John's Dream Girl (chapters 6 through 10) - Sex Stories

John's Dream Girl (chapters 6 through 10)

... story tonight: Lisa Chadwick is the only 25-year-old, single, sexually-active woman left in America who doesn't use any form of birth control at all. Stay tuned for further details.")...that he became a temporary statue. "Hey, Earth to John. Are you there? I asked you a question?" Lisa prodded. "Well...I...I guess...I...just assumed that--" John stammered away. "Don't worry, John, you can't get me pregnant, if that's what you're worried about," Lisa assured him. Then she rolled her eyes back into her head as she said to herself out-loud, "Oh, Lisa, you stupid idiot. Of course he's worried about getting you pregnant. He's a guy, for Christ's sake. Duhhh!" Lisa immediately directed her attention back to John. "Look. I just had my period, and now it's my 'safe time.' Okay?" Lisa said, lying through her teeth. "But I really don't want to go into all the details with you right now. I just wanna enjoy us being together...in my bed...butt-naked...coupled-up...and 'doing the dirty deed.'" Upon hearing this, John relaxed again, taking great comfort in the fact that Lisa seemed to know exactly what she was doing. So he eased his penis up deep into Lisa's vagina. Physically-speaking, they matched up pretty well together. Because even though John was quite a bit heavier than Lisa, she was 5'6" tall, which was only 3 inches shorter than John was. And her snug vagina turned out to be large enough, so that it easily stretched to accommodate his six-inch-long, erect penis, without causing ...

... Lisa any discomfort whatsoever. But John was hesitant to lay the weight of his upper torso onto her, choosing instead to support himself on his own two arms. Lisa was so slender that she felt fragile underneath him. "It's okay," she reassured him, sensing his discomfort, "you're not gonna crush me." Lisa placed her arms around John's shoulder blades and pulled his upper body down onto hers. She felt some of the body-hair that blanketed the whole upper part of John's back, and she thought to herself, Man, I was right. This guy really is a big teddy bear. Either that, or he's a fucking werewolf! Lisa wasn't a fan of thick body-hair on men. It had been the one thing about her stepfather's naked body that she hadn't been too thrilled with--aside from his beer-gut belly, of course. "John, why don't you take off your glasses?" Lisa politely asked. "But I can't see very well without them," John automatically replied. "You don't need to see anything right now, John. You've already seen everything that you needed to see." And with that, Lisa extended her arm, grabbed hold of the bedside lamp pull-chain, and instantly put the small bedroom back into the same moonlit darkness that John had encountered when he had first walked into the bedroom. Lisa reached up with her hands to feel where John's face was. And then she gently pulled his glasses up off of his ears, before depositing them on top of the night stand, right next to the lamp--and the now-infamous anal hairbrush. Meanwhile, John ...