Interrupted By A Phone Call (Part 3) – Mad Chaos: December 26, 1998

Milton's Tiny Present

Lastly to come over for the night was Milton who kept himself at the door for a little while as he handed Lyssa her present. Funnily enough I don’t think she opened it but she only placed it on the table near the door rustling the plastic bag it was in.

Thinking it was a big bottle of ‘Cool Water’ cologne for women it was actually very small. So small was this bottle of cologne that Milton bought for Lyssa that you could fill it with two sample tubes of ‘Cool Water’. Milton only stayed for ten minutes as he had a little chat with Lyssa but he basically talked about shit, nothing much to write about.

After Milton Leaves

Upon Milton’s departure it was just Lyssa and I and with this thrill and the urge to put my head between Lyssa’s breasts I did just that. Asking Lyssa to hold still I calmly and slowly placed my nose into the opening of the top to her boobs. Sliding down with my lips into the front of the top I found the bottom part which I think is the bottom strap or the under-wire.

Feeling the urge I tried to pull it out with only my teeth but to my surprise as it was coming out and with Lyssa still content and calm with what I was doing, I accidentally bit her. “Oh fuck” Lyssa yelled out “That hurt.” Backing away with a smile on my face I apologized but we both thought it was funny.

A Serious Chat Beforehand

As time progressed and Lyssa and I sat together on the couch in the deepening night we thought about sexuality. Not sure of the topics conception Lyssa informed me once again that she didn’t want to have sex without a condom. Lyssa knew very well that I didn’t have a condom and Lyssa also knew that she didn’t want to have sex with one but she was saying it to make a point. “Alright then, I guess we’re not having sex tonight” I told her but Lyssa’s mind soon changed its tune when she said “Alright, we will tonight but we’ll have to change later in the future.”

The way I see it, Lyssa and I have been so used to having sex without condoms that the mere thought of that feeling turns us off condoms. Lyssa asked me if I wanted to visit the bedroom for some post coital embraces but I told her in a little. Lyssa got upset because of this but as I followed her to the bedroom that anger was quickly quashed.

Same Old Habits

Last night some great things happened and some usual things happened. The usual were Lyssa telling me not to look when she took her underwear off, the occasional yelling at me because I wanted to change from our usual one position every night and Lyssa commented when I wasn’t going at her desired speed. Last night the continual bloating of Lyssa’s ego in telling me not to do this or not to do that was starting to piss me off.

What fun is sex when you are always doing the same position. Of course it’s going to be fun for Lyssa because she just has to sit back and relax but in the meantime there I am not enjoying myself as much as I would if we changed to some different positions every once in a while.

Nevertheless, Friday night we did do a position where I was kneeling on the floor just off the bed and with Lyssa’s butt only slightly on the bed but practically sitting on me upright (Her legs slightly bent) we rode like that for a while. The slapping of skin was the best part of this new position and what was also good was the fact that I didn’t reap that much stimulation which meant I could last longer and feel better.

Taking It Slowly

Laying under the light sheets I lifted them off Lyssa without hesitation where she had on her bra and G-String for my viewing pleasure. Deciding to take it slow this time around I began softly touching Lyssa on the leg and lightly up and down Lyssa’s leg did my fingers travel. This was soothing for Lyssa I would like to think as my hands continued playing upon Lyssa’s skin.

Getting more intimate with my hands I placed one under Lyssa’s bra and began with her nipple to mould it into hardness within the grip of my hand. With her nipples now erect and my hand running upon her panty line, I urged subconsciously her bra be taken off after five minutes of soft touch. Once that was smoothly taken off and still with our sense of serenity I took off Lyssa’s G-String.

Caressing Lyssa with my hands was no longer as my shaft was rubbing patiently against Lyssa’s clit, teasing the both of us. Every now and again I would place myself into Lyssa edging closer to the center with each attempt. When we finally got a groove going, babe, we finally got a groove going. As I said before Lyssa and I tried a new position but just as I pulled Lyssa to the edge of the bed and we started in that position the phone rang at 10:00 p.m.

A Phone Call Interrupts

To memory I can’t remember who it was but I think it was Devon checking up on Lyssa to see if she was alright. Lyssa wasn’t going to answer the phone but in the end she did. When Lyssa and I got back into the groove we began once again just off the floor and as we built up our groove Lyssa wanted to jump back on the bed to be finished off.

Before we even started having sex and while Lyssa was in her lingerie she told me that the stretch marks on her butt were receding. That made Lyssa less worried about what her butt looked like as she let me have a peek myself to see if the stretch marks were big. Personally I did see some marks on her butt where they should be nothing to worry about. While Lyssa and I were down into business she wasn’t afraid to show herself off too.

Walking Around Unbothered

Lyssa was mostly over the appearance of her butt and felt content in showing me. When Lyssa answered the phone she had a sheet around her but I was fully nude yet still clutching myself for some secrecy. When Lyssa jumped off the phone I bid her to drop the sheet and walk with me around the house in the nude for some fun. Walking back to the bedroom Lyssa dropped the sheet and hand in hand we walked around the house, down the hall and into the kitchen.

As weird as this sounds it didn’t feel that weird but I know most normal people wouldn’t do that, I just thought it was funny. On the way back I wondered if Lyssa would run with me to the bedroom as if I was chasing her but she said she would if I ran in front of her. So that I did and jumping onto the bed I quickly turned around to greet a descending Lyssa.

What I Learned About Pressure

When we finally got back into our groove after the prancing around in the nude and her telephone conversation with only a sheet shielding her from the elements. Lyssa took it upon herself to decide to start fingering herself as she wanted to go off before I did. That caused no threat to me but I learnt one thing that has been in a learning progress.

When I have sex with Lyssa I’m always worried about going off first and for a couple of weeks that was happening frequently. I’ve found out that the pressure of trying to keep myself going longer actually deprives me of longevity in sexual drive and causes me to go off. On the other hand, no matter how close I am to going off, once Lyssa tells me that she’s had her orgasm and that pressure is off in getting Lyssa happy first, my sensation will drop.

If I’m on the brink of climax then I’m still going to go off but as soon as I hear the words “I’ve gone off baby” the relief will cause that climax to prolong for a couple more seconds, like the pressure is now off and you can’t do anything wrong.

This lengthening of my orgasm is what happened last night as Lyssa went off first. I wasn’t even coming close to going off as Lyssa arched her back up in the air which also arouses me and causes me to release prematurely. Nevertheless, Lyssa got her just deserts and I on the other hand could have gone for another half an hour if I wanted to because the pressure was now off.

The Night Winds Down

Despite this Lyssa couldn’t take me inside of her anymore so as I pumped harder to try and get myself to go off Lyssa begged for me to take myself out because it was too much to bear. Once I was out Lyssa took me in her hands and started with her hand upon me. “I don’t want to get it on me this time” she said jokingly, “How about you lie down and get it on you.”

With that I lay down and arching my own pelvis forward to Lyssa’s forceful thrusts upon my penis with her hand I was arriving closer and closer to my great climax. Nearing the end Lyssa really started to pull back and forward with slight intensity and I loved how she pulled me back so the whole of my foreskin was pulled back and then up again. This was great stimulation and when I started going off Lyssa picked up her movement and now jerked harder and with more intensity upon me.

It was just off from hurting me and it was so great a feeling that I had to lie there for a little while. Lyssa didn’t stop with just a couple of movements after I came. It felt as if Lyssa was pulling hard on me because she wanted to try and hit me in the face for a change but maybe I’m just dreaming these thoughts up.