Beach Gal (subtitle: Jill's Ass) by UncaBa (MF, Mf, affair, implied incest) This is one of my earlier works, when I first began writing. It is based in part on fact. I will not indulge as to which part is true and which is embellishment. --- We kidded each other during dinner about our mutual love of the beach. Our spouses had completely opposite tastes in vacations, but the one thing we had in common was the beach. Jill and I had worked together at the office for years and a close fraternal bond had formed between us, but at dinner that night we really opened up and began to tell our deepest secrets. You see, we were on a weeklong business trip that took us to a beach city on the east coast for three days. This night was our last night and we had experienced success with our business dealings and celebrated with a very nice dinner with the other members of our team. After several pre-dinner cocktails and dinner with wine, we were well on the way to very loose conversation, sprinkled with inuendos of a sexual nature and telling secrets about our spouses that we would not dare tell anyone under ordinary circumstances. It was during a weak moment that Jill revealed that she had had a very supressed childhood and had never "skinniy-dipped" or made love outdoors. I ventured that I could help "solve those deficiencies" in one night, but she quickly demurred, saying that she could never do that now -- being marrried with two children. She gave me a quick look of mischief and I returned it with a wink and a sly smile. After that, dinner was ordinary and we all parted for our rooms, agreeing to meet the next morning to fly home. I headed for my room, for some reason feeling not very sleepy and wanting to take a walk on the deserted beach. It was a perfect, warm night with a full moon. Knowing that Jill's room was next door, I went out onto the balcony and tried to look into her room to see if she was asleep, or if I might catch a glimpse of her in her nightgown. I leaned around the dividing wall to come face to face with her on the balcony. At the same time, she must have been trying to look into my room and was startled by my sudden appearance. I asked her if she would like to take a walk on the beach and she suddenly agreed. I couldn't help noticing that all she wore at the time was a T-shirt that came barely to her mid-thigh. When we met in the hall, she had only added a pair of sweatpants. Best of all, she had worn no bra! This was highly unusual for Jill. Her conservative unbringing and church-elder husband had supressed her late-blooming sexual nature. She had always worn longer skirts and demure blouses at work -- but tonight, here she was on the beach in nothing but a T-shirt and sweats. The pants were tight enough that I could tell she had no underpants on and my dick twitched at the thought of her ass and cunt in the soft confines of those cotton pants. Jill had always had a good figure and what seemed like nice boobs. I had not really looked at her in a sexual way, more as a business friend and confidante, but things were changing. We headed for the beach, strolling away from the hotels to a secluded area with no lights or houses, chatting about life in general. "...so I went with these girls to the Florida keys where we skinny-dipped and screwed all weekend," I intoned as we strolled ever deeper into the dark. "It was the greatest year of my life, teaching at a University, and boffing sorority girls all weekend. We did whatever we felt like doing to each other, as long as it gave pleasure to the others and ourselves...but that was the early seventies, anyway. It was as different time..." I noticed that we had passed all the houses and bright lights. Only the full moon was left to light our way down the secluded beach. "I've never had the opportunity to do that. I don't know how I'd do in that kind of situation. I left high school and got married a month later, " Jill almost whispered, barely audible over the soft roar of the waves as they lapped the shore. We strolled on in silence for a while. Suddenly, I said to her, "Why don't you just strip off your clothes and run into sea. It feels great, the water moving between your legs, your breasts floating gently in the ocean. It's a rare and wonderful feeling...I know. " Barb just looked at me and smiled, shaking her head. At first, I was afraid she'd be insulted by so forward a remark, but she smiled at me underneath her wind-tousled blonde curls. I was not convinced that she didn't really want to try...but her internal repression was still too strong. Still, she didn't object very strongly. Hmmmm... Suddenly, without warning -- it must have been the booze dropping my own inhibitions -- I ran ahead a few steps until I was barely visible to her. The moonlight came and went with the passing clouds. I took off my shirt, drew down my shorts and ran