Gender: Male Age: 45 Location: N/A
GOOD KARMA 4: MINDI AT LAST
By Wojo Martin
Kindhearted high school junior Zebulun O’Dowd once saved clever freshman Heights Girl, Mindi Marseilles. She wanted to help karma reward him and started a rumor that he was a teen sex god. Her ploy worked. Four different pretty freshman girls from the rich Heights District decided to let gentle Zeb be their first lover. But then Zeb hesitantly agreed to be the first for stunningly beautiful seventh grader, Randi. Mindi was outraged and slapped Zeb in the face.
The final chapter of our teenage fantasy finds Zeb trying to decide if he has lost his good karma, or if it is actually paying off with something even greater than before.
Consensual sex, teen male/teen female
Zeb stood in the alcove by the juice machines, his face still stinging from the slap that his pretty little freshman friend had given him. It had been Mindi’s response to learning that Zeb had taken a seventh grade girl’s virginity. Mindi had helped create the reputation that led to the whole thing, and felt that he had done something bad with something she had meant to be used for good. Zeb had been sure that he had done the right thing in making love to Randi. Now, he found that not everyone agreed with him. But more than that, he saw by the look of hurt and disappointment in Mindi’s eyes that she was more than angry. She was heartsick, and she was deeply disappointed in him.
Zeb had almost never made a girl feel that way before. He wasn’t perfect, but he tried very hard to be a decent guy. To find that he had hurt Mindi was painful for Zeb, and not just because of the slap. He knew that the only reason that Mindi could have been that hurt was because she cared about him as much more than a friend. He had long known that he had feelings for Mindi as well, but when he saw the disappointment in her eyes, he felt disappointed in himself as well. It became clear to him that whatever she felt, he was going to feel, too. There was only one way to explain that. Zeb was truly in love for the first time. But had he just lost Mindi before he even got to tell her how he felt?
Zeb turned from watching Mindi, and saw that Cyndi and Brandi were standing in the hall, glaring at him. He turned to explain, but was met with glares so harsh that he knew it wasn’t worth the bother. Brandi was the first to speak as the pair of best friends stormed over to him. “I thought you were something special, Zeb.”
“You know, when you do something cheap like banging little Randi,” Cyndi said, “it makes all of us who went on and on about how sweet you were sound like we got taken in by a slick-talking little gigolo.” They were gone before he could respond.
Apparently Zeb wasn’t going to get any time to gather his wits. Brandi and Cyndi weren’t the only ones who had seen the slap. Zeb’s best friend, Matt, and Randi’s big sister, Debi, were rushing down the hall. Debi was Matt’s girlfriend, and had been the person who convinced Zeb to sleep with her little sister, Randi, in order to keep the curious seventh grader from giving up her virginity to a total stranger. “I got this, Zeb,” Debi said as she blew past him in pursuit of the other girls.
“Debi, no!” Zeb shouted, causing her to skid to a halt and turn back.
Zeb looked up at Matt. “Sorry, bro,” Matt said putting one of his big hands on Zeb’s shoulder. “Never figured things would blow up like this. We’ll make them understand.”
“Matt, I can use the help with that, but it’s not what I’m worried about.”
“What is it, Zeb?” Debi asked. “We got you into this. We’ll try and help.”
“It’s Randi. If this gets blown up into something sleazy, people might look down on her.”
“God, I love you, bro,” Matt said. “People slapping you and calling you a gigolo and you’re worrying about somebody else getting hurt.”
“Look, even the truth could hurt Randi. You two can’t go to bat for me without telling everyone that Randi was about to go to a party and fuck a stranger just because she was so curious to find out what sex was all about. We might understand that she was just a kid who was going to make a mistake, but other people are going to call her all sorts of names and be cruel. Let the shit all fall on me.”
Debi’s eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Matt for a second. Some kind of psychic connection passed between the loving couple. Matt nodded. Debi grabbed Zeb by both cheeks and planted a huge kiss on him. “I could have NEVER made a better choice for my little sister than sending you to her, Zeb.” She kissed him again and then turned to Matt who took her into a big embrace.
