Please read parts 1 to 3 if you haven’t already. Helen wrapped her legs around my waist and hugged me tight. Her eyes were shining with pleasure and tears. “Oh, God, yes, please Dave. That was amazing. I’ve never come like that before I thought I was going to faint. It was… soooo good.” She looked suddenly serious. “Will I be able to come again though? I’ve never come so much. That must be a week’s worth of orgasms I’ve had today!” I kissed her. She was so sweet. “Yeah. Don’t worry, you will come again.” She smiled again. I continued, “And what’s more, tonight, after you come home from work, you’ll have been thinking about me all evening, and you’ll just have to play with your pretty little pussy before you go to sleep.” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “No. I’ll save myself for you tomorrow,” she said. “No. Have a play, and tell me all about it in the morning. In fact, better still, show me just how you did it while you tell me.” She giggled. “You’re so naughty!” “Yep.” I slid my cock out of her tight little pussy, and she disengaged her legs and arms from around me, and watched fascinated as I eased the condom off my cock and carefully knotted it. She reached out and pulled my hand over so she could study the contents. “Wow! You more than filled the little end!” I squeezed my cock between finger and thumb, and the last drop of thick, white spunk oozed out of the jap’s eye and sat there. Helen reached a hand out and carefully wiped it onto her dainty fingertip. She held it up to her eyes and twisted it to catch the light. She opened her mouth and teasingly held it to her lips. I smiled and waited. She reached out a tentative tongue tip and touched the drop of sperm. A considering look passed over her sweet, little face, and then she shrugged, and popped the end of her finger into her mouth and sucked it clean, the finger making a slight popping sound as it slipped out. She licked her lips, the considering look on her face again. “Not bad,” she said. Not nasty like I remember.” “That’s because you wanted to do it, rather than having it shot down your throat. Now, let’s redress this unfair balance, hey?” “What?” “My turn to taste you again,” I said, as I slid down the bed and nestled my head between her spread thighs. Her pussy lips were redder now after the pounding she’d taken from my cock. I nuzzled her wispy pubes as her hands caressed the back of my head, and as I kissed my way towards her sweet lips, I could detect the harsher smell of the condom lubricant. I began teasing her clit with my tongue, and her breathing deepened, and she continued to rub her hands on my head as my light flicks became firmer strokes. She let out a moan, and I slid my tongue down her slit, tasting the acrid lubricant as I reached her tight hole. Helen let out an “Ohhh!” as I wriggled my tongue inside the tight entrance, and breathy moan as I slid it back up between her lips, and flicked it quickly from side-to-side over the tiny bud. I paused and slipped my forefinger into my mouth getting it well-lubed with saliva, and as my tongue reconnected with her clit, my finger wriggled slowly into her tight cunt. As I lapped her clit, I started to slide my finger in and out. Slowly at first, but increasing speed slowly with both tongue and finger. Helen’s little cries of “Oh, oh, oh!” were in time with my licks and thrusts, and as everything speeded up, I wriggled my knees closer and twisted my hand so I could crook my finger into her gorgeous little pussy to stroke her G-spot. After a minute or so of this, she was bucking and pressing my head tight against her clit as she came. I stopped thrusting and licking as her orgasm subsided, and her moans changed to heavy panting. A thrust with tongue and finger elicited an “Ooh!” from Helen, and I slid my finger out and sucked her sweet juices off it. I reached over Helen and took another condom off the bedside table and ripped it open. Helen raised her head to watch me roll it quickly on to my now fully stiff cock, and then opened her arms and raised her legs as I knelt over her again, my cock probing for her tiny, wet hole. I ran it up and down her pussy lips a few times, and then began to ease it slowly into her tight hole, gently and slowly, feeding it a little deeper each time. Helen was making the sexy “Ohh, ohh, ohhh” sounds again in time with my gentle thrusts. Soon my cock was sliding full length in and out of Helen’s wet cunt, and she was moaning with tightly closed eyes and trying to meet my thrusts. Having cum twice already, I could thrust hard and fast without worrying about cuming too soon. So, I pumped fast and hard, and tried to suck her delectable, tiny brown nipples, but gave that up after I recalled it didn’t do much for her. Instead, I kissed her lips and neck and ear, and whispered to her how tight and wet her cunt was and how gorgeous and sexy she was. She came twice more before her twitching cunt set off my own, and I groaned as I emptied my balls for the third time in just a few hours. Helen insisted on looking at the spunk in the condom again, and I dangled it in front of her eyes. “Not quite full this time!” she said. “Nope! You’ve pretty well drained me now, although perhaps there’s a drop left. Would you like to suck it off my cock?” She nodded, and I climbed off the bed and bent my knees to bring my cock down to her face level. She grasped my cock firmly in her small fist and milked it like she’d seen me do earlier, and the expected drop of spunk popped out onto the end. She raised her eyes to me, looking so sexy, peering through her long, dark lashes, then she lowered her head and I felt the tip of my cock engulfed by her warm lips and her tongue work on the sensitive glans. She released my cock with her lips but kept hold of it with her hand. She looked up, smacking her lips. “It tastes strange – the condom.” “Yep. Maybe get flavoured ones next time?” I suggested. After that I had dress and resume work. I could explain away the delay easily to Helen’s mum by baffling her with technical details. If this job dragged out for three or four days, shagging Helen morning and afternoon, it wouldn’t be so bad. I worked slightly late to appear eager to make up time after Helen’s Mum came home, and when I left, Helen grabbed me on the landing, snogged me and whispered, “See you tomorrow, Dave.” I kissed her back, glanced nervously at her brother’s bedroom door, which was firmly shut since he’d come home and slouched in there. I popped into the kitchen and checked that the same start time was okay with Helen’s mum, who was looking decidedly sexy with an apron over her tight white blouse and tight, grey trousers. I glanced up at Helen’s room as I climbed into the van, and she waved to me. Well, I was really looking forward to a hard day on the job tomorrow. Would you like to find out what happened the next day?