into the ocean -- stark naked! All the while, Jill was shouting at me "You've got to be kidding! No! Don't do that! Someone'll see us!" I noticed that she didn't say she was insulted or embarrassed ... hmmmm...and she didn't turn away, either... "It's three in the morning and no one is within nearly a mile of us, " I shouted over the waves. "Besides, it feels great! The water's warm and the waves are gentle. Come on! I'll turn my back until you're in the water...well.....are you chicken?" Without waiting for a reply, I turned and strolled deeper into the gentle surf. I knew she could see my entire ass for a few steps and I tingled at the feeling. My gaze and thoughts were captured by the sea and the moonlight reflected off it. I was jolted out of my reverie by a pair of hands on my shoulders and the points of hard nipples against my back. "OK, you fool, I'm here....now what...and DON'T turn around...yet. I have to get used to being like this." I was stunned that she had taken my bluff. My dick had jumped to attention the minute I felt her hands caressing my back. WAIT A MINUTE!....they WERE caressing my back! Gently, softly running her hands over my back and down around my waist to my butt. She was feeling me up! A large series of waves hit us and I stumbled backward into her. She grabbed me and held me snugly from behind. "We're never going to get any further until you let me turn around," I complained. There was a long pause... "OK then, turn," she said, so softly that I almost didn't hear. Slowly, I turned, staying near her and not looking down at her tits as they brushed my arms and chest. She snuggled close, but leaned so that my dick didn't touch her belly or pussy. My arms went around her and drew her in slowly. We sank into the waves up to our chests. Her face came up to mine and we stared at each other in the moonlight. All the thoughts of what we were about to do and what we might risk with our two families passed quickly. She reached up, took my face in her hands and we kissed. Slowly at first, then passionately. My dick was as hard as it had ever been in the past fifteen years of faithful monogamy. We both knew this was wrong, but it was so right for the moment. We were the two lovers in the movie "From Here to Eternity" on that volcanic beach...I was Kirk Douglas and she was...she was..beautiful in the moonlight. At the moment and for the rest of the night, she wasn't a mother of two and a co-worker. No, she was a passionate lover, releasing a pent-up passion that had been repressed ALL of her life. Somehow I knew she had never experienced the kind of release that she would encounter this night ... and probably never again AFTER this night. we knew this would and could only be the purest kind of one-night-stand. I kissed her face and then her neck and kneeled in front of her in the surf, kissing first one then the other breast with a tenderness and patience that I didn't know I had. She caressed my face and shoulders and back as I worked my way around her. For a while I held her back to my chest, my penis pressing against her ass. My hands went around her and held her boobs, gently thumbing her nipples which had grown pointed and stiff in the cool air and the damp of the sea. She leaned her head against my shoulder and closed her eyes in ecstasy as I slowly slid my hands down her stomach. It was remarkably flat for a "mom" and I felt her tremble and felt her muscles tighten as I moved lower. She hissed a long breath as my fingers found the downy softness of her pubic hair. I easily found her crack and slid a tentative finger down the middle, sensing the tender nubblin that was her clit. My other hand held her up as I felt her legs buckle. She was nearly fainting from the surge of emotions and I scooped her up and carried her toward the shore. I lost my balance and we both fell into the shallow surf. We laughed and splashed and kissed and chatted, sitting there in the darkness that was punctuated by brief periods of bright moonlight. "See?" I said,"The water feels great and it's a very relaxing thing to be naked in the surf. It's almost as if it was meant to be....and we were." "It's the most wonderful, free, naughty, invigorating, STIMULATING thing I've ever experienced. This is what life should feel like ALL the time," she nearly shouted,"...and thank you." We walked out of the surf, holding each other close against the coolness of the night. I held her tight as we kissed deeply. Our tongues and our breaths were as one. I spotted my clothes in a pile near hers which were neatly folded. We parted and I grabbed my clothes and hers and headed toward the grassy dunes where it was especially quiet and dark. She followed obediently, silently, knowing what was to come. I turned to see her walking toward me -- a naked, tall, slender nymph in the dim moonlight. She was as sensual and charming