“We’ll figure something out, Zeb,” Matt said.
But they really couldn’t figure anything out, not in a way that spared Randi from looking like a fool, or something else. The truth was that the precociously sexy little girl had really been helped by her time with Zeb. The love they made was so tender and romantic that Randi had come to see that she could never share herself with someone unless she truly cared about them and the person cared about her in return. But there was no way to share that with the world without running the risk of hurting Randi. So, Zeb found that the fond glances he got from the Heights Girls disappeared. Soon, the wave of resentment toward him crept into other people’s minds. He was being shunned by people who didn’t even know why they were shunning him, only that it was what everyone else was doing. Such is life in an American high school. Zeb, Matt and Debi found that they were alone in the school. Saint Rita’s, once a happy home for them, was now a lonely place.
The tidal wave of disdain might have drowned the loyal trio, if it hadn’t been for a singular act of courage from someone who loved all three of them. Saint Bernadette’s Junior High was populated almost exclusively by the younger siblings of Saint Rita’s students. News always filtered down from the high school to the junior high. A warning had trickled down to the younger Heights Girls at Bernadette’s. “Stay away from Zebulun O’Dowd. He’s a creep.” One student there knew better than anyone that it was a lie.
After more than a week of being shunned, the trio of friends were sitting alone at a table in the corner of the cafeteria when a tiny blonde whirlwind swept into the cafeteria. Debi moved to intercept her, but got caught in traffic, colliding with a crowd of senior girls and sending lunch trays scattering. Before Debi could get to her, Randi was up on a table in the middle of the high school cafeteria.
“There have been some lies coming from this school!” Randi shouted to the suddenly hushed cafeteria. “Zeb O’Dowd did NOT seduce me!” There were murmurs and a few derisive chuckles, but most of the students watched in fascination as the beautiful little girl continued fearlessly. Zeb rose and fought through the crowd to get to her. “Zeb saved me from making a terrible mistake.”
“Randi, no!” Zeb pleaded. “They might take it wrong! They might turn on you!”
“He’s still trying to protect me!” Randi shouted in response. “He helped me because he always helps people. How many of you have been helped or outright saved by Zebulun O’Dowd?”
The students looked down with guilty faces, but none of them rose to defend him. They were too scared of ending up shunned themselves. A tall, gangly young boy in a Saint Bernadette’s blazer rushed into the cafeteria; he had obviously just run over to Saint Rita’s in pursuit of Randi. Zeb recognized him. It was Kevin Mallone, Brandi’s little brother. “Zeb O’Dowd helped me!” he shouted when he caught on to what was happening. “Two years ago. I was a total stranger and he helped me when I got hurt on my bike! If any of you had as much guts as Randi, you’d admit he’s helped you!”
A tall redheaded freshman girl rose and looked in admiration, first at her little brother, and then at Zeb. “Zeb is the sweetest and kindest boy I’ve ever known,” she flashed a smile that showed off her adorable blue braces. “Zeb, what Randi says you did makes way more sense than what I believed. I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, too, Zeb,” called Cyndi Marcetti as she stood beside her bestie. “I should have known better.”
“Zeb helped me too!” someone else cried.
“He’s a good guy!”
“I had my ass in a crack until Zeb pulled me out!”
“Zeb’s a stand-up guy!”
A tiny black-haired freshman girl climbed onto the table and stood next to Randi. The two girls whispered to each other. The black-haired girl nodded and gave Randi a hug. The cafeteria fell silent as they waited for her to speak. “Zeb saved me from getting raped. I was hurt when I thought he did something bad, because he’s kind of a hero to me… and because… because I’m in love with him.”
Zeb was gobsmacked. He couldn’t find words for several seconds. Then he repeated aloud what he had whispered right after the girl had slapped him. “I love you too, Mindi. I don’t care if all the other girls in school like me anymore. I just want you.” Zeb wasn’t a particularly big guy, but he was solidly built. That was fortunate, because Mindi could be impulsive. She leapt from the table and into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. He might have lost his balance, but Kevin Mallone had seen it coming and put a long arm across his back to offer support. Zeb stayed on his feet and kissed Mindi as passionately as he had ever kissed a girl. He might have forgotten himself and stayed in a liplock all day had not Matt and Debi rushed to them and embraced them.
