I followed her to the bedroom, where she motioned to the bed. I moved over and got in, she was right behind me. She propped a few pillows under her head, then laid back down on her back. She lowered her hands down between her legs, her eyes were glued to mine.
"I want to show you something, I don't think you have ever seen this before.", she stated softly, "Get between my legs."
I did as I was told, she motioned for me to get as close to her as possible. She asked for my hand, taking my middle finger and extending it. She took my hand and guided it to her pussy, instructing me to slide my finger in as deep as possible. I followed her instructions, until my finger was as far inside of her as I could manage. She then told me to slightly curve my finger and move upwards toward her stomach. I did as I was told, then with some slight direction and adjustment, I seemed to hit the right spot.
"That's it, right there. You feel that ?", she asked.
"I feel something.", I replied.
"Ok start to rub that back and forth, slowly at first. I will tell you what to do.", she instructed.
I began to slowly move my fingertip back and forth over the area, it wasn't easy. As big as my hands were, my fingertip just barely reached the spot she identified. After about thirty seconds, I could see her face getting flushed, her breathing became a bit shallow.
"Ok faster now," she urged.
I picked up the pace, moving my finger and hand as quickly as I could, trying my best to keep a steady pace. She instructed me to take my left hand, and push down on her lower stomach, just above her pubic bone. I did as she asked, this allowing me to get my finger a little deeper inside of her.
"That's it, faster. Press down a little harder.", she instructed.
I did my best to follow her requests, I was moving my hand as quickly as I could under the circumstances. Another half minute passed, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm.
"Pull your finger out of me when I tell you.", she panted.
I continued to push down on her lower stomach, my finger massaging the area she had instructed me to with all the speed and pressure I could muster. She was moaning incoherently by now, her body shaking under my touch. She arched her back suddenly, her finger reaching the top of her pussy, lifting her lips slightly upward.
"Now pull out, pull out.", she cried out.
I pulled my finger out quickly, it took just a few seconds until she began to scream in pleasure. Without warning, a powerful stream of clear liquid arched high from inside of her, soaking my chest, running down my body. As the liquid continued to splatter against me, her body shook violently, almost as if she were having a mild seizure. She tossed her head from side to side, her legs thrashed about wildly. It took perhaps twenty seconds before she regained control, by then both the bed and myself were literally soaked. She finally opened her eyes, looking up at me, still barely able to catch her breath, a smile on her face. I had no idea what to say, I wasn't sure I even knew what had just happened.
"You ok Alexis ?", I asked.
"Oh yeaaaa, I'm very ok.", she purred.
I moved from between her legs, to her left, laying down beside her. I pressed my lips to hers, she was ready and eager. After a very long passionate kiss, she pulled away from me, her breathing back to normal.
"Ever seen that kind of orgasm before ?", she asked.
"Um…no, can't say that I have.", I replied.
"A girlfriend taught me that in college, I can't do it to myself, I can't get deep enough. This is the first wet orgasm I have had since college.", she informed me.
"So uh…what you're saying is, this girl…she did this to you ?", I asked, smiling.
"Yes she did, I did the same for her. It wasn't a regular thing, maybe four or five times total.", she answered, now slightly embarrassed.
"Is it better than a normal orgasm ?", I asked.
"I wouldn't say better, just different. Besides, if I am really turned on, I squirt quite a bit during a normal orgasm, as I think you know.", she giggled.
"Yea, you about drowned me last night.", I laughed.
We laid there for a while, then got up, showered once again, making our way back to the bedroom. It was after three in the morning, I fell into bed exhausted. Alexis slid in next to me, laying her head on my chest, her left arm across my body. This felt so right, I'm not sure I had ever been this content in my entire life. I softly stroked her head with my left hand, my fingers running through her hair. I awoke in the morning, she was still in arms, I'm not sure either of us had even moved during the night. I carefully lifted my head and glanced over at the clock, it was close to nine o'clock, I had to get moving. I gently slid my arm from under her, she briefly stirred, but remained asleep. I eased out of the bed, moving into the main room to get dressed. I left her a note on the kitchen counter telling her I would be down at my place finishing up my packing. About an hour later, Alexis called, I promised to stop in and say goodbye before I left. Around noon I loaded my bags in the trunk, then made my way back up to Alexis' unit. I spent about thirty minutes with her mostly talking about the upcoming week, how much we were both looking forward to it.
I pulled into the practice facility right at two o'clock, the place was literally jammed wall to wall with fans. All wishing us well on the upcoming trip. I loaded my bags on one of the large custom buses that would take us to the airport. I joined some of my teammates who were lined up along the fence thanking the fans for coming out to see us off. I was signing autographs, taking a few pictures, or just shaking hands with the fans.
The bus pulled out right at three o'clock, we drove straight to the airport and boarded the plane which was ready when we arrived. I sat next to Josh on the plane, which was what I did for just about every flight we had ever made together. Sometime shortly after takeoff, he turned to me.
"Who do you have coming to the game ?", he asked.
"My stepmother, her boyfriend, the little guy from the hospital, Bryan and his family and my agent.", I answered.
"Your agent ? You gave your agent a ticket to the game ?", he asked, surprised.
"Yes, I did.", I responded, "What about you ?"
"My mom and dad, my girlfriend and her sister. I'm gonna fix you up with Angie's sister. Dude she is some kind of fucking hot.", he laughed.
I didn't reply, I just turned and went back to watching the movie that was playing on the large screen at the front of the cabin. We landed in New Orleans sometime around ten that night, boarded two more buses and were driven directly to our hotel. The security was tight everywhere, the entrance to the hotel had been barricaded to allow guests only to pass through. Even though it was close to midnight when we arrived, there were still several hundred people in front of the hotel hoping to get pictures and autographs. The hotel staff was ready for us, they took us in groups up to our rooms. The team, coaches and staff occupied the top three floors of the hotel, each person having his own room which was nice. I was given my room key card, I was on the middle of the three floors the team occupied. We were issued lanyards with photo identification that we had to wear at all times inside the hotel. At every elevator on each of the floors we occupied, there stood two police officers making sure only team personnel exited on those floors.