CHAPTER ONE
I carried Cathy to the house and stopped at the door where she gave me the most tender of kisses. I was so thrilled and happy to have her in my arms. I carried her inside and we climbed the stairs. We entered her room and she told me that I looked very handsome that evening. I had never heard that from anyone and I knew it wasn't true, but she said it and I took it into my heart. I laid her on the beautiful bed and laid beside her. Her kisses were the sweetest thing I had ever tasted and I felt like a starving man tasting sustenance for the first time. I was fortunately or unfortunately highly aroused. After all, it had been quite a long time…10 years…so my cock was erect in an almost other worldly way. It was so hard and tense..and so huge I didn't think that a woman in her right mind would consider wanting it. Cathy was impressed but I was embarrassed. I also knew that at the slightest touch I would come and didn't want to ruin the moment. "Cathy" I said, "You realize that I am excited beyond imagination and that I don"t want to hurt you or disappoint you…." "Shush" she said said,"Let's make love and see what happens." We continued to kiss and I found her perfect breasts and found her nipples erect and ready. I put my hands between her legs after dispensing with the jeans and found her warm and wet. I brought my big body on top of hers and put my already condomed cock at her door. Slowly, I eased myself into her. She let out a little moan. I moved once then I proceeded to enter her. Three moves later I was gone. I came so hard it felt like 10 minutes. I saw stars and flashes and I swear I was unconscious at the end. An absolutely incredible amount of cum filled the end of that condom.
I couldn't believe that Thomas had carried me up those flights of stairs without stopping to rest. He was unbelievably strong. He had come so hard that I was worried he was unconscious or had had a heart attack. The blissful look on his unusual face said otherwise. The interlude gave me a chance to think. What had I just done? I was 28 years old and had no good prospects in the village despite being one of the most sought after women. Maybe all those men were captured down at the depot? I had spent weeks with Thomas. He had an ample waistline unlike most of the men I usually chose. His face could stop traffic in the right situation, yet he was a gentle soul. He had a lovely attitude and was flawlessly generous to me and those who were around him…Mr. and Mrs. Robbins loved him like a son. What was I doing?
He hadn't asked to be born to the cousins who left him with his huge head and skull deformities. He had an acute intellect and even more endearing, he had no hint of conceit….that was such a refreshing thing! Most men I had ever known knew they were a desired commodity and had ruled over me like I was to respect them for being there…not so with Thomas…all he wanted was to please me and to have me be in his company. In reality, I had no reason to be embarrassed…I had found a man, physically flawed at that, but of the sweetest and most loving soul I had ever known. I was realizing what was truly important.
Thomas started to stir. I told him to lay back and kissed his soft and lovely mouth. Whatever the prostitutes had taught him…I had no complaints. I removed the bulging condom filled with treasure and put it to the side. I used a warm washcloth and wiped him down…and up…and down again. I took his penis and put it in my mouth. I played with the head, licking around and around. He did not disappoint. His erection returned with gusto but no longer as ridiculously large or tense. It was perfect as far as I was concerned. I put another condom on him. He pulled me up to his face and opened his eyes. They were a gorgeous grey green and were the only thing I saw..damn the head or the teeth. We kissed and caressed until he decided he wanted more. Who was I to argue? He lovingly licked and caressed my nipples, giving me just a hint of a bite which made me even wetter..if that was possible. He caressed my stomach and my inner thighs softly and expertly…I knew that this was happening, but I knew I'd want it to happen again. He bent my knees and used his tongue to probe and prod my most sensitive spots. As aroused as I was and as kind and expert as he was it didn't take long for me to climax. I really had the feeling that this had never happened before. Of course I knew how, but another person giving it to me was phenomenal.
I had tasted Cathy's sweet and salty juices which, in turn, caused me to get more and more aroused. I went up to kiss her so she could share that taste and we kissed until the point that we needed to breathe again. I suckled at her breast like a baby who needed to get his way. I knew this time it would be different. I rose up above her and looked into her gorgeous eyes and marveled at her delicate and beautiful face. This could not be real. Where did the dumpy blond with the lazy eye go? This was not another Fitzhenry. But again I realized…this was a different time…this was a different life. The future was new and fresh.
I rose up and placed myself between her knees. I wanted this so badly I could cry, and I might cry, with joy. I entered her slowly and gently. She was lubricated beyond any experience I had had before. First, I entered her slowly and gently because I knew that I was quite well endowed. The Fitzhenry's had one particular gift. I continued to go slowly and gently until I was sure that she was ready. I continued to push, enjoying every minute of her warmth and wetness. Cathy's eyes were totally opened and she gazed at me while I progressed to higher and higher planes of enjoyment. She seemed to enjoy watching me lose myself as I put myself in her and withdrew. I did not want to hurt her. I felt it impossible to hold back and let myself come as I continued to thrust. Cathy closed her eyes and smiled with delight. Of course I started balling like a baby.
Thomas was crying. It didn't surprise me but it left me at a bit of loose ends. I pulled his head closer to mine and we kissed. Damn, he was an expert kisser..perfect pressure..soft lips. I could do that forever. I grabbed his big head with its adorably frizzy blonde hair and pulled it to my breast. "Are you all right?" he asked. I told him that I'd never been better. Our love making had been an earthshattering experience for me. I had not been making love to a "person" with a body that I had to contend with…..I had made love with a soul, deformity be damned, and a beautiful soul which was sincere and unselfish as the day is long. It might be unruly but it was right.
I let Cathy hold me for a time, but I eventually found it preferable to hold her. We were practical, though, in realizing that real sleep mostly occurred alone. We slept with our bodies touching..but not encumbered and I hoped the morning would not come with the bad news that this was all a mistake.