Zeb turned to find Randi. Kevin was there already, helping her down from the table. “What are you DOING here?” she asked him.
“I came to help you, Randi. I was afraid you might get yourself in trouble. Then when I got here and saw Zeb needed me, I just had to speak up. Zeb would have done it for me.”
Randi looked up at the tall boy. “I thought all the guys in our class were little boys, but you’re brave.” Kevin grinned, obviously a little embarrassed at such high praise for simply doing what he thought was right. It was kind of adorable. Randi certainly thought so. She kissed him. “Walk me back to school?”
“Sure. And then… could I walk you home today?”
Randi took him by the hand and ran toward her sister. “Debi, I don’t need a ride home today,” she said and left quickly, pulling the tall, smiling boy behind her.
Mindi had caught the end of the scene between the seventh graders. “Walk me home today?” she said to Zeb.
“No,” Zeb said. Mindi looked confused. “I have my car here,” he said with a smile.
“Why, Zeb!” she declared in pretend shock. “I think you might be the one with the plan this time!” She kissed him again and then disappeared into the crowd, giving him the afternoon to daydream about the ride home.
Mindi was not her normal self on that ride home. She seemed happy, but she was quiet. She held Zeb’s hand as he drove through the Heights District to her house. He parked in the driveway, opened the door for her and led her to the basement rec room entrance of the huge house built into the top of the hill. She stopped at the door and took out the key. “Nobody home for another few hours,” she said.
“Cool,” Zeb said, suddenly finding himself very nervous. He was on the verge of something bigger than he’d ever known before.
Mindi leaned her back on the door. She seemed to want to clear things up before she entered the house with him. “Zeb… I’ve only had sex twice in my life. I like sex, and I love to talk about it, but I’m not the wild child I like to pretend I am. By the way, I told Mom about it after the first time, and I’m on the pill, and I’ve never had unprotected sex. So… how’s the weather on your end?”
“Never unprotected except with virgins or a couple repeats with girls that had only slept with me before. So…”
“I think we’ve come to terms.” She looked down at the ground, slightly swinging the hand that Zeb held. “The other times were so damned easy. They were just for fun. Now…”
“I know,” he said softly. “I’ve never been in love before.”
“You didn’t just say that to me to keep me from looking like an idiot then?”
“No. I said it once before, just not loud enough for you to hear.”
“Right after you slapped me.”
“Oh, um, sorry about that.”
“I get it. Try not to make it a habit, though. You hit hard.”
“You said something else to me once, Zeb. The night you saved me, I asked you to walk through this door with me. You turned me down because I was drunk and had been through too much that night. But you also said if I made the offer sober and on a different day…”
“I’d accept before you could unlock the door!” he said, gently snatching the key from her and opening the door. She took him by the hand and led him through the rec room and up the steps to her bedroom.
Not to Zeb’s surprise, Mindi’s room was huge. But much to his surprise, it wasn’t in the least bit pink. Mindi’s room was wall-to-wall Notre Dame blue and gold. “I’ve always had a thing for the Irish, Mr. O’Dowd,” she said with a smile. They both thought of the same obscene response about the Irish having something for her, but neither of them said it. “This is going to be something different, isn’t it?” she said as the both of them looked at each other nervously.
Zeb brushed her hair back from her face and kissed her gently. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek. “I don’t deserve you,” she whispered.
“I know,” he said. “But you have to settle for what you get.” He kissed her again, and it was the beginning of the first time either of them made love to someone with whom they were genuinely in love. Zeb’s tenderness remained, but his nervousness melted the moment he felt her little arms slide around him. His heart leapt. This was where his good karma had led him, had always been leading him. But maybe rescuing Mindi hadn’t been the origin of his good karma. Maybe his good karma had put him there at that moment to allow him to save a girl with whom he had always been meant to fall in love. Zeb felt strong. He gently pushed Mindi down onto the bed.
