Round 1

I rang the doorbell once again, a little more than a month after our first meeting. It is Tuesday morning, still early in my vacation, the week she told me she would be ovulating. The door opens and there is Diana, though not quite how I remember her. Her hair was different, with a little wave in it, her eyes seemed to sparkle a bit more. She obviously put on some make up, more so than she did when we first met.

It was the comfy bathrobe wrapped around her body that caught my attention. It did not go with how her faced looked. She stepped to the side and allowed me to enter, then steered me towards the kitchen, my duffle bag in hand.

I kept following her. As she headed towards the staircase. Then showing me to what is obviously a guest room. "This is where you will be sleeping while you are here." she shows me the bathroom I will be using. "Please put bag in the room and come join me at the kitchen table." Then she walks off.

I stow my bag and return to the kitchen. She is sitting there, drinking a glass of wine. The bottle next to her. I also notice a bottle of lube on the table. My eyebrow lifts as she notices me seeing it, then she extends her hand to the seat across from her. I pull it out and gingerly sit down.

She takes a big gulp of her wine, "I figure if we do this, then we do this. There is a bottle of lube in every room of the house, except the master bedroom and master bathroom. Those rooms are off limits." I nod, understanding completely.

"So, no matter what room I am in, what I am doing, if you are able to perform, you are to, well, to ejaculate inside me." she quickly downs the rest of her glass, then pours another.

"Are you sure that is a good idea. I was not boasting with the amount I ejaculate, there will be a large mess. I don't want to stain anything, or ruin anything." I tell her, making sure she understands.

"We have hardwood floors everywhere. I also removed all the rugs and stored them. As well as covered the bed you are sleeping in as well as all the furniture in plastic. It may not be comfortable, but it will keep everything from getting ruined" taking another pull from her glass of wine.

She then stands up, untying the robe, she shakes it off her body, it crumples to a heap on the floor. There before me is her naked body. Her smooth light skin, tear drop shaped breasts, topped with light pink nipples. Her stomach smooth, as my eyes go down further, seeing her pussy covered in curls, the same color as her hair. Her shapely legs on display.

"I figure, why wear clothes. So, I will be naked, aside from an apron when I am cooking." she smiles down at me. Still staring at her body. My young cock rock hard, ready for action. So, I decide to take that action. She did say whenever I was ready.

I stand up before her and shed my clothes extremely quickly. My rigid member standing straight out before me. I grab her waist and position her against the kitchen table. She gets the idea and hops up, her ass cheeks pressed against the edge, her legs opening up. I see my first glimpse of her pink lips, opening up for me.

I grab the lube, squirting some into my palm, rubbing the length of my shaft, her pussy as well. I feel myself shudder a bit. I move between her legs, my tip notching at her entrance. I thrust hard, my shaft opening her up as I bury balls deep inside her. I suddenly groan, as pain shoots through my body. With all my excitement, I forget for a moment the sensitivity of my massive nuts. Slamming them against the edge of the table did not feel good.

"Are you ok?" a look of concern on her face

"Yes, sorry, I have yet to have sex with anyone since my condition. I slammed into you, causing my balls to slam against the table." I wince again, as I try to position myself.

She winces as well when I mention what is just did, "Please do be careful, we don't need you hurting yourself and not able to perform." she smiles up at me.

I smile back, then feel her pussy tighten around my cock. The feeling sending waves of pleasure through my body, the pain I was experiencing vanishing. I hold onto her thighs and start to slide in and out of her. She lays her body down on the table, her breasts shaking lightly as I slip in and out of her fertile pussy.

My rhythm picks up, my hands tightening around her thighs. My cock starts to throb. I feel the impending rush of orgasm coming forward. I grunt, moan, pant. Her warm hole sending me over the edge a lot sooner than I thought I would.

I bury into her, moaning loudly as my first thick rope of seed shoots into her. The orgasm washing over me. My entire body convulsing with every single shot. More and more cum filling her up, as it starts to leak out. My long orgasm holding me there, keeping me from moving.

The feeling starts to die down, as I feel a final shot penetrate her body. I pull my cock from her pussy. Looking down, I see a puddle already on the floor, as more leaks out of her. I sit down in a chair, panting.