Ravioli That Refused To Thaw (Part 2) – Mad Chaos: December 30, 1998

Ravioli Takes Forever

When our little conversation was over and the television that we were watching was over (Which I now remember as being a show about tornadoes and weather) we were eager to watch the movie. Before the movie was put on I made my way to the kitchen to have something to eat and finding myself some Ravioli in a huge container I placed it in the microwave to thaw out. For ten minutes I allowed it to sit and it started pissing me off because it was still cold.

Another ten minutes did I place the Ravioli in the microwave and after an extra fifteen minutes in there the Ravioli was decently ready. While in the kitchen Lyssa showed me the four G-Strings that she bought, two of them being shoe-string thin. Two of them were the same being only different in color, one blue, one black.

Then there was the two other G-Strings, one being white and the other being blue and lacy for Lyssa’s comfort. Asking Lyssa if she would try them on for me later she told me that it would be fine. While I was at it I asked Lyssa if she wanted to have a bath together later in the night using some new bath fizzy stuff she got for Christmas. Lyssa once again acknowledged that it would be a good idea and in my head I was wondering why Lyssa was being so accepting towards my ideas and thoughts because she even wanted to get garter belts and a corset.

Dinner On The Floor

Heading back to the lounge room with my microwave heated food I sat on the ground to eat as Lyssa lay on the lounge turning on the movie. Still naked I had a towel around myself so that I would be totally susceptible to Lyssa’s wandering glare. After fifteen minutes I finished my food and making my way to the lounge where Lyssa was patiently waiting my arrival she informed me that her eyes were starting to get tired.

Starting to tire more through the movie I realized that we would probably have to drop having the shower for this one night. When the movie was finished Lyssa told me that sleep wouldn’t be that bad of an idea but I knew she wanted to get down and dirty. Talking about our options I ruled out having a shower together until another night but asked Lyssa if she would still put on her four G-Strings for my viewing pleasure. Lyssa was happy to show off her new lingerie and with that we headed to her mum’s bedroom where we would eventually sleep.

A Private Fashion Parade

Stripping down to just her bra and underwear for a better assessment she asked which I would like to see first. Starting with the comfortable G-String of Lyssa’s I wanted to save the best for last, the shoe-string G-Strings. One by one Lyssa put them on for me stripping each time at hand’s distance while I courteously looked away as Lyssa was shy of her body.

Even though I say that last comment about Lyssa being shy I have learnt over the past couple of days that Lyssa has really come out with the acceptance of her body. For Lyssa to finally show me her butt once again knowing that it has minor faults is a miracle within itself but the fact once again that Lyssa wanted to buy a corset and her point of stripping in front of me was open enough.

Lyssa wasn’t even afraid to have a bath with me and Lyssa and I had a shower together that night after our exploits. While Lyssa was changing from G-String to G-String she revealed to me for the first time in the night that she was thinking of buying that Corset and Garter Belt set from Bras n Things if she was with me instead of everyone else. That could have happened if I had stayed over Lyssa’s house on Sunday night. Maybe that’s the reason for Lyssa’s change, maybe it’s the fact that she stayed at her house by herself but then again, I think Lyssa’s attitude towards her body changed before that.

Closer In The Bedroom

When Lyssa tried on the fourth G-String which I loved the most we lay down with smiles on the bed and still chatting I started running my hand over Lyssa’s body. This was subconscious for a while until I made Lyssa more aware by running my hand into her bra and pulling her out enough I began to kiss upon her nipple. Her rising was quick and with that I slowly guided my other hand over Lyssa’s lascivious body towards her other domain.

Instead of getting into too much rowdy detail this time around I’m just going to simplify the courting process to save me future humiliation. Stripping Lyssa of her bra and then of her underwear I told her to close her eyes and as she did I kept stroking Lyssa gently along her body line. In my thoughts I knew I wanted to go down on Lyssa and surprise her with her eyes closed and as I diverted her attention to my hands I done my deed. Lyssa had her eyes open some of the time and she knew I was going down on her but still, she was pleased.

For some time I started pleasing Lyssa orally and after ten minutes of my tongue fluctuating Lyssa told me to stop otherwise she would go off. Making my way up to meet Lyssa’s eyes, my body being held up by my sturdy arms and my libido ready for action. Lyssa informed me that she was still hurting from her peeing problem of two or three days ago and feeling sympathetic I told Lyssa that I would go back down on her if she wanted me to.

My plan was for me to make Lyssa go off and then for her to finish me off in which way she thought possible. Starting once again with my mouth and penetrating tongue I lightly flicked at a distance and then right upon her until Lyssa arched her back and gave me the signal with her vibrating body that she was having her long awaited orgasm. When Lyssa was done she needed her ‘After Orgasm’ space.

Falling Asleep Late

When Lyssa was done reminiscing upon the moment she took me into her hand as is what usually happens if sex is not imminent. Somehow Lyssa ended up being on top of me probably because her hand was getting tired. As Lyssa lay on top of me I placed myself behind Lyssa to rub up and down the wetness of what had climaxed.

While this kept happening I was surprised of how wet it was and noticing that Lyssa was panting I gathered she was enjoying it. For this reason I thought to try and give Lyssa another orgasm and asking Lyssa if she was enjoying it she couldn’t help but to let out a shriek of words warning me that she’s been in discomfort ever since I placed myself back there.

It seems that the wetness I was sensing was me actually penetrating Lyssa and once I found out the reality I took myself out of Lyssa because she was in pain. When that was done Lyssa took me in her hand once again and it wasn’t too much longer that I went off. The only reason Lyssa didn’t say anything about her discomfort was because she wanted me to enjoy myself and go off but I was too busy thinking about Lyssa’s pleasure of going off again than mine and it didn’t work out.

All in all our sexual experience for the night was pretty great and because of that onslaught of energy utilized both Lyssa and I lay to rest. Thinking that I was going to jump out of bed anytime soon after Lyssa fell asleep I was wrong. I think the only time that I jumped out of bed was to turn the television off and soon after that my eyes became tired and I went to sleep beside Lyssa. The time was 1:30 a.m. when Lyssa and I eventually got to sleep.