Mindi was still nervous that she wouldn’t know how to do it the right way with someone she loved. This meant something. She decided that the sooner she took him inside her, the better. That way she couldn’t freak out and do something stupid. She went right to work with her busy hands and began tugging at his belt. It was obvious that she was “going for it” right at that second.
Zeb had felt like he missed something in letting Cyndi rush things. He wasn’t going to let that happen with his first true love. He had eventually made wonderful love to Cyndi by taking charge of the situation. He would use what he had learned with Cyndi. He took charge, but in a somewhat different way, with Mindi. “Min, you are so very beautiful. Please, before we start, can I just see your gorgeous body?”
“Of course, Zeb… if you’d really like it. I thought maybe…”
“I’m in this for the long haul, Mindi. Seeing your whole body is like being shown how wonderful the rest of my life is going to be.”
“Wow!” Mindi cried, bounding from the bed in an act of sheer delight. “Nobody ever said anything like that to me!” She laughed out loud, a sound of pure joy, and it warmed Zeb’s heart. Playfully, slowly, Mindi began to undress, teasing Zeb and watching with joy as he gasped with each new revelation. Zeb didn’t mind her playfulness at all. Brandi had been the most relaxed and playful girl he had ever known, and she was a wonderful lover. Mindi wasn’t as easygoing as the tall redhead, but her joy was similar. Zeb had learned enough in his time with Brandi to know that lovemaking was no less sacred when lovers were playful.
As she pulled off her saddle shoes and then slid her little socks off over her tiny feet, Zeb saw that she had painted her nails in Saint Rita’s green and white. She walked over to where he was lying on his side. She picked up one tiny foot and ran her toes from his ankle up the side of his leg to his thigh. Zeb had never had much interest in feet before, but this was damned sexy. He held a hand out so that she could steady herself with it and then kissed every toe on her tiny foot. “Oh shit, Zeb. That is hot!” she whispered and then pulled her foot down and twirled away from him, letting her skirt catch the air as she did it. She seemed nearly ready to leap into the air. Mindi loved life’s little adventures, and this was definitely one of them.
She undid the little green tie at her collar and then began to unfasten the buttons of her white blouse. When she had all the buttons undone, she let the blouse fall open. She didn’t remove the blouse. She opened the cuffs and then stepped to the side of the bed. Zeb stood up. He knew what she wanted. He slid his hands inside the collar of her shirt, let them rest on her shoulders for a moment and then quickly slid his hands down, revealing her shoulders and upper torso. When the blouse had slid down as far as her elbows, he stopped just as quickly. He had her arms pinned to her sides. He sat back down on the edge of the bed and pulled her to him using the blouse to control her. He kissed her neck, shoulders and chest. He kissed each breast, over the white bra with a little green flower in the center. He did not linger there, though. He took one hand and cupped her by the back of the neck and pulled her into a passionate kiss. After the long kiss, he pulled the shirt the rest of the way down off of her arms. He spun her slightly as he did it, and she wound up a few steps back again.
Mindi put a hand to her heart and then fanned herself with her hands. “Every new thing you do is hotter than the last,” she said, smiling. “Who taught you to be that incredible?”
“You did, maybe by accident, but I’m beginning to wonder if you didn’t maybe do it on purpose.”
It took her a moment to piece together what he meant. She was sharp; she worked it out. “Do you really think I’m THAT clever? That I was creating a perfect lover by helping you get experience from other girls?” Zeb raised an eyebrow. “I’m good, Zeb, but I’m not that bold. I could have lost you to one of them.”
“You could have lost me for a while. But do you really believe I was ever going to wind up anywhere but right here with you in the end?”
“Zeb, you just set my heart on fire with the things you say,” she laughed again, not because she didn’t earnestly mean what she had said, but because it made her so happy. She went back to her striptease. Zeb watched as Mindi showed her small but perky breasts and fluffed up her hair.