as anything I could imagine and I told her that as I kissed her again. She leaned into me and I felt the warmth of her pussy as it pressed against me. My stiff dick was captured against her navel and it throbbed and ached to enter her. "Ooooh, you're warm," she cooed as she snuggled against me. "I can feel the heat from your...er...body, too," I grinned. "Now we have a decision to make, or perhaps I should tell you what decision I have made. In my younger, more adventurous years, I would make love to you right here on the beach. But now, I'd rather take you back to the hotel and the comfort of a warm shower and my bed." She stood back from me, looking me over. I felt a pang of self-consciousness about my slightly pudgy body that held its weight well, but nonetheless was not nearly as slim as her. "Are you giving me an out? -- giving me time to think about this so that I can back out by the time we get to the hotel?" "Possibly." "Then forget it, big boy. We've danced around each other for years and tonight's the night. Tonight, we do what I believe we both want. I know you're a considerate lover, just by your personality. Me? My husband's only been the kind to stick it in, stir it around a while, grunt and then fall asleep. Tonight I want to try all those things I've read about in the romance novels. Think you're up to it?" Without a word I helped her put on her shirt and pants, then donned mine. We strolled back toward the hotel like any innocent couple. For a while, we didn't even mention what had just transpired. We talked about our business, the upcoming trip and current events -- anything to skirt the issue. Then, suddenly, we were at her door. "I'm going to leave you here for a few moments," I said, looking at her damp hair and at the points of her nipples poking out through her shirt. I kissed her tenderly and headed for my room. Inside, I moved like a madman. I peed, checked my underarms, combed my matted hair, applied aftershave, washed off the aftershave -- in short, I was like a teenager preparing for his first date and not knowing what to do. I straightened my room and brushed my teeth for the third time. I put on a fresh shirt and a pair of boxer shorts and stepped out on the balcony. I was wondering if she would call or knock or what -- and decided to see if she was on her balcony again. I peered around the divider to see that her bedroom lights were off. Crestfallen, I started to go to bed when a movement caught my eye. She was standing at her window in the dark. My eyes were adjusting to the darkness and I spotted the dark spot at her crotch and realized that she was totally nude -- just standing there, looking at me -- looking at her. I could just make out that she was smiling. She slid the glass door open and stepped out. "This can't be the woman I've been working with for years. She would never THINK of doing that," I thought to myself. "I guess if we're going to get together, you'll have to go out your door and come in mine," she mocked ", or...you could just climb over the wall and step over here." She stood there looking at me -- the challenge was made. I accepted. "Ain't nuttin' but a thang," I quipped as I hopped up on the wall of the balcony. I paid no attention to the ground that was fifteen stories below. Carefully I swung over to her balcony wall and hopped down onto her balcony. I felt remarkably lithe and young and stupid at once. She grinned at me and came into my arms. "First," I whispered into her hair," we take a shower together. I''ve got sand all over me, and that tends to take the edge off lovemaking, don't you agree." "As long as I get to stand in the hot water," she said as she moved through the glass door into the darkened room. I followed as my eyes focused on her pale rear end. It was a cute ass, indeed. We kissed as we waited for the shower to warm. When we stepped in, she shivered in the very warm water. I hugged her and held her close -- the two of us just standing there in the hot shower, feeling, holding on for dear life, loving it and not wanting to do anything to destroy the magic of the night. I reached for the washcloth and soap, soaped up and began to wash her back and legs, then turned her around and worked my way up her front, being very careful to gently work my fingers into her crotch. Her grip on my shoulders tightened as I massaged her clit into a slippery rock-hard nub. Her knees bent involuntarily in her rising passion. She reached out to the shower wall to steady herself, her eyes closed and mouth open in ecstacy. I stood and allowed her to turn and rinse off. My hands slipped around a held her breasts in the warm stream, massaging the nipples to a stiff point. Her butt gently pressed back into my groin as she rubbed my balls against her butt. "Mmmm...you're ready, aren't you?," she said as she turned, taking the washcloth from me and