn’t feel the ground under her feet because of their height difference. Bobby held her easily around the ribs and continued his maddeningly slow stroking below. But he started to move his hips in a minute way, sort of a circular swinging that blew all the circuits in her brain. It was made worse by the fact that his movements were causing little waves in the water that washed up and down over her nipples. She realized that he might have put them at that depth for exactly that reason, so that the waves from his swirling hips would caress her nipples.

She gave in and let her head fall back on his shoulder. Gave in to his cock filling her as tightly as if it had been made for her alone, gave in to his wonderful water-based nipple torture, andgave in to his teasing, clever fingers. But the orgasm that rolled over her didn’t; it rolled and rolled for what seemed like minutes as she shook and arched and cried out. She was dimly aware when Bobby came somewhere in the middle of her climax, but he didn’t let go of her or lose his rhythm with the stroking under the water. He stopped only when her body was still, and they both just panted in silence for a while until Bobby brought them back to their floating position. Within minutes, they had both dozed off.

Vi came awake in a blissful haze of warm water, warm Bobby, and post-coital afterglow. Bobby slid his hands up her arms and began to gently rub her shoulders.

Vi asked, “Was I asleep a long time?”

“No, I only woke up a few moments ago myself. We knocked ourselves out.”

“You knocked me out,” Vi said, shaking her head, “with your deadly, alien sex magic.”

Bobby laughed, “You did have a very long orgasm. And a very different one, it seemed to me. How can that be?”

“We have pleasure centers inside and outside. You know the outside one very well, already. My orgasms vary in location and intensity, but I can have a lot of different kinds.”

“Your sex partners must have been very skilled to help you discover them,” Bobby said, in awe.

“Myformer sex partners have been veryunskilled. I’ve discovered the varieties of my pleasure on my own.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know, with my…hands and…tools.” This was getting a little awkward.

“You mean,” Bobby asked with shock, “you can achieve sexual climax byyourself? Any time you want?!”

“Yes, of course. So can human males, using their hands. You mean you can’t?”

“No,” he said, thoughtfully, “we need to smell the pheromones of female sexual readiness for our cocks to even emerge and engorge. And I don’t know what I’d do with it if it emerged on its own.”

“Whatever felt good, is what.”

Bobby laughed, “Yeah, I guess so.”

“So today,” she said in astonishment, “that was your first orgasm ever?”

“Yes, of course.”

They drifted for a while, before Bobby said, “So do you mean that your previous sexual partners rarely brought you to orgasm? It seemed very easy to me, especially compared to what I’ve heard about Trallian females.”

“Maybe you’re just an exceptional lover,” she teased, thinking that there was more truth to that than she was ready to face.

He snorted, “Yes, the inexperienced Trallian is widely regarded as the galaxy’s greatest lover.”

She twisted her head around and tilted her neck up to try to see his face. He anticipated what she was doing and tilted his head up, out of the water, meeting her eyes. She said, “Listen to me, Bobby: you’re already the best lover I’ve ever had.” She growled in frustration, then added, “And next time, we’re going to do this so that we are facing each other, damnit!”

Fifteen: Your Orgasm Button

Bahbi was speechless andnearing emotional overload. His mind had begun to explode when Vi had ever-so-casually suggested that they mate, and it had never stopped exploding since. She planned on mating with him again, even as they were still joined in the first mating.

His self-doubt tried to rise and serve as counterweight to his joy, but he pushed it aside. Later, he could ponder and work through it all. Now was just what Vi had said, taking this miraculous gift the universe had offered and giving thanks.

Bahbi allowed one last brief thought:next time and facing him! And then he wrapped his arms around her. He widened his legs until they were outside hers, gently pushed her legs together, and locked his ankles over hers. He could feel how the new position changed all the points of contact and sensations shooting through his cock and hoped that the same was true for Vi, before her moan of pleasure confirmed it. Then he craned his head out of the water and put his mouth on her ear.

“Violet…would you…?”

“What, Bahbi?” she asked in a whisper.

“Since we talked about your ability to make self-pleasure, I have thought about seeing you touch yourself. Would you…?” And he took her hands and placed them on her breasts.

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