Finally, I had an orgasm that was unlike any I had ever experienced before in its intensity. Almost simultaneously Carl ejaculated and I swear I could feel the semen splash against my cervix and feel the warmth of anal creampie flood my ass. I had never experienced that phenomenon with Don. When he ejaculated, it was more like a trickle than a spurt, and the only way I could tell he had had an orgasm was the small groan he would make and the oozing from my ass.
One way Don and Carl are alike is that after they have an orgasm; they almost immediately fall asleep. This case was no exception. I was anxious about how late it was and got out of bed and dressed. I kissed Carl on the lips and told him I would talk to him in the morning. When I got home, Don had already gone to bed. I went to the bathroom and undressed and looked at myself in the mirror, My nipples were red and swollen and there were bite marks and hickeys on the flesh next to my nipples. My hair was a mess. There were remnants of Carl’s semen in my pubic hair. My panties were soaked from the anal creampie, and I hesitated to put them into the laundry hamper since Don would be doing the laundry, but I went ahead and dropped them in the hamper. I thought about taking a shower but thought that would seem suspicious since I don’t usually shower until morning. I also considered putting on a nighty to cover the bruises and red marks, but rejected that idea too, since I always sleep in the nude. I sat on the toilet and wiped off some of the anal creampie from my crotch and as I did I could feel the tenderness in my labia.
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I slipped into the bedroom and Don appeared to be asleep. As I slid in beside him he seemed to wake and immediately moved against me. His hand went to my crotch and he began to finger my ass full of the anal creampie. I couldn’t help but wonder if he could smell Carl’s semen on his fingers. I could feel his penis become erect and he rolled on top of me and entered me. As always, he immediately ejaculated and his semen mixed with Carl’s anal creampie inside of me.
Don did not say anything unusual the next day, and if he noticed the bruises on my breasts he didn’t say anything about it. I noticed that the panties I had been wearing the night before had been laundered the next evening.
It was about two weeks before I got together with Carl again although I thought about the night constantly. If anything the second nigh surpassed the first. For one thing, the evening lasted longer. Carl made anal creampie to me twice, and I didn’t realize it was possible for a man to do that twice in an evening.