soaping it. She ran it over my chest, turned me and ran it over my back and down my legs. I sensed that she dropped the cloth and her soapy hands came around my waist to run tantalizingly across my stomach. I felt my muscles tighten in reaction as she moved lower, soaping my pubic hair and then slowly reaching around my stiff rod. I nearly fainted from the feeling as she pumped up and down slowly. "I always wanted to do that. You feel so smooth and soft," she purred. Her soft touch and the feeling of her pointed breasts in my back made me almost shoot my load right then. Just as gently, her hands went under my balls and caressed them, reaching down under to my butt crack and back up my dick. "How's that for a wash job?" I nearly fainted for the second time. I was supposed to be doing this to HER, not her to me! I also noticed that I didn't object. I turned her to me and kissed her deeply. Then I worked my way down her body -- neck, shoulders, between her breasts, bathing her nipples with my tongue, then her rounded belly, down to her pubes. She tried to pull away but I held her gently and pressed my face into her wet crotch. "I...I've never...I mean, he's never done that..." She groaned as I pushed my nose into her slit and flicked my tongue out, licking her clit very gently. Her knees buckled and I felt her reach out to the shower walls to support herself. Her other hand held my head, pressing it into her as I licked a little slower and deeper. My hands reached around to her butt and pulled her to me. Her pelvis tilted toward me as she tried to push her pussy into my mouth. One leg lifted to give me more room and I poked my tongue as deep as I could. She cried out again, a soft "ahh" as I flipped her clit without mercy. Her pussy tasted gently of soap and woman -- a wonderful combination to me. I worked my way back up her belly, one hand replacing my tongue, gently, persistently massaging her clit. As I reached her mouth, her eyes were closed and her head bent back. She was mine for the taking. I hugged her to me and we stood there in the steam, hands wandering aimlessly around butts and backs. It was a magical moment -- one of many in the night. "If you don't make love to me soon, my heart is going to jump right out of my body," she murmured into my ear. "I've never been this excited in my life -- and I'm not going to stop now. Come on." She turned off the shower, grabbed a towel and stepped out. We spent a brief time drying each other and giggling as we touched all the forbidden places in our past. I led her into the bedroom and sat her on the bed. I turned on a distant light and placed one of her scarves over the shade, bathing the room in a soft, gentle pink light. I turned to see her watching my butt. As I straightened, she glanced down at my stiff prick, then looked away in embarassment. "First, you're going to learn how to go down on me," I announced quietly as I noticed her eyes drift to my upright penis in front of her face. She looked up at me as if she was in a trance and one hand reached up and gently held my dick like a banana. I'm not particularly big, but there was a good three inches sticking out of her hand. I held her head and guided it toward the tip. She looked at it as if it was a curiosity. "You know," she whispered,"I never really looked at one. I have two girls and my husband would not do this -- it's cute, and so warm and soft! mmm...OK..." "Lick it a little to get the taste," I instructed, and she tentatively touched the tip with her tongue. Then, a little of the end in her mouth. I could feel her tongue going around the tip, tasting and feeling the velvety softness. "It's a little salty, but I kind of like it. Do I have to put it all in my mouth? I might gag if I try...," she worried aloud, trasfixed on the tip of my swelling pecker. Her hand slid up and down on it a little, testing the firmness and feel and girth. A tiny drop of pre-cum slid out the tip. I steadied myself on her shoulder. "Just slide it in and out of your mouth as if it were in your...uh ...vagina. And use your hand to hold what you can't get in. The underside is more sensitive than the tip and the friction is what counts -- along with the lubrication." I felt like a schoolteacher giving directions to an assignment. "Are you going to....uh..you know...do it in my mouth?" she looked up. "Cum in your mouth? Of course not, especially not if we sit here chatting the night away," I carped. She immediately slid a bit more into her mouth, then slid it out, getting the feel of it. