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.

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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...