She had been a friend of mine for a while before. When she broke up with her previous boyfriend, she wound up on my couch...and soon found her way into my bedroom. We had decided to try a relationship, then drank a pint of Aftershock schnapps before going to bed for the first time together. We left the light on and explored each other sensually; she had ample breasts with big, fat nipples that I just loved to tease and nibble. Her pussy had a well tended but natural bush with wide, giving lips that slid over me as she climbed on top. I could feel her lips and clitoris up against my mound as she took me all the way inside. We went slow.
It had been awhile for me, so I came almost immediately. I could sense some disappointment, but she slowly rocked me as I orgasmed and kissed me erotically. As I throbbed inside her and stroked her breast, she said 'That's okay...we'll try again later.'
I got a wicked gleam in my eye, then resumed thrusting into her. 'What makes you think I'm finished?'
Her eyes got wide for a second that I'll always remember. I explained to her that I would cum once, then keep going so she could orgasm. It was after that, I said, that we could both enter that magic place where two lovers slowly approach their next orgasm together...and if they're lucky, cum at the same time. She had never experienced a man who would keep going instead of falling asleep much less a mutual orgasm. That blissful experience of both cumming on one another was just something she had read and fantasized about...but that night I gently led her to it.
Our sex life only got better. We learned each other's rhythms so well that mutual orgasm was what we expected, and would spend hours pursuing. In keeping track of 'the record,' we were never interested in hours but in how many times we'd came. Our best session had her four orgasms up against my three (she won.)
I've had several girlfriends since then, but none who could go the distance with me like that. What I would give to find another one...