by Thomas Henry
“I unhooked my bra,” she said.
“I noticed.”
“You seemed to have a little trouble with the hooks last time.”
“Yeah. I’m not too good with my hands.”
“Not what I hear,” she said.
“Well, let’s see…” I said as I eased her around so that her back was against me. I slipped my hands back up under her shirt and onto her bare tummy. I slid them up under her loose bra and cupped her breasts. They were heavy, but marshmallow soft. I massaged them and found her nipples. They were as big as the tips of my little fingers. I squeezed and rolled them between my thumbs and forefingers. Karen took a sudden deep breath and moaned as she wiggled her butt against my hard-on.
I love large nipples, and feeling Karen’s made me wonder if they were so large because she had breastfed her children. And that made me wonder where the children were. “Um, I’m wondering about your kids,” I said.
“Staying with my girlfriend Marilyn,” she said as she reached back with both hands and captured my cock and balls. “Broken shower, you know…” She turned to face me and resumed her possession of my jewels, one hand squeezing my cock and the other cupping my balls through my pants. “Maybe we should test that new shower thingie. Make sure you fixed it right. What do you think?”
“Well, right now, I think I’m going to do pretty much whatever you say.”
“Okay, well, I think you should get in the shower and make sure it’s working just right.” She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants, letting them slide down my legs to the floor. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side as she began to unbutton my shirt. I reached for her waistband and unbuttoned her jeans. I pulled down her zipper and tugged her jeans down over the swell of her hips. She wiggled and her jeans slid down to her ankles. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her dark triangle of pubic hair was neatly shaped and trimmed.
Karen finished unbuttoning my shirt and slid her hands inside and rubbed my chest. “I love the hair on your chest.”
“I’d love to have some of it on your chest,” I said as I interrupted her momentarily by pulling her tank top off over her head and tossing it aside. I slipped the straps off her shoulders and let her bra drop to the floor. I pressed my chest against her bare bosom.
She rubbed her breasts back and forth across my chest for a few seconds and then she took hold of the elastic waist band of my briefs and pulled down. The back of my briefs slid over my butt, but the front got hung up on my erection. Karen slipped one hand inside and grabbed my cock while she finished pulling down my underwear with the other. We kissed as she stroked my cock and fondled my balls.
I really didn’t want to interrupt her, but I felt silly standing there in my socks, with my underwear around my ankles. “I hate to interrupt, but I think I need to turn the shower on,” I said as I stepped out of my briefs. Karen gave my cock a last squeeze and let go. She kicked away her jeans as I stripped off my socks.
I adjusted the water temperature and stepped into the shower. Karen slipped in behind me. We took turns standing under the water to wet ourselves thoroughly. As she turned around under the flow of the shower, I got a chance to take a good look at her. Her tan lines left her with a tiny bikini of white skin that contrasted sharply with the light bronze of the rest of her body. She had the kind of figure I love. Her butt was firm and round, and her svelte waist had enough body fat to make her soft and womanly to the touch. Freed from the confines of a bra, her full breasts sagged halfway down her chest, bouncing and swaying as she moved. I wanted to bury my face between them.
Karen finished wetting herself and picked up a bar of soap. She stepped behind me and began to lather up my back. She started at my shoulders and worked her way down to my butt. She rubbed the bar of soap between her hands until she had worked up a good lather, and then she slipped a soapy hand between my butt cheeks and washed everything from my dimples to my nuts.
She reached between my legs and lathered up my balls. As she worked her way back again, she slid a soapy finger inside my ass. “Prostate exam,” she said. She worked her finger in and out a few times, rubbing her fingertip over just the right spot. I thought I was going to explode.
“Damn! Where did a sweet young thing like you learn to do that?” I gasped.
“Girl talk,” she said as she withdrew her finger just in time to stop me from going over the edge.
“Girl talk?”
“Well, Marilyn’s husband taught her, and she told me about it.” Karen turned me around and soaped my chest. She worked her way down my stomach and then she soaped up her hands again. She cupped my balls with both hands, gently massaging them with her thumbs. Then she grasped my extremely rigid cock with both hands, stroking me slowly.
