Chapter 4

You stand up and grab Mia’s hands. With your help, she rises to her feet, but just stands there steadying herself for a few seconds. “Whoa,” she says, “Give me a sec. I’m a little… wobbly!”

“Oh, was that my fault?”

“Well, I’m blaming you!”

“Gotta admit, I was surprised you stayed on the floor so long. Not so comfortable down there.”

“But so worth it.” She starts to lead you toward the back of the house.

“Awww, you’re too kind.”

“Seriously, Amaru,” she stops and looks at you. “That was… amazing. That was an incredible fuck.”

“That was really hot. Thanks for playing!”

You arrive at the kitchen. You hold your arms out in a “look at this” pose and says in a serious voice, “so, this is the kitchen.” But she finds hard to take you seriously when your standing there naked with your massive dick dangaling in front of her, she tries to stifle a laugh but it bursts out. “This is where the paper towels are kept, in case you need to clean up any spills!” You grab some and wet them, heading toward the front door.

“Clean up on aisle one!” she calls out, following after you.

“You have to help too — it’s partly your… mess.” you hand her some paper towels and she gets on all fours on the floor, exposing her vagina while wiping up blobs and trickles all over the floor. You try to smack her ass again but you miss and hit her in the pussy. "Uhh!" She wimpers out. Her pussy is still wet and you get leftover cum on your hand. “Fuck, how’d that get on the wall?” She giggles. After inspecting, you think you got it all, so you return to your feet. You start to wipe at her with your paper towels, but she pushes you away. “That’s what showers are for.”

“Ohhhh, really?”

“Yep.” you gather up your clothes and you tell her, “grab your stuff, C’mon.” you lead her to the master bedroom, where the two of you lay your clothes on the bed, and she sets her bag beside it.

She heads into the bathroom and turns the water on in the huge glass shower. “If I get you all messy, will you come in with me?” she asks, putting her arms around you.

“Sure.” You pull her semen-glazed body into you.

“Seriously, I’m glad you just grabbed me and did me right there in the entry way. I was so horny in the car.” She hugs you close. “One problem, though.”

You hold her back and look at her, mind racing. “What?”

“We didn’t get to do it with me on top.”

You smile. “Oh, sorry,” you say sarcastically.

“I mean, I would have thought for our first time that I would get to ride you, or squat on you so you could see me bounce up and down on you.”

“And here I was trying to give you the impression I was a gentleman,”

Her face brightens up. “We did do doggie, so there’s that!”

“True, and I fingered you.”

“But no tittyfucking either.” Sad face.

You think for a second. “But… you did have an orgasm.”

She laughs. “Yes, so, bonus points for that!”

“So, you didn’t fake it?”

“Oh, hell no — that was a real live orgasm. As I recall, I helped, but you were a big part of it.”

“Hey, I do what I can.”

“And you…?”

“What?”

“You came too? That was real?”

“Oh yeah… ” you run a finger through the goo on her tits and put it in her mouth. “Can’t fake that.”

“Omigosh!” She fakes a horrified look.

“What?”

“We didn’t do oral either!”

“Wow… we really fucked that up, didn’t we?”

“No shit.”

“I can’t believe, no blowjob, and I didn’t eat you out. What were we thinking? And I didn’t bend you over the couch either.”

“No missionary…” she gives you the sad face again.

“Terrible planning. Maybe we should make a checklist for next time.”

The two of you just start laughing.

“Well, good thing we have the rest of the day,” Mia says. She kisses your lips. “And all night,” she adds, stepping into the shower.