“Your body is amazing,” Zeb said, and Mindi blushed as she smiled. She slowly dropped her skirt and removed her dark green panties, tucking them into his shirt pocket. Zeb loved the way she color-coordinated even her panties with her school uniform. Mindi twirled and turned to model her nude form for him. Her sweet little sex was adorned with black pubic hair trimmed into the shape of a heart. “You pack an amazing amount of sexy into a tiny little package, girlfriend.”
She stepped toward him to kiss him. He rose to her and took her into his arms. They kissed and then she rested her cheek against his chest. “Girlfriend,” she said softly. “I’m Zeb’s girlfriend. I’ve wanted to be Zeb’s girlfriend for a while.” She returned her hands to his belt, but this time she opened it slowly and gently lowered his slacks to the floor. She slowly removed his tie, white shirt and t-shirt as he kicked out of his shoes, slacks and boxers. She stepped back and looked him over from head-to-toe. She gave him a little sign with her finger that indicated he should turn for her. She gave him a playful little spank on his bottom when she saw it.
“Careful,” he said. “That sort of thing has a way of coming back around on you.”
“Promises, promises. Say, I heard a rumor that Zeb’s girlfriend likes to give him blowjobs,” she said with a naughty smile.
“Not every rumor about Zeb is true,” he said.
“No, but the nice ones are,” she smiled and began to lower herself to her knees.
Zeb caught her under the chin. “Some things are so special and so sweet that they belong just to the people who do them.” Randi had taught him the value of having some things that were shared only with one person. Only Zeb and Randi knew what their weekend together had really meant to the two of them. It had led her to associate sex with genuine caring and affection; it had led him to realize that he needed to find someone with whom he could build a long-term loving relationship. It had led him to Mindi.
“I understand,” she said. “Sex before has been just for fun. I’m starting to feel how much more it can be. I’ll guard your privacy. Trust me?”
“I didn’t used to trust you completely. Now, your heart’s involved. And I trust you completely. I heard a rumor that Zeb loves it when his girlfriend gives him blowjobs.” He kissed her, then placed a pillow on the floor for her, and let her drop down to her knees. Mindi was not at all nervous or shy anymore. Zeb had allowed her to let her true nature take the lead. Mindi loved to have fun, and their lovemaking was going to let her do that—and eventually a whole lot more.
Mindi jacked him with one hand and took him directly into her mouth. She unleashed an incredible flurry of swirls and licks. She had always talked very fast and very playfully, and in a way her oral sex was an extension of that. The girl knew how to deliver quips and barbs with incredible timing, and that was reflected here. She really didn’t do anything that other girls hadn’t done. She just had an exquisite sense of WHEN to do each thing. She could read Zeb’s body, and she kept him from losing control and going over the edge, but she also kept him close to that edge for a long time. Finally, she held him still, and gave him a series of about five slow licks from base to tip, finishing each with a kiss. A sixth would have made him cum. “Saving that for inside me,” she said. “No one ever put their cum in my pussy before.”
“I am going to cum in your sweet little pussy, girl. But first, I’m going to do things to you that are going to make you as crazy as you just made me.” Mindi looked into his eyes, expecting him to have a playful expression. He was serious. She couldn’t contain her joy at the prospect, and hugged him around the legs. “I love you, Mindi Marseilles,” he whispered gently.
“Oh, Zeb, I love you, too,” she said, almost giggling with joy. In that moment, they realized their differences were their strength. They were both happy people, but his was a tender, sweet and sometimes serious nature where hers was clever and marked with a lust for life’s adventures. Whatever they did together, they would add to the other’s enjoyment of the moment. “Go ahead, my love. Make me crazy.”
Zeb guided her to the bed and had her kneel on all fours. He got behind her and began to kiss her sweet pussy. She reached a hand back and grabbed him gently by the hair, pulling him away. “I know what you did to Cyndi from back there, Zeb. If you do that to me, I’m going to want it to go even further, and I don’t want to be taken there on our first time together. But you’re going to be the first to take my ass, baby, and it’s going to be soon.”