I picked up the soap and held it under the water for a moment. Then I reached behind her and lathered her back, running both hands up and down from her shoulders to her waist. I rubbed the bar of soap all over her ass until she was thoroughly slippery. I lathered up my hands and slipped my fingers into the crack of her ass. I washed her all the way under to her pussy. I made sure that my fingers were very soapy and then I began rubbing my fingertips against her puckered opening. “Prostate check?” I asked. She giggled and squirmed a bit.
I turned her around so that she was facing away from me. I lathered up her breasts and put down the soap so that I could fondle her and squeeze her nipples. She backed up against me and wiggled her soapy ass against my cock.
I picked up the soap again and rubbed it around on her stomach until she was fully lathered. I moved down and soaped up her neatly trimmed pussy hair. Then I slipped one hand between her thighs and washed her pussy again. I massaged her clit in a circular motion with my fingertips. She shuddered and reached behind her for my cock. I probed her pussy with two fingers and discovered that she was wonderfully lubricated. I pushed my fingers deep into her and began massaging her depths. She stroked my cock in unison with the movement of my fingers.
I slid my other hand down between us and found the crack of her ass. I ran my fingers between her soapy cheeks until I found her anus. Then, as I fucked her pussy with the fingers of one hand, I pushed the middle finger of my other hand deep into her rectum. She gave a little yelp and clamped down on my cock with her hand.
“Hurt?” I asked.
“Surprised,” she said. She clung to my arm with one hand while she slid the other down from my cock to my balls. She grasped my balls and gave them a little tug. “We’re not going to hurt each other, now, are we?”
“No, we’re not,” I said as I began to fuck her ass gently with one hand while I continued to do her pussy with the other. She leaned her head on my shoulder, and I kissed her neck. “Shower seems to work okay, don’t you think?” I murmured in her ear.
She pulled away from me and turned to face me. We embraced and rubbed our soapy bodies together. “Sure does,” she said. She tilted her head back and kissed me as she reached down and cupped my balls and stroked my cock again. “Damn, your cock is hard,” she said.
“And whose fault do you suppose that is?” I asked. I took the hand-held showerhead from its holder and rinsed Karen, being careful not to wet her hair or her makeup. Then she took the showerhead and rinsed me. I returned the showerhead to its holder and turned off the water as Karen stepped out and got towels. We dried each other and then wrapped the towels around ourselves. Karen picked up our drinks and led the way to the master bedroom.
We stood there in our towels and sipped our drinks. “Um…I’m wondering,” I said. “Will Ted be upset about me being here with you while he’s away?”
“No,” Karen said.
“Are you sure about that?”
Karen gave me an odd little smile. “Actually…well, to tell the truth, it was his idea. He still wants to watch you fuck me. But after what happened last time, he thought it might be easier for me to go through with it if I spent some time alone with you first.”
“A toast to Ted,” I said as I clinked
my glass against hers.
She paused for a moment and then repeated, “A toast to Ted.”
“So, well, I was wondering about last time,” I said.
Karen stared at the floor between us. “Um, I don’t know. I’m not sure I can explain. I was nervous and scared. And I guess I was embarrassed and felt kind of inadequate. You’re an experienced older man. I saw how sexy Mai was and I was afraid you wouldn’t…well, you know, I was afraid I wouldn’t measure up.”
I set my drink on the night stand and took hers and placed it beside mine. I took her in my arms and kissed her. “I wanted you, you know. In fact, I was jealous when Ted cut in and took you away from me.”
“Really?”
“Yep. Besides, I have a fantasy or two of my own.”
“Oh, what kind of fantasies?”
