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He understood the loyalty between us girls and accepted the fact. He told me on more than one occasion when he returned to me after making love with either Sandie or Candie that as much as he liked them, he wanted to be with me. He confessed once that when he was making love to them, he usually thought of me. That made me feel so happy.
Lionel and I slept together every night. That's one thing I'd never let my sisters do. Thank God they never asked to do that. I don't know what I would have done. I just know I couldn't have let either one of them sleep with him all night. Most of the times we'd fuck for hours. We both had too many orgasms to count. In between fucking, we'd talk. We talked about anything and everything, but our conversations always got around to death and in particular, Lionel's pending death.
On the first couple of nights, I'd cry myself to sleep snuggled in the Lion's strong arms. But lately I found I could talk to him about it without crying too much. I think that was mainly because Lionel had come to terms with it and his assurance that everything was going to be alright, gave me the inner strength to continue.
One night I remember waking up. I don't know what woke me, but I don't think it was a noise or anything like that. I was still snuggled in Lionel's arms. Then I realized that Lionel was crying. That's what woke me.
"What's the matter, Lionel? Are you okay?" I said softly. I was wide-awake now.
Something was wrong with my Lionel and I had to do whatever I could to make him better.
"Shhhh, Carol. I'm okay. Go back to sleep," he said sobbing.
I sat up, and from the moonlight seeping into the bedroom, I could see the tears running down his cheeks. I could see that he must have been crying for a long time because his eyes were all puffy and red. He didn't want to disturb me so he just let them flow. I reached over him and took a Kleenex from the table beside him and gently wiped the tears from his cheeks and eyes. I knew there was something very wrong for him to cry like that and I began to cry too.
"Lionel. Please, baby. You’re scaring me. Tell me what's wrong." I was almost begging him. "Tell me. I love you so much. When you are sad, so am I."
"I don't know, Carol. I really don't know," he said in a voice so soft and low that I could hardly hear him. "I just have this funny feeling inside me."
"Do you mean you don't feel well?" I asked.
"No! No! It's not like that. I don't know what it is. I just have this feeling that we don't have much more time together. I just can't shake the feeling."
Lionel started to cry again. I've never seen him like this before. He was usually so strong when this subject came up. Now he was crying. I burst into tears too and couldn't stop.
"Lionel, please, don't talk like that," I sobbed. "I can't stand it. I never want to lose you. I want to be with you forever."
"I know now that this is going to be my last Christmas, Carol. I know it. I'm so sorry. You have become so important to me and I never want to leave you either. But this is outside our control."
Lionel was so emotional now that he could hardly speak.
"Carol, you've got to promise me something. Will you? It's so important to me."
"Anything, honey, anything." I sobbed back.
"Promise me you'll stay with me every minute from now on? Please. Oh, God. I'm so scared. I'm so scared."
Lionel had let me go now and had turned his back to me. His face was buried in his pillow and he was sobbing like a baby. I couldn't do anything other that try to comfort him the best I could. I couldn't speak. I just didn't know what to say.
After what seemed like hours, but was probably not that long, his breathing became more regular and he had fallen to sleep. I whispered softly, "I promise, Lionel. I promise." I just lay there holding him, my naked body touching his, unable to sleep. I guess I finally drifted off because the next thing I remember was feeling Lionel move. It was daylight outside.
"Are you okay now, Lionel?" I asked sleepily. "I was so worried about you last night."
"Ya, I'm okay. I was just a bit emotional then, that's all," he replied turning around and putting his arm around me. We kissed passionately. This was the first time we ever woke up and kissed right away without brushing our teeth first. But this time neither of us minded. I always liked sex first thing in the morning, but today was going to be something special. I wanted it to be something that I could never forget long after Lionel was gone.
Lionel was lying on his back and I was leaning against him. My hand slipped under the covers and ran down his stomach till it reached his cock. Of course I wasn't surprised to find it as hard as it has ever been. I circled it with my hand and slowly began to rub it up and down. I knew Lionel liked that by the sounds he was making. I kissed his lips and then his chin and slowly slipped down kissing all his parts till I got to his penis. I was right under the covers now and the scent of our love making from last night was powerful. It heightened my desire for him.
I slipped his cock into my mouth and I started to lick it all over. The taste of our cum on it from the night before heightened my pleasure. I gently cupped his heavy balls in my hand and squeezed them softly. I didn't want to hurt the Lion. As I was doing that, I had put his cock all the way in my mouth and was rubbing my tongue on the delicate and sensitive underside of the head. Lionel was holding on to my head and was starting to buck up and down fucking me in my mouth. He was making fairly loud moaning sounds now. It was obvious that my magic was working.
I removed his cock from my mouth just long enough to tell him to stop fucking my mouth because I wanted to do something special. Do you remember that earlier I had told you that the Lion was big, very big? He had to be at least 8 1/2 inches long maybe even 9 inches when he was very excited. And he was very thick as well. I wanted to deep throat him. I could deep throat Bobby and Brad with very little trouble, but I didn't know if I could deep throat Lionel.
I only knew I wanted to try. Bobby and Brad would go mad when I did it to them and they would usually cum gallons for me. Even today, Bobby especially loves me to do it to him every time we are together. It usually results in him taking me out for a nice meal afterwards. It's not as payment for doing it, but just to show me how much he loves me.
I had to get in the right position if I wanted that monster to go down my throat without choking me to death. That's important for any of you girls who haven't tried this before.
Most guy's cocks curves up and you have to get the curve in his cock in the position that it can follow the curve of your throat. Do you understand? To do that I had to straddle his tummy so that my bum was toward his face. I didn't want to take away from any of the pleasure I knew he was in for, so I deliberately kept my pussy as far from his mouth as I could so that he wouldn't be tempted to lick it. Not that I didn't like him licking me, but this was his treat, not mine.
His cock was nice and wet from my earlier licking and also from the precum that was flowing quite heavily from him. Slowly I took his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth till I could feel it brushing the entrance to my throat. Lionel was holding my bum tightly now, and he was moaning louder. Very, very slowly I took it deeper and deeper down my throat.
Whenever I felt like choking, I'd stop and back off a wee bit, rest for a few seconds and then start again. Finally I could feel my nose touch the Lion's balls and my chin brush against his stomach. You'll never know the excitement I felt knowing that I had succeeded in deep-throating someone with such a large penis. I remember my heart beating fast.
Lionel was moaning really loud now and almost yelling. He started to buck again but when he heard me choking, he stopped. I now got my throat muscles working and soon they were massaging his cock like it has never been massaged before. The Lion was squirming and yelling.
I could feel his cock pulsing down in my throat and I knew it would only be a matter of seconds before he'd cum. I gently squeezed his balls while I worked my throat muscles hard and soon I felt his warm and powerful baby seed shoot deep down into my throat. Just like Bobby and Brad, he shot load after load of his precious love juices into me. I didn't have to swallow because it just flowed down my throat.