Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross
Better Orgasms. Better World.
Due to popular demand, I'm adding back in a position-switch that happened during my sex with Kit-Ting and Wendy.
The blog post was getting too long so I edited. Here's the director's cut, the new content in italics, the original below it:
We spoke in warm tones, seeing which position we wanted most for our first time penetration together. Missionary. Kit-Ting laid back and I asked Wendy for a condom. One of my Vivid Large condoms. I unwrapped it, made sure it was going on the right way, pinched the tip, and rolled it down
I rocked back and raised my legs into the air above me with knees bent, then lifted my ass up from the bed to slip off my black form-fitting trunks. Kit-Ting was doing the same when I rocked back down, slipping her red satin g-string from around her ankles. She turned to face me. Our eyes crossed paths while we admired each other. I asked if she was ready for me to sit between her thighs. Kit-Ting said, "uh-huh!" with a soft and bright tone.
I got out of the cab and checked the address I’d written down. I was a little too far up the street. I checked the time, noted that I had ten minutes left to get to where Wendy was with her good friend Kit-Ting. I walked with long strides. Stopped at the light for the traffic, then looked to my side to find Wendy and Kit-Ting standing next to me.
“Hi!” Wendy and I said in semi-unison after she’d made eye contact.