“Let me show you one or two.” I grasped the front of her towel where it crossed over her breasts and pulled it free. I let it drop to the floor as I pushed her backward until she bumped against the bed. She sat down on the edge and pulled my towel free. She tossed it aside and took hold of my cock. She lifted it and licked the underside. Then she licked my balls and took one into her mouth and very gently sucked on it. She ran her tongue up the underside of my cock from my balls to the head, and then she plunged it into her mouth. It took her a couple of attempts, but she managed to take my whole length so that her nose was in my pubic hair as she fondled my balls. She held me deep in her throat for a few seconds and then released me with a gasp, saliva running from her lips. She caught her breath and resumed sucking me while I lightly rubbed her engorged nipples with the tips of my fingers.
“That’s one of them,” I said. “Here’s another.” I pushed her shoulders back onto the bed. Then I knelt at the side of the bed and lifted her legs up onto my shoulders so that I was face-to-face with her pussy. I kissed along her inner thigh, working my way up from her knee to her pussy. I lightly dragged the tip of my tongue across her pussy lips on my way to her other thigh. I kissed that thigh down to her knee and back.
I very lightly traced the tip of my tongue up and down her pussy lips. I found her clitoris and flicked it a couple of times. Then I captured it with my lips and gently sucked on it for a few moments before slipping my tongue deep into her pussy. She was gratifyingly wet. I probed her with my tongue, spreading her creamy lubrication over her lips and clit. Then I gave her pussy a good massage with the flat of my tongue, ending up sucking on her clit again. Her thighs shuddered and then clamped onto my head as she whimpered and panted. I held still until she relaxed, and then I very softly ran the tip of my tongue up and down between her labia again.
Karen grasped my ears with her fingertips and tugged on them. “Come up here,” she said as she lifted her legs off my shoulders and scooted back onto the bed. She lay back down with her knees drawn up and spread wide apart. I crawled up onto the bed on all fours between her legs. I kissed her pussy and then kissed my way up her stomach to her belly button. I explored it with the tip of my tongue and then traced my tongue up her abdomen and planted my lips between her breasts. She grasped her breasts with her hands and squeezed my face between them. I turned my head back and forth, alternately kissing one and then the other, resisting the temptation to make motorboat sounds.
I placed my hands on Karen’s hands, holding her breasts while I sucked on the nipple of one and then the other. I could feel them swell and tighten against my tongue. When they both were nice and hard, I gave each a final kiss and then kissed my way up to Karen’s chin. I looked into her eyes and then kissed her lips. I pushed my tongue between her lips as if I were entering her with my cock. She parted her lips and sucked my tongue into her mouth. We simulated lovemaking with our kiss while my cock rubbed up against her pussy. Karen broke off the kiss and rasped in my ear, “Stop teasing me! Fuck me!”
“This isn’t a very good time to bring this up,” I said, “but I don’t have any condoms. I wasn’t expecting that we…”
“Don’t worry,” Karen said. “We don’t need a condom.”
I wasn’t sure how much to read into her words. Was she thinking about diseases or birth control? I wasn’t concerned about catching something from her. I was more concerned about impregnating her. From her response, I assumed she was using some kind of birth control, but I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to interrupt the flow of what we had going. I moved my hips to try to work the head of my cock between her pussy lips. She reached down between us and grasped me. She rubbed the head of my cock back and forth, spreading her lubrication, and then she guided me into her.
I worked my cock gently in and out, going a bit deeper with each thrust as I spread her wetness up my length. When I was nice and lubricated, I thrust deep into her and held there. She gripped my shoulders with her hands and hissed, “Yes…yes…give it to me.” We kissed deeply and began to move together.
It might just have been that she was nervous, but Karen’s movements seemed to have a sense of urgency. Did she want it rough? Was she afraid I would be done before she was satisfied? Were the kids coming home soon? I was in no hurry. I wanted to take my time and revel in the sensation of making love to this gorgeous young woman. I gave her long, slow strokes, and tried to read her. “How much time do we have?” I asked. “Are your kids coming home soon?”
“Uh, no. They’re, uh, staying all night.”
“Ah. So we can take our time.”
“Uh…what about Mai. Won’t she be expecting you?”
