The world came back in bits and pieces. A sound here — a feeling there. Slowly, like a song heard faintly in the distance that gets clearer as you approach the source, the world came back. I slid sideways into awareness. The single pure note of pleasure remained, but it no longer contained me, now I contained it. The feeling of total pleasure, or total arousal remained, but I could see and hear and feel other things as well. It was a unique sensation. I was cumming, I was still in the middle of a climax, but it seemed to have crystallized. The unwavering intensity of it dominated my thoughts, but now I had thoughts. I waited a while for the feeling to change, to fade, but it did not. It was if the orgasm switch in my head had got stuck in the 'on' position.
I felt so good, I was worried about how good I felt. I know that makes no sense, but it did to me at the time. It was fantastically invigorating to be able to feel this much pleasure and still be able to function. I almost hated to move or to try to speak. I was afraid to do anything for fear of jarring myself out of it. I decided to just go with the flow. There were certainly worse fates than being in a state of continuous climax.
I got up on my elbows and looked down my body. My chest was flushed all the way down to my navel. My nipples were engorged and red and super-hard. I did not dare touch them. I knew the sensation would be so intense that it would be painful. Looking down below my abdomen, I could see my clit standing straight up almost a half inch out from my body. I didn't even want think about what that would feel like to touch.
The dildo was still inside me and Bambi was still on the other end. She seemed to have fallen asleep or passed out. I listened and could hear her breathing. She was so deeply asleep that it was just on the verge of being a snore. I really had worn her out! I hated to disturb her, but I was so energized that I just had to get up and move around. I carefully moved her legs so I could slide away from her. She did not react at all. She kept snoring faintly. I flexed my knees and planted my heels on the bed and slid my rear away from her. The dildo came with me, still tightly wedged in my pussy.
As I pulled the plastic shaft out of her, Bambi moaned and I saw her lips move, like she was talking, but no sound came out. I could not be sure, I was certainly no lip-reader, but it looked to me like she was mouthing the word 'Ben'. When I saw that, I froze. If I woke her now, I could never forgive myself. This was as close to her husband as she was ever going to be again. I felt an incredible sense of joy at being there and seeing that. I had to get out of the bed before I did anything to disturb her dream.
Making sure I would not bump into Bambi, I walked my feet over the bed and carefully slid them off the edge. When they were on the floor, I stood up and tried to walk around the foot of the bed. The double-headed dildo swung between my legs and slapped against my thighs. The sensation of it twisting around in my pussy was mostly masked by my ongoing climax, but it still added to it nicely. I spread my legs and wiggled my hips. The dildo squirmed inside me like it was alive. I took hold of the dangling part and stroked it, fantasizing that I was a boy and it was my cock. I imagined that I was fucking a girl with my big dick, thrusting and pushing my hard cock into her soft wet pussy. In my mind, the girl was Neeka. That image very nearly sent me to my knees as my climax threatened to draw me back into a state of oblivion. I decided to forego the fantasy for the moment. The reality would be along in only a few hours.
I hated to take the dildo out. I had got used to the wonderful stuffed feeling it gave my pussy and I suspected that when it was out I would feel very empty. Still, I could not very well walk around with it dangling between my legs. Or maybe I could. Who would care? Bambi was asleep. The only other people who might see me were Bud and Jim. Seeing me with a huge black dildo hanging out of my pussy would probably make their day. I thought about going looking for them, just to see the looks on their faces.
It was really tempting, but I decided to save that little adventure for a time when I wasn't already at a sexual peak. I reminded myself that there was plenty of time to play all the games I could possibly think of. I wondered if I should start making a list, so I wouldn't forget any of the great ideas I had.
As much as I was enjoying the dildo, I decided it was time to move on. I tried pulling it out, but my knees started to buckle again. I waddled over to the vanity and sat down gingerly in the chair. Taking hold of it with both hands, I unscrewed it from my horny hole. As soon as the head popped out, I had an almost overwhelming desire to stuff it back in again. Holding the dildo in one hand, I closed my eyes and waited for the urge to pass. My pussy was screaming for it and I knew that nothing was ever going to feel as good as having my pussy stuffed totally full. I decided that I would have to make it a top-priority to get myself around a real cock as soon as it could be arranged.