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. She took more and more into her mouth, keeping her hand gripped snugly around the base. I began to relax and participate in the rhythm. My hips began to push forward, starting up the age-old motion. I was fucking her face gently, but well, and I felt an orgasm rising. Before I blew my wad, I pulled away from her and laid her down on the bed. I stretched out next to her, looking at her body in the soft light coming in the window. My hands wandered down her body. "Did I do it OK?" she asked against my ear, hugging me as I caressed her boobs. "You did it almost TOO well," I chuckled, letting her know how close I was to losing it. "Good. I want to try again, later..." My hands worked their way down her body, followed by my mouth. I nibbled at her nipples, then her navel. Then I worked my way between her legs, spreading them wide and crouching between them. I began to seriously tongue her pussy while my fingers worked their way into her love tunnel. She was wet and slick and ready in a short while. I sensed a tremble in her body and realized that she was very close to orgasm. "Put it in me, please.."she ordered. "Just go ahead and enjoy this first one. We'll do it again, later." I responded, my mouth talking to her steamy pussy. "FIRST one?" she said in surprise and delight. "Yep. Now shut up, lover." My tongue went into her deeply, flicking and rubbing her now swollen clit. I pushed two fingers into her cunt and began a slow in-and-out motion. She writhed and pressed her backside off the bed, only to fall back and pull her legs wider. I reached up and grabbed a tit with one hand as my tongue continued its assault on her clit. The juices were flowing steadily out of her. Her pussy lips were swollen and distended. She began a fucking motion of her own, seeking control of the rhythm, chasing a huge orgasm. Her voice betrayed her and she began to moan and pant and cry out. This was as foreign to her as skinny-dipping, I thought. She's never really let go and had a good hard cum before. "Unh....oh...OHhhhhh..oh god...I'm..ooh.ung..o god...," she jerked and spasmed against my face and hand. I shoved three fingers into her snatch and used my thumb to tickle her asshole. This last act put her over the edge and she began to convulse, then freeze then tremble. She reached down and held my head, grinding it into her crotch, then pulling my face up her stomach as she panted and jerked. "oooooOOOOOOoooOHHH......oh.....my god...." she finished, utterly exhausted, for the moment. "oooooh....Wow!...that was the best..I ....I never had....ohhhh... mmmmm..." I wiped the pussy juice off my face and kissed her deeply. She responded and hugged me to her, nearly squeezing the life from me. I rolled her over and began rubbing her back, my hands wandering down over her butt and down her legs. "Mmmmm..that feels so good...Is it your turn yet?" she queried. "Shhhh..just do what I ask...enjoy it...I know I am..." I grinned in the near dark. I rolled over on my back and coaxed her on top of me. She got the idea and began to sit on my dick but I pushed myself down so that my face was under her hanging tits. I began to kiss from one to the other as she supported herself on her elbows. Then, I moved her down to where she took my dick in her mouth. She began again, sucking it for all she could do. The pre-cum was dripping out of it and she gave a squeak of delight when she saw it. When I was good and hard again, I pulled her up over me and forced myself down lower on the bed so that she could sit on my face. At first, she tried to object, then let out a sigh and settled on my face with a gentle moan. I licked her pussy slowly and deeply until her breathing was ragged again. She began to grind her cunt into my face and pant as she held herself over me. My hands held the globes of her ass as I munched her puckered pussy and my tongue ruthlessly flicked her clit. I slipped the end of a finger into her virginal, puckered anus. She started to protest with a grunt, but I silenced her with a flick of my tongue on her clit. I moved a little more finger into her ass, slowly allowing her to become accustomed to the feeling. I slid out from under her and placed myself behind her, my dick ready to penetrate her from behind. "Are you going to do it only this way?" she questioned. "This is only a beginning, darling, only a beginnning." Her warm, slick pussy was almost dripping with juice and I had no trouble burying my pecker to the hilt. She let out a sigh and a small moan. I knew she liked it because she wiggled her ass to get all of me as deep as she could. I held her waist and began to pump into her. She was snug and I saw her head hang over in ecstasy. It was a marvelous feeling and I felt myself near to the brink in a short time. I didn't want to cum this way so I stopped after a few more strokes. "Now you can have a seat on me," I said as I moved to lie down and pulled her on top. She settled over me, her breasts dangling in my face. I licked and nibbled on them as she tenderly reached down and held my dick up, smearing my pre-cum around her pussy lips. She cooed at the feeling and I could tell she was using my dick