How I learned about No Nut November part 12

Then November 30th arrived.
Joe and I agreed to spend the night at my place. We cooked again, always smiling, winking and smirking at each other. By ten o'clock we were up in my bedroom again, playing cards.
“Ok, how about we raise the stakes?”, Joe asked.
“Sure, what do you have in mind?”
I knew exactly what he had in mind.
“See, midnight is getting closer. How about we continue playing and for every round won, the loser has to take off a piece of clothing. The winner gets to choose what.”
He smirked. He probably felt really clever right now. I smirked and nodded.
We both drew cards for a round of Mau-Mau. It's like Uno but with a standard 36 card-deck. I won the first round, so Joe had to take off his socks.
I won the next round too, even if a little closer, with Joe having only two cards left. This time he had to drop his pants. I smiled as the bulge in his boxers came to light. Joe won the next round and promptly ordered me to take off my bra. I fished it out from underneath my shirt and dropped it next to the bed. The next round was a glorious victory for me. By the time I had put my last card down, he had almost doubled the amount of cards he started off with.
“The boxers now!”, I said, biting down on my lip.
Joe was already in the movement of taking his hoodie off and looked at me, a little perplexed. He had seen most of me by now, but he was actually never fully naked around me, so this was the first time I was going to get to see you know what.
“You sure, Gwen?”
I nodded and almost began to drool, as his fingers slid off his underpants. His dick was swollen. Joe wasn't circumcised and his foreskin only exposed so much of his tip. What I could see, though, was that the tip was already glistening in the dim lights of my bedroom. He had shaved, even his balls. It made me think, whether I should've shaved. Joe and I had talked about it before, and he said it didn't matter to him, but now seeing his smooth skin, I was almost feeling guilty not having done it. When we picked up the game again, his dick was beginning to lose its strength and 'deflated' a little, only to jump right back up again when I lost the next three rounds, also losing my hoodie, my socks, and panties to him. As I handed them over, he kept my panties in his hoodies front pocket, obviously feeling up the wet spot in the front first. Now Joe was sitting there only with a hoodie and his shirt left, while I still had my shirt on, and began to soak my leggings. Before long, Joe was just wearing his plain black shirt, while I had exposed my upper half completely, only wearing my leggings now. It was half past 11 now, so I put the cards aside and crawled over to Joe.
“I don't want to play any longer.”, I whispered, slowly sliding his shirt off. And although he let me, there was still hesitation in his movement.
“I don't want to wait any longer.”
Joe kissed me, yet still brushed me off then.
“Just twenty minutes left.”, he smiled.
“I don't want to wait twenty more minutes.”, I said, cupping his balls.
“How about we start slow?”, Joe proposed while sliding his hands to my chest, beginning to play with my nipple.
He pushed me to the side and climbed on top of me, pinning me by my wrists. Then he brought his lips down to mine and kissed me. I pressed my hips against his, running the meanwhile wet fabric of my leggings along his shaft. Joe began planting his kisses lower and lower, along my jawline and then my neck until he reached my collarbone and eventually my breasts. He sucked and licked my sensitive nipples, flicking them around in his mouth with his tongue. I moaned softly and caressed his back as he slowly began moving further down again. It felt like hours went by before he reached the waistband of my leggings, planting a kiss on every square inch of skin on the way. I closed my eyes as Joe slid the last piece of cloth off that separated us. I felt his tongue splitting my wet folds, gliding along the hot flesh. He almost made me cum then and there, but he stopped and came back up to my face, kissing me deeply. His dick was brushing against my slit, driving me crazy. Then he tried to push himself into me, but I stopped him. I pushed him over and went down on him. Joe didn't even move, so I closed my eyes when I took his dick in my mouth. I sucked on it, licked it up and down, tasted his pre-cum. Then I took one of the condoms and hastily slid it over Joe's shaft, and climbed on top of him. Joe looked like he was about to say something, but I put my hand on his mouth and glided down on his shaft. I saw Joe's eyes roll back and then felt him twitch inside me. Sliding fully down his still pulsating cock, I leaned forward and took my hand off his face, leaving only a finger on his lips to silence him.
“Shhh. It's ok. I know it's your first time and-”
“NO! The condom!”
He almost screamed at me until I noticed. I jumped off him and stood up. Immediately, the lower half of the condom fell down between my feet. Then I reached down and peeled the upper half, that was still halfway in me, out of myself. My hand was covered in semen.
“Shit! Shitshitshit!”
Joe was visibly panicking.
“Relax, big guy.”, I said trying to calm him down.
“What if you get pregnant?”
“I'm on the pill, don't worry.”
I laid down next to him and put my head on his chest. His heartbeat was beginning to slow down again.
“Not ready to be a dad yet, huh?”, I jokingly asked.
“Come here, gimme a kiss, it's alright.”
I kissed him.
“Oh Gwen. Sorry…”
He looked me up and down, seeing the mess between my legs.
“Oh, shit! Sorry.”, he then seemed to realize that all this began just mere minutes ago and buried his face in his hands, hiding his face.
“Sorry- Sorry, about how it went”, came from in between his fingers, and then, “And the mess…”
There was a thick layer of his batter covering my inner thighs now, running down my legs and pooling on the blanket. It was actually quite a lot.
“It's alright.”, I said, caressing his pelvis.
“You know… We can always go for a second try.”, I suggest while guiding my fingers down to his cock again. He nodded slowly and gave me a kiss.
“But slower, okay?”
I swung my leg over him and slid down his stomach, leaving a glistening trail. Slid down until I felt Joe's dick poking my butt. He guided himself to my entrance and pushed just the tip inside, before grabbing my hips. Now he was in control, pushing me down on himself as he filled me up. As we got into a more steady and faster growing rhythm, I began to moan. After about three minutes, he asked me if it was ok for him to cum. I just said “Yes, of course” and began to move my hips independently of his hands. After another hot minute he grabbed my hips, held me steady and thrust himself into me, making me gasp as I felt him shooting his load into me. When his grip loosened, I slid forward slightly, making his dick flop out and against my butt. Then I felt another two shots of warm liquid landing on my back. I swear to god, I've never been covered / filled with this much cum before. My eyes met his when I reached down, feeling the sticky mess.
“One month worth of waiting.”
I smiled with a devious smile, but then noticed that Joe had his eyes closed, his chest rising up and down in a smooth rhythm. He was obviously sleeping, so I leaned down and gave him a kiss.
“Sleep well, big boy. You earned it.”
I climbed off him. His dick was still semi-erect. The mess on his lower half was almost as bad as on / in mine, so cleaned him up quickly. I'm ashamed to admit that I licked his dick clean, while simply using wipes for the rest, but the way Joe twitched while my tongue gathered our mess was making it worth for me. Even tho I felt like I just 'assaulted' a sleeping man.
When I was done, I took a quick shower to clean up. But as I exited the shower, I still noticed semen running down my legs. Taking a sheet of toilet paper, I quickly wiped it up and got back to Joe.
I fell asleep cuddled up to him.