“Nope. She’s traveling again. Won’t be back for months.” I kissed her and kept up my slow, steady rhythm. “Hmmm…your kids are gone until morning. Mai is out of town. So I can have my way with you all night?”
“All night? Really? “
“Uh-huh.”
“Wow. I’ve never…well, we usually…uh, I don’t know if I should talk about…”
“Talk about you and Ted?” I pushed my cock deep into her and stopped moving. She held still as well.
“Uh-huh.”
“It’s okay with me. Go ahead and say what you’re thinking.”
Karen seemed to relax a bit. She lay there with her arms and legs wrapped loosely around me. “Well…um…Ted doesn’t take a lot of time. He’s kind of rough. He likes to, um, make love hard and fast. Sometimes…well, usually, he finishes before I’m ready to…you know…”
“What about other men?” I asked, rubbing my cheek against hers and kissing her ear.
“Oh, we’ve never…I mean, you’re the first…the only other man we’ve been involved with.”
“No, I meant you and other men. Before Ted. Did you ever have a man who took his time?”
“No. I mean…no, I really didn’t have any other men before Ted. Not really. I did a little fooling around with a couple of guys in high school, but we didn’t go all the way. Ted was my only real boyfriend in high school. And then I got pregnant with Jennifer in our Senior year. We got married just after we graduated, and Ted joined the Navy. He’s the only man I’ve ever really had sex with. Well, until tonight.”
“I see. Um…I’ve been wondering. Why did you pick me?”
“Well, Ted was pushing me to have sex with another man while he watched. He said it would spice things up for us. I guess after being together for ten years, our sex life wasn’t very exciting for him anymore. But he didn’t want it to be anyone in the Navy who knew us. That’s why we got involved with the swingers group.
“I really didn’t think I wanted to do it, but I went along with Ted’s idea for the party to sort of placate him. And then when I met you at the party…I don’t know…something happened. I was very attracted to you and you seemed so…well, older and mature. You seemed relaxed and confident, like you knew what you were doing and didn’t need to try to impress anyone. And then I saw how sexy Mai was, and I figured if you could handle her, you knew how to, um, take care of a woman.”
“Well, I’m glad you chose me. But are you feeling pressured into being with me now?”
“Oh
no, not at all. Ever since I ran out on you last time, I’ve been thinking about trying again. Truth is, I was thinking about maybe seeing you after Ted went to sea, so I was really happy when he suggested it on his own.”
“Okay, so you want to be with me, and I want to be with you. And we don’t need to rush to get anywhere, so how about we just take our time and enjoy the journey?”
She nodded silently and hugged me. I gave her a slow, gentle kiss on the lips.
I began to move slowly again. “Turn off your mind. Don’t worry about anything. Don’t think about cumming. Don’t wonder what I’m thinking. Just turn off your mind and move with me. Feel me. Stay in the moment. Don’t think about what to do. Just enjoy the sensations of our lovemaking, and let your body do what it will. We have all night to get there, so there’s no hurry. Just set your mind free and enjoy the journey.”
Karen took a deep breath and gazed into my eyes. “Okay, I’ll try.”
I continued giving her long, slow strokes, kissing her and rubbing my cheek against hers. She moved with me, meeting my every thrust, taking me completely with a relaxed hunger. We continued like that for quite some time, slowly increasing the tempo and force of our movements. I was so hard I felt like I might burst. Karen was so wonderfully wet that I was able to give her every bit of my cock, until my balls were tight against her butt.
After a long period of gradually increasing the intensity of our lovemaking, I sensed that Karen was on the edge, so I drove deep into her and held, deliberately throbbing my cock as if I were cumming. Karen cried out and clamped her arms and legs around me. I could feel her pussy contracting rhythmically as if she were trying to milk me. My balls were screaming for me to cum, but my mind was far from ready, so I held on. I had a powerful, primal need to fill her with my semen, but I wasn’t nearly ready to abandon the incredible sensation of fucking her, so I held back while she convulsed and slowly calmed.