to rub her clit before putting it in. She positioned the tip just right and began to slide down. Inch by inch, I let her set the pace. She held my head and kissed me deeply -- our tongues entangling like our bodies -- until I was buried deep in her. "Mmmmm, that's good," she purred as she began to set up the age-old rhythm of lovers. She rocked gently, tilting her pelvis to get maximum pressure against her clit. I held her tits in my hands, thumbing her nipples to their peaks, flicking my tongue over them, then bathing them in a deep kiss, sucking her nipple into my mouth and gently bruising it against my teeth. "Sssssss... ..mmmmm...," she began to breathe heavily as I pressed every inch into her pulsing pussy. My dick began to swell as our rhythm increased. Her hair fell over my face as I sensed that she was looking down between us, watching us fuck. Her pussy began to grip my tool even firmer and she increased the pace to a bed-sqeaking fury. I pulled almost completely out and then rammed it deeply into her with a fury that made little sloppy pussy noises as we drove to our inevitable end. "ungh...ungh....ungh...oooh...AH....oh oHHHH," we both began to cum in unison, losing the rhythm, then finding it again as I began to explode into her. I could feel the exquisite sensation of jets of sperm slamming into the depths of her throbbing cunt. I nearly yelled as we lunged at each other, kissing, biting, trembling, ramming a few more strokes, then collapsing. Her face fell on my chest and she kissed my nipples. I could feel our juices dripping out of her pussy onto my balls. My dick was surprisingly still fairly hard and I slowly stroked in and out, trying to extend the warm afterglow of one of the best orgasms I had ever had. I was stunned to sense her returning the rhythm -- tentatively at first. "I can't believe we're still doing it after that," she spoke to my chest as her hand played in my sparse chest hair. "Are you....do you want to do...more.....now?" "Sshhhh... just enjoy," I said. My hands ran down her soft, smooth back to grip her ass. I tried a few more strokes as I felt my hardon returning. I smiled a secret smile to myself as I let my dick slide out of her and I held it so that it ran up the crack of her ass, spreading my cum juice around her puckered rim. After a few strokes, I moved out from under her and she settled on her stomach. Quietly, gently, I worked my legs between hers and pulled her ass into the air, forcing her head to stay on her pillow. I stuck two fingers in my mouth and began to work one into her ass. She let out a little "eek" at the new feeling and I reached under her with my other hand and began to stroke her clit. Within a few minutes, I had a finger buried deep in her ass, and her clit and pussy lips were swelling. Her hips began to grind in response. My dick was dripping with pre-cum as I put the tip to her asshole and pushed. A little went in and I felt a little "pop" as the rim passed her asshole muscles. "Ungh," she moaned just as the tip went in. "Careful, I've never..." "I know, darling. Just use your hand on yourself as I enjoy your beautiful backside." "Y...You mean...touch myself?" she whispered in surprise. "Ssshhhh, let me show you," I said as I took one of her hands and guided it under her and over her pussy. "Feel me. Feel my dick as it slides into you." She did as I said, and I felt her fingers tickle my balls. I grasped her hips and slowly pumped and inch or two into her tight asshole. On each stroke I went a little deeper and soon I was buried to the hilt in her hot, snug ass. "Mmmmph..It feels so....so ....full...mmmmmm. I like it." She began to stroke herself and my scrotum as I eased in and out. My orgasm was not far away. I noticed that she was panting again, setting up her own rhythm on her sensitive clit. Almost without warning, she cried out, her pussy and asshole spasming and throbbing against my dick. "Aaaaaah..ungh ungh unggggh....oh god...I'm.... cumming ... ag....again.... ungh." I slammed into her and came, shooting jet after jet of hot spunk deep into her steamy back tunnel. We fell over on the bed in exhaustion, panting, sweating, gently laughing at what we had done this night. After we recovered, we cleaned up and fell to sleep in each other's arms just as dawn was arriving. I awoke a couple of hours later and watched her sleep, her head nestled on my left arm. The sheets had worked their way down and I kissed her pink nipples gently, watching them rise in response to the attention. In the bathroom, I ran a hot bathtub full and poured some of her bubble bath under the running water. Soon the tub was steaming and the room filled with the soft scent of flowers from the bubbles. I went into the bedroom and gently woke her with kisses. "Mmmmm... you are TOO much, " she protested, "and I need a few minutes in the bathroom, by myself, you