“Thanks for telling me what you want, baby.” Zeb stuck his tongue into her slit and reached a hand around her leg to find her clit. He began slowly and gently with his hand, but found she was soon pushing herself hard against his fingers. He knew she would go over pretty quickly if she kept that up, but he didn’t hesitate. He let her go. He replaced his tongue with a thumb and went in and out fairly fast. Soon, he stopped moving his hands altogether. She was finding the spots she needed touched, and he yielded to her superior sense of timing and let her make the movements.
“Oh-oho-ho-ho,” she cooed softly, and then began to moan gently. Her body tensed, and then began to tremble. “Love makes it better…love makes it better,” she said as she surrendered to the sensation of her first climax with Zeb. Zeb felt that her slick walls actually contracted as she went over. He knew he liked to feel that on his thumb, and could only imagine what it would feel like when he was really inside of her. “Please, Zeb,” she said as she caught her breath. “Make love to me.” She rolled to her back and held her arms out to him, letting him crawl into her embrace. They were in the perfect position.
Zeb raised his hips and brought them back down, pushing deep inside of her. Mindi wrapped her legs around him and moaned in delight. “Oh, God, that feels so good!” she squealed happily. Zeb began repeating his deep thrusts, thrilling at her warmth and the way in which her tiny body gripped him and then let him pull away, knowing that what it offered was too sweet for him not to immediately return. “Tell me, baby!”
“You are incredible!” he said in a breathless whisper. “Oh, my God. You make me feel so good.” He picked up his pace and really let himself get lost in the pleasures she so happily shared. Over and over, he found his hips meeting hers. Over and over he pulled back and then drove forward. He knew she was a tough little girl, and he didn’t let her size hold him back from exerting everything he had. And the harder he went, the more she squealed in delight. Her little hands flew over his body. She ran them through his tousled hair, and down to his haunches. She hooked an arm around his neck to pull him down to her for a passionate kiss.
Zeb had a decision to make. He had to slow if he was going to make this last. He didn’t want her to be disappointed if he finished too fast. He slowed to long slow strokes for a moment. “No, baby, go hard. I’ll get you there again.” Zeb didn’t like to turn down requests. He resumed taking her hard, and she laughed with unrestrained joy. “Oh God, I love you!” she cried. He began to reach his final strokes. He grabbed her tiny bottom in his hands and picked it up off the bed a little. She grunted with little “Nnnn’s” as he drove deep time after time, seeking his first climax with this beautiful girl. He clutched her bottom, holding her hips in place as he unleashed his jets of cum into her. “Oh, wow! Oh, wow! Nobody ever came in me before!” She squeezed him around the neck. “I love it, Zeb! Fill me with it!”
“Oh, Mindi. You are so beautiful!” He said when he had finished and slid from her.
“Oh, God,” she said happily. “It is so sexy watching someone you love get turned on like that! This is so much better! Your eyes! The look in your eyes says you love me—and you want me. Zeb, I’m so fucking happy, I can’t believe it!” She laughed again.
“You are one crazy little girl,” he said, finding it impossible not to join in her happy laughter.
“Oh, I’ve always been crazy, but you make me ten times worse—or better!” She began kissing his chest and neck. She would stop every few seconds and look deeply into his eyes. “Wow!” she whispered each time, feeling the fire inside of him.
Zeb kissed her pert little breasts and sucked on the nipples. He slid a hand down to her warm sex, and went to work on her clit. She didn’t squeal this time. She tried, but her mouth couldn’t make any sound but a little squeak. Zeb was filled with tenderness for her, but he was not overly gentle. Mindi, it was obvious, liked hard stimulation. Her little nails dug slightly into his triceps as she wrapped both hands around the arm that pleasured her. It was less than a minute before she began to buck and thrash in the throes of another climax with him. “Love… love,” she whimpered. She wanted to say more, but only that word could escape from her lips.
Mindi’s wild joy took a backseat to the deep passions Zeb stirred in her heart. He had laughed with her; now, she would become as filled with fire as he had been. The nature of their relationship was being defined. Theirs would be a love filled with both delight and passion. Each was happy to let the other open up underused parts of their soul. Mindi found her strength after her climax had run its course. She reached up and hooked a hand behind Zeb’s neck. She kissed him fiercely as she slipped a hand down to stroke him and make sure he was ready to go again. When she was certain that he was at full strength, she rolled him to his back and mounted him.
