She didn't mumble in her sleep this time. Instead, after a few minutes her big blue eyes opened, and then closed, and then opened again. Her eyelids made slow butterfly flaps three times before they stayed open for good, and she smiled softly before murmuring, "I fell asleep."

"Yes you did."

Zofi's eyes twinkled mirthfully. "That may have been your best chance to push it in me."

My eyes grew big in alarm. "You know I'd NEVER--"

Zofi's musical laugh cut me off.

“It's one of Sam's favorite feelings when she gets forcefully woken up to find you pushing into her. She said you've never done it anally yet. I was just imagining the look on her face if I told her you did it to me first."

I chuckled. "We know Sam's competitive about her 'firsts'. I suppose I should make a mental note to do that to Sam soon before I get tempted to try it on one of the others."

Zofi nodded slowly, any trace of nervousness gone. Rolling over to her left side, she beckoned for me to come join her. "Kiss me, Matty. I want you to make Love to me."

That, I could certainly handle. Rising from the floor, I shucked my shorts and prepared to climb onto the bed. But before I could, Zofi reached for my hip and crawled forward on all fours. Ducking her head, she took a long lick at the underside of my cock with her tongue and used it to guide my knob into position so she could slowly push her head forward with her pouty lips wrapped tightly around my girth. I stopped my movement and Let her sensuously make love to my prick with her mouth. Her style was just so uniquely different from the others, as if my cock were simply a large clitoris. She didn't bang her head back and forth, choosing instead to focus on sensual licks that were highlighted by gentle sucking. My mushroom head received the greatest attention as Zofi let it glide into her mouth, welcoming the knob with pulsing kisses, Licking the sensitive underside, and rubbing it along the distinct texture of the inside of her cheek. She frequently let me go, letting me swing in the cool air with only her fingers gently massaging me before licking along the shaft and then re-engulfing me between her lips. She had smooth transitions and was by far the most patient of the BTC with her oral attention, in no hurry to get me off.

One time, though, she did hold my ass in her palms while driving her face ever deeper to the point that she pushed me partway into her throat. Zofi had never attempted a deep throat, nor did she seriously attempt one now. She backed off almost as soon as she'd started, that brief probe the extent of her “hey, Let's see what that's like" moment, and she resumed making love to my prick again for about a minute before pulling away completely and then rolling back onto her cute bottom.

Reclining against my pillows with her knees up and her legs spread, the gorgeous brunette beckoned to me with both hands. "Come to me, darling," she cooed.

With practiced ease, I climbed onto the bed and settled between her thighs. I planted my hands to either side of her head as I loomed over her, and she reached up to wrap her slender fingers around my wrists, gazing up at me with an expression of utter and complete adoration more than lust. I recognized the look on her face. It was the kind of look

Sam gave me when she wanted to kiss and cuddle on the couch, but not as a prelude to sex. Likewise, Zofi's expression was that of a Lover who wanted intimacy, not lustful passion. It was for MY sake that the self-proclaimed Lesbian chose to let me into her body, not a desire for physical pleasure.

Because she Loved me.

And I loved her.

Not romantically, of course, but the love was there.

And of course, just because Zofi wasn't particularly "into cock" didn't mean she couldn't feel the pleasure from mine. She sighed and smiled as she felt my first penetration, my thickness stretching her channel with cockflesh against her inner walls, setting off little fireworks of sensation as I burrowed deeper and deeper into her warm, wet, welcoming tunnel. Her mouth gaped open wide as those fireworks hit her brain. And the fireworks continued exploding as I burrowed inch after inch after inch into her snug little pussy, tighter than ever because of the oblong shape still blocking her colon and compressing those inner walls around my invading shaft.

When at last I was buried to the hilt, Zofi shivered in my arms. Her gaping, gasping mouth closed, and she smiled up at me invitingly. I seized that invitation and bent to kiss her, and we lay like that, intimately entwined for a long while without needing to thrust, simply enjoying each other with our mouths.

But we did not remain like that forever. After all, she had come here with a goal in mind, and while we weren't quite there yet, we would be soon.

Wrapping all four limbs around me, Zofi hugged me close as I made short thrusts in and out of her sweet snatch. I knew how much she liked tribbing, so I made sure to press my pelvic bone down on her clit, and as she approached her peak, I disengaged her legs, twisted her to my right, and slotted my left leg between hers to put us in a true scissoring position while I gyrated around like a blender.

She went off like a firecracker, my normally quiet lover suddenly screeching and wailing as the orgasm overtook her. I humped her all through her climactic shudders, amplifying her experience, until finally she went still beneath me and I set my forehead down on the pillow beside her.

For a few minutes we simply lay there in the afterglow, me with my still-throbbing dick deep inside her, and Zofi riding the soothing waves of orgasmic tranquility with her head lolling gently side-to-side. But eventually she cradled my head and pulled it to the side of hers. "Thank you, darling," she murmured softly.

“You're welcome," I replied just as softly.

She turned, kissed my cheek, and said, "It's time."

The first time I'd ever had anal sex had been with Naimh that night in