know?" "Sorry, dear," I grinned as I softly thumbed her rising nipples through her gown, "today begins your REAL education into the world of sexual fun and games. Get up." "B-but, I've gotta pee... and I need to brush my teeth...and..." she grumbled, not understanding. "C'mon" I ordered, not too harshly. I led her into the bath. She noticed the tub full of suds and smiled at me. Then she started to push me out of the bathroom. I refused, and led her to the commode. "Sit on my lap, facing me," I ordered, pulling her toward me as I did. She frowned with a questioning look. I sat on the opened commode, pulled her to where she was sitting on my lap with her legs spread wide. I opened my legs wide, forcing her legs even wider. My stiff dick rubbed against the outside of her pussy. "I-i don't think I can hold it much longer. Move!" she whined. "Then pee," I ordered. "Pee now, through my legs. Let it run over my dick...or I'll shove it in you and let you try to pee w\hile I'm fucking you." I reached down and began to finger her clit, gently yet firmly. The shock on her face was priceless. Confusion, naughtiness, and then resignation came over her face. "OK, you pervert, you asked for it, and stop fingering me. It's hard to pee with that going on...it..it feels too good... just wait a .... just... mmm..that feels so good." She closed her eyes and took on a look of concentration. Suddenly, I felt a flood of warmth on my thighs and heard the dribbling of her piss as she unloaded. I slid my finger down and felt the stream against her pussy. I flicked and rubbed her clit even firmer now, feeling it swell as I did. She pissed and pissed and I rubbed all the way through. I began to notice a quivering in her thighs and when I looked at her face, I saw her mouth drop in surprise. She drew in a sharp breath, her eyes still closed. She began to moan and her piss dribbled to a stop. I noticed that her pussy was damp from her cunt juices as well as pee, and her cunt lips were full. My finger kept up its work. Her panting came fast and furious. "Mmmmmph, ohhhhhh fuck....fuck....put it ..fuck me, you pervert. Damn you! Fuck me...oh ohhhhgod...I'm cumm...cumming..." She slid close to me, raised up just enough to lead my dick to her hole and then sat down with a plop. With a fury I had not seen, she ground her cunt into me and I bucked against her as she came and came and came. Her eyes were still closed but her face made a fierce grimace as she bit her lip and her pussy spasmed against my rod. "OOoooooooooooooohhhhhh ....god....o god....ungh.....Augh!...oooohhh!" she moaned, her head finally slumping against my chest. "I'm ....so ...ashamed..I shouldn't have....sshouldn't have enjoyed....that..." I lifted her off the commode, my dick still in her pussy and carried her to the tub. We sank into the hot water with a sigh of relief. She laid back against the end of the tub, but my dick was still imprisoned in her. Slowly I began to pump her, keeping just enough in her to keep me hard and yet saving my orgasm. We fucked that way for a few minutes. She kept her eyes closed mostly, feeling the sensations. I rubbed her tits, squeezing them and nuzzling them until the nipples stood out painfully. Her areolae were dark and the size of silver dollars. As I was gently massaging them, I caught her watching me through slit eyes. "That was the most intense orgasm I ever had," she finally whispered,"and the most degrading. How did you...?" "How did I know you'd like that? The same way I know you're going to let me cum in your mouth, next," I grinned, watching her eyes open wide at my remark. "Scoot back." I stood, soap suds dripping off my swollen tool. "Wash it," I commanded as my dick swung before her face. "Use your hands and bring me almost to orgasm, then put it in your mouth....do it." She was mesmerized, leaning forward, she reached up, took my dick and began gently pumping it. Her eyes were glued to it. I handed her a damp washcloth and she removed the suds, all the while, pumping it slowly. A drop of pre-cum slowly appeared. She noticed it and looked up at me. "Lick it off." "Lick a little more....mmmm ....yeah....that's it. Put more in your mouth. Use your tongue and hands." She squeezed my dick and tickled my balls as she gingerly felt of the puckered scrotum that had drawn up tight in the tub water. I leaned forward, placing one hand on the back of her head, and the other against the wall. Gently, she took more and more, deeper and deeper. It was time for me to close my eyes in concentration when I noticed that she was touching her tits, fingering her nipples. "mmmm... good hunh?" I rammed another inch into her mouth and she almost gagged. "Hold on tighter... make it tight like your ass or I'm gonna fuck it instead." She gripped my tool tighter and I almost came on the spot. But I had other plans... - the end for now...