Flexibilty and Stamina

We met at lunch,  
In the coffee shop,  
In the strip-mall.  
 
There was a crowd;  
Tables were all taken,  
I was alone,  
Offered her a seat,  
At mine.  
 
By the way she was dressed,  
I guessed she had come from yoga.  
 
She said yes,  
She’d been studying yoga,  
For several years;  
Good for flexibility,  
And other things.  
 
She commented on my running shorts,  
I answered that I had been walking,  
That I walked at least 10,000 steps a day,  
Every day;  
Good for cardiovascular stamina,  
And other things.  
 
She was quiet,  
Sipping her coffee,  
Picked at her lunch.  
 
I was quiet,  
Sandwich was finished,  
Nibbling at my cookie,  
Sipping my coffee.  
 
Tentatively,  
I ask,  
“How flexible?”  
 
She replied,  
“Very.”  
 
And ask,  
“How much stamina?”  
 
I answered,  
“Lots.”  
 
And added,  
“Shall we?”  
 
She stood,  
Said,  
“My place,  
Follow me,  
In your car,  
Park next to mine,  
In the garage.”  
 
She opened the door,  
Between the garage,  
And house --  
It opened to the kitchen.  
 
I stepped through,  
Turned to her,  
She was bare to the waist,  
Removing her pants --  
Kicked her shoes aside.  
 
My t-shirt was off quickly,  
As were my shorts --  
Before I could bend to remove,  
My shoes,  
She was on her knees removing them.  
 
As she knelt,  
Removing my shoes,  
My erection,  
Poked her,  
In the face.  
 
With no hesitation,  
She took it into,  
Her mouth --  
With skill,  
That showed both,  
Skill,  
And promise,  
Of what was to follow.  
 
With my hands gripping her hair,  
I tried to guide her mouth.  
 
With her hands --  
One stroking my cock,  
Between moving it in-and-out,  
Of her mouth;  
The other caressing,  
Messaging,  
Fondling my balls;  
She didn't need any guidance from me.  
 
My stamina was being,  
Strongly tested.  
 
I used my hands,  
Still gripping her hair,  
To pull her to her feet.  
 
My mouth found hers;  
My hands shifted from gripping hair,  
To tweaking nipples.  
 
Her hands still,  
Played with my cock,  
Played with my balls.  
 
I moved one hand,  
From her nipple,  
To her crotch,  
Stroking her pussy lips,  
Fondling her clit.  
 
My other hand,  
Continued,  
Enjoying her nipples;  
First one,  
Then the other,  
And back to the first.  
 
I moved my mouth from hers,  
To her left nipple,  
Then to the right,  
And back again --  
Sucking,  
Nibbling,  
Arousing,  
Until her nipples,  
Were erect,  
Stiff,  
Swollen.  
 
While continuing,  
With my hand,  
To fondle,  
Her pussy lips,  
Her clit,  
And,  
To stroke,  
Within her cunt.  
 
I backed her to the kitchen table,  
Until her butt was against its edge;  
Used both hands to lift her,  
Until her ass slid onto the table;  
Used my hands to separate,  
Widely separate,  
Her legs,  
And said,  
"Its time,  
Guide me in."  
 
Her answer was quick,  
Delivered between panted breathes,  
"Not",  
"Yet",  
"Bedroom",  
And nodded toward the hallway,  
Across the kitchen.  
 
As I lifted her from the table,  
She lifted her legs,  
Locked them around my waist,  
High enough that my cock,  
Rubbed along,  
Between,  
Her pussy lips,  
But too high,  
To enter between them.  
 
As I walked,  
Carrying her,  
Across the kitchen,  
To the hallway  
Down the hall,  
Through an open bedroom door;
The bouncing of my steps,
Rubbed my cock,  
Between her pussy lips,  
Against her clit,  
Seriously testing my stamina.  
 
My lower legs,  
Bumped against the side of the bed,  
She dropped to the bed,  
Pushed herself back from it edge,  
Grinned up at me,  
I reached,
Grabbed her legs,
Raised them,
Pushed them,
Until her knees were,  
One on each side of her chest,
Her ankles,
Rubbing her ears.

Grinning down at her,
I ask,
"Is it,
Now time?"
 
She replied,  
"Yes,
Now,  
Its time."  
 
I grinned down at her,
Admiring,
Her folded body,  
Nodded,  
And said,  
"Flexible."  
 
I placed my hands,  
On the inside if her thighs,  
Used my thumbs,  
To part,  
To play with,  
To stroke,  
Her pussy lips;  
Bent down,  
Licked between those luscious lips,  
Sucked,  
Tongued,  
Her clit;  
While using my hands,  
To caress,  
Massage,  
Fondle from her pussy,  
To her knees,  
Before transferring my hands,  
To her breasts.  
 
While my fingers played,  
With her nipples;  
While my tongue played,  
With her clit,  
Licked between her pussy lips,  
My cock was becoming as hard,  
As it was ever going to be.  
 
I moved my mouth,  
From her pussy,  
To her nipples;  
My hands from her nipples,  
To her pussy.  
 
Again,
Using my thumbs,  
I parted her pussy lips,  
Leaned forward,  
Placed the tip of my cock,  
Between those lips;  
Sucked forcefully,  
On one of her nipples,
Causing her hips to rise,
In response to that,
Erotic stimulation,
Aligning her pussy,
With the head of my cock,
So that it was with,
Ease,
Satisfaction,
Pleasure,
I slid my cock into her cunt.  
 
While my cock was completely,  
Within her cunt,  
I used my hands to pin,  
Her legs,  
To the bed,  
Next to her chest,  
Her ankles,  
Next to her head;  
And laid down,  
My full weight,  
On top of her folded body;  
Pinning her down.  
 
My mouth found hers;  
Before my tongue could enter,  
Her mouth,  
Her tongue,
Forced its way into mine.  
 
I lifted my hips,  
Withdrew my cock,
Completely,
From her cunt,  
And slowly re-entered her.  
 
The grunts,  
That escaped from her,  
With each of my stroking,  
Re-entries;  
Provided a panting,  
Rhythm,  
Which I matched,  
With my own,  
Gasping,  
Panting.  
 
Until,  
Simultaneously,  
I delivered into her,  
As she trembled  
Then contracted,  
And convulsed,  
With her own,  
Orgasmic release.  
 
I remained,  
Laying on top of,  
Her folded body;  
My cock still within her cunt,
Pinning her to her bed;
As she said,  
"Let me unfold,
But,
Stay inside me,
If you can --
I want you to stay inside me --
Then roll over,  
So I can stradle you,
Mount you,  
Slowly,
Fuck you;
While bringing myself,  
To a second orgasm,  
And  
Really test,  
Your stamina,  
As you've just tested,  
My flexibility."