Mindi had never gone slowly during her previous experiences with sex, but in her first attempt at true lovemaking, she would go slowly to feel every inch of Zeb’s passion inside her. And she would get to know his heart as well. She rocked very, very slowly on him, thrilling to see his face as he reveled in the ecstasy she gave him. “Tell me why you love me.”
“You’re beautiful!” he gasped, unable to find many words as her tight sex moved slowly over his manhood.
“That’s why you want me. Why do you love me?”
“Oh-oh-oh, you’re clever.”
“That’s why you like me. Why do you love me?”
Zeb struggled to find words, but his mind was working slowly. He didn’t speak at first. He wanted to try and make complete thoughts. He came out with a string of short ones instead. “You’re tough… You help people… Oh, my God, that’s good… You’re filled with joy… You’re sweet and profane in the same breath… Oh, Mindi… Oh, God, it’s so good it hurts!”
“I love having you inside me, baby.”
“I love you… because… the universe… made you and me… for each other.” That was it. That was the core of his belief about their love.
“Oh, Zeb!” she said. “I feel just like that!” She continued in her slow movements, and began to touch herself. She looked into his eyes and saw how much he loved watching her do that. The sex, and her fingers had something to do with it, but she would tell him later that it was mostly just his eyes that sent her over the top for the third time. She sank down on his chest for a long moment as the waves of pleasure kept her from controlling her movements. “Love… love…” was all clever Mindi could manage to say. Then, she began again.
Zeb was stunned by how much Mindi could move him with this slow, deliberate act. She had been so wild that he had feared she might run out of the room naked and stand in the lawn shouting to the neighbors about how happy she was. Now, she was so controlled, and so intent on giving him this incredible marathon of pleasure. Again and again, she brought him to the edge without sending him over. And as she watched him being swept away in a tide of ecstasy, she again crossed the threshold and found her own climax. Zeb could not believe that she still kept going each time. Her legs had to be exhausted, and he wasn’t sure how even she could stand that much delight. In a way, it was a sign of her toughness to be able to endure this kind of exquisite torture for such a long time.
Zeb was loving every second of it, but he broke first. He could take no more. He reached up and grabbed her tiny bottom and began thrusting hard into her, seeking his release. When he unleashed his long-restrained second climax, Mindi cooed in pleasure and laughed. She had been in his world, living in slow gentle ecstasy, and in the end it brought her back to her world, the world of delight and laughter.
“So…,” she whispered, leaning down onto his chest and keeping very still. “… that’s us.”
“I like us.”
“I like us together, a lot more than I liked us apart.”
“Zeb and Mindi has a nice ring, doesn’t it? ‘Zeb and Mindi are coming over.’ ‘Hey look, it’s Zeb and Mindi!’”
“Zebulun and Normandy,” she laughed.
“Really? Normandy’s a beautiful name.”
“As long as no one calls me Norma. Hence, Mindi.”
“Why not Mandi?”
“Because no one pronounces it that way. No one says Nor-MAN-dy; they say NOR-mindi!
“So, Normandy Marseilles?”
“I was conceived on a vacation in France. Dad insists it was in Normandy. Mom says it was probably already covered by my last name. They could both be wrong, so my middle name is…”
“Smart boy. How about a reward?” She slid down and began to stroke him, and then took him into her mouth.
“Mindi… I’m not sure I can… Oh-oh-oh… maybe I can.” He silently watched as she worked him back to life and then rolled to her back, urging him into her. “My God,” he said with a mischievous little laugh. “Normandy is certainly beautiful this time of year.” They made love again. It was another half hour before Zeb finally surrendered and declared that he was in danger of passing out if they continued.
“Zeb, baby. How many times did I…?”
“I don’t know. I lost count. Oh my God, it’s just like your story!”
“Oh, Zeb. I think I just found the love of my life.”
“Me too, Mindi.”
“What’d we ever do to get so lucky?”
“I don’t know, baby girl